luvjaclyn

[luvjaclyn]

megumi fushiguro

summary- anon request : If u want can i request a nsfw aged up Megumi x freader drabble morning smut in kitchen as femreader making him breakfast. warnings -18+, fingering, penetration, creampie, slight praise kink, slight choking. word count-> 1.3k

The soft morning light begins to creep through the gaps in the curtains, gently coaxing Megumi awake. As he blinks away the remnants of sleep, he realizes you’re no longer beside him. Curiosity piqued, he sits up, scanning the room with sleepy eyes and seeing you nowhere to be found. He throws off the covers and starts his search.

Megumi ventures down the hallway, following his instincts towards the inviting smell of freshly brewed coffee wafting from the kitchen. He steps into the kitchen and there you are, standing by the stove, effortlessly preparing breakfast. Megumi watches you, leaning against the doorframe studying the small details of your routine.

His eyes trail along your body, you’re in his t-shirt and he thinks it’s so sexy the way it falls over your curves, just big enough to leave him wanting more. But when you reach for something in the cupboard he takes notice of the way your cute little ass peeks out and the fact you’re still devoid of any underwear.

As he takes in the scene of you before him he can feel the tent in his boxers grow. A feeling of desire rises within him, and he can no longer resist the magnetic pull drawing him towards you.

With a soft, stealthy step, he approaches behind you, closing the distance between your bodies. Megumi's arms slide gently around your waist, his warmth pressing against your back. He can feel your startled reaction, but he quickly reassures you leaning down and pressing gentle kisses along the exposed skin of your neck.

A pleasant shiver runs down your spine, and you lean into his touch, enjoying the sensual feeling of his lips against your skin. Megumi's fingers glide delicately over your waist. “Mornin," he murmurs, his voice low and husky, still riddled with the affects of sleep.

You tilt your head slightly, granting him better access as you reply, "Gumi,” You giggle as his kisses grow deeper, trailing up your neck toward your earlobe, “I’m trying to make you breakfast.”

“Oh?” he asks, his fingers pull your waist in closer, and you feel the bulge in his boxers against your ass. “What are you making?” His breathe is hot against you, his soft lips not letting up on the trail of kisses along your skin.

“Mmmm. P-pancakes” You stutter out, you’re trying to focus on the task at hand but the way Megumi’s hands travel up your shirt, gripping your thighs makes it all too difficult.

He chuckles softly at your response, squeezing your thighs gently. He leans in close to whisper into your ear, “Do they have syrup?” His warm breath tickles your earlobe, and his fingers travel in between your legs to just below your sweet spot, teasing your clit as he speaks.

You fail to let out any response other than a nod, as he turns you around to face him. His lips brush against yours as he slides a finger inside your pussy. You’re already so wet from his teasing, you’re dripping down your thighs as you grab his shirt and pull him in close for a kiss.

He responds by slipping two fingers inside you, moving them in and out slowly as he deepens the kiss, his tongue wrestling with yours. You can feel his cock straining against his boxers, desperate to be inside of you.

He pulls back slightly, his blue eyes looking you up and down as he pulls his shirt over your head “So damn pretty…” He says, sliding another finger inside you and pressing hard against your gspot.

“Mmm…fuck.” You moan in response, as Megumi pumps you full with his fingers. His thumb presses softly on your clit. He watches you as you buck your hips into his hand, throwing your head back as pleasure courses through you. You feel electricity in your skin as his fingers curl inside you, hitting your sweet spot over and over with such accuracy that you think you’ll turn into mush just by his touch.

“Mmm-cumming.” You moan, as his lips kiss your neck again. His fingers hit your sweet spot one last time until you’re cumming all over them.

You compose yourself, and plant soft kisses along his jaw, your fingers rubbing over his boxers. Megumi’s breathe hitches, and he picks you up by the waist to place you on the counter. “Shit-sorry.” He says watching the bowl of pancake batter drop to the floor. You’ve long forgotten about the pancakes and you grab his shirt pulling him close until your lips are on his. His kisses are needy and desperate. “Need you to fuck me now Gumi.” You breathe into his lip.

He hastily frees his cock from his waistband, and it springs forward. Thick and veiny and pink, an oh so fucking pretty…his tip already leaking with precum. He gently grabs your hips, lining himself up before he slides himself inside you. A low guttural groan escapes his lips, “Ahhh, fuck always so tight.” he moans as he thrusts himself inside you.

“fuck f-feel so good…every…time.” He’s relishing on the feeling of the way your pussy takes him in, the way you clench around him every single time.

He throws one of your legs over his shoulder as his thrust become frenzied. The position he has you in makes it so easy for him to hit your cervix with every thrust inside you. You can’t even form words at the feeling, he fills you up so well it’s like his cock was custom made for you.

“S-so good Megumi…you fuck me so good.” You manage to moan out as his thrusts become erratic, his hand finds your clit and he presses against it, running circles around it with his thumb.

“All-all mine.” he breathes into your ear, before he’s sucking and biting at your neck. marks form underneath his teeth, and he slightly smiles at the sight. You were all his, all his to pleasure, all his to fuck.

Sweat drips off his forehead, his messy black hair stuck to his tinted pink skin as he pounds into you, the sound of flesh hitting flesh and the squelching sound of his cock filling you up fill the room. You can’t keep quiet, you can’t keep your nails from digging into the flesh of his back, not when his cock is hitting your sweet spot again and again as his thumb presses your clit exactly the way you like it.

“Fuck gumi…y-your cock…love” You can barely get your words out when his hand comes up and meets your throat. He squeezes gently, and watches as your eyes roll to the back of your head. Your body starts to jerk, legs so shaky you think you might slip off the counter.

Your vision becomes blurred as both Megumi’s hand grips your throat tighter, the other firmly grasping your waist as he fucks you through your second orgasm “Want you to cum for me pretty girl.” He says and you feel the familiar sensation coursing through your veins.

He slows his pace a little as he watches you cum all over his cock, the sight of his cock stuffing you full, your juices surrounding it, makes his release come all the quicker. “Wanna fill you with my cum pretty girl.” He says as he thrusts deep inside you one last time. His face nuzzles into your neck as every muscle in his body tenses and he unloads inside you, the sound of his ragged breathes fill the kitchen.

He sits there for a minute letting himself go soft and fall out of you, his hot breathe still against your neck.

He finally lets out a small chuckle, leaning up to place a soft kiss against your forehead before he rests his own on yours. “Guess the pancakes are a no-go huh?”

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[luvjaclyn]

hiii i hope you are having a nice day:)) can i request a NSFW one shot with megumi where he is your roommate and you both like each other and at one point one of you make a move or they say something about it and yeah that’s it i hope you have a lovely day only do this if you are comfortable with the request<3

Notes: Thank you, nonnie! I've been having a pretty good week :) Here you go, sweetheart.

Pairing: Spikey Boy (Megumi Fushiguro) x Female Reader

Content Warning: NSFW, Domestic Squabbles, Protective Baby <3, modern/no powers AU

Placing his book to his lap, Megumi releases a deep sigh. He can hear you in his room even before you open the door to the apartment.

“You’re such an asshole. I hate you!”

“Ah, a stage 4 fight tonight,” Megumi silently thinks to himself. Megumi didn’t understand why you still dated that boyfriend of yours. Ever since Megumi met him, all it seems like the two of you do is fight all the time.

If you ask him, your boyfriend is loud, arrogant, and an overall unpleasant person that he’d thank the gods to simply make disappear from your lives. For some reason, you claim to want to make it work with him even if Megumi finds the word slut echoing throughout the apartment disgusting when it’s in reference to his friend and roommate.

The escalating situation draws Megumi from his room, and he walks down the hall to find the two of you looking ready to rip each other’s throats out. It isn’t until he sees a fist wrapping around your arm that he makes his move to intervene.

“That’s enough,” he warns, breaking the lock on your forearm and squeezing in between the two of you. The glare he locks on to your boyfriend is deadly. “Get out of my house,” he demands.

Megumi knows that he’s the bigger fighter, the one actually trained in martial arts, and your boyfriend also knows who’d win between the two of them.

It ends with him cursing out at you both. “Have the bitch,” he says, but Megumi knows full well that he’ll probably be calling you tomorrow, filling your head full of apologies then the two of you will be cuddled up on the couch by that evening.

Megumi sighs as the door closes, but he can’t relax until he makes sure that you’re okay. You move to sit on the living room couch, crossing your arms over your chest as you try not to cry.

Slowly, Megumi sits down next to you and folds his hands in his lap. He tries to think of anything to break the uncomfortable silence that’s fallen over the apartment. He’s never been good at comforting you in situations like these even if this isn’t the first time that it’s happened.

He glances at you from the corner of his eye. “Do you…” he begins unsurely before finally forcing the question out, “want to watch a movie?”

Your expression lightens, if only slightly. “Can we watch (f/m)? I know it’s not your favorite but-“

“It’s fine.”

Megumi grabs the remote and navigates his way to Netflix to play that movie he knows you love. The sounds of dialogue playing from the television does well to fill the empty spaces between the two of you as his mind backtracks to the fight. Megumi can’t grasp why you keep someone like that around. What would have happened if he went to the gym with Yuuji instead of coming straight home?

“Why are you even still with that guy anyway?” Megumi breathes out, asking the question that’s been playing on his mind. He didn’t want to bring it up, but it simply escapes him because he couldn’t figure out why. “He’s an asshole.”

“I know he’s kind of rough around the edges, but-“ you pause, eyes flicking back to the images flashing on screen. Megumi patiently waits for your answer for what seems like an eternity. You probably didn’t want to talk about it, but he had to know why this guy was so special. What did your temporarily ex-boyfriend have that he didn’t?

“But?”

You blink at him. “But what?”

“You said but.”

“Well…he only gets that way because you’re around,” you confess.

Megumi scowls, knitting his brows in frustration. “Are you trying to say this is my fault?”

“No, not at all, it’s his. He gets jealous because you’re a boy, and we live together. I told him we knew each other for a long time, and it’s not like we’re doing anything wrong,” you explain.

Megumi grunts but he can’t help but notice how your hand had seamlessly intertwined with his at some point during the movie or how your head lays so perfectly against his shoulder. You said that the two of you weren’t doing anything wrong, so why exactly is it that you always end up in these positions, with your hand fitting so perfectly in his own, and his heart throbbing against his ribcage.

Megumi would probably think you were fucking him on the side too. But Megumi also knows you aren’t like that, the type of girl to play two guys at once, not on purpose. That’s the difference between him and your boyfriend.

“I can kind of get it,” Megumi says lowly, almost whispering. “I’d probably get jealous if my girlfriend had a guy as her roommate even if they weren’t doing anything. Especially if that roommate liked her.”

“And if they had long eyelashes too I bet,” you reply with a weak laugh before softly biting on your lower lip.

“That too, I guess. That’s still no reason to be rough with you, and if I see him do that around me again, I’m going to kick his teeth in.”

“You don’t have to do that.”

“You need someone to protect you when you’re being too stupid to do it yourself,” he scolds, his hand squeezing tighter. Your palm is so cold, and he can only think about how he would trade the warmth in his with you if it would make you more comfortable.

You notice that thoughtful look on his face right away. Your eyes fall down to his hand, thick fingers brushing yours, soothingly rubbing away the cold held in them. “…Megumi,” you hesitate, “what are we exactly anyway?”

“Roommates,” he answers, simply and truthfully. You don’t know why your heart aches so much to hear that. You were hoping for something else. Megumi senses your hesitation as well, and he brings his attention back to the corner of the room, where you can’t see the blush on his face. “Unless you don’t want to be.”

He waits for your response, growing nervous the longer it doesn’t come until he finally can’t stand it anymore. “Never mind. Forget it. I know you like that guy for whatever reason,” he backpedals.

Then, there’s a soft pressure against his cheek. He turns to it, his mouth slacking as he sees exactly how close you are. “I like you more than him,” you say sweetly. “I never really thought you felt the same way though.”

“And if I said I did?”

“Then, this happens,” you say and meet his lips with your own. Megumi groans into your mouth, stunned at first but then slowly opens his mouth wider to capture your taste once he realizes that you’re serious. He slides his hands up the length of your neck until he can cup both sides of your face and kiss you deeper.

Megumi didn’t expect this to happen when he came home today. His plan was to shower, eat, then maybe get a few chapters in the book he’s been reading instead your mouth is on his, pliant and wanting, and your moan is vibrating in his throat as your tongue delves deeper into his mouth. How many times did he dream about this exactly?

Too many cold showers to count.

You sink on top of him, and he adjusts himself so that you’re both lying on the couch. His back is to the furniture while you lay on top of him, your hips between his legs and his hand on the back of your head and the other massaging your lower back.

“Shit,” Megumi groans out as your mouth works magic on him. He can feel his growl vibrating deep as you tease the back of his ear with kisses before drawing down the column of his throat, and he rakes his hand over your ass and squeezes. He’s already uncomfortably hard under you, so easily turned on by your touch. His face is beginning to burn with the embarrassment of his precum filling his boxers in an obscene amount. His body has been aching for this so long.

Fuck. Maybe that asshole was right to be wary of him. You make him weak.

“(Name), baby,” he pants, rubbing the back off your thighs to gain your attention. “I wanna see you, wanna see your pretty body. Will you do that for me?”

You sit up and pull your sweater over your head. His hands magnetically grip onto your waist while yours bend behind you to unclasp the last of your bra.

Megumi inhales deeply at the sight, thinking so that’s what you look like underneath those skimpy clothes you wear to bed, underneath the towel that you so casually wear when you travel between the bathroom and your room, leaving the steam of heat rolling off your skin. This is what you’ve been teasing him with. Megumi bites back his moan to keep from drowning your out when he reaches up to cup your breasts and roll your nipples.

“Megumi-kun,” you whine.

You bend over to place another kiss on his lips, letting him swallow down your moan as you straddle his lap. Working up his shirt, you start to kiss the smooth expanse of his stomach, going to his chest until you needed his help to pull his sweatshirt off the rest of the way.

You press your hands to his chest, your eyes scanning over and marveling the lean muscle that is his body. You slide your fingers over the lines of his abs, slowly going down until you’re greeted with the straining lump in his pants. You brush your hand over it and squeeze lightly before leaning back over him and sliding your tongue over dark pink nipples. They were flat against your slick surface but you’re going to be sure to change that as you suck on the dusky disc.

You push under his pants, peeling what’s keeping you from what you wanted. Megumi groans as he feels his clothes slowly unstick from his leaking cock, and your fist wraps around him. His reaction is immediate. His hips snap into your thrusting hand. It isn’t enough though. Call him impatient but he can’t stop imaging how it’d be more perfect with your cunt quivering around his cock instead.

His excitement drives him to grip your wrist and flip you over. He tears off your pants, clumsily yanking them down your legs as his arousal causes him to do the same with your underwear before delving his face greedily into your pussy. He eats you out with vigor. His nose pressing against your clit as his tongue laps and stretches your slit but it’s his hands reaching up to grip your waist and slide down to the outside of your bare thighs then inward to dig into your ass so he can forcefully wrench you towards his open mouth that makes you whine.

Megumi plunges his tongue into you, pulling out and licking the slick rim before bending back into you. His joy at being shoved full throttle against your cunt is amplified by sweet moans bleeding from your lips - a cry of Megumi more, m-more. He craves it much more than having to hear your broken, needy moans drifting through the walls every other night while he’d beat off to the thought of thrusting inside you, watching your breasts jiggle with the motion of his hips.

Groaning against your silky cunt, he can’t take more of this and sits up to take all of you in, in all your naked glory. Eyes glazed, lips parted and puffy from your own tugging no doubt, your hand still skimming your breast with your fingertips barely brushing a taut nipple, you look like absolute bliss. When he kisses you, you can taste yourself still on his lips, and you find your own arousal easy to swallow when personally delivered by him.

“I’m going to fuck you good,” he says, kissing you deeply one last time before pulling away with a smooch, “until all you can think about is me.”

You take in a shuddery breath as your mind wraps around the idea that you’re about to be gifted what you’ve always wanted.

“Do it,” you say, catching even him off guard, “do it, fuck me, please, Megumi.”

He smirks. “My good girl.”

Shuffling his pants, he frees himself and lines himself up with you, not before sliding his head along your slippery folds, gracing his ears with a soft anticipatory whimper from below him. He slides into you slow; his eyes completely focused on the way his meaty cock splits you. As soon as the swollen darkened head breaches, your hips curve up, back arches, and Megumi sucks in a breath as you slide down him. He pulls out, cock shiny in your juices before sinking back into your gushy cunt, a white ring of your cum building at his base as you snugly clutch around him.

Setting a moderate pace, he grips on your hips to support you and repeatedly snap into you. “This, this okay?”

“Mm…” you hum approvingly.

He licks his lips, his stare focused, animalistic as he watches your stomach bend and folds when he bottoms out, thrusting into you until his balls are slapping against you and his cock is completely snugged in your fluttery insides.

He closes his eyes tightly, burning in the memory, before snapping them open to take in the features of your contorting expression. You look absolutely fantastic. “S-Shit,” he groans under his breath. “Wa-Wanted to do this for so long. Thought about you so much.”

You jerk your hips in response. ”How mu,” you try to piece together, but you’re running out of breath in between pants. “much, how much?”

He can’t respond, too engrossed to the wrap of you around him, to the way your voice breaks with the stroke of his ribbing foreskin dragging against your walls. He pulls out, letting his sensitive head stroke back and forth as he admires the way you cling to it then you cry with the forceful drive of his hips and the suddenness of it causing your orgasm to rip through you.

“Love you,” he says, his hips stuttering as he tries to catch up to your high as your walls clamp in a vice. He picks up the speed to fight the friction of you squeezing around him. “Love you, (Name),” he murmurs again.

“L-Love you too. I love you, Megumi. Oooh god,” you reply, your head nodding weakly along with his thrusts as tears pull at the corner of your eyes. Those words sound so sweet coming from your mouth, and he gives a brief smile that breaks into parted lips and a low moan.

“I’m gon’na to cum,” he warns, and you can feel it. His nails dig into your hips and his thrusts are harder, jamming you up. You’re too full to complain though, you almost want to feel him go even harder. “Gonna cum inside you. Please. Please. Please, take it all for me, alright baby, take it all.”

“Uh, uh-huh, it’s okay, it’s okay,” you pant, almost intelligible in the midst of your high, but it’s that permission that has him spilling into you, his thrusts shorter and sharper to smear his cream along your walls and to chase the warmth of both your fluids gushing around him. He thrusts a few more times to ring out the last few drops until both of you are weak and shaky.

Megumi looks at you, breathing hard, mind still a little hazy despite emptying into you. He’s a little flushed as he stares at you but there’s happiness burning directly above his heart that leads him to ask, “You’re going to break up?”

Your eyes meet his, and you smile. “I wanna be yours.”

“Yeah,” Megumi muses, an exhausted yet pleased grin spreading on his face. “I want to be yours, too,” he says before pressing his lips to yours once again.

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[luvjaclyn]

THE GIRLFRIEND !

men go feral for you, they think it’s unfair they can’t have you.

⋆.ೃ࿔* megumi fushiguro (19) x f!reader (18)

✶ mature content (minors do not interact) — college!au, dilf, age gaps, pet names, sound restraint, innocence play, dumbification, jealousy, grinding, creampie, begging, exhibitionism, doggy, unprotected sex, strong language.

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something about you was simply incomprehensibly and unexplainably hypnotizing. perhaps, could be the way lines and curves are drawn on your silhouette perfectly, the way your hips flow, swinging fluidly as you walk, maybe the way every single detail about you incites a deep instinct on men, making you irresistible, head-turning. one thing everyone knew was that you were unavailable, and the bastard was a lucky one, for sure! with that being said, the one called megumi fushiguro became a target of envy, boys and men hated him for what he had achieved, well, in fact, they envied that he was conquered by you, who wouldn’t want that?

you could say a number of men were in line to steal your boyfriend’s place, but there were a few ones that would absolutely do anything, they were on top of the list, they were close ones too. and, those three were exactly the ones having to deal with hearing you having your back blown out by megumi, upstairs — gojo, nanami, even his own father, toji, yes, them — whenever they met at the fushiguro’s house to have a chat, drink and such. obviously they’d make jokes between themselves such as: your son gets more pussy than ya, toji!, gojo said that, for example. but, undeniably, they did love hearing your pretty ocasional muffled and restrained squeaks, attempting to keep yourself quiet, when, in fact, it was in vain, somewhat audible, if they really stopped for a second and listened to it — which they did. later on, they’d see you go downstairs to get something to eat with megumi, your cheeks’d be visibly reddened, lips swollen and taking small steps because of the earlier occurrence — which you thought they have never once noticed — you’d avoid their gaze, smiling nervously at them as soon as a commentary was made directed to you, since you wouldn’t be disrespectful towards them. meanwhile, the dark-haired guy ignore them all, having you hide yourself behind him, hanging onto the hem of his shirt — and that just inflated your boyfriend’s ego, of course, since he felt as is protecting you from those men. without forgetting to mention, gojo, more specifically, would tease megumi with all sorts of things, just because he was jealous too, however, for wanting to also, in a way, punish him for hitting such a jackpot that you were.

it would be natural to have satoru try to make his way into your life, the white-haired would shamelessly ask you out, offer you things, show off to you, touch your shoulders, be touchy overall. tell me if megumi-chan ever hurts you, ‘kay? he’d repeat, making sure to smile and pat your head, giggling. gojo referred to you as his daughter-in-law too, maybe it was a cute thing to say, to feel closer to you, and toji’d send a disdainful look his way if he’d ever hear him. but, one day, you never forgot how satoru, as you waited for your boyfriend to come downstairs and while toji wasn’t home yet, how he stood in front of you so close, his breath felt heavy, how his finger put a strand behind your hair, i could give you anything you want, princess, you know that, right? don’t think i wouldn’t steal you from megumi if he ever fucks up, with the tone, an unusually serious and shivering tone. that made you more wary and careful around him, even with his obvious stares, smirks, teases, he kept a safe — barely safe — distance from you, but you were loyal to your boyfriend.

nanami, in no way would ever do something as dangerous as gojo, but even the strict man has desires, he saw you kindly different than those two, and he truly respected your relationship with megumi. however, he couldn’t lie he’d have fantasies of you and your pretty skin, pretty legs — he’d stare discreetly, take a peek at them whenever you wore those skirts, barely covering your upper thighs — kento had self-control, he had to have, actually, well, there was just once… you can count on me, y/n, if anything ever happens. you played dumb sometimes, weren’t very aware of their true intentions, but you weren’t that kind of stupid. he helped you with the dishes that the other ones were too drunk to do, helped you with simple things, gave you attention, treated you nicely, sometimes it even seemed like you were an old couple. but again, you were loyal to your boyfriend.

your father-in-law, toji, was a similar, slightly different story. since you almost lived on your boyfriend’s house, he was the one you saw the most. in the beginning of your relationship with megumi, he was a bit distant, you were scared of him, thought he didn’t approve of you — what you didn’t know was that his behavior was just an explanation for his envy over his own son. toji, once he started accepting reality — but not conforming to it — began doing things that’d make your boyfriend complain about and argue with him. the older fushiguro wanted to let you sleepover the entire week, he offered to put your clothes on the washing machine — wonder what he wanted that for — offered to drive you back home — which wasn’t far — asked for your help with trivial domestic activities — just so he’d be able to touch you if needed, take a peek under your skirt whenever you wore one, a true pervert, not that you’d mind any way. randomly, one day, as you waited for megumi to arrive home, he began talking to you, and something came out of his mouth, ya know, sweetheart, a girl like ya has to be treated well, if megumi ain’t taking good care of ya, i mean, he gotta be fuckin’ ya right, or else, if ya want, can do that for him, something you could never, ever, let anyone know. it began bothering megumi that he took advantage of you, that he tried to take away your time together, he even questioned to himself what could be the possible reasons for his father to be acting that way — and when megumi confronted him, toji was quick to deny, he also knew how to play dumb, just like you. and once more, you were still faithfully loyal to your boyfriend.

there were just times when megumi would be around and notice them touch you casually, unnecessarily. times when they’d tease you, talk a little too much to you, ask you about college, ask about him, continuously ask for your help, it was just too much. plus, megumi knew — that at least his father and gojo — were ones to constantly get under women’s skirts, and it irritated him a bit to sense as if they were attempting to pursue you as well. nanami was the least of his worries, but even feeling as if he was in that path of trying to take you away, made him notice the severity of the situation. the painful anger, the pressure on his chest, the annoyed look on his face, the times he grabbed you by the wrist and took you to his bedroom because of this, he even thought of not meeting at his house anymore — but your parents were kind of strict, and with that, you both knew it wouldn’t be easy to have your little fun.

this time you’d be spending the night at his place, like usual. the men were hanging out at the living room, you both were in megumi’s room almost all day, but it was obvious when they arrived, because of satoru’s loud voice. toji didn’t even bother calling you to greet them, after all, he wouldn’t want the other two to see you, though they did know you were there — your shoes at the entrance gave it away. megumi was strangely clingy to you, he wouldn’t leave the spot in between your thighs, laying his head on your belly, caressing his thumb over the skin as you watched a movie on the tv, running your fingers on his dark spiky soft hair.

“shouldn’t we go downstairs and say hi to them?” you question.

“no, let them be.”

“don’t you think it’s kinda disrespectful? i feel bad.” you pout, feeling his hands pull your thighs closer.

“they’re here almost everyday, and they don’t need to see you.” he replied with a monotonous tone, gripping the skin surrounding his head, you keep quiet — feeling a sudden heat emerge as his fingers got lower down your thighs.

“does that mean you want to keep me all to yourself?” you joke, letting out a cute chuckle.

“yeah,” not expecting a reply, your heart skipped a beat, noticing he turned around, now laying his chest against your crotch and belly. “why? can’t i want that?”

“i’d be sad if you didn’t, actually.” a smile appeared on both of your mouths, megumi gently hops above you, staring at your eyes the entire time. until his lips attach to yours in a long kiss, his hands rest beside your waist, and your legs wrap around his hips, pulling him in closer by his shirt. as he pulls away, with a low smack of your lips, his cheeks blush and his eyes soften, slightly closed, a needy aura drawn on his face, his messy hair makes him look even prettier, cuter, if not. your boyfriend’s hand finds its way under your shirt, running from your belly to under your breast, and he swore his heart began beating faster as soon as he remembered you weren’t wearing a bra — how could he forget? he even stared at them when you arrived, perky and nice under the thin fabric of your shirt — discarding the cover, your nipple stiffened at the warm touch, biting your lower lip and furrowing your eyebrows slightly, in order to keep quiet, yet your hips dared to rise up, begging for more friction.

“gumi, we can’t do that, they’re downstairs, you know i can’t keep my voice too low.” you mumbled out, reconsidering the situation as his thumb ran circles on the nub, sending shivers down your spine and a trail of electricity to where it ached. he stared at you, breathing heavily already, yet he remained in silence, pushing his hips against your crotch, grinding once.

“and?” your cheeks now burned, trying so hard to contain yourself, but the smallest of friction made you want more, made you jolt. “you have a pretty voice, though i wouldn’t want them to hear, i don’t really care, do you?” it felt off, the way he was acting.

“w-what are you saying? you don’t usually think like that, ‘gumi.” sure, he knew that, but of course this was a great opportunity to have some little revenge, if that’s what he could call it, tease them a little, put them in their due places. the idea didn’t feel completely uncomfortable to you, yet it did seem embarrassing, very much. at the lack of response, he stopped stimulating you, and it made you pout again.

“make up your mind, when i stop you look like you want me to keep going.” in a second, lots of possibilities and thoughts ran through your mind, and it was pressuring.

“want it.” you whisper back.

“what do you want?” he asked with that expressionless face, teasing just a little bit.

“you to do me.” the way your lips moved as you said those words might have affected his mind for a split second, maybe it was the choice of words, maybe the way your face looked like, so angelic, maybe the way your eyebrows were furrowing a bit, maybe because of all of that.

“god, you know how to make me go crazy.” megumi mumbled, burying his head on your neck, finally breaking eye contact, his scent got through your nose and yours did the same to his, but stronger. his hands still holding onto your waist, as your wrapped yours around his shoulders. once more, he kissed your lips but with a little more need, hunger perhaps, suddenly making space for your tongues to come together. you both made a perfect fit, your mouths, your tongues, your kiss. with back arching, he couldn’t resist the temptation to grind against you some more, sneaking a hand between you to take off your shorts, with a bit of a struggle since you were too focused on the way both your tongues traveled around, it just felt too good. the kiss was inevitably broken as soon as he pulled an inch away, letting both of you breath. “can you turn around?” his voice sounded the same as every time you were found in this situation, it was always full of sentiment, passion, of love and fondness, some healthy despair too. you smiled a little, excited but shy, doing so as he asked and exposing your ass, perking it up a little as he also took off your thong. you could hear his sweats falling onto the ground, the band of his boxers slapping lowly against his skin as he probably also removed them. you felt his hand rise your hips up, and a pillow rest comfortably under you, as he sat on your upper thighs, with your legs closed — a position you loved.

megumi carefully spread your ass cheeks, squeezing some of the skin, also opening your legs just a tiny bit further, to make some space. his fingers found its way towards your slit, noticing you were wet already — after all, the process of him taking your panties off already turned you on — and he smiled at it, a nice smile. your head to the right, hands laying on your side, hair all spread out nicely, arching your back just some more. his index finger circled your clit, leading you to hold in a moan, jolt a little, close your eyes for a second, and he knew you were going to be sensitive today more than ever. continuing to stimulate the nub, his other unoccupied hand caressed your back, running the palm through your shoulders to lower back and it gave you goosebumps. with difficulty, you restrained yourself, yet a few almost inaudible hums made their escape.

“you told me you wanted to be quiet.”

“can’t, feels good.” you mumbled back at him, and his heart squeezed, opening your mouth and shutting your legs together, however, he spread them apart a little again. your hips moved forward and up more frequently, that meaning that you were close to cumming, he was aware of that and stopped before something else happened, and you groaned in complaint. with a few pumps of his cock, an impatience coming from you as you lifted your head to watch him — his lips parted, eyebrows furrowed and eyes concentrating on his actions, his cock was already hard and with pre-cum to begin with. he glanced at you instinctively with a light grin, and you laid back down on the sheets immediately after, your heart beating so fast it felt like exploding, and your pussy ached for him, more than anything. megumi aligned himself with your pulsating cunt and slowly, leisurely, patiently drowned the tip inside you, it was hard due to your clenching already, and you both let a low gasp. again, biting onto your lower lip as he filled you up inch by inch, remembering the shape, the veins, the fullness until he made his way all the way in, exhaling finally. he let you adjust for a second, noticing how hard you gripped onto the sheets, and also how hard his hands tightened onto the sides of your hips.

“fuck.” he groaned, taking a deep breath, throwing his head back in attempt of not cumming so soon, it felt just too good to be true, the way your walls embraced him tightly and cozily. megumi gently pulled back, midway out, before slamming in again, with some harshness. you swore you could have just let out a loud whine, but your throat did it’s job to keep it inside, for now. your legs trembled, toes curled, his breath hitched and he let out a shaky exhale, watching where you both were connected with hearts on his eyes.

“mhmm, ‘gumi.” you mumbled, as low as you could, biting back any other sound that could come out, but that was enough to make his cock twitch even more. once again, he went back and slammed in, you yelped as you buried your face on the bed, holding onto the sheets, legs bending as a reflex. so far, the thrusts weren’t very audible, but that was about to change, megumi didn’t want to keep going at that pace, he wouldn’t be able to be so patient — he loses all of his composure when it comes to you. pounding again, again, his cock hit a very spot that made you jerk your hips up and back down, your vocal chords struggling to not work. your boyfriend groaned at each filling, also holding back, even though he knew you loved to hear him too, but you were doing the same, so he’d return the favor, because you were too shy to let the men downstairs hear who you belong to. this one specific thrust was exaggeratedly perfect, so much that he fell down over you, burying himself as deeper as he could, moaning into you neck.

“let me hear you, please, y/n, please.” he begged, whispering needy against your ear, with a higher pitch than usual. beginning to speed up the pace as he became even more insatiable, arching your back, closing your eyes, jolting body at the thrusts. another one found its way to kiss your cervix and it made you finally let out a loud whine, it sounded too perfect, and megumi prayed they could have heard that — even if thinking of them listening to you made megumi a bit jealous. his pounds were still a little harsh and precise, stabilizing himself, letting out cute hums and whines only audible to you. hitting so suddenly a spot that made your insides twist, you moaned very loudly now, it was impossible to restrain it, now they did definitely hear it, he hoped, using the thought as fuel to keep going.

“gumi!” you repeated, maybe because you were getting too cock-drunk from the pounds that you forgot of saying you’d be quiet, for once and for all, it didn’t matter anymore, apparently. megumi pushed your back down to the mattress, arching your lower back like a cat in heat, putting a whole lot of pressure on it and it felt even better, so much that you began to harmonize, begin to choke on your own moans.

“f-feels good?” he questioned lowly, strugglingly and without much strength to be louder. kissing your nape and neck with what he had left.

“y-yeah, so good! harder, harder, please!” you begged, having him focus on doing what you wished, and it was accomplished, burying your head on the pillow as it did little to no job to muffle your moans, his cock hit your cervix and g-spot alternatively, but megumi was getting a little tired. “‘gumi, f-faster! oh, fuck!” poor him, he was about to cum inside you from how sweet you sounded, beginning to sweat, hair stick to his forehead, moans stuck on his throat, no time to breathe, cock twitching at each clench of your perfect-squeezing-tight gummy-walled pussy, still, he was able to accommodate to your needs. the slaps of your skins clapped almost as loud as your moans, echoing through the room, mixing with the low crack of the bed against the wall and the creaks.

“gonna c-cum.” he whispered to you, sloppy pace, harsher, concentrated pounds and just slightly slower, making your body jump even more at each one. legs trembling, whining cracking, his finger making it’s way under you to stimulate your throbbing clit quickly, and it was mind-numbing.

“yeah! c-cum in me, gumi—fuck!” another very specific thrust made the knots in your stomach untie and you orgasmed intensely, your walls embraced him even more, legs shook and closed together, hips moved upwards, toes curled, white knuckles and sending a porn-pitched whine that lasted some time, as he still pounded, a white ring appeared on the base of his pretty cock, milking him dry. megumi immediately came after your previous words, just a few seconds after you, pushing all of his cock inside, resting right over your cervix as he painted your pussy white, filling the small hole entirely, feeling as if your belly bloated. megumi was quick to lay over you as both came down your highs, breathing heavily that both chests went up and down in synchrony, the smell of sex was evident. he stayed there for a minute or so, his body was too exhausted to move and so was yours, but when he did, your boyfriend pulled out and cum spilled and dripped down, it was a beautiful scene for him, as he spread your legs to watch more come out. his digit rubbed against your folds messily, as you whined back from sensitivity, jolting.

“are you okay?” he worriedly asked, helping you turn around to lay on your back, nodding at his question.

“just think i was too loud.” he chuckled, looking down and grabbing his clothes to wearing them, and going for a towel to clean you up, he always took care of you. so, he was going downstairs to make you something to eat, what a great idea. finding the men drinking something and in complete silence, their eyes all moved towards him, yet, he ignored them violently, knowing that each step he took towards the kitchen, from making a sandwich to opening the fridge, they were observing him, every move, until he was on his way to go up the stairs.

“you know, megumi, you got my respect,” gojo’s voice made him stop at the first step. “just ‘cause she gave us a show, maybe toji did raise you right!”

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home run

a/n: It's finally hereee, baseball player megumi!! 100% took inspo from @withthegraceofthewind 's post here !! I wanted to have this out yesterday but I had such writers block whaaa. i hope you all like it ✧˖°.✧ mwah mwah xoxox // / photos are not mine, check masterlist description for header & banner credits synopsis: you and megumi have been dating a few months when he takes up baseball, and his uniform is just looking a little too good wc: 6.2k i cannot write short things for the life of me lmaoo okay bye. tags: AFAB!reader x baseballplayer!megumi warnings: 18+ only!! not proof read. slightly soft dom megumi, use of sir, good girl, princess, pretty girl etc.. light spanking, hair pulling, very light bdsm, face fucking, use of toys- anyways you get it!!!

“Baseball?” 

You asked incredulously, raising an eyebrow to your boyfriend before he’s slumping down next to you on the couch at your apartment. “I didn’t take you for a sports person.” 

His eyebrows knit together for a moment before he replied. "Yeah, it's a bit surprising," he admits, "but I didn't have much of a choice. Gojo-sensei practically dragged me into it."

You chuckle, imagining the eccentric sorcerer strong-arming Megumi into joining a college baseball team. "I can totally see that," you say, shaking your head playfully. "Knowing Gojo, he can be pretty persuasive."

Megumi nods, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

 "Persuasive is one way to put it," he says, amusement lacing his voice. "More like relentless. But I have to admit, it's not as bad as I thought it would be."

You raise an eyebrow, curious. "Oh, really? So you're enjoying it?" you ask, a hint of teasing in your tone.

He glances at you, his gaze softening. "Well, not as much as spending time with you," he replies, and your heart flutters at his sweet words. "But it's not terrible. Itadori can be a pain in the ass during practice, but the team is fun, and it's nice to be active."

You smile, his hard demeanor might hide it at times, but you've come to understand the depth of his feelings through the little moments like this. 

"I'm glad you're having a good time," you say, leaning in to rest your head against his shoulder. “and I can't wait to see your uniform.” you tease, poking his bicep.

Megumi's cheeks turn a light shade of pink, and he glances down at his bicep as it flexes beneath your touch. "Oh, really?" he says, a playful glint in his eyes. 

You can't help but giggle, enjoying the banter with him. "Well, can you blame me?" you retort with a mischievous grin. "Seeing my boyfriend all sporty and handsome in a baseball uniform."

He smirks, feigning a bit of reluctance. "Fine, fine," he says, rolling his eyes playfully. " but keep your expectations low."

The sun beat down as you and Nobara made your way to the bleachers.

The warm, dry air wrapped around you, carrying the scent of fresh-cut grass from the baseball field. Excitement buzzed in the atmosphere as the crowd filled the stadium, eager to witness the upcoming game.

As you climbed up the bleachers, you found a comfortable spot with a clear view of the baseball diamond. You couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. You’d offered to come to practice many times to support Megumi, but each time he shooed you off and insisted it wasn’t important.

Nobara plopped down next to you, fanning herself with her hand. "Geez, it's hot out here," she complained, trying to shield her eyes from the sun. "I hope the game is worth the sweat."

You chuckled, nodding in agreement. "Oh, I'm sure it will be," you said, a hint of excitement in your voice.

Nobara grinned mischievously. "Excited to see your man all sweaty and sporty?" she teased, winking at you.

You playfully nudged Nobara, trying to hide the blush creeping up your cheeks. "Well, it's not just about that," you replied, trying to sound nonchalant. "I genuinely want to support him and cheer him on."

Nobara chuckled, knowing you too well to buy your casual response. "Sure, sure," she said with a knowing smile. "But I can't blame you. Hard to resist a man in uniform."

Before you could respond you hear the crowd start to cheer, the moment finally arrived when the team emerged on the field, and your eyes locked onto Megumi. Your breath caught in your throat as you saw him. 

Your eyes couldn't help but linger on the details of Megumi's uniform. His normally porcupine-esque hair was tamed down underneath a black cap, although it didn’t stop a few strays from peeking out the sides and back. The tight long sleeved black sports shirt he wore underneath the white jersey emphasized his athletic physique. His sleeves were rolled up to the elbow exposing his pale muscular forearms, making your heart skip a beat. 

The thin black stripes running up the length of the jersey added a touch of sleekness, making him look even more dashing. You noticed the bold black letters stitched on the back, spelling out "Fushiguro" above the number thirteen. Your jaw dropped slightly ajar, thirteen was your lucky number. 

You had shared this little detail with Megumi during one of your late-night talks.  At that time, you hadn't thought much of it, just a passing conversation. But seeing him wearing that number now, it felt like he had taken your words to heart and made you a part of his identity on the field. You couldn't help but smile, feeling a deeper bond with him in that moment. It was these little things that made your relationship so special.

But the best part was the pants, you couldn't help but eye him up.  The way they hugged him, not too tightly, but when he turned his back towards you, you couldn't help but stare at his-

“Hellooo?!!” 

You blinked, snapping out of your momentary daze as Nobara's voice pulled you back to reality, her hand waving in front of your face.

Your cheeks flushed, realizing you had been caught staring. Nobara smirked, raising an eyebrow teasingly. "Lost in a daydream, were we?" she said, her tone laced with amusement.

You stammered, trying to find the right words. "I-I... Uh, I was just, you know, admiring how good he looks." you managed to say, feeling a mix of embarrassment and affectionate admiration for Megumi.

Nobara chuckled, nudging you playfully. "Oh, I can tell," she said with a sly grin. "The way you were ogling him, it's written all over your face."

You groaned, burying your face in your hands. "I didn't mean to be so obvious," you mumbled, feeling your cheeks grow even hotter.

Nobara laughed, patting your back reassuringly. "Hey, it's nothing to be embarrassed about," she said. "You're just appreciating your boyfriend, and honestly, I can't blame you. He does look pretty damn good in that uniform."

You peeked out from behind your hands, giving her a shy smile. "Yeah, he really does," you admitted, feeling a little more at ease with her playful teasing.

You turned your attention back to the field, where Megumi was scanning the crowd. Your heart fluttered as you made eye contact with him, and a warm smile spread across your face. You waved to him, signaling your presence, and he returned the gesture with a nod and a soft smile. Though he wouldn't admit it himself, his heart soared at the sight of you. 

Yuji came into view and threw an arm around Megumi's shoulder, you could see your boyfriend's familiar half-annoyed look. It was a common expression when dealing with Itadori's exuberant antics. Yuji waved enthusiastically to you and Nobara, and you both waved back with equal enthusiasm. His grin was infectious, and it was hard not to be swept up in his spirit.

A whistle called the boys away to the dugout for a final huddle before the game began, Megumi shooting you one last faint smile before joining the others. His team was up to bat second. 

As the game began, the excitement in the air was palpable. The players were making their rounds, warming up for their turn on the field. Your eyes followed each of them, but your attention always seemed to gravitate back to Megumi. When it was finally the home team's time to bat you couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation. 

Megumi had a blank expression as he prepared to play, but you knew him well enough to see the determination in his eyes. After a few of his teammates  he was up to bat next. When Megumi stepped up to the plate, you held your breath, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. You could feel the tension in the air as everyone watched intently. 

The pitcher threw the ball, and with a swift swing, Megumi connected. The crack of the bat echoed through the stadium as the ball soared through the air. Your heart raced as you followed its trajectory, hoping for the best. The ball landed safely in the outfield, and Megumi took off, running with all his might. 

The fielders scrambled to retrieve the ball, but it was too late. Megumi reached second base safely, sliding in with a well-executed double. The crowd erupted into cheers as he stood on second base, looking focused and determined. It was an impressive hit, and you could see the pride in his eyes as he stood there, ready for whatever came next.

The game continued, and with each play, you could see the passion and skill that Megumi brought to the field. He was a force to be reckoned with.

You couldn't take your eyes off him as the game continued. The way he moved on the field was captivating, and you found yourself completely enamored with him. Every subtle flex of his muscles, every long stride he took as he ran past the bases, it all had a mesmerizing effect on you. The sweat that formed above his brow only added to his appeal. 

Despite the seriousness on his face, you could see the determination in his eyes. As the game progressed, he found himself stealing glances at you whenever he could. He couldn’t help but seek your praise.

As the game reached the seventh inning stretch, the game was nearly tied. Home team was only a point behind. You were filled with excitement at the prospect of a short break. You took the opportunity to make your way down to the field, eager to greet Megumi. 

As you approached the dugout, Nobara in toe, you saw him taking a moment to catch his breath. His hair was tousled from the intensity of the game, and a sheen of sweat glistened on his forehead. Despite the exhaustion, his eyes lit up when he saw you approaching.

"Hey," you said with a smile, reaching out to wipe a bead of sweat from his brow.

"Hey," he replied, his voice a little breathless but filled with affection.

"How are you feeling?" you asked, concerned about his well-being.

"I'm good," he said, nodding. "It's been a tough game, but we're holding up."

"You're doing great out there," you said, unable to hide the admiration in your voice. "I'm so proud of you, thirteen."

A faint blush dusted his cheeks, and he looked away for a moment, as if trying to collect his thoughts. "Thank you," he finally said, his voice soft.

“She’s also been totally checking you out!” Nobara chimed in from behind you with a taunting grin, causing you to shoot her a glare.

Megumi chuckled at Nobara's playful teasing and glanced at you with a faint smile. "Is that so?" he said, raising an eyebrow in amusement.

You blushed, embarrassment flooding your stomach. "Well, maybe a little," you admitted, playfully nudging Nobara to stop her from adding more fuel to the fire.

Nobara laughed, clearly enjoying herself. "See, I told you! Can't resist a man in uniform, huh?" she said, teasingly nudging you back.

You rolled your eyes but couldn't help but smile. "Okay, fine, you caught me," you said, conceding the point. 

Megumi's smile widened, and he gave you a gentle squeeze on the shoulder and leaned down to catch your lips against his own. It wasn’t like him to initiate pda but knowing you’d been checking him out from the stands gave him a boost of confidence. The softness of his lips against yours sent a shiver down your spine, and you melted into the gentle kiss. You wrapped your arms around his waist, pulling him closer, savoring the warmth of his embrace.

Nobara gagged with feigned disgust. "Well, I'll leave you two to your moment," she said, before walking away to catch up with Yuji.

You and Megumi pulled away from the kiss, both of you trying to hide your amused smiles at Nobara's playful interruption. "Such a mood killer," you said, chuckling softly.

Megumi nodded in agreement. "She really knows how to make an exit," he said, a hint of annoyance in his voice.

As Nobara joined Yuji, they exchanged knowing glances, and you could hear her teasing followed by their laughter about the romantic moment they just witnessed. You turned back to Megumi, a playful glint now hinting in his eyes as he looked at you.

“So you like the uniform that much, huh?” He smirked, pulling you closer by the waist. 

You couldn't help but blush at Megumi's playful remark. "Maybe I do," you replied, trying to sound nonchalant, but the glint in his eyes made your heart race.

He leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear. "Is that so?" he whispered, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine. "Well, I can't blame you. I do look pretty good.”

You felt a mixture of amusement and desire as he teased you. "Confident, aren't you?" you said, trying to regain some semblance of composure.

He leaned back slightly, his gaze intense as he looked at you as a smile played on his mouth.

“Well,” You say, your turn to tease. “I have always wanted to get with a baseball player, but only one from a winning team.” Your finger traced down his chest, looking at him through your lashes. 

Megumi lips twitched up with a grin, clearly enjoying the playful banter and forgetting to maintain his brooding composure. 

"Oh, so you have high standards, huh?" he replied, his voice laced with amusement.

You nodded, feigning seriousness. "Absolutely," you said, playing along. "I can't be seen with just any player. Only the best for me."

Before he could reply the coach called out, and Megumi's playfulness shifted back to his normal straight faced demeanor. The break was over and he was being summoned back to the field. He let out a sigh not wanting his time with you to end, but if you wanted the best player, then that’s what he would be.

He gave you a final squeeze before you returned to the bleachers with Nobara.

As the game neared its nail-biting conclusion, the tension in the stadium reached its peak.

The scoreboard showed a tie of 4-4, and everyone held their breath, anxious to see which team would emerge victorious.

As the clock ticked away, the home team desperately shuffled through players, trying to find the one who could secure that critical extra point. Each attempt came up short, and the pressure mounted with every passing second. Amidst the flurry of emotions, you glanced at Megumi, expecting to see some sign of nerves. But to your surprise, he appeared calm and composed, his demeanor unwavering.

Then, the moment everyone had been waiting for arrived. It was Megumi's turn – the final batter. The weight of the game rested on his shoulders, and the stadium seemed to hold its collective breath. Your heart pounded in your chest as you clutched your hands together, unable to tear your eyes away from the field. Nobara stood beside you, equally absorbed in the unfolding drama.

He made his way up and stood at the plate, his expression focused. Before the pitcher threw the ball, Megumi's eyes caught yours, and he winked. 

The pitcher wound up, and the ball came hurtling towards Megumi. With precision and strength, he swung the bat, and the ball soared through the air. The stadium went silent as they followed the trajectory of the ball. The outfielders scrambled to catch it, but it was clear that Megumi's hit was a powerful one. The ball sailed far beyond their reach.

It was a home run.

The stadium erupted into cheers, and you jumped to your feet, clapping and cheering with joy. 

Nobara cheered beside you, clapping her hands with glee. "That's our boy!" she exclaimed, her excitement matching yours.

Megumi had done it—he had secured victory for his team. You watched as he rounded the bases, a small smile playing on his lips. As he crossed home plate, he was met with cheers and applause from his teammates. They engulfed him and nearly lifted him off the ground, celebrating the hard-fought victory.

You tore your way down to the field, eager to congratulate him personally. As you reached Megumi, he broke away from the team and you couldn't contain your excitement. Without hesitation, you leaped into his arms, wrapping your legs around his waist, nearly tackling him to the ground. He caught you effortlessly, a surprised but delighted expression on his face. He chuckled, holding you close as you both shared a moment of sheer bliss.

"You were amazing out there!" you exclaimed, unable to contain your enthusiasm. "What was that?!"

He grinned, a mix of pride and something else playing in his eyes.  He chuckled, a low and husky sound that sent shivers down your spine. He pulled you even closer, his lips nearly brushing against yours as he whispered,“You said you’d only get with the best players, so”

You gaped, raising an eyebrow. “That was for me?”

His fingers traced delicate patterns on your back, sending a delicious tingling sensation through your body. "Well, I aim to please," he murmured, his breath warm against your skin.

You leaned back slightly, looking up at him with a sly grin. "And you always hit the mark," you said, your voice dripping with playful innuendo.

He raised an eyebrow, his playful smirk never leaving his lips. He paused for a moment, looking at the team and back to you. 

“Let’s get outta here, ya?” he said, his voice low and seductive. His fingers squeeze your hips.

“You don't want to celebrate with the team?” You ask, although you know the answer.

Megumi leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispered, "I'd much rather celebrate with you in private." His fingers continued to squeeze you, sending a thrilling shiver through your body.

You couldn't resist the allure in his voice and his dark gaze. The idea of being alone with him, away from the crowd, was enticing.

"I guess the team can handle the celebration without us," you said, your own voice cracking slightly with your own desire.

A sly grin spread across Megumi's face as he heard your response. "That's my girl," he whispered, his lips grazing your earlobe before trailing down to your neck. “Let’s go back to your place.”

His touch sent shivers of anticipation down your spine, and you could feel the heat building between you. Without waiting for another word, he took your hand and led you away from the field, the noise of the crowd fading into the background. You followed him eagerly, your heart pounding with excitement.

You barely make it through the door of your apartment, shoes being kicked off, nearly stumbling over each other as Megumi's lips attack yours. Your fingers tangle in his hair as you kiss him back with equal fervor, his cap falling to the floor while you're lost in the intoxicating taste and feel of him. The smell of sunblock and sweat mixed with his cologne filled your nostrils.

"I've been waiting for this all game," he murmured against your lips, his voice husky with desire. "You drive me crazy, you know that?"

You couldn't help but smirk, feeling empowered by the effect you had on him. "Well, I'm glad to know I have that effect on you," you teased, biting your lip playfully.

He growls low in his throat, his eyes smoldering with intensity. "You have no idea," he replied, one of his hands slipping under your shirt. 

The sensation of his hands on your skin sent shivers of pleasure through your body, and you let out a soft hum, unable to contain the overwhelming desire that surged within you. Megumi's lips left a trail of fiery kisses along your jawline, his fingers tangling themselves in your hair before yanking your head back, exposing your neck. 

You gasped slightly and arched your neck to grant him better access, relishing the feeling. With each kiss, each bite, he marked you as his, leaving an imprint on your skin. Your breath hitched, and a whimper escaped your lips. His growl of approval echoed in your ear.

You clung to him, your fingers digging into his shoulders, urging him closer. Before you could move anymore he peeled back from you, releasing his grip from your hair. His eyes were clouded with lust, cheeks tinted red from the heated encounter. 

“Bed. Now.” His voice was low. 

His commanding tone sent a rush of excitement down to your core, heat now pooling between your legs. You didn't need to be told twice, quickly making your way to your bedroom and clambering onto the soft top mattress.

Megumi was hot on your tail, quick to climb over you and press you into the mattress with another hungry kiss. Your lips part welcoming his tongue, enveloped by his sweet and salty taste. He settles himself between your legs, hips pressing into you in an attempt to gain a little friction on the growing bulge in his pants. You moan into his mouth and wiggle your hips in tandem, earning a low groan from Megumi's throat. 

He pulls away, leaving your lips chasing his for a moment before he pushes you back down flush with the mattress. His hands travel down your body, finding the hem of your shirt. You could feel his fingers graze the bare skin, and a soft gasp escaped your lips, fueling his desire even more.

As if in response to your unspoken plea, Megumi moved his hands upwards, teasingly inching your shirt off your body. Your back arched in response, and with a slow and deliberate movement, he finally pulled your shirt over your head.

You can sense the satisfaction pool behind his hooded gaze to see you weren't wearing a bra, your nipples quickly hardening as the air hit them. His head was fuzzy, swimming is the sight of you beneath him, swollen lips and big doe eyes looking up at him with a near teary expression. He went to undo the buttons of his jersey but your hands gripped over his, halting his movements.

"Leave it on," you plead, your voice coming out weaker than you'd hoped, but you could see the desire in his eyes intensify, an amused smirk playing at his lips.

“Fine, but only if you behave, pretty girl.” He growled, grabbing your wrists and holding them together with one large hand. 

You nod fervently as his free hand unclips his belt, yanking it from its loops.

“What do you say?” He snaps, grip tightening on your skin. 

“Yes sir!” You chirp, squirming slightly under his touch. 

He makes fast work of securing the belt tightly around your wrists. 

“Good girl.” He relished in the control he had over you, and the power dynamic between you both fueled you even further. “Stay.”

He lifts himself off the bed in one swift movement, and you bite your lip to keep from protesting watching him intently as he opens your bedside drawer. You feel your stomach flutter when he pulls out the vibrator you have stashed there. 

He turns his attention back to you, dropping the toy on the bed beside you, and his hands find your ankles. Before you could protest he was dragging you to the edge of the bed, earning a squeal from your lips. He smirked, hands now running up your legs to find the edge of your bottoms, fingers dipping under the fabric. Your hips lifted in response and he made quick work of discarding the rest of your outfit, save for your underwear, a wet spot now visible from your arousal. You could see the way his pupils dilate, tongue jetting out to wet his lips at the sight.

“God pretty girl, you really do like this uniform, hmm?” He growls, swiping a finger over the wet spot. 

Your hips buck instinctively and a gasp escapes your lips, head lulling back into the mattress. A sudden slap to your inner thigh causes you to yelp.

“Answer me princess.” His gaze is crushing, yet his tone is soft, controlled. He looks at you expectantly, long fingers dancing over your now stinging skin.

“Y-yes sir! Couldn't stop watching you all game.” You whine, hips twitching as his fingers trace around your hips, coming dangerously close to your throbbing heat before moving away again. 

He hums in response, pushing your thighs apart with one hand before grabbing your bound wrists and placing them above your head. You bite your lip with anticipation, watching his calculated movements as he grabs the vibrator flicking it on to the lowest setting. A dull hum fills the room. 

“Keep your arms up for me pretty, and don't close your legs on me either.” Again he spoke with such a cool composure it sent a shiver down your spine. 

Before you can respond he presses the vibrator into your clothed pussy and watches as you go slackjaw, eyes rolling back in your head. His dick twitches in his pants, straining against the fabric as his free hand grips the plush of your thigh. He grits his teeth, doing all he can to not fuck you right away. 

A drawn out whine escapes you as he drags the vibrator in slow movements against your clit, the fabric of your panties dulling the sensation ever so slightly. Your hips roll upwards, trying to increase the friction, but Megumi's grip on your thigh limits your movements. Watching you crumble so quickly beneath him has Megumi drowning in his own ego. His grip leaves your thigh for a moment to palm himself through his pants. 

He continues with the tortuous movements for a bit longer, waiting until you're a wristhing mess beneath him. His free hand is now tracing the edge of your underwear, teasing for a moment before pulling the fabric to the side and exposing your dripping cunt. 

He’s quick to push the vibrator to a higher setting, gliding it through your wet folds before resting on your now exposed clit. Your back arches once again at the new feeling, a shrill moan tumbling past parted lips. A low groan pushes its way from Megumi's chest as he watches you. You’re so lost in the sensation you don't even notice your legs closing around him until the vibrator is being yanked away and a harsh slap is laid on your puffy clit, eliciting a lewd cry to tear its way from your throat and tears stinging your eyes. 

“Legs open princess.” He coos, voice sickly sweet as if he hadn't just left a throbbing sting in between your legs. You concede with a whimper, opening your legs to him again. 

Before he went back to his game, he quickly undid the zipper on his pants, dragging the fabric down just enough to let his cock spill free. He let out a low hiss through clenched teeth, the discomfort of having it confined had grown to be too much for his liking, and a pearl of precum quickly dribbled down the length. You let out a needy moan as you watched, walls suddenly feeling very empty without him filling you up. 

But he was not letting himself fall to temptation, not quite yet. He gripped the vibrator again, but seemed to pause for a moment, as if he was pondering to himself. You whine, pussy throbbing at the prolonged loss of contact, hips raising in the air to grind into nothing. 

“Megu- Sir, please” You plead, batting your teary lashes. 

Your voice seems to call him back to reality, looking at you, expression unreadable. Before you could continue your whining he grabs your soft hips and spins you around earning a squeak in response. Your head is now dangling at the edge of the bed where your hips had just been, face to face with Megumi's throbbing cock. He grips the base, pumping himself a few times before tapping the sensitive head against your bruised lips. 

“Open.” He directs. 

You oblige eagerly, letting your jaw fall open as he pushes himself into your mouth. 

A strangled moan catches in his throat, one hand coming down to catch your face as his brows knit together.  “That’s it, good- hhgnnn- oh! God- good girl”

The sound of his moans mixed with praise sends another wave of slick leaking from your core. You wish to reach out and help guide him forward with your hands but they remain bound, now hovering just above your chest. 

You fight off a gag as he pushes himself further down your throat, drool starting to leak out the corners of your mouth. You breathe deeply through your nose, closing your eyes and forcing your gag reflex to relax. Megumi was overwhelmed for a moment, appreciating the feeling of your cheeks hollowing out against him. Letting out another low groan, he begins to carry a steady tempo fucking your face. 

The pleasure is enough that he’s fighting to keep his eyes open, but the sight is too much to not have his gaze glued to you. His jaw hung open watching the way his cock leaves your mouth covered in a glossy sheen of saliva, only to plunge back in while you hold back gags. 

“Oh fuck- fuck pretty, mmmnn- doing so good- ahh-.. taking my fu- fucking cock.” He muttered, dragging his index finger over the corner of your lips to catch the drool that threatened to spill down your face. 

A harsh buzz against your clit causes your body to jolt as he presses the vibrator against you with his other hand, catching you off guard. Tears prickle your vision but you can only whine in response, sending vibrations running through his dick that caused him to shutter above you and shove his hips into your face again. The way you writhe underneath him is almost too much to take, and the expression on his face is downright sinful. 

The combination of the vibrations on your clit and Megumi's sensitive tip prodding the back of your throat has you squirming, nearly sobbing against his dick. Your hips buck and the coil in your stomach begins to tighten when you hear Megumi growl above you. A few more pumps of his hips and he’s pulling out of your mouth, a string of drool momentarily clinging on before breaking away. He lets out a low hiss at the loss of touch, but he’s not about to cum just yet. 

You look up at him with labored breathing as your airways are now clear. He looks so good in that god damn uniform. His pupils are blown as he drinks you in, your completely disheveled appearance, cheeks dusted pink and tear stained, completely fucked out before he’s even stuffed you full. He helps you to sit up, catching your chin with his thumb and index and bringing his lips down on yours in another, more loving, kiss. 

“You’re so fucking beautiful, pretty girl.” He mumbles, barely pulling away from the kiss. You hum happily against him.

After a few more minutes of a sultry makeout session Megumi grabs one of the pillows from the top of the bed. You watch curiously as he places it down before once again grabbing the vibrator, placing it on the pillow. 

“Lay on your stomach princess.” He orders, slightly more demanding now. 

You part your lips as if to reply, but decide against it. Megumi's hands help guide you into position, laying flat on the mattress, bound wrists stretched out in front of you. The pillow stuffed underneath you keeps your hips angled upwards while also holding the vibrator in place, pushing against your swollen clit. Megumi positions himself behind you, admiring his handiwork before laying a quick slap to your ass, surely leaving a mark. You whimper in response, cheek squished against the comforter. 

Megumi's hand wraps around the base of his dick once again, giving it a few more pumps before prodding your wet folds teasingly. Your hips push back towards his in response, earning another smack on your backside. You yelp and he smooths his hand over your skin, soothing the sting.

“So eager.” You can practically hear the smile in his voice, his hand slipping between your legs and clicking the vibrator on, setting it to a medium thrum. 

A muffled moan spills out of you while you do your best to hold still. “Mmnnm- Please sir! I need it- ahh- ” 

He lets out a soft groan, pulling his pants down further so they rest on his thighs before yanking the loose fabric of his shirt up behind his neck, giving him a clear view. With his hands now free he grips onto your hips to steady himself while lining up with your entrance. You can feel the anticipation nearly beading off of you, another sultry moan escaping you as he pressed his tip into your folds. 

Megumi finds himself mesmerized, completely engulfed in the way your soaking cunt is basically sucking him in. As he finally pushes his way inside of you his head falls back on his shoulders, an audible groan bubbling up from deep within him as he tucks his lower lip between his teeth. You flutter around him, your own drawn out whine mixing with his at the feeling of your walls being stretched out and his fingernails digging into your supple skin. 

“Holy fuck princess- nnngg-god-” He breathes as he drags his cock out painfully slow before pushing back in, bottoming out as his hips go flush against your ass. “t-takin’ this cock so well. how do you- ugnn-  always feel s’good” He tries to maintain his domineering tone, but your walls coaxing him forward have him sounding downright needy. 

You can’t even formulate a response. The sensation of his thick cock dragging in and out of you mixed with the vibrator relentlessly pushing against your clit had you in another world. It was euphoric. Megumi watched the withdrawals of his hips before plunging back into your needy cunt, gritting his teeth. His body hunched over your own, one hand finding its way to the back of your neck pressing you deeper into the mattress as his hips picked up a relentless place. A slew of curses spewed from your mouth, fingers gripping mindlessly into the comforter unable to move from their bound position. 

The sounds that filled the room were filthy, skin hitting against skin, the soft squelch every time megumi's hips rolled into yours. You felt so full, each thrust causing your clit to rub harder against the vibrator beneath you and your silky walls to clench around him. Your stomach began to tighten again as you approached your high. The pleasure was bordering on too much, strangled sobs only able to claw their way out along with Megumi's name falling from your tongue. He was too pussy drunk to even correct you to call him sir, thighs quivering as he pounded into you. 

Without faltering his pace he moves his hand into your hair yanking your head back, just enough  to place a sloppy kiss on your jaw. His ragged breath is hot against your ear. 

“gonna be a good girl and cum for me, princess?” he growls, hips now rutting into you in smaller, rougher thrusts clearly aimed at grinding himself into your g-spot. 

That was all it took, you felt your jaw go slack, crying out as your orgasm ran over you like a steamroller. Your hips wriggle forward, trying to escape the buzz of the vibrator on the verge of over stimulating your clit. But Megumi's strong grip holds you down, forcing you to ride out your orgasm and relishing in the feeling of your walls fluttering on his cock. You’re nearly crying at this point, your whole body trembling. Finally he releases his grip and you lurch forward, only to be caught by his hands yet again and rolled onto your back. 

Megumi kneels over you, straddling your torso as he pumped his cock furiously in his hand, his own orgasm rearing out. You can only stare up at him, mouth hanging open completely fucked out. He lets out a lengthy sob of his own, curling over you as the coil in his stomach snaps and sticky cum lands in spirts on your chest and neck. His hips buckle slightly with each thrust and you can feel his legs shaking at your sides before he’s collapsing next to you. 

You both stare at the ceiling, just taking a moment to catch your breath. Once you both sink back into reality Megumi gently rolls over to face you, his fingers deftly unfastening the belt that bound your wrists. You notice a grin plastered on his face. 

“What are you smiling about?” You ask breathlessly, raising an eyebrow.

His grin widens as he looks at you playfully. “I should have started playing baseball a long time ago.”

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Kinktober day 27 - Cockwarming

Pairing: Megumi x F!Reader Warnings: 18+! MDNI!, NSFW, Smut, Cockwarming, character aged up, Sexual tension, Friends to lovers, Summary: Megumi called you clingy and needy the other day, So you thought to yourself you would just sit in his lap and be clingy then. A/N: masterpost & links are pinned on my tumblr. I know people have different take on Megumi+smut, But I just wanted to try something different (: oh, and this is kinda long.. ops hihi (:

You stormed into his room feeling the need to piss him off, test him a little and just you know see what the actual fuck he wants. You closed the door with your foot as you walked inside the room. When you turned around the corner he just sat there with his usual bored looking face "You can knock can't you?" he asked you and turned his head around. You mentaly tried to come back with a clever answer, when you got an idea. "what's up?" he asked you as he raised his eyebrow. "Oh, you know" you said as you walked over to him, He pushed his chair away from his desk to look up at you. He could tell you were pissed, but he kinda was amused by this. "well?" he waited. Your heart was beating but you knew you had to prove a point. So you sat down on his lap straddling him. "I'm being clingy" you said "Is that a problem for you?"

He sighed "I know what you're doing, It's not gonna work" he said simple and dragged the chair over to the desk, making you lean your chin on his shoulder "I'm not doing anything" you said as you moved closer to his chest and was actually suprised on how comfertable it was sitting so close to him. He was so warm and smelled so good. Looking at his neck made you want to just taste it. "I'm just gonna sit here for a while." you said as you turned your head and laid your cheek on his shoulder. He was stubborn sure, But you could be too! and you were not moving an inch.

He sighed and continued to study. He began to notice how warm you felt and how comfertable it actually was, he was stopped on thinking anything further on this, when he felt your chest heave. He laid down his pen and heard you actually had fallen asleep. He sighed loudly "Tsk" He was not gonna cave.

He continued to study for a while, When he found your breathing sounds were actually comforting and helping him study. You were about to lean backwards and fall into the desk when he quickly grabbed your back and leaned you into his chest and moved your head carefully back on his shoulder. He held his one hand on your back and began to study further. Automatically his chin leaned on your shoulder, while he was still holding you close.

He was trying to focus when he heard you began to pant slowly, it sounded a little pornographic. He sighed and cursed under his breath, He knew this was either a test or it was real. He listened to your heartbeat and your breathing and heard it was real. "Y/n" he said, in response you started to mumble something gibberish. "Y/n?" he said more clearly and tried to poke inside your hips to tickle you, Your reaticon was to jump slightly "sorry" and then you looked at him confused, you didn't know why he had this look on his face.

But what happend for him was that the instant he tickled you: you thrusted your core onto his dick. He tried to maintain his growing member as he looked at you. But your sweet core was starting to feel more and more tempting.

"I fell asleep" you said and before he could react you moved your hips onto his member and leaned into his chest. He closed his eyes shut as he tried to hold back his groans. He gripped the desk tight as he was failing so badly. You felt his member growing and blushed instantly.

You couldn't help but feel so aroused by him. You used to have a big crush on him.. but ever since you saw him talking to someone else you got jealous and cried about it for a week and stopped seeing him so often. So when you finally had build up the currage to talk to him he called you needy and clingy. So you were hurt and pissed, but right now he smelled so good and you couldn't stop thinking maybe you werent over him at all. Well ofcourse you weren't, you were litterally straddling him atm. He made you so damn frustrated.

Your hips wanted to grind your core onto his dick and just unleash your moans. The only solution was to ask him "Do you want me to leave?" you waited for his reply as you were breathing slowly. "No" he said. "Ok, then you don't mind I do this?" you said and thrusted your core onto his member "No" he huffed and gripped tighter on the desk. "y/n, Why are you doing this?" he said as he swallowed. You looked at him and wrapped a hand on his neck and moved it up to his hair and pushed your chest into his as you sat flushed into him.

He gazed up at you "I told you I'm not doing anything" you said and leaned twoards his mouth as you grinded hard. You wanted to be close to his mouth, you wanted to hear his deep breaths. He breathed silently as he tried to not admidt how much he actually was enjoying this. "You want me to stop?" you asked him as you thrusted once more and leaned your lips against his. "No" he said as he could taste your hot breath. He couldn't help but let out a groan as it felt so good to have you grind like this into his lap, you felt the rush from his groans as you just wanted him so bad.

The whole situation was kinda dumb he thought at first, but now he was more busy thinking how much you take his breath away. He always knew how wonderful you are and how much you made him smile, even if he didn’t want to. He is frustrated with his feelings for you cause he couldn't get you out of his head for some time now, he didn't know how to proceed or act around you. So when someone else openly hit on him he noticed how much he actually cared about you, but then you started to ignore him. He was hurt, no matter what logic he had told himself he gave you space. So when you started to talk to him again he couldn't help but be angry and call you Clingy and Needy. You made him so damn frustrated.

"Then you don't mind If I do this" you said and unstraddled him and pushed his chair away. He tried to look at you seriously but you could see he was sligthly blushing. "You can tell me when I should stop being so damn clingy anytime you want and I will leave" you said and took off your pants and panties in one pull, reavealing your clit. He swallowed hard as he couldn’t keep his eyes off you "You are clingy and needy" he said stubborn. "Fine" you said "Let me show you how fucking clingy and needy I can be then" you said and grabbed tight on his pants. You waited a second to see if he would stop you but he just gave you a look "Go on" he said, You were a little shocked that he didn't cave. You dragged his pants and breifs down in one pull. "Fuck" you let out as you saw how beautiful his dick was. He couldn't help but to smirk at your reaction, he liked it. "Hurry up will you? I gotta finish this" he said.

You straddled him as you tried to push his dick inside you, You were looking at him this entire time and he couldn't help but to look back at you. You moaned as you tried to push his length inside you, Considering how wet you were it helped. Hearing you moan made his head fall back into his chair. He began to breath deeply as he was struggling bad. He loved the feeling of your tight and wet core. He tried to hold back his groans and feelings about how fucking good this felt like and how turned on he was.

He moved his head up as he let out a silent groan, he couldn't help but watch down on his dick as you thrusted down on him. He groaned as you finally had his whole length inside you you. You tried to contain your moans, so they came only out as a whisper. He breathed heavily as he could hear your sweet silent moans clearly. You leaned into his chest and tried to moan silently.

You tried to breathe "Now you can continue studying" you barely managed to say. The way you said it made him crazy, cause he could hear it in your voice how turned on you were, He could feel your heartbeat racing as your chest was pressed against his. He let out a silent groan as he felt how wet and good your core felt like. He sighed hard and he gripped tight on his desk and pushed himself closer. "Thank you" he said in the most sexiest way ever making your head spin, causing you to let out a moan. He gripped tight on the desk trying not to thrust up into you. He gripped his pen tightly and tried to focus. You tried to breathe calmly before you said "well, aren't you gonna study?" He gripped the pen so tight it broke in two "yes" he groaned.

Suddenly you could hear his telephone ring, you couldn't help but to smirk at him as you looked him in the eyes. "Answer the call" you dared him, "No Problem" he huffed and grabbed the phone and saw it was Yuji who was calling, he swiped answer and held it to his ear. You could barely hear what he was saying, but he was rambling on, something about a movie. "No" he answered quickly. You could hear yuji rambling on, being so close to his chest you could feel how fast his heart was racing. "Im busy" He said again to Yuji. You leaned down your forehead on on his shoulder.

The situation turned you on so bad you felt your walls tightning around his shaft and your hips began to automatically thrust down on his dick. You let out a silent moan as you bended your back, He wrapped his hand around your waist tight. He managed to put the phone on mute before he began to groan loudly "Y/n" His head flew back in defeat "Fuck" he breathed heavily as his hips were beginning to thrust up into your wet clit. "Hang up" you moaned and leaned in kissed his neck and you moved your lips up to his mouth as you could taste his moans. He couldnt stop thrusting up into you. He looked at you as he muffled your mouth hard. "Wait" he said. While staring at you and he put the phone on unmute. He asked yuji "Is it a life or death situation?" and you could hear Yuji answer "There you are! No, why-" before yuji could finish his sentence Megumi said "Later."

The minute he hung up the phone and threw away his phone, He crashed his lips into yours. You wrapped your hands around his neck as you deepned the kiss. He was hungry for your lips, he groaned as your mouths were pressed together, you could taste your shared breath. He wrapped his hands around your waist and began to thrust harder into you.

You felt a surge coming on, your walls tightning around his shaft. You panted heavily as your eyes went behind your head. "Megumi" You moaned as your hips were moving automatically down on his dick. "Fuck Y/n" He groaned he quickly wrapped his hands around your waist. He began to thrust hard into you causing you to unleash your moans. He moved his one of his hands and muffled your moans as he kept thrusting inside you. You climaxed so hard you shaked uncontrollably down on his dick, riding out your climax and moaned into his lips.

He groaned loudly as he slowed his hips down "I'm Close" he huffed, he realesed you and you quickly unstraddled him and sat down on you knees. He began to pump his dick and you eagerly thrusted your mouth on his dick. He held your hair and panted as he saw you bobb your head "Just like that, ah fuck." He groaned as his hips began to slightly thrust inside your mouth, you held his hips as you managed to push his entire length inside your mouth, while looking up at him. He melted at the sight. "Y/n" he groaned and swallowed hard “ah”You pulled out to breathe and then continued to inhale and bobbed your head as you sucked his dick. He groaned and breathed heavily when he climaxed his cum inside you. You bobbed your head as he pulled out slowly out of you. you swallowed his cum as you were still looking up at him.

He sat down on his chair and panted as he looked down at you. You were unsure about the situation but you knew you would regret it if you didn't say your piece. "Megumi, listen" you said and stood up to find your panties, but when you couldnt find them you looked at him and nearly shouted "I'm in love with you"

You looked down afraid to look at him, you panicked and tried to find your panties by his bed when he suddenly suprised you. He grabbed your thighs and pulled you into a hug as he jumped into the bed with you. He leaned on top of you and stared into your eyes as he leaned in and kissed you deeply making your heart flutter. He whispered into your lips "Me too"

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[luvjaclyn]

dreams to be desired - fushiguro megumi

word count: 7.3k warnings: swearing, implied smut (smutty without being smut bc i’m shy) summary: you know megumi dreams about you, but he’s still too reserved to make the first move.  oh well, you’ll just take matters into your own hands.

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“𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭”

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: pussy-drunk/cockdrunk, riding, squirting, oral, overstimulation, light pain kink cause you're too tight, mirror sex, mating press, full nelson, doggy, lotus, holding you in the air, overstimulation, praise, begging, cumming inside you, mind break, daddy/mama/princess/sweetheart/beautiful etc..., some hair pulling

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧: geto, gojo, choso and toji (separate) “it’s too tight”

𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢

You’re bent over the bathroom counter. Holding you off the ground by your hip. His thick, rough fingers dig into your hip's squishy crease. "Fuck Mama, you're so damn good. Can't enough of your tight sloppy cunt." He tightens his grasp on your hair, yanking your head back to make you look into the mirror.

Roughly pulling by your hip to meet Toji’s harsh, quick thrusts from behind. His fat balls slapping your clit. Mewling, “DADDY! RIGHT THERE! PLEASE!” Your eyes roll back, jaw-dropping into a perfect o with a loud moan. Reaching back, he lets your hair go, grabbing your wrist, trusting it behind your back. You're a toy for him to get off.

Clenching Toji's cock, you can feel the soft texture of his skin, the hardness of his cock, and every pulsing vein better than before. Toji tosses his head back, yanking you up by your hair to his broad chest. Lowering his leg from the counter, slamming you down on this thick cock to make you meet his thrust.

Toji groans, "You're too tight mama, you trying to milk my cock sweetheart? Trying to make me cum inside your beautiful, hot tight pussy." He groans, bouncing you faster on his cock. "If you keep squeezing my cock like that I won't be able to pull out." Curling your toes when the harsh force of the thrust makes your mind go blank from the intense pleasure.

Wrapping your arm around his neck, he grabs the back of your knees. Spreading your legs your soaking cunt looks so good taking Toji's pale, veiny cock. Begging Toji, “Stuff me full! Please Daddy, wanna feel your cock throb as you cum inside me. Want your warm, thick cum fucked deep into me!” Tilting your head back Toji leans down to give you a rough, sloppy short kiss.

Breaking the kiss, looking in the mirror. “Your sloppy cunt looks so good taking my cock mama. Such a beautiful clit, soft lips, and you’re so wet, dripping down my balls. Nnn mama I can’t get enough of you.” His praise goes straight to your sensitive, quivering cunt.

You can’t take your eyes off the sweet drunken look of pleasure on his handsome face. He groans, “You’re too tight mama, you feel so fuckin goooood. Need my cum that badly princess?”

𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐨

Laying down on Choso's hard, broad muscular chest. He's holding your legs apart by the back of your knees. Rutting his hips up, gliding his fat, veiny cock into your soaking cunt. Keeping his feet planted on your bed to help him keep a steady but quick pace.

His fat veiny cock spitting you open in such a position feels overwhelmingly pleasurable. "Daddy please, don't stop!" Mewling, begging for more despite your cunt squirting on his cock. Thick clear cum spraying onto your bed, drenching his balls you intend to drain of every last drop of cum.

You have long since given up thinking, too enraptured by the way his heavy cock feels inside of you. Evert stroke rubbing your g-spot making your toes curl. Choso grunts, "Princess you're too tight, I don't wanna stop. Nnng so fuckin' tight, wet, can't get enough." Rolling over, stuffing your face into your pillow, lifting your hips in the air.

Roughly fucking his cock into you, spreading your lips apart to watch your tight hole take his cock. "You're so beautiful my love. Your little cunt is going to make me cum quicker than I want to. When I want to take my time enjoying your squelching, tight cunt." He grabs your wrist, pinning them behind your back.

Pulling you back to meet his thrusts, lifting your face out of the pillow. "Please cum please please cum!" Your cunt is spasming around his cock from another rapidly building peak even though you just squirted on his cock.

Choso's thick, veiny cock, smooth deep moans, and quick, rough thrusts are too much for you to handle. "Do you think I'm stopping when I cum?" Reaching around, rubbing your clit. Your toes curl from the attention shown to your puffy, sensitive clit.

His cock jerks, twitching inside of you, his veins pulsing with the thick cum spurting from his cock. Stuffing his thick cream into your cunt with sloppy, rough, uneven thrusts. Pulling your head back, to give you a sloppy kiss.

The way he has your smaller body pinned beneath his massive, muscular one is intoxicating. Your slick dripping down your thighs as you cum again. You would never be able to make your cunt cum this many times.

How many times have you even cummed? You can't even think to count. All you can do is feel his massive cock splitting your soaking cunt open. Choso breaks the kiss to groan, "I don't think your tight cunt will let me pull out that easily. She's begging for more, I'll have to fuck her loose before I stop." Your cunt's squelching is as loud as your moans.

𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮

His sleepy smile drops into a perfect o when you sink your hips down on Satoru's long, slightly thick, veiny cock. Clenching when his head rubs your g-spot. The sweet pleasure driving you to bounce faster.

Moaning, "I'm so proud of you for working so hard." His cheeks flush pink, a cocky smirk stretching across his face. He leans down, stopping shy of your lips. Leaving you waiting for a kiss.

Cupping his face, swiping your thumb slowly. He croons, "I know you are but fuck do I love hearing it." His gentle, passionate kiss gets rougher when he slips his tongue past your lips.

Settling into a steady rhythm, moaning into his mouth when he pinches your nipples, pulling till you cry. Gently rubbing them afterward to soothe the slight ache. You can feel every swipe in your clit.

Biting his lip making Satoru whine. Breaking away, admiring how pouty and pink his bottom lip looks, his beautiful, cocky, careless smile. Satoru loudly moans, "That's it you look so hot using my cock like it's a toy." The sound and his words go straight to your cunt.

Clenching his cock, rocking your hips faster, your clit rubbing the clean shaved skin above his cock. His words, "Sweetheart your cunt is getting so tight and sloppy." The way his cock feels gliding into your tight, sensitive cunt makes you lose all other thoughts.

"You're gonna make me cum if you don't stop." Purposefully clenching, sliding your hand into his fluffy hair tilting his head to the side. Gently biting his neck, sucking intending to leave several bright red marks on his pale skin.

Urging him, "Go ahead, bust inside my tight cunt. I fuck your cum deeper into me as I keep riding your overly sensitive cock. I wanna feel your cock throb as you cum." Groaning when you feel his cock's veins pulse seconds before his thick cum spurts into you. His warm cum gets you off but you want more.

Relentlessly riding his cock keeping him from going soft. Stuffing his warm cum deeper into your sensitive cunt. making Satoru squirm and moan, "Fuck! Fuckmefuck! You'retootight!" Pulling away from his neck, looking up into his beautiful face.

Swiping your thumb across his bottom lip. You croon, "You'll be able to handle it won't you?"

𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮

Suguru is an addict when it comes to eating you out. The tangy taste of your cunt is his favorite flavor to replace the nasty bile aftertaste of swallowing a curse. Every time after a shift you'd spread your legs at his or your place for him to bury his face into.

No one could eat your cunt into a sensitive, sloppy mess the way Suguru does. To the point where you're a trembling, mewling mess, crying as hard as your cunt is drooling down Suguru's chin.

Pulling on Suguru's hair, his bun having long given up with the band abandoned somewhere on the bed. Mewling, "I've already cummed too much, I can't." Suguru doesn't stop pumping his tongue into your quivering, overly sensitive cunt.

He groans when you tug on his hair harder, not budging in the slightest. Squeezing your squishy thigh, rubbing your clit faster. Silently telling you everything without saying a word. Another loud hungry moan and your gushing.

Squirting thick clear cum into Suguru's mouth, trickling down his chin. He plays his hand on your navel, pinning you down to keep you from running away. Fucking your soaking wet cunt with his tongue, playing with your clit till your cunt stops spasming.

Moving his thumb to kiss your clit, sliding his fingers down your plush lip. He croons, "You're so good for me princess, knew you're beautiful cunt could squirt for me." Effortlessly picking you up, getting on the bed with you on his lap.

Holding you up by an arm around your waist lining his cock up. "You're going to cum one more time on my cock, let me feel how tight you get when you cream." Using some force to nudge his cock past your lips into your tight cunt.

Trembling from the intensely pleasurable burn of his too-thick cock spitting you open. You can't think to do anything more then whine, "Daddy as you feel his cock head going deep inside of you.

Loudly Suguru moans, "Sweetheart you're so tight! Too tight!" He takes a moment to pause, getting used to how tightly your soaking wet cunt is clenching him. Rocking your hips seeking the toe-curling friction that will make you cum

Watching beautiful expressions of pleasure take over his handsome face. "It's too much, I need more. Need to make your tiny, soft hole gap from my fat cock. Mm I need you to-don't stop! Nnnn!"

strawberry brat all works

#jjk choso #jjk smut

[luvjaclyn]

hey sweet!! well i have a request for you, okay okay imagine megumi having a daddy kink but hasn't realized (or he's in denial) and when he fucks his little gf she suddenly calls him "daddy" how do you think he would react?

・✶ ｡ﾟmegumi isn’t sure why your new name for him makes his cock throb ♱ warnings : f!reader, aged!up megumi, daddy kink ( like an experimentation ), he’s not sure how he feels about it but he doesn’t deny it, he suddenly pulls out at the end im sorry dis is sloppy :’>

“g-god, you feel so good.” megumi grunts, his voice low and shaky before its followed with another slow, languid draw back of his hips before they clap against yours once more, and the sudden brush of his cock against the sensitive spot inside of you has a long, whispery sound pouring from your lips as your thighs squeeze around his waist.

you watch the way he looks down at you through his dark lashes, drinking in every dip of your figure and furrow of your brows before your lips part to moan and the sight of you so pliant and pretty, and his, makes his cock throb before he’s sinking back into your pussy — swallowing heavily when you squeeze around the sensitive head of his cock.

“‘gumi—d-daddy, harder, ah!” you whisper, your eyes cloudy with want as you blink up at him and there’s a slight stutter to megumi’s pace at the unfamiliar nickname falling from your lips, but he still readjusts his knees before finding a pace that’s a little faster, his heart racing as he looms over you with a slight furrow to his brows.

“w-what?” his voice cracks but his pace remains unrelenting, his voice low as he glances towards your face and he’s convinced himself it was a slip of the tongue, a mistake maybe.

but his cock is sliding so perfectly along the spots inside of you that have your thighs twitching and you whimper another strangled “d-daddy” against his cheek that has megumi’s head falling forward to moan against your shoulder.

his eyes close momentarily when your words are followed by another tight squeeze of your walls, like your pussy is trying to pull him deeper — keep him plugged inside of you but his mind is still reeling from the sudden throb he feels twist in his abdomen.

he blinks slowly, dark eyes still heavy with lust despite the confused lacing his features but megumi’s slender fingers dig into your skin before he’s pulling you back against him — exhaling heavily as he pushes into you harder, thrusts loud and clapping, jolting you underneath him and he’s waiting, wanting you to say it again — even if just out of curiosity.

“oh! feels so good, daddy—“ you gasp, and you feel like the room is spinning as megumi fucks into you — groaning scratch and breathless against your skin as your whispery, lusty voice curls down his spine and you grind your hips up to meet his. his fingers grip almost too hard at your waist, your pussy clenching around him again as his grip keeps you held in place against his mindless, heavy thrusts.

“fuck—does that feel good?” he asks in earnest but you notice the carnal drop in his tone when he’s almost growling against you, pushing his cock against the sensitive, puffy spots inside of you before he’s tracing his hand between your bodies, rolling your clit in sticky circles.

you feel like his pace only increases, grows faster with every breathier croon of his name and yes! that falls from your lips, he feels warm and you feel fucking amazing, and megumi’s too drunk on you to notice the way his cock twitches with every breathless daddy you slip in between your soft pants.

he already looks fucked out, his lips are parted and his eyes are heavy when he pulls back to meet your gaze and every clap of his hips feels sloppier with your whimpers. but you feel his fingers tighten in your skin when you let your head drop back to moan shamelessly before his hands leave you entirely, and you gasp when you suddenly feel the heat of his body leave you as he kneels between your thighs, lips jutted out.

“s-sorry, fuck—i think i was close.” he drawls between laboured breathes, dark hair framing the flush that sits high on his cheeks as he squeezes at your hips, like a wordless apology before he’s running a hand through his hair and leaning back over you — pecking at your lips before lining himself back up.

but megumi knows he’s not ready to admit the title he thinks caused it, not until he hears it a little more to make sure.

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#megumi fushiguro x reader #megumi smut #jjk megumi

[luvjaclyn]

somno w/ nagi 😞😞💔 he’s so spent and exhausted after the longest day of practice, but his body betrays itself as soon as you press back against his tall frame. he ruts into you, breathy in your ear and hard in his boxers, and it doesn’t take him long at all, not when you feel so warm and inviting and soft. but it’s alright, he can be motivated by the right things after all — and best believe the way you whimper for him so sweetly does it for him. fully awake now, he will make sure to take proper care of you, just like you always do to him, even when half asleep still :(

*ੈ🌩️‧₊˚— late night lovin' + seishiro nagi.

૮˶ᵕ ༝ᵕ˶ა synopsis — nagi loves the way you look in his bed late night after practice. but he loves the way you crave him in your sleep even more.

⭑ warnings — please read + mdni ! characters aged up to 20s, heavy smut, established relationship, somnophilia, dry humping, cockwarming, creampies, unprotected!sex, soft dom + pro player!nagi  not beta read ! - fem!reader.

⭑ words — 2.5K.

⭑ notes — thank u for indulging my brain rot, truly love him sm !! also first time writng him pls be kind and im sorry this took so long shbs! - m.list✩

seishiro nagi hates when practice runs late.

exhaustion settles into his bones far too quick for his liking, listening to feedback from ego and the others feels like a bore and he can hardly feel bothered to grab something to eat with the team on the way home. he just about manages to shower at the stadium before making it back and by the time he does— you’re there, in his bed like he wants you to be.

seishiro nagi loves to see you sprawled across his sheets after practice.

he’d given you a key to his place after deciding it was too much of a hassle for you to drive over after his training or for him to come pick you up — it was easier if you could make yourself at home. nagi forgoes turning on the lights as he enters the master bedroom, dropping his duffle bag at the entryway after noticing that you’d fallen asleep. probably while you were waiting for him.

you’re so pretty like this, peaceful, curled up amongst seishiro’s expensive cotton linens and duvet. adorable, wearing one of his older team jerseys – the tops of your perfect pudgy thighs just peeking out from under its material.

slipping into bed behind you is easy for seishiro nagi.

the white-haired striker strips off his gear layer by layer and crawls under the blankets to join you, his bare chest snug against your back and an arm slung over your waist lazily.

your response to his closeness is almost instantaneous, pressing yourself back against nagi and finding comfort in his presence behind you despite not being able to see him in the dark. “sei—“ you whimper, soft and needy, the tendrils of sleep still clinging onto you. so cute. nagi thinks you’re so fucking cute. searching for his warmth like this. even while you rest. 

you like how he smells, he remembers. that’s why you lean into him like he’s a safety net. why he showers using a body wash with a scent so delicate it could almost be fabric softener and why you wear his clothes whenever you have the chance. the smell of cedarwood and seishiro nagi is comforting to you, especially when he’s away.

not that he minds, not that it necessarily bothers the striker. he likes it, loves to see you bare the very symbol of his passion. the one thing he loves aside from you – soccer.

you visibly relax when he wraps another strong arm around your shoulders and squeezes you close, making you feel small and safe. your pout loses itself in the sleepy babbles that lay on on your lips and crease between your brows fades too. 

“sei…?”

“shhh, angel. s’just me,” nagi coos quietly, tucking his face into the back of your neck with his lashes fluttering against it. he just wants to sleep, fall away from the world with you but his body betrays him, annoyingly so. you’re too soft, too warm, to precious for nagi to resist and it’s a little bothersome that he can’t help it.

he’s hard before he even knows it, the heavy outline of his dick pressed against your pert ass– your body pulsing to life back into your boyfriend’s grip to get comfortable once more. he’s exhausted too but maybe it would help to fall asleep like this– if he wore himself down by grinding into you, dragging his hips back and forth, slow and steady so his erection slides through your cheeks from behind.

seishiro’s breathing gets a little heavier, hot and ragged against your bare skin, his grip on you tighter and his cock weighty and wet behind the fabric of his boxers. over the blood pumping through his ears, as full of adrenaline as it would be on the pitch, he hears you whimper out for him – a sound so sweet that he can’t ignore it.

you’ve always had some kind of hold over nagi, one that he can’t ignore. one that pushes him past his limits. the right thing is always able to motivate him, and the way you mewl out for him in your sleep, your body following his lead in a soft, sensual bump and grind is exactly the kind of thing that drives him forward.

you make things a little easier for him, you always do, stretching a leg forward so nagi has better access to the treasure between your thighs. his reward for working so hard today. “ngh…s-sei…” you mumble again, back arching into his chest on its own accord when he pulls his chubby cock out, smearing his arousal along your backside and right over the crotch of your panties.

“keep quiet pretty girl,” the white haired player whispers, as if there’s anyone around to hear you both. maye its that selfishness that’s been instilled in him, the ego, per say but he wants to keep you to himself. “i’ll take care of it from here, ‘kay?”

every ounce of you, every sound you make, every twitch and shift of your body to keep up with his. it’s his to keep. you’re his to keep.

and seishiro nagi loves that.

“uh-huh,” you’re awake now but just barely, parting your thighs to make room for your boyfriend while he grinds into the heat of your core with the same energy you’d expect from a dog in rut. “y’so big sei…” you gasp like you’ve taken a bullet to the heart when nagi’s seedy tip brushes so deliciously against your clothes and swollen clit – his movements precise yet lax, his breath behind you hot, ragged yet soft as it coasts over your skin. 

“mm, you can take it…”

“m-more, need more. s-sei—!”     

“said to keep quiet, angel.” nagi grunts while his fingers dance up to tap at your lips. “gimme your mouth. c’mere.” you part them like a good girl, dazed as you follow nagi’s needy command and let him slide two digits against your tongue, keeping your mouth pacified and full. it would be enough to put you back to sleep if you wanted.

you’re so good even when you’re barely conscious, sucking on nagi’s fingers and letting him have his way with you. he’s getting annoyed, not with you. never with you. there’s just too many obstacles in his way, too much interfering with reaching his goal and making you feel good. 

too many layers of clothes, too many blankes and it’s really starting to piss him off. 

“lift your leg, ‘m gonna get these clothes out of the way. what a bother.” seishiro pants wetly into the junction between your neck and shoulder. he works a hand between your bodies, not stopping the lazy roll of his hips from behind, and kicks off the blanket. his sweats are to follow, then your shirt is pulled up enough for his large palm to settle on your tummy, just above the hem of your underwear.

nagi lets out a satisfied hum once your panties are off. you’re so wet for someone so tired but pride bristles in his chest– knowing that only he can get you sticky and soaked like this even when you’re tiptoeing the line between sleeping and being awake. 

he wastes no more time, running the length of his creamy cock through the slickness of your puffy folds before easing himself past your fluttering entrance – taking him so well and so easily. he stills for a moment, a shudder shooting down his spine because nagi can never quite get used to having your warmth wrapped around him while your cute little cunt drools down his dick.

seishiro plants wet, open mouthed kisses across your shoulders and neck, hooking his arm under your leg before he starts to move– revelling in your squeals of pleasure that echo around his fingers. “‘mph…angel, so…t-tight,” the words are stuttered, but drawn out in a low and sexy tone that makes you clench down hard. just catching on nagi’s cockhead each time it pulls out of you.”s’not fair. you’re not…fuck, you’re not fair t’me angel.”

even though he’s set the pace, slothully fucking up into your gooey insides, balls tapping lightly at the curve of your ass– you still have an ungodly amount of control over nagi, making his large body curl over yours and reducing him to a sex-crazed mess, a mop of sweaty white hair and muffled moans. 

he chases your soaked, salacious pussy impulsively, hips twitching up to meet the back and forth of your own– bearing down on the spongy spot inside of you that makes you go wild.

the world around you both grows hotter and hotter, nagi practically drooling against your back while his fingertips on his freehand sink into your fleshy thighs to leave their mark— tugging you back onto his dick every time he pulls out, only to sink back in. “feels good. so warm. keep me inside, pretty girl,” he tells in a dreamy sigh, you and through the fog of your sleep, squeezing around the thickness at nagi’s base where he stretches you open. 

your boyfriend rewards you with the same treatment, giving you more of what you crave and buries himself up to the hilt— deep within your velvet walls, smearing precum along your most sensitive spots. you gargle around his fingers, happy but drowsy and force yourself to circle your ass back onto nagi’s cock so that you lose your minds together.

lust sparks between your sweat drenched bodies in the dead of night, accompanied by the symphony of wet slaps and sticky skin on skin. it’s intoxicating how your cunt squelches with every thrust and languid jut from his slender hips. nagi is lazy and loving, desperate and hungry for the prize of your pleasure.  

“sei. w’na cum,” you bleat, needier and more aroused than before when he finally pulls his digits from your drooling mouth. the white haired striker streaks your viscous salvia across your chin and down the front of your body until he hits the pulsing nub between your ruined pussy lips.

his eyelashes flutter right behind your ear, the striker’s low moans echoing into them and sending dopamine in a hot rush across your sleepy brain. arousing it. “so soon? just a little longer…s-shit… ‘m not there yet.”

truth be told, it wouldn’t take much more for nagi to cum— there’s too much going on that overwhelms him. the glisten of his cock as it escapes the snugness of your sloppy sex, the way you cry out for him, the mental image of your face that he can’t see. how your expression is probably twisted into something so delirious with ecstasy.

he could cream your insides right now, fill you up until it’s leaking out of you, staining your thighs and the sweater of his that you wear…but instead he pulls back the hood of your clit— circling the rough pad of his thumb into the sensitive little bud just to draw it out. make the night last longer. 

“o-oh fuck! sei!” your voice is broken and husky, making his skin flush and his dick throb within the embrace of your sluice and addictive walls. you’re barely awake and you’ve got the white- haired soccer player fucked out beyond comprehension. “f-faster.” 

“nuh-uh, wait f’me angel. please.” if you beg for him any more, especially with that tone, he might burst. give you his load before he’s done toying with you, spreading the filthy mix of your arousals over your clit in the shape of his name— with the hopes of bringing you closer to your high. “wan’ you creamin’ on me first. gotta hold it, pretty girl. you can do that f’me, right? f-fuck…” he rambles into the dark. 

there’s a burn to backs of your thighs where nagi’s sweatpants have rubbed you raw while he fucks you raw— his shaft and it’s pretty blue veins coated in a white froth from your tight little hole. but you don’t care, you’re too brainless to even think about caring— babbling your praises, blindly reaching behind you for the dip in your boyfriend’s hips to pull him forward, use it as leverage to fuck you deeper like you want. 

so you’re groping at him and he’s groping at you, lost in the twilight zone—fucking languidly against the sheets. the circles on your clit become rougher, tighter just like you do around seishiro who moans loud and proud against your ear, tongue sliding along the skin behind it. 

it’s all open mouthed mewls and wondering hands, fat droplets of arousal running down your thighs and precum against your weeping slit. you’re both messes, passionate and tired and hungry for what you can take from one another. nagi’s moans grow higher and higher in octave until they nearly rival your own and the way he so ravenously pounds into you starts to falter.

“sei, ‘m there…t-there!” you warn him through shaky breaths, the coil in your stomach that threatens to unwind setting you on high alert.  you feel your impending orgasm burn at your pelvis, tickle your spine and it only spurs nagi on— rolling his hips just right, cantering into you from behind with his balls soaked in your juices. 

“yeah, yeah…yeah…i know. ‘m g’na cum for you mhm… angel. d’ya want it? s-say you wan’ it.” whines as if you’ll say no to him but doesn’t give you the choice. his large, lean body anchors you down on his cock as it bullies it’s way through your blistering hot walls to grind against that one special spot that makes you see stars. seishiro doesn’t let up, how can he? when you claw at his ass and his waist and beg him to go deeper. 

your orgasm breaks the surface first, waves of your sweet nectar gushing from your slick sex so fast it almost forces nagi out of you. you squeal and he chokes on a staggered breath, every ripple of your cunt dragging him by the ankle towards his own high as he fucks you through your own. nagi’s load pours into your ravaged cunt as if the floodgates had been opened— warm and viscous as it seeps from your puffy folds, painting you in the shade of him. 

fatigue sinks it’s fangs into seishiro as he grinds the last of his seed into you, making sure it sticks— shallowly thrusting into you until you both come back down to earth. he loosens hold on you, but only just, the weight of his large frame thrown over you as you catch your breath together. 

“w-welcome home sei,” you hum, rolling over to face him, smiling as your boyfriend loses the fight to sleep before reaching up to twirl your fingers through his baby hairs. a gesture that always helps him sleep faster, that you always reward him with at the end of a long day. “missed you.” 

“thanks angel, don’ go missin’ me when ‘m right here.” nagi grumbles, clinging onto you, exhausted— if he weren’t wrecking your shit mere moments ago. “now shh, c’mere sleep ‘n with me.” with that, you’re wrapped in his arms, safe and peaceful once again. 

and there’s nothing seishiro nagi loves more.

#blue lock smut #nagi x reader #nagi seishiro smut

[luvjaclyn]

𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐓.

After all, neither one of you wanted someone to hear your sweet moans — or the sinful sound of skin slapping against skin — and open the door, right?

Sorry, but he didn’t expect to end up fucking you over his desk right now, and he forgot to lock it. And he definitely wasn’t going to stop thrusting into your pussy to get up and go do so.

Your body trembled with need, beads of sweat appearing across your forehead as you fought to hold back every moan and whimper.

But he fucked his cock in and out of you roughly with every single snap of his hips, and when you finally came around his large dick, you couldn’t help but shout his name.

“Be quiet,” he demanded, placing his large hand over your mouth. “Don’t want anyone to walk in and find out that you’re not the good girl you pretend to be, right, sweetheart?”

You nodded obediently.

Even so, with your muffled moans, tight cunt that milked him, and your juices soaking his thighs, he didn’t stand a chance.

“I’m gonna cum, baby,” he whispered in your ear, his hand still covering your mouth.

Increasing his speed, he thrusted harshly until he finished inside of you, and he couldn’t help but moan over and over again uncontrollably. He had never gotten so loud before.

“Oh fuck,” his breath hit your ear, and using the hand that wasn’t covering your mouth, he gripped your thigh as he fucked his cum in as deeply as possible. “Damn it, you feel so good — so, so good.”

When he finally pulled out, breathing heavily as he leaned down a bit to kiss you deeply, someone knocked on the door.

“Hey,” they said, their voice laced with concern. “Everything alright in there?”

♡ Eren Yeager, Jean Kirstein, Levi Ackerman, Erwin Smith, Satoru Gojo, Toji Fushiguro, Kento Nanami, Suguru Geto, Kakashi Hatake, Itachi Uchiha, Sasuke Uchiha ♡

#smut #aot x reader #jjk x reader #itachi #itachi smut

[luvjaclyn]

coffee snob

18+ smutty // character 21+ wc 700 selfshiptember; 1

Coffee, you like it sweet and milky, hot or cold, depending on the weather. And there’s this one shop round the corner from your office that makes it just right.

In addition to your requested extra pumps of vanilla flavouring, your usual barista is asking if you’d like whipped cream today.

You nod excitedly and watch him squirt it on top of your drink, carefully adding a fine layer of powdered chocolate.

It looks pretty. Too pretty to drink.

He slides a long spoon through the cream and sets it on a saucer with a small napkin.

Ever the perfectionist.

But this time when his delicate hands push your drink over the counter he decides to strike up a conversation.

“Does it taste nice like that?” he asks, furrowing his eyebrows at your sugary drink.

“Mm hmm” you hum and take the mug.

“Well,” he sighs and studies the drink in your hands, “as long as you like it.”

“You made it, so…” you trail off, taking the spoon and licking the cream off the end.

He gulps, his dark eyes following your movements.

“Well, thank you,” you chirp, pulling him out of his gaze as he waves you off, heading to your favourite corner of the café.

⋆⁺ ☾ ⋆⁺₊⋆★

“So, how do you like your coffee?” You question the dark haired barista the following week. He always looks so dissatisfied when he serves your drinks, almost as if it pains him to make them.

“Black” he replies simply, finishing off another syrupy concoction for you.

Despite his clear aversion to your taste in coffee, he always serves it beautifully. You love watching him work.

“Hm, isn’t it too bitter like that?” Now you’re asking.

He slides your drink over and looks at you from under those long, dark lashes.

“There are many different flavours in coffee. I can show you,” he replies. Seeing the café is fairly quiet he decides to take a break, leaving the few customers for his colleague to take care of.

And so begins the first of many lessons with your favourite barista.

⋆⁺ ☾ ⋆⁺₊⋆★

You learn a lot from him, especially after closing time in the small store cupboard in the back.

He lured you back there under the pretence of selecting some coffee beans for you to try. 

But you soon see his plan unfolding as he’s tugging up your skirt and pushing your panties to the side, not only educating you on the fine coffee that lines the shelves, but you also receive a humbling lesson on just how quickly he can make you cum.

It’s his fingers. You think he must have some hidden magic power in them from how they get your head spinning.

“Again?” he lets out a breathy chuckle, watching you eagerly grind onto him, riding out another high.

“N-need more” you whine shamelessly.

“I know, pretty girl. Just wait a minute,” his fingers curl and dip into you some more, “love seeing you like this.”

But soon your little whimpers wear him down. He rips off his apron, unbuckles his belt, black jeans pushed down and he groans when his tip slides over your wet entrance.

It was in the heat of the moment, you swear. You were just pushed up so close together in the tiny cupboard, feeling his body brush against yours. You just bent over to pick up a bag on the floor, feeling his hand on your ass.

And now you’ve got yourself all filled up with your sexy barista’s cock. Just like his coffee making, his love making is passionate, attentive, just perfect.

You find yourself gushing over him more times than you can count, his gruff moans going straight to the tight heat in your core where his cockhead is pushing.

And after the first time you tasted his cum, getting pulled off his cock and swivelled round to take his load in your mouth, you’ve become addicted.

Despite his numerous attempts to enlighten you, your tastes in coffee have remained unchanged. Your taste in men, however, has become very specific indeed.

Namely the tall, handsome barista, with an attitude nearly as spiky as his dark hair, Megumi Fushiguro.

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18+ // best friend Megumi x female reader [18 y/o] wc 1100 things got a bit out of hand... selfshiptember; 12 // first kiss

The idea of giving away your first kiss is a daunting one. You feel anxious and pressured about it, your peers already well ahead of the game. And at eighteen, sure, it’s ok if they want to have all the freaky sexual experiences you wish they didn’t tell you about. But for you, that kind of thing has never come easy.

You get so hung up on the feelings in any possible romantic relationship, dawdling around wondering if they like you for the right reasons, only for them to become impatient, put off by your timid nature.

And sure, some of your friends tease you for it, but that’s just how you are.

But there’s one friend, your best friend, who never speaks on the matter. In fact, over time you realise he’s never spilled a single detail of his own intimate experiences. And that’s got you curious.

“Megumi,” you peer over at him from your desk after finishing another study session, “how was your… first kiss?”

He’s lying comfortably on your bed, his dark eyes pulled from his book, staring at you before he shakes his head, “haven’t had it.”

“Oh”

He knows you’ve been worried about it recently, getting hung up on what all your friends are telling you.

“You shouldn’t compare yourself to others”

“Yeah, but,” you feel a bit shy admitting this, “it’s not like I don’t want to, it’s just hard to find that…”

“Connection?”

“Mm” you smile, feeling comforted by his understanding. But it’s always like that with him. If nobody else gets you, it doesn’t matter. You know he will.

There’s a long pause, Megumi’s eyes dropping down to his book again.

“Do you think we–” he stops, frowning slightly that his words aren’t coming out, “do you think we might have… a connection?”

You jump at the sudden unfamiliar tingle that surges through your stomach and chest, making its way to your cheeks. It took you off guard, but that felt nice.

And, of course, you’re close, you support and appreciate each other as best friends do. How could you not feel connected to such a person?

“Mhm” you give him a little nod.

“So… what about me?” he asks, hesitation fading as he notices that pretty blush on your face.

You tilt your head to the side, “hm?”

“Why don’t you kiss me?”

The end of his question leaves a stifling silence in the air, like the calm before the storm.

And before you know it, you’re standing from your desk chair and kneeling next to him on your bed, like he’s pulling you in with invisible rope.

His hands are releasing his book, instead finding your shirt and the back of your neck, squeezing and tugging you closer.

He leans up, your lips drawn together, so close you can feel his breath.

Leaving you no time to overthink, he grabs you and seals your lips with his.

“mmf–” your voice is muffled by his sudden contact.

His lips are soft and hot, all of your senses overwhelmed by him.

And he pulls you closer still, his hand working into your hair.

You feel his mouth open a fraction, his tongue gently sliding over your lip. Your body reacts before you can think, opening for him, feeling his tongue with your own.

The kiss gets feverish, your breathing becoming erratic, mouths opening wider to taste each other eagerly.

Then you feel his teeth.

The impact of his first bite makes you shake.

But the second time, once he realises you liked it, when he’s pulling away with your bottom lip between his incisors, has you whimpering.

“You like that?”

Fuck. Since when did Megumi talk like that?

You nod.

So he does it again and again, kissing and biting and sucking till he’s pulling you onto his lap with your legs spread.

You realise when he’s ripping your shirt off and your hands are tugging at his belt, that you both may need more than a kiss.

You get greedy, that little bit more turning into him unzipping his jeans, his cock slipping out.

Instinct takes over when he pulls your naked body onto him, over him.

He eases in, so gentle, leaving you lightheaded, fucking you with his tip, then half his length, until you’re sitting on him, taking him all.

And he ruts up into you on his lap, thrusting as hard and fast as his body will let him, grabbing at your hips.

You’re so desperate to tell him how good he’s making you feel– you want to praise him with all the pretty words you can think of.

But you can’t.

Because your best friend is fucking the breath right out of your lungs.

He’s just so deep and hard that he’s leaving you feeling choked.

Despite this, your lips part, intent on forming a sentence.

You take in a few ragged breaths, little vocalisations sounding on every exhale.

To your dismay and confusion, the words die in your throat. All you’re left with is–

“M-Megumi–”

And it’s ruining him.

Those beautiful, strangled whimpers are driving him insane.

He gives you a mixed look– it feels like anger, maybe pain.

He’s staring at your lips, the way they move and form his name.

If he hears it one more time he might do something hopelessly romantic. Like tell you he loves you, or ask you to be only his.

So he grips your neck and takes your lips in a desperate kiss, committed to silencing you with his tongue.

It’s intense and wet and hot, his cock digging into you deeper and harder than before.

Until his restless pumping gets you feeling something so pure and primal, you can only follow the rush, helplessly craving release.

And you know he feels the same, recognising the look in his eyes, not as anger or pain, but passion.

Now he can’t help it, he can’t hold it back anymore. That maddening thought in his head, the feeling in his chest, it just has to come out–

“I love you”

The deep tones of his voice, those three words, the unabated drag of his cock, all have you spiralling into your dizzying high.

“I love you too, Megumi” your whimpered reply leaves his hips stuttering, cock pulsing suddenly, shock and confusion crossing his face when he feels his hot load spilling into you.

“Fuck– fuck, I can’t– can’t stop–” he all but cries, pumping and filling you thoroughly, wondering how he could feel so full and empty at the same time.

“I, I didn’t– couldn’t– mmh–” you silence his apologetic stammering with a sweet kiss, watching his every feature become relaxed.

You hold each other, your lips moving slow and steady as you both sigh, coming down.

“How was your… first kiss?” you utter over his lips, earning a relieved smile.

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Hardly Friends.

06. What it Could Have Been.

Pairings: Megumi x Reader, Nobara x Yuji (platonic)

Synopsis:

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Returning to your room hot and bothered you stripped yourself of your cold wet bathing suit. and changing into some more comfy clothes.

5 minutes later and Nobara walked into your shared room. Glancing at you then doing a double take to look at your wet hair. “Did you and Megumi go swimming? Is THAT why you didn’t want Yuji and I coming back so soon!?” She erupted into laughter running over shushing her putting a finger over her lips. “No. Well yes. SHUT UP!” You shouted. Still laughing at you “holy shit Y/N, did you guys fuck?”. Your face dropped and that was her hint, “Oh my god you did!” Shushing her again groaning “No! We were just getting along for once and I didn’t want either you you ruining the moment!” quickly explaining to her while leaving the more important half out. She didn’t need to know that.

“Well either way that’s good! Well actually maybe not either way. Might have been awkward as hell if you guys hooked up.” She said as she walked to her side of the room putting her shopping bags down and rummaging through her suit case most likely to get her own clothes. You stood there turned away from her view frowning, she was right. It would be awkward now, even though you guys didn’t hook up. Taking 10 steps forward and 100 steps backwards.

“Do you have my speaker?” Nobara asked snapping you out of your depressing thoughts, you turned to look at her with a half smile trying to cover up what you were previously thinking about. “Oh yeah, I was using it while I was swimming. I was gonna go have a bath to get rid of this chlorine out of my hair, can I borrow it again?” She hummed a yes in response. Quickly grabbing the speaker and your toiletries you made your way to the bathroom and started running hot water.

Looking in the full body mirror and hugging yourself for any sense of comfort. Trying to feel something other than embarrassed. Ding.. Ding..

Your phone going off twice, snapping out of your own world you picked up your phone to see who had messaged you. It was Yuta and Megumi. “Hey Y/N, sorry if that was weird, idk what came over me. Never meant for something like that to happen” frowning over the words he had sent, he didn’t mean for it to happen? Then redirecting your attention to Yuta’s message it read “really been missing you, can’t wait for you to come home. send a photo so i can remember you?😉” You were still itching for any sexual attention.

Deciding to fill the void Megumi left, you took a provocative photo of yourself, although nothing showed everything showed. Opening your photos app to hit share you clicked the first contact that came up.

Smiling to yourself you set your phone down and listened to soft music as you relaxed in the bath. About 5 minutes had passed and your phone started buzzing. Quickly wiping your hand off you reached for your phone.

Gumi XD is calling…

Answer Decline

Why the fuck was he calling you? Hitting accept you heard heaving breathing “Y/-N, did you mean to send that to me?” Megumi’s voice was low and cracked when he said your name. Send what? What did you send?! Internal panic quickly set it. “What?” you said hoping to god you didn’t send what you thought you did. Opening yours and Megumi’s messages immediately being met with the photo you had meant to send to Yuta, you had actually sent it to Megumi. “holy shit holy shit holy shit. I am SO sorry!!” you screeched in pure horror and embarrassment.

A minute had passed and a shaky breath came through the phones speaker. “..Megumi?”saying his name quietly but more questioningly. “yes angel?” Your stomach did a backflip and all you could feel was your whole body fluttering.

What did you do? Hang up. You hung the phone up. What the fuck. No shot that just happened. Your phone dinged again, horrified to check what the notification was you mustered up all the courage you had left and saw it was only Nobara. “Are you okay in there?” she texted. Quickly typing a “yeah i just saw a spider, everything good.” Sinking down into the water, hoping you’d drown.

-

Maybe an hour had passed only deciding to get out when you started turning pruney before you got out of the tub, shivering once met with the cold air. That and the fact that you had humiliated yourself twice tonight. Well this one was humiliating at least. Getting dressed back into the clothes you were previously wearing you took a good long look at yourself in the mirror once again and puffing out your chest in false confidence only deflating in shame seconds later.

You returned to the bedroom and saw Nobara laying on her bed on her phone. Ignoring your own bed you crawled up right beside her and sighed. She glanced at you and then went back to her phone. Signing again a bit heavier this time she continued to ignore you. This process happened multiple times before you looked up at her dramatically “you ass. you’re supposed to ask what’s wrong! I literally crawled into your bed and cuddled up to you and started sighing dramatically!” now pouting at her. Nobara put her phone down and looked to you with a dead expression. “oh my dearest best friend, what is the matter? did something happen?” She asked sarcastically. “Yep that’s what I thought. Anyways, something did happen. And I hope my next breath is my last.”

“Anyways so, something did happen..” you paused waiting for her to respond. “Well obviously?” she flatly said with a playfully eye roll. You scoffed in response continuing your story. Basically recapping her on the pool story.

You guys were now sitting criss cross on the bed with face masks on. “Y/N, from the bottom of my heart, i’m so sorry for cock blocking.” She said as she crossed her heart with her hand causing you to laugh hysterically.

Calming down you continued your story “No but Nobara this is where it gets bad.” she looked at you waiting for the rest. “So Yuta messaged me saying he missed me and asked for a picture, right? okay. So I took a provocative picture and went into the photo app to send it to him and instead of clicking Yuta’s contact.” you paused taking a deep breath to catch it. “I ACCIDENTALLY SENT IT TO MEGUMI.” Nobara screeched “No you didn’t!”. You let out a cry “I DID. BUT GET THIS. He called me. Asking if it was meant for him but he said it in a low shaky voice. then he said my name but his voice cracked.” Nobara let out a “ouuu girlll” for the dramatic effect. “Okay now get this, I started apologizing like crazy and it was silent so I said “Megumi..?” AND HE SAID “yes angel?” WHICH THEN THE ONLY LOGICAL THING TO DO WAS HANG UP!” burying your face into your hands.

“Y/N.. this could either be so bad or so good. You have to admit Megumi is pretty hot” she smirked and you playfully hit her. “Yeah but did you forget he messaged me he never meant for anything at the pool to happen? Maybe he’s super uncomfortable now!” Nobara stopped you and countered with a comment that made your face heat up bright red, even with a cooling face mask. “Only reason he’d be uncomfortable right now is because you probably gave him a raging hard on.” earning another punch to her shoulder which she laughed off.

“Nobara I’m serious, this is so bad! I have to see him everyday for the next two weeks!” you cried elongating the word ‘bad’. Her demeanour changed and she gave you a soft reassuring smile, “Y/N, everything is going to be okay. I swear.”

That was that for the rest of the night, you fell asleep in Nobara’s bed. The only problem is was that you didn’t fall asleep. Nobara had fallen asleep so long ago, it felt like ages. Leaving you wide awake staring at the ceiling, you had no idea what time it was. Nothing or no one to keep you company besides your thoughts that you desperately needed to figure out.

Did Megumi really not mean anything he did? If so why would he call you like that, the shaky breathes seemed so.. sensual. Now with a clear mind you could only think about how they made you feel. Like you needed him. Like you wanted to be there in person to hear those shaky breathes.

You didn’t know what changed but suddenly you were enamoured with Megumi, head spinning at the thought of him. But doubts still flooded your mind. This is the first time he’d ever acted like that. First time he’s acted like that with you at least. All you knew was that you wanted more.

You wanted to know what could have happened, where it would have led. You needed to know. You needed to know what it would have felt like to let him continue what he started. To feel more of him on a deeper and even more of an intimate level.

Megumi Fushiguro what are you doing to me?

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rin itoshi - ink *:･ﾟ✧

ft. tattoo artist!rin x f!reader, 18+ minors dni

cw: unprotected sex, fingering, oral m!receiving, head pushing, nipple play, choking

synopsis: you intend to get a tattoo on your rib cage, but your tattoo artist is eager to see more skin

wc: 2.3k

A/N: kicking screaming crying at the idea of tattoo artist rin also ty for 500 followers!

you swallow hard as you come face to face with your tattoo artist. rin itoshi was the one of the executive artists at blue lock arts and was usually booked for months in advance. your friend isagi had managed to squeeze you in since he knew him personally. 

“it’s nice to finally meet you,” he extends a hand, and you shake it lightly, hoping your own palm wasn’t clammy from nerves. 

you didn’t know if you wanted to thank isagi or punch him. he warned you rin might be a ‘cold prick’, but what isagi failed to mention was that he was panty-dropping hot. and you were expected to keep still while his hands traversed your body for the next 2 hours. 

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needy blue lock men on the brain! blue lock boys

∗  ˖࣪ ໒꒱  ˚₊· some of the blue lock men being needy cuz i need them all sooo bad | blue lock men (sae itoshi, nagi seishiro, ryusei shidou, reo mikage, michael kaiser) x fem!reader

ꕤ warnings: all of them r needy for u jesus, not proofread, implied multiple orgasms, dirty talk, tit fuckin, size kink on nagi’s if u squint (reader implied smaller than nagi, ofc cuz that mfs a giant), mentions of squirting, reo being such a sweetie <3, creampie, a lil use of she/her pronouns on some | NSFW CONTENT AHEAD! minors dni

note: y’all ever just think abt how fine shidou would look as the opposite sex cuzzzzz i would hit too i need that ass fr! ya u can tell i acc enjoyed writing shidou’s part cuz jesus christ

sae itoshi couldn’t wait, he’s usually so patient and well behaved, but how can you expect him to hold himself back after seeing you walk around with the shortest skirt known to mankind with your cute nipples poking out of your shirt? fuck.. you made it harder for him to hold himself back from grabbing you and fucking you hard. long story short, he couldn’t hold back, really. he was needy, needy for you.

“quit squeezin’ around me like that.. m’ gonna cum from that alone, princess.” sae bit his lip as he grabbed your hips, angling it a certain way as he slammed himself inside your aching pussy, flicking your clit with his index as he licked his lips at the feeling of your walls sucking him in. “told’ ya to stop doin’ that— f-fuck..” he threw his head back as he ran his fingers through his hair, looking down at you, a teary eyed expression on your cute face. “s-sae..!” the way you said his name, the way his named rolled so gently off your tongue, he wanted to hear you even more. he was absolutely losing it, he wanted more of you, he needed more of you.. fuck. you get him all riled up, so so sooo needy for you, fuckin you and using you like you were some kinda ragdoll.. but that wasn’t enough for him, no. he wanted more, way more than what he was receiving.

nagi seishiro was just as needy a you were most of the time, nagi was always horny for you always needy, poor nagi just wants to feel your pretty pussy around his cock, but you were always so busy. work this, work that.. jesus. you should be working on his cock instead, poor thing is always hard no matter what you’re doing, whether you were wearing tight clothing, sitting on his lap as you both play video games together, bending down to pick up the fork that fell on the floor, you name it. you do this to him, always makin’ him horny. you were so much smaller than him too.. he could pick you up and fuck you down on his cock any day.

“s—seishiro..! ah!” nagi pushed your head gently on the pillow, the other hand on your hip as his cock bullied itself inside your walls, he was so much bigger than you.. it was a miracle that you could even take it all. “too big, sei.. too big!” with that, he picked up the pace as skin slapping against one another and squelching was all could be heard. “yeah..? too big? s’ okay pretty, i know you can take it. you’re a strong girl, aren’t you?” you moaned at his words, orgasm built up quickly inside you as you came all over his cock, you almost forgot how much you both came, you lost count. nagi followed afterwards, cumming inside you once more as cum started oozing out of your pussy, yet he still kept thrusting inside. he couldn’t get enough of you, he was still so needy. “s’ messy.. i’m makin’ a mess in your pretty pussy, i see it dripping.. see that?”

ryusei shidou is needy and horny for you most of the time, bold of you to assume there was a time where he wasn’t! your breath hitched as shidou grabbed the hem of your shirt, pulling it up revealing your breasts. he licked his lips at the sight, cupping one of them as his large hand engulfed it as a whole, twisting your hardened nipple to force a whine out of you. “pretty fuckin’ breasts ya got here, baby. always wanted to fuck em, s’ like they’re always talkin to me, y’know? always begging for me to fuck em.” you squirmed under his touch as he positioned himself in between your breasts before snapping his hips forward as he fucked your tits, squeezing both of them against his dick. “f-fuck yeah.. ya like it when i use your pretty body for somethin’ like this, sweetheart? do ya like it whenever i used you like this?” a whine was the only thing that passed from your lips as your head tilted to the side. he bit his lip watching his cock slide between your tits so smoothly, picking up the pace of his thrusts, slowly losing himself in your tits. “fuckin’ hell.. you’re so hot y’know that? this is better than havin’ ya complain about my dick being too big all the time.”

he bit his lip, holding your tits firmly against him as he watched his cock slid in between them so smoothly, picking up the pace of his thrusts. he was chasing his orgasm as he felt it come closer, “m’ gonna cum, shit..” a smirk crept up his lips before he muttered a small “open.” you obliged as you opened your mouth for him. he pulled away from you as he stroked himself a few more times, before releasing on your pretty tits, then cumming on your face. “good. good girl,” he cupped your cheek, thrusting himself inside your mouth as you moaned on his cock. “m’ not done with you yet, princess. bold of ya to assume i was done. ‘need to fuck your mouth and your pussy first, need to cover my pretty girl in my cum. ya fine with that?”

reo mikage absolutely loved you, and worshipped you in any way he could. you’re lucky he would hold himself back 99% of the time, you’re lucky he would hold himself back from fucking you over the kitchen counter sometimes. he just.. doesn’t wanna do anything that might make you uncomfortable. but sometimes.. he’s just so so so needy. thank the lord you don’t mind it, though. reo lifts you up by your hips, taking a seat on the mattress of the bed before seating you on his lap catching your lips in his, cupping your chin as he kept an arm around your waist. pulling away from his lips briefly after, your foreheads touching. “i’m sorry, beautiful. fuck.. i need you so bad it hurts, babe. help me out?” you but your lip, nodding before slowly grinding up against your reo’s crotch, rubbing yourself against him at a painfully slow pace which drove him to the edge no more teasing. reo needed you, now.

reo lazily pushed his pants and boxers down, still clothed a bit. his strong arms lifted your hips again, aligning you with his aching erection as his body tensed at the feeling of your insides slowly but surely sucking him in. he let out a whine, throwing his head back at the feeling of your insides already clenching on his cock, trying to get used to the feeling of his dick inside you. “n-not even a few seconds in and you’re already clenching around me.. you never fail to amaze me, beautiful. your body amazes me too, just look how beautiful you are on top of me, mm? such a beautiful girl you are, all mine too. want to feel more of you, princess. please.. please let me feel more of you.”

michael kaiser is such an asshole. even when he’s needy, he always finds a way to humiliate you in any way he can. you could feel your tight walls clench around him each hard thrust, he then grabbed your hips and angled your body a certain way, making his cock brush up against your sweet spot. “kaiser!” “fuck.. you don’t fucking deserve to feel this good..” “k—kaiser you fucking ass.. ah! m’ still sensitive!” your back arched, your moans only grew louder by the second. kaiser smirked as he leaned down, dragging his tongue down your neck. “you like it when i fuck your pussy like this? fuck it like no one else could? want me to pound this pussy until i cant cum no more, right? is that what you want me to do, pretty?” his teeth marked your neck as he pounded into your sweet spot over and over again. “y—you’re the one that wants to do that, not me..!” he covered your mouth, plunging two fingers inside your mouth “fucking slut.” your nails scratched against his biceps, the bed creaked under as your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

“aw.. does my poor princess like it when i use her like this? fuck her like this? cmon. speak.” you moaned at his words, all the frustration you had for your boyfriend faded slowly and soon you were crying out in pleasure, all teary eyed as your body shook, squirting on his cock again. “fuck..” he leaned down, bringing his voice down to a whisper. “that’s a good girl.” he intertwined his fingers with yours, his panting grew heavier as he buried his face in your neck, a loud grunt leaving his lips as he spilled his load inside of you, coating your insides with white. “kaiser you came inside!” he smirked, kissing your lips. “and? so what? you never said anything about pulling out.”

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nagi seishiro - illuminate *:･ﾟ✧

ft. fratboy!nagi x f!reader, 18+ minors dni

cw: intoxication/fucking under the influence (alcohol), nipple play, thigh riding, fingering, choking, cumming on body

synopsis: what happens when you lose your roommate at the biggest frat party of the semester?

wc: 2.06k

A/N: inspired entirely by a whiteout party i went to last night 

you stopped trying to look for your new roommate about half an hour ago, giving up the impossible search in a sea of sweaty bodies dimly lit by uv lights. 

“pleaseee” she had said with doe eyes, begging you to go with her to the first frat party of the semester. you barely knew anyone within greek life and the last time you were at a frat party some random girl threw up all over your new dunks. this was before you knew frat shoes were a thing, and the memory makes you shudder. 

“i heard ksig has really cute guysss” she continued, still trying to convince you to come.

you rolled your eyes, “sorry i’m not interested in lumberjack built gym rats whose greatest contribution to society is shotgunning beer cans in seconds.” 

“what else could you possibly be doing this saturday night? and don’t tell me it’s homework because it’s just syllabus week” she exasperates, not giving up, 

“well-” you started, but then realized she had a point. 

“come on it’s the biggest party of the semester”

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sae and rin itoshi - aphrodisiac *:･ﾟ✧

ft. sae itoshi x f!reader x rin itoshi, 18+ minors dni

cw: threesome, rin and sae literally fight over your body, f!masturbation, oral m!receiving and f!receiving, fingering, unprotected sex, cumming on face

synopsis: your hangover leads you to make the best mistake

wc: 3k

A/N: so fucking feral for this duo <3 also as for requests, i’m open to prompts but it’s not a guarantee i’ll write it T-T (please send in ideas though i’m always looking for inspo!)

you woke up with your head pounding incessantly, mimicking the music from the clubs you hopped the night before. you don’t even remember how you got home. fuck, why did you think it was a good idea to drink like you were still a freshman?

you fumble for your phone at the edge of your bed, hoping you remembered to charge it before you passed out. near the top of your notification stack was a text from your roommate.

roomie: headed back home for the weekend! i was gonna say bye but you were still knocked out lol. introduce me to your new friends again sometime, they were cute ;) 

what was she talking about? as far as you remembered you came home alone after a night out with some old high school friends that your roommate already knew. well, as far as you remembered was around 6 shots in, barely past the 1st club. 

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