The Awakening {Gojo & Sukuna x Reader.}

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"Sku-na..." I was perfectly on his lap when he sat down. He was looking straight at Geto, not at me at all. Geto started talking but I didn't hear what he said because my head hurts and my ears had a strong tinnitus as I kept mumbling Sukuna's name in pain and saw his lips moving but it was impossible to hear their discussion nor any other sound.

After some time he finally looked at me with a satisfied grin.

"Interesting, I want to see that. You can go now." Finally my ears worked again. Geto walked away, I didn't wish him a happy birthday nor gave him his gift.

"Happy birthday she said." I was speechless, my eyes widened and when I opened my mouth to say his name again he filled my mouth with his tongue. I felt Suguru stopping for seconds but resumed his walk, letting me into the king's grip.

Sukuna opened the small box which was meant to be Geto's gift. It was a home made cupcake that Sukuna boldly crunched into.

"Too sweet." He threw it away and even spat it from his mouth. Then he licked my bleeding mouth and had a sly smile.

"Much better." He wanted to rip my hoodie but I hardly stopped him and struggled to take it off on my own. I don't want people to see me naked on the way back. I kept struggling to remove it but couldn't. He had a surprised face that fastly turned into a chuckling one.

"Obedient girl... I don't really like it. Fight me back, I like to see you struggling." Well my bones are broken as you can see, because of you. He finally tore it and instantly attacked my chest. Whenever he touches me, I don't now if it's pleasure or pain. If I love it or hate it. If I accept it or refuse it. As if I'm not alone in this body. He is harsh though, leaving scratches and bits. But I want more of him...

Why am I like this? Tell me Sukuna?

Author pov

After she passed out, Sukuna frowned. He wanted to have more fun, and go all the way to make her know that no one but him can touch her again. Yet her body couldn't tolerate all of that pain. He kept looking at her face remembering Zolda who never lost consciousness despite his roughness. He finally started to understand that both girls had nothing to do with each other.

He healed her body with a single touch on her simadi. She slept on his chest as he felt her soft snoring vibrating all over his chest. As she said his name one more time, a smile appeared over his face. Slowly he's digging his way inside her subconscious perhaps heart.

He wanted her for him, he owns her and won't accept that anyone touches her again. From now on he possesses her, only he is allowed to get close. Especially after Geto's words, the king became more interested in his slave.

They were in her room. He gazed at her face and sat on the bed while she slept profoundly on his lap as she mumbled his name again. He didn't swap back yet, watching her pretty face until he dozed off.

The door was wide open, but before the guest wished a good morning, the sight was able to make him speechless for the whole day. His shirtless fifteen years old student hugged his shirtless twenty one years old student and they were sleeping peacefully together. His smile vanished instantly and the only reaction was watching them for moments.

"It's late so, wake up both of you!" He clapped and got near them. Both opened their eyes and faced each other. They didn't move at all. Yuji saw her boobs again and he directed his gaze to her eyes.

"D-did he hurt you again?" She smiled at him and patted his head telling that she was absolutely fine. After giving a light smile to Gojo, she went to the bathroom. Yuji went to his room to get ready and Gojo stayed followed her.

He gazed at her naked body and got closer to check on her back and everywhere as she chuckled at him repeating that she was fine. Her body was perfectly wound free. So, the worried man didn't find any scratch to start a conversation or drop a comment.

"Are you feeling okay?" She lied to herself again by giving him a smile and a nod but his question and his serious tender voice made her lose control. He hugged her tightly but she pushed him away saying there's nothing to be worried about and that Sukuna was surprisingly good with her this time.

"Really? Why are you crying then?" He slid down his blindfold and wiped her tears as she interiorly begged him to not ask her what exactly happened. Already scolding herself for lying to him about Geto and she doesn't want to lie to him again.

"From now on, let's live together." His soft touch, his gaze and his energy made her feel protected and safe. His voice was able to stop her hiccups and tears. She looked up to see the fuzzy face like the first time they met, the face that saved her twice and will save her forever with a single glance.

At this moment while gazing at each other without a single word, the brightness in their eyes talked and said something to make both of them smile simultaneously. He was putting her stuff in the big suitcase.

"Sato, it's too much, like it's weird living with you... I mean you might invite someone or-" He cut her off immediately telling that it wasn't a question nor a request so he won't accept any objections. He also specified that no one came to his apartment because if he want to fuck girls he do it in hotels. Besides, he's not able to do it for a whole month because of her.

"Also we lived together those past days, we ate, slept and even showered~ together." He added as she sighed at his honesty and determination. More importantly, Sukuna didn't hurt her body nor swipe up to bother her when she was with him.

"I only washed you." After correcting him, she remembered something that preoccupied her mind lately but she didn't have the clue to ask Gojo about it.

"Maybe Ayame would come by." He dropped a cloth and even stopped moving as if her words were a strong bullet that aimed a weak spot to paralyze his whole body. It was her perfect moment to ask him about that girl. For many years he avoided talking about that topic, but it kept chasing him no matter how much he flees.

"She won't." He picked up the dress from the floor and put it in the suitcase. He didn't look at her face, only storing the suitcase. She walked to him and took his face between her hands, gazing deeply at his sad eyes.

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