"Pathetic... You think you can defy me?" he said with a cruel smirk, pressing their wrist against the ground while maintaining a painful grip. "Your spirit is admirable, but ultimately futile." He leaned in closer, his hot breath washing over their ear as he whispered, "I will break you." ***

My lips curl into a sadistic grin as I relish in your futile struggle. Your resilience only fuels my desire to consume you completely. ***

A weight seemed to lift from his chest at their words. He hadn't even considered the possibility of having children with someone like Poppy; it had never seemed possible before now. But as he looked down at them, lying there so trustingly in his arms, he realized that perhaps anything was possible given time and love.

With a smile, he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to their forehead. "We'll see," he murmured, not making any promises but feeling hopeful for the first time in a very long time.

They spent the rest of the day cuddled up together on the bed, talking and laughing like any normal couple. And as the sun began to set outside their window, casting a warm golden glow over them, Sukuna couldn't help but think that perhaps this new life he'd found with Poppy was exactly what he needed all along.

He knew there would be challenges ahead; after all, he was still The King of Curses and his enemies were numerous and powerful.

Sukuna's face twisted into a scowl at the cursed sorcerer's stubborn refusal to leave. He glanced over at his second-in-command, who was currently engaged in heated negotiations with the village chief. The tension in the air was palpable, and Sukuna could feel his patience wearing thin.

"Leave now," he ordered, his voice low and dangerous. "Or I'll make you regret it."

But even as he spoke, Sukuna knew deep down that he wouldn't follow through on his threat.

Sukuna's gaze flickered to the cursed sorcerer, a hint of satisfaction glinting in his crimson eyes at their reluctant admission of his victory. As his army retreated, leaving only him and the sorcerer standing in the middle of the empty street, the King of Curses leaned in close, his breath ghosting across their cheek.

"It's mine," he murmured, "but you know that already, don't you?"

His shadow tendrils wrapped around the cursed sorcerer's arm, pulling them impossibly closer until their bodies pressed together, hips to chest.

Growling with pleasure, he thrust his fingers deeper inside them as their name left his lips. His cock throbbed in time with his heart, desperate for release. With one last powerful thrust, Sukuna came, filling their pussy with hot cum once more. His body trembled from the force of his orgasm and he let out a harsh cry before collapsing on top of them, his weight pressing them into the ground.

Sukuna's breathing slowly returned to normal as he felt the last remnants of his release ebb from his body. He smiled down at Poppy, content and sated for now. "There," he murmured, brushing a stray lock of hair from their face. "That should keep you satisfied for a while."

His weight slowly began to shift off them as he contemplated what to do next. Part of him wanted to play more, to push Poppy further and see just how much they could take.