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Summary: You are a kind and beloved princess of a peaceful kingdom. Heir to your father, you have spent your entire life preparing to become Queen. Sukuna is the cold and cruel Royal Advisor. He does not want a woman on the throne. He wants the throne for himselfβand you as nothing more than an ornament on his lap.
Warnings: Misogyny, Obsessive behavior, Violence, Sexual Content.
Notes: I find my smut scenes so so boringπ I think thatβs part of why this chapter took me so long too. Iβll get better!!!
If youβre enjoying this story, please let me know what you think about this idea!! Iβm thinking about doing something fun, but I want to know if you guys would support it firstπ
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The room was quieter than usual.
It felt like the weight of the request you had made was falling on you even harder now. But unlike what you imagined, you did not feel scared or want to back away. In fact, your determination and your desire were speaking louder. They were the only source of strength you had.
In front of you, Sukuna looked at you with the same look of desire that you gave him, but there was a small trace of curiosity there too.
Beyond the clear amusement.
His hands were calmly and controlledly undoing the fabric of his clothes. Each button came undone one by one, leaving his body and joining the carpet on the floor.
You looked at your own body. You were still completely covered. The elegant dress you chose for dinner tonight was still clinging to you like protective armor. Your fingers went to the buttons on your back, but it was clear you could not reach them.
"Um, I am going to call Shoko to help me take this off." You started to say, but you were interrupted by a small chuckle from Sukuna.
"There is no need." It took only a few seconds for him to be behind you. "Do you think I would let someone else take off your clothes when I have dreamed of doing it for so long?"
"How long?" You dared to ask, wanting to make him feel as nervous as he made you.
"I will not answer that." Another taunt left his lips. Now, his hands were on your back. Your whole body shivered when his fingers touched the skin exposed by the neckline of your dress.
Sukunaβs other hand went to your hair. With impressive calm, he moved the strands that were blocking his access to your buttons and left your neck bare. At the same time you felt him start to undo the buttons holding your clothes, you felt his lips touch your skin.
The first kiss was placed on your shoulder, and you trembled a little. A heat of anticipation formed low in your belly, and you thanked the heavens that Sukuna was holding your shoulders firmly because you did not trust your own legs at that moment.
The second kiss was not as calm and contained as the first. His lips were now on your neck, and his hands finished undoing the last buttons of your dress. Tired of being teased, you turned around the moment your dress fell to your feet, forming a pile of fabric on the floor. You did not know where that attitude came from, but you used the courage that took over your body and pulled Sukuna into a messy, hot kiss that made you stagger back a little.
Sukunaβs hands gripped your hips, keeping you firm on the ground and preventing you from falling with the intensity that you two were clinging to each other. When you finally released him, your lips were pulsing, wet from his saliva. You immediately missed his mouth.
"I knew there was a fire in you, princess." He smiled and pushed you lightly until your legs touched the bed. "Lay down there for me like a good girl, okay?"
You nodded and immediately obeyed. Your body fell onto the bed while you focused on not shrinking under his piercing gaze. You were more exposed than ever in the presence of a man, something that had never happened before. A large, sudden wave of shame threatened to start panic, but before you made any move to cover yourself, Sukunaβs voice stopped you.
"Beautiful." He said as if he truly admired you, and you immediately felt your face heat up.
His words were firm as always. He did not leave any room for doubt, and he did not speak as if it were just his opinion. Sukuna simply stated it. He always said everything as if it were a fact.
Suddenly, he was already on top of you. He did not kiss you in a rush this time. The mess and desperation of the previous kiss were not there. Sukuna placed a long and delicate seal on your lips. Then his mouth went all over your body. You gasped every time you felt his saliva go lower and his lips started to touch places you never imagined were kissable before.
"What are youβ" You tried to lift your head to understand why his kisses were going so low, but it fell back, and a shiver took over your body when you felt his mouth touch your intimacy.
"I need to get you ready for me, sweetheart." Sukuna warned, and then he licked your most sensitive spot, pulling a louder moan from your throat. "Damn, you are so hot."
Sukunaβs mouth continued to work on your vagina. He alternated between licks and sucks on your pleasure point. Soon, it was also his fingers that were giving you pleasure. Sukuna penetrated you slowly, but even so, you felt so good that you feared your hands gripping his shoulders would leave nail marks on his skin. You were in heaven. The sensations he provided were nothing compared to what you imagined sex was.
But suddenly, everything stopped. Sukunaβs fingers moved away from you and he stood up from where he was crouching. You let out a murmur of clear discontent, making him laugh a little.
"Impatient, huh?" He smiled at you. "Do not worry, love. I will give you what this pussy really needs."
Your face heated up with his vulgar words, and then it heated up even more when you realized he was removing the only piece of underwear covering his body. His member broke free from his clothing, and you could not help the gasp of astonishment that left your mouth. You must have been staring at him with a lot of shock because Sukuna was raising an eyebrow at you with amusement.
"So, does it look like the illustrations in your books?" He teased.
Actually, it looked different. Much bigger than you had thought. But of course, you would not say that in a loud tone.
"I expected more." You lied.
Sukuna laughed at your clear lie. βIβm hurt.β
He was on top of you again, this time with more care. His body did not weigh on yours, it just hovered above you while he continued to analyze you.
"I admire you too much." He corrected you.
Your heart raced more than normal, and you forced yourself to remember that he probably only said those things because he did not want you to change your mind. His desire was for your body, nothing more than that.
"I need you to stay calm." Sukuna used a soft tone you had never heard him use. You did not even imagine he could speak like that. "You are shaking."
"It is cold." That was the excuse you found.
"Yes, it is." He gave a small smirk.
You were not looking, but you could feel it the moment he positioned himself between your legs and used his knees to make you open up more for him. Your mouth opened and a loud moan of pain and discomfort left your lips when you finally felt him start to enter you. He murmured some words of encouragement to you and placed some kisses on your forehead.
"I-Is that everything?" Your forehead furrowed.
"I am halfway there, sweetheart." Sukuna answered with a grunt.
Sukuna kissed you to distract you. You accepted it with enthusiasm and lost yourself in the sensation of his lips taking yours and his fingers that insisted on touching your pleasure point and leaving you on the edge of delirium. You felt pressure and opened your mouth to let out a moan of pain that soon turned into a moan of pleasure when Sukuna rubbed your clitoris harder.
"There, that is it. Fuck, you are so tight." He let out a hoarse moan and used all his strength not to simply start penetrating you hard and taking you at that instant.
"K-Kuna." You moaned, not knowing what else to say. It was all too much at that moment. The sensations were confusing you and you could not tell what was pleasure and what was not.
"Just tell me when I can move, okay?" He removed the strands of hair that insisted on falling onto your face, and you just nodded in encouragement to him.
The first thrust was not so pleasant. The feeling was as if he were invading an area that did not have permission to enter. But after a few slow and patient thrusts, you were no longer as uncomfortable as you were initially.
"Y-You are big." Your voice came out shakier than you intended, but you did not care. At that moment, the only thing you wanted was for Sukuna to know how much he was filling you and how good it felt.
"Are you feeling good?" He asked, and you immediately nodded. "Use your words, princess. I want to know how good my cock is making you feel."
"S-So good." You answered amid the moans. "I am feeling so good."
Your hands also became bolder. Instead of just resting on Sukunaβs shoulders, you allowed them to explore his bare chest. He seemed to be enjoying it. At times, he gave you looks of encouragement or responded to your touches with hoarse moans that made your walls tighten more around his cock.
At some point, you dared to follow his rhythm. Your hips moved to meet his to match his thrusts. Sukuna grabbed one of your bouncing breasts with his mouth, and his tongue rolled over the entire sensitive area of your nipple, making you immediately writhe.
A new sensation was forming in your belly. The combination of stimulation took you further and further to the edge, and you felt more and more that something was coming.
"Kuna, I..." You could not even finish the sentence without moaning. The pleasure was messing with your mind and turning you into a tearful and anxious mess.
"I know, I know.β He murmured in encouragement and accelerated the thrusts inside you. "Come for me, princess. Let me feel you come on my cock."
He did not need to say anything else. That was exactly the encouragement you needed to be pushed over the edge. Your orgasm hit you with force. The moan you let out was so loud that you had no doubt the guards in the hall heard you. You felt your intimacy tighten even more around Sukunaβs member, and the response he gave you was a loud grunt that indicated he was coming right after you.
"Fuck, you are going to make me cum, princess. You feel so fucking good..." Only a few more thrusts were needed to the man on top of you collapse.
Sukunaβs hot semen filled you and for the first time you noticed his self-control leave his body. His breathing in your ear was too heavy, and you could not help but feel a little victorious for making him reach that state.
After a few seconds, Sukuna removed his softened cock from inside you and allowed you to breathe easier. He fell to your side on the bed and you both remained silent for a moment, just enjoying each otherβs presence and the weight of what had just happened.
Well, you closed your eyes and ignored those thoughts. The last thing you needed now was to worry about the consequences of your actions.
All you needed now was to sleep. Sukuna would ignore you and pretend nothing had happened, so you could do the same. Nothing else needed to be said between you, even you understood that, even though you did not know how to deal with it.
To say that you were surprised when you felt Sukunaβs arm wrap around your waist and pull you close to his bare body was an understatement. That was the last thing you expected at that moment. You were not complaining, but you were not commenting either, so you just allowed him to pull you against his body.
Sukuna did not say anything. You did not say anything.
A silent agreement was signed at that moment. Both understood.
And with that agreement placing a distance between you two, you allowed yourself to fall asleep in his arms.
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You did not know what had woken you up. Whether it had been the wind coming through the open windows or the sound of footsteps echoing through the dark room.
Behind you, Sukuna had not moved. He still slept and breathed heavily while holding your bare body tightly against his. The return of the sound of footsteps forced your gaze to turn away from the sleeping man beside you. For a moment, you thought about waking him up, but you soon gave up when you noticed the peace he was in at that moment.
Very carefully, you removed Sukunaβs arm that was grabbed around your waist. For a moment you thought he would wake up, but he just shifted a little in bed and went back to sleep in a few seconds. After your success in getting away from him, you stood up slowly and sat on the bed.
Another noise in the room caught your attention. Your head turned quickly toward the door and you managed to catch it closing. Someone was really in the room. You got up in a hurry and put on your nightgown and then put a robe over it, then you ran immediately toward the door.
Your forehead furrowed. Even though it was late at night, the presence of guards there was always evident. This should have been the sign for you to go back to the room and alert Sukuna, but instead, you closed the door and started walking through the dark hallway. The silhouette of a man appeared at the end of the hallway suddenly. You did not see his face, but it was clear that he had turned to you before turning at the end of the hallway.
You ran again, knowing where that hallway would lead. To the throne room. Your bare feet hit the cold floor of the castle, just as you did when you were a child. This time there was no tutor or nanny running after you to scold you, not even a guard. It was just you and the silent darkness that hugged you more and more with every centimeter covered.
The door of the great hall did not close, but the cape of the figure that ran was the last thing you managed to see before he isolated himself inside the dark place. Your steps were calmer this time. Your breathing accelerated and a cold shiver went through your whole body as you got closer and closer to your destination. Still, you did not give up. You did not turn back toward the safety and comfort of Sukunaβs quarters. You kept moving forward, determined to finish what you started.
The hall was darker than you imagined. Empty and cold, even with all the windows closed, the only thing visible at that moment was the great throne highlighted in the back of the place, with a familiar presence in front of you.
"Father?" Your voice came out weak. You did not know how you did not choke or stutter when pronouncing the words that had not left your lips for so long.
The man, your father, finally turned to you.
He looked exactly as he always had, before everything happened. Before the illness and stress took over his body and left him fragile and debilitated with the scars of suffering. He even looked younger, exactly as you remembered him when your mother was alive.
"My daughter." He said with a hoarse voice, and you had to swallow a sob to not cry right there.
Your cautious and heavy steps took you deeper into the throne room and close to your father. Your walking was fast but careful, as if you feared the smallest movement would make your father disappear and go far away from you once again.
"Father!" You risked saying again. A wide smile formed on your face when you realized he was not going away. Your steps toward him started to speed up.
But then you realized something was not entirely right. The more you tried to get close to your father, the more distant he seemed. No matter how many steps you took, it seemed you never left your starting spot. You were not getting close to him. Reaching him became impossible.
"What have you done?" The disgust and reproach in your fatherβs voice made you stop your walk and shrink in front of him.
Not close. Never close enough.
"W-What?" You could not help but stutter. Your father had already scolded you several times. He had already used rigid tones to scold and correct you. But he never, ever had spoken to you like this, as if he were disgusted by his own daughter.
"How could you?" He repeated. "That man killed me, and you lie down by his side as if it were nothing."
"I-I did not... he did not do that." You could not find firmness in your own words.
Your fatherβs eyes had darkened. His face was no longer healthy and youthful as before. Now the illness had taken him again, like the last time you had seen him. His face was becoming more and more distorted as the traits of the ailment became present once again, reversing the health you once knew.
"You donβt even know the man you chose to be by your side." He shook his head and looked at you as if he did not recognize you.
The wounds on his face became more visible.
"I didnβt choose him, Iβ"
"Liar!" He shouted, interrupting your speech.
"He didnβt kill you." You stated once again, trying to believe in your own voice. "You died because of the disease. It took you, it was not Ryomenβs faultβ"
"You are defending him. You defend the man who usurped your throne and installed chaos in the kingdom for pure fun."
"You lie down beside the man who murdered your father and call it passion." He accused.
"Stop!" You could not stop your voice from coming out louder than it should have. "That is not true, that is not true!"
"Foolish girl!" This time, it was he who was approaching while you tried to take a few steps back. "Do you think it will be different? Do you really think you will be able to change him? That man has no love inside him. Do you think he has any interest in returning your silly feelings? His only interest is to use you."
"Stop it!" You begged, with several tears running down your face this time. That could not be your father. He would never speak to you that way. You turned around and walked faster toward the door which was now closed.
"But there will come a moment when you will no longer be useful to him." He continued. "And then he will finally be able to discard youβ"
"Shut up!" You pulled hard, but the door would not open.
"And he will kill you the same way he killed me." Your father completed.
Your head was bursting. You refused to look back and face the distorted image of the man you once called father. You screamed while trying to push the door, but it would not open.
You screamed one more time, pushed and punched, but it was useless. Nothing happened.
The door did not open, but your eyes did.
You were back in the room, lying in bed beside Sukuna.
In fact, you had never left that room.
It had been a long time since you had nightmares like that, so real that they left you with a huge headache when you finally woke up. Dreams like that were common when your mother died and also returned in the nights following your fatherβs death, but even so, you couldn't get used to the reality of it all.
Your head turned slightly to face the man behind you. Surprisingly, Sukuna still slept peacefully. His expression was severe as always, but if you looked closely, you could perceive a light soft glow on his face that was not present in the moments when he was awake.
"That man killed me, and you lie down by his side as if it were nothing."
Your eyes closed again. Your fatherβs voice was still clear in your mind, as if he were really here minutes ago yelling at you while pointing out the madness of your actions. You knew it was just the inner guilt you felt speaking louder and taking over your mind, but even so, it was not easy to go through it.
Opening your eyes, you forced yourself to lie down in bed again, this time taking care not to touch Sukuna so much and wake him up. The last thing you needed was to look into his eyes and remember the whole experience you had had. Looking at the window, you noticed that the night was just beginning. There were still many hours ahead before the sun made itself present.
Your eyes closed again, but this time, sleep did not come anymore.
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