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Click click click click click click. Yuji was just about ready to explode, no matter how many times he takes a deep breath, he is fucking angry. This is so fucking embarrassing, he’s an alpha, yet he cant control his own omega, instead having to reply on other people to help him.
It was Maki who gave him the name of this place, she'd been the one to plant the seed. Which naturally raised several questions, she was married, happily, for a while, and Yuji wouldn't have thought Yuta to be a disobedient omega. That has to be why she knew about this place right? Because she needed this service too once?
Even now it puzzles him, he should probably just ask, Yuji is sure Maki would tell him, it just feels taboo to talk about. The alpha doesn't openly want to say, ‘Hey so did Yuta used to spit at you too?’. No, that just feels odd and humiliating, he doesn't like talking about his problems with his omega.
Speaking of, Megumis sat next to him without a care in the world, probably loving how much this is killing Yuji. He had taken the pen from reception and has resulted to clicking it over and over. He’s so jarring, Megumi is clever, he does all these little things that he knows will pull a reaction out of him.
Click click click click- Yuji snatches the pen from his hands, he’s had enough, this is already humiliating enough without Megumi rubbing it in his face. The omega turns to him, probably about to say something smartassed as usual. Yuji interrupts him before Megumi can even get anything out.
“I don’t want to hear it, its your fucking fault were here in the first place” He whisper shouts through gritted teeth. Megumi folds both his arms together along with his eyebrows. He’s so annoying, now it’s Yujis fault that he’s had a fucking pen confiscated from him.
Instead, Megumi begins to tap his foot insistently, he's doing it on purpose, trying to draw anger from the alpha. Yuji takes in a deep breath from his nose, letting it out of his mouth. He'd love to know what atrocities he must have committed in a past life to be punished like this, must have been fucked up.
Honestly, if Yuji were in a better mood, he would just ask Megumi if he wants to go home, because he wants to, and then they'd leave. But the omega has really been pissing him off all morning and Yuji needs a professional to tell him he's not crazy and this isn't normal and that Megumi is fucking insane.
All the therapists and counsellors they've seen keep telling him that all omegas go through a settling in phases when first married. They test boundaries and push limits, seeing what things their alpha permits. But it's almost been two years now, and it's getting worse, Yuji's only just recovering from a black eye, that he had to say he got in the gym because it's embarrassing to tell people his tiny omega husband gave it to him.
This isn’t what he had in mind when he imagined married life, Yuji had thought of pups and a white picket fence. They hadn’t even had sex yet, and he couldn’t get around to painting their fence because the omega is so high maintenance. It’s so frustrating, nobody else is having such trouble, why him?
“Itadori?” The receptionist calls, they’re the only people here so it’s not like they can be mistaken for anyone else.
“Room 1” She smiles, and they both get up, Yuji thanks her, making sure Megumi is actually following him. Megumi doesn’t even look at him, he barely does, if he’s not cussing him out, the omega is pretending he doesn’t exist.
Somehow, that's what hurts the most, not his words or the physical injuries, it’s when his own omega refuses to acknowledge him. Yuji knocks on the door politely before entering, setting his eyes on Dr Ryomen, hopefully their saviour. He’s the perfect image of an alpha, ripped straight out of a textbook, tall, broad, handsome and muscled, he has it all.
“Mr Itadori, do have a seat, apologises for the wait” Dr Ryomen says, he gestures to some chairs, Yuji ushers Megumi to sit down before him, only then he sits. Dr Ryomen takes out some papers, licking his thumb before placing a single sheet on a clipboard. He clicks his pen on before turning their attention to the couple.
”Let me just do a quick introduction, Im Ryomen Sukuna, Omega behaviourist, I've been doing this for over ten years now. I'm number one in my field, and have studied and tested lots of new ways to help omega psychology. I personally lead the research in omega defiant disorders. Now, why don’t you start with why you’re here?”
His whole speech seems remembered, he’s obviously done this before. After a long year and a half of problems and issues, it’s suddenly hard to know exactly what to say. He looks to Megumi who is more interested in the posters on the wall. Yuji must pause for too long because Sukuna shifts, crossing one leg over the other.
“It can be hard to pinpoint an exact reason, how about I go through my questions?” He clears his throat, not waiting for Yuji to answer. “Tell me about you Mr Itadori, more specifically your parents, were they both present?”
This is about Megumi, Yuji isn’t sure why he’s being singled out here like this is his fault. But still, he digs his nails into his thighs before answering.
“I had a normal childhood, both parents, both omegas, they gave me everything I could ask for” He answers honestly, and he must say something wrong because he’s writing a lot down.
“Were you around a lot of alphas growing up? Before you presented?” Sukuna then asks before he even finishes writing, not looking up from his clipboard.
“I guess? My grandpa is an alpha. What does this have to do with omega behaviour?” Now it’s Yuji's turn to ask a question. Dr Ryomen writes a full stop, placing the clipboard on his lap and folding his hands together. He looks stern, Yuji couldn’t imagine him doing any other job.
“Omegas need alphas, it's in their DNA to look for dominance. Within the past 20 years, omega behaviour has got worse and it's due to alphas becoming… Softer, so to say” The other alpha puts it gently, or bluntly, Yuji's face drops, is he soft? Is this actually his fault?
“Over 85% of my patients' alphas have two omega parents, it’s a pattern I've been noticing” He expands, and Yuji feels sick to his stomach, head dropping to look at his lap.
“Was your marriage arranged?” Sukuna switches, picking his clipboard back up and continuing writing. Yuji just nods, feeling stupid, he didn’t expect the other alpha to throw statistics in his face like that.
“Would you tell me about that?” He asks. Yuji sighs, this is just the beginning right? This is what's supposedly going to help them.
“My parents asked me what I wanted for my birthday, and obviously I wanted an omega. They brought Megumi's parents house, they let them live in there now, in exchange I got him” Sukuna hums, writing all this down, Yuji still doesn’t think it’s exactly relevant. He takes a long pause of writing, completely filling in the box under the question.
“Did the problems start straight away?” The alpha asks, again, not looking up from his clipboard.
“As soon as we were married and he moved in with me” Yuji answers again. As soon as Yuji closed the door on the first day of their marriage, Megumi had a complete shift. He refused to sleep in the same bed, screaming and shouting at him for hours, lashing out constantly.
“Last question for you, have you tried any other sort of therapies or medications?”
Yuji takes a deep breath, “Of course, his therapist suggested I take away the second bed, so he sleeps on the floor now. Then chastity, I guess in hopes of some reverse psychology or whatever. They then wanted to dope him up, I was so desperate I said yes, but he only took it once, it was horrible…”
Megumi whips his head to him, a disgusted look on his face, so he /was/ listening this whole time.
“You fucking drugged me?” He asks, scoffing, laughing in complete disbelief. Yuji has nothing to say in response, what can he say? There's nothing that would make it right, nothing that would soothe this situation. Sukuna winces a little, face scrunching up, he seems to be on Megumi's side.
“He’s still sleeping on the floor? In chastity? What kind?” This is so humiliating. When the therapist suggested taking away the second bed, it made sense, it sounded logical. But coming from Sukuna's mouth, it sounds so horribly cruel, this sucks.
“Yeah… And he has one of those belts on” Yuji cringes hard, Megumi has gone back to ignoring him, facing away. Sukuna hums again, circling something before unclipping the paper and placing it on his desk.
“Right, so for starters, he needs the bed, a sleepy cranky omega is not what you need on top of this” Yuji nods, it will be nice to unlock the guest bedroom actually, and maybe he won't get into bed with extreme guilt.
“Second, I assume he's in chastity because he refused sex?” Sukuna asks, and Yuji nods, face warming up bright red, this is so humiliating, talking about his sexless life with a bigger alpha.
“Thats only hindering him, taking away his ability to have sex because he won't have sex makes no sense at all. But these are all things you’ve been told, this is /not/ your fault. I blame new media and schools, they aren’t teaching the /real/ values that alphas need to take care of their omegas”
Oh so it’s not his fault? Yuji is just confused now, along with his usual mixture of worried and sad. He thought he did know how to take care of an omega, he’s provided Megumi everything. A roof over his head, food, nesting supplies, in the beginning of course he offered physical love, it was the omega who rejected it.
“Why don’t you take it off now?” Sukuna suggests, and Yuji swallows, he wants the belt off now? In front of him? Maybe it’s a challenge, Sukuna wants to see Yuji's dominance and authority. So he stands up, grabbing the key from his wallet, head high, shoulders back, “Megumi get your pants off” He demands.
As expected, Megumi doesn’t take to that, scoffing, but otherwise completely ignoring him. He’s making him look weak in front of the doctor, Yuji hates this, he hates it.
“Megumi. Get up!” He repeats, teeth gritted together, again, and his words fall upon deaf ears again. Yuji goes for the back of his neck and Megumi completely flips out, kicking Yuji in the stomach when he raises his knees to protect himself. Sukuna steps in, swiftly scuffing Megumi and pinning the omega down to the medical table expertly with one hand, he holds a hand out for the key.
Yuji stands back up from where he’d been doubled over, cradling his winded stomach, he reaches over with a shaky arm to give him the belt key. Megumi is now completely still under the doctor’s hand.
“You need to be way quicker and firmer with him” Sukuna states, he pulls Megumi's pants down, unlocking the belg unceremoniously. He then pulls them back up, releasing Megumi's neck and letting him lie on the medical bed to recover. Yuji feels like a complete disappointment, looking at Megumi as he lay completely boneless on the bed. He pets his fluffy head of hair, because Yuji does love him, he does.
Megumi is beautiful and talented, he can be funny when it’s not Yuji who’s the butt of his jokes. Yuji remembered the giddiness of when they first met, Megumi was so shy. He barely spoke, just looked at him with those big green doe eyes, he wouldn’t have thought Megumi was the same omega who just booted him in the stomach.
“These are very serious and dangerous issues he’s showing, your omega needs help. I have an extra slot in my correctional training program going. Minimum one week, max three, depending on how long it takes and how long you wish to participate in my practice’s” Sukuna sits back at his desk, folding his hands together once again.
“I take my job /very/ seriously Mr Itadori, I have pulled patients out mid program before because I felt my patient's alpha wasn’t letting me do my job. I'm going to need your full co-operation on this, without your willingness and actions, this will be a waste of all of our time. You /can/ have an obedient omega”
Yuji bites his lip, looking back at Megumi who squirms on the table, he flinches away from Yuji's touch. All he wants is for Megumi not to hate him, he doesn’t even have to love him back. Is it that hard to get Megumi to just ask how his day was? He turns back to Sukuna, “A-a training program?”
He does remember reading something about that online, but now it’s all being thrown at him it’s confusing. “A correctional program for omegas, using 24/7 cognitive behaviour therapy to rewire their minds. Hell be coming to my house personally since this case is more serious, usually I will send staff to you”
Sukuna pushes over a pamphlet that he opens, seeing an alpha and omega cuddling together smiling happily. There's another showing what looks like a cute movie night. “Ill teach him discipline and then ill teach you the techniques so you can carry it on at home”
It all sounds amazing, Megumi can be calmer, happier, taught how to be his perfect husband. But at the same time it all sounds a little… Extreme?
“He has to leave and stay with you? Can't he stay at home?” He then asks, Megumi squirms on the bed, sniffling.
“Usually yes, but I have to stress how serious this situation is. I just scruffed him and he's not going to his own alpha for comfort, he's learnt to be his /own/ alpha. Trust me Mr Itadori, by the time he's home he'll be the perfect omega” Dr Ryomen closes his palms together, staring right through Yuji like he knows how vulnerable he is. Megumi sits up, giving them both a scowl, Yuji just frowns.
Yuji comes to the omegas side again, Megumi would be happier right? Omegas should want pups and sex and comfort, Megumi isn’t normal. So surely he’ll be doing the right thing getting him help, then they can be the normal couple he wants them to be. “When can he start?”
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Yuji swears as he hears the doorbell, he wanted to at least start the day off good, but no. He rushes to the door, putting on a smile as he opens the door for Dr Ryomen, he's dressed smartly. They share a quick hello before Yuji shuts the door, he feels his home being analysed.
“Can I offer you a drink?" Yuji asks, because it's polite, and he was taught to be good to his guests. Sukuna declines, bringing out his clipboard and flipping through some papers. He immediately gets anxious, the doctor is already beginning to write things.
“Where is he then?” He asks, Sukuna doesn't even look up, and Yuji points them to the guest room. The bed is empty, and so is the rest of the room, Megumi is under the bed, facing away, ignoring him. It's so embarrassing, Yuji gets on his knees once again, the omega hasn't moved a muscle.
“Does this happen often?”
“Um… Slightly” Yuji admits.
“Hiding in small spaces is nothing odd for an omega, it's just the ignoring part that stands out” Sukuna tells him, jotting something down on the clipboard. Yuji sighs, trying to coax him out again, he's already spent an hour doing this, his patience is becoming thin.
“Megumi! Come out right now!” He demands, and Yuji may as well be talking to the bed because there's still no response. The alpha has had enough, reaching forward, straining his shoulders and back, grabbing a hold of Megumi's ankle and pulling him out. He struggles, grabbing a hold of the bed frame and trying to pull himself back under.
Yuji is still stronger, completely pulling him out and grabbing his arms, Megumi decides to go lax, refusing to stand on his own two feet. Dr Ryomen just watches, he stands back as Yuji loses the war to Megumi. “Stand up straight!” He commands.
In the end, Megumi just slumps to the floor, and Yuji gives up, looking to the doctor to make sure he's seeing how difficult he is. His hair is messy but the omega doesnt bother to fix it, he just lies on the floor like misplaced furniture.
“This behaviour, does it occur frequently?” Sukuna questions, he taps his pen against the clip board.
“Increasingly, he gets like this after an argument, it's like his way of punishing me” Yuji tries not to whine, he doesn't want to sound like a pushover, like he's the omega in the relationship.
He bites the inside of his lip, it's not fair. Why do all his friends have nice omegas who make them snacks when he goes over to theirs? They pour them all drinks and listen to whatever their alphas tell them, they can be trusted in public and to have guests over.
Yuji dreads to think what it would be like if he had friends over, he hasn't had anyone around in a long while simply because of Megumi. This is embarrassing, he should be asking the doctor if he needs anything to drink, but instead he's lying on the floor refusing to acknowledge them.
“Come on” He sighs, picking up Megumi from the floor who makes sure to go dead weight and make it as hard as possible for the alpha. He carries him downstairs, Sukuna following, and places him down on the sofa, Megumi turns to face away from him.
It really fucking hurts, what has Yuji done to deserve this treatment? All he's done is love Megumi and this is what he gets in return. Anyone else would think he's abusing Megumi, that he's a terrible alpha who starves him or something.
“Come on, you have to talk to the doctor” He instructs, trying to manhandle him to sit nicely. Megumi refuses. He squirms away from him, planting both his feet on Yuji's chest to push him away. The alpha grabs onto his ankles, trying his best to sit him up straight, he's not asking for much.
“Let go of me!” Megumi shouts, continuing to kick at him, now trying his best to climb over the back of the sofa to get away. Yuji still doesn't let up, “Just sit down!” He instructs, once again going ignored.
The omega bites his arm, and he finally lets go, Megumi running back upstairs, leaving Yuji defeated. He can't even look at the doctor right now, too embarrassed and upset, he knew their situation was bad but having someone sit back and watch makes him realise how terrible it actually is.
“Does that happen often?" Dr Ryomen asks him, and finally Yuji turns around, swallowing a lump in his throat. He doesn't even consider that a bad fight, at least Yuji had the high ground in that one, and the bite didn't break skin this time.
“Probably every day” He shrugs, and Sukuna puts the cap on his pen after finishing writing something, the page is full.
“I think I've seen enough, I can take him now, or would you prefer to drop him off yourself?” He asks, and Yuji immediately shakes his head.
“I can follow behind you, he might be a handful to get in the car so ill do it” Yuji sighs, he already packed a bag for Megumi last night, cried the whole time. The thought of coming back to a completely empty house is scary, he hates it, but in the long run this is for the best, right?
Surprisingly, Megumi walks himself out, buckling himself in the passenger seat without any prompt. It takes both of them off guard, but Sukuna only gives a firm nod, getting into his own car. Yuji joins Megumi, following behind him as they drive, he feels so incredibly nervous.
The alpha doesn't know what it means that his own omega is completely willing to go with some stranger rather than just listen to him. He clears his throat awkwardly, this reminds him of when he first took Megumi home. Yuji was so excited, so ready, then he shut the door and Megumi cried the entire night.
From the very next day, Megumi became impossible to talk to, hard to handle, they argued and physically fought constantly. Well, it's mostly Megumi kicking and throwing punches and Yuji attempting to restrain him. He wonders if he'll do that around Sukuna, if he'll try and hit him, probably.
“What have I done wrong Megumi? Why are we doing this?” The alpha asks, desperate for any form of communication, maybe they can come to an understanding together. Then Yuji can just explain to Sukuna that he's sorry they've wasted his time but they're going to try something else.
But it's Megumi who gives him no option but to do this, just staring out the window, and Yuji grips the steering wheel harder. He's a good alpha, he does everything for Megumi, took a whole other fucking job just to work from home to be around him more. Yuji takes all the shit he gives in hopes Megumi will just stop, hell forgive everything done to him if he just
stops.
“I don't want to do this! You leave me no choice but to hand you to another alpha, don't you know how horrible you make me feel?” He seethes, just in time to see Megumi's shoulders shake. Hes laughing, fucking laughing at Yujis misery, living it up as the alpha pours his heart out.
“Oh yeah I bet you're loving this, live it up whilst you can, ill be the one laughing last” Yuji sniffles, using his sleeve to quickly wipe the tears from his face. When Megumi is normal, Yuji might be petty, may remind him that it could have always been this way, but he had to be a bitch.
Eventually, the forest clears, and a big house comes into view, usually homes like this are only in movies. A huge gate opening for both cars seemingly automatically, Yuji sees Megumi lean forward to look out of the windscreen. They pull up in the huge driveway, Megumi immediately undoing his buckle and getting out without a word.
“Beautiful house” Yuji comments upon getting out, Sukuna tosses his keys at another omega who just opened the front door for him. Watching the white haired omega get in and drive it into the garage for him, huh, Yuji didn't think omegas were allowed to drive.
He sighs, turning to face Megumi, even after everything, Yuji still loves him, still feels extremely guilty for leaving him here. Why can't Megumi just accept that they're married and he needs to be his husband? He doesn't ask for a lot, maybe a kiss when he comes home, a home cooked meal, maybe sex?
“I will call you everyday” He states, and Megumi is just idly kicking the little pebbles of the driveway, ignoring him as usual.
“Megumi, I love you” The alpha attempts again, he doesn't even need to say it back, Yuji just wants him to acknowledge it. But of course he doesn't, fidgeting with his nails and Yuji lets out a sad sigh, turning back to Sukuna who looks more than relaxed.
“If you turn left when you're out of here you'll be on your way back home” The other alpha explains. Yuji nods, he knows the rules, he can call and speak to Megumi everyday at 12, visit on Wednesdays, then other than that he can call and request updates. It didn't feel too bad at the time, but now, being here, it doesn't feel like enough.
“You know actually, I don't know if I'm comfortable with this” His voice wavers, Yuji doesn't want to leave his omega here, he doesn't want to go home alone. Sukuna hums like he isn't surprised, almost like he expected this, he did say he's pulled patients out because of alphas before.
“Mr Itadori this is the hardest part for alphas, I assure you, after the first phone call tomorrow you should feel a lot more reassured” The alpha promises, and Yuji doesn't feel any less tense. Megumi should feel just as crushed that they will be apart, but he looks bored, as though this whole ordeal is just an inconvenience. It really pisses Yuji off, going up to him, biting his lip as Megumi looks at his nails, completely unbothered.
“I love you, and I will ring you tomorrow Megumi, I love you” He repeats, and there's only the slight howl from the wind, you could cut the tension with a butter knife. It stings, his heart hurts, biting his lip and walking back around to the car.
“Please keep me updated” Yuji asks, and Sukuna nods his head, he waits before getting in the car. Waiting for Megumi to sprint over, to tell him how sorry he is, how much he loves him and to just take him home. But the omega doesn't, he isn't even looking at him, instead at the large house.
So he sucks in a shaky breath, getting in the car and circling around the big driveway and out the gates that immediately close behind him. Yuji has to pull over when he's out of the doctor's property just to sob, loudly crying his eyes out as he goes home without his omega.
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Megumi actually feels quite relieved as Yuji's car drives away, letting out a sigh he didn't even know he was holding in. This is fine, it'll be like a holiday, no Yuji moaning in his ear, just a stupid doctor who has no real authority. The white haired omega grabs his bag, walking it into the house.
He follows, because there's nowhere else to go unless he fancies his chances with hopping the fence and traversing the woods, he'll save that idea for later maybe. Megumi wanders in, he's in the middle of the grand entrance when a sharp pain catches the side of his face. Before he can even react properly, Dr Ryomen grabs at his face, squeezing his cheeks together suddenly.
“You disrespectful, ungrateful little cunt, he obviously doesn't have the knot to hit you but I do” He growls, and Megumi is too in shock to move.
“You think you're better than everyone huh? That you're too good for him? You're just an omega, a /lucky/ omega at that, if you were with any other alpha this attitude wouldn't have lasted a second. But unfortunately he's allowed it to harbour and now you think its okay, but not anymore”
He finally lets go, and Megumi takes shaky, hurried steps back until his back hits the door, he reaches up to the burning side of his face. The doctor just /hit/ him, like actually slapped him, and called him a cunt! The omega is still in shock.
“You just hit me…”
“You deserved it. I'll hit you again if I feel you need correcting”
Megumi's stomach drops, Yujis never hit him, sure they've got into fights, sometimes physical, but that's mostly Megumi beating on /him/. Yuji mainly just restrains him, which the omega honestly can't fault him for. But this… Megumi didn't even see it coming.
“Yuji will kill you when I tell him” Megumi huffs, utter disbelief overwhelming him.
“He won't believe you, and even if he did, I'd like to see him try, I'm not even all that convinced he's actually alpha” Sukuna tuts, he shrugs off his suit jacket, giving it to the other omega who takes it without a word.
Then he rolls his shoulders back, approaching Megumi who's more than a whole head shorter than him. He wastes no time in cupping his hand over the mound in the omega's trousers, catching him off guard.
“Lets see what we're working with” Sukuna begins, and Megumi grips at his arm as it slides into his pants. His hand finds home between Megumi's legs, swiping across his cunt like he owns it. The omega pushes him away, attempts to close his legs around his hand, but the alpha is way stronger than him.
“No- Please!” Megumi begs, body betraying him by getting wet as Sukuna's thumb easily finds his clit. Honestly, it's been a while since Megumi has been touched or touched himself, he'd been in chastity for over a year now. But even then, it's been a long time since he's felt the need to touch himself or be touched.
Two thick fingers coat themself in his slick, pressing up against his entrance, he clenches around them, trying to push his hand away again. Sukuna just grins, pushing his fingers in harder and crooking them just right into the omegas sweet spot.
“Such a tight cunt, lets see how wet you can get for me” Megumi thrashes against the door as Sukuna fingers him harshly, using his other hand to grip the omegas neck hard enough to bruise, pinning him to the door.
His fingers slide in deep, knuckles dragging against his walls, the more he fights, the harder Sukuna pushes. Megumi can't help the whimpery moan that escapes his lips, he hasn't had this much stimulation in… Ever, really.
The fight slowly leaves him, thighs trembling, slick dripping down them, Sukuna looks pleased with himself. Looks happily at Megumis tears that stream down his face as he tries not to show the pleasure that's leaking from his edges.
“Thats it, you get this first orgasm for free, I want you to remember this” He wills, and its coming, Megumi cant even say anything to try and stop it. Megumi comes with a choked cry, a gush of slick spraying from around Sukuna's hand as his eyes roll back.
“Squirter, I like you more now” The doctor smirks, he doesn't let up, still rubbing his clit and pumping his fingers in until the last drop is pulled from the omega. Only when Megumi finally sags forward does he stop, pulling his fingers out with an embarrassing wet pop.
He lets go completely and Megumi falls to the floor, feeling utterly defeated, he pants, recovering from the orgasm. Then he crawls towards the door again, pulling his pants up as he stands again, desperately jiggling the handle.
“Going somewhere?”
“You can't keep me here, it's illegal” He spits back.
“Not when I'm a doctor and you're my mentally ill patient” Sukuna tells him, hands coming to
encompass around the omega's waist, this is like some kind of fucked up nightmare. Nobody would take Megumi seriously, not when he's next to Sukuna with all his fancy doctorates or whatever.
“I won't ever listen to you” Megumi tells him, trapped against the door, Sukuna doesn't seem to be bothered by the threat.
“That's funny, every omega who says that doesn't make it a week, this will be fun” Sukuna declares, easily lifting the omega up and taking him somewhere. They wander upstairs and to a simple bedroom where Sukuna lies him on the bed.
Megumi stays still, hoping to just be forgotten, it's lucky that Sukuna seems to be satisfied with just the fingering. He promises to be back later, and Megumi feels sick to his stomach, he doesn't answer. His legs are still jelly, too overwhelmed to fight back properly, as soon as Yuji calls, he'll expose him and get the hell out of here.
The omega doesn't know how long he lies there, he's used to disassociating, finding a hiding space to zoning out. Sometimes it's the only way Megumi can stop himself from just constantly arguing with Yuji. He wants to love him, he does, it's just that the alpha isn't willing to compromise anything that would make it easier to do so.
No visits to his family, no more school, he wouldn't even move closer so at least his family could attempt to visit them instead. Yuji says that he's his family now, and they'll make a family within themselves. He's just expected to sit at home alone and fold clothes and bend over when Yuji comes home.
Megumi flinches hard when the door opens, hands clenching around the sheets, he doesn't look up, but can see the shoes of that other omega. He wonders why they're here, if they're actually mates, or if they're a nurse, or just a pervert. Though they did not seem to take pleasure as it was forced out of Megumi earlier.
“Dr Ryomen requests you downstairs” They speak plainly, and Megumi shuts his eyes, refusing to engage. Nobody can place any blame if he simply doesn't interact, words can't be twisted if there's no words in the first place.
They repeat themselves, a horrible silence filling the air before they're gone, and Megumi lets out a sigh of relief. If his legs weren't so stiff, he'd crawl under the bed and hide, his favourite. Yuji could never fit under the bed so would struggle to get him out, it makes the omega laugh.
Then heavy footsteps are coming down the hall, Megumi screws his eyes shut again, almost holding his breath. Sukuna is in the room, he can feel his awful aura, the omega refuses to engage.
“One in five of my patients try noncompliance, personally, they're the most fun to fix. Because it's just you trying to establish some sort of control. Which is something omegas shouldn't wield, but it's not your fault, im sorry your alpha couldn't handle you properly sweetheart, that's not your fault”
A hand cups Megumi's face, and his eyes twitch, is he actually tearing up right now?
“You’re like the others” Sukuna whispers, leaning down right against his ear.
“Stubborn at first. Thinking your mind is stronger than your design. Thinking you can outmaneuver what’s inevitable. Most fight for a few days, some for a week. Some…” His eyes glinted, almost predatory,
“…For weeks. But every one of them eventually bends. /Every/ one of them.”
Megumi's jaw tightens.
“You think I’m exaggerating” The alpha says, voice calm, methodical. “You think you’re unique and clever, that you can break the pattern” Megumi breathes in, sharply. Still silent, slightly shaking.
“I’ve seen hundreds like you, omegas who believe their silence shields them. Who think their refusal preserves dignity. Who imagine control is theirs by choice and every single time, when they finally speak, it’s exactly what I predicted” He leans slightly closer.
“Do you know why I like that? Because it proves the rule that control is… Relative, and you are still learning that lesson” Sukuna's hand is leaving Megumi's face, trailing to his shoulder, then ribcage, resting on his hip, and the omega can feel his heart in his throat.
Just when the alpha's fingers move slightly closer, Megumi flips onto his back, leg shooting out fast, heel connecting with the alpha's stomach for a moment. He staggers back a few steps and Megumi pushes as far away as he can, back hitting the wall still on the bed.
“Im not playing these fucking games you sicko!” He practically screams, and Dr Ryomen stands back up straight.
“Was your father an angry alpha?” He asks randomly, taking Megumi off guard, he opens his mouth to speak, but nothing comes.
“Did you learn early that your anger meant attention? That the world doesn't care for how many spelling bees you win or sports trophies you earn, it only seems to ever notice when you slip up?”
It's not a question, it's a scalpel, slicing through years of armour Megumi has built up by himself.
“The only time your father looked at you was when you mirrored him, yeah? When you caused a scene and broke the rules, that's how you get noticed” Megumi's breath catches, is he truly that readable… How does he know this? Not even Yuji knows, is he fucking guessing?
“You know it doesn't have to be like that anymore, you don't have to act out to get attention from me lovely” He smiles, almost chuckling, and Megumi doesn't move, some tears spilling out his eyes.
“I won't go ahead with my lesson today, I've seen enough, dinner will be sent up soon” And with that, he's gone again, closing the door behind him. Megumi hears it lock. He feels sick, holding a hand over his mouth to cry silently, he won't let them know they got the best of him this time.
The other omega brings him up dinner not long after, leaving it on the desk and Megumi merely plays with it. He doesn't have an appetite, slightly missing home, sure its not the best, but its /his/ home. Megumi gets dressed into the folded pyjamas they provided for him, he makes a silent promise to himself to not let the alpha win tomorrow.
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Yuji makes it home within an hour, even if he drives really slowly, stops for food, takes the long roads. Getting home would only remind him of what he's done, that he's coming home with one less person. Anything to just delay the inevitable feeling that will overcome him when the alpha shuts the door.
It doesn't work. And when Yuji gets home he bursts into tears again, he calls his parents curled up in a ball on the sofa. They tell him he's done the right thing, how they don't know how an omega can be so… Megumi.
He lasts three hours until he calls Dr Ryomen, not totally sure what he's after, Yujis just desperate to hear anything. It rings through to the receptionist first, and then there's an awkward pause of waiting room music before the doctor is on the phone.
“Mr Itadori” He acknowledges, even on the phone he sounds so alpha. Yuji suddenly feels stupid, running a hand over his face as he paces around the kitchen helplessly.
“I'm sorry- I know it's only been a couple of hours and there's probably nothing to report but I just thought I'd call and ask how things are going? Im really anxious about this whole thing and im sorry for pulling you away from-“
“Mr Itadori, if you weren't anxious about going home without your omega I'd be very suspicious. You're experiencing separation anxiety, completely normal for any alpha in your position” Sukuna interrupts, calming Yuji down who lets out a long breath.
He wants to say how most alphas don't /have/ no other choice but to leave their omega somewhere for help. But he doesn't say anything, not wanting to be even more of a burden than he already is.
“Is he okay?” Yuji grips the phone almost desperately, begging to know.
“Megumi is fine, a bit of a power struggle but that's completely normal, he's had dinner and is in bed” Sukuna explains. Yuji doesn't know how to feel, it's not that he wants Megumi to be sad and scared, but he hates that he's ‘fine’ about them being apart.
“Has he said anything about me?…” Yuji questions, quieter this time.
“No”
Oh… Yuji frowns, though it's what he expected, maybe he just thought the doctor would be less blunt about it, he clears his throat, willing back more tears threatening to fall.
“Mr Itadori, I assure you everything is fine, I expect to be done by the end of the week. In the meantime, how about thinking about baby names and maybe getting a bigger car?” Sukuna says, catching Yuji off guard who almost gasps.
“B-baby names?…”
“You want one don't you? When this is all over that will be a real possibility for you” He states, and Yuji imagines it vividly, Megumi all round, how he’ll tell his parents excitedly. He wants that, he wants that so fucking badly.
“Alright… I'm sorry for wasting your time Dr Ryomen… You'll call tomorrow?” He has his scheduled call with Megumi, which Yuji is already looking forward to. Maybe being apart would be good for them, maybe even if Megumi doesn't get fixed, he'll at least realise how good he has it here.
“No worries Mr Itadori. About that call tomorrow…”
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Megumi wakes up to the light fluttering through curtains he forgot to draw, his chest feeling heavy with anxiety. He sits up, rolling his shoulders before pushing the covers away and sitting on the side of the bed. It's just then that there's a knock and all his muscles tense up, he has to be brave.
In comes the omega assistant, short, a white bob, carrying a tray of breakfast that they set carefully on the desk, they take away the tray of last night's dinner. “Please eat and I will come get you in about 30 minutes, remain in your pyjamas” They say before leaving.
Megumi does as told, eating it all before unzipping his little suitcase to find his toothbrush and facewash. The omega rolls his eyes as he finds a framed photo of him and Yuji that he definitely didn't pack, the alpha must have put it in there last minute.
It's them on their wedding day, he remembers it well, the whole time he and Tsumiki were exchanging sorry looks. But Megumi was glad it was him and not her, thankful that at least one of them could pursue their education. And now, thanks to Yuji's parents, she wouldn't have to do anything dodgy to keep rent money on the table.
He shoves the stupid picture back in the bottom of the suitcase, brushing his teeth and washing his face before the omega comes back in. Megumi follows them downstairs, they set the tray down before taking him to a specific room.
They open the door for him, allowing him to enter first, it's like a proper hospital room, plain white walls, a flat padded bed and an exam chair with stirrups. Megumi doesn't like this, backing up but his chin remains up and confident.
“Thank you Uraume” Sukuna says, and the white haired omega- Uraume, bows. Megumi bites the inside of his cheek, digging his nails into his palms as Sukuna approaches him.
It's almost like a stand off, both refusing to look away from one another, a battle of dominance between them. Sukuna shoves him towards the stirrups, and Uraume grabs Megumi's ankles, they both work around his thrashing to strap him in. "Today is a lesson on manners and how to ask for things"
Sukuna rubs Megumi's thighs, brandishing a pair of scissors that he uses to cut through the thin pyjamas. “Fuck you!” Megumi barks.
The alpha tests the velcro straps, making sure they're tight but not painful, he licks his fingers before running them through his almost wet folds. He reaches over to a medical table and picks up a slender, black vibrator, its sleek form gleaming under the dim stable light. Sukuna turns it on, the low hum filling the quiet space, Megumi's head snaps up, his eyes widening.
"No" He starts, pulling at the straps, but Sukuna sits on a little stool in front of the stirrups, his fingers pulling up the hood of his clit. “Would you like to ask to cum or ask to stop?
"Id rather kill myself" Megumi shouts back, still desperatly trying to wiggle out of the chair, and Sukuna doesnt look one bit bothered by the threat. He gives a shrug before pressing the vibrator against the omegas clit, making his hips jump.
"F-fuck…" Megumi hisses, his hips jerking involuntarily. Sukuna ignores him, pressing the vibrator firmly against his clit, the hum vibrating through to his brain. Megumi’s legs tremble, his breath coming in ragged gasps.
“Ill ask one last time, would you like to ask to cum or ask to stop?” He warns, and Megumi responds by spitting on him, it misses his face and lands on his shirt.
He responds by pressing the vibrator harder, circling it around his sensitive area. Megumi’s curses turned into desperate moans. "Fuck you-"
Sukuna chuckles darkly. "You can say, ‘Please can I cum sir? I would like to cum’" Megumi says nothing, wrists and ankles burning from the tugs of being strained.
Megumis cunt is soaked fully, leaking slick onto the leather chair beneath him. Sukuna can see the way his fingers curl into fists, the way his body strains against the velcro.
"Oh fuck-" Megumis voice is raw, shaky.
The alpha turns up the vibrator against his clit, the small bundle of nerves already swollen and sensitive. Megumis back arches, a broken cry tearing from his throat. "You gonna ask nicely?"
He doesn't let up. The vibrator buzzing relentlessly against his clit, the sensations too much, too intense. The omega’s body jerks, his hips bucking uselessly against the chair, his cunt dripping slick.
Megumi's moans fill the room, his body wracked with sensation. Tears streamed down his face, his protests turning into desperate, whimpers. But Sukuna doesn't stop, he keeps the vibrator pressed against his clit, his other hand gripping his hip, holding him still as his body jerks and writhes.
His cunt pulses, and with a broken cry, Megumi squirts, his release painting the chair and Sukuna's hand beneath him. Megumi's eyes roll back, twitching in the chair, panting hard as his orgasm trails off. But the wand doesn't lift, not even for a second, and the omega's body tenses up painfully.
“It could have just been that, but you didn't ask nicely” Sukuna informs, his voice dripping with amusement. “So now you can ask me to stop”
Megumi swallows hard, his fingers curling into fists again. “Fuck you you c-cunt”
Sukuna chucks, gently rubbing his hip bone, it's so gentle it feels like he's mocking him. “Oh, we’ll get to that. But first, you’re going to learn some manners”
The wand’s vibrations increase, sending a jolt of pleasure through him that makes him gasp. His hips jerk forward involuntarily once again, his body betraying him despite his defiance.
“I wont- I wont!” He hisses, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes, he's not sure if he's talking to the alpha or himself. Megumi refuses to beg, refuses to give him the satisfaction.
Sukuna's hand slides up to his breast, slipping under his shirt, his fingers teasing his nipple. “You’re dripping, darling. So wet already. You want this, don’t you?”
“No-” He whines, his voice breaking. The wand buzzes harder, the vibrations relentless, it doesn't feel good, a second orgasm is pulled painfully from him, and yet, it doesn't end.
“All you have to do is ask nicely baby” Sukuna coos, his voice light and mocking, it's sickening.
Megumi shakes his head, tears spilling over. “No!”
Sukuna smirks, somehow increasing the speed of the wand more. Megumi's breath hitches again, his body arching as a mix of pain and pleasure crashes into him. Be bites his lip hard enough to taste blood, but a moan still escapes him.
“Its up to you when this ends, I have all day sweetheart”
The vibrations are too much. His legs shake almost violently, his nails digging into his palms as he fights the orgasm building inside him. He doesn't want to come again, it hurts so fucking bad. His cunt clenches, clit aching and twitching.
“Please” He whimpers, voice barely audible.
Sukuna's grin was triumphant. “You say, ‘If it pleases you sir, please can we stop?’”
Megumi's face burns with humiliation, but the wand’s vibrations slowed just enough to let him catch his breath. The omega glares at him, his chest heaving.
“Go on” He orderes, pressing a button on the wand, making the vibrations surge back to full force, and Megumi's legs buckle. He cries out, body trembling as pain rips through him, tears streaming down his face.
“Please stop-” He gasps, his voice breaking. Sukuna's fingers pinch at Megumi's nipple.
“‘If it pleases you sir, please can we stop?’ That's how a polite omega asks for something”
Megumi's vision blurs as another orgasm creeps over him, he's not even squirting anymore, body completely spent. The omega sobs, his legs shaking so hard he can barely feel anything but the pain.
“Please” He sobs, his voice raw. “If it pleases you- Please can we stop sir? Please!” Sukuna finally relents, pulling the wand away and Megumi collapses against the medical chair, body left twitching, his breath ragged.
Sukuna chuckles, looking at his shaking form, truly fucked out “Good boy, see how far some manners get you?”
Megumi whimpers, not responding properly, his body still trembling from the aftershocks. He despises that he’d won, hates that he’d begged. Sukuna reaches over for something Megumi can't see, he whines loudly when he touches his cunt again, body too sensitive for anymore.
“Dont worry honey, I'm just cleaning you up” He calls, and Megumi has nothing to say, he wonders if Sukuna truly could have kept doing that all day. Maybe if he just fought harder, Megumi could have won, could have laughed in his face, but it hurt too bad, he's defeated.
“Well do this until I feel you're well mannered enough to do without it. Now, what would you like to do?” He says it easily, like he didn't just take Megumi to his grave and pull him back. The alpha undoes the velcro, helps his legs out of the stirrups and slides another pair of hospital pants onto his legs.
Megumi debates his next move, deciding against trying to pick something up and hauling it over the alphas head. He stands on shaky legs, Megumi can only stare at the floor, his confidence completely knocked.
“Can I just go back upstairs sir?… Please?…” It's pretty much a whisper, and he doesn't see Sukuna's reaction, doesn't want to. The alpha hums, "Since you asked so nicely”
Then he opens the door, and Megumi hobbles out, the alpha commands Uraume to take the omega to his room. They give a simple nod and Megumi follows behind them until he's back in the single room. There, he drops to the floor, sliding under the bed where it feels safe, Megumi closes his eyes and decides he doesn't want to think about anything.
Megumi stays pressed under the bed, his cheek against the floor, every breath feels like a small rebellion. He had tried to make the space his own, even if just for a few hours, it reminds him of home, his real home with his mom and Tsumiki and Toji.
The door opens and he doesn't move, Megumi watches as Sukuna slowly walks past his bed, he hums before turning back and sitting on the bed.
“I see” The doctor says calmly, “Do you feel untouchable under there?”
Megumi doesn't respond, what's the point since Sukuna probably has an answer for everything? He refuses to set himself up. “You know you're just getting yourself into trouble, I won't pull you out physically, you'll come out yourself, that's more satisfying”
“I don’t care” Megumi whispers, hoping he just phases through the floor.
“I understand, you're scared, you're losing the control and free rein you've had for years. It's not your fault, he should have never allowed you to know what life without a leash is like, and now you're too used to living without one”
Megumi frowns, he doesn't move.
“Since you like choosing your own fate, I'll give you the option of choice. You can come out now, and receive a reward, or stay, and face the consequences of your poor choice”
The omega's fingers dig into the floor with anxiety, it's scaring him, /Sukuna/ scares him, heart pounding in his throat. But he still doesn't move, hoping that eventually he'll just blend into the floor and disappear.
“Youve made your choice, and ill count, one count for each spank ill give you”
Megumi's breath catches. The words hit harder than any physical threat could, not just punishment, but the counting, the deliberate marking of each spank, it makes the choice unbearably immediate.
“One” The silence stretches, Megumi tightens his jaw, feeling tension coil in his chest so hard it physically hurts.
“Two” Sukuna continues slowly, he impatiently taps his foot slowly on the floor.
“Ive been waiting to get you over my lap. Three” Megumi presses his hands against his ears, hoping the alpha would just disappear. His throat tightens uncomfortably, he wants to just stay hidden, but the weight of the threat presses in, suffocating him.
“Four”
Megumi may actually be physically sick, suddenly the bed is caving in and the underside of the bed is darker. He hadn't expected his own fear to feel this sharp. The omega had thought he could hide, could delay, could resist, but now, under the slow, deliberate counting, the decision seemed clear.
It would be different if it was Yuji because he's nowhere near as scary as Sukuna, his husband is more a toy poodle pretending to be a rottweiler. Sukuna is a blood hungry wolf trying to pass as a mere husky.
“Five” He continues, voice calm as ever. “I wonder if you'll go pink before you go red” His fingers twitch. There's a desperate want to stay, a want to maintain this small control, but he could feel the cost of defiance pressing closer.
“Six” he says simply.
Megumi whines childishly, it's making him feel like when he is young again, throwing a tantrum. His shoulders slump slightly, the weight of his choices us crushing the small triumph he had felt under the bed.
“Seven” He says. “The record is seventeen” His pulse races, toes curling in anticipation and anxiety.
“Eight” Megumi exhaled sharply, tears threatening, anger twisting with fear, his mind races, he hadn't imagined it would come to this.
“Just stop!” He pleads, breaking his silence.
“Nine. You're the one in control here, I stop counting when you decide how many spanks you want” Megumi imagines Sukuna shurugs, and he pulls at his hair in frustration.
“I don't want any!” His voice breaks, Megumi just wants to go home now, he's done with this.
“Then you should have come out when I told you too, this is your own fault for not listening. Ten”
Megumi swallows. Every instinct screams to resist, but the counting, the deliberately slow numbers makes it unbearable to stay.
“Ele-“ He begins, and Megumi scrambles out from under the bed, suddenly feeling very silly, but Sukuna looks proud of himself, staying sat. “There you go, that wasn't so hard was it?”
Megumi says nothing, stomach curling, he's physically shaking, a mixture of his anger and anxiety. He stands there trembling, eyes fixed on the floor. His hands clenched at his sides, but he can't stop the small, shallow breaths escaping him.
“Come on then” Sukuna says softly and Megumi only shakes his head, not moving a muscle.
The alpha huffs, but seems relatively unbothered, reaching forward to grab Megumi's wrist without a word. He simply positions him over his lap, hand resting lightly on his head, not to push, just to remind Megumi where he is, where he should be.
“You understand why this is happening” He begins, voice calm, neutral, but there is an edge beneath it, subtle, insistent.
“You’ve chosen to defy instruction. A poor decision that sees you get ten spanks”
“I get it! Just let go!” Megumi practically begs, trying to get up but Sukuna's hand reaches to grab both his wrists, pinning them behind his back. Megumi whimpers, throat feeling dry.
He wants to protest, wants to say he hadn’t truly defied anything, but the words are lodged somewhere in his throat. Megumi just continues to whine and squirm like helpless prey caught in a trap.
Sukuna pulls down Megumis bottoms, rubbing a hand over the globes of his bare ass, then he lifts his hand, fingers poised. Then he brings it down again, it's sharp, immediate. Megumi gasps, tension jerking through his body, it stings, quick and precise.
“One”
His mind flares in shock, embarrassment, panic, but also something darker, realisation. Megumi had a choice, and he chose to stay under the fucking bed instead of just picking his battles and biting the bullet this time. And the awareness makes his stomach twist more.
“Two” He continues with another small, firm spank.
“Three” Megumi's breath hitches, hands clenching tighter, legs trembling. Sukuna is slow, deliberate, each one a mark, a beat, a lesson he can't ignore. He draws it out painfully, taking time to feel the hot skin after spanking it.
“Four” Megumi flinches in advance, the sting burning into his awareness. “Youre all pink at the moment, what a beautiful colour” Megumi doesn't dignify him with a response.
“Five” The combination of fear, shame, and something like helpless anticipation presses down on him. The next few hits are combined, and Sukuna lowers his hand to Megumi's cunt, making him twitch and tears finally flip from his eyes.
“Six, seven, eight” His eyes sting, not from the pain alone, but from the pure helplessness.
“Why are you wet down here sweetheart? This is supposed to be a punishment” Sukuna notes, and Megumi doesn't know why, falling deeper into the void.
“Nine” A sob comes from his throat, he physically can't swallow it down even if he doesn't want to give the doctor the satisfaction of hearing him.
“One more then all is forgiven” He could feel his body tense before Sukuna even lifted his hand again. Megumi's ass is burning with pain, truly feeling like a child being scolded by a parent for being naughty.
“Ten” The final blow lands just as brutally as the first. The sting burns, but the lesson is heavier. The psychological weight of inevitability, of forced obedience, settles deep in his chest. Sukuna lets go of his wrists and Megumi folds forward slightly, gasping, pressing his hands against the floor for balance. The tears he had fought so hard to hold back begin to run quietly down his cheeks.
The doctor’s hand rests lightly on the reddening cheeks, soothing over them before pulling his pants back up.
“Do you know why I had to spank you?” He coos softly, like he's rubbing salt in the wounds. Megumi holds his tongue, nodding, trembling, his back aches, body burning, but he did not speak. Not yet.
“Because you didn't listen to me huh? That could have all been avoided. What are you going to do next time?” He asks, running a hand down the omega's spine, massaging the base of Megumi's neck, so close to scruffing him.
Megumi swallows hard, his mind churns, he hates himself for the fear that lingers, hates the involuntary relief that tingles. And yet… He could feel the lesson sinking in, in this instance, maybe he should have just listened.
“Listen…” He answers pathetically, and Sukuna hums in agreement.
“That's it, what a good boy, what do you say?” The alpha coos, finally allowing him to get back up onto unsteady feet. Megumi can't even look at him, the humiliation too much, the defeat too strong, how does he keep on winning?
“I'm sorry…” Megumi whispers, reaching back to rub at his sore cheeks, the alpha nods.
“You will have your allotted phone call with your husband shortly” Sukuna notes as he gets up, their size difference glaringly obvious, he's leaning slightly so that his presence feels overbearing without touching him.
“Do not misunderstand the nature of this call. It is a privilege, not a right. I can take it away if I feel you can't handle the responsibility. Which would be a shame”
“I… I understand” Megumi replies cautiously, though the words felt foreign in his own mouth. He sighs softly, almost indulgently, shaking his head as if pitying his ignorance.
“Well see” He leaves it.
And they walk downstairs, Megumi following just a few steps behind him, he actually feels really nervous to talk to Yuji. He's going to tell the alpha everything, and Yuji will come and get him. Maybe try and fight Sukuna, but Megumi will just beg him to just go home, that's all he wants right now.
He follows Sukuna into a room, an elaborately decorated office, rows of bookcases and a wall full of certificates. Sukuna pulls out his office chair for Megumi to sit, Megumi swallows hard, shaking ever so slightly. He sits, wincing at his sore behind, the chair feeling too big, and the room, and the alpha, he hates it all.
Sukuna sits opposite him, where a visitor would, like they've swapped positions and the alpha is actually in Megumi's office. Is he going to stay here the whole time? He’ll just have to make it quick, he doubts Sukuna would be happy when he spills his secrets.
The phone suddenly rings sharply, and Sukuna nods to him, picking up the old school telephone and placing it on the side of his face, he takes a deep breath.
“Hello?” He says, keeping his voice calm, measured.
“Megumi?” Yuji's voice comes through immediately, strained and anxious.
“Hi” He replies, tone steady but with a slight quiver he can't hide.
There was a pause. Then softly, “How… how are you?”
“I’m fine” He says, trying to keep calm just for now.
“I miss you so much” Yuji exhales sharply, like he's about to cry, Megumi's throat tightens
“I…” He begins, eyes briefly fluttering to Sukuna opposite him, there's a pause. Fuck this guy.
“Yuji he hit me, /and/ touched me!” He begins, hand tightening around the phone just in case Sukuna tries to snatch it from him. He pauses to wait for Yuji's response, there's a sharp intake of breath on the other line.
“What?…” He doesn't sound angry like Megumi thought.
“He hit me on my face, and my… Yuji hes been touching me!” Megumi exclaims, and he looks up to see Sukuna who actually hasn't moved a muscle, he just… Rolls his eyes, shaking his head like he's disappointed, but he doesn't try to stop him.
“Megumi I just… I don’t know. I don’t know if I can trust what you’re saying. The doctor told me… He said you might try to get out early by saying things… by lying. He said it's common…”
“The fuck is wrong with you? I'm telling you this cunt is molesting me and you're taking his side?” Megumi feels heat rising in his chest, a mixture of rage and despair.
“I'm sorry but it's just weird how he warned me you might do this yesterday and now you're saying it… I know you'd do something like this to come home” Yuji snaps, voice thick with frustration and fear.
“I can’t just… I can’t ignore what he said. I'm doing this for you!”
“Oh fuck you, you bitch!” Megumi shouts down the phone, tears welling in his eyes. Another pause. Heavy. His breathing ragged.
“Megumi I… I just… I know you're scared, I am too! I really need this to work… When this is all over you'll thank me”
The omega's hands shake as he grips the phone tighter. “I didn’t ask for this! I didn't ask to come here, or get married to you! I /hate/ you Yuji! I fucking hate you!”
There's a long period of silence, Megumis never actually said it outloud, it's like the weight of the almost two year marriage is crushing him and now he's pushing it onto Yuji.
“You don't mean that…” Yuji whispers, Megumi doesn't need to be able to see him to know he's crying. He says nothing in response, guilt bubbling up, Megumi doesn't actually hate him, not entirely, he just hates the things he does.
“Please come and get me” The omega says, voice neutral now, he doesn't want to scream or shout anymore.
“I will call tomorrow… I love you Megumi” Yuji chokes, cutting through the silence like a butcher's knife.
Then the line cuts. It takes a few moments before Megumi sets the phone down slowly. Every nerve in his body screams, every ounce of misery he has been holding back yesterday and today boils over. He continues to stare at the phone like he was waiting for it to ring again.
“You manipulated him…” Megumi's voice trembles. “You made him doubt me. You made him think I would lie about something that actually happened. How could you?…”
The doctor regarded him calmly, almost lazily. He doesn't flinch, doesn't step back, his expression is neutral, but every line of his posture radiates certainty, control, and a faint condescension.
Sukuna runs a hand through his hair before leaning forward on the desk, both elbows on it as he gets closer. “And what exactly are you gonna do about that?”
Megumi doesn't answer, he can't, he feels something within him shatter, something breaks. “I want to go home now…” He whimpers, and Sukuna moves to stand.
“You will. You just have to learn first, learn not to be such a disrespectful, ungrateful little cunt” He coos his words, taunting Megumi who cries, finally letting it all out, when he says home, he doesn't mean with Yuji… The alpha stands beside him, pulling Megumi out of the chair by his upper arm,
“Do you know what happens to disrespectful, ungrateful little omegas like you?” He questions, the harshness of his words are contradicted by the gentleness he has when brushing a hair out of Megumi's face, tucking it behind his ear softly. He shakes his head.
“They get hit” Sukuna explains, and Megumi cries harder, begs and pleads immediately following that the alpha shushes.
“Unfortunatly it's not meant to feel good baby. All the nice feelings are reserved for good omegas who use all their manners and are obedient to their alphas” He raises his hand, and Megumi braces, still lightly attempting to get away.
Sukuna waits until Megumi opens his eyes, hand coming down hard on his cheek, earning another sob from him. And Sukuna shushes him again, pulling the omega into his chest to embrace him. Megumi struggles for a few moments until he realises it actually feels nice, feels like… Toji.
“I know, I know. It's a hard lesson to learn isn't it?” The alpha tuts, petting the back of Megumi's hair who just sobs and shakes like a leaf.
With a swift, unyielding motion, Doctor Ryomen's strong hands clamp down on Megumi's shoulders. Spinning him around and firmly against the cool, polished surface of his desk. The wood bites into his hips as Sukuna presses his body against his, his chiseled frame radiating an intense heat that makes Megumi's skin prickle with unwanted awareness.
"You've fought long enough, haven't you?" He questions low in his ear, voice a velvety command that sends shivers down the omegas spine. His fingers trail up to his neck again, applying just enough pressure to restrict his breath without any true cruelty, a light choke that heightens every sensation as he ground his hardening cock against Megumi.
He wastes no time, dipping one hand into the front of his trousers while the other maintains its grip. Megumi's cunt is already slick with the betrayal of his own arousal, his body responding to the raw power Sukuna exudes despite the fire of rebellion still burning in his chest. All his fight is gone, all he can do is continue to cry.
Sukuna's fingers delve between his thighs, teasing his swollen clit, Megumi just lets it happen, lowering his chest to rest on the desk. He's rewarded by two fingers pressing inside of him, rubbing pleasurably against his walls, earning a whine. Another finger enters before Sukuna sighs and pulls them out, he uses both hands to spread him open embarrassingly wide.
“Look how badly you want this, don't worry lovely, i'll give you what you want” And with that, Sukuna thrusts his thick cock inside of him with a forceful stroke that makes him gasp, the stretch and fill of him overwhelming.
The alpha fucks Megumi hard, each powerful thrust driving him against the desk, the rhythmic slap of skin on skin echoing in the sterile office. The light choking intensifies the pleasure, making his head swim as waves of sensation build, a mix of pain and ecstasy that blurs his resistance.
One hand grips the edge of the desk, desperate for some sort of stability, the other holding Sukuna's wrist around his neck. He feels every inch of him claiming his body, Sukunas calculated dominance chipping away at him.
“Come on, ask nicely” Sukuna eggs, and Megumi cant take another overstimulation session, no fucking way, not right now.
“Can I c-cum?” He asks around whimpers.
“I think you can do better” Sukuna hums unsatisfied, and Megumi is so close, pressure mounting.
“Please… Please sir can I cum? If it p-pleases you” The omega practically begs, and Sukuna lets out a moan, his thrusts seem to get harsher.
“Good boy, you can cum for me” He permits, and Megumi's body arches involuntarily, his cunt clenching around him until he can't hold back any longer. He squirts hard, the release gushing forth in a torrent that soaks the desk and leaves him trembling, a raw vulnerability washing over him like a tide.
In that hazy aftermath, with Sukuna's cock still pulsing inside him, breeding him with his cum, he turns his head slightly, voice soft and unexpectedly polite as the words tumble out. "Thank you sir... For letting me squirt” He mutters.
The admission, laced with a confusing blend of gratitude and resentment, mind reeling from the erotic transformation Sukuna is forcing upon him, feels… Oddly calm. The doctor's lips curve into a satisfied smirk, his hold easing just enough to let him breathe fully, but the power dynamic lingers, binding them in this dance of control and reluctant surrender.
“And an unprompted thank you? oh honey” Sukuna seems to sense the shift in his demeanor, he leans back slightly, his dark eyes locking onto Megumis with a predatory gleam that promises both reward and further dominance.
"Good boy" He murmurs, his voice a low rumble that vibrates through him, the praise wrapping around him like a velvet chain. With deliberate slowness, he pulls out fully, guiding the omega to turn and face him, he pulls his bottoms down and off, exposing the glistening mess between his thighs. Sukuna props him up to lie on the desk before getting into his chair and scooting forward, Megumi doesn't even know what he's doing.
“This is what happens to polite, submissive omegas” He states, and then his face is centimetres away from his red hot, wet cunt. His tongue darts out first, a teasing flick against his swollen clit that makes him gasp and clutch at the edge of the desk for support, his knees weaken under the sudden onslaught of pleasure.
Sukuna's hands grip his thighs, spreading them wider as he delves deeper, his mouth enveloping his cunt with hungry, calculated licks that trace every fold and crevice. He alternates between long strokes and quick, insistent flicks, drawing out whimpers from Megumi's lips that he can't suppress, his body betraying him once more.
As the doctor works, he slides two fingers back inside of him, curling them upward to stroke that sensitive spot deep within, his movements rhythmic and unyielding, mirroring the way he had claimed him earlier. The dual sensations build relentlessly, his tongue circling Megumi's clit while his fingers pump in and out, the wet sounds of his growing slickness filling the room like a symphony of surrender.
Megumi's breath comes in ragged bursts, his head falling back as waves of ecstasy crash over him. The pleasure so intense it borders on overwhelming, but nowhere near like his previous punishment. He feels the heat building in his core, a coiling tension that tightens with every expert touch, his dominance seeping into Megumi's bones. Sukuna's free hand slides up the omega's body, cupping one of his breasts under his top, thumbing a hardened nipple in time with his thrusts, amplifying the sensory overload.
“P-please… Please-“ Is all he can pathetically muster.
“You did good, you can cum darling”
And it's like all his resistance melts away in the face of this reward, replaced by a hazy mix of gratitude and shame, his mind swirling with the erotic pull of his control. When the climax hits, it's explosive, he squirts again, his juices flooding Sukuna's mouth and fingers as his body convulses, a raw release that leaves him trembling and exposed. Megumi has lost, again, majorly.