18+ megumi fucking yuji’s sister in the kitchen . . . ❤︎ ⋮ requested.
you’d been holding back all day. if only your brother had a little more trust in your ability to take care of yourself. if only he hadn’t been so protective of you. if only he hadn’t insisted on you living under the same roof as him. then you wouldn’t have been in this predicament: one where you had to keep your love life silent — kissing, hugging, fucking — all behind your brother’s back. because you weren’t dating just anyone. you were dating fushiguro megumi, your brother’s best friend. and you were tired of having to sneak around just to spend a single second with him.
megumi came over today, hanging out with yuji for the most part, even sleeping over. for how long your brother and megumi have been best friends, you joining in was expected. you’ve bonded with megumi over the years — and perhaps maybe bonded a little too much. but still, you had to tiptoe around your brother.
you sighed, chugging down a glass of water in the kitchen. you couldn’t sleep from frustration, and perhaps from the lack of affection from megumi. it wasn’t his fault, you knew that. but you craved him — his touch, his voice, his words — everything. you needed him. and speak of the devil, the door to your brother’s bedroom shut, revealing megumi who was standing right in front of it.
“couldn’t sleep?” he asked quietly, his eyes landing on his the oversized shirt you were wearing, a faint smirk appearing on his face. “you really shouldn’t be wearing that. what if your brother finds out?”
“relax, it’s just a shirt.” you answered, rolling your eyes playfully as he stepped closer. with his voice lowered, he whispered, “not to me, it isn’t.” tension crackled. the room is silent but heavy stares lingered, his hand brushing yours when he takes the glass out of your hand, drinking from it without asking. he places it down after, trapping you against the counter, hands braced on both sides.
“megumi, yuji’s sleeping right there—“ you tried to say, but he cut you off, leaning in close. “then you’ll just have to be quiet.” he murmured, hands settling around both sides of your cheeks to pull you in for a kiss. the air was thick with desire, the sounds of lips smacking and heavy breathing filling the kitchen.
he lifted you onto the counter, pulling down your shorts and spreading your legs wide open, standing in between. “you’re already so wet. guess someone missed me.” he teased against your lip, tongues tangling in another kiss as he prepared you with his fingers. “‘gumi, hurry.. i’ve been waiting all day.” you whispered, fingers running through his hair.
megumi listened, pulling out his slick coated fingers and freeing himself from his sweatpants, lining himself up against your entrance. you bit your lips when he pushed in, trying to swallow every noise that threatened to force themselves out of your throat. he moved slow but deep, going faster when you clutched his shoulders. “sh—shit—right there, ‘gumi—aah—so deep—!“ you whimpered, body lurching backwards with every thrust.
“quiet or—haah—fuck—he’ll catch us..” he groaned, beads of sweat forming on his temples as he held onto your hips tight enough to bruise. you wrapped your legs tight around his waist, dragging him in deeper, losing control. “hnngh—feels so good, ‘gumi! mmfff—“ he placed a hand over your mouth, muffling your moans. “shh, i know, baby. i know.” he mumbled, trying to restrain himself as well.
your drool slipped through the cracks of his fingers, the obscene squelching of your cunt and skin slapping bouncing off the kitchen walls in loud plaps.
his breath stuttered, feeling the way your walls fluttered around his length, pace turning sloppy from how tight your cunt was gripping onto him. “fuck—can feel you—so tight—let go, baby.” he grunted, pulling his hand away as he staggered forward, holding you close. you squirmed against his chest, muffling your cries into his shoulders you came, thighs quaking around his waist violently. he let out a guttural groan, burying himself deep as he follows right after.
he kissed your temple, still inside, waiting until you came down from your high before pulling out. “we’re gonna get caught one of these days.” you whispered, half-dazed, panting heavily with your arms still wrapped around him.
he simply smiled, gently brushing his thumb over your lip. “then we’ll just have to make it worth the risk.”
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