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It's been months since Shibuya when the world seems to shift. Fushiguro had been banned from trying to make contact with Itadori, but he'd be damned if he hadn't tried to break that ban every day. He just couldn't find him and no one knew where he was being held. The shaman knew he was alive, but that was it and it was driving him crazy. At least, he thought that had been crazy. It was nothing to what he felt now.

Last week, Ieiri had come to him unceremoniously and told him to pack a bag. There was a rush to her words that told him to hurry. He went as quickly as he could and then they were walking. They didn't even leave the school. Instead, entering the main administration building and going downstairs he never knew were there. The stairs are a fifteen-minute trek down and a hope enters his chest that he'll see Itadori. That has to be it. Except they get down to the bottom and there is one door and Toge and Todo are standing there, looking like absolute hell. His eyes scan the other boys and he's alarmed at the amount of blood on them. Both of them nod at him, but Todo says nothing which makes something in Fushiguro feel anxious. Something had happened.

Ieiri leads him into the room, but the other two don't follow them. It's cramped and has a bed, a toilet, and a shower. A cell. He looks at Ieiri in question, but she just frowns. “You must stay here, Fushiguro. For the sake of yourself and others, please just stay here. No fuss, okay?” He nods dumbly.

“Was it Itadori?” The rigidness of the doctor's back is enough of an answer. He screws his eyes shut and sighs deeply.

“If someone comes that is not our side...if they come I want you to do anything you can, but if you think you can't win...” His green eyes widen in shock, but they both hear an alarm shrieking and she's going out the door. He can hear the door close and then it's gone like there had never been a door.

He's trapped here.

The room provided food and water to him when needed and dimmed the lights for him to sleep. It was an isolation chamber, he'd read on them. Particularly dangerous sorcerers were put in them to keep others safe and to keep the hands of other sorcerers clean. He's been stuck in this room for two months now. His shikigami keep him company, more so Kuro who had always been a cuddler but after the loss of his twin had grown even more attached to the shaman. When month two leads into almost month three he wants to start yelling, but he knew that wouldn't help him. He missed people. He missed Itadori. The other boy would have made this time seem fun, would have warmed him, and kept the creeping loneliness at bay.

There is a small positive for him in all this. Megumi is being sent books somehow and he goes through them quickly, making a wall of them already. He wants a phone. Wants to know why he has been put here, locked away like a criminal. By month four the books stop coming and he knows at month five that whoever was left in charge of him put the system on auto. The food is the same and he can't stomach it any more than once every other day. His hair has gotten long, now able to be tied back or made into a messy bun.

Kuro is almost always with him now. During month six he realizes he may never leave this room and cries, truly cries. Never getting answers to why he was here. His shikigami surrounds him that day and he realizes he just wants freedom again. He screams, but his voice has gone unused for so long that it sounds like a hoarse groan. He massages his throat, but what does he need to worry for? There is no one to talk to anyway.

At month seven there is sound all around him and he startles, the book he is rereading falling to the ground. Kuro growls and the shaman is quick to look at the appearing door. He breathes in deeply, preparing for what will come next, hoping it is someone he knows. In his heart, he wants it to be Itadori. Face smiling and looking bashful, an apology on his lips for letting him be here for so long. Wants him to come towards him, strong hands grabbing his hips, and...It's not Itadori. Fushiguro's hands go up immediately because the white-haired person who enters is a stranger to him.

“Ah, wonderful! Master will be so pleased.” The being says, face a mask of self-satisfaction. Kuro growls next to him and he narrows his own eyes, ready to command. The being before them is strong and old, from the energy alone. It puts its hands up and looks to appease him. “Come, come, Blessing. No need for that, or shall I kill your two little bodyguards?” As if to make a point, he stands aside and he can see both Todo and Toge lying motionless on the floor. It's a close-quarters fight and he knows that the chance of him winning is slim. Ieiri had told him that if he thought he would lose...

“Kuro.” He looks to the dog that turns to him. “End it.” The code word had his shikigami facing him and the curse behind them blinking before his Divine Dog had his throat in its mouth and was biting down. Only for the teeth to just puncture when it was wrenched off. Green eyes looked to see the curse smiling at him, eyes scrunched and holding Kuro's now broken jaw in its hands. He was quick to recall his shikigami before it could be killed.

“That's not happening. Master would be so displeased with us both.” It sighs before grabbing his hair and dragging him to inspect his neck. It tsks and then looks at him like he was a misbehaving child. “Now I have to kill one of your friends.” The shaman is quick to grab the hand on him and tries to use it to pull the other off and down to the ground. It's probably his own fault for not working out as much and not eating, but he isn't managing anything.

“I'll listen.” His voice is a hoarse thing and a sigh falls from the being.

“He did say not to hurt you too much, but extra baggage is annoying.” It hums and then looks to the room. “Stay.” He commands and the boy does as it drags the two other boys inside the room. “The room provides, correct?” He nods, but a sickening realization fills him. Whoever this is means to leave the two here. They'll be stuck forever. “Would you prefer I kill them?”

The shaman swallows hard, shutting his eyes in resignation, hoping the two will find a way out. He hadn't tried so maybe it would be easy. The monk, he thinks it must be, grabs at him then and walks them out of the room before shutting the door. “I let them live for doing such a good job keeping you nice and safe this whole time. We were truly getting aggravated with being unable to find you, but the Master will be excited to see you again.”

“Who are you? Who is your master?” He huffs in frustration, trying to pull away from the hold on his arm, but is mostly fruitless as they start up the stairs. A smell tingles at his nose like singed flesh and hair as they go up.

“I am Uraume.” Is his only reply. They move up the stairs and the smell worsens until he has to cover his nose. The hand on him moves to the back of his neck and he growls but is shaken like a kitten for his effort. Why had he let himself get weak? A shame fills him, but it is short-lived as they walk out the door from the stairs and he is greeted by devastation. Green eyes stare out to the sea of fire and ash. He can see mangled bodies and roaming curses everywhere. “Sukuna.” He whispers and the fingers on his nape clench gently.

“It's for you. Do you like it?” The monk asks, something sadistic in the question, and he wants to retch. He looks back at the being who looks in awe at the desecration before them. “Master couldn't stand that they wouldn't tell him just where you were. Fools. It's his first shrine to you.” Death. It's all pointless death. Fushiguro faints and the being behind him catches him and brings him into its arms.

“Come, Blessing, time to go home.”

Sukuna sits upon his ever-growing throne and smiles at the humans below him, all in different forms of agony or pleasure before pain. It was an entertaining show for now, and he could feel some of his agitation leave him. A pull on the chains next to him had him frowning and he yanked on them, pulling his pet back into his place and patting his head. “Be good today.” He smirks, watching honey eyes glare up at him. A quiet enters the hall as the doors open and Sukuna is standing and moving.

“You will be rewarded, my most loyal servant.” He says to Uraume who bows and holds his treasure up to him. The King of Curses is quick to bring his Blessing into his arms. Ah, completion at last. Two of his hands hold while the others inspect. Megumi is slighter than he'd been before, but the King would fix this.

“Did he like his shrine?” He asks with a laugh.

“It overwhelmed him.” Uraume says and the King laughs even more merrily.

“Clear the room.” He shouts and all do in moments. He uses his own curse energy to clean the area before stalking up to his throne again. Laying the boy in his lap, cradling him. His pet growls at him, but he just smirks and plays with inky black hair. So much longer and so pretty.

“Where?”

“An isolation room under the school structure. It has two new inhabitants.” His servant says.

“No, no. Bring them. They hid something from me very successfully. I would like to reward them.” His grin is sinister and he watches his servant bow before he leaves. The chains next to him shifts and he grabs at it before pulling and bringing the brat in front of him.

“I win.” He growls and sees the boy looking over Megumi in worry. His hands tremble above his friend and Sukuna smirks. “We will retire.” He says and has one of his hands wrap the chain in his fist as he walks them down. His pet following like the dog he is. Megumi tucked carefully to him, too precious to wake yet.

They reach the curse's quarters and Sukuna grins at the apprehension he feels from Yuji. He was quick to put the boy in his arms down on the massive bed in the middle of the room and then take his pet to his kennel. Yuji hated this the most and it was why he did it. He knew his Blessing would demand the other boy be let out and it would be one of the first ways they would make a deal. Yuji's freedoms would come at Megumi's cost. He grinned at the possibilities and went to the bed, bringing the young teen to his chest and feeling ease fill him. His mate had finally been brought to him and once those green eyes opened it was going to be to a world Sukuna had created for the purpose of keeping what was his forever.

Megumi is warm, delightfully warm. It seeps into him and makes him feel comfortable, which he hasn't felt in months. He indulges for a moment before his eyes open in awareness and he tries to sit up. An arm drapes over his waist and it's heavy and large. A hand is holding, encompassing really, his and a chin is settled on his head. He breathes in deeply and knows who this is instantly. “Hello, love.” It's deep and rolls through him. Megumi feels his blood freeze because this wasn't supposed to happen. Yuji was doing well keeping the curse at bay, what had happened? Another hand grabs his chin and forces him to look into the face of the King of Curses. “Still beautiful.”

“Where's Itadori?” He asks harshly and is met with a laugh.

“You mean our puppy?” It's sneered and then his head is turned again to see his friend caged. Tears well in his eyes because...because Sukuna cut the other boy's legs to the knee.

“No...no, you...you didn't.” He chokes on a sob at the sight of honey eyes staring at him and a mouth sewn shut. He covers his mouth and feels a large hand stroke his side, a mouth pressed to his neck. His horror makes his heart beat rapidly. If this is the fate of Itadori how had the others survived?

“Someone had to bear the brunt of my anger for you being kept from me. Yuji was that poor soul.” A large tongue licks up his neck and then a strong nose is in his hair. Tasting, smelling, devouring. “Do you want to help him?”

“Please...I'll make any deal you want.” He says, knowing defeat in the way that hope is in Itadori's eyes instead of anger or opposition to his words.

“Good, good. Each day you can give him something new, but in return, you will give up something for me. You may choose what you give, but it will belong to me.” Megumi blinks at the terms and thinks on that. There is something there that is sinister, but he knows what Sukuna wants of him. He had whispered it to him so long ago.

“I will disappoint you.” A harsh chuckle rumbles through the curse who pulls him tightly to that massive chest.

“You will not. Oh, love of mine, you could never. Now make today's sacrifice.” Megumi trembles at the idea, but Sukuna just hums.

“Kisses. My kisses, my lips, will belong to you.” He offers and a grin forms against the back of his neck.

“What do you wish him to get?” He is turned then and pressed down to the sheets. The curse going to him.

“His body healed and working.” He says firmly and the demon above him laughs.

“A tall order for just kisses.” He grins at him leaning forward. “One leg.”

“I'll give you my throat as well. You have to prove to me that this is a fair exchange. My breath for his body.” Sukuna stares at him before a satisfied expression takes on his features.

“That's worth his legs then, love. Agreed?” Megumi nods stiffly while a hand travels from his lips to his throat, squeezing at his neck with the slightest pressure. It's with a loud keen that he hears Itadori, but the hand on his throat keeps him from looking. “I want my end of the deal.” Sukuna's form changes to be the one he is used to seeing, not the monstrous four-armed curse but the one that looked too much like the boy currently caged. The boy is screaming right now while lips are pressed to Megumi's. Tears gently fall from his eyes but are swiped away tenderly. A tongue presses to the seam of his mouth and he opens, letting it invade.

Megumi knows that giving means participating and so he does because he doesn't want Itadori hurt. He's suffered enough. So when the hand on his throat shifts to the back of his neck and presses them further together, he just follows the curse's lead. Let's Sukuna kiss him until he can't breathe and then they part so he can and then return to kissing again. His mouth hurts from the consistent pressure and the biting teeth. When what feels like hours have passed the King pulls away from him and he looks smitten. “It has been too long since I touched you. I am sorry to not have had you to stand beside me the moment I took the world for mine.”

“I am glad I did not see the torture those I cared for went through. What you put Itadori through.” He growls back and Sukuna chuckles before leaning down and licking the shell of his ear.

“You should never have loved him then. It was his punishment for gaining your affection, and a way for me to relieve my stress. He needed to know his place.” A shiver trails down his spine. He searches those red eyes for any sign of remorse. A large hand strokes his cheek, and he watches the King grow large once more. He looks so tiny now and when his hand is grabbed it looks like a child’s.

“Come now, a bath I think, love.” He is forced from the bed and brought to a large bathroom. He tried to spare a look at Itadori, but the curse's massive size had blocked him from seeing anything behind them. A tub is already filled with water and naked, as he is, he is lowered into it immediately. Sukuna sits across from him in the water before dragging the teen into his lap. He is kissed mercilessly again by the curse, except this time the mouth on his is much larger and the tongue in his mouth makes him almost gag from the size of it. At some point, Sukuna just stuffs his tongue in his mouth and leaves them like that until the shaman is choking for breath.

When the King is done with his kissing he moves to Megumi's throat and sucks and bites deeply into it. There is a moment where he grabs it and just chokes the boy, and for a moment he hopes for it to be enough to end him. But Megumi must find a way to free Yuji and then end it if he has to. He might not be able to defeat Sukuna, but the other boy could. He believes in Yuji and hopes his heart is right.

The curse finishes their bath by washing his hair for him. It's long enough that it doesn't spike up as it used to and he thinks maybe he should cut it. The demon is stroking and combing his hair reverently either way.

They leave the bathroom after he is dressed in a lilac kimono with a golden obi and a golden pair of decoration chopsticks are placed in the wet bun that his hair is in. Sukuna is wearing his usual white and black attire. He feels small next to the four-armed curse again as one hand spans his whole lower back, leading him out. Yuji is out of the cage and gone, which makes him tense.

“Ah, it must have been time for walkies and food. He's on a very specific schedule, my love. You'll have to learn it to keep him on his good behavior.” The curse left his side and went to the small table next to the bed.

“My lord.” That voice has him turning and stepping back. Mahito stands at the doors. Hands grab his shoulders and pull him back into Sukuna's body, flush against the hardness of the body behind him.

“Mahito. I have told you to knock.” A low bow is given and then he hears the king scoff.

“Your two guests have been brought to the throne room.” Megumi's brow furrows as the king laughs jovially.

“Very good, very good.” A kiss is pressed to the top of his head. “We shall be but a moment. I would like the lowest-aware curses to be brought in. Ones that would like a good fuck.” Megumi shivers at the words but the worm of a curse only nods his head and leaves.

“Sukuna, please-” A click fills the space between them and tightness is on his throat. His hands instantly go to the strap of leather and tug. Instead, he feels like he is being pulled back and further into the curse. The sound of a chain against the floor is loud.

“Until you learn your place this will be on you. When we leave this room you will wear this. If you are not with me or Uraume you remain here where it is safe, do you understand?” He glares and a hand grabs his chin in a bruising grip.

“Yes.” He hisses and then he's kissed. Roughly, teeth biting at his bottom lip before the curse pulls away.

“Good boy.” Megumi glares and a hand laces in his hair before making him bare his throat. Teeth bite around the thin choker, marking him clearly as Sukuna's. The shaman has no tears to cry for himself anymore and knows defeat. The curse is playing with him by having him give Yuji freedoms, working towards Megumi being willing to be with him. It isn't going to happen, but he'll play as long as he can until Yuji can escape. The chain to his collar is held in one massive hand while another hand rests on his back, guiding him through halls. The smell is awful as they near what he knows has to be the throne room. Everything had been sterile in the isolation chamber and he blinked with dizziness at how pungent the world is to his nose. “The smell will be something you get used to, little one.” He is pushed along, having to lean into the curse as his eyes water from the worsening of the stench.

He uses some of his own energy to clear his nose and lungs and hears Sukuna chuckle next to him, the demon staring at a sight before them. His green eyes focus and he covers his mouth with his hands. Todo and Toge are chained by their throats and wrists to the floor. Toge having a gag in his mouth. “No.” He turns to the curse who smiles down at him, grabbing his face and kissing him. Megumi glares all the while, refusing to open his mouth until the collar around his throat is yanked by the chain in one of those impossibly large hands, making him gasp reflexively.

The arm on his back moved under his bottom and casually lifted him up like he weighs nothing. The kiss not breaking as the curse walks upstairs and settles them into a chair. Megumi wishes he could see what is around them, but his face is held tightly, the tongue in his mouth ravishing his throat, drool leaking from his lips and down his chin. It's disgusting. Shame colors his face red and when they do part a large thumb wipes his drool away.

“Good boy.” Is whispered hotly into his ear and he tenses. He's not a good boy, he should be fighting right now, doing everything he can to help his friends. Anything but kneeling in the King of Curse's lap and having his mouth invaded like a whore. Tears come to his eyes and he sees Sukuna smirk. “Time for the show, baby.” He's moved to have his back against what is really more the curse's stomach than anything. If Sukuna wanted he could probably hide Megumi in that large Kimono and no one would no better from the size of him. It terrifies him. Below he sees his two friends struggling against their bindings. Next to the throne, he sees Yuji, also chained to the floor, but more loosely. Honey eyes catch his, but his chain is pulled and he is back to looking down below. Low-level curses come in then, but thinking ones. The ones who are nasty enough to try anything.

“Well, my friends, I have two fresh untouched shamans for you. Whatever shall we do?” Sukuna cackles behind him, fingers stroke his throat possessively. “You have all been working so hard after all, and my Blessing has been brought to me. I say you should reap the rewards.” The small band inches closer to the two shamans and Megumi feels his heartbeat accelerate. Before he even thinks his hands are coming together and just as fast they are wrenched apart.

“No.” Is growled and his chin is grabbed, forcing him to watch. “You will see what I do to those who try to keep us apart.” Megumi feels tears well in his eyes.

“I'll give you something.” He offers and the hands-on him still. Idly, he hears Itadori growl next to them but ignores it.

“What do you offer?” He shivers at the tongues that come out to lick at his wrists.

“A-a blowjob.” A harsh chuckle fills the room around them.

“Oh, my love,” His face is turned back to Sukuna's and their lips meet in a quick kiss. “Ever the sacrificial lamb. Not today though, today you will watch them learn their lessons.”

“Sukuna, please-” His chain is pulled and those red eyes are harsh.

“I have spoken, Blessing.” The cruelty in those words makes him shiver and cow him as he is made to look back upon his friends below. Already he can see curses on them, tearing off clothing. Perhaps one will be dumb enough to take out Toge's gag? That would buy them a small amount of time to escape. Except the chains are cursed too, now that he looks.

Mahito catches his eyes as he approaches the throne, a smirk on his face. “Might I join, my king?”

“After the others. You may keep one if you'd like.” Sukuna kisses his cheek and settles back against the throne, keeping Megumi upright though. Making him watch. Todo struggles relentlessly as his body is cut by nails, acids, and poisons drenching his skin, his screams filling the air as the monsters below begin violating his body. They are abruptly silenced by a curse shoving into his mouth.

Megumi shakes in the hold Sukuna has him in, watching in horror as the man is raped. Toge has been flipped to his back and is being treated just as terribly. One curse even slicing the boy's belly and starting to eat his organs, Toge screaming behind his gag. Sukuna tsks at that and the curse disintegrates and the boy heals. “Stupid fuck is going to kill the thing before anyone can have fun.” Is growled behind him and the King moves him back. Megumi becomes very aware of the hardness pressing against his back and straightens, freezing in fear.

“Don't worry, love. Our first time will be something far more special than this.” A hand flippantly motions to the writhing bodies below and he flinches as Todo screams. He glances at his friend next to him and is shocked to see the boy has an erection. His glance becomes a horrified stare and then a deep-seated chuckle rumbles through him.

“Good boy.” A large hand ruffles the teen's pink hair and Yuji is leaning into it, eyes glazed over, and watching the scene below them intently. “He's so well-conditioned for us, see? I trained him properly so that you'd have something to play with when you miss me.” Megumi can't tear his eyes from Yuji who looks like he's waiting for something. “Go play, boy.” Sukuna releases the chain on the boy's neck and then he is crawling down to the other shamans.

“What...what did you do to him?” He stammers in horror as he sees the boy he had been starting to fall for present himself to curses who laugh and push to get at him.

“I gave him positive reinforcement.” Yuji moans through his stitched lips as the first curse pushes into him and Megumi shuts his eyes, turning his face away and hiding it in the bulk of one of Sukuna's arms. “Please don't make me watch.”

“Listen then.” He does. He can't possibly not as screams turn to moans and moans turn into mewling and weak sounds of pleasure. Megumi is a coward for looking away, but he doesn't want to watch his friends suffer, or their see their suffering turn to pleasure. When Toge moans around his gag so loud that he thinks he's dying he looks only to see the boy's eyes rolled up into his skull and a curse twice his size fucking him so hard that Megumi can see the demon's cock through the boy's stomach.

Todo is a drooling mess on the floor, two curses fucking his armpits while another two are at his hole. The boy is moaning in such pleasure that Megumi feels something flutter in his belly but throws that down when a hand yanks his chin to look at Itadori. He's not lying and taking it like the others, no he's actively participating. His hands are stroking, his hips shaking, and it makes him tear up again.

“You're a monster.” He growls weakly and the curse pulls him back against him harshly, letting him feel his hardness again.

“Your monster now, Blessing.” A wide smirk covers the other's face and the teen shivers as a hand palms at his crotch. Megumi squirms away but is held fast. Sukuna works his way into the kimono and to his soft cock. “Not even a little excited, hmm? This not doing anything for you, baby?” Megumi glares at the curse who laughs and moves his hand between his thighs and Megumi is desperately bucking away from a prodding finger.

“I...I haven't given that to you.” He says meekly, tears in his eyes.

“Ah, true.” The hand pulls away but goes right to his mouth. Three thick fingers shove into his mouth and move in and out of it. They're so big they hit the back of his throat and he can't help drooling on them. His head is tilted down and Yuji is looking at him then, his cock twitching as he stares at Megumi.

“Shall I fuck your mouth while they watch, love? If you make me cum I'll even let one of the boys down there free. Even give him a head start to run.” His green eyes widen and he barely manages a nod around the fingers in his mouth. “What a good boy.” His cheek is given a gentle pet before those fingers pull out. “Kneel.”

Megumi is quick to do so between the demon's thighs. Sukuna wastes no time in pulling his massive cocks out. There are two of them and Megumi is stunned. How the fuck was he meant to fit either one of those in his mouth.

“The bottom one would like attention, love.” The shaman blinks at the huge thing and then steels himself. He has to do this. He has to give one of them a chance to go.

“Megumi!” His name is shouted and he looks back to see Todo. “Don't. We're all fine.” The words are choked out and he can see how hard it was for the other boy to get the words out. His brows draw in and he looks up to the King of Curses whose face is clouded in rage. A hand is on the back of his head then and his mouth forcibly dragged towards the curse's cock.

“Open or I slice his head off.” He opens and the curse's cock head is placed to his lips. “Lick.” He does, tears in his eyes at the idea of what he is doing. A weak thought for Gojo passes through his brain but is pushed away when Sukuna pushes in. It's so big that he thinks his jaw will break, he is being dragged onto that cock now with more and more of it filling his mouth and then throat. Breathing is not an option.

Tears run like a stream down his face at the pain of it and then it stops. “So warm. A perfect cock sleeve.” His hair is being petted and he's got black dots in his vision already. “Shh, breathing is for the weak, my love. You don't need to do that.” His throat is grabbed roughly and he wants to scream, but he's so full of dick that he manages garbled sounding moans. His throat burns but the feeling of needing to breathe is gone and he's left blinking. His mouth is stretched and throat too, he feels like the curse's cock is in his stomach, but he doesn't need to breathe.

“There you go, settle down for me now.” Megumi's eyes grow heavy at the feeling of being so full now. It's nothing he has ever experienced. Being stretched like a cheap sex toy. “Oh, I think I found my new favorite spot for you. I knew those porn books of Itadori's would come in handy. This is called cock warming, baby. Do you like it?”

Megumi can't even tell if he hates it. All he can feel is Sukuna in him, a trembling hand comes to touch his throat and he can feel the bulge in it. For some reason, it feels nice, and it makes Megumi dizzy. It shouldn't be anything but disgusting. He makes to move but the hand petting him holds him still. “No, I like this. Put your head on my thigh now and relax.” He is pulled an extra few inches forward then and can feel the way the cock in him pushes his lungs out and he panics a bit until his head is laid on a strong thigh. All Megumi can do is blink and settle there. His eyes are heavy from the effort of it, the burn of it, but when Sukuna pets him again he almost moans. “Fushiguro!” It's his name again, but it's so distant.

“Blessing.” His eyes go up automatically then and Sukuna is smiling at him. Truly smiling. “Right where you should be, huh? Want to make me feel good too?”

Feel good too? Is that how he was feeling? Good. Yeah, good. He blinks slowly at the King as an affirmation.

“Put your hands on my other cock, baby, touch it for me.” He does, hands going up and touching. Stroking the veins and ghosting his fingers along it, teasingly. The hand petting him grabs instead and pulls him even further onto that cock until his nose touches the root of the top dick. He nuzzles against it and feels like his brain is pointless. Sukuna fit in him so well. The curse chuckles as his top cock touches the teen's cheek and nose and those hands try to touch him, but he's close anyway. Just seeing Megumi near brainless for cock is enough for him to be near cumming.

He instead takes those tiny hands and places them on the boy's own throat. “Stroke.” He does and it's a sinful sight. It's all tight, tight wet heat and gentle strokes but soon enough he has Megumi's head in his hand and keeps the boy still as he cums into him. His top cock paints the boy's shoulder and back in white and he watches those pretty green eyes become crossed and roll upwards. When Sukuna is satisfied he pulls the boy gently off. His mouth stays open, panting and he grins.

“How was breakfast?” He chuckles and watches green eyes clear slowly. Megumi is quick to sit up and then touch his stomach. “Ah, ah. Don't waste my gifts.” He drags the boy forward and kisses his mouth, that long tongue licking into him, and tasting the remnants of the curse’s own seed on his tongue. Megumi fruitlessly pushes at the king’s broad chest until he pulls back with a chuckle.

“What...what did you just do to me?” He asks, voice a hoarse tremble.

“Ah, my love, it's just we're so compatible that you won't be able to hold back your cravings for me.” He grins and Megumi slaps him. His green eyes widen at the unmoved face before him and he swallows hard. A large hand gently grabs the offending hand’s wrist and breaks it. Megumi screams in pain and slumps into the curse’s hold on him.

“You don't do that.” The words are growled harshly into his ear and he sobs when more pressure is put on the broken bone.

“Sorry, I'm sorry!” Megumi's cries, head bowed and pressed to Sukuna’s shoulder as he whimpers in pain.

“I know you are. So much is happening, must be overwhelming for my sweet little Blessing, hmm? Would you like my cock again? Make all the big thoughts go away.” The king laughs cruelly and sees the fright in the teen's eyes. “The top one is feeling neglected anyway.” Pink lips quiver then, but the curse is already hooking his thumbs into his mouth and refilling the boy.

Bliss is found in his boy's mouth and throat and this time he just keeps Megumi there, head on his thigh, and brainless. Why did his Blessing need thoughts when Sukuna would do the thinking for him anyways? Well, that would be boring and he liked his Blessing for his spirit.

They stay like that for hours, until Sukuna sees green eyes close in exhaustion and chooses mercy on his little love. He pulls out gently of that beautiful heat after cumming again, having staved off his orgasm since they started. Pale skin is almost made permanent pink from overworking him, but he's glad to be able to kiss his Blessing again.

Megumi is brought to his chest, unconscious within his arms. His blood-red eyes looking upon the beauty, taking in the red of his abused mouth, before looking down below them. The shamans are all mindless by now, even Yuji who is riding some low level like his life depends on it. Probably grateful for his legs again to be able to bounce up and down so easily. The king scoffs and kisses black hair gently.

“Megumi-” He whispers and a soft snuffle reaches him. He strokes the fine curve of a cheek and then cruelly grips the boy's injured wrist, startling the boy awake with the pain of it.

“Sukuna?” Green eyes blink in pain and then the realization of where he is and what he is doing comes to him.

“Little calf falling asleep after getting his milk, huh?” Sukuna teases with a cruel edge and firmly grips that fine chin. “I said you could free one. Which?”

Those eyes cast down and then widen in shock as he looks at his friends. They are all untethered, fucking along with the curse's violating them. The boy with a cursed mouth is still gagged, but his moans are almost sweeter for it. Green eyes well with pretty tears again and the curse gently holds the boy. “Don't cry, Blessing. They're so full of pleasure and happiness. Can't you tell?”

“This is wrong.” That little voice shakes with conviction even as it rasps the words out.

“Perhaps, but not everything that is good is right either.” He presses kisses to that fine throat, stares in pleasure at the way his boy leans into his touch then and almost instantly remembers himself and pulls away. The king chuckles and kisses a once again pale cheek.

“Which one should go free, love? Hmm?” Megumi bites his lip and looks to his allies. His eyes are on Yuji and he already knows the boy's wish. “Not him. I told you he is our pet. The other two. Remember one goes free and the other goes to Mahito.”

As if hearing his name the other curse appears at the stairs of the throne, eyes shining in anticipation. “Blessing, will you choose for me?” A cocky smile is thrown his boy's way and the heart in that pale chest is beating fast.

“Toge.” Ah, the one with the cursed mouth.

“Very well.” He snaps his fingers and the curse's around the teen vanished. His gag too. “If he can run out of this hall then he is free. If not then...well my allies need a sturdy cocksleeve too.” He shrugs and Megumi is staring in horror. The other boy is just blinking.

“Run, Toge!” Megumi screams and brown eyes shoot to him. Sukuna smiles at his blessing and then grabs his injured wrist to make him scream in pain. The blonde child is confused if he should fight or run, but it is his Blessing that decides. With the little strength, the boy has left he brings his hands together and that damn owl is there.

“Save Toge.” The boy shouts, all of his remaining cursed energy going into maintaining his summons and Sukuna smiles.

Red eyes look to his boy fondly. “I do so love you.” He smirks and nips at swollen lips... “That was cheating though and punishment has to be dealt.” Green eyes are resolved on him, none of the fear from before just determination.

“I will not become a whore for you.” The words are spit out and the King smiles.

“Why do I need a whore when I want a queen?” Those eyes blink then in confusion before he throws the teen over his broad shoulder. He whistles and Yuji bounds over to him out of conditioning. When he snaps his fingers the boy's leash reforms in his hand and those honey eyes clear.

“Did you have fun?” He snarls and the boy looks at Megumi who is kicking and hitting with all he's worth and then Yuji glares at the curse. “Come now, boy.”

Yuji's brow draws down in anger but follows behind when his chain is yanked. The shaman on his shoulder is made to stop his hitting when a threatening hand goes to that injured wrist. He's not actually angry, he's actually very proud of Megumi because he's a fighter through and through. A suicidal one, but still his spirit is what Sukuna longs for. When they reach their chambers he throws his blessing to the bed roughly, a startled whimper coming from that fucked out throat. Yuji is quick to get in his cage then, but Sukuna pulls him up and pushes him onto the bed too. “Do not get off that bed.” He says to the black-haired shaman who pauses in his effort to get to his knees. “You were bad so therefore you get a lesson. Brat, hold our dear Megumi down.”

Itadori hesitates, but when the king growls he does as told. He gently grabs a wrist in each hand and holds the other boy down, loosening his hold when he realizes one of the black-haired shaman's wrists is broken. Megumi lays on his back, a scowl marring his pretty face. Yuji's already naked so he's happy enough to get behind the boy, settling two hands on his hips and the other two over the hands holding Megumi down.

Sukuna lays his chin over the boy's shoulder and stares down into confused green hues. “I didn't say I would be punishing you, love.” He grins sadistically as he shoves his cock into the boy under him in one quick motion, and watches the teen below both of them.

“Stop! Stop!” That pretty mouth shouts, but he just grins and lets Yuji moan pathetically in pain through his sutured lips, tears falling onto Megumi's chest. Megumi thrashes below them, bringing his feet to the curse's thighs and pushing with all his might to try and get him off the other boy.

“Megumi,” he sings and takes one hand from Yuji's to grab his former vessel's face. “He likes it.” He growls happily and they can both tell that Itadori does. He may be crying but his body is rolling back into Sukuna's and participating, his face scrunched in pleasure, cock hard and leaking precum on the shaman below them already. Green eyes fill with rage then and he kicks at Sukuna hard before he simply grabs an ankle and breaks it. The scream of pain gets him ramming into Yuji's fucked out body harder, the boy under him trembling from his thrusts.

Megumi whimpers as the curse continues to put pressure on the freshly broken bone, pretty tears in his angry eyes. Oh, how Sukuna adores him, so cute thinking he can get any sort of way here. Yuji's moans between them get louder when the King bites harshly at his throat and fucks up into him with everything he has. The boy won't break, he's made sure of it. Somewhere during the fucking the two boys' hands had linked and it was sweet, cute to the curse. Megumi trying to offer comfort to nothing more than what is a sex toy for the King.

He pushes Yuji down then to have his face in Megumi's neck and Sukuna ravishes his boy's angry mouth all the while thrusting into Yuji. His love tastes of rage and determination, of promise. Sukuna tightens his hold on that broken ankle and thrusts to the sound of pained cries. He uses his boy’s injury to bring him to the edge.

Sukuna grabs Megumi’s face and makes green eyes meet his red, makes him watch as he groans in pleasure just from the sight of the shaman lying helpless and hurting below him. When he cums Yuji near screams with it as he fills the boy with seed, tears collecting in the hollow of his beloved's throat. Sukuna licks those tears away and then makes Megumi taste them, staring in delight at the horror in those pretty orbs.

Looking down he can see that Yuji has cum all over Megumi's yukata, a yukata that has opened around the legs meaning Yuji has cum on the boy. The disgust he sees is delightful, oh if he can make his boy hate Yuji that might be something, but the disgust, for now, is aimed at him. “I despise you.” those eyes say and he can only smile and kiss his little love again. He'll come to love him soon enough.

When he pulls out he is quick to get to his knees and hold Yuji up and directs his ass over Megumi's chest, he shoves his fingers in and makes the teen's hole gape, letting all the cum he put in leak onto the shaman's chest, staining him in the smell of Sukuna's spend. That small chest is heaving in anger and he smiles, grabbing the boy's face and kissing him. “You'll sleep stained in cum tonight. Not such a bad punishment, hmm?”

Those eyes are murderous and he can't help but laugh. “Go clean yourself up, dog.” He commands Yuji with a pat on the head. The boy goes to the bathroom and leaves them alone, the king nuzzling down into that pretty throat.

“Don't touch me.” The words are harsh and venomous and Sukuna growls in reply before biting into that column of flesh, already marred with so many other marks. He gets no reaction and looks up to see teary eyes staring at the ceiling.

“You gave me your throat, it doesn't belong to you anymore, little shaman. Now we'll sleep and you can make another deal tomorrow. I'd think hard about how much you treasure Yuji over yourself.” He smiles gently, stroking a flushed cheek, the boy trying to get away from him, but he brings him into his four arms, forcing him to lay with his back against the King's stomach.

“Goodnight, love.” He whispers hotly into a pink-tinged ear, kissing soft hair and laying back. Megumi cries silently in his arms, not shaking or even trying to wipe his face, just letting his tears fall. Yuji eventually returns, cleaned and crawling on all fours like a good boy back to his cage. By then the object of his affection is unconscious in his arms and the King is already ecstatic for what tomorrow will bring.

Megumi wants to be dead. Wants to die and never has to wake up to see what the King of Curses has done to the world, to his friends, and to him. Wishes he was still in that little room, a coward's thought, but still a thought. He will kill himself before he falls far enough to enjoy his torture and already he knows the curse is putting cursed energy into him, swaying him.

The feeling of warm cloth on his skin has him opening his eyes and he startles to see Uraume above him, cleaning his body. “Good morning, Blessing.”

“Uraume.” He greets blankly, relaxed only slightly that Sukuna isn't there. Now that he's alone he can recognize how much pain he's in from his two broken bones and his throat being treated like a sleeve for cock.

“We shall be going to breakfast now, Blessing. I need to dress you.”

“Please...please don't call me that.” He pleads, sitting up and trying his best to not look in pain.

“Ah, but we must. You are the master's blessing.” He blinks in confusion but doesn't have the energy to really have this conversation. “Now come, Blessing. I will heal your injuries.” His ankle is grabbed gently and he can feel the bones mending, healing. His wrist follows and then his throat.

“Thank you.” He mutters and the being before them bows.

“I am your most humble servant.” It helps Megumi up and puts him into what he thinks is a simple black yukata. Except it's one for a woman with long sleeves and a higher belted red obi.

“I'm a man.” He protests lightly and gets a pat on the arm.

“You are the master's wife and must be dressed as such.” He shudders at the thought and wants to run from the world then. At least, Uraume had given him information today. He felt like he could do something with that. His plan was already forming in his head. Save Yuji, try and figure out Sukuna's plan, and then hopefully die. The teen was looking forward to the last part. Too exhausted by life already to be going through this too.

The servant did not give him shoes or socks but did come over with a chain leash. It is attached to the ring on his collar, and he sighs when the monk makes to leave. Forced to follow. At least he wasn't covered in cum anymore. That had almost made him vomit. He had no idea how Sukuna had gotten Yuji to like that so much, how Megumi had seemed to like it yesterday. Bastard probably cursed his cock to make people brainless. Fucker.

He's lead to a small dining area that actually looks normal and doesn't carry the smell of death like everywhere else in this place does. On the table is miso soup, steamed rice, grilled fish, and an omelette. His mouth waters at the food, having had nothing but the same food for nearly four months it looks amazing. He's brought over to the chair and his leash is removed.

“You may eat.” The being says and the teen sits. He's ravenous and is not ashamed to eat, when another fish is brought to him and his soup refilled he barely registers it. The food is amazing and he's glad to taste something familiar once more. It makes him miss mornings with Nobara and Yuji. It makes him miss his sister and Gojo, the only family he ever really had.

He slows at those thoughts and wants to hate himself for eating like this, for enjoying food while his friends are being made into sex slaves or are already six feet under. Megumi tries not to gag when he remembers Toge's moans and Todo's screams. He covers his mouth with his hands and then feels a hand on his neck, stroking and soothing.

“You ate too fast.” The words are gentle, but his body freezes as claws touch his skin gently. “Shh, relax. I'm not going to hurt you.” Is purred, and his body does relax against his will as cursed energy flows into him from the King. That hand grows firm then and gets him standing and facing the curse. Red eyes look to him in delight and a hand strokes his cheek lightly.

“Good morning, love.” Is said joyfully before he is kissed gently. All gentle, all soothing. He's a cornered animal and the King means to tame him. He glares back and gets a chuckle for it. To his left he sees Yuji sitting and glaring up at the King, and then looking softly at him. He breathes in deeply. He has to save Yuji.

“Ah, we're already onto the deal for today then?” The king asks, a smirk on his face.

“His mouth freed, painlessly, for my feet.” A brow quirks at that and then a slow smirk.

“Your feet?” The King asks fondly, tapping Megumi's chin.

“My ability to run for him to be able to speak.” The curse's face turns into excitement and then he is being lifted up into two of the four arms, his legs forced around that large waist.

“Accepted.” He hears Yuji shout behind them and then coughs. He tries to look, but he is being carried out of the room. He wishes adamantly to not go to the throne room, but that wish is granted by being brought somewhere worse. There are men and women chained like animals in pens everywhere, curses playing with them even if they're already dead. Blood and organs cover the floor. He tightens his legs around Sukuna as he sees the King crush an errant eyeball under his foot. He wants to gag again, but his face is pushed into the being's neck and a large hand strokes his back like he's a child.

“Don't look, baby. They all meant nothing anyway, just wasting space and stealing your air.” The words would be reassuring if they weren't said with such glee or, you know, by a mass murderer. He shivers when he hears a man scream so shrill and then abruptly stop. It's a den of death.

They move on into another room that is blissfully empty except for what looks like a chair with four armrests. It's strange and then Sukuna is sitting him in it and those are not armrests. He brings Megumi's leg's up and forces his calves onto what he realizes are stirrups.

“Why the fuck do you have this?” He growls, trying to squirm away when his ankles are locked in by straps. He's folded up, sitting upon his bottom with his legs to his chest and bare feet pointed out to the king.

“Well, I always thought medical play was interesting in that book of Yuji's.” The King shrugs and Megumi stares in horror as the curse brings a rolling doctor's chair out. “Also, when you're pregnant we'll need a setup for checkups.” Green eyes blink dumbly before the boy laughs, head leaning back and staring at the ceiling.

“You're insane. I'm a boy, I cannot have any of your spawn.” A hand quickly grabs his throat and he chokes.

“Our children will come from your womb. The womb I will give to you, and you'll accept when I do. Or would you have me fuck a babe into your intestines and let it eat its way out?” A sneer forms on the king's face.

“Let it eat its way out! Then I won't have to see the fucking thing.” He shouts back and the hand tightens on his throat before relaxing.

“I'm getting ahead of myself. You will not speak of our future children that way, do you understand, Megumi?” He is made to look into red eyes and hisses in anger.

“I will not have your-” His mouth is covered with a hand and it feels crushing. Those eyes look at him with rage and he shivers.

“Do you understand?” The words are spit at him and he nods meekly before the hand is removed. He breathes in deeply and realizes whatever curse used yesterday on him is gone because his lungs burn today. “Good, now your feet.” A sparkle of delight ignites in those eyes and he tenses, toes curling reflexively as a hand grabs one each.

“Ah, ah.” The king tuts at him as a long finger rubs up each of his arches and then presses gently against the ball of his foot. The sensation is strange as it is repeated, fingers stroking at his skin with slight pressure. It's like a massage, but Megumi doesn't trust Sukuna not to make this torture for him. “It amazes me that you have no callouses here, such perfect little treats for me, no?”

Megumi almost laughs when fingers slot between his toes and has to bite his lip when claws run over the more sensitive parts of his feet. “Good, baby, good.” He squirms at the praise and feels shame fill him at enjoying the curse's touch. Even strapped like this he feels like he should be fighting, shouting, but what help will that be? He's startled from his thoughts when a long tongue licks from the sole of his feet along his arch and up to his toes.

He moans. His face is covered in a blush and two hands are petting his thighs gently. Sukuna is using his main tongue to lavish attention on the shaman's right foot and one of his hands to stroke the other still. The tongue repeats it's path over and over, licking and licking. It works its way between his toes and then over the fragile bones in the top of his feet, teeth bite at his heel and then his instep.

Megumi tries to ignore the sensations because his other foot is still being stroked so tenderly and feels so nice and that tongue is warm and wet. It has him shaking gently in the chair, face heated. Sukuna starts placing kisses from the bottom to the top of his foot and he whimpers gently as a thumb presses deeply into his other foot. “Shh, shh, it's okay, pet.”

He shouts when his toes are swallowed by that large mouth, being covered in saliva. The hands-on his thighs still, grabbing firmly and then Megumi is screaming as teeth bite down. He trembles as he sees blood spill down the king's chin as he eats Megumi's toes. That large mouth turns to a satisfied grin as it pulls back. Megumi's toes are gone, blood spilling all over his foot. He's panicking and breathing harshly as he watches the curse dive back in licking at the blood and humming happily. His other foot is then being licked and caressed. Tenderized. He's being softened up before being eaten.

He tries fruitlessly to jerk his legs then, try and get away from tongues and teeth. Sukuna just chuckles and moves his hands to the shaman's hips, holding him down. Sharp teeth go to the open wounds on his foot and then bite in. Megumi holds his scream, but grunts through it, throwing his hands over his face and crying into them. Then those teeth drag down and he knows the monster has just taken the skin off his foot.

“Ah, so good, Megumi. You taste divine.” The words are spoken between chews and he whimpers when the other foot has teeth teased at the toes there. His hands are wretched away then by one strong hand and Sukuna is there, face so close, and he can't breathe. After a loud, depraved suck those teasing teeth bite and he's screaming again, tears flowing down his face. The king pushes forward and kisses him then, making him taste his own blood. He slumps into the chair, boneless when the teeth pull away. Like before the other mouth laps at the blood pouring down his foot and he wants to just close his eyes and be done with this. Wants it to end already and he knows that is weak of him. Sukuna pushes his tongue into Megumi's mouth and the boy tries his best not to gag as it wiggles back into his throat. The taste of iron permeating his senses and making him jerk away in disgust.

Then just as the pain was hazing his mind it's gone and he can feel his toes again, can wiggle them, and clench them. He whines when teeth come back to his foot again and the curse chuckles into him before pulling away. A hand moves from his hip to stroke his face and the King is smiling. “I can't wait until I can eat all of you.” Megumi freezes at the sincerity there and feels a fear tear at his insides.

He wants Gojo, he wants Gojo, he wants Gojo.

“You'll like being in my belly, love. Yuji did. Why do you think his legs were gone?” The king whispers in his ear, letting his breath ghost over his warm tears. “He begged for me to eat them, wanted to feel my teeth on him, and soon you'll be desperate to feel my teeth too. Now shall we continue?”

Megumi screams into another kiss as his tendons are ripped out by hungry teeth and he's near fainting when the same is repeated on his other foot, then Sukuna moves down his body, forcing the stirrups together. He puts all ten toes in his mouth and Megumi stares in horror.

“No, no, no” He babbles fruitlessly as the curse bites in and blood gushes out everywhere, even hitting him in his face. The boy shakes violently as those red eyes stare at him, mouth open in a silent scream of pain. Sukuna even kisses all the little nubs left over before ripping into the meat at the heel of his foot. His hands shake in the curse's hold and he whimpers tiredly when Sukuna sucks at the wounds to pull more blood out.

Then a hand is touching him, while Sukuna sucks, a large hand brushes his cock and Megumi blinks in confusion at the small jolt of pleasure. He growls weakly at the King who laughs loudly. The hand on him is lazy, just teasing but it confuses his tired mind because the pain is so encompassing, and then there are these jolts of pleasure that light up his veins.

Did being eaten feel good? Was he supposed to feel like this? He shakes relentlessly in the stirrups and hands on him, whining pathetically when that teasing hand on him starts stroking. He's somewhere between terrible pain and dissociating from the whole experience. Panting and heaving at each sharp touch of teeth and cruel slide of tongue.

Sukuna's eyes stay on the boy's face the whole time, savoring the reactions as pain becomes confused pleasure then pain then pleasure. He'll have Megumi trained by the end of the day, might even screw a finger into him and see if he could get him to correlate reward with pain. Yuji had done well with that, but his love is better with praise. The King knows that so he presses kisses to the open wounds and licks gently at streaming crimson.

“Good boy.” Megumi jerks in his seat and Sukuna smirks, letting those wrists go and forming a mouth on his now free hand. It goes to the boy's ear and gentles him with praise. “So sweet, so good. What a perfect meal for me, delectable. Everything I could ever want. Love you, love you, love you.” The teen sobs and tears fill his pretty eyes, they screw shut though, but the sight of his little love trying his best not to succumb to the pleasure and pain is so cute.

Uraume had installed cameras in this room and he's excited for that now. He can't wait to watch what he's done to his boy over and over again. Watch him slowly lose his pride and become Sukuna's. He growls in pleasure as he glides all of the boy's foot into his mouth and then waits. Megumi's eyes fill with panic because he knows what Sukuna is going to do, but the hand on his cock is working away and he's going to cum. It takes two strokes and the hand at that pretty ear saying “Good girl” for Megumi to unravel with a scream as he cums and his foot is eaten in one swift movement. Pretty eyes roll up and his mouth is lax and Sukuna loves this look. Megumi looks so beautiful. He takes his hand out from the yukata and looks at his cum covered fingers, licking them clean and letting the flavor mix with the taste of flesh and blood.

Megumi still has another foot left and a whole day to go so he brings the boy back, strokes his perineum this time, feeling the teen's dick jump, and smiles. Time to go again.

When Megumi wakes he's in bed and his feet are back. He almost cries in joy to see them whole and touches them gently, glad to see them unmarred and there. If he didn't know Sukuna he would say that what happened was just a terrible dream, but he knows it happened. The shaman can still feel the pain of the curse eating his feet at the same time after spending an hour just licking and sucking on his toes.

Shame fills him at having cum when the King had done so, his moans filling the room as he was brought to his seventh orgasm, that time without being touched. The curse had been so overjoyed he'd instantly healed him and repeated the process again just to shame Megumi further. Tears filled his eyes, but his head was killing him from all the crying he'd done before and he didn't want to pity himself. This was his fault.

He should have been stronger. Resisted more.

“Megumi?” The voice is quiet, but he looks to the source of it to see Yuji. Caged and bruised, his lips are cracked and there is a nasty bruise along his throat. He knows that curses did this to his friend. Carefully he gets to his feet, they tingle and he gasps when his ankles give on him. Pain shooting up his legs. He catches himself on his hands and knees. “Megumi!” The call of his name is a hushed thing, but he sighs at the familiar voice.

“I'm okay.” He says back and crawls to the cage. It's tiny, enough room for Yuji to lay and sit in but never be comfortable. He touches the bars of it and the other teen wraps his hand around his best he can.

“You need to escape.” Megumi's eyes shoot up to Yuji, who is offering him a small smile. “He's in my head. I can't be free of him.”

“No, no. I'm...i'm going to get you out of here.” He promises, tears welling in his eyes at the defeat in his friend's voice.

“Megumi-” The boy sighs and lays his head against their joined hands. “I crave him. Day and night. My body and mind has been taught to want this since the day you disappeared. He's just playing a game with you winning me freedoms. I'm already his and if you don't go you will be too.”

“Yuji, please please, don't say that.” His tears fall then because the boy he loves is broken. “Just...just let me try to save you. Fuck me, I don't care about me, but you have to make it out.” He mutters harshly and the other teen laughs, it's a pained thing.

“He knows that. He knows you will do anything you can to get me out, so don't. Just leave because I want you to live. Find Gojo.” It's with hope that Yuji whispers all this, but Megumi can't hold his sob back.

“If I leave you die.”

“I know, I know.” The hand on his squeezes and he sobs again. Megumi can't leave though because Sukuna now owns parts of him.

“Did you..” He hiccups “Did you make deals with him?”

“No, just the one while we were still one. The minute deal.” Megumi laughs gently then and Yuji looks at him with confusion.

“Then I can save you. He owns my feet and throat, Yuji, I can't leave him. You're stronger than me, please? I can do this. I can get you out.” The other teen's eyes widen in understanding and rage takes over his handsome features.

“No. Megumi, please-”

“It's already done. Let me save you without knowing you hate me for doing it?” He begs and honey eyes soften and the other boy cries then, silent tears. “What else do I need to do to free you?”

“I don't know, I don't know how badly my head is messed up.” Yuji wipes at his eyes and then stiffens. “He's back. Megumi, go to the bed.” The shaman doesn't even have the time to as the door opens and four eyes narrow on the two teens, huddled together.

“Ah, having a nice chat?” There is an unreadable emotion in Sukuna before he walks over and picks up Megumi. He's put on his feet but his ankles give again and he almost falls again if it weren't for an arm catching him, brow scrunched up in pain.

“Megumi?” His name is asked in concern and he whines when his ankles are touched, the curse holding it gently. “You've not healed completely. Still tender, poor little love.” He's laid on the bed and his feet are placed in the curse's lap, stroked tenderly and the shaman cries out at the sensation. Fear filling him and the king chuckles.

“Don't worry, love. I'm full for now.” His ankles are massaged gently and then put onto the bed. “Stay. I will tell you when you may leave the bed.” Sukuna kisses his cheek and strokes his hair before going to Yuji, opening the cage.

“Uraume wishes to play. Get.” The boy does so hastily and he stares in disbelief as the monk opens the door at the sound of his friend whining. The two disappearing when it closes again. Green eyes turn to the King's back, he's shirtless and just sporting pants. Blood is dried and flaking on him now that Megumi is actually looking and he wonders who won the curse's ire.

“I'll run a bath.” Sukuna announces and goes to the bathroom without sparing him a glance. He sighs, laying his head back and closing his eyes. Just breathe, he thinks to himself, breathe and get through this. He listens to the water fill the tub in the joining bathroom, hears the shower going as well. At least the curse won't make him bathe with him in bloody water.

There is no clock and he hasn't seen light for so long that he doesn't use that for telling time, instead he uses his own heartbeat to measure time now. The time in isolation was so long that it was either his heartbeat or Kuro's. His heart beats 673 times before the curse gathers him up and he looks up at the hulking form.

Save Yuji, that's what he needs to focus on, saving Yuji.

He's undressed from the silk robe he's still wearing, looking at the blood and semen covered thing in disgust briefly before he is placed in the water and the curse leaves him there. Megumi doesn't question it, won't ask why he's being left alone when he could duck under the water and end it. He knows it's because he has to live to save Yuji. Has to sacrifice first before he can rest.

There are shampoos and conditioners nearby so he washes his hair, makes it silky and slips between his fingers pleasingly. Megumi washes his body, feeling the stiff cum on his thighs and stomach from earlier come off and is grateful for it. There are even small drops of red in the water, but he avoids thinking about that. He just wishes the water was hotter so he could burn the feeling of Sukuna's touch away.

After he's cleaned under his nails and started to let the water drain he tries to stand carefully and succeeds, kind of. He ends up relying on the tub's rim to keep him up. Panting, he takes a good look at the bathroom. The tub is in the middle of the room and is massive, large enough for Sukuna's true form and Megumi plus some. The room is mostly light green with some golden accents, the floor a nice tile. The shower is off to the corner and has a ledge to sit on. The sink to the side and the toilet in its own little room.

Where was he? It's the first time he's thought that. Is this some sort of super-rich person's estate or the King was just that quick with making himself a horror house? Deep inside him, he knows that this bathroom and bedroom are for him. The colors are all soothing, the bedroom made to be cozy. The walls are lined with books. He hasn't looked at them, but he's sure they are nonfiction because the King has always been watching him. Always haunted his steps when Yuji slipped even a little.

Sighing, he reaches for the towel on the side table. He keeps his hand firm on the rim of the tub to keep his balance. His ankles still feel sore, tendons reconnecting and strengthening. Slowly, he manages to get himself to stand outside the tub, holding to it and trying to stay upright. He thinks he can manage the small distance back to the room. He's shivering now that he is out of the warm water and in the bathroom's cool air.

Megumi tentatively lets go of the tubs rim and takes a step, then wobbles and grits his teeth at a sharp pain in his ankle. “Fuck.” He mutters and sits back on the tub rim. The options are crawling or waiting. He will not crawl so he sits there and waits, shivering in his towel. 2,394 heartbeats pass before Sukuna reenters and frowns at him. “Why are you out of the bath already, love?”

“Water was dirty.” The curse tuts as he sees him shiver and is quick to pick him up.

“Stubborn boy.” He chastises and brings him to the bed, sitting him down against the pillows and propping Megumi's feet up like he's some spoiled prince. Disgust rolls through the teen. “Food is being brought with ginger tea.” There's expectation in crimson eyes. The king wants the boy to praise him for knowing his favorites. He looks away from him and gets a chuckle.

“You're looking frustrated, pet, want me to make you feel better?” A hand touches his crotch, which is thankfully covered by the towel. He growls and glares at the King who chuckles back. “Eat and then rest. I cannot wait to see what you give me tomorrow.” His ankle is grabbed then and a long tongue licks at him, making him flinch. Sukuna stands with a smirk and walks to a wardrobe pulling out a white silk robe and bringing it to him. “Put this on.” With a sigh, he does as told and slides the robe on after removing his towel. He ties the sash and feels hands adjust the collar for him. “Pretty, pretty. I'll be checking to make sure you ate. If you don't I'll give another punishment, understand?”

He nods tiredly and a hand pets his hair gently. “Good. Do you want a book?” Sukuna already is at the wall of books and looking without an answer though, grabbing a hefty one and bringing it to him. Megumi stares at the book blankly, knowing enough about conditioning to not thank the curse.

If he's good he gets rewards and if he's bad it will be punishments.

The history of Sparta sits in his lap and large hands squeeze his arms gently. A firm kiss pressed to his cheek. “Good boy, Megumi.”

Constant touch, affection, make them know you're safe. Provide comfort.

Praise is important to swaying an animal. Positive reinforcement and stimuli will help a pet come to trust you quicker.

“I'm not an animal for you to tame.” He says quietly, eyes on his lap, and mouth turned down in a frown.

“We're all animals, love. You, for instance, are a bunny in wolf's clothing. A sweet little thing thinking if you pretend you are a wolf, like your father and your sensei, you'll be a wolf too. You're a bunny though, love, and I'm the tiger who caught you. Once you realize you're just a bunny life will be easier.” His cheek is stroked and the words are gentle. Then the curse pushes up off the bed and leaves him.

A bunny. He'd show him who was a fucking bunny.

Anger settles in his chest and he huffs as he picks the book up.

Yuji doesn't come back and worries nags at Megumi so much that he can't sleep. He just reads and reads. He ate the food brought to him and later it was taken away. The curse that comes in looks like a normal woman. It does not speak to him, simply places the tray over his lap and takes his book away. When it returns it gives him his book, takes the tray, and makes to leave

“Thank you.” He said quietly and the thing had frozen before turning and bowing.

He's unsure what time it is when his eyes finally shut from exhaustion, book hanging from his hands and feet still propped. The shaman does murmur gently when the book is taken from him, fingers flexing. A large body gets into the bed and pulls the boy to it, tucking him in under his chin and into large arms. Lips kissing at a pale cheek that leans into his touch.

Sukuna grins. Megumi was learning quickly. That pet book was coming in handy after all.

Sighing, he nuzzled the boy's black hair and breathed him in. Bunnies are born with a set mate for them. He needed his bunny to realize that he was that mate. It would take time and more gentling, maybe no more eating him for a while. The curse grumbled a little at the thought because Megumi tasted truly divine, but it had obviously been too much.
The king had to remember that he wanted Megumi to come willingly. He couldn't force this. Pleasure needed to be tomorrow's focus and gentleness. No eating, he resolves unhappily. When his love gives himself over then he will devour him whole, enjoy his squirming in his stomach, feel his little movements, and be satisfied. Maybe he'll even fuck Yuji while he's full of Megumi, wouldn't that just be lovely?

Oh, he could always eat Yuji and then fuck Megumi too. And then eat them both, cream filling was always a plus. He chuckles and flips the boy so their chests are pressed together, soft breath hitting his shoulder. He strokes that robe covered back and settles himself down, hands laying possessively on Megumi's ass, squeezing just so, and getting a breathy little sound for his efforts. He smiles and kisses the boy's relaxed brow. “Sleep well, baby.” He speaks low and the boy settles in his hold, sleeping soundly for hours and the whole time the curse enjoying the warmth of him. Perhaps to the teen, this was hell, but for the ancient King he had found heaven in a boy with beautiful eyes and a bratty attitude.

A gentle knock at the door had him lifting a finger for it to open. Choso stands there, looking in blankly with Itadori in his arms. “I am returning your dog.” He nods and the curse puts the boy in his cage. Choso is fond of playing with Itadori, and he knows that the curse has affection for the boy. It's a little dangerous to let the two be together, and will be more so when the teen gets more 'freedoms'.

“Choso.” He calls and black eyes look at him.

“I would like you to go out and find me Gojo Satoru. Do not return until he is found.” A nod is given to him in understanding and he smirks when the curse leaves. That will solve that very nicely. Itadori has been returned to him healed and cleaned which is good. He hates when the curses break him too much. He's no fun when he has no fight in him. Feeling restless and impatient, he gently starts rousing his little love. He strokes at his sides and digs his nose into silky hair, inhaling noisily. That fine brow pinches upwards when his hands get more firm and then green eyes shoot open when the curse slaps the boy's ass. The teen stutters and his face inflames prettily.

“Good morning, love.” He grins and chuckles at the fierce glare he receives. The king presses forward though and kisses his boy. “Let's see how your ankles are.” Sukuna stands Megumi up on the bed and while he shakes for a moment he is able to stand. “Good, go brush your teeth.”

Sukuna spanks Megumi's ass and the boy goes off, trying to avoid being touched like that again as he hurries away. The teen is relieved to find a tube of Brilliant More toothpaste and a toothbrush on the sink for him. He wonders if it was there yesterday, but decides it doesn't matter if it was. It's not like he would have been able to walk over to it.

He rubs his feet against the small bath mat in front of the sink, relishing in the feeling, and brushing his teeth for maybe a little longer than necessary. “Megumi.” His name is called and he trembles at the command in it. Spitting, he splashes his face with water and cleans the toothbrush off before putting everything away and going back to the bedroom.

“Breakfast awaits.” Sukuna says with a grin, shirtless as usual.

Keep your pet fed and make sure it knows who is providing for it. It will associate its needs being met with you.

Hands grab him gently and cradle him to the curse's wide chest. “I can walk.” He says in protest, but he just gets a patronizing smile in return.

“Those feet belong to me. I choose what they do.” Megumi sighs and settles in to be carried like a favored toy. The dining room is close to the bedroom and he's thankful for that. He just wants to get away from Sukuna as quickly as possible. When they enter the same food from yesterday is there. Sukuna puts him in the chair to eat and then pets his hair. Megumi glares at the curse who laughs, a cruel hand grabbing his face and a mouth forming. It kisses him and a tongue pushes into his mouth, tangling with his own.

“Good boy.” He hears and a spike of heat jolts through him, his dick twitching and he clenches his eyes shut in horror. No, he would not be Pavlov dogged here. The mouth on him pulls away, but a long tongue licks at his face.“Ah, did someone like that?”

“Please, just let me eat.” He grits through his teeth, glaring at the floor with watering eyes.

“Very well, since you asked so nicely, but I seem to remember owning your mouth,” Sukuna hums gently before he is lifted and quickly settled into the curse's lap. “I will be feeding this mouth today.” Megumi's nose scrunches in displeasure, but he opens when rice is brought to his mouth.

“Oops.” The curse says as he drops a hefty portion of the rice onto his broad chest. “Sorry, love, seems I've spilled. Clean me up.” It's not an ask, it's a tell. He swallows hard and stares for a moment at the muscles covered in rice. “Come on, baby.” The curse leans back and Megumi's eyes beg for a moment. “Now.” Is commanded and he ducks down and tries his best to just use his teeth to get the rice. It's sticky though and his tongue has to come out to get some errant pieces.

When he's almost done he feels hot liquid spill past his nose and cheek. Green eyes look up to see Sukuna spilling the soup broth over his chest and abs. “Lick me clean.” He shivers and does as told, licking the expanses of skin with his tongue. The miso soup is wasted, he thinks.

“Good boy.” Sukuna's groans and the boy can feel the hard cock pressing against him. He shivers at the words and licks a little too fervently as praise starts pouring from the curse, a hand petting his hair. When his tongue licks over a hard nipple he's surprised when the King tenses below him before groaning. “Again.” Is ordered and he does, eyes peering up to see the curse closing two of his four eyes in pleasure. He reels back then.

No, he would not actively participate like this. Megumi puts his hands to that large stomach and tries to push away. Terrified at having gone so easily along with what Sukuna wanted.

A ferocious growl resounds through him and the hand that was petting him grips his hair tightly and pulls him back down. “Bad boy. Suck.” He firmly keeps his mouth shut, but opens it with a gasp when his ass is slapped. That firm nipple popped between his lips and the King sighing.

“Pleasure me just like that, Megumi.” He glares, but a hand comes down again harder on his ass and he moans at the sting of it. He sucks and licks then, even bites gently and the curse groans openly before pulling his head off and moving him to his neglected nipple. The teen repeats what he'd done, actually surprised at the curse's sensitivity.

Megumi rarely felt anything with his nipples. They were just there for him, but when he flicked his tongue just so he could feel the cock under him jump. Clearly, wanting more, Sukuna pulled him off again and crashed their mouths together, all four hands were on him in some sort of way. Touching, groping, and stroking.

He moaned when his abused cheek was squeezed and Sukuna breathed hotly at that, pulling a hand back and bringing it down hard. Megumi moaned at the blow, eyes clenching shut at the pain, but also from the strange pleasure that came when the immediate squeeze followed.

“Ah, my love, has a pain kink. I should have known.” A kiss is pressed to his throat and he is unceremoniously dumped on the table. His ankles are grabbed and feet placed on the curse's clothed cock. He blinks at the king who grins. “I know, I know, love. Doesn't feel right, does it?” The curse pulls his pants down and two cocks are released. “Now use your feet well or I'll eat them for my own breakfast.”

Fear motivates him then as he uses his toes to skim along the throbbing flesh. Sukuna actually bucks into the touch so he does it again and uses his feet to measure the cock too. It's nearly twenty inches long and the bottom one is slightly longer. He can't believe that went in his throat.

He does his best with what little skill he has, but apparently, the curse is loving it because he gleefully grabs Megumi's feet, placing the arch of each foot on a cock head and rubs precum all over them. “Keep going.” He continues to use his feet to stroke the curse's cocks, he finds Sukuna likes feelings his toes curl gently on his veins and the arch of his foot sliding along his length. It's not long before the King bucks and grabs his feet, pointedly grabbing his ankles to keep them in place. Large hands stroke at twin cocks and then cum is covering his feet, it feels slightly gross being covered in warm thick wetness, watching a fountain of it just pour over the cream of his own skin.

The hand on his ankles pushes his feet up and then the soles of his feet are being covered too. He winces as the grip on him tightens, but if this pleases the curse then he'll keep his feet. When cum is covering his feet completely Sukuna's spend seems to trickle down. It's an amazing amount and he can't imagine how he'd managed to even swallow half that load two days ago.

Sukuna groans as his cocks soften and then brings Megumi's feet to his mouth. His eyes widen in horror and he jerks back in fear. “Shh, shh. You did well.” He feels something warm curl in his belly at the praise and then shivers when that thick tongue comes out and licks the soles of his feet. Then his right foot is sucked on gently, that tongue working between his toes, and then repeating the process on the other foot.

With a small jolt of pleasure, he feels both feet brought into that warmth and freezes when he realizes he's half hard. A hand touches him, but he jolts away. “Don't..I don't want to like this.” He pleads but that mouth smiles cruelly around his feet and teeth press gently in promise. His dick jumps at the idea of pain and pleasure. Tears form, but the curse just lets his feet sit in his warm mouth.

Unconsciously, he wiggles his toes and slides his soles against that thick tongue which earns him a chuckle. Megumi blushes in shame. He hates that when that tongue flicks up he has to bite a moan back. Sukuna pulls his mouth away and he shivers as cold air hits his saliva warmed feet. Teeth nip at his heels and Megumi's brow pinches together and he's biting his lip at the strange pleasure he feels from it.

Thumbs stroke his instep and then teeth bite at his toes, harsher but not enough to sever his flesh from his body. “If I didn't know better, love, I'd think you wanted me to eat them.” A sadistic smile covers the curse's face and the shaman shivers in the face of such joy at his expense.

“N-no, please.” He begs but moans outright when his right foot is roughly brought into that mouth again. Sukuna bites down and he's leaking precum and crying. The teeth are digging in, but again not hard enough to cut the appendage away.

“My perfect boy.” He hears the curse murmur around his foot before his other foot is pulled into that warm, wet cavern. The teeth embed into his ankles and he's screaming when Sukuna bites down, falling back onto the table, chest heaving, pain and pleasure taking over his brain. He lays there cum ruining his robe and the sensation of teeth chewing at him making him moan openly.

His hands are grabbing the table's edge and flexing weakly as the curse sucks on his ankle bones. Megumi knows what bone it is because the King had shown him yesterday and then proceeded to chew on it like a dog. He jerks here and there in pain, but when Sukuna's mouth pulls away he whines and hears the curse shush him gently.

“I think we'll leave them for the time being.” Like a lifeless doll, he is brought back to the curse's chest and carried back to their rooms. His head lolling against a wide shoulder, his blood leaving a trail behind them. He doesn't even process being put into bed again or Yuji shouting his name over and over, rattling his cage.

“Blessing.” His eyes search for that voice, so blurry from the pain, and two hands are gentle on his cheeks. He's almost smothered by them; they are so big, but he moans all the same when his mouth is pried open by those large thumbs. “Good boy.” He jerks his hips and Sukuna smiles at him, it's so warm. It makes Megumi feel happy. “Pretty thing, perfect for me. What a good,” That face comes closer and their lips are touching, mouths breathing into one another, “good girl.” He whines at that and then is being kissed.

The hands on his face move to the bed and when his knees jostle he cries out at the pain. “Megumi!” His name cuts through his haze and he blinks rapidly, pain filling his senses instantly and he's screaming as a hand grabs the stump of his ankle. Sukuna growls deeply and looks at Yuji venomously, an instant whimper coming from the other boy.

“Brat.” Is spat and then those eyes come to him. He's gasping and writhing against the bed at the pain. His hands clawing at the curse's shoulders.

“Hurts, hurts,” He's crying, “Stop, please!” He's begging, tears streaming and the king sighs.

“Shh, love.” Megumi is kissed again and made to struggle more as searing pain fills him as the bleeding flesh is pulled at by sharp claws. The hands on his injuries lick at them and the warm tongues ease him. This pain is familiar. This pain comes with a reward. His body goes lax and he feels that haze coming back. When the king pulls back from their kiss it's to misty green orbs staring above, mouth lax, and soft breathing. “Perfect. Right back to the fun part.”

Megumi feels a clawed finger press to his hole and he whines, shying. “Shh, I know you didn't give this to me yet. I'm just feeling.” That finger just pressed firmly over the tight rim and his dick twitches at the feeling. Then two fingers are there, pulling the tight hole open just a little and then letting it close. He moans into a hand that comes to his mouth, a tongue playing with his.

Sukuna continues this for some time, pulling his hole open gently then letting it flutter closed. “Would feel good with something inside, wouldn't it?” He asks and the boy whines when the pad of a finger presses in. He shies away still and the king atop him chuckles. “Such a virgin.” It's said warmly, like praise. Megumi looks more pointedly at the curse then and sees him smiling.

“It's okay, love. When we become one I want you to be the one to pull me in, wouldn't that be lovely? Your little body swallowing me up? Eating me?” The curse laughs cruelly and the boy whines when the hands on his ankles squeeze painfully, crying out when sharp teeth nip at him. He's hard again and Sukuna uses his nails to tear his robe away. “You going to cum for me again, baby? I'll reward you if you do.” He jolts when tongues run over his bleeding wounds and arches off the bed.

Sukuna continues teasing his hole while a hand comes to Megumi's cock and strokes... “Good girl.” Is whispered into his ear and he sighs into the kiss he's given next, feeling his release build and build. “Cum, baby.” His knees come together and he cries out through a mixed haze of pain and pleasure while his injuries bleed and his dick shoots cum onto his chest. Sukuna kisses him gently, holding his chin, and really opening Megumi up. Making him cry and mewl as their tongues meet over and over.

“Sukuna.” He whines when they part and Sukuna is kissing him fiercely again.

“Yeah, baby girl, say my name again.” The voice is eager and he whines because he hurts and feels so overwhelmed right now.

“Sukuna, hurts.” He moans, and a chuckle fills the space between them.

“Alright, baby, i'll fix you.” And within a breath the pain fades, gentle hands squeeze his regenerated feet and a mouth kisses them both sweetly. “Good as new.” He hears, but his eyes are fluttering. “Exhausted, love?” He nods weakly and a kiss is pressed to his cheek. “Sleep, baby. We'll play more later.” It feels like he can relax now, permission granted, and eyes shutting. Blessed darkness taking him.