Megumi

Humping my pillow, again 😭

It feels too gooddd, pls help :(

megumi fushiguro finds your scent very distracting. ❤︎ sfw

megumi was entirely fixated by staring onto his computer screen, playing a game of overwatch with a bunch of strangers online. the shuffle of his mouse and keyboard was all that was heard in his little dorm room.

it was no surprise he flinched when you suddenly unlocked his dorm room open with the keys he’d given you, and his head spun almost immediately.

“jeez.” he winced, shoulders tensing as you gave him an apologetic look, mouthing an apology— acknowledging the fact his mic was probably unmuted— watching him turn his attention back to his computer with a flustered look of getting caught off guard.

a little smile planted onto your face as you dropped your purse by the couch and approached his gaming desk where his face was glowing due to the screen.

he turned to you once you crossed his peripheral vision, muting his mic before tilting his head and with practiced ease, you leaned in and pecked his soft lips.

“you almost done?” you muttered against his mouth as he hummed.

his brows slighty furrowed as a certain aroma brushed his nose, making him sniff. “what is that?” he questioned.

your cheeks flushed, “hey! i just took a shower, dont tell me i stink.” a frown made its way to your lips.

“no, no you don't." he reassured in a low voice, letting go of his keyboard and mouse— game completely forgotten and focused on only one thing.

he wrapped his hands around your wrist and pulled you down, pressing his nose onto your neck, inhaling, as your entire body went rigid.

“gumi what is i—megumi!” you gasped as he pulled you down onto his lap, his arms wrapping around your waist as he nuzzled his face on the crook of your neck.

“you smell good.” his voice muffled against your warm skin.

your shoulders stiffened for a split second, you weren’t sure what you had done differently onto your routine, it surely caught you off guard that he liked your scent.

maybe a little too much.

“gumi!! you’re crushing me.” you whined, pressing your manicured hands onto his shoulder to push yourself away from him, but he refused to let go, grip tightening.

his screen started glaring into a deep red, the game warning megumi to kick him out and suspending if he didn’t move in the next ten seconds, and you could hear his teammates yelling for megumi on his headphones that he peeled off his ears, placing them onto his desk.

“what about your game?”

“you’re here now. doesn't matter.” he whispered, your heart palpitating at his words.

eventually you sank into his touch, his screen light dimming due to the lack of activity, your warmth pressing onto his skin— a nice contrast to the cold room.

+18

your boyfriend had been bulking for the last few weeks, and it was beginning to show. he was becoming distractingly sexy.

megumi had always been on the skinnier side. those tall scrawny arms hanging from his torso, thin calves that looked easy to snap in half. it wasn’t that he wasn’t strong, though. megumi had always been fit - which had been proved a million times from the way he manhandled you in bed - but now it was on another level. he actually had muscle mass. even a bit of fat tissue.

you couldn’t help but stare every time you had the chance.

megumi brushing his teeth in the bathroom in the morning, black hair still messy, shorts hanging loose on his waist. back muscles accentuating under the yellow light, biceps and triceps clenching sharply as he moved. like a greek god being carved.

megumi padding across the living room, leaning down to pet his demon dog that lazily flapped its tail in satisfaction. his shirt strained against his back, bulges of muscle peeking through the fabric. nearly asking you to stare.

megumi putting on his shoes.

megumi making breakfast.

megumi doing literally fucking anything.

your favorite part was his growing pecs. as if he was swolling with feminine fertility, even though you knew it was simply the increased calories and weight training that was filling him up.

when you rode megumi, hips desperately grinding on his cock, you wasn’t sure whether to stare at his tits and abs or those sharp dark eyes that pierced through you. both sights made you equally coat his shaft with a white rim, so it didn’t really matter anyway.

oh, and his arms. those damn forearms, where the pale skin was just barely hiding the thick veins underneath.

especially when his large hands gripped your hips, megumi’s veins bulged through, pumping arousal and blood all across his body. he began to piston his cock up into you, making you nearly cry.

“‘gumiiiii-“ you moaned, hands frantically trying to grip something on his body to hold onto. to bear the pleasure he was giving you.

megumi was holding back moans as well, with the way his jaw was nearly snapping from the force his teeth were gritted together with.

“f-fuck- i’m cumming- s-shit-“ were the only words he managed to grunt out before forcing his cock deep, filling your tight hole up.

warm ropes of cum painted you from the inside, the seed spilling from your pussy over to megumi’s pelvis, coating the sharp v line and the ridges of his lower abs. almost draining all the way to his navel.

hell. it was a fucking sin to have such a sexy boyfriend.