Finis Chaldea

[Bloodedge]

And so, Ishtar carried on with her explanation of events to come. Much to Sukuna's chagrin, it didn't come before that shrill, annoying laughter of the green-haired goddess, as well as a rather weak and repeated insult. Either way, Sukuna kept an ear open for her words. Several points were made, and to his surprise... most of them were half right. "Eh? That's more accurate than I thought it would be," he said in a minor state of shock. Of course, Ishtar was only about 50% accurate. A small amount of clarification would be given as he counted off points using his fingers, though it would sound more like repeating than he intended.

"Defiled body, made to cry, broken, used and never good for anyone else... Yeah, that's a lot more accuracy than I expected. Good job, brat," he said of Ishtar's assertion. She may have been very wrong about a few things in there, but the gist was almost there. As for Kur being signed up for a rape, well... he supposed she was right about that as well. "Keh! I guess she did, huh? I didn't even have the word in mind, but that makes it even better, doesn't it?" Sukuna was more elated than ever. He was the Demon Lord of Obscenity, after all. Curses came from him originally, but in reality, all things taboo were linked to him. Rape was far from concerning to someone like Sukuna. In fact, he heard that statement from Kur and met it with a wider, sicker smile. "Did you think I was inspecting all of you for nothing?" he wondered. Another swipe took more of Kur's dress, exposing the whole of her legs. He hadn't quite reached the crotch, but there was purpose in that. "Maybe if you put on a good enough show, I'll be nice and do you a favor. You had some good moves earlier, so show me those 'panties' you were talking about~"

[Apollymi]

For a moment, Kur thought there might have been some modicum of falsity in the speech of Ishtar. She wasn't the brightest star in the sky, it was possible she was misinterpreting what was happening here. But no, Sukuna rather vaguely agreed that she'd hit most of the points of this supposed 'torment' or 'torture' as Ishtar called it. "Eh?!" that was it. There was too much shock in Kur's soul right now for her go through all her thoughts and try to make sense of this. She was in a stark bit of panic which was only heightened by that mana she'd already received. She didn't need to be this afraid. She'd never done anything to deserve this much malice being turned towards her.

Lucky for Kur she got an itemized list, to be defiled, made to cry, broken, used, and never good for anyone else? Hadn't she experienced enough? She'd been the lone ruler of the underworld for millennia. Even when she did appear in other places people never talked to her, the only company she ever managed to keep was children and she needed to experience this level of harm. All the while, Ishtar beamed seemingly pleased that she'd been right, and she still had blood in her mouth. "Hmph, of course!" she stated triumphantly. "You were born a runt who dared to be in my way!" this was the last of her statements about Kur. And still Kur looked down at her with utter disgust. Between fear of what this man would do to her and her abject disgust at Ishtar she was sure her head would explode. "So, everybody is happy, except me. That's the point, got it." Kur should have been more defeated than she was... but at this point she wasn't even sure why she expected anything. She still couldn't think clearly enough to piece this whole situation together, but she'd already decided she wouldn't simply flee to avoid any potential problems in the world. Was she really about to sacrifice her own body right now to avoid whatever dumb thing Ishtar would want if she ran first? Yes.

Sukuna went on to question why she thought he'd been inspecting everyone. "Models for your statue making hobby?" that was another snarky set of words. More of her dress was torn away but it wasn't enough to leave her exposed truly. But here and now, there was another request as it were, one oddly not forced by a particular cursed order. "Really? Fine... Fine..." she questioned. He wanted to see her panties and if she made it entertaining enough he'd do her a favor? What kind of favor... at this point there was nothing to lose so she supposed she'd show him. He liked how flexible she was, perhaps he would enjoy seeing that in a different manner. How? Well, she bent over at the waist her chest falling forward a bit still facing and then she took hold of her left ankle. Since her dress had basically been shredded and she was barefoot, she had no problem gaining the proper balance, and there was nothing to stop her from lifting her right leg into the air as she stood up straight. That little sliver of skirt would lift as her leg did, showing in the moment, a pair of black and red lace panties, which were strings at the side. She then spun on her foot spinning around to the back so in the moment he'd get a full circle view of the part of her rear that was exposed because the cut of those panties was what people called 'thongs'. After making the full rotation, showing full curve of shapely legs, rear and even her privates, she stopped and lowered her leg gracefully. She'd go on to remove them from her own hips as her dress fell back into place once she was done she slipped them over her ankles and stood up straight holding them in front of herself. "There, that's what they look like..." she muttered. Ah but her face was frighteningly red. She was also not making eye contact with anyone. All the while Ishtar was annoyed. She could definitely do something like that... it wasn't special enough to be entertaining. Kur was underdeveloped by comparison it couldn't have been interesting to look at her butt or privates just because of some panties. The idea was impossible. It wouldn't save her.

[Bloodedge]

Sukuna offered Kur a single bit of reprieve. If she entertained him, he would grant her a single wish. Though she seemed so very defeated to have given up on almost everything ahead of her, the Goddess of Death agreed... after a snarky rebuttal about his earlier inspections, which made Sukuna snicker. "Is that a deal?" he asked. This would be the second moment he proposed the infamous deal with a devil. Alas, there were more important things occurring than any old agreement.

Kur didn't offer some simple show at all. She began with something that seemed entirely unrelated, bending at the waist and grabbing one of her ankles. How was that supposed to accomplish the goal? Oh. Only a few seconds later, it became clear how. With that ankle held, her other leg rose straight into the air, making full use of the flexibility she exemplified earlier and unveiling those undergarments. Oh, but that wasn't all this little maneuver showed. Sukuna had a full view of Kur's undercarriage, legs and, after a quick turn, the surprisingly uncovered flesh of her ass. Sukuna had four eyes, and all four widened over the course of that showing. Whatever this thong thing was, he liked it. Most importantly though, thoughts of how he would eventually be contorting this one rushed through his mind with no end in sight. "Ehehe~" Sukuna chuckled, somewhat creepily. Then... then came a real treat. Kur righted herself, removing those undergarments while her dress' remains fell back into place. What a tease; he just barely missed something else he was keen to see. Oh well; he did get to see Kur's embarrassment as she held out that recently-removed pair of panties. "Sdid af czek." Cursed Speech was once again utilized with the command 'look at me' aimed at Kur. More and more, she was assuring a very specific outcome to this meeting. Only when her gaze was set on Sukuna's grinning face would he speak again. "That was pretty good. If you want to strike a deal though, you need a condition. I'm a demon of my word, you know?"

[Apollymi]

"Yes..." It was a deal. If she could find reprieve today it might be worth it. And who knew maybe this could go better for her than she initially expected. Whatever the case her little maneuver was finished and she was content not to look directly at anyone, until she wasn't. Another one of those cursed set of words came from him and after hearing them Kur was compelled to turn her reddened face towards him and look upon the creepy visage. She'd seen one with similar intent in it before, and it belonged to Enki, but somehow it was both more and less frightening in this moment. Still she was holding those panties and now she was looking at this man and she still couldn't make heads or tails of this situation.

She'd been signed up for a rape, but here he was offering her a deal. He claimed that she'd done pretty well and what she needed to strike a deal with him was a condition. She interpreted that to mean she had to figure out what she wanted. What did Kur actually want? Technically she wanted right just now for this day to end without her rape. But he'd also just said he was a demon of his word, so he probably intended to continue his torture of her regardless. Actually, he'd said something about that earlier... what was it? Her head was still a bit too cloudy, she couldn't quite recall it right now. And it wouldn't help that all she could hear was the huffy breathing of Ishtar as she didn't like being ignored and was currently feeling like the downtime in this torture was too high. "Ugh, it's a deal with a demon not an oath... it doesn't take this long," she let out in exasperation. "Not taking advice from someone who doesn't understand the concept of a Reverse Curse Technique by name alone," that was a snarky reply but the truth of the matter. "That nasty attitude of yours is exactly why you'll get what's coming to you!" that was it from Ishtar soon after, she huffed. She knew there was no way for anyone to get out of an arrangement like this. It wasn't like she was Nerys and she would come to like it just because she was a pervert to start with. No, the ruining of Kur as an individual was guaranteed to work!

A laugh came from Kur after a moment. Imagine someone who signed someone up for a traumatizing experience like a rape, complaining about that person's attitude. The lack of self-awareness was quite frankly disturbing. "Hm, I am assuming I can't just ask you not to do this whole thing as it seems like some sort of contradiction. So, I guess, I'll take your favorite bone for my collection, in exchange for showing you my panties." she said. Her reasoning was rather simple, she'd aim to keep her soul calm after all this was over, by going home and making something of the presented item. Then today wouldn't be a totally bad day for her, and she didn't have to worry about getting caught up in any long term ramifications. A simple request that would help her later when she could be at peace in exchange for knowing she was about to be traumatized in some way. At her request Ishtar laughed. "And you think I'm stupid you could have at least asked him to go easy on you, or something dumb like that..." she proclaimed. So quick to put down another's ideals and such that Kur was quite certain this woman never thought of any but the moment she was in.

[Bloodedge]

To his credit, Sukuna waited patiently while the goddess came up with a condition for the offered binding vow. She had all the time in the world to produce an answer; he didn't particularly care how long they stood here. It did matter to Ishtar, though. Why she even thought to have a say in the matter, Sukuna didn't know. No matter; the exchange between her and Kur was too short-lived to become a proper annoyance. It didn't take too long at all for Kur to think of a condition, and...

Oh, she couldn't have made a better offer if she knew exactly what was going on here! To demand his favorite bone in exchange for showing her panties, she may as well have given wedding vows right then and there. How many times would Sukuna's grin grow this day? Apparently, it would happen at least once more. "Kehehehaha!" he bellowed. Once again, he'd be a little old-fashioned. Sukuna offered his right hand, which bled from its palm just as it did before. The fingers of that hand twitched a few times, as if to beckon Kur hastily. "Deal! You show me panties, I give you the best bone I've got. If you don't love it, I'll get another one!" he offered to sweeten the deal. Conventionally, binding vows between two people required something beneficial to both parties. Sukuna had such in-depth knowledge of them, he could exploit the rules almost on a whim... but this one would be a true and proper exchange, whether Kur knew it or not. "Now let me ask you something. You like big bones, or small bones?"

[Apollymi]

To his credit Sukuna wasn't rushing Kur at all. She was allowed to think fully through her wish, minus the minor interruption by Ishtar. Of course, she was quite surprised by the amount of enthusiasm shown by this demon when she stated what she wanted. She was beginning to believe they could have gotten along pretty regularly if not for this strange turn of events happening. She could have almost smiled at the sweetened deal if she wasn't still internally struggling with the current way things were going. He even laughed again, with all this happening one would think this wasn't a rape negotiation but instead just a random conversation between friends. Kur didn't have a lot of those... she probably would have befriended this man, since he didn't seem to be off put by the whole bone collecting thing. "Alright then..." she said looking down at his beckoning fingers and extending her own hand into his. It was a soft gesture but she prepared herself for the pain of this blood contract while Ishtar huffed in disgust. 'Bunch of weirdos, excited about a bone collection. It's not like I'll be letting him wander off to visit her if she doesn't like whatever bone he pulls from his collection,' Ishtar was sure she could keep this demon busy enough that Kur could never have a friend either. No, she'd be left alone and wallowing in her little kingdom, the one she'd stopped her from claiming before... all of this could have been easy but she chose to stand against her. First by being born, then by trying to get a man who should have belonged to her, then by standing up to her when she tried to take the underworld back... yes she deserved all of this and much more.

Then, while such a deal was being struck, Kur was asked her preference on bones. Now, as far as she was concerned this was a fairly reasonable question for one who collected bones. "Hm, well I kind of like all of them. But I think out of context big bones are better to look at. But not like 'I don't know how this exists' big, but more like 'Wow, that's unique' big... I don't know if that makes sense," she confessed, seeming a little bit sheepish. That was something that didn't seem to change, even in a panic she seemed almost nervous for just the regular conversation. More or less she was saying she didn't want to see like monster bones when thinking about bone structure but instead just proportionate bones that told a story.

[Bloodedge]

Kur's hand extended to reach Sukuna's own. The prick to her palm was immediate, just before their hands met. She had no clue what she was really signing up for, did she? No, she didn't. When she answered his question about 'bones' in the awkward way she did, Kur continued to be ignorant of implications. She claimed to like all bones. Larger bones were preferred, but only if they weren't so monstrous as to be seen as impossible.

As their blood mixed, Sukuna gave this some consideration. He wasn't quite sure what counted as impossible in this world, and he didn't care to check either. Besides... if he wound up in the more ridiculous situation upon reveal, would that not make things that much better? Time and Kur's observation would tell. "It makes sense. I don't know; I don't spend my time comparing my bone's size to other people's. But, we'll see how it fits in your collection, huh?" In that moment, Sukuna's twisted smile returned in full force. Another twitch of two fingers shredded away his own clothes, baring the whole of his heavily-muscled form beneath that plain robe. Of course, attention was to be brought to the 'bone' he offered. He wasn't sure what counted as monstrous in this world, but... what he revealed was something that dangled, as if it were some tail of meat affixed to the front of his body. The markings present on his form appeared upon it, and it seemed to pulse an ominous aura as it swelled and hardened, bit by bit. Not quite firm enough to be considered erect, yet it still boasted girth akin to Sukuna's own forearm. "Your collection doesn't look so big though," he said while inspecting Kur's body once more. "So... I guess I'll have to try squeezing it in everywhere I can fit to get a good measure of it."

[Apollymi]

Kur was truly clueless about what she was signing up for, but that wasn't exactly her fault. Beyond the fact that her first mana transfer ever left her in a state which had her befuddled without anything else being added. Beyond that she was still rather concerned about her impending defiling so why would she? Why would she be able to think at all about anything? Of course, there were more things to further confuse her. After the injury to her hand, she was left with a wound in the center of her palm. She probably should have been a bit more concerned with the Reverse Curse Technique previously mentioned. She gave a bit of concentration to her palm. She was an entity of death, but in reversing that sort of thing, she watched as the wound to her hand began to close with the idea of a word like 'restore'. Sure it was in common but it seemed to have about the same amount of effectiveness as her Penance enforcing stare. Whatever the case, Sukuna claimed that they would see how his bone fit into her collection, considering he wasn't the type to compare his to others. "I'm sure it will be fine, Reverse Curse Technique is an interesting thing..." she said holding up the palm of her hand for him to see.

Moving on, there was something else happening soon after. And that was the shredding of Sukuna's clothing. Kur was soon met with the bare form of an incredibly muscled and tattooed adult male. Her eyes widened and that hand she'd been showing soon went to cover her eyes. But... her gaze had already traveled far too low. She'd seen it. That massive thing he would have called his cock. What was she supposed to do with that? Oh. She was done. "Wait... wait wait... what kind of conversation did you think we were having just now?!" she questioned. That hand over her face was blocking one eye but she was still peeking with the other. The extreme redness of her face having reached near fever pitch in a single moment. He couldn't be serious about putting something like that inside of her, right?

While this happened Ishtar could only laugh. So that was his great plan was it? He was instilling as much fear as possible by playing along with the childishness of Kur just waiting to unveil what was likely one of the best pieces of meat she'd laid her eyes on in quite a while. "He didn't mean bones he meant boner! Ohohohoho!~" that laugh and all of what was going on just made Kur snap again. She knew Ishtar far too well and the instinctual response happened because of it. "We both know you didn't know that... you would have been bragging about it earlier if you did!" and just like that the panic returned to Kur's soul. She'd been rather brave about this whole rape situation, but actually confronted with the thing that was supposed to fit inside her, even knowing that it could if she allowed it to, didn't help calm her down. Still a scoff from Ishtar, "Something like that is gonna destroy you, and then I will enjoy it~ It'll be even better seeing for myself that you couldn't actually handle it first... that one's even better than Gugalanna!~" she teased in her most annoying tone.

[Bloodedge]

Prior to his grand unveiling, Sukuna witnessed Kur showing her capacity for curses yet again. Unlike Ishtar, she would not be leaving an injury of Sukuna's creation alone. She restored her own hand, and he felt, even saw the curse energy moving backwards from the point of injury. Once more, she was proving her capacity and how great a choice he'd made. "Kehehe! Isn't it? Nothing's better than a good curse~" he mused. Sukuna wouldn't say, but he was rather looking forward to the moment Kur further expanded her knowledge and ability to utilize curses. Mortals had been trying to mimic his techniques for eons, but this particular goddess was showing the potential to use them properly.

When Sukuna bore his tool for all to see, Kur did her best to cover her eyes in embarrassment. Sadly, she could not hide the fact that one eye remained open and watching the very thing she would soon become intimately acquainted with. She wondered what sort of conversation he thought they were having. Was it not clear? Well, it could be soon. "We were having the conversation I wanted us to have: the one that ends with this being in you. Every hole you've got, every part of your body, is about to be my plaything. Were you expecting a real bone?" Sukuna was once again entertained beyond reason. Even so, his clarification would come with something of a life lesson. Ishtar was being an annoyance again, but she wasn't wrong; he never intended to offer Kur a literal bone for her literal collection. "Careful making deals with devils. Even if you make the right deal, you're never gonna get what you expect. It's a dangerous thing~" he explained.

In the very next moment, Sukuna's fingers twitched once more. What remained of Kur's dress was to be shredded in a very fine manner, thread by thread from bottom to top. "Now, where was I?" he continued while the slow shredding took place. He thought to leave a bit of time, all to let any residual dread set in and fester while Kur was stripped bare. "So, ready yet? It's about time I started ruining you forever. I'll give fair warning. By the time I'm done, nobody will even be able to recognize you~"

[Apollymi]

Kur had shown her use of his magic as an innocent reaction. She'd been doing stuff like that since she was a child. It only made sense to show someone whose techniques you were borrowing, how you were using them. Why did she have such a reflex? She didn't know just yet, but she also wasn't sure it would matter at all in the long run. Besides he seemed so pleased by her progress... well she took it as him being pleased. As far as she realized he'd not called her dumb or stupid or had any negative commentary to offer the use of his techniques by her.

But like all things that innocent moment came crashing to a halt, mostly because he'd stripped his clothes off and was sitting in front of her naked. She'd tried looking away but she couldn't really. While she looked at his manhood through the blinds of her fingers, she found herself panicking once more. She'd thought this would be the sort of thing that would be terrible but then she could forget about it. She also figured she might like it, not the forced part but the sex itself. There was no way for her to reconcile this at all... and it was made exceedingly clear by Sukuna that he fully intended to place this bone of his within her body. "Well yes, we talked about them before... my wish was pretty clear... but I'll blame my fuzzy head for not thinking about it more, still...." she gave it a bit of thought. She had no one to blame for this but herself. A life lesson was being applied to this thing as well. Apparently these kinds of deals were just not meant to work out for the person making them. That was a bit of solace right. If she was being paid this kind of problematic experience, surely Ishtar would receive her comeuppance too. That would make it a bit better. Yes... that was probably something that would make her feel better later...

Ishtar's words were something she could have went without hearing. She'd been a bit scared of the idea of Gugalanna even while having only a base understanding of sex. Here and now she was going to be traumatized by an experience, not simply romanced into one... why? Why? More horrendous laughter would come from Ishtar, as she didn't even register the life lesson of Devil Deals, as she was too busy enjoying the suffering of Kur. "Ohohohoho!~" she laughed at this girl's fear. This was exactly what she deserved. Kur for her part in this, had her clothing shredded thread by thread, and though she'd thought she'd be able to stand firm on this, it was happening a bit too rapidly for her to feel anything other than frightened. "Wait wait... I can't I really don't even know your name... I can't turn into her just letting anyone do random stuff to me..." she blurted out one more snarky comment. Then she turned as the last thread fell, she just needed a bit of space, she was panicking. This was too much. And... she wasn't going anywhere. The last time she'd been even remotely afraid she'd been claimed by the underworld. Was she really so outclassed here? Was this really going to happen? A single tear slipped down her face, she couldn't control it... she didn't like this feeling, she likened it to mortal dread. All the while the fullness of her backside was facing Sukuna. She really couldn't watch this happen... it was far too frightening.

[Bloodedge]

Fear was settling in the mind of Kur. Sukuna had not yet experienced a single moment which he didn't enjoy to the fullest. Kur cowered before her immediate future upon seeing the reality of it for herself. Now Sukuna could consider this approach satisfying. Kur cowered, and his rod only grew as a result of seeing that terror take hold of her. He was so high on the rush of this moment, he didn't even register Ishtar's ridiculous laughter this time. "Oh?~" he muttered as she turned around, having none of that dress remaining to cover her flesh.

What exactly was turning away from him supposed to do? The only thing she managed to do was show her ass again, literally. Of course, that only meant Sukuna had a target to focus on; he knew from earlier she was hiding a very appealing lump of meat under all that fabric. As such, he began stepping forward, ever so slowly as if still letting it all sink in. Kur complained about not knowing his name, saying she couldn't turn into someone like Ishtar by letting random individuals do random things to her. "Kehahaha! If you can't turn into that, then don't? What, are you pitiful enough to just be taken advantage of by anyone? If you're that pathetic, you should consider yourself lucky I got to you when I did~" he teased. One additional step placed Sukuna within striking range of Kur's rear, and with that, he recalled an earlier mention of his 'sudden' and 'stingy' slap. Her backside was covered then, so what would she think now? He was going to find out. From just behind Kur and a little to the left, Sukuna lifted his own cock using his left hand. In doing so, it would become exposed, visible to Kur not far from her left hip. At the same time, Sukuna's right hand delivered a mighty slap to her uncovered buttocks. It may not have been as rough as what he'd done to Ishtar before, but it was also not so gentle as what he'd done to Kur just before that. "I asked you a question. Look at it. Isn't it exciting that you're gonna be destroyed by this?"

[Apollymi]

Kur's fear also made her mostly immune to Ishtar's taunts. It was hard to concentrate on an annoyance when something a threat was imminent. Besides that she had the most ominous feeling that he was approaching her rear. She couldn't defend herself from him, not really. If it'd been possible she likely would have already disappeared from this spot. But she hadn't, even her own failsafe seemed to have failed her this day. All the while that looming shadow of a man was approaching her now and with that knowledge another tear fell from her eyes. How could she not cry out her terror? The only thing saving her from actually sobbing was her lack of speech in the moment. Ah, but he claimed she shouldn't be that pitiful and that she could just not become like that. He also didn't actually tell her his name. What was she just supposed to fear some nameless demon forever?! He claimed she was lucky he'd gotten to her when he did? How? How was it lucky she'd encountered what was likely the only being on this planet she couldn't just send immediately for judgement in the underworld. "Lucky to encounter the only being who could threaten me like this on the world, that's not luck!" she wasn't sobbing but those tears had started to stream down her face.

And just a moment later that looming shadow was so close, he demanded she look and her gaze almost mechanically moved towards what had appeared in the corner of her eye. She was too afraid. Her mind was far too panicked and now she was looking at that massive monster previously hidden from view and being asked one of the most ridiculous questions ever. She'd not answered him before? She was supposed to be keeping track of his questions? Then a hand came down upon her rear at a moment so unexpected she yelped. It was a sound that could have been interpreted as pain, but her body didn't say it was... not completely. She definitely felt like her cheeks were probably reddened but it wasn't as if she'd been properly injured or anything. Actually, wasn't rape usually way more violent than this, why had he only slapped her rear? It was harder than before but... it still wasn't terrible. Was this ruin? Was she already being defiled? "No. No it's not exciting, I'm fucking terrified!" what an honest statement made by the lass. The only man in the world who could hurt her, was planning to do exactly that... and for what, because Ishtar wanted her to suffer for nothing and saw an opportunity to make that happen.

What of Ishtar though? She was enjoying the show actually. The moment tears started streaming down Kur's face she became elated. It was about time someone made that high and mighty runt fall off her high horse. "It isn't even in yet, wait until he's giving you something to cry for!!" she goaded her younger sister. It was so malicious. Kur had never done anything wrong to anyone. Everything Ishtar had gotten as from her sister that was negative was deserved and accounted for by the green haired goddess' actions. She was laughing now though, that annoying and shrill laugh and enjoying the sheer terror that Kur was giving off.

[Bloodedge]

From his current position, Sukuna was able to view Kur's face from the left side. Ah, she was crying already. He'd promised as much, but even he didn't anticipate it so soon; that was something he expected after some form of penetration. She couldn't even comprehend why she was so very lucky to meet him this day, to be chosen for this treatment. A simple slap on the ass made her yelp, and a simple question had her exclaiming how terrified she was. It was after that admission that Sukuna's left hand rose to the goddess' face. He grabbed her just as he'd done earlier, but not for the sake of forcing a tongue into her mouth; he did it to tilt her face toward his. Such a rare opportunity this was for Sukuna─ he couldn't resist licking that tear trail from her face, stopping just under the eye. Once there, the toothy grin of Sukuna was flashed as directly as it could be. "You're terrified, huh?"

Sukuna, the Demon Lord of Obscenity. Nearly all things terrible could be linked to him at some point in this world's history. To terrify a goddess that he would soon be ravaging was... riveting! "... Good. Don't worry, though. You won't have time to be terrified soon~" What did Sukuna mean by this? Well, Kur would eventually be feeling more things than a single person ever should. "Gtev," he said directly to Kur for the first time this day. She'd been able to receive a direct, albeit small mana transfer from him; it was time she got a bit more. To accomplish this, he would first bring her to her knees and step around to her fore, dangling his rod over her head. Only then would he have something else to say. "Jehnyl vensh revr." Despite what he'd been telling Ishtar earlier, full statements were applicable to Cursed Speech. In this case, he demanded that Kur open her mouth, which remained a very basic application. Was he telling the truth about accomplishing many things with a single curse? Of course he was, but that was neither here nor there.

[Apollymi]

Kur was in a state of panic which left her mind way too occupied to properly function. The fact that this was happening, actually happening to her when she'd never harmed anyone was almost unfathomable. This world wasn't kind to kind people, but it hadn't been particularly kind to her to start with. Now there was once again a hand on her face tilting her face backward this time, not just forcing mana into her body. Why? So that Sukuna could lick the tears off her face. He also grinned at her... what was that all about? She'd not realized she'd done anything to deserve anything resembling such malicious intent. "Yes." Kur answered simply water still streaming from her eyes. What else was she supposed to say? Well, she'd definitely answer any question she could, lest she end up in an even more dangerous position.

But what was this? He claimed she soon wouldn't have time to be terrified? How was that supposed to calm her down? It absolutely did no such thing. For all she knew he was planning to murder her and have sex with her corpse so her sister could laugh at her and claim her underworld for herself. She didn't even have time to consider it. She was given an order directly, one of few she'd experienced all day... and it made her sink to her knees. Though she really didn't want to, why would she? Being abused by some random man she didn't even know wasn't on her list of objectives for any day. What was more his manhood was over her head and not doing anything to reduce the amount of fear she felt. Yes, she knew it wouldn't kill her to take a penis of any size, but that didn't mean it wouldn't hurt her mentally. A phrase in that Cursed Speech had a different effect this time. Kur's mouth opened which was not doing anything for her mental state at all. He was really about to do something like that? As her lips parted they were pink an gently moistened mostly by her own tears, the most natural opening of her mouth led to her tongue gently peeking out. She had to prepare herself, she closed her eyes maybe it'd be over soon?

All the while, Ishtar looked nearly giddy. It was about time someone put the runt of the litter in her place. And here she was, now on her knees with a giant cock over her head ready to have her mouth violated with no way to stop it. "Ohohoho!~ You're gonna get choked until you pass out, runt!" exclaimed the green haired goddess. At such commentary Kur's eyes opened and widened. What was wrong with her, truly? Why did watching her little sister receive what had to be the most terrible torture imaginable to any woman, make her happy? There was truly no logic behind it. She was literally gleeful at the sight of someone else's pain and distress, how was this ever the person to be in charge of the concept of love? How?

[Bloodedge]

What a shame; Sukuna was able to hear the green-haired one again. In this case however, her phrasing wasn't an annoyance. As Kur knelt before him with her mouth open, tongue slightly protruding and supple lips moistened and ready to receive him, he saw multiple potentials based on Ishtar's speech. He could choke her until she blacked out, and that would be quite entertaining indeed. Alas, that would put a quick end to his entertainment. Tormented as Kur was, he wanted her conscious, even if said consciousness was compromised. He certainly didn't want her out of commission, though.

Whatever the case, the tool looming over Kur's face swayed left and right slowly. This effort was partially to continue tormenting the pink-haired goddess, but equally for the purpose of seeing her face past his own cock. His face still hadn't changed. Indeed, he'd be elated for some time to come. "Oi oi. That one over there didn't gag on my arm. You can gag on this though, can't you?" he wondered in a seemingly genuine manner. A few seconds later, Sukuna placed the head of his member right atop Kur's tongue. She looked so downright adorable in that helpless position, he thought to milk the moment as much as possible. He'd slide himself along that oral muscle as if it were a path to tread. As for how long he would travel that path... well, Sukuna was never really the type to hold himself back from anything unless somehow forced to by an even greater being.