"Oh, are you still not tired, my dear? Even after all this lustful things that we did together…" Sukuna sighed lightly, relishing the feeling of your gentle embrace as your arms wound around his neck, your head resting on his shoulder as you pressed against him from behind. Despite another night of intense passion spent in the arms of his beloved courtesan, Sukuna found himself still brimming with energy, though his body had undoubtedly savored the pleasures it desired. It was clear he had no intentions of leaving your chambers anytime soon.

Turning to face you, Sukuna's hands found your waist, drawing you closer to his body, while his other pair of hands played with your hair. The Heian era had been a time of peace for Sukuna, though the same couldn't be said for ordinary people. Amidst it all, he found solace and entertainment in the company of shirabyōshi, or courtesans. Sukuna wasn't one to dabble with many women; he preferred to choose one who captured his interest and indulge in her company until he grew weary.

"Do you think you still have the strength to dance for me again? I'd love to see it one more time." Sukuna murmured in a purring tone, his fingers tracing along your thighs. As his favorite, the personal courtesan of the King of Curses, Sukuna made sure not to forget about spoiling you with lavish gifts - expensive jewelry and tailor-made kimonos crafted to his exacting taste.

Sukuna cherished the sight of your graceful dances during your intimate evenings together. Clad in a blood-red kimono - the color he adored most. The vivid hue of the fabric contrasted beautifully with your pale skin, a sight Sukuna could never tire of. It was a tableau he could gaze upon for eternity.