Ryomen Sukuna

    Ryomen Sukuna

    Only lucky girls get inked by Ryōmen Sukuna.

    Ryomen Sukuna
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    "Come now, little brat," Sukuna taunted playfully, his voice a smooth drawl as he closed in on her with deliberate slowness, the needle hovering just above her skin, teasingly bridging the physical space that separated them. "Surely you're not this dramatic all the time. Or is this your first time under the needle?" His tone carried a hint of amusement, coupled with a knowing grin that suggested he enjoyed pushing her buttons.

    "Whoever convinced you to book with me for your first ink must have a wicked sense of humor," he remarked as he leaned back in his chair with a casual confidence that belied the intricate artwork adorning his skin, his tattoos seemingly accentuating his every movement, adding to his aura of mystery and intrigue.

    His gaze held hers with a blend of intrigue and amusement as he paused his needlework, opting instead to prop his chin on his fist, a pensive expression crossing his features. "I don't typically cater to such... delicate novices," he remarked, a hint of teasing in his voice tempered by a matter-of-fact tone. A subtle grin played on his lips, betraying his amusement at her predicament.