ŕ¨ŕ§ megumi fushiguro, who cums too quick when you give him a boob job
a/n : we all know that hes totally a boob guy, based on one of my previous fics
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after confirming that your boyfriend megumi has a definite obsession with your boobs, youâve decided to tease him a little bit more.
let it be walking around your shared space braless in a skimpy top. or taking him along with you to go bra shopping just to show off the sexy lacy push-ups, never letting him see you in your new purchases. opting to keep him wondering how good you would look in them.
just because you wanted to see how long it would take him to crack.
and it was absolutely killing him.
he wanted to touch you so badly, but you wouldnât allow him for some reason. wouldnât let him rest his face in your boobs, or fall asleep on them. no more mindless kneading at them at any opportunity of downtime. he was growing more grumpy and needy each day that this torture went on.
and he knew you was teasing, hugging on him from behind as he sat at the kitchen table, doing some quick reading after dinner until you would come wrap your arms around him, pressing your tits in the back of his neck and kissing the top of his head. claiming you just âmissed him.â right.
or how you would absolutely violate his personal space, pressing your chest against his arm when reaching across him to grab something, a blush slowly rising on his cheeks at the feeling and sight. he tried to keep a stoic face, but every time you caught him staring youâd call him a pervert. great. more teasing.
itâd really get to him when you would go out with your friends. the two of you would always text a little back and forth whenever either of you went out without the other. you, being the little tease you are, decided to wear your most flattering milkmaid dress that had a deep boob window. yeah, that one that he picked out for you a few months back. you decided to take a few selfies with your friend to send to your boyfriend. you definitely made sure to angle the pictures jusstt low enough to show off your tits, but not enough for him to be satisfied.
he would often type a quick response, let it be âmy pretty girlâ or âyou look so beautifulâ before shamefully going to jack off in some quiet corner, photos barely revealing, but enough to get him to orgasm.
and now he knew you was taking this way too far. whenever the two of you would get too carried away with kissing late at night and have sex, you wouldnât face him. you wouldnât allow him to see your tits, pushing him down onto the bed and crawling on top to ride him in reverse cowgirl, or asking for backshots instead of âplain old missionary.â claiming it just felt better that way.
he knew you was lying, and he knew what you was doing. he couldnât complain too much, it was still a great view, and sex with you was amazing no matter what. but he missed seeing your tits, those pretty tits he got to suckle on and mark up. your tits that was so squishy and fit perfectly in the palm of his warm hands. the tits that would have him bitting his lip to not let out pathetic whimpers if he stared at them for too long while fucking you.
so when you finally decided your poor boyfriend had enough of your âboob negligenceâ he jumped at the opportunity.
he had literally jumped on you as soon as you gave him the go ahead. you was pushed on your back in seconds, his hands grabbing everywhere as he left slow opened mouthed kisses on your neck. you donât even know how badly he wanted this, actuallyâ you do. thanks to his whispered mumbles admitting his need between kisses as he peeled off your bra slowly.
megumi already knew he wasnât gonna last long this time.
he was finally able to see your pretty tits after a week of your torturous teasing, he was already rock hard and grinding on your thigh in a slow and mindless motion. âmissed you so much, pretty.â he mumbled, leaving sweet kisses and sucks on the swells of your breasts. you donât even know if he was talking to you, or your boobs at this point, he was already so far gone.
âmmffphhâ he groaned, shoving his face between them, his hips still rocking against you as he battled to get the words out of his chest, suddenly now embarrassed by his need. âwanna fuck you..â he spoke between licks between the valley of your tits. you chuckled softly, a hand coming to run in his hair and scratch softly at his scalp, something you know he loves. âyeah, you wanna have sex?â you asked softly, holding onto him.
âno, pretty babyâŚiâfuck. i wanna fuck your tits.â
now its your turn to get needy.
you never knew your megumi could even get this dirty, let alone build up the confidence to ask what he wants so straightforward. honestly? it made your pussy throb, violently.
but who were you to deny his sweet request?
thatâs how you landed here, on your knees in front of him while presenting your tits to him, holding them together in anticipation of him fucking them. megumi let out a shaky breath, precum already bubbling at his mushroom tip as he stroked once, twice, before leaning forward and sliding his cock between your tits.
the moan he let out was almost pathetic.
this is better than he couldâve ever imagined. the sight of you on your knees, gorgeous boobs pressed together as he began to move his hips slowly, resisting the urge to throw his head back in pleasure as he didnât want to even look away for a second.
your pussy ached in need, white hot heat pooling in your lower stomach as you watched him lose himself while fucking your tits out of everything. you never even knew it was this bad, but he really did love them. you rubbed your thighs together, seeking some sort of friction to your aching clit as megumis soft moans became slightly louder, letting a few whimpers slip past his lips.
he honestly hated how loud he was being, but fuck did it feel so good, he couldnât stop, wouldnât dream of it. you shifted your position, sitting up higher on your knees as you started to rub your tits up and down his cock in a rapid motion. you wanted to see him cum, body shake from pleasure, wanted to see him get off to something besides your mouth or pussy, and you was going to work for it.
megumiâs reaction was almost instant. a hand flew to your hair as he let out a shaky groan, desperate breaths heaving from him as he looked down at you. âbabyâŚ! slow down pretty baby..pleaseâ!â he begged, cock leaking so much precum it had looked like he had already finished. you ignored his pleas as you kissed his tip gently, making megumiâs hips jerk wildly.
now he was getting overstimulated, quick. he didnât know if he wanted to stray away or stray towards the friction, the pleasure too mind numbing to even think, let alone speak, now babbling incoherent pleas, probably trying to get you to slow down. the state he was in had you thinking you could cum just from watching.
âshit..! iâm gonna!ââ he whined, body seizing up before he could even finish his sentence as he came, hard, all over your face. you cooed, continuing to move your tits along with his rhythmless jerks of his hips, riding out his orgasm.
the both of you was soaked. but only one of you came.
he sat panting, and a little sour that you had overstimulated him so bad that he came prematurely. he glared at you with his same grumpy look on his face, except his cheeks was flushed, and he was breathing heavy.
âwe are never doing that again.â he grumbled in embarrassment. you just flashed him a toothy smile as his cum began to drip off your chin and onto your tits.
yeah, you both knew that was a lie.
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