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Desperation.

Summary:

sukuna heian era uhhh reader is like young adult who doesnt know what do to with her life so for shits and giggles she travels out the village and meets sukuna and actually shits herself (okay joke) shes like head over heels for him but she doesnt know how to vocalize it OH ALSO sukuna refers to reader as a child because like,,, hes thousands of years old and thats how he views her even though shes in her like early 20s THIS ISNT PEDOPHILIA

Notes:

first ever work its gonna be crappy this is experimental also um,,, based on c.ai logs (implied self insert ⁠٥⁠↼⁠_⁠↼⁠) WHO SAID THAT

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Terrifying.

 

That was the only word that came to your mind when you actually ventured out into the forest, and stumbled upon him. 

 

The 'Forest Demon'.

 

Everybody had warned you to not go by the river alone, everybody who cared about you, atleast. Why couldn't you listen? You weren't sure. You knew that wasn't his real name though, infact, you had done your own research. Ryomen Sukuna was the forest demon, the creature lurking past the trees that outlined the village border. The books and rumors had described him as a 'cold hearted, mutant cannibal'. Standing at 7 feet, his four arms were crossed with each other against his rippling chest. For the first time in your life, you were frozen in fear.

 

“Look at that, a little human girl. How small... How pathetic.”

 

He finally spoke up, his voice booming throughout the forest and echoing amongst the trees. Everything had gone quiet once he spoke, it was like the animals were whispering between themselves about you, pitying you for your foolishness.

 

“S- Sukuna.”

 

His name slipped out before you could stop yourself. The weight of it felt dangerous on your tongue, like a spell you shouldn’t have spoken. He cocked an eyebrow, a look of curiosity flickering across his sharp features.

 

You dropped to your knees, bowing your head to the forest floor, your body trembling as you tried to hide your fear. You had the gall to address him by his actual name. He was impressed, someone had done their homework. Usually people who are unfortunate enough to stumble upon him scream and run away, oh no, but not you. This one was different. 

 

You kept your head glued to the floor beneath you, disregarding the dirt that might get on your forehead. Submission meant more than getting a bit scuffed up right now.

 

He smirked at the sight, realizing that this girl was just afraid. Thats why she was showing such respect. Though why would she take the time to learn his name...?

 

“What's your name, girl.”

 

“Y/N... sir.”

 

“Why are you here? Do you want a death wish, little one?”

 

He growled and stalked towards you, crouching infront of you and taking your chin in one of his hands. It took up almost all of your face, he could crush your skull right now if he so pleased.. but he didn't.

 

You shook your head politely, trying not to step out of line as you felt your heart patter in your chest like a drum. Just the mere feeling of his hand holding your chin up made you weak in the knees.

 

“No sir! actually I came out here to... give you a gift.”

 

As you spoke, his four eyes were examining you, his fingers holding you with a sense of delicacy to it. He cackled loudly, his breath fanning over your face as he let out a belly laugh. His sharp set of teeth were bared, and his breath reeked of meat. Human meat. You held back your facial expressions, your nose twitching slightly as you sat still. He was amused at your naivety, and he wondered if you really knew of him.

 

“Oh? Speak then, child. What else can your provide for me... other than a nice snack.”

 

He spoke and leaned closer, and you got a good look at the marks on his face and body. there was also a mouth on his stomach, grinning devilishly. The sight alone sent shivers down your spine. You gulped and tried to put on a sweet demeanor, a thin veil to hide how desperate you really were.

 

“Well, I wanted to offer you... myself. My first time, actually...hahah.”

 

“Ah. Is that right, my dear?”

 

You giggled nervously, looking away as you felt your face heat up from embarrassment. You had actually just blurted that out.

 

Sukuna’s laughter died down, and his eyes gleamed with interest. He leaned closer, his breath hot against your face, the scent of raw meat almost making you gag. But you held still, forcing yourself to stay calm under his scrutiny.

 

“A little girl offering herself to me... how desperate.”

 

He said, his voice low and menacing. A small thing like you, traveling into the forest to give herself up to him? He almost felt sympathy for her.

 

His eyes roamed over your form once again, taking in your curves. It wasn't every day a young woman like yourself just came and threw himself at him. Everybody was too afraid, the only other person who wasn't completely scared of him was Urame, his servant. You could tell his voice had deepened slightly in amusement as he drank in his next toy. 

 

You nodded hastily and felt some sort of attraction towards him, your eyes trailing down his chest, instinctively biting the inside of your cheek. You just couldn't help yourself.

 

His words stung, but you couldn’t deny the truth in them. Desperation was exactly what had driven you here. Desperation for something beyond the safety of the village, something dark and dangerous. You bit your lip, your eyes flicking over his body despite yourself. None of the boys back home could ever compare to the raw power standing in front of you.

 

Sukuna’s smirk widened, sensing your wavering fear and the twisted desire beneath it.

 

“Very well,”

 

he said, his voice like a purr.

 

“Let’s see what kind of fun you’re offering.”

 

He was going to take his time with you.