Coming Home Injured And Worrying The Fuck Out Of You, But He Says It's Nothing, But The Truth Is That

coming home injured and worrying the fuck out of you, but he says it's nothing, but the truth is that it's far from nothing. bruises, bad cuts that probably need stitches, scratches, clothes covered in blood. in the dimly lit room, you carefully tend to his wounds. he ocasionally hisses when the anti-septic hits his open cuts. "i'm sorry, but this will hurt a bit, baby." you whispered, this time barely grazing over the cuts. "you don't have to do this, y'know?" he grunted as you bandaged him up. tapping him in the arm so you could clean up his bruised and red knuckles. this time he's too distracted to react to the pain, his eyes just stay focused on you— how you, so gently, wiped his knuckles, your fingertips grazing against his rough calloused skin, he just watches you. how much you care for him, how stubborn you are to take care of him. furstrates him and makes him happy at the same time. "i love you," he whispered, barely audible to you. "yeah?" you sighed, "next time don't get so badly beaten up because it's hard to love you then." you mumbled, he frowned at you, making you look at him with a weird look. "i love you, too, baby." he grinned widely, before hissing again when you accidentally pressed the anti-septic cotton pad on his wound again. "I SWEAR TO GOD-" "I'm sorry!"

𖦹°‧★ —— megumi fushiguro, gojo satoru, simon ghost riley, daisuke kambe, dante russo, aaron warner, jameson hawthorne, aki hayakawa, kaz brekker, yuta okkutsu, john soap mactavish, jacen solo, your man.

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.

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 :(

too hot. a game where the two players kiss without stopping and touching each other. if one player touches the other, s/he loses. the winner gets to do whatever they want with the loser.

megumi x fem!reader

on a regular day, you wouldn't indulge in stupid games with your best friend-- megumi. specially at a party. you were a sloppy(-horny-)drunk, and you kept the horny to yourself.

"come on, y/n!" yuuji whined, dragging you as megumi stood behind you. you turned to look at him with a pleading look so he'd help you with yuuji. but he just looked away.

as much as megumi hated you being drunk, he kind of secretly loved it. how you would bat your eyelashes at him, how touchy you would get, kissing his jaw, going lower and lower till he has to forcefully stop you. the only thing he hated was how you forgot everything the next day because of your bad tolerance.

"megumi! tell him i can't!" you whined, yuuji wheezed, dragging you in the private room. nobara, maki, inumaki, yuuta sat in a circle, waiting for the three of you. "guys!" you whined.

"there they are!" nobara said, angrily. " 'bout time!" you groaned as yuuji pushed you. you sat down beside nobara as megumi sat opposite you. you smiled at him sarcastically as he smiled back at you.

"we have an exam tomorrow!" you whined, the group boo-ed as you raised your hand up, signalling peace. nobara put the bottle in the middle and leaned back.

"so, we're playing too hot. whoever the two people lands on, must kiss untill one of them breaks it, or touches the other. winner does whatever the fuck they want with the loser." nobara smirked, "and i mean... whatever."

naturally, your eyes went to the raven haired man in front of you. his eyes were already focused on you. his blue eyes now almost seeming black, with lust, greed and hope. you took in a breath, blinking, hoping you imagined that. his eyes, however, stayed focus on you. how you squirmed under his gaze, your nervousness as the bottle spinned. you watched yuuji and inumaki kiss awkwardly and inumaki telling gojo to flash his abs at the new freshmen students as punishments. you were actually having fun.

as everyone settled down again, the bottle spun. your heart beating inside your ears as the bottle stopped. shit. everyone "ooh"ed as you looked up to see megumi. the boy's cheek crimsoned as maki nobara nudged at you.

"kiss!" she cheered. you looked at her with wide eyes before you looked at megumi again.

"he's my best friend!" you protested. megumi's heart cracked everytime you said something like that. he's just a friend. you're my best friend, megs. but when you were drunk, you'd just blabble the truth. you're so kissable. i wish you would let me kiss you more often. can you rail me, please? he knew you never really meant that, but you did. drunk words are sober thoughts.

"tuna mayo." inumaki said.

"yeah! he had to do what he was said, we even kissed!" yuuji groaned, "you have to as well!" he pulled you towards the center as inumaki pushed megumi to the middle. "inumaki's breath smelled like swiss cheese." he mumbled.

"mayo."

"NO I DID NOT LIKE IT!" yuuji screamed. you looked at megumi who didn't say a single word since you two arrived. you breathed as you brought yourself closer to him.

your lips hoovering over his before he inisiated the kiss. nobara from behind brought your hands to your back, saying something. but the sounds stopped. everything stopped when your lips crashed with his. his tounge swirled over yours as you bit back a moan. moaning in front of everyone while you kissed your best friend would've been an embarassment you couldn't live with.

unconciously, your hands went to his hair, pulling him close as the buzzer rang in your ears. "y/n loses!" yuuji grinned widely, winking at megumi. "fushiguro! you're the winner, what's her punishment?" his blue eyes went to yours before you blushed brightly. your mind still processing the kiss that happened.

"i'll take it from here." megumi said, standing up as he dragged you with him. your eyes wide as the other "ew"ed at you. he dragged you through the various rooms, till he found a good one. he opened the door, pushing you inside before he locked it. your back was still turned to him while your mind ran scenarios of what could happen right now.

you turned out to face the raven haired boy. he just looked at you, savouring every inch of what he was going to destroy. his hands cupped your face, his eyes scanning yours. "not drunk.." he mumbled, taking your hands as he checked your pulse, "not drugged." his eyes went back to yours, but you stared at the two of your hands connected. his large hands practically absorbed yours.

you looked up at him when his hands slowly went higher, caressing you in the slighest way. "megumi..." you breathed out, "what are you doing?" you asked. he didn't answer right way, his hands snaked to your neck, and then the back of his hands caressed your cheek before you leaned in his touch. closing your eyes, letting the dim purple light beam through your eyes.

"what i should've done years ago." he said, before pulling you by your neck and crashing his lips into yours. you moaned at his rough movement before you moaned in his mouth before he guided you to the bed. you slammed on your back before you pulled your sweatpants down. you didn't a chance to breathe before his lips was on yours again.

"megumi..." you moaned as his lips nibbled at your neck, your jaw, your earlobes. his hands roamed around your body, pinching, rubbing and caressing every bit of free skin he could find. his hands went inside your hoodie, pinching your nipple. "ah!" you moaned in his mouth. he groaned as your hands went to his buldge, palming it over his sweatpants.

with one swift movement he took of your skirt, leaving you only in his hoodie and your panties. he pushed you into the bed, the matress sinking as he lowered himself right in front of your pretty cunt. his long slender fingers rubbed you over your panties, you bit your lips, trying to calm the moans that were in your throat. the loud chase atlantic music coming from outside, the loud thumps making your heartbeat faster than it already was.

pushing your panties aside, he ran his fingers through your slick folds. you whimpered, your legs spreading unconciously. he looked up to see your face, head thrown back, hair sticking to your face from the sweat, your face red and mouth slight agape. you felt his gaze as you lowered your head. your eyes hazy and vision blurry.

he pulled your panties and threw it somewhere with your skirt on the floor. wrapping his arms around your thick thighs he yanked you closer to him. you yelped at the sensation. his tounge flickered over your bud, licking, kissing, sucking. doing anything to make you feel good.

you arched your back, pushing yourself further into his mouth as you felt your orgasm near but he stopped. you panted as you opened your eyes, your mascara smudged from the tears and your lipstick anywhere but on your lips. "this is a punishment, remember?" he smirked, you whined. a sharp slap to your pussy. you jerked up from the sensitivity, tears welling in your eyes as you moaned as he rubbed your cunt. "good girls don't whine, y/n. they take their punishments, and get rewards..." he lowered himself to your ears, kissing your cheek as he whispered, "do you want your reward, y/n?"

you never saw megumi like this. truth be told, you barely acknowledged that he might have feelings for you. but seeing him like this made the knot in your stomach tighten, "yes." you said, breathlessly, almost panting.

he sent you a mocking smile before he got up again. his hands running through your hair, letting your bun fall loose. he kissed the top of your nose as he pushed your hoodie upwards and your bra downwards. his thumbs gazed over your peaked nipples as you shuddered at his touch.

he kissed your nipple. rolling his tounge over your bud as he gently grazed his teeth over it. you turned your head to your side, trying to stiffle the moans but he roughly turned your head to him. his hands still wet from your slick, "i want to hear you, okay? dont be quite."

he made it impossible for you to be quiet. his fingers went in and out of you, knuckles deep, at such a fast pace, you felt your entire body shake. and just as you were going to come, he would stop. making even more tears fall from your eyes. the sound of your sobs and his fingers squelching in and out of you filled the room.

"megumi please..." you sobbed in a shaky breath, he laughed, taking his shirt off, his perfect tonned and tanned abs in display for you. "please let me come." you cried, he ran a thumb over your tears and brought it to his lips, licking your tears as you inhaled shakily.

"aww... you wanna come?" he taunted, you snuffled, nodding your head. "fine, butterfly." he cooed, running his hands through your hair as he pushed his sweatpants down with his free hand. "i'll let you come this time, hmm?"

he tapped the tip of his swollen dick to your pussy, making you jerk up again. a soft smile placed on his lips as he kissed you sloopily. his dick slipping inside you perfectly because of how wet you were. he thursted all nine inches of him side, you arched your back, feeling him up your throat as you shook your head.

"too full, too full, too full!" you mumbled, curling your toes as you felt your orgasm near.

he brought his face closer to yours whispering praises as you cried at his girth, "doing so well, butterfly." he kissed your cheek, leaning back to see his cock slide perfectly in and out of your pussy. a ring of arousal coating each thurst. he started going harder, rougher, deeper, "so tight.." he mumbled, grabbing your leg and throwing it over his shoulder.

he used his free hand to rub circles around your swollen clit. thats all you needed to come all over him. hot liquid gushed all over his thighs, your leg and the sheets. he smiled cockily, "i made ya' squirt?" he chuckled, drool slipped from your mouth as he flipped you over, so you'd be over on your stomach.

he pushed you down and arched your back just the right way before he entered you again. you screamed as he hit your g-spot. the second orgasm almost coming minutes later. he wrapped your loose hair around his fists and pulled you up. saliva dripping from your open mouth, tears streaming down your face. a smirk formed on his lips, "have i fucked you dumb, y/n?" he chuckled.

you cleched at his words, squeezing his dick as he lets go of your hair. your head thumping into the pillows as he thursted into you sloopily. bruises started to show on your hips as he gripped you tightly.

you gushed out all over him again, triggering his come to squirt all over your thighs, your stomach and your boobs. he panted on top of you, both of your breathing getting lost into the music.

"i should come to parties more often." you joked, he chuckled, still panting as he laid a soft kiss into your mouth.

"yeah, you should."

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.