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{mlb!megumi fushiguro x f!reader}
summary: megumi fushiguro is one of the best players on the major league baseball team, and when you finally spot him on the big screen after practically dozing off at every game you went to with your girl friend? you were absolutely IN LOVE, but IN DENIAL that he could ever like you back⊠but he does, and bad.
warnings: MDNI. afab!reader, NASTY NASTY MEGUMI, oral sex, SMUT, pussy eating in locker rooms HEH, mentions of drinking but like tiny just once, reader is oblivious to the way megumi wants her, DOMINANT AF MEGUMI PHEWW, cursing, flufffff!!, barely any angst, DIRTY TALK, pet names, aged up characters.
word count: 12.1k (IK IM SORRY ITS A CUTE ONE THO)
authors note: you GUYSSSS i love megumi fushiguro i want him so bad and i LOOVEEE this fic!! i worked like a little worker bee for days and i really hope it makes you guys happy :] MWAH!!
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megumi fushiguro was the hottest baseball player you had ever seen in your life.
and you didnât even like baseball to begin with, dozing off at every game your girl friend dragged you to because her boyfriend was on the major league teamâ but the one time you decided to open your eyes and pay attention to the big giant screen in front of you?
there he was in all of his emo glory.
number eighteen.
focused, half lidded eyes resembling borderline boredom as he waited for the pitcher to throw, his forehead glistening with sweat, flushed red cheeks, and his jet black hair slightly peeking over his forehead from underneath his baseball cap.
âmy godââ your hand flew and you gripped your girl friends arm tightly, your jaw to the fucking floor as your eyes were gorilla glued to the screen, her quirking a curious eyebrow at you as she matched your frantic nature.
âwhat? what is it? who did you see? whats happââ
you pointed your finger up at the screen, him swinging and hitting a fucking grand slam as he proceeded to get four runs with one hit, the one thing you knew about baseball besides a home run.
âthatâs aâ thatâs a grand slam!â you pointed frantically, probably looking absolutely insane as you stood and screamed your fucking head off.
your girl friend laughed loudly, âyou like fushiguro? megumi fushiguro?â
you jumped up and down, your girlfriend astonished and laughing as this was the first time sheâd ever seen you energetic at a baseball game.
âheâs friends with yuji!â she yelled over the hollering of the crowd. âwe can go to their locker room after and you can say hi! i heard heâs kind of mean thoughââ
âno!â you spun around, eyes wide and terrified. âi already know heâll eat me alive then! iâm a loser, i canât talk to him i donât have game iââ
she rolled her eyes. âyouâll be fineââ
âno i canât!â you shook your head frantically. âplease he looks like the type to love bomb me and then leave me i donât think i can handle thatââ
she snorted. âare you sure?!â
you hesitated for a moment, biting your bottom lip as your eyes trailed back over to the screen, seeing megumi breathing a little heavy from running the field, his hands on his hips as he scanned the arena.
you sighed through your nose. âyeah iâm sure!â
âsuit yourself!â
a year. a year you spent continuing to tag along with your girl friend to their games, staring lovesick and sad at the big screen over megumi, and standing outside far far away from the locker room once they scored another big win and not going in like you used to, waiting for your girl friend to finish up speaking to her boyfriend as you tried your best to avoid the chance of running into megumi.
she finally emerged from the locker rooms one day, a knowing smirk on her face.
âi told yuji.â
you blinked. âtold him what?â
âthat you like fushiguro.â
âno!â you gasped, a hand flying and smacking over your mouth. âplease no im about to experience the biggest heartbreak of my lifeââ
âoh relax!â she grabbed your arm and practically dragged you towards the locker room doors. âheâs not even here megumi already left, but yuji wants to talk to you.â
âwhy?!â you exclaimed. âto let me down easy? to tell me heâs sorry on his behalfââ
your girl friend just about threw you in and went in after you as you stumbled, eyes blown wide as the air became humid and heavy, several of the players lounging about and refreshing themselves as the sound of lockers slamming shut echoed through the spaceâ deep, broad voices laughing filling the room as yuji spotted you, his eyes friendly and polite. ây/n!â
you relaxed and smiled, âhi! you guys played really well today!â
âmegumi also played really well today.â
âoh my godââ you groaned, throwing your head back as you spun around, heading straight for the exit.
âwait wait!â he laughed loudly, jogging up to you. âsorry sorry.â
âwhat do you want with me..â you mumbled.
he gave you a half smile. âi wanted to tell you that megumiâs weird.â
you snorted, âelaborate please.â
yuji threw an arm around your girl friend before continuing.
âyou know we support your feelings and what you wantâŠâ he began.
your eyes narrowed. âwhy are you guys talking to me like youâre my parentsââ
âbutââ yuji cut you off. âiâm just gonna be straight with you. iâve never ever seen megumi interact with anyone, let alone another woman, besides the team.â
âi donât think iâve ever seen him have a proper conversation with anyone on the team besides you actuallyâŠâ your girl friend muttered to yuji.
yuji winced. âyeahâŠâ he turned back to you. âback when megumi and i first got signed, he was really popular and a lot of girls would come up to him after games for his number or just to talk to him.â
âwell obviously heâs a greek god,â you grumbled. âthis is hurting me man get to the point.â
he sighed. âhe basically scared all of them off. didnât give a single one a chance and was kinda mean... he would either ignore them or straight up just tell them he wasnât interested without them even being able to get a word in.â
you stared blankly.
âi tried to tell him that he needs to be nicer but heâs just not interested.â
you kept staring.
âthatâs why iâm telling you this because we donât want you to get hurt and i feel like if you try and talk to him heâs gonna be a dick and it mightâŠâ yuji looked at you sadly. âit might be a lost cause.â
you blinked.
ây/n?â
âthatâs fine!â you squeaked, hands tight at your sides. âa part of me already knew. i read about it in an article, and iâve seen his interviews.â
your girl friend looked at you with concern filled eyes. âare you okay?â
âyeah!â you waved them off. âwhy wouldnât i be?â
âbecause your eyes are red.â
âppffttt!â you blew out. âiâm fine! seriously. i never intended to talk to him anyways, iâm too much of a scaredy cat.â
you extended your arms out and engulfed the both of them, squeezing tight. âthank you guys for telling me though, i appreciate it.â
ây/nâŠâ yuji trailed off.
âiâm gonna take off though, iâll see you guys later, okay?â you waved and opened the door. âlove you!â
and you scrammed, your heart in a million pieces.
itâs not like you didnât already know. you knew, so why were you sad? why did you feel like you just got ran over by a double decker bus? why did you pathetically feel so sad?
this was the reality. you never stood a chance.
so why were you crying?
you continued walking down the hall and towards the main exit, utterly embarrassed at your sobbing and trying your best to hide it as you navigated through several groups of people, your vision entirely blurry as you were basically drowning in your tears.
you had barely escaped the crowd when you spotted a little secluded area in the lobby, trudging over pathetically and plopping down on the coushy seat as you wiped your cheeks, staring at the wall in front of youâ a huge glass casing proudly decorated with the teams trophies and awards, gigantic portraits of the players on the team adorning the walls with megumiâs serious beautiful framed face right in front of you just making you feel worse.
you already knew, but regardless of megumiâs stand off ish personality, you liked it. you had curiously browsed his interviews and quotes in articles, and you always laughed at his responses, him almost every time offending the staff without even trying or knowing, and you found it so so funny, it only making you admire him and want to get to know him even more, even if it was just a friendship.
megumi fushiguro was one of the best players on the team in history, and as you closed your eyes, silent pathetic tears still slipping down your cheeks?
he never felt so out of reach.
âhere.â
your eyes opened, but you literally could not see jack shit as your tears were still blurring your line of sight, you completely and utterly mortified that a stranger caught you sobbing as you wiped your face quickly in response.
âput on my sunglasses if you donât want people to see you crying.â
the voice was gruff and lazy, but you could not care less as you took the sunglasses and settled them over your eyes, the lenses so freaking dark that you couldnât see a single thingâ your sight worse than before.
but it relieved you, as you figured no one could see your bloodshot eyes and therefore thankfully not notice you losing your mind over something so stupid.
âthank you,â you mumbled. âsorry.â
âfor what.â
you felt the plush of the bench shift next to you, figuring that the stranger man sat beside you as you refused to look in their direction out of embarrassment.
not that you could even see in the first place.
âfor looking like a loser.â
the stranger man snorted. âsâfine.â
you wiped your nose with your sleeve, sniffling.
âhow do you see in these?â you muttered softly. âtheyâre making me claustrophobic i canât see a thing.â
âthatâs the point,â he hums.
âhow come?â
âi get migraines everyday. they help.â
âoh i see.â you responded softly. âhave you ever run into a wall because of them?â
you hear him huff out through his nose. âi did once, when i first got them.â
you giggled gently. âdid you bleed?â
âno,â he spoke calmly. âi got a bump on my forehead.â
you snickered, âwhat? loserrr.â
you stood up and carefully tried to walk around a little, testing out how to guide yourself through the dark lenses and trying to be careful and not bump into a wall (which was literally impossible), your hands out, feeling around.
âjesus christ iâm just kidding now i feel bad. i think im gonna bump myself into a wall too so we can call it even.â
you couldnât see, but the stranger manâs lips twitched at your comment.
âdonât do that.â he murmured. âsit back down.â
you listened and started making your way over, feeling him reach out and wrap his fingers around your wrist carefully and guide you to the bench, you plopping down on it once you felt it.
âthank you!â you responded sweetly. ââŠiâm actually glad i canât see a thing right now.â you perked up, pushing the sunglasses back up over the bridge of your nose.
âwhy is that.â
âso i donât have to look at megumi fushiguroâs big portrait in front of my face.â
the stranger man stopped.
ââŠwhy?â
âbecause he indirectly broke my heart.â
you heard a little audible laugh, and you smiled to yourself.
at least someone is having fun right now.
âhow did he indirectly break your heart?â
âmy girl friendâs boyfriend is yuji itadori. she spilled the beans against my will about how i have a crush on him, and yuji told me that heâs mean and heâll basically bite my head off and tell me to scram.â
âdid he?â
âuh huh,â you nodded. âthey were trying to let me down easy, but itâs not like i was gonna try and talk to him anyways. iâve gone a year without saying anything i can go on and on and on.â
the stranger man hummed.
âheâs so cool thoughâŠâ you murmured, dazed. âheâs gonna be a hard one to forget about.â
âwhy do you like him?â
âi feel like im being interrogated,â you giggled.
you felt the stranger man lean back against the wall. âsorry, just curious.â
you copied him and crossed your arms, âmmm⊠because heâs really good at what he does. i admire that most of all.â
you tilted your head. âeveryone berates him for being mean but i like that heâs supposedly mean for some reasonâŠ. heâs just serious about his profession and he doesnât want to waste time. heâs also the hottest man iâve ever seen so that definitely helps.â
the stranger man laughed a little.
âi donât know,â you sighed sadly. âmaybe iâm just demented. i am demented.â
âif yuji itadori told you the exact opposite about him, would that have encouraged you to go up to him?â
you sat in thought for a moment, but ultimately shook your head. âno. itâs too embarrassing for me and iâm also a big fat wuss soâŠâ
you slid your fingers underneath the lenses and rubbed your stinging sore eyes. âmaybe in the next life if iâm lucky, ill be reincarnated as a cool baseball man too and i wonât have to deal with this shit.â
âcool baseball man.â he repeated, tone seemingly amused.
âyup.â
the stranger man sighed. âis this why i found you crying?â
âmaayybeee?â you dragged out shyly, your cheeks flushing.
it was silent for a moment, your vision completely black but his on your rosy cheeks, oddly staring that if you could see right now, youâd probably call him a creep.
âiâm sorry i made you cry.â
you jumped back.
âno not you!â you huffed. âhave you not been paying attention? catch up manââ
you felt a shadow reach up and tug the sunglasses slightly away from your face, your eyes constricting against the bright lights of the hall as they tried to adjust.
and when they did?
megumi fushiguro was sitting right next to you, a tiny smile on his face dressed in all black with his teams baseball cap on.
your eyes widened dramatically and you slapped both hands over your mouth, beyond horrified as everything you had thought you were telling a stranger about him, you were telling him directly, your brain short circuiting and your body heating up like a fucking hot flash.
âoh my god iâm so sorry!â your voice was muffled, you shaking your head in absolute denial.
you immediately sprung up and grabbed your purse, slowly backing up further and further away from him.
his smile widened.
oh my god.
megumi fushiguro was smiling, a sight youâve never ever seen during his games, practices, interviews, articles, or magazines as your cheeks increased in shadeâ wanting to mentally take a picture and remember forever as you knew youâd probably never see him smile like that again.
but he was smiling.
âpretend i donât exist!â you stammered, âpretend this never happened iâm sorry this is so embarrassing keep winning your games okay and iâll keep being an idiot far far away from youââ
âwhere are you going?â he chuckled lowly.
ââyouâll never see me again iâm going home and iâm going on lockdownââ
he laughed through his nose, his lips in an amused smile.
âyou donât have to do that.â
âyes i doââ
âyou donât have to forget me either.â
âthat i definitely doââ
you were halfway out of the main entrance doors.
âhold on y/nââ
megumi stood, his long legs walking over to you and you froze.
y/n?
you slowly turned around, your face pale and afraid.
âhow do you know my name?â you asked softly.
âyour best friend is dating yuji, is she not.â
you nodded, eyes blank.
âiâve been seeing you inside the locker room after our games for like⊠two years.â megumi mumbled.
oh.
oh thatâs right.
you didnât actually notice megumi until last year, when you decided to finally open your eyes for once during a game and thatâs how you spotted him for the first time on the big screen in front of you, in all of his gorgeous handsome entity.
âoh.â
he raised a hand and pressed his index finger to your forehead, nudging you softly.
âdummy.â
âs-sorry..â you gave him a wobbly bashful smile, your cheeks pinky as you rubbed your red eyes.
his eyes slightly softened and he shook his head. âsâfine.â
megumi continued to stare at you, a stone cold face that always seemed to scare off the teams entire fan base, but only made you feel numb and giddy all over every single time.
you smiled wider then, and megumiâs lips twitched.
cute.
âiâmâ iâm gonna go now.â
âdo you have a ride home?â
you stopped. âno i was just gonna call an uberââ
he shook his head and walked past you, his shoulder brushing gently with yours with his hands stuffed in his pockets as you turned and stared at him.
he paused and looked over his shoulder.
âyou coming?â
your eyes widened. âcoming? wâwhere?â
he rolled his eyes. âiâm taking you home.â
âno!â you shot your hands out. âitâs okay! really! thank you thank you i appreciate it butââ
he stared lazily.
âcome.â
you pressed your lips into a thin line and tipped your head down, taking tiny painful steps as you followed after him to the parking lot.
megumi led you from the public parking area to a secluded section around the back of the arena, one you assumed was for players and crew members only as you nervously gnawed on your bottom lip, feeling absolutely sick.
you both continued to walk down until you arrived to a private parking garage, megumi slipping out his keys from the pocket of his hoodie as you approached a shiny black luxurious car sitting neatly in a spot.
his car was really fucking nice, and you figured so being as he was one of the most popular players and probably had more than enough money in the bankâ your fingers trembling as you gripped the passenger side door, settling yourself inside his plush cool leather seats and all black interior.
megumi pressed the âstartâ button and his engine roared to life, the motor echoing through the structure as you clumsily tried to put on your seatbelt, your cheeks growing pinker with each passing second that you just couldnât get the stupid damn thing toâ clickâ
he reached over across the console and took the seatbelt from you, pulling it over your body and clicking it secure without a word.
âthank you.â you said softly, eyes trained to your lap.
megumi gave you a small nod and backed out of his parking space, driving around a couple of rows before making his way out with the night air softly breezing through your hair as he drove, his dash illuminated with blue lines that ran smoothly across.
âcan you put your address inââ
âoh yeah!â you jumped. âsorryââ
you reached over and tapped in your address on his big touch screen, watching the way the gps registered the location and gave him the estimated time of arrival.
forty fucking minutes.
âmegumi..â
his eyes looked over at you for a second before turning back to the road.
âhm?â
âi live kinda far from here and i donât want you to drive the opposite way from where you live.â
you leaned a little, eyebrows pinched. âi can take an uber seriously, this is too much trouble iââ
âyouâre already in my car.â he deadpanned.
âiâll jump out.â
he pursed his lips, trying to suppress a smile.
âi have child lock on.â
âchild lock?!â you gawked. âis this what you think of me?â
âyouâre a little helpless⊠and youâre a crybaby.â he mumbled. âchild lock stays on.â
you giggled after, your eyes shining and filled with mushy feelings for him as you nodded. âyouâre probably right.â
he looked over at you then, and he smiled, softly.
âwhat do you do?â
you fidgeted. âhâhuh?â
âdo you umâŠâ he ran his thumb over the top of his gear shift. âdo you work? do you go to school?â
heâs asking you?
âi go to school!â you responded shyly but kind. âi go to a college thatâs about fifteen minutes from your stadium. i usually go and meet up with my best friend after class if thereâs a game.â
he hummed. âare you a big baseball person?â
you grimaced.
do you lie? do you tell the truth? do you roll down his window and attempt to jump out of the car that way?
you played with a strand of your hair. âiâ i umââ
he raised an eyebrow.
âiâ donât?â
he cocked his head. âyou donât?â
you shook your head no, completely ashamed of who you are as a person as you covered your eyes.
âi knoww i suuucckkk,â you whined. âthe only things i know about baseball are home runs and grand slamsâ which you did!â
you pointed at him excitedly. âlast year! i remember you hit a grand slam! i got so excited that for once i knew what the fuck was going on and why everyone was going crazyâŠâ
you fiddled with your fingers nervously, your eyes trained to the road. âi felt so included.â
he chuckled, and unexpectedly, reached over and gently ruffled your hair.
you then stared at him as he did so, doe eyes wide and cheeks pink.
megumi was truly just beautifulâ his smooth face that didnât have a single blemish on his skin shining under the moonlight, his black spiky hair peeking from under his cap that you had no doubt in your mind was soft and velvety.
you hated that youâd probably do anything for that man.
âiâm sorry i made you cry,â he repeated, you recognizing his words from before.
your eyebrows furrowed.
he was still thinking about that?
you shook your head furiously, âyou didnât! i swear itâs okay. iâm just crazy.â
he huffed out a laugh.
megumi thought you were odd, but in a good way. he thought everything you did was a little funny, as you were jumpy and clumsy and a crybaby and helpless, but he also took note of how polite you were. he noticed how considerate you were of him even though you were really upset, and you were kind of sweet⊠really sweet actually, your personality something that was totally different from the usual girls that came up to him.
well, the usual girls that used to come up to him back when he first started.
megumi pulled into your driveway and shifted the gear into park, the doors automatically unlocking.
you opened the door and stepped out before leaning down and peeking your head in.
âthank you for the ride!â you said sweetly, a cute smile on your face. âiâm sorry you had to listen to my confession against your will.â
he shook his head. âitâs alright.â
you went in to close the door.
ây/n.â
you leaned back down, âyeah?â
âare you gonna stop coming to our games?â
you gnawed at the inside of your cheek, your eyes darting around the interior of his car nervously.
âiâ i donât think so.â
âgood.â
megumi watched you close his door and walk back a bit, him shifting his gear into reverse as the corners of his lips turned a tiny bit upwards.
âiâll see you then.â
as you watched him pull out and drive away, his engine roaring down the street, you could not stop or simmer down the way your heart raced against your chest, so much so that you were afraid it was going to burst through your chest and literally kill you.
the next time you went to a game, you hadnât told your close girl friend yet as she led you through the crowd and down to the v.i.p. lower level seats like always, a kind courtesy of yujiâs that he did whenever he could.
as you watched, you embarrassingly spotted megumi almost the minute you arrived, stars and hearts in your eyes as you watched him do his thing and work magic through the field with his absolutely insane batting, strong and purposeful as he barked orders or observed the opposing team for leads.
once his and the opposing team switched sides, megumi looked up as he jogged, his eyes seemingly scanning the v.i.p. front sections until he spotted you.
he raised a hand and gave you a little wave, and your eyes widened as you timidly, hesitantly, gave him one in returnâ your cheeks turning pink.
âwho are you waving at?â
your girl friend pressed a cheek against yours and looked.
âwho is- fushiguro?!â
you looked at her sheepishly.
as you recounted the story to her, her eyes bulging out of her sockets and screaming her head off every two seconds, her head snapped to the field.
âi have to tell yujiââ
âno!â you gripped her shoulders. âitâs literally nothing! he drove me home and he probably just feels bad for me.â
âmegumi isnât the type to make a crying girl feel better or drive her home.â
âitâs because he knows that we know yuji.â
âmm i donât think so..â she scowled, crossing her arms in eventual defeat as she stared straight ahead.
thatâs how it went for about a month.
you would come to their games, megumi would wave at you from the field or you would catch his attention and wave at him, and you would briefly speak to him casually just after his games, your conversations with him usually lasting no more than three minutes as he was often pulled by his coach or a crew member.
but even though the conversations were short, they were really nice, and the both of you never seemed to notice the people around you wanting his attention until he physically had to get pulled away.
but you still refused to go inside the locker room, knowing that was surely the place where you had to talk to him for longer than three minutes. you were too scared, embarrassingly so as you bid your girl friend and yuji goodbye from just outside the door before leaving every time, completely unaware of the way megumi would stare expressionless at you from inside.
when your girl friend invited you to the teamâs yearly banquet, you flat out said no, decision firm and unmoving as she begged you over and over and over again.
âplease please you have to go! you canât avoid megumi forever!â
âwhat is the purpose of me going though?â you sighed, shaking your head with a smile at the sight of her dramatically on her knees over you. âfor you it makes sense because youâre with yuji but whatâs the excuse for me? iâm not anybodyâs plus one.â
âyes you are,â she got back up on her feet and wiggled her eyebrows, âyouâre megumiâs plus one.â
âbye i wish,â you mumbled, plopping down on your bed.
âokay youâre my plus one, or yujiâs! so he has two plus ones!â
she walked over and sat down next to you, resting her head against your shoulder as she sighed. âplease come. you donât have to talk to megumi okay? fine. but just come with me, iâll have a better time if you do.â
you gave her a silly smile and thought for a moment, her sad tone swaying you as you finally gave in.
âonly if you swear you wonât force me to talk to him.â
she nodded eagerly.
âi swear!â
so you stood there, nervous and biting your thumb as you frantically looked around, dressed in a pretty black off the shoulder mermaid style gown with a high slit exposing your legâ fiddling with your styled hair as you waited and waited and waited for your girl friend to come back from the dessert table with yuji.
you hadnât seen megumi yet as you were trying to keep on a look out, because the moment you did see him all dressed up? you were sure you were going to start pathetically bowing for him on your knees in front of all these people and end your social life forever.
finally, she came back and handed you a little pastry, you thanking her kindly and taking a small bite.
âwait no!â she gasped, turning her pastry around. âfuck, i got the wrong one. i meant to get the vanilla one this is coconut.â
âi can get it for you this time.â you smiled kindly, her looking at you gratefully as you patted her shoulder, making your way over to the dessert table.
your eyes lit up like stars at the sight of it, grand and luxurious as any kind of pastry you could ever possibly think of was presentâ neat and gourmet-like, each adorned with elegant toppings as multiple huge chocolate fountain stations ran from the sides.
âhi.â
you jumped and looked to your right, megumi standing there beside you with a bored expression, clad in a polished black button up and slacks, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows.
you gulped.
âhâhi.â
âi didnât think youâd come.â
he lazily picked up a tiny slice of chocolate mousse cake and looked at it.
âi was dragged by my best friend,â you puffed out a laugh. âshe said i was her and yujiâs plus one or something like that.â
he nodded, biting his cake slice and swallowing.
âyou stopped coming inside the locker rooms.â
you faltered.
he noticed that?
âoh yeah! i justââ you shifted your weight from one foot to the other. âiâve been really busy with school so i study right afterâŠâ
for some reason megumi eyed you carefully, and your cheeks grew pinker the more he blatantly stared at you as you fidgeted.
âare youââ
âfushiguro!â
you both turned your heads to the source, and you spotted an unfamiliar guy, one who you assumed was on the team with them, smiling enthusiastically and throwing a heavy arm around megumiâs shoulder.
âwhoâs this? iâve never seen you talk to anyone besides us!â
megumi only spared him a nonchalant glance before he looked back over at the dessert table.
the unknown man extended a hand out to you, and megumiâs eyes snapped to it.
âhi! iâm takuma!â
you cheerfully took his hand. ây/n!â
âare you megumiâs girlfriend?â
you gawked, guilt and embarrassment already filling your body at the thought of megumi finding that comment uncomfortable and being uncomfortable because of you.
at his own banquet.
ânâno!â you shook your head, eyebrows pinched. âi came with my best friend and yuji.â
takuma unhooked his arm and let it rest beside him. âoh nice! you know yuji as well?â
you nodded, âmhm!â
the rest of the crowd began to take their seats for the awards ceremony segment, and the three of you walked over to your designated table by yuji and your best friend, whoâs eyes widened at the sight of you next to megumi.
you all sat, and takuma pointed to the empty seat next to you.
âis anyone sitting here?â
âoh no!â you smiled politely. âitâs empty you canââ
âtake mine ino.â
megumi pulled out the chair next to you and plopped down on it, scooting up. âitâs closer to the front.â
huh?
âoâoh!â takuma scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. âokay! thanks fushiguro.â
he only nodded in response and stuck his face in his champagne glass, sipping.
and he was right. you watched as takuma navigated through the circular tables before sitting in a seat that was right smack dab in the front.
âthatâs really nice of you megumi!â you chirped. âhe has such a good view now!â
âmhm.â
your best friend smacked a hand to her forehead with a shake of her head, and you looked at her quizzically.
the awards ceremony was the most fun youâve ever had, as you were over the moon for all of the players that were awarded prestigious titles and recognitions, and even more excited for yuji and megumi, the both of them combined taking award after award that by the time the event was done, your table was filled to the brim with frames, medals, and trophies.
your doe eyes glowed over megumiâs earnings, pride and admiration bubbling in your chest as you took in the result of his hard work, feeling like he was the most talented person you ever had the privilege of knowing.
he stared at your enamored look.
âyouâre so cool, gumi..â you gushed, not even noticing the little nickname you gave him.
but he did.
âcool baseball man?â he responded softly, referencing your words from when you first met.
your eyes snapped to his and you gave him the shiniest smile, nodding quickly. âyeah! cool baseball man.â
megumi looked down at his awards, and after a couple of seconds, picked up a shiny gold medal hung on a baby blue striped lanyard, holding it out for you.
âhere.â
your eyes traveled down.
âwhat?â
âfor you.â he pushed the medal forward.
shock crossed your face, and you frantically shook your head, pushing the medal back to him. âno! no megumi thatâs yours you earned itââ
megumi rolled his eyes and held on to the edges of the lanyard, effortlessly setting it over your head and around your neck, the medal clinking and twinkling against your chest.
âi have four others. itâs fine.â
âno butââ
he carded his thumbs underneath your hair and gently slid your hair out from beneath the lanyard, setting it delicately over your bare shoulders.
yuji and your best friends jaws were on the floor, but you didnât notice, too busy ogling over the fact that megumi fushiguro was the kindest person you had ever met, utterly amazed that he selflessly gave you something so precious. you.
your gaze trailed down to the medal, and you softly touched it with the pads of your fingers.
âtâthank you gumiâŠâ
his lips twitched.
you realized then that the music had started and the crowd had already dispersed to celebrate, some dancing in the center while others mingled on the sidelines or hogged the dessert table.
and you spotted your best friend with yuji, the both of them smiling adoringly at each other, laughing and dancingâ something bashfully wished for yourself as you grinned softly at them.
megumi followed your gaze, and he huffed an amused small laugh through his nose.
âthey met at a party didnât they?â
you looked to him and nodded, âuh huh! i was with her. she was so scared to talk to him and i literally had to throw her in.â
he scratched his cheek. âi remember. i was there.â
your jaw dropped. âyou were?!â
he nodded. âand i remember you too.â
you sat there in silence.
how long had megumi been around in your life without you knowing? how didnât you ever freaking notice?
before you could press any further, megumi squeezed his eyes shut and pressed his fingers to his forehead in pain, groaning softly.
you jumped, âare you okay? whatâs wrong?â
he shook his head. âmigraine. the lights are fucking with me a little.â
âoh!â you frantically looked around the table and around him. âwhere are your sunglasses? the dark ones the ones you ran into a wall with!â
megumi snorted and shook his head again, eyes peeking at you a bit. âitâs fine. i left them at home.â
your eyebrows rose, âyou left them?â
he nodded and dropped his hand, sitting up straight and trying to open his eyes fully to seem normal, but his lids only dropped again and his forehead fell to rest against the table.
âiâm sorry,â he mumbled. âjust give me a minute.â
âdonât be sorry gumiâŠâ
you figured the rest of the night was going to be like this, and if megumi stayed, he was going to end up dealing with the dull ache in his head for hours on end and not enjoy his banquet.
but you wanted him to enjoy it. this was his night, and you didnât want him to spend it pissed off and writhing in pain.
âdo you want to leave?â
he turned his head to the side and looked at you.
âwe can umââ you fiddled with the medal around your neck. âwe can go outside? or we can go for ice creamâŠâ
you tilted your head to the side cutely, and you were oblivious to the way megumiâs cheeks went a little pink at the sight.
âill pay though!â you smiled sweetly. âitâs the least i can do for the medal you gave me.â
he gave you an endearing half smile and nodded.
your eyes lit up. âreally?! okay!â wait let me just say bye to my best friend and let her knowââ
you quickly stood and walked over to the dance floor, megumi watching after you before picking up his black blazer and holding it underneath an arm, wondering how the fuck he was gonna pick up all of his awards himself.
ây/n!â your best friend gushed. âyouâve been talking to megumi for hours what the fuck is going onââ
you laughed. ânothing! it was nothing but iâm gonna go get ice cream with him!â
âwhat?!â her and yuji said in unison.
âdid he ask you?â yuji pushed.
âno!â your eyes narrowed. âof course not iâm a big fat loser why would he? i invited him because he has a migraine soââ
your best friend hummed, a smirk on her face. âoh i see... use protection.â
âhuh?!â your jaw dropped. âno! thatâs notââ
ây/n!â
you turned and saw takuma walk over to you, a big smile on his face. âyou enjoying the banquet?â
âoh yes! itâs really great!â you smiled kindly. âthe dessert table is absolutely insane.â
âright?!â takuma stepped closer to you. âthey go all out every year, itâs what everyone looks forward to.â
âi can definitely see why!â
he chuckled and nodded but then turned to you, speaking quieter. âlisten um⊠i was wondering if you were uhâ well if you wanted to dance? with me? yâknow⊠maybe get to know each other better and thenââ
yuji shoved his lips to your best friends ear.
âheâs stealing megumiâs girl.â
âi know!â she whispered harshly. âwhat the fuck do we doââ
âi donât know!â
âwell call megumi overââ
suddenly, a tall broad figure walked in between you and takuma, your vision blocked by his back.
âsorry ino,â megumi stepped to the side a little and placed a hand on the small of your back, ushering you towards the exit. âwe were just leaving.â
yuji and your best friend gave each other a low high five before their eyes darted around, putting on false ignorance.
âsorry!â it was nice meeting you takuma!â you called from over your shoulder before the both of you stepped out of the venue and into the cool night air.
megumiâs car was parked right out front, him unlocking the doors with a button just like he had done the last time, you noticing how all of his awards were set neatly in the back seat.
âoh iâm sorry gumi! did you carry these over by yourself? i was gonna help youââ
you sat yourself on his passenger side seat, the leather creaking with every movement you made.
he shook his head. âi had my publicist team do it. itâs fine.â
âoh okayâŠâ you mumbled, still feeling a little guilty that you didnât help him.
you went to reach for your seatbelt when megumiâs arm flew in front of you and grabbed the strap, pulling it over your frame and clicking it securely before his hands wrapped back around the steering wheel, just like he had done a month prior.
you couldnât make out his expression, as it was blank and stone-like and not a word was coming out of his mouth as he backed out from the parking space, but you smiled at him cutely nonetheless and thanked him.
the nearest ice cream shop was literally down the road from the venue, and the drive took less than three minutes before megumi pulled in and parallel parked on the side of the street.
you both stepped out and walked inside, the shop colorful and vibrant as what looked like twenty different assortments of ice cream were on display, your eyes launching across each flavor excitedly.
âi havenât had ice cream in a fat minuteâŠâ you murmured as you pressed your hands against the glass.
âme neither.â
âwhich flavor do you want megumi?â you asked him sweetly, your eyes still glued to the flavors that it made him chuckle.
âumâŠâ he stepped forward and scanned the different colors. âiâll take whatever you get.â
you looked at him and your eyebrows softened, âare you sure? what if you donât like it?â
the cornerâs of his lips turned upward, the sight making your heart skip a beat.
âitâs okay. i trust you.â
you ended up getting your all time favorite flavor that you never skipâ cake batter, one that tastes different depending on whoâs palette it is, and something you anxiously thought over as you gnawed on your bottom lip and stared, waiting for him to try it as you both sat on a park bench not too far from the shop.
âwhy do you look like youâre about to cry.â he snickered lowly.
your eyes snapped to his and you giggled. âi might if you donât like what i picked out.â you plopped a little spoonful in your mouth, the cold ice cream melting and spreading over your tongue as you swallowed. âcake batter is a hit or miss for different peopleâŠâ
he hummed, âhow come?â
âitâs either too sweet or just nasty.â
âi have a sweet tooth.â
your eyes lit up, âso do i! iâm a big sweets person. i love love desserts and chocolate and ice cream⊠but iâm not the biggest fan of candy.â
âyouâre not?â
âi love candy but not how i love sweets⊠and i wouldnât randomly pick it out like at the store because i wanted to. most likely i would get a cookie.â
megumi liked how much you talked.
âhave you always had a sweet tooth?â he pressed on, looking at his ice cream cup.
you nodded. âhave you?â
ânot really,â he shook his head. âi didnât pick it up until i metââ he stopped. ââŠmy dad.â
met his dad?
megumi spotted your confusion and continued.
âmy actual dad disappeared. dunno where heâs at. all iâve heard is that he had a bad gambling addiction so iâm guessing it had something to do with that.â
your eyes softened.
âgojo is kind of like my dadâŠâ he mumbled. âheâs supported my sister and i financially ever since i was maybe five or six.â
âyou have a sister?â you murmured, eyes big.
he nodded. âi do.â
he scooped a bit of cake batter ice cream up with his spoon and plopped it into his mouth, smiling softly. âgojo gave me a sweet tooth. he canât go a day without it.â
youâd never heard megumi open up so much before, and you felt incredibly lucky and special to be the one to hear about his family and share a precious moment with him over eating ice cream, something you wanted to treat delicately and remember for as long as you lived.
âdo you like it?â you asked softly, gesturing to his cup.
âi love it.â
you beamed, and he took in your cute smile for a minute as you ate some more on your end.
âiâm sorry about your actual dad⊠but iâm glad you and your sister got the support you needed when you were young.â
he nodded.
âdid he encourage you to do baseball? or was it you?â
âhe did initially.â he shook his head. âhe was annoying at first, was a cheerleader at every game and was so loud.â
you giggled.
âbut i grew to like it⊠and thatâs what i wanted to do for a career. if it wasnât for gojoâs funding i wouldnât have been able to.â
you hummed, savoring the ice cream a bit before swallowing. âthatâs really nice, gumi. iâm really happy you got the opportunity to grow your skill out like thatâŠâ you swirled the ice cream around your cup with your spoon. âwhat you have is a solid gift, and i would hate to see it not get the recognition it deserves when youâve worked so hard to make it what it is now.â
you looked at him. âso iâm really, really glad that it does get it.â
megumi stared at you, face blank and a scoop of yet to be eaten ice cream on his spoon, his cheeks growing hot.
âi donât know why you think so highly of me.â he murmured.
everyone thinks heâs rude.
your eyebrows furrowed. âi donât think megumi, i know. youâre not a mean person, youâre honest and serious about the important things in your life. and if the medal around my neck that you gave me selflessly doesnât tell you otherwise? i might have to kill you.â
he laughed, loud, his eyes sparkling. âyou might?â
you bit your lip to refrain yourself from freaking out over his smooth laughter. âi might.â
you subconsciously rubbed your hands over your chilling arms then and megumi eyed it before he put his cup down, reaching next to him for his blazer and opening it up as he gently placed it over your shoulders.
you looked at him like he was the world then, doe eyes big and round and shimmering, and megumi felt like he could do anything with that look as long as it came from youâ a permanent red tint on his cheeks that was entirely your doing.
âthank you..â you mumbled shyly, your eyes glued to your now empty cup of ice cream on the bench as you clutched the sides of his blazer, the smell of him wafting in your nose that made you absolutely weak.
megumi timidly, slowly, reached up and moved a strand of hair from your eyes then, and you looked up.
âprettyâŠâ he murmured, dazed even.
his hand fell and landed gently on your exposed thigh from the slit of your dress, but instead of moving it, he let it stay there, his hand smoothing over your plush soft skin as he was completely entranced by your heavenly face, his body pulling his lips closer to yours as megumiâs breath quickened with absolute need the higher up his hand trailed up your yummy thigh.
you couldnât say a word, he practically didnât let you as his lips pressed delicately and timidly against your plush ones, his mouth moving so slowly and his tongue parting your wet lips for the purpose of devouring more of you, all while his fingertips reached and felt the side straps of your pantiesâ the material alone making him erratic and desperate while his other hand gripped your waist tightly.
your mouths moved faster now, the sounds of wet smacking and lips separating to reconnect with more greed than before muffling your ears as he breathed heavily through his nose, his eyebrows pinched together in pent up everything as he finally had you with him after months of you avoiding him.
and then you pulled away with a wet pop.
âiâiâm sorry!â you covered your mouth. âi didnât mean to kiss you!ââ
what?
megumiâs eyebrows furrowed, both of your chests heaving as his cheeks and lips were blushed red.
he shook his head, âno i kissed youââ
âdonât cover for me gumiii,â your shoulders slumped, your brain so in denial that he could ever like you back that it tricked you into thinking you were the one kissing and all over him. âfuck iâm sorry⊠that was so disrespectful andâ and weird of me and iââ
megumiâs hands slipped away from your body and he shook his head, his eyes dead locked on yours with his eyebrows pinched together. ây/n no youâre not understandingââ
âiâm the biggest creep on the planet man i understand if you donât ever want to speak to me againââ you covered your face and leaned forward.
megumi stared at you astonishingly as he listened to you ramble apologies and dramatic insults for yourself continuously, his shoulders slowly relaxing and his lips turning into a soft knowing smile, your random speech starting to make absolutely no sense at all and his heart aching at the fact of how naive you were.
ây/n.â
you stopped. âwhat.â
he reached over and pulled your hands away from your face. âyouâre helpless, you know that?â
âhelpless and a creep.â
he laughed and shook his head. âstop it.â
he stood and offered his hand out for you.
âitâs getting late, iâm driving you home.â
megumi decided he would properly speak to you about it the next time he saw you⊠except he didnât.
you started avoiding him like the plague again, horrendously horrified about what you believed you had done, thinking that it was better if you stayed away from him and fulfilled your initial task of forgetting him, no matter how much it hurt you.
you didnât want megumi to ever be uncomfortable or experience what you believed he experienced with you. he didnât deserve that. he didnât deserve a pathetic little fan girl that never left him alone and hindered his work on the field, even though you wished so badly you could see him again, as the taste of his lips and mouth never left your fuzzy mind.
you kissed megumi fushiguro.
âoh my god y/n, youâre so stupid.â
âno iâm not! do you really believe megumi could ever like me back? no! absolutely not. i kissed him and i fucked up and thatâs it. iâm staying away from him.â
your best friend ran her fingers through her hair and almost tore a chunk out in frustration. âit sounds like he kissed you! he had his hand on your thighââ
âthat was for stability! heââ
âno it was to feel you up!â
you shook your head side to side with your arms crossed. ânope nope nope nopeââ
ây/nnnn!â
as for megumi, the next game he had he looked for you while on the field like he always did, looking forward to seeing your precious face and giving you a little wave⊠except he couldnât find you. after the game, he went around the stadium and towards the locker room, inside and back out, the parking lot, his parking lotâ
and he couldnât find you.
this went on for a full three weeks of game after game nearly every day him doing the same exact thingâ him getting increasingly more confused and a bit upset at your disappearance, going as far as to staying hours after his games still in his sweaty baseball uniform and cap with hopes that youâll turn up.
except you never did.
and at the end of the third week, he had had enough.
âoh hey megumi!â your best friend greeted him, her hand fixing around yujiâs hair in the locker room after a game.
âhi.â
he stood there and said nothing, and your best friend eyed him skeptically. ââŠyes?â
megumi shifted awkwardly. âhave you um⊠have you seen y/n?â
she sucked in a breath. âuh yeah. i saw her this morning.â
âthis morning?â his eyes narrowed. âis she okay? why hasnât she been coming to our games with you?â
âbecauseââ she stammered. âwell becauseââ
âis it our place to say?â yuji muttered.
âis it our place to know?â she whispered back harshly.
âi donât know!â
âletâs just tell him!â
âbut what if!ââ
megumi rolled his eyes and huffed. ânevermind. please tell her to come tomorrow, i need to talk to her.â
your best friend gulped and nodded, both her and yuji watching the way he walked away and snatched his cap off, throwing it inside his locker and slamming it shut with his foot before picking up his duffel bag and leaving, not even bothering to change out of his dirt covered uniform.
âiâve never seen him so stressed,â yuji commented.
âitâs because he likes her and sheâs being an idiotâŠâ your best friend sighed sadly.
so when she came to you the next day and told you megumi needed to speak to you, she amplified how upset he was to get you to feel bad and feel the urgent need to come to the game tonight, which you of course did.
and you were worried. so so worried and scared that he was finally going to tell you off for kissing him, to tell you that you sucked and that he never ever wanted to see you again in his life and that you were a disgusting human beingâ
but the roar of the crowd pulled you from your thoughts, the team winning once again as many began to pack their things and take their leave. you were completely and utterly shitting yourself, petrified and already heartbroken over the fact that megumi was officially going to cut you off as a friend when you hadnât even had the chance to try and win him over yet.
and the way he played on the field tonight was way more aggressive than normal. he was louder, meaner, and didnât take his eyes away from the ball or his opponents as he nearly got into a fight with another player, yuji and a few others needing to pull megumi apart and set him aside to cool offâ the cameras and reporters having a field day in regards to him.
and that bothered you like nothing else. why the hell were they so excited over him getting angry? to amplify the brand that he upholds as the teams meanest player? as if theyâve never had a bad day a day in their lives? what was the point?
and it was all because of you, you realized.
you made him upset.
you covered your face with your hands and groaned, feeling like you wanted to cry.
ây/nâŠâ your best friend patted your back. âitâll be fine⊠he just needs to talk to you! you donât even know what itâs about.â
âi can take a wild guess.â
she looked at you worriedly before picking up her things. âwhenever youâre ready babe⊠i think heâs in the locker rooms by now.â
she left you there to gather yourself, and you sat there for a couple of more minutes before finally getting up and making your way to the locker rooms.
most of the fans had cleared out by now, and the sun was beginning to set as you passed and squeezed through crew members and news reporters, gnawing at your bottom lip as you turned a corner and spotted the locker room, many of the players already leaving.
just as you had reached your hand up to open the door, a firm voice called out to you.
ây/n.â
you froze, retracting your hand as you turned to look.
megumi stood there at the end of the hall, his baseball uniform still on and his cap dangling from his belt loop, hands in tight fists with his chest rising and falling, an agitated look on his face that you had never seen before.
âhâhi-â
âare you trying to forget me? is that whatâs going on?â
your eyebrows furrowed.
âwhat?â
megumi took stride full steps towards you. âyou finally talk to me, you confess to me, you disappear for a month, i wait for you, you finally show up at the banquet looking like the most beautiful woman iâve ever seen in my fucking lifeââ
he stopped in front of you. âtakuma tries to steal you from me, i get pissed off, i fall for you at the park, i kiss youââ he threw his arms up. âand you disappear again!â
your eyes bulge out of their sockets.
fall?
âyou what?ââ
âso iâm asking you again,â megumi bent his knees to look at you at eye level, his hands coming up to cup your pink cheeks and his face so close to yours you can make out the exact color of his eyes.
âare you trying to forget me? like you said you would?â
you fidgeted.
âiâ i was doing it for youââ
âwhy for me? i never saidââ
the feeling of his big hands on your cheeks was making your heart do backflips and trick shots as your wide doe eyes looked at him.
âbecause when i kissed you i made you uncomfortable and i donât ever want you to be so i thought itâd be best if i left you aloneââ
âokay letâs fix that right now,â his hands tightened slightly around your cheeks and he readjusted his footing, knees still bent. âi kissed you. if anything i should be the one worried if i made you uncomfortable because i put my hand on your thigh like that and for that iâm sorry.â
âno butââ
âyes y/n. i kissed you because youâre polite and youâre sweet and youâre funny, and you donât see me as rude like everybody else does. and even though youâre naive and helpless sometimes, i like that you are. i like you.â
âbut youâre megumi fushiguroâŠâ you squeaked.
âso?â
âand iâm a loser.â
he laughed so cutely and shook his head, his pearly whites fully shining at you so big that it took you back to the first time he smiled in front of you.
âno youâre not you big dummy.â
he let go of your cheeks and placed his palms flat against the brick wall behind you, cornering you in as he let his head hang low, the top of his spiky black hair the only thing in your line of vision.
âi donât know how else i can make you seeâŠâ
he sounded so exhausted, and your heart clenched.
âwas itââ you timidly placed your hands on his shoulders. âwas it actually you that kissed me?â
he nodded, head still hung.
âand do you actually like me? likeâ like more than a friendâŠâ
âway fucking more,â he mumbled.
you bit the inside of your cheek as you tried to contain yourself from screaming.
you couldnât believe it. the megumi fushiguro, number eighteen, the most handsome man youâve ever seen and the kindest one youâve ever met⊠liked you.
âi couldâve sworn i kissed you..â you spoke softly, trailing off.
âyou didnât.â his voice was firm. âi kissed you and i put my hand up your thighâŠâ his forehead lifted to rest on the crook of your neck as he sighed a deep breath.
âi toldâ i told takuma to scram at the banquet because i got jealous that you were talking to him more than me. i saw you crying in the hall that first time we spoke and i recognized you and i went up to you because finallyââ
he picked his head up slowly, eyes serious. âfinally, you noticed me.â
he was so close that your nose brushed gently with his.
âyouâre so dense y/nâŠâ
megumiâs eyes flickered to your lips, âiâve wanted you since the party.â
âthe party?â you murmured.
he nodded. âthe party where your friend first met yuji.â
your breath hitched as you felt his hands slide down the wall and snake over your hips, holding you tightly against him as the shock of his words made your body numb and tingly.
since the party?
it all seemed to click into place then, every single moment megumi tried to get you to look at him, to talk to him, in his own discreet way that you were completely oblivious to. and you were so fucking caught up in this fog of denial, that a person like megumi could never be interested in a person like you, that it made you push him away for the longest time without even giving yourself a chance.
you were so fucking stupid.
your arms slowly wrapped around his broad shoulders, the rough feeling of his baseball uniform underneath your fingertips and arms as you pressed your nose up against his shoulder shyly, feeling so incredibly bad for avoiding megumi for so long.
âiâm sorryâŠâ you mumbled. âiâm sorry i was so oblivious gumi.â
you felt him shake his head from the crook of your neck silently, the vibration of his heart beating rapidly against you making you sweat and melt at the same time.
âdonât be.â
âi justââ you struggled. âi just thought you didnât like me like i liked you and i wanted to respect your spaceâŠâ
âi understand,â he muttered. âbut i donât want you to respect my space anymore.â
you held him tighter.
âandââ your voice was slightly muffled by his shoulder.
âhm?â
âi liked it when you put your hand on my thighâŠâ
megumi stilled, you playing the night he kissed you over and over in your head again like youâve done since it happenedâ the thought making you nervous and timid.
he gripped you tighter.
âdid you?â
you nodded, âmhm.â
megumi without parting from you, slipped a hand under your shirt and soothed his fingers over the bare skin of your torso, your breathing stuttering, his rough hand radiating warmth.
âwhat else do you like.â
you gripped the fabric of his uniform.
âi like⊠i like the way you kissed me. and how you touch me⊠like right now.â
your voice was so so soft, practically a whisper as he seemed to shiver under your words, wanting more.
âwhat else.â
âyou,â you mumbled. âyour body⊠your hair⊠your face⊠your hands⊠the way you talk to people.â
âyou want me?â he murmured breathlessly.
âmore than anything.â
âwhat else do you like?â
you leaned your head back a little and pressed your lips to his ear. âthe way you play ball.â
he hummed, âyou like the way i play baby?â
you nodded, your heart hammering.
he lifted his face from the crook of your neck and shamelessly pressed his lips to your cheek, murmuring.
âyou wanna see what else i can do?â
âwhatâ what else?â
megumiâs face remained pressed against your cheek as he let both of his hands now snake underneath your shirt and upwards, slowly but roughly groping the cup of your tits over your bra, feeling you up as you gasped.
âuh huh..â he pressed an open mouthed wet kiss to your pink fuzzy cheek. ââcause i can do a lot more than just be your cool baseball man.â
he roughly spun you around and pushed you up against the wall, his hands coming back up to your breasts to grope you as he shoved and rubbed his hardened clothed dick against your perky ass, your tiny skirt riding up and revealing your pretty pink panties that made him absolutely feral.
âgumi!â you gasped. âsâsomeone could seeââ
âi donât fucking care.â
megumi buried his nose further into the back of your neck and your hair, him being a little pervert in the most delicious and intoxicating way possible.
he dragged his mouth up against your skin and latched on to the nape of your neck, sucking and biting sloppily against it as he marked you aggressively, no doubt in your mind that a purple bruise would follow soon after as his hands slipped under your bra now, pinching your hard nipples meanly and laughing when you jumped.
you moaned and whined against the wall, your body trembling as you felt your slick arousal slip from your hole and dampen your panties, choked up embarrassment coating your face as he shoved his fingers down your skirt without warning.
âyouâre soaked babyâŠâ he whispered. âand all because i grabbed your tits?â
âmegumiiiâŠâ you whined, and you squeaked as he quickly slipped his fingers in between your pussy lips and pinched your clit.
âgumi,â he corrected. âfix it.â
âgâgumiââ
âgood, pretty baby...â he praised, his dick rock fucking solid against your ass at the way his fingers slipped and slid in between your lower lips without much effort, both of your chests heaving and panting as your brains frazzled erotically.
the sounds of footsteps echoed from the end of the hall and you both immediately froze, a gasp slipping past your lips before megumi quickly covered your mouth with the same hand that was just fingering you.
âshh.â he kissed the back of your head.
if anyone were to walk in and see the sight before themâ megumi with his crotch pressed up against your ass, a hand pushing your top and bra up, squeezing your bare puffy tit and the other covering your mouth?
theyâd drop dead.
without another moment wasted, megumi uncovered your mouth and turned you around, his tongue darting out and licking the patch of wet on your cheek from his fingers before shoving them in his mouth, sucking up your left over juice as he bent down and wrapped his arms around your legs, lifting and throwing you over his shoulder.
megumi was freaky.
your eyes widened as he walked to the double doors of the locker room and kicked it open with his foot, turning around to lock them shut before walking to a corner and setting you down gently on a bench, his palms flat beside you on the smooth wood as he towered over you.
âisâ is everybody gone?â
âlong gone.â he nibbled at your cheek.
âbutâ but what if someone wants to come in?ââ
he pulled away and got down on his knees. âiâll tell them to fuck off.â
you panted as he pressed his hands against your thighs and squeezed, spreading them apart slowly with his eyes trained to your drenched cute pink panties.
he slid his hands underneath your thighs and lifted, bending you and pressing your knees closer to you as your back hit the lockers behind you, your hands gripping the bench for dear life.
âhas anyone ever seen your pussy?â he gruffed, licking his lips.
you shook your head, embarrassed. ânâno.â
âhas any other man touched you the way iâve touched you?â
âmâmaybe in high school?ââ
megumi sunk his teeth into your inner thigh and bit you as you yelped.
âthought you liked me.â
âi do!â you sputtered.
âclearly not if youâre being a little whore and letting other filthy men on you.â
your hole clenched.
âthatâ that was before you!â
he stuck his tongue out and pressed it flat against your pussy covered panties, dragging it slowly and agonizingly up until the tip of his tongue passed and flicked up against your clit, the tip moving around and around your little nub as your thighs shook.
âdoesnât matter.â he let a string of drool fall from the corner of his lips and over your ruined underwear, your eyes fluttering as you felt his warm saliva ooze in between your lips.
âand what about takuma, hm?â
you tried to open your eyes. âtaâtakuma?â
âmhm. he was all over you.â
you hiccuped as he wrapped his fingers around the straps of your panties and pulled them down.
âiââ
âbet he wanted to do to you what iâm doing right nowâŠâ he hummed. âwould you have let him?â
he stuffed his nose into your bare pussy and inhaled deeply, your jaw dropping as you squeezed your eyes shut.
your lack of response caused him to pull away and bite your thigh again, harder.
âwould you?â
ânâno!â you shook your head quickly, strands of your hair lightly grazing your face. âi wouldnâtââ
âso who then?â he licked over his bite mark. âwho would you spread your legs open for like this and let them see what a nasty fucking girl you areâŠâ
âyou gumi!â you hiccuped. âjust youââ
âjust me?â
megumi finally let his tongue slither itself in between your folds, slowly running over your flaps and clit as your hole continued to squelch out your arousal, pooling on the bench beneath you.
âyâyes!â
he slobbered and spit over your pussy like a starved dog, his face glistening like sugary glazed sweets.
âthatâs what i fucking thought,â he hummed. âyou gonna try and forget me again?â
âno!â you shook your head. ânever! i canât!â
he gripped your thighs tighter as he absolutely violated your folds then, wet sloshing and slurpings filling the air as he spat and shook his head side to side rapidly on your clit, you squealing and attempting to snap your thighs shut in response, his strong grip not letting you even if you tried.
âiâi canât!â you cried. âgumi slow please itâs too muchââ
âbe a pretty baby and stop complaining.â he ran his slimy tongue over your pussy entirely before shoving it inside your hole.
you choked and clasped a trembling hand over your mouth, tears of ecstasy spilling from the corners of your eyes as you squeezed them shut.
you whimpered and moaned and cried so pathetically, so cutely in his ears that he grinned as he pumped his tongue in and out of you filthily.
âyouâre so fucking sweetââ he slapped your cunt and you jumped. âgood thing i have a sweet tooth.â
your legs shook violently as you began to see stars, your tight hole clenching and sputtering around nothing as you felt your release approaching.
âgumiââ your hand flew back to the bench and you gripped it. âmâgonna cum! iâmâ iâm gonna make a messââ
megumiâs hand shot up and wrapped around one of your thighs so the tips of his fingers met your clit, his digits proceeding to rub and flick it as you climbed and reached your high, a high pitched scream echoing through the steamy locker room as your pussy leaked your sweet cum on his tongue.
you shuddered and jumped at the way he cleaned up your release and swallowed it, running his tongue soothingly over the bite marks on your thighs before coming back up and wiping his glistening face with his sleeve.
megumi leaned in and pressed a gentle loving kiss to your lips, a complete turn around from the feral beast you had in between your legsâ you kissing him back with just as much feel and affection.
he pulled back and got back up on his feet, you watching him ditzy as he jogged over to his locker and turned the lock until it clicked open, him rummaging inside for a little before he shut it and came back with a fresh pair of gray sweatpants.
âput these on baby,â he murmured.
you nodded sweetly and took them from him, you slipping off your skirt and pulling his sweatpants over as you watched him bend and look over corners.
âwhat are you looking for?â you asked softly.
he perked up then and stuck his hand under a bench, pulling out your wet ruined pink panties and holding them up high like a trophy.
âoh my godââ you covered your mouth in embarrassment. âgive me those!â
ânope.â he shook his head and walked over to his duffel bag on the floor, unzipping it before stuffing your panties inside. âthese are mine now.â
megumi came back up and wrapped his palm underneath your chin, tilting your face up softly before planting a sweet kiss to your swollen lips.
âand so are you.â
and that you were.
you went on many many dates with megumi after that, each and every single one so incredibly lovely and fun, a genuine connection you felt with him and each other that you had never ever felt before in your life, absolutely enamored by the way he gently treated you and made you feel like the only one that mattered in his life.
your best friend was obviously over the moon for you, squealing like a maniac at everything you told her, and always teased megumi about his lovesick face whenever you came to his games or appeared in the locker room to help him change, sort his clothes, or fix his hair.
âmegumiâŠâ she snickered. âyour cheeks are a little red! are you likeâ sick?â
he scowled at her and turned the other way, wiping his sweaty forehead as he watched you bounce down the steps cutely and onto the field after one of his practices, a huge smile on your face that replicated on his.
the minute you jumped into his arms, he peppered your little cheeks with kisses as you giggled and ruffled his spiky hair, asking him how he felt about practice and other things after he set you down.
without anyone noticing, a journalist was on the field, and at the sight of megumi fushiguroâs beaming toothy smile as he watched you run to him, they quickly snapped a photo and published it.
one was a perfect portrait photo of his shining white smile (that later became his signature picture) and the other was a photo of his arms out for you as you ran, the both of them causing an absolute uproar that altered megumiâs image from that day forward.
megumi fushiguro was thought to be the meanest player on the team since the day he got signed.
but when he started taking more pictures with fans, kind of stopped offending the people around him, signed more autographs, and smiled occasionally at the paparazziâ all while your pretty self stood right next to him?
megumi fushiguro was sometimes the meanest player on the team.
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Choso ð *matchy-matchy = fated brothers*
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SAVE A HORSE RIDE A WHAT???? ð¢
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ðð I CAN MAKE THAT PâSSY RAIN OFTEN!
â sum. they're starving, but they aren't craving actual 'food'. they're craving what's right between your shaky pretty legs. toji, higuruma, choso, gojo, geto, sukuna.
warnings. fem! reader, cúnnilingus, face-riding / siting, eating out through panties, pússy so good he cries (choso), fīngering, unprotected, dirty talk, praise, very pússy drunk men, squīrting, hair pulling, pússy spanks, spīt, dumbification.
â HIGURUMA HIROMI.
you tell higuruma thatâs heâs got such a rideable face, but heâs never really knew what you meant.
not until heâs buried between your thighs, having a pretty view of you caging him in with your jittery legs. âhey,â he purrs, his voice pouring with such rasp underneath it. a swollen thumb drags down near your sopping cunt and his droopy eyes meet yours. higurumaâs holding you upright whilst his free hand grabs onto your left thigh tightly. â âs okay, lovey. i know you wanna ride my nose,â and his balmy breath grazes up against your slit that was just continuously weeping with saturated slick. youâre whimpering, hovering over his rosy-twitched lips before he kisses near your cracked entrance. âeasy, i gotcha. jusâ sit on it, âs okay, you can do whatever you want to me, promise.â
and once you finally succumb to his warm filthy wordsâyou plop yourself onto his mouth, instantly moaning at the bumpy bridge of his nose tickling against your clit. âfuck,â and you hear a throaty chuckle leave from his crooked lips. higurumaâs nose, once your pussy rubs up against the hook, you couldnât help but start to jerk faster and faster. âhiromi, âm not suffocating you am i?â
âno, my love,â he whispers, flicking his flat tongue through your sensitive drooling folds. you tasted so sweet and it only left him craving for more, more of you. dark drowsy eyes stares into your eyes before his sloppy licks turn into risqué slurps. âbut, i wouldnât mind it actually. use my face darling, âm all yours tonight.â
higurumaâs got a cunning grin that stretches against his lips as your weight relaxes on him. you kiss your teeth, gradually rutting your trembling hips up against his salivating mouth and he groans. your clit rubs itself against his nose and his mouth, the rough rocky texture of the bridge nearly sends you over the edge.
âf- fuck, âromi,â you gasp, and your fragile limbs cause you to squat now. the air surrounding you suddenly feels thick and thereâs a dry taste filling the inside of your mouth. as candied wanton mewls continue to pry away from your lips, you tug on his ruffled checkered tie thatâs tucked underneath his button-down. his tongue thatâs lapping against your honeyed flaps with the mixture of his nose sliding up and down your entrance. but youâre now stuck in nothing but a mere stupor. higurumaâs eyes never break contact and you hear the loud sloshes from his lips smack against your pussy from each succulent slurp. â âm gonna cum, not gonna last hiromi.â
âaw, yeah?â he whispers, your own slick smearing against his pursed lips. your eyes roll back once the tip of his tongue thwacks and flicks against that spot, your tender g-spot. it feels gummy and spongy and he feels your quaking thighs come together, clenching a tight squeeze. âooh, guess she is,â and a hand of his creeps toward the right curvature of your ass. you moan from his touch, weak limbs shivering from his contact. everything was building up at onceâlike a wave, the calm before the storm. it starts near the very pit of your stomach and itâs fluttering all around you as if butterflies resided in your insides. âthere, there. donât stop, ride my nose lovey. use me, âs okay.â
your face twists as heâs still got his tongue attached to your sopping cuntâyouâre shaking, and you continue to grind your hips into his face.
higuruma holds you with two strong open palms, trying his best to ignore the growing tent in his business slacks. his hair, thanks to how you were mercilessly dragging his head back and forth against your slobbering pussy, itâs all unkempt and messy. strands of black hair twist and entangle between your fingers as youâre preparing for another teeth shattering orgasm. your ass teeters and twirls in crazed gyrations as the his hooked nose continue to abrade against your swollen folds. âhiromiâfuck, fuck,â you whimper, and the coil buried within you finally snaps. within seconds, youâre cumming hardâall on his tongue and the following noise that flutters past your lips was so pretty. higurumaâs hooded eyes gaze at you as heâs lapping you clean and heâs so in love. your finishing sounds sounding like a mere symphony to him. lewdly melodic.
âthatâs it, lovey. oh thatâs such a good messy girl, my messy baby,â he sighs, and you feel your tummy cave in at that exact moment. your drenched folds never felt more slick. heâs slurping you clean, proudly with the most tender grin stretching across his face. but that concise moment briefly gets cut short once higuruma groansâfeeling the strain in his pants again, fighting the urge to stroke himself. but he canât, this is about you. you still feel the knobby part of his nose scrape and drag against your pussy and he huskily chuckles. âah, youâre just obsessed with my nose now, huh?â
âno iââ
âoh, donât be embarrassed,â higuruma softly teases, his voice a bit gruff and raspy. his lips had a pretty sheeny coat of your own juices and you were still trembling once he gets up. higuruma helps you off of him and closes the gap between you both, leaning in for a kiss. itâs sweet, he moans into your mouth whilst he feels your eager hands tug on his tie. higurumaâs tongue matches your sync perfectly. both dancing muscles tangle together before he aligns himself between your legs, wrapping them around his slim waist.
âmy, arenât you a doll,â he speaks between sultry tender kisses, and his rich cologne scent almost snatches your breath away. from a mile away, you could smell it. higuruma licks the bottom of your chinâkeeping his eyes firmly on you until he starts to unbuckle his belt with one hand. âbut since you love my nose so much, i think youâll like somethinâ bigger a lot better,â and you let off a gasp once youâre suddenly now flipped the mattress, and he gives your ass a playful spank. ânow, be a good girl ân bend over for me.â
â SATORU GOJO.
gojo loves more than anything to just come home from dreadful hours of work, of battlesâto you.
not only just to you, but the pretty thing thatâs between your legs. heâs not one to waste time, and he always gets straight to the pointâbut in this case, straight to the pussy.
âletâs see how many fingers this time,â he coos, and youâre laid flat against your back, eyeing him. unapologetically, heâs been eating you out for hours like a starved man, drinking out each of your candied orgasms like it was nothing. gojo had a thing for your pleasureâit was far more better than his own. âone,â he whispers, slowly inserting a single long digit inside. you whimper at the immediate stretch. such thick lengthy fingers, they expanded wide throughout your walls and you shudder from his breath whistling against your folds. âtwoooo,â he jibes, playfully dragging out his words. your legs were quickly melting like mush, nearly collapsing as heâs toying around the insides of your cunt. âgod, sheâs got so much âta say today, huh?â
gojo grows quiet at the crying sloshes you make just from his twin digits jackhammering inside of you. in feral awe, he watches as you swallow up both of his long fingers with your greedy cunt, covering them from top to bottom with your slick.
every few seconds, thereâs a wet sloppy âpopâ and âpshhâ that squeals out from your own entrance. âs-satoru,â you whimper and you let off an exaggerated gasp once he flicks his tongue against your throbbing clit. youâre soaked, and his chin was already raining with your juicesâhis favorite. as heâs got two fingers still buried inside of your gummy walls, he twists them around before he reaches there. your breath gets caught in your throat and you gasp again, letting off a sweet squealing mewl before yanking on his hair snowy white strands. ângh, âtoru!â
âah,â he purrs, bringing a sloppy three second kiss toward your drooling cunt. itâs so pretty up close, he can see how youâre profusely pulsating from the stimulation and it makes a sly smile tweak against his lips. gojoâs digits resume to crimp around inside of your doughy walls before his plump fingertips tickle against your g-spot. oh, you feel static surge and pump right through your veins. the texture was spongey and squashy and heâs got a playful pout. âthis is where youâre weak, right angel? mhh, such a sloppy âlil thing.â
youâre trembling from his staticky touch and his fingers plummeting in and out of your cunt. the sounds, itâs so messy . . itâs yourself, and youâre just a stammering mess, fumbling over your own pathetic broken sentences. âfuck, please âtoru,â you whimper out in a sheepish tone. he goes back to running his tongue everywhere against your sopping wet cunt. to him, your folds tasted so sugary, and heâs always been known to have a little sweet tooth. gojo feels himself getting hard the more he plays with you and he lowly groans right against your pussy. the vibrations of his frustrated snarl makes you whine out in ecstasy before your eyes widen. âhnnnm, satoâ fuck!â
pretty pristine lashes of his flutter shut before he gradually pries out his fingers. gojoâs so into it, heâs having an entire make out sesh with your pussy, pressing his plump vermillion-colored lips together and lapping up his own sauced saliva.
âatta girl. give it tâ me,â he grunts, and you watch with heavy eyelids just hanging low as his head starts to drag back and forth. heâs devouring your cunt, even going far as to getting nose deep just to steal a smell all for himself. the sweetest, his favorite place in the world would always have to be right between your thighs. gojo even reached down in his pants, past his cerulean blue boxers to touch himself. fuck, he was hard. and it was all because of you. he groans, giving his dick a few solid pumps whilst a callused thumb brushes against a running vein that pulses down his shaft. as his lengthy tongue trails even further, he starts to suck on your clit. he feels the pulse twitch in his mouth and he looks right up at you with the most smug pussy drunken grin. âheh, youâve got aââ
and abruptly, you end up gushing right out just as heâs speaking. mid sentence tooâyou sprayed a nice amount of your release just below his chiseled chin and you let off a sweet harmonic screaming orgasm. ripples of pleasure coarse through your veins as youâre riding out your orgasm on his tongue, your body growing limp. every inch of your body though, you felt hot. your legs furiously shook and heâs still got his tongue attached to your cunt. â. . yooou little slut,â he quips with a eyebrow quirking up. gojoâs a bit taken aback but his pretty icy eyes find yours again and you spot his dimples poking near each side of his cheeks as he slyly simpers. âyou just squirted on me huh. someone felt sloppy today, yeah?â
âi- iâm sorry,â you moan, still feeling the jarring after effects of your body. your thighs were glued together and youâre still pantingâalthough gojoâs panting just as much as you if not more. despite how you were still aroused, youâve never felt more embarrassed. thanks to your pussy, youâve got his face drenched from the mouth down. youâre a mess, and heâs covered all in it. âi didnâtââ
âshhh,â he whispers, and youâre interrupted by a soft spank on your cunt. you whimper at the brief twinge, the unforgettable friction glissading down against your bare exposed entrance driving you more and more crazy. the air felt hot but your body felt even hotter. gojo gives your clit one final sloppy kiss before whispering against your slit. âah, ah. donât be sorry,â and with droopy hooded eyes, you watch as he prepares to insert not one, not two, but three fingers inside of your wet puffy cunt. âdo it again.â
â TOJI FUSHIGURO.
toji never really believed in the saying, âyou canât have your cake and eat it too.â
of course, he knows the meaning of the actual common quote but in his filthy rotted brain, it means something else entirely whenever heâs buried between your thighs. toji fushiguroâs a greedy man, especially whenever it came to pussy. he wonât just eat you out, heâll devour you, including your pretty perky ass.
two callused open palms spread the doughy globes of your ass wide open quickly. youâre whimpering, feeling his tepidly hot breath waft down your bare pulsating cunt before he spits right down the valley of your sopping wet folds.
âgotta get her nice ân wet, ainât that right, baby?â he whispers, watching as his own saliva trickles down your twitching folds. youâre already moist, profusely so and he can see your pretty poor clit throbbing - aching for more. âoh, my,â he tsks, bringing his scarred lips right up to your slobbering entrance. âsheâs so fuckinâ beautiful.â
âhngh, tojââ
âbaby, quiet. âm not talkinâ to you,â he shushes you, and you let off a whine once he gives your pussy a long thorough suck. you hear the echoing âpopâ smack from his lips once he pulls back, flicking the cold tip of his tongue against your pearly nub. fuck, once he started it was no prying him off. toji groans, feeling his rickety hips starting to drag themselves against the edge of the bed. his bulge continues to grow in his grey cottony sweats as his lips latch onto your sweet sweet pussy.
he blows against your folds, a thumb still guiding up and down your slit before he goes toward your neglected holeâyou whimper once you feel a stringy glob of saliva dribble down until it reaches near your cunt. âfuck, fuuuck,â you hiss, your toes curling up almost right away. he was just so nasty, you could tell tojiâs smelling your pussy right from behind you too. he was nose deep and the tip of his nose thrashes up against your clit constantly, making you feel even more sensitive. ângh, donât stop, âtoj. pleasepleasefuck.â
âgod, how many times do i have âta tell ya?â the dark haired man gruffs, and you feel a surging wave of tingles ripple through your thighs once he gently swats a hand against your pussy.
itâs a loud âsmackâ that bounces off the thin walls as you bite down on your bottom lip. your slickness even spurts against his palm and itâs so cute. as heâs steadily munching against your throbbing heat, he slurps you clean again and again. âour conversationâs over,â and his voice gets deeper the faster he sucks. âsheâs talkinâ âta me now, not you. donât be rude,â and tojiâs hooded verdant eyes rove towards your drooling cunt as he speaks. it was over the second heâs softly inserting a fat finger inside, feeling your clingy walls accept it right away. âmhm, sheâs always got so much to say. pussyâs talkative just like you, princess.â
you moan, feeling his tongue drag up and down against your clit. your mouth canât help but drop in awe at how thick his finger was. too thick, itâs so good. itâs practically just as big as his cock, and just a single lengthy digit of his was splitting you wide open. youâre squelching and toji purposely grows quiet just to hear it - to hear the âwordsâ of your pussy, which was just the wet sloshing sounds you continue to make as he played with you.
âyeah, i fuckinâ agree,â he hums, a low cackle leaving from his lips as heâs starting to piston his finger in and out, slurping all of your sappy juices. youâre whimpering, and heâs talking over you. your limbs felt weak and you could feel your arch starting to weaken. âsheâs such a baby, my baby though,â and once he tongue rummages deeper inside of you, it taps near your clit. itâs a mean tap, scratching such a forbidden itch in your brain and you almost grow stupid. toji feels you about to collapse forward due to your weak frail legs and he chuckles against your pussy. âheh, drama queen.â
you whimper as he stretches your ass more with one handâheâs leaving all kinds of cobwebs of saliva that glues against both temples of your ass, racing down your thighs. âmmph,â he feels you claw the back of head, shoving him closer towards your pussy. a sly grin spreads against his lips and he slides his finger out, breaking away to taste it. âyâer gettinâ fuckinâ handsy, baby. careful now,â and his tongue slithers back towards your puckering hole. his same thumb pokes against it before heâs just slurping youâloud slippery sounds departing from his lips, devouring your cunt as if he was a starved, starved man.
âtojâfuck, âm gonna cum,â you blurt out, your grip against his hair loosening. your cheek presses against the pillow as he lies his tongue flat, making sure his tongue wanders everywhere. he lolls it around to where heâs creating all kinds of letters and shapes just from his silvery tongue.
your toes continue to curl as your mouthâs just dangling open, feeling his scar repeatedly scrape up against your twitching clit. unapologetically. he spits on your entrance just to lap it right up, feeling the tint in his pants rise. heâs so hard, so fucking hard and your cute pulsing only made it worse. âshit, shit toji please,â your sweet babbles ring against his ears as he feels the shimmy of your hips. you could never stay still, and that was one of the many things he loved about you.
âyeah, cum on my face. make a fuckinâ mess, make me proud baby,â a low voice grumbles from behind, and his tongueâs still delving in and out of your sappy folds. youâre so soaked, his lips were so loud with how they suction against your slick pussy and you were just dumb. dumbfounded, his tongue had you utterly stupid and you only wanted more. but a hard hand swats against your sensitive cunt, snapping you back to reality. âcâmon, âm thirsty. give me my meal.â
gasping for air, you let off a tiny shriek once you finally let go, feeling such intense pressure lift up from the center of your abdomen. youâre frazzled, dewy eyes staring into the satiny cushioned pillow thatâs shoved against your face as you burst. âfuckâfuck,â you whine, and it feels like a geyser just erupted. except, the geyser was right between your legs. youâre squirting, and it shoots out so fast, trickling down tojiâs chin and even paints his dark stubble a sheeny glistening color. as heâs slowly gliding his tongue against your folds one more time, he blinks thrice whilst a smug grin stretches against his lip.
âwell how about that,â toji snickers, and he gives your cunt one more suck, smearing your slick all over his chin. he didnât care how much of a mess you made - it was his mess too. you can almost feel his lewd gaze bore into your ass before he peels a thumb against your clit. âlooks like sheâs still got it,â and you moan, feeling him give your pussy a âpraisingâ good job pat. he hums, feeling you throb on his palm. as heâs catching his breath just like you, toji hums, flipping you over. âmy girl canât help but be a fuckinâ super soaker, cute. .â
â CHOSO KAMO.
choso was always exhausted whenever he came home, constant battles on a daily would wear anyone out. but it was all worth it because in the end, he came home to you. his pretty girlâbut today, today was different.
âi need you,â he murmurs out of breath, and youâre taken by surprise as you lazily flop back against the couch with your legs slightly spread open. the last thing youâd expect was to see choso on his knees for you. he suppresses a whimper thatâs so close to flying from his lips before he nips a few wet kisses near your thighs. â âm so starved, baby. been too long since iââ and he cuts off. pretty mahogany eyes of his suddenly widen once you pull down your shorts with one hand, revealing your panties. purple, the lacy fabric decorates the valley cracks of your thighs and shields your most sensitive bits. choso canât help but pout once you softly grab onto the crown of his head, rummaging your fingers through his loose ravened tresses and tickling his scalp. with a needy pout, he looks at you whilst heâs leaning into your touch. âmay i?â
âyeah, but keep the panties on though âcho,â you reply in a cheeky tone, watching the frustrated pout on his face grow. but he doesnât complain, and instead, he inches his face closer and closer and closer, all until heâs eating you out through your panties. âf- fuck.â youâd swallow as a sharp gasp wrenches out of your full heaving lungs.
once he startedâthere was no stopping.
chosoâs whines were muffled as his knees were dug, buried into the furry carpet ground. his pretty lashes flap as his tongue delicately laps around your sopping cuntâoh, youâre such a tease. despite how your underwear was in the way of the part he really wanted to eat, he still tasted how soaked you were. not only that, but he could smell it too. âgod, âs unfair,â he grunts, swirling his tongue around every part he could get to. your breath hitches and your fingers were still intertwined between his thin strands. âmmph,â and he canât help but smell your panties. heâs missed you so much. as chosoâs soft kitten licks turn into slurps within a soak of just a few seconds few secondsâhe glances up at you with a cute frown. panting, he murmurs. âcan i- can i touch myself?â
âno, choso,â you tease him some more,â and you spread your legs just a bit wider. with the wide eyed stare heâs giving you and the way his mouth was cutely just dangling open, youâd have thought he was about to drool all over you. so pretty, he almost loses composure once you finally pull a string of your panties toward the side of your thigh. ânot yet.â
âso mean,â he cutely grumps, his plump lips curling into another pout again as heâs positioned right between your plush thighs. choso leans into your tender touch though, and he goes back to licking your pussy. he moans, trying to savor your taste as much as he could. chosoâs tense arms remain idleâalthough heâs just itching to touch himself and it doesnât take long before his chin starts to glisten with slick - your slick. choso couldnât help himself though, so he starts to find another way to feel.
his rickety hips start to jerk up against the edge of the couch and heâs ruthlessly grinding into the furniture. heâs feral like a animal and heatâall for you - just for you. âmmph, fuck,â he whines, feeling such hot friction bristle against your body and it ricochets onto his. choso already had a boner by just looking at youâbut now, he was definitely pent up. the tent in his sweats only grows as he continues to rummage his warm tongue through the corners and crevices of your cunt. gasping, you start to slowly drag his head further against you. âbaby, âm so hard. so hard jus for you.â
choso was such a messy eater thoughâhe was inexperienced in some areas, sure. but when it came to eating you out, he never failed to please you. he couldnât get enough of you, especially when you tasted like that. his head canât help but move around and crazily shift everywhere. heâs devouring your cunt whilst his hips continue to thrust against the edge of the couch over and over and over again.
the snapping creaks get more rowdier before you dig your fingers through his scalp once more. you always tried your best to shower him with praises whenever he was stuffed between your thighsâeating out your precious pussy as if it was the last meal to exist on earth. â âs okay, cho, right there baby. right there, fuck.â
your sweet praises made his ears perk up and twitch and itâs so cute to see. chosoâs so into it that he whines right against your cunt, hot breath colliding against your slick flaps. you whine, continuing to guide his face by dragging his head around and against your sloppy entrance. âmmph,â his voice is still muffled as his tongue occasionally rubs against your clit. choso sucks against it hard just to hear you whimper out. his eyes were closed the entire timeâbut after a while, you hear a bit of a subtle sniffle. you peer down, and itâs choso. heâs sniffling, quite literally getting lost in your pussy. both chubby temples of his face flush as his tongueâs wanders in every neglected corner of your gripping walls. you pause, about to pry his head away and ask whatâs wrong before he clings onto your hips, shaking his head firmly. ân- no, donât move away please. âm not done.â
and choso was sniffling solely because of your cunt. it was that good. . he couldnât comprehend how something from a mere human such as yourself could taste this divine. heâs melting into putty in real time the more heâs slurping your honeyed juicesâspitting it all over your clit before cleaning it right back up like a good boy. âfuck,â he whimpers, still thrusting his keen hips into the corner of the couch. heâs so loud, even louder than you and itâs adorable. âbaby, i- i love you, i love you sâmuch,â he starts to babble, and his slurps become more wet and noisy. the lewd squelches from your own pussy bounces and reverbs off the walls and off your ears. your carnal moans only make him more hard as heâs feeling his boner drag itself further against the silky fabric of his grey sweats. âfuck, âm gonna cum again, n- not again, ugh.â
he freezes like a deer in headlights the moment the center of his boxers fills itself with damp grey splotchesâhe felt it, and he moans whilst heâs still got a mouth full of your pussy. âaw man,â he pouts, his chest heaving as he pries his lips away from your throbbing cunt. teary eyed and a cute determined pout on his lips, choso kisses your clit one more time before sighing. âbaby, can we retry? i- iâll do better this time, promise.â
â SUKUNA RYÅMEN.
sukunaâs a filthy pussy eater. . heâs fucking nasty.
heâs a demon and he has no shame. eating you out was a mere pastime for him. whenever he was bored, all heâd really have to do was summon you to his royal chambers to âentertain himâ in his own words.
of course, whenever this happens, it always escalates to you laid flat on his king sized bed with your legs widely sprawledâhaving the sukuna ryomen nose deep inside of your cunt. one of sukunaâs favorite things to do was to eat you out directly after he came inside you.
âbrat, stay still,â he murmurs to you, but due to the carnally low pitch in his voice, it sounded like a playful warning. your bottom lip gets caught in between your teeth as you gnaw on it, feeling your stomach churn with such excited apprehension. sukunaâs tall frame towers over you and you gulp at the demon right before your very eyes. you take a moment to glance down at his cock, spotting his pink swollen tip thatâs profusely all runny and flaccid. you milked him so much earlier, and he groans at the feeling of still being sensitive. back to his own eyes, they gloss over near your stretched out legs and peek right between your thighs. such goopy ribbons of cum ooze out of your pussy and you spot him licking his lips, a single fang cutely poking out near the corner of his mouth. âhn,â he grouses, and with two hands, he scoots your waist up closer to his hungry sheeny lips.
âsukuâ fuck,â you squeal, and it was so quick. one second he was telling you to stay still and the next, heâs eating his own cum out of you. filthy, the perfect word to describe sukuna. for once, heâs only ever quiet and shuts up when it comes to your sweet pussy - funny. rolling out his tongue flat against your shimmery entrance, his pink thin brows then compress together in obscene concentration. your back rests flat against one of his many cushioned pillows and your jaw dangles open. âfuck, fuck,â you repeat in broken sweet whimpers, now staring to feel his forked tongue roam all throughout your sensitive walls.
sukunaâs ear twitches once he hears a sudden slosh. as if a sudden instinct triggered him, his cold red eyes flicker toward your left thigh. a creamy droplet of cum starts to drip down the side of your leg. âwhat a sloppy girl you are,â he huffs, and his tongue licks it right up. heâs not even fazed by the bittersweet taste of himself thatâs coating all on his tongue. your stomach caves in and out as he continues to feastâevery few seconds, the keen sharp edges of his fangs would nip against your clit. your body would arch forward and youâd give him that cute twisting facial expression every time. âjust look at this mess,â he speaks through clenched teeth and an even more clenched jaw.
the curseâs stern crimson eyes rove gawk toward your soppy clit as he pries his lips awayâhis lips were a pearly pink, lathered with your slick and excess amounts of his own forbidden taste. âah, donât even think about closinâ these beauties yet,â and you shiver once he presses a kiss near the neglected crevice of your thigh. your head tosses back as youâre just panting heavily, your chest tightening up with each drawn breath. âhm, âs still pouring out of you. how uncouth,â and you whimper once he spits right on your cunt, lapping it right up before kissing your weeping folds once more. âtaught you all these manners ân youâre still just my sloppy girl. âs that right, princess?â
âsukuna, fuuuck,â you babble out, and you gasp once he slowly inserts a thick finger inside, hooking the fat digit all throughout your saturated walls.
âlittle girl, thatâs not the answer to my question,â he tsks, and you release another moan at the feeling of his long finger scissoring its way inside of you, swirling all around deeply. sukuna adds even more pressure by sucking down on your achy clit, dampening his own sculptured chin with your slit soaking against the lower part of his jaw.
you are indeed a mess, stammering out the same loop of pathetic cries as he slurps up his own mess out of you. sukuna snickers, bringing a palm toward your pussy just to watch you wince in pleasure. the sting, your legs were on the verge of snapping shut and he knew that. âtell me,â he utters hoarsely, gradually pulling out his finger and licks it slowly from top to bottom. staring you dead in the eyes, he kisses your folds once more. âwhoâs pussy is this?â
âyours,â you hiss through gritted teeth at the spank. your sobbing pussyâs met with another rude spank and you gasp, feeling your perky nipples poke further against the fabric of your tank top. âs- sukuna.â
with another spank, spurts of your own dewy juices coat the wide palm of his hand and his crimson-velvet eyes narrow at you. âthatâs right, pet. all mine,â and for one last time, he brings a sloppy four second kiss towards your runny cunt. sukunaâs lewd slurps echo through his chambers indefinitely. âyou know it ân she knows it too.â
â GETO SUGURU.
suguru geto eats you out like itâs his favorite hobby, call him a professional swimmer because he loves drowning in your sweet sweet cunt. well, minus the swimming part though.
âsit,â he murmurs, and you swallow thickly as youâre hovering right over his face - his pretty emotionless face. getoâs eyes bore into you and he gives your ass a playful pinch. with ravened dark strands still running down both of his eyes, he licks against your thigh. âsit on my face, pretty girl. âm fuckinâ hungry,â and you moan once his teeth tug against the hem of your panties. âthere we go,â he coaxesâwatching as you leisurely start to lower yourself down onto his face. as he speaks, his voice lowers a single octave and it makes you pulse right between your legs - how embarrassing. your weight slowly but surely makes its way toward his mouth thatâs seeping with eager drool from the sides before youâre now sitting on his face. then, youâre met with the most smug expression from geto whilst he opens his mouth, parting his thin slick-spit lips. âlay it on me, yeah. good girl. good fuckinâ girl.â
âfuhâ fuuuck,â a whine spews from your lips once his tongue naturally lies itself flat against your entrance. his tongue was frigidly cold and you feel it, the brief knobby texture of his tongue makes your toes curl up. getoâs lashes flap close as heâs slurping up all of you, taking long dramatic gulps whilst a hand cups the fat plush skin of your ass. your hips stutter at first â youâre shy a bit at how youâre just sitting on his face, but he then grabs you by the hips, slamming you further down against his tongue. âsuguru,â you whine, chewing the inside of your cheek. his eyes were closed and heâs just merrily munching against your cunt as if he didnât have a single care in the world. spoiler alert, he didnât. getoâs head though was maddened. it jerks from left to right, and heâs already growing feral within seconds.
âheyy girl,â he whispers in a raspy voice, feeling your nervous hips swerve in cute crazed arcs. for the life of youâyou just couldnât stay still and he found that so adorable. your eyes were looking anywhere but him and his long fat tongue slowly licks around your tender clitoral hood. geto slides two thick fingers down your pussy, feeling you tense up and he hums. âlook at me, eyes on me, sweetheart,â he reminds you, and you watch as his lips twist up. even between your legsâheâs so pretty, and stringy glimmering strands of his own saliva starts to dribble down his sharp chin. he was a mess right underneath you and your clammy hands find their way in his hair, tangling through his matted dark locks. âwant you to look at me while i make love to my other favorite girl,â he whispers in a rough voice, and you moan once his tongue hastily flicks against your pulsating nub more.
as youâre shaking all from his tongue and his sly wry words, your eyes lock onto getoâs. âfuck, suguru,â you moan, your fingers getting lost in his shaggy jet-black strands. heâs so pretty, heâs got the most unbothered deadpan plastered on his face while heâs eating you out, dragging his long tongue through your treacly sensitive regions. oh, he just couldnât get enough of you. geto loves to spit all on your pussy just to have it fall back into his mouth, smearing his crooked pink lips all over your puffy soddened folds as if it was his own personal lip gloss. ây- youâre so nasty, sugu.â
âyeah? praise me more sweetheart,â he utters in a husky voice, and you knew he was joking but you throbbed either way. your hips were so unsteady the more you sat on his face. fuck, heâs staring dead at you too, raising a dark brow before laughing against your cunt. cool breath tickles near your pulsating entrance before he blows against your folds. âaw, quiet now huh. âs my tongue really too much? maybe i should stop.â
ân- no, please,â you whine, and your hands rigorously pull onto his strands. the dark haired man looks at you with a sleazy grin, such viscous gooey strands of your own slick dripping down his chin. geto was already pussy drunk, you could tell. he loved hearing those sweet whimpers of yours squawk out the back of your throat despite how youâre trying oh so hard to shut yourself up.
geto loved whenever you got loud for himâhe didnât care who heard. but on the other hand though, his tongue was just plain evil, he made sure to spell out all types of letters and shapes on your pussy. he even spelled his name. your pussy was so loud too, the sloshes were so sopping wet that you couldnât even believe that was coming right out of you. with a quivering bottom lip, you grab him by the hair, pulling his head up a bit so he could look you straight in the eye again. âdonât stop, suguru. ngh, please. need you toââ
âneed? oh, girl,â he sassily snickered, and you moan once his palm firmly swats against your swollen cunt. you were wet, shamelessly dripping down and with his hand now smacking against your folds, you were even more soaked. getoâs low voice and the way it pitches makes your thighs nearly give up, on the verge of collapsing. âdumb girl, stop thinkinâ with your cunt when you speak to me. you donât need shit,â and he playfully nibbles on your clit. âright, pretty girl?â
geto calling you a dumb girl and a pretty girl in the same sentence made your brain acheâ
your breath grows significantly shallow as you stare at him and heâs got nothing but a feral hungry glint in his eyes. âi- i want you make me cum, sugu,â you correct yourself, and your cuntâs just desperately throbbing. every nerve stored inside of your sopping clit, you felt it all. just yearning for you to let goâyou were right there, you were so close to your release that you could almost taste it. so bittersweet, the pointed tips of your ears grew hot as you started to grind your sloppy hips against his face again. âplease, please. make me cum, suguru. want your tongue, pretty please.â
âthatâs my girl,â he coos, a thumb gliding down your runny slit. his cold breath wafts against your pussy and you shiver before his nibbles against your sweet cute nub turn into greedy elongated sucks. getoâs head quickly sashays side to side again in a frantic manner before he grunts. âmhm, câmon then. give it to me, princess. make a mess so i can clean it right up, atta girl.â
a whirling pool of heat continues to stir up inside of you and you thatâs when you feel it. the immense intensity of raunchy pressure thatâs shocking every part of your body. your knees buckle and youâre already weak but his tongue makes you ten times weaker. youâre defeated, an easy koâknock-out, all from a simple tongue with the addition of filthy dirty words. the moment you cum, your mind shoots blanks.
âoh, suguâfuck,â you then squeak once it all pours out of you. itâs as if youâve been waiting for eons, and you suddenly feel weightless. youâre twitching and even after your orgasm, you still feel the sloppy laps of his tongueâstrings of cobwebby spit glossing his lips before he finally departs. ângh, suguru.â youâd babble as youâre still weakly riding getoâs tongue. the overstim scratches such a carnal itch in your brain and it makes your eyes roll all the way back.
getoâs catching his breath, running his tongue over his dampened lips before he watches you slump back against the cushioned mattress all pretty and breathless. so cute, the way your chest heaves in and out and your thighs still shook with intense elation. âaw, tired already?â and he crawls up beside you, sneaking a kiss near your neck. âbut oh, weâre just gettinâ started, princess. that was just a test run, silly.â
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HE WHIMPERS WHEN HES FUCKING YOU
choso gets sensitive easily when heâs pounding you into oblivion, his body flush against yours and trembling. heâs got you spread out for him in missionary, legs wrapped around the small of his back and drawing him impossibly closer.
âmore, cho.. fill me up again, please.â
he stops holding his breath, exhaling quickly as his glassy eyes lock onto yours. choso nods, grunting as he adjusts the angle of his hips in an attempt to fuck you deeper.
with stars in your eyes, all your fucked out brain can focus on is just how attractive choso looks, along with how amazing he feels. his soft brown hair tangles around your fingers, sticking to his forehead and flushed cheeks.
âchoso, iâm s-so close, baby,â you cry, body twisting beneath him as your cunt clenches uncontrollably.
he slips a large palm beneath your head and cups the crown of your head, pulling you close to him as he leans down, his head at the side of yours.
damp hair brushes against your temple as he groans lowly, chanting your name in a voice that seems to be unraveling.
you rub his back as choso cums, making quiet sounds of pleasure as his cock pulses inside of you, heat filling your whole body.
but he canât seem to stop himself from whimpering into your ear, needy and mumbling about how he needs some more.
âjust one more, p-pretty girl,â choso gasps, âneed to see you cum again, please.â
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THIS P*SSY DEPRESSED!
Synopsis. Donât worry, he knows exactly the solution when youâre upset - fúck it out of you, of course!
Pairings. [SEPARATE] Gojo x Reader, Sukuna x Reader, Choso x Reader, Geto x Reader, Nanami x Reader, Toji x Reader
Content. MDNI, fem! reader, creampÃes, FÃRAL GOJO, cheering you up, oraI (fem receiving), breéding, MAJOR overstÃm, PRAISE, THEYâRE SO DOWN BAD, lowkey sweet, slight exhÃbitionism (Tojiâs), mean Geto, sÃxty-nine, chokÃng, making Choso cry mhm, spÃtting, pússy-slappÃng, cúmplay, pet names, swearing.
Word count. 5.9k
A/N. Youâre loved nâ I hope yâall have a good leak day <3
â¡ TOJI FUSHIGURO - Noise complaint(s)
Any time Toji decided to visit you in your cute lilâ apartment, so did a few complaints from your neighbors.Â
It wasnât because of his intimidating presence, or those deadly glares of his - targeted at everyone but you, or even because of the way his large frame unapologetically blocked every doorway in your building.
No, they were noise complaints.Â
âSo thatâs whatâs got my girl so mm- upset?â Toji has the audacity to chuckle - chuckle - so raggedly at that syrupy pout of yours heâs kissing away. âUsually you and this sweet pussy-â He cups a palm at your glistening cunt, smearing your sweet, sweet juices in a glossy sheen down his wrist. â-are so happy to see me, nâ now you want to keep her quiet? All because some blue-balled loser just moved in next door and got jealous overhearing your pretty moans?â
At your nervous nod, he clicks his tongue gruffly, âMakinâ you all upset like this, tch-â Leaning down to whisper, until his sharp canines graze dangerously against your earlobe, âHeâs about to find out that he hasnât heard even half of it.â
âBut Toji!â youâre squealing, fingers scrambling to clamp your already-deliriously sagging mouth shut. âI told you- we have to mmpf- be quiet. He seemed so grumpy, and-â
Youâre being cut off with Toji nudging the divot of his fat head against your g-spot, until all those complaints are lodged in your quivering chest by a moan. Teasing, âTalking âbout another man when mâtrynna make you feel better, doll? Bold today, arenât ya?â
âN-no I was jus-â Barely-audible babbles drag out of you at the heavenly stretch of your pussy lips. Tojiâs muscled chest heaves up and down at the way your pussy lips addictively swallow up his leaky cock, slobbering down, down, down his length till it glistened in the dim lighting. Your legs kicking up in the air when he insistently feeds your cunt inch by greedy inch.Â
Again. And again and again and so needy. Depraved.Â
But it still wasnât enough for him.
âAww, come on, woman.â Heâs rolling his eyes, that tiny scar curling up in a devilish grin when he pries away the hand on your mouth. âWhyâre you lyinâ to yourself like this? I know you wanna heh- scream my name as much as this cute cunt of yours is right now. Do it.â
As if to confirm his point, Tojiâs pushing apart your puffy folds to let your gaping pussy squelch! even louder at each of his bullying thrusts. Tight ring of muscle taking each and every smack of his sharp hip bones so well, the riotous creaking of your bed following shortly, headboard just slamming into your poor wall despite being bolted onto it.
It was already so loud.Â
âI donât hngh-â you let out a feverish gasp when each roll of his hypnotic cadence gets too much. âI donât wanna give off a b-bad impressionâŠI just want the neighbors to like me.â
Heart clenching in his chest at how cute you are, how sorry your voice sounds, he finds his irritation flaring once again at whoever this bastard was that had you doubting yourself this way.
âDollâ theyâd be fuckinâ stupid not to. And Iâd beat their asses, too.â Two soft pads of his fingers come to smush your cheeks together, forcing you to stare up into his darkened emerald eyes. âBut my poor babyâs still ngh- upset, no?â When youâre hesitant with your answer, they slide down to your neck - just barely putting a bit of leering pressure, âAnswer me while mâstill being nice, doll.â
Itâs all you can do to choke out a shrill, âYes.â He can feel your walls clenching around every ridge and prominent vein down his shaft so tight with every sultry, mewled-out word. âH-he was really sweet! But it made me- a bit- jusâ a bit.â
âSee?â And Toji sounds so smug, predatory tone bleeding into the way his harsh rams pick up to an obscene speed. A thumb of his dips down to swivel over your neglected clit, wrenching out those candied moans he loves so much. âNothinâ wrong with makinâ my girl feel better after a shitty experience. Nâ if anyone has anything to s-say, they can come complain to hngh- me.â
âB-but-â
âAh ah-â Toji kisses sloppily at your lips trying to press together and quieten, sucking on your lower lip. âWhat did I say just now? Loud, pretty girl.âÂ
And itâs like a dam breaks open right then and there, youâre arching your body off the bed like such a slut to press your bare tits against Tojiâs pecs. Sensitive. Faster. âToji- oh fuck, mâso-â
âHeh, louder. I donât hear you losing your beautiful voice yet.â
Keening, âMâso close. Fuck- g-gonna cum all over your cock.â
Heâs cupping his ear so mockingly, hips still stuttering and thrusting forwards without a momentsâ faltering. âStill canât hear you, m-ah not gonna let you cum if youâre not loud enough, yâknow.â
You were sure your sinful noises were traveling through the heavy, plastered wall now. Picking up in pitch and speed with every double-attack on your sweet spots everywhere. Spearing the lewd curve of his dick into you, heâs fucking you into the mattress so mean - meaner that usual. Rugged muscles of his toned waist flexing when he jostles and thrusts unforgivingly. Your voice is hoarse at this point, âFuck- fuck fuck fuck Toji mâcumming. Iâm-â
Every other loud moan is drowned out by the ringing in your ears, Tojiâs own soft rasps filtering through the white-hot pleasure running down your spine.Â
Heâs fucking you through wave after wave of high, gifting your bruised g-spot with a thorough, sly pistons of his still-swollen cock. Something that didnât bode well for you, you already knew.Â
âThaâs it. Yeahh, thatâs it-â A hand cups the back of your head gently, even though his slamming staccato was anything but. âLoud. Jusâ like that- shit, gonna make him jealous. Have him regret makinâ my girl upset, fuck-â An irritated banging sounds from the other side of the wall right above your headboard - your neighbor. âFuck, just watch Iâll give him a real show.â Still throwing jagged hips your way, ram after ram. âWhatâs the fuckerâs name again?â
âHe- he said his name was Shiu.â
â¡ NANAMI KENTO - Sweet, sweet treat
âI can fix it.â your husband eyed that droopy bowl of frosting and back to your candied, icing-glossed pout. He canât help but plant a sweet, sweltering kiss on them, just groaning out, âWe can do it together.â Barely managing to break away and breathe out, âSâgonna- turn out- perfect, my love.â
Which is how you find yourself splayed out so shamefully on the cool granite countertops of your kitchen, your soft cotton dress only pulled lazily to the side. Nanamiâs knees seated firmly on the hardwood floors, face tucked in between the heavenly sweet folds of your already soaked cunt.Â
âOh- oh fuck, Kenââ he makes you let out a honeyed drawl with every drag of his hot tongue up and down your soppingly wet slit. âY-youâre gonna get the- ngh- counter dirty!â
So what? He thinks, and it only takes a flicker of surprise in your half-lidded eyes for him to realize he accidentally said that out loud. Not used to those uncharacteristically brash sentences, but Nanami was so drunk off your addictive juices right now.Â
Tipping his head back, back, back to let them make their slow, sultry journey down his throat. Heâs slurring out proudly, âIâll clean the mess after I cheer up my upset lilâ wife, okay?â
With this, heâs spitting on your quivering cunt. Adding to the glistening gloss that traveled down your folds - and Nanami couldnât help himself but kiss at the mess heâs made. Over and over and-
âF-fuuuck, jusâ like that-â Youâre keening when heâs alternating between hollowing his cheeks out with methodical, never-ending sucks on your sensitive clit and just peeking inside your needy hole with his tongue. âYouâre too good with your hngh! -tongue, Kenââ
Itâs impossible to run away - and he knew that, too. Every little inch you backed on the counter had him just dragging you back twice as much. Hot tongue clashing and angry to part your swollen pussy lips.Â
You can only thread your fingers through his neat blond hair even tighter when he surges back forward. Pussydrunk. Groaning at the lewd smack of his tongue dipping in and out of your puffy folds, Thumb circling around your throbbing clit, âAnd youâre too sweet, darling. Even sweeter than-â He pools your slick on two thick fingers of his, coating a glossy sheen of obscenity all the way from his rounded tips to the gold wedding ring glinting in the dim light. Before popping them in his mouth to take such long, cleansing drags without even a shred of abashed hesitation, â-that icing of yours.â
âI knowââ youâre babbling in disappointment, the full force of your failed attempts at baking something special earlier this evening hitting you once again at full force. âUgh, what a waste. I canât even-â
A syrupy beat passes. One. Two.Â
And at that very moment, youâre feeling the maddening stretching of your gummy walls being forced to their very limits. Whirling your dazed gaze down to spot that Nanami was now standing, belt unbuckled, tugged down just enough that you were reeling from the pressure of his fat head just barely kissing past your fluttering hole.Â
âThatâs my wife youâre talkinâ about.â he growls, low and satiny. Hands steadying on the two sides of your trembling thighs, his grunts catch in his throat when he thoroughly sinks his swollen length in. Never-ending, dizzying. A quick frosting-coated glide of Nanamiâs fingers on your lips, and heâs pressing another lingering kiss on your slack mouth. Tasting you and the sweet icing and you, âAnd I donât let anyone talk about her that way, my love.â
Now, usually, Nanami was a man of patience - liking to prepare and play around with your pretty pussy as if you were his favorite toy. Molding your plush walls like clay to take his massive cock.
But now, oh now Nanami Kento was anything but patient. Shit, he didnât even know if your snug walls could take him right now.Â
Hands curling up into painful fists far away from the curve of your hips, as if he was trying to stop himself from just grabbing your quivering body and just slamming himself inside you until he reached your lungs, your heart, that stupid brain of yours that loved to overthink.
âDonât you ever fuckinâ say anything bad about my wife. Youâre perfect.â he breathes, greedy hazel eyes looking like they could devour you whole. âThe frosting is perfect, the anniversary cake is perfect, your smile, your mind, you-â Youâre being attacked by a flurry of kisses being gifted on every inch of your face that could be reached, âYou you you- I love you.â
If you were in the right state of mind, youâd have responded back in a heartbeat. But right now, heâs not waiting a split-second longer before bullying the rest of his swollen, filthy cock in. Solid inches being shoved inside to force your walls to accommodate, stretching out so maddeningly across every divot and upwards curve down his shaft.
In and out in and out in and-
Your nails tear across his favorite blue button-up, down his muscled shoulders, down to that speckled yellow tie youâd gotten him a few years ago.Â
âYouâre so- hngh-â you squeal, tugging Nanami closer by his tie. Making him bully past your narrow opening even deeper, slick walls squeezing so tight at how his weepy red tip presses right on top of your g-spot.Â
He chuckles, itâs so endearing how youâre already too cockdrunk to speak. One engulfing hand on your shoulder is all it takes for you to be sprawled back on the cool counter. Nanamiâs pummeling cock bullying so deep inside your hot core itâs the only thing you can think about - nothing but him.Â
âHow about, after-â Another dredge of sweet sweet frosting is dabbed along your lips, your heated skin. All for Nanami to lick sultrily, â-weâll make the cake together, hm?â
â¡ CHOSO KAMO - âJust use me, baby.â
Those shallow, sultry words are falling from Chosoâs rosy lips before he even realizes it - ringing like sheer melodies over the heady smacking of skin-on-skin where heâs bullying his fat cock into you.Â
After a few seconds of his sloppy, stuttering rams sending the gooey puddle of cum and slick spreading further and further on the sticky, silken sheets below you - the words finally register.Â
âUse you, baby?â you purr, batting your lashes in a way that has him gulping. Feeling his aching shaft twitch against your gummy walls, swollen balls squeezing so so angrily with how much seed heâd been gushing out tonight. âYou want me to use you?â
Each thrust of his is lingering, rolling forwards to push you further and further up that pooling mess. He canât think, he canât even breathe. And it takes everything in Choso to groan out, âYes yes- fuck, please.â Youâre feeling him place a trail of wet kisses up to the nape of your neck, big tears clinging to his dark lashes, âIf my- hngh- if my girl is upset, I want her to use me. Ruin me till she forgets all about it.â
It only takes a split-second for you to immediately flip around your positions, pinning a whiny, pliant Choso so harshly down onto the plush mattress.Â
âHngh- oh, babyââ He bounces slightly at the sheer force. Dewy eyes rolling to the back of his head at the slobbering sheen of cum dripping down his long, long length. Bucking up his quivering hips till youâre speared all the way down on his cock, clit hitting the tufts of black at his thick hilt. âFuuuckâ.â Heâs groaning raggedly, like a mantra, two big arms tugging your body stuck to his sculpted front. Nodding half-lucidly, âYeah- yeah just like that. Whatever you want with me.â
Your pace was unforgiving - barely even giving him a moment to spew out those pussydrunk promises before rocking your hips up and down up and-
âUse you, huh?â you echo back his own words, the sheer need dripping in them having Choso bow his body upwards to pummel into you in a matching feverish pace. Youâre humming, thinking back to those stupid pick-up lines the creepy new manager at work had snided just today. It was harmless, but oh how Choso would kill him if he knew. âWell then, donât mind if I do.â
With a pained keen, heâs surging upwards onto his elbows, craning his head to mesh your honeyed lips with his. âMmm- mpfh yeah, exactly like this.â Mixing out such throaty groans with your gasps, so desperate to please you with the way he plants two feet on the bed, thrusting up hazily to find your sweet spots, âSâthis any better? How do you- ngh how do you feel, baby?â
Youâre letting out a drunken giggle with how heâs the one asking - when really it should be you. Because your sweet boyfriend looked so ruined, eyes wrecked with tears. Milky skin a canvas for possessive red marks from your nails. Kiss-bitten lips spit-glossed and permanently parted in ecstasy, only slacking further every time your snug channel dragged down him.Â
âMuch better, forgot about mâday already.â youâre hissing into his open mouth. âSo fuckinâ gorgeous nâ mine, that bastard doesnât know what the fuck heâs ah- talking about.â
Choso had no idea what you were talking about - though, he thinks his mind is too much of a hot, gooey mess to understand right now. Still so needy to please. Only being able to babble out a stupid, âYours- fuck mâyours.â
And despite being the one setting the tempo, you can only let out such whiny groans at the sheer stretch Chosoâs swollen cock is causing you. By the way heâs molding your gummy walls to each and every throbbing vein decorating down him.
âSh-shit mâso close, baby.â he whines, a fresh wave of tears streaming down with each overstimulating smack! of his tight, overworked balls against the curve of your ass. Lazily, like heâs moving through molasses, Chosoâs drawing messy patterns on your pulsing clit - not even circles, brain too fried to. âMâso close fuck- I need you to- I need-â
âShhh shhh.â you coo, running a hand through his dark strands, damp with sweat. âCum fâme, Cho~â
âHngh!â He canât stop his hips from bucking up ferally, crying out, âBut- I canât. Wanâ you to feel better. Need you to cum fâme. Use me-â
âCho.â
âPlease-â
âChoso.â you warn, narrowing your eyes, deciding to tease him a little with shallow, repetitive grinds of your hips up and down. Toes curling at the friction of his creamy seed sloshing around inside. âCum.â
âHngh- but-â heâs thrashing upwards, so addicted to the rough collision of your sensitive spots against his fat head. Pulling out such fucked-out moans from you already, âBut mâspposed to be making you feel happy-â
Your fingers deftly find themselves on Chosoâs temping throat, right above his racing pulse. You tighten your nails just enough to leave five matching crescents to match the rest of his marked-up body.
âChoââ you puff in a sultry groan against his ear. âAll I want is for you to fill me up right now.â
And then heâs spilling into you in thick, hot dredge after dredge of his potent seed - before youâve even finished your sentence. It overfills your pre-painted cunt, that obscene white slopping out of your slit and onto where your hips rocked against your boyfriendâs even harder. A creamy white ring forming mouthwateringly. Relentlessly.Â
âSee?â Choso couldnât - vision blurry, ears stuffed with cotton. âI donât care what any sleazy manager has to say, youâre perfect for me.â A gentle kiss is placed on his pouty, worried lips and shit you still didnât show any signs of slowing down, overstimulating him to tears. You trace his furious marks, âNâ pick me up from work tomorrow in your skimpiest muscle tee~â
â¡ GETO SUGURU - Overtime?
A lewd smack! is all thatâs ringing in your ears right now, so loud over the distant hum of the photocopier. Accompanied shortly by Getoâs sing-song rasp of, âHeh, missinâ our reservation for this- Are you the one havinâ a bad day or am I?â
Before you can answer, youâre being gifted with another mean kiss of your boyfriendâs palm against your bulging pussy. Smack! Lingering on the nudge of where he could feel your sloppy hole mending around his girthy shaft, before dancing upwards to grip your hair in a sultry hold.Â
Pulling your entire weight up, up, up like he didnât care about the way he was treating you like some ragdoll right now. Up to drag his lips towards your ear, âDoesnât matter, because mâstill fuckinâ you just the same.â
âS-Suguââ your breaths crack with need when heâs pushing in a harsh thrust to slam back into the very bottom of your poor pussy. Eyes darting to the tiny window of your office photocopy room, âSugu, weâre going to get caught.â
âAnd yet, sheâs still hah- sucking me up as sluttily as ever.â he grins, tilting his head back to get those long, inky strands out of his face. He chuckles at the obscene sight of your cunt stretched to her limits, struggling, and drooling a sweet, sweet gloss down his length. âWhatâs with the ngh- attitude now? You said you wanted to feel better about working overtime so here we are.â
You bite down on your lower lip to hold back your moans when his fat tip draws a solid, straight line across your bruised cervix. Slamming forwards to have you scrambling forwards into some more important paperwork you really should be looking over right now.Â
âI did but-â
âProblem solved then.â Geto lets out a low whistle, sounding so utterly smug when he pulls your hips deeper into his. âNow let me make this shitty workload hah- so much better for you, gorgeous.â
Honestly, when you told your dear boyfriend that youâd have to cancel tonightâs date because of a sudden deadline for tomorrow, you felt guilty. Working after everyone else had left, spewing out upset little apologies until he told you heâd come over to the office to âhelp you take your mind off of things.â
You just didnât expect itâd end up like this.Â
Smack!
Geto scoffs, âAww documents have you zoning out on me again, pretty girl? Take a break, didnât I tell ya you donât have to worry about work and all those stupid things when youâre with me?â
Your knees weaken involuntarily when his gruff question is followed by such an unapologetic crash into your ravaged g-spot. Thankfully being held up by one of Getoâs strong arms to fuck yourself back all the way from his red, weepy tip to that see-through ring dredged up on his thick base. Somehow, youâre managing to gasp out, âN-no, I was justâŠâ
âN-n-no, you were just zoning out, thatâs what.â heâs mocking your answer in an overly-dramatic higher pitch, adding a few extra moans you were spilling with every harsh slam after slam of his hips. âWhat did I tell you now, relax. Let me fuck this shitty overtime and that shitty boss outta ya cute lilâ head, gorgeous. You and her-â His red-rimmed eyes, drunk on the feeling of your slicked walls enveloping him, lock on the sight of his curved dick disappearing so easily in and out of you. â-donât have to worry about a thing right now.â
It was that same little promise - the one heâd whispered over and over into your sagging open mouth when heâd first ambushed you in the photocopy room. Bending you over the nearest flat surface before ramming into you all those thick, greedy inches of his long-needy cock.
And here he still was.Â
Splatters of your syrupy slick coats his toned pelvis with every jagged thrust, fucking you so deep - so disrespectfully - into the office desk. Your feet donât even touch the ground now, mind spinning and syrupy. Getoâs bending his own to angle up exactly to hit the bullseye of your sweet spots. All those familiarly mapped-out areas to drive anything and everything out of your mind but him and the temptation for more more more-
Click!
Both of you are raising your heads in sync at the distinct clamor of an opening door somewhere in the office - shit, was someone doing patrols at this time?
Your jaw drops open in shock - and the feeling of your boyfriend sliding two slender fingers to your pulsing clit. Drawing rough, skimming circles on the bundle of nerves. He has you jolting and arching your back right into him, his arms - exactly where he loved to have you.Â
âNow weâre-â your words come in strangled little stutters, mindlessly bouncing your ass back onto his cock. Feeling the sinful tremors run down your spine with each slam, â-weâre really gonna get hah- caught. And Iâm not even halfway through my project yet.â
And Geto - that smug bastard - sounds amused. He thinks heâll have a ah- talk with your boss later about piling on workloads later. But for now, he sounds so fucking content when heâs musing, âBetter cum fast before they give you more than overtime, pretty girl.â Before planting a deceivingly chaste peck on your lips, âThough, I wouldnât say ânoâ to havinâ a cute lilâ housewife to spoil all day either.â
â¡ RYOMEN SUKUNA - QUIET TIME!
âOh, Kunaââ
âNow thatâs music to my ears.â Sukuna smirks darkly, lips searing in a trail right down your arched spine. Two inhumanly large hands massage down your back, pulling you against his sculpted front. âSo much better to hear you say mâname than complain about some fuckinâ eugh-â His tone trembles in distaste, â-office drama.â
Scoffing, âNo need to be so mean, Kuna. You really shouldâve heard what Mrs. Smith down at-â
That little tangent earns you a sharp smack! to the fat of your bare ass, cupping the little tremors with a chuckle. He hums with a mocking lilt in his baritone voice, âYouâre testing my patience~â Sukuna goes back to kneading at the stressed knots in your body. âShut up and let me massage you, woman.â
And oh you shouldâve learned your lesson - shouldâve taken this rare, sweet little moment youâd gotten from your rough boyfriend. Shouldâve done anything other than huff out, âUgh, if only youâd heard what she said, ruined my whole-â
âLift your hips.â
Your eyes widen at the sudden interruption, âWh-what?â
âLift your hips goddammit.â
Itâs all you can do to mindlessly head his gruffed out words, legs stuttering and shaky when you get up on all fours. A gasp rips from your throat when Sukuna shuffles into the gap between your pliant body and the silken bedsheets. Not stopping until his hot breath was puffing against your sopping slit, your eyes mere inches away from his massive erection. Throbbing thickly and outlined with precum through his boxers.Â
Your mouth waters, âK-Kuna what-â
âSo it really takes this to get me back on your mind, huh, brat?â heâs cutting you off with another branding smack on your ass - this time, the very rounded tips of his thick fingers just grazing against your dripping folds. âCouldnât stop talkinâ about some fuckinâ Mrs. Smith even when Iâm right here.â
âAre you jealous?â you muse, brows turning upwards in confusion. âBecause I can assure you-â
Before you can run your mouth again, Sukunaâs cutting you off with one hand reaching down to wrap around your throat. The other pulls your shaky hips down to sit on his face.Â
âHowâs this for jealous?â He grunts, an obscene slurping noise pouring into your hazy bedroom, eyes rolling to the back of his head at this messy kiss with your needy cunt. âGonna make you forget about those shitty people. Just focus on me.â
Youâre managing to wrangle your greedy gaze over your shoulder to spy his lewdly wet smirk, glistening down with a glossed cover of your slick. Theyâre so pretty, so kiss-bruised in your favorite shade of pink when they wrap around your throbbing cunt to give a harsh suck. âWhat? Got a problem, woman?â
You wine softly in protest, your lower lip jutting out in a pout that makes his clothed cock just coat down his fat tip with syrupy precum. Opening your mouth to retort and-
In all of two seconds, Sukunaâs hand snug around your throat drops down to tug on his boxers. Tall, angry erection hitting your parted lips with a soft thwack! It doesnât stay there for long - no, because you feel that familiar pressure back on your throat again, and his achy cock being bullied down, down, down your throat.Â
âActually, donât answer that.â heâs letting out a strained groan, sanity dancing away with every clench of your tight throat around his glistening shaft. Holding you still with the hand on your throat, Sukunaâs powerful thigh muscles strain when heâs fucking up into your heavenly mouth slow, sultry. Spitting to coat him in all your sweet saliva, âConsider this quiet time, just shut up and take my cock.â
Your eyes are watering, Sukunaâs girth rubbing against every part of your plushy mouth. Swirling a pool of salty precum on your tongue. You canât do anything but keen brokenly around that warm weight when long, thick fingers are spreading your puffy folds to wrangle his long tongue in deeper. Textures of his tastebuds grazing over and over against your spongy entrance - your clit.Â
âHngh- mmpf-â youâre jutting your hips traitorously. Dragging your slobbering pussy up and down his thorough lips, giving longing, drunken licks up from your weepy base to your hot clit. âKuna-â
He breaks away with a sinful smack! Your sensitive bud being tugged along with snapping strings of delicate precum and slick.
âMhm, thatâs what I like-â heâs slurring out words mixing together with need. Free hand coming down to toy your clit between two rolling fingers. And you could tell how much he liked this, fat shaft twitching animalistically inside your mouth. Nudging his leaking head at the back of your throat, itâs only with how long youâve been with Sukuna that you manage not to gag. â-to have you shut up on my cock this way. That pretty mouth is better used for something other than rememberinâ some shitty people when youâre with me. They can fuck right off with the disrespect towards my woman.â
Itâs all you can do to keep your jaw slacking further and further with every dragged-out smack of Sukunaâs heavy balls against your face. His hips using you like some glorified cocksleeve, ruthless in his pace. Molding your mouth to the shape of him while he does the very same with yours.
âF-fuuuck-â you manage to gasp out through the drooling edges of your lips. âIt feels so- nghââ Moans getting lost when Sukuna flicks your throbbing clit slowly, nudging with the very tip of his dark fingernails. âYouâre being so-â
âSo loud.â he finishes your own sentence for you. Grinning a grin that sends shivers up your spine, right to where he was stuffing your mouth shut with all long inches of his cock. Murmuring dangerously around your sloppy hole, âInterrupt quiet time again and you donât get to cum, brat.â
â¡ GOJO SATORU - Unmistakably depraved.
âFuuuuck, sweetheart.â Gojoâs whispering, over and over. As if he canât - wonât - manage to articulate anything else right now. The honeyed words wrenching out of him with each sticky crash of his shaft down your sloppy slit in this firm mating press. âDo you know how hngh- long Iâve missed this sweet cunt?â
You donât have to answer, and the echoing smack! of his too-sensitive balls against the curve of your ass is enough of one for him. Making his eyes gleam with such a feral glint, traveling straight to where he was pressing in bullying little grinds past your clamping walls.Â
Itâs been so long - too long - about a whole week since your pussy-whipped boyfriend was able to have his fill of you.
A soft pad of his thumb rolls in a languid circle over your needy clit. Sending white-hot shockwaves that have you jolting the balls of your feet to greedily swallow up even more throbbing inches of him.Â
âFuck, forgot how tight you s-squeeze me when I do that.â Gojo eyes dance to the back of his head with every bottom-out hit against your clingy mess of a cunt. Crashing so messily onto every velvety inch of your cunt. It only takes a few drags of your slobbering walls down his length for your dear boyfriend to run his mouth, âForgot allll about this because of some- hngh- some mournng for a fucking fictional character-â
âMy favorite character, Toru!â you exclaim, through furrowed brows. Both of you are shocked at the fact that youâre still managing to speak in coherent sentences - just means he hasnât fucked you good enough yet, he muses with his syrupy, pussydrunk mind. âHe was my- my favorite and he died and-â
Youâre immediately being shut up by two sweet lips planting on your own, immediately moving to suck on your tongue so filthily. âWell, Iâm your favorite boyfriend-â Your only, but semantics. Gojo whines - whines, âShouldnât I- hngh- be more important?â
As if to help you make your decision, heâs burrowing his cock in such needy thrusts. And Gojo canât help but crane his neck to bite down on your frantically racing pulse, feeling himself salivate with how well youâre milking each and every single vexing ram of his hips. Just spearing the hotly saturated tip into your spongy g-spots, so fucking big that every stroke feels like a brush against your throat, an indent into the plush walls of your pussy, wrapping and molded around his girth.Â
Another bite to your neck at your silence - sharp canines just shy of drawing blood. And you swear Gojoâs eyes spark with an unnatural lightning blue when he devours you with a greedy stare, âAnswer me, sweetheart.â
âYou a-are.â Is all you can gasp out, but thatâs not enough for the great Gojo Satoru. Youâre instantly earning a rosy pout and a loaded smack! right on the bullseye of your glistening clit, faintly you think you hear the crackle of jujutsu. Thighs burning at the sheer stretch of being folded down, down, down until your knees knocked against your tits. âYouâre more- hah! Fuck fuck fuck donâtâ youâre more important!â
This seems to soothe your jealous boyfriend a bit, but it still doesnât stop him from placing such brutal thrusts on your poor, ravaged pussy. Bruising. Sloppy.Â
Youâre whining so brokenly, âFuck, right there- feels too good- hngh!â
âMhm, exactly what I thought.â Another explosive slap to your sensitive nub, humming with power, and Gojo throws his head back at how much it makes you gush so wetly around his thick hilt. âNow, was that- ngh- was that so hard?â Spitting out little profanities into your lips, as if the man he was jealous over wasnât a few pixels, âThe f-fucker- Had to wait a whole week before I got to comfort my sad girl? Iâd kill him myself.â
You canât even formulate a response to that - not even if you wanted to. Because with increasingly sloppy drags of his cock against your walls, Gojo only grows more and more heated.Â
âFuck- makinâ my girl so upset. Gonna fuck all thoughts outta him for ya.â Babbling out little curses a mile a minute, swift pace bruising your spring cervix, your g-spot. A thin trickle of drool trails messily in-between your clashing kisses, only growing every time heâs ramming into your gripping cunt. âGonna make you cum- make you mine.â Difficult, even with how you were clinging onto his every rough, angled thrust, and you donât think Gojo even realizes the possessive little spanks heâs repeatedly leaving on your puffy clit. âWonât you cum like a good girl fâme, sweetheart?â
Heâs moaning at the sloppy way you listen to his ragged plea, letting out such pretty moans into the heady air when you fall back into your high. Toes curling, jolts of needy pleasure running down your spine, such a mess.Â
It makes Gojo falter in his tempo, it makes the sharp bones on his toned hips slam into you even harder, stuttering and rutting forwards like some animal in heat that canât bear to do anything but be buried well inside you. It makes him cum.Â
âOh- fuck, Toru sâin so deep.â You mewl, too cockdrunk to say anything else. To feel anything but the slow, sultry filling of your quivering cunt. Rope after rope of his hot cum painting the mess of your branded walls inside, and each time heâs fucking his cum even deeper you feel a lewd whimper of his name leave you. Vision tinging with need, with the feeling of being so overfilled you could barely breathe. âOh- oh my god I feel it coming-â
Your words hitch in your throat when Gojo - cock still angry and twitching with faint wisps of trickling cum - plugs a slender finger into your bulging cunt. Stopping the overflow, the grins, âHope youâre on the pill, my girl, because weâre not done until you forget.â
A/N. Ouu yâall shouldâve seen the way I was CACKLING writing Tojiâs ending.
Plagiarism not authorized.
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Synopsis: Ever wondered what JJK men with a heavy breeding kink would be like?
Characters: Toji Fushiguro, Monsterform!Sukuna Ryomen, Gojo Satoru, Getou Suguru, Choso, Nanami Kento
Warnings: Breeding, rough sex, praise, cum kink, Monsterform!Sukuna, masturbation, PUSSY DRUNK, fingering, nipple play, edging begging, mentions of pregnancy, mating press, overstimulation, marathon sex, degrading, cum kink, subspace, mirror sex, cowgirl
Toji FushiguroÂ
It's almost a little game of his, how many times can he cum in you.
Loathes condoms. Toji hates the plastic flimsy things, but after Megumi he would probably be more cautious, his pull out game becomes stronger
The type to keep you plugged up for a bit with his dick after he cums
If any slips out he will use his thumb to slip it back it
Probably doesn't even ask. Every time you fuck him he is gonna cum into you. Such a slut, you deserve it.
âYou're doing such a good job baby, taking this like a champ,â Toji moans between grunts, his eyes closed, tips of his ears bright red from the pleasure, and his black hair sticking to his sweaty forehead. How long has Toji been dreaming about this exact moment? How many times did he fuck his fist to the image of how your pretty face looks right now? More importantly, he realizes, this is it, this is when he can fulfill his biggest fantasy that's been gnawing at his brain like a parasite; he can finally pump his cum into your sweet belly like he has fantasized about.
âNgh~ too f-fast~â Tears trickled down your face and yet your hips were needly bucking up to take his dick like there was some how more of him to take. What a glutton for punishment you were, but soon that burning pain became something just as good, even better actually, delicious pleasure. You started to arch you back off the bed like a bow and you lock your legs around his back, holding yourself in place so he could fuck you like an animal. The sound of your hips meeting was so loud, that you were sure if any of your neighbors walked by would know what you were doing. Like you cared.
It's as if a primal need has taken hold of Toji, your pleas for him to slow down only go in and out of his ears. With every snap of his hips a creamy ring of arousal forms at his base from your arousal and his precrum. Each movement creates intense friction that heightens the pleasure and the collision of your bodies sends waves of ecstasy through you, making it impossible to hold back your moans. Each motion brings a profound sense of connection and exhilaration, intertwining you closer to the brink of overwhelming joy. The friction of Toji's dick rubbing your walls is enough to leave you breathless and eagerly anticipating each subsequent moment.
"G-gonna cum baby, your gonna take it." He is practically tumbling over his words now from the vice grip your pussy has on his cock. Thank god you are also nearing your peak because you don't know how much more your body can take, you need to use your legs tomorrow.
"Fuck fuck FUCK!" With a loud moan, Toji buries himself deep into your creamy pussy, relishing in the warm feeling, before pumping a heavy load of warm cum into your womb. His cum doesn't stop until your belly was swollen with the hot liquid and your toes curled from the pleasure. The heat spreads through your body, driving you to the edge of pleasure. The overwhelming sensation finally takes over, pushing you into a state of pure ecstasy.
As your pussy convulses, Toji doesn't leave the warmth of your cunt for a second, keeping you plugged and stuffed with his cum.
"Fell so good princess, ya feel like heaven."
Gojo SatoruÂ
You question whether this is all a dream. It's utterly euphoric, enveloped by every aspect of Gojoâhis heady scent, the warmth of his skin, and his mesmerizing voice echoing in your ears. It's a sensory overload that feels almost too intense to be real.
âOh, where did you float off too, princess?â he coos, watching the glossy, faraway look take over your eyes. Despite this, Gojo keeps up his brutal pace his breathing becoming jagged and irregular. Thereâs no warning when he comes.
"Love you," you babble, "Love you so much please c-cum in me." Your words are strung out on your lips from how fucking good you feel. As you succumb to each of his forceful, fast movements movements, waves of intense pleasure cascade through you.
âShitâ Gojo spoke through a gritted smile as he blew his load. Almost as if he was unfazed by his ejaculation, Gojo keeps sliding his member in and out, his milky semen leaking out as he continues to push into you relentlessly, not loosing a second of speed.
The sounds, god the sounds where sinful. Wet skin against skin echoed through the room the sloshing of cum trapped inside you, his thrusts are not only slicker and frictionless with the help of his hot cum,
âM-mhm..â your humming earns a guttural groan from the male above you, âmâ Please don't stop Satoru please don't stopâ you cry, and how could he not? Of course, he was going to fuck his second load into you especially when you asked so nicely.
Geto suguru
Above all else, Geto Suguru is a family man
There is nothing more he wants than to see your belly round with his kid, to watch your breasts swell with milk
âFuck princess you feel so fucking good.â Getoâs words come out accompanied with a chuckle, basking in the way your walls hug his dick.
Straddling Geto Suguru, you feel the solid strength of his arms as he effortlessly lifts you up and down his dick. Each controlled movement is a testament to his power, his hands firm and guiding. Your body has gone slack at this point, the muscles in your legs too tired from its constant tremblings and tightening due to how deliciously he fucked you. Good? Try Euphoric. You were in heaven from the way the tip of his fat dick collided with your gspot. He uses you like a sex toy, shaping your walls with his cock.
Long stray black strands of hair fall from his loose bun as he leans over to whisper into your ear. âWant me to fill you up don't you? Watch you grow round our childââ One of his thumbs rolls over your hardened nubs as he gropes at your chest, causing you to keen at the added stimulation, "These will fill with sweet sweet milk, weâll make sure thereâs enough to share with me. Isnât that what you want?â Getoâs balls slap against your ass every time you bottom out on his dick.
âOh fuh-â His voice comes out breathless. You can feel each harsh contraction of his balls while he creams inside your pussy, such a tight fit that a ring of it seeps out at the base of where heâs connected to you.Â
Choso
Choso cant count the number of times heâs touched himself to the thought of filling you up with cum over and over again, till glistening tears streamed down your pretty face and you were meekly begging him to stop.Â
He doesn't know why but to Choso, its almost instinct to breed you up, and how could he resist? From the way your hips swayed to your honey-coated whines that escaped your mouth when he aggressively kissed you, you were practically asking for it.Â
âCho~!â you coo, reaching up and planting messy kisses along his chin. Heavy, hot pants escaped both of your mouths as your hips struggled to meet his brutal pace, to no avail.
Quite frankly Choso didn't know how much longer he could keep this up, of course, he knew youâd feel good, but not this good. Fuck, his fleshlight felt like sandpaper compared to the way your gummy walls sucked and spasmed around him.Â
âFuck me fuck me fuck me please don't sto-â You cut yourself off with as squeal when you felt Choso pull out for a quick second before slamming back into you with a grunt; the nearly inhumane girth of his cock making you dizzy at the surprise entrance.Â
âMmâfeel so good baby, mâso good y/nâ Choso whines were muffled due to how his face was buried in the crook of your neck, your scent only serving to bring him closer and closer to the edge. âmâ gonna cum- princess mâgonna cum inside.â he cuts of with a groan of his own, shooting thick white ropes of his cum into your walls.
Nanami Kento
See the thing is, Nanami didn't even know he had a breeding kink
It wasn't until he came in you for the first time, it wasn't until he watched it spill out and cover your pussy in a creamy white glaze that he became addicted.Â
From that point on, Nanami loathed condoms.Â
The side of your mouth was a mess of dripping drool. Legs spread apart by the crooks of his elbows, you let our a strangled whine as you watched Nanami hammer himself into you like a starved man.Â
âNanami!â you sob, reaching up to bury your face in his neck, âPlease cum in me please!â
âF-fuck y/n, what did you just say?â He groans, brows furrowed and arm muscles straining as he continues to hold your hips in a death grip and fuck you. You met his stare, breathing heavily with sweat dotting your brow.
âI-I, want you to cum in me⊠please.â Brown eyes widen at your words, causing a warm rush of pleasure to spread through your tummy and tighten the coil.
âOh, you filthy little fuck.â His movements began with renewed vigor, hips snapping against you almost painfully as you moaned without restraint. You felt full; completely stuffed by Nanami as he stretched your hole with every thrust.
Sukuna Ryomen
One of the many kinks the curse has
Nothing, and he means nothing is more satisfying than pressing down on your tummy and watching the load of cum spill out from you.
And whats the harm if you get knocked up while heâs at it? The king of all curses needs an heir anyways.Â
A hum of satisfaction escaped as he watched your used battered body twitch in the reflection of the mirror every time Sukuna teasingly rubbed your clit in half circles with his thumb.Â
âBeautiful girl, such a natural submissiveâ.
Two of the curse's other muscular hands played with your nipples, twisting and running over them with his index finger and thumb, flicking over them like one would turning on and off a light switch. How long have you been sitting in his dick, letting fingers work your clit and nipples to the very brink of a mind splitting orgasm, only for the high to be snatched away from you?
âLook at youâ Sukuna hummed, his giving a teasing thrust right into your cervix making you gasp for air. You needed more movement, you needed friction; sitting on his dick spread in front of a mirror wasn't enough. âSo needy, so fucking greedy for everything that Iâm giving you.â
âI want m-more!â you sob, your body hyper-aware of how fast his fingers moved over your clit.
âDon't worry little thing, Iâll fill you up soon.â
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Choso Kamo
Fucking you from behind
Pounding you in doggy
Waking you up by eating you
Fucking you till you squirt
Anal
Him when you ride him
Fingering you
Satoru Gojo
Choking you while fucking you
Slapping your ass while he pounds you from behind
Bouncing on his dick in his car
Recording a video for Suguru
Holding your hands while eating your pussy
Shutting you up
Toji Fushiguro
Slapping your ass from behind
He loves having you all filled up
Fucking your throat
Lifting you up and fucking you
How he eats pussy
Putting you in your place
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a/n: i'm going insane guys anyway love u all mwah <333333 afab body but no gendered language btw!
part two.
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. *. â GOJO SATORU
âž creampies. please just let this man cum inside of you omg he'll go insane. seeing the way his release leaks out of you afterward has him ready for another round almost immediately.
âž dacryphilia. "you crying'?" says it all right there. he'll coo, a bit mocking, and wipe at the tears running down your cheeks.
âž size difference. he's so big compared to you. his height, his hands, his dick. he gets off on it so hard seeing you have to look up at him :(
âž praise (giving + receiving). he'll charm your panties off if you really want, just make sure to let him know how good he's fucking you, too.
âž overstimulation. hand in hand with dacryphilia. he's not done with you until he's shooting blanks and you're a weeping mess below him.
âž breeding. listen.. he needs an heir for the gojo clan. he'll fuck you into the mattress for hours on end- he just wants to make sure his baby takes, that's all.
âž orgasm denial. he's a cocky man, and he knows it. he loves the exhilaration he gets controlling your orgasm, making you beg for it before he gives you any satisfaction.
âž pussy/thigh/boob jobs. he wants to put good use to all of your body.
. *. â GETO SUGURU
âž choking. the feeling of you swallowing as his large hands cusp at your neck is like a drug to him.
âž begging. seeing you so compliant under him as you plead and cry for his touch... those pretty little eyes and wobbling lip. it's mean, he knows that. he just couldn't care less.
âž sense deprivation. tying you up and blindfolding you, giving him all that power? he goes crazy for it.
âž degradation. you wanna be fucked like a slut, he's gonna treat you like one.
âž edging. when he's feeling really mean, he'll edge you for hours. until you're shaking and whining and the only word you can get out is a broken moan of his name.
âž impact play. he loves waking up and seeing the red imprint of his hand on your ass oh my godddd don't get him started.
âž hair pulling (receiving). he wants you to tug at his hair, card your fingers through it, pull it as you're riding his face!!!
âž sadism. pretty much hand in hand with everything above. he's such a mean boyfriend but he knows how much you love it.
. *. â CHOSO KAMO
âž biting. your shoulders, neck, and thighs are full of his teeth marks, almost perpetually. and of course he's not gonna complain if you leave a few bites, too.
âž begging. show him how much you want him, how badly you need him, and he'll fuck you as much as you want. you just gotta put in a little work first.
âž worship (giving + receiving). seriously this man worships the ground you walk on from the moment you wake up to the second you fall asleep. he just asks you worship his cock the same
âž overstimulation. he's fuckin you until his legs are giving out from under him and you're nothing but a fucked out, drooling mess being pressed into the bed.
âž blood play. i mean... i think this is a given.. will purposefully bite down too hard just to lick the blood clean as an apology.
âž orgasm denial. he knows once you cum, it's over, and he just wants to stay sat in your pretty pussy a little bit longer- you understand that, right?
âž somnophilia. his favorite breakfast is in between your thighs. besides, you don't think there's any better way to wake up, anyway.
âž voyeurism. pleaseeee pleaseee pleaseee let him watch you masturbate it's all he needs in this world !!!!!
. *. â SUKUNA RYOMEN
âž anal. he needs to claim every hole your body has to offer. plus true form sukuna is a slut for his double penetration just saying
âž choking. hearing your choked gasps as he squeezes your throat could make him cum on the damn spot. watching your eyes roll into the back of your head as each second passes on.
âž exhibitionism. no, he doesn't care that there are other curses around and no, he doesn't care if they can see. you're his, and he'll fuck you anywhere he wants to.
âž extreme bondage. watching your poor, writhing little human body tug at your restraints uselessly is something he'll never get tired of.
âž collaring. he'll even get his name custom engraved, just so everyone who looks at you know exactly who you belong to.
âž degradation. he's a mean thing, but you seem to enjoy that for some reason. he savors in the way you clench around him every time he calls you a whore.
âž edging. you're not allowed to cum until he's says so, and anything before that? you're in for one hell of a night.
âž predator/prey. let him chase you through the woods as foreplay. he'll inevitably catch up, of course, but seeing you attempt to get away is so cute to him. especially when he's had enough of the teasing and is pinning you against the nearest tree.
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{mlb!megumi fushiguro x f!reader}
summary: itâs the season of the world series!â your little life with megumi absolutely warm and loving as you spent every waking moment together, the both of you never failing to hang out or speak to one another since the very moment you two made it official. but when the higher ups start demanding more of megumi to bring the world series home, tiring him out and causing him to lose sleep? a wedge is driven between you both as megumi tells you words he wished heâd never said.
warnings: MDNI. afab!reader, cursing, FLUFF, ANGSTYY, p in v sex, unprotected sex (wrap it yall), SMUT, baseball talk, megumi LOOVESS YOUU my goodness, DONINANT AF MEGUMI OBVIOUSLYYY, creampie, shower sex, DIRTY TALK megumi has a filthy mouth, megumi and reader get into a fight, itâs the world series, all characters are aged up.
word count: 12.5k (IM SORRY IM SORRY IM SORRY-)
authors note: THE WAIT IS FINALLY OVERRR FUCK i cannot thank you all enough for the support with these series. i saw all of your AMAZING suggestions and sprinkled them all over THANK YOU!! i POURED my heart into this and i really hope you all love itttttt :,( STAY TUNED FOR THE NEXT FIC OF THIS SERIES AAHHH!! I LOVE YOU MWAHHH <33
i highly highly advise you to read the first part of this fic or else you wonât be able to understand some of the storyline and references :( you can find it here!
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megumi fushiguro loved how much you talked.
ââand then i went to the bakery down the street from my campus to get that one coffee cake i always get? the one you brought me after my class?â
âmhm.â
âbut they were freaking out of it itâs like they knew i was coming to take their stock man. it was seven in the morning how the fuck are you out of coffee cake?â
megumi laughed softly and pressed a slow sweet kiss to your cheek, readjusting his arms around your waist as he scooched your body closer to his on his lap, the both of you on his huge black bean bag that sat in his living room as he leaned the side of his head back on your shoulder, relaxed and a little sleepy.
âso then i had to go to the one on campus, even though i already know it doesnât taste the sameâŠâ you sighed sadly. âwhat if they did that on purpose? what if they want me to stop coming?â
megumi huffed an amused breath through his nose and shook his head gently against your shoulder. âdonât think so baby. i feel like you keep them in business with how much you go.â
you huffed and crossed your arms, grumbling. âyet they treat me like this...â
tilting your head down then to get a better look at him, you peeked at his sleepy face and tired eyes as he tried his absolute hardest to stay awake for you, wanting to listen to everything you had to say and more, but his eyelids drooping every couple of seconds before opening back up again just not letting him.
you smiled softly and carded your fingers through his black hair, pushing the front strands back and giving him a cute peck on his forehead.
âtake a nap gumi⊠youâre so tired i can see it.â
âuh uh.â megumi hummed.
he lifted his head groggily and propped his chin up on your shoulder, eyes closed.
âkeep going.â he murmured, his words a little slurred. âdid you end up getting your coffee cake from the other bakery..?â
âi did.â you responded softly, caressing your thumb over his warm cheek as your soothing voice lulled him. âit was nasty. the end. câmon baby you have practice tomorrowââ
âno.â
âgumi itâs late i donât want to keep you uuupp.â you whined, nudging him.
âif you sleep over.â he mumbled.
âbut i have class tomorrow.â
âiâll take you.â
âbut you always do and i feel badâŠâ you pinched his cheek softly. âitâs okay i canââ
âdonât care.â
you giggled. âwell i do. i want you to get more sleep gumi, your practices are crazy long now and you have them like everydayââ
he groaned loudly and ushered you up, you complying as you watched him lazily stand from the bean bag and grab you, baggy eyes half lidded as he picked you up from around your legs and threw you over his shoulderâ something he always did ever since the day he confessed, and something you absolutely floored over whenever he did it.
your giggles rang through his quiet and spacious apartment that made him sleepily smile as he lazily carried you down the hall and to his room, setting you softly to sit on his plush bed as he pressed a sleepy kiss to the top of your head, though nearly almost missing, him leaning back up and grabbing the hem of his black shirtâ pulling it over his head and carelessly tossing it somewhere in the room before climbing into bed.
you felt so so bad. the teamâs schedule was released just two weeks prior, and seeing as the world series was coming upâ the most important segment of competitive games they could possibly ever have, the coaches and managers were grinding and overworking their players to pure fucking filth, them wanting to keep their streak as the number one baseball team no matter what it took.
and because of that, megumi was always so tired and stressedâ holding on day by day as the higher ups demanded so much of him because he was the most skilled on the team, him spending his days trying to stay awake and make time for youâ picking you up from class and taking you out to lunch like he always did, but your worried gaze always on his dark under eyes as you insisted and told him already that you understood, that he didnât need to right now if it was over the subject of his career.
and especially if it was for the world series.
âlay down.â he murmured, patting the pillow next to him as he peeked at you with one eye open.
you stood, pulled the covers back and hopped in, megumiâs arm immediately snaking around your waist and pulling your back to his bare chest, his face nuzzling in your hair as you noticed how quickly his breathing deepened, falling asleep almost the minute you got settled in his arms and fitting like a little puzzle piece.
it had been almost an entire year since you and megumi started dating, and you have never ever been happier in your life as you thanked your lucky stars over and over again for being such a dumbassâ wholly believing that if one thing had changed, it wouldnât have played out the way that it did.
and you adored the way that it played out.
megumi was so affectionate. everyday. his love language being physical touch as he literally never left you alone and always had to be touching you in any given situationâ like his hand on your thigh whenever he drove, playing with your fingers from across the table while out at a restaurant⊠and like now, his toned body literally engulfing you into his that it made you feel so cared for and warm and loved, something you always wanted to feel for the rest of your life as long as it was with him.
the next morning he drove you to school like he said he would, and then went straight to practice after, you telling him that you would be there once your classes were over.
and when you did get to the stadium later that day, megumi was mad.
âwhat the fuck happened?â you quickly sat next to your best friend on the sidelines, her snickering as you both watched megumi tell off another player for fumbling a double play on the field.
âtheyâre making more errors today,â your girl friend sighed. âtheyâre all nervous since their division series game is tomorrow and theyâre getting closer to the big thing⊠but megumi is not having it.â
âyou bobbled the ball go to first fucking base and eat it what the hell are you doing trying toââ
you gnawed at your bottom lip.
it was common for megumi to bark out orders and take charge on the field, that wasnât out of the ordinary, but it was only here and there where he was yelling and insulting the rest of his teammates like that (mostly rarely). a sign you knew was because he was stressing the fuck out.
âwhat you just did was a kiddie fucking error we wonât make it to the world series like this dingus the fuck are youââ
you covered your face and groaned. âi canât watch⊠i donât think iâve seen him like this since that one day he asked me to come here.â
âyou mean the day he ate you out inââ
âshuuushhh!â your hands shot out and slapped over her mouth as she let out a muffled laugh, your eyes wide and cheeks pink as you frantically looked around to see if anybody had heard her.
she took your wrists then and pulled them away. âhave you guys even had sex yet? how many times am i gonna ask you until you say yesââ
you nudged her away. âno! we havenât yet.â
you didnât know why you hadnâtâ the topic just one that was never brought up by either of you.
but youâve definitely done other things though.
megumi was like a dog, not knowing the meaning of âkeep your hands to yourselfâ as he was always groping your ass in public out of no where just to hear you squeak in surprise, shoving his hands down your pants and making you cum repeatedly on his fingers when youâre both innocently just watching a movie on his couch, pressing his face into your tits and sucking hickeys whenever you wore a low cut shirt, and bullying his way in between your legs to lick and devour you up whenever he felt like itâ all things he did with zero hesitation nor self control.
you werenât complaining though, definitely notâ you were just as freaky.
because every time megumi wore those gray sweatpants after practices that you loved oh so very much, no shirt on with his perfect toned body out only for your eyesâ your mouth was on him, licking his chest all the way down to his pelvis, tugging the waistband of his sweatpants and boxers down until all that was left before you was his mlb dick, you taking him into your mouth and sucking the absolute life out of him until he was shaking and breathlessly chanting your pretty name like a prayerâ
âbreak!â
you pulled yourself from your thoughts and stood, your eyes already watching the way megumi walked over from across the field with his head down, chest heaving and his face glistening with sweat against the setting sun, his baseball uniform covered in dirt.
both you and your girl friend walked down the steps and towards the bullpen, you quickly grabbing a clean white hand towel from the gatorade jug rack beforehand and catching up, spotting yuji and megumi already seated inside on a bench.
upon megumi noticing you coming up, he smiled softly, tiredly.
âyou guys are sucking today.â your best friend deadpanned, and you elbowed her.
âno. you guys just look really nervous⊠is everything okay?â
you took a seat next to megumi and silently offered the clean towel, him gently bringing up your extended wrist and pecking it in gratitude before taking the towel and wiping down his face, your cheeks flushing in response.
yuji sighed deeply and shook his head, scratching the back of his neck. âeveryoneâs literally losing it. we win every year but each year that comes is extra added pressure to keep that up.â
megumi nodded wordlessly in agreement, his head hung.
âwell this is your first bad practice isnât it?â you softly mentioned.
âyeah⊠maybe itâs just today and you guys will be okay tomorrow.â your girl friend added, smiling comfortingly at yuji, him giving her the same smile back but with apprehension in his eyes.
âwouldâve been fine if it was yesterday.â megumi cut in, voice monotone. ânot today. not when itâs the last leg for the world series.â
he leaned back against the wall and crossed his arms with closed eyes, yuji nodding next to him.
you pulled your lips into a thin line, heavy anxiety brewing in your chest at the thought of them possibly losing before even getting into the league championships, something their team has never done before as theyâve always just gone straight through.
in order to get through to the world series, their team has to win the division series and the league championships, then they earn their rightful shining spot of playing in the world series and winningâ something megumi has been a part of for almost three years now, and something the team has dominated over for five consecutive years straight.
but what if this year was different?
âhow are you feeling?â you gently asked megumi after a bit. âi saw you were a little mad today on the fieldâŠâ
he slowly pried his eyes open and looked at you, sighing softly through his nose.
âmâfine pretty baby.â he murmured. âtheyâre just not playing like they should be.â
megumi took his cap off and scratched the side of his head, his eyebrows furrowed in annoyance. âand neither am i to be honest.â
your eyes softened.
âwhat do you mean?â
âmâjust not meeting the standards i set for myself.â
âbut you play well in every game gumi..â you mumbled. âdonât overwork yourself please. just keep doing what youâve been doing⊠itâs been going great so far, hasnât it?â
he gave you a little smile and lazily reached up to delicately caress and run the ends of your hair through his fingers. âi need to amp it up though. i need to try harder.â
âtry harder when youâre already winning?â you quirked a confused brow.
he nodded.
âwhatâs the reason behind that?â
megumi gave you a sly smile. âbecause youâll be watching me.â
you gawked, shaking your head at him. âgumi, you know anything that you do makes me freak out and itâs embarrassing...â you subconsciously tugged a bit at the sides of his jersey. âthe way you tied my shoes for me the other day made me freak out. the way you pumped my gas last week made me freak out. the way you stuck your fingers inside my puââ
his eyes bulged open as he shot forward and muffled you with a kiss, you kissing him back and laughing cutely once he pulled away.
ânasty mouthâŠâ he mumbled, but the little grin on his face made you giggle as he put his cap back on over his head and nudged it down, trying to conceal his eyes and the blushing of his cheeksâ but you catching on anyways.
âhow was class?â he asked quietly, readjusting his cap. âdid you get your coffee cake after i dropped you off?â
you shook your head. âno because iâd rather die than get the one on campus. they need to close that place down.â
megumi snorted, but his eyebrows pinched momentarily as he took your hand in his and started playing with your fingers. âyou shouldâve told me. i wouldâve drove you to the one you like.â
âno gumi i wasnât gonna make you do that... i wanted you to sleep in as much as possible.â
âiâll take you after practice.â
âno! you need to nap after donât waste timeââ
âmânot wasting time.â he replied, but before you could get another word in, his coach called all players back on field.
âiâll see you after.â he stood and pecked your forehead. âi love you pretty baby.â
you smiled shyly, your cheeks a cute pink.
âi love you too.â
thankfully, megumi didnât seem as pissed off for the rest of practice, and you hoped it was because of the little chat you had with him in the bullpen prior and that it cheered him up in some wayâ the team playing a lot better and actually working together this time instead of being at each others throats over feeble mistakes.
and when they were all finally back at the locker rooms packed up and ready to go, you organized his clean uniform for tomorrow and hung his gloves neatly inside his locker, closing it once you were done.
âyou donât have to do that baby.â he murmured, gesturing to his locker as he swung his duffel bag over his shoulder and extended a hand. âorganize. i can do that.â
âbut i like doing it...â you took his offering hand and interlaced your fingers with his. âit helps you find things quicker.â
you both stepped out, quickly bidding your girl friend and yuji goodbye on the way as you walked down the echoey hallway together.
ââyou also donât have to drive me to school every morning but you do that anyways.â
he smiled. âtouché.â
he led you out of the arena and over to the private parking area for players and crewâ him opening the passenger side door for you to step inside and shutting it after, throwing his duffel bag to the back once he got in the drivers seat.
and like he always did, megumi buckled you up himself, grabbing the seat belt strap and pulling it over you to click on the other side with a kiss to your cheekâ him never letting you do it yourself since the day you two properly met.
âdo they sell food at the bakery?â he looked over at you as he pulled out. âthey do donât they.â
âthey do!â you nodded sweetly. âbut weâre not going.â
âwhy.â
âbecause you need to sleepââ
âno.â
âmegumiââ
he shot you a glare and you squeaked.
âgumi! i-i meant gumi!â
he fixed his glare and broke out into a small smile instead, laughing lightly as he set his big hand over your thigh and squeezed lovingly.
you giggled softly.
âlunch first and then iâll sleep.â
âoh myââ
you reached over for the door handle and pulled, brows furrowing once the lock wouldnât budge after multiple frantic tries.
âyou still have child lock on?!â
megumi shielded his mouth to hide his snicker, eyes to the road.
âuh huh.â
âwhy?!â
he gave you a deadpanned look and pointed to the door. âexhibit a, baby. the car is moving.â
âgumi if you hate me just say that.â
pulling into the bakeryâs parking lot, he playfully rolled his eyes at your comment and pinched your cheek gently.
âbe quiet.â
the bakery was a cute little place that was a frequent pit stop for the both of you to pick up breakfast on the way to the things you had to do in the morningsâ always cozy and warm and filled with little trinkets and postcards of places from around the world, you always gushing when you or megumi would spot a new souvenir on the walls or on the shelves, and him sometimes having to stop you from snatching some for yourselfâŠ
âthey have a million!â you whispered. âthey wonât notice this one. please itâs from greece itâll look cute on my fridge!â
megumi sipped his lemonade and gave you a half lidded look as you both sat in a booth.
âi donât know if anyone has ever told you this but.â he gently slid the coffee cake closer to you, silently ushering you to eat. âthatâs called stealing.â
ânot if they donât notice.â
megumi gave you an amused smile.
âiâll take one for you too!â
âfor me?â
âyeah!â you put your elbow on the table and propped your chin on your palm, tilting your head with the cutest expression megumi has ever seen in his fucking life.
âiâd do anything for you.â
his cheeks flooded pink, and he swallowed thickly.
megumi would do anything for you.
âi appreciate that pretty baby,â he murmured, tenderly tracing the pad of his index finger mindlessly around the back of your hand.
âgreat! so can i do it?â
âno.â
âmaaannnn!â you slumped over the table and pouted. âyouâre no fun.â
he chuckled and took a bite out of his ham and cheese deli, your mannerisms sometimes reminding him of his dad.
he swallowed.
âgojo wants to meet you.â
you froze. âreally? he does?â
megumi nodded.
âokay! thatâs okayâ wait no! waitââ you groaned and leaned against the booth. âi donât think heâs gonna like me very muchâŠâ
âhuh?â his eyebrows furrowed. âwhy do you say that?â
you peered up at him sheepishly. âbecause i talk too much⊠iâm not gonna notice and end up telling him my lore, my school gpa, and my social security number.â
megumi laughed, and your heart fluttered at the sight of his crinkling eyes and gorgeous smile, the sound of it making you swoon.
he shook his head and rubbed his sleepy eyelids. âno baby... heâd love you. i know he would.â
âi donât know gumiâŠâ you sighed, looking down at your lap. âi want to meet him of course! thatâs a given⊠but..â
megumi quirked a brow. âbut?â
âi just donât want to look stupidâŠâ you laughed nervously. âitâs happened before where my friends parents say iâm a blabber mouth and i donât want to embarrass youââ
his tired eyes narrowed. âblabber mouth? whoâs saying youâre a blabber mouth?â
âmyâ my ex boyfriend in high schoolâŠâ you cowered a little. âbut itâs okay because i was over sharing!ââ
âno.â he said firmly, his gaze looking directly into yours. âyouâre not a blabbermouth. thereâs a difference between being really open and friendly with people right off the bat and being a blabbermouth.â
megumi shook his head in annoyance. how could someone ever say you were a blabbermouth? he had never heard something that was so far from the truth.
you were too sweet for your own good, that was your only fault. you considered everyone you met a close friend of yours and werenât afraid to tell them whatever came to your precious mind and made them feel welcomeâ something that megumi adored so much about you⊠so much, and something that made him borderline violent when people berated you for it.
âthey just canât handle it when someone is actually genuine. like you. and thatâs not your fault.â
the shiniest smile grew on your face then, your eyes sparkling and feeling like a million fucking butterflies were fluttering all over your tummyâ internally screaming at his words.
âthank you gumiâŠâ you spoke softly. âiâm glad at least you donât see an issue with it.â
âi donât.â he shook his head. âi donât at all.â
he loved it.
the rest of your lunch date was spent with megumi still not letting you steal the greece trinket magnet from the wall, you scolding him for the bags under his eyes, and him buying you two more slices of coffee cake to go no matter how many times you told him it was okay, the both of you gathering your things and going back to his car after a bit for him to drop you off back home.
âiâll be here in the morning to take you to class.â he said gently, turning the corner and nearing your street.
âwhat? isnât the division series game tomorrow?â you asked, taken aback. âgumi no just get as much sleep as you can itâs a big day. i can take myself.â
he looked at you boredly.
âno.â
âguumiii!â
he pulled into your driveway and shifted his gear into park, the corners of his mouth turned upward into a little goofy grin.
âi can take you baby itâs fine,â he pushed gently. âdonât worry.â
âyouâve been stressed though⊠and tired.â
you unbuckled your seatbelt and reached over, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him in as he immediately leaned in and tucked his face into your neck, breathing in your honeyed perfume and letting himself slump into your soft frame.
âplease promise me that after the division series, youâll rest up like crazy before the league championships.â he pulled back slightly to look at you, his eyes nearly closing as he sleepily blinked. âokay?â
âleague championships? didnât know we already won.â he murmured.
you giggled. âobviously. youâre my cool baseball man, are you not?â
he tiredly grinned and pressed a sweet sweet kiss to your cheek, him biting down on it after and making you yelp before snickering and pulling away.
âbye gumi,â you quickly grabbed a slice of coffee cake and placed it on his leg. âhere eat this on the way home so you donât fall asleep.â
he chuckled and watched as you grabbed your things, hopped out, and ran across the front of his car, leaning your head in through his open window once you reached him and pressing your soft lips to his, megumi fucking melting at the feeling.
you pulled apart and he pecked you one last timeâ a series of i love youâs iterated before you backed away and waved excitedly from your front door, him waiting until you were inside to reverse, his engine roaring and his black car shining against the moonlight as he sped down the street.
the next morning you got up around the time that you usually did, showered and did your hair and got ready for class, packed your school bag and made your bedâ
but megumi hadnât texted you. like at all.
he usually sent you a good morning text, followed by him letting you know when he was leaving the house, followed by when he was on his way, and followed by when he was just down the street and pulling up.
except you got nothing.
you figured maybe today was just one of those days where he maybe just simply forgot and was already on his way, but as you stood literally outside of your house, gnawing on your thumb and the time coming painfully close to the start of your morning class as you still got nothing from megumi (even when you had texted him multiple times at this point), you started shitting it.
just as you were about to run inside to get the keys to your car, your phone buzzed as a picture of you and megumi flashed across the screen.
megumi!
âhelââ
âbaby!ââ he breathed out, frantic. âbaby iâm sorry iâm so sorry iâm coming okay im down the streetââ
âwhat happened?â you breathed out worriedly, your heart hammering against your chest.
âi overslept!ââ he explained quickly. âiâm late to the teamâs call time andâ and youâre late to class and iâ fuck!â
you heard his horn blare and his tires screech as muffled curses flew from his mouth, you jumping at the noise.
âsorry sorry someone cut me off iâm almost thereââ
âno gumi go straight to the stadium youâre late!â you spoke firmly. âi can take myselfââ
âno but i wanted to see you before the gameââ
âitâs fine we can see each other after the game okay? when you winââ you grabbed your keys from the coffee table by your door and ran out, unlocking your car and getting in. âyouâre late baby so fucking late please turn back this isnât good coach is gonna chew you outââ
âshit! i know i knowââ
âgo gumi hang up itâs okay!â
âokay.. fuck okay okayââ
you heard rustling on the other line before he spoke again.
âi love you iâm sorry ill see you after!â
and the line went dead.
you slugged through the rest of your classes as the day felt way fucking longer than it normally did, you desperately just wanting to see megumi and know that he was okay, that he wasnât in trouble with his coach and the management team for being over an hour late to the division series call time, you on the verge of literal tears multiple times over him.
your best friend and you had planned to get ready for the game together and sport your menâs jerseys from the standsâ a girlâs night you were agonizingly looking forward to all freaking month, and so so excited that the day was finally here to support and be present for the making of yet another year for the boysâ team.
âand then he hung up. i thought he was gonna get into a wreck manââ
you ran your fingers through your styled hair in your vanity mirror, your best friend readjusting her jersey behind youâ âitadoriâ in big capital letters on the back.
âmegumi is the most hard headed mean stubborn man i have ever come across in my life.â she searched around in her makeup bag, pulling out her lip liner and reapplying next to you. âi donât know how many times you told him to sleep and get some rest. and yuji too! he hasnât stopped talking about him since the schedule change and now iâm starting to think heâs in love with him.â
you laughed loudly.
âi knowâŠâ you sighed anxiously through your nose, nervous clammy jitters in your chest. âhis eye bags have gotten so bad this past week.â
âi think itâs because heâs been practicing over time.â
you stopped.
âwhat do you mean?â
she looked at you quizzically. âi thought you knew? yuji told me that the higher ups had a meeting with megumi and told him that they were expecting him to bring the world series home.â
she popped the lid back on her lip liner and threw it in her bag. âhe practices all night on the field until like four am.â
âwhat the fuck?â your eyes narrowed. âhe never told me that? he picks me up for my seven am class everyday⊠that means heâs only been getting whatâ like two and a half hours of sleep this past week?â
she stopped. âhe didnât tell you?â
âno!â you exclaimed. âwhen was this meeting?â
âat the start of last week.â
âoh my god.â you grumbled.
why didnât he tell you?
âthatâs fucked up.â she shook her head. âtalk to him about that after babe⊠i donât know why this man didnât tell you something like that.â
âi wouldâve never let him pick me up for class if i knew this was going onâŠâ you gloomily fiddled with the buttons on your jersey. âor hang out with me after practice.â
and why the hell were the higher ups demanding so much from megumi? why were they burning him out with a responsibility so huge as to ensuring the success of the team for the world series? that wasnât fair to him. that wasnât fair at all.
your girl friend hugged you comfortingly.
âitâs fine donât worry about it okay?⊠just talk to him after.â
once at the stadium, you and your best friend squeezed and pushed through the crowd to get to the v.i.p. section, the both of you sweating and panting over having run across the stadiumâs parking lot and the main area, all because your best friend couldnât decide which way to do her hair, and because you couldnât decide if you should wear a skirt or jeans.
you ended up choosing for each other and calling it a day.
âhey! you guys!â
you both snapped your heads up and you recognized the source of the voice as one of the assistant crew members of the team, jogging up to you guys with two devices in his hands.
âyou guys want these radios or are you good? theyâre connected to the announcers and have earbuds!â
âoh iâll take one! thank you!â you answered politely, smiling as he passed you and your best friend a radio.
you pushed the earbud into your left ear and sat.
the crowd was buzzing and cheering with excitement, flashes of light shimmering throughout the sold out stadium as many held up posters and signs or bobble heads, you smiling wide every time you spotted a few of megumiâs face and name.
the air was warm, and every kind of news reporter, publicist, and journalist was present on the sidelines as they filmed and interviewed several players from the opposing team.
âletâs play ball!â
the crowed roared, claps and whistles ringing through the air as yuji walked out from the dugout, the both of you screaming as the rest of the team followed suit, your shoulders evidently relaxing at the sight of megumi jogging out into position looking absolutely jaw dropping in his clean cut uniform and cap, serious and focused.
as the game ensued, it was no surprise that the boysâ team was absolutely demolishing the opposing players, megumi doing fucking stellar out on the field as he caught ball after ball with his glove, the announcers commentary certainly helping with explaining the context of the game due to your lack of knowledge, but you trying your hardest anyways to understand on your own.
and finally after a while of switching sides and megumi hitting like a greek god, the teams switched sides what seemed like the final time since it was almost the nine inning, his turn to hit.
âwalking up to base now⊠number eighteenâ megumi fushiguro!â
the crowd went fucking insane as he walked up, you immediately standing and screaming over the railing as he took his position up thereâ swinging soft faux hits before properly adjusting his footing on the loose dirt, fans waving around their fushiguro banners or his baseball cards as he settled.
the bags under his eyesâŠ
you gnawed anxiously at your bottom lip. his team was so close to moving on to the league championshipsâŠ
âand the pitcher throwsâŠ.â
hit!
âstrike one!â
megumi screwed his eyes shut and grimaced, shaking his head furiously as he shook the nerves from his body and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.
âoh!â the announcers groaned. âlooks like megumi fushiguro missed a hit for the first time in history!â
for the first time?
you whipped your head around to face your girl friend. âfor the first time?â
she looked at you with the same terrorized expression.
âfuck i knew he always hit but i didnât know he never missedâŠâ you whined worriedly. âheâs exhausted man i can see it lookââ
megumiâs footing slightly slipped from the dirt as he positioned himself, getting ready for the next swing.
âand the pitcher throws againâŠâ
hit!
âstrike two!â
âfuck!â megumi roared, walking off the home plate and chucking his bat to the wallâ the wood flying and clattering as it hit the ground, your eyes widening in horror.
âwoah looks like fushiguro got another strike and.. needs to take a breather off the field..?â
âif megumi doesnât get this next hit, theyâre done!â your girl friend shook her head, eyes wide and afraid. âthe other team is gonna take it!â
you ran your fingers through your hair exasperatedly, frantically looking at the scoreboard and back at megumi who was pacing a little off the plate with his head down, his hands on his hips.
âfushiguro!â you spotted yuji yelling from the dugout. âget back on the plate! we could get flagged!â
megumiâs chest heaved as he picked up his bat and wiped off the dirt, walking back over to the home plate and repositioning himself.
cameras flashed and recorded as he tried to get back into focus, news reporters talking their asses off and journalists scribbling god knows whatâ as they just earned themselves their biggest headline of the season.
megumi fushiguro missed his first hit in playing history.
âand the pitcher throwsâŠâ
hit!
âoh there it goes! looks like a fair ball!â
the crowd rallies as megumi books it over the first two bases, everyone watching as the ball hits over the outfield fence as he fucking dashes across the remaining two bases like nothing, earning himself a home runâ
and scoring a spot in the league championship games for his team.
you and your best friend jump for complete joy, throwing your arms around each other and swaying as fans all around you celebrated and cheered just like the both of you, you happily watching the players from the dugout run up and engulf megumi in a group hug, jumping and laughing.
as the crowd began to disperse and take leave, you both quickly ran down the steps and to the field, you immediately spotting megumi and running up to him with your arms out.
âgumi!â
he noticed you and extended his arms, but his face read nothing as you jumped into them.
âgood job good job! you did so amazing!â
ânice fushiguro!â yuji nudged his shoulder. âyou brought us through!â
âi missed the first two hits.â
he set you back down.
yuji shrugged. âso? it happens. i do it all the time! you made a home run and scored us the league.â
megumi only silently nodded, his face to the ground as you told yuji and your best friend that you would see them in the locker rooms with everybody else.
and once everyone had cleared out from the field, you turned to him.
âheyâŠâ you started. âwhatâs wrong?â
his eyes remained glued to the dirt.
âi missed the first two hits.â
your shoulders deflated. âyou heard what yuji said⊠itâs okay. it was bound to happen but itâs fine because you fixed itââ
âwe were on thin fucking ice today.â
his snippy tone took you by surprise a bit.
âyes⊠but you made it...â you responded softly. âyou all pulled through. especially you.â
he scoffed and shook his head, him finally raising his baggy eyes and looking to the side, pissed.
âi almost cost us the league. thatâs what i did.â
âgumiââ you exhaled a frustrated breath. âyou literally played like a machine the entire time and had other hits that were amazing? i donât understand why two little strikesââ
his eyes snapped to yours. âtwo little strikes?â he shook his head again. âtwo strikes too fucking many.â
âwhat is your issue?ââ
âmy issue is that if i fucked up that third hit it wouldâve been all over. we wouldâve lost the division, lost the league, and lost the world series, all because i donât know how to fucking play ballââ
âyes you do! youâre being way too hard on yourself baby you need to take a breather and restââ
âhow many times have you nagged me about that already.â he spat.
you froze.
ânagged?â you repeated softly.
âyes. youâve told me enough times i get it i need rest, i need sleep, i need this i need thatââ
âiâm saying that because look at you!â you motioned with your hands, feeling potential tears prickling at the back of your eyes at the way he was speaking to you. âyour under eyes are dark and purple, your eyes are red you look exhausted!â
âand i told you iâm fine!â he raised his voice a bit. âyou wouldnât understand the shit that i have to do for this team the shit i have to pull and i gave them absolute garbage todayââ
âoh my god megumi!â you snapped. âyour team is a team effort! itâs not just you! youâre not the only one pulling the stops so enough with trying to take on this load and overwork yourself! please you played amazing today everyone was cheering so loud for you andââ
âstop talking.â
you paused.
âjustââ he rubbed his tired eyes and turned to the side. âjust please stop talking.â
stop⊠talking?
he struck a chord, and you felt your heart literally break at his words, an aching heavy pit in your chest as you recounted his yelling and snappiness when all you were trying to do was help him.
thats all youâve ever tried to do for megumi reallyâ help him, support him, and love him. but for him to throw it all back in your face and say you didnât understand? for you to basically shut up?
tears were slipping past your eyes at this point, and when you felt like megumi finally bothered to look at you in the face, his eyes widened and his shoulders dropped.
âbabyââ
âand what about you?â
he stopped. âabout meââ
âyes about you. youâre saying i donât understand anything youâre fucking going through, as if i havenât followed you through your career since the moment we met and before that, like i havenât supported you on the sidelines and asked you question after question about your games just so i can fucking understandââ
âno iââ
you cut him off. âand then youâre hereâ yelling at me, telling me off, and telling me to shut up when iâm the only one fucking standing here with you after the game trying to be there for you?!ââ
âbabyâ fuck iâm sorry okay i didnât meanââ
you laughed bitterly. âyou didnât mean it. didnât mean what? to accidentally let it slip that you actually do think iâm a blabbermouth?â
he was taken aback as his eyebrows furrowed, shaking his head desperately. ânoâ no thatâs not what i meant at all y/n iâm sorry. iâve been so stressed and tired and iâm taking it all out on you right now andâ and thatâs not okay and not an excuse.â
megumi quickly stepped forward and placed his hands on your face, but you pushed him away, hurt flashing across his eyes as you did so.
âand why didnât you tell me about the meeting huh? the one with the higher ups last week?â
surprise crossed his face. âhow did youââ
âdoesnât matter how i heard it. why didnât you tell me? do you understand how that makes me feel when i have to find out through someone else and not my own boyfriend?â
he ran a hand through his spiky black hair and sighed exhaustedly.
âi didnât tell you because i knew you would be upset about it and i didnât want you to worryââ
âso you just chose to keep it from me thatâs real nice.â you spat. âof course i wouldnât be happy with it theyâre stripping you down and exploiting you! how could they say that itâs all on you to bring it home for the world series? do you understand how insane that sounds?â
âi know but i canât tell them anything i just have to say yes!â he explained.
âyou have every right to tell them something! and if you wouldâve communicated this with me like you shouldâve done, i wouldnât have let you lose so much sleep over me and maybe you wouldnât have played the way you think you played, and you wouldnât be standing here shitting all over me!â
he really struck a chord.
ây/nââ
âbye megumi.â
his breath hitched.
ânoâ hey donât do thatââ
he scrambled after you as you made your way out of the field, him quickly catching up and tugging you into him with his long arms around your shoulders, bringing your back to his front as he ducked his face down.
âletâs fix it please we need to fix thisââ
âi want to be alone right now, megumi.â you mumbled.
god he hated how many times youâve called him that already tonight, feeling like the biggest asshole to ever grace your precious life.
âno i donât want you to be upset with me pleaseââ
âwe can talk later on the phone.â your tone was lifeless. âi just need to be alone.â
he faltered, feeling gutting pain cascade all over his body as he hesitantly, slowly, slipped his arms away and released you.
âoâokay.â
he watched you walk up the stands and to the exit as you clutched yourself, his eyes catching the back of your jersey reading his last name that sent an immediate pang through his chest, your frame disappearing from his view and leaving him in his stupid thoughts as he snatched his cap off from his head and threw it to the side in frustration.
that night megumi tried to call you but you didnât pick up, you barely even answering his texts as he wallowed in self pity alone in his apartment.
and you hadnât stopped crying since the moment your tears hit on the fieldâ hurt and exhausted and guilty as you settled into bed, unable to bring yourself to call him and go through with your word, deciding to text instead.
(you): iâm really tired iâm sorry. iâll see if i can call you in the morning.
megumi took no time at all to respond.
(gumi <3): can i take you to class tomorrow?
(you): i donât think thatâs a good idea
he swallowed the lump in his throat and fought back the urge to fight it, wanting to respect you and your space.
but you only kept crying.
(gumi <3): okay
(you): goodnight
(gumi <3): goodnight pretty baby
just as you were about to place your phone back on your nightstand, it buzzed again.
(gumi <3): i love you iâm sorry
you sniffled and put your phone away officially, choosing not to respond.
the following week leading up to the league championship game, megumi spent every waking moment trying to make it up to you, trying to fix it, but you only seemed to stay away from him and distance yourself, something that hurt megumi like no other.
you felt like it was your fault he played the way he did that day. if you had been smarter, more mindful, you wouldâve noticed that the intensity of his exhaustion was extremely abnormal, and perhaps you couldâve done something about it before it was too late and saved yourself the dreadful fight you had with him.
you hated the way you spoke to him, and you fully convinced yourself that you only served as a distraction for him, opting to keeping your distance as far away as possible so it allowed megumi to get his head focused again and ensure a promised route to the world seriesâ something you had hoped to be there to witness, but deeming his success way more important than your needs at this point in time.
so you stopped going to all of his practices following that day, the fact tormenting megumi as you always went to each and every single one and was there for him without faultâ rain or shine, always waiting for him in the locker rooms when he was finished.
but you werenât there anymore. and each day you werenât was another day megumi would spend angry and frustrated with himself that he did what he did. he knew your defense mechanism was pushing people away, and your current behavior gave him flashbacks to the time last year when he was falling for you and you kept running away from him, scaredâ those actions a carbon copy of whatâs happening now, except far worse.
and he did that to you. he yelled at you and snapped at you, told you to stop talking for some fucking reason that he still couldnât find the proper explanation for⊠and he made you cry. so much. your usual sweet honeyed voice you spoke to him with long gone since that day.
and he missed you. more than anything.
âyou stupidââ throw âself absorbedââ throw âassholeââ throw ânarcissisticââ throwâ
âokay thatâs enough thatâs enough!â
yuji pulled your best friend back as she chucked towel after towel at megumi following one of their practices, her absolutely fuming.
he took every hit, not bothering to dodge. he deserved it.
âshe told me what you didââ she shook herself away from yujiâs grip. âwhat the hell is the matter with you? how could you yell at her like that on the field? when all sheâs ever done is love youââ
âi know.â megumi mumbled, rubbing his eyes. âi know iâm really sorry. i regret it.â
âfuck yeah you should,â she scoffed. âthat womanâs been cooped up every day in her room bawling her eyes out over you!â
yuji nodded sadly, and megumi let out a pained breath as he closed his eyes and covered his face with his hands, propping his elbows on his knees, leaning forward.
âfuck meâŠâ
âyeah fuck youââ
âokay! okay. heâs already down let him bleed out.â yuji muttered to her as he rubbed his hands over her arms soothingly, an attempt at calming her down.
he looked at him. âmegumi, you and i both know that she understands you were frustrated that day. the both of you. if you just talk to herââ
âyou think i havenât tried?â megumi picked his head up, and the both of them froze at the way his eyes glossed over.
âiâveâ iâve called her, iâve texted her, i drove by her house but sheâs never there, fuck i even went to her campus at seven in the morning but couldnât find her.â
he took his cap off and roughly rubbed over his eyes again.
your best friend sighed then after a moment, slowly stepping forward and sitting down next to him on the bench.
âsheâll come around megumi.â she mumbled. âjust give her some time. i know itâs hard, but she really really loves you.â she sighed deeply. âsheâll come around.â
megumi nodded solemnly, and yuji stepped forward, patting his shoulder.
âyou okay man?â
he nodded again.
missed phone calls, lagging dry texts, and last minute cancellations from you all happened for a week straight.
and when the time finally came for the league championships, megumi wanted nothing more than for you to be there as he stared at his messy fucking locker when prepping for the gameâ another reminder that you hadnât been around, and another reminder that you wouldnât be here tonight to see him, something he completely did not blame you for.
luckily, the league championship game was at their home base once more, and as the crowd got settled to watch, energies heightened as the players all got settled over the field to play ballâ megumi shook the nerves from his body as he focused with the game, and you, on his mind like a religion.
and as the game ran on with the team scoring run after run, another win was blatantly obvious for themâ megumi entirely unaware of your presence that was watching him the entire time in the stands.
you couldnât help yourself. you needed to be there to watch him, needed to see him take home another achievement like that, regardless of where you both stood as you watched from just above the v.i.p section, shivering like an idiot because you forgot to bring a jacket after deciding to wear a flowy tube top for the day, but excited for him nonetheless.
you didnât tell a single soul you were coming, not even your best friend as you just wanted to see megumi again before running off into the shadows of your embarrassing despair, missing him like fucking crazy and nearly sobbing when you saw him walk out on the field at the start, but even more emotional to the fact that they were actually going to move on to the world series by the looks of it.
and the crowd hollered eventually as the speakers blasted megumiâs teams signature songâ
finalizing their spot in the world series.
your eyes glowed as you watched his team run up on the field and tackle each other down, literally rolling in the dirt as you giggled to yourselfâ sighing contently and about to turn and walk out of the stadium to go home when a strong rough hand wrapped around your bare upper arm.
âyouâre fushiguroâs girl! arenât you?â
you snapped your head up and saw someone you recognized as one of megumiâs crew members for the team, and you relaxed, trusting him.
âoh! yeah i am!â
âsweet! i just got hired to be on the crew a couple of weeks ago.â
âthatâs great!â you answered politely, smiling. âhow isââ
âlisten i was wondering if i could get any tickets to the world series from you?â
what.
âumââ your eyes darted around awkwardly. âforâ for the world series?ââ
âyeah! i took this job so i could get some but apparently i need to be working longer than three weeks. dumb.â
you gnawed at the inside of your cheek as your eyes drifted downward to your arm.
he still hadnât let go.
âoh iâm sorry.â you mumbled. âi couldâ i could maybe get you one? one for sure!â
he shook his head. âshit sorry, i need like five.â
âfive?!â you gawked. âi canât get you five iâm really sorry⊠i can only maybe get you one.â
his eyes narrowed. âwhy not? youâre fushiguroâs girl are you not?â
âyes but what does that have to do with me getting you tickets to the world series?â you spoke nervously, trying to put on a brave front as his height literally towered over you.
âwhy donât you ask him for tickets? heâs literally megumi fushiguro iâm sure he can cough up someââ
you scoffed.
âiâm not gonna ask him anything for you just because you want to use me to get tickââ
âso then what the fuck are you with him for?â his grip tightened around your arm as he pulled you a little, and you winced.
âlet go of me!ââ
megumi considered himself a relatively calm person throughout his life.
he knew he had his explosive rude moments here and there, him also accidentally offending people unknowingly with his words, but that behavior only stayed on the field as it pertained to the game at hand or with baseball itself, his life outside of that a treasured tranquil one as he spent his days with you and only you, something he looked forward to every waking moment since the day he met you.
but as he heard your little voice through the yelling of the crowd, instantly recognizing it and picking up on its distressed demeanorâ his body did a full one-eighty as his eyes frantically searched for you through the mass of people.
and once he did spot you? your breathtaking little self being manhandled by some fucking moron who had his hand around your upper arm?
he didnât consider himself a relatively calm person anymore.
megumi quickly snatched his cap off and passed it to a confused yuji and your best friend, sprinting at the speed of light across the field and to the fence of the v.i.p. section before hoisting himself up and climbing, jumping over once he reached the top and landing on the standsâ him running up a few steps before finally reaching you and tearing the guy off.
âget the fuck off.â
he gently pushed you behind him, his chest heaving.
âthe shit are you doing hurting her arm like that for huh?!â megumi stepped forward.
âhey! hey iâm sorry man iâ i didnât know i was hurting herââ
âsure you fucking did she was literally telling you to let go and you were throwing her around likeââ
âmegumi pleaseââ
âare you part of the crew?â
âyâyeah?â
âyouâre gone. youâre fired youâreââ
âwait iâm sorry! i was just trying to get tickets to the world seriesââ
megumiâs eyes blew open, wild and infuriated.
âthatâs why you were grabbing her like that? you were harrassing her for some fucking tickeâ you know whatââ
megumi stepped forward before you could stop him as he reeled his fist back and knocked him straight in the jaw, the guy stumbling back a bit and the crowd gasping before megumi spun around and grabbed your legs, throwing you over his shoulder.
âget the fuck out of my way.â
the small crowd that stuck around for the altercation parted with no questions asked, his long legs striding over across the exit and to the teams now vacant locker roomâ kicking the door open before gently setting you down on your feet.
he ran his hands over your soft hair frantically as he grabbed your cheeks and checked you over, your teary doe eyes breaking him apart.
âhey are you okay? are you fine?â
megumi let go of your face and gently lifted your upper arm, his eyes hardening at the purple forming bruise from that dickwads hand.
âheâs gone heâs goneââ
you lunged and wrapped your arms around his waist tightly as he started to charge back out, pulling him back.
âno! stop itâs okay you already hit him i think he got the message.â you mumbled, letting him go.
megumi turned to you then, his eyes softening over your timid sad frame as you played with your fingers, gaze down.
ây/n.â
âhm?â
he frowned.
âcan you please look at me.â
you listened reluctantly and peered up at him.
he exhaled. âbaby iâ iâm sorry. iâm so fucking sorry for everything that i said to you that night. i meant none of it. nothing. i was just angry at myself and stressed and stupid and i hate that i talked to you like that and took it out on you. you didnât deserve that at all.â
you hurriedly wiped your silent tearsâ nodding, but saying nothing.
he leaned down to look at you at eye level.
âare you okay?â
you nodded again and sniffled.
âtalk baby.â he pleaded with you gently, eyes sad. âtell me, please.â
you cowered a little as you finally broke into tiny sobs, your hands hovering over your face to hide your tears as he placed his big hands on your upper arms, megumi feeling like he just got run over by an entire military tank at the sight of you crying because of him.
âiâiâm sorry i yelled at youââ you hiccuped. âi was so mean and i fâfeel really badââ
âbaby why are you apologizing?â he shook his head. âitâs me itâs all me iâm the one who was mean to youââ
âno butââ you sniffled. âyou were just stressed from the game like you said and thatâs fine i shouldâve been more aware. i didnât mean to upset you with me talkingââ
âoh pretty baby..â he breathed out, agonizingly, megumi literally beating himself up. âremember when i said one time you were too nice for your own good?â
you nodded.
âthis is one of those moments. you should be yelling at me and throwing things at me like your best friend did.â
your eyebrows furrowed as you sniffled. âsheâ she did?â
âshe did.â he nodded. ârightfully so.â
you giggled a little, and he smiled softly.
âiâm sorry i distanced myself the way i didâŠâ you mumbled, a waterfall of tears coming down again. âi just thought that i was a distraction andâ and i wanted you to focus.â
âa distraction?â he murmured. ây/n you are never a distraction.â
âno but at the end of the day i wasâŠâ you sobbed. âyou need to be there for your team you haveââ hic! âyou have responsibilities and i donât want you to put me above that andâ and keep hanging out with me when you have so much to doââ
âsomething you need to understand is that iâm replaceable.â he cut you off, tone firm. âthe minute they find some other dude thatâs way better than me and quicker than me and they draft his ass over to the team? they are going to replace me faster than you will ever think. thatâs just the way jobs are. iâm replaceable no matter how much you wanna think itâs not true.â
he shook his head, his face pained. âbut you are not. youâre not fucking replaceable there is no other you. you are my life now baby. yes my career is a priority, but so are you, and i would rather them replace me than lose you entirely.â
he wiped the tears from your cheeks, your doe eyes wide.
âi appreciate that you care so much and you support me and that you want me to devote all of my time to only thisâ youâre an angel on earth for all of that⊠but as your man iâm telling you that all of my time is devoted to you now, not just baseball.â
you wrapped your arms around his neck and tugged him closer to you, tight, him immediately reciprocating and snaking his arms around your waist.
he could finally breathe.
âdo you understand?â he murmured softly, rubbing his hands over your back soothingly.
you nodded.
âbut you canâtâ wear yourself out like you did okay?â you sniffled. âyou canât let them push you and tire you out⊠and please listen when we say for you to restâŠâ
âi know iâm sorry. iâll listen next time baby i promise.â
âi get you trying to improve for yourself and push your limits⊠butâ but thereâs a difference between wanting to better your play and straight up wearing yourself down.â
you pulled back a little to look at him, wiping your tears and hiccuping. âand i worry man⊠i worry so much because iââ hic! âi love you and i always think about if youâre eating right orâ or getting enough sleepââ
his heart literally melted as he felt the remains of it ooze and spread all over his body and insides, your pure sweet concerns tugging at him and turning him into absolute putty before you.
he tightened his grip around your waist and lifted you, gently rocking your bodies as you sniffled and cried, his eyes screwed shut and feeling every possible emotion a human being could ever feel⊠but feeling love most of all.
love for you. love for who you are.
megumi kissed your wet cheek delicately and let his lips linger there as he spoke.
âiâm in love with youâŠâ he murmured. âi hope you know that.â
your heart fluttered and you nodded, a little smile playing at your face.
âiâm in love with you too gumi.â you hummed, pressing a sweet kiss of your own to his cheek.
he set you back down and cupped your cheeks, slowly leaning in and pressing light tender kisses to your lips, his mouth completely savoring over the taste of yours as he had been deprived of them for a freaking weekâ feeling like his dried up soul had been rejuvenated and made anew.
and you felt the same way⊠because you deepened the kiss, picked up the pace, pulled him closer until his chest was flush against yours and your hot breaths were mixed together in a misty cloud, megumi breathing heavily through his nose as he ran his needy desperate hands over your delicious body.
he trailed wet open mouthed kisses on your cheek, jaw, and all the way down to the side of your exposed neck, his hand supporting the other side as he feverishly licked a slow long stripe of spit up your neck with his rough tongue, your fists gripping the sides of his jersey as he nibbled and bit, his lips finally coming to enclose and suck around a certain spot as your breath hitched at how frenzied and sloppy he was being, drool practically running down your neck as he ravished, bit, and sucked over multiple areas.
you shoved your hands down his pants suddenly, and he choked in surprise as his hips thrusted forward, your fingers pumping and palming his hardened cock slowly as his breath shuddered against your neck.
âbaby...â he murmured.
âhm?â
âhow would you feel if i turned on the shower and fucked my cock in your pretty little cunt for a bit in there huh?âŠâ
a needy whimper slipped past your lips against his ear, and he grew weak.
âis that okayââ
âmore than okayââ
you squealed as he wasted no time in picking you up again and walking over to the showers, the both of you clumsily tearing off your clothes as megumi fumbled with the shower switch until luke warm water spritzed from aboveâ entrapping the both of you in a humid trance as megumi squeezed your bare thighs and ushered you to jump, you doing so immediately and wrapping your legs around his waist.
he stepped in and literally slammed the shower door shut, the two of you giggling a little as the soothing water washed over your panting bodies, the sight of his handsome bright face making your cheeks flush and bury your face in his neck in response.
he chuckled softly, gently setting your back against the wet tile wall before kissing you again and again, his mouth messy against your puffy lips as he tried to drink up all that you gave him, the tip of his cock slipping past your folds and brushing against your swollen clitâ each time making you squeak and jump.
you didnât care about anything, your mind reeling and just wanting megumiâs dick inside of you as soon as possible, knowing that youâd never really had sex before and literally not giving a single shit because it was himâ someone you trusted the most out of anyone in your life, and someone you wanted to give your all to no matter the circumstance.
he lined his fat tip then against your drooling hole.
âwait! wait the doorââ you gripped his shoulders for support. âthe door did you lock it?â
ânope.â
megumi pushed his cock in slowly and gently, your choked gasps and moans echoing inside the shower as his head fell to rest in the crook of your hickey covered neck, him groaning in ecstasy as your gummy warm pussy strangled his dick to the tightest degree, already previously so wet and gushy that it thankfully barely hurt you at all as he bottomed out.
âfuuuckkâ youâre warm.â he murmured, gripping your hips like a vice and softly caressing his thumb against your slippery skin to soothe youâ hoping (but not really), youâd maybe release the clutch your pussy had on his dick to stop him from already shooting his cum all over your insides like a loser.
he slowly drew his hips back and fucked into you again, you jolting at the force as you fumbled to keep your grip steady on his shoulders, his cock fucking thick and massive as his little curve poked deliciously at your cervix, him gradually increasing his pace as you shuddered over the quick pat pat patâs echoing through the walls.
âgâgumiii..â you whined.
âwhat baby?â he mumbled breathlessly, his eyes glued to where his dick connected with your hole as it slipped in and out lewdly, your pussy literally squelching and screaming for him with your bouncing tits in his face that made him clench his jaw in self restraintâ trying his hardest not to fucking ram into you like nothing and take you.
âyâyouâre biigg!â you hiccuped, your little gasps of breath enticing droplets of cum to leak out of his tip and ooze out of your little wet folds, megumi moaning at your words.
âyeah?â pat pat patâ âsâtoo much for you baby?â
he picked up the pace, on purpose as he meanly bounced you on his cock and shot his hips up against your pussy, his big heavy balls slapping against your ass and making your eyes fucking cross at the feeling.
âtell me you love me.â he panted. ânow.â
âiââ hic! âi love youââ
megumi grabbed your cheeks with his fingers and mushed them together, grinning deviously at the way your pouty lips pushed out cutely.
âhow much.â
âsâso- ah!â so much gumiââ
âmoreâ shit!â he choked, a particular squeeze from your abused cunt almost making him finish. âmâ more than anything?â
slap slap slapâ
âyâyes!ââ you could barely even speak due to the erotic hold he had on your face. âi love you i love you i loveââ
you squealed as he let go of your face, gave into his desires and rammed into you, both hands on your bruised hips as he gave your pussy no room to breathe with how fast he was shoving his fat cock inside of you, pounding and pummeling into your guts as your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you felt your release build up in your tummy.
âwhy were you asking me about the door earlier huh?â he panted. âyou donât want anyone to see how much of aâ thrust! âslut you are? your legs spread for me like this and your pretty pussy creaming on my dick?â
you whined and moaned so fucking loudly, it ringing through megumiâs ears like a wicked symphony.
he pinched your nipple when you didnât respond.
âanswer me.â
thrust thrust thrustâ
ânâno i didnât!â
âno?â
he gripped your neck and sloppily ran his mouth over yours, feeling his cum on the brink of shooting out.
âmâgonna cum inside.â
âinâ mmphf!â inside?â
âyou donât want it?â he let go of your neck. âcause i wonât give it to you if you donât want itââ
âi do i do!â you scrambled and cupped his cheeks, bringing his lips back in and kissing him messily.
âgive it to me gumi please!ââ hic! âeeekkk!â
hot sticky cum pumped out of his tip and into your gushy walls, your high making your toes curl as you creamed around his heavy cock feverishly, megumiâs entire body fucking shivering at the way your pussy felt like it was entirely made and molded for him.
he softly pumped himself inside and out of you, his mouth hung open in a daze as he watched his white cum slide out of your pretty hole and over his still connected dick, gently easing out after a minute and carefully setting you back downâ not completely though, as he knew youâd be sore as he leaned most if not all of your body weight against him.
you held each other in a tight embrace then, your heavy breaths trying to find its normal rhythm as the warm water continued to cascade down your bodies, comfortingly.
âwhy donât we have sex more often...â you mumbled.
he laughed softly, pecking the side of your head. âi was waiting for you to tell me baby. i didnât want to pressure you.â
âi was waiting for you to tell me.â you emphasized. âi didnât want to jump on you and just violate youââ
megumiâs chest vibrated as he laughed again, a cute boyish one that made you bite your lip.
âviolate me?â he murmured, an amused smile on his face. âiâd want you to.â
âyeah?â you tilted your head, and his cheeks grew hot.
âyeah.â
finally you and megumi were in sync again, going back into each otherâs routines as if the week long hiccup never happened, the both of you officially unraveling the aching knots in your chests that you hauled for seven tormenting days straightâ together and attached to the hip once again as he started picking you up for your seven am classes every morning like before, you going to his practices straight after, and spending your hours sleeping in his dark cozy room this time around, snoring your little life away so megumi could recover.
and eventually, the world series arrived.
âmy camera! my camera! my digital one did i bring it?!â
you flipped your purse upside down and dumped all of your things on the floorâ your lip combo, compact mirror, snacks, random receipts, and small perfume bottle rolling around on the ground until your digital camera was finally in view.
your best friend cackled as she crouched down and helped you pick up your things. âyou were taking pictures up megumiâs nose on the two hour drive over here yes you brought itââ
âi know i forgot iâm so nervous what if they lose what if someone fumbles what ifââ
you both stood as you rambled on and she placed both of her hands on your shoulders, shaking you. âcalm down! theyâll be fine! win or lose they still made it to the world series!â
the crowd roared much like the past two games, except much heavier, louder, more drilling as the music drummed through your body, the air windy but refreshing, and high pitched whistles echoing from around the stadium as everyone anticipated for the biggest game of the season.
you had lost count how many different news stations were here broadcasting the game, how many reporters you saw scrambling across the field trying to interview certain playersâ you too busy taking pictures of every single little thing and the both of you reapplying your lip liners over a million fucking timesâ even flagging down a crew member so you could take a picture with just your best friend, your backs to the camera showcasing the last names of your boyfriendâs on your jerseyâs.
and when the game officially commenced and the players all went out on the fieldâ megumi and his team did what they always do best, taking control of the scoreboard and earning runs like chump change as they worked professionally to take the trophy home, you constantly snapping pictures of megumi that your digital camera ran out of fucking storage before you even got the shot that you wanted.
eventually after a while of playing, it was megumiâs turn to hit.
âfuck! record for me please record! my camera ran out of storage oh my god use my phone please i love youââ
your best friend laughed as she took your phone from you and did what you asked, your hands on the railing and leaning over it as you anxiously watched him walk up to home plate and take position.
but instead of doing his usual faux swings and repositioned footing, megumi stepped to the side and turned his bat downward, you unable to tell what he was doing as his frame was blocking, his arm moving in various directions before he stepped back again on the home plate and repositioned himself.
your eyes trailed to the ground.
megumi had carved your initials in the dirt.
your girl friend gasped and cooed. ây/nnn!â
as megumi now did his faux swings, your bottom lip only wobbled as your eyes stayed trained to the carvings in the dirt, your heart skipping a thousand beats per minute as the thought of megumi thinking about you out there during one of the most important nights of his life, made you question repeatedly how you ever landed a man like him when all you do is talk and cry.
hit!
your eyes snapped up and you quickly wiped the corners of your eyes, megumi already running across the first two bases as the crowd roared.
âbring it home fushiguro!â
several of his teammates were cheering him on from the dugout, megumi running four runs with just one fucking hit?â
a grand slam.
and suddenly you were taken back to the day you noticed megumi for the first time, just like now with your doe eyes wide and cheeks pink, recognizing the only piece of baseball terminology you knew besides a home run.
except then he was just a stranger you were hopelessly in love with that knew how to play ball like no other.
now though, heâs a man you couldnât ever imagine your life without. and you didnât want to.
so as the game reached nine innings, megumiâs team running on the field in a bundle of absolute tears and yells and hollers that they won the world fucking series, all clustering together as they hoisted several players up on their shoulders, including megumiâ
you and your best friend instantly booked it down there in a fit of tears.
you had no time to get your personal belongings together as you sprinted across the field like your life fucking depended on it towards megumiâ him being put down by his teammates and him frantically looking around after until he spotted you, the brightest smile spreading across his face as he chucked his cap to the side and opened his arms out wide for you.
you jumped in and he spun you around, holding you tight as the screaming crowd surrounding you drowned itself out as you cried into megumiâs neck.
he pulled back, panting.
âdid you see how i did a grand slam?â
you nodded rapidly.
âi did it because i knew its the only thing you would recognize!â he yelled over the noise. âso you would feel included when we won!â
oh my god.
he still remembered when you told him that?
âguummiii! how did you even calculate that?!â you cried harder, and he laughed as he spread tiny kisses all over your teary face, his eyes glimmering with absolute unadulterated happiness and bliss, the reality of having the two things he wanted most in life settling into his mind.
megumi didnât really have a stance on religionâ whether the factor is real or not something he didnât really care about nor mind as he simply just chose to live.
but as he held you on the field, you crying for him and embracing him the way that you were, kissing him the way that you were, megumi only wanted to be covered in your favor. megumi only wanted to devote his entire life to you.
megumi only wanted to believe in you.
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Passing out in the middle of sex w/ the JJK men
Incl: Gojo, Geto, Nanami, Toji, Sukuna, Choso
Contains: fem reader, stomach bulge (geto's), rough sex, teasing, dirty talk, fluff, comfort, oral (f!receiving), multiple positions, hair pulling, masturbation, sugar baby!Toji, Virgin!Choso
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Gojo:
"Fuck- take my fucking cock baby, take that shit-" Gojo groaned in your ear, his hands gripping your hair, right against your scalp, as he gave you the meanest fucking backshots, bullying his fat cock into your cunt.
Tears streamed down the sides of your flushed cheeks, soaking into the sheets your face was pressed into. Gojo's body was hunched over yours, his hand pressing into the sheets on the side of your body, giving him the perfect leverage to keep himself up while he fucked you nice and deep.
"Sa-toruuu-" You cried, your moans coming out strangled and choked from the way his cock was assaulting your sweet spot so deep inside you. "What is it? Talk to me, baby." Gojo cooed, sucking in a breath through his teeth when he felt your cunt clench tightly around him as his tip hit a particularly sensitive spot inside you.
"S-slow down p-pleasee~" You tried to beg, the words spilling from your lips being barely distinguishable from how slurred they were. Gojo giggled, followed by his hand gripping your hair tighter, making your scalp ache. "I dont think I will..." Gojo cooed, pretending to pout when you cried harder in response.
"You were rubbin' all up on me, interrupting my phone call with Nanamin because you wanted my cock so bad. Now you're cryin' about how it's too much?" Gojo said, scrunching his eyebrows at you in faux sympathy. "Nah, you're gonna take it, sorry mama I really am." He finished, emphasizing his words with a harsh thrust into your cunt.
Your hands dug into the pillow you were holding on to for dear life as he sped up his thrusts, rolling his hips just right so he was obliterating your g-spot, making you see stars in your vision. You tried to beg and cry for reprive, but Gojo was not listening at all, his hand shoving your face harder against the pillow instead as he silently told you to shut up and take it.
Gojo's cock always made you see stars and feel dizzy, but something was different this time. Your vision started to trickle more and more with those fuzzy black dots as he fucked you closer and closer to your orgasm, your eyes struggling to stay in their sockets as they rolled back continuously in your head.
"You cumming baby? You just got so much tighter, fuck!" Gojo groaned, his hand letting up on shoving your head down slightly so he could lean back and rub your clit with the hand that was holding you up. The sneaky thing slinking between your legs and rubbing quick circles against your bud caught you off guard, resulting in a loud cry being ripped from your lungs, making Gojo laugh as you spasmed on his cock, your orgasm taking you by surprise as it wracked your body with tremors.
You opened your mouth in a silent cry as you came, and before you knew it, you were out cold. Your arms going limp under the pillow, your eyes rolling back before they shut completely as you blacked out. "F-fuck-" Gojo hadn't noticed that you passed out, only seconds after he felt your cunt spasm around him, he released your head and placed his hand on your ass, gripping the fat as he pulled out of your pussy, his other hand immediately wrapping around his cock, jerking himself off hastily as he groaned through his orgasm, hot ropes of cum landing all over your ass and back, as Gojo decorated your skin so prettily with his seed.
Your body still trembled in your sleep, but your breathing had evened out. If not for Gojo's hand on your ass, you would've fallen on your side completely. "Shiiiiit, so fucking pretty." Gojo laughed through the last shocks of his orgasm, wringing his cock out over your ass as he made sure he painted your skin with every last drop of his cum.
"You're so quiet baby, you alright?" Gojo asked, tilting his head to the side as he tried to get a better look at your face. Usually, you whined or something when he came all over you, the sensation of his cum on your back making your body jolt in surprise--something. "Baby?" He started to get worried, tucking his cock into his sweats quickly he leaned over you, his hand sliding up your body.
The second Gojo wasn't holding you up anymore, you collapsed against the sheets, your chest rising and falling steadily as you slept. "Oh shit, came so hard you passed out?" Gojo smiled softly, scooping your body into his arms effortlessly. Gojo relaxed when your head tipped limply against his naked chest, your breath tickling his skin. "Maybe I did go too hard, sorry baby~" Gojo cooed, kissing your forehead.
"Alright~ Upsiedasiesy~ Let's go get you cleaned up you drama queen." Gojo smiled to himself, lifting you off the bed as he carried you to the bathroom to clean you up all nice so you didn't wake up a sticky mess in the morning. You were already going to beat his ass in the morning for not listening to you when you told him to slow down, it was the least he could do. Satoru listened to you during sex after that. For the most part.
Geto:
Geto had you in the meanest mating press, your legs over his shoulders, body folded over on itself as he leaned his large frame over yours, slowly but roughly fucking his massive cock into your cunt, stretching you out. Geto was obsessed with watching your eyes roll back in your head each time he thrust his dick to the hilt inside you, his ego swelling each time your face scrunched in painful pleasure from the sheer size of him.
"You feel me in there baby? Feel me in 'ur fuckin' stomach?" Geto groaned, his hand sliding between the two of you to press harshly against your stomach, feeling his cock through your pelvis. Your eyes shot open in alarm, the feeling of his cock being ten times more intense as your g-spot was now forced down to meet his cock.
"S-suguru d-dont press there!!" You tried to tell him, your hands around his neck digging into his skin, sure to leave angry red marks all over his back from your nails. "Su-suguuu!!" You cried. Each time he pulled his cock out and fucked it back inside you it felt like your guts were falling out, your body molding around him when he thrust back inside as he made room for his stupidly large cock.
"But it feels so fucking good-" He groaned, pulling his lip between his teeth as he felt his cock thrust inside you from the outside of your body. "Cmon sweet girl, look~" Geto grabbed your arm, pulling it off of his back, your nails scratching his skin in the process as he let up the pressure of his hand on your tummy, placing your hand where his once was before he pressed his over yours, returning the pressure as he made you feel his cock through your skin.
"You feel that? I'm so deep huh?" Geto cooed against your lips, feeling your rapid breaths tickle against them as you basically hyperventilated from how intense it felt. "Y-yes I feel it- fuck!" You whined, your head tipping back into the pillow, your eyes rolling back in your head, your lids following, shutting around them.
Geto kept your hand pressed there as he leaned forward, sucking hickeys into your neck, his hips fucking faster into you when he felt like your pussy was loosened enough. "Ah- ah- ah-" He fucked short, desperate cries from your lungs with each thrust, your fingers tangling in his long hair, gripping against the strands for dear life.
Your legs ached from the position as he pummeled your cunt, giving you deep thrusts as he pulled his cock out almost entirely before thrusting it back into you. "Sugu- It's too deep- too much-" You cried against his ear, your face only flushing redder and redder the longer he fucked into you.
"Shhh, you can take it, just let me give it to you princess, let me fuck you like this." He whispered back, his breath tickling your neck as he spoke, his lips going back to suck against your neck as he disregarded your words. You cried on his cock all the time, complaining about how it was 'too much' but you never meant it, always complaining and asking why he stopped when he actually did slow down, so why would it be any different this time?
"N-no Sugu reallyyy- t-too much-" You tried to whimper out, your eyes squeezing together tightly as the pressure in your stomach became too much. The pleasure was overwhelming, and his weight pressing against you was overbearing, your body couldn't take it anymore. Your jaw dropped in a gasp right before your body went limp, your mind going completely blank as you passed out, mid stroke.
Your hand loosening in his hair and falling limply against the sheets was all he needed to know something wasn't right. Within seconds of you passing out, Geto pulled his head back from your neck to look at your face, noticing how relaxed it was as your head laid to the side against his pillow. He stopped his thrusts completely, his eyebrows raising in surprise as he let your legs fall from his shoulders, his hand caressing your cheek.
"Baby?" Geto spoke, shaking your head softly, your head jostling limply in his hold. He pulled his cock out of you that instant, his thighs straddling your hips as he cradled your face in both of his hands, shaking a little harder as he tried to wake you up. "Cmon pretty, wake up for me." He mumbled to himself, tapping his fingers against your cheek.
He sighed in relief when you stired awake, gaining your consciousness. "There you are." He smiled, his cock still throbbing hard pointing upwards as he crawled off of you, sliding to the side of your body, running his hands over your cheeks. "You passed out on me baby." He explained when you looked at him slightly confused, your face instinctually leaning into his touch.
He lifted your body with ease from under your arms, making you sit on his thighs, facing him. You leaned forward onto his chest, your shaky body absorbing his body heat. "Asshole..." You mumbled into his skin, wrapping your arms under his, your hands resting on his back. His cock twitched when it was pressed against your stomach, but he did his best to ignore it. "I told you it was too much." You chastized, hiding your face in his chest as you blushed in embarrassment, you cant belive you actually just fucking passed out during sex.
"I'm sorry baby, I didn't know you were serious." He said, trying to hold back his giggles as he soothingly rubbed his hands over your back. "Asshole, asshole, asshole, asshole." You repeated, one of your hands sliding out from his arm to weakly slap at his naked chest, your blush only growing deeper. You wished you would pass out again to excape how embarrassing this was.
"I know, I know. I'm an asshole." He agreed, pressing his lips together as he looked down at you fondly as you took your anger out on him. He knew you were embarrassed, so if this is what made you feel better so be it. The fact that he was still hard only added to your irritation, your face feeling as hot as the sun as you smacked him harder, "Pervert, pervert, pervert, pervert." You groaned, your chant switching between the two.
"I'm sorry, I can't help it." He laughed, squeezing tightly around your body, pressing your arms flush to his body so you couldn't hit him anymore. You blushed furiously and helplessly against him as your body was restrained by his sheer strength. "Are you okay baby? Seriously." He asked, tipping his head to the side as he looked at you, his hand stroking over your head. "I-I'm fine." You blushed at his sudden demeanor change.
"Good, also I think we might want to establish a safeword from now on." He added, your eyes darting around the room as he leaned down to press a kiss to the top of your head. You hummed in agreement, still trying to recover from the massive hit to your pride passing out had done to it.
"Let's get you cleaned up, yeah? I'll run you a bath and make you some tea, okay? Sound good princess?" Geto asked, his large hands running over the expanse of your back, making your body relax against his unconsciously as you nodded against him, feeling your eyelids grow heavy with sleep.
Nanami:
"Mmm..." Nanami moaned against your clit, shaking his head back and forth along your folds while he sucked your clit between his lips, his tongue flicking against it in his mouth. "Fff-uck!!" You cried, your thighs squeezing around his head as he ate you out like a man starved.
Your hands dug into his hair tightly, your nails raking against his scalp to ground yourself, Nanami's long fingers curled right against your sweet spot inside you, his quick thrusts only adding to the already loud squelching coming from between your legs, making the tips of your ears turn red in embarrassment. You fought your head to stay down, looking at Nanami, you didn't want to miss the sight of your gorgeous husband eating you out.
It's not like it was a rare occurrence, Nanami ate you out every single time before the two of you had sex, but it was a sight to behold every single time. You never got tired of the sight of his lidded eyes staring at yours, the entire half of his lower face covered in your slick, his usually uniform hair being strewn in every direction as you ruffled the strands, your hands pushing his bangs out of his face to get a better view of him.
One of Nanami's hands was pressed between his body and the bedsheets as he jerked himself off while he ate you out, unable to ignore the throbbing pleasure in his cock he got from tasting you. He stroked his cock to the pace of his fingers inside you, trying to mimic the way your cunt felt around him.
"Oh fuck- Nanami right there-" You moaned, your jaw dropping in a small o when he sucked your clit just right, his fingers stabbing into your spot simultaneously, causing the most delicious pleasure to wrack through your body. Your back arched as you pressed Nanami's head agaisnt your pussy, keeping him in that exact spot that had you seeing stars. "Fuck don't stop- k-keep sucking my clit I'm gonna cum-" You gasped, your words coming out breathily as you threw your head back, your eyes screwed shut from the pleasure.
Nanami groaned into your folds, his hand jerking faster over his cock when he felt your cunt pulse faster around his fingers. "Nggghhhh-" You whined as the pleasure took over your body, your thighs snapping shut around your husbands head as he continued to suck your clit into his mouth, his fingers fucking into you as he worked your though your orgasm.
Your body jerked forward, hands digging into his hair as you cried out his name as you felt your release squirt into his mouth. Nanami drank up all of you hungrily, his tongue lapping at the base of his fingers when you started to come down from your high, his adam's apple bobbing as he greedily swallowed up all of your cum.
"Good girl, good fucking girl." Nanami groaned against your clit, his voice coming out hoarse. You whined as his fingers continued thrusting inside of you, his hand still jerking quickly over his cock. You thought he was going to stop after you came, but you quickly realized after trying to push his head away to no avail, that that was not the case. Nanami was in one of his moods, and he was not done eating your pussy quite yet.
"Fuck- Ken waitttt- It's sensitive Kento-" You cried, your hands pushing at his head harder, trying to get him to let up. His hand that was jerking himself off shot out from under him to grab at both of your wrists, pushing them off of his head as he gripped them over your pelvis, his eyes shooting daggers at you.
You whined, your body thrashing and jerking in oversensitivity as he kept fucking you, continuing the same rough pace as before, your poor clit being assaulted by his ruthless tongue as he battered at it. "Oh g-oddd-" You groaned, your face scrunched in the overwhelming pleasure as he fucked you quickly towards another orgasm.
You thought the black dots that started to speckle your vision were because of your impending orgasm, but you would be sorely mistaken. Your entire body tensed before it relaxed against the sheets, your head fell back against the pillow, your hands loosened in Nanami's hair, and your thighs relaxed with the rest of your body as you fell unconcious.
Nanami's eyes were screwed shut as he shook his head back and forth, but they peeled open when he noticed how your body relaxed at once. He was met with your peaceful-looking face as your body laid slack agaisnt the sheets. He quickly raised from between your thighs, wiping your cum from his mouth with the back of his hand he reached over you and caressed your face, calling your name repeatedly.
It didn't take much for you to come to, you were only out for maybe a total of thirty seconds. You awoke to Nanami's body hovering over yours, his flushed face staring at yours with concern. "Hey there." He smiled when you fully opened your eyes. The first thing you noticed was how sore you felt between your legs, your face scrunching in discomfort.
"I'm sorry, that was too much wasn't it?" Nanami immediately apologized, his face softening as he caressed your sleepy-looking face. "I- I didn't know I was going to pass out, I'm sorry." You replied, looking away from his gaze. Sure, it did feel intense, but nothing more than you haven't felt before.
"Don't apologize sweet thing, it was my fault, I should be more careful. I got carried away." Nanami said honestly. Your shaky hands reached up to wrap around his neck, pulling his face down to meet your own. His lips met yours in a soft kiss, full of love and compassion, before you pulled away, looking at him with a red face.
"I'm okay, It's alright Ken." You reassured, rubbing your fingers over his undercut, making him practically purr. He sighed in relief before his body was pressing against yours, his arms wrapping under your body. "You had me worried. Never passed out on me before." Nanami spoke into the crook of your neck, pressing light kisses into the skin there.
You giggled, wrapping your arms tighter around his neck, keeping him tightly against you. "Kento." You spoke after a couple seconds, making him hum into your neck. "You're really hard. I can feel it on my leg." You whispered, blushing at your own words. Nanami cleared his throat before he spoke, his head pulling up from your neck to look at your face, "Ah, sorry. Ignore that, I'll go take care of it." He said, the tips of his ears turning red.
You pulled him back down towards you when he tried to get up to take care of his little problem. "That's not what I meant." You said, looking into his eyes while you bit your lip. "I uh... I'm up to keep going if you want. You haven't even put it in yet." You said, running your fingers up the back of his head, sending goosebumps down his spine.
"I don't know if that's a good idea..." Nanami said softly, trying to ignore how hard his cock twitched in his sweats at the proposition. "Ken I'm okay I promise. Please? I want you inside me." You whispered, wrapping your legs around his hips. Those words were all he needed to hear. Looking between your bodies before he pressed his clothed cock agaisnt your cunt, he looked back up at you before he spoke, "Are you sure?"
You humped your hips up to meet his as you nodded, "I'm sure, please." You said once more, moaning softly when his tip bumped against your sensitive clit. With a sigh, Nanami leaned forward, hovering his lips right above yours, "Alright... I'll be careful."
Toji: cw: toji keeps going after you pass out, breeding kink
"Dirty fuckin' girl, pussy is fuckin' swallowing up my cock," Toji growled, yanking your hips back to meet his, his heavy balls slapping against your clit roughly, making you whine in painful pleasure. You arched your back, throwing your ass against him to meet his thrusts, your hands against the sheets holding yourself up giving you the perfect leverage to fuck yourself on his cock.
"Fuck Toji- Harder- give it to me harder-" You begged, biting your lip as your eyes crossed at his cock pounding against your g-spot, his fat tip absolutely obliterating it. "Anything for my favorite client~" Toji groaned, smirking at your shameless show of your need for him, his hips pulling back further as he fucked all 8 inches into you faster, pulling out to the tip before he bullied it back inside you.
"Ohmygoddd-" You whined, your cunt gushing around him as he fucked you just how you liked, his hands sneaking under your body to rub at your clit, adding to your pleasure. "How's that feel mama? Am I giving it to you good? You like when I fuck you hard like this?" Toji cooed, groaning through his words. You fucking loved how filthy his mouth was.
Toji wasn't quiet outside of the bedroom, but he wasn't exactly a man of many words. During sex, however--this beast of a man got pussy drunk on you quick every single time, the feeling of your familiar tight, wet walls around him never failing to make his lips loose, filth spilling from his lips without a second thought the second they popped into his fucked out head.
"Yes T-toji, feels so good- you're s-so deep-" You whined back, feeling tears start to well up in your eyes. Toji groaned at your words, his finger rubbing faster across your clit, his movements becoming sloppy as your words worked him up to no end. Toji would never admit it out loud, but he had a major praise kink. He could feel his cock leak pre-cum every time you told him how good his cock felt inside you.
"Yeah, pretty girl? Feels that good? You fucking love this dick huh?" He babbled, sucking air in through his teeth when you clenched around him. "Yes Tojiiii, love it so much- fucking love your dick- g'na make me cum-" You cried, your words coming out slurred. Toji loved how easy it was to make you cum, your body was so sensitive to his every touch it drove him up the fucking walls.
"Good girl, this fucking dick loves you too." Toji laughed through a groan. "'M gonna cum with you pretty girl, where do you want it, hm? Where do you want my c-cum? he added, feeling his cock twitch inside your cunt with his impending release.
"I-Inside inside please- cum inside me-" You babbled, the upper half of your body falling against the sheets as your arms gave out. Toji's body chased yours, his hands planting on the sides of your body on the bed as he humped his cock into you, his fingers not letting up on your clit as he rubbed small quick circles into the little bud.
You felt so dizzy with his cologne filling up your nose with his proximity. He hooked his fingers into your already open mouth as he gave you hard, deep thrusts, fucking you both toward your orgasms. "Yeah? Want me to fill you up? Cum deep inside your tight little cunt?" Toji groaned against the shell of your ear. "Might knock you up, bet you'd like that though huh? Bet it makes you feel all hot jus' thinkin' about it, can feel your pussy tryna' milk my cock right now." He babbled.
You didnt even have time to respond before you were gasping agaisnt his fingers, your eyes rolling back in your head as his cock fucked your orgasm out of you, his hips rolling into your ass, the tip of his cock massaging against your sweet spot so perfectly, making your eyes roll back in your head. "Oh shit- so fucking tight-" Toji groaned as you came around him, your pussy spasming around him.
You severely underestimated how hard your orgasm was. Barely three seconds into it and you were blacking out, your arch falling as you fell limply against the sheets, Toji's hips chasing yours as he continued fucking into you with reckless abandon. "Oh shit, did'ya pass out, pretty?" Toji groaned, his hands pressing into the sheets next to your body as he continued humping into your warm cunt, his eyes taking in the sight of your relaxed face.
"Shit-" Toji laughed, feeling a whole new wave of arousal wracks through him, "You don't mind if I finish right? 'M so fucking close~" He cooed at you as you breathed steadily against the sheets, your cunt still sucking him in as tightly as it was while you were awake. Toji smirked as he picked up his pace, his cock pistoning in and out of you with loud squelches. "Yeah, you don't mind. Such a good girl for me, always so fucking good." He praised, feeling himself on the edge.
"Fuck- I'm cumming princess, gonna fill you up just how you w-wanted. Sorry, you're not awake to f-feel it. There's gonna be so fucking much." He babbled, his hips losing their rhythm inside you right before he came. Your body jostled limply as he used your cunt to get himself off, his hips stilling agaisnt your ass as he shot rope after rope of his hot cum inside you, groaning loudly through his teeth as he did so.
"Yeah take that fucking load- goddd. Suck me so good even when you're out. Heh." he huffed out a laugh as he rolled his hips agaisnt your ass, making sure he gave you every last drop of his cum. He let himself relish in the feeling of your warm walls spasming around him for a few seconds longer before he pulled out, his cum chasing his cock as it dripped out of your tight hole, dribbling down your pussy.
Sitting back on his heels, he scooped his cum up with his fingers before he shoved them inside you, making sure his cum stayed nice and deep in your pussy. "Guess I gotta wake you up now, huh?" Toji said to himself, his eyes taking in how peaceful you looked. "Time to get up sleeping beauty. Daddy needs his payment." He said half joking as he crawled up your body and slapped your cheek softly before following it up with a gently rub, trying to wake you up.
Sukuna: cw: heian era true form sukuna, monsterfucking, rough sex, cervix fucking, degradation, stomach bulge, misogyny if you squint, squirting, semi-soft Sukuna at the end
"That's the best you can do? Your reputation does not precede you, I thought you could take cock with no problem, hm? Should I have chosen someone else?" Sukuna teased, pouting as you struggled to ride his massive cock, your hands jerking his second cock in tandem as you tried to bounce on the other.
Sukuna had never picked up a girl from a whorehouse before, but with your reputation running rampant across the village he resided in about how well you supposedly took cock, he decided to give it a shot. He was only teasing when he said he should've chosen someone else. You were easy on the eyes, and he would be lying if he said he didn't love watching a pretty girl struggle on his cock.
Usually, he would be fed up with this slow, weak pace, but he was in no rush today, so he decided to have a little fun with you. "I've n-never taken someone as big as you m-my lord." You whined, your hands squeezing around his tip harder when his cock hit your cervix painfully as you sat down on it.
"No? Is that why you're being such a crybaby?" He asked, tilting his head at you as he watched fat tears roll down your rosy cheeks, mixing with the sweat beading on your neck. His eyes watched how your tits bounced as you rode him, only taking in about half of his cock as the whole thing proved to be too painful.
"Fuckkk-" You groaned, ignoring his words as you tried to focus on taking his cock the best you could. Sukuna sat back agaisnt his throne, two inhuman arms spread over the armrests on his throne, two placed on your thighs, his long nails digging into your thighs as you rode him.
The slow pace was annoying, sure, but it was doing something for him to watch your face twist in painful pleasure as you fucked him. "L-lord Sukuna, P-please, a little help please-" You whined, feeling your legs start to ache from riding him for so long, your stomach starting to cramp from how deep he was inside you.
"How shameless." He tsked, "We just met, you fuck me at the pace of a snail, and now you dare to ask me for help? What terrible manners." He chastised before his strong hands pulled you down against him completely, his cock fucking into your cunt as deep as it could go, his tip knocking painfully against your cervix.
You cried out in pain, the sound sending blood rushing to his cock, a sinister smile spreading across his face as he watched you writhe on top of him, your hands leaving his second cock to press over the bulge in your tummy, your jaw dropped in awe. "It's deep huh? I can see it poking through your skin." Sukuna growled before his hands slit to your waist and used the leverage he had there to fuck you on his cock like his own personal cocksleve.
"S-sukunaa!! L-ord Sukuna p-please! It's too much!" You cried, your hands grabbing his thick wrists as he fucked you at an inhuman pace--fitting. Sukuna looked at you almost disgusted, confused, you couldn't tell through the tears blurring your vision. "What a selfish girl." He growls. "I thought you wanted help? But now it's too much? Make up your mind, dumb woman."
You could do nothing but cry and scream as he impaled you on his cock. You've never felt anything like how you were feeling right now, it was so intense. You swore the second you walked out of here, you were going to go straight to the infirmary to check if he had punctured your stomach open, because it sure as hell felt like it.
"And now she can't even talk, how pathetic." Sukuna tsked, looking at you with a face full of disappointment. You could barely register the small sinister smirk spreading across his face before you felt the reason for his demeanor change on your body. Looking down you saw a mouth the size of a small child had manifested on his stomach, and a thick tongue was poking out between the lips to lick at your pussy.
"H-huh!?" You yelped in surprise when the tongue battered harshly against you, sending sparks through your tummy. "Surely you'll be able to move your hips now, hm? This spot here makes women so sensitive." Sukuna cooed, watching how the tongue on his stomach emphasized his words by trying to focus on your clit. The attempt proved to be a little difficult from the size difference of your small clit to his tongue, but you seemed to be enjoying yourself nonetheless.
"Wait- w-wait please p-lease wait-" you cried, the feeling of his tongue quickly becoming overwhelming. The cock not inside you was dripping pre-cum all over the outside of your tummy, the appendage having a strong curve as his tip was being rubbed against your skin. Before Sukuna could spew more mean words, a clear liquid was being sprayed across his abdomen, making his eyes open in surprise.
Sukuna had never seen anything like it before. The liquid dripped down his cock, and all over his abdomen, some of it even landing on the stomach mouth as he lapped it up greedily, tasting the liquid. While Sukuna was still taking in this new sight, your body collapsed limply against his chest, his hands freezing in place as he looked down at your smaller frame agaisnt him, breathing peacefully unconscious as if you weren't currently tending to him.
"You're kidding me," Sukuna growled, the prominent vein in his forehead popping out as he ran his hand through his hair, sighing at the current predicament. "Human women are so weak." He sighed, continuing to rake his eyes over your frame as you slept without a care in the world against him. "I have no interest in fooling around with a sleeping person. So boring." He said, his lip raising in untinerest.
His cock was still hard inside of you, his mind still replaying what had happened moments before you passed out so selfishly. How could you expose him to something like that then pass out? He wanted to see it again. His eyes studied your face, and after some time he found himself thinking you looked almost cute.
He didn't recognize the feeling, chalking it up to amusement as one of his large hands rested on your lower back. his eyes finally looking away from your frame as he looked around the empty room around him. "You better wake up soon, girl. I'm not done with you." Sukuna growled, relaxing against his throne as he waited for his little plaything to awaken.
Choso:
"Fuck- oh god this feels so good-" Choso cried, humping his big cock desperately and sloppily inside your cunt. Choso was a virgin prior to your interaction now, and you had somehow convinced him to let you take his virginity from him. You had always been attracted to the half-curse, so you thought this was a brilliant idea.
What you hadn't accounted for, was the possibility that this innocent man had a horse cock between his thighs. Choso had thought there was something wrong with his equipment when you stared at his cock like it was something foreign after he pulled it out of his pants. "I-is there something wrong?" He had asked insecurely.
Your eyes merely dragged up to meet his eyes slowly, the awestruck look still on your face, your jaw dropped in a small o shape as you stared at him incredulously. When you told him his cock was the biggest you'd ever seen, he looked almost confused, proceeding to ask you if that was a good thing. Choso clearly had no idea how big he was, and he definitely had no idea how to use it.
He was so oblivious to how much damage his dick was currently doing to your pussy. You briefly taught him how to stretch you out on his fingers, but even as thick as they were--they did little to prepare you for the girth and length of his cock. You bit your bottom lip as you tried to conceal your moans, trying your best to instruct Choso how to fuck you correctly.
His reckless, sloppy thrusting did feel good nonetheless, but you knew with a cock his size--that it could feel even better if he fucked you with some sort of a technique. "C-choso- a-aim your hips up when you t-thrust inside me," You whined, your hands reaching down to grab his hips and pull them towards you, trying to give him some direction. "L-like this?" Choso asked, thrusting into you at a new angle, the tip of his cock pistoning straight into your sweet spot.
You sighed out in sweet relief at how good it felt. "Yes~ Fuck yes, right there Choso, keep fucking me right there, just like t-that," You praised, your eyes rolling back in your head as it fell back against the pillow. You allowed Choso to have his way with your body as your relaxed against the sheets.
It was a smart move on your end to suck Choso off and make him cum once before he fucked you, he was lasting longer than you thought he would for a virgin. "God- It's so tight. Is it always this tight?" He asked, staring between where the two of you were connected, beads of sweat rolling down the sides of his face.
"Mhmm- y-yeah." You answered, only half listening to his question as he fucked you just right, his fat cock hitting all the right spots inside you. "It's so warm too... I love this, I love fucking you like this. I- I don't want this to end." He babbled honestly, quickly becoming pussy drunk as his eyes searched for yours. You looked down at him, meeting his desperate, puppy-like gaze.
Smiling at his sweet face, you placed your hands on his cheeks and pulled him towards you, your lips grazing against his. "Me neither Choso, keep fucking me. Your cock feels s-so good inside me." You whispered against his lips, resulting in a whine from the dark-haired man before you pressed your lips to his, swallowing up all his gasps and whines.
He kissed you sloppily, but his beginner technique felt good as he tried to copy you, licking into your mouth, and tangling his tongue with yours. "This feels good," He pulled away to moan aginst your lips before leaning back in to continue making out with you.
His honesty made you hot all over, you don't think you've ever been with a guy as verbal and sweet as Choso. "So good Cho, you're doing so good." You groaned against his lips, seeing stars behind your eyes each time he fucked his cock inside you.
He pulled back from the kiss as he placed leaned back on his heels, pulling your thighs over his as he fucked into you in the new position. This position allowed his cock to fuck straight into your g-spot, making you cry out loudly for him. "Holy fuck-" You groaned, your eyes rolling back in your head at how intense it felt.
Choso groaned at your response, his face heating up at the feeling of your walls squeezing around him tighter at this new angle. While the curse took in how your body moved and bounced under him, his eyes latched onto a small pearl-looking thing right above the hole he was fucking into, the bead being covered slightly with a flap of skin.
The sudden urge to touch it came over him as he reached out for it, "Can I touch right here?" He asked. Before you were able to look down at what he was referring to, you felt his thumb on your clit, the pad of it rubbing along the nub with pinpoint accuracy. The added sensation of him touching your clit made you scream out for him.
The fact that this half-curse had manifested less than a year ago, was currently losing his virginity, and had found your clit with such ease, better than most people you've had who weren't virgins and had been alive for however many years-- sent you spiraling. "Fuck Cho w-wait-" You tried to warn him it was too much, but it was too late.
Your vision went blurry and your head spun as little black dots clouded your vision before you blacked out, falling unconscious in the middle of him fucking into you and harshly rubbing at your clit. "H-huh?" Choso stopped moving when he looked down and noticed your limp body. He called out you name, and to no avail, not even a twitch of response from your out-cold body.
He stayed inside of you, frozen in place as he tried to think of what to do. "A-are you okay?" He asked, his hand shaking the side of your body gently, your body jiggling with his touch. "I don't know what to do..." He mumbled, looking around the room like the walls would come to life and give him guidance.
"Hey, you okay?" He repeated again, leaning over your body to shake your face, his cock still snug inside you. You winced and groaned as you came to, your eyes cracking open once more. You were met with Choso smiling softly at you, looking relieved. "You fell asleep. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do. Are you okay?" He asked, keeping his hand on your face, rubbing the sweat from your skin.
"Fuck... Choso I'm sorry, I bet I scared you huh?" You said apologetically, your hand cupping over his as you rubbed the back of his hand. Choso pouted before he responded, "Don't be sorry, I was a little startled, but I think that was my fault." He said, a light blush dusting across his cheeks. "Does that normally happen?" He asked, tipping his head at you.
You laughed, your hand caressing down his arm. "Not usually no, it's definitely never happened to me before, you're dick is just too good Cho." You giggled, watching how embarrassed he got when you said that. "I-I don't know." He said, looking away from your face in embarrassment--he really was oblivious.
"No?" You teased, purposefully squeezing your cunt around his cock, making him hiss at the sensation, his eyes fluttering shut. "Why don't you fuck me some more, hm? I'll tell you all about how good your cock makes me feel." You whisper teasingly, your hand coming up to stroke his cheek, pushing his stray hair away from his face.
"Is that okay?" He asked hesitantly, "What if you pass out again?" Choso swallowed all the saliva in his dry mouth, feeling himself throb inside your walls. He really did want to keep going, but he was afraid of you passing out again. "It's okay, just take it easy, and maybe don't touch my clit for now." You added, laughing, making him blush as he nodded in understanding.
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