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“Let’s see what worthless offering you have for me this year.”
Sukuna swallowed his words as the village revealed their sacrifice. Walking forward, the crowd parting naturally in his presence, was the only specimen to have ever taken the god’s breath away. The sacrifice’s body was slender and lean, and perhaps slightly taller than the god himself. Fluffy, raven hair seemed to float around him in some kind of a dark halo. Sukuna’s heart fluttered in anticipation as the man drew closer, revealing his cat-like features and eyes the color of seafoam.
Sukuna leaned against the sacrificial altar, crossing his arms as he soaked in his beauty. With the thin, white robe plunging into a deep v between the man’s chest, little was left to Sukuna’s imagination. Blood-red eyes ran along the virgin’s body, stalling for a moment to stare at his pretty pussy. His stomach lurched in hunger as he thought about devouring such a delicious meal.
“And this is the best you have?”
Sukuna was already enamored, and there was no question this was the best sacrifice, the best spoil he had ever received. But despite that absolute truth in his mind, he couldn’t let the village know that. He still had a part to play.
“Y-yes, Sukuna-sama,” the village elder said. “I hope you'll find Megumi to your liking.”
Megumi, huh ?
“Come, Megumi. Fulfill your duty to your people.”
Megumi approached with his chin held high and a fire blazing behind his eyes. Typically, anyone sacrificed to Sukuna would be crying or trembling in fear- knowing full well what would become of them once Sukuna had his way. But this Megumi was different. As if he hadn’t already known the moment he saw him. Even as he approached the god of war and death- one of the most feared gods of the pantheon, Megumi never faltered.
Sukuna gripped at Megumi’s slender waist and pulled him forward, pressing their bodies close. With a gasp, Megumi’s lips parted, and Sukuna brushed his own against the soft, supple skin. “You sure you’re a virgin, human? You seem much too calm for a sacrifice.”
“I’m sure.” To Sukuna’s surprise, Megumi rolled his hips forward, brushing against Sukuna’s hardening cock. He brought his lips next to Sukuna’s ear, nipping at the pierced lobe before whispering, “I’ve been saving myself just for you.”
Just as Megumi’s tongue flattened and ran across the shell of his ear, the old, wrinkly clan leader interrupted his fun. “Is the sacrifice acceptable, Sukuna-sama?”
His head was still bowed low, his forehead touching the bare ground, and Sukuna looked down on him with scorn; he hated the lowly beings who groveled at his feet.
Grow a fucking backbone.
Grabbing a handful of soft, midnight locks, Sukuna wrenched Megumi’s face away from him, noticing the way his eyes widened, not with fear but with arousal. Turning his head to the side, he inspected Megumi further, looking at the pale, milky skin of his neck and his sharp yet feminine features. He returned Megumi’s earlier gesture, licking a warm stripe up Megumi’s neck, feeling the way his entire body quivered in response.
“Know your place, Old Man. You know full well that the sacrifice needs to be thoroughly inspected. We’ll see if he’s worth it once I’m finished with him.”
Sukuna roughly grabbed a fist-full of silky raven hair and pulled Megumi along, shoving him down until his face was pressed against the cold stone of the altar. He could have sworn he heard the sacrifice moan as his cheek ground against the surface. Sukuna took Megumi’s wrists, as slim as they were, and brought them above his head and into the thick, metal cuffs attached to the other side.
With the sacrifice now in place, Sukuna continued his inspection. Only the best would do, and the village knew full well the repercussions of bringing the god a subpar specimen. It seemed that this time, they set out to outdo themselves.
Sukuna lined his feet with Megumi’s, kicking them apart to spread his legs further. He pressed his hips against that plump ass and leaned forward, growling in the sacrifice’s ear. “I don’t care if you’ve been saving yourself for me. I need to see if you’re worthy of this cock first. Do you think you have what it takes to satisfy me?”
“Yes, Sukuna-sama.” The sacrifice’s voice was already thick with arousal and those sparkling gems of eyes had already clouded with lust. “I’ll make sure that any other sacrifice, if you decide to take another, will never compare to what I give you.”
The fire in Sukuna’s belly matched the intensity burning behind Megumi’s eyes. “I guess we’ll see about that.”
Long, sharp nails dragged along Megumi’s sides, hard enough to leave trails of pink in their wake, but not hard enough to break the skin. He enjoyed the way Megumi shuddered beneath his touch. His hands grasped onto the meaty part of Megumi’s ass, squeezing and earning himself a lewd moan. From his periphery, Sukuna could see the way the village elders squirmed with discomfort, but remained in place, leaning forward in anticipation- desperate for Sukuna’s good graces. The power only kindled the fire raging within him.
As he teased Megumi’s cheeks, he could feel the way his pussy started to slick against his half-hard cock. Despite the layer of clothing between them, Megumi had soaked him through. Sukuna gripped the sheer fabric of Megumi’s tunic and ripped it apart, shredding the pieces as if they were nothing more than paper. Again, the sacrifice’s breath hitched in anticipation and arousal.
Looks like my virgin sacrifice is actually a dirty little slut. This could be fun.
His teeth nipped at Megumi’s ass as he kneeled down. His hands ran along the back of Megumi’s smooth thighs, appreciating the soft, porcelain skin. He continued teasing the flesh, watching the sacrifice’s each and every reaction. His lips added to the mixture, following the trails created by his hands and kissing at the sensitive skin.
Sukuna continued for a while, worshipping Megumi’s beautiful form, not caring that he was on his knees, as if worshipping some peasant who was being thrown away by the rest of the village with no remorse. Sukuna’s tongue tasted his flesh, and as he licked at the wetness nearly dripping from Megumi’s folds, he knew the true taste of sin.
Megumi’s pussy pulsed as Sukuna teased him with his tongue, licking everywhere except for where he wanted. Finally, flattening his long, wide tongue, Sukuna got a taste of his little virgin. As his juices spread throughout his mouth, already dripping down Sukuna’s chin as he licked between his folds, he now knew the true meaning of sin.
Despite being a god himself, Megumi tasted fucking divine. Spreading his cheeks apart, buried himself between those delicious, wet lips. He lapped at the sweet juices, teasing Megumi’s virgin entrance with his tongue. Megumi would outwardly moaning, not giving a single fuck that the entirety of his clan was watching the exchange. Slender hips pushed back against him, forcing his tongue deeper into his cunt.
With every lick, Sukuna’s erection grew to full, straining painfully against his breeches. He stretched his tongue further, teasing the engorged nub at the front of his mound, reveling in the sweet noises and desperate rolling of hips coming from Megumi. As Sukuna wrapped his lips around Megumi’s clit, sucking ever so gently, he was rewarded with his sacrifice’s first orgasm of the night. Megumi writhed above him, but his strong grip held him firm. His pussy pulsed around nothing, begging to be filled and stuffed with Sukuna’s cock- but that would have to come later. He had to admit, this sacrifice was gorgeous. He was beautiful and perfect in every way, and Sukuna wanted to corrupt him more than he’d wanted anything in centuries.
He pulled away, wiping his chin and mouth with the back of his hand. Leaning over a panting and debauched Megumi, he asked his sacrifice, “Had enough?”
Even through his heaving breaths, Megumi managed to smile and goad him. “Of course not. I’m not done until that cock has stuffed me so full I may burst.”
Sukuna’s mouth watered and his cock twitched with interest. Never had a sacrifice turned him on in such a way. He turned to the clan elders and gave a menacing smile. “This one will do.”
With the snap of his fingers, the two were gone, transported into Sukuna’s godly domain. The ocean of blood splashed around them with each step. The bottom of Megumi’s robe was already stained with bright crimson. Sukuna picked him up, holding him behind his back and under his knees, and carried him to his throne. Megumi remained silent, taking in his surroundings as Sukuna carried him up the mound of bones- the crushed remains of his enemies- and ascended to the top. He sat on the throne, gently placing Megumi on his lap. Those slender legs wrapped around his waist, and Megumi wasted no time in resuming what they were doing before Sukuna transported them.
“So I’ll do , huh? That’s it?” Rolling his hips, Megumi rubbed his slick cunt along Sukuna’s length. “Let me show you that I’m so much more than that.”
Slender fingers gripped at bright pink hair, wrenching Sukuna’s head back. He hissed, enjoying the pain and the way his cock throbbed between Megumi’s folds. Even through the fabric he could feel his warmth, and his heart raced at the thought of burying himself in such a hot, virgin pussy. The thrum in his chest grew more intense as Megumi’s teeth bit down on the skin of his shoulder before lapping at the sensitive flesh. Tracing the outline of Sukuna’s tattoos, Megumi licked and sucked at his skin, all the while keeping the pace of his shallow thrusts.
Megumi lifted himself from Sukuna’s lap, reaching a hand between them to spring his cock free. A pleased hum of laughter bubbled up inside Sukuna at the way Megumi gasped as he gripped his massive length in his hand. Instead of fear or hesitation in those deep, mossy eyes, Sukuna only saw hunger.
A pink tongue darted across Megumi’s bottom lip and Sukuna’s eyes followed, entranced by the glossy sheen left by his saliva. So far, Megumi had seemed to know what he was doing, but the way his hand wrapped around his shaft and experimentally stroked his cock let Sukuna know everything he needed.
Megumi was definitely a virgin.
He indulged his sacrifice, allowing the hesitant touches to grow more firm and confident, and holding himself back as Megumi’s wetness pooled against his thighs. He ached to take Megumi as his own- to ruin that tight, virgin cunt- but the look of worship and adoration in Megumi’s eyes was something Sukuna wasn’t willing to part with.
“You going to just stare at it all day, or are you going to fuck it?” He could do with a little teasing though.
Instead of embarrassment, Megumi seemed to strengthen his resolve. Hellfire flashed behind those vivid eyes, and for a brief moment Sukuna felt like he may have just met his match.
“Is someone getting impatient?” Lifting himself again, Megumi lined Sukuna’s cock with his pussy. Sukuna bit his lip to stifle a moan as Megumi lowered himself just enough so Sukuna’s cockhead was now dripping with his juices. Leaning forward, Megumi licked the shell of Sukuna’s ear, nipping at one of his piercings at the top. “Then take what you want from me. Sukuna-sama.”
Gripping his tiny waist and making sure to leave a litany of bruises against his milky flesh, Sukuna thrust his hips upward at the same time as he pulled Megumi down onto his cock. The sacrificed tossed his head back with a shout, full of pleasure but laced with pain. Even with the force, Sukuna couldn’t fit the entirety of his length.
With other sacrifices, he wouldn’t have cared. He would’ve done as he wished, forcing himself to fit, only chasing after his own release. But with Megumi, he already knew it was different. He brought Megumi’s gaze forward, brushing their noses together as he whispered words of praise and encouragement.
“You’re doing so well, sweetheart. Fuck, you feel so fucking good.” Sukuna rolled his hips, coaxing Megumi further into his lap. He caressed those milky thighs, working their way upward until he was able to rub gentle circles with his thumb on Megumi’s swollen clit. “Keep taking me, baby. Let me fill you.”
Sukuna thought it was cute, adorable even, the way Megumi gently bounced in his lap. His legs quivered and his breath was labored as he desperately tried to take more of Sukuna’s cock. He continued his gentle encouragement and shallow thrusts until Megumi had finally taken all of his length.
Megumi’s eyes were blown wide with lust and it was obvious his mind was heavily clouded with his arousal, but Megumi seemed to maintain some semblance of lucidity as he wrapped his arms around Sukuna’s neck and pulled him into a kiss. Sukuna hummed as Megumi’s hands massaged the back of his head, slender fingers running along the shaved underside. As Megumi’s tongue requested access, Sukuna gladly parted his lips to deepen the kiss.
As their tongues danced, Megumi swiveled his hips, moaning and panting as he adjusted to Sukuna’s size. Each movement caused his cock to throb inside the impossibly tight heat, and the feared God of Demons and King of Curses found himself already enraptured by Megumi’s spell.
“You’re so fucking tight, Megumi.” His hand snaked between them, running his fingers along the area where Megumi’s stomach had distended with the sheer size of Sukuna’s dick.
Megumi whined at the touch. “So fucking full. Holy shit. More. I need more.”
The tiny bounces became larger and harder. Sukuna kept his hands on Megumi’s waist, but loosened his grip to allow him to move more freely. Each time Megumi lifted himself, fiery crimson eyes rolled to the back of Sukuna’s head. His sacrifice’s cunt was so fucking tight and hot, it was as if Megumi were made specifically for him and him alone.
It didn’t take long for Megumi to begin fucking him in earnest. Never in his thousands of years did he have a sacrifice worthy of entering his domain, let alone one he would allow to enthusiastically bounce on his cock while sitting on his throne. The little moans escaping Megumi’s lips between pants was sweeter than any war waged in Sukuna’s honor, and his red, kiss-swollen lips were more beautiful than any of the blood spilled on his behalf.
Sukuna started meeting Megumi halfway with his thrusts, earning him more of those delicious moans and keens. Megumi’s mouth hung agape, no more words able to be formed between those pillowy lips; the only sound he was capable of making were quick, heaving breaths that matched the pounding of Sukuna’s cock in his tiny hole.
It was too easy for Sukuna to get lost in Megumi’s body. His hands were everywhere, exploring every curve and every crevice of his body, committing it to memory. He brushed sweat-damp hair from Megumi’s forehead, kissing it gently as he fucked into him roughly. As a string of tears rolled down Megumi’s cheeks, Sukuna greedily lapped them up.
His sacrifice, his future queen, was beautiful.
Arousal pooled into a heavy warmth in his core, settling warm and sticky like blood. Sukuna ached for release as he rammed himself deeper and deeper inside the virgin cunt. The wet squelching sounds and the slapping of skin were almost enough to drown out Megumi’s incoherent ramblings.
“Yes, yes, fuck, Sukuna-sama, please, fuck, please .”
He knew Megumi was close as well. Sukuna brushed his fingers against the front of Megumi’s mound, relishing the smooth skin before teasing the engorged nub. “Are you going to beg me? Tell me what you want, love. I’ll give it to you. Anything you want.”
“I- I-” Megumi’s head fell against Sukuna’s shoulder and his nails dug deep into his skin. Sukuna didn’t dare stop his thrusts, and continued teasing Megumi’s clit with his fingers.
“You can do it, baby. Tell me.”
“F-fuck, fucking f-fill me. C-cum inside me.”
Sukuna whispered into his ear, “Good boy.”
With only another second of stimulation, and Sukuna sinking himself as deep as he could, Megumi found his release. His cunt throbbed around Sukuna’s length, somehow managing to pull him deeper. As his walls clenched tight, Megumi’s pussy drew out Sukuna’s own release.
He filled Megumi completely with his seed, painting his walls white and stretching his stomach further. Sukuna moved as much as he could, milking his orgasm and allowing Megumi’s cunt to take in as much of his seed as possible, though he could still feel the warm, sticky cum dripping from Megumi’s stuffed hole.
He pulled Megumi closer, allowing the small man to be engulfed in his arms. Far too quickly for his liking, Megumi’s heavy panting became slower and lighter, signaling he had fallen into a deep sleep.
Sukuna was sweaty- he was sticky and damp and so was the sacrifice now clinging hotly to his body. He planted a single kiss to the top of Megumi’s head, burying his face in midnight hair. Inhaling Megumi’s subtle jasmine scent, Sukuna had made up his mind.
I’ll make him my queen.