Oh, Who Is She? (f1 Driver!megumi X Fem!reader)

oh, who is she? (f1 driver!megumi x fem!reader)

megumi was the latest and the hottest f1 driver in the paddock this year. with a world title in his pocket, he got offers left and right, but things have been complicated since he moved from first driver in one of the most prominent teams, to a reserve driver.

when things were tough he could always count on his favourite media manager to make his day okay. bad race? y/n. bad day? y/n. he would find a reason to see you, to be touched by you to hear your voice. he would intentionally crash the car so you would patch him up in the motorhome, in that tiny driver's suit with all the other engineers and drivers and team principals around.

"shh, do you want people to know that you're a little slut?" megumi whispered behind your ears. his hands pressed against your hips as you bent over to the small work out table. your ass pressed firmly against him as you moaned again. you quickly put your free hand on your mouth, biting it, sucking it— doing anything to be quiet.

"so good, so tight..." he whimpered. he looked down at your figure, bent down, your back arching as your nails scratched the table. those quiet whimpers that left your mouth only for the two of you to hear. you twitched when he slapped your ass, "so pretty, so pretty." he mumbled kissing your spine as he slid in and thrusted so deep in you.

"megumi!" you moaned out, he laughed as his hand slowly traced your body. trailing from your hips to your stomach, to your boobs where he pinched your nipple— making you shake as the knot in your stomach tightened— his long slender hands gripped your throat.

"mine." he growled against your ear before thursting back into you. his long, deep thurts making your knees bent as his hands gripped you tighter, preventing you from falling over. your legs shook as you moaned again, "wait, wait, i'm coming too." he panted in your ears.

your entire body vibrated as you came on his thick, long cock. the sight of you all messed up and freshly fucked made him all hard again. he looked down to where his dick was still placed on your ass, both of your come dripping down his thighs and to the floor. you turned around slowly.

his jet black hair was sweaty, his pale face was flushed with a pink hue and his lips slightly parted where saliva dripped down the slight corner. you felt your cunt throb at his scene as he lowered his face to kiss you again. you wrapped your hands around his neck before he pushed you back down on your knees.

"should i make you clean up your mess?" his low, domineering voice spoke as he caressed your jaw. you closed your eyes feeling his touch, taking a brief break before his hands roughly grabbed a handful of your hair making you look up at him. "clean. your. mess. y/n." each of his words made your cunt flutter.

you leaned down, licking the come off of his thighs, then his calfs, and then his dick. licking ever little drop clean as he groans. you stare at him with big doe eyes before you shoot him a smile.

"so pretty," he whispered, placing the tip of his dick on your lips. you grabbed it with both of your hands, making your large hands look small as you held the twelve inches. you kissed the tip, kissed the veins, the edges, he groaned, pulling your hair roughly, "y/n dont tease, fuck."

and with no warning, he shoved himself in your mouth. he pushed so far to the back of your throat where the tears formed in your eyes, you massaged the part of the long dick that didnt fit inside your mouth as you looked up. he threw his head back, thrusting his hips into your mouth as your teeth slightly grazed on his dick.

he moaned looking down at you, "such a slut. but," he moaned, "but, so so good." he whimpered, his movements getting sloppy as he held the workout table for support. with one big thrust that made you gag, he came all over your mouth and face. he took a few deep breaths before he looked down at you, his cum covering your face as a few droplets dripped down your chin.

"filthy girl..." he whispered, wiping your face with a towel as he kissed you, his tounge tasting every inch of your mouth.

"says the guy who was in the grovel." you joked, making him glare at you.

"i have to punish you for that foul tounge." he paused, wearing his black fireproofs as his eyes checked you out, bent over picking up your clothes before wearing them swiftly. "hotel. 9pm. be late, and you won't get to finish."

part two soon!!

nerd!megumi x fem reader part two

since the storage room incident, you kept getting distracted in class. looking away, zoning out, picturing megumi's hand choking the living hell out of you as he pounded into you like he was tearing you in half, doddling. you were a mess.

but then again, who wouldn't be? this was megumi fucking fushiguro. who finger-fucked you in the storage room right after the both of you got in trouble for breaking in the mens dorm. huh.

you stood in front of the parking lot waiting for your friend - inumaki, to pick you up but as usual, he's late. always getting under people's skirt and at the end making you walk home in fourteen degree celcius. you sighed, taking your phone out, but before you could turn it on, in the midst of the darkness a face appeared behind you. yelped you turned to see megumi.

"oh, sweet luke!" you sighed, putting your hands over your chest. "megumi! you fucking scared me!" you said, practically panting. you stared at him, now in a much less unflatering lighting but he still looks so fucking good. his raven locks fell in front of his black rimmed glasses, his sleeves were rolled up and his veiny forearm were a sight for sore horny eyes. his tie was rather loose and laid low in his neck and his silver chain shined in your eyes from the light reflection. those beautiful black slacks with the absolute epitome of playboy black nikes didn't help either.

"what are you doing here so late? it's almost seven p.m." he said, checking his watch. you shrugged, looking behind you to the valet to see if inumaki pulled up but then again, no luck.

so instead you decided to pass time with megumi. and it was something you thought about often, passing time with megumi and having fun, playing and goofing around instead of being the toned-down self that you have to be in front of people.

"my friend, inumaki was going to pick me up," you sighed, "but i guess not. what about you?" you smiled politely, for a brief moment your eyes almost played the cruelest tricks on you and you saw his jaw tick from... jealousy? but you didn't say anything, just kept your calm and mentally told your body to shut up.

"driving you home." he said, dragging you by your arm. your eyes widened as you stumbled as he pulled you to his car. " you could've just asked me instead of standing in the cold, y/n." he mumbled, a small smile crept up on your lips as you walked with him. hands interwined.

he opened the door for you, helping you get inside, and you sat down, feeling his warm hand on yours as he closed the door.

"i'm glad you're here with me tonight, y/n." he whispered into your ear, making you squirm with delight. "the women's dorm is south of the outskirts, right?"

driving to the dorm you kept bouncing your thighs, nervous and... impatient. he told you he was going to do more next time, and now the two of you were alone, in a confined space, in the dark, and barely in contempt. you sighed, feeling your anxiety grow to why he's not doing anything. maybe you were just one of his side peices. can nerds even fucking have those? isn't he too hot to be a nerd? why does he have to be so fucking beauti--

all your thoughts and worries were shattered away when he gently placed his free hand on your thigh, stroking it with the most gentle touch ever. you turned to look at him, all flushed face, but he kept a straight face and looked ahead on the road.

you felt his hand guide up, so slowly and so painfully. his long fingers just touched you so slightly, yet it made you twitch in your seat. he started to circle your clothed cunt, making you whimper as you gripped onto his hand like it was the only life suppport in this car. he quickened his pace on your clit, sliding your lace panties to the side. your slick dripping down his hand and onto the leather seat as your legs twitched. He spread your legs apart, slightly glancing a look as he focused his eyes back on the road. Your baby hair damp from your sweat, your mouth slightly agape as you bit your lip to stiffle moans, the way your hands gripped his arm, riding his fingers. Blood circulated to the tip of his cock, he could come just by watching you.

"megumi.." you moaned, he added another digit, taking them off breifly before shoving them inside again. this time faster, rougher, harsher. making your hips float as you twitched, your come getting closer and closer as you whimpered and moaned and made all kinds of lewd noises. your mind going blank as you came all over his leather seat and fingers. your legs twitched, and shook for a breif moment before you calmed yourself down.

your pants filled the car as you dragged your head down, looking at your damp skirt and the wet seat. megumi pulled over at the empty parking lot, "megumi where-" unable to finish your sentence, as megumi's lips were crashed onto yours. he pulled you in front so you'd be on top of him, your legs on either side of his torso. "megumi!" you moaned, feeling him unzip his pants and pull his member out.

slowly you began to grind against his dick. you moaned loudly, your moans making his dick twitch, the movement poking his tip at your entrance, you moaned as your body twitched, you moaned again, louder this time. he took his hands and caressed your soft back. slowly the car was filled with the sounds of skin clapping and loud moans. megumi whimpered in your ear, dark deep grunts, straight from his chest as he bucked his hips upwards, pushing his eight inches in you as you trembled, shook and squirmed on his lap. unable to take so much, tears streamed from your eyes, mixing pleassure with pain as you threw your head back, coming all over him again. making his pants wet, as he came inside of you.

you panted against his chest, groaning as you sat back on your seat and used a tissue to clean yourself up.

"you look very pretty freshly fucked." he said, you glared at him with a death stare as he gave you a dark laugh. "we're doing this a lot, k?"

"oh, a lot. for sure."

oKAY! a little note; thank you so much for all the messages <33 they were so fun to read and i was gonna wait next week to post this but noooo i want to spoil ya'll so enjoy!! there will be a part three cuz i aint done with nerd gumi.

Maybe you’d feel better if you just turned to the dark side and went batshit crazy

megumi is a mean dom. and you can't change my mind. but dont worry, he does it unintentionally. every little mean words just flutters your little cunt and makes you even more wet than you already were. you were on his lap, making out when your hands started to roam around his body, tracing his abs and soft skin. you slowly start to grind on his boner when he gives a sharp slap to your ass. "you're so horny, aren't ya? my sweet little whore." he would whisper as he trails soft open mouth kisses from your jaw and go lower and lower. soft moans and whimpers would leave your mouth but he would stop and look at you, whining you pout. "megs.." you whimper, "be a good girl, and stay quite for me? yeah?" he would ask as you nod. but it is hard to control yourself when he is so good. just in a few minutes both of your clothes are on the ground and his hands are playing with your sweet cunt. "megumi!" you moaned as he put his free hand on your throat, "shut it." he whispered in your ears. of course, he would make it up to you for being mean with the sweetest dates and chocolates and maybe even help you with your jujutsu homeworks. my man's a keeper.

oh, who is she? (f1 driver!megumi x fem!reader) part twooo

it was about 10 pm before you went to megumi's hotel room. the race went overtime and you needed to rest. qualifying was one of the most hectic days and you thought you deserved that bit of rest after all that running around you do for the team and megumi alone.

you wondered how long it will take him before he is bored with you and finds a new toy to play with. of course, not all f1 drivers were like this, most held class and perfectionism all the way through— of course megumi was like that, too— but they also needed a way to take all that furstration away. the pain and anger for crashing, the hatred for their fellow drivers/team mates, most driver chose golf or alcohol but megumi? he chose you.

and you complied. you offered yourself to him. who wouldn't? with those deep set eyes, full lips and toned abs, anyone would throw themselves at him. single, rich, and good looking— he's megumi fucking fushiguro.

you stand in front of the mirror as your heart throbs at your chest, you look at your pretty little outfit, school girl skirt with a simple white button down shirt, and your signature gold necklace. you breath out as you add some last bit of mascara and strawberry lip gloss. you were late on purpose, the anticipation of what he might do if you were, the punishment— your mind wandered— it got you aroused as you clenched your thighs together.

as you went up the elevator, you played with the hem of your skirt, breathing lively as the elevator dinged to your destined floor. your heart practically lept off your mouth as you knocked on the door.

as much as aroused you were, meanwhile megumi was jacking off in the bathroom thinking you won't be coming to see him tonight. he wouldn't admit it to you, but it made him sad. what?! sad?! megumi is never effected a woman, but you weren't just a woman to him, you were his dream woman. with your perfect curves, and tanned skin, lucious brown hair and sweet eyes, he practically crashed his car just so he could talk to you. of course, one thing bigger than megumi's dick, was his ego, so he would never admit.

but he didn't have to, because his actions did. while you were getting ready to be fucked senseless, megumi was pouting about why you weren't here at 9 exact, like he said before. he groaned as he checked his phone, 9:10 no you. 9:25 no you. 9:40 no you, instead of sitting on the chair and thinking of you, he went on the shower and thought of you.

with his gorgeous dick in his hand, he carresed over his pink tip, a soft whimper leaving his mouth as he tightened his grip. going faster, and harder, his pace getting sloppy as his hips buck and his come is released with a loud moan to your name. he pants as the cold water trails down his body. he hears the knock as soon as he gets out of the shower, thinking it might be his team mates on their way for a drink, he opens the door with the grumpiest expression, just to see your flushed face.

"you're late." he said through grittened teeth.

"race ran late. m' sorry." you said, with a smile on your face as he moves away from the door to let you in. your eyes first scan his entire body, he was entirely naked except for that slim towel covering his slim waist. his broad waist on display as the small bruises on his back make an appearance, making him even more hotter. his black hair is wet and dripping— just like the fire between your thighs— and his cheeks are slightly flushed.

"i don't like late, y/n," he said, his hands slowly sliding to your waist as he closed the hotel door, guiding you inside. "i thought you knew me better." his breath hit your ears as he kissed your collerbone, "and that skirt...oh, y/n," he moans in your ears as his hands gripped your breats and his thumb ran over your peaked nipples over your shirt, "is this on purpose?" he asked.

"no," you breathed out. he smiled against your skin before—in a quick and swift movement— he bend you over the bed, your knees pressed against the firm mattress and your ass in the air, you groaned at his rough movement.

"i don't like liars, either." he said, before spanking your ass loudly. you moaned as he took both your hands, pinning them to your back, your face pressed against the mattress now. "now, again. was this on purpose?" he asked, "y/n,"

"yes! yes, it was!" you said loudly as he smiled. his hand caressed the area he spanked, the stinging sensation burning through his warm fingertips as you whimpered. his finger gently pulled your underwear to the side, his other thumb holding it in place. you twitched as soon as his fingers glided over you wet clit.

"so sensitive.." he whispered. you felt his breath on your cunt before you felt his lips. his soft, yet firm, lips pressed against the lips of your cunt as you moaned out loud. his tounge traced all of your folds before his index finger rubbed your bud. your legs shook as you felt the knot in your stomach tighten. instantly, he pulled his finger out, and parted his lips from your cunt, "not yet." his low, husky voice reached yours, "you made me wait, and hour. it'll take you a while before i let you come."

he flipped you over so you would lie on your back now. your ass hit the cold wooden surface of the bed as he caressed your knees. he pulls your underwear off as he leaned down to put a soft kiss on your lips. it wasn't like normal, it was soft, sweet, almost intimate but primal, carnal. as if he needs this, he needs you. the kiss made you confused, dazed, as he pulled out. his blue eyes gazed into yours before he kissed you again. this time fast, hungry and not at all sweet. this kiss was fierce, bold, he bit your bottom lips as your teeths grazed. you moaned when you felt this knee rub against your bare, wet core.

"megumi..." you moaned, feeling his teeth graze over your clothed nipples. he opened his mouth, filling his face with your breasts in his mouth. he moaned, the vibration making your back arched, he practically ripped the shirt away from you as you giggled and threw his towel away.

"eager, are we?" he gave you a low chuckle that made your stomach flutter.

"always for you."

he smiled before his lips glided down to yours again. his dominant hand slided up your throat as you moaned on the kiss. his other hand slided down your stomach, creating goosebumps on the way to drop to your glistening clit. his finger grazed over your bud as you whined in the kiss.

"megumi, please!" you said, throwing your head back. he chuckled, his fingers slowly drawing circles around your sex. you whimpered as his pace went quicker and quicker. suddenly, without any warning he shoved two fingers inside out. his hands going faster than his car. you clenched around his fingers but this time he didn't take his finger away, and you squirted (i hate this word, im sorry, but idk what else word to use????) all over his fingers and sheets.

"tsk, tsk, tsk! the glorious media manager..." he taunts, "why did no one record you coming all over my fingers like that?" he kissed your cheek before pulling your skirt down. you shut your legs together but he grabbed them forcefully and opened them, "don't. you're perfect."

he lowered himself so his face would be level with your wet cunt, and his eyes looked up to you. "i can smell you, sunshine." he moaned, "so wet..."

he took in a slow yet careful lick, from your slit to your clit. Tasting your arousal. I licked y/n again, this time her folds, each and everyone of them. you shook under his touch, feeling her thighs close up on my face, he forcefully separated them with his hands, again. "stop doing that." he giggled. your face flushed as you covered your face with your hands.

he licked and sucked on her cunt as long as he could, eating you like a starving man, he put your left leg on his shoulder, yanking you closer. you gripped his hair, grinding on his face shamelessly. and then for the second—oh well, third— time you came today. he looked at you, his chin dripping from your slick and come.

he hoovered on top of you. his warmth exageratting from his body as he send you a soft smile before tugging a strand of your hair away from your face. "tell me to stop," his eyes searched for yours, "and i will stop, okay?" you hummed as you kissed him again. he got your answer as he pushed his hard length into your sex.

he moaned at how tight you always were. he fully let his length get inside you as you moaned and gripped on his arm. "too deep, too deep..."

"shut up, you wanted this." he said breathlessly before he got up, his knees bent as he grip your hip and slams into you again. you moaned as he fastened his face, his ball hitting your ass your toes curled and your back arched. tears formed in your eyes as you felt your come leaking all over his cock. your hands pushed him away from his abs as he threw your hands away, "not over, till i come." he said, you groaned, your hands gripping the bed sheet as you felt your fourth come arising. "fucking whore." he whispered.

his mean words adding fuel to the fire as you twitched and frailed around. you clenched around his dick as his hands bucked, he got ontop of you again, thrusting into you from angles you didn't know existed as you came again. your come erected his as he came shortly before you. he panted in your ears as he got up again, pulling himself out of you, causing you to moan.

his eyes lingered at your glistening cunt, his come dripping down from your sex as he traced his come. you twitched, still sensitive as he spread his come all over your sex. his eyes stayed focus on your cunt for a second, before they found your already closed and panting ones.

he laid down beside you, folding the wet patch of the sheet so it wouldn't bother you before pulling the blanket over your chest, your eyes lazily fluttered at him before he brought you closer to him. your legs getting interwined as he sighs deeply, inhaling your scent.

"so, what's new with the account?" he'd ask, listening your sleepy voice getting fumbled as you both fell into deep slumber. only to wake up and do this all over again, before he went to race. winning, and collecting his prize : you.

this was a bit long, sorry bout that :(

nerd!megumi x fem reader

nerd megumi who always sits in a corner of the library and never talks to anyone except yuuji and nobara. your best friend, nobara, who constantly works you up to megumi. "she's so smart!" "she loves maths, star wars and reads like a bajillion books! you should talk to her. she's a nerd like you!"

truth be told, megumi always kept an eye on you. how you'd always be second or third in school even though you were so popular and were barely seen studying or even with a book in hand, except for your story books maybe. but he was always scared to talk to you. and you were too. he was always first in school and got great grades, was good in sports, and was like the hottest person you've ever seen. his black rimmed glasses looked so hot resting low on his face and how his biceps would almost burst out of his compression t-shirt that he hid by wearing a thick hoodie on top.

one day you decided to work up the courage to speak to him. you went to the library for a short study session but got distracted by seeing megumi in the corner with his head burried in the book. your breathing hitched as you observed him-- long slender fingers, slightly flushed on the top, veins on his forearm as his usual hoodie sleeve is rolled up to his elbow. his dark hair was unkempt and messy, falling over his eyes and his glasses. oh, his glasses. you pictured him on top of you with his glasses on, fogged up and pounding you to heaven as you screamed his name. you clenched your thighs as you picked your phone up to see the time then walking up to megumi with fire between your legs.

"hey.." you whispered, bending at the waist to meet his eyes as he straightened his back and you mirrored him. "you readin' star wars?" you asked cheekily, pointing at this book as he looked down at his book. his cheeks flushed as you pushed his glasses up.

"uh, yeah." he said, "wanna sit?" he asked, you nodded softly, sitting in front of him and leaning closer to see the book but he just flipped so you'd see. "it's last in command, "

"oh! luke and mara!" you said, he flushed smiling as he nodded. you guys talked for hours. sometimes he would lean in to show you specific lines and you'd get the soft lingers of his scent, the smell of old books and leather. you clenched your thighs harder everytime his fingertips would graze over yours. but eventually he had to go because he had class, "hey, i loved talking to you. i'm-"

"y/n. i know." he said, smiling as he offered his hand to shake yours. you wheezed lightly before you shook his hand playfully, giving it a large shake.

"i'm-"

"megumi. i know." you smiled back, as his grin reached his eyes. he left as you stood there, watching his tall figure dissapear as you sighed and looked at your hands, to feel the lingering warmth of his hands. saddness engulfed you as you realized he may not feel the same way towards you like you felt for him. to be honest, you didn't know how you felt for him.

your eyes would always search for him as a habit everytime you entred a room. and your heart would slump if you didn't see him, and flutter if you did. how you would imagine him doing the most filthiest things to you and the most romantic things known to man. maybe he felt the complete opposite way towards you. maybe he thinks you're obnioxious, or lazy, or dumb. your mood worsened as you leaned in to cross your elbows to rest your head but your eyes shifted to the table to see megumi's book in the table.

you looked up to see if you could find him but he wasn't there. you slumped back to your seat as you texted nobara.

you

Hey, send me fushiguro's number

kugisaki

ooohh mama's getting some actionnnn

you

just give it to me

kugisaki

444-781 get laid, your uptight ass really needs it. i hope the sex is as good as they say

you frowned as you saved his number. "as good as they say...?" you mumbled, as you texted nobara again. apparently, there were rumours and back-talking from the previous girls that megumi slept with that he was a bit too rough. a lot of hair pulling, grabbing and the fact that the girls couldn't walk for hours or days after they 'did it'. you blushed furiously as nobara texted you those things.

Kugisaki

didn't you say you like those kinds of dom sub thing?

You

OH MY GOD! NOBARA I regret sharing anything with you

Kugisaki

I will tell him hehehe Anyways, listen. Get laid, and text me how it was.

You

you get laid. mother fucker

Kugisaki

love you too babes <3

you looked at the book for a brief second before you snatched it and walked to your class. you waiting till the dormatory closed up and sneaked into the mens dorm. you slithered to the check room to find megumi's room. fushiguro 444, you kept whispering as you went through the dorm numbers. you found the dorm room as you sighed, fixing your oversized t-shirt and shorts and hair. you knocked slightly standing there in the dark as you shifted on your feet. you went to knock again, but before your knuckles touched the door it flew open.

a naked megumi, dripping wet and only a white towel wrapped lowly around his waist, his v-cut dripping through and a tattoo showing through the towel around his lower torso. "y/n?" his voice snapped your eyes back to his blue ones. your breathing hitched as you looked at his face. slightly flushed and his glasses fogged up and wet, dripping like his perfectly chissled abs. "what are you- how did you get in?" he whisper-shouted, the spare towel drying his hair.

"i sneaked in." you whispered back, "you left your book," you said, extending your hand and presenting him his book. his eyes lowered to your hand, and then to your bare legs and slowly got up, checking you out. his gaze lingered on your breasts before they went to your eyes and your bright red cheeks. "take it." you said, shooving it in him.

"you came all the way here for the book?" he asked, leaning against the doorframe as he cleaned his glasses and put the spare towel on his shoulder. a small smirk placed on his lips as his slender fingers gently caressed his chin. his slight subtle showing from his wet face. "speak up, y/n."

your mind jumbled as you opened your mouth but no words came, you closed your mouth with a tick from your jaw, so you tried again. "i couldn't sleep with it in my mind." he leaned closer, his face inches away from your eyes as your eyes shifted from his eyes to his lips nervously. you gulped as you tried to back up but your feet wouldn't buldge.

"that's it? that's all that was on your mind?" he whispered, his hot breath hitting your lips as you closed your eyes, taking a deep breath and praying this was a dream.

"that's all." you said turning away and walking away with a huge pang in your chest. you flinched as his hand grabbed your wrist making me turn, "megumi!" you whisper-shouted.

"that's all?" he asked, his mouth inches away from yours. your breathing hitched as your eyes travelled down to his full pink lips, his adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed deeply looking at your flushed face and eyes which were focused on his glossed lips. "nothing else?" his voice barely a whisper as you flinched when the lights suddenly flickered from the storm outside.

"i have to go." you said in a shaky breath, "they will close the dorm gates." he frowned looking at your stilled face. his hand squeezing into your arm creating a small bruise, "megumi..." you whimpered, your hands overlapping his as you squeezed it, trying to loosen his grip. "let go of me."

his eyes snapped to your arm and he let go, clearing his throat and taking a few steps back, scratching the back of his neck he looked at you with a different look. before his sapphire eyes always trembled when they found yours, but now they held a darker shade and stilled, focusing on you with his pupils dialated.

"i'm sorry," he mumbled, "see you in class." he said, turning away with a pang in his heart, and a mutual one for you. for the next few days, you avoided megumi like he was the plague. whenever you would see him in a room, you ran to a different one. your hands shook if you two were in a close proximity, even with friends. you didn't understand if it was attraction or something else.

you looked in the mirror before you went to class, you got a letter from the dean regarding a complaint and you had to see him today so you dressed more appropriate and formal than your usual hoodie and dark washed jeans. the short plaid skirt, matched with a white blouse and a leather jacket and a lose tie to add everything together, you sighed pushing your dark hair away from your face.

back in the dean's office, you opened the door with shaky hands to see the older man. another person sat in front of him, megumi. your heart beat fastened up as your eyes widened. "mr. yoshinobu," you said, sitting beside megumi who looked even hotter with his red star wars hoddie and black sweatpants. you clenched your thighs as you looked at the dean.

"there was a rumor that you broke into the men's dorm, ms. y/n. is that true?"

about thirty minutes of lying and denying you and megumi were finally out. your heart was beating so fast from this, megumi, how the heat between your legs were spreading and you could practically feel the slick drop down your thighs. you breathed heavily, standing in front of the massive doors to the dean's office and just blankly stared at the wall.

"come with me." he said, pulling your wrist again. you yelped as he dragged you to the storage room on the opposite side of the hallway. he yanked you inside and closed the door, locking it with a swift movement of his hand, your eyes widened as you frowned. "a trick satorou taught me. nothin' special." he said, leaning against the door. "now tell me, why have you been ignoring me?"

"ignoring you?" you scoffed, "no! i've just... been busy." you shrugged, crossing your hands over your chest as you got pushed into the wall by his tall stature.

"hmm." he said, leaning down to look at you deeply, his nose grazing against yours as he bend at the waist, "y/n... you're gonna ruin me." you couldn't process his words before he smashed his lips into yours. your eyes widened as you melted into the kiss, your hands wrapping around his raven hair as you moaned into his mouth, making his groan and push you further into the wall, his large hands taking your leather jacket off. it fell on the ground with a cackling noise as you catched your breath.

"megumi... not here!" you whisper-shouted as his fingers worked your blouse buttons.

"yes here." he said breathlessly and kissed you again. this time softer and more passionate, he slowly pulled your bra down, making your boobs pop out as he gently massaged them. he broke the kiss off, admiring your assests for a while before his lips latched onto your nipples. his teeth grazed on as you whimpered, your hand wrapping around his hair as you bit your lips.

his spare hand went up your thighs, sliding your panties to the side before he gently circled your wet cunt. your hips bucked to feel his touch more. he let out a dark chuckle as he inserted a finger inside, slowly pumping in and out. his thick rimmed glasses already fogging up at the bottom. he increased the pace as your moans got louder and quicker, he added another digit making your legs shake as you screamed into his chest, muffling the sound as he kissed your cheek. "shh... shh... it's okay, let it out, y/n. let it out." he cooed, letting you ride his hands as your slick and come dripped down his hand. "let me take care of you." he whispered, his thumb circling your bud, you whimpered, gripping onto his arm for support as you breathed heavily.

"next time, we're doing more." he whispered as he placed a soft kiss in your cheek before leaving the storage room. you stood for a moment buttoning up the rest of your blouse as you took in a deep breath.

what the fuck just happened?

sorry this was a bit too long! but yeah, hope you enjoy the little star wars references in there too haha. lmk what you guys think! g'day<33