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My Nocturnal Serenade

Pt.3

Tw; Mention of possible torture, mention of sleep deprivation, a quick mention of past sex, Sukuna being his own warning.

Please do not copy or steal my work

Sukuna/Male!Reader

Note; this is the longest chapter I have written until now. Like wtf, how?! I hope you will all like it! Also, I tried writing a fight scene and failed. I'll try next time 😅

Summary; Sukuna scares his vessel into abandoning his shelter, hopefully, to finally reunite with you.

@robarrazi as promised I tagged you.

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They had been travelling across the country for the past few days, only stopping at night and moving on the signs of dawn. Meanwhile, Sukuna had fun keeping the brat and Gojo Satoru on their toes. The King of curses would form a mouth and bit Gojo the second the sorcerer would put his hand on Yuji to comfort him or would simply start screaming the second his vessel would be asleep.

So much that even Gojo had barely slept lately. It was clear the Sorcerer wanted to kill him but could do nothing. It would only hurt the kid more. The brat already felt so bad for being the reason they were running around and now their absence of sleep.

They also stopped watching the news and not just because of the increasing ‘catastrophes’ hitting the country. No. Because Gojo Satoru had finally explained the whole situation to a lost and worried Yuji.

- “So, you are telling me we are running away from his lover?” asked the teen, pointing at Sukuna's mouth on his cheek. “But I thought you were the strongest? Can't you just, I don't know, annihilate him?”

- “It's not that simple I'm afraid” replied Gojo with a sigh. “We are facing someone who was known as one of the strongest of his generation. Worse, we know nothing about his current abilities, besides him being able to use Sukuna’s techniques. And we don't even know how he is doing it.”

Of course, they didn't know. They ignored most of what actually was your Cursed Techniques. But he did and they weren't ready for the big reveal. There was a reason Sukuna mastered hand-to-hand combat to face you. The King of Curses could not wait to see you fight against Gojo Satoru.

Even if he suspected you would prefer to run away and face the man once he was free from the brat's body. Just to be safe.

- “Of course, the only one who could tell us is Sukuna.” said Gojo, pointing to the mouth and eye. “But I bet he won't tell us a single thing.”

- “You will know soon enough Sa-to-ru” replied Sukuna, smirking. “I already told you a lot!”

- “Eh? What did he tell you senseï?” asked Yuji

- “The only thing he told me was how I would not be able to hide behind my technique. But that could mean a lot of things.” Gojo smiled at his student. “Even if I can't use them, I will still win.” Gojo was trying to reassure Yuji, but Sukuna wasn't blind to his worries.

- “I also told you I almost envied your confidence.” laughed Sukuna.

The sorcerer was about to reply, probably a snarky remark, when his phone rang. Without a word, Satoru left them to answer it.

Sukuna’s eye fell on his vessel’s hands; the teen was picking at his skin, almost to the blood. The lack of sleep and the stress were probably driving the boy mad. The King of Curses could also feel his fear and guilt eating the boy alive.

Because none of it would be happening if he didn't run to Gojo with the name. They wouldn't have gone to your tomb and you would not have known who was his vessel. Meaning the country would not be the victim of this sick game of hide and seek. Yuji wasn't dumb, and Sukuna knew the teen had realized what you were doing. You were trying to force him out, force him to play the hero and sacrifice himself so you would stop killing innocent souls.

This was honestly a big surprise. You hated killing, Sukuna remembered that. But you were also ready to do anything for your loved one and he was all you had left.

But maybe you also expected him to give you a hand. Pushing his vessel in that direction. Yes, he could force Yuji to run away, but where? None of them knew where you were at the moment. Unless he sends you a signal you could not miss.

Like destroying a huge chunk of town too.

But that means using the deal he had with the kid. Sure, a minute would be enough, but would you be there before Gojo or anyone arrived?

It was worth the risk.

- “Oi, brat.” called Sukuna, forming his eye and mouth on the teen’s hand.

- “What now Sukuna?” asked Yuji, rolling his eyes.

- “You know why he is walking away? Because he doesn't want you to know who is dead.” cackled the King of Curses, watching Yuji’s face lose all its colour.

- “Shut up! You don't know what the call is about and if it's anything bad, senseï will tell me. He won't hide it this time!” retorted the brat.

- “I don't need to, not when I know my beloved like the back of my hand. We have been playing Hide and Seek long enough now, he wants us out. He knows now you won't come out for innocent strangers, but what about your friends?”

- “You are lying!” accused Yuji, but his voice shook, almost breaking.

- “I would never lie about my one and only, stupid brat. Last I remember, you know nothing about him besides the fact we use to fuck.”

That was such a bad word to use to describe the endless nights you two would share. Even now, Sukuna could almost hear your moan or taste the sweat on your skin. Or feel the whimper threatening to leave his own mouth on some humiliating occasions and see the smile, and lust, you would have when noticing it.

Shit! He wanted to feel your hands and mouth on his body again and your lips against his, stealing his breath and self-control. Sukuna would give anything just to lose himself in your arms one more time.

Soon, he told himself. He just needed to break the kid’s trust in his teacher. Force him to run away.

- “Then, what will he do if we stay hidden?” asked the teen with a small voice.

- “Oh, but make you listen to him torturing your friends, making them scream your name. He will maybe have them beg him to kill them. Maybe that's what actually happening and why it's taking so long!” laughed Sukuna. “Your senseï might be listening to their cry for help, all because YOU won't let me reunite with my beloved. How egoist of you to run away and abandon them.”

- “Shut up! Just shut up!” sobbed Yuji, slapping his hand against Sukuna’s mouth. “This is not happening. It won't happen. They are strong and at school. Your lover can't beat them all!”

- “You want to bet? We are talking about the only man able to face me in my prime and force me into my last retrenchment. And he would do it alone, without help. This generation is weak and pathetic compared to the Sorcerers of my time. They stand no chance!”

Yuji said nothing but jumped on his feet and left the room, searching for his senseï. Sukuna cursed himself, hoping he did not just screw up his plan. Because now, if the teen opened his mouth, they might be locked away until you stopped your massacre.

Worse, they could decide to execute them to force you to stop. It would be a pretty bad idea. Knowing you, you would just slaughter them all in revenge.

The brat stopped in his track when he heard his senseï’s voice.

- “Who is going to watch over them now? Nanami won't be out the hospital for a couple of weeks and we can not let Megumi and Nobara alone. How did he know about them? No, I don't care about the fingers! It was clear he would come for them sooner or later. No, what we need now is to protect my students. Nanami barely won the time for them to escape and you are telling me that whore let them run away.” Gojo’s voice was cold and angry. “He is changing the game. Now he will target Yuji’s closest people and we can't let that happen. Two days have already passed and he will most likely attack again. No, I haven't told him anything. Now...”

Silently, Yuji stepped back. Even from the hand, Sukuna could see the tears rolling down his vessel’s face and the disbelief in his eyes. Sukuna wanted to laugh. Of course, you already took the matter into your own hands! You would never let anyone play you like that. No, you had too much pride for that. He just didn't expect you to act so quickly.

There was something behind that.

Yes.

Normally you should have let them think they won until they had Gojo and Yuji come out of hiding. Then you would have tricked him by capturing his friends and then try to make a deal.

Sukuna's attention returned to his vessel. The brat had taken his backpack and was escaping by the window. Quietly, Yuji landed on the ground and immediately took off. Sometimes, Sukuna forgot just how fast the brat was!

- “If we want to find him, we need to go somewhere he can find us.” he said, reforming his mouth and eye on the brat's cheek so he could hear him.

- “And where will that be?” asked Yuji, chasing the tears from his eyes.

- “Right now? Probably in an abandoned area. From there, you'll switch with me.”

- “Hell no! You'll just kill everyone around!” screamed Yuji.

- “No, I won't you idiot! That would bring the other asshole to us. No, I'm going to destroy the abandoned buildings the same way my beloved did. It will be enough for him to know it's me and not a trap.”

- “And what makes you think he's in town?”

- “His attack was two days ago. He will be expecting a slow reaction, probably knowing Gojo would not tell you right away. So yes, he is close.”

But how close? Just behind that building? On the other side of town? Soon you would be in his arms, where you belong to.

It took them a few minutes, but Yuji finally stopped in an abandoned sector. All around were industrial buildings falling apart. It was perfect!

- “Good, now switch places with me.” ordered Sukuna

- “Not before we make sure there is no one inside!” objected the boy.

- “Are you stupid? I told you I won't be killing anyone and we don't have time. That white-haired fucker is most likely after us!”

That was enough and Sukuna was finally in control. It was so good! Smirking, Sukuna walked around, destroying each building with Dismantle and watching them fall apart. Even if he knew it would be more effective to do the same in a populated area, Sukuna didn't want to take any risk. He would be immediately spotted and you would have no chance to join him.

When the last building fell to the ground, the King of Curses ran away. Not before cutting his hand and letting small droplets of blood fall behind him. Too discreet to catch anyone's eye but yours, who would be searching for his track.

After healing, Sukuna joined the crowd. He could feel Yuji trying to take control back and cursed the boy.

- “Stop that! He won't be long and since you don't know what my beloved look like you will most likely miss him.” Sukuna relaxed, feeling his vessel calming. “The fact we destroyed an abandoned place should also make him understand to not attack, so his answer to our signal will be discreet. Now let me focus!”

Walking through the crowd, Sukuna had all his senses on alert. You could do absolutely anything at that point or Gojo could appear at any second. And the King of Curses refused to be surprised or miss you.

After what felt like hours he finally saw you and froze in place, admiring you.

You sat on top of the steps of a temple, wrapped in your traditional clothes. You looked exactly the same as the day he was vanquished. Your smile was still so soft and your eyes still looked at him with the love he didn't deserve from you.

Quietly, you rose on your feet and opened your arms.

- “My love, welcome back,” you said with honey in your voice.

Without a word, Sukuna jumped in those arms of yours, wrapping his tightly around you. You returned his embrace with the same strength, one of your hands coming to play with his hair. Sukuna pressed his face against the crook of your neck, smelling you. Yes. This was really you.

- “You are as beautiful as the day I lost,” he whispered, closing his eyes. “You are as perfect as I remember”

- “And you are only smaller.” you chuckled, before kissing his shoulder and neck. “I missed you so much, Sukuna.”

- “I lost thinking you would follow a mortal life. When I woke up I thought you were dead.” Sukuna hated how his voice was weak with all the emotions he felt. “I thought I would never see you again”

- “How could have I died when you sacrificed everything for me to live? I decided to embrace the same path as you, a little bit differently, and await your return. Your heart had been keeping me company ever since.”

Sukuna wanted to answer, but could not. The brat chooses that moment to regain control of his body. Of course, you felt the change. Still smiling, you cupped Yuji’s face in your hands. The poor thing was frozen in place, his body almost shaking.

- “And you are Itadori Yuji, my beloved’s vessel. You are finally coming out of your hiding place, young man. It was time.”

- “Now what?” Yuki asked, trying to hide his fear.

- “Now? I will restore my beloved to a body closer to his original of course,” you answered, caressing his cheek with your thumb. “Don’t be afraid my boy. I will not hurt you. I hate killing without reason, unlike Sukuna. You will be free to go and hunt us down once the ritual is over, even if you should rest for a few days.”

Yuji tried to reply but fell quiet as another voice answered for him.

- “Not on my watch. I don't know how you are doing that; preventing me from using my Cursed Techniques or any kind of Cursed Energy, but I won't let you leave with my student.” warned Gojo Satoru, standing just at beginning of the stairs, his blindfold missing and his blue eyes filled with pure hate and anger.

- “Gojo Satoru. Owner of Limitless and the Six Eyes. What a rare man you are. It is almost an honour to finally come face-to-face with the legend himself. Yet, I do not see why so many fear you. You are just a mortal man with a powerful heritage.” you replied, still holding Yuji's face in your hands.

- “S-Senseï! I'm sorry!” yelled the brat, tears rolling down his cheeks. “I heard your conversation. You lied to me! Again!” he accused in a sob.

- “Yuji, this is not the time...” tried to calm Gojo, but the boy didn't let him finish.

- “He won't kill me. I don't know how many fingers he stole, but Sukuna still will be far from his twenty fingers. We will still have a chance to stop them, but at least t-that guy will stop attacking.”

- “Itadori! If you go with him...”

- “I'll be a traitor and executed? I'm already a dead man walking senseï.” a soft sob escaped Yuji's mouth as he closed his eyes. “I don’t want to, but we don't have much of a choice here. Just, if anything goes bad for me, please senseï, don't let anything happen to Megumi and Nobara. Tell them I'm sorry!”

- “You'll tell them yourself, you idiot,” replied Gojo, blue eyes not leaving his student. “I will not let you sacrifice yourself like that.”

Sukuna laughed, satisfied. He could feel the fear and remorse of his vessel, just like the pain of betraying his friend. Because Gojo Satoru wasn't just his teacher, but also a friend. How disgusting. To be crying like that for so little!

And the fear was so delicious. Why wasn't the brat affected by your Cursed Technique? Sukuna had no answer, but the curious thing was how he could still feel your presence. The powerful aura surrounding you, choking him with fear, knowing there was nothing he could do against you.

For the first time since he had joined the world of Curses and Sorcerers, Itadori Yuji was faced with a real threat.

- “Not that I am not enjoying your little talk, you two, but I think that's enough,” said Sukuna, forming a mouth on the teen's face. “You are ruining our reunion!” he smiled as you kissed his mouth

- “You are right, enough is enough my love.”,” you said, turning your head toward Gojo.

- “ENCHAIN!” exclaimed Sukuna, regaining control of the body, just in time for you two to dodge Gojo's attack.

The man had jumped toward you, trying to grab his student. Now he looked at you two with more hate than ever. Sukuna only laughed, arms wrapped around your neck as he jumped on your back before pulling out his tongue like a child.

- “What are you gonna do now? Jump again? Try to punch us? Maybe insult and curse us until we give the boy back?” taunted Sukuna, almost purring as he felt your fingers in his hair and a shiver ran down his spine.

- “Let's go before more arrive. I would like to finish the transfer before tomorrow my love. We have waited long enough and have much to do.” you said as you kissed his cheek before turning back your attention to Gojo. “I will return the boy to you within two days from now. But do not worry Gojo Satoru, for we shall meet again soon enough.”

And with that, you left.

As fast as the wind, if not more, you ran through the streets until you left the city. On your back, Sukuna could not contain his joy and laugh. Neither could you. Your hands rested under his thighs, holding them as if you feared he would fall.

Kissing your neck, Sukuna sighed with satisfaction.

- “I never imagined I could love you more. Yet here we are!” he hummed against your skin.

- “Wait until I give you back eight more fingers!” you laughed

- “That's it, I'm marrying you!” he laughed

- “You always say that and here I am, still waiting for that ring!” you scoffed with a smile.

- “Wait until you give me back a body! I'm going to this time!” he smiled and kissed your neck again. “I will never let you go. We shall never be separated again. Never.”

- “We won't let anyone try. I want to show you the world. It has changed so much in a thousand years. You will like it.” you replied.

- “The only way I will like it is with you naked before my eyes.” he laughed as you slapped his thigh.

- “You are still such a pervert!” you scolded him with a smile, blushing.

This, Sukuna thought, must be heaven or true happiness. You two were finally reunited, with nothing standing in your way. Or almost. By tomorrow he would be free from that brat. Free to show you just how much he had missed and loved you. Closing his eyes, the King of Curses savoured that victory.

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winterlynightlystories · 1 year

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My nocturnal Serenade

Pt2

Tw; Sleep deprivation, Sukuna being Sukuna, fighting,

Please do not copy or steal my work.

Sukuna/Sorcerer!Male!Reader

Note; Thank you all! I never imagined so many people would like my silly little story. Here's part 2 and part 3 is already on the way!

Summary; After the discovery of your empty tomb, Sukuna remember the day he realized his feelings for you.

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Ever since they came back from your tomb, Sukuna had been restless. Never before had he felt more trapped inside his vessel than now. He needed to go search for you. Every fibre of his soul asked for you.

It didn't matter if Gojo Satoru or anyone claimed you had multiple false tombs. It didn't matter if they kept telling his vessel over and over that you had died.

He knew you.

They didn't.

They ignored everything about the bond between the two of you, about your little deal before his fall. If they did, they would have said something about you eating his heart! Yet, the subject never came.

And why weren't they searching for every single one of your decoys? Gojo did say you definitely hid one of his fingers there. Not only did Sukuna wants his finger back, but he also wanted you back.

His only weakness.

The one for who he had accepted to fall.

Even after a thousand years, Sukuna realized his feelings had never changed. You were his one and only.

His dearest.

And no one would keep him away from you.

His first, and most, victim was poor Yuji. His vessel had to deal with his now constant fight for control. Sukuna left no respite for the boy, resulting in Yuji barely sleeping. The only real problems Sukuna had to face were Yuji’s determination to keep him in check and the forever presence of Gojo Satoru.

Like a second shadow, the sorcerer followed Yuji wherever the brat needed to be. And if Gojo had to leave, he would take Yuji with him.

At this point, it was a real joke.

But it also allowed Sukuna the opportunity to mess around with the brat's mind. The kid was full of insecurities and fear.

And it was a game they both played. Because the little shit began bothering him about you and asking questions he had no right to ask. And each time Sukuna would attack him, without a single answer.

Because he didn't want to share when you two had met, you had jumped headfirst into the fight to save your friend, or when he had realized he had caught feelings for you.

They were too personal.

Because of course he still remembered when the realization had hit.

It felt like yesterday.

Sukuna sat surrounded by offerings. Uraume stood by his side, watching the villagers bringing more food, alcohol and other gifts. Sukuna had since long stopped listening to the mortals, boredom threatening to plague him. Then, he saw you.

Ignoring him, you walked down the street. One look was enough for Sukuna to see you were injured, putting as little weight as possible on your wounded leg. You were probably hiding more.

It was the perfect opportunity to strike you. Weak, you would have no chance to put up a fight. With your death, no more sorcerer would dare face him!

Yet, he did not attack.

Instead, he hoped you would turn your head and at least acknowledge him.

You did not.

Head low, you disappeared behind a house.

For a second, Sukuna didn't know what to do. He could feel Uraume staring at him, waiting for an order. He didn’t want them to interfere in his altercation with you. But at that very moment, Sukuna wanted nothing more than to order them to bring you to him. He wanted to see for himself the severity of your wounds and listen to you explaining why and how you got them.

With barely a word, only ordering Uraume to stay here, Sukuna went after you. Why? He couldn’t explain. Maybe it was because he never saw you hurt before, except by his attacks, maybe because he didn’t support you ignoring him. Even to these days, the King of curses could not answer.

He found you still walking, somewhat slower, and still acting as if he wasn't there. Something was wrong and Sukuna hated it.

It didn't take long before Sukuna appeared in front of you, a cruel smile painted across his faces. He hoped to get a reaction, any.

- “Not now Sukuna. I don’t have time or strength to deal with you.” you sighed and avoided him.

- “What? You are going to leave all those poor souls to die?” he asked, acting as if your indifference meant nothing, when in reality it bothered him more than it should have.

- “They are all already dead. Either we fight now and they become a casualty or you kill them once you get bored enough. They will live longer if I just let you be.” you answered, tired, and Sukuna finally saw the dark circles under your eyes. “Sukuna, you do realize my life doesn’t turn around fighting you, right? I have my own life, my own problems. If you aren’t offering me food and a place to rest, I’ll be on my way.”

For a good second, Sukuna didn’t know what to say. But then a wicked smile appeared on his lips.

- “And what if I did?” he asked

-” What?” you froze, raising your head to look at him in the eyes.

-” Let’s make a deal! As long as you stay with me, they get to live! I have enough food and sake for days.”

-”What sick game are you playing at?” you asked, and Sukuna saw worries in your eyes, but also hope.

-”No traps! I swear on my life!” chuckled Sukuna, bending over your head he added; “You can eat and drink as much as you want. Easy, right? Maybe you could also explain to me what happened to you?”

You stared at him, silently, for what felt like an eternity. As if you were looking right at his soul and judging him. Sukuna also had the chance to look you up and down, and what he saw angered him. Your lip was split and a large bruise had formed on your throat. Something told him that given the chance to take off your clothes, he would find more.

It would also be so easy to insult or belittle you. He already had a hundred of those on the tips of his tongue. He just needed to open his mouth to tell them.

But he could not.

And Sukuna had no explanation. He just could not bring himself at the moment to hurt you more.

Finally, you accepted with a nod. Too tired to fight or go further. Even an idiot could see you needed help. Worse, Sukuna just could not let you go. Not while looking like that. Not without knowing who he needed to hunt and kill for what has been done to you.

Side by side you walked back. You ignored all the eyes on you and sat next to Sukuna. The King of Curse silently ordered Uraume to bring you some of the food and the sake. It was only after a few bottles did you finally told him the whole story. You had refused an arranged marriage and been jumped, not only by your own family, but also the future bride’s family. And you had run away, wanting to make sure they could not marry you off.

That explained your wounds. Only you would refuse to fight back against your family, even when they were trying to force your hand into marriage. And Sukuna wanted nothing more than to go after them all.

He was interrupted in his plan when he felt you laid against him. Your head came to rest against one of his arms and you closed your eyes. You whispered a thank you before falling asleep, snoring almost immediately.

It was there. Right there did Sukuna realize what he really felt for you.

At that moment, the King of curses felt many things. Disgust toward himself, for falling for a mortal, and shame for the same reason. Then, as he looked at your sleeping face, came acceptance and possessiveness. You were the fiercest sorcerer he knew, and the only one who could rival against him. Sukuna always looked up to your fights and he only now understood; it wasn’t the fight he was waiting for, but to see you.

Slowly, to not wake you up, Sukuna wrapped his two arms around you, keeping you warm against him. And for the first time, since he could remember, it felt right.

And as you slept against him, Sukuna could only think one thing; mine

Sukuna's memories were interrupted by the voice of Gojo Satoru. The man talked about something on the tv.

Opening an eye, the first thing Sukuna saw was Gojo typing something on his phone while talking to a named Nanami on speaker. How the fucker could see a thing with his blindfold was a mystery.

Then, the news caught his attention.

On the screen; pure devastation. Buildings were still being ravaged by flames, and so were the trees, while the streets filled with the wounded and the rescuers. The streets... It was a big name for what was left of them. In live, Sukuna watched a large building fall on the ground and the victims’ screams made him smile. And his smile only grew wilder when he noticed the marks on certain buildings, recognizing them easily.

- “Yuji finally fell asleep. Just in time, he didn't see the news and hopefully won't. Things are moving quicker than we thought. It's coming dangerously close.” said Gojo Satoru, his expression serious. ”I need you to watch over Megumi and Nobara for me, until we deal with this situation. I'll keep moving Yuji, but I will also need to cut all contact. It will be safer for everyone.”

Sukuna's eye turned back on the screen, finally recognizing the place; it was Tokyo. More precisely, the district of Shibuya. Completely ravaged, there was barely anything left to identify it.

Excitement filled Sukuna's heart as he laughed, bringing Gojo's attention to him.

- “Yeah, I have to leave you, Sukuna saw it.” the sorcerer hung up, his face still turned toward the eye and mouth. “Don’t dream too much. We won’t let you go that easily.”

- “Oh, but I hope so! He must be enjoying your little game of cat and mouse right now. Y/n always loved to chase me across the country.” laughed Sukuna, turning his eye toward Gojo. “I can't wait for him to catch you! You won’t be able to hide behind your little technics, and what are you without them, Gojo Satoru? Nothing.” and again, Sukuna laughed. “And he had a thousand years of training! Oh yes! Keep lying to the brat, you will only make it easier to break him. I can not wait to watch my dearest destroy you.”

- “For that, he will have to find us. It won't be easy,” answered Gojo, crossing his legs. “Even if we have to unify every sorcerer alive in the country, we will win against him.”

- “You know, I almost envy your confidence. Almost.” mocked Sukuna.

For only response, Gojo looked away. It was becoming harder and harder to hide the reality. To hide the fact you never died and humiliated them all by convincing them you did. It allowed you a thousand years of freedom and training. What kind of beast did you become? What did you look like?

Sukuna could already feel you under his touch, taste your skin and hear your voice. You had both waited centuries to be reunited, what were a few more days? Already too much.

But soon you would be back where you belonged; at his side and with you there, Sukuna knew he would return to power without problem.

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