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It was the fifth day of today, and Jin was actually happy about it. A strange messenger had arrived at the farmhouse, delivering a letter with writing as neat as lines of rice in a field, bearing the signature Ryomen Sukuna at the bottom. Jin didn't even finish reading everything before jumping for joy. It was the day Yuji didn't have to visit the palace, so the family could enjoy their time together for the whole day without worrying about trouble.
That was until Jin realised he had no idea what to do today. The fresh rice grains he had set out for a week to sun-dry had now been baked and ready to be stored away. Not to mention there was some separation needed to be done between the grain and the straws. Jin had so much to do since he hadn't been working well for a couple of days.
"My dear, there's nothing to worry about. He's happy just from being here." Kaori tried her best to cheer up her moody husband, the man sitting on the straw mat with his head in his hand, whilst his eyes peered at the growing farm in front. In the distance was his son, his kimono scrunched towards as his little legs dipped into the water to crouch down near the plants.
Yuji's fingers slowly wrapped around a chubby frog hiding between the leaves, the wet, slimy texture making the boy shiver in disgust, but he still kept it close to his chest like a newborn. He was grateful that the Lord allowed him to take a break after all the intense activities he had to do. His body still aches from the days, his cunt throbbing from any accidental touch. Now he was here, happily taking care of the rice field with his father, who was even more glad.
“I guess if he’s happy, then we should too,” Jin muttered in annoyance. He stood up, stretching his arms above his head to hear the satisfying crack. With his wife's help, they brought the straw baskets they needed, one empty and one full of rice plants, ready to be untangled. They both sat down together, a delighted expression on their face as they began to peel the straw away. They were like this for a few minutes, just working under the shade from their house until a raspy shout cut through their concentration.
"Jin! Where are you!" The frail voice yelled, loud enough for the two couples to rise up. They both reached the corner of the house, their eyes widening when they noticed the elderly man rushing over with his cane. Watsuke crushed the dry earth beneath his cane as he stomped toward the back of the house, his breath ragged with fury. He hadn't been to his son's house in over a month, and suddenly, he hears about a marriage that's happening between his innocent grandson and the beast that possessed all of Japan.
"Father-" Jin's excited voice was cut off. A slap echoed across the field that made the crops still in shock. He staggered backwards, falling back on the ground with his hand pressed against his stinging skin. His father was mad, no furious. Watsuke raised his cane, knuckles white around the wood.
"You fool! Are you even a man? What made you think it was okay to have over your own son like a chicken?!" He snarled loudly, his own pine tree scent becoming bitter the more he thought about his grandson. Kaori stepped in front of them in time, hand reaching for the cane to lower it down. Her sleeves brushed against her father-in-law's hands, trying to calm the old man before he went savage.
"Father, we had no choice! The lord threatened to take our lives if we didn't listen to him!" Kaori managed to say before feeling her throat tighten from the stress. The words seemed to calm the elder down for a bit, his cane hitting the ground again. His gaze slipped past the two. In the far distance was his grandson in the glittering water, staring at a sparrow that seemed to stare back at him. He sighed in relief. Yuji was safe from that harmful man, his grip on the cane loosening. Jin managed to stand up once his father calmed down, still rubbing his sore cheek that had flushed a handprint.
"But still, what makes you think it's acceptable to let the boy near that beast?!" Watsuke began shouting again. Jin tried to hush him, his father already annoyed with him becoming more irritated. The whole village could probably hear the whole drama unfolding, but Jin doesn't want to be embarrassed enough.
"Do you know what that monster is capable of doing to Yuji?! Sukuna would kill him at any moment if he ever felt bored! He could-"
"Am I interrupting something?" A deep voice came from above, all three of them looking up, with Watsuke turning his weak body around. It was Sukuna, Roymen Sukuna. The Lord was here for some reason, all four eyes scanning them with his arms folded. Jin was already paler than rice, Kaori frozen in place along with Watsuke. This was unexpected. Why was he here?
"M-my lord, what brings you here?” Jin nervously stammered, hands curling together as he approached the man. Sukuna’s eyebrow twitched, eyes squinting as if he were annoyed at something Jin had just said.
“Have you already forgotten I was visiting? Did you even read the letter my messenger sent??” Sukuna began to question him, a deep pit forming in Jin’s stomach. He didn't even read everything that was written on the letter. He was too excited when he read that Yuji didn't have to go to the palace for the day. The back of his neck began to moisten, forcing a crooked smile at the man. The lord scoffed in response, rolling his eyes in irritation.
“Grandpa!!” A squeal could be noticed in the distance, a little boy rushing towards the group with his frog against his chest. He crashed against Watsuke, wrapping his small arms around the man, who was delighted to see him. The frog croaked in his hand, fingers wrapping around it so it would bounce away.
“Kuna, what are you doing here? Yuji looked up to see the alpha, standing there with his arms crossed. His arms slowly unwrapped around his grandpa, Watsuke kissing his forehead to make the boy giggle in response to the tickling feeling.
“I came here for a visit, yet it seemed like someone didn't read the letter properly,” The man muttered to answer the omega, his crimson eyes staring intensely at the already embarrassed Jin. Around the corner, Uraume appeared with one of Sukuna’s men holding a large basket that seemed heavy.
All of them made their way into the house, settling down on the low table that wasn't big enough for everyone. The man walked out, not without bowing their head before the screen door shut. Everyone was sitting down. Uraume opens the basket to reach for some wooden boxes, opening them to reveal rice cakes that made the boy’s mouth water. There were many desserts to try. Fruits, nuts, rice cakes and mochi made everyone's stomach churn.
Yuji was the first to snatch a green coloured mochi, shoving it into his mouth to chew on the delicious jelly. The rest chose whatever they wanted, Jin and Kaori enjoying the nuts whilst Uraume took small bites of the juicy plum that made them slurp the excess off their frosted lips. Sukuna didn't eat anything sweet, mostly preferred salty foods. He sipped his cup full of hot tea prepared for him. He stared intensely at the other person on the other side of the table. Watsuke had his eyes on him, glaring visiously as if he were finding the right time to attack the lord. It didn't bother Sukuna. He knows he won't be accepted by anyone here. As long as the boy does, then his desire will be completed.
Sukuna looked down beside him. The pup was happily sitting beside him, eating everything he could see, chubbby cheeks filled with sugary candies that struggled to accommodate the space. He still looked adorable, his friendly frog seated on his lap as his eyes began to shut. Sukuna understood why Watsuke was furious. He too, would have protected his own grandchild if he were just like the little omega.
"Yuji, don't eat too quickly, you'll choke." Kaori tried her best to wipe away her son's powdery lips, eyeing the way he chewed a couple of times before swallowing everything down in one go. Yuji enjoyed the delicious desserts, especially his favourite rice cakes. His focus shifted to his little friend that was sitting above the stretched fabric of his robe, carefully stroking his head with his finger to feel the slimy texture against his fingertips.
"Papa, can I go outside?" He asked, gently cupping the frog into his hands, who seemed to jolt awake from the sudden movements. Jin smiled before nodding, chewing the walnut as he watched his son stumble onto his feet. The boy left, the screen door shutting close. Sukuna felt irritated. There were many scents in the room, but not the one he wanted.
The omega was gone, his peachy scent still lingering next to him, only to slowly fade as his nose breathed in. The belly mouth frowned, the lord sucking his teeth before rising from his seat. No one dared to question where he was going. Watsuke had to bite down on his lips to hold in the aggressive question, fists clenching against his yukuta when he watched the man walk through the same door his grandson went through. Sukuna scanned the fields, eyes sharply catching the little pink-haired figure in the distance.
"Sukuna!" Yuji shouted, waving his arm in the air for the lord to see. Sukuna took his time. He walked towards the omega with his arms crossed, sandals already getting soaked from the rice field water, yet he didn't pay any attention to it. Yuji rushed over with his cupped hands reaching towards the man, slowly revealing the frog he had caught earlier.
"Look! I gave him a hat!" He squealed in excitement. Sukuna looked down. The frog's belly bloated against the palm of the boy's hand, the little leaf resting above its head that the frog didn't pay attention to. The lord thought it was disgusting, seeing his own omega pick up a filthy creature with both of his precious hands, only for it to get dirty and slimy. However, he seemed to enjoy how bright and joyful the pup was from getting dirty. The frog leapt from Yuji's hand, the gripping feet landing on Sukuna's defined abs, which made him scrunch his nose in disgust. Yuji noticed in horror.
"Oh no! Froggie don't do that!” The poor boy panicked, reaching for his little friend, who tried crawling upwards until the small hand grabbed him. Yuji brought it back to his chest, craddling it as if he were a crying infant. The lord stared down to see a wet mark left behind, his lower hand wiping it away in disgust, yet he still didn't scold the boy. The pup must have felt anxious when he got dirty, he wouldn't blame him. No one should ever ruin an elite's clothing, especially not their clean skin.
"Can we go on an adventure? I'll show you the whole village!" Yuji asked with glee, looking up at the man with sparkling eyes that no one could resist. Sukuna nodded, letting the small hand slip in his grasp so he could lead the way. The pup showed him the whole area, as if the lord hadn't been to this place for years. He took his to all the familiar homes of the villages that dared not step outside. The path was still and lifeless, the people sticking their heads out their windows in fear of being spotted by the lord. Sukuna's attention wasn't even on them, only his little omega that led him through a forest full of bamboo plants.
The path was long, with worn-down wooden fences blocking the entry to the line of bamboo that could stretch for miles. Yuji had already let go of Sukuna's hand to hold his fat frog, which seemed to irritate the lord when his eye twitched. The path led to a small temple, one that was too quiet and abandoned. They didn't enter the building. Instead, the boy took a small break, plopping down onto the large flat stones that were fixed onto the ground near the long plants. His knees spread apart, the fabric of his robe stretched to lay the frog on its back. Sukuna lowered himself beside him, the stone surprisingly groaning from the ma's weight.
"Disgusting..." He thought to himself. The boy's hand gleamed with slime, his finger poking the speckled belly that puffed in protest. It made Sukuna shiver, legs shifting to the side to avoid any physical contact with the boy. Yuji noticed the man's frown, raising a brow before smiling.
"Do you want to hold him?" He offered, thrusting the frog forward towards Sukuna, who recoiled back. The lord watched in disgust the way the creature's legs dangled limply, thrashing around strangely.
“I would rather peel off my own skin…” Sukuna muttered. The answer seemed to make the pup upset, his smile dropping before lowering the frog back onto his laps The lord's heart ached. He shouldn't have been so rude to the boy like that, at least politely declined his request without being so harsh about it.
The quietness stretched for too long. They were both bored, Sukuna too busy examining the horizon to think of something, whilst the boy tried finding fun ways to amuse his frog. The bright sunlight kept hitting the poor frog, the small hand trying to block it to keep his friend from drying out.
“My frog is gonna get dry!” Yuji cried out, standing up immediately to desperately look for any puddles to put the frog in. The lord chuckled. The way the pup tried his best to save the frog's life bothered him. Frogs are meant to be crushed underneath sandals, not kept as companions. Yuji looked around the place for something damp and moist to cover the creature in, checking behind the bamboo and inside the temple, which startled him before he even got the chance to step in.
“Let me help,” Sukuna gave an offer that surprised the boy, watching his rush over with his hands covering the frog. The lord opened his hand, letting Yuji place the critter in the bigger palms. Sukuna hated this. He could feel every pulse from the frog's muscles and flesh against his own skin. It was disgusting. Yet he still kept up the act, just for this moment. Yuji sat down right next to the lord, wondering what trick he had up his sleeve, but instead, he felt something slip beneath his robe.
“Lay down for me,” He mumbled, his lower hand brushing against the boy's soft leg. Yuji didn't hesitate, his clothed back pressing against the flat surface of the stone underneath, whilst his cunt pulsed from the recognition. His body knew very well what was about to happen. The man's lower left hand lifted the robe past the plump thighs before letting it rest on top of the quivering belly. The small legs were spread, Sukuna staring down at the smooth cunt that had never seen the sunlight.
The belly mouths smirked from the satisfaction, saliva-coated teeth flashing but never opening for the fat tongue that wanted a taste. Sukuna twisted his torso to do his work properly. His finger gently rubbed the folds, trailing in circles to watch the small toes curl against the geta clattering against the stone. He could already see the slick bleeding out, spreading it around the flushed skin before his finger tip pressed against the twitching ring. Yuji's hips jerked in response. His poor cunt had been waiting all day for this, his syrup-like fluids already leaking out of his whole to prepare itself for the main course.
"Breathe," the lord commanded. Once the boy took in a deep breath, the thick finger plunged through with a thick squelch that made the boy choke out a gasp. The man above him couldn't help but let out a low groan. He always loved the way the walls pulled him further, sucking him in like a newborn trying to find milk. He twisted his wrist, finger curling at that one soft tissue tat made Yuji whimper around the air he forgot how to breathe through. The walls were stretching around him, the fluttering muscles getting used to the shape they've already memorised many times before.
With a wet sound, he withdrew his glistening finger from the clenching hole, watching it wink at him as if it wanted more. His large back felt strained in the uncomfortable position he was in. He lifted his legs over the stone to cross them, back lurching forward to where the boy was. He watched the slick pour out, desperately trying to show the man the needs Yuji needed to feel fulfilled. He didn't neglect him, he could never do that.
"Kuna...?" Yuji whispered, chest heaving with his eyes shut, closed from the sun stinging his vision. Luckily, the boy wouldn't see what the alpha was about to do. He felt something wet against his hole, something too soft and squishy to be a finger. He looked down. noticing both of the smirks that came from Sukuna's body. The frog's nose was pressed against the ring of his twitching hole, his body frozen helplessly in the rough grip that squeezed him.
“N-no!” The boy cried out. His hands were trying to fly towards the man to push him off, the low growl escaping the alpha, making his body submit. It felt weird. The way Sukuna was moving the creature around his cunt made his stomach ache. It was like the man was teasing him, his rough and quick efforts seeming too weak for him to be called the king of curses. Sukuna loved the tiny experiment. Yuji’s body was so used to his normal harsh touch that it had no idea what it felt like to be gently touched. The way his thighs shook, and his belly fluttered, made him wonder what other tests he could put the boy through.
“Hm!!” Yuji let out a high whine, his peach scent intensifying with more slick pouring out. The poor frog was covered in fluid, his hands unable to wipe his sticky eyes clean from being roughly held by the man. The stomach pressed against the hole. Yuji felt the belly bloat against his rim, the creature's guts shifting in a weird way that made his toes curl. He wanted it to stop. Tears were falling down his face, but he couldn't help but enjoy the shocks hitting his womb.
“Good boy, looks like your little friend won't be dying for now," Sukuna muttered smugly, withdrawing the frog away from the clenching hole. The poor creature was covered in slick, blinking too much, whilst it struggled to breathe through its soaked nose. Once the hard fingers around it loosened, its limbs thrashed around as it struggled to leave the grip like a mouse.
"There you go, I told you I could help," The lord chuckled slightly. He held the boy up, his arm wrapping around his shoulders to pull him closer onto his lap. Yuji's back pressed against the rough chest, holding out his hands to receive his soaked little frog. He still felt hot all over, chest expanding for every broken breath he let out, with his cunt still leaking that sweet slick that was around the creature. At least his little friend wouldn't dry out from the sun.
For a while, they just sat there to calm down, Sukuna inhaling his favourite sweet scent of peaches ripening while Yuji tried his best to keep composed to get rid of the weird feeling in his belly. He wiped off the excess fluid from the frog's face, watching it blink slowly whilst making itself comfortable in the palms of the boy. The atmosphere seemed to be calm and warm, the bright sun glowing on their skin, with the light breeze brushing against both cotton hairs. It felt good being here, just the two of them and the silence that brought them peace.
"You need to clean up before we head back," Sukuna announced, standing up straight with Yuji stumbling onto his feet. His poor legs felt weak, he's just thankful that the lord was helping him walk away from the temple that knew their little secret fun. The walk felt like hours for Yuji, his knees bending too quickly like jelly whilst shivering from the feeling of slick sliding down his chubby thighs. Luckily, he got to slow down once they found a lazy rizer right beside the bamboo forest.
Yuji dipped his feet into the liseing water, the freezing feeling making his muscles tense the more he sank through. The little frog in his hand had gotten excited once he heard the sound of the water. It made the boy feel upset having to let go of his friend, watching his limbs go crazy against his hand before unwrapping his fingers around the soft body. He watched it jump into the lake, swimming away as far as he could in a weird way that made the boy giggle for a bit.
There was no one around to see him, no stranger to comment on his body once he rolled up his robe to keep it dry. The water line splashed against his hip, the sudden chill catching his sharp breath when the sloshing wave slapped against his fluttering belly. He tried his best to wash himself, his hand dipping down between his thighs to clean off the sweet fluid stuck to his skin whilst the other clung to the scrunched up fabric so it wouldn't fall.
Sukuna watch the whole time. He seemed to enjoy the sight of the boy trying to clean himself to get rid of any evidence of any intimacy they had. He was thankful the smell of syrup slick was gone, his cocks throbbing annoyingly for that sweet scent that could make any alpha crazy. He watched the boy walk away from the water, the wave line leaving behind crystal droplets on the smooth skin the lord wanted to bite clean. Yuji tried his best to shake off any excess water before dropping the robe above his ankles.
"I'm finished," The boy announced, gently stepping towards the man without seeming too weak. His poor body was trembling from the cold, muscles tense with the fabric of his clothes sticking against his skin. It felt uncomfortable, he didn't want to walk like this. The lord seemed to notice the boy's annoyed expression, rolling his crimson eyes before scooping him into his arms bridal style. The sudden movements made Yuji squeeze, staring up at the man who lifted him up effortlessly as if he were a fallen peach. He didn't mind it though, it was better than having to walk back to the farm without tipping over.
"Oh! Can I have a plum?" Yuji squealed, trying to sit up in the strong arms that wrapped around him to point at a specific tree. Sukuan looked up at the juicy plums that were ready to be picked, deciding what would be best for his omega, who seemed to be hungry. He picked the best one, the rough hand wrapping around a firm, juicy plum the sun had chosen specifically to ripen. He handed it over to the boy, watching him delightfully take it to sink his peach through. The fruit felt heavy against his small hand, the juice already squirting out with the liquid dripping down his chin and hand. It felt sticky against his skin, but he didn't care. This was like a reward for him.
"What do you think you're doing?" A raspy voice cut through the moment like a blade. The two snapped their heads up to see the old man, Watsuke, standing there with a moody expression, his eyes only glaring at the lord, who was getting annoyed already from his behaviour. Yuji was happy to see him, his soaked lips curling upwards with his little teeth popping out.
"We were walking around!" The boy squealed, wiggling around the man's grip from how joyful he felt. He really did miss his grandpa. Watsuke's expression became softer, either from guilt knowing his grandson would be taken away or that he was just glad he was safe with the beast. It didn't seem like Sukuna had hurt the boy, nothing too sour in the peacy scent or any bruises he could see. He's not sure what the lord wanted with the boy, but it would kill him if it were something wicked.
"Why my grandson? Why not any other omegas here? What makes him different from the rest???" Watsuke questioned the man aggressively. Sukuna just stared. The elderly man seemed to be serious with the question, watching him cross his arms with his eyes squinting. Yuji seemed to be interested as well, staring up at the alpha before he could finish the plum in his hand. Sukuna hated this.
"The difference is that I don't have any intentions of killing the boy, unlike the other cocubines I've had, be thankful he's well and still living." The words seemed to hit the two like lightning. Watsuke froze from pure shock at the mention of death, his scent going still and bitter whilst his brain tried to think of his next move. The lord walked away, leaving the elder to stand there with no words as he made his way back to the farmhouse. Yuji seemed to be tense in his arms. He couldn't finish his dripping plum anymore, trying his best to avoid eye contact with the man who could have killed him all those days ago.
"I'm not going to kill you, brat. You’re my bride after all, making sure you have all the gold and gems you could ever ask for." Sukuna muttered, looking down to see if the omega had at least become calmer. From the looks of it, Yuji had become more relieved, biting down on his fruit again whilst giving little kicks to his feet that dangled off the buff arm. The farmhouse was right ahead in the distance, Jin and Kaori were outside to enjoy the settling weather and have a little conversation before they spotted their son in the alpha’s arms.
“Tomorrow he will be back at the palace, in the same conditions as before.” He muttered, putting the boy down smoothly so he wouldn't fall. He watched him walk over to his mother, letting his arms wrap around his body back for a warm embrace. Uraume emerged from the home, carrying the now-empty sack to get ready for the departure. With one bow from the beta, Sukuna began walking away. It was already getting dark, watching the sun settle yet also staring at the little head that popped out from the side of Kaori’s body.
The carriage was already waiting for him, the wood groaning from the hefty weight the lord carried. Once Uraume was seated, the carriage moved forward, wheels grinding against the gravel to head for the palace. Sukuna already felt lonely. The peachy fragrance was still around the cloth of his clothes, but the boy wasn't here. It was annoying. He couldn’t want to preserve the boy all to himself.
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“Jin, you need to leave this place and hide Yuji,” Watsuke muttered calmly, staring at his son who only gave an upset expression from the comment.
“Father, I've already told you there's nothing I can do-”
“You bastard! You rather submit than be a man!” the elder snapped, the wooden cane hitting against the mat they both stood on. He wouldn't listen to the excuses Jin gave. He had to protect his grandson from the monster that could crush him. The poor boy would just end up like all the other coubines he had bought from struggling families, now the situation was similar.
In the corner of the room, Kaori was helping the boy into the new kimono, the deep brown fabric making the repeating orange waves stand out like finding gold above the rich soil. It wasn't Yuji’s taste, but he didn't complain. He didn't want to be seen as greedy to the lord. After all, Yuji was just an average peasant who got lucky enough to be surrounded by the lord’s wealth.
The sight made Watsuke bitter. His poor nephew was being given the best life he could ever have for his final moments before being killed. Yet it didn't make sense for him. He’s witnessed the village omega being taken but never brought back. And somehow his grandson was still here, still breathing and walking with a smile on his adorable face.
“Father please trust him this once, he might have changed for Yuji,” Jin tried his best to persuade his father, only to revive a low scoff from the old man. Watsuke wasn't buying it. The lord was over 1,000 years old and somehow began to change, impossible.
As long as Yuji was happy to be around him with no harm, then there's nothing for him to worry about. He’s just praying Sukuna doesn't land a finger on his grandson’s skin, making him bleed and cry from the pain and suffering he would eventually experience in the palace.
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