WHO HURT YOU? â MEGUMI FUSHIGURO
note - MDNI, 18+, explicit content. track athlete megumi, yuuji, and todo! my first smut drabble kinda thing iâm nervy (heavily edited).
you were at a party, just trying to get your mind off things and snag a few free drinks. everyone was dancing on each other and drunkenly singing as you stood off to the side and watched with your girlfriends. one of them was updating the group about her situationship. your red solo cup was still full. you felt like you couldnât even swallow.
earlier this week, you found out your boyfriend, AOI TODO, was cheating on you. you hadnât broken up with him just yet; you felt like you owed him something. you looked down at your buzzing phone to see three messages from him.
âiâll see you tomorrowâ
you clicked the side of your phone to turn it off, tuning back into the conversation your friends were having around you.
âdonât look, but itadori is coming up to us,â one of the girls said. which, of course, immediately made the whole group turn and look.
yuuji itadori was a track athlete, just like your boyfriend. him and todo were actually good friends.
âyou all enjoying the party?â he asked, a grin blooming on his face as each one of your friends began nodding frantically. he chuckled and averted his gaze towards you.
âgood, good. well, i just wanted to come over here and let you know that my buddy, fushiguro, over there thinks youâre cute. he was waaay too nervous to come over here on his own, but he wrote his number and insta on this cup for you,â he said, shoving the cup into your hand.
on the contrary, fushiguro was your (soon-to-be ex) boyfriendâs rival. they both ran track, and whenever they raced, the two boys would end up talking shit to each other, and this was no friendly rivalry.
you examined the cup for a minute, still in shock.
as yuuji walked away, your friends took the cup out of your hands and began inspecting it. you knew your boyfriend would hate to see you with his track rival. seething with rage, if he were to hard launch the two of you. you can imagine it now â and of course, you arenât just planning to use megumi as revenge, heâs always been attractive to you but you were loyal.
all the thoughts in your head running wild made you overwhelmed. you felt hot, skin burning and your face flushed. your friends began bickering about who-knows-what. so you decided to slip outside for some fresh air.
the second you got alone, everything hit you. being cheated on, your pathetic attempt to understand and forgive him, altering outfits because he didnât want you wearing anything âtoo revealingâ. you seriously could not believe you dedicated 6 months to someone who threw it all away in one night. you gnawed on your bottom lip, biting back tears, trying to collect yourself so you could take a couple more shots and stop thinking about your loser boyfriend.
âyou okay?â your thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice. once you turned around, the two of your eyes met. it was fushiguro. your glossy eyes trailed up his body. he was taller than you remembered.
âyes, iâm okay!â you responded quickly, your gaze shifting to the floor. avoiding his eyes, they were full of pity despite him having no idea what you were going through.
âyou sure? do you want a minute?â he asked, his expression was cold and unamused, but his voice was laced with worry.
you nodded, hands covering your face, you held off from crying for as long as you could. but the second he asked if you were okay, you had that tight, itchy feeling in your throat. you choked out a sob and sniffled as you quickly tried to recollect yourself in front of him.
âuhh⌠come with me, iâll let you sit in my car for a few minutes,â he muttered, hands on your shoulders as he directed you towards his car. you didnât object or even try to say no to the offer, just allowed him to try and comfort you.
after a few minutes of the two of you sitting quietly in his car, with only the sound of your sniffling filling the silence, he finally spoke.
âyou sure your gonna be okay?â he asked, his gaze shifting towards you, desperately trying to ease the awkward tension. you hummed in response, looking out the window. he cleared his throat, and your averted your gaze towards him.
âyou still with todo?â he questioned, jaw clenched tight, as if just saying his name angered him (it probably did). you sighed in response to his question, muttering about how it was a long story. your eyes met his, and smile dared to appear on his lips. you were beautiful â eyes a little puffy from crying but still, your wet lashes and pink dusted cheeks were admirable to him.
âi didnât mean for yuuji to come up to you like that-â he began, the way he started caused your heart to drop and you felt a wave of embarrassment come over you. itâs almost like he read your expression because the change in his tone was slightly frantic.
ânot like that! sorry let me be more clear, i wanted to approach you myself but i didnât want to start any problems with you or yâknow, todo, so i figured iâd just keep my distance but itadori just insisted i gave you my socials and numberâŚâ
he began rambling, but you werenât listening to any of it. your eyes were trained on his beautiful features, his glowy skin in the dark lighting from the tinted windows, his jet black hair messily styled, his wet pink lips, eyes tracing his sleeper build â imagining how muscular he is under this shirt. thinking back to when you would see him at track meets, his calves and quads so beefy and muscular. all you can think about is being in between his buff thighs, tongue flattening on the bottom half of his dick as he lets out a wet gasp.
gosh, were you ovulating?
âhey, you okay? you kinda spaced out.â he asked, snapping you out of your thoughts, his hand unnecessarily touching your shoulder.
you nodded in response and he let his hand run down your arm, to your elbow, then holding your own hand, then into his lap. he was unaware of what his innocent touch was doing to you. feeling so feral, you shakily exhaled, eyes locking with his once again. the tension in the car was high, the air felt extremely thick and your underwear were soaked.
âso⌠you and todo?â he asked again. you scoffed, âhe cheated on me.â you were fidgeting with the rings on your finger.
his eyes widen, he couldnât believe this. aoi todo fumbled you? this had to be a joke. but nonetheless, he remained comforting and didnât speak out of emotional.
âiâm sorry, is there any way i can help?â he asked but the answer you had to the question seemed rather inappropriate.
you nodded, which was bold of you, your eyes shifting to his lips. the both of you slowly inching closer to each other and suddenly his lips crashed into yours.
his hand found the back of your neck, the both of your teeth clanking against each other as your mouths moved over each others sloppily. as the two of you made out, the windows became foggy.
you needed more. you climbed over his center console and into his lap. he reclined his seat as you straddled him. you felt his erection through your clothes, even that was enough to have whine fall from your lips.
you grinded down as your mouths met again. he groaned into your mouth, grabbing your waist to have control your body.
he tilted your head slightly back, kissing your jawline towards your ears, he licked behind your ear causing you to gasp. âmegumi-â, you whispered breathlessly, as he traveled to your neck, your hips rolling against his clothed dick. the friction felt amazing, his hips bucked up, as he kissed your neck, leaving dark purple marks all over the side.
at this point your (still soon-to-be ex) boyfriend wasnât even a thought in your mind.
âi want to make you feel good, you deserve itâ, he said, voice low as he positioned himself on top of you, pushing the seat as far as it could go. âscoot up.â you were practically in the backseat at this point while still laying back on the seat. he kissed your stomach, folding your top up as he made his way towards your jeans. you couldnât wait any longer, you hurriedly unbuttoned them and he pulled them off. your panties were soaked. you make him feel so primal.
he pulled your underwear off, and began kissing up your thigh.
âwhat do you want me to do?â he asked, head in between your thighs. âi-i want you to make me feel goodâ, you stammered out as his hand found your waist, giving it a slight squeeze.
âhow do you want me to make you feel good?â he was just teasing you at this point. wanting you to feel filthy for letting him do this to you with your boyfriend waiting for you at home.
âfuck- i want you to eat me out,â you whined and he licked your clit and your body shuddered. he swirled his tongue all around as you cried out his name. your moans growing louder, and louder as tongue fucked you.
he lapped at your clit, as he slipped a finger inside you. âaah! fuck! meguuumi-â, you cried out, your hands reaching for his hair causing him to moan against your cunt, the vibrations from his voice sending a wave of pleasure of your body.
âi-it feels goodâ, you stuttered as he picked up his pace, devouring you like you were his last meal.
within the matter of seconds you had came, legs trembling, and moans being tore from your throat. your chest rising and falling fast, as you tried to catch your breath, megumiâs face dripping in your juice, he wiped his face with the bottom of his shirt, exposing his abs.
âyou made a mess in my carâ, fushiguro teased and you breathlessly giggled, muttering out an apology.
âitâs okay, i know you probably arenât used to finishingâ, he teased. you hated that he was right.
that same night, you sent your ex-boyfriend had a break-up message and a snap of you on top of megumi in his car. no more loving these hoes.