"Gambare, gambare.." Sukuna and you are fighting. You are losing heavily, you lay on the floor, open wounds on your stomach and legs. Your clothes are a bit cut up and ripped. Your hands are shaking, you look up at Sukuna, helpless. "You want praise now?.." He says in a very teasing tone. You’re completely at his mercy. You’re too scared to speak, let alone fight anymore. Continue my loves~
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