You’ve always had a type: older guys. The ones with steady careers, calloused hands from real work, deep voices that rumbled with confidence, and the patience to tease you for hours before giving you what you wanted. They knew how to take control, how to make you feel small and desired in that safe, predictable way. Older guys didn’t fumble. They didn’t rush. They fucked like they had all the time in the world because they’d already lived enough of it.
But Megumi Fushiguro was the opposite of that type in every way that mattered.
He was younger than the men you usually chased—early twenties, sharp-featured, quiet, and intense in that brooding, shadows-under-his-eyes kind of way. You met him through mutual friends in the city, some late-night gathering after a long week. He didn’t say much at first. Just watched you from across the room with those dark blue eyes that seemed to catalog every movement you made. When he finally spoke, his voice was low, almost hesitant, but there was something underneath it. Something hungry.
You brushed it off. Cute kid, you thought. Not your usual.
But he kept showing up in your orbit. Texts at odd hours. “Are you free?” Always polite, always direct. You told yourself it was harmless flirting. Until one night you let him come over.
The door barely clicked shut behind him before Megumi was on you.
His hands—strong, veined from years of training—grabbed your waist and pulled you flush against him. No preamble. No awkward small talk. Just his mouth crashing into yours like he’d been starving for it. His tongue pushed past your lips immediately, deep and demanding, tasting you like he wanted to devour every sound you made. You gasped into the kiss, surprised by the force behind it. This wasn’t the shy boy from the party. This was someone who had been holding back for weeks.
“Been thinking about you,” he muttered against your mouth, voice rough. “Every fucking night.”
You tried to take control, pushing him back toward the couch like you did with older men who liked being guided. But Megumi didn’t budge. Instead, he spun you around and pressed you against the wall, his body pinning yours with surprising strength. His hips rolled forward, letting you feel how hard he already was through his pants—thick, hot, insistent.
“You always go for older guys, right?” he breathed against your neck, teeth grazing your skin. “I know. I heard you talking about it. But they don’t know you like I do. They can’t.”
His hand slid up your shirt, palming your breast roughly, thumb flicking over your nipple until it hardened. You arched into him, a sharp moan escaping. He was so eager, so completely focused on you. Like you were the only thing in his world. His other hand dipped between your thighs, rubbing you through your pants with firm, practiced strokes that made your knees buckle.
“Megumi—fuck—”
He didn’t let you finish. He dropped to his knees right there in the hallway, yanking your pants and panties down in one rough motion. No teasing. No slow build. His mouth was on your pussy instantly, tongue dragging through your folds like he was desperate for your taste. He groaned loudly against you, the vibration shooting straight to your core.
“Shit, you’re so wet already,” he mumbled, sucking your clit into his mouth. Two fingers pushed inside you without warning, curling hard against that spot that made your vision blur. He fucked you with them fast, relentless, his tongue flicking in perfect rhythm. You grabbed his hair, hips bucking against his face, but he only pressed harder, devouring you like a man possessed.
You came embarrassingly fast—shaking, thighs clamping around his head, a broken cry tearing from your throat. But Megumi didn’t stop. He kept licking you through it, fingers pumping slower but deeper, drawing out every aftershock until you were whimpering.
When he finally stood, his chin was slick with you. His eyes were wild, pupils blown wide. He looked almost feral.
“Bedroom,” he growled.
He didn’t wait for you to lead. He lifted you like you weighed nothing, your legs wrapping around his waist as he carried you down the hall. His cock pressed against your bare pussy with every step, the friction making you grind against him shamelessly.
In your room, he dropped you on the bed and stripped quickly. His body was lean but cut—defined abs, strong arms, and a cock that made your mouth water. Long, thick, flushed dark at the tip and already leaking precum. He stroked himself once, eyes locked on you as you spread your legs for him.
“You’re mine tonight,” he said, crawling over you. “Not some old guy who doesn’t even know how to make you scream.”
He pushed inside you in one deep thrust, bottoming out so hard your back arched off the bed. The stretch burned in the best way—full, overwhelming. Megumi’s head fell to your shoulder with a guttural moan, hips stuttering like he was fighting not to cum immediately.
“Fuck… so tight. So perfect.”
Then he started moving.
There was nothing slow or measured about it. Megumi fucked you like he’d been waiting his entire life for this moment. Hard, fast snaps of his hips that slammed the headboard against the wall. Every thrust dragged against your g-spot, making you see stars. His hands gripped your thighs, spreading you wider as he drove deeper, the wet slap of skin on skin filling the room.
“Look at me,” he demanded, voice strained. You did. His face was flushed, sweat beading on his forehead, dark hair sticking to his skin. Those intense eyes never left yours as he fucked you senseless.
“You feel that?” he panted, grinding deep, rolling his hips so his pelvis rubbed your clit. “That’s what a younger guy who’s obsessed with you can do. I’ve jerked off thinking about this pussy every night. Imagined how you’d sound when I filled you up.”
You moaned loudly, nails raking down his back. He hissed in pleasure, pace somehow increasing. The bed creaked dangerously. He leaned down, sucking marks into your neck, your breasts, biting down on your nipple until you cried out.
“Megumi—oh god, slower—”
“No.” He thrust harder, punishing. “You’re going to take everything I give you. I’m not like them. I don’t get tired. I can fuck you for hours.”
And he did.
He flipped you onto your stomach, pulling your hips up and slamming back in from behind. The new angle made him hit even deeper. One hand fisted your hair, the other rubbed your clit in tight circles. You came again, clenching around his cock so hard he groaned your name like a prayer.
But he kept going.
He pulled out only to flip you again, this time sitting back against the headboard and dragging you onto his lap. You sank down on his cock, taking every inch as he guided your hips. His hands gripped your ass, helping you ride him—fast, sloppy, desperate.
“Ride me,” he growled against your mouth. “Use me. I want to feel you cum all over my cock again.”
You did, bouncing on him, breasts pressed to his chest. His mouth latched onto your neck, sucking hard enough to leave bruises. Every time you slowed, he thrust up to meet you, driving himself impossibly deeper. His stamina was insane—sweat-slick, breathing ragged, but his hips never faltered.
“Gonna cum inside you,” he warned, voice breaking. “Been dying to fill this pussy up. Tell me you want it.”
“I want it—fuck, Megumi, please—”
He slammed up into you one final time, burying himself to the hilt as he came with a deep, broken moan. You felt every pulse, hot and thick, flooding you. The sensation pushed you over the edge again, your orgasm crashing through you so intensely your vision whited out.
But even after he came, he didn’t stop moving. Shallow, lazy thrusts, pushing his cum deeper as he kissed you slow and filthy.
“You’re not done yet,” he whispered, flipping you onto your back again. His cock was still hard. Still ready. “I told you. I’m better than those grandpas.”
He ate you out again, licking his own cum from your pussy while fingering you, then fucked you slow and deep on your side, one leg hooked over his hip. Then against the wall, your legs wrapped around him as he held you up like it was nothing. Then on the floor when your legs gave out.
Hours passed. He came three more times—once down your throat when you sucked him off between rounds, once across your tits, and finally deep inside you again while you rode him reverse cowgirl, his hands spreading your ass so he could watch himself disappear into you.
By the time the sun started creeping through the curtains, you were a wrecked, trembling mess. Covered in marks, thighs sticky with cum, voice hoarse from screaming his name. Megumi lay beside you, still tracing lazy circles on your oversensitive clit, pressing soft kisses to your shoulder.
“Older guys, huh?” he murmured, a rare, satisfied smirk on his lips. “Tell me again how they compare.”
You couldn’t. Because nothing had ever come close to this—raw, obsessive, endless energy that left you completely ruined and craving more.
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pairing: choso x fem!reader
warnings: nsfw (18+, mdni), riding, p-in-v, sub!choso, whimpering, moaning, orgasm, creampie, use of 'good boy', dirty talk
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you were mindlessly bouncing on choso's thick, veiny cock after a long, hard day of fighting curses.
your mission was a lot harder today than any other, the only thing you really needed was dick. especially your oh-so sweet boyfriend's.
and of course, he was more than willing to give you anything you pleased.
so here you were, rocking your hips up and down his length, the wet sound of skin slapping and moans was the only thing heard. the room reeked of sex.
choso was dizzy, it's the second round and the only thing keeping him grounded were his hands holding (or trying to) your pretty thighs.
he was absolutely mesmerized that he couldn't hold himself from the sounds coming out his throat.
his adam's apple bobbed once before a cute little whimper came out.
"you like that, cho?", you asked, already smirking, feeling proud about yourself that you were making your handsome boyfriend enjoy this.
choso nods quickly, another pathetic sound escaping his lips.
your hands go down to his chest to support yourself, feeling your own release getting closer and closer.
you kept going faster and faster, so fast that his dick would sometimes slip out your pussy from how messy everything was.
you definetly needed this after your hard effort at trying your best at the mission.
"mmm-, yn baby, please, i can't.", choso tried saying past his moans, his breath hitching as he felt his balls tighten up once more.
you only giggled as you felt so much pleasure seeing your cute boyfriend so exposed and fragile for you.
"i know, cho, but you feel so so good.", you said, whispering it into his ear.
you stopped bouncing up and down and started moving yourself back and forth, your throbbing clit rubbing against his pelvis.
that only caused choso to whimper again, louder than before as he gripped your hips.
"you wanna cum f'me cho?", you teased, rubbing his strong bicep.
choso moaned, and you swore for a second you saw hearts in his eyes. "please baby, let me cum!", he begged, looking up at you with his sleepy eyes.
you slowly leaned down and said beside his ear, "then be a good boy for me and fill me up...", you told him, kissing his earlobe and sucking his neck lightly.
and choso let himself so, letting out all the whimpers he tried restraining and filling your whomb up with his seed.
your orgasm came crashing as you completely stopped rocking your hips.
you both tried catching your breaths as you laid fully on choso's chest, his dick plopping right out your cunt before his cum dripped down your folds.
he whispered a tiny 'i love you' and a 'i'm always here for you' in your ear, making you smile sweetly before your fell asleep on him.
he cleaned you up in your slumber, put one of his shirts on you and cuddled you until he also fell asleep.
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a/n: choso whimpers pathetically bc he is not scared that we see his true side. he is so cute man, i love him<3
"yeah, you fucking like that you fucking whore?", yuji's words rang in your ears as he pushed impossibly deeper into your soaked cunt. "you like getting fucked hard, huh?"
sex with yuji was usually sweet and loving, him peppering small kisses all over your body so it could make you giggle as it tickled you a bit. he was normally so charming in bed.
but as much as you liked it, you prefered much more being punished like this, his thick, angry cock sliding in and out of your pussy.
"mmmhh! yuji s-slow down!", you tried saying, but your noises were muffled by yuji's calloused fingers in your mouth, your saliva dripping off them.
"what did you say, pretty girl?", he asked, kissing your shoulder and sucking a sensitive spot on your neck until he left a pretty love bite.
"fuckkk, you feel so good.", he said, a deep groan escaping his throat, making you even more wet (is that even possible?)
you were a moaning mess, your makeup was all smudged and your short dress long gone.
that dress was what got you here in the first place.
you really wanted to look pretty for yuji today, so you decided to wear that short summer dress to impress him. spoiler, it did in fact work. he was absolutely mesmerized from the way your hips swayed in the short dress.
the thing is, yuji wasn't the only one who found you pretty in it.
sadly, a lot of other men kept staring at you when you passed by. Let's just say yuji was not happy about it.
so the second you got back home, your dress was ripped off in practically one go, leaving you in your pretty new underwear that yuji, your usually sweet puppy-like boyfriend, could remove.
"do you think i wouldn't notice the other fuckers looking at you like some piece of fucking meat?", he told you, whispering it in your ear, slapping your ass harshly. he gently rubbed it so it didn't hurt too much.
you barely heard it, being too cockdrunk. the rough slap of his heavy balls against your clit had you seeing the fucking stars. and the slap on your ass he just gave you made you moan.
you didn't want other men to stare earlier, it just... happened!
"you whore, you love my dick, don't you?", he said, wanting you to answer with other than a pathetic whimper or moan. "come on, answer me."
"yes! yuji, i do love it!", you say, yelping as you get another hard smack on your swollen ass.
you felt that familiar heat rising in the bottom of your stomach, making you tighten around his cock. yuji could feel it.
"you wanna cum on my cock, pretty?" he asked, holding your hips with a bruising grip.
you furiously nod, feeling all that tension pooling in your abdomen.
"then do it.", yuji said, slamming his angry dick deep in your wheeping cunt, releasing his seed and painting your walls white.
your knees buckle and you moan one last time into the pillow before cumming, your cunt spasming all over yuji's cock before he pulled out.
cum dripped out of you, and yuji could just stare in awe.
"you okay, baby?", he asked, his tone completely different than before.
he manhandled you and turned you around so he could see your dazed face. he smiled before kissing you.
"come on, let's get you cleaned up."
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a/n: god i live for feral yuji, i love him sm. hes so fucking hot.
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