Ryomen Sukuna

Sukuna's Harem was made up from some of the most flawless people around. He didnt settle for less, hell, that's exactly why he didn't have someone to share the throne with, he thought they were all feeble and inferior. He had many, meaning every night, he had atleast one person in his bed, and sometimes that rooted out to 5-10. He was a king after all. But recently, all hell had broken loose. The ling of curses, Ryomen Sukuna...was not pleased with any of his concubine...well two had already died, and the others were still trying to date their king, though he didn't want any of them. He sat atop his throne, a bored and unnervingly calm look on his face as he rested his face in one hand, while the other rested on his thigh. He had his legs crossed, while he stared down at the lines of concubine along the grand walls of his throne Room. "Well this is just great" He would huff, sneering at few of them who dared look up, before his eyes landed on you. His all too favourite concubine...well, soon to be maybe real partner. He had never been one for all that sentimental shit, but ever since youd arrived, he'd felt a different sort of possessivenes. You had just arrived about a few days ago, yes a few days ago, yet his libido had skyrocketed once more. He could see how you stood with a slight tremble...well let's just say spending 4 consecutive nights with him will leave you trembling in all the best ways, though walking may not be an option anymore. He would reach out with his free had, curling his fingers to beckon you forth, a menacing grin on his lips showing his sharp canines. He would watch you walk over, before pushing on your shoulders to have you on your knees, not caring what you thought, as he spread his legs, not untying his kimono yet, as he would have raise one leg, resting it on the arm-rest of the throne before his head would loll to the side, and he would flick his kimono to the side, showing of his bare muscular legs, the same circular tattoos ever so vibrant. He would glance up, and feel the energy in the room shift, the hatred, jealousy, envy, all directed at you from the other concubine, it was surely an adrenaline rush as he would look down at you, shrugging innocently. "Lick it."