Alexander Reid

megumi was leaned back against the wooden headboard of his dorm bed, his expression a mask of calm discipline, though his eyes were heavy with a hunger he had been carefully managing for the last twenty minutes.

he was still fully dressed in a black t-shirt and grey sweatpants from his earlier self-studying session, the stark contrast making your complete nudity feel even more exposed, more vulnerable.

you, on the other hand, were draped across his lap at an angle, your skin flushed a deep pink from the prolonged stimulation. one of your legs was hooked over his arm, pulling your thighs wide and leaving you completely open to him.

megumi’s long, pale fingers had been buried inside your soaking wet heat for a long time now, working you into a state of mindless desperation.

he had been methodical, his movements slow and agonizingly precise, ensuring that every nerve ending in your cunt was screaming for more.

“megumiii.. how much longer— nnghh!”

“shhh..”

"you just did so well on that test. relax for me," megumi murmured, his voice a low, vibrating rumble that echoed through your chest. he slid two fingers deep, hitting your cervix with a blunt, heavy thud that made you gasp and arch your back. he didn't pull back; instead, he curled his fingers, hooking them upward to rake relentlessly against the sensitive, ribbed walls of your pussy.

“d— did i? i reallyreally paid attention this time— jus’ so i could make you proud!”

“mmmhm..”

"can’t you just fuck me already? please, i can't do—" you whimpered, your fingers digging into the fabric of one of his shoulders.

"can't what? you're doing great," he whispered, leaning forward. he abandoned your clit for a moment to capture one of your nipples in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the peak before sucking it hard, his teeth grazing the sensitive bud. simultaneously, his free hand reached up, gripping your other breast and squeezing the soft flesh firmly, molding it in his palm. megumi then pressed a gentle kiss to your temple.

as he praised you, your internal muscles reacted instinctively.

the combination of the mental validation and the physical sensation caused your walls to clamp down hard, squeezing his fingers in a tight, rhythmic pulse.

megumi felt the sudden, desperate grip of your pussy around his hand. for a fleeting second, the corners of his lips twitched upwards, a small sign of satisfaction that you were reacting so strongly to him, before his expression returned to its usual stoic intensity.

"you like that?"

"mmmh!"

"look at how you're squeezing me," he groaned, his voice straining. "you're so clever, aren't you? not just with the math.. but here, too. you know exactly how to take my fingers."

"i just— i wanted to make you proud! you stayed up so much just to help me," you sobbed, your head falling back against his shoulder.

"i am proud of you, pretty," he murmured, his fingers beginning to pick up the pace. he stopped the slow teasing and started driving his fingers in and out of you with a rhythmic, wet slapping sound. the feeling was intense, the sound of his pale fingers sliding through your juices filling the quiet room.

“ooohh fuck—”

he found the exact spot that made your vision blur and toes curl, rubbing his fingertips relentlessly against your sweet spot while his other hand continued to knead your breast, pulling the nipple taut.

you shifted your weight, and your lower back pressed firmly against the rigid, throbbing length of his dick, trapped behind the fabric of his sweatpants. you could feel the heat of him, the hard, aching bulge pulsing in time with his heartbeat, reminding you that while he was the one in control, he was just as affected by you. the spiky haired boy bit back a whimper.

“megs! i’m so close!”

“yeah? are you?”

"you’re so wet for me," he whispered, his fingers moving faster now, blurring into a frantic movement. "i promise i’ll give you the real thing. just let me see you squirt first, okay?”

“give it to me, baby.. lemme see you cum all over my fingers, my clever girl."

the tension in your lower belly coiled tighter and tighter, a tidal wave of pleasure that you could no longer contain. as megumi delivered a series of deep, rapid thrusts, his fingers hammering into you, your muscles clamped down in one final, desperate surge.

"gumi! i'm— i'm gonna—"

"do it," he grunted, his voice strained as he felt your walls milking his fingers.

with a sharp, loud cry, your body convulsed. a surge of fluid erupted from you, squirting across his hand and soaking into the dark blue sheets beneath you. you shuddered violently, your muscles gripping his fingers in a rhythmic, pulsing release that left you breathless.

megumi let out a heavy exhale, his own breath hitching as he felt the heat of your orgasm.

he didn't pull his hand away immediately, continuing to rub you gently as you came down from the peak, while you remained pressed against the hard, aching length of his hardness, both of you breathing heavily in the silence of the dorm.

“can i cum inside of you today?”

bro i need to deadass write for yuji and suguru and nanami because why do i have nothing for them ok.....lock in. also potentially toji ALSO IM NOT WRITING FOR UBER DRIVER YUTA STOP ASKING FREAKS 😒😒😒