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We all appreciate likes but they don't do any good if no one is sharing the content.
Every time I see such a difference in likes and reblogs it discourages me from writing more and I'm sure others feel the same.
Starting this 2022 by binge reading yuujispinkhair 's fics they're all so good i wanna cry T_T yes i enjoy sukuita fics and i also enjoy yuuji x reader fics because i'm not gonna lie he's my favorite 🥺
Your Yuuji's date for the Jujutsu Academy's fancy New Year's Eve party, but fireworks aren't the only thing exploding that night.
Pairing: Yuuji x Reader (female)
Genre: smut, fluff
Word Count: 5k
Warnings: 18+, smut, dirty talk, fingering in a semi-public place + getting caught (kind of), a bit of oral, creampie, squirting. This is very self-indulgent. I just couldn't stop thinking about Yuuji in that sexy suit and that tie! I didn't plan for this to become so long, but here we are, sorry! All characters are of age. This story is 18+. Minors don't interact.
"That dress looks so sexy on you."
Yuuji's breath is hot on your cheek as he murmurs those words to you.
You smile and lean back against your boyfriend as his large hands hug your waist, and he presses his solid body against your back. The ghost of a kiss brushes against your cheek before Yuuji pulls away.
He's taking a step back to lean against the mirrored wall of the spacious elevator that's taking you several floors down to the hotel lobby where you're gonna meet the rest of your friends to attend the highly exclusive Jujutsu Academy New Year's Eve party.
This year's location, the Four Seasons Hotel, was Gojo's idea, and you definitely don't complain. The room you and Yuuji share is the best you've ever been in. And the party gave you the perfect excuse to go shopping with Nobara to buy the fanciest and sexiest party dress you could find. It's hugging your figure in all the right places. Yes, you totally picked this dress with Yuuji in mind. And you're thrilled that he seems to be as much into it as you hoped he would.
"Thank you, baby. I'm glad you like it. But you are very sexy too."
You smile at him and grab his tie, pulling him closer to press a sweet kiss to his lips.
"My gorgeous boy."
The dazzling grin on his handsome face lets you know that he is very pleased about your compliments.
You're only stating facts, though. Yuuji is really sexy as hell in the black custom-tailored suit, with the orange shirt beneath in combination with a black tie and fine dress shoes. You silently thank Gojo for deciding to take all the guys to his favorite men's tailor to get suits for all of them.
Of course, you love Yuuji in his everyday clothes. His old comfy hoodies and grey sweatpants look very hot on him, or even his Jujutsu Academy uniform. He's Yuuji, after all! He's always the most gorgeous person to you.
But seeing him in fancy clothing is something new, and it's making your head spin and your pussy throb. He looks so fucking hot!
The suit fits him perfectly. It's snug, accentuating his athletic figure with the broad shoulders and narrow hips, the toned arms and thighs, and his firm round ass. He's a mouthwatering sight, and you're sure he's gonna turn a lot of heads tonight while being endearingly unaware of what he's doing to people.
Anytime you mention how good-looking he is, he gets that cute flush on his cheeks but then just laughs and scratches his neck and replies with a: "Ah, I don't really care what people think of me. The only one I want to look good for is you."
Currently, his strong arms wrap around you, holding you in place so he can kiss you, parting your lips with his tongue and caressing it slowly against yours. It's a slow sensual kiss, promising that a lot more will follow after this. The kiss tastes like loud moans and tangled limbs and ruffled sheets. You know you will fall apart on Yuuji's cock tonight. And your body is already reacting to the prospect of it.
You moan softly into Yuuji's mouth as his hands wander down your body, admiring your shape, caressing your curves, and landing on his favorite part, your ass. His large hands are squeezing it through your tight dress, kneading your round flesh firmly, as his tongue delves deeper into your mouth.
For a moment, you catch yourself wishing that you could just skip the party and go back up to your hotel room and just spend the whole evening on the luxurious bed and in the fancy shower, having Yuuji fuck you in every way you can imagine.
But the soft ping! of the elevator reaching its destination puts an end to your little fantasy and to your make-out session with your very sexy boyfriend.
Yuuji's hands give your ass one last squeeze before pulling away, smiling sweetly at you,
"Fuck, I'm already looking forward to the after-party in our room!"
"Me too. But let's be my handsome date first. I want to show you off a bit."
You smile at his delighted laugh and the way he's scratching his neck so cutely, always getting a bit flustered when you praise him.
"Aww, that's not true! I'm the one showing YOU off!"
He grabs your hand, laughing happily as he pulls you along towards the hotel's restaurant.
It's a fancy establishment indeed. The spacious room where the party is held looks breathtaking with the finest marble floors and luxurious furniture decorated with gold elements. Big chandeliers are hanging from the high ceiling, glittering beautifully and illuminating the tables with the decadent buffet and stacks of champagne glasses.
Gojo did an excellent job choosing the location. And judging by his satisfied smirk as you pass him, you are sure that the higher-ups are really pissed off at him for throwing such a decadent party.
Yuuji spots Megumi and Nobara among the guests and leads you over to them, his warm hand holding on to yours.
The next two hours pass quickly. You're busy chatting with your friends and some people from the Kyoto Academy. And after eating your way through the delicious buffet, Yuuji spins you around the dancefloor while both of you laugh so hard that you have tears in your eyes.
It's a fun evening! But when you feel your boyfriend's hands on your hips and his lips on your cheek as he leans closer to kiss you, you can't help but wish you could have him all to yourself and feel his hands on your ass again and on other parts of your body. You don't often get the chance to be in a hotel room this nice. It's a shame not to make good use of it.
As if reading your thoughts, Yuuji's arm around you tightens, and his lips brush your ear.
"Wanna take a little break?"
You nod and follow him off the dancefloor. His large hand envelops yours and pulls you towards a door leading to another room. A peek inside shows that it's a smaller room, probably for private parties, and the best thing is that it's unoccupied at the moment.
Yuuji pulls you over to a comfy-looking armchair in front of an artificial fireplace and plops down on it, pulling you with him, so you end up on his lap with a little yelp which turns into a happy laugh.
You wrap your arms around his neck, smiling and leaning closer to kiss his cheek sweetly. And get rewarded by another bright smile and sparkling honey eyes beaming at you.
Yuuji's warm hands are on your body immediately, caressing over the bare skin of your arms and thighs and gliding over your dress. He presses his face into the side of your neck, warm mouth opening against your skin and sucking gently.
A shaky breath escapes your lips. Yuuji's mouth is always so sweet on you, kissing and licking and doing other things in a way that makes you so so weak.
"Yuuji..."
"God, baby, you look so cute in your little party dress. You drive me crazy."
His voice is a hoarse whisper against your ear, sending a bolt of desire through you. Your fingers run over the short hair of his undercut, making him purr into your ear, and it only makes you squirm more. It's embarrassing how hot and wet you feel between your thighs just from being on Yuuji's lap and feeling his lips on your neck.
But it seems that you're not the only one affected because there's a growing hardness beneath you. And sure enough, Yuuji's voice is back in your ear:
"Can you feel what you're doing to me?"
He pulls away to look at you with that horny look in his pretty eyes that always makes you want to fuck him for hours on end.
You keep the eye-contact as you grind slowly onto the growing hardness in his pants and nod.
"Hmm, yeah, I think I can feel it."
Yuuji licks his lips.
"What about you, sweetie? Are you wet for me too?"
Before you can answer him, one of his large warm hands already slips between your thighs and under your dress. Your breath hitches when you feel Yuuji's fingers rub against your panty-clad clit.
"Oh, did you also buy new panties for tonight?"
You did indeed. Actually picked the sexiest lacy black and pink bra and panties you saw, not caring about the little fortune they cost. You knew you would feel sexy in them and could already imagine Yuuji's eyes widening when he saw you in them. But you hadn't expected to feel his thick fingers rubbing you through those new panties while still at the party.
"Yeah..I..ah! I wanted to surprise you with a whole outfit, including nice underwear...but I guess I messed the new panties up already."
You definitely did. You're so wet that your cream is soaking through the thin lace and onto Yuuji's eager fingers.
Yuuji's pupils are dilated as he watches you, a slight flush staining his tan cheeks as his fingers slowly circle your clit.
"That's ok, baby. I like it when you mess your panties up because of me."
You have to bite your lip to stop yourself from moaning, but your body still reacts to Yuuji's words and his touch, jerking when his fingers pull your panties to the side now and play with your wet clit in tender slow caresses, spreading your wetness all over your pussy.
You can't take it anymore and bury your face against his shoulder to hide your fucked out blushing face. You know anyone could walk in on the two of you any moment. The party is just one door away, all the noises, the chatter, and music drifting over to you clearly. But Yuuji's calloused fingers are so perfect, rubbing you in such a delicious way that you can't bring yourself to care.
Yuuji has you squirming on his lap. You're breathing hard and spreading your legs sluttily for him, rutting needily against his talented fingers, chasing the pleasure he gives you so lovingly.
"Fuck, you're so perfect, princess. So sweet for me. Wanna make you cum right here. Cum on my fingers, baby, please."
He sounds breathless, so turned on, and his cock is pressing hard against your ass. You want to undo his pants and get that gorgeous cock out and ride him right here until you both cum all over each other. But it's too risky. It has to wait until later.
And Yuuji has other plans for you anyways. You muffle a moan against his strong shoulders when he pushes a thick finger into your slick hole. Not even the party sounds can drown out the squelching noises of his middle finger pumping in and out of your creamy pussy. Your sweet boyfriend is really on a mission to make you cum. His thumb joins in, flicking slowly over your wet clit.
If you were alone now, you'd be moaning his name like a slut, but here right next to a room full of people, all you can do is sob desperately into Yuuji's shoulder as he edges you closer and closer to your sweet release. You're shaking and riding his finger needily.
So close...so close...
You feel the familiar coil deep in your belly, and right when you're about to reach that sweet point of no return, you hear a voice:
"Oh, there you are!"
Your head jerks up from Yuuji's shoulder, and Yuuji's hand stops moving.
To his credit, he only sounds a bit out of breath when answering Nobara:
"Yeah.. um.. were you looking for us?"
You are so glad that you're back is to Nobara, so she doesn't see what is going on. You're trying to close your thighs, hoping it doesn't look too suspicious. But Yuuji's finger is still snuggly inside your throbbing pussy, his thumb rubbing against your clit when you move your legs. Oh, fuck!
Nobara chooses that moment to walk further into the room, causing your heart to jump to your throat. If she comes any closer, your short dress won't hide what is going on here, especially not with the way Yuuji pushed it up so he could watch your pussy getting fingered by him.
Your fingers dig sharply into Yuuji's neck, and it finally makes him snap out of his pussydrunk daze, and he pulls his hand away from your creamy folds, sliding down your thigh, leaving a trail of your slickness on your skin which makes you shiver slightly.
Nobara stops a few meters away, eyes widening as she gets a better look at the scene before her and your blushing faces.
"What were the two of you doing before I came here?"
"Nothing!"
"Geez, Itadori! There's a wholeass party going on outside this room! You're seriously fucking in here?"
"We weren't! It's not what you think!"
Nobara rolls her eyes.
"Of course, it is like that. Get a room or something! And I mean a private room! Your hotel room preferably. Because I sure as hell don't want to see this!"
She turns on her heels and is gone before either of you gets a chance to reply. Your gaze meets Yuuji's, and he smiles sheepishly.
"Ok, that was close."
You both burst out laughing at the same time. The situation is too awkward not to laugh, and humor is the only way to deal with it.
Yuuji grins at you, but you can still see how horny he is, half-lidded eyes, dilated pupils, and yeah, that eager hardness poking your thighs.
You put a hand on Yuuji's chest and let your fingers play with his tie as you smile at him.
"Maybe we should really go to our room."
"You were close, weren't you? I'm sorry, baby, I really wanted to make you cum here. But I'll make it up to you, I promise."
"I know. You always make me feel so good, Yuu."
The soft moan coming out of his lips makes your pussy clench. You will lose your mind if you don't get his fingers or his thick cock into you anytime soon. And so you slide off his lap, coming to a stand on slightly wobbly legs. But Yuuji's strong hands are there to steady you. He smiles at you and slips his hands under your dress again, but this time only to fix your panties and smooth your dress down.
"Ok, nice and proper again. Let's go!"
He takes your hand in his and puts his other hand on your waist.
"Can you walk right in front of me? I, um.. you know I think the other party guests don't want to see how much my dick loves you."
He's so cute! You can feel him against your ass, still so hard for you. It makes you bite your lip, and it takes all of your willpower to just keep on walking and not press your ass against Yuuji's cock.
The two of you half stumble to the elevator, grateful that none of your friends run into you, and you manage to sneak away without anyone trying to stop you.
The moment the elevator doors close behind you, there is no stopping your boyfriend. You squeal in surprise when strong hands grab you and Yuuji pushes you against the wall, almost knocking the air out of you.
His lips are on yours, kissing you heatedly. His soft tongue is pushing your lips apart and exploring your mouth hungrily as his solid body presses you against the elevator wall.
You love how strong he is, how he can just slam you against the wall and take control. Yuuji is such a sweet and caring boy, always so careful to treat you with respect and love and so eager to please you. But he's also so fucking big and strong and could literally do anything he wants with you.
His hands are exploring your body, gliding down your back, grabbing your ass, and kneading it firmly. You moan into his mouth, wrapping your arms around his neck and stroking your tongue eagerly against his, encouraging him to keep going.
And Yuuji definitely doesn't seem like he will stop anytime soon. He lifts you up, making you sit on the railing in front of the mirrored wall as he's pushing between your thighs and grinding his cock against you, making you lose your mind a bit more. You wrap your legs around his hips tightly, craving more contact.
Lifting you up made your dress ride up, and now Yuuji's rutting against your soaked lace panties, so close to you. You think you can feel the heat of his throbbing cock through the fabric of his pants. And you know that you're making a mess of his pants now, too, smearing your cream onto it as Yuuji grinds against you needily.
But Yuuji doesn't care about the state of his outrageously expensive pants. All he seems to care about is the feeling of your warm pussy against him, and he's craving to get more of it. He's gasping into your mouth, making those cute needy sounds in the back of his throat that always drive you crazy.
You barely register when the elevator reaches your floor, but luckily you don't have to do anything because Yuuji just carries you, stumbling backwards out of the elevator, still kissing you passionately, large hands kneading your ass, and pressing you tightly against the massive bulge in his pants.
Faintly you hope that no one is in the hallway right now because they'd definitely get a good show. But you can't really bring yourself to care because Yuuji's lips are too sweet on yours, and the only thing that matters is to be as close to him as possible, feeling every inch of his strong body against you.
Yuuji somehow manages to get the card out of his pants and open the door to your room, almost tumbling inside because the door opens too quickly. You both yelp and then laugh while still trying to keep on kissing.
Yuuji sets you carefully down, making sure that you're able to stand before letting go of you to close the door and take off his suit jacket. He turns back to you only a second later, looking at you with such a hunger in his eyes that it makes your pussy clench.
You both reach out at the same time.
This time it's Yuuji's back that hits the wall as he pulls you against him, his lips finding yours again in another passionate kiss. But now you're finally alone, and Yuuji makes good use of that fact, slipping his hands under your party dress, pushing it up over your hips, and tugging on the hem, lifting it further until you help him pull it over your head. Yuuji lets it drop to the floor carelessly. After all, his hands have something much more important to do: Groping your ass.
You gasp into his mouth, biting his bottom lip, making him moan needily.
Your hips jerk when one of his hands slips between your thighs, sliding over your wet panties, caressing your needy pussy through the soaked-through thin fabric. You can't help but grind down on his hand, needing more of him.
Just when you are about to beg him for more, sweet Yuuji is already pushing your panties to the side, sinking his thick finger knuckle deep into you again.
"Ah, Yuuji!! Fuck... I want you, baby!"
His breath is hot on your neck,
"Yeah? I'll take good care of you, princess. Gonna fuck you anyway you want and as long as you need."
His sexy promise is followed by a series of hot wet kisses against your neck while he pumps his finger in and out of your pussy.
He lifts his head from your neck, and his honey gaze meets yours. The way he's looking at you makes your legs shake. It's the combination of his piercing gaze, his thick finger fucking your soaking wet pussy, and the feeling of standing here in front of him only in your underwear while Yuuji is still almost fully dressed in his sexy suit.
You whimper needily and your hands come to rest on Yuuji's pecs, nails digging into the soft material of his orange button-up shirt. Your head is spinning. You know you'll cum on his fingers if he keeps on going, and part of you wants that. The part that needs to find release right now. But what you crave the most is Yuuji fucking you full of his cum.
Yuuji's free hand comes up, and he puts a finger under your chin, tilting your face up to look at him.
"Your pussy feels so sweet, baby. It will be so fucking perfect for my cock. Do you want that? Want me to fuck you until you cum on my cock?"
"Yes... please, Yuuji, fuck me, baby!"
Your fingers shake slightly as they're unbuttoning his shirt hastily. You just want him out of these clothes, want to see more of him, feel his warm skin under your hands, admire his tan muscles.
He helps you, steadying your hands and then slipping out of the shirt once you've unbuttoned it completely. His veiny hands come up to work on the knot of his tie, but you stop him with a soft touch of your hand against his.
"Leave the tie on, baby."
Big honey eyes look at you, and there's a sexy grin on his handsome face.
"Why? Do you like it?"
Instead of answering him, you grab the tie in question and wrap it around your wrist to pull Yuuji into another heated kiss. Moaning against his mouth,
"Yeah, it's so sexy on you."
Yuuji grabs your ass firmly at your words, moaning loudly into the deep kiss you share. He's pressing you flush against his muscular body, letting you feel his huge erection that's just waiting to get freed so it can plunge into your horny little pussy.
And then you're lifted up into Yuuji's strong arms for the second time today as he carries you to the large hotel bed. You wrap your legs tightly around his hips, hands running through his soft pink hair as he keeps on kissing you heatedly.
It still astounds you how strong Yuuji is, how easily he can lift you and carry you around. It's a fucking turn-on. Such a strong guy being so sweet with you. You moan into his mouth, grinding against the hardness straining against his pants.
Yuuji has reached the bed now and lays you down on it, large warm fingers sprawling on your thigs and pushing them apart, leaning down to kiss your clit through your lace panties, eliciting a loud gasp from you as your hips lift off the bed involuntarily.
Many other guys would taunt you about it, tease you about being too easily aroused by them. But not Yuuji. Instead, he looks up at you from between your thighs with so much love and desire in his honey eyes.
"You're so cute, baby! Your pussy is so sweet for me! Can't wait to fill it up. Ah, fuck!"
He trails off, moaning loudly as he sits up to open his belt and pants with impatient fingers. You're panting lightly as you let your hungry gaze wander over Yuuji's gorgeous buff body, the naked chest with those defined pecs and erect nipples, the taut abs which flex so beautifully as he's pulling off his pants. And that gorgeous cock which slaps heavily against his abs, so hard for you, ready to fuck you into pure bliss.
You can see it twitching and filling out even more right before your eyes as another bead of pre-cum pulses out of the beautiful swollen tip.
Your walls clench at the sight. You need him so much!
Yuuji's fist wraps around his thick length, palming the head and then pumps it several times, slicking it up with his pre-cum, stroking it to even more hardness. You know he's gonna absolutely wreck you tonight.
He smiles when he catches you checking him out. And then he's finally kneeling between your legs, leaning over you and letting his hands wander over your body greedily.
You're breathing heavily when his calloused fingers slip under the straps of your bra, pulling them down together with the rest of the bra, admiring your tits for a moment before his warm lips engulf one nipple, sucking firmly on it.
You moan loudly, arching up against Yuuji's mouth, your hands tangling in his soft pink hair. He doesn't stay there though, he's too horny, needing you too much. Just as much as you need him. One last flick of his velvety tongue over your sensitive nipple, and Yuuji continues his way down, leaving a trail of hot, open-mouthed kisses down your tits and belly. He stops at your panties and nuzzles his face against your wet pussy, inhaling your scent and moaning needily at it.
You couldn't stop even if you wanted to. Your body is reacting to Yuuji's touch, to his closeness, and your legs spread even further automatically, welcoming him, begging him to take you.
He pulls down your soaked panties, not bothering to get rid of them completely, but instead just letting them dangle off one of your ankles, while he's already grabbing your calf and lifting one of your legs onto his shoulder.
You bite your lip, looking up at Yuuji with your heart hammering wildly in your chest. Your hands twist in the bedsheets and you lift your hips needily. You must look like such a horny mess with that fucked out expression on your face and the glistening wetness between your legs.
Yuuji's honey gaze is taking you in, looking at you with a burning desire, and a low needy growl escapes his lips.
"Fuck! I'm sorry that I can't appreciate your cute underwear more, baby, but I really need to fuck you right now, or I'll lose my mind."
And then your head lolls back when Yuuj rolls his hips, rubbing his hard cock over your creamy pussy, coating himself with your juices. His tip teases your clit into stiffness before pulling back again to position himself at your tight slick hole.
Both of you gasp in anticipation. Yuuji's thick cockhead is lubed up with your pussy-cream and his pre-cum, stretching you open so deliciously.
You moan his name when he pushes into you with a hard deep thrust. He must be so horny if he's taking you like that. Not holding back but fucking you hard and fast.
He's so strong, all those buff muscles and the inhuman strength. He's so fucking big. Even his cock is so thick and long, stretching you open so deliciously.
He's fucking you hard and deep today, ramming into you with every firm snap of his hips, hitting your sweet spot at the perfect angle, making your back arch and hips buck as you're trying to take even more of his cock into you. You're shaking with need and pleasure, sobbing his name.
And he looks so hot. Pink hair disheveled, mouth hanging open, honey gaze full of lust, the tie around his neck slightly undone looking so messy. And he's panting and moaning loudly, sounding so sexy, as he fucks into you.
A sudden craving comes over you. You love this boy so much. You need him in your arms, need to feel all of him, need him on top of you, around you, pressing you down, putting his strong body all over you.
You grab his tie and wrap it around your wrist and give it a firm tug. Yuuji gasps lightly, and his eyes meet yours. You moan his name shakily, followed by another tug on the black tie.
He seems to understand what you need without you having to spell it out because he leans down, letting you pull him closer to you by his tie until he can kiss you.
The new position makes Yuuji put more of his weight on you, pushing your legs up to your chest and burying his cock even deeper in your tight heat. You whine needily into his mouth. It feels so good to be beneath him, getting pressed down by his firm body, feeling his thick cockhead prodding your sweet spot with every powerful roll of his hips.
You tug on the tie, and the two of you kiss sloppy and wet, both moaning loudly, lost in each other and in the pleasure you feel.
Yuuji is rutting into you with vigorous, strong thrusts, not holding back tonight. And you love every second of it. He's fucking you so thoroughly into the fancy hotel bed, filling the room with the loud slaps of his heavy balls against your pussy and the wet noises of your slick folds milking his perfect cock.
Outside the hotel the first fireworks are setting off. You can't see them because the curtains are drawn but you hear them becoming more frequent, filling the night with their loud banging noise.
It's New Year's Eve and you're really missing the fireworks! But it's ok because you have your own fireworks and explosions in here in this bed.
"Baby, I'm close... cum with me, princess."
But you're faster than Yuuji, already crying out in pleasure and clenching around his wonderful thick cock, pussy spasming wildly as your orgasm rips through you.
"Yuuji!! Fuck!! Yuu.. oh Yuu!"
He fucks you through it, making it last so long, fucking more and more spasms out of your pussy. You sob his name over and over again, your pussy grabbing his cock greedily as your hips buck again and again. He's gonna fuck another orgasm out of you if he keeps going like that.
And just as you think that thought, Yuuji's reaching between you, his calloused thumb finding your puffy clit and rubbing it in tight circles.
"One more baby, please give me one more! Need you to cum with me!"
And he cums just a moment later, pressing his forehead against yours and moaning your name, followed by the cutest mewls while he empties his heavy balls into you, filling your pussy with his hot cum.
But his thumb keeps flicking over your clit, sloppily now that his orgasm washes over him, but it does the job perfectly, and you cry out hoarsely as you cum a second time, clenching hard and this time squirting all over Yuuji's cock.
And now you can not only hear fireworks. You can also see them. Behind your closed eyelids. Yuuji put them there by fucking you so good.
The following day you meet Megumi and Nobara for breakfast in the hotel's restaurant. Yuuji smiles brightly at his friends, always the sweet sunshine boy.
"Happy New Year, guys! That was an amazing night, wasn't it!?"
Megumi eyes him suspiciously over the rim of his coffee cup before setting it down.
"I didn't see the two of you. Did you even watch the fireworks?"
"Oh, we made our own!"
Several things happen at once: Nobara spits out her drink and kicks Yuuji under the table. You squeal and dig your nails into his knee. And Megumi groans as if he's in pain and buries his face in his hands.
But Yuuji is just sitting there with a proud and smug grin on his handsome face, clearly enjoying the whole scene. He looks at you with sparkling eyes.
"What? It's true! Baby, you're my firework!"
Thank you so much for reading! I hope you liked it! Please let me know what you think! I would be very happy about comments and reblogs!! This story was rather spontaneous. I thought about New Year's Eve and how Yuuji would look at a party. And then I had the image of our sexy boy in a suit and tie in my mind and couldn't get it out again. I HAD to write a story about it! I always wanted to tug on Yuuji's tie and pull him into a kiss! So now all of you got a Happy New Year kiss from Yuuji, and also a Happy New Year fuck! What a way to end 2021 and start a new year!
Anon who sent that Yuuji brainrot ask here - oh my gOD I can't believe you wrote a thing about what I sent!!! 😭😭😭 Thank you so much! It had me shivering and clenching all at the same time... 😩💓💓💓 Got me thinking that shower sex with Yuuji would be so filthy because you can get extra messy with him and it'll be washed away in no time. He might even shyly ask to try new things while you're at it hnnnggg
Omgg, I'm so glad you liked it!! Thank you for sending me that cute and sexy thirst!!
18+! All characters are of age. Minors don't interact.
Shower sex with Yuuji is so hot and sweet. His big hands run all over your body, spreading shower gel all over you, paying extra attention to your nipples and your ass cheeks. He places hot kisses on your neck as his hands slip between your legs and play with you until you're moaning his name. The feeling of your wet skin against his drives him crazy, and he can't help but rut his throbbing cock against you while caressing you.
Yuuji is always up for trying new things. And so he won't hesitate to whisper in your ear: "Baby, what do you do in the shower when I'm not here to take care of you? Can you show me, please? Show me what you do to make yourself cum."
He's so cute, and you know that you don't have to be ashamed in front of him. But if you're too shy, it's ok too, and Yuuji will just go first. He'll stroke his gorgeous cock so prettily for you, giving you such a good show, moaning so loudly for you, and looking so hot when he's leaning against the shower wall with his head thrown back while pumping his thick cock in his fist. When he's close, he tangles one big hand in your hair and pulls you in front of his tip, making sure to spray his milky cum over your face.
He watches you hungrily, telling you how cute you look with his cum dripping down your face, and is almost sad when the water washes it off before he can lick it up.
Also, Yuuji is 100% the type to fuck you against the shower wall and afterwards towel you down and kiss you and carry you to the bedroom to lay you down on the bed so he can fuck you a second and third time because he can't get enough of you.
That's not a candy cane in my pocket. I'm just glad to see you!
Sukuna comes home to Yuuji baking Christmas cookies only clad in his boxers, and that's a sight the candy cane in Sukuna's pants enjoys a lot! (This story takes place in an AU where Sukuna could get a human body, and he and Yuuji are happily dating.)
Pairing: Sukuna x Yuuji
Genre: smut, fluff
Word Count: 3k
Warnings: 18+, dirty talk, fingering, oral, anal, light spanking, creampie, cum eating, they give each other hickeys and light bite marks, all characters are of age. This story is 18+. Minors don't interact.
The elevator door slides open, and Sukuna strolls into the penthouse, taking off his jacket and shoes while calling out:
"Baby, I'm back! Where are you?"
"In the kitchen! I'm baking Christmas cookies!"
A soft laugh escapes Sukuna's lips. Of course, his brat is baking again. It's all he's been doing for the last few days. But Sukuna doesn't complain. Yuuji is really good in the kitchen. And why shouldn't the King of Curses enjoy good Christmas cookies too?
Sukuna always enjoyed food, so it was important to him to have a high-end modern kitchen now that he had a human body and could finally eat again. First, Uraume cooked for him again, just like in old times. But then Yuuji started to take over the kitchen more and more until Uraume had to grudgingly accept that the kitchen belonged to Master Yuuji now.
Sukuna grins at the memory. Isn't he lucky to have a boyfriend who loves cooking and baking?
He stops in the double door that leads to the kitchen taking in the sight before him.
Yuuji's busy mixing something in one of the bowls in front of him. There's flour in his pink hair and some cookie dough smeared on the side of his neck. But the most noticeable thing is that he's only in his boxers.
Sukuna's eyes widen as he lets his gaze travel down Yuuji's body. So much smooth tan skin on display for him. Taut muscles flex beautifully as Yuuji stirs the batter. And those tight red boxers are hugging his firm round ass nicely. He's a delicious sight. Even more tempting than the trays full of Christmas cookies he already baked.
Sukuna stares at him, transfixed. He watches Yuuji bend over the kitchen counter to grab some sugar. That little tease! It's unintentional though, Sukuna knows that. Yuuji is sweet, innocent, so cutely unaware of how sexy he is. He doesn't even know what he's doing to Sukuna. It makes him even more endearing.
But why is he half-naked?
Sukuna watches as Yuuji accidentally drops the whisk he was holding into the bowl in front of him, making some egg white foam splatter onto his chest.
Yuuji yelps, and Sukuna sees him running a finger through the sticky white on his pecs.
That's enough! Sukuna walks up to him, grabbing Yuuji's hips and pressing his crotch against Yuuji's ass. Yuuji gasps softly, followed by a chuckle, and leans back against Sukuna.
"Hey, babe."
He turns his head to smile that stupid boyish smile that's so fucking cute. And Sukuna has no other choice but to cup Yuuji's chin and capture his lips in a heated kiss.
Yuuji's tongue tastes like sugar. God, even his kisses are sweet! Sukuna almost regrets pulling away. But he does, flicking his tongue one last time against Yuuji's before ending the kiss and smirking at him as his arms wrap around Yuuji's waist, hugging him tightly from behind.
"Can you tell me why you are practically naked?"
Yuuji starts laughing,
"Ah well, I got really hot because the oven has been on for hours already."
The cookie dough smeared over his neck looks too tempting to just let it sit there, and so Sukuna leans down to scoop it up with his tongue, licking it all off Yuuji's skin before biting his earlobe gently,
"You're such a little tease. You drive me so fucking crazy. And by the way, that's not a candy cane in my pocket. I'm just glad to see you."
He grinds his half-hard dick against Yuuji's boxer-clad ass, letting his brat feel what he's doing to him.
"Oh! Hmm, are you sure, though?"
Yuuji's honey eyes sparkle mischievously as he's looking over his shoulder at Sukuna, pressing his ass back against the growing erection.
"Because it always tastes really sweet when I have it in my mouth. Maybe that's a candy cane in your pants after all..."
"Oh, yeah? Wanna have it in your mouth right now to check?"
Sukuna has barely finished his sentence when Yuuji is already pushing him off him and grabs his hips to reverse their positions, so Sukuna is the one leaning against the kitchen counter.
Sukuna laughs at the eagerness. It's how he likes it. His cute pet is always so eager to please him and always ready to worship Sukuna's cock. That's exactly how a King should be treated.
Yuuji's fingers are already undoing Sukuna's pants impatiently, and a needy moan is heard when he has finally freed his boyfriend's thick cock, watching hungrily as it taps against his shirt-clad abs.
Sukuna's hands are tangling in soft pink hair as he pushes his brat down until he's on his knees in front of Sukuna, smiling up at him with that sweet but cheeky smile, lips hovering just a few centimeters away from Sukuna's now fully erect cock.
Sukuna watches as Yuuji's soft pink tongue darts out to lick him all the way up, starting at his thick base, running over the two black inked rings adorning the middle part of his cock and up to his swollen tip, where a glistening pearl of pre-cum is waiting to get licked up. A little treat for Sukuna's pet.
And, of course, Yuuji appreciates it. He gasps softly before sucking on Sukuna's tip hungrily, closing his eyes, moaning softly around him as if this is really the sweetest candy cane Yuuji ever tasted.
Sukuna's dick twitches. Yuuji's lips are so sweet on his tip, sucking him so devotedly.
"You really like this, huh? But just a little taste, baby. You're too good with your mouth, and I want to cum in your cute tight ass."
His fingers run through Yuuji's hair, petting him encouragingly. He looks so cute, on his knees for Sukuna, mouth wrapped around his dick, taking it in all the way and bopping his mouth on it while the sweetest slurping noises and needy moans are filling the kitchen.
A low growl escapes Sukuna's mouth. He has to be careful, or he'll lose control and just fuck Yuuji's mouth until he cums. It's so tempting. The way Yuuji makes love to his cock is making his thoughts cloudy. It would be so easy to just give himself over to the sweetness of that warm mouth. But he really wants to dump his load in Yuuji's ass.
He tugs on the soft pink hair, pulling his sweet angel off his cock, smirking at the pop! noise that fills the kitchen.
Yuuji's spit is glistening on Sukuna's cockhead, a tiny thread of it still connecting his dick with Yuuji's mouth. Sukuna watches in fascination as the thread tears slowly, and Yuuji licks his swollen lips.
Their eyes meet, and Sukuna feels his heart constrict. He lets go of Yuuji's hair to cup his cheek with as much tenderness as he can muster, caressing Yuuji's cheek with his thumb.
"Show me what you've been baking, baby. Can I try something?"
Yuuji smiles and gets up again, leaning against the counter to dip his fingers into one of the bowls.
"Those are the ones I'm working on right now. Here, baby, get a taste."
He grins happily, holding his finger to Sukuna's lips, pressing lightly against them. There's a seductive glint in his pretty eyes, which makes Sukuna smirk amusedly. Maybe he rubbed off on his sweet boy.
He smirks, his gaze never leaving Yuuji's as he opens his lips to flick his tongue against Yuuji's finger, feeling smug when he sees his boyfriend's eyelids fluttering.
Sukuna licks the cookie dough off Yuuji's finger, deliberately slow and thorough, pressing a kiss to the fingertip when he's finished.
"That's delicious. You always spoil me with the things you do in the kitchen. Always taking such good care of me."
He reaches out to stick his fingers into the bowl with the cookie dough too now and then holds them out to Yuuji, who doesn't hesitate but instantly sucks them into his mouth, mimicking what he did to Sukuna's cock just a moment ago.
When Sukuna pulls them out again, they are coated in Yuuji's spit. Perfect.
"Come here, baby. Bend over the counter for Daddy so I can take care of you too."
He pushes Yuuji against the kitchen counter, pulling down his tight red boxers, exposing that fine round muscular ass. He gives it a quick slap, watching enraptured as it wiggles for him so lovely. He can never resist when he sees Yuuji's ass.
Yuuji moans loudly, already losing his mind just from the anticipation of what his boyfriend will do to him.
He bends submissively over the counter like the good pet he is, looking tastier than all the yummy Christmas cookies combined.
Sukuna leans over him, letting his lips trail over Yuuji's neck, kissing and licking his soft skin, which is still tasting faintly of flour and sugar, while his slicked-up fingers work Yuuji's tight hole open.
He revels in the loud whines coming from his brat, the way he's pushing his ass against Sukuna's fingers so eagerly, begging for more. Always such a cute slut for him.
Sometimes Sukuna misses his demon form with the four arms and the mouths he could manifest all over different parts of his body. He could have turned Yuuji into such a mess with those. But on the other hand, the assets he has now in human form are already making Yuuji moan his name in sweet abandon and tightening around his fingers when he crooks them deep inside him. So it seems that Sukuna doesn't need anything else to make his baby fall apart for him.
Sukuna smiles in satisfaction at the thought. The rush of power he feels anytime Yuuji moans his name is exhilarating.
"I think you're ready to take that candy cane."
He pulls his fingers out of Yuuji and gives his firm ass another slap, drawing another low moan from Yuuji's mouth.
Sukuna gives his throbbing cock several firm strokes, spreading the pre-cum pooling at his tip over his whole veiny length.
His gaze travels to his boyfriend leaning over the counter, spread open so sweetly for him, ready to take all of him. He will never get enough of the pride and possessiveness he feels anytime he sees Yuuji like this.
Itadori Yuuji belongs to Sukuna. No one else will ever see him like this. No one else can have him. Because he only wants Sukuna.
Sukuna presses his glistening tip to Yuuji's spit-smeared hole, watching enrapt as he slowly pushes into Yuuji, stretching him open around Sukuna's swollen tip. Yuuji's gasping softly, and it turns into a whiny, high-pitched moan when Sukuna rolls his hips and sinks deeper into him.
He runs a hand up and down his brat's back, caressing his firm muscles, gracing them with his fingernails. He's so beautiful and so sweet. So eager to please him, so in love with Sukuna.
The thought makes Sukuna moan softly, and his hips snap forward, bottoming out inside his boyfriend's tight ass.
His gaze falls on Yuuji's face, resting on his forearms, eyes closed and mouth opening in an o shape as another loud moan falls from his lips. He looks like an angel, with the flour and sugar dusting his skin and pink hair, the slight flush to his tan cheeks, the soft pink lips, face so pretty with that expression of pure bliss on it when he feels Sukuna's cock inside him. Yes, he is Sukuna's angel. The demon king's angel.
Sukuna rolls his hips, fucking Yuuji's ass with deep, powerful thrusts which make Yuuji tremble around his cock, moaning loudly.
"Kuna... Oh, fuck! K...Kuna. Feels so good!"
He's so beautiful. A low groan escapes Sukuna's lips as he ruts into Yuuji's heat. So beautiful and perfect. He's made for Sukuna. His tight ass massages Sukuna's cock in the most enticing way. His pretty voice whimpers Sukuna's name like no one else ever did.
Sukuna is moaning softly as his hand wanders into ruffled pink hair. His strong fingers twist in it, and then he tugs.
"Come here, baby."
Sukuna can't tell why he always feels these urges to have Yuuji even closer to him. Maybe it's because they once were one, sharing the same body. Maybe he wants Yuuji bound to him again. Maybe he wants to be his whole world. Or maybe, and he suspects this is the real reason, this is what loving someone means. Being greedy. Never getting enough, always wanting to hold them even tighter, needing more kisses, more intimacy.
He pulls his boyfriend up, and Yuuji happily obliges, pushing back against Sukuna's cock needily, taking it deep into his ass, making them both groan loudly.
Yuuji leans back against him, one of his hands coming up instantly to tangle in Sukuna's hair as he turns his face into Sukuna's neck to leave sweet kisses there. Sukuna's eyes close as he cranes his neck, wordlessly showing his lover that he approves of what Yuuji's doing to him.
He picks up speed, rutting into Yuuji's sweet ass, and the sound of his balls smacking against Yuuji mingles with their heavy breathing and soft moans.
Yuuji's lips close around Sukuna's skin, sucking firmly on his neck.
He's claiming me too.
Sukuna's heart swells at the thought. Yuuji's lips let go of his sensitive skin, his tongue licking over the mark he just left there. His voice is hoarse and thick with lust when he half whispers half moans:
"You always fuck me so good, Kuna. Love your dick inside me so much."
It fills Sukuna with the utmost pride. He wraps his arms tightly around Yuuji, pulling him against him as close as possible, groaning when he feels his boyfriend clench around his cock.
Now Sukuna is the one kissing Yuuji's neck, sucking firmly on his skin, teeth grazing over his pulse, biting him gently, leaving his marks all over Yuuji's soft skin.
Mine.
Yuuji's head is thrown back, resting on Sukuna's shoulder as he gets pounded so good that he's sobbing from the pleasure of it.
And Sukuna is intent on eliciting more of those needy sounds from him. He holds Yuuji in place, with one hand on his hip, the other around his neck, while he fucks into him with hard deep thrusts.
"Cum for me, baby. Wanna see you cream yourself with your sweet icing. Even sweeter than the one you put on those cookies."
It only takes a few more strong snaps of his hips, and Yuuji tenses up, sobbing Sukuna's name as his tight ass clamps down on Sukuna's cock, and his thick milky ropes of cum shoot out of his cock messily. Some of it lands on Sukuna's arm holding Yuuji in place. It sticks to it, slowly dripping down, making Sukuna groan appreciatively. It's always so cute how much Yuuji cums.
"Yeah, that's my good boy."
Yuuji is still moaning so sweetly, riding out the last waves of his orgasm when Sukuna follows him, hand tightening around Yuuji's throat when he feels the pressure deep in his belly lift, and he cums with a low growl, pumping Yuuji's ass full of his hot cum.
He stays like that for a moment, cock pressed snugly into Yuuji's now cum-filled hole, basking in the afterglow of his orgasm and the feeling of being one with his beloved.
Yuuji sighs happily, running his fingers gently over Sukuna's arm. Sukuna smiles and presses a kiss to his neck before finally pulling out of him.
There's still a delicacy waiting for him after all.
He turns Yuuji around before getting on his knees to lick all the sticky mess off his abs. A delicious mix of cum and sugar and flour. It's messy and sticky and so sweet. Sukuna loves it and makes sure to reach every drop.
"You're so sweet, my love. You even taste like sugar."
Yuuji laughs, the taut muscles on his stomach flexing beautifully.
"So you are a candy cane, and I am a sugar cookie? Love that for us!"
Sukuna looks up at him, marveling once again at the fact that he, the King of Curses, is here on his knees for someone. But this isn't just someone. This is Yuuji. And it makes strangely so much sense for Sukuna to be on his knees for him.
His gaze lands on Yuuji's muscular thighs, where a thin trail of Sukuna's cum is slowly trickling down the tan skin.
Sukuna smirks and leans forwards to lick it up, keeping it on his tongue as he gets up and pulls Yuuji into a tender kiss, feeding him his cum. Yuuji licks it hungrily off his tongue, moaning softly, and Sukuna's heart flutters.
His sweet angel always takes everything Sukuna gives him. Always so devoted and caring. Yuuji loves him and wants to make him happy.
It's so delightful. It feels like some ancient magic, powerful as the stars and everything that's holding this world together.
They stay like that for a while, just kissing slowly, hands cupping each other's cheeks, basking in the afterglow, enjoying their closeness and the taste of each other shared between their mouths.
Once they have parted and cleaned themselves up, Yuuji goes back to baking more Christmas cookies. But he reaches out and wraps a hand around Sukuna's biceps, stopping him from leaving the kitchen.
"Hey, babe, since you're already here, you can help me! I still have to make three more trays of cookies. Here, you can cut the candy cane cookies. You seem to be the candy cane expert in this house after all!"
He grins at Sukuna cheekily and holds out a candy-cane-shaped cookie-cutter with a wink. Sukuna laughs loudly, but he takes the cookie-cutter obediently and goes to work. Anything for his angel.
Yay, this is the last part of my Naughty Season series! I'm a bit late lmao, but I'm glad I could write all the stories I wanted to. Thank you so much for reading! I hope you enjoyed it! I had a lot of fun writing this because I am very weak for fluffy and domestic Sukuita, and this stupid little Christmas story made me very happy. Please let me know what you think! I would appreciate reblogs and comments a lot!
Surprise surprise!
Megumi knows that his found family likes to throw a "surprise" party for him every year. So he is prepared. Or maybe he isn't. Because this year his birthday surprise turns out to be something different.
Pairing: Megumi x Reader (gender-neutral)
Genre: Fluff with a bit of smut
Word Count: 3.7 k
Warnings: 18+ This is mostly a fluffy story about Megumi spending his special day with his friends and reader, but he also gets some birthday sex because that's what he deserves! Fingering, praise, creampie. All characters are of age. My blog and this story are 18+. Minors don't interact.
"Babe, can you come to the kitchen, please? I need help finding the new teabags you bought."
Megumi switches off the tv and turns towards you with an amused expression.
"So I guess it's time for my surprise party."
"I don't know what you mean."
He watches you trying to fight the urge to laugh and failing after a few seconds. It's so cute, and Megumi can't help but smile fondly at you as he gets up from his bed.
"Come on, let's get it over with."
He pulls you into a quick hug, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips before wrapping an arm around your waist and starting towards the door.
He knows exactly what's waiting for him. And, of course, he's right.
The moment the two of you walk into the community kitchen, you get bombarded with confetti and a mix of loud voices yelling:
"Surprise! Happy birthday, Fushiguro!!"
It's not technically a surprise, though, because they do this every year. Anytime someone in their friend group has their special day, the others throw a "surprise" party.
The corners of Megumi's lips lift in a half-smile as he brushes some confetti off his favorite black oversized sweater.
Megumi isn't the party type. So the first time this happened several years ago, he had been appalled. Only the obvious excitement and happiness on Itadori's face had kept him from storming out of the room and showing them how much he didn't enjoy surprises, especially when they came in the form of social events.
But over the years, Megumi learned to deal with it. After all, this is just his friends' way to show they care about him. And that is something that makes Megumi's heart feel very full. Knowing that he has people who remember his birthday and even take the time to prepare something for him is something he is very grateful for.
So even though the parties they plan aren't exactly Megumi's idea of fun, he still plays along. If it makes them happy, why not let them throw confetti at him and hug him tightly and make him sing karaoke with them? Also, the birthday cakes Itadori always makes are definitely delicious. He knows Megumi's taste and always makes sure the cake isn't too sweet.
Megumi wonders what cake it will be this year, gaze straying sneakingly over to the table, but before he catches a glimpse, there are already large warm hands pressed onto his eyes and his best friend's amused laugh in his ear,
"No peeping!! Come on, guys, help me! Lead our birthday boy to his gift table! You will love it, Fushiguro!!"
Itadori is always the most excited, no matter whose birthday it is. Megumi feels a wave of affection for his best friend wash over him. It's so typical for Yuuji to feel genuinely happy for other people.
Right now, Itadori is pressing his hands tightly onto Megumi's eyes and pushing him forwards, almost making him stumble.
But another pair of hands touch Megumi now. It's a familiar touch. His favorite touch. He knows those hands by heart. Memorized every line on them, kissed them countless times, held them in his hands, felt them in his hair and all over his body, always so gentle and loving, always anchoring him and making him feel loved and desired.
You're intertwining your fingers with his and give his hand a gentle squeeze. Megumi smiles at the reassurance your touch offers. He doesn't really like to admit his weaknesses, but you know him so well, and so you are aware that he isn't very comfortable with the concept of parties.
Your voice drifts to his ears,
"Come, Gumi, I think you'll love the cake."
He feels your weight leaning against his side and then a soft brush of lips against his cheek.
Itadori chuckles happily behind Megumi before giving him another gentle shove. And so Megumi makes his way over to the birthday table, with Itadori's hands over his eyes and your hands holding his and guiding his steps.
He's greeted by another loud cheer from his friends, who have now gathered around the table. And then Itadori finally lets go of Megumi, and the scene unfolds in front of his eyes.
The kitchen table is stacked with gifts, balloons, confetti, glittery deco hearts, and happy
birthday signs. And in the middle, there's a two-tier birthday cake, dark chocolate, Megumi's favorite, with candles and little handmade figurines of his shikigami.
"(Name) helped me make those! Aren't the little bunnies cute?!"
Itadori exclaims excitedly as Megumi's gaze catches yours, and a warm feeling is spreading through his chest. So that's where you disappeared to yesterday afternoon. He smiles softly before turning to inspect the figurines, which really look cute.
"They look amazing. Thank you."
His arm wraps around your waist, pulling you against his side, and he reaches out with his other hand to pat Itadori's arm.
"Now blow the candles, Megumi-chan!!"
Gojo is holding up his phone with a smirk on his face. He probably recorded the whole event. Megumi cringes inwardly because he knows Gojo will post the videos and pictures on all his social media accounts. He always makes such a big deal out of all their birthdays.
Kugisaki elbows Gojo in that moment, almost making him drop his phone.
"We have to sing first!"
And Megumi watches in dawning horror as everyone straightens up and starts singing on the count of three. Well, everyone except Inumaki, of course, who claps his hands instead and does some little dance.
This is always Megumi's least favorite part. Because what are you supposed to do while people sing happy birthday to you? Stand there and look like an idiot? Nod at them? Say something? No reaction seems appropriate. So Megumi always ends up just looking stoically at the candles on the cake, waiting for the song to be finally over.
Heck, he's really not made for this type of event! But then he feels your weight against his side shift, and suddenly your head is resting on his shoulder as you lean against him, singing softly in his ear with a happy smile in your voice, and somehow that makes the whole birthday song thing a lot more bearable.
Everyone joins Inumaki's clapping when the song ends, and it's time for Megumi to blow the candles.
He looks around, seeing all the faces of the people the dearest to him. Kugisaki standing there with Maki's arms wrapped around her waist, both of them grinning at him. Inumaki and Panda are still busy making awkward dance moves and laughing about it. Nanami, with his arms crossed in front of his chest but looking relaxed and wearing a gentle smile on his face. Gojo next to him, holding his phone filming the whole scene while looking solemnly at the screen, just like a proud dad. Itadori smiling his typical big smile, looking so happy to be here.
And you, looking at Megumi with eyes full of affection and that pretty smile that lights up your whole face and makes Megumi's heart beat faster no matter how many times he sees it.
In the past, love used to be something Megumi was scared of. It meant giving someone power over him, and this was a dangerous thing in the wrong hands. Because unfortunately, people could change their minds and just decide to leave, taking a part of Megumi's heart with them, leaving him broken and damaged.
It took years, but his found family made him feel safe again. They gave him a feeling of home and being loved and taken care of. Megumi trusts them. And this is probably the biggest compliment he can give someone.
So when he leans down to blow out the candles, he doesn't really have a wish, other than being able to have these people around him forever. Hopefully, Tsumuki can join too next year. But that's it. He just wants this. All his loved ones alive and happy.
Loud cheers erupt when the last candle goes out, and then Megumi gets yanked away and pulled into Itadori's embrace. After that, Kugusaki practically jumps him, ruffling his hair and hugging him tightly. And so it goes until everyone has wished him a happy birthday.
It gets a bit awkward for a moment when Sukuna decides to wish Megumi a happy birthday too, much to Itadori's dismay, who slaps his own cheek hard.
"Stop it! Don't be weird on Fushiguro's birthday!"
"I'm not being weird, you insufferable brat! Megumi is the only one worthy of my birthday wishes!"
After the excitement turns down a bit, Megumi gets pushed down onto a chair by Gojo, who tells him to open his presents so everyone can see what he got.
At the same time, Itadori is handed a "cake-knife" by Maki that looks suspiciously like an expensive Zenin heirloom. But Megumi won't complain. Instead, he catches Maki's gaze and smirks at her knowingly, which she returns with a wink.
The gifts turn out to be actually really nice. A cozy sweater, two non-fiction books Megumi has had his eyes on for a while, new headphones, a fluffy dog-shaped pillow, a scarf that seems to be hand-knitted, and a coffee mug with a picture of Megumi, Itadori, and Kugisaki all doing the peace sign.
Megumi thanks everyone, feeling genuinely grateful for the found family he has.
And for you. You are his family too. If things go his way, you will even be his official family sometime in the future, with a wedding ring on your finger and his last name in your ID.
His gaze finds yours, and he reaches out to pull you onto his lap, which makes you squeal and chuckle happily as you wrap your arms around his neck and smile at him with sparkling eyes and a light blush on your cheeks. You look so cute. It makes Megumi's heart feel so full. He tightens his arms around your waist and smiles when you snuggle against him.
Usually, he isn't the type for big public displays of affection. Sure, he likes to hold hands at all times, and he really likes to see you walking around with his hickeys on your neck because he's a possessive boyfriend and loves knowing that everyone can see his marks on your skin. But to have you on his lap is usually something he prefers in private. But his birthday put him in a surprisingly good mood so far.
He takes a plate with a big slice of cake which Itadori offers him, and just like he expected, it tastes delicious, rich dark chocolate flavor, exactly the way Megumi likes it best. He gives his best friend a thumbs up and is blessed with a delighted smile. Everyone is helping themselves to some cake now, and the conversation quiets down a bit while everyone is munching their cake.
You and Megumi are sharing his piece of cake because it is so big that he can't eat it all himself. And so he's holding his fork to your lips and feeding you little bites of cake while watching you with what he is sure is a besotted expression on his face.
He likes this, having you on his lap, feeding you cake, feeling your hands caress the hair at the nape of his neck. It feels very comfortable and domestic. He catches himself thinking that he would love to have this for the rest of the evening. Just the two of you doing couple things. You on his lap, kissing him, licking all the remaining chocolate off his lips. His hands slipping under your sweater, touching you in the way that makes you arch against him and sigh so sweetly.
He feels a bit guilty about it. After all, everyone has probably been planning this party for him for weeks. It would be selfish to leave too early. He has to be patient. A few more hours, and after that, he will have you all to himself in his room.
He steels himself mentally for what is to come now that everybody has finished their cake. Probably karaoke. He hopes no one will try forcing him to dance. He is ok with the singing by now, at least. Years of going to karaoke bars with Itadori and Kugisaki made sure of that.
You slide off his lap and get up, making Megumi almost complain out loud at the loss of the comforting feeling of your weight in his lap. He only keeps silent because he knows he'll get more of you tonight. He just has to wait a bit longer. He can do that!
To his utter surprise, Itadori chooses that moment to drop something else into Megumi's lap. It's Megumi's coat and his new scarf.
Megumi looks at him in puzzlement.
"What the..."
"Put that on, Fushiguro. You'll need it. It's cold outside."
"We go outside?"
"Not we. You go outside. You and (name)."
Itadori is grinning mischievously from ear to ear as Megumi keeps on staring at him. What is going on? Does that mean no karaoke and no dancing?
He only gets pulled out of his thoughts because you take both of his hands in yours and tug on them, pulling him to his feet.
"Come on, baby!"
"Are we going somewhere?"
You nod eagerly and let go of his hands to grab your own jacket.
"Yes, we are going somewhere. So hurry up, birthday boy!"
"But.. what about the party?"
Itadori is the one who speaks up:
"The party is taking place without you! But don't worry, we'll make sure to have a lot of fun in your honor!"
"What?"
This is becoming weirder by the second. Megumi clutches his cloak and scarf and looks at his best friend as if he has lost his mind.
But Itadori just grins brightly as he gently urges Megumi towards the door.
"Sorry, Fushiguro, but yeah, we are throwing you out on your own birthday. Now go and have a cute date night!!"
Oh.
Megumi turns his head to look at you.
"Date night?"
You laugh delightedly at his confusion. A sound that is so sweet that it makes his pulse quicken.
"Yeah, that's the real surprise tonight! You don't have to endure a night of karaoke and dancing. Instead, you and I are going to the Long Night of Wildlife Christmas."
Megumi blinks several times. Wildlife Christmas. He saw the ads for it while walking through the city and might have mentioned to you once that it sounded very interesting. It's hosted at the National Museum of Nature and Science, one of Megumi's favorite places. The ad said there would be different exhibitions and documentaries about how different species spent wintertime. He had wanted to go but assumed it was bad timing because he'd have a surprise party to attend.
Maybe he was a bit stupid. A grin is tugging at his lips.
He looks around at all his friends who are smiling at him, Gojo, who is snaping some more pictures, Itadori, who's practically shoving him out the door so he'll finally move.
And you, who are waiting for him with an outstretched hand and the most beautiful smile on your face.
Everyone here in this room planned this for him. They know he doesn't like parties, so they gave him this instead. It's so thoughtful. So nice.
He has to gulp hard to make the sudden lump in his throat disappear so he can say in a soft voice:
"Thank you. All of you. That's a really good surprise."
Itadori claps his back.
"Aww, Fushiguro, we're glad you like it. You're always there for all of us. We can always rely on you and know that you will take care of things. We're really grateful for you! And so we figured we should give you a birthday you actually enjoy."
He's smiling his stupid wide smile and scratching his neck sheepishly, and Megumi wants to tell him he's the best friend Megumi ever had. But he gets interrupted by Kugisaki throwing an empty gift box at him,
"Hurry up, you idiot! If you aren't out that door in five seconds, I'll make you sing a duet with me!"
And so Megumi quickly leaves, accompanied by the happy laughter of his friends. He takes your hand and intertwines your fingers, looking deeply into your eyes as he lifts your hand to his mouth and presses a gentle kiss on the back of it.
"Let's go on our date then. I don't want to miss this."
He can't help but feel excited now that he knows what's planned for the two of you and that he can have you all to himself for the rest of the evening.
Taking you to museums is one of his favorite things. He loves the quiet atmosphere there, loves that he can hold your hand the whole time. Sharing his interests with you and talking about them brings him joy. So this surprise date is really the perfect evening in his eyes.
Megumi squeezes your hand lightly and gently pulls you with him. He doesn't plan on letting go of your hand for the rest of the evening.
The Long Night of Wildlife Christmas is as good as Megumi hoped it'd be. He finds himself enjoying it a lot, even more so because you are by his side, and you seem just as excited as he is. Megumi's gaze keeps straying to you to take in the happy glint in your eyes and the pretty smile on your face, the way your eyes widen when you read out loud some detail you didn't know yet.
And Megumi can't help but smile too. His chest feels so warm. The love he feels for you seems to burn inside him like a comforting fire in a fireplace. Keeping him warm and making him feel at home. He didn't think it possible, but maybe he's fallen even deeper in love with you right in this moment.
Megumi is happy.
You tug on his hand to pull him towards the next showcase, and Megumi laughs softly before coming to a halt behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist. He holds you gently while reading the poster about snowshoe hares, his chin resting on your shoulder.
"This was your idea, wasn't it, babe? You're the only one I told about the exhibition."
"Yeah, watching documentaries in bed with you is always so nice, but for your birthday, I wanted something a bit more memorable. Something special. Because you are special to me, Gumi. I hope it is ok."
You turn your head to look at him with a trace of nervousness in your eyes. It tugs at Megumi's heart. How can you think this isn't making him happy? He's happy anytime he gets to spend time with you. And this date is perfect! He can't believe how lucky he is to have people who care about him, especially a partner who remembers little things about him and makes sure to make him feel comfortable. Megumi presses a gentle kiss to the side of your lip.
"It is more than ok. It's perfect. Thank you, baby. This is the best birthday I ever had."
And he plans to thank you in a better way later on, once the two of you are back home.
The door closes behind you with a soft thud, and Megumi can't wait any longer. He pushes you against the door and silences your surprised yelp with a deep kiss. He smiles when he feels you melt against him, your hands coming up to tangle in his unruly hair and tugging him even closer.
Megumi's hands work on the buttons of your jacket and slip under your sweater to let his fingertips trail over your skin. You're so warm, and you moan so prettily into his mouth as his fingertips caress over your skin. Your reactions to his touch are his favorite gift every single time he touches you.
You're pressing against him, wordlessly begging him for more. And he gladly gives it to you.
His lips leave your mouth just to settle on your neck instead, trailing gentle kisses over your sensitive skin, followed by some hickeys, right next to the ones he left there a few days ago.
He already told you that he liked your surprise gift, but he knows he's not that great with words most of the time, but he knows a better way to show you his gratitude.
"Thank you.."
Kiss.
"For the.."
Kiss.
"Birthday surprise."
"Did you... ah! Did you like it, Gumi?"
"Hmm, I loved it. Let me show you how much."
And he does. The next hour is filled with your soft moans while Megumi's hands and mouth make love to every inch of your body. Long fingers pumping in out of you while he watches you enraptured, marveling at your pretty face and the sweet noises you make for him.
And later on, your shaky legs are wrapped around his hips while Megumi fucks you slowly, every deep thrust making you moan and rake your fingernails up and down his back.
You are so beautiful to him, and Megumi lets you know it. He takes his time with you tonight, gentle slow lovemaking while gazing deeply into your eyes.
"You're doing so good, baby. You're so beautiful in every way. I love you. I love you so much. I'm so grateful for you."
He basks in every sound you make, in every tremble of your body as you writhe beneath him, moaning his name and arching your back to take him even deeper. Tightening so sweetly around him when you cry out as the first wave of your orgasm washes over you.
He whispers his love for you against your skin, writes it on you with his tongue, and pushes it deep into you when he spills his thick ropes of cum inside you with a loud moan of your name.
Later that night, Megumi sighs happily as he holds your naked body in his arms. Your soft, steady breathing tells him you have fallen asleep. He places a gentle kiss on your shoulder, careful not to wake you, and snuggles against your back.
Today really held a surprise for him, but it was different from any birthday surprise he got until now, and maybe, just maybe, Megumi can see himself becoming the type who enjoys surprises.
Thank you so much for reading! This is my second fic for Megumi's birthday because he is one of my favorite boys, and he deserves the world! I hope you enjoyed it! Please let me know how you liked it!
I wrote this for @babe-im-bi Ri, I hope you like this story about your boyfriend! Thank you for always being such a sweet person! Love youuu
Megumi has to spend an evening with his dad to celebrate his birthday, and as if that isn't already bad enough, he gets dragged into a discussion about his love life, or lack of. To stop his overly eager dad from finding Megumi someone to get laid, he has to confess that he already likes someone and the evening takes an unexpected turn after that.
AO3 link if you prefer that
Pairing: Megumi x Yuuji
Genre: fluff, my attempt at humor, AU with Toji trying to be a dad
Word Count: 6k
Warnings: slight alcohol usage, no one is drunk though, making out but nothing explicit. All characters are of age. My blog is 18+. Minors don't interact.
Megumi sighs exasperatedly. Ten minutes with the guy who's trying to be his dad lately, and he can already feel a headache coming up. On any other day, he would have tried to find an excuse so he wouldn't have to hang out with Toji, but today is Megumi's birthday, unfortunately, so he can't really tell the man no.
And so he's sitting here across from Toji in a booth of a steakhouse, currently finishing his steak and enduring his dad's questions. Toji has been trying hard since he came back into Megumi's life three months ago. Too hard. It's getting on Megumi's nerves. He has no intention of acting like everything is ok between them. Also, frankly said his dad is the type of person Megumi would have beat up in middle school.
So usually, he keeps the father-son bonding time short. There is no escaping tonight, though. Toji sets his drink down, the same one he insisted Megumi has to try too, something with three different types of liquor and a fancy name. He leans over the table with a mischievous glint in his eyes. Megumi doesn't like this at all.
"So, my dear son turned 21 today...and you're seriously telling me you aren't going out tonight?"
Megumi raises an eyebrow.
"What do you mean? I'm literally out right now. Aren't you a bit too young for dementia?"
Toji just barks with laughter. Megumi's insults never seem to reach him. It's infuriating, but he seems to find pride in his son's rudeness. As if he thinks it's his genes doing their wonderful work or something.
Megumi knows better, though. If he got the rudeness from anyone, it was Gojo.
But he's not gonna start on that tonight because he knows his father will go down a rabbit hole when Gojo is mentioned. So Megumi just looks at him with a blank expression while Toji's face is full of amusement.
"Oh, yeah, you're out with your dad. Eating a steak... that's not what I mean. A handsome young guy like you should be out celebrating his birthday in some club, get drunk, kiss some pretty girls, take one or two of them home with you for the night. Wake up the next morning with a hangover but some great memories."
"I don't care about that."
"Oh? Is that so? You don't go out to party?"
"Nope."
Toji rolls his eyes and leans even closer, a dangerous smirk lifting the scarred side of his lips.
"How boring. And the next thing you'll tell me is that you're still a virgin."
Megumi's eyes widened in shock and disgust. He hates it when people invade his privacy.
"What the fuck? I'm not going to reply to that!"
Toji's smirk grows bigger as he leans back on his seat again, putting his ridiculously muscular arms behind his neck and looking amusedly at his son.
"Oh, you don't have to reply. It's clear that you are a virgin. Geez...Megumi. It's settled then. We're going out tonight!"
"Shut up! And I'm not going anywhere with you."
"Yes, you are. If you say no, I'll just drag you there. Let's see how you'll like a big scene like that. It will be embarrassing, I can promise that."
Megumi hates this man. He hates him! Why is the cursed with father figures like that? Toji, then Gojo, now both of them. The only one who is normal is Nanami.
"I don't dance, though."
"You don't have to. You just stand at the bar, look mysterious and sexy and let the girls flock to you. I'll show you."
"I don't want you to show me anything."
Toji just breaks out into another laugh and waves the waitress over to pay for their dinner. She gets horribly flustered when Toji flirts openly with her, calling her sweetheart and pretty and winking at her. It's embarrassing to watch.
Five minutes later, they are on their way to some club or bar or whatever. Megumi didn't really pay attention. It doesn't matter to him. He knows he won't enjoy it. Hopefully, his dad will be satisfied if he has another drink with him, and then Megumi will be able to leave.
Megumi wants to go back home to his room, continue reading his book, and maybe go to the kitchen and make some tea. Or perhaps he could knock on Itadori's door and ask him to watch a movie.
Megumi bites his lip at the thought. Yeah, that's
actually how he wants to spend the rest of his birthday: With Itadori and his cute smile and funny commentary on whichever movie they would choose to watch. Maybe he would sit really close to Megumi and even end up leaning against him a bit.
Megumi shakes his head slightly to clear his mind off those thoughts. He shoves his hands deep into the pockets of his coat, eyes staring straight ahead so he doesn't have to look at his dad. But unfortunately, that doesn't stop Toji from talking.
"I don't understand it. Why are you single? A good-looking guy like you...you're tall and have a pretty face, those eyes must be super popular with the girls too, they always work for me! You shouldn't have any problems attracting girls."
Megumi ignores him pointedly. But his hands ball into fists inside his pockets.
Apparently, Toji takes the silence for his cue to keep on talking.
"You're probably picky, huh? Didn't find the right one yet? Come on, there are so many cute girls. And it doesn't have to be the big love right away. Just have some fun!"
Megumi still ignores him. Maybe Toji will stop talking if he doesn't get a reaction. A moment later, Megumi realizes that this was a false conclusion.
"Oh, wait! Or are you into guys? That's ok too. You can tell me! I'm cool with that! You know, I'm not one of those boring prude dads."
Megumi finally turns his head to look at his father exasperatedly for a moment before muttering under his breath:
"I'm not a regular mom. I'm a cool mom."
Hysterical laughter bubbles up from his chest. He can't believe he's having this conversation.
"Uh, what?" Toji blinks at him in genuine confusion.
Megumi huffs and shakes his head.
"Forget it. It's from a movie."
Everything about this father-son evening is ridiculous. It's a trainwreck, and there's no way out of it. Megumi can't hold the laughter back anymore, and it sounds weird and too loud.
Toji gives him a look that says he thinks his son has lost his mind, and it makes Megumi laugh even more. What is wrong with him? He never laughs like this. Maybe he's really losing his mind.
That's what an evening with his father does to him. A few hours with Toji and Megumi is having some kind of breakdown in the middle of the road. Which is something that would never happen to him under normal circumstances. He doesn't even lose his cool when he's fighting special grades!
And Toji still won't stop.
"So am I right? You're into guys?"
Megumi is already beyond giving a fuck anymore. So he looks at his father and shrugs, barely able to hold back another fit of laughter.
"I don't have a preference."
"What does that mean? You like both? So you're bisexual? Or what was the other? Something from the kitchen...potsexual? No.."
"Seriously now? It's pansexual."
"Yes, that's what I meant! I read that in some magazine."
"What? Where do you even read that? No, forget it. I don't want to know."
"So that's what you are? Pansexual?"
Megumi sighs. It's not as if he makes a secret out of it. He doesn't go around introducing himself with his sexuality, but if someone asks him directly, he doesn't deny it.
"Yeah, I am."
Toji beams at him.
"Ok, great! That's good! Like, you have an even bigger dating pool now! We'll find someone for you tonight, son. Don't worry, you won't be a virgin any longer after tonight!"
"This is gross! And I'm not interested! Stop it! I agreed to have a drink, but that's it. I'm leaving after that. ALONE!"
The place Toji picks is already pretty crowded, and they are lucky to find a free spot at the bar. Toji looks in his element here. It's probably his natural habitat, Megumi muses.
Contrary to his dad, Megumi doesn't feel at home at bars. He huffs in annoyance as he settles on the barstool and accepts the drink his dad ordered for him. It's some whiskey, and Megumi grimaces at the smoky taste when taking a small sip from it.
A small part of him wants to get ridiculously drunk in hopes of making this evening more bearable. But losing control around his disaster of a dad doesn't seem like the best idea, so he won't do it.
He listens half-heartedly to Toji going on about different whiskey brands while absentmindedly tracing the rim of his glass with his index finger.
Megumi's thoughts stray back to pink hair and boyish laughter, strong arms hugging him, a pretty voice singing Happy Birthday to him, a tan hand holding a fork and feeding Megumi birthday cake. He sighs softly. God, why is he yearning so much tonight?
His thoughts get interrupted by someone bumping against his side. Megumi turns his head to see a girl around his age smiling at him.
"Oh, I'm so sorry! Didn't mean to bump into you! But I got distracted by your pretty eyes."
Megumi raises an eyebrow.
"You didn't even see my eyes until I turned around."
The girl giggles and strokes a stray strand of brunette hair behind her ear. Megumi wonders what Itadori's pink hair would look like in the neon lighting of the bar. The girl leans closer.
"Do you maybe want to join my friends and me? We're going to head to the karaoke bar next door. You could be my duet partner."
Megumi gives her a pointed look. What is going on here?? Megumi frowns and leans away from her.
"No. I don't do karaoke."
Only when Itadori asks him to do it. And their duets are actually pretty good. Megumi likes the way their voices sound together. And he likes when Itadori puts an arm around him while singing. Or when he gets on one knee during a love song and takes Megumi's hand and sings the sappiest parts of the song dramatically to Megumi.
The girl pouts, making big eyes at him.
"Aww, but you could just listen to me sing for you then."
"Look, I have no interest in going anywhere with you. I'm busy, ok? Have a good night."
He turns away from her, hearing her mutter something about pretty boys always being so arrogant before she storms off. His gaze meets Toji's, who looks far too amused.
"Why did you send that girl away? She seemed nice."
"She was annoying."
"Oh, then we have to find someone else for you. Hmm, let me see..."
He turns in his barstool so he can let his piercing gaze travel over the crowd.
"What about that blonde! She's cute! A bit old, maybe, but I mean, that's good. She can teach you some things! Or the short red-head? Nice body, don't you agree?"
"Stop it! That's so dumb. I feel creeped out on part of those poor women. Stop advertising them like they are a delicious piece of meat."
Toji laughs barkingly.
"Ok, can I interest you in that respectable lady in the black dress who's holding that pink drink? She looks very intelligent and polite."
Megumi grits his teeth in annoyance. This is getting more stupid every minute. But the mention of the color pink makes him look over to where the respectable lady is standing. His gaze zooms in on the pink drink in her hand.
Oh. This is probably the color Itadori's hair would look like in here. Now Megumi can picture it finally. He sighs. He's really a hopeless case. He has to stop!
Toji elbows him, pulling Megumi out of his thoughts about pink hair.
"What do you say? Is she more to your taste?"
"Just stop it before I forget myself."
"Do you want to go to a gay club instead?"
Only all of his willpower can stop Megumi from throwing his drink into Toji's face. Instead, he grabs the glass in a death grip and glares at his father.
"I want you to stop trying to hook me up! I want my fucking peace! I don't want to get to know a girl or boy or anyone at all!"
"Just loosen up a little for one night! It's your birthday, dammit! I'm not saying you have to take someone home. But get some phone numbers. Flirt a bit. Have fun!"
"I don't want to."
Megumi crosses his arms in front of his chest, glaring at his dad. Toji's face lights up suddenly, though, looking as if he just made a fantastic discovery. It unsettles Megumi to see it. This can't be good.
And sure enough, Fushiguro Toji is fucking up Megumi's birthday even more with his next words:
"Oooh, now I know what's going on! You already have your eyes on someone! That's why you don't want to meet anyone new. You have a crush!"
His index finger is pointing accusingly at Megumi before Toji brings the whiskey glass in his hand back to his mouth and takes another sip while looking appraisingly at his son.
Megumi's automatic reaction
is to deny it.
"No. I don..."
But he can't even finish the sentence because Toji's deep voice just talks over him.
"Let me guess! He has a big smile and funny pink hair. I mean, I'm not into guys, but I can see the appeal. He is sweet and handsome, and I have to say his body is nice. Not a bad choice, son."
Megumi blinks several times. What. The. Fuck? How does Toji know about his crush on Itadori?
He's feeling a bit hot all of a sudden. Was he that obvious? His dad didn't even see him that often with Itadori! So how could he know about Megumi's feelings? And if he knows, who else does??
What's even worse than the nervousness that's washing over him is the smug smirk on his dad's face. It always makes Megumi's fingers twitch with the urge to punch him.
Toji's eyes sparkle mischievously in the dim light of the bar as he fixes Megumi over the rim of his whiskey glass.
"That shocked you, huh? But it's true, right? The way you look at him all lovey-dovey, getting so soft anytime he says something to you... I kinda knew there was something suspicious about it."
Megumi gulps hard. His first instinct is to tell his dad he got it wrong. But for what? He's literally sitting in a bar spending an evening with his long-lost father, who decided to come back into his life and find him a girlfriend or boyfriend or one night stand or whatever, so really, what even is his life at his point? Can it get any weirder? Probably not.
Having a crush on Itadori Yuuji is definitely the most normal thing about his life.
And honestly, it's somehow exciting to hear someone addressing it so directly. It makes Megumi's heart beat faster. He never let himself share this information, always treated it like a secret he had to take to the grave.
Because who could he tell? Kugisaki? Definitely not. She would mess up and accidentally tell Itadori. Maki? No, she and Megumi are too similar. She would just feel awkward. Gojo? NEVER! Megumi would never be able to handle all the teasing that would follow that confession.
But his dad already guessed correctly, so why not just admit it? It seems tempting to say it out loud.
Toji laughs and sets his glass down on the counter.
"So, am I right? You like him? Yuuji?"
Oh, screw it!
"Yeah, I do."
The smirk on Toji's face grows even wider, but then he suddenly frowns at Megumi.
"Why aren't you spending your birthday with him then?!?"
Megumi cannot believe the nerve of this man.
"I was! But then my dad kidnapped me to go to some shady bar to find me someone to hook up with!"
Toji huffs and rolls his eyes. But his gaze is curious.
"What did he do before you left?"
"It wasn't just him and me. Kugisaki and the others were there too. They hosted a little party for me. I got gifts, and we had cake. Itadori made a cake for me."
Warmth spreads through his chest when he talks about the birthday get-together his friends organized for him. Of course, he acted annoyed about all the fuss but secretly, he had been happy that they all remembered his birthday and made time to celebrate with him.
Toji watches him thoughtfully.
"What kind of cake did he make for you?"
Megumi doesn't know what's gotten into him and why he's unlocking his phone and opening his gallery. Is he really this desperate to finally acknowledge his crush openly? Even if it means telling his dad, of all people, about it?
Apparently, the answer is yes, because he's pushing the phone slightly towards his dad to show him the cake.
It's a dark chocolate cake with a big heart drawn in pink icing on top.
Toji grabs the phone off the counter and holds it close to his face, inspecting the picture before starting to swipe through the photos.
Megumi groans in annoyance and yanks the phone out of his hands again. He really doesn't need his dad to find the pictures where Megumi was trying to pose sexy in hopes of being prepared in case one day Itadori asks for a shirtless photo. Why he would do that is unknown to Megumi, but the shirtless pictures had seemed like a good idea at the time.
He quickly shoves his phone deeply into his pocket,
fighting a blush. He's almost grateful for the distraction Toji provides by asking:
"He made that cake himself?"
"Yeah, he likes baking."
"But that must have been a lot of work! And the heart? He's into you too!"
Toji elbows him, almost making Megumi tumble off his barstool. There's a proud glint in Toji's eyes, and he claps Megumi's back as if his son made a big accomplishment. Megumi frowns.
"What makes you think that? I don't even know whether he likes guys."
"He made a cake with a huge heart for you! What else do you want him to do? Should he have written a whole-ass love confession on it?"
Megumi shrugs. As much as he hates to admit it, Toji could be right. This actually makes kind of sense. Even the gift wrapper around his present had hearts on it.
"Yeah, maybe..."
"Ok, let's go!"
"Um, what?"
"We're leaving. What are you still doing here when your boy is waiting at home??"
"He isn't even my boy."
"Well, then make sure you make him your boy! You're my son. You can have anyone you want! Just claim him!"
"That's the stupidest thing I have ever heard. And that's saying something since I am living with Gojo. Seriously am I the only adult here?"
"Oh, shut up. Stop being such a stuck-up little bitch and instead make good use of the rest of your birthday!"
Megumi's mouth opens and closes wordlessly, and before he can come up with an angry reply, his father is already striding towards the exit, and Megumi has to hurriedly shrug into his jacket to follow him.
He catches up to Toji on the sidewalk in front of the bar. To his surprise, there's an unusually serious look on his dad's face.
"Promise me you'll tell him how you feel for real, ok? No excuses. No running away."
Megumi wraps his fuzzy black scarf around his neck, looking at Toji with a wary look. What is going on now? This is beginning to feel like a real dad and son talk. He doesn't have any experience with that kind of stuff.
"Uh, yeah, I'll try to."
But he isn't sure whether he will actually have the courage to do it. The risk seems too high. Even considering all the little clues that maybe Itadori could like him too.
Toji takes a step closer, gaze slipping away from Megumi and fixing on a spot somewhere behind him. The way he's standing there staring off into space, hands shoved into the pockets of his jacket, face carefully blank of emotion, reminds Megumi too much of himself. It's a bit disturbing to see it. As if he's staring into a mirror.
Toji's deep voice pulls him out of his thoughts.
"Listen, Megumi. I know I suck at this whole being a dad thing. But I was in love too once... with your mom. And the advice I want to give you is that you shouldn't make the mistake of thinking you have enough time later to tell the person you love how you feel. It can be over so quickly. And you will regret not having told them and not having spent every second you could with them. You and Yuuji are both Jujutsu sorcerers. Your lives are risky. Don't waste any more time."
His eyes lock with Megumi's again. Megumi has never seen his dad look so vulnerable or so genuine. It's making him uncomfortable, and there's a strange lump in his throat that only goes away after gulping several times. He isn't sure he can reply right now because he doesn't trust his voice not to crack. So he just bites his lip and nods.
This is shockingly solid advice. A harsh reminder of the risk they are in every time they go on a mission. And that doesn't even take into account the death penalty hanging over Itadori. Of course, Megumi knows neither he nor Gojo will let anyone touch Itadori, but what if they can't do anything in the end? What if goodbye will really come sooner than they think? What if one of them goes on a mission tomorrow and never returns home?
His heart clenches painfully at the thought. To his utter surprise, he knows that his dad is actually right. It would be foolish to let more time pass. Finally, he finds his voice again, and it only wavers a little bit when he says:
"Thank you."
Megumi hesitates a moment, hand hanging in the air a few centimeters away from Itadori's door. But then he shakes himself out of it. He finally made up his mind! There is no backing out! Maybe it's the two drinks he had, or it's his dad's speech. It doesn't really matter what led him here, but he will finally be brave and greedy and get his boy.
And so he knocks on Itadori's door. He hears his friend calling out in surprise, and then after some rumbling, the door opens to reveal pink hair and curious honey eyes in a handsome tan face. A big smile spreads over that face when he sees who is standing in front of his door.
"Oh, Fushiguro! You're back already? How was it?"
Itadori opens his door widely, holding it open to let Megumi in, and closes it behind him.
"It was weird as hell. He is horrible. Hey, do you want to watch a movie with me?"
Yuuji's face lights up even more at that, his pretty sunshine smile lighting up the whole room and Megumi's heart.
"Yes, of course! You can pick the movie since you're the birthday boy!"
Only a few minutes later, they sit next to each other on Itadori's bed, shoulders and thighs just shy of touching while Itadori starts the movie. Megumi doesn't really know what he picked. He was too busy trying to come up with what to do, so he just randomly pointed at a cover picture which looked nice.
But he can't focus on a movie now. He has to say something, do something. He has to cross that line.
"Thank you for the cake again."
Itadori turns to look at him with one of his cute smiles. How can someone look so sweet all the time? He's the most beautiful thing Megumi has ever seen. And it's not just his looks. It's his heart and his soul which make him even more beautiful to Megumi.
"Aww, you're welcome, Fushiguro! I hope you liked it!"
Megumi smiles back at him, not as brightly as Itadori, of course. That's something he can't live up to. But still, a genuine smile. Come to think of it, Itadori is the only one who can make him smile.
"It was delicious, and it looked amazing. And I liked the heart decoration."
Yuuji bites his lip, and his gaze wanders away for a moment. Is he blushing slightly?
"I'm glad you liked it. I was a bit nervous whether you'd like the heart."
"Oh, why?"
"I was worried you'd find it too cheesy."
"No, it was perfect."
Megumi's breath is coming too fast, and he's sure Itadori can hear it and will ask him what's wrong. It's now or never, isn't it? What's the worst that could happen? Well, Itadori could turn him down. He could say he's not into guys...or that he's just not into Megumi, which would definitely be worse.
But he drew a heart on Megumi's cake!! Maybe it was just a friend's thing, though. Itadori is like that! He's so kind to everyone. The heart probably has no deeper meaning. But thinking back, Megumi can't recall Itadori ever gifting someone else something with a heart on it.
He closes his eyes for a moment and tries to take a deep calming breath. His overthinking will lead to nothing. The only way to find out is to be direct about what he wants. And if he fucks up, he'll just go back to isolating himself and hide away in his room with his books and documentaries.
Oh, fuck it.
"Hey, Itadori... it's still my birthday for five more minutes. So if I had a wish, would you...would you grant it to me?"
Itadori's eyes widen a bit, and he nods eagerly.
"Of course. What is your wish?"
"Would you let me kiss you? Only if you're comfortable with that, though. You don't have to."
His heart is fluttering in his chest even as his face remains stoic as ever. He can't believe he said that!! Itadori's stupid cheesy movies must have rubbed off on Megumi!
Itadori's eyes are even bigger now, and he stares at Fushiguro with a dumbfounded expression. Two seconds tick away, and right as the first signs of arising dread are beginning to loom over Megumi, Itadori suddenly nods enthusiastically.
"Yes! Yes, of course!! You can kiss me!"
He's already moving, kneeling on the bed and looking at Megumi with those sweet puppy dog eyes and his tan cheeks tinted with a slight flush. He looks so pretty. He's everything Megumi ever wanted.
Megumi finds that he instantly feels so much better now that his secret is out, and Itadori doesn't seem to be uncomfortable about it. It's freeing to finally say what he wants. And suddenly, everything is so easy.
He reaches out and cups Itadori's cheek. Itadori's skin feels warm and smooth. A whole swarm of butterflies decides to riot in Megumi's stomach when his best friend leans into the touch instantly. Itadori puts a large, warm hand on top of Megumi's and rubs his cheek against Megumi's palm while smiling sweetly at him.
"It's ok, Fushiguro. Kiss me. Please."
And that's what Megumi does. He slowly closes the distance between them, brushing his lips lightly against Itadori's. His eyes are closing as he sighs softly against his best friend's lips. He's going slow, wanting to savor it. Thumb caressing Itadori's cheek and mouth moving gently against his soft lips.
Itadori tastes like coke and popcorn, like a movie night, and Megumi thinks it's perfect. Because movie nights have always been their thing from the very first week they met. So it's only fitting that their first kiss tastes like it too.
He feels a warm hand land on the back of his head, strong fingers raking gently through his hair, pulling him closer. That's all the encouragement Megumi needs. He likes that Itadori lets him take control, shows him that it's ok to take more from him. And Megumi will take more from him, will take everything he is allowed to have.
He flicks his tongue experimentally against Itadori's lips, earning a soft sound coming from the other boy that makes Megumi go a bit crazy. God, if Itadori makes more of those noises, Megumi really doesn't know what he'll be doing to his best friend tonight. But he wants to elicit more of those noises. He needs that.
Itadori's mouth opens beneath his, a silent invitation, and Megumi gladly takes it. He slips his tongue inside Itadori's willing mouth. The butterflies in his belly do somersaults when he feels his friend's warm silky tongue caressing his slowly. And now they both make soft needy noises in the back of their throats.
Kissing Itadori is somehow exactly how Megumi imagined it in countless fantasies. It's strangely familiar. It feels like home as if he knows these lips by heart already.
This is the best birthday gift. The only one he wanted to have. Megumi sighs into Itadori's mouth while his tongue is exploring his best friend's silky mouth, caressing his tongue with his own, deepening the kiss gradually.
His free hand is coming up to land on Itadori's hip, thumb slipping under the front of his hoodie just enough to feel his warm skin, feel the firm muscles of his abs under his fingertips. God, he's perfect in every way.
Megumi's mind is short-circuiting at the sensation of kissing the boy he's been madly in love with for months. Usually, Megumi always keeps his cool, always stays in control. But he has a suspicion that Itadori Yuuji will change that. Because his lips are intoxicating, addictive, and Megumi is already hooked.
But he has to stop, right? He asked for one kiss, and Itadori granted him that. One kiss. Not a whole makeout session, as tempting as it is.
He has to stop, has to pull away... he has to.
Megumi groans, flicking his tongue against Itadori's one last time before pulling away slowly.
He gulps hard as he leans back on his heels to look at his best friend. He looks so gorgeous. Heavy lidded eyes, warm like honey and sunshine, tan cheeks flushed a pretty pink shade, and his lips are wet, kiss-swollen... because Megumi had his lips on him, kissed him, tasted him, made him moan. Oh god.
A craving worse than anything he ever felt before has Megumi in its chokehold. He wants more. Needs more.
He thought he'd be ok if he only got one taste. But he was so very wrong. Now that he knows what it feels like to kiss Itadori, he can't get enough. Is it greedy to ask for more?
His gaze lands on the neon digits on the alarm clock behind Itadori.
11:59.
It's still his birthday.
The words leave his mouth before he can stop himself:
"One minute of my birthday left. If we hurry up, we can..."
He can't finish the sentence because Itadori's strong hands are already grabbing his collar and pulling him towards him. But he's so eager that it makes him lose his balance, and they both tumble down onto the bed.
But Megumi finds that this is even better. Because now he is lying on top of Itadori and Itadori's hands are in his hair, and he's laughing happily and smiling up at Megumi.
"Come here, birthday boy."
He pulls Megumi's head down, and oh god, his lips are so soft, kissing him so sweetly, lips moving against Megumi's, sucking on his bottom lip, licking over it, mouth opening beneath Megumi's so eagerly, welcoming Megumi's tongue in again.
And Megumi lets himself get pulled into Itadori's sweetness. He kisses him back with a growing passion. Why was he ever nervous about doing this?
Nothing has ever felt more natural than kissing Itadori, tasting the sweet sugary coke and popcorn taste on his tongue, feeling his firm body beneath him, hearing the cute soft moans coming from him, feeling his warm, strong hands running over Megumi's back and in his hair.
This is the best birthday gift he ever received! Being tangled up with the cutest boy ever. Getting drunk on his lips, losing himself in the feeling of grinding down experimentally against him, creating the most delicious friction, and getting rewarded by the cutest gasps coming out of Itadori's mouth anytime Megumi rolls his hips slowly against his crotch.
They only pull apart when they both have to come up for some air. Itadori's hand is still on his cheek, his smile so pretty as he looks up at Megumi with sparkling eyes. Megumi finds himself smiling back and caressing Itadori's soft pink hair gently before he rolls down from on top of him and lays down beside him, close enough, so their sides are touching.
They lie in silence for a moment, the only sound their heavy breathing that's gradually calming down.
Megumi's mind is spinning. He really did it! He kissed Itadori! And Itadori kissed him back! He feels a lot more confident about his wishes now. Maybe he should have done this sooner. His gaze wanders to the alarm clock again.
"So, I guess my birthday is over. But I don't want to wait a whole year until I get another kiss from you. Can I have this even when it's not my birthday?"
He says it with a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips because he's sure he already knows the answer. And sure enough, Itadori's eyes squint with laughter, and when he opens them again, there's so much affection in them that it sends the butterflies flying in Megumi's stomach once again.
"You're so funny, Fushiguro! As if I would wait a whole year for another kiss! You can have this every day from now on!"
His hand bumps against Megumi's, and he interlaces their fingers. A soft chuckle escapes Megumi's lips. This is crazy. He's lying in bed next to the boy he loves, holding hands with him, and they just agreed to what? Kiss all the time now? He doesn't think anyone ever received a better birthday gift.
He gently strokes his thumb over Yuuji's hand.
"I should have said this before I asked you for a kiss... I really like you as my best friend and as more. I hope that's ok. It's no problem, though, if you don't feel the same. I will never let anything come between our friendship. So if you just want to be friends who kiss sometimes, that's ok too."
"Fushiguro, stop! I want all of this too, ok? I want you as my best friend and as more. I definitely want the whole package!"
Yuuji turns towards him, propping himself up on his elbow and smiling that sweet smile.
"I really like you too, Megumi."
Megumi doesn't think it's possible to be happier than he is right now. Yuuji's reassurance makes his heart beat wildly in his chest, and hearing him use his given name makes a warm feeling spread through him.
He smiles back at Yuuji, reaching out to cup his cheek tenderly.
"So, more than best friends?"
"Yeah, what about best friends and boyfriends?"
"Sounds perfect."
Yuuji laughs happily as he leans into Megumi's touch,
"So you got a boyfriend for your birthday, I think no one can beat that."
"It's not even my birthday anymore."
He smirks affectionately at Yuuji, who rolls his eyes in playful exasperation.
"I know. I think I have to shut you up with more kisses before you say more smartass shit like that! Come here!"
And for the rest of the night, Megumi really doesn't say anything smartass anymore. He's too busy kissing his boyfriend and moaning into his mouth and whispering sweet nothings against his skin. It's everything he wished for and more.
Aaaaahhh I did it! I wrote an Itafushi fic for Megumi's birthday! I had this idea months ago, basically, the conversation between Toji and Megumi, which made me laugh. So I wanted to write a whole story around it. Thank you so much for reading! I hope you enjoyed it, and I would be super happy about comments and reblogs. Let me know please what you think!
Happy Birthday, Megumi! I hope one day you will get kisses from Yuuji in canon too!
All I want for Christmas is Yuu! - Christmas headcanons
Pairing: Yuuji x Reader (afab)
Genre: fluff and smut
Warnings: 18+, just fluffy and sexy Christmas headcanons about my favorite boy, cheesiness, fingering, sex in the kitchen, oral. All characters are of age. This story is 18+. Minors don't interact.
Yuuji who loves baking Christmas cookies and spends hours in the kitchen. He always seems to have powdered sugar in his hair or on his clothes during the Christmas season, and it's literally so sweet! It makes him laugh so much when you bury your face in his broad chest and inhale the sugary scent of his hoodie.
Yuuji whose kisses taste like sugar and gingerbread spice. Kisses that make your head spin and make you pull him closer to get more of the sweet Christmas taste on his tongue.
Yuuji who lets you lick cookie dough off his fingers, just innocently wanting you to try the new cookies he's baking. But then he suddenly starts breathing heavily when you are a bit too enthusiastic and suck on his thick fingers and moan delightedly around them.
Yuuji who has no problem bending you over the kitchen counter and fucking you while moaning in your ear how cute you are and telling you to cum real quick for him because he doesn't want to burn the Christmas cookies. "Please hurry up for me, baby. Can you please do that, hm? I promise I'll make it up to you later!" But he doesn't have to make up for anything, with the way he has you creaming on his cock and moaning his name into a pile of sugar.
But he'll still make sure to take his time with you, later on, eating you out for hours, pumping a thick finger into you, pampering your pussy with so many kisses and licks, and moaning so cute when he's slurping up all your cream as if it is another Christmas cookie ingredient.
Yuuji who unashamedly wears ugly Christmas sweaters because he thinks it's funny. And those red boxers with the candy cane print are really cute too. Especially because they contain your favorite candy cane, which is, of course, Yuuji's. When you tell him this, he almost topples over from laughing, but he's so pleased and proud! "Don't hold back, sweetie. You can lick my candy cane anytime you like. It's yours."
Yuuji who has Christmas music playing all day and is so adorable when he dances to it and sings along. You are blushing so much while watching him because he's so cute and handsome, and his voice sounds so pretty that it makes the butterflies in your stomach do somersaults.
Yuuji who laughs when he catches you staring at him and makes a big show of singing to you. You absolutely melt when he gets on one knee and takes your hand to sing, "All I want for Christmas is youuuu"! It's crazy how cute he is, and it makes you fall even more in love with him!
Yuuji who takes your hands and pulls you to him to dance with you in the middle of the kitchen, spinning you around to the uptempo Christmas songs and slow dancing with you to the ballads.
Yuuji who sometimes gets a sad look on his pretty face because he thinks of his grandpa and how much he misses the grumpy old man. But he feels better again when you hold him and stroke his hair, and let him rest his head on your chest. It helps him to tell you about his childhood and all the Christmases he had with his grandpa. The happy memories make him feel grateful for what he had, and he's thankful for the present times, too, because he has you and his friends now. Your cuddles and your love make him feel happy again.
Yuuji who is more excited to give gifts than receive them because he loves to see the happiness in other people's eyes, especially when it's someone he loves. Yuuji who gets overwhelmed and feels almost guilty when he receives expensive presents because he never had money, and he can't imagine someone spending so much on him.
Yuuji who pulls you close and kisses your neck, and whispers in your ear: "You look so cute in that Christmas sweater. I wanna fuck you in that." And you know that's exactly what he'll do once you're alone. He's almost losing his mind when you wait for him on his bed with your legs spread to show him that you're really only wearing the sweater. Yuuji lifts you on his lap in lightspeed, strong arms bouncing you up and down on his cock, gaze fixed on the spot where your Christmas sweater lifts from time to time to see his thick cock disappearing in your slick pussy.
Yuuji who thinks it's a fun surprise to tie a red ribbon around his chest and around his dick and be your gift for the night. Looking so sexy with all that smooth tan skin and the firm muscles and bright smile and the cute Santa hat on top of his pink hair. "You can do anything you like to me, baby. Merry Christmas."
Yuuji who watches cheesy Christmas movies with you every night, laughing at the stupidness but also having tears in his eyes when it gets romantic. You snuggle into his strong arms, and it's so comforting to hear him laugh and feel his warmth while he runs his fingers up and down your back.
Yuuji who beams at you and blushes so sweetly when you tell him he's the best Christmas gift you ever got. And let's be honest, he truly is that! "You're so sweet and kind, so beautiful on the inside and outside. And no one else looks as sexy in a Santa hat! It's true, all I want for Christmas is Yuu!"
I HAD to write a little something about my favorite boy! If you enjoyed it, please reblog and leave me some nice comments! I'd love to hear how you liked it! Merry Christmas if you celebrate it, and Happy Holidays! I hope everyone has a good time, and if not, I hope you can come online and find your escape in your fandoms with your favorite characters! If anyone needs to talk, I am here for you! Thank you to all my followers for the support and the love! Especially my lovely mutuals! I love youuuu!
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