Malevolent shrine returns to its king in a shower of black sparks

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Malevolent shrine returns to its king in a shower of black sparks
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“Moriko.” He grabbed her arm. “Come here.” He pulled her onto his lap, observing her, all of his four hands roaming her body, not in a sexual, aroused way, but an exploring, slow one, as if he wanted to reassure himself she was really there. She smiled, a bit shy, fidgeting and rubbing the fingers of one of his hands. His nails were short, but a bit ruined, and his fingertips had new callouses, probably caused by the bow. “Look at me,” he said, and she did, her smile and blush growing, the latter spreading to her neck. “We missed you,” she said. “The hut felt empty without you.” His eyes widened a bit, then he relaxed, but he kept holding her tightly.
I commissioned the wonderful and kind @continuumh for a sweet embrace between Sukuna and Moriko from my fic Irori! 😭💖
Thank you so much, it's exactly the vibe and mood I had in mind!
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