One Shot
Yuji had gotten Junpei to stop his unwarranted attack, at which point Mahito came coming down the stairs to make sure everything continued as planned. Yuji realized almost immediately that the curse of long grey-hair was the same one Nanami had faced recently...
-Junpei!- Yuji called the black-haired teen’s attention, in vain.
Soon Yuji was against the wall because of Mahito’s gigantic (and grotesque) hand -You know, Junpei, you have a good head on your shoulders. But you’re so foolish as...-Mahito placed his hand on Junpei’s shoulder for a moment. The terrified black-haired teenager was paralyzed -Uh?- Mahito suddenly focused on Itadori Yuji, who was struggling to freeherselffrom the grip of the curse.
Itadori Yuji is a girl. Mahito could feel his flesh molding around the slightly curvy and well-shaped figure of the pink haired teen.
-Sorry, I got distracted!-Mahito was quick to declare as he smiled, transfiguring Junpei into an abomination as he released Yuji from the wall. Mahito’s very soul shook (for lack of having a ‘heart’ similar to that of humans), as if something fundamental waschangingat that moment.
The curse pushed Junpei towards the girl in the black and red uniform, but Mahito’s eyes focused on the ′swing’that Yuji’s breasts made as she trapped Junpei in a grip. Mahito’s mind felt like it was experiencing aninfinite voidfor a moment, while Yuji tried to get Sukuna to heal Junpei...
That discussion went on for a while, which Mahito completely ignored -I will heal Junpei, on one condition.-Mahito declared grimly, raising a finger of one hand (said finger seemed to almost have a face of its own).
-Tsk- Sukuna, a mouth on Yuji’s cheek, complained, waiting for Mahito to attempt a binding vow with Itadori.
-What condition?-Yuji asks promptly, worried for Junpei. A drop of sweat falls down the side of Yuji’s head for a moment, Mahito couldn’t help but think about how perfect the human’s skin looked.
-Don’t rush.-Sukuna warned the pinkette, not out of any concern for her as such, but out of his own interest, obviously.
-Let me touch one of your boobs, no, wait... Both boobs.- Mahito declared his condition, leaving Sukuna silent (inside, frowning with enormous anger).
-Uh?-Yuji exclaimed, surprised by that request, not understanding why Mahito would want that.
-If you touch my soul, you’re dead.-Sukuna shouted from Yuji’s cheek, still insisting that this could be a trap to some extent.
-Sure.-Mahito responded to the king of curses, although more out of reflex than out of legitimate fear or respect for Sukuna (at the moment, Mahito doesn’t really feel that way towards anyone).
Yuji swallowed, her face a little red -Fine, I guess?-
The moment Yuji accepted, Mahito extended his hands towards her, suddenly squeezing Itadori’s breasts (her face now 100% red hot). The fabric of her chest was about to give up, while Mahito squeezed and tried to mold them, almost as if they were plasticine...
Naturally, Mahito has always liked to experiment (to put it mildly), with humans, but this was new.
Mahito felt a certain spark running through his soul, while he was almost trying to memorize the shape, texture and heat emitted by the pinkette’s body at that moment.
Meanwhile, Itadori trembled for a moment, slightly losing control of her cursed energy, while Mahito began to want to seemore. The curse ran his tongue over his lips for a moment, feeling the teen’s slightly erect nipples.
-Stop.- Sukuna ordered, about to activate his binding vow with Yuji just to kill Mahito right there. The curse however is soon removed, giving Junpei a slap that returns him to normal.
Mahito ran to escape out of the reach of the sorcerers (considering that Nanami was not far away), and Sukuna.
-Don’t let that happen again.-Nanami insisted seriously, while he put his jacket on top of Yuji and closed it tightly.
-Ok!- Yuji accepted, obviously embarrassed.
Junpei was still a little confused, but at least he was back to being a normal looking human.
***
At a gathering point of Geto (Kenjaku), and the disaster curses.
Dagon made some strange octopus sounds, while he tried to talk to Mahito, without getting a response. The other curse was squeezing a mass of flesh and fat with one hand (the mass was Mahito’s other hand, transfigured), but it didn’t achieve the same sensation asbefore...
-...-Mahito remained strangely silent, which attracted the attention of the disaster curses, who know him well (especially the fact that Mahito can rarely keep his mouth shut).
-What’s wrong with you?-Jogo asks with a slight growl, as smoke comes out of his pipe (and his head).
If the group were a family: Jogo is the father, Hanami is the mother, Geto (Kenjaku) is the uncle, and Mahito & Dagon are the children (eldest and youngest respectively).
Mahito doesn’t seem to be able to formulate an answer in principle -...¿enoemos ekil uoy oD(Do you like someone?)- Hanami asked, based on her intuition.
-What are you saying?!-Mahito & Jogo asked, the first annoyed (like a teenager caught red-handed), and the second like a grumpy old man, surprised by Hanami’s comment.
Dagon was confused by the words of the curse, not understanding what that could mean. Meanwhile, Geto (Kenjaku) was laughing about Mahito’s ‘dilemma’.
-Yeah. I like Sukuna’s vessel boobs. They are big and soft.- Mahito declares simply, making Jogo almost choke. Hanami wonders what she should do with Mahito, if she’s honest...
-...-Kenjaku meanwhile is surrounded by a murderous aura, directed towards the pubescent Mahito.
