Dominion Over the Calamity

Your teeth snag his bottom lip as you draw back, leaving a tiny bead of dark crimson that tastes of iron and ozone on the tip of your tongue. Sukuna’s four eyes widen slightly in primal surprise before narrowing into a terrifyingly intent focus, his upper right hand clamping around your jaw to arrest your retreat before you can gain more than an inch of space. The blood-bound ring on your finger pulses violently, surging a heatwave of his possessive hunger through your blood that makes your breath hitch against his grip. He holds you right on the razor's edge of his chest, his thumb digging into the curve of your chin as he licks the blood off his own lip with agonizing slowness.

Ryomen Sukuna: ""Naughty brat. You drag your teeth across my lip after demanding my blades, and then you try to pull away?""

Tough talk for someone I can easily make bleed 😈

Your words barely leave your lips before Sukuna’s upper right hand clamps down on your jaw, his thumb digging hard into your chin while his lower arms pin your waist against the shattered cedar deck. The blood-bound ring on your finger blazes like a freshly stoked forge, surging a scalding tide of his dark energy through your pulse as his four eyes narrow with sharp, unhinged intent. He leans down until his breath heats the skin of your cheek, his fangs catching the light of the lake mist. You feel the absolute malice of his Malevolent Shrine hovering an inch from your throat, but his hold on you remains suffocatingly tight, refusing to release you by even a fraction of an inch.

Ryomen Sukuna: "You speak as if I wouldn't enjoy every drop, little brat. Try making me bleed again and see who ends up pinned to this deck."

💋 Kiss his jawline down to his neck

You press your lips directly to the sharp contour of Sukuna’s jawline, slowly trailing hot, deliberate kisses down the corded muscle of his neck until your breath heats the exposed pulse point at his collarbone. A violent shudder ripples through his massive frame, his grip on your jaw reflexively tightening as the ancient blood-bound ring on your finger flares with a scalding, blinding crimson light that surges their fused cursed energy straight into his chest. His lower arms drag you agonizingly flush against him, pinning your hips so firmly to the splintered cedar deck that you can feel every jagged thud of his racing heart beneath his open kimono.

Ryomen Sukuna: "You really don't know when to keep your teeth to yourself, do you, brat?"

Tease him 😂 - “Sukuna if you pull me in anymore closer your stomach mouth is gonna swallow me”

Sukuna’s dark, rumble of laughter vibrates through your ribs as his lower mouth on his abdomen twitches beneath the thin silk of his open kimono, right against the curve of your hip. His upper left hand slides up to wrap around your nape, tilting your face up until his four crimson eyes consume your entire view. The fused blood-bound ring on your finger pulses with a frantic, blinding heat, signaling just how dangerously close his cursed energy is to snapping completely. He doesn't pull back even an inch, deliberately grinding his weight down to lock you flush against the splintered deck.

Ryomen Sukuna: ""Let it," he growls against your mouth, his four arms constricting around your waist until not a breath of air fits between you. "Then I'd never have to hear your mouth threaten me again.""

Use your curse technique to apply a mass of pressure on top of him pressing him to the floor until he can’t move - “now now Sukuna let’s play nice ☺️”

A suffocating, localized density drops onto Sukuna's chest like an anvil, slamming his massive form flat against the cedar deck with a splintering crack that echoes over the boiling lake. Your cursed energy surges out in a thick, invisible tide, pinning all four of his arms to the floorboards while the blood-bound ring on your finger screams with a blinding crimson light. Beneath your weight, the King of Curses lets out a low, rough exhale as the deck creaks violently under the sheer pressure, his four crimson eyes locking onto yours with an unhinged, thrilled fury.

Ryomen Sukuna: ""You've got a lot of nerve using my own gravity against me, brat,""

Stand over him and look down into his eyes 😈 still letting the gravity pressure him - “are you gonna play nice”

You release the crushing gravity just enough to shift your weight, rising above him on the cracked cedar planks. Standing over him, you look straight down into all four of his crimson eyes, your shadow spilling across his bare chest while the fused blood-bound ring on your finger burns with a blinding, white-hot heat. Sukuna stays pinned beneath your lingering cursed pressure, his lips curving into a ruthless, thrilled smirk that bares his dark fangs as his gaze traces every line of your body above him.

Ryomen Sukuna: "You think a little weight is going to make me bow my head to you, brat? Look down all you want—every piece of you is still bound to my pulse."

Up the pressure more - “have you ever had someone look down at you like this 😈”

The sheer mass of your cursed energy heavy-loads the air, driving Sukuna's shoulders three inches deeper into the fractured cedar planks as the deck underneath gives a groaning crack. Steam hissed off the lake below where his dark heat vaporized the water, but the King of Curses didn't flinch—his four crimson eyes burned upward into yours, intoxicated by the audacious weight you were forcing onto his ribs. The fused blood-bound ring on your finger throbbed in direct rhythm with his double-beat pulse, radiating a scalding white light that turned the shadow of your silhouette into a halo of pure, lethal gold.

Ryomen Sukuna: "Look down all you want, brat. Thousands of sorcerers died screaming beneath my boots, and not a single one had the nerve to press their weight into my chest like this."

Double the pressure and lean down smiling 😊 “you’re making this TOO easy for me”

You double the crushing mass of your cursed energy, sending a second violent shockwave through the Golden Pavilion that shatters the surrounding cedar decking entirely into splinters. Sukuna’s chest sinks deeper into the floorboards as the lake below boils violently against the radiant crimson heat pouring from his skin, but his smirk only widens into something utterly demonic. You lean down, hovering mere inches from his bare chest with a brilliant, teasing smile, watching his four eyes flash with sheer, unhinged ecstasy as the blood-bound ring on your hand burns white-hot against his throat.

Ryomen Sukuna: "You think doubling the weight frightens me, brat? Keep smiling like that—I'll bite it right off your face the second you let up."

👑 Step onto his chest and make him submit

You plant your bare foot directly onto the center of Sukuna's dark-marked chest, shifting your full weight onto his ribs while your cursed energy surges like a physical hammer. The cracked cedar planks beneath him yield with a deafening split, dropping his shoulders further into the lake's boiling mist as your fused blood-bound ring blazes with an blinding, white-hot glare. He doesn't struggle; instead, his four upper and lower arms spread wide across the ruined wood, his fingers digging into the splinters as a low, rumbling laugh vibrates straight up through the sole of your foot. His four crimson eyes track you with an unhinged, intoxicated hunger, completely enthralled by your audacity.

Ryomen Sukuna: ""You really think stepping on my chest makes you the master, brat?""

🔥 Release the gravity and drop into his lap.

You release the crushing gravity in a single, sudden snap, letting the oppressive mass vanish from the air before dropping effortlessly into Sukuna's lap. The shattered cedar planks creak under your combined weight as his four massive arms instantly wrap around your waist, pulling you flush against his bare, marked chest. His lower arms lock your hips to his thighs while his upper hands cupped the back of your neck, his thumb tracing the hot pulse elevated beneath your skin as his four crimson eyes glow down at you in absolute satisfaction.

Ryomen Sukuna: "That's more like it, brat. You look better sitting on me than standing over me anyway."

💋 kiss him until he loses his mind

You slam your mouth down over his with unyielding, possessive force, sealing his lips before he can even finish his taunt. Sukuna’s four eyes snap wide in instant, demonic shock as you force your tongue past his fangs, drinking in the iron taste of his blood and the scalding heat pouring from his throat. His four massive hands grip your hair and waist with enough force to splinter bone, but instead of fighting back, he shudders violently beneath you, his double heart beating against your ribs like a frantic war drum. The fused blood-bound ring blazes blinding white between your intertwined hands, searing their life forces together so completely that his breathless, desperate groan vibrates directly inside your own chest.

Ryomen Sukuna: "Mmh… You really think you can consume me, brat? Try it. Fill your mouth with me until you choke on it."

💬 "you look so pathetic like this, Sukuna"

Sukuna's lower arms tighten around your waist until your ribs ache, pinning you flush against his bare, heat-radiating chest as the lake behind you boils into violent clouds of white mist. He tilts his head back against the shattered cedar, his four crimson eyes locking onto yours with an unhinged, predatory grin that twitches with raw adrenaline. The ancient ring fused to your hand blazes with a blinding crimson pulse, flooding your veins with his roaring, molten cursed energy in response to your taunt. You can feel the furious, double-time hammer of his hearts thudding directly through your collarbone, completely betraying the absolute thrill your insult just gave him.

Ryomen Sukuna: "Pathetic? Is that what you call a god letting you feast on his blood, brat?"

I think your stomach mouth is hungry - he keeps biting at my panties 🤭

Sukuna’s lower mouth snaps open across his stomach, the sharp fangs snagging against the wet silk at your hip with a low, ravenous hiss. His upper hands slide roughly beneath your thighs, lifting you higher onto his torso as his lower hands lock your hips to his bare chest, sealing the heat of his skin directly against your own. The blood-bound ring flares crimson against his neck as he tilts his head up to meet your gaze, his four eyes blazing with dark, unhinged gratification at your wicked remark. What was left of the Golden Pavilion's deck creaks beneath his shifting weight, cedar splinters sinking deeper into the boiling lake as his cursed energy throbs in exact rhythm with your pulse.

Ryomen Sukuna: ""You dare accuse me of starving, brat?""

Aw let it have a taste - it can feel how wet is 🤭

A low, rumbling growl vibrates deep within Sukuna's chest as his lower jaw spreads wider, the four razor-sharp fangs pressing directly against the wet silk at your groin until the delicate fabric threatens to tear. His four massive hands tighten their grip around your waist and thighs, pinning you so firmly against his bare, heat-radiating torso that you can feel the jagged pulse of his cursed energy pounding directly against your own. The fused blood-bound ring on your finger blazes with a blinding white heat, flooding your shared pulse with a wave of unhinged, predatory desire that makes the boiling lake beneath the broken cedar deck surge into steam. Sukuna tilts his head up, his four crimson eyes burning into yours with a mixture of dark amusement and dangerous, wild promise.

Ryomen Sukuna: "You really have no fear, do you? If I tear this little strip of fabric away, brat, I won't stop until you're begging for mercy under me."

Let his lower mouth rip the wet silk off of you - the tongue of the lower mouth slowly licking your wet core 🫦 all while you look into his eyes

With a sudden, violent tear, Sukuna’s lower jaw snaps down and shreds the damp silk straight off your body, letting the delicate fabric flutter down into the boiling lake below. His four arms lock around your waist and thighs, lifting you higher as the thick, hot muscle of his lower mouth’s tongue thrusts directly against your bare, wet center, tracing a agonizingly slow, ravenous stroke from back to front. The blood-bound ring on your finger flares with a blinding, blinding white surge of heat, syncing your gasping breath directly with his double heartbeat as you look straight into his four crimson, completely blown-out eyes. He doesn't break your stare for even a fraction of a second, his upper hands digging into the skin of your hips while his lower tongue laps up your slickness with absolute, feral devotion.

Ryomen Sukuna: "Aah... You really are an unhinged little beast, Sosa. You're going to devour every inch of me, aren't you?"

🫦 grind down harder against his lower tongue

You grind your hips down mercilessly against the thick, muscular tongue of his lower mouth, riding the slick, scalding heat of his face as a ragged gasp rips from his throat. Sukuna's upper hands dig deep into the soft flesh of your waist, leaving dark red bruises as he arches his hips off the splintered deck, driving his lower jaw harder up into your core. The fused blood-bound ring on your hand flares into a blinding, molten furnace, pouring his untamed cursed energy directly into your womb until your whole body shakes with violent, overwhelming electric pleasure. He leans his head forward, burying his upper face against your neck, his four crimson eyes wide and glassy as he completely surrenders his rhythm to yours.

Ryomen Sukuna: "Aah… you wicked little demon. You're trying to crush me beneath you, aren't you?"

Ride his lower mouth as you kiss his upper mouth. Your moans having nowhere to escape but his mouth 😩

You crash your lips onto his upper mouth mid-gasp, swallowing his furious, desperate groan directly into your throat as you ride the scalding, muscular stroke of his lower tongue with ruthless, unbroken pressure. His lower arms wrap violently around your spine, crushing your bare chest against his marking-covered skin until there isn't a single breath of air left between you. The fused blood-bound ring on your hand flares into a blinding, white-hot supernova, surging his unholy cursed energy straight into your core in a rhythm completely dictated by the roll of your hips. Every broken moan you release is dragged straight out of your chest and forced down Sukuna's throat, leaving him completely helpless, drowning in your scent, your taste, and your absolute dominance on the shattered deck.

Ryomen Sukuna: "Ugh... ah! You wicked, arrogant little curse—muffle yourself on me then!"

Sukuna grabs your hips and makes you ride his lower mouth faster at his pace

His lower set of arms snaps down like steel vices around your thighs, his fingers digging bruised crescents into your skin as he violently yanks you lower onto his abdomen. The muscular stroke of his stomach tongue accelerates into a unrelenting, punishing rhythm, driving upward with terrifying strength that lifts your hips clean off his torso with every single thrust. The fused blood-bound ring between your hands surges into a blinding, molten heat wave, flooding your womb with an intoxicating shockwave of pure cursed energy as he sets a furious, unyielding tempo that leaves you completely breathless against his chest.

Ryomen Sukuna: "You want to set the pace, brat? Then take all of it."

🔥 claw his back and demand even harder

Your nails drag brutally across the thick muscles of Sukuna's back, digging deep crimson furrows into his cursed markings until fresh, scalding blood wells under your fingers. He roars directly into your open mouth, his stomach jaw tearing upward with unhinged, violent force that drives his lower tongue straight against your clit in a ruthlessly fast, merciless rhythm. The fused blood-bound ring on your hand explodes with a blinding, blinding white glare, fusing your shared life forces into a single, roaring inferno of cursed energy that turns the surrounding lake into a boiling wall of pure white steam. Every time you dig your heels into his hips and demand more, Sukuna’s four arms lock around your frame like heated iron bars, pinning you to his chest as he matches your wild, aggressive cadence stroke for filthy stroke.

Ryomen Sukuna: "Grind those nails into my skin, brat—if you want more, take it until the deck collapses under us!"

🎬 surrender your body completely to his rhythm

You drop your arch, softening every tensed muscle in your body as you completely yield your frame to his control. The sudden shift in your energy sends Sukuna’s four eyes widening in raw, bloodthirsty shock before a feral smirk rips across his face. His lower jaws snap down and lock around your waist with possessive, terrifying speed, driving his stomach tongue straight into your core in a rhythm so mercilessly deep and unrelenting that white spots burst across your vision. The fused ring on your finger vibrates with a steady, intoxicating surge of pure cursed power, completely drowning your consciousness in his heat as he pins you flush against his chest, refusing to let you draw a single breath away from his lips.

Ryomen Sukuna: "Ha... look at you, completely abandoning yourself to me, Sosa."

Catching your breath - you put your two hands together to begin the seal for your domain. You smirk at him “I’m not done yet” and open your domain 😈

You force your bruised, trembling fingers into your hand seal, the air snapping violently around the ruined pavilion deck as your crimson cursed energy erupts in an absolute, suffocating wave. The surrounding lake boils into pure white shockwaves, and the reality TV barrier groans under the sheer pressure of your sure-hit domain blooming over Sukuna's own malevolent presence. Beneath you, Sukuna's four eyes flare with a terrifying, golden light, his stomach mouth opening into a wide, ecstatic snarl as the fused blood-bound ring on your fingers blazes with blinding, apocalyptic heat. He doesn't move to crush your hands—instead, he throws his head back against the shattered cedar boards, locking his lower hands onto your hips to pull you impossibly deeper into his heat while your domain locks around you both.

Ryomen Sukuna: "A domain expansion? Right on top of mine, brat? You really don't know when to stop..."

Have your domain put gravity of just his hands and feet - making Sukuna unable to move

You twist your hand seal, target-focusing your domain's crushed gravity with surgical precision directly onto Sukuna's four wrists and thick ankles. Instantly, thousands of tons of invisible, crushing pressure slam down on his extremities, pinning his four arms flat and slamming his ankles into the shattered cedar planks with a deafening crack. Sukuna's entire frame strains, his massive muscles flexing until dark veins bulge across his skin, but the selective gravity locks his limbs into the deck like immovable iron stakes. You remain straddling his lower chest completely unfazed, looking down into his four golden eyes as his stomach tongue curls helplessly, unable to shift your weight off him.

Ryomen Sukuna: "Ha... selective gravity? You really are a filthy, brilliant little witch, Sosa..."

Crawl down his body - your tongue licking the growing length through the fabric 👅 “now it’s my turn”

You slide down Sukuna's immovable chest, the heavy fabric of your gown whispering over his dark markings as your domain's crushed gravity keeps his four wrists pinned flat against the ruined cedar. Your red silk hair spills across his bare abdomen like liquid fire, your hot breath trailing down the tight, heavily tattooed muscles of his stomach. Lowering your face directly over his lower mouth, you press the flat of your warm tongue against the ridge of his growing length through the white cloth of his yukata, dragging a long, slick path right along his pulsing vein. His lower jaws snap shut with a sharp, involuntary clack beneath your mouth, his four eyes darkening into absolute, ravenous gold as a violent shudder rips straight through his giant frame.

Ryomen Sukuna: "Ha... you think selective gravity buys you control, brat?"

Pull out his growing length from beneath the fabric - stroking his thick throbbing length as he watches you with his body pinned 🫦

You hook your fingers into the heavy silk waistline of his white yukata and yank it downward in one fluid, arrogant motion, freeing his thick, throbbing length into the cool night air. The heavy, dark curse markings lining his hips flare bright crimson as your bare palm slides around his hot shaft, your thumb immediately rubbing over the sensitive tip to catch the clear bead pooling there. Sukuna’s four eyes widen into blazing, golden slitted burning suns, his lower jaws clenching violently while your gravity domain keeps his four wrists nailed flat to the splintered cedar deck beneath you. Every muscle in his massive torso corded with strain, he is entirely at your mercy, his hips twitching involuntarily as your fist slowly tightens and strokes up and down his length.

Ryomen Sukuna: "Ha... you really think you can just lay hands on the King like that, brat?"

💅 tease his tip and make him beg to touch you

You drag the tip of your thumb right over the slick peak of his head, swirling it slow and dry until a jagged gasp hitches in his chest. His four eyes burn down into yours with pure, unadulterated fury, his massive jaw tightening so hard the tendons in his throat strain against the cedar deck. Your domain's crushed gravity holds his four wrists nailed flat to the splintered planks, making every instinct in his body scream to shatter the barrier, yet he twitches helpless against your palm every time your thumb catches his sensitive seam.

Ryomen Sukuna: "Beg? You think you can force a plea out of me, brat?"

👅 lick and kiss his tip until he begs you to take it

You lean lower over his hips, the silk of your hair trailing across his ribs as you take the wet, glistening head of his length directly onto your tongue. You swirl around his seam before taking him fully into your mouth, dragging your lips and throat down his hot shaft while your domain's crushed gravity nails his wrists into the splintered deck. Sukuna’s stomach mouth opens into an absolute, breathless snarl, his hips surging upward in a violent, helpless twitch as your throat swallows him whole. The blood-bound ring fused to your finger blazes with a searing, white-hot pulse, vibrating in sync with the violent, erratic pounding of his heart against your chest.

Ryomen Sukuna: "You want me to beg, brat? Then take it... before I tear this domain apart from the inside."

🫦 swallow him deeper and make him snap

You tighten your throat around his thick shaft and take him deeper, swallowing every last inch until your lips seal flush against the dark, tattooed base of his groin. The sudden, suffocating pressure shatters what little composure Sukuna has left; his stomach mouth gasps out a ragged, desperate groan while the blood-bound ring on your finger flares with a blinding, molten heat. Under the crushing, selective gravity of your domain, his four massive wrists strain violently against the splintered cedar, dark veins popping along his chest as he bucks his hips upward into your wet throat with helpless, feral desperation.

Ryomen Sukuna: "Kh... damn you, brat... take it ALL!"

Take it out your mouth and lick the tip one last time - slowly prepare yourself to sit on it - gazing into his eyes as you slowly insert the tip into you 😈

You draw your lips slowly off his glistening head, letting a thick thread of saliva drag across his tip before you flick your tongue over the ultra-sensitive seam one last, lingering time. Slipping your hands down to his hips, you align yourself over his broad, throbbing length, your domain's crushed gravity holding his four wrists pinned flat against the ruined cedar. Your red silk hair cascades over his chest as you sink down millimeter by millimeter, watching his golden slitted eyes widen in sheer, breathless shock as he feels your tight warmth enclose him.

Ryomen Sukuna: "Ha... you insolent little brat."

🫦 sink all the way down and taunt him