SMUT+FLUFF!! bsf!megumi listens to you rant and comforts you about masturbation struggles and two weeks later helps you with them!! ENJOY!!
you burst into megumis room one tuesday night, restless, frustrated, **unsatisfied**
you had tried *everything* - every technique nobara had told you, every trick you’d seen on tiktok, and absolutely nothing worked.
this wasn’t something you’d talk to your male best friend megumi about, and even more so because you had a fat crush on him, but who else will you go to that isn’t your bestfriend huh?
megumi glances up from his book. before he can even open his mouth, you speak.
you pace around his room,
“and it’s really weird but i don’t care i have to tell someone”
he was always soft for you. he always had a soft spot for you.
you sit down on the edge of his bed, groaning into your hands. how are you even supposed to say this?
“i- i think i have issues. i’m not like other girls”, you start.
he looks at you patiently, waiting for you to continue.
“i was reading tiktok comments. and talking to nobara and other girls and- they just- all girls my age *always* talk about their.. vaginas!”
his eyes widen. an eyebrow raises. he’s.. flustered? is he? you can’t even read his expression
“o- oh” he says, wondering where you’re going with this.
you feel embarrassed for even starting this. gosh.
“they just.. they talk about masturbation” you say. and his expression is now readable. wait- nevermind. i take that back.
“and that bothers you.. because…?”
“because i don’t know *how*!” you blurt out.
“well- i do obviously, you put your fingers up there and-“
“i got that” he says in monotone. it was clear he didn’t want to have this conversation.
“i tried it and.. it didn’t even feel good” i admit. his eyebrows unknit slightly.
“everyone likes it. everyone has partners to do it for them too! and i’m just.. it just hurts” you say, ashamed.
he finally seems to get where i’m coming from.
“listen” he says quietly, in a reassuring tone he rarely uses.
“you don’t have to like something because everyone else does. or try it because they said it feels good.”
“everyone.. everyone goes at there own pace with that stuff. especially when figuring their bodies out” he comforts.
he still can’t believe he’s having this conversation, but his stubborn bestfriend just had to come to him and wouldn’t drop it.
“and it comes naturally. it happens when you’re ready. and you won’t even notice when it does” he says.
you finally take your head out your hands and glance up at him. he meets your eyes and gives you a half smile.
“…oh” you mutter. he seems to have given you a new perspective.
aaaanyways two weeks go by and megumis getting a phone call from you! megumi fushiguro, laying on his bed, nose shoved in a book as usual, is now picking up your call immediately like the whipped boy he is for you, and the first thing he hears come through the other line is-
he freezes. are you okay? why were you panting? why were you whining? did you need help? were you unsafe? were you-
“megumi remember how you said it’d happen naturally” you pant
“y- yes-? y/n what’s going on-“
“megumi two hours ago when we were leaving last period you leaned down to whisper something in my ear and you breathed *on my neck* and- and your breath was hot and warm and you smelled good and- gah it felt so intimate and it made heat pool down there like it never has before and it all happened as naturally as you said and-“
holy shit, you were rambling
“and now i’m *fingering myself*, megumi” you pant.
he doesn’t even know what to say.
his end of the line was silent for a very long time.
then, “t- *that* did it?”
he freezes. his face is red. eyes blown wide. and for the first time heat is pooling in *his* groin area too.
“see megumi i uh- i kind of have an.. issue?” you continue, still fingering yourself pathetically on the other line.
“my fingers are too short. *i can’t fucking cum!”
the line is silent again before he splutters,
“a- and you- do you- are you saying you want me to-“
“o- okay so nobara had this issue too right and she got her boyfriend to do it and she said it- o- okay nevermind her-“
“megumi i know you’re not my boyfriend but you were the one that got me like this and- fuck- megumi i *need* it to be you. i-
i can’t cum without you!”
there wasn’t silence this time. his response was immediate, desperate like he’d been waiting for this moment as if it were a wet dream come true.
“where the *fuck* are you y/n”
there’s a beep as the call ends.
moments later there’s a flushed megumi rushing into your dorm and slamming the door behind him, stumbling as he almost throws himself onto the edge of your bed.
you’re covered up with a blanket, fingers still weakly working, he lays down beside you frantically, hands shaking from the sheer adrenaline as he reaches for you.
he reaches under your blanket as you make eye contact. his fingers find yours and he slowly pulls your hand out of your hole.
his long, warm, beautifully slender fingers that were yet much thicker than yours, slide into your pretty cunt.
oh he’s so deep but not in an overstimulating way - just in the way you can feel him sinking in so perfectly it makes your breath hitch and oh.. he’s not even all the way in yet!
“keep eye contact” he mutters,
“just tell me if it’s painful”
gosh, in a moment so intense how was he so *caring*
you felt good already and he hasn’t even started
“o- oh gumi th- that’s so much better than i ever even-“
you whine broken curses, and before you can even give a real answer he curls them a little deeper, still gentle as can be.
you moan softly as you arch up, and the corner of his lips twitch up a little. oh so *thats* what you liked.
“h- how the fuck do you know how to do that” is the first thing you can blurt out, and he breathes out a half laugh, his fingers continuing their slow, deliberate movements that he’s now certain make you whimper in a gentle tone that’s just so *you*.
“it’s.. common sense” he says, still focusing on the way your face contorts as he moves his fingers deeper. “i read a lot of books, you know. and articles. i know which spots and methods make a girl feel good”
you can’t even respond to that, as he purposely quickens his pace a little, praying you don’t press further. gosh how embarrassing would it be for him to have to explain that he read up on all that *just in case* you ever asked. crazy!
“aaah- a- a bit more please-“ you say, somehow shy to ask even though he’s literally fingerfucking you because you begged him to.
“yeah? is that okay?” he says STILL soft spoken, ever so sweetly as he fucks you deeper into the mattress with his fingers. literally what?!
your body jerks and arches and clenches and tenses, and he drinks up every little thing. you’re drunk on the feeling of his fingers and- wait. what is that feeling?
“o- okay i- i take back what i said”,
“i definitely understand why people brag about this feeling now”
“told you you’d get it one day”
and then he gives you everything he’s been holding back.
his pace is relentless, angling himself until he found your g spot then curling *right* into it.
and you squirt all over his fucking hand
his eyes are blown wide, panting hard as he realises what he’s just caused, still continuing as best he can. and it clicks.
you continue to gush around him.
“i- fuck i think, i- i don’t know what being close feels like”
but by the way you’re so clearly losing yourself, so reactive to the sensations his fingers were causing you, he knows how close you are to tipping right over the edge.
his fingers continued to move, pressing deeper, keeping a certain pace he read about that’s supposed to build up an orgasm perfectly.
“that’s okay. i’ll get you there. just relax and focus on the sensations” he says
and oh the way he assures you so softly makes you relax… and fall in love a tad bit more
and a moan is ripped out from deep inside you, your body tensing in a way you’ve never felt before
“yeah? that okay? this is what it’s like being close” he smiles
“oh- oh my god- AGH- megumi i- AGH- i feel it-“
this is it! this is it! he keeps the pace how it is, he waits until you clench a certain way and then- and then-
the second your eyes meet he curled his fingers as deep as they could go, and you. fucking. shattered.
you scream louder than you knew were possible, arching your back so violently that you was sure you pulled a muscle or two, tears pricked the corners of your eyes, and goddamn you almost crushed his fingers with that one hell of a clench.
for what felt like years after that you continued to cum around his poor fingers, completely unravelling to a point you didn’t know were possible.
his fingers pull out, his head falls against yours as you both pant
and as you gasp for air, utterly spent and blissed out as ever, yoh scramble into his arms.
“told you i’d get you there” he says, still in that sweet ass tone he uses with you. and you can’t even hold back as you cup his face and kiss for the first time him all clumsy.
“i fucking love you gumibear”
you say between messy kisses
and as he recovers from the flustered shock and kisses me back he says,
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