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megumi f. x f!reader •°. *࿐ NSFW

newest episode saw how he held kirara down and I couldn't help myself.. this is kinda cheeks pls don't be mean to me ;c

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short, aching moans rang from your lips as megumi bullied his cock into you, hips slamming against your ass.

fwip, fwip, fwip

a deep, guttural groan echoed from his chest. the grip on your hips so tight, so daringly close to bruising.

"you're taking it so good, aren't you? fuuck-" he moaned his grip anchored to your hips, pulling you back onto his dick with every thrust.

you cried out, your body beginning to posture up, before megumis grip shoved your shoulder back into the mattress.

a strained, "stay down." from him. "like that, stay right there f' me.

your head spun, whimpering as he rammed himself into you. you felt him in your stomach, his tip kissing your cervix with every thrust.

and without a thought, your body leaned forward. a desperate, involuntary act.

no more than a second did you manage, before your arm slipped out from under you, quickly being pinned to your back.

"don't run from it." he panted, hips jerking forward as he pulled you back in.

a cry ripped from your throat, your moans muffled by his comforter.

"yeah, just like that." he growled through his teeth, "let me hear you, huh?"

you cried out, back arching further.

"megumi- ah! i'm s' close-" you strained.

the grip on your wrist tightened, pressed hard into your back as he rammed himself into you.

"fuck- i can feel it." he grunted through gritted teeth, "cum, cum for me baby."

his free hand rushed to your clit, his thumb rubbing fast and hard little circles. a moan echoed out from your mouth, your eyes shut tight. you came, and hard as a familiar clear liquid started soaking the two of you.

sweat beaded down megumis forehead, fucking you through every moan, through your orgasm as he chased his own.

his stomach tight, hips stuttering as he froze. a hot stream of cum pumped into you, panting filling your ears.

you swallowed hard, while his cock remained twitching inside you.

megumi pulled your back up against his chest. his chin resting on your shoulder, hands soothing against your body.

a light chuckle passed your lips, simply at a loss for words. "really good."

"mm, you always take me so good." he mumbled against your skin, before pressing a kiss to your neck.

.・゜-: ✧ :-.・゜-: ✧ :-

bareeee with me bare w me ignore any typos im fried and sorry if this is cheeks 💔

i want his cookie sooo bad this is my man and nobody can take him from meeee

pls don't put into any ai chat shit i don't fw ai this is high mes hard work❤️

[cyberhoneyyy]

unfortunately i love smut where the guy is mean af

[heavenlyrestrained]

my X fyp is literally just this:

am i…. a whore?

[megumismyhusband]

megumi feels your teeth on his arm again. soft and a little annoying, the way you always do it. he doesn’t even flinch this time, just glances over like he’s used to the chaos.

“why are you like this,” he mutters, watching you nibble gently like you’re tasting a snack.

you hum, mouth still pressed to his skin. “it’s how i show love.”

“freak. why can’t you just say ‘i love you’.”

“boringgg,” you declare, then move up and press your face against his cheek. you nibble there too, gently, almost like a kiss with teeth. “this is more fun.”

he closes his eyes like he’s trying to block you out. “you’re weird.”

“you like it.”

“i tolerate it.” 

“same thing.”

you kiss his cheek this time, real soft, and then whisper, “gumi, you’re so so cute.”

his whole face goes warm. you can feel it under your lips. he doesn’t say anything for a second, then grumbles, “you’re ridiculous.”

you just smile, nuzzle into him more, and go right back to biting.

[graciesromantics]

Boyfriend! Megumi who acts mad anytime you play with his hair, but he actually kind of likes it. (Which he will never admit)

Boyfriend! Megumi who “subconsciously memorized what you get from practically every restaurant and now orders for you.

Boyfriend! Megumi who looks at where you are on Life360 every 30 minutes even though he’s “not worried”.

Boyfriend! Megumi who is nowhere near above fighting someone if they’re bothering you.

Boyfriend! Megumi who gives thoughtful gifts. Mostly random things you mentioned liking in passing that he made sure to remember. Occasionally he’ll make you something even though he knows it’s going to come out looking like it just survived a paper shredder.

Boyfriend! Megumi who refuses to let you name his Shikigami for months before giving up. He regrets it immediately.

Boyfriend! Megumi who loves mundane things. He would much rather make food with you at home than go to a five-star restaurant.

Boyfriend! Megumi who has never been good with words, but he still lets you know that he loves you in his own weird ways.

Boyfriend! Megumi who gives you his stuff knowing that he’ll never get it back. He’ll still act annoyed by it, though.

Boyfriend! Megumi who is always the quiet one between you two. If someone starts a conversation with him, you’re the one to answer.

Boyfriend! Megumi who lets you ramble about anything and everything. He’ll just sit there staring into your eyes while you do.

Boyfriend! Megumi who worries about you talking to other people. Not because he’s jealous, necessarily. He just never knows what another guy might try to do to you.

Boyfriend! Megumi who will never stop getting flustered after you compliment him.

Boyfriend! Megumi who has a playlist dedicated to you.

Boyfriend! Megumi who loves taking awkward candid photos of you. One of them is his lock screen on his phone.

Boyfriend! Megumi who will never admit just how much he loves hearing about your day.

Boyfriend! Megumi who always texts “good morning” and “good night.”

[hinamie]

take the blue line

[1ichtbringer]

also not enough ppl utilizing the fact that megumi is canonically a professional bluffer lol

[uriekukistan]

AITA for trying to make my son try to kill his half brother? 

i (1000+X) tried to make my eldest son (150M) kill his half brother (15M) and now they both want to kill me. 

i’m a sorcerer, but i’m a bit of a mad scientist as a side hustle, and i like to perform experiments for fun, especially on other sorcerers. 150 years ago, i created 9 cursed spirit-human hybrids. up until a few months ago, they were all kept in tubes in a high school basement.

in the mean time, 16 years ago, i discovered that the soul of my old frenemy's (1000+M) twin brother that he consumed in the womb was reincarnated, so i had a kid with him too, my youngest son.

this year, my youngest son ate a few of my frenemy's preserved fingers, so my frenemy was living inside him, in a sense. in an effort to make contact with my frenemy for a new experiment which i cannot reveal at this time, i stole three of my older sons from the high school basement and let them out.

my youngest came into a conflict with the younger two of the three sons i released, and he and his friend (15F) killed them. my eldest seemed really upset, even thought it didn't seem like that big of a big deal to me. later on, i lost the need for my frenemy's help, so i told my eldest he could kill my youngest to avenge his brothers.

somehow, when they were fighting to the death, my eldest realized that my youngest was his half brother. he ended up having some kind of mental breakdown and didn't kill my youngest. now he's mad that i tried to make him kill his brother, which i don't really see how that's relevant to the situation.

every time i've seen either one of them since they fought, they've tried to kill me. i don't really know what i did wrong. i'm just investigating the nature of sorcery, my life's passion. honestly, i wish they would show more respect for me as their parent and not jump me every time they see me. AITA?

[hinamie]

quick megumi style study

[arinavah]

chosoyuki week day 4 - office AU

[latenightcig]

MEGUMI FUSHIGURO

Fushiguro, your enemy, had one palm slapped against your mouth to mute your moans, his other arm wrapped around your waist to thrust himself into your slick heat. Those stormy eyes of his focus on your features, eyes heavy-lidded and blissed out, lost in the feeling of your pussy. “Be. Fucking. Quiet,” he harshly ruts his hips into yours, teeth gritted into a permanent snarl. “If someone comes in and hears you-we’re both dead.”

Wrapping your arms tighter around his neck, he lets out a trembled breath as your moans grow higher and higher in pitch. “Fuck-“ he curses beneath his breath, drinking in the sight of your tits bouncing up and down with each rock from him. He leans and sucks one into his mouth, eyes rolling back at the plushy flesh he grew to become obsessed with. You were disheveled, ponytail falling to the side, cheeks and nose red as crimson.

“Meg-“ you keen, nails scratching down his blazer clad chest. “Please, deeper. Need it deeper.” You plead, earning a growl from him before he angles himself quickens his pace, beginning to hit that one spongey spot that makes you crumble apart. You let out a scream, resulting in him to swallow your moans, as your orgasm grows nearer and nearer.

His hand clasps around your throat, “What did I say about being fucking quiet?” He snaps as he pierced his eyes into your hooded ones-his mouth hanging open while he split you open on top of him. God, you loved this sight. His dominating his eyes, raspy groans falling from his lips, which were leaving open mouthed kisses on your neck. “C’mon baby-cum all over my cock. Hurry up before they notice we’re gone.”

And suddenly you’re contracting sporadically around him, shouting and crying against his hand, as Megumi fucked you through your release. “So tight-fuck-“ he grunts and pushes you down onto his cock, holding you so that you didn’t fall during your high. “Just like that-yeah.”

Once you come down, he pulls out, head falling between your breast as his hot cum spurts all over your stomach. “Next time,” he mutters, face still buried in your bare breasts. “Don’t wear that shirt if you don’t want to get fucked.”

You giggle as he smirks, looking up at you. “I’ll make sure to wear it every chance I get then.”

[gumii-bearr]

megumi doesn’t like pda. he’s a private person, he likes to keep intimate things to himself.

that is until the two of you started dating.

you decided to keep your relationship a secret, wanting to move slow and spend quality time together, just the two of you, before everyone else knew and would inevitably tease you.

you’re at a restaurant, sitting next to megumi and occasionally bumping shoulders, but not too much that your friends and upperclassmen get suspicious.

you’re talking to nobara and maki about training and classes among other things when you feel megumi’s hand curl over yours on your lap from under the table.

you don’t react at first, just continuing your conversation.

then megumi slips his fingers under your palm, turning your hand over to lace his fingers with yours.

it’s a bold move for megumi fushiguro.

you smile, turning your head slightly to glance at your secret boyfriend and finding him listening to yuji ramble on as he and yuta listen half-heartedly.

megumi squeezes your hand.

you squeeze back.

[megumismyhusband]

more husband megumi headcanons!

bonus: megumi has the worst humor ever, to the point where he's so unfunny that everything he says is hilarious

husband megumi who holds a grudge against anyone that even looks at you wrong.

husband megumi who's entire camera roll is filled with pictures of you. he not only has an entire album but all his lock-screens are you as well.

husband megumi who acts like he doesn't listen but secretly has every little detail about you stored in the back of his mind.

husband megumi who loves just spending quality time with you. no need for talking or anything. just you by his side.

husband megumi who draws little circles on your back, holding you close as he tries to soothe you when you're upset.

husband megumi who grumbles when he doesn't see you by his side when he wakes up, questioning if his life with you was just a dream. (he's a needy little boy)

husband megumi who spins his wedding ring on his finger when he’s stressed so he can calm down by remembering you.

husband megumi who can't live a day without a kiss from you.

[espresso1patronum]

what are you supposed to do when you’re pinned against a wall, being kissed by your enemy—well, your academic rival? run? probably. or maybe not. especially because it’s megumi.

you’ve always known him as your academic rival, constantly at each other’s throats, competing for the top spot. but this time, it’s different. this time, it’s literally him pressed up against you, lips barely pulling away.

“what are you doing?” you manage to ask, your voice trembling more from the closeness than anger.

megumi doesn’t meet your gaze immediately, his face unreadable. then he mutters, “it was a dare… my friends.”

his words catch you off guard, but something doesn’t quite sit right. a dare? him? megumi isn’t the type to entertain silly dares, let alone one like this. he’s way too serious, too composed. so why would he agree to something so ridiculous?

your suspicion lingers, but your brain is working against you. because while your mind screams that he’s your rival, your body refuses to move. you should have pushed him away by now, right? you should be storming off, telling yourself how much you hate him. but no, you’re standing there, heart pounding, cheeks flushed.

the truth is, you can’t help it. as much as you deny it, your thoughts betray you. you’ve daydreamed about this exact moment far more times than you’d like to admit. and now that it’s actually happening, it’s messing with your head.

still, he’s your academic rival. that’s all he’s ever supposed to be. nothing more. right?

...right?

can you tell I'm a sucker for the enemies/academic rivals to lovers trope?

[ichibf]

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ megumi never did anything halfway—not when it came to fighting, not when it came to protecting the people he cared about, and certainly not when it came to kissing you like he was trying to ruin you.

you didn’t even remember how it started. one second, you were sitting on his bed, teasing him about something stupid, and the next, he had you pinned beneath him, his mouth crashing against yours with a hunger you didn’t usually see from him.

megumi wasn’t always like this. he was reserved, controlled, the type to keep his emotions locked up tight. but right now? right now, he was devouring you.

his hands were everywhere—one gripping your jaw, tilting your head up so he could kiss you deeper, the other gripping your hip, pulling you against him so there wasn’t a single inch of space between your bodies.

your breath hitched as his tongue slid past your lips, hot and insistent, claiming every inch of your mouth like he had something to prove. the kiss was sloppy, messy, a mix of ragged breaths and desperate noises as he sucked on your tongue, bit at your lower lip, kissed you so fucking hard your lips were starting to feel swollen.

you gasped, your nails digging into his shoulders, and that was all the invitation he needed.

a low, frustrated groan rumbled from his chest as he ground his hips against you, his hard cock pressing right against your clothed core.

“fuck,” he muttered, his forehead falling against yours for half a second, his breath heavy, ragged.

and then he did it again. slow. deliberate. hard.

you whimpered against his lips, your fingers tightening around his shirt as heat coiled in your stomach, hot and unbearable.

“you’re already this wet?” he murmured, his voice low, almost teasing, as he rolled his hips again, this time slower, dragging the length of his clothed cock right against your throbbing clit.

the friction was too much. not enough. everything.

“meg—”

“shh.” he kissed you again, sloppier this time, wetter, needier, hungrier. his tongue tangled with yours, his teeth catching your bottom lip, a mix of moans and gasps and muffled curses spilling between you.

your hips bucked up instinctively, grinding back against him, chasing the friction, and he hissed between his teeth.

“fuck—” his grip on your hips tightened, holding you still even as he kept up the slow, torturous rhythm, dragging his cock over you like he wanted to make you lose your mind.

you were already close, already on edge, already so fucking wrecked from nothing but this—messy kisses and desperate grinding and his hot, panting breath against your lips.

“gonna cum just from this?” he murmured, his voice thick, heavy with something dark and smug.

you tried to glare at him, but then he did it again—rolling his hips just right, hitting that perfect spot, and your eyes fluttered shut, a broken moan escaping your lips.

he chuckled, and you could feel his smirk against your lips, against your neck, as he dragged his teeth along your pulse.

“yeah,” he breathed, grinding against you harder, faster, rougher. “that’s it. cum for me just like this.”

and fuck, you did.

[aericonss]

don’t move.

a/n: lowercase is intended, minors dni!

warnings: smut, pinv, megumi is kinda mean but we all know he’s just losing control, not proofread, no plot / just smut.

please like and/or reblog! it helps me alot ₊˚⊹ ᰔ

“n-no. im so close. don’t fucking move.” megumi almost demands. he's just so whipped for you he cant help but moan everytime you clench around his length. you almost move, but you wouldn’t dare to disobey your lovely boyfriend. right?

well, you thought you didn’t want to until you heard his soft groans. his sweet sounds fogging up your brain as you clench around him by instinct.

“god—damn it,”he muttered, his voice edged with frustration and urgency as he halted mid-thrust. his head hung low, jet-black strands clinging to his sweat-dampened forehead, droplets shimmering under the dim light.

his glossy lips curled in something between a snarl and a whimper as your walls flutter around him again. “every fucking time you moan, you drive me absolutely crazy.” he spits, trying to sound tough to get his way.

another moan escapes your lips as he tries to move again. “s-shut up.” he barks. “stop making those noises. i swear to im-“ he says, before getting cut off by an earth shattering orgasm.

you just couldn’t stop it. neither could he.

[ichibf]

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ megumi had long since stopped listening to your whimpering pleas, the soft little no more and ’gumi, please, i can’t that barely even formed between your broken, gasping moans.

he didn’t care.

didn’t care how much you were shaking, didn’t care how your legs were trembling, how your weak hands pushed against his broad shoulders as if you had the strength to stop him.

no, megumi was far past caring.

his arms were locked around your thighs, forearms pressing down hard to keep you open, his grip possessive, unrelenting, hungry. his fingers dug into your soft skin, keeping you in place as his mouth worked you over, tongue flicking, lips sucking, his pace never once slowing, even after your last orgasm had left you gushing all over his chin.

you were a mess.

your slick had soaked the sheets beneath you, dripping down onto the bed from how many times he had pushed you over the edge, your thighs slick with the wet, obscene evidence of his obsession.

but megumi just groaned into your pussy, his voice thick, needy, completely fucking gone as his tongue circled your clit again, lips wrapping around it to suckle just right, just like he knew made your body jerk, made your hips try and run.

but you couldn’t run.

he wouldn’t let you.

"fuck, you taste so good," he murmured against you, his voice muffled between your folds, wet, filthy, breathless. "how could i stop when you keep cumming for me like this?"

you sobbed, the pleasure too much, your body twitching under his hold, overstimulated beyond belief. your fingers grasped at his shoulders, weak, trembling, but he didn’t budge.

he just licked deeper, tongue pushing inside you, curling, his nose bumping against your swollen clit, his arms flexing as he tightened his grip when you tried—tried—to squirm away.

"no," megumi muttered, his voice dangerous, raw, his tongue flicking out again to lap up the mess he had made of you, sending another sharp wave of painful pleasure through your body.

you screamed, thighs trying to clamp together, to stop the overwhelming sensation, but megumi just laughed, low and breathless, his mouth still sealed against your cunt, his fingers gripping your thighs tighter.

"you’re not going anywhere, baby." he moaned, sucking on your clit hard just to hear the wrecked, high-pitched sob it tore from your throat. "you’re gonna keep cumming for me. again and again—until you can’t even fucking think."