chat this is like my first smut in like three years so apologies if it's bad. also ts is not proof read lol
You had been dating Megumi for a little over a year now, and he was a pretty popular streamer. He had gotten famous when one of his viewers posted one of his clips on tiktok when he was streaming with Yuji, saying something along the lines of ‘funniest streamer duo out there’ and from that, Megumi and Yuji gained over tens of thousands of viewers. That was a few months ago. Now, the two of them had accumulated a fanbase of around one and a half million followers and Megumi had around two million viewers when he would stream.
When you first started dating, you thought that you would get pretty jealous of all the girls who would dm him or the people that would constantly try to hit on him, but his fanbase was actually quite chill. And your favorite part of dating him was all the fan edits people would make of him. His fans knew of you– Megumi’s girlfriend who often sat on his bed out of frame cheering him on as he played. After winning matches he would turn to you and give you a soft smile, which made his chat go crazy.
You had walked into his room like you did everyday with a plate of freshly cut fruit. He looked up at you, his eyes softening and he smiled at you.
“Thanks, baby.” His smile melted into something more alarming and his eyes widened. “My love you’re in frame.”
You turned to face the camera, and you were in fact, right next to Megumi in frame. You gave a sheepish smile and a weak wave to the camera. You were about to walk off but Megumi had other plans. His hand snaked around your waist and he muted his mic.
“Wanna say hi?” He asked. You looked over to the chat and they were going crazy.
‘What is he saying to her??’
‘His girlfriend is so fine omg’
‘The way his eyes soften when he looks at her’
You shrugged, “might as well.”
Megumi stood up, grabbing the spare foldable chair that was leaning against his wall and placed it next to his and you sat down, resting your head on his shoulder.
Megumi spun his chair back to face his computer, un-muting his mic. “This is my girlfriend,” he turned back to look at you, “wanna introduce yourself?”
“Hey everyone,” You introduced yourself and smiled, “keep making those edits guys, they get me off at night.”
Megumi’s eyes widened and a pained noise escaped his throat. His face turned an embarrassingly deep shade of red as he dropped his head in his hands.
“Baby, don’t say things like that.” He whispered to you.
‘Wait does that mean that he’s bad in bed if she has edits getting her off at night?’
‘Dw girl, those edits get me off too,’
‘Come over here girl, I can get you off just fine.”
Megumi’s eyebrows furrowed as he read the chat. “Chat calm the fuck down what? And stop trying to hit on my girlfriend loser,”
You placed a hand on his shoulder, “oh, he’s real good in bed. He does this thi–”
Megumi put his hand over your mouth, “seriously baby?” he muttered.
You barked out a laugh and placed a kiss on his cheek. You stood up, “well, that’s all from me today guys, bye.”
You went to your usual seat on his bed out of frame and Megumi rolled his eyes, his face still quite red. He unpaused his game and proceeded to play five more matches,but something seemed off, he looked somewhat distracted. However he ended up winning four before pausing his game once more.
“Okay chat, I’m gonna take like a thirty minute break, but I won’t end stream yet. You can stay and wait, or you can leave and join back— I don’t really care what you choose to do.”
He clicked a few buttons on his keyboard, muting his mic and turning his camera off. He spun his chair around and stood up, walking towards his bed.
“Are you serious?” He asked, but he didn’t sound mad at all.
“What’s wrong?” You asked, cocking your head to the side and looking up at him through your lashes.
God, he was beautiful. His black wolf cut messy because of his headset and him constantly running his hands through it. His lip and eyebrow piercing shining off his LED lights. He was wearing an old black tee, which stretched along his chest, outlining his muscles and if you looked close enough— you could see his abs. His sweat pants were hanging low, revealing the strip of his boxers. “Edits get you off at night?”
You snorted, “awh come on, Gumi you know that was a joke.”
He sat down next to you, giving you a look. “As if I didn’t make you cum three times last night.”
Your face flushed. “Okay shut up.” His hand snaked around your waist, pulling you onto his lap.
He smirked, “what? Not so funny now? I had to sit and play for an hour pretending that I wasn't thinking of fucking you so hard that you wouldn’t be able to remember your own name.”
So that was what seemed off with him
He pulled you closer, and you became pleasantly aware of his bulge pressing against your inner thigh.
“What about your stream?” You asked, looping your hands around his neck.
He cocked his head to the side, his smirk growing. “We have thirty minutes.”
You leaned in and kissed him, gently at first. He let out a pleased hum and he squeezed on your waist. You pushed him forward and he fell onto his back.
He raised an eyebrow. “Someone’s feeling bold tonight.” His hands were playing with the hem of your panties. Without waiting for a response, he flipped you over so fast your head spun. He was now on top of you, his chain dangling over your face. You grabbed it and pulled him in for another kiss— this one much messier than the first.
Megumi groaned into your mouth, gently biting your bottom lip as his hand slipped to the hem of your shirt. He pulled it off, breaking the kiss for a second and he threw it on the ground. Your lips met again.
“Take your shirt off,” you whispered against his lip, your hands dropping to the hem of his shirt. He leaned back ever so slightly and his eyes followed your hands. You threw his shirt onto the ground along with your shirt.
Your lips trailed lower, from his lips to his neck, gently sucking and biting. Megumi’s eyes fluttered closed.
“Fuck, baby.” He groaned, his grip on your waist bruising. You smiled against his neck and licked to soothe the sting. You peppered kisses along his jaw while your hands played with the hem of his boxers.
Megumi let out a loud moan as you continued your ministrations. His hands dropped to the waistband of your shorts and pulled them down along with your panties.
“You’re so wet,” he said. “We’ve barely done anything and you’re already so wet.” He teased. He teased your inner thigh, his hand slowly trailing up as you could do nothing but watch. The tip of his finger traced the wet folds of your pussy before he slipped it in. You moaned and arched your back off the bed.
“Gumi more, please.” You whimpered, you opened your eyes for a second to see him smiling.
“Patience baby, I promise I’ll make you feel good.”
He slipped in another slender finger, he pumped his fingers, his cock growing harder with every sound you made.
“Holy shit Megumi,” you breathed out. “Don’t- don’t stop.”
His fingers moved faster, curling forward to stroke the part that you liked. You let out a whimper. You rocked your hips forward, trying to find some sort of friction. Megumi used his other hand to keep you still. “If you want me to fuck you, you have to beg my love.”
Your eyes widened. “I’m not fucking begging.” You said, and before you could process it, Megumi slipped fingers out. You let out a pathetic whine at the absence of his fingers, “why’d you stop? I was so close!” You lifted your hips, seeking some sort of friction.
“I told you already, if you want to cum, then you have to beg for it.”
You wanted to smack that fucking smirk off his stupidly pretty face, but you wanted to cum more. “Please baby, I need to cum, I want your cock so fucking badly. Please.”
Megumi let out an amused hum. “Yeah? Okay, baby, yeah I’ll make you feel so good, but I wanna make you feel good with my fingers first okay?” Without warning, Megumi slid two fingers back in, pumping in and out, you arched your back as if you were trying to get his fingers deeper.
“Fuck gumi,” you whimpered. “I’m about to cum,”
“Let go baby, cum on my hand.”
That was all you needed before your release came crashing down, your cum covering Megumi’s hand.
He placed an open mouthed kiss on your lips and pulled his fingers out. “Good girl.”
He used the hand covered in your release and coating his cock before lining up with your leaking pussy. His tip was teasing your entrance, dragging up and down so slowly you were certain you were going to go insane. “Don’t tease me baby.” You whimpered, your nails dragging along his back. Megumi let out a hiss before ramming into you with full force, letting out a loud slutty moan while he did so. You let out a loud moan, struggling to take all of him in.
“You can do it baby, take it.” He moved slowly at first, letting you adjust to his length. His eyes were watching your face, “are you okay?” He asked.
You nodded, “I’m good now.”
That was all he needed to hear. He pulled out to the tip and snapped his hips, filling you up.
“Holy shit, Megumi!” You moaned, arching your back to take him deeper. He continued that pace, hard and fast. Your moans and the squelching sounds of his dick filling you up echoed off the walls.
His thrusts became sloppy, a sign that he was getting close, his breathing became faster and more uneven, “fuck, I’m close.” He whispered.
Before you could reply, his phone rang, Megumi’s brows furrowed in annoyance. “Ignore it.” He put his phone on silent and it was instantly forgotten.
“Fuck, Gumi. I’m gonna- I’m gonna cum.”
“That’s it my love, cum for me.”
He didn’t stop even as you came all over his dick, however he slowed his pace slightly. He fucked you through your release until his rhythm stuttered.
He didn’t pull out— not that you wanted him to. He groaned as he came inside you, hot ropes filling you up. His head dropped onto your shoulder, placing a gentle kiss.
He pulled out and flopped beside you. “You did so good baby,” he said, pulling you close. “Still think an edit can get you off like that?”
You swatted his bare chest. “Why are you jealous of an edit of yourself?”
“Your fingers could never make you feel as good as I can baby, and that’s a fact.”
You opened your mouth to argue but the sound of Megumi’s phone vibrating cut through.
Megumi cursed under his breath before answering, he put the call on speaker and dropped the phone onto his bed. “What do you want, Yuji? Someone better fucking be dying.”
“Yo man what the fuck?” Yuji’s voice came through panicked. “I called you like twenty times dude what the hell?”
“I was on dnd, what happened?”
“Bro like twenty thousand people heard you having sex with your girlfriend!”
Megumi looked mortified. He hung up the call “That son of a bitch better not be pranking me. I muted my mic.” He quickly pulled on his boxers and went to his computer. “Oh you gotta be fucking kidding me.” He groaned, running his hand through his hair. He clicked a button and ended his stream.
“Well at least your camera wasn’t on.” You joked. Megumi turned around, his expression softening.
You patted the spot next to you, “come back.”
He ran his tongue over his piercing and laid back down next to you.
“Imagine the edits.” You said.
He rolled his eyes. “Yeah what are you gonna do? Get off on them when I’m not around?”
