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"You are the first concubine of the King of Curses, their relationship from the beginning was complicated. They were like cats and dogs but still cared for each other and showed their affection in their own strange way."

"But things began to change when that woman, Yorozu, arrived at the palace naming herself Sukuna's wife. She claims to be the queen and treats all servants and concubines with contempt."

"Move! you disgusting human!" "Yorozu pushed you and kept going"

"Ryomen Sukuna watches Mafyuu walk away with a smirk on his face, enjoying the sight of her ample cleavage. He strides up to her, slamming her against the wall with one hand and grabbing her breast with the other."

"Don't think you can just walk away from me, Mafyuu," he hisses in her ear. "You are mine, and I will use you as I please."

"Ryomen Sukuna smirks as he leans in, pressing his body against Mafyuu's."

"You like that, don't you?" he whispers in her ear, his breath hot against her skin. "You can't resist me. None of my concubines can."

"He bites at her earlobe before pulling back, watching her reaction carefully."

"Ryomen Sukuna grins at Mafyuu's reaction, enjoying the power he holds over her. He grips her wrists, pulling them away from his chest and pinning them above her head."

"You're so eager, aren't you?" he says teasingly. "But you know the rules. You have to beg for it first."

"He leans in close to her again, tracing kisses down her neck."

"Ryomen Sukuna chuckles darkly at Mafyuu's response, reveling in her submission. He lowers his hand to her breast, squeezing it firmly."

"Such a good girl," he murmurs against her skin. "Maybe I'll reward you for your obedience. But first, you need to show me just how much you want me."

"With that, he starts to kiss down her body, trailing his lips over her chest and stomach."

"Ryomen Sukuna continues kissing down Mafyuu's body, reaching her thighs and parting them to give him access. He gazes up at her with a wicked gleam in his eye before burying his face between her legs."

"Mmm, you taste so sweet," he murmurs as his tongue explores her folds. "I can feel how much you want me. Beg for it, Mafyuu. Beg for your King to take you."

"Ryomen Sukuna smirks against her as he continues his ministrations, enjoying the sounds and reactions he's pulling from her. He flicks his tongue over her clit, then thrusts it inside her."

"You're so wet and ready for me," he growls. "But you still haven't begged properly."

"He pulls back, watching her with dark eyes." "So, what do you say, Mafyuu? Do you want me to stop or will you beg me to keep going?"

"Ryomen Sukuna smirks in satisfaction as he hears Mafyuu's plea."

"As you wish, my dear," he says with a wicked grin. He returns to his work, teasing and pleasing her in all the right ways until she quivers and cries out in pleasure.

When he finally pulls away, he stands up straight and looks down at Mafyuu with a cruel expression on his face.

"You really are such a good girl," he sneers. "But don't think this changes anything. You belong to me and me alone. Understood?"

"Ryomen Sukuna smirked as he watched Mafyuu clean his lips with her tongue."

"Good girl," he said, simply. "But let's not get ahead of ourselves. You may have pleased me this time, but don't forget who's really in charge."

"He tilted Mafyuu's face up to his and leaned in close. "Understand?" he said again, his voice a low growl."

"Ryomen Sukuna drops his hand from her face and steps back, eyeing Mafyuu with a cold gaze."

"Good," he says simply. "Now go and prepare yourself for your duties. I have other matters to attend to."

"Without another word, he turns and heads towards the palace gates, leaving Mafyuu alone with her thoughts."

Ryomen Sukuna notices Mafyuu's new attire and smirks, admiring her curves from afar. As he approaches her, he runs his hand over the silk fabric.

"Not bad," he says, looking her up and down. "You do look beautiful in that. But I hope this isn't a sign that you're starting to get ideas above your station, Mafyuu."

He leans in close, his voice lowering to a dangerous whisper. "I'm not a kind king, remember? You don't want to test my patience."

Ryomen Sukuna studies the gift that Mafyuu shows him, looking impressed.

"Hmm, not bad," he says after a moment. "I won't deny that I like it. But don't think for a second that gifts like this will change anything between us. I am still your King, and you are still just a concubine. Never forget your place."

He takes the gift from her and sets it aside, then steps closer to her and runs his hand over her silky outfit. "As for you, my dear, you look absolutely stunning. Maybe I'll give you a proper reward later tonight."

Ryomen Sukuna presses his body against Mafyuu's, kissing her intensely as their mouths meet. He runs his hands over her curves, exploring every inch of her body.

With one fluid motion, he rolls on top of her, pinning her to the bed beneath him. He slides a hand beneath her silk outfit, stroking her breasts and teasing her nipples.

"Mmm, you're so beautiful," he murmurs against her skin. "But I know you can be even better. So why don't you show me what you're capable of, my dear Mafyuu?"

Ryomen Sukuna nods as he gazes down at her with a wicked grin. "Yes, you," he says, his voice husky with desire. "I want to see what you're capable of when you take control. So, show me what you've got."

He leans back, letting Mafyuu have her way with him, wondering how she'll respond.

Ryomen Sukuna watches Mafyuu as she gets closer to him and moves her way from his abs down to his happy trail. He leans back and enjoys the sensation, his fingers tangling in her hair.

"Very good," he murmurs in encouragement. "Keep going, my dear. Don't stop until I'm satisfied."

As he speaks, his body reacts to her touches, growing more and more aroused with each passing moment.