nothing like the first time
boyfriend! megumi fushiguro x afab! fem! reader
synopsis: your first time with boyfriend! megumi
megumi is aged up obv, established relationship, making out, smut, p in v, fingering, swearing
a/n: i tried to keep it as in character as i could so forgive me if megumi is ooc
ââ§Â°đ˛Öźđ˘ââ§Â°đ˛Öźđ˘ââ§Â°đ˛Öźđ˘ââ§Â°đ˛Öźđ˘ââ§Â°đ˛Öźđ˘
The window was open behind the curtains to let in a cool breeze. The long navy curtains in Megumi's room hit the floor and were currently slightly swaying with the wind.
Despite the chill draft encompassing the room, there was only heat between you and Megumi. Your bodies were slowly slicking with sweat and burning to the touch.
You were straddling him, your chest pushed right up against his. Your lips hadn't separated for at least five minutes straight, and despite it getting hard to breathe, you felt yourself getting pulled in.
Megumi's large hands kept running up and down your sides, ever so often squeezing your hips and pulling you impossibly closer. The only layer of clothes between you two was your undergarments.
You couldn't help but rock your hips against his, and the expanding pool of slickness in your panties only made it easier to do so. Your clit was positioned right over his hardening length, and each drag of your hips caused a jolt of pleasure in both of you.
Megumi broke apart the kiss to trail open-mouthed hot kisses along your jaw, working his way down your neck. When he reached the top of your breasts that were just peeking out of your bra, his eyes flicked up to yours. You nodded, and he took that as a sign to start leaving marks all over your chest, resulting in your laboured breaths and small moans.
He slowly pushed one of your bra straps down your shoulder, placing small kisses along the curve of your collarbone.
"Megumi...", you whisper.
He looks up at you, sensing a slight hesitation. You and Megumi had gone farther than this before; in fact, he'd seen your chest. He's slipped his fingers into your panties before, made you cum from just simple stimulation. But something about tonight felt so different.
"Hm, want to stop?" He asks, head coming back up to level with yours.
"No, not at all, I just..." you trail off, not meeting his eyes.
He furrows his eyebrows, his pupils still blown wide with arousal, "Hey, talk to me."
His hands move to rest on your waist as he continues searching your face for an answer.
"I was thinking, if we do more than what we normally do tonight," your voice is so quiet that if it were anywhere else other than his room, he wouldn't have heard you.
You feel his reaction to that confession right away. His already strained boxers seem to get even tighter under you, and his grip on your waist slightly increases.
"Yeah? Like what?" his voice is low and controlled, despite everything physical happening to him right now.
You bury your face in the crook of his neck out of embarrassment, "Y'know...just more."
Megumi is flushed too now, his cheeks and ears dusted with pink, his hands slightly trembling. If what you were implying was sex, then that would make it both of your first times.
He leans his head back so it's resting on the headboard, and takes a breath in to steady himself.
"Mhm, I'm sure," you manage to squeak out.
He takes another second to compose himself. For all his usual stoic demeanour, he felt the exact opposite right now. Good thing he was good at hiding it.
"Just tell me what you want then," he says quietly, pulling you gently away from his neck, "I'll do whatever you want."
You stare at him wide eyed and flushed, "Let's just start with what we've already done."
He nods once, and kisses you again, slower this time. You feel one of his hands slowly come to the front of your panties. He toys with the bow on the front before disconnecting his lips.
"This okay?" It's barely a mumble.
You whisper out a "yes", and you feel his fingers slip into your panties. You inhale sharply as his long fingers move across your clit.
"Fuck...you're soaked," he says it almost more to himself than you.
You whine and unwillingly buck your hips against his fingers.
"Patience, I got you," his voice is low as he slides two fingers down your slit, settling right at your opening,"Can I?"
Your answer is a frantic nod with a bite of your lip, but that's not enough for him. "I need to hear a yes," Megumi says, and you whisper out another "yes", impatience to have his fingers inside you.
Your slickness makes it easy for him to slide his fingers in, and before you know it he's two fingers deep.
He isn't a man of many words, but he listens to all of yours. He curls his fingers inside of you, watching your every reaction. Your eyes are shut, your mouth slightly agape, moans spilling out without any effort.
This wasn't the first time he's fingered you, but God did it feel good.
Megumi feels himself growing harder as he watches you grind on his hand, the slickness coating him. He leans down to kiss you, and smirks into the kiss when he realizes you're having trouble keeping up.
" 'Gumi I'm gonna-," you're cut off when a sharp moan escapes your throat as he curls his fingers again. But before you can let out your release, he stops and pulls his fingers out.
"W-what?" You open your eyes and look at him in disbelief.
"I wanna feel you cum around me," he says as he sticks his fingers in his mouth to taste you.
You blush at his forwardness. Megumi was never like this when you were intimate. He was never so...vulgar. But something about the way he was staring at you right now had you excited.
"Then get to it," you say. And it was definitely the right thing to say, because before you know it you're flipped onto your back, Megumi hovering over you.
This angle was for some reason way more intimate, even though your bodies were practically glued together before.
But now you were laid out under him, and his eyes could search every part of your body. You saw a sweet drop falling from his hair down his temple. The breeze from outside blew in between your bodies, causing you both to shudder.
You lifted a hand to his face, caressing his cheek. For a moment his eyes flickered shut and he leaned into the touch. His lips moved to kiss the inside of your palm, and your stomach did a weird flip.
"Are you sure you want this?" He asked
You knew what he really wanted to say was, "are you sure want this with me?"
Megumi was always so careful with you, despite the disastrous and violent life he lived. Ever so often he doubted if he was good enough to be with you. He thought he was tainting you. But every time you reminded him there was no one else you'd rather be with.
"More than you know, Megumi."
He inhales at that, his chest rising and falling slowly. You hook your hands at the back of his neck and pull him in for a kiss. One of his hands instinctively go for your waist, the other one holding him up beside your head.
The kiss is open mouthed and all tongue, desperate and hungry. You pull him ever closer, your noses brushing against each others, his hair tickling your forehead.
You slowly guide his hand to your bra, giving him permission. He stutters in the kiss for just a second before cupping your breast. When you feel his hand slip underneath your bra, your back automatically arches.
Before you know it, his hand is snaking around your back, and your bra is unclipped and slipping off your shoulders. Your first instinct when your nipples touch the cold air is to cover yourself, but Megumi knows you better than you know yourself. He grabs your arms to prevent you from hiding, "Let me see you all."
He does a slow drag of eyes across your chest, mumbling "beautiful", before bringing his lips to your chest.
You let out a breathy moan as he latches onto your nipples, your hand flying to his hair. He stays there for a little longer until he's satisfied, and when he hovers over you again there's a gleam in his eye. He wraps a finger around one side of your lace panties.
"Can these come off next?" He's almost teasing you.
"Y-yes," you nod almost embarrassingly fast.
A small smile dances on his lips as you lift your hips for him to slip off your panties. This was a part of you he'd never actually seen. He'd touch you there before yeah, but this was different, more vulnerable. He felt your change in demeanour right away, and before you could snap your legs together, he held them right where they were by your thighs.
"I said I wanna see all of you."
You squirm under his gaze. You'd never seen this Megumi before. His eyes seemed darker, his face more carved. His skin was gleaming with sweat, his hair even messier than usual.
"Your turn then," you manage to say.
He smirks at then, "I got you, love."
He said that very rarely. He almost always only called you by your name, or maybe "idiot" out of affection.
But "Love" was something he only said in certain moments. In moments he was willing to be vulnerable.
Megumi takes off his boxer, and you're too surprised by his size to even see the pink on his face.
"How will you fit?" You blurt out before you can ever stop yourself.
To that he laughs, low and embarrassed, "it'll fit Y/N, don't worry."
He lowers himself back over you. The almost primal look he had before was gone. Now he looked just as nervous as you.
You reach a hand to his face, "I want this with you, 'Gumi, I promise."
He nods, still only looking you in the eye.
He hold one of your legs a little wider, the other hand grabbing his length and slowly positioning himself at your entrance. You inhale when you feel his tip push against your hole.
"Wait! We need a condom!"
"Oh fuck," he almost trips as he goes to grab one from his drawer, a pack he hasn't opened since he bought it last month.
"Careful," you giggle at his clumsiness.
You watch his as he slips the condom on, flustered and red. Eventually he calms down as he settles back over you. You run a hand up and down his bicep, "It's just us, you don't need to worry about anything."
"I don't want to do anything wrong," he confesses.
"You'd never do anything wrong to me, Megumi," you pull him in for a small kiss.
And that was the truest statement you could say. Megumi would never do anything to hurt you, ever. You trusted him more than anyone. He might be always hurting himself, but he never passed they hurt on to you.
Megumi positions himself at your entrance again, and with an inhale he slowly pushes in. Right away you feel a stretch you've never felt before.
"Fuck...," Megumi swears, his eyes shutting, "Are you okay?"
You nod, "Keep going. J-just go slow."
He slips in another inch, and you're starting to think there's no way he can fit all of him. Megumi had an impressive length, and your frame was smaller than his, so you had no idea how the rest of him was supposed to slide in.
He slid in another inch before stopping, resting on his forearms. He was visibly shaking, breathing getting shallow.
"I-is this okay?" His voice is ragged and deep.
"Yeah," you breathe out, "you can keep going."
He seemed tortured, his eyes screwing shut as he pushes himself in further.
"F-fuck! Megumi stop!" He was almost bottomed out now, and you felt like you were going to split.
"S-sorry, you're just so..." he stops talking and hides his head against your shoulder.
He sighs, ragged and rough, "so tight."
You flush at this, and instinctively clench around him. This earns you a hiss from Megumi, and his grip on your waist tightens.
"D-don't do that, please don't do that."
"Sorry, you can keep going."
Finally, he bottoms out, his hip bones right against yours. You're both practically dripping in sweat, both of your breaths coming out shallower.
"Give me a moment, 'Gumi," you say.
He doesn't say anything, you don't think he could if he wanted to. He slightly bites down on your shoulder, not enough to hurt, just to restrain himself.
"You're killing me here," he whispers into your neck.
You giggle at that, "Not my fault you barely fit."
He hums at that, placing small kisses among the side of your neck.
Finally you feel ready for him to move," You can move now."
He moves back up, resting on one of his forearms, the other one on your hip, "I'll start slow."
Megumi starts moving with slow thrusts, but even that is enough for you too. Small sounds leave both of your mouths, the feeling of being connected so close overwhelming you.
You grab at his back, you legs wrapping around his hips, "Feels good," you moan out.
The nickname has you squeezing around him, and a low groan rips out of his throat, his hand on your hip tightening.
He lifts your hips higher, and his strokes increase in pace. For this being his first time too, he sure knew what he was doing.
Megumi leans down to kiss you, swallowing your moans, his hips still snapping against yours.
"You feel so good, Y/n," he says against your lips, "I love you."
You wrap your arms around his neck, keeping him close to you, "I love you too."
You slowly feel your release coming, a tight coil in your lower abdomen, and Megumi thrusts becoming less precise make you think he's close too.
"Are you close, love?" He asks you.
"Please, finished around me, please," he's practically begging you, "need to feel you."
His words finally push you over the edge, and your orgasm is more intense than anything you've felt. Your body shakes around his, and he holds you up by sliding an arm under you.
"There you go, good job," he presses kisses all over your face.
Seconds after you, with a few last thrusts, Megumi's orgasm crashes over him, with a low groan against your neck.
"I love you," he keeps whispering over and over, still inside you,
The aftermath has you both flustered and shy, but you know a new barrier had been crossed between you two. You both clean up and end up laying next to each other on his bed. You're only in your underwear and one of his shirts.
"I'm glad we did that," you say, laying on his bare chest.
He presses a small kiss to the top on your head, "Me too."
Maybe you two didn't have a lot in this world, but you had each other, and that was enough.
ââ§Â°đ˛Öźđ˘ââ§Â°đ˛Öźđ˘ââ§Â°đ˛Öźđ˘ââ§Â°đ˛Öźđ˘ââ§Â°đ˛Öźđ˘
a/n: sometimes i forget how much i love megumi...and how much i'm not prepared for season 4...
yousharknotpass
2087
gamechangershow
amandla
areudirty
izzy806
ellievsbear
pixelskylines
titsay
