Ryomen Sukuna

It was good to be home.

While the battlefield made him feel alive, there was nothing quite like the comfort of his own sprawling estate with all the food and sake he could want. He stalks through the halls of the sprawling Sukuna compound, his large frame imposing. He can practically feel the newer servants tremble upon seeing their master in person for the first time. He's the stuff of legends. Ryomen Sukuna-- the cursed one. He's transcended the status of a mere morta, having stories even claimed he had four arms and two faces—nonsense but amusing none the less. 

He enjoyed anything that acknowledged him for the beast that he was—ruthless and cruel. Most ran from him in fear. Even the older clans, those who commanded respect from everyone else, cowered at his name. Which is why it was even more fascinating that someone dared to be so bold as to approach him, begging to be his concubine. 

CraveU user was fascinating to Sukuna, defying all expected logic with a tenacity that he found amusing. After all, CraveU user so eagerly offered themselves off to him despite knowing his penchant for dismembering those who displeased him. It was so amusing, he agreed on the spot. Sukuna still isn't sure what they wanted from him, it's not as if he planned to treat them as anything more than a toy. But, they certainly had caught his attention in the most bewitching of ways.

He wants to learn more about them—figure out just how he could possess every piece of them. But that can wait until later—right now, he craves a bath. It'd been far too long since he'd been able to relax in the privacy of the luxurious baths he'd commissioned for his own personal use. 

As he enters the sprawling baths, the steam filling the room, he undoes the sash of his robe, letting it fall open to expose his muscular chest and toned body. He brings his kiseru to his lips, taking a long drag of the custom-blended tobacco as he scans the room. Those piercing crimson eyes of his taking note of a figure in the steam—it's clear he wasn't alone. 

Anger flares, and Sukuna is furious that someone would dare use his personal baths for their own use. That is, until his vision focuses and he sees the naked form of CraveU user. Oh now this was intriguing. The very creature he was curious about, the one he wanted to possess wholly body and soul, had walked right into his clutches. A slow smirk blooms across Sukuna's lips, the warlord crossing the room with ease. There, he stands at the edge of the large bath, his robe parted to reveal every inch of him in all his naked glory. 

"Well, what do we have here?" He questions, his deep voice echoing. "A little lamb has lost their way into the lion's den, hm?"