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"Megumi! Megumi! Megumi!"
"You're so pretty, Megumi."
"You look amazing today, Babe!"
"Pretty, pretty pretty, pretty, pretty Megumi."
Megumi had gotten used to the constant compliments from his roommate. It seemed no matter what he did or how he looked, he'd have the enthusiastic Yuuji practically on his tail to make sure he knew what he thought. Just like what was happening now. The two boys were in their shared room, both on Megumi’s bed… for whatever reason. Megumi is on his phone, and Yuuji is just staring at him.
"Megumi, you look great with eyeliner! You look great without it, too, of course. But-"
Megumi had zoned out, not that he didn't agree. But he realized how he'd never given a compliment back.
"You look good too, Yuuji," he said in his monotone voice, finally lifting his head from his phone.
Yuuji's mouth immediately snapped shut from his ramble, eyes widening. Now that Megumi was looking at him, even in the dim light of the bedroom, he could see the way Yuuji's ears went red, his face flushing. Megumi held back a small smile, looking the boy's face up and down.
He could have seen Yuuji ACTUALLY flustered if he had just complimented him sooner? He was snapped out of his trance by the younger boy bashfully smacking his shoulder.
"Eyy, Fushiguro Megumi! Don't stay stuff like that out of nowhere!"
"I didn't know your face could even get that red. All because I complimented you?"
Yuuji only looked more surprised, hands rushing to touch his face. It was warm. In his defense, how could he NOT get red when THE Megumi had just said he looked good!! Yuuji only rolled himself over into the pillow, mumbling something Megumi couldn't decipher.
Megumi could only smirk, rolling towards Yuuji and trying to pull him out of the pillow.
"Yuuji! Come on, let me see my hard work! Or should I compliment you again?" Megumi teased, pushing Yuuji's shoulder over so he was on his back, climbing on his lap so he couldn't turn and hide again.
"Megumiii! No-! Come on! I was just surprised-!" Yuuji insisted, trying to be as composed as possible with Megumi on his lap.
"Oh? Were you just surprised? Okay," he took a pause, eyes burning into Yuuji's. "You look so pretty like this, all red and your hair messy. Your lips look good too." he grabbed onto Yuuji's jaw, dragging his thumb across his bottom lip. If getting on top of him was already bordering not platonic, this was something else. Megumi raised an eyebrow, watching the younger boy squeeze his eyes shut in embarrassment.
Then he felt it. Something jumped under him. He had no clue praise affected his roommate THIS much. Unless it was the fact that it was coming from Megumi, but that's something he could think about later.
He tightened his grip on Yuuji's jaw, pushing his hips down against him as he leaned down to kiss him. Yuuji knew that it had to be on purpose the moment he moaned into Megumi's mouth, feeling him laugh against his lips. His hand rushed to Megumi’s hips, trying to hold his hips up. Megumi only furrowed his eyebrows, letting go of his face to smack the boys' hands away.
"Hands to yourself, puppy. You're the one who's getting hard at a little praise. Do you really want me to stop?"
It was almost humiliating with how fast Yuuji shook his head 'no'. He rolled his hips upward with a whine, placing his hands by his head in an attempt not to touch him.
"No, Megumi- don't stop. I won't touch! Come on, just don't tease me?"
Megumi only pushed his hips down again, just to smile while he watched Yuuji throw his head back. He slid off his lap, immediately moving to take off Yuuji's sweatpants, throwing them haphazardly on the floor. Just from the tent in the younger boxers, he could tell he was big. Which wasn't exactly a surprise considering everything about Yuuji was big. Megumi slid Yuuji’s boxers down almost torturously slow, wrapping his slim fingers around him.
Looking to glance at Yuuji again, he smiled.
"Come on, pretty boy, beg for it. You want me to touch you, right? Poor thing got hard so fast."
Yuuji was propped up on his elbows, eyes wide and curious. He’d had one too many wet dreams about his roommate, but this? this anything but how he imagined him in his dreams! He had expected Megumi to be an angel in bed, kissing him softly, plump lips wrapped around his cock. He snaps out of it, looking down at the real Megumi, looming over him as he owned him. His face somehow flushed more, biting his lip.
"Megumi- fuck. Megumi please-! Please touch me, I'll do good, I promise!"
Megumi didn't look too impressed, but the way his own cock fills out says otherwise. "Say it, Yuuji. Say you'll be a good boy. You'll be a good puppy for your Babe, yeah?"
"Yes- yes, Babe! I'll be a good boy for you, so so good- Please touch me. I'll fuck you really good-"
Megumi only scoffs, spitting on Yuuji's dick, beginning to pump his hand tightly around him. "Yeah? Are you gonna fuck me good? Such a big dick, and yet you don't even seem to know how to use it right. I'll let you fuck me if you earn it."
Yuuji immediately snapped his eyes shut and slapped a hand over his mouth, muffling the moan he let out. Megumi was so beautiful, but how could he even make spit hot?? He bucked his hips up, attempting to fuck into Megumi's fingers the best he could. Megumi immediately shook his head, leaning to pull the hand off of his mouth, climbing back onto his thighs to keep his hips down.
"Dumb puppy. You're not doing a great job at earning it right now. Open your eyes Yuuji, look at me." He muttered, continuing to pump his hand quickly.
"Ah- I can't. You don't understand!" If Yuuji opened his eyes, he swore he would cum on the spot. He didn't want to break before he even got a chance to feel Megumi.
"Oh no, I do. I want to watch you cum only at the sight of my face. Now, Look."
Yuuji let out a few more moans at the new pace before opening his eyes, immediately meeting Megumi's. They were piercing, Beautiful. He did everything he could to not break eye contact, despite how exposed he felt. Megumi was fully clothed, watching Yuuji quickly come undone underneath him, and with a moan of Megumi's name, he broke, cumming on his own hoodie and Megumi's (probably expensive) pajama shirt. His thighs shook, finally breaking eye contact and laying his head down, panting.
Megumi let him ride out his orgasm, taking in every way Yuuji's face contorted because of what he was doing to him.
"You even cum pretty, Yuu." He smiled, finally letting go of him.
"Does this mean I don't get to fuck you?" Yuuji whined, out of breath.
"Well, you did only last... A minute." Megumi laughed, not even disappointed.
"How could I last any longer when you were looking at me like that!"
"Oh, Yuuji, don't worry, I’ll make sure I cum first."
Yuuji's gut jumped at that; the twinge of mischief in Megumi's voice was unsettling. He nodded quickly nonetheless, Megumi smiling in response. He lay on his back beside the younger, forcing Yuuji on top of him after he took off his pajama shorts. He spread his own legs, running a hand through Yuuji's hair. He admired him for a moment before tugging his head down.
"Are you clueless? Stretch me."
Yuuji whimpered at the tug before immediately nodding to follow the boy's order. He leaned on the nightstand, but Megumi smacked his hand away.
"Yuuji, what are you doing?"
"Getting lube to-"
"Use your mouth. Dogs don't have hands, do they?"
Yuuji's cock jumped again, this time visibly to both of them. Megumi held back a smirk, watching him expectantly. He licked his lips, bending down between Megumi’s legs. He pushed his thighs up, placing his hands on his ass as he experimentally licked his hole. He pushed his face further, shoving his tongue inside. Yuuji’s nose pushed into Megumi's balls as he ate him out with all he had.
Megumi moaned, throwing his head back. Fingers taking their home in Yuuji's hair, using his head to fuck the boys' tongue into him. Yuuji slid two fingers into him once he was wet enough, despite what he was told. He scissored his fingers open, shoving his tongue between them. Once he felt Megumi was stretched decently, he lifted his head.
Megumi looked down at him, shocked. Yuuji's mouth was covered in drool, hair going in all directions, and lips swollen.
"Fuck, Yuuji. If you could see yourself right now. So pretty. Dumb puppy covered in drool." Megumi sighed, reaching over finally for the lube bottle. He tossed it down to the younger, biting his lip. "Now, fuck me, fuck me, please."
Yuuji listened immediately, shockingly obedient. He popped open the bottle of lube, putting some on his hand and onto his cock as fast as he could. He felt close to eating Megumi out alone, he didn't know how he was going to manage. He lined himself up, still panting. Megumi tugged him forward by his hoodie like a leash, Yuuji catching himself on either side of Megumis head.
"Look at me, Yuuji. Now don't keep me waiting."
"Fuck! Megumi.. I don't know how long I'm gonna last. You're so-"
He cut himself off by pushing into him slowly, doing his best to not hurt him. Megumi’s attempt to snap back at him was caught in his throat, digging his fingernails into Yuuji's arms. The younger couldn't hold back, thrusting forward and completely bottoming out. He mumbled out a small apology, watching Megumi close his eyes and whimper.
"No moving. Shit- Puppy. You're so big-" he coughed out sternly, adjusting to his size.
Yuuji did everything he could to stay still, even with the way Megumi's hole clenched around him, the tightness and warmth bordering on overwhelming. Megumi gave him a nod, a sign to move. In the blink of an eye, Yuuji was thrusting into him, pulling out slowly, and shoving back in. Megumi moaned out, tightening his grip around the other boy's arms, enough to leave bruises.
Out of nowhere, Yuuji's hips started stuttering, Megumi's eyes shooting open.
"I swear to god, if you cum, Itadori Yuuji," he glared, obviously as a warning.
"Babe- I can't hold it, you feel so fucking good. I'm sorry, I'm sorry- Ah!"
If Megumi thought he couldn't be fuller, he was proven wrong. He moaned out with the other, Yuuji fucking out his orgasm relentlessly. Megumi didn't even wait for Yuuji to catch his breath, before rolling them over and shoving himself down on his cock. Yuuji's eyes widened, the overstimulation immediately hitting.
"I warned you, puppy. Can't even hold it for a few minutes? Let me get myself off for once." Megumi bounced on top of him, using him like a dildo. He rolled his hips, not even acknowledging the boy tearing up below him. Yuuji was losing his mind, mouth fallen open, begging.
"Good boy, Yuuji. Fuck- You're such a good boy. So Big and perfect to use. Take it-" Megumi chanted praises, riding the boy below him into oblivion. It didn't take long before Megumi broke, cumming across Yuuji’s hoodie and onto his face. He rode it out, staring at the way tears ran down Yuuji's face, cum covering his lips, not missing the way his tongue poked out to catch some. He slowed down to a stop, pulling himself off the poor boy. He gave Yuuji a minute to finally calm down before motioning to the cum dripping down his thighs from his hole.
"Wanna clean me up?"
"Babe! I seriously might die if I cum again.” But after that, Yuuji carried Megumi bridal style to bathe together.