- the music we make is unnatural, but it sounds just like falling in love
paring: megumi x stepmother!reader
a/n: Everyone is aged up because this might be NSFW! third years, second years and first years are 20!
a/n: I gave up in the end and didn’t proofread, but enjoy, and feel free to send me your questions! I don't know if Tumblr is working, so maybe she'll see it
this is for @tobios-housewife
i honestly love her writing and felt so welcomed by her and her blog. i thought i would give my shot at writing, and im dedicating this piece to her. its not great, but i hope you like it! this was supposed to be for christmas, but i hated everything i wrote, but i did like this. so sorry for the long-ass wait, but im in a good mental place to start posting
Megumi couldn’t help the eye roll when you asked if he wanted to walk with you. You always tried to get him to do things with you when his father was away on business, and you finished all the housework. His father should’ve known that his wife would be lonely after so long, but he usually came after 3 days, never later.
So it was strange that his father was nowhere to be seen the next morning, on the 4th day. Megumi was used to waking up and sitting down on the left side of the table, never top or bottom. You would fix breakfast and sit down near Megumi after fixing the plates. His father would be silent and just eat without saying anything. Megumi would do the same. After breakfast, Megumi would be off to do his own thing and wouldn’t see you until dinner.
It was a routine that he perfected but stopped when his father was gone much longer than usual. After the 8th day, you became touch-starved and would start bugging Megumi to do things with you, but he would always reject and leave you to your things.
Many people, including his friends, thought that Megumi hated you because you were replacing his mother or because he didn’t like you, but all those were wrong. Megumi had deep feelings for you, and they began when he first laid eyes on you. He never told anyone about his feelings and was sure people would just talk about his bad luck, but he knew differently. It wasn’t bad luck or true love between you and his father. Megumi knew the evil truth.
He knew that his father only married you to spite Megumi.
Megumi never cared for the festivals or anything that involved him hanging out with his old man, but here we are. It wasn’t Megumi’s choice to invite his father but his friends; although they meant well, Megumi wished they minded their own business. He could tell that his father only wanted to annoy and embarrass him by telling childhood stories. Stories that only Megumi and Gojo-sensei knew were false.
Sadly, it wasn’t long until his friends decided to ditch him with his father and let them have some bonding time. The bonding didn’t happen. Instead, Megumi followed his father and watched as he played the various games. He made a mental note to kill his friends later, but that note was soon scrapped when his eyes landed on you.
You stood with a small group of girls; they were all talking to each other, but you ignored them. Your eyes were more focused on the colorful flower stand before you. Megumi could see why. The flowers bloomed in the light, and the colors were mixed well, but you took their attention away.
“She’s pretty, but you’re too young for her, Fushi.”
Megumi turned his attention to his father, who abandoned his game to annoy his son. He didn’t say anything to the comment, hoping his father would drop it if he kept quiet, but that seems to have the opposite effect.
“She looks good in bed, hell, just look at her throat." Toji knew what he was doing. Baiting his son to react wasn't gonna be too hard. “You just know she can handle a big co-“
"You're disgusting," Megumi spat, causing his father to burst into laughter. This only fueled Megumi's hatred for his old man.
Toji gave his son one last look before making his way over to you.
To Megumi's surprise, you fell in love with his father and married a year later. The wedding was painful to plan, but seeing you in your dress was something he would never forget.
Being the asshole, Toji had asked his son to be his best man. Megumi would never forget the sight of you walking down the aisle. It seemed you were walking down to him, but you weren't.
Megumi did everything in his power to avoid you from that point, but he knows that won't be possible until his father returns.
Megumi wasn't surprised that you kept to your routine. You cleaned the house and put up all the clothes after they finished drying, and you made dinner, but it was different this time. Usually, you would call him down for dinner, but today, you knocked on his door before quietly asking if he wanted to join you for dinner. Megumi could feel a sharp pain in his chest when he saw you.
Your face no longer held that joyful smile or the twinkle in your eyes. It almost seemed like you'd been replaced by some zombie, but the truth was that his father neglected you for so long, and so has Megumi.
Megumi nodded, pushing down his feelings before following behind you like a lost puppy. Your routine continued by fixing plates, sitting close to Megumi, and staring ahead at an empty seat. He didn't say anything at first; Megumi just watched as you pushed your food around with your fork.
Taking a small bite, Megumi let a little sigh and a smile. "Thank you for fixing a wonderful meal, Mama."
The routine was broken.
Your eyes got their twinkle back, a soft blush on your cheeks, and a big smile. It was almost sad that you clung to something small like his compliment. Megumi knows his father isn’t returning; he should probably be upset, but he knows this is his chance to make things right.
"You're welcome, Megumi."
A new routine was born. You would wake up, fix breakfast, wake Megumi up, and eat breakfast together before spending the day together. The day started with a “Thank you, Mama,” and always ended with a “Goodnight, Mama”. Megumi would push the limits every day. He started small by helping you wash dishes, standing so close that your scent was the only thing he could smell. Then he moved on to helping you with laundry, stealing your panties, and hiding them under his pillow.
Megumi loved laying his head on your lap; your fingers would instantly go to his hair. He fell asleep multiple times because of the position, your scent, and your fingers, luring him into a deep sleep. Megumi would help you with everything and always ensured you never pushed yourself.
His favorite time is when he fixes a bath for your hard work. Always assisting that he should help and not let you do it yourself. He sat on the tub's edge with your darling figure between his legs. Megumi loved rubbing the soap through your hair before washing it all out, getting you to close your eyes and lean back for his eyes to freely stare at your breasts.
He was always playing Russian roulette at times like this. Seeing the water going down your breasts and dripping off your nipples made his pants unbelievably tight, but he had to be careful to not let you know that he had a raging hard-on. Megumi looked away when you washed your more intimate parts, but he still listened to your words as you went about your day.
When done, Megumi would grab a towel for you but turn away so you wouldn't see his pink cheeks. You would always thank him before pulling him into a hug, allowing him to place his face into your breasts. He couldn’t be ashamed any longer of his deep lust for you.
Everything was going great until it wasn’t.
It wouldn’t go down!
Megumi was keeping to his routine. He grabbed a towel and helped you out of the tub, but you slipped in the water and fell. Being the good boy he is, Megumi dropped everything to catch you, causing you to fall and land directly on top of him. He could feel his heart racing, almost like it would jump out. “Mama, a-are you okay?” Megumi stuttered, his face increasingly red from feeling your bare breasts on him. He could feel his face heat up; he prayed you couldn’t feel his swollen cock as it pressed against his pants.
After helping you up, Megumi sent you off to bed and offered to clean up the mess, but in reality, he wanted private time to eliminate his problem. Before going to his room, he cleaned the mess, hoping it would go down as he cleaned, but with no such luck. Megumi quickly lay on his bed before pulling your panties from his pillow, the blue lace falling between his fingers.
He brought the lace to his nose but wasn’t met with your sweet smell. Megumi frowned. He knew he wouldn’t be able to get off without some part of you, but some part of him also knew that he needed more than just your smell. His usual routine wasn’t going to work anymore. His other hand slid down his boxer; Megumi let out a pained gasp as his slender fingers wrapped around his leaking cock.
Megumi gently moved his thumb to run over his tip, letting the precum be spread over the rest of his cock. He didn’t need to see it to know the tip was red and irritated. He couldn’t help the little pained gasps; Megumi had never been turned on like this before. He needed something fresh of yours or something from just a few days ago.
Megumi quietly made his way to your room. Usually, he wouldn’t do something dangerous, but he’s never been so desperate. Squeezing through the crack in your door, Megumi approached your dresser. He glanced at your sleeping form before digging for another pair of panties. Unfortunately, Megumi was so focused on searching for the perfect pair that he didn’t even know how much noise he was making after getting slightly frustrated.
"Megumi?" You softly called out, moving out of your bed to his side. Megumi froze in place, his eyes wide with fear. His heart was coming up his throat; god, he couldn't even move his hands out of the damn dresser. You weren’t sure what to make of the scene before you, but it was becoming more apparent as you looked over his form and saw how disheveled his clothes were, his bulge sticking out like a sore thumb.
A thousand thoughts were running through your head. You should scold him and kick him out of the house. You should make Megumi feel ashamed and disgusted for what's happening, but then you would have to shame yourself? You tried to deny your growing feelings for your stepson the past few weeks, but you still crossed the line with him. Your clothes became more revealing, and you put more effort into the little things like getting different shampoo and soap for the bath.
The line was far too gone at this point; it compared more to a dot. Grabbing his shaky hands, you led Megumi to your bed. Having another man on your bed was different, but your husband had long abandoned his spot. He quietly sat down next to you; his breathing was uneven, and the tears threatened to fall from his eyes.
Was he gonna be kicked out? Maybe you would tell everyone that he's a pervert. He would get kicked out of Jujutsu Tech and be shunned by everyone. The worst possible thoughts were going through his head, but Megumi knew he had brought this on himself.
He waited for the worst to come, the tears finally sliding down, but it never did. Instead of a slap, you cupped his rosy cheeks, thumbs swiping away the fallen tears. Megumi felt confused by your soft gesture. His eyes were quick to meet yours. The expected hatred was nowhere to be seen. Your eyes held something that he had never seen before.
lust
“Oh, sweet boy, you should've just come to Mama if you needed a release.” Your gentle voice was always calming to Megumi. He couldn’t say anything as you moved before him, slowly dropping to your knees. You pulled down the front of his pants, letting his length spring free. It was truly a sight to see. His tip was red and leaking, and Megumi’s eyes were clouded with tears. He’s been hard for so long that it had become slightly painful.
You moved your thumb over his tip to spread the precum over the rest of his length, causing Megumi to whimper. You adored the sound of him slowly falling apart. It was evident he wasn’t trying to make noise, almost like he was afraid someone would hear them, but there was no close enough.
Giving a kiss to the tip, you started giving kitten licks to Megumi’s cock. The taste wasn’t bad; it was much better than Toji.
“Ah, m-mama.” Megumi’s little whines are enough to make you give him more. You tease the tip of his cock with a few more licks before taking him in your mouth, wrapping your hand around what you couldn't. “Mnh!”
Megumi quickly covered his mouth, eyes tightly closed, biting back any moans that dared to escape. He was scared that everything was a dream and that he would wake up to his hand. The world couldn’t be that cruel, right? The pleasure was racing throughout his body, leaving his mind feeling hazy.
Megumi looked down at you, swallowing hard, but he regretted it as soon as you locked eyes. You slowly took him out of your mouth, flicking your tongue into his slit, “Are you enjoying yourself?” You purred before bringing him back in your mouth, hollowing your cheeks.
It was indeed a sight that he would remember forever. Your skin had a thin coat of sweat, with lips darkened and wet with saliva, but your eyes were filled with lust and love. Megumi quickly nodded before moving his fingertips to his lips. he wanted a kiss, but his mind was too overwhelmed to speak.
Thankfully, you understood him.
Taking him into your hands, you stood up before bringing him into a kiss. Megumi let out a small grunt when you began pumping his length. The whole situation was taboo, yet your kiss gave him the love he was yearning for.
It only took a few more strokes before Megumi became a sobbing mess as the fire pooling low in his abdomen became unbearable. At this point, anyone could get close to the house to hear Megumi begging you to let him cum
“P-please..I need to cum, ah, so bad.”
You couldn't help but giggle at him. Imagine if people could see him now! Megumi’s face was flushed red, with tears streaming down as he desperately begged to cum. How could anyone deny him?
Giving him a small kiss, you finally allowed him to dissolve into pleasure, which he did with a loud moan.
Megumi was floating and disconnected; you could tell it was a whole new feeling to him. The boy was slowly catching his breath while watching you get down on your knees and clean the mess he made up. He was slowly coming down from his high when reality set in.
You felt him tense up. Making sure he was appropriately cleaned before sitting beside him to stroke his face, giving his nose a small comforting kiss. “Do you wanna sleep with me tonight?”
He nodded his head before you both lay together with Megumi lying on top of your chest. Your heartbeat lures him into sleep. 
You were gone when Megumi woke up, but the smell of food soon flooded his senses. He rubbed to sleep out of his eyes before laying his head back down on your pillow. Last night wasn’t a dream..you helped him cum and kissed him. Oh, your kisses were just the softest against his rough ones.
“Sweetie, come down for breakfast!” You called from downstairs with cheer.
Megumi smiled at early memories of you calling his father something similar at the beginning of the relationship. You stopped when that love disappeared, but now it came back and was all for him. He went downstairs and smiled at the sight of you humming and dancing around the small kitchen, fixing the plates like your usual routine.
He grabbed his plate from his usual seat, earning a confused look, and made his way to the chair across from you. His father had long abandoned his family, and Megumi was now taking charge. He sat down before giving you a loving smile. You stared back at him with an adoring look, but it soon turned to shock. Megumi was about to ask, but a hand gripping his shoulder told him otherwise.
“Looks like I came just in time, huh?” Toji chuckled before going down to Megumi’s ear, “I think you’re in my seat.”
