⋆. 𐙚 ˚ yandere!megumi x shy!reader ⋆. 𐙚 ˚
⋆˚જ⁀➴ ♡ cw: smut, biting, mentions of blood & spit sharing
.☘︎ ݁ a/n: thank youuu for your request i love when you guys request things so creative !
you and megumi were in the campus garden, it was early morning fog still covered the ground you two laid on.
megumi held your waist in place as you straddled his lap
he looked so beautiful in the morning, the eyebags that darkened his eyes even how messy his hair is, the spikes stood up in a few different directions
your eyes went to glaze over the pale skin of his neck—your eyes were trained on it, you wanted to savor the salty taste on your tongue forever, feel its silkiness over and over
you were too shy to ever say anything like that out loud to him of course
your head tilted in confusion
his eyes narrowed slightly at you alerting out a huff through his nose
“what are you thinking about” more of a demand than a question
“don’t like when you don’t let me into your head” he adds with a soft squeeze to your waist
megumi always looked at you, always sees you—right through you in fact he sees everything. Every hitch in your breath, every time your eyes adverted to the floor whenever his gaze became too intense
megumi notices your hesitation,
he grabs your jaw gently with a firm grip forcing your gaze to be on him
you felt the heat rise to your face—he always did this, always made you gaze back at him with the same devotion and intensity of which he shows you.
yes, megumi is your boyfriend but fuck is he still intimidating for a little thing like you
with all the courage you could muster up you finally spoke, keeping eye contact with him before he could tell you to
“i….was thinking about..how nice you look today”
your boyfriend let out a low pleased hum at your response, his grip on your jaw loosened a bit
“and what else?” he knew you like the back of his hand, of course he’d know that’s not the only thing you’ve been thinking
your sentence was stopped short as his thumb ran over your bottom lip, feeling its plushness, his touch gentle and delicate almost like he didn’t want to hurt you even with the smallest touch
you loved when megumi touched you, even if it was a small intimate gesture such as this
it felt so nice, he felt so good against your skin he was so warm
“you’re not being honest with me,” his tone was calm and pleasant
“i am” you persisted softly
“you aren’t,” his hand slid from your jaw to your neck wrapping his fingers around it—not squeezing just holding.
you were embarrassed by the way your body reacted to his hand placement, the way your thighs instantly tried to close and the sudden dampness on your lower half
you understood what he wanted from you. he wanted you to ask out loud, needed to hear you say it to him
you shifted a bit above him eyes averted as you began
“can i…..bite please?” megumi was well aware of your methods of affection,his favorite being your tendency to show it through wanting to sink your teeth into him any chance he allowed
“..yeah” his voice became lower, more intimate “eyes on me when you do it”
you already felt your urges start to settle at his permission
“thank you gumi” you looked upat him as promised leaning in close to his collarbone, one of your favorite spots. your finger hooked and tugged his shirt down some more revealing teeth shaped scars you’ve left on him in the past.
you run your finger over the dips and ridges permanently marked on your lover, the physical demonstration of your devotion to him.
you couldn’t look away from them, so pretty
“eyes on me,” you listened
your eyes fluttered shut as your tongue lapped out as a protruding petal against the salty flesh of his collarbone. your eyes rolled back behind the lids at his taste
megumi’s breath hitched as his grip on you grew tighter—your tongue swiped over the crease of his collarbone one last time before you finally leaned in closer, looking up at him as you promised—your teeth sank down into his silky flesh.
this time you drawled blood, the crimson is relished on your pink muscle it’s the best thing you’ve ever had the pleasure of experiencing, the watery copper aftertaste; even if it’s just enough where skin is broken it didn’t matter.
megumi had adjusted his head so he could watch—you seen the moment pain-pleasure flowed through him, his bottom lip trembled while his eyes widened
he’s gripping you painfully now but it doesn’t matter, you’re as devoted to him as he’s devoted to you. you endure it for him, and you love whatever he gives you.
always looking at him, he’s always looking at you.
the sensation of his soft flesh between your teeth were enough to blank your mind—a feeling you couldn’t describe to the best of poets
once you pulled away you were about to wipe you lips with the back of your hand, megumi’s hand shot up to stop you.
his eyes raked over your face, he admired the trickle of blood staining your bottom lip, traces of him.
he lets go of your wrist, two fingers cameup to give you a “c’mere” motion—you don’t need to be told twice, leaning in once more and pressing your lips on to his
megumi groans lowly at the taste of his own blood, something blooming inside him as he kissed you rougher. deeper.
you moan softly into his mouth as his fingers slid up into your hair pulling you closer
you felt a droplet of water fall between you two, the smell of earth growing stronger around you two
you didn’t care, not right now, not when he felt this good, you couldn’t pull away even if you tried
megumi’s tongue slipped past your lips, you welcomed him without hesitation his muscle ran over yours, gathering a nice size of saliva
your boyfriend pulls away just stopping short of your mouth
“open” his thumb caressed your bottom lip once more , your lips part for him
with a soft gather of your combined slick megumi spits it into your mouth
you bit back a moan your hands resting on his shoulders, you don’t swallow it yet—instead you allow it to sprawl along your tongue.
you then tilt megumi’s head back just slightly, you give your combined juices back to your lover, softly dripping it back into his mouth
megumi groans louder and pulls you in for another sloppy kiss, allowing saliva to drip and stick between chins
your hair was getting damper by the minute from the rain, the earthy smell starting to arouse you even more
you were getting lost in him again, your need grew each second as did his
megumi pulled away just enough to speak, his lips glistening with his eyes trained on yours
seconds passed by in a blur, your bottoms had been half way taken off, your panties slid off to the side; and before you knew it megumi was settled between your legs kneeled with the now semi-muddy ground beneath you both
his much bigger hands came up to hold both your knees up
your boyfriend ran his tip side to side over your clit pulling a whimper out of you. hiding your face with both arms, even now as megumi teased your pretty clit you were still shy as ever
“pretty, look at me” megumi’s eyes were glued to your slicked pussy but he knew you were covering your cute face from him, “look at me and tell me how much you like it” the tip of his cock swiped over your bud once more
you couldn’t do it, even imagining yourself saying something so lewd out loud made you even more embarrassed if that was possible
“say it or i’ll stop” he paused his teasing and grabbed your wrist, peeling them from your face
he grabs your jaw and forces you to look at him, he didn’t say anything already trusting in your obedience and devotion towards him
heat rose to your face, bottom lip trembling slightly as you finally gazed up at him
“i-…i like it” your voice was so sweet and soft you felt his cock twitch idly between your folds
“speak up” megumi heard you fine.
your lips is caught between your teeth for a moment fuck, you didn’t want him to stop
“i like it” you spoke up more clearly
megumi lets out a pleased hum, expecting more teasing only to feel yourself now split open on his cock without much warning earning a cry from you, megumi thrusted in easily your slick already coating the sides of his shaft
“you feel so good, always so tight” megumi’s head was tilted back in pleasure neither of you seemed to care that this garden was still technically a public space fog and all.
your hands gripped his forearms as your lower half relaxed into the soil beneath you
megumi picks up his pace his hands squeezing the backs of your knees
you could feel his cock bulging inside you, every nudge his tip gave your sweet spongy spot had your cute cunt twitching around him, combined with the earthy scent it was too much
“feels s-s’good gumi” your much smaller hands pawed at his chest, he’d set a steady rhythm the same pace that had you cumming in minutes
megumi leaned down, water droplets from his hair hit your face as he did so
your lips instinctively chase his until he nuzzled into your neck, his heavy breathing filled your ears—damp spikes tickling your cheek
megumi licks the now salty flesh of your neck making you shutter as he kept his pace just as steady
he licks another strip earning a moan from you. you taste so wonderful, something bitter and natural
your boyfriend’s teeth graze that spot below your ear, he licks there too—both of you moan in synchronization, his thrust deepened whilst you tightened up
megumi knew what you needed, always did.
megumi placed a sloppy kiss to the area before his teeth broke the skin there.
you winced and your body tightens up even more,
right now in that moment he experienced the same affection you’d given him, he taste the copper and watery aftertaste, the rush that went straight to his cock and brain all at once.
megumi moans into your skin
“f-fuck pretty, ah-hmph not gonna—last”
you could feel his thrust becoming sloppier with each second, the ball inside you tightening.
you knew what he needed too.
you angle your head down more and you bite into your lover’s shoulder once more
megumi’s mind goes blank with pleasure white and hot—he spills inside you instantly almost embarrassingly so.
feeling his seed coat your gummy walls brought you to your own orgasm which came in hot waves, squeezing out every drop from him
megumi pulls out gently, zipping himself up and pulling your bottoms back up he lays beside you in the damp grass
his body turns to face yours, the look of utter devotion in his gaze
he holds out his exposed wrist towards you
