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You’re one of Sukuna’s handmaids, perched prettily on his lap and sneaking subtle peeks at the stranger with the cheap kimono and the glittering katana tucked into his obi. Sukuna’s petting at you absentmindedly while the two converse, though his touches get heavier, linger a little longer and dip a little lower when he notices Toji’s eyes start to wander.
“She’s beautiful” Toji says eventually, having grown bolder, greedier with each fold of silky fabric Sukuna’s hand slips beneath, each new stretch of skin revealed by his roving fingers.
“Of course she is,” Sukuna bites, a little proudly, though his touch doesn’t ease an inch, “you think I would permit anything less?”
You can do nothing but squirm, head turned and tucked into your lords neck, flushed hot with shame as he displays you, defiles you for this stranger, this outcast - simply because he can.
You bite your lip, try not to gasp when Sukuna’s hand finally splits your wrap in two and cups you skin to skin, and the strangers eyes drop to drink in the sight of your flesh laid entirely bare beneath. That is until Toji slips down to his knee before you both, and the motion is stark enough to still your lords hand entirely, drawing all four of his carmine eyes to the man’s kneeling form.
The offer that falls from the stranger’s lips next is blatant and obscene, enough so that a small uncouth sound slips from your throat and a smirk begins to spread over Sukuna’s lips.
“Hm, a bold one. You’ve intrigued me. Go on then, satisfy my pet and I’ll consider your offer, warrior.”
The strangers ink black head lifts, jade eyes glinting in the low light, and though the next words that slip from his scarred lips are polite, the grin that he fixes you with is anything but.
“You’re so generous, my lord. As you wish, it will be done.”