[ Megumi is almost hypnotized by Yuji like this, and she has to shake herself out of her stupor, finally ready.
One deep breath, another, and then Megumi rocks her hips forward, sliding the toy into Yuji with one long, steady thrust. There's no physical feedback, but Megumi doesn't need that for this to feel thrilling. She's never fucked anyone before, never been in this kind of position, and it's... hot.
Shuddering, Megumi splays her palms over Yuji's curves, running up her sides and down again as she wiggles her hips against Yuji. ]
[ Megumi might not get any physical feedback, but Yuji moans aloud at the sensation of being filled all over again, the angle slightly different from before, pushing her hips back to try and take it as deep as she possibly can. She forgets, for a moment, that this is for Megumi, too obsessed with the stretch to focus.
The wiggle has her making a soft, pleased little noise, breathless and over the moon; turning her head, she gazes up at Megumi, fond and soft all at once. ]
'Gumi...
[ Moaning again, she leans down, biting her lip hard. ]
[ Oh, but it's so good to hear Yuji moan, to see her react and press into the toy. Bending over Yuji, Megumi leans her weight into the point where they're joined. ]
Yuji...
[ Her best friend's name comes out on a moan, nails digging into Yuji's hips as she draws back. Megumi straightens up to watch every thick inch slide back out of Yuji's quivering cunt, her breath caught in her chest as she practically salivates over the sight; Megumi wants to commit it to memory, never forget this moment. ]
Fuck, Yuji.
[ Megumi's groan is louder now as she rocks forward, filling Yuji all over again until her hips meet that especially-squeezeable ass. ]
[ Yuji lets Megumi take the time she needs to get comfortable, to feel as if she can sink into this without hesitation - and it seems as if it's working, that Megumi is finding her feet, so to speak, and sliding into fucking her as if she's a natural.
It wouldn't surprise her if she was; Megumi has always been incredible, hot and beautiful in everything she does, and Yuji could believe she would be good at fucking her just from knowing her. It was just ensuring she had the confidence to feel as if she could do it without restraint.
Breathless, she settles down with her head against the pillow, her eyes closing with bliss flooding her. ]
You can do whatever you want with me, please... It's okay.
[ Like most of Megumi's experiences, she's performing so much better when she doesn't overthink the moment. She isn't overanalyzing, isn't hyperaware of what she could or should be doing; she's falling into Yuji, into her best friend's body, and nothing else matters.
She gets to do whatever she wants to Yuji.
Exhaling sharply, Megumi's toes curl as she takes a moment to experiment with the motion of her hips. She doesn't try to go fast, focusing on the most natural rhythm, and once she's comfortable with that, she leans over Yuji's back, pressing lips to her shoulder. ]
You're... so perfect like this, Yuji. You look so good like this...
[ Yuji thinks she might be in some kind of heaven, blissful under the weight of her best friend behind her.
It's too easy to roll her hips back against the cock inside of her, to hum with pleasure and delight as Megumi gets more confident, gets more comfortable, touching her and exploring her body. It doesn't matter to her whether or not this is perfect as long as they're both having fun, and this is so, so much fun.
She knows that Suguru is going to go insane when he hears about it.
Turning her head, she smiles softly, nuzzling into Megumi as best she can. ]
[ Panting, nuzzling Yuji back, Megumi finds better purchase with one hand planted on the bed, the other gripping Yuji's hip to drag her into every thrust. She kisses where she can reach, grazing teeth over the nape of Yuji's neck, nipping at her shoulder. ]
Can't get enough of you, Yuji, fuck...
[ Megumi doesn't have the same raw strength that Yuji does, but Megumi has stamina. She has the body of a runner, a dancer, all long limbs and lithe muscle and lungs meant for distance. She doesn't want to stop, not when Yuji's voice and body is filling her senses and it's intoxicating. ]
[ It's intense, the way it overwhelms her, the way this makes her feel anchored and adrift all at once. Yuji doesn't know how to put it into words, doesn't know how to do anything except chase the feeling of being owned by her best friend. She doesn't mind this - being submissive, being under someone else, sliding into the feeling of being cherished and wanted.
She had been alone for a long time, before Suguru, before Gojo-kun, before Megumi. She's never been so loved, so happy, so safe, and she knows she never, ever wants to lose them.
Dark eyes gaze back at Megumi and she smiles, filled with her adoration. ]
[ Megumi's ears and cheeks burn pink from something other than the exertion, Yuji's words and the affection in her smile practically melting Megumi then and there. ]
I just want to take care of you. Make you feel good, like you do for everyone else. [ Because Yuji is so good at taking care of everyone else, and as much as Megumi adores it, she wants so badly to do the same for her best friend.
Her fingers drift from Yuji's hip to between her legs, tracing the shape of the toy inside of her, smearing her fingers in Yuji's slick before seeking out her clit. It's more awkward from this angle, hard to remind herself to keep rocking and thrusting while she presses and rubs at the delicate bud of nerves, but Megumi tries to find the right balance. ]
[ The angle might be awkward, but Yuji doesn't mind; she shifts her body and opens her legs as wide as she can, as best she can, to make it so that Megumi can keep fucking her just as much as she keeps touching her. Her eyes flicker for a moment, and she hums, pleased and happy. ]
It - ah... It'll be easier with Gojo-kun, since you can touch his dick, too, but...
[ Megumi is getting better at taking Yuji's bodily cues, fitting neatly against her and not losing her rhythm. She's bouncing between imagining her husband beneath her and enjoying how gorgeous Yuji is like this, but she perks with curiosity, leaning over Yuji's shoulder a little more. ]
Like a g-spot?
[ Megumi has gotten plenty familiar with her own, thanks to Gojo. ]
[ Yuji groans softly, pressing her face down into the bed now, keeping her hips up. It won't take more for her to come, she's sure of that, and the pleasure of teaching and excitement thrums through her like electricity. ]
[ She adds this new information to her mental list of things to test and explore later with her husband. Gojo is so good at pulling her apart and turning her into mush, and she wants to return the favor.
And the same applies with Yuji.
Megumi breathes a low hum, her teeth grazing over her best friend's shoulder. ]
I can't wait to try...
[ She'll have to actually discuss it with Satoru in-depth, but for now... she cares a lot more about fucking Yuji. She can't feel the cock itself, but her fingers frame the toy, pressed over Yuji's sex and savoring how wide it stretches her open, how much it fills her; the heel of her palm rests over Yuji's clit, grinding her against it every time Megumi rocks forward.
She thrusts harder, rougher, putting more of her weight into the motion as she holds Yuji fast. She's not the most effusive person, but she can't help the affection bubbling out of her. ]
[ Yuji wants nothing more than to show Megumi how much she loves her, adores her, wants nothing more than to show her how to love her husband as best she can, how to make it so that she has the best experiences possible. She doesn't mind being a test subject, a willing victim to her friend's nerves and uncertainty, to enjoy the fact that she can take care of her and show her the best way forward.
It's not that she thinks that Gojo-kun wouldn't be as forgiving, but she knows herself that it can be hard when you know your partner has more practice at something than you do. Suguru had comforted her on that time and time again.
Turning, she groans, trying to lean into Megumi as best she can even with the flush on her cheeks and her needy, painful desperation. ]
[ Megumi groans against Yuji's shoulder, desperate to cling to Yuji and rut against her until she doesn't have a single ounce of stamina left, until Yuji is wrung out and trembling from coming— and maybe she'll manage later, when she has more practice. She's still learning how this works, still learning how to please Yuji, but she has years of physical training to bolster her determination.
She nuzzles into Yuji's skin, nipping everywhere she can reach and leaving points of red in her wake. Her hand shifts between Yuji's legs, her thumb strumming and rolling over Yuji's clit as she tries not to let the slickness and sweat lose her grip. ]
[ It's been so much, her body under Megumi's control and burning inside, the flood of pleasure almost too much for her to handle. She wants nothing more than to sink into her friend and let it all go, to let herself feel all that need burst out from inside of her - but also to make sure that Megumi feels good too, to make sure that her friend is happy.
It's what makes moments like this so special; her own pleasure, but also knowing she did something to make another person feel such delight.
Shoving herself back a little harder, she bites her lip before she hisses. ]
[ Megumi is too focused on her task, on making Yuji feel good; her own need to come has fallen by the wayside. She might benefit from a vibrating strap in the future, something to grind herself against while she uses the harness, something to get her off almost incidentally instead of intentionally – but for now, she wants to see Yuji fall apart.
Just a little more—
Megumi nods, pressing another kiss to Yuji's shoulder, to her neck. ]
Yuji, fuck, you're so perfect... you're so good, you're so good—
[ All her affection bleeds into her heated murmurs, the praise and adoration in equal parts as she rolls the swollen bud of Yuji's clit. She hasn't lost an ounce of steam or rhythm in her hips, but her body is starting to shake with the effort, starting to feel the strain in muscles that she hasn't necessarily stretched this way before. ]
[ It should be a little bit embarrassing that it's praise that does so much for Yuji, makes her want so much that it burns through her skin, but she can't help herself. The pleasure floods her immediately, slapping through her body and making her needy and desperate, and all she can do is rock back against Megumi with a low, needy sound. ]
Megumi...
[ Fingers over her clit has her toppling over that edge, coming with a desperate sound, punched out of her. She doesn't try to move away from the cock inside her either, keeps rocking back on it, chasing that oversensitive feeling, the way her body feels primed to fall apart from the sheer excitement of being under someone else's thumb. ]
[ Megumi doesn't think she'll ever get tired of how Yuji sounds when she comes. Whatever sparks of anxiety evaporate in a puff of smoke when Yuji falls apart beneath her, at her touch, and the relief that comes with knowing she's enough – even in this small, insignificant way. She holds herself against Yuji, unwilling to falter under the needy rocking and squirming, all of Yuji's impressive strength in a perfectly pink package, while kisses and grazes of Megumi's teeth milking every last spark of pleasure from Yuji.
Her tongue flickers over Yuji's earlobe, her voice low and gruff with her own arousal and approval. ]
Can you come again for me?
[ She doesn't let up yet on Yuji's clit, trying to catch the crest of Yuji's orgasm and catapult her into another fresh flash of climax. ]
[ Yuji shifts as she wiggles, leaning back against Megumi and doing her best to keep together, to try and make sure that she can keep herself together - despite the fact that she feels so intensely overwhelmed, despite the fact that she feels as if she is being shoved into a corner where all she can feel is pleasure and the need for more.
Leaning back, she gazes up at Megumi and nods, suddenly shy. ]
I - yeah, just... Just a little...
[ It's a sweet, sensitive ache, and with Megumi's attention focused on her it really isn't long at all until she's coming again. ]
[ Megumi doesn't try to throw off the rhythm, keeping consistent instead until she feels Yuji tensing under her, those sweet sounds filling the guest room as she comes again. Megumi eases up when she finally feels the spasms of sensation fading, stilling against Yuji and slumping against her back and nuzzling at her shoulder. ]
You're amazing...
[ She exhales heavily, practically humming with contentment as she clings to Yuji. ]
[ Yuji is trying to turn immediately, trying to chase the cuddle of her friend against her, the warmth of her skin, the sensation of adoration that burns inside her. She lifts her hand, touching her as gently as he can. ]
[ Megumi peeks up from Yuji's shoulder, her bangs messily hanging in her eyes. She's glowing with a subtle satisfaction, utter delight that she's been able to make Yuji feel like this, and she's happy to flop to the side, taking Yuji with her and wrapping around her to make for a lanky big spoon. She hasn't tried to pull out or get rid of the harness yet, happy to keep Yuji full of the toy while snuggling like the world's most determined koala. ]
[ Yuji nuzzles into her immediately, curling around her friend with a kind of delight she can't hide, leaning in to give her as many kisses as she can, to press more and more against her before she leans back and beams. ]
[ Megumi winds an arm around Yuji's waist, a soft smile curling at her lips – nearly beaming, by Megumi's standards. ]
Yeah, I'm happy. It was different. [ Martial arts and running has left Megumi in great shape, and she's catching her breath now, her pulse slowing into less of a constant staccato.
She nuzzles Yuji right back, pressing kisses where she can reach. ]
It felt... good. Easier than I thought it would be, physically. I liked that I could make you feel like that and fuck you that way.
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One deep breath, another, and then Megumi rocks her hips forward, sliding the toy into Yuji with one long, steady thrust. There's no physical feedback, but Megumi doesn't need that for this to feel thrilling. She's never fucked anyone before, never been in this kind of position, and it's... hot.
Shuddering, Megumi splays her palms over Yuji's curves, running up her sides and down again as she wiggles her hips against Yuji. ]
How's... is this okay?
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The wiggle has her making a soft, pleased little noise, breathless and over the moon; turning her head, she gazes up at Megumi, fond and soft all at once. ]
'Gumi...
[ Moaning again, she leans down, biting her lip hard. ]
It feels amazing. You're so good.
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Yuji...
[ Her best friend's name comes out on a moan, nails digging into Yuji's hips as she draws back. Megumi straightens up to watch every thick inch slide back out of Yuji's quivering cunt, her breath caught in her chest as she practically salivates over the sight; Megumi wants to commit it to memory, never forget this moment. ]
Fuck, Yuji.
[ Megumi's groan is louder now as she rocks forward, filling Yuji all over again until her hips meet that especially-squeezeable ass. ]
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It wouldn't surprise her if she was; Megumi has always been incredible, hot and beautiful in everything she does, and Yuji could believe she would be good at fucking her just from knowing her. It was just ensuring she had the confidence to feel as if she could do it without restraint.
Breathless, she settles down with her head against the pillow, her eyes closing with bliss flooding her. ]
You can do whatever you want with me, please... It's okay.
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She gets to do whatever she wants to Yuji.
Exhaling sharply, Megumi's toes curl as she takes a moment to experiment with the motion of her hips. She doesn't try to go fast, focusing on the most natural rhythm, and once she's comfortable with that, she leans over Yuji's back, pressing lips to her shoulder. ]
You're... so perfect like this, Yuji. You look so good like this...
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It's too easy to roll her hips back against the cock inside of her, to hum with pleasure and delight as Megumi gets more confident, gets more comfortable, touching her and exploring her body. It doesn't matter to her whether or not this is perfect as long as they're both having fun, and this is so, so much fun.
She knows that Suguru is going to go insane when he hears about it.
Turning her head, she smiles softly, nuzzling into Megumi as best she can. ]
You feel good... Please, don't ever stop.
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[ Panting, nuzzling Yuji back, Megumi finds better purchase with one hand planted on the bed, the other gripping Yuji's hip to drag her into every thrust. She kisses where she can reach, grazing teeth over the nape of Yuji's neck, nipping at her shoulder. ]
Can't get enough of you, Yuji, fuck...
[ Megumi doesn't have the same raw strength that Yuji does, but Megumi has stamina. She has the body of a runner, a dancer, all long limbs and lithe muscle and lungs meant for distance. She doesn't want to stop, not when Yuji's voice and body is filling her senses and it's intoxicating. ]
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She had been alone for a long time, before Suguru, before Gojo-kun, before Megumi. She's never been so loved, so happy, so safe, and she knows she never, ever wants to lose them.
Dark eyes gaze back at Megumi and she smiles, filled with her adoration. ]
You are perfect. So good for me...
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I just want to take care of you. Make you feel good, like you do for everyone else. [ Because Yuji is so good at taking care of everyone else, and as much as Megumi adores it, she wants so badly to do the same for her best friend.
Her fingers drift from Yuji's hip to between her legs, tracing the shape of the toy inside of her, smearing her fingers in Yuji's slick before seeking out her clit. It's more awkward from this angle, hard to remind herself to keep rocking and thrusting while she presses and rubs at the delicate bud of nerves, but Megumi tries to find the right balance. ]
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It - ah... It'll be easier with Gojo-kun, since you can touch his dick, too, but...
[ She groans, voice low. ]
Did you know men have a spot inside them?
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Like a g-spot?
[ Megumi has gotten plenty familiar with her own, thanks to Gojo. ]
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[ Yuji groans softly, pressing her face down into the bed now, keeping her hips up. It won't take more for her to come, she's sure of that, and the pleasure of teaching and excitement thrums through her like electricity. ]
He'll go so crazy.
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And the same applies with Yuji.
Megumi breathes a low hum, her teeth grazing over her best friend's shoulder. ]
I can't wait to try...
[ She'll have to actually discuss it with Satoru in-depth, but for now... she cares a lot more about fucking Yuji. She can't feel the cock itself, but her fingers frame the toy, pressed over Yuji's sex and savoring how wide it stretches her open, how much it fills her; the heel of her palm rests over Yuji's clit, grinding her against it every time Megumi rocks forward.
She thrusts harder, rougher, putting more of her weight into the motion as she holds Yuji fast. She's not the most effusive person, but she can't help the affection bubbling out of her. ]
Love you, Yuji...
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It's not that she thinks that Gojo-kun wouldn't be as forgiving, but she knows herself that it can be hard when you know your partner has more practice at something than you do. Suguru had comforted her on that time and time again.
Turning, she groans, trying to lean into Megumi as best she can even with the flush on her cheeks and her needy, painful desperation. ]
'Gumi... I love you, too.
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She nuzzles into Yuji's skin, nipping everywhere she can reach and leaving points of red in her wake. Her hand shifts between Yuji's legs, her thumb strumming and rolling over Yuji's clit as she tries not to let the slickness and sweat lose her grip. ]
Wanna— make you come—
[ A whine strangles in her throat. ]
W-what do you need?
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It's what makes moments like this so special; her own pleasure, but also knowing she did something to make another person feel such delight.
Shoving herself back a little harder, she bites her lip before she hisses. ]
Touch me, just a little more, I'm so close...
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Just a little more—
Megumi nods, pressing another kiss to Yuji's shoulder, to her neck. ]
Yuji, fuck, you're so perfect... you're so good, you're so good—
[ All her affection bleeds into her heated murmurs, the praise and adoration in equal parts as she rolls the swollen bud of Yuji's clit. She hasn't lost an ounce of steam or rhythm in her hips, but her body is starting to shake with the effort, starting to feel the strain in muscles that she hasn't necessarily stretched this way before. ]
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Megumi...
[ Fingers over her clit has her toppling over that edge, coming with a desperate sound, punched out of her. She doesn't try to move away from the cock inside her either, keeps rocking back on it, chasing that oversensitive feeling, the way her body feels primed to fall apart from the sheer excitement of being under someone else's thumb. ]
Oh, oh... Fuck...
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Her tongue flickers over Yuji's earlobe, her voice low and gruff with her own arousal and approval. ]
Can you come again for me?
[ She doesn't let up yet on Yuji's clit, trying to catch the crest of Yuji's orgasm and catapult her into another fresh flash of climax. ]
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Leaning back, she gazes up at Megumi and nods, suddenly shy. ]
I - yeah, just... Just a little...
[ It's a sweet, sensitive ache, and with Megumi's attention focused on her it really isn't long at all until she's coming again. ]
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You're amazing...
[ She exhales heavily, practically humming with contentment as she clings to Yuji. ]
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Says you. That was...
[ She's breathless, is that not sign enough? ]
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[ Megumi peeks up from Yuji's shoulder, her bangs messily hanging in her eyes. She's glowing with a subtle satisfaction, utter delight that she's been able to make Yuji feel like this, and she's happy to flop to the side, taking Yuji with her and wrapping around her to make for a lanky big spoon. She hasn't tried to pull out or get rid of the harness yet, happy to keep Yuji full of the toy while snuggling like the world's most determined koala. ]
That was really fun...
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Are you happy? Do you feel good? How did it feel?
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Yeah, I'm happy. It was different. [ Martial arts and running has left Megumi in great shape, and she's catching her breath now, her pulse slowing into less of a constant staccato.
She nuzzles Yuji right back, pressing kisses where she can reach. ]
It felt... good. Easier than I thought it would be, physically. I liked that I could make you feel like that and fuck you that way.
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