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Megumi was a rude and cocky young man. Always looking for a fight and was even feared by several of the city’s gangs. Needless to say, he has a bad boy image to keep up. This is why if anyone ever found out about his little secret, he’d kill them, and he would die of embarrassment. Not only dying of embarrassment but the thought of being the laughing stock will send him over the edge. What could be this secret he doesn’t want to get out of? Let’s find out.
It was a Friday night and Megumi had just returned to his apartment. Upon entering, he is startled by his roommate, who has just walked out of the kitchen holding a can of beer.
“Su-Sukuna! What are you doing here?” Megumi quickly hides the bag he’s carrying behind his back.
Sukuna was another arrogant, fight-driven maniac. The only difference between the two is that, unlike his roommate, he knew when to go from 0 to 100. Yeah, he liked fighting but he wasn't a complete menace to society.
“Uh-–I live here too dumbass.” He cracks open his beer and takes a swig. He noticed Megumi hiding something. “What are you hiding in that bag? Hmmm…is it some sex toys? You dirty, dirty boy~” Sukuna's teasing manages to anger his blushing friend.
“You fucking pervert! Why do you say weird ass shit like that?” Megumi cursed at him.
This only made Sukuna tease him more, “Oooh, so if you don’t have any dicks and tricks in that bag, then why are you overreacting about it?”
“Because virgin idiots like you always assume something sexual is going on! Just get the fuck outta my face before I bury my fist into yours.”
Megumi was dead serious…flustered…but serious nonetheless. Besides, it wouldn't be the first time getting into a fight with one another.
Sukuna bursts into laughter, loving the fact that he can easily get under his roommate’s skin.
Grown tired of his antics, Megumi pushes past him and stomps off to his room. He sighs in relief, finally being in the comfort of his privacy. He digs in the bag and pulls out the items he just brought, “This is gonna be so cute~!”
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(30 minutes later)
Sukuna is in his room, engaging in an intense game of Animal Crossing when his Switch ends up dying on him. “Fuck!” He forgot to charge it—it's a terrible habit of his. He then becomes annoyed when he remembers he left it in Megumi’s room. He didn’t feel like getting out of bed, but dammit, he was in the middle of decorating his house and wanted to get back to it.
Eventually, he drags himself out of bed and proceeds to make his journey to the other’s room.
Growing up, his parents used to always lecture him about barging into other rooms without knocking, and at this very moment, he regrets not listening to them. In his defense, he wasn’t expecting to walk into Megumi taking cutesy selfies of himself while wearing something… unique.
Megumi nearly has a heart attack when Sukuna barrages in. He mentally punches himself for forgetting to lock the door. There was no way he was going to be able to explain himself out of this one. The gig was up and he knew in the deepest part of his heart that Sukuna wasn’t going to live this down. He’ll probably go and rat him out to his other group of friends. His reputation is over!
While Megumi is going through an internal crisis, Sukuna is in complete awe. The outfit he wore is scandalous, to say the least, but he looks so sexy wearing it. The outfit in question is a skimpy white and navy blue seifuku; the shirt is short-sleeved and cropped, showing off his muscular arms and lean abs. Surprisingly he has a cute belly button piercing in the shape of a heart. Sukuna licks his lips as they suddenly become dry. His eyes trace those seductive v-lines that disappear behind the waistband. The skirt is way too short, one little move and his perky butt would be exposed—not that he’s complaining. To finish off the outfit, Megumi also wore a pair of white gyaru-style socks, and his messy black hair was decorated with colorful hair clips.
Sukuna has always been straight—everything about him oozes “man”. He's tall, far more muscular than Megumi, his voice dark and husky and those tattoos that litter his body are the cherry on top. “A man’s man” one would say. However, now—now—he was starting to question his sexuality. He knows he's not attractive to men per se, but the way Megumi is looking right now, he is ready to bury himself in the deepest part of his body.
Sukuna snaps out of his thoughts when he hears sniffling.
Megumi is now on his knees, his eyes glossed over with tears as he buries his face in his hands. Under normal circumstances, fists would've been flying, but given how vulnerable he felt, he couldn't even bring himself to look at Sukuna.
“Y…you asshole. Why didn't you knock first?!” Megumi’s voice cracks a little as he tries to hold back his tears. But thoughts of the aftermath continue to antagonize him. Soon those tears ran down his cheeks as he pleaded, “Please…please don't tell anyone. I'm begging you please don't say anything!”
The pleading ceases when Megumi is comforted by an unexpected hug. “Sukuna? What are you doing?”
“Trying to make you feel better obviously.” Sukuna’s hug tightens when Megumi tries to push him away.
“Better? What is there to feel better about? You caught me wearing clothes that aren't meant for someone like me…” His voice is starting to quiver, “You'll just go back and tell everyone how much of a pervert I am…tell them that I'm some kinda freak—”
“That's enough.” Sukuna's voice is serious. “Dude…Look, I'm not gonna sugar coat it, yes, I was a little caught off guard at first,” He starts to reassure him, “and I know we don't always get along, but that doesn't mean I'm going to run around the city airing out your business. If wearing certain clothes makes you feel sassy and classy, then who the fuck am I to say what you can and can't wear?” He gently takes hold of Megumi's chin, making him meet eye to eye as he wipes those tears away. “And you are not—I repeat—NOT a freak. There's nothing wrong with you. You like what you like and that's more than okay. And if anyone says otherwise, I'll just break their faces~” His heart flutters when the hug is returned.
“Th-thanks,…thanks for not judging me. I needed to hear that.” Megumi's voice is still shaky, like he's on the verge of crying again.
He knew this wasn't the appropriate time but Sukuna's cologne is doing it for him right now. The way his big arms wrapped around him so protectively made him feel both small and safe. He relaxed into the embrace, not wanting to let go. Little did he know, Sukuna wasn't ready to let go either.
They create the smallest distance between them and their eyes never lose sight of each other. In this moment they knew there was no turning back from what they were about to do.
“Sukuna…”
“Megumi…”
Drawing closer together, their lips connect, and for the first time, it felt like everything had fallen into place. Megumi melts into the tender kiss while he clings to Sukuna's shirt.
Thankfully Sukuna had no plans of letting him go again. If anything, he wanted to be closer. He wanted to feel more of him. He licks Megumi's lips, wanting to feel what's inside.
In return Megumi gladly lets him enter. Their tongues gently caress each other. The taste of beer and lollipops mingle creating a delicious flavor.
Their bodies naturally start to react. It felt good, but this new feeling honestly scared Megumi a little, and he was the first to pull away.
Grown concern Sukuna asks, “What's wrong? Are you okay?” Before immediately reassuring him, “We can stop right here. We don't have to keep going if you're not comfortable.”
“No, it's not that!” Megumi didn't want this to end but he still felt nervous. Now's the best time to be honest. “It's just that…I have never been this intimate with anyone, let alone another man. I guess I'm not too sure how to go about it.”
“Then let me take care of you~” Sukuna was dead serious at this point. He never felt such an intense need and longing for someone. He plants a kiss on Megumi's forehead and repeats, “Let me take care of you~”
Megumi can feel his face heating up; he shyly averts his eyes before meeting Sukuna's gaze again; this time, he knows for sure that he wants this, and he wouldn't want this moment to be with anyone else.
“...Okay~”
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“This is kinda, mh…embarrassing~” Megumi whimpers as he stares back at his reflection in the mirror. He was positioned between Sukuna, with his legs cocked open. His pink panties were pulled to the side only exposing his puckered asshole. He couldn’t stop his face from heating up. His heartbeat pounds against his chest, slightly nervous because he didn’t know what to expect but when Sukuna begins to trail kisses down his neck, all his worries melt away. The smell of his cologne made him dizzy but in a good way. A jolt of pleasure travels down his spine when Sukuna teases his nipples; light pinching and massaging them between his fingers.
“Do you like that?” Sukuna whispers, smiling when he feels goosebumps on Megumi’s skin. It was so cute seeing his dick twitch behind his panties. He noticed the bright pink fabric darken from the sticky substance seeping through.
“I…I like it. I like it a lot~” Megumi's chest heaves as his breath shallows, the wonderful yet simple touches make his body burn with desire. He wanted to be touched more but didn't want to sound greedy.
As if Sukuna knew what he wanted, he stopped playing with Megumi's erect nipples and dragged his hand down, slowly grazing the supple skin.
Megumi cries out when a firm pressure takes hold of his lower region. His cock practically begged to be released—to be touched properly. Sukuna had other plans. His long fingernail traced around the puckered muscle, ever so slightly pushing against the entrance.
“I'm not even inside you yet and I can already tell how tight you are~” Sukuna's eyes clouded with lust. He was ready to devour him but wanted to edge him some more. “You look so sexy in your uniform. I can barely contain myself~” his erection suffocating behind his pants, longing to be set free. Slowly and without warning, he pushes his middle finger in, causing Megumi to cry out in pleasure. Tears sting his eyes as he tries to comprehend the new sensation. Juices began to flow, coating the single digit in a thin layer of creamy substance.
“Mmh, you're so wet already,” Sukuna whispers in his ear and sucks on his earlobe playfully. The contracted muscle begins to relax under his touch, “That's it…loosen up for me~” he coaxes the other before pushing in his ring finger.
Another wail rips from Megumi’s throat as Sukuna's nails scrape against the sweet bundle of nerves. He felt lustful vibrations coursing through his body while his G-spot was assaulted. “Yes, ahh, fuck yes. Keep touching me there~” he clung to Sukuna's shirt for dear life, watching those lovely fingers disappear. Each time he pulled out, his fingers became more and more white.
“Please,…I-I’m about to cum~”
Just when he's about to reach climax Sukuna suddenly changes positions. Now he has Megumi bent over with his ass up and his pink hole completely in his view. It was a beautiful sight indeed.
“S-Sukuna?” Megumi becomes a little anxious when he feels something heavy slapping against his ass cheek. He lets out a surprise squeal when the rest of his panties are ripped off. Leaving his lower half fully exposed. The cool air feels nice against his weeping cock.
At this point, Sukuna couldn't wait too much longer; the need to bust a load was quickly approaching him. He didn't expect his night to turn out this way but when life gives you lemons, you give it some dick. In one swift motion, he buries all 10 inches of dick inside the warm, wet craves.
“AH!” Megumi has never felt something like this in his entire life. He doesn't resist the assault his prostate was taking. “A dick…a real dick is inside me. Y-you’re fucking me like I'm a woman…” Lust had quickly clouded his way of thinking. “I can take it…I can take all that big-ass dick, baby. Please…don't stop, don't stop~” his moans echo throughout the room. The feeling of his once tight asshole being split open and dug out felt better than anything he's ever experienced.
Sukuna groans seductively, “That's what I like to hear.” Those creamy wet walls that clung around his dick were starting to push him over the edge, knowing he wouldn't last too much longer. The sight of Megumi's milky cheeks bouncing and jiggling against his pelvis drove him crazy. He grabs a handful of messy hair and forces his dear friend to look at himself in the mirror. “Just look at you…you're a total mess. Fucking slut~”
There was no denying that Megumi was an absolute wreck. The seifuku was nearly non-existent, his hair was messier than normal, and precum leaked from the dick onto the floor. His glossy eyes desperately beg for more. Those long, deep strokes made Megumi bite his lower lip hard enough to draw a small trickle of blood. He was at the mercy of Sukuna and he wasn't even mad about it. If anything he was becoming addicted.
All those negative feelings he felt earlier have been fucked right out of him. His loud moans turn into a consistent mewling. Megumi's whimpering, and longing for his intense climax was music to Sukuna’s ears.
Sukuna starts losing his rhythm. His thrusts became more feral. He was so close…so close to that sweet release. “Sukuna, I'm right there. Don't stop, fuck, don't stop, Daddy~”
That pushed Sukuna over the edge. He held Megumi's hair in a death grip as he filled him up to the brim with his cum. An orgasmic wave hits them like a truck.
“Shit…” Sukuna sighs in relief as he carefully pulls out his now limp dick. He only has a few seconds to admire his work before there's a loud knocking on the door. “Shit!”
He rushes out the door and sprints to the door upon opening it, he has to fight off the urge to laugh. It was their old next-door neighbor holding a skillet, ready to attack whatever she deemed threatening.
“I heard screaming and thought you were trouble. Is everything okay?”
He gently takes the skillet from her and apologizes, “Sorry about that. Me and my roommate were…busy. But I promise you, everything’s just fine.”
The neighbor gives him the side eye before dropping the situation altogether. “All right, if you say so. Now, gimme that back.” She takes her skillet back before making her way back to her apartment.
Sukuna sighs and closes their door as well and sprints back to the room to check on him.
He has passed out on the floor.
Sukuna picks up the sleeping figure, places him back in his bed comfortably, and covers him with a blanket. The content and peaceful look of his roommate made that fluttering feeling in his heart return. He plants another kiss on Megumi's forehead.
From the corner of his eyes, he spots the reason he came into Megumi's room in the first place. “There you are.” He swipes the charger before making his way out of the room, eager to finish playing his game.