Absolutely not! His forehead is perfect!

Dragon ball. I’m so sorry. It’s the foreheads

Yuuji can feel that muscled chest against his back. Sukuna starts to move his wrist, making Yuuji moan.

"Lying doesn't suit you, Yuuji."

to stay low in the bush, but then he feels hot breath on his neck.

"See something you like, brat?" Sukuna says in his ear. Before Yuuji can sputter a reply, Sukuna's warm hand wraps around Yuuji's exposed length.

"N-no," Yuuji tries to deny. His face is flushed and heated. Sukuna only laughs. -

himself in his mind. He's upset that he's fallen under Sukuna's spell, too. Yuuji starts to pump himself slowly and gently, teasing so he can last. A bird flies out of the bush, startling Yuuji, pulling his attention away, but when he looks back, Sukuna is gone. Yuuji tries to look around, trying -

to notice other things. Sukuna is shirtless. As he easily pulls the bow string back, his muscles are on full display. Sukuna is ripped. Sweat rolls down his back, making Yuuji thirsty. Before he realizes what he's doing, Yuuji's unzipping his pants holding himself in his hands. Yuuji's berating-

nerve. Even Yuuji's grandpa always talks about how great Sukuna is. Yuuji's had enough. So, one day, he notices Sukuna practicing his archery. Yuuji creeps as close as he can, hiding in a nearby bush. At first, Yuuji tries to study Sukuna's form, hoping to learn his secrets, but then, Yuuji starts -

go to the office. Yuuji has started acting more settled. He seems to have accepted his omega side. Wasuke couldn't be happier. That Gojo is a miracle doctor.

It's not until Yuuji's stomach grows that Wasuke starts putting pieces together.

but Gojo reappears and pulls Wasuke aside for a talk.

-
Wasuke trusts Gojo completely. So when he says Yuuji has to return repeatedly, he doesn't think anything of it. With each visit, Yuuji returns smelling more and more of the doctor. It doesn't seem odd. It gets to the point where Yuuji begs to

then Gojo is placing his hand on Yuuji’s naked thigh. There’s no glove this time. Yuuji can feel the warmth of the man’s palm. It feels good.
Yuuji dresses while Gojo leaves the room again. Yuuji wanders to the waiting room, where his gramps is looking for him. They head up to the reception desk

He gives Yuuji another smile. This time, Yuuji can see his alpha fangs.

“Don’t be alarmed, but we need to schedule some weekly checkups. I want to make sure everything is alright. You presented late, and your body probably feels foreign, doesn’t it?”

Yuuji nods. More checkups sound annoying, but

makes Yuuji melt. He tries to relax & let the doctor work. He tries not to think about how hot his body becomes or the way his back arches off the table as a finger curls inside of him.
Next thing he knows, Gojo pulls off his gloves, but instead of throwing them away, he puts them in his coat pocket

Gojo reenters, smile on his face. He places himself down between Yuuji’s legs and tells him to breathe. Gloved hands grab his thighs and spread them further apart. Before Yuuji can overthink it, there’s pressure at his entrance. He whines.

“Shh, you’re doing perfect,” Gojo tells him. The praise-

virgin. He expected to become a beta or alpha, so when his presentation came, it left him in disbelief.
Gojo then has him change into a gown to make the examination easier. The doctor leaves the room while Yuuji slips it on. It’s thin, and is split down the back. He sits on the table, leg twitching.