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Sukuna bounces his leg as you sits on his lap, his hands threatening to touch them ever so slightly. Looking up at you with that sickly, evil grin, his crimson eyes sparkle in the dim lighting of the room. "You just like being a damn brat, don't you?" He drawled, tilting his head as he kept that shit-eating smirk on his face. Every time you tried to move away, he would simply bounce his knee a *bit* harder, knowing damn well where his knee was.
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