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ALPHA!SUKUNA X OMEGA!READER

A/n: Hey hey hey! So recently I have found my new guilty pleasure, the ✨omega-verse✨(╯✧▽✧)╯enjoy!

Synopsis: It’s the Sengoku era in Japan, and your a rare type of omega that has been hunted till almost extinction. Luckily you're able to escape and live a semi normal life, until your chosen as an offering for the walking god of the land; Lord Sukuna

Warning: Predator/prey dynamics, breeding, thigh-riding, Alpha-knot, mentions of murder/slavery/harem, squirting, dacryphillia, throne fucking, riding, heat cycle, mating, marking, DDLG, name calling including 'master', knotting,mating press, blood, virginity loss, choking, dub con/fear play

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You never knew if you were going to live the next day.

Thats just how it was, how its always been since you were born in this desired body of yours. Though desired isn't your most favored word, more like cursed. Because it was this desired Omega body that was the cause for your hometown to be massacred and your family and neighbors either sold as sex slaves or harvested for their special healing blood. Luckily it was easy to hide. A small diamond shaped suppressor stuck on your chest in-between your breasts and a couple pills did the trick. It was even enough to trick the towns folk of the village you have lived in ever since you ran away, barley escaping with your life. And since then, life had been decent. You worked as a waitress to a small bar for most of the week, it was hard work but good pay. The owner treated you like his own daughter and the drunk patrons became like a family. And for a bit, death escaped your mind. Just for a bit.

Until your 18 birthday rolled around and as fate would have it, you were chosen as an offering to the Great Curse Sukuna. It is supposed to be a blessing, a true gift to be chosen by a walking god that ruled over the land. But of course for you it was a death warrant. During the investiture process though you were deemed as unassuming and as luck would have it, 'unworthy' to be part of his harem. Instead you chosen as a part of the maid staff, which was fine by you. And once again there was a glimmer of hope that you could live normally. If you could just keep to your tasks, head down, live off of the food provided and sleep comfortably in the maid quarters perhaps you could get used to this.

In fact, in your two years working in the large temple you had never even seen the god. Only the bloody aftermath of a failed negotiation or a criminal execution. You had heard rumors about what he looks and acts like though, over 6 feet tall, marks all over his body, or as the gossiping betas of his harem called him, ‘a true alpha’.

though recently you had messed up.

“You there.”

It took you a while to realize that the cold voice behind you was addressing you. As you turned around, your eyes widened when you realized who was talking to you and you quickly bowed.

“Do you know who I am?”

You are many things but stupid wasn’t one of them, and you nodded.

“Yes master Uraume.”

Unlike Sukuna, mostly everyone had seen his right hand and aid, Uraume. The curse with white hair and a pink strip practically ran the temple and staff but other wise nothing was known about them.

“Good. One of the lords wait staff has been let go and I hear your good on your feet.”

You shivered, not wanting to know what he was implying about the poor maid.

“You will be part of his majesty’s new wait-staff. A true honor for a lowly housekeeping maid.”

Your heart dropped and you forced your self to give a small smile.

“Yes, thank you Master Uraume.”

“Good, follow me.”

As you walked behind the curse you couldn’t help but tremble and you noticed your breathing quicken. Is this it? Could everything end here, your cover blown and you killed or sold as a slave? No, calm down y/n, breath. It’s not all over yet. Yes, you are jumping to conclusions, you took your pills didn’t you? Your suppressor was still there securely on your chest wasn’t it? Breath. And that you did. Because no matter what, you will survive.

The throne room was huge. Or perhaps vast would be the correct word. The white marble floor glistened due to the setting suns rays streaming from the window, as did the aisle of black marble on the floor that led a straight lane to the tall throne. A maid was placed next to every black pillar that supported the ceiling including you. The only exception was that you were the closest to the throne, holding a tray with a ceramic yunomi filled with tea.

Your thoughts were interrupted by the loud boom of the tall doors opening and you did your best to keep your eyes glued ahead of you. For a bit all you could hear was a pair of incredible loud footsteps followed by the thunk of what must be a spear. Your imagination didn’t wander for long until he came into your line of view and you felt your breath hitch and tray shake a bit.

The first thing you noticed was Sukunas height, just how absolutely ginormous he was. Six feet? Try 8, and that wasn’t even counting his body mass. Giant arms, one holding a long spear, could probably crush you in a moments notice and frankly everyone in the room.

The second thing was Sukunas markings. One on his forehead just below his spikey pink hair, a couple others under his eyes and along sukunas jawline and one on his nose. His tattoos weren’t just on his face you noticed though, as you could see the markings on his bare chest left open by his black edged light colored kimono.

And the third, the only reason why you didn’t notice the third first being because he wasn’t close enough, but the third was scent. Being an omega, your nose was more sensitive to the scents given off by alphas. Of course you had been around some alphas with strong scents. But this, this was a whole other level of ‘powerful’. It’s sheer intensity and dominance made your knees wobble, and you could feel your self getting light headed. The worst part was that there was something sweet about it behind the dominating musky scent, something delicious that lasted on the tip of your tongue with every inhale.

“Bring the tea to his majesty”

Your eyes widened and you sucked in a breath through clenched teeth. You screamed at you legs to stop shaking as you took the first step toward the throne. You looked up, and that was your first mistake. Because as soon as your eyes met Sukunas cold domineering vermillion orbs, peering down on you like you were vermin, you felt your blood run cold. You did your best to pull away from his gaze and keep your eyes glued too the now rattling tea tray. Anxiety and carnal fear sat on your shoulder, sharpening its knifes into your ear. Even though you were no longer looking at him you could still feel his gaze on you. Why was he staring? Could he tell? You took another step forward, and that was your second and final mistake.

You felt one of your knees give out as you trip over absolutely nothing and fall right in front of Sukunas feet, the filled teacup hitting the ground and shattering into large pieces. A silent gasp from one of the maids echoed throughout the large room and your mind went deadly blank when you realized what you had done. You don’t know what goes through your mind for the next couple moments, if anything even did, but when you come to your senses you realized your hands had already started to pick up the shards and clean the spilled liquid with a handkerchief. Your mutters of apologies goes unanswered and you feel your eyes start to become glassy with tears. As you go up to pick the final piece, you feel the sharp edge slice into the skin of your finger, blood oozing from the laceration and onto the floor. You wince at the feeling and hastily put the last piece in your pocket. You quickly ran out of the temple but before you left you made eye contact with Sukuna, sending shivers down your spine; fully dilated eyes stare back at you, making fear take over your brain.

There is a silence after your ran out of the room before Sukuna opens his mouth to speak, deep voice echoing through the chamber.

“Who was that.”

“Just a lowly maid-” Replied Uraume before cut off by Sukuna

“Find her.”

You woke up to a loud banging on your door, and even without opening it you knew who it was. After the incident you returned back to your duties, since there was nothing else to do being as it was impossible to try to escape, and you went the whole day without being bothered. Maybe Sukuna had brushed off the incident and forgotten about it, or maybe the gaurds just didn’t know where to look, you were hoping it was the former. But you were wrong. So very wrong.

The guards had brought you back to the throne room, and you jumped at the sound sound of the giant doors closing behind you, leaving you in a dark throne room lit by torches next to each pillars. You were unable to change into any real clothes, leaving you in a old robe that barley reached your knees making you hug yourself for warmth.

Your thoughts came to a halt when your eyes fell on the tall throne a couple meters in front of you and what sat in it, leaning into his knuckles, staring at you.

“Come forward”

That was the first time you had heard Sukunas voice, it’s deepness sending shivers through out your whole body and echoing through the room.

You did as you were told, the familiar musky sent hitting you in waves as you got closer; your gut twisting with the urge to bury your nose into the source of the smell over and over again.

Soon you were at the foot of the throne where you could now see little things you didn’t notice before, like how the markings under his eyes were actually small eyes or that his pink hair was slightly pushed back.

A thick silence took over the room allowing you to hear the quick thump of your heart in your ears. Even though your eyes remained glued to your feet you could still feel the domineering glare boaring into your head.

“Here.”

You raise your head to see what he’s talking about and you see his hand patting on his exposed thigh peeking out from his kimono.

Your brain malfunctions and you stare at the curse in utter confusion, causing him to sigh.

“Are all of your kind fools or is it just you.”

An abnormally large hand wraps around your wrist, pulling you to Sukuna until your straddling his thigh, and you have to clench your mouth from whining at the slight friction of your clothed slit on his tattooed skin.

At this point the smell was overwhelming, and you didnt know if you were trembling because of that or because you were to frightened to even move incase you'd do something to upset him.

"Don’t be scared little one, you don’t know how long I’ve looked for someone like you."

You flinched when saw Sukuna move toward you neck, sending a shudder down your body as he breathed in your scent. When he pulled back, you watched his pupils dilate and a toothy grin spread across his face, facial tattoos crinkling.

"The men in your village are fools"

You barley have a second to take in his words when Sukuna ripped open your robe causing you to let out a shriek as cold air hit your now exposed chest, making your nipples harden into stiff peaks.

"There it is." You wonder what he is talking about until you feel a warm hand settle between your breasts and rip the supprecent off your skin, leaving a red mark. Almost instantly an immense wave of heat hits your gut, knocking the breath right out of you and causing you to hunch over in a mix of pain and pleasure. How long had it been since you took that thing off, years? This was exactly why you never did, because once the suppressant was taken off, years of hormone build up flooded your body system, triggering an abnormally severe heat. Sukuna watches as your face flushes a deep red and your breathing becomes abnormally heavy . You grab onto his robe for dear life with two trembling hands trying to prevent your self from falling off his thigh.

"M-Master please, p-put it back on." Your crying now, fat hot tears dripping down your face, glassy eyes pleading with amused red ones that towered oven you. It was too much, the heat engulfing your body with no outlet to cool down, to release , it felt like you were going to die.

"And why would I do that?" Sukuna moved so his nose was buried in the crook on your neck and breathed in the sweet scent emmiting from you, saliva pooling in the back of his mouth. It was nothing like he had ever smelled before, like snorting cocaine, he was addicted. "Not when you smell this good". Just Sukuna's simple breath on your neck had a moan escape mouth causing a dark chuckle to emit from him. "Why would I stop now when your body craves me?" You notice that you had been grinding your clothed slit on his muscular thigh, arousal pooling through the thin white fabric and onto his skin. It sickened you how much he was right. You had been around powerful alphas before but this was different, he was different, worlds different. It was as if your DNA was made to submit to him and you wondered if everyone around him felt this way or if it was just you. For a quick second you thought about what it would be like to be his slave, devoted to his pleasure, perhaps you could even be... happy? No, no no no that was stupid, why did you think that, can you even think right now?

More tears poured down your face, frustrated from the confusion you felt, how overwhelming everything was, and Sukuna chuckled. He brought one of his hands to cup your chin while the other wiped away your tears with his thumb.

"Shhh dont worry little one, I'll make it clear for you"

You dont even feel his other hand slipping under the hem of your underwear and onto your heat. Two fingers glide along your slit front to back, collecting your juices before pushing into you. The wet clicking sounds of your folds coated in wetness was almost embarrassing with how loud they are. Before continuing Sukuna brings up his fingers for both of you to see, watching them drip with your essence before separating them, gazing at the thick string of wettness that connects the two digits.

You could smell yourself, the sticky sweetness. You had always thought that your scent, an omega’s scent, was that of caramel, but somehow it stung like lemon drops on your tongue when your mouth fell open at the first finger that slid into your sex, the saliva pooling in your cavity hot and sour on your tongue. The first curl of his fingers knocks the air out of you, and you immediately tighten around the foreign intrusion. A hand flew down to hold his tattooed wrist but it was hardly to pull him away, no this was just you needing to feel any part of him under your fingers.You felt the twist in your stomach, the heat wrapping around the string that was growing more and more taut inside of you. You dont even realize that he is three fingers in, deliciously stretching your tight hole, panties now discarded somewhere on the marble floor. Four eyes stare at the sight of his fingers disappearing in and out of your leaking pussy, to the sight of them shamelessly spreading your folds, sliding along your clit, curving back inside you to swirl tight little circles up against your g-spot. Your skin buzzed, head foggy, cloudy with only thoughts of Sukuna's touch. You pressed back into him, arching off a second later and then your hips rocked down. You didn’t need to say anything, not with the way you were panting and twitching, so insanely close to your peak that you wouldn’t ruin it with your words.

“Do it,” Sukuna said into your ear, his words dripping with ridicule “I'm gonna make you come again and again, and then I’m going to fuck you senseless.”

He felt you clench and he grinned, knowing full well that squeeze around his cock was going to feel so amazingly good later on. For now it was about you, and about the way you were coming apart, gushing around his thick fingers and finishing with a silent scream.

Your left panting, head heavy and filled with pleasure. Your too lost in the pleasure to fully register that Sukuna had scooped you up bridal style and was now walking out of the dark throne room through the temples hall. Those in the hallway stopped what they were doing and immediately bent over to bow, though you caught the venomous glare of one of the betas from the harem making you bury your face into the exposed skin of Sukuna's chest in pure shame.

You jump at the sound of doors closing behind you and your plopped onto what might be the largest bed you have ever seen. There is a silence as Sukuna takes in your body; your skin alighted by the dewy glow of a torch in the corner on the room, exposed chest rising up and down and a pair of half lidded teary eyes staring back up at Sukuna. The hair on your arm stands up when he leans to your body and inhale at the sweet scent of you.

"Fuck you smell like candy."

His lips were so hot, trailing down as his hand pulled and yanked at the already loose robe around your torso. Your breathing comes to a halt when you watch Sukuna untie his kimono and the light color piece of clothing drop to the floor. Black markings adorned his extremely built chest, but what drew your eyes the most was his massive dick. Of course you knew it was going to be big but this was more frightening then arousing. Two black tattoo rings wrapped the width of his dick and the same marking on Sukunas forehead was also on the skin right below his angry red tip. Instinctively, your exposed thighs squeeze at the very sight of it.

"I-it cant fit, I-it wont there's no way master"

Even with your cunt still leaking from your previous orgasm, you realized there was no amount of foreplay that would prepare you for Sukunas massive size.

Sukuna simply chuckled at your trembling words.

“Trust me little one, it always does.”

He grabs the fat of the underside of your thighs, spreading your legs and pressing them against your chest, effectively folding you in half. Your face was engulfed in flames at the revealing position you were put in, instinctively looking away while Sukuna stares your body down. He watches the way your pussy drools, folds spread, juices trickling from your hole and dripping down your ass crack onto the white sheets. While still keeping one hand on one of your thighs, Sukuna grabs his cock and quickly swipes it up between your folds, letting the juices coat his tip, then moving to align him self with you. You squirmed at the pressure of Sukuna’s mushroom tip against your cunt, making your breathing and heart beat quicken in exheraltion.

The first thrust is excruciating, like your being split into two, and Sukuna doesn’t even bother to cover your mouth while you let out a chocked scream. He isn’t even half way in, the tightness of your walls preventing Sukuna from going any further. A droplet of blood trickling from where his dick was enveloped by your pussy caught his eye, making a maniacal grin spread across Sukunas face.

“Shit your a virgin aren’t you.”

Your too deep into the pain and slight pleasure to acknowledge his words until you feel a hand on your throat, forcing your tear ridden face to look at Sukuna.

“Look at me when I talk to you brat. You were saving your self for an another alpha haven’t you”

It wasn’t like there was anyone specific you were waiting for, you never had that someone in your life. But you were hoping that the person you’d lose your virginity too would do so in a loving and caring way, but those dreams had been quickly squashed.

All you could do is nod, hiccups interrupting your sentence when you spoke.

“Yes *hic* master”

“And look where you are now, in heat because of me.”

Slowly, he starts to push his hips forward making you arch your back and dig your fingernails into your palm. Every vein on his cock dragged against your velvety walls, catching on your entrance as he pulled back before thrusting back in. his thrusts were deep, the tip of his cock reaching spots you could only dream of hitting with your fingers

It was dizzying. Sukuna’s warmth, the buzz from your heat, his cock hitting your G-spot made your mouth hang open and drool slip out from the corner.

“Fuuuck you feel so fucking good. I’m gonna fill you up, watch you swell with our child, my heir—”His thumbs roll over your hardened nubs as he gropes at your chest, causing you to keen at the added stimulation, “—These will fill with sweet sweet milk." He returned his attention to your breasts, wetting each of your hard nipples with his tongue and drawing slow, lazy circles around them, squeezing the flesh of your breasts with one hand, and rubbing the other hand over your sides and stomach, nearing your pussy. You wrapped your legs around his waist pulling him closer to you so that you could feel his hard length deeper in you you, and he moaned into your breast, biting your nipple.

It’s overwhelming, being surround by Sukuna, your senses, your entires being craving him.

More, more, more.

You buried your nose into his neck, breathing in his scent feverishly, making the sickly sweet warmth in your tummy spread and envelop your whole body. You felt pathetic and small, slick dripping from your abused hole. He uses you like his personal cock sleeve, shapes your insides and bruises your cervix until your entire body jolts with sensitivity. his balls slap against your ass and he retracts his hips until the tip pokes out to admire the sheen dripping to his base before fitting himself back into your snug walls.

“So good- don’t stop, please don’t stop!” your babbling strung out of your lips without much of a thought other than how good he was fucking you, his thick cock driving in and out of your velvet walls. It was as if you were made for each other, your cunt sucking him in with each push and shove that hit at just the right spots.

“Not gonna stop,” Sukuna grunted through barred teeth, canines brushing at the delicate skin of your neck, “not gonna stop until I give you my knot-”

You’re a mess, hair sticking to your sweat clad flushed skin, lips red from biting them due to the pain of the stretch and the delicious pleasure that came with it. You were beautiful Sukuna thought.

“K-kiss” you barley managed to speak out, too lost in the pleasure. “What’s that little thing? Gonna have to speak up for me” Sukuna chuckled, slamming into you particularly hard making your tits violently bounce up. “K-kiss me m-master, please” You plead. Sukuna stared at you. He never kissed the people he fucked, always felt like it was an unnecessary display of affection. But something about your teary eyes desperately looked at him, like you needed him, like your weak omega body depended on him, made his hips stutter for a quick second and he leaned in to engulf his lips around yours. You were needy to reply, moaning sweetly in the kiss. His first taste of you is hungry and messy and desperate — his tongue exploring every inch of your mouth, not stopping the role of his back and harsh thrusts into your drooling pussy. It’s hot and wet, saliva smearing on the corners of your mouth as he leaves you breathless. Lips meeting again and again until you’re clinging to him in a dizzy mess.

The squelches of where your bodies connected were all too much, and there was not a moment when you did not drown in the immense ecstasy of it.

The budding swole at the base of his length took your breath away, the stretch pulling you apart by the seams as it only grew in size.

"You feel that little one? All this for you, greedy whore."

Sukuna's breathing was labored, back all tensed up and muscles you did not know he has rippling with each roll of his hips. His pants and groans got louder as the knot grew, each time it brushed past your entrance stretching you out in ways you had only imagined in your dreams.

The heat on your stomach is unbearable, you can’t take it anymore, it’s consuming you, driving you over the edge so fast that you can’t put a stop on it. Your pussy tightens so hard around Sukuna cock that he almost has to stop his thrusts, your mouth hanging open to scream but no sound coming out as you feel yourself splitting in two, coming with his cock buried deep inside you.

"Good girl." Sukuna says, grinning at the sight. He keeps up his ruthless pace his breathing becoming jagged and irregular. He grunted, watching the way a creamy ring of white built around his knot with each thrust into your soaked cunt. The gush of your orgasm had made a mess of both his and your thighs,cursing at the tightness that wrapped around him.

"M'too much, n-no more~"

You feel something come in contact with your cheek then a sharp sting on your skin following soon after, making you wince in pain.

“You’ll take it like a good omega, got that?”

Sukunas deep voice rings through your head. your ankles lock around his lower back and you cry out when the head of his cock kisses your womb, his balls twitch once more as he fills your pretty tummy with his warm sticky cum. “Oh fuh-“ His voice comes out breathless. It’s such a tight fit that a creamy white ring is created at the base of his cock.

Not once leaving the warmth of your pussy, Sukuna lays down on his side and brings your absurdly small body (compared to his) to his chest. Not a word is exchanged between the two of you, just an understanding that you were his.

Your barley half awake, too exhausted from your heat cycle, when you over heat the conversation.

“Master, the concubines are wondering who it was last night that you brought into your room.”

“None of their concern, in fact,” Sukuna pauses before speaking again. You can practically hear his grin. “Dispose of them, all of them.”

“Excuse me?”

“I’m not one for repeating myself Uraume. Kill them, all of them. I have no need for useless things.”

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A/n: man I feel like that ending was so bad

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