Darkstalker gently set Sera down just outside the grand entrance of her lavish palace, shadows swirling around them like a living cloak, dancing to a melody only they could hear. Sukuna and Gojo stood a respectful distance away, their expressions a mix of curiosity and watchfulness. The striking figure with white hair, radiating authority, stepped closer, his gaze sharp and penetrating as he scrutinized Sera, who stood before them—a blend of confusion and quiet strength.

"Where did you find her?" Sukuna's voice rumbled like distant thunder, laced with barely contained fury. His keen eyes seemed to search Sera for the truth hidden within her. "She was held captive," Darkstalker replied, bitterness threading through his words, echoing the dark shadows around them. "In the merciless grip of a creature that was once a dinosaur, now twisted by dark magic."

Sukuna's expression darkened further, his eyes narrowing as he absorbed the unsettling news. His fists clenched at his sides, radiating palpable anger. "Those monsters," he growled, his voice a low snarl that resonated with the ground beneath them. "We will make them pay."

Darkstalker's face grew grimmer as he recounted the fate he had dealt to Sera's captors. "I chose not to kill them," he admitted, a hint of regret in his tone. "But I buried them deep in the desert, under tons of rubble and sand. They won't see the light of day for a long time."

The atmosphere thickened, heavy with the weight of their shared history. Sera, still trembling from her ordeal, felt a mix of relief and lingering fear that clung to her like a second skin. Knowing her tormentors were no longer a threat brought her some comfort, yet the shadows of her recent experiences loomed large in her heart.

Gojo, ever the gentle protector, stepped forward, his radiant white wings unfurling to wrap around her in a cocoon of warmth and safety. His embrace was a soothing balm, easing the jagged edges of her fear and offering her a sanctuary. He whispered sweet reassurances into her ear, his voice soft and calming. "You're safe now, my love," he murmured, planting a tender kiss on her forehead. The warmth of his touch seeped into her very being, providing the comfort she desperately needed.

Sukuna, noticing the distress that still lingered in Sera despite Gojo's reassurances, let out a disdainful snort, smoke curling from his flared nostrils. "I'll stand guard against anyone who dares to harm you," he vowed, his voice a potent mix of menace and determination. The air around them crackled with the intensity of their protective instincts, sending a clear message to any would-be aggressors: she was not alone, and they wouldn't let her suffer again.

A spark of hope ignited within Sera, cutting through the darkness that had enveloped her. Despite the horrors she had faced, she was not alone. She had these two powerful beings—her guardians—who had pledged to stand by her side, shielding her from the forces that sought to inflict pain. The weight of her situation pressed heavily on her, but she found comfort in their fierce loyalty.

They lingered there for a moment longer, the air charged with the promise of protection and retribution, before the tension began to ease. The shadowy veil that had cloaked the scene slowly lifted, allowing the soft glow of the moon to bathe them in silvery light. Sera looked up into the faces of her two champions, their expressions reflecting the fiery determination that burned within her own heart.

Together, they would confront the darkness that had touched her life, and together, they would emerge stronger, united in their quest to ensure she would never again suffer the cruel touch of those who sought to violate her. The night had brought terror, but it had also brought salvation, and Sera knew that with Sukuna and Gojo by her side, she could face whatever challenges the future might hold.

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Queen Sera of the Stars awoke as the first rays of sunlight filtered through the crystalline windows of her royal chambers. Her scales shimmered with an iridescent glow, but as she stretched her wings, a wince crossed her face. The events of the previous night came flooding back, bringing with them a mix of exhilaration and unease.

Carefully, she rose from her nest of silken pillows, each movement accentuating the soreness in her muscles. Her tail curled around her body protectively as she made her way to the ornate mirror on the far wall.

The dragoness that stared back at her was a far cry from the regal queen she usually saw. Her normally pristine scales were slightly ruffled, and faint marks dotted her neck and shoulders. She traced a talon gently over a particularly vivid bruise on her inner thigh, her breath catching as she remembered how it got there.

A soft knock at the door interrupted her reverie. "Your Majesty?" came the concerned voice of her Hivewing attendant."Are you alright? There's a tray of healing fruits and restorative teas outside your door."

Sera cleared her throat, trying to summon her usual authoritative tone. "Thank you, I'll be out shortly,"

As Queen Sera gingerly made her way to the door, she caught sight of her reflection once more in the mirror. The marks on her scales told a story of passion and surrender, each one a reminder of Sukuna's fervent touch. She shook her head, trying to clear the fog of conflicting emotions that clouded her mind.

Opening the door, she found a tray laden with an array of vibrant fruits and steaming herbal teas. The scent of jasmine and citrus wafted up, soothing her frayed nerves. As she bent to retrieve the tray, a sharp twinge between her thighs made her gasp softly.

"Your Majesty?" The concerned voice of her Hivewing attendant, Zephyr, came from just around the corner. "I heard... Is everything alright?"

Sera straightened up, forcing a calm expression onto her face."Yes, Zephyr. I'm fine. Just a bit... sore from yesterday's activities."

Zephyr's antennae twitched nervously as she stepped into view, her compound eyes scanning the queen's disheveled appearance."Of course, Your Majesty. I've taken the liberty of canceling your morning meetings. Perhaps you'd like to rest?"

Sera nodded gratefully, a wave of relief washing over her. "Yes, that would be best,"she said, carrying the tray to the plush seating area overlooking the cityscape.

As she settled onto the couch, Zephyr hovered nearby, ready to attend to any need. Sera picked up a cup of chamomile tea and took a slow sip, letting the soothing warmth spread through her chest. Her gaze drifted out the window, watching as early risers began their day below.

The tranquility was short-lived however, as Sukuna's voice echoed from behind her."My Queen."

Sera turned to face him, taking in his imposing figure clad in black leather armor. His eyes gleamed with an intensity that made her heart flutter despite herself. "King Sukuna," she acknowledged coolly."What brings you here so early?"

Sukuna's imposing frame wrapped around Sera like a living shield, his delicate pink wings caressing the air in a soothing dance. He pressed his forehead to hers, their breaths mingling in a heady mix of desire and tenderness. "You're safe with me," he whispered against her lips, his tongue tracing the sensitive skin beneath her chin and sending sparks of pleasure through her body.

The king's unexpected gentleness was both thrilling and unnerving for Sera. It awakened feelings she'd never known before - vulnerable yet exhilarating all at once. She found herself lost in the warmth of his gaze as he searched her eyes, seeking permission to proceed.

"I... I know you Sukuna," she breathed out, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. A soft chuckle rumbled from deep within him as he leaned in closer, his snout brushing against hers playfully."Do you want to try my way?"

Sera's breath caught in her throat as Sukuna's words washed over her, his voice low and husky with desire. She felt a shiver run down her spine at the intensity of his gaze, like he was devouring her very essence.

His gentle touch sent sparks flying through her veins as he slowly spread her thighs apart, revealing the most intimate parts of herself to him. Sera's tail flicked back and forth restlessly behind her, betraying the mix of nerves and anticipation coursing through her body. As Sukuna settled between her legs, she could feel the heat emanating from him, bathing her in its warmth. His wings stretched out behind him like a dark canopy, casting dappled shadows across their entwined forms. "You're even more breathtaking like this," he whispered against her skin, his hot breath sending tingles racing along every scale."Even if you were just ravaged... I could never get enough of you."

Sukuna's eyes were locked onto Sera's, his striking emerald lashes casting a shadow over his sculpted features. Usually filled with fierce intensity, his gaze now carried a softness that contrasted sharply with the weight of his words. "Just say the word, my queen," he murmured, his voice low and calming, like a gentle summer breeze. "And I'll pull back completely. We can act like this moment never took place."

As he spoke, Sukuna leaned in closer, his breath brushing against Sera's lips. The warmth radiating from him was intense, yet there was a gentle quality to it that made her heart race. She could almost feel the honesty in his promise—that with a simple 'stop,' he would step back and wipe their intimate moment from existence.

The idea sent a shiver through her, blending excitement with a hint of nervousness.

Sera gently shook her head, her dark hair flowing around her like a cascade of night. In that moment, she felt a strong desire to take charge and push back against Sukuna's dominating presence. Slowly, she let her tail unfurl from its tight coil behind her. 

The tip of her tail curled around the head of Sukuna's cock, lightly tracing the sensitive skin and sending shivers through his powerful body. The king of curses melted under her touch, instinctively responding to her soft caress. A low growl escaped him as he fought to keep his composure, but it was obvious he was completely at her mercy, both physically and emotionally. As she played with him, Sera couldn't help but be amazed at the hold she had over this feared ruler.

Sukuna's body tightened at Sera's words, his muscles coiling like a tightly wound spring poised to unleash its formidable strength. "Rrr, you're toying with fire and dragon scale," he breathed, his voice thick with a mix of longing and caution.A soft laugh escaped Sera as she tilted her head, revealing the delicate curve of her neck where it met her shoulder. The king of curses leaned in closer, their snouts brushing against each other in a brief, electric touch that ignited a spark within them both. "I know, my love," she murmured, her voice low and breathy, her heart racing as if it were trying to escape its confines. The weight of her confession lingered in the air, a revelation that emerged from the very depths of Sera's being. It was a yielding, a recognition of the extraordinary connection that had blossomed between them against all odds.

Sera's decision to surrender her body to Sukuna was met with a primal growl of approval from the king. With newfound urgency, he grasped her hips and positioned himself at the entrance to her pussy. The head of his cock nudged against her slick folds, seeking entrance as if drawn by an irresistible force.

"Ravage me, love," Sera breathed out, her voice heavy with desire and submission. The words hung in the air like a challenge, daring Sukuna to claim her fully.With a feral snarl, he obliged. In one powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside Sera's welcoming heat. Her walls clamped down around him like a vice, enveloping his throbbing length in pulsing tightness. The sensation was overwhelming - pleasure mixed with pain as Sukuna stretched and filled Sera in ways she had never experienced before.

Sukuna's thrusts found a rhythm that had him and Sera moving as one, their bodies undulating in perfect harmony. The bed creaked and groaned beneath them, the sound echoing through the room like a symphony of lustful abandon. With each powerful stroke, Sukuna buried himself deeper inside Sera, his cock throbbing with every pulse of her slick walls around him. Her moans and gasps were music to his ears, spurring him on as he claimed her again and again.

The king's pace was relentless, driven by a primal need to mark Sera as his own. His claws dug into the soft flesh of her hips, leaving behind trails of silver marks that would serve as a permanent reminder of their coupling.

Sera writhed beneath him, lost in the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body. She clung to Sukuna's shoulders, her talons scoring his scales as she rode out the waves of pleasure crashing over her.

Sukuna's primal roar reverberated through the room as he sank deep into Sera, their bodies merging in an electrifying moment. "I'm cumming, my queen!" he growled, his voice thick with raw intensity, sending shivers down her spine.

In response to his declaration, Sera's body trembled and quaked, a symphony of sensations enveloping them both. Her inner walls rippled and tightened around him, eager to draw out every last drop of his potent essence. Thick streams of warmth surged from him, painting her insides in a viscous, heated embrace. With each pulse, waves of ecstasy crashed over them, heightening the intoxicating pleasure that threatened to sweep them away.

As Sukuna's climax began to wane, he collapsed onto Sera, his wings unfurling above them like a dark, protective canopy. The room was filled with the mingled scents of sweat and desire, a testament to their fervent connection. His chest heaved against hers, both of them panting in the aftermath, struggling to reclaim their breath amid the lingering echoes of their shared euphoria.

In that moment, they were not just two beings entwined—they were a force of nature, bound by passion and the promise of what was yet to come.

Sukuna slowly withdrew from Sera, his softening cock slipping free from her still-quivering core. A rare, genuine smile broke across his usually stern features, transforming his expression into something almost... innocent. The pink scales on his face seemed to radiate warmth, glowing softly as if illuminated by the fire of their shared passion.

His maroon eyes roamed over Sera's exhausted form, savoring every detail like a man starved for connection. "You were incredible, my dear," he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction. "Just wait until Gojo hears about this... he'll want a taste of you too."

The thought sent a delicious shiver down Sera's spine. The idea of being claimed by two powerful dragons in such an intimate way was both thrilling and terrifying. She bit her lip, struggling to suppress a moan as Sukuna settled beside her on the bed, his presence a comforting weight against her.

As they lay together, the air crackled with an unspoken promise—of passion yet to unfold and desires yet to be explored.