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Sweat slid down Yuuji’s throat and he dug his nails into the palm of his hand as the bouncer studied his ID. The man glanced at him, eyes lingering, before he looked back down at the ID. 

The reason why Yuuji was sweating: it was a fake one. 

A friend of his brother made it for him, for times like this when he should not be wandering the streets in Shibuya. For omegas, there was a curfew in place. The official reason was to protect them, but Yuuji was sure it was to control omegas.

Yuuji decided that today he wanted to go on an outing. It had been a rather boring day, with his brother busy at work. Yuuji had never known what Choso’s work was, or what it entailed. But he knew that Choso wouldn't be back until early in the morning, so he found today was a great day for an outing. He put on scent patches, loose clothes (to hide his very omegan curves), and hoped for the best. 

Yuuji didn't know what he wanted; he only knew he couldn't sit around at home alone. He was aching to see something, to feel something. 

The bouncer returned his ID and let him into the bar. It was full of noises and smells; pheromones, mostly that of alphas, some betas, and some stale beer that had surely been spilled. Yuuji scrunched up his nose—he hated the smells. They were too strong, with too many overwhelming him and making him feel sick to his stomach. He didn't even know if it was from all the pheromones giving him so much information, or his anxiety of getting caught. 

Yuuji wished sometimes he had presented a beta; a duller sense of smell seemed like a blessing. But no, he had presented as an omega. 

Yuuji sat down at the bar. He ordered a beer, not daring to ask for more. As an omega, he was sensitive to alcohol, so he had better be safe, even more so around all these alphas. The barkeeper eyed him skeptically but gave him one nonetheless, assuming he was of age if let in. 

So Yuuji drank his beer in small sips, finding out he didn't even like beer as he stared at the wood, tr acing the grain on the table with his nail. This whole plan had seemed a lot more exciting in his head, but it turned out to be kind of boring.

It was a regular day in one of Sukuna’s many bars—nothing special was happening, and he liked keeping it that way. He liked uneventful. Uneventful was good, especially in his world, because any sort of negative attention basically meant risk . He was an expert at keeping his bars operating smoothly, with things as calm as possible. After all, they were fronts for his real business dealings in the underworld.

He sat in his office behind his large, ornate desk, eyes glued onto the monitor that displayed a moving collage of the building’s various security cameras. He was quiet, brooding, a recent phone call replaying over and over in his head. It seemed he had business to attend to in the morning, someone to teach a lesson so they’d get in line. And if they didn’t, well. Sukuna would have blood on his hands again, but that wasn’t anything new or special; it was a regular occurrence to which Sukuna never batted an eye anymore.

Sukuna hummed as he leaned back in the burgundy leather chair on which he sat, making it recline just slightly. But then, a flash of pink on the monitors caught his eye.

Sukuna looked over at the screen, eyes narrowing when he saw just how young the new customer looked. How his bouncers let this kid in, he didn’t know, but what he did know was that someone would be getting fired in the morning.

“Tch,” Sukuna tutted, reaching over to his desk to press a button on the telephone that sat on the surface. It beeped, and not a second later, a voice responded on the other end.

“Yes?”

“Uraume, bring that pink-haired kid from the bar to my office.” He commanded and sat back once Uraume responded in the affirmative.

Sukuna sighed. He wasn’t a fan of trouble, but it seemed that trouble was very much a fan of him. 

The beer had been a bad idea, as Yuuji felt the effects of the alcohol in his blood almost instantly. Yuuji felt kind of fizzy and dizzy. As he thought about not drinking the rest of it and leaving, he considered going back home. A small white-haired person walked up to him, standing before him with a blank expression on their face.

“You, come with me.” The person said.

Perplexed, he followed them. Yuuji knew he was in trouble; he was absolutely sure of that. Yuuji began to sweat again, and the collar of his shirt started to choke him, so he fingered at it nervously. At this point, he was sweating so much his scent patches were surely soaked. But he didn't dare to check them—he would out himself as an omega immediately, and he just couldn't get caught. His brother would be furious. 

Panic started to rise in Yuuji as he walked behind that person into the surprisingly large back rooms of the bar. He didn’t talk; the only sound was their steps on the tiled floor. 

The person suddenly came to a halt and knocked on a door. Yuuji could not hear an answer, but that person opened it anyway.

Sukuna looked up from his desk when he heard the knock on the door, setting aside the expensive fountain pen that he had been fiddling with. He placed it down on its rest on his desk, waving his fingers as he mumbled, ‘come in.’ Uraume would hear; they somehow always did.

Sukuna sat back up when the door finally opened, removing his feet from where they rested on his desk. He looked up at the door, eyebrow raising when Uraume led the pink-haired boy in.

Uraume gestured for the boy to move to the center of the room, then quickly left the two of them alone, the door shutting quietly behind them. Like this, even with the door unlocked, no one would ever come bother them—because if they did, Sukuna would have their head.

The person behind the desk was even more impressive. He had pink hair like Yuuji's but a few shades darker than his own. The smell was screaming alpha, of something woody and leathery, making Yuuji even more dizzy.

Sukuna’s interest was piqued. He curled his lips up in a smirk as he stood up from his chair and made his way over to the boy, walking a circle around him as he took in the sight of him. “You’re a pretty little thing,” He drawled as he moved to stand in front of the boy, looking him up and down once more. “And much too young to be in my bar. Where’s your fake ID?”

Sukuna moved to lean against the edge of his desk, legs crossed as he looked the teenager over. He sniffed the air—something smelled sweet, he wasn’t sure what it was. But there was something, and it wiggled its way into his senses slowly, making his irises darken.

”M-m-my fake ID?” Yuuji asked, stuttering. 

“Yes, your fake ID.” Sukuna just shook his head, getting back up onto his feet to circle the boy once more.

He felt the alpha leaning close again. He could hear him breathing loudly and getting as much of his smell as possible. He was hyper-aware of this alpha. Everything was screaming danger, but a small part of his inner omega was preening over the attention the alpha gave him. 

Sukuna moved smoothly, easily, even when he was dressed so formally for where he was. He was dressed in a bespoke suit, navy blue so dark it looked like it was black unless the light hit the fabric just right. His tie was black silk, a stark contrast to the pale pink of his undershirt. He knew how to dress and he dressed well, wrapping his body in expensive pieces of clothing that cost more than several months of salary for most people. He wore jewelry too, thick rings made of rhodium, the rarest and most expensive precious metal.

Sukuna sniffed again, and there it was once more: the smell of something sweet, something flowery. Maybe even green tea. It was a combination of scents that Sukuna wouldn’t have thought to put together, but there they were, all at once, invading Sukuna’s senses and slowly turning him feral.

“Why do you smell so good?” He asked as he placed his index finger on the boy’s shoulder, the cuff of his jacket rising up to expose a hint of his tattoos. He trailed his finger up the boy's neck, where the scent smelled even sweeter. His fingers caught on the edge of the patch, wet as it was. Sukuna’s eyes darkened further.

“Forget your fake ID… why don’t you take this off instead, hm? Omega ?”

Yuuji was scared, as he was caged between the chair, the desk, and the man standing beside him. He was nervously searching for a way out. 

Yuuji felt the man pulling on his patches, and they were wet and loose, almost falling off on their own. Yuuji felt the sweat dripping down his neck. Fuck he got caught, and the alpha standing besides him didn't look like he was someone easy to fool. 

He was in the worst possible situation; alone with an unmated alpha, in a shady bar backroom. 

He could smell the interest of the alpha radiating from him, a rich leather, sandalwood, and something sweeter. Yuuji could feel how he leaned nearer, trying to decipher that smell. 

He heard the other one chuckle, darkly almost into his ear, while pulling the other patch off his skin, unnecessarily leaning halfway over Yuuji to do it.

Sukuna’s nostrils flared as the patches finally fell off and the scent of omega suddenly bloomed in the room. Just as he’d suspected, this young boy had been the source of the smell all along. He pulled back, looking smug, meeting the pink-haired boy’s gaze as he grinned malevolently, fang glinting when it caught the light from above.

“You dare go out when you smell so sweetly,” Sukuna said as he leaned in close again, taking a deep, intoxicating whiff of the omega’s scent straight from the source. “When you’re so young,” Sukuna added, letting his tongue dart out to lap at the boy’s scent gland.

“Tell me, what’s your name?” He said as he pulled away, his blood red eyes turning a darker shade of crimson as desire slowly overcame him. Sukuna was never one to deny himself, and right now he wanted this boy—he wanted to make the boy his. Mine , his alpha was saying, making the urge to bite come to the forefront of his senses

“Y-Yuuji. Itadori Yuuji” Yuuji said. 

But then the alpha licked his gland, one bold stripe across it, Yuuji could barely contain his moan. 

The alpha was dangerously close to his mating gland. 

The alpha wanted to claim him. His instincts told him.Yuuji felt hyper aware of the man leaning close again. He could hear him breathing in loudly through his nose to get as much of his smell as possible. Everything was screaming danger, but a small part of his inner omega was preening over the attention. 

“Itadori Yuuji,” Sukuna repeated with a smirk as he finally got the boy’s name. He didn’t even know anything about this boy, not his age, not where he was from, not what he was doing in his bar. But Sukuna didn’t care. There was something about his scent, something that made Sukuna’s head spin like never before. He wanted this boy, needed to bite him, make him his forever—and Sukuna had never mated before.

Sukuna had always been the type to fuck around, maybe once in a while he’d keep a relationship if it was interesting enough. But he’d never wanted to bite anyone, never wanted to keep them forever.

But this boy, the way he smelled.

Sukuna took another deep inhale, standing now behind Yuuji. He snaked a hand around Yuuji’s waist, pulling the boy close until Yuuji’s back was pressed against his strong chest.

“You smell so good it’s criminal…” Sukuna grinned, his crimson eyes betraying how feral he really felt. He reached up with his free hand to grip Yuuji’s hair, to use it as leverage to pull the boy’s head to the side, exposing his gland. Yuuji was sure a few strands of hair would get pulled out. Pressed to the alpha's chest, a strong arm around him, the omega in him turning crazy, begging for more at the possessive behavior. 

“No matter. You’re mine now.” Sukuna drawled, as if he hadn’t just announced that he was about to claim this omega. He said it as casually as if he was just telling Uraume to do something, but he leaned in before the omega could protest.

In the next second, he bit, fangs sinking down right on that gland that just smelled so fucking good . He moaned as the taste of Yuuji and his blood seeped onto his tongue, as his senses filled with Omega , with minemineminemine . He wondered how Yuuji felt, whether the boy was filled with both pain and fear and ecstasy .

Yuuji didn’t even know his name, but from now on, it was all he’d ever know.

Yuuji felt the alpha’s teeth in him, his venom in him, sealing the bond. He felt warm from the inside, the pain was almost unbearable for a moment, but turned into pure bliss soon after. 

Yuuji heard his blood, his pulse in his ears. And through it all, he heard someone moan, deep and guttural. He needed a moment to understand that he was the one who moaned. Yuuji’s knees buckled, almost giving out, but the arm around him held him even tighter. And Yuuji, leaning against the strong chest, was thankful that his alpha did not let him fall. 

He felt the fangs of the alpha leaving him, making him softly moan again as the man softly lapped at the wound. He felt himself turning his head even further, giving his alpha more room. 

His alpha. Yuuji liked how that sounded. Something in him rang as he thought it was an unbreakable truth. He could smell himself so strongly that it almost burned in his nose. This smell was him, but he hadn't smelled it often, so sweet like it was now, and more concentrated than usual. 

He was aroused.

Sukuna growled with possessiveness just as the guttural moan left Yuuji’s throat. He let out a soft grunt, arousal flooding his own body as Yuuji’s scent sweetened even more, tempting his inner alpha so deeply. He held his sweet, sweet omega close, tight, rumbling deep in his chest as he nosed into Yuuji’s neck, inhaling the intoxicating scent of his omega. 

The alpha lapped at the mating bite, their now unbreakable bond, before he finally spun Yuuji around and backed him up against the desk. “Little omega,” He said as he lifted Yuuji by his ass to sit him down on the desk, his smile malevolent all the way, “How fortunate you wandered into my bar and not some other old geezer’s,” Sukuna chuckled as he leaned in close, their lips merely inches apart.

“Nobody will ever treat you as well as I can,” Sukuna murmurs against Yuuji’s lips, his hand going back into the soft pink hair, holding it tight as he crashed their lips together.

His omega was small, so much smaller than him, and it made Sukuna’s alpha roar in possessiveness, made him want to ruin this omega and devour him whole.

“Now tell me… what do you want, Itadori Yuuji?” Sukuna asked with a smirk as he broke the kiss and stood up straight to look down at Yuuji. Sukuna’s cock strained in his pants, no doubt an answer to the slick that Sukuna could now smell in the room.

Yuuji only felt big hands on the back of his thighs, and suddenly, he sat on the desk, the alpha standing between his spread legs, so near. Their shared arousal was in the air, not helping to clear his thoughts. 

Then the hand was back in his hair, lips on his, and in his moment, with the alpha's venom in his blood and their pheromones in the air, he didn't doubt anything the alpha said. He was happy to have found him, and he was sure he would treat him well. 

The kiss was not romantic or tender and full of love like Yuuji had thought his first kiss would be. No, he had the rusty, metallic taste of his blood in his mouth, and he got kissed like the alpha wanted to devour him whole. 

The kiss lasted forever, or just a second—Yuuji didn't know. But it ended too soon. It made him whine, following Sukuna's mouth until the hand in his hair would allow it. 

What did he want? He wanted so much, but he wanted to know who he kissed and who this alpha was. Now that he's his alpha. 

“I want to know who you are,” he said, feeling his lips swollen. Cringing a little, he felt so small in this situation, looking up to his alpha.

The way his omega followed after him, tried to prolong the kiss, had Sukuna’s heart fluttering in his chest. There was something about this boy, about Yuuji, that made Sukuna’s chest tighten and his instincts scream. But that was something for Sukuna to think about later, because right now, he had other priorities. Like making his mate writhe and moan and scream with pleasure.

When Yuuji said he wanted to know who Sukuna was, Sukuna just smiled. A genuine smile, though it was tainted with mirth and the slightest hint of cruelty—the kind that Yuuji would be able to see in his eyes if he really, really looked.

“Ryoumen Sukuna.” He answered as he moved his hand to rest on his omega’s cheek and let his thumb run over his jaw, then finally over his lower lip. “But you, my sweet, you can call me Sukuna.” He said as he pressed his thumb into Yuuji’s mouth, pressed it flat against his tongue.

Sukuna licked his own lips, taking another deep inhale of the air around them, savoring the way their scents mixed together so perfectly it made his cock throb. He pulled his thumb out of Yuuji’s mouth and finally reached down, helping Yuuji out of his loose clothes. “Let’s see what you’re hiding beneath all these clothes, darling,” Sukuna drawled as he pulled Yuuji’s clothes off one at a time, until he was naked on the desk.

The alpha’s breath caught in his throat when he finally saw the omega laid bare, eyes glinting with mischief as he leaned in for another kiss. 

“Look at you,” Sukuna cooed into Yuuji’s mouth, nipping at his lower lip. “Has anybody seen you like this before, omega?” It was a loaded question, and Sukuna really needed to hear the right answer.

Yuuji sucked obediently on the offered digit, tasting his skin, salty and smoky in his mouth, making the heat between his legs even worse. 

He never felt something like this, this greed in him. Maybe it was the mating bite echoing Sukuna's desire on his own, or perhaps it was because it was not only his hands touching him. 

Yuuji shook his head as Sukuna asked if anybody had seen him like this. The arousal added to his dizziness from the bite. He almost felt like he was drunk. 

His neck was throbbing, but another feeling was rising in him. In his core was heat, molten and burning. He wanted more; he wanted him closer. Ryoumen Sukuna, his mate, his alpha. The heat in his middle was almost painful as he was pushed to lie on the table by one hand on his chest that almost spanned the whole of it. He could feel the tent in the alpha's pants digging into his inner thighs, almost where he wanted it the most. 

The desk was cold, and the back of his thighs dug into the edge uncomfortably, making him squirm and whine. It sounded pathetic, even to his ears. 

“Hush, poor thing. Hold on to me,” said Sukuna, grabbing him and carrying him over princess-style to the plush chaise lounge chair in the corner. 

Carefully, Sukuna laid him on it. This was better, and Yuuji chirped, thankful, only to be surprised by the sound he made. He never did that before.

Seeing Yuuji shake his head no to his answer soothed the possessive alpha inside of Sukuna. Quite honestly, Sukuna didn’t know what he would’ve done if Yuuji said that someone had seen him like this before—it would’ve probably involved asking for names. And guns. It would’ve involved guns. But Yuuji was his and his alone, now and forever, and Sukuna was very, very pleased.

Once he’d gently laid Yuuji down onto the lounge chair, Sukuna knelt down on the floor beside him, licking his lips as he took in the sight of the omega once more.

“So beautiful, and all mine. I must’ve pleased the gods for them to give me such a gift,” The alpha said as he started undressing himself. 

First he removed his jacket, letting the expensive piece fall onto the ground without a care in the world. Then he undid his tie, carefully scenting it before he handed the silk to Yuuji to give him something to hold as the alpha removed the rest of his clothes. Sukuna watched his omega, watched every expression, listened to every sound the boy made as he finally  removed his belt and his pants, leaving him in his boxer briefs.

His arousal was obvious, a massive tent in his underwear. The head, already gathering precum, peeked out from the top of his waistband. He licked his fangs hungrily, then ran his tongue over his lower lip. Then, Sukuna slipped his thumbs into the waistband of his black boxer briefs and pushed them down to mid-thigh, letting them stay there as his cock sprang free. He fisted it in his hand, once then twice, before he finally moved to kneel at the foot of the lounge chair, by Yuuji’s legs.

He reached big hands over, resting them on Yuuji’s knees before he spread them and held them apart. What he saw there had his cock throbbing, the desire thrumming through his body uncontrollably now. 

“Come closer, baby,” Sukuna cooed, trying to get Yuuji to scoot down the couch so he would be easier for Sukuna to reach. Sukuna was hungry and right in front of him there was an entire meal. How could he ever resist?

As Yuuji scooted down closer toward him, Sukuna dragged him forcefully down the rest of the way, until the boy’s hips were flush against the edge of the lounge. Sukuna was leaning in between his legs in no time, pressing his cheek against Yuuji’s cocklet, tongue darting out to press into its slit and taste the precum there. Sukuna’s hands moved to rest on Yuuji’s thighs as he leaned down, bringing himself face to face with Yuuji’s cunt, so soaked with slick it was leaking down his thighs and onto the lounge.

“Do you touch yourself here?” The alpha asked as he brought a hand forward, letting his thumb brush over the omega’s virgin hole. He rubbed circles with his thumb, teasing around but never slipping in.

Yuuji observed Sukuna as he removed his clothes, finding out that the tattoos on his face and the few on his neck were part of one big coherent piece. Odd circle-like markings on his shoulders, double rings on his arms. A symmetrical design down his chest, reaching down to his abs. Double rings around his biceps and wrist, as well as one ring on his thighs. Yuuji was almost hypnotized by it. He couldn’t look away. 

The alpha said that he should scoot down to the edge of the lounge, surely looking like some snail. He did not make much progress before Sukuna’s hands circled his tights and tugged him to the edge, legs awkwardly hanging down until Sukuna made him place them on his shoulders. 

He suddenly found the alpha between his legs, licking the tip of his cock, licking the slick on it away and making him gasp and blush. Yuuji could feel the blush deepen as the alpha was face-to-face with his cunt. 

A finger was teasing the hole, and he could feel himself tighten around nothing. 

“I’ve never touched myself there,” Yuuji said, the sudden urge to tell the truth. “Not even during my heat; I just used my cocklet.” he was cringing; he sounded so pathetic. 

He could feel his blush wandering down; he was probably as pink as his hair.

The moment Yuuji said that he had never touched his hole or played with it, it was like something inside of Sukuna snapped. He had to hold back a moan.

Fucking virgins wasn’t new to him. But the fact that his omega, his mate , had never even touched his own cunt, blew a hole right through Sukuna’s self-control. He gritted his teeth, his jaw clenching visibly as he placed his tongue flat against Yuuji’s slit, moaning at the sweet taste of his slick. He licked a broad stripe, from his hole to the tip of his cock, before he buried his face back between Yuuji’s legs, licking right into his hole to get as much slick as he could on his tongue.

But Sukuna wasn’t a patient man. Especially not when it came to little omegas and their pretty little virgin cunts.

Sukuna pulled himself away soon enough, his hand flying back down to his thick alpha cock, stroking slowly over the tattoos and piercings as he turned his eyes back up to look at Yuuji’s flushed face.

“Such a good omega, saving yourself for your alpha,” Sukuna smirked, eyes blown completely wide as he moved to kneel between Yuuji’s legs. “Saved this pretty little pussy, just for me,” He said as he slapped the head of his cock against Yuuji’s slit, mouth opening just slightly as he rocked his hips and slid the pierced underside of his length through Yuuji’s sopping wet folds.

“Now, be good for alpha,” Sukuna said, pressing a kiss on one of Yuuji’s knees on his shoulders.

The alpha looked down, watching as he lined himself up against Yuuji’s entrance. He gave the omega no time to think or protest—in the next moment, Sukuna was gripping Yuuji’s hips and burying himself in to the hilt with a feral growl.

Yuuji screamed in surprise. It hurt as he felt something catching on his rim, then almost unbearable pressure built in his cunt as Sukuna pressed in. 

Suddenly, with a sharp pain, the resistance was gone. He felt weird bumps on Sukuna's dick, catching again and again on his rim, making Yuuji sob. 

Yuuji had no room to move in this position, so he could only take what Sukuna could give him. Eventually, Sukuna was buried all the way. He could feel Sukuna's hips pressing against his ass. He tried to be good for his alpha, but didn't know how. 

So he just tried to be as relaxed as possible, even as he was so overwhelmed. He reached out for his alpha, wanting to have him near, wanting to nuzzle his face into his neck or his chest. Yuuji didn't care; he just sought comfort in his mate.

Sukuna had to take a moment to stay still and savor the feeling. Yuuji felt so warm around him, so wet, so tight . And the omega clenched around him, tightening and relaxing over and over again as he tried to get used to the intrusion. Sukuna had to take a calming breath or two. It wasn’t that Sukuna didn’t have the stamina, it was just that being so close to his mate, buried so deep, was doing things to the alpha that hadn’t ever happened to him before with any other omega.

Sukuna was hooked.

“Good boy,” Sukuna whispered as he leaned in to press kisses all over Yuuji’s face—on his forehead, the tip of his nose, right on his lips. “Such a good omega for me, so sweet, so fucking tight,” He said through gritted teeth.

“Gonna make you feel good,” Sukuna said as he finally moved his hips, pulling out slowly, letting Yuuji feel every single piercing on their way out. Then, Sukuna got a glint in his eye, mischievous and malevolent, as he caught Yuuji’s eyes and held his gaze.

“I’m going to put pups in you,” The alpha said with a toothy grin, fangs on full display as he finally slammed his hips back in, burying his cock until the tip hit Yuuji’s cervix.

Sukuna started up a heavy pace, fast and rough and claiming, bullying his way into his omega’s deflowered cunt every time. He licked his fangs as he listened to how wet Yuuji was, the squelching music to his ears. He brought one hand down, wrapping around Yuuji’s small omega cock and stroking it slowly, a contrast to how hard he snapped his hips.

Yuuji thought he could not feel any fuller. The stretch almost hurt, and he could feel himself fluttering around Sukuna.

The kisses and praise he received from his mate made his inner omega preen. He wanted more, to be obedient, and to get more affection from his mate.

The pace was punishing. And as Sukuna started to jerk him off, it was too much; he felt himself clench hard around the alpha’s cock. Pressure in his core was building more and more. He just wanted to find release. He arched more into Sukuna's grip, or tried to at least. The position they were in did not allow him to move much.

He whined, needy and loud, a wordless plea for more. It only took a few jerks more of Sukuna's hand on his dick; he still was hammering into him as he found his release, moaning loudly in ecstasy. Head falling back, his throat bared—a clear, submissive gesture.

He writhed in the small space under Sukuna’s full-weight. He dug his fingers and nails into the alpha’s skin, leaving small, half-moon-shaped welts.

He came so hard, felt his slick spurt almost to his chin as the squelching of his pussy got even louder.

The last thing Sukuna had said rang in his mind, so he started to beg. He wanted it.

“Alpha, please, come give me pups. Come in me, pleasepleaseplease . Alpha, fill me up.” he whined.

He had never thought about that before, but now with his mate buried in his cunt, it just seemed the logical response.

Sukuna’s senses had completely abandoned him at this point. He was gone; completely given over to his desires, to the need to make his omega feel good, to make him whine and beg and sob for more. And so that was what he did. He slammed his hips into Yuuji, listening to the way the omega whined and moaned, finding all the right spots to hit to make him tremble.

In this position, Sukuna had Yuuji exactly how he wanted him—completely helpless, completely submissive. And as the omega reached his peak, clenching so tightly around him, Sukuna just growled and bit his lower lip. It made his fang dig into the flesh, made fresh blood start dripping down his chin as he kept slamming into Yuuji to chase his own end, his cock starting to swell at its base.

And when his mate started begging for Sukuna to give him pups, Sukuna couldn’t take it anymore either. One, two, three more thrusts and he was forcing his knot into the omega, bullying his way in and locking them together as he came with a grunt. He filled Yuuji just like the omega begged, came in him so hard the boy’s belly bulged just a bit with just how much of his seed he’d planted there.

Sukuna sighed as he gently helped Yuuji get his legs down before he leaned in to kiss him, the taste of iron in both their mouths.

“Such a pretty little pet,” Sukuna murmured into Yuuji’s mouth, pushing himself up onto his elbows to bracket the boy on the lounge underneath him. He pulled back to meet his gaze. “I like how you look painted in my blood,” He smirked.

Yuuji felt warm and so, so full. He looked up into Sukuna's face, he could feel him everywhere. He took his hands and felt shyly over his abdomen, which was slightly bulging, making him moan again. He could feel the knot through his skin, and him locking it in place in his pussy. 

He looked up into Sukuna's face, a slight trace of now dried blood on his mouth, down his jaw, and smeared on Yuuji’s chest. 

The worst was that his smirk looked good on his face, even when it was too broad, showing almost too many perfect white teeth and massive canines. It was nearly scary how good he looked. 

For a moment, he was scared of the man over him, of the man in him. 

What made him tug on the knot when he tried lying in a slightly more comfortable position? He was still fighting with pins and needles in his legs; no wonder, given the position and how long Sukuna had him forced into it. 

The praise felt so good, and it made him purr, wanting more of it. 

Yuuji moved his hand to the man's face, laying it on his cheek and tracing the tattoos there. Sukuna lowered his head, kissing him softly despite the iron taste in their mouths. This was the first soft kiss they shared. 

The knot came down soon enough, and while Sukuna pulled out, making them both hiss, Yuuji cringed at how much slick and cum flowed out of him. 

Suddenly, he came back to his senses. He was utterly mortified as he took his situation in.

As Sukuna pulled away from the kiss, brushing soft fingers over the boy’s fucked out hole to feel the cum that was leaking out there, Sukuna swiped his tongue over his lower lip. He tasted the blood, licked at it more until the crimson disappeared from his golden skin and the taste slowly faded away.

He could see that Yuuji was starting to come back to his senses. The boy’s eyes widened and he looked absolutely mortified at everything that he saw. Sukuna couldn’t help chuckling then, leaning down to lick a broad stripe over the boy’s leaking slit, savoring the mixed taste of his seed and Yuuji’s slick. Sukuna often kept small towels accessible in his office, it came in handy whenever things got messy and bloody. He took one and helped clean Yuuji, just enough so he wouldn’t be too uncomfortable.

“Don’t look so mortified now,” Sukuna teased, “Do I have to remind you that moments ago you were begging for me?” He asked as he started getting himself dressed, one piece of clothing at a time. He tossed Yuuji’s clothes back over to the boy.

“Get yourself dressed, I am taking you home,” He said, pressing the button on the phone on his desk to summon Uraume. When the beta arrived, Sukuna ordered them to help Yuuji with his clothes, then take him to their waiting car.

Of course, he never specified which home he was taking Yuuji to. The boy could think that Sukuna was bringing him back home for all the alpha cared—but that was never going to happen. His home was with Sukuna now, and Sukuna was going to make sure that Yuuji knew exactly that.

Once Sukuna had finished getting himself dressed, he followed Yuuji and Uraume to the car. He hadn’t bothered wearing his suit jacket, and it left his shoulder holster clearly visible, where Yuuji could see his pistol. Sukuna didn’t care, they were passing through the back way, no one from the public would see he was armed. Besides, the visible gun would be a threat to his omega: run and you’ll be in very big trouble.

The whole ride was tense. Yuuji sat as far as he could away from the alpha, glancing over to Sukuna every few seconds. To Sukuna and his gun. 

He somehow missed that before, but now that they were sitting in the car, Sukuna without his suit jacket, he saw it there. Black with a handle made out of leather, shining dangerously in the low light of the street. 

“We needed to turn down that street, I live there,” Yuuji said after they passed the street where he lived, looking shocked at Sukuna. 

He had never asked where he lived—Sukuna had never asked where Yuuji lived. 

He now understood that he was going home with his mate. Not to his home, to his mate's home.

He was sure a person like Sukuna would probably live in something resembling Bowser’s Castle, and he was scared again. 

He glanced over to Sukuna, who, this time, locked eyes with him, smirking at a joke only he could hear. 

To make this moment worse, he felt the cum seeping out of him, wetting his crotch, filling the air with the salty, musky smell of Sukuna's cum. 

Yuuji debated jumping out of the running car, but took another glance at Sukuna and the gun he was wearing so carefully. He was sure that causing a scene would only worsen things for him. That, and the door was probably locked. 

When would this drive finally end? It felt like an eternity.

The drive didn’t take all that long, not really. They made it home relatively quickly to one of Sukuna’s many penthouses in the heart of the city. Sukuna was chatting with Uraume, making small talk and discussing business here and there as he sat next to his omega, one hand moving to rest on Yuuji’s thigh. He could smell the evidence of their mating in the air—salty with his cum and metallic with their blood. 

As soon as the car pulled into the parking building, Sukuna got out of the car and gestured for the omega to come with him. He grabbed Yuuji by the hand to bring him closer, then wrapped an arm around the boy’s waist. “Come on,” He said to hurry Yuuji up—the less time they spent out in the open, the better.

He wrapped an arm around Yuuji’s waist once he entered the special private elevator that led all the way up to the penthouse. The three of them rode up to the top floor, and once the elevator doors opened, Sukuna nudged Yuuji forward.

“Go on,” he gently encouraged, “This is your home now,” he said as he exited the elevator, leaving his shoes by the entryway as he headed inside.

Yuuji looked through the apartment carefully. His new home. He was scared, feeling like he was in a stranger’s home. And he was, but the stranger was his mate. 

The word tasted weird on his tongue.

The apartment was looking significantly less like Bowser’s Castle than he thought; it looked nice. Carefully put together, expensive-looking. Not like Choso’s and his home, which has pieced-together furniture, hand-me-downs, and thrift finds. They didn’t always have money, even with Choso making more now at his new job. Whatever it was, anyway. Yuuji’s brother always kept his new job a secret.

Sukuna was waiting before what seemed to be the bedroom door, and he shied away. He did not want to consider the implications of sleeping in one bed. 

Sukuna started removing his gun from its holster and checking the safety. “Come here, baby. Let’s take a shower, let me clean you up,” He said as he walked into their now shared bedroom, then to the en suite bathroom. He placed the gun down by the sink.

“Uraume will take you shopping for clothes tomorrow,” He said as he started undressing, waiting for Yuuji to catch up to him.

The alpha was standing with his back to him, and Yuuji saw that the tattoos were on his back too, stopping just over the two little dimples on Sukuna's back. 

Showering sounded nice, especially in that shower. He had never seen one that big and fancy, it could easily hold five persons at the same time. 

So he removed his clothes under watchful Sukuna’s eyes, who stood under the shower already.

Yuuji slowly walked to the shower, eyeing Sukuna. His eyes followed a drop of water down his chest, over his piercings, glimmering in the bathroom light, down his abs, and… 

Wait—piercings, yep. Sukuna had a nipple piercing in both nipples, simple silver studs. 

With his mouth gaping, he looked into Sukunas's eyes. 

“Come on.” Sukuna urged him on. 

Yuuji followed the order. Standing under the water was heavenly; it was balm for his sore muscles, and when Sukuna tugged him into his chest, laid his arms around him, and rested his chin on his head, Yuuji let him. It felt good having someone hold him like that. 

After a few moments, Sukuna let him go, pulled out a bottle of shampoo, and motioned him to stand with his back to Sukuna. Sukuna started washing his hair, gently massaging his scalp, and Yuuji relaxed, only to get tense again when Sukuna made him lean against his chest once more. 

Sukuna started to wash his body. And Sukuna was thorough, cleaning every inch. It made Yuuji giddy as he was getting aroused again, and he hoped that Sukuna couldn’t tell. 

When Sukuna’s hands reached his chest, he squeezed his tits together, making Yuuji squeal in surprise. He moaned in the next second when his nipples got meanly teased, making a rush of desire zap down his spine. 

Soon, Sukuna resumed washing Yuuji, a big hand slipping between his legs, making him gasp. 

Sukuna pressed kisses along the side of Yuuji’s head, down his neck. He was very gentle and careful, much different now, compared to how he’d been at his office not even an hour ago. No, right now it was a different version of Sukuna in the shower with Yuuji, a different alpha who seemed like he might actually be capable of being kind.

“Let me clean you up,” Sukuna said with a small smile, as if he were doing Yuuji a massive favor. He leaned in and lapped at Yuuji’s scent gland, still red and inflamed from the fresh bite. He dragged his lips over the fresh wound, then dug his fangs into it again, as if reminding Yuuji just who it was that he belonged to.

“My sweet omega, you took me so well earlier,” Sukuna whispered into Yuuji’s ear, his fingers slipping between Yuuji’s folds, gently brushing over his undoubtedly sore entrance. He whispered sweet nothings into the boy’s ear, the tip of a finger dipping inside of the boy, feeling just how wet he still was with slick and his own cum.

Yuuji didn’t need to know it, but right now it was more like Sukuna belonged to him—with a one-sided mating bite, Sukuna would start wasting away if Yuuji was far away from him for too long. But he wasn’t about to make the boy bite him back; he wanted Yuuji to come to that decision himself. He wanted his mate to bite him back out of his own free will, and so Sukuna didn’t tell him about it at all.

Instead, Sukuna turned Yuuji around to face him, leaning in to kiss the boy on the mouth. And then he was pressing Yuuji against the wall as he kneeled down on the tile, lifting Yuuji’s legs up and hooking them over his shoulders. This way, Sukuna had complete access to his sore cunt. The alpha leaned in and buried his face in Yuuji’s folds right away.

Sukuna placed his hands on Yuuji’s thighs, keeping him still as he licked into his hole, moaning as he tasted the slick and cum that leaked out of him. Yuuji tasted so sweet when he was full of Sukuna’s cum—and Sukuna knew he was absolutely hooked.

“Taste so good full of my cum, baby,” Sukuna murmured, tongue licking at Yuuji’s omegan cock from base to tip. “Gonna have to keep pumping you full,” he grinned wolfishly, then buried his tongue right back inside the boy, trying to get as much of him as he could.

Yuuji's feet suddenly left the earth when Sukuna lifted him. Yuuji practically sat on Sukuna's shoulders, holding on reflexively to the tiled shelf. He hoped that Sukuna would not let him fall. 

Sukuna kissed down his dick to his cunt, contact with the sore skin there made Yuuji hiss, but Sukuna's tongue was like balm, and soon, he was moaning again while Sukuna ate him out, slurping and lapping on his cunt.

The cold tile on his back was forgotten while Yuuji’s other hand grabbed Sukuna’s hair, tugging on it. 

It was good, too good, and soon Yuuji was close again—but it was not enough. Begging for sweet release, he let go of Sukuna’s hair, fisting his cock, digging his nail in the slit there. This was what took him over the edge, but this orgasm was not as hard as the one before. More slowly dripping like honey, Sukuna was dragging it out as he still was tongue-fucking him.

Yuuji was suddenly so tired. 

When Sukuna let him down, he almost fell; his legs just stopped working. Sukuna washed Yuuji down again and then himself, and soon after, Yuuji was patted down with the softest towel he had ever felt, leaning against Sukuna for stability. 

It seemed that Sukuna came to the same conclusion as Yuuji and just carried him into the bedroom, where he sat on the bed.

Coming to a kneel, he looked up to Sukuna with big eyes. 

“When we go shopping tomorrow, what will I wear until then?” Yuuji asked. He got a dramatic sigh as his only answer. 

Sukuna walked over to a sideboard, yanking something out of it, and came back over to Yuuji. Sukuna gave him a T-shirt of his, smelling of laundry detergent. Sukuna’s shirt was so well worn that his smell was so deep in the fabric that even washing couldn't remove it.

Sukuna helped Yuuji get the shirt on, though if it was up to him he would’ve kept the omega naked the rest of the night. Or just naked all the time—they were at home, anyway. What need did Yuuji have for clothes, since all they’d do was obscure his body, after all? And Sukuna, well, he wanted to be able to see his mate as much as he liked.

But if it made Yuuji comfortable for now, Sukuna was happy to oblige. Yuuji had had enough shock to his system for one day, after all, what with Sukuna biting and claiming him on a whim.

Once Yuuji was dressed in his shirt, Sukuna climbed into the bed with him, naked as the day he was born. He pulled the omega close to his chest, burying his face in Yuuji’s damp hair as he held the small boy close. The difference in their sizes was stark and hard to miss, but Sukuna loved it this way. He loved that he could toss his omega around like a ragdoll, lift him and carry him with ease.

“It’s late,” Sukuna said as he glanced at the clock on the nightstand. It was past midnight and Sukuna was used to staying up much later, but he was tired now. He’d had a rather busy day and an even more exciting night, after all. And tomorrow, he had more bullshit to deal with, some new gang trying to infringe on his territory—and Sukuna knew there would have to be blood, if those idiots were going to learn to stay out of his lane.

“Let’s sleep, sweet thing,” he mumbled, closing his eyes once he settled back in after he reached over to turn the lamp off on the nightstand. If Yuuji didn’t want to cuddle, Sukuna wasn’t going to give him any choice about it. The alpha held on tightly, pulling the blankets over their bodies. He sighed, content to be with Yuuji, the only omega he’d ever wanted to claim, in his bed. He nosed into the omega’s swollen scent gland, letting out a soft, contented hum when he smelled Yuuji’s scent straight from its source.

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Somewhere through the night, Yuuji woke up, his cheek squished against something hot. Confused, he looked around and saw that he had been sleeping on Sukuna’s shoulder while the alpha was lying on his back, breathing deeply and steadily. Too tired to change something, he just lay back on it. Sukuna sighed in his sleep and moved his arm to tug Yuuji closer.

As much as he hated the situation, he felt safe in Sukuna’s arms, he thought as he was falling asleep again.

When Yuuji woke up again, he did so because the sun shone directly into his face. After a glance around, he was alone.

Yuuji could hear someone moving around in the apartment, so he decided to investigate.

Standing up, he saw that the shirt he wore, Sukuna's shirt, ended at his mid-thigh. So even without underwear, he was decently clothed.

He followed the noises, smelling the food as he walked closer, his stomach growling.

Yuuji opened the door and stood in the kitchen, finding that the white-haired person was behind the island.

“Sit down and eat; we have much to do today,” they said.

“And you are?” Yuuji said, moving closer but not sitting just yet.

“Uraume. Master Sukuna's personal assistant.”

“Oh, okay,” Yuuji shrugged. Personal assistant? He never knew people could have that.

“You will eat now, then you will get ready. Master Sukuna said we should get you new clothes. Oh, and I washed your clothes. They are insufficient, but they have to be enough for now.”

Uraume made sure to grab a plate and set it down for Yuuji at the island, filling it with some breakfast food that they figured the teen would like—basically an omurice with a few small extra things on the side. It wasn't anything special, but that would come in the future, once Uraume got to know the boy's tastes better. For now, they made something simple and easy, since they knew that they had to get going quickly. They grabbed a pair of chopsticks and placed them down on a napkin next to Yuuji's plate, offering a tight-lipped smile as they gestured for Yuuji to take a seat.

"Go on, enjoy your breakfast. I must get you your clothes," They said as they started heading for the laundry room. "Would you like some coffee?" Uraume called out. They usually make Sukuna's coffees in the morning, so they had a good handle on the fancy, expensive espresso machine that sat on the marble countertops in the kitchen.

Once Uraume got Yuuji's clothes, they placed them on the island near Yuuji, clean and folded pristinely. They immediately set off to make a cup of coffee for Yuuji, getting a smooth pull of espresso before they added more hot water to turn it into a long coffee. Uraume placed the cup on a saucer and placed both down in front of Yuuji, placing the matching containers of coffee and cream next to it.

"Once you've eaten please change your clothing, we have a long day ahead of us. Sukuna-sama needs us to be back around lunch time, since he will be taking the rest of the day off to spend more time with you." Uraume said, as they went to lean against the counter, observing the omega curiously.

Uraume had never seen their boss want someone so deeply, never seen Sukuna even consider biting anyone. And yet here this boy was, living an entirely different life overnight.

Under the careful eyes of Uraume, Yuuji finished his food and excused himself to the bathroom to get ready. He figured since they had showered just the night before that he didn't need to shower. Besides, maybe he didn't want to scrub Sukuna’s scent from his skin. The smell calmed him. It was the one thing that was palpable about the situation, even when all of this and his new mate stressed him. He felt like he got kidnapped. Yuuji thought about his brother—Choso was surely searching for him now.

When he was done getting ready, Uraume was waiting for him, already ready to leave. So Yuuji sighed and did as he was told.

They went into three shops. In the first one, Yuuju tried telling Uraume that he didn't want to wear what they had picked, but Uraume didn't relent. After a little while, the shop attendants began to whisper about him causing a scene and he just gave up. Uraume kept saying that they had to be back for lunch, and they made it clear that ’Master Sukuka hates nothing more than being late.’ So Yuuji just let Uraume shoo him around obediently, trying anything on that Uraume told him to. He tried his best not to look in the mirror while he did that and walked out of the changing room to get the clothes approved or disapproved by Uraume.

Between shops two and three, Uraume told Yuuji they could go to the department store if they still had time. Sukuna had said he would need nesting material, which Yuuji was excited about. It gave him something to look forward to, so after that, he rushed to try everything on as he just wanted to finish up. He tried on enough clothes for what felt like enough outfits for an entire army. He wondered when he would wear all of this, but Yuuji didn't ask that question; he was sure he wouldn't like the answer.

The worst was Shop 4, a lingerie store specialized for omegas. Yuuji almost died when he saw what kind of lingerie was sold there, but luckily, he just had to try on two things. After that, the shop attendant and Uraume started to pick out some things for him, while Yuuji stood there and tried not to look at what was picked out, ignoring the fact that he was the one expected to wear all of it.

Yuuji felt the gaze of some of the other shop attendants on him and heard them whisper something. He tried to ignore them, but Yuuji thought he had heard something about Sukuna’s son, and jealousy burned in him at this. He flinched as Uraume touched his arm, telling him they would go to the department store now, ushering him out of the lingerie store and into the department store. 

“Everything I want?” Yuuji asked, he couldn't believe that he had heard right.

“Yes, everything, but no cheap blankets made of microfiber or this cheap fleece. Sukuna hates them,” Uraume said, matter-of-factly.

Yuuji didn't understand that rule. If it was his nest, why did it matter if Sukuna liked it? A few times, Yuuji saw that Uraume pulled something out of his cart, but they never put anything into it. He couldn't care less; being in a store and getting told he could get anything he wanted, and could get all the fancy blankets he always wished for, but never got, was heaven.

He found a blanket that he'd always wanted. The label said that it was made out of wool and silk, and was a deep, rich red, the exact shade of Sukuna’s eyes. Yuuji touched it carefully; it was so soft. He debated whether he really should get it as he looked at the price tag. 

He looked at Uraume, for help but they just shrugged. “If you want it, you can have it.” 

“But he spent a fortune on me today,” Yuuji said. 

“It is more like pocket money for Master Sukuna,” Uraume said. 

So he put it into the shopping cart. He almost had a crisis again when he saw the total, even when Uraume tried to hide it from him, but he had no time to think about that as they made their way back home, now with the car full of shopping bags.

Sukuna sighed as he finally arrived back home, driven by his trusted chauffeur. He always felt weird when he went anywhere without Uraume; he was so used to them constantly being at his beck and call, always by his side. But today, Uraume had been off doing something more important: taking his omega shopping. Sukuna didn't mind being parted from both his mate and his closest confidante for the few hours that day, but as the hours stretched, Sukuna's head started to hurt.

He thought at first that the headache was a result of him having to deal with that new gang who thought they'd do well by moving into his territory. It had been a mess; Sukuna had sent his goons to gather the newcomers up so he could scare them within an inch of their lives. Some tried to fight back, had the audacity to try and threaten him. Sukuna dealt with them swiftly, putting bullets in their kneecaps. He was merciful enough to send them away with their lives after that, though they'd never walk without a limp ever again. It was a clear message: don't mess with Ryoumen Sukuna.

Unfortunately for the alpha, finishing his business and tying up those loose ends didn't quite relieve his headache. And that was when he checked his watch for the time. The beautiful, overly expensive timepiece was spackled in blood from the morning's activities, but it told him the time just the same—nearly noon, and nearly five hours since he'd first left his omega's side.

No wonder he was starting to feel more and more ill. 

He'd only ever heard of bond wasting disease, so experiencing symptoms for the first time was a challenge for him. He knew this was just the tip of the iceberg, and it would get worse the longer they were apart. So once he finished his business he immediately headed home. And now, all he had to do was wait for Yuuji to come back.

Sukuna would've gone to take a shower and change into clean clothes, but the headache and hints of nausea had him sat on the couch, staring up at the ceiling. As the clock struck twelve-thirty, Sukuna suddenly felt the symptoms ease. It started with the nausea going away, then the headache lowering to a dull thrum. Yuuji was nearby. As if on cue, the door opened and Uraume walked inside with his mate. Sukuna got up to his feet, slipping off his bloodstained jacket and holding his arms out for Yuuji.

"There you are, little one. Did you have a nice shopping trip?" He asked, waiting for the boy to step into his arms.

When they finally went home, Yuuji felt cranky. He was hungry, thirsty, and tired. He wanted to take a nap. 

Seeing Sukuna standing up and holding his arms out for him, seemingly waiting for him to return, was weird. Yuuji felt awkward and didn't know what he was supposed to do. He just wanted to eat something and nap, but Sukuna wouldn't let him, tugging him into his arms. 

A sudden calmness overcame him. The scent of his mate, leathery and citrusy, was everything he could smell when Sukuna was so near. 

“Yes, I had a good trip,” Yuuji said, feeling bad when he thought about the sum he and Uraume had left in the stores. 

“Thank you,” Yuuji whispered, looking up to Sukuna who lowered his head so that their nose almost touched.

“You are welcome,” Sukuna said, kissing him. Short and sweet. “You have to show me what you got." 

The thought of putting all of that on again was making Yuuji cranky; it was not high on his list of things to do to try everything on again.

“Nooo,” he whined, “I am hungry, and I wanna nap.” Yuuji sounded pathetic even to his own ears and didn't want to, but he had a feeling Sukuna would make him. He had hoped that if he were lucky, Sukuna would forget about it after they had eaten. That wasn’t the case, so he showed Sukuna what they had bought. At least he didn't have to try everything on again. After that was done, Uraume called them to eat lunch.

When they had eaten, and Yuuji had his belly full of the delicious food Uraume had cooked, he felt himself dozing off a few times, head on one hand. He felt Sukuna pulling him into his arms, and Yuuji, sleepy and on instinct, nuzzled into Sukuna’s neck, breathing in more of the scent that now meant home for him. 

As he felt the mattress dip under him, he held on to Sukuna; he didn't want him to go. “Nap wi’ me,” Yuuji said, refusing to let go.

Sukuna had a pleasant time with his omega; once Yuuji had arrived and walked into his arms, his stressful morning had completely ebbed away. There were no longer any thoughts of idiots moving in on his territory, and there was no more thinking about the kneecaps he'd exploded with bullets. If it weren't for the fact that his suit jacket and pants were speckled and stained with blood, there wouldn't be any evidence at all of what he'd done that day. But that was why he always wore dark suits—light colored clothing simply wasn't worth it.

He could tell that Yuuji was tired, but he had missed the boy and was too eager to see what he'd bought to really let him go off to do his own thing just yet. So Sukuna insisted on seeing everything Yuuji bought, smiling as he saw various types of clothing, some chosen by Yuuji and the others chosen with Uraume's help, according to Sukuna's instructions. "Well done, Uraume," The alpha praised, not just for the food that was served to them for lunch, but also for the shopping trip they'd done. Sukuna knew that Uraume would understand that the thanks were for both.

As they ate their lunch, Sukuna watched his omega curiously. He was certainly young, a smaller, slightly rounder, more cherubish version of Sukuna almost—the light to his darkness, in a way. Maybe that was why he was so incredibly drawn to the boy, apart from the sweet, irresistible scent of his pheromones. As they finished eating, Sukuna could see that Yuuji was sleepy, even dozing off. How adorable.

So he lifted the boy into his arms and carried him into the bedroom, ready to just leave him there so he could nap. But before he could pull away, Yuuji was holding onto him and pulling him closer, refusing to let go.

Well, he could use a nap too, he supposed.

"As you wish, little one." Sukuna said with a smile, gently nudging the boy away so he could undress. Once all that remained on his body were his boxer briefs, he finally climbed into the bed with Yuuji, immediately wrapping an arm around the boy. He pulled Yuuji in closer, pressing a kiss to the top of his head as he held him near, closing his own eyes so he could fall asleep.

Right now, his bond with his mate was tenuous at best, and he knew as much. Neither of them knew each other very well just yet, and he knew that Yuuji was probably still afraid and wary of him. But for some reason, Sukuna was just drawn to Yuuji, the innocence in him. He wanted the boy to want him back someday, to want to bite him in return out of his own decision.

Sukuna fell asleep like that, thinking about how their future might be. Maybe they might even fall in love.

When Yuuji woke up, he was surprised that Sukuna was actually napping with him. He thought Sukuna would leave him as soon as he fell asleep so he could do whatever he was doing daily. But no, here they were, lying in bed together. 

Lying on his mate's chest, Yuuji leaned up on one elbow, watching over Sukuna. He looked younger like this, not as mean. Yuuji wondered how old he was, probably at least double Yuuji’s age. 

Carefully, as Yuuji didn't want to disturb Sukuna’s sleep, he laid a hand on his chest, feeling the heartbeat slow and steady against his palm. Curious, Yuuji traced the tattoos on the alpha's chest. He didn't know why, but he expected they would be raised. He looked over the alpha's chest, seeing a few scars, some of which seemed fresher than others. 

Yuuji’s gaze got caught on the alpha's nipple piercing, and then he remembered last night. Yuuji had not seen them, but he had felt them—the piercings on the alpha's cock.

Heat flooded his stomach again as he remembered how good Sukuna had made him feel that night, first in the office and then in the shower. 

The more Yuuji thought about that, the more aroused he became, until he could feel himself leak slick into his underwear again. Shame burned through him at that.

Sukuna's nap was quiet, dreamless. It was even almost restful. But even though he tried his best, it was almost always impossible for him to nap for too long. He always slept with one eye open, and that applied to his naps too— so when he felt Yuuji gently tracing his chest, he ended up waking up. He didn't move right away, just letting the omega look and touch. As his mate, it was Yuuji's right to touch as much as he wanted, and he wasn't going to stop the omega from doing so. His alpha instincts yelled at him to take care of the boy, to spoil him beyond reason, and that applied to everything.

Suddenly, a sweet smell filled the air between them—Yuuji's scent. Hints of orangeflower and patchouli, whispers of springtime and warm summer evenings, but there was more. Sukuna could also smell arousal in the air, honey in Yuuji's pheromones, a scent so alluring that it had Sukuna's inner alpha gnawing at the bit and craving for so much more. Sukuna could feel himself filling out already, his arousal evident in his boxer briefs though he was still half under the blanket.

Sukuna tensed and shifted to stretch, taking another deep inhale of Yuuji's scent as he finally opened his eyes and greeted his omega with a wolfish grin.

"My omega wakes me up with such a sweet smell," The alpha said with a smug look on his face as he rolled over on top of Yuuji, pressing his hardening cock against the small omega's thigh. "Do you like what you see, little one?" Sukuna asked with a smirk as he traced fingertips down Yuuji's cheek, then brought his hand back up to tangle in the boy's hair. He pulled at Yuuji's pink locks, making him bare his neck. And then Sukuna was leaning in, nosing against the boy's scent gland, inhaling the intoxicating pheromones and letting them darken his vision.

Sukuna moved so suddenly as he woke up, stretching himself lazily in the sheets in such a way that he reminded Yuuji of a big cat. With his tattoos, he looked almost like a tiger. But Yuuji was so surprised by the sudden movement that he hastily pulled his hand away, gasping. 

Another gasp left him when Sukuna nosed at his throat, leaving soft, open-mouthed kisses over his gland, nipping here and there on Yuuji’s skin, making him mewl at one hard nip from Sukuna against a particularly sensitive spot. Yuuji chirped in surprise, jolting in Sukuna’s grip. 

Yuuji could smell Sukuna's arousal in the air, growing almost smoky. He could practically taste it in the back of his throat. It mixed with the smell of his own slick in the air, smelling delicious. The arousal and wetness between his legs became almost unbearable, so Yuuji clenched his thighs together to help with the ache in his stomach. 

Strong hands pulled him into Sukuna's lap. The blanket was kicked back to the end of the bed, all the while Sukuna making Yuuji spread his legs obscenely over the alpha’s powerful thighs. Sukuna was leaning against the headboard, half sitting, half lying. 

The hand in his hair was back, pulling Yuuji down again, and Sukuna kissed him like he wanted to devour him. No thought was left, just Sukuna's hands— one on the side of his face and one still in his hair— and their dancing tongues. 

Yuuji must have started at some point to rub their dicks against each other, but he couldn't say when exactly. Still, when he began to suckle on Sukuna’s tongue while grinding against him, Sukuna moaning and growling in his mouth, Yuuji felt so good. He never wanted to end this moment.

Sitting with Yuuji on his lap like this, the young omega grinding their hips together, Sukuna was perfectly content. How could it get any better? He had his mate, his omega, and the boy was drowning in desire with the way that he was kissing Sukuna and suckling on his tongue. 

The situation only served to tempt Sukuna's inner alpha once more, making him lose half his mind in lust and need for this boy. He moved his own hips, grinding them back upward to met Yuuji's, growling low in his throat at the pleasure the friction brought.

Sukuna broke the kiss then, reaching over to pull Yuuji's shirt off and immediately leaning in to bite and suckle at one of Yuuji's nipples. He worked at it with his teeth, moaning low in his throat at the thought of being able to suckle milk from his omega's teat one day. He brought both hands to cup Yuuji's chest, massaging at the flesh as he sucked harder at the boy's nipple. When he finally pulled away his pupils were blown wide, eyes feral as he met Yuuji's gaze.

"I am going to put pups in you," He said as his hands hurriedly worked Yuuji's clothes off him, until the boy was completely naked. "I'm going to make sure your breasts fill with milk, lush and heavy for me," He said through gritted teeth before he claimed Yuuji's lips in a bruising kiss. 

Sukuna was rock hard now, and he tugged his underwear down just enough for him to take out his cock. He stroked the two of them together with one hand before he moved to line himself up at Yuuji's entrance. He leaned in, biting down on Yuuji's shoulder hard enough to draw blood as he pulled the boy down and buried himself all the way in one single movement.

“Mhm, yes, please. Do it!" Yuuji begged, puffing out his chest and arching his back into Sukuna's mouth, wanting to get more of the sensation. He heard a ripping sound, and suddenly Sukuna was stroking their dicks together. Yuuji leaked so much already, making the glide smooth. 

Yuuji couldn't do anything except hold on to Sukuna for dear life. The stretch was burning so good, even when he was still sore from the night before. But when Sukuna bit into his shoulder, he almost came on the spot. 

It felt different riding Sukuna like that; he felt so full. Thankfully, Sukuna gave Yuuji time to adjust to him. Yuuji moved his hips experimentally as the burning stopped, and soon he was gasping at the feeling.

Sukuna put his hands around his hips, grip almost bruising, helping him to move as he was grinding back and forth on Sukuna’s cock. It felt so good, and the words of Sukuna were still ringing in his mind. 

“Please, alpha, please give me pups; I'm yours,” he begged, sobbing at the knot in his core; he wanted to come, and he did as Sukuna leaned forward and bit his nipple meanly. Jerking in place, moaning as he came over Sukuna’s stomach, his cock spurting slick in rhythm with his clenching pussy. 

Suddenly, the world tilted. He found himself manhandled on all fours, Sukuna moving his hips carefully into the right angle and then burying himself deep into Yuuji again, making Yuuji scream into the sheets at the overstimulation.

Sukuna let out a low moan when his omega came in spurts all over their chests and stomachs, his breath catching in his chest when Yuuji started clenching so tightly around him. He opened his eyes to look at his omega, grinning malevolently at the sight that greeted him. Yuuji looked completely ruined, bleeding a little from the bite on his shoulder and covered in cum. The flush that was on the boy's cheeks extended all the way down to his chest, and it made Sukuna want so much more.

He didn't care that Yuuji already came—he wasn't done with the boy yet.

In a swift movement he flipped them over, Yuuji now on his hands and knees. Sukuna easily repositioned and slid back home, the piercings on his cock catching right against Yuuji's hole as he drilled into him with abandon.

"Such a good omega for me," Sukuna said breathlessly as he leaned in and bit down at the back of Yuuji's neck, drawing blood once more. He could feel his knot swelling at the base of his cock, ready to plug Yuuji full of his cum, but this time he wasn't going to give it to the omega. He wanted Yuuji to be desperate for it, to moan and cry and beg for his knot, to be so eager for it next time that he forces it in himself.

He lapped at the blood from Yuuji's neck now, drinking it all in and moaning at the iron taste. He could feel it now, the pressure coiling at his gut, winding tighter and tighter until it finally burst. Sukuna gripped his knot tightly in his hand to prevent it from pushing in as he buried himself in Yuuji one last time, grunting as he came inside his omega.

He sighed as he pulled out, rolling onto his back and pulling his mate down on top of him. He knew Yuuji had to be leaking his cum, but that wasn't a problem—he could just fill him back up later, after all.

Yuuji came again, this time with Sukuna. He whined as Sukuna pulled out without knotting him. Yuuji was left feeling somewhat unfinished as he was pulled onto his alpha. 

He felt boneless, pouting at Sukuna. Feeling as sweaty and gross as the mess between his legs. He wanted to be near his alpha, so he nuzzled into his chest. After a few moments of this, Yuuji was dozing off. 

Sukuna’s phone on the nightstand vibrated. Sighing, Sukuna took it, read something on it, and typed a response. Yuuji wasn't feeling like sharing Sukuna's attention in this moment that should only have been theirs. He bit into Sukuna's chest, not hard but making sure to tug on the skin enough to make it hurt. 

Looking at Yuuji with a raised eyebrow, Sukuna sighed and put his phone away again. 

They showered—only showered! And then they went to the living room. They got comfy on the couch, which seemed to have been barely used. 

“Can we watch a movie?” Yuuji said, practically vibrating in his seat. He was sitting with crossed legs beside Sukuna. 

“Of course we can,” Sukuna said, giving the remote. “You can choose one."

Once Yuuji chose a movie to watch, Sukuna sighed as he slinked down further on the couch. He threw an arm over Yuuji's shoulders as the movie began, though he slipped his phone back out of his pocket to see whether he got a response to his text. That was just Sukuna's life; he was constantly putting out fires because people kept trying to challenge his power and his hold on his territory. Nothing yet, so he placed his phone back in his pocket and let his head rest against his omega's as he watched the movie. He wasn't sure what Yuuji had chosen, but for the boy he would watch it.

"Uraume, can you bring us some popcorn, please. And some candy for Yuuji," Sukuna called out, not even bothering to make sure if they heard— Uraume always does. 

Sukuna moved his arm from Yuuji's shoulder and wrapped it around the boy's waist instead. It occurred to him that he didn't really know much about the boy, so once Uraume brought the popcorn and the candy over he whispered into their ear for them to find out as much about his mate as possible. Uraume only nodded and walked away.

Sukuna smiled as he handed the packs of candy to Yuuji, then put the bowl of popcorn on his lap. "Enjoy your snack, little one," He said and pressed a kiss to Yuuji's temple, digging into the bowl of popcorn himself. "So what is this movie? Have you seen it before?"

The kiss on his temple made Yuuji chirp happily as he took the snacks from Sukuna. The clothes he wore were freshly cleaned and so soft; they were some of the new ones Uraume and he had bought. 

”No, I haven’t watched it! I just read the description and thought it was good. It’s some horror movie.“

He was thankful they had snacks for him, even though they had just eaten and napped. Yuuji was hungry again, but cuddling here with Sukuna felt good.

His brother always cursed him for it, constantly snacking. 

He suddenly felt bad. He hadn’t thought much about Choso until just now. Choso was probably searching for him, and knowing Choso, he was probably worried sick right now. The snack he was eating suddenly tasted like ash in his mouth, so he carefully closed the package and set it aside. His appetite was gone. Tears sprang into his eyes. Now that he had thought about it, he hadn’t seen his phone since before the bar. 

He needed to contact Choso. “Sukuna? Have you seen my phone?” he asked the alpha.

A horror movie. Interesting—Sukuna would have to avert his eyes at certain… parts of the movie, he supposed.

It was an odd thing for a man like him to be afraid of—horror movies, when every day of his life could be considered a horror movie for some people. When shooting people is almost a daily occurrence, why should some silly movie murderers and ghosts scare him? Sukuna didn't really know, and he didn't care to know. Nobody needed to know that movie jumpscares made his grip on his gun tighten.

Well, it was a good thing that his gun wasn't anywhere in the vicinity.

Sukuna spent more time looking at Yuuji than watching the movie, anyway. Even still, he had to do his best not to jump whenever the movie audio got a little too spooky.

When Yuuji asked him about his phone, he glanced over and nodded. "Uraume has it," he said, then simply waited for them to come and bring it by. They handed it to Yuuji, fully charged and ready to be used.

"What do you need it for?" Sukuna asked with a raised brow as he turned to look at his omega, ready to watch the boy use his phone. Naturally he wasn't entirely comfortable with Yuuji using his phone for anything at all, and it was obvious in the way that Uraume also hovered nearby Yuuji to be able to see his screen.

Yuuji got his phone back, wanting to text Choso that he was well and that he didn't have to worry about him, only to see that it was not his phone, not the one with the broken screen and not working button. It was top-notch, only the newest one. Yuuji had seen ads for it everywhere. He wanted it so badly, but now that he had it, he did not feel good about it. 

“That's not my phone.” Yuuji said, looking at Uraume. 

“Sorry, but you had no phone. So Sukuna made one of his staff buy one for you, " they said. 

“Is that true?” Yuuji asked Sukuna. Tears daring to spill. 

“Yes it is, I only want the best for you,” he said, stroking a piece of hair from Yuuji’s face. 

Something was up, but he couldn't pinpoint exactly what. But before Yuuji could figure out what it was, Uraume chimed in. 

“Yuuji, come. I'll show you where you can build your nest if you want.” 

“Can I?” Yuuji looked over to his mate, who only nodded. 

“Master Sukuna said you can use this room as your nesting room. He won't come in here without your okay.” They said, showing him the blankets that were still in the shopping bags in the middle of the room. He looked around in the small room. Where should he build it? He found a comfy corner and started to work on it. It would probably be a few days of work until he was satisfied with it, and until then, he would not show it to Sukuna.

Sukuna could tell that Yuuji wasn't the happiest about his phone getting replaced, so when Uraume basically suggested to Yuuji that he could work on his nest, Sukuna happily mouthed his thanks to his friend and personal assistant. It seemed Uraume knew exactly what Sukuna needed, yet again.

As Yuuji went to work on his nest, Sukuna went to handle some phone calls. Thankfully, business didn't need him to go anywhere for the rest of the day—everything could be done just by phone and video calls. He did always make sure to hire only the best people, after all.

Eventually, Uraume walked out of Yuuji's nesting room, making their way back over to Sukuna. Sukuna offered them a small smile, then nodded toward the kitchen. "I think you can prepare dinner soon. Have you readied Yuuji's supplements?" He asked, then nodded, satisfied, when Uraume bowed their head and said yes.

Sukuna smiled then, stretching on the couch before he got back up to his feet, heading to the floor-to-ceiling window that looked out upon the city. Sukuna slipped his hands into his pockets as he looked at the view, eyes sweeping over the sparkling lights of buildings, the neon that comprised billboards and signage. After a while, he went back to his study, sitting at his desk and looking at a little black ledger, thumbing at its pages.

It was nearly an hour later when Uraume finally called for dinner, and Sukuna got back up to his feet, making his way to the dining room, where they had set the table. The table was long, capable of seating a dozen people from end to end. But thankfully, Uraume had set their places next to each other—Sukuna's at the head of the table, and Yuuji's to his right.

"Omega, it's dinner time," Sukuna's commanding voice echoed in the penthouse apartment, carrying through the tall ceilings. "Come eat with me, Yuuji." He added as he took his seat at the table, taking a deep inhale of the hearty meal Uraume had cooked.

Rare A5 wagyu steak and potatoes, a salad on the side with a rich pomelo vinaigrette dressing. Somehow it simply suited Sukuna's appetites. He waited for Yuuji to join him at the table before he started slicing at his meat with a sharp knife, with its blade easily cutting through the buttery flesh. The meat's juices turned his plate red, resembling the blood he spilled on a daily basis.

"I had Uraume prepare yours medium rare, I didn't know if you'd enjoy it rare." Sukuna commented, nodding at Yuuji's plate. "How do you like it?"

Yuuji was so focused on his work that he had no time to think about the situation with his phone; he wanted to have the perfect nest for the first time in his life. The nest at home had been built lazily, but now, as he had all these nice things, he needed it to be perfect. It was also the first time he was building a nest that was not only for him. He planned on sharing it with Sukuna in the future, Sukuna was his mate and mates did these things. But what if Sukuna didn't like it? It needed to be perfect.

He was glad that he got his own room, just for his nest. He needed a place that was only his, where he could be undisturbed, since this whole mate thing was so new for him too. He had only recently presented, after all. 

When Sukuna called him for dinner, he was getting antsy about how he would come in. He followed the smell of food, his stomach growling again. 

“I don't know how I like it. I have never eaten steak before.” It looked fancy, plate fitting for a star restaurant, not a home. But he supposed he could say that about all the food he had eaten here.  Digging in, it tasted as good as it looked, even when he left most of the steak on the plate. He didn't want to eat so much meat. 

After they’d finished eating, they went back into the living room. Sukuna made the suggestion to watch another film, even when it ended with Yuuji in Sukuna’s lap again, letting him touch as much of the alpha as Yuuji wanted while kissing him dizzy. 

It had started with Yuuji lying in Sukuna’s arms again, touching Sukuna through the simple shirt he wore, slipping under it at some point. Then, Sukuna lost his sweater for ease of excess, and Yuuji explored his skin, the film forgotten in the background. It was weird being fully clothed when Sukuna was not. After a while of their tender kissing and eager fingers, he laid his head against Sukuna's shoulder, cheek against his bare skin, enjoying their moments of contact.

Maybe it would all turn out well for them.

When Yuuji said that he didn't know whether he liked the steak or not, Sukuna immediately looked over to Uraume. Nothing needed to be explained, the assistant merely nodded, understanding without words that Sukuna wanted them to find out what Yuuji's favorite foods were. And when they both finished eating, Uraume had moved to start clearing the table immediately.

Once they were in the living room and on the couch, Sukuna was happy to let his omega choose another movie for them to watch. Thankfully, it didn't seem to be a horror movie this time; he could simply relax and enjoy whatever was on screen in between looking at Yuuji or returning his kisses—of which there were honestly quite plenty. Not that Sukuna would complain.

Although this whole thing between them was new, and Yuuji seemed to be apprehensive about everything, the boy had clambered onto his lap of his own accord. Yuuji touched and kissed, and it was all his own idea, Sukuna didn't even need to make any suggestions or urge the omega to do anything. It pleased Sukuna deeply, and he crooned as he pressed kisses to his mate's jaw, down the side of his neck.

Somehow during the whole thing Yuuji had managed to get his sweater off, then his shirt. And then he was shirtless and the boy continued exploring his chest, his tattoos, his piercings, much like he had when they'd both woken up from their nap.

Warmth burst through Sukuna's cold heart when the omega rested a cheek against his bare shoulder. Sukuna chuffed, brought his hands to rest on Yuuji's hips, and slipped his hands under the shirt to touch bare skin. Sukuna kept things innocent, his alpha still sated from their earlier lovemaking. But he left the door open for Yuuji if the boy wanted more.

"How did building your nest go? Did you get a nice start? Uraume told me you got a lot of really nice things for building it." Sukuna asked, voice soft, as he rubbed circles onto Yuuji's hips with his thumbs.

Yuuji could sleep right there, with his cheek against Sukuna’s chest and his heartbeat in his ear, beating calmly and firmly. And he smelled so good, with his nose close to Sukuna's skin. When Sukuna had slipped his hands under Yuuji's clothes, tracing lazy circles on his back, Yuuji felt so warm and safe. He was in the process of dozing off, a little purr in his chest.

When Sukuna asked about his nest, he needed a moment to orient himself, ripped out of his almost-sleep.

“Mhm, but I couldn't finish it, " Yuuji mumbled against his mate's skin. Sukuna’s hands slipped down to his hips, drawing lazy circles against them. He could feel Sukuna’s interest pressing against his leg, but Yuuji was so tired he just wanted to cuddle up in the bed with Sukuna. 

He leaned back, stretching his back into an arch, trusting that Sukuna would hold him. He yawned broadly, rubbing his eyes sleepily. He was so tired. He saw that Sukuna was watching him carefully, his eyes almost gleaming in the low light, and his thoughts were unreadable to Yuuji. He smiled, leaning in to steal another kiss. He couldn't get enough of the taste of Sukuna’s lips and the soft desire they made him feel. 

They kissed slowly and tenderly, with Sukuna's face in Yuuji’s hands. He let them wander down, fingertips trailing over Sukuna’s ears down to his neck. The sudden urge to scent Sukuna overcame him, so he rubbed the scent glands on his wrist over the ones on Sukuna’s neck, rubbing the oils into Sukuna's skin. 

Yuuji had to end the kiss, and he had to yawn again.

They called it a night soon after, getting ready for bed; Yuuji stole Sukuna’s shirt for the night again and snuggled up to him, laying his head on Sukuna’s shoulder. Who pressed a kiss onto his head.”Good night, Sukuna.” Yuuji said before closing his eyes.

When Yuuji scented him, Sukuna felt a warmth and possessiveness clench in his chest and spread out to his fingers. He sighed, perfectly content to enjoy his omega's scent mixing with his own and combining into something pleasant, comforting, and warm. It made Sukuna pull Yuuji closer to press kisses all over the boy— on his forehead, on his cheek, on his shoulder where he'd bitten him earlier.

He could tell the boy was getting really sleepy, especially since the kisses were getting punctuated by yawns. Sukuna held Yuuji close, making sure the boy didn't lose his balance when he stretched. And then he decided for them that they should head to bed, because Yuuji would have a long day tomorrow. After all, it would be Yuuji's first day coming along to work with Sukuna, where he'd see a fraction of what Sukuna's life was like.

Once they both finished getting ready for bed, Sukuna was under the covers with his mate, holding him close. 

"Good night, little one."

Chapter Text

It was business as usual for Sukuna—except the difference was, today he was bringing Yuuji to work with him. He woke up at five in the morning as usual so he could get his workout in. By the time it was six-thirty, he had showered and gotten dressed for the day in another one of his dark-colored designer suits. He looked expensive from top to bottom, from the metal earrings in his ears to the shoes he wore on his feet.

He was drinking a protein shake as he walked back to the bedroom, gently shaking his omega awake. "Yuuji," He said to get the boy's attention, voice a touch too loud for that time in the morning, "Wake up. We've got a long day, you are coming with me."

Once he was sure that Yuuji was awake, he left the room and had Uraume handle the rest. Uraume helped to make sure that Yuuji got out of bed to take a shower and get dressed, this time, in an outfit that Uraume had chosen for him according to Sukuna's tastes. After all, since Yuuji was coming with Sukuna to work, he had to be dressed the part. And so Uraume helped to style Yuuji's hair, made sure his clothes looked smooth and polished (and most importantly, expensive), and that the cut-outs sat perfectly to show just the right spots on his body.

"Alright, we must get going. Master Sukuna is waiting and his schedule is full today," Uraume said as they gestured for Yuuji to follow. Uraume brought Yuuji down to where Sukuna was waiting, where the alpha immediately pulled his mate into his arms.

"You look lovely," Sukuna said and spun Yuuji around so he could get a good look at him in his new outfit. "You'll look quite nice on my arm today," He said with a smug smirk as he started leading Yuuji to the front door. Uraume followed soon after, holding a bag with breakfast for Yuuji.

They were in the car not too long after, Uraume sitting with the chauffeur in the front seat, while Sukuna sat with his omega in the back. "Eat your breakfast, little one. We have a long day of work ahead of us," Sukuna smiled.

Yuuji woke up because Uraume forcefully shook him awake. They moved him under the shower and got him under it before his eyes were even completely open.

When he came out of the shower, one of the short dresses he had bought with Uraume yesterday was laid out for him, together with scandalous tiny underwear and heels.

He thought he wouldn't need them for a while, but it seemed like Sukuna had other plans.

He held on to his towel like a lifeline. “I'm not wearing that,” he insisted, shaking his head.

“Master Sukuna made clear instructions about what you are going to wear. And we are short on time. He doesn't like to wait.”

That was the second time Uraume had said that, but Yuuji didn't get why that was something that needed to be said. Sukuna had been nothing but sweet to him. What would be the consequences for it, Yuuji wondered. Yuuji couldn't imagine what Sukuna did for work. He knew he had a bar and was loaded, but he had never told Yuuji what he did daily.

In the end, he let Uraume help him get dressed. Looking in the big mirror, he thought that he seemed expensive and polished. He struggled with the heels, but after a few minutes, he found a balance and walked almost gracefully on them. God bless Nobara and the endless hours she spent forcing him to play dress-up with her.

Thankfully, the scandalous glance Sukuna gave him was worth the outfit; Sukuna looked as if he had imagined Yuuji naked again, making Yuuji blush.

Yuuji managed to eat his breakfast without ruining his outfit. It was when Sukuna’s gaze lingered on the hem of his dress, and he put a hand on his naked leg, stoking circles on his skin, that Yuuji almost choked on his food.

When they arrived at their destination, Sukuna approached Yuuji, holding his arm out. Yuuji gratefully took it, and together, they walked in.

Sukuna was quiet during the ride to the bar. It wasn't just an evening haunt; it was one of his main bases, one of his first-ever businesses that he started to be a front for his entire operation. Naturally, it was also one of his most lavish, one of his most well-taken care of. The entire ride there was spent talking with Uraume about business, with his assistant rattling off numbers and places that surely meant nothing to Yuuji, but meant everything to Sukuna.

Once they arrived at the bar, Sukuna got out of the car and walked into the place with his omega on his arm. There weren't a lot of people there yet, since it was far too early. The bar was actually still closed, but the back rooms where the gambling happened were open, with degenerate gamblers already filtering in. Some hadn't left at all from the night before.

As they made their way to Sukuna's office, people were looking at Yuuji on Sukuna's arm. Curious looks, looks of envy, looks of judgment as well. But as soon as Sukuna's eyes landed on any of them, they bowed their heads and looked away.

When they arrived at Sukuna's office, Sukuna nodded at the lounger. "You can make yourself comfortable, angel," He said as he immediately moved to sit behind his desk, removing his gun from its holster and dropping it on the desk with a loud thud. "Unless you'd rather be on my lap," He said as he looked back up at Yuuji.

"I've got some business to attend to today, so you get to see what I do for a living," he said with a chuckle. "Just sit and look pretty, my sweet, they won't bother you." He stated, right as Uraume announced that the first group of people had arrived.

Yuuji felt the gazes of all of the people on his skin, prickling on his neck as they followed him. He had to fight the urge to pull his dress down, suddenly feeling naked under their gazes.

Yuuji sat down on the same chaise lounge Sukuna had taken his virginity on. He tried to be good and look pretty, like his alpha had said, even without knowing how to sit elegantly. His gaze locked onto the gun on the desk. Yuuji had forgotten that detail if he was honest.

He remembered how sweet Sukuna was to him, but he struggled to connect the two sides of Sukuna that the alpha apparently had.

Yuuji watched as Sukuna talked with two men in his office. Yuuji didn't know what they were talking about, but one of the men, the younger one, occasionally stared over at him.

Yuuji perked up on the lounger when Sukuna called him over. He came over obediently, only to find himself immediately pulled down onto Sukuna's lap, sitting on one of his strong thighs. Sukuna trailed his fingers possessively over one of the cut-outs on his waist, and Yuuji leaned against his warm chest. The room was rather chilly, so he was thankful for the warmth. But Yuuji couldn't peel his eyes off the gun on Sukuna’s desk.

Once Yuuji was on his lap, Sukuna held the omega close, resting his chin against the boy's shoulder as he conducted his business. The two men were mostly apologetic, trying their best to earn Sukuna's favor with promises and some money. It didn't make sense to try and pay Sukuna off, not when they had lost him money in the first place, but the alpha figured he could find some use for two desperate grunts somewhere in his operation. At least until they paid their debts off.

Sukuna had a possessive arm around Yuuji's shoulder now, since the younger guest kept looking at Yuuji. The alpha didn't like that—he growled the next time he saw it happen, and the man made sure to look only at his feet for the rest of their meeting. He pressed a kiss to the side of Yuuji's head, noticing that the boy was basically staring at his gun. So, he took his hands away from Yuuji for a minute to unload the gun, placing the clip on the desk as he removed the bullet in the chamber. Once the gun was empty and safe, he handed it to Yuuji so the boy could look at it and feel the heft of it in his hands. "I'll teach you to shoot soon," He whispered into Yuuji's ear, right as the two men finally got their resolution and left the room, escorted by Uraume.

There was a short gap between this meeting and the next, but it was long enough for Sukuna to get worked up as he ran his fingers up his mate's sides, watching him explore the pistol in his hands. There was something about Yuuji holding the gun that turned him on.

Uraume brought in the next guy soon enough, and the man was immediately on his knees, begging Sukuna for mercy. Sukuna only looked on with anger and malevolence in his eyes, pressing kisses to the side of his omega's neck as the man continued begging and praying for forgiveness. He'd lost a kilo of cocaine, not so much that it would hurt Sukuna's bottom line at all, but he didn't like how it made him look.

"You will pay me back every cent you owe," Sukuna said simply, then crooked his fingers toward Uraume, who was watching from outside the door.

Uraume seemed to know exactly what to do, walking over to the man. "Hold out your hand," Uraume said, as if it were the most boring, tedious thing in the world. And when the man held out a shaky hand, Uraume grabbed it by the wrist, took out a bladed weapon, and with one quick swipe severed the man's pinky and ring finger, the digits calling to the ground with a dull thud. The man howled in pain, grabbed his hand and held it to his chest, wrapping it in the fabric of his shirt to try to stem the bleeding.

"Be thankful that was all I took from you," Sukuna said as he nodded at Uraume, who then dragged the man out of the room, shutting the door behind them.

"Sorry you had to see that, little one," Sukuna said as he wrapped strong arms around Yuuji's waist once more. He wasn't sorry at all, but Yuuji didn't need to know that. "He lost me a significant amount of money, so he had to pay somehow." He pressed a kiss to Yuuji's neck again, tongueing at the boy's scent gland as arousal spiked in him again, both from the violence and the blood that just spilled, and from the fact that he had his pretty little omega on his lap, handling his gun.

Yuuji inspected that gun as the next appointment came into the room, busying himself with it.

When Yuuji saw that the man had lost his finger, Yuuji gasped. He was shocked; he had never thought that things like that could happen here. ”Why…..“ He said, looking at Sukuna in disbelief. Eyes wide, Yuuji shifted uncomfortably on his alpha's lap, suddenly getting a clearer idea of what Sukuna did for 'work.'

”Because he didn’t learn the first time," Sukuna had replied, putting an end to any discussion. Yuuji stared at the blood stain on the table. The smell of blood was thick in the air, but he could also smell Sukuna‘s arousal.

The gun was surprisingly heavy, even empty. “Are you sure this is safe?” he asked as he checked the weapon, getting distracted by the hands on his waist and the tongue lapping on his gland. He could smell that the alpha was aroused, making him grind a little on Sukuna’s thigh, trying to alleviate some of the arousal he felt as an instinctive response.

Sukuna took the gun and pulled the trigger, the weapon returning an empty click in response. "It’s safe. I would never risk your life, little one."

“Can you show me how to load it?” Yuuji asked, sitting more upright in Sukuna’s lap, looking at every movement of Sukuna’s hands. He was an expert, and every movement was efficient. Something about that made his core throb. He wanted his alpha's fingers in other places.

Sukuna put the gun on his desk again, stroking down Yuuji's waist with both hands, down to his hips, resting them there as Sukuna nipped on his neck, making Yuuji jolt.

Sukuna’s hands traced his body until one hand was on Yuujis's chest, groping his tits; he saw how small they were in Sukuna’s hand, squeezing and massaging the meat.

His other hand moved down to rest on his thigh, playing with the hem of his dress, teasing his inner thigh. Yuuji could feel how he started getting slick in his underwear, sure that the tiny lacy thing couldn't absorb much.

Strong hands moved him to sit in Sukuna’s lap, legs spread over the man's thighs. Yuuji sighed as he leaned against his alpha's chest, making his dress ride up and exposing everything in the process. Sukuna’s fingers teased the soft skin of his thigh, making him wish that those fingers would touch his cock, which was already straining against his panties and barely contained by the lace.

Sukuna moved his finger under the thin fabric, circling his hole, teasing him, while a strong arm held Yuuji's chest behind him.

Suddenly, Sukuna slid his finger into him, and Yuuji could feel himself clenching around the digit. Soon, a second finger slid into him, pumping in and out.

Yuuji stared at the door, hoping nobody would enter. And seeing him like this, at the same time, a tiny part of him wished somebody would come in and see them. How good Sukuna made him feel. That Sukuna was his.

Sukuna quite honestly thought that Yuuji would freak out more, would fight him about the fingers getting sliced off the man's hand. He expected Yuuji to fight him more on a lot of things if he was honest. The dress, the heels, the gun… instead, Yuuji seemed to be more fascinated than anything. It only made Sukuna want his mate even more.

Maybe Yuuji was made for him, made to be the balance on the scale that made Sukuna happier than money or power ever could. The alpha found himself hoping this was the case, that Yuuji would turn out to be exactly what he didn't even know he needed. Sukuna had given up on ever finding someone to be his mate, to keep and be his forever… in his line of work, betrayal was infinitely common. Love was a foreign concept, but maybe Sukuna could find it now. He certainly was smitten, to say the least. And now, he had his omega grinding on his lap.

Things could definitely be much worse.

Sukuna was two fingers deep into Yuuji, scissoring the digits inside the boy, feeling just how tight he actually was. His breathing was getting heavier as his arousal grew and grew, his cock straining against the plush fabric of his slacks.

"Are you worried someone will walk in on us and see you spread open on my fingers like this?" Sukuna asked with a smirk as he pulled his fingers out, slipping them into his mouth to taste Yuuji's sweet slick.

"I can give you something more to worry about," Sukuna said as he suckled on Yuuji's scent gland, his hands moving to undo his pants, pulling down the zipper to free his cock. He gave himself a couple of strokes, spreading the precum down his shaft. He lifted Yuuji up, pushing his lace panties to the side before he sat the omega down on his cock, burying himself to the hilt in one quick thrust.

"So good for me," Sukuna cooed, holding the boy close. Someone else would be coming through the doors any minute now, but it didn't matter. Sukuna liked warming his cock in his omega's hungry hole, and he was going to take what he wanted when he wanted to. He rocked his hips slowly, gently, barely moving inside Yuuji except to tease. Yuuji would simply have to wait until his business was done, or at least until there was a break, before he could cum.

As if right on cue, Uraume brought someone new into the room. It was one person alone, a man, looking gruff and muscular with plenty of scars and tattoos all over. The man cleared his throat and immediately averted his eyes, but not before he got a good eyeful of where Sukuna and Yuuji were joined together.

Sukuna made Yuuji almost come, only to pull his fingers out when Yuuji was ready to. He watched, breath caught in his throat, as Sukuna licked his fingers clean.

Yuuji shuddered as Sukuna started suckling on his gland, pleasure slowly tingling down his spine at the sensation. But then the next thing he knew, he was being lifted up, the uncomfortable lace panties pulled off to the side. "W-what?" Yuuji asked, eyes wide—and then he was yanked right down onto his alpha's cock, Sukuna bottoming out immediately.

The burn of the stretch and the piercings pressed just right against Yuuji‘s sweet spot, almost making him cum again. He cried out as Sukuna slowly thrusted into him. But again, it wasn’t enough to get over the edge.

As the door opened, Yuuji wished he were dead. The new visitor had seen what they were doing, but there was no escape; Sukuns had his arm wound around him tightly.

He flushed, feeling his hole flutter around Sukuna as he was desperate for some friction. Sukuna and the other alpha were talking about something. What it was, Yuuji didn’t know; his focus was only on where they were connected, his face buried in Sukuna’s neck.

After a few minutes, he could feel his arousal going down a little, but Sukuna didn’t allow it. He shifted his hips ever so slightly, but just enough to make Yuuji softly moan.

Yuuji didn’t know how long this appointment lasted, but it seemed to last forever. He leaked so much slick that he could feel it dribbling down his thighs. Sukuna‘s lap was probably soaked at this point.

He could feel Sukuna grow rigid, tapping with his foot, growing increasingly impatient. Sukuna’s grip on his hips was almost bruising.

The other alpha seemed to get the message, almost running out of the room the moment their business was done.

Sukuna finally moved his hips, slowly grinding into Yuuji, the omega almost crying out of desperation.

“Sukuna, please, more. Come on, please, please,” He tried his best to create more friction, but Sukuna's grip was too tight.

Business was easy enough to handle with the alpha who came into the office to talk business with Sukuna. This one wasn't there to grovel or beg, and he wasn't there to be a sniveling fool. No, this alpha knew exactly how to be around Sukuna; he was polite if a bit curt, but was straight to the point. And best of all, he didn't look at Yuuji. He did glance every now and then, but to Sukuna, it was nothing unforgivable. How could anyone resist his omega, after all?

Once business was done and the man finally left the room, Yuuji was whining and begging, trying to get Sukuna to move. But the alpha wasn't quite ready to do that just yet—he was still very happy to watch his omega squirm and beg and try to rut against him to get as much friction as he could. Sukuna tightened his grip on Yuuji's hips and decided that his omega had much still to learn.

"If I want you to sit here and warm my cock while I handle business, you will sit here for as long as I want," Sukuna said firmly, giving Yuuji's ass a smack that made the supple flesh jiggle. "Do you understand, omega?"

When Yuuji whimpered and nodded, Sukuna finally nodded, satisfied. "Good." The alpha said as he shifted in his seat, adjusting his position until he was happy. Once he finally was, he gave the omega a smirk and leaned in, biting at one of Yuuji's nipples and sucking until it turned red and angry, much like the omega's ignored cock, still in his lace panties and underneath his dress.

Sukuna licked his lips and finally decided to have mercy on Yuuji, lifting the boy easily off his lap and dropping him back down just as he thrusted up. He established a fast, hard pace right away, fucking Yuuji exactly how he wanted. The omega was so wet, so slick, that the room immediately filled with the sounds of squelching and Yuuji's wanton moans.

"Hands on me, little one. No touching yourself." He commanded.

“Sukuna, alpha please—I’m so close,” Yuuji whined. He was so close to cumming, so he tried to stroke his cock, only to be told he wasn't allowed to touch himself.

He pouted, but he obeyed and put his hands on Sukuna’s pecs, holding on to him as best he could.

Yujji tried to be good, but he just wanted to cum, desperate for it. He would do almost anything for it at this point, his pussy aching for his alpha's knot.

Sukuna’s thrusts didn't have the right angle; they missed the spot that made him feel good, and Yuuji immediately started trying to shift his hips to help his alpha find it. He felt Sukuna’s hands on his ass, kneading it as he got lifted. And then he felt the cold wood of Sukuna’s desk again, the chill making him shudder.

Yuuji didn't know exactly when. But somehow, Sukuna had managed to shove the straps of his dress down, freeing his chest so that he could suck and bite at the hard nubs that sat atop them. Sukuna found one, meanly sucking and rolling his tongue around it while his fingers played with the other one, twisting it meanly.

Yuuji could only cry out; he couldn't figure out which direction to move. His nipples were getting overstimulated, all while Sukuna continued pounding him roughly.

He fisted one of his hands into Sukuna’s hair, tugging it and making him look up from his work on Yuuji’s chest. For a moment, they locked eyes before reaching out for each other. At that exact moment, their mouth clashed together in a messy kiss, and Sukuna changed the angle just right. And then every single one of Yuuji’s nerves were on fire, and he could practically taste his orgasm. He tensed, feeling the pressure coiling and building in his gut, only for it to wither as Sukuna's hand circled tightly around his cock, chasing his orgasm away.

“Sukuna!" He whined, "Alpha, please, please let me cum—” Yuuji sobbed. The sobs were just broken by Sukuna’s thrusts, which didn't relent in the slightest.

Sukuna growled deep in his chest when Yuuji started begging. It was delicious, hearing Yuuji's voice in this flavor of desperation as he continued rutting his hips upwards, fucking his omega wildly and making sure that the boy knew exactly who he belonged to. Sukuna couldn't recall the last time he'd felt so possessive, so feral, so completely lost in want and desire and the need to knot this boy.

The room around them smelled entirely of the two of them, their pheromones and their desire mixed together. Anyone who walked in would be entirely overwhelmed, and Sukuna was glad that Uraume was outside to make sure that nobody would just let themselves in. But it wasn't any less obvious what was going on inside behind the unlocked office door: the sound of skin slapping skin was loud and obscene, just as Yuuji's desperate begging and sobbing echoed in the space.

Sukuna leaned in to take the boy's mouth in another kiss, claiming him and simultaneously shutting him up. He could feel Yuuji's hole fluttering and clenching around him, and he knew that Yuuji was so, so close.

Finally, Sukuna took mercy on Yuuji and released his cock so he could cum. He was close himself—a few more thrusts and he was sinking himself in completely save for his knot, filling his omega up with his seed as he came with a loud grunt. Sukuna stroked Yuuji's cock through the boy's own orgasm, letting out a low moan when he felt the boy's small omegan cock jerk and spurt in his hand.

"Good boy," Sukuna sighed as he collapsed back onto the chair, pulling his omega back into his chest and holding him close with two arms wrapped tightly around him.

All of a sudden, the door opened and someone came in, throwing themselves onto their knees in the middle of the room.

"I tried to stop them—" Uraume quickly explained, but stopped when he saw Sukuna's red eyes darken in anger at the intrusion to his intimate moment with his omega. Sukuna dismissed Uraume with a wave of his hand and reached for his gun, reloading it again and pointing it at the man as he held Yuuji close with one arm once more.

"Tell me a good reason why I shouldn't put a bullet between your eyebrows right now," Sukuna said, voice low and calm, a complete opposite to the simmering anger underneath his skin.

When Sukuna finally let him cum, he saw stars, his vision blacking out as Sukuna made his orgasm last longer when he stroked his cocklet through his orgasm.

So Yuuji put his arms around his mate's neck, holding on to Sukuna, leaning his head against the alpha’s shoulder. Yuuji sighed, digging his nose into Sukuna's scent gland and sucking in a deep breath, trying to calm himself again and even out his breathing.

Yuuji jolted when he heard the door open. When Sukuna asked why he shouldn't shoot the visitor so close to his ear, it made Yuuji's core throb again. His curiosity winning out, Yuuji moved, turning to look at who the guest was.

It was his brother.

They locked eyes. Time seemed to have stopped for a second, but then Yuuji realized how dangerous the situation was. Sukuna had his gun aimed at Choso, who looked back and forth between Yuuji and Sukuna, his mouth agape.

Everything happened all at once. Yuuji took himself out of Sukuna's arms and ran over to Choso, who, out of reflex, pulled Yuuji into his arms.

Yuuji turned desperate eyes over at Sukuna. “Sukuna, this is my brother. Please don’t shoot him,” he pleaded.

“Oh fuck, Yuuji, how did you get yourself in this situation?” Choso asked, eyes still wide as he started backing toward the door with his omega brother. He’d probably seen the mating bite on his neck and the other bites on his skin.

In one second, Yuuji was in his arms, still full of his softening cock. In the next, his omega was jumping off his lap, rushing to the man who had entered the room. It surprised Sukuna, shocked him even, but fortunately, he had good enough trigger discipline to prevent his gun from going off due to Yuuji's sudden movements.

The alpha's eyes widened when he heard Yuuji say that the man who'd just arrived was his brother. His brother? Sukuna's eyebrow raised as he looked at the two, Yuuji now in his brother's arms. They looked nothing alike.

And then the brother was pulling Yuuji close, holding him tightly. It sent a spike of jealousy straight through Sukuna, making him grit his teeth in frustration. After all, here was another alpha touching his omega. But he controlled himself, instead putting himself back in his pants and zipping them up before he stood up to walk over to the two of them.

"I'll be taking my omega back now, thank you," Sukuna spat, venomous, as he reached for Yuuji, dragging him back over to stand next to him, a possessive arm around the boy's waist. He left his gun back at the desk; if this really was Yuuji's brother, then he could make an exception for the interruption. Besides, he didn't trust himself not to bullet in the guy, not when he was as livid as he was. "Yuuji, fix your clothes." Sukuna commanded, his eyes still trained on the other alpha in the room with them.

"You, why did you come here?" He asked the alpha, staring him down, as if daring him to try to make a move and take Yuuji away. Yuuji's brother wore a steely expression, solid and unmoving, but Sukuna could tell that he wasn't very happy with the situation. Sukuna didn't care; the only person whose happiness he cared about was himself.

"I came to ask you for help to find him," Choso said, voice steely and angry, "I should've known you were the problem all along." They were brave words to say to Sukuna, but thankfully Sukuna could be a bit patient, if only for Yuuji's sake. But god did his hand tremble with the desire to reach for his gun.

Embarrassed about Sukuna’s words and the state of his clothes, Yuuji realized he had been practically naked in Choso’s arms. No wonder Sukuna had been angry about that.

Yuuji tried his best to fix his clothes, but his best wasn’t good enough. The clothes were crumpled, and he flinched at the wetness between his legs. He would need to use the bathroom to freshen up a bit.

As soon as he was as adequately dressed as possible, he laid his hand on Sukuna’s arm, trying to calm him somehow in an effort to get Choso out of this situation in one piece.

Sukuna made Yuuji sit on his lap again, one arm around his waist and the other resting on his thigh. Yuuji decided that was good because if Sukuna had both hands on him, he couldn't shoot Choso.

“What do you mean you came to ask him to help find me?” Yuuji asked, his voice getting higher in frustration. It started feeling like everyone was talking about him but never to him. “You know him?!” Yuuji was surprised, unable to believe that Choso somehow knew his alpha, because that was certainly how it seemed.

“Yes, I know Ryoumen Sukuna. Almost everyone does. He is one of the most powerful men in the whole country.” Choso said blankly, his own gaze still fixed on the other alpha in the room.

Yuuji couldn't believe what he'd heard. That his mate, who was nothing but generous and sweet to him, could be one of the most powerful men in the country… it sounded preposterous. But it had to be true. Mouth agape, he turned to look at Sukuna.

That was why the man needed to lose his finger, that was why everyone whispered about him and Uraume shopping, that was why Sukuna always had a gun. He wasn't some shady guy who owned a bar; Yuuji was mated to a crime lord.

Sukuna was content to fall quiet and let the scene play out in front of him. Yuuji, his young mate, was finally coming to learn more about who his alpha actually was. The truth was that Yuuji was young, and he had no reason to know about Sukuna and his reputation, of his cruel criminal activity. But now that Choso was here and had basically just ripped that band-aid off by telling Yuuji the truth, Sukuna sat amused as he watched the cogs turn in the pretty little omega's head. Nevertheless, Sukuna found himself hoping that it wouldn't scare the boy away.

Not that it mattered. Sukuna would never let Yuuji get away—he was in for the long haul now. There was to be no escape from Ryoumen Sukuna.

Sukuna sighed and wrapped his arms tight around Yuuji's waist. He pressed a kiss to the omega's ear, nipped at the lobe gently. It was a clear show of possession, as fucked up as the situation was.

"Well, now you've found him. Are you satisfied?" Sukuna asked Choso simply, nodding toward the exit. It was a simple message: you can get the fuck out now.

"No. I'm not leaving without him," Choso said, fire back in his eyes as he challenged the crimelord, alpha to alpha. Sukuna's pheromones flared with anger, an immediate warning to the alpha who dared to step up to him.

"He is my mate. I have bitten him. You are an alpha, you should know what that means," Sukuna said simply, raising his hand as if to dismiss Choso's words as simple folly.

"And he is my brother. I'm not leaving without him," Choso said again, taking a step forward this time as his own pheromones flared anger and defiance.

Sukuna immediately reached for his gun, cocking it and pointing it at Choso as he held Yuuji tightly with his other arm, making sure the boy couldn't move to try and take the gun away from him.

"Are you sure you really want to try me? Your brother is right here, watching you," Sukuna smirked smugly, hovering his finger over the trigger. Behind Choso, there was another quiet, metallic sound—Uraume had pulled their own gun from their concealed carry, pressing the barrel right against the back of Choso's head.

"Do you want your brother to watch me blow your brains into the ceiling?"

Yuuji found himself between two alphas fighting about him—the incredibly dangerous one he had as a mate, and his brother.

He didn't know what to do, he was frozen and scared, his eyes losing their focus as he tried to disassociate himself from the situation.

As Uraume pressed the muzzle of their gun against Choso’s head, tears started to form in Yuuji’s eyes. He tugged on Sukuna’s arm, “Please, Sukuna, he is my brother,” he begged. But Sukuna didn't even look at him.

“I will not leave without him!” Choso stated again, even louder this time. He put his hands over his head, showing that he wasn't armed.

“Master Sukuna will not let his mate go,” Uraume said.

With Sukuna not even glancing at him, he had to use another method, so he whined, doing what he had done with Choso his whole life. Perfectly pitched and needy, playing into Sukuna’s alpha instinct.

Suddenly, he had the whole attention of both of the alphas who, at the exact moment, jerked their heads over and looked at him.

“Please, Sukuna, please, please, please. He is my brother, everything I had before you,” Yuuji chose his words carefully, he didn't want to imply something that could make his mate even angrier.

“I’ll do everything you want! I'll wear the clothes you choose without complaining, I'll sit here and look pretty. Just let him go, please. Alpha, please.” He looked at Sukuna with what he hoped was the most pleading, teary look he could muster, hoping Sukuna would let his brother live.

“I will not go without him,” Choso repeated, looking firmly at Yuuji.

Pleading, he looked at Sukuna. “If he doesn't want to live without me, maybe he…maybe he can join us?” Yuiji asked timidly. He knew he was gambling with that, but he saw in Sukuna’s eyes that the alpha liked that idea.

Maybe, Yuuji thought, a Sukuna liked that idea a little too much.

Yuuji wouldn't stop begging, and Sukuna had half a mind to tell the omega to shut up. But he couldn't take his eyes off Choso, wouldn't dare give the other alpha a chance to do anything. After all, Choso could have a weapon hidden somewhere, or he could try to charge at them, stupid a move as that was. Sukuna couldn't risk any of those things happening, especially not with Yuuji around—because Sukuna didn't want to shoot the omega's brother right before his eyes.

At the same time, there was absolutely zero chance that he would ever let Choso take Yuuji away from him.

Yet Choso remained stubborn as hell, insisting that he wouldn't leave without Yuuji, even if that meant that Sukuna would die a slow, terrible death if Yuuji was away from him for too long.

Sukuna sighed. What a conundrum they've now found themselves in.

But then, Yuuji let out a high-pitched whine and started begging and begging, practically sobbing as he tried to get Sukuna to look at him, to listen to him.

When Yuuji started offering up a few things to sweeten the deal just so Sukuna would let Choso live, the alpha finally took his eyes off of Choso to look at Yuuji. Tempting offer, really; but unfortunately not quite enough.

But then, Yuuji came up with a solution. If Choso wouldn't leave without Yuuji, he could stay with them instead. Sukuna absolutely hated that this even had to be an option, but if he had any hope of Yuuji one day biting him back of his own free will, Sukuna had to bend a little—otherwise the fragile little thing in his lap might break.

"Alright," Sukuna said as he lowered his gun, though Uraume kept theirs up and held right against Choso's head, still.

"He can stay with us if he wishes. But he will have to work for me now. Do my bidding," He said as he glanced back over to Choso, to check what the other alpha thought of the arrangement. "In return, he can have a room in our home and never want for anything."

It was a truly generous offer. But it wasn't one that came without strings.

Working for Sukuna meant only one thing—Choso would have to get his hands dirty, even bloody. And both Yuuji and Choso would have to be okay with that.

"Well?"

Yuuji saw Choso debating, weighing his options. It took remarkably less time than Yuuji thought it'd take, before he knew it, Choso was putting his hands back down to his sides.

“Yes,” Choso agreed, his gaze still fixed on his brother. “But I want to talk with him alone,” Choso countered.

“You are not in a position to make demands to Master Sukuna.” Uraume chimed in, voice cold and flat as it always was.

But Yuuji just turned to look at his own alpha, a questioning, pleading look on his face as he placed both hands on Sukuna's cheeks.

Yuuji watched Sukuna gesture to Uraume, finally putting his gun in its holster again. Sukuna pulled Yuuji in, one hand in his hair and one on his ass, squeezing it possessively. Yuuji hated himself a little, but the blatant show of possession made him want Sukuna again. And then Sukuna kissed him slowly and deeply, before the alpha finally pulled back and gave a single, curt nod.

When Sukuna let go of him again, Yuuji licked his lips, looking behind himself at his alpha as he left the room with his brother. Uraume followed not too far behind, intent on giving the two privacy, without giving Choso any opportunity to escape.

And so, Yuuji told Choso what had happened in the last two days. “He bit me then and took me home. I went shopping with his assistant, Uraume. They were nice, and then we spent the rest of the day together. And oh—he got me to do many nice things for my nest. He is not as bad as you might think…” Yuuji trembled. At these last words, it made Yuuji think. He had seen Sukuna and Uraume cut off a man's finger, just because the guy owed money. But he was firm in his resolve. “At least to me, he isn't,” he said, scratching the back of his head sheepishly.

“Yuuji, as glad as I am that you are well, you got yourself exactly in the situation I tried to protect you from.” Choso sighed, heavy and tired. “You got us both in a hell of a situation,” he pinched the bridge of his nose.

Soon, Sukuna came back, urging them to move. He looked angry and annoyed, but his eyes became slightly soft as he looked at Yuuji, even if it was only for a moment. Yuuji was sure only he was allowed to see this side of Sukuna.

Sukuna really didn't want to let Yuuji go or even talk with Choso, especially since the other alpha could be poisoning his mind about Sukuna, telling him all sorts of evil things that Sukuna had done. Of course, none of those things would be a lie; Sukuna was a cruel and evil man by nature. It was his default setting, so ingrained that you could say he was bad to the bone. But because he couldn't help the soft spot he had for his omega, he let him go anyway, though he made sure that Uraume was nearby, just a little bit out of sight so they could keep an eye on the two brothers.

Sukuna tried to give Yuuji as much time as he could to talk with his brother, but sooner than he knew it, his impatience won out. He was back on his feet, heading out to where the two brothers were talking, a scowl painted on his face. "Enough." He said simply, taking Yuuji by his arm and pulling him close, wrapping his arm around the boy's waist. He spared Choso one final glance before he ordered Uraume to accompany Choso to go get some of his things so he could get settled in a room in their penthouse. And then, Sukuna was finally leading Yuuji out and back to the car.

Sukuna held Yuuji possessively the entire ride home, his arm around the boy's waist and his hand on his hip. He was quiet the entire ride, jaw clenched as he was greatly irritated about the situation—but what could he really do.

When they got home, he dragged Yuuji into a shower, helping to clean both of them off after their little tryst at his office. And then he was telling Yuuji to do whatever he wanted for a while, to maybe work on his nest if he felt like it. Sukuna had some more business to handle, phone calls to make, before they had to leave for dinner that night.

Sometime during the afternoon, Choso and Uraume arrived together, and Uraume helped the alpha get settled in one of the many rooms in the penthouse. Sukuna wrinkled his nose at the scent of another alpha in his territory, immediately telling Uraume to get Choso some scent blocking patches—the good kind.

As five PM rolled around, Sukuna finally sent Uraume to go and get Yuuji ready for their dinner as he started getting dressed himself. He told Uraume the specific dress he wanted Yuuji to wear, then set about picking his own clothes.

He put on another one of his dark blue suits, so dark it almost looked black. And then he slipped on a pale blue shirt, followed by a red tie made of the same material Yuuji's dress was made of. He slipped his feet into a pair of black Manolo Blahnik Oxfords, completing the look. And then it was pomade in his hair, a spritz or two of cologne, and he was ready and waiting for his omega to finish.

"Let's go, little one. My six-thirty dinner appointment is waiting," he said as he checked his watch at the entryway.

"You're coming too," He said to Choso. He figured it was probably better to take Choso along with them rather than leave the alpha here by himself. It couldn't possibly hurt to have an extra pair of eyeballs watching them, making sure they were safe—because he was pretty damn sure that Choso would throw himself in front of bullets for his brother. Besides, this way, Uraume could keep an eye on Choso, too.

The ride home was tense. Yuuji could see it in his alpha's clenched jaw and its ticking muscles. Yuuji felt like he had to do something to make it up to him so that the alpha’s scent would even out. He tried to think about how he could do it the whole ride, worrying the inside of his cheek all the while.

Sukuna didn't say a single word when he pulled Yuuji under the shower with him. Yuuji, who saw his chance to make it up to Sukuna, tried to wash up as seductively as he could, bending over more than necessary and flashing Sukuna provocatively, but it was to no avail. He must have looked clumsy in his attempts because, at one point, Sukuna chuckled about it. That stopped his attempts cold.

Yuuji’s mood was at its lowest as he got shooed away by his mate because “he had to work.” So Yuuji decided to work on his nest, and he tried, but all his efforts were not good enough. He thought he would worsen it if he continued working on it today.

So he just lay in it, pouting. He was annoyed that his nest didn't smell right. It was just his smell on the things in it, nothing from Sukuna. So he made a decision: he had to steal Sukuna’s clothes.

He could’ve asked Sukuna, and he would have probably said yes, but Yuuji was still mad about getting rejected. He didn't want to talk with Sukuna right now. So he set out on his mission to steal the alpha's clothes for his nest.

Sukuna was in the living room, so Yuuji walked into the closet, looked for the dirty clothes, picked the ones he liked the best, and tiptoed back into his nesting room. He stuffed the clothes under some blankets for later use, a smug little grin on his face.

Soon after, Uraume told him it was time to get ready. And just like Yuuji promised, he didn't complain once. He saw the dress and was happy that he had Uraume to help him with it. The back of it was tied in a crisscross pattern, leaving his back bare, while the red Silk flowed around his legs. This one wasn't as scandalously short as the one he had worn this morning. He almost liked the dress, but he wouldn't wear it on his own.

They headed to their dinner at a fine restaurant where you had to be on a waiting list, but they were exempt. Sukuna walked, with Yuuji on his arm, straight in. He told a server they needed a table for Choso and Uraume, preferably near them, and walked to another table. It was all baffling for Yuuji. They settled down, Sukuna pulling out the chair for Yuuji, gesturing for him to sit down.

Sukuna could tell that his omega was desperate for a way to reconnect and get some forgiveness, some good favor. But Sukuna simply wasn't in the mood—he now had to deal with Choso, another alpha, living with them and potentially being a problem. But of course, he couldn't just get rid of him either… Yuuji would never forgive him. And so, now, Sukuna was stuck in this shitty situation. It didn't do much to turn him on, especially since he had a dinner with Gojo Satoru of the Gojo crime family later that day.

God, Sukuna couldn't stand that arrogant white-haired man. But at the same time, Sukuna had tremendous respect for him. Satoru was the only other person or alpha Sukuna would even consider calling an equal. And so, they had an understanding. One that meant they stayed out of each other's territories and backed each other up where it mattered.

So when it came time to head to the dinner, Sukuna was quiet as he sat in the car next to his omega, deep in his own thoughts. He held Yuuji's hand, but was entirely silent otherwise, already thinking about the possible outcomes of the meeting. He hadn't even been able to compliment Yuuji on the lovely dress he wore.

As soon as they arrived at the restaurant, the maitre d' took them to their table immediately, making arrangements for Choso and Uraume's table. Once they got to their table, Sukuna helped Yuuji into his seat, then sat down next to him. Not long after, Gojo Satoru arrived, his own men taking a table behind theirs.

Satoru sat himself down across from Sukuna. The two of them had dealt enough with each other to not need the formal greetings. Instead, they jumped straight into it.

"I see you got yourself a new pretty little plaything," Satoru said with a smirk as he tilted his head down to give Yuuji a once over from behind his dark sunglasses. Sukuna simply rolled his eyes and moved his hand to rest on Yuuji's thigh, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

"Get your filthy eyes off my mate, Satoru." Sukuna said as he shifted in his chair to lean forward, elbows resting on the table, hands clasped together. "We have business to attend to, shouldn't you be worrying about that instead of the company I keep?"

"Oh come on, Sukuna, can't a guy be a little envious?" Satoru said with a cheeky grin as he leaned back in his chair, hiding his gorgeous blue eyes behind his sunglasses. "If I'd known you were going to have company, I'd have brought an omega too."

"Bring one next time," Sukuna said and shook his head, "Let's talk business," he immediately switched the topic, bringing attention to some of the people who'd been trying to power grab on his territory and telling Satoru to watch out for them. Satoru switched into serious mode immediately, and started bringing out issues on his own territory.

They talked like that for some time, with the waiters bringing their full course meal out plate by plate. Once in a while, Sukuna would place a hand at the back of Yuuji's neck, rubbing gently, brushing a thumb over the hair at the nape of his neck. When the meeting ended, he thanked Satoru and took Yuuji's hand, helping him get up on to his feet.

"Satoru," Sukuna said before the man got up from the table, "If my mate ever gets in trouble in your territory, I fully expect your protection," He said pointedly, "Any mate of yours would be afforded the same in mine."

Satoru just winked and made his exit, leaving Sukuna with his omega at last. He pulled the boy into his arms, right there in the middle of the restaurant, even though their table was all the way in the back, where it was safer and close to the back exits.

"Sorry about that, little one. Business, you know. Did you enjoy the food?"

When Yuuji saw the restaurant, he hoped they would have a date, but it was work. Still, he promised he wouldn’t complain, so he didn't.

If Yuuji was honest, the dinner was dull. Something about some people did something, some people killed some other people, Yuuji listened with half an ear. Making small talk with the other alpha if he got asked something, trying to enjoy the good food when he didn't get talked to.

However, he didn’t like how the other alpha, Gojo, eyed him. He wanted Sukuna to massage his neck or have his hand linger on him even when Sukuna ignored him.

When Sukuna helped him to his feet, Yuuji wobbled. He'd been in heels all day, and by now his feet, still not used to the height, were quite sore. It was late, and more than anything, he wanted to go to bed. Thankfully, Sukuna seemed in a better mood when he pulled Yuuji into his arms.

“Yes, I enjoyed the food, alpha,” Yuuji replied, laying his hands on Sukuna's chest and leaning back into his mate's arms. He looked at his face, smiling up. He was happy that Sukuna wasn’t ignoring him anymore.

He could feel the gazes of the other guests on him, but he didn't care about what they thought; the only thing that mattered was Sukuna’s hands on his waist, working his fingers at the laced-up part of his dress. For the first time in the past few days, Sukuna had a genuine smile; he looked handsome like this, with soft eyes and small smile lines around his eyes, not so frowning like usual. Yuuji could feel his heart skipping a beat.

Too soon, the moment ended, even when Sukuna still had his hands around Yuuji's waist as they walked out. To Yuuji’s surprise, they didn't go for the exit but took the elevator up. They were on the roof deck, where they found a little garden. With aching feet, Yuuji walked over to the railing, looking down the street.

He felt Sukuna pulling him in his arms again, and he was thankful for that. It was surprisingly cold—the Summer had just started, so he folded his arms around his chest to conserve heat.

“Are you alright, little one?” Sukuna asked. As an answer, Yuuji just shuddered. He heard Sukuna chuckling and felt him step back. He could hear rustling right before Sukuna laid his dress jacket around his shoulders. The alpha's arms then wrapped around Yuuji’s waist.

They stood there for a few moments, both lost in their thoughts.

In the car, Yuuji found himself in Sukuna’s lap, the red silk of his dress flowing around them as they kissed. It had started as a soft kiss before it became more. Soon Sukuna had pulled him onto his lap, fingers on his ass, kneading the meat as their tongues danced together.

For a moment, Yuuji felt bad for making Choso, who was sitting in the front with Uraume, witness that. But as soon as Sukuna started to massage his neck again, he forgot every hesitation he had. When Sukuna began to lap at his mating bite, he began to grind against the bulge in Sukuna’s pants, rubbing the lacy fabric of his panties against Sukuna’s slacks. The air in the car filled with the smell of their arousal.

Despite how tense the day started and how it eventually wrapped up with a meeting with Satoru, Sukuna still found that he had quite the lovely day with his omega. Having Yuuji at the office with him was quite a fun way to conduct his business—it took away from how boring and annoying some of those meetings really got, especially when people came to grovel at his feet for forgiveness instead of not crossing him in the first place.

Having to deal with Choso was annoying as hell, but now that the dinner with Satoru was over and it went cleanly as usual, Sukuna was finally able to relax and let go of the weight he was holding in his shoulders. He became much more affectionate toward his omega, much more touchy as he took them to the garden on the roof deck. He made sure Yuuji stayed warm the whole time, especially since he was wearing a dress that wasn't really going to do much against the weather or the wind. And once they were back in the car, he held his omega close, hands on the boy's waist as they kissed.

Sukuna didn't give a shit that Choso was right there in the car with them. Choso would simply have to get used to being around this type of activity from Sukuna and Yuuji; they were mates after all. And Sukuna was never in the habit of denying his own wants or needs, especially if they were sexual in nature. He was insatiable sometimes—even Yuuji was starting to understand that now.

The moment that the car parked by their private elevator that led right up to the penthouse, Sukuna pretty much carried his omega straight home. Right into the bedroom, dropping him right on the bed as gently as he could in his impatience.

He looked his omega over hungrily, pheromones flaring arousal in the air and surely overwhelming Yuuji's senses as it did. But Sukuna wasn't done yet; he quickly undressed and climbed into bed with his lover, kissing Yuuji deeply and almost lovingly as his hands slid up the boy's thighs. It wasn't long before Sukuna was buried balls deep inside Yuuji, too impatient to even undress the boy so he simply pushed the lacy panties aside.

He fucked Yuuji with all the frustration he'd felt during the day, making the boy moan and scream and howl with a mixture of pleasure and pain, though it was more pleasure than anything else. He worked Yuuji through orgasm after orgasm, making him whimper and beg for Sukuna to stop, trying to tell his alpha that it was too much (but somehow also not enough). And when Yuuji started begging for Sukuna's knot, the alpha couldn't resist any longer. He slammed his hips forward one last time, burying his knot inside his omega as he filled Yuuji with so much cum he was sure the boy would start feeling cumdrunk.

With a shaky sigh, Sukuna finally collapsed back onto his side, taking Yuuji with him since they were still locked as they were. They laid on their sides, facing each other, Sukuna peppering Yuuji's face with kisses as his hands massaged the boy's neck. And when their breaths finally calmed down, Sukuna placed his hand over Yuuji's chest, pressing one last kiss over the boy's forehead before he closed his eyes and let himself drift off to sleep. And soon enough, Yuuji followed right after, drifting off into a tired slumber with his alpha's cock still buried all the way inside him. It didn't matter that Yuuji was still wearing the dress. He could simply get out of it in the morning.