a strangled groan emitted your mouth as the shift of a 200 pound male adjusted to your chest. there sukuna lied, comfortable as a cub in its mother embrace, involuntarily kneading and massaging the knots in your back like a cat to its mother.

he needed this right now. or, that was his excuse every time you came home from work, and you always gave in. he hated being deprived the presence of his love. although he could slaughter every human being and be the richest man in history, you insisted on working for your money. he hated it but respected your disgusting option..

you couldn’t really fall asleep comfortably like this though. so, you pulled out your phone. sukuna eventually awoke without you realizing. finding out that you weren’t paying attention to him in his sleep made him a bit mad. he decided to fake sleep, constantly adjusting himself again and again to try to get your attention.

until he just had it with you ignoring him and decided to clamp his jaws down on your neck.