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DESC ✿ you always get what you want.

MATCHUP ✿ megumi x f!reader

CW ✿ stepbro porn ahead ; somnophilia ; cheating ; raw sex ; breeding ; promiscuity ; dubcon ; coercion ; ‘just the tip’ ; light impact play ; choking ; light degrading ; drugs → weed.

WC ✿ 3.7K+

Never once in your entire life were you denied anything. Expecting things out of habit has simply become… customary. And you had your natural charm and sex appeal to thank for that. Anything you’d set your sights on you’d receive; gifts, designer clothes and men included were never a problem for you— until you were introduced to your shiny new roomie, Megumi.

You remember the very first time your sights locked on him. His glossy black hair, long pretty lashes and slick sweat sticking to those shirtless abs made you swoon from the very beginning when you saw him carrying heavy boxes into the same apartment you lived in. There were practically stars in your pupils from how insanely handsome he was.

“Megumi, this is my daughter, (Name). (Name), this is Megumi. He’s gonna be staying with us from now on so be nice to him.” Oh yeah, you’ll be real nice to him.

The dark haired boy’s attention alternates from your father to you, eyebrows raising and breath labored as he removes his bulky headphones to rest around his neck while setting the heavy box down on the ground. “Oh, what’s up? You’re probably used to being an only child or whatever but uh, I hope we can get along.” He extends a welcoming hand out to you with an aloof expression, and you can’t help but appreciate how worn it looks.

Those fingers, fuck. So thick, you bet they’d fill you up so nicely just from how long they were, hit the deepest parts inside you until you’re sobbing with tears running down your hot cheeks and make you beg for more than just some silly little fingers. The entire fantasy can’t make you help but wonder if his cock was just as big as them.

Taking his stretched out hand into your perfectly manicured one, you offer your new big brother a firm shake along with that bright million dollar smile you give all your pawns. “Yeah, we’re gonna get along just fine.”

Ever since your mother remarried Megumi’s dad and had them move into your quaint little home, your newly included sibling had become one of the many men added to your hit list. It was a pink notebook specifically that looked like it could be in one of those coming of age chick flicks, the title in ransom lettered font in which you called your ‘sex bible.’

Yuuji Itadori. ♥︎

Noritoshi Kamo. ♥︎

Kento Nanami. ♥︎

Megumi Fushiguro. ♥︎

His name was there traced in pretty letters with a cute heart at the end, perfect and untouched without a scratch through it. Not for long though. A self-proclaimed ‘maneater’ was the title you used to best label yourself. Any guy you wanted you could get, how could they ever refuse you with that gorgeous smile or those pretty tits?

“You’re so funny!” Is something along the lines you’d say, laugh exaggerated over some corny joke that wasn’t even worth laughing for in attempt to get into some guy’s pants.

“You’re so strong.” You’d overemphasize, delicate hands running up and down the huge veiny muscles of some jerk-off’s bicep before your thick false eyelashes flutter up to them. “Bet you can’t pick me up?”

Men were so easy— so shallow. All it took was a flip of your hair or some pretty tears in those big doe eyes to get what you wanted, works like a charm every time. And it’s true, they all fold like laundry in the end. Megumi was a tough nut to crack though.

There were times where days grew endless that you thought he’d never spare you an ounce of attention. Each rejection only increased your ache for him tenfold, his cruel behavior began to consume your late night reveries with a vibrator stuffed deep in your cunt, desperate hands roaming your body lost in the fantasy of what it’d be like when Megumi finally sinks into you for the very first time.

You could wear the shortest of shorts, tightest of tops and the sluttiest of skirts without even a glance from the raven haired boy. “You’re cute, but you’re not all that.” He told you, shooting down every countless advance like it was nothing. Yeah right, in what world were you not all that? Guys practically line up at your feet in hopes of getting a chance to even sniff your cunt, Megumi should be on his knees kissing your fucking ring. But that’s okay, he won’t be saying that for too long, he is a man after all. You just had to up the ante a bit; and soon enough, he’d be another ken doll that you’d add to your toy box.

Megumi would be a goddamned liar if he said he didn’t find you attractive in the least. You were hot, smoking. Everything about you was completely versatile compared to other girls: the way you adorned yourself in the sluttiest pieces he’s ever seen, the way you talked with such a decadent tone that pushed him to the edge of his sanity— even the way you smelled was different. Your scent down to your perfume was sweet, and not any of that fruity shit that other girls wear either— you smelled like a woman.

He can’t help but feel that twinge of guilt eating away at him when he jacks off in the shower when he sees that tight little body dripping with sweat after your early morning run, filthy thoughts coursing through his brain of what should be his girlfriend replaced with ones of you as he fists his cock trying to imitate the exact grip of your pussy. You get wet, he fuckin’ knows you do. You’ve creamed on his tongue and fingers more times than he’d like to admit, the taste of your essence sweeter than any treat he’s ever had that he forgets how completely wrong it is.

He felt like a pussy, always chickening out when your eager hands went to yank down his boxer briefs; the opportunity of burying himself inside you flying out the window. “We can’t do this, it’s.. it’s wrong.” He can’t fight the regretful feeling that swirls around in his chest each time he catches an eye roll from you followed by a lip smack, watching you stomp your way out of his room mumbling curses under your breath.

Any guy would be lucky to have a girl like you, and without the company of Megumi in your room every night it appeared that you already found one, multiple actually. It seemed like you had a new dude for every day of the week, guys breezing through your apartment left and right with a new boy toy on your arm like a glitzy new designer bag. Exaggerated moans that were magnified from the thin walls of your room that stood right across the hall from his, obviously meant for Megumi with the intention of making him jealous— and it did.

Other than that, he made every effort to stay out of your way. It was hard though considering you practically tried to jump on his dick at any chance you could. Megumi’s lost count of the endless make out sessions that you two have landed yourselves in while your parents were away from the house, or the times he’s woken up to his cock in your mouth with you sucking him dry, peering up at him through those thick lashes and porn star eyes.

It didn’t make his efforts any less arduous with your sudden clingy behavior any time his girlfriend came around the house to hang with him, handsy thigh rubs that lingered too close to Megumi’s dick whenever a not-so-funny joke was featured in some shitty comedy blaring through the tv and sexual innuendos passed off as jokes or horseplay that was a little too suspicious for brother and sister.

But that’s just how siblings are, right? Though it came to raise a few eyebrows when you’d abruptly pull him into the next room under the guise that it was just ‘family talk’ before hastily pulling his already hard cock out of his joggers, mouth watering before flashing that look at him paired with the voice that always makes him weak in the knees. “Wanna make you cum, Megumi. Don’t you like my mouth better than hers?” making it clear that you two were far from just being ordinary ‘siblings.’ And he never says no; at first he fooled himself into believing that it was because of the power you held over him, but really— he doesn’t want to.

Which is the main cause he allowed you to lure him into your room with your sweet voice ringing through his ears as he swings the door open, beholding your body adorned in nothing but those pink lace panties you wore whenever you tried to seduce him, matched with a flimsy tank top with the straps falling to the side that nearly had your tits spilling out of them as you rest back on your elbows, a coy smile peeking through your lips. “What do you want?”

It was terrible to want to do this, sick even. But that’s what made it all the more exciting. “M’lonely, let’s do something fun.” A pout forms on your shiny lips before earning a nonchalant head shake from him.

“Nah I’m good, enjoy yourself though.” He pivots on his heels to exit your room before he hears your voice call out to him once again, stopping him dead in his tracks when he sees you pull out a fat sack of weed from under your pillow.

“I got some bud,” you teasingly wave the stuffed baggie around like a treat, tone honeyed in attempt to sway him. “Chill with me.”

The ravenette remains unmoved from his place on the threshold, weary about your intentions— not that he’s complaining. “Every time you ask to chill you try to fuck me.”

“You never talk to me, I just wanna spend time with you. Get to know my big brother better y’know?” You quirk with a head tilt. “No funny business, scout’s honor.” Your two forefingers fly to your forehead in fake salute, making Megumi expel a wry laugh before finally stepping past the threshold fully. Piece of fucking cake.

“Didn’t think you were the girl scout type.” He falls into place next to you on the springy bed, forcing a smirk from you. “Guess I’m full of surprises then.”

It isn’t until the small glass pipe is passed back and forth between you, the pungent smell of earthy marijuana stinking up and circulating the already thin air in your room that Megumi’s cock ends up in your mouth. The buzz from his high paired with the feeling of your wet tongue dragging up and down his thick length making the experience that much sweeter, making his hand fly into the strands of your hair to urge you on with occasional low grunts and praises despite the tabooness of the entire act. “Fuckkk just like that, feels so fuckin’ good.”

His length drops from your mouth, making sure you moan around the head before letting it go with a seductive pop. This was your chance, after all those previous months of him ducking and dodging your attempts that you’d finally get what you really wanted, what you’ve been begging for. “Yeah? I can make you feel even better, let’s just do it for real.” You kiss your way up his toned body, hot lips leaving as much of an effect on him as it does your core that’s aching, leaking through your panties with each step closer you get to feeling your big brother’s cock finally fill you.

“We can’t keep doing this.” His breathless groans are mumbled between your kisses, leaving him dizzied between the softness of your plush lips against his and your bare pussy sliding against his dick, wetness making a mess all over him as you come up for air. Manicured hands coming up to tug down that useless top with your tits spilling from it with a cute drop, that pathetic look on your face making it borderline impossible to fight his urges. “Why not? Don’t you think I’m sexy?” His breath catches in his throat as you take his hands in yours to drag them all the way to your tits, feeling the soft mounds between his fingers as you roll your hips down on him. God, why’d you have to be so slutty?

“Yeah but… you’re my sister. It’s weird.” His head reflexively tips back when he feels your lips on his neck, voice tempting and whiny in his ears. “We’re not related. It didn’t stop us any of the other times, and we’ve never even gone all the way.” Your teeth nip gently at the flesh, leaving it wet with saliva as your next words shoot all the way down to his cock.

“We could, though. Always imagined how your dick would feel in my pussy, stretching me out so good, hitting that spot you always touch with your fingers. You’re so fucking big too, know you can do it baby,” A needy whimper spouts from your chest, You’re so close, he just needs a little push. “Please Megumi, just want the tip.”

“We can’t. I want to, but— it’s just wrong.” His words cause slight irritancy to stir in you, lips falling into a pout and brows twisting up something wicked with your response being the thing to make the ravenette finally snap. “You’re such a fucking pussy, probably couldn’t make me cum anyway.” This is not the outcome you’d been hoping for. All your hard work, flushed down the drain.

Well, maybe not quite. With the way Megumi unexpectedly shifts your bodies by flipping you onto your back, you can tell you’ve flipped a switch inside him, and it’s not lookin’ pretty. “Fuckin’ bitch.” He spits, voice grating enough to make you whine. In the same breath he gives your panties a harsh yank, leaving your drooling cunt bare and vulnerable to him as the lace is torn to shreds before he lines himself up with your hole, leaving you no room to adjust or even complain just as he rams himself inside of you without remorse.

“Always flaunting your ass in those slut clothes, tryin’ to fuck me when my girl’s here.” You’re rendered helpless underneath him, each one of his powerful thrusts sending your skull back into the hard panel of your headboard when his hand snakes up to grip the sides of your neck harshly. “Fuck, Megumi wait—”

It makes your head spin, and you don’t know if it’s between the death grip he has on your neck, how good his dick feels inside you or the sudden shift in his demeanor— but it’s all too much. And the added buzz of your high only kicks up the pleasure ten times over with the lewd sounds of him slipping in and out of your wet cunt. “Stop running.” A rough palm comes down to smack your hand away before hooking themselves into the underside of your plush thighs, the shrill sounds of your sobs bouncing off the walls of your room as Megumi forces himself deeper into you.

“Slow— down!” Megumi’s voice grows cold— dark, forcing you to choke on your cries with his calloused fingers now taking hold of your hot cheeks, salty tears wetting the digits. “Try to push me out again and I’m really gonna make it hurt, you’re not gonna walk for the next fucking month. Try me.” He was so mean, totally the opposite of what you expected for when he finally caved. Most certainly not the kind boy you knew when you first met, and for sure not the guy who let you string him along like a pliant little puppet.

“But I can’t take it, you’re going too fast—”

He lets a slightly sadistic sneer fall past his lips, the side of his mouth upticking into a smile dangerous enough to make you recoil into your own skin. “Look at that, the slut can’t take dick. Stop fucking lying, more dicks have been in here than I can count on my own two hands, you can take another.”

“You’re too big for me— please slow down,” Your pitiful whimpers have no effect on the man above you whatsoever, ignoring your pleas and using all of his sheer strength to fuck into you harder, faster, deeper.

“This is what you wanted, though. Fuckin’ begged for it, you calling me a liar?” He takes notice of your drooly, fucked out appearance. Aware of just how close you are by how tight you’re clenching around him and unable to provide a response, drenching his entire abdomen in your cum proving to him you’re an even bigger whore than he originally thought.

“I know you heard me, I didn’t fuck you stupid yet.” His hard palm comes down onto your face once, twice as hard the second time leaving a sharp burn. “Now answer my fucking question, you wanted this? I’m not lying, am I?” The tops and bottom of his teeth grate against each other abrasively in your ears rendering you even more sensitive to his attacks, influencing you to shake your head mindlessly as the sheets nearly pierce under your sharp clutch.

“No, you’re not! I wanted it, I wanted you—” Your cries in obedience urge him on, a smirk taking over his features as your licentious persona dissipates with every hard snap of his hips, an indecipherable expression engrained deep into his cobalt irises while he splits you open on his cock.

Every movement inside you jogs his memory of all the slutty shit you’ve done; sending risky drunk texts and nudes to his phone because you knew he was with his girlfriend, usually videos showing off your naked body while pumping some kind of dildo in and out of your soaked pussy attached with a tempting message about how you wish it was him instead of some silly toy.

need you to come fuck me, baby. ;)

Or the many times you’ve put him in compromising situations by purposely leaving pairs of your panties in his room, intentionally left fresh with cum for his girlfriend to find inevitably spiraling into countless arguments and eventually leading to a breakup, all of it fueling the fire inside him as he reaches his own high. “Maybe I should just get you fuckin’ pregnant, maybe you’ll learn how to keep your goddamned legs closed then.”

A hot surge of pleasure shoots down his spine when you wildly bob your head yes, totally captivated by the transparent cream you leave around his length from his words, dangerous words low and almost threatening in your ears that you don’t even care due to how good he makes you feel. “Sick.” He mutters as you feel him fill you, pumping hot strings of cum into you with forceful snaps of his balls against your ass with the air being overcome with the scent of weed, high-pitched moans and pleas for the ravenette to keep going.

“I’m cumming, I’m cumming—” You tighten around him with a loud cry, gushing and forcing back moans as Megumi fucks his cum inside you, unconceivable pleasure you’ve never experienced before taking control of your entire body with your manicure leaving bloody scratches on his athletic back.

Your limp form wavers the second Megumi pulls out, your walls letting him go with an audible pop as you struggle to catch your breath, mind completely blank of all thoughts except the white ceiling above you and brutal fuck he just gave you. This was more than you originally bargained for, and you can’t say you were disappointed. Your hunger was satiated with another guy who’s unable to resist your appeal. And what makes it even more braggable? He’s your stepbrother.

“Are you happy now? Or do I need to fuck you again?” His voice is laced with annoyance as he slips back into his shorts as you shake your head, watching him hop off your bed before turning to leave, stopping abruptly when he hears your whiny little voice. “Wait— can you... come back later?”

He spins around, a blank look on his chiseled features. “No. If you wanna get fucked you’re coming to me, not the other way around.” The way he snaps at you makes you halfway shrink into your soaked sheets while also forming another knot in your core, eager for the next load he’s going to fuck into you later on with the previous one still dripping out of your needy pussy as you give a timid nod your head.

When Megumi shuts the door behind him you’re quick to find your journal and a pen, flipping through the pages until you land on the one with his name on it. Satisfied with the loud drag of the ink across the paper as you cross his name out. Scratchhh.

Megumi Fushiguro. ♥︎

You find Megumi in his room later that night like he told you to, tip toeing in the dark space as you crawl into bed over his sleeping form, littering wet kisses over his neck and letting your hand find its way to his semi-hard cock. “Wake up, want you now.” It takes you by surprise as he’s quick to flip you onto your back, making you yelp when your back suddenly meets the bedding underneath you.

“Back for more already?” He inspects your leaking core in front of him, lips puffy with cum as his big hands spread you out for him and observe the panties you failed to wear. “You still got fresh cum inside you, don’t tell me you’re getting greedy?”

“Mm-mm, missed you already.” Your rushed words are hushed by his sweet coos, body already hot for him as his dick smacks against his abdomen when he finally tugs his shorts down. “Shh, m’gonna take care of you.” You feel the pleasurable stretch of his tip pressing into your hole, mouth dropping open as he slowly inches himself all the way inside you, mind beginning to wander impulsively about who your next pawn would be.

Your English professor Suguru? That new kid that just moved in next door? Or maybe it’d be your handsome new stepdaddy, you have always kept a watchful eye out for the older men. Hm, though maybe you’d have to keep Megumi around for a while afterwards. It’d be a wasteful shame to throw a brand new toy away so quickly.

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