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Megumi feels eyes on him again.
He’s felt that hair-raising chill nearly constantly for weeks now and he’s convinced he must have a stalker, or at least someone with a somewhat concerning infatuation. But despite his best efforts, Megumi hasn’t been able to catch the gaze that’s been lingering on him.
Only college students grinding for finals and some nurses caffeinating for their graveyard shift are here this late. Megumi will have to kick them out in about ten minutes, but he’ll let them hang out while he cleans up the cafe. Most of them are regulars and finish up a respectful enough five minutes before closing, bidding Meumi goodbye on their way out.
By the time Megumi is done cleaning, he still feels watched from just beyond the cafe windows. He counts to three before pushing open the cafe entrance and locking it behind him before hurrying home. People are still walking around the small college town, easing Megumi’s concerns about his stalker trying to approach him tonight.
Megumi climbs the rusted, exterior stairs to his apartment, wincing with each creak of the metal, and thinks the only good thing about having such a shitty walkup means that he’d definitely hear if anyone were following him up. He ignores the chill as he struggles with his door and sighs as he finally gets it shut behind him.
“You’re a good pretender, little one,” Megumi hears and he freezes, half bent to take off his boots. Another chill runs down his spine. Megumi straightens, squinting through the dark of his apartment to try to spot where the voice came from. It’s extra dark tonight, the kind of darkness that could swallow Megumi whole and suffocate him.
“Who’s there?” Megumi whispers and a cold, clawed hand wraps around Megumi’s throat, pinning him back against his door. Another hand cushions the back of his head to keep him from slamming it against the hardwood — a contradictory touch when the nails of the first hand dig into his skin and threaten to cut off his air. Megumi finds glowing red eyes boring into his and he gasps, his next breath shuddering out a cloud as the apartment turns frigid.
“You know me,” a voice says, deep and bone trembling. Megumi still can’t see the face of the… presence holding him still and he feels like he’s going insane. “My love?”
“I — you have the wrong person,” Megumi says, voice steadier than he expects it to be. The stress of finals and working late nights and feeling watched must all be catching up to him and now he’s hallucinating in his apartment.
“I could never mistake you, blessing.”
And the voice reveals itself from the shadows, hands attaching to muscled, inked arms and glowing eyes appearing on… a young man’s face. Or something trying to look like one.
“What are you?” Megumi whispers.
“You know I’m a curse,” the man says, frowning and brushing Megumi’s hair back from his face. He stares deep into Megumi’s eyes, giving Megumi an up close view of the glowing red. “Hm. Perhaps I’m the one that was mistaken, my love.”
Megumi can’t breathe and the curse leans closer.
“Very strange. You’re surprising me even from your grave. Of course you are,” the curse says fondly, clearly not actually talking to Megumi as he rubs his thumb over Megumi’s cheekbone. “Megumi, yes?”
“No,” Megumi says and the curse’s eyes flash. Megumi yelps as the curse grabs his hair roughly and tugs to the side so hard that Megumi’s neck cracks and he sees stars.
“Lying is not becoming,” the curse says calmly, as if chiding a child. “My blessing has sent me one in his likeness. I’ll show you how much my heart still belongs to you, my love.”
Megumi can tell the curse isn’t actually talking to him anymore and he tries to subtly look around for something he can grab to help him escape, but the curse yanks on his hair again, willing Megumi’s attention back to him.
“Eyes on me, blessing,” the curse says and he brushes a thumb over Megumi’s lips, smirking when Megumi bares his teeth at him. “Eyes on me.”
***
Sukuna is unfamiliar with a Megumi that does not know him. His last blessing was a guardian of Sukuna’s temple that caught Sukuna’s eye, but this one… must be a gift to tide Sukuna over. Until he meets his blessing again.
Sukuna dips his nose into the curve of Megumi’s neck, holding tight to Megumi’s hair when he squirms. Megumi reeks of fear and confusion, but there’s an underlying fire that drives Sukuna wild like no one else since his blessing. Sukuna breathes in Megumi’s scent, smiling as the human’s pulse quickens. He struggles under Sukuna’s grip until Sukuna tugs on his hair again. It’s shorter than Sukuna’s blessing’s ever was, but it’s still a good leash to keep Megumi’s green eyes wide and glassy on him.
“Tell me,” Sukuna starts, “what are you so afraid of?”
“The fucking psycho that broke into my apartment,” Megumi bites, kicking out at Sukuna’s shin.
“Very cute,” Sukuna says, licking Megumi’s cheek and smirking at the disgusted noise his love’s gift makes. “I’m here to make you feel good. Well, you’re here to make me feel good.”
His blessing always enjoyed what Sukuna would do to him. Sukuna assumes the same will be true of this one.
“You’re a monster,” Megumi says and Sukuna lets his eyes flash.
“I am,” Sukuna says, enjoying the fear on Megumi’s face before forcing his tongue down Megumi’s throat. He tastes sweet and then like iron when he knees Sukuna in the balls, causing Sukuna’s fangs to slice into Megumi’s lip. Sukuna thrusts his hand into Megumi’s pants and grabs his balls in retaliation, making Megumi squeak.
“Don’t waste your energy resisting me,” Sukuna says, stroking Megumi’s soft but slowly hardening cock. “You won’t win that fight.”
“Fuck you,” Megumi says and Sukuna tears Megumi’s jeans off of him, Megumi’s pulse skyrocketting. His shirt is the next to come off in tatters and Sukuna will give Megumi credit for still attempting to scramble away while Sukuna is drinking in his flawless, milky skin under shredded cloth.
“Ah, none of that,” Sukuna says, loving the way Megumi struggles against him. “You’re just as beautiful as I remember.”
Sukuna smooths a hand down Megumi’s bare side, letting his other two arms sprout when Megumi’s eyes start darting towards the door handle. Megumi’s eyes widen in horror at the sight of Sukuna’s extra arms — the most convincing evidence so far that this is not Sukuna’s blessing (his blessing quite enjoyed Sukuna’s four hands and how he used them). Sukuna locks Megumi’s arms behind his back and kisses him again, biting Megumi’s bottom lip when he’s unresponsive.
“It would do you well to be good for me,” Sukuna says and Megumi glares at him, green eyes a tempest through a forest.
“No,” Megumi says, bucking his hips, and his words delight Sukuna enough that he’s caught by surprise, Megumi overbalancing them and sending them to the floor.
Sukuna protects the back of Megumi’s head as they fall to the side and Megumi lets out a soft grunt at the wind getting out of him. Sukuna is hopelessly endeared.
He can’t stand to be without his blessing for another second.
Sukuna takes advantage of Megumi attempting to get his bearings and drops his attention to the pretty little cock that started to chub up under Sukuna’s palm a moment ago. Sukuna puts a large hand on Megumi’s chest and another on his neck to keep him down while his other hands move to Megumi’s hips. He dips down to suck Megumi’s cock into his mouth and Megumi gasps, body arching. He turns to get away but, instead, thrusts his cock deeper into Sukuna’s mouth. Sukuna chuckles at Megumi’s loud moan, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through his blessing, and he presses Megumi’s hips down more firmly, drawing a whine.
“Delicious,” Sukuna purrs, licking the crease of Megumi’s inner thigh. Megumi squirms, unable to get enough leverage to actually kick at him. “I know, I know. I’ll fill you up soon enough.”
Sukuna presses two fingers into Megumi’s mouth and watches Megumi choke, eyes watering as he gags around thick fingers. His tongue is soft and velvety — Sukuna wishes he could trust that this Megumi wouldn’t bite a chunk out of him. Megumi’s teeth on his fingers feel like a baby’s teething, but he’s sure it wouldn’t be as pleasant around his cock.
Sukuna forces Megumi’s knees to his ears and exposes his pretty hole. He lengthens his tongue, continuing to finger fuck Megumi’s mouth as he starts to lap at Megumi’s hole. Megumi trembles beautifully under him as Sukuna works his tongue inside, his rim growing soft and pliant. The feeling of Megumi swallowing around his fingers and clenching rhythmically around Sukuna’s tongue drives Sukuna mad with lust. His cock could cut diamonds, he’s so fucking hard. Being near his love again — the scent of him, the addictive sounds and taste and energy of him — is torture. When Megumi’s wet enough, Sukuna takes his fingers out of his throat, slowly pulling his face from between Megumi’s shaking thighs. It’s remarkably easy to fit four fingers inside. His blessing has always been able to take everything Sukuna gave him.
“Wait, wait, stop, no —,” Megumi babbles hoarsely.
Sukuna smirks as he curls his fingers into Megumi’s most sensitive spot and sees Megumi’s eyes roll back in his head. The pleasured expression that unfolds on Megumi’s face is unlike anything Sukuna has seen since his love passed on. Sukuna presses his fingers harder into Megumi’s prostate, making Megumi scream as he comes hard over his stomach, covering one of his pretty pink nipples with pearly spend. Sukuna keeps finger fucking Megumi, dragging a hand through the mess he’s made of himself.
“Stop, stop,” Megumi gasps, shaking his head when Sukuna moves his fingers faster and harder. He tears up at the oversensitivity. “No — ngh, please!”
“Please what, blessing?” Sukuna asks and he puts a hand-mouth on Megumi’s cock, engulfing it fully and making Megumi spill into his mouth nearly immediately with a strangled sob. Seeing Megumi come a second time doesn’t make the thrill any less great and Sukuna pulls his fingers out, letting his hand-mouth continue to work Megumi’s softening cock. Megumi’s whines and the stuttering, confused movements of his hips are too good for Sukuna to want to let him go quite yet. Something in his blessing gives in, then, and Sukuna is all too pleased to see it.
“Please,” Megumi whispers and Sukuna smirks, pulling his hand off and drawing another delicious whine from his blessing.
“Use your words,” Sukuna says, making Megumi shake his head. “Come on, sweetheart, don’t be stubborn. You know you want it.”
Sukuna dips closer to put his mouth to Megumi’s ear and works his fingers in Megumi while whispering, “I’ll make it good, blessing. You just have to ask.”
Megumi lets out little gasps with each thrust of Sukuna’s fingers and Sukuna puts a hand to Megumi’s throat to feel the noises. He feels it, too, when Megumi starts to say something, struggling against Sukuna and trying to close his legs again. Sukuna clicks his tongue and forces Megumi’s legs apart.
“What was that?” Sukuna asks, keeping a light hand on Megumi’s throat in constant threat of cutting off his air.
“ Fuck, more,” Megumi says, bucking his hips and struggling in Sukuna’s hold again but this time because he’s clumsy with need for something better than fingers and a false mouth. “Please, I need more.”
“There we go,” Sukuna purrs and Megumi keens. “Oh, don’t worry, blessing, I got you.”
Sukuna doesn’t waste any time lining himself up and using his hand-mouth to lick along his cock to slick it up before pushing into Megumi’s hole. It yields like butter and Sukuna carves into Megumi with ease, Megumi’s mouth dropped open in a silent scream as he clutches and scratches at Sukuna’s biceps.
“You’re so tight, dove,” Sukuna says, fucking into Megumi with increasingly deep thrusts as Megumi’s body opens to him. “Oh, you’re so perfect.”
Megumi makes a garbled noise that makes Sukuna coo at him and he leans up to catch Megumi in a searing kiss. He uses one of his hand mouths to suck Megumi’s cock back into his mouth and relish in the way Megumi clenches down on him, a choked noise leaving his throat. It’s all Sukuna can do to fuck Megumi just gently enough not to break his mortal form, but his fingers dig bruises into Megumi’s throat and hips and his hand sucks sweet nectar from Megumi’s little cock.
“It’s too much,” Megumi pants, writhing under Sukuna, and his attempts to get away are far more enticing and kittenish now that his eyes have started to get hooded and glaze over with desperation.
“I’ll show you too much,” Sukuna says and Megumi doesn’t seem to understand Sukuna’s meaning, making it that much more delicious when Sukuna tugs at Megumi’s cursed energy, plentiful and untouched in this lifetime. Megumi’s eyes fly wide open and he clenches down hard enough on Sukuna that Sukuna hisses and slaps Megumi’s thigh to get him to let up.
“What is that?” Megumi asks. “What’re you — ah!”
Sukuna plays Megumi’s energy between them and takes some to allow his true form to claw out from under his mortal skin. He grows to double Megumi’s size and his curse marks streak over his cheeks and pecs. His cock lengthens and thickens inside of Megumi and Megumi digs his nails into Sukuna’s skin, attention torn between the cock inside of him and Sukuna’s other cock that has sprung out to grind against Megumi’s.
“Oh my god —“
“I am not a god, blessing,” Sukuna reminds and Megumi whimpers, patting between them.
“You’re going to fuck me to death,” Megumi breathes, eyes fixed on Sukuna’s second cock, and Sukuna glances down to where Megumi is feeling the bulge Sukuna’s first cock is making through his belly now that he’s full size.
Sukuna’s cock kicks hard inside of Megumi and Megumi cries out, his whole body jerking at the stimulation. He can’t move far with Sukuna’s weighty cock pinning him to the ground, but his own cock spurts clear fluid against Sukuna’s second cock.
“You look like you feel so good,” Sukuna coos and Megumi just gives him a glassy eyed stare. Sukuna hooks a thumb at the corner of Megumi’s mouth and Megumi laps at his fingerpad. “So sweet.”
“Don’t wan’,” Megumi mumbles, continuing to suckle distractingly at Sukuna’s thumb. Megumi clenching down at his next thrust reminds Sukuna of the main event.
“How am I supposed to resist, blessing?” Sukuna asks, taking his second cock in hand.
He rubs some of his precome over the soft skin of Megumi’s stomach, watching his other cock move in time through Megumi’s belly. Sukuna drinks in the hypnotic view greedily. He presses fingers into Megumi’s hole beside his cock, stroking Megumi off with another hand and forcing him to the edge again. Megumi finally relaxes enough in his pleasure for Sukuna to fit four thick fingers into him along with his cock.
It’s a tight fit. Megumi screams at the fullness and panics and Sukuna presses him down with his substantial bulk.
“No, no, no, n—”
“You’re doing so well,” Sukuna soothes against Megumi’s ear, listening to Megumi’s fluttering breaths and rabbiting heart. “You’re going to look so good on my cocks.”
Megumi just grunts around Sukuna’s thumb. Sukuna pulls his fingers and cock all the way out of Megumi’s hole, shushing Megumi’s protest at being empty and lining his cocks up. Megumi startles at the sensation, but he doesn’t try to get away when Sukuna pushes the head of his first cock in with ease and starts on the second. He turns his face into Sukuna’s hand and licks at his palm while Sukuna forces his hole wide open. Sukuna continues moving his hand on Megumi’s cock and Megumi whines at the overstimulation, tears leaking from his eyes, but he still doesn’t protest.
“More, Sukuna,” Megumi says softly and Sukuna’s heart stutters back to life.
“You remember,” Sukuna says, reverent, and he can’t help himself from shoving his cocks all the way in.
Megumi arches at the overwhelming, sudden fullness and his eyes roll back in his head, cock jerking in Sukuna’s hand without releasing anything. Sukuna fucks Megumi with both of his lengths, unable to control himself any longer, and Megumi moans in time with his thrusts, adjusting too quickly for this to be his first time. The sight of Sukuna’s cocks bulging through Megumi’s belly is almost enough to make Sukuna come on the spot and he presses down on the bumps, grinning.
“Can you feel me here, blessing?” Sukuna asks, licking Megumi’s ear and delighting in how he shivers. He thrusts into Megumi even harder, watching his blessing go limp and pliant as he’s fucked to his limits. Sukuna’s blessing feels too good for Sukuna to last long and his thrusts get sloppy. “I’m never going to let you go. You’re going to feel my mark inside you no matter where you are.”
Megumi gasps as Sukuna’s first cock shoots off, the feeling of his own searing release making Sukuna’s other cock reach the edge as well. Megumi tenses up as he’s forced to orgasm once again and he becomes deadweight, unconscious under Sukuna. Sukuna fucks Megumi through the dry orgasm that wracks through Megumi’s unconscious form and he buries himself deep inside, making sure his blessing takes every drop of his spend, as Megumi trembles with aftershocks.
Sukuna pets Megumi’s come-filled belly and shifts them so Megumi is on top, careful not to dislodge either of his cocks from Megumi’s sweet hole.
He waits for his blessing to wake again.