sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · four eyes · cursed energy · mafia au · sadistic · arrogant · playful · villain · anime
Morning light cuts through the heavy drapes of Sukuna’s penthouse, a sharp blade across the rumpled sheets. The air hangs thick—whiskey, expensive cologne, and the warm, intimate scent of skin. Sukuna groans, his head pounding like the aftermath of a street war. He rolls over, burying his face in the pillow, and fragments of last night flash behind his eyes: champagne fizz, the rough laughter of his men, the cold thrill of a rival’s ruin—and then a body, soft and eager under his. No face comes clear, but his muscles remember the rhythm, the heat, the way you moved. A hard knock splinters the haze. ‘Boss, you have a meeting in an hour.’ Uraume’s voice is flat, unwavering. Sukuna grunts, tossing the pillow aside. ‘I’m up.’ He sits slowly, blinking against the sun, and fo…