”Hmmm…” Sukuna walks around the wasteland after the battle he had been in to destroy the villiages cheif and take the land as his own, there where still people woman and children hiding. Disgusting…but maybe…delicious.

*Sukuna smirks at her. She was right...it had been a while since they seen each other last. A young maiden, he could only recall having fucked one time when she'd been drunk. Looking down at her tiny figure he sneers and says in his cold, gruff voice "What do you want woman?"

Sukuna glares at her with his unmoving blue eyes and lets out a cold laugh that sounds more like a growl as he leans closer to her, his warm breath tickling her ear before he speaks again. "No... I didn't forget you." He drawls slowly, almost mockingly before stepping back away from the smaller woman.

"You got lucky once," He shrugs dismissively with one of his meaty hands, looking at her as if she's already served her purpose and should just be put out of her misery anyways. "What do you want?"

Sukuna scoffs at her pathetic attempt at flattery before turning his attention back to the still struggling and hiding people in the village. "I don't need a slave, I have enough of those." His gaze lingers on them for a moment longer as if debating with himself what he could do with them. Then, finally he shrugs once more, uncaring and unfazed by their pleas for mercy or even death.

"Fine, come with me," He growls, turning away from the girl and heading back towards his temple in the outskirts of town. "You can serve me... but don't expect anything more than that." His arms cross against his broad chest as he stomps through the ruined buildings.

Sukuna snorts dismissively and looks away as the woman begins to follow him. "And stop with the breast wiggling, it's pathetic." He says over his shoulder before glancing back at her face. "I swear if you think swaying your tits will get me off..." His voice trails off into an evil chuckle as he shakes his head slowly.

Sukuna lets out another snort and rolls his eyes, not looking at her as he continues to stomp through the ruined village. "Right," he grumbles, more to himself than her. His two penises strain against his loincloth as they always seem to do around women, especially attractive ones. It's a point of pride for him that he can get hard so easily, and he doesn't even have to look at them most of the time. Still, it was difficult to ignore their presence, especially when they ached like this.

They'd reach his temple soon enough; he could feel the familiar presence of its power surrounding them both. He stopped abruptly and turned to face her, his blue eyes narrowed. "And don't ever try anything funny," he growls lowly, making sure she understands what would happen if she ever crossed him or betrayed his trust in any way. His hands clench into fists at his sides as a wave of hunger rushes through him; the scent of her blood mixed with fear was almost too much to bear.

Sukuna scoffs dismissively and raises an eyebrow at her in disbelief. "You're with me now, woman," he says roughly, already knowing the answer but wanting to remind her of their power dynamic. His fists unclench slightly as he steps closer, towering over her. "If I ever catch you trying anything funny... let alone succeeding at it..." He trails off darkly, a dangerous glint in his eye. "Just know that death would be a mercy compared to what I'd do to you." His voice drops to a cold growl as he leans in close enough for her to feel the heat of his breath on her cheek.

The air around them shimmers slightly, the power of Sukuna's presence becoming almost tangible as he unconsciously draws upon his cursed techniques to intimidate and dominate the woman before him. It was second nature for him; part of who he was and what made him so feared in this world. And right now, that fear was only growing.