Work Text:
The cold wind caressed Megumi’s face as he swiftly stepped out of his taxi. He closed his eyes and deeply inhaled the crisp air of the night as the blossom trees flared. He exhaled and slowly opened his eyes. The big traditional Japanese home — or as traditional as it could get with few modern touches — that he and Yuji lived in stared back at him.
The dark oak walls looked beautiful with the black roof, including a beige that was spread across. It was a beautiful home that both of them had decided on. His expressionless face turned into a fond smile at the thought of Yuji. His sweet husband who never thought of anything malevolent or wrong. Even whilst living in a world full of curses and humans, Yuji remained untainted with evil. Always trying to be the most optimistic.
Megumi was sure he had poured all his devotion into Yuji. Ever since he had met the pink haired boy, all he could think about was making Yuji like him. Megumi had guessed Yuji was straight, with the way he talked about his type, so he had never pushed him; in fear that Yuji would push him away and never want to face him again. At the very least, he wanted Yuji to admire him. Someone he could look up to and depend on.
But it all changed after Sukuna’s defeat. All those months yearning for Yuji, to hold him, kiss him, love him, came to light.
Skipping to the good part; Yuji had confessed how he truly felt about him.
Getting together with his crush was one thing, but advancing their relationship into something more intimate took time and effort. Having Yuji hold his hand was vastly different than having Yuji writhe underneath him. Megumi wasn’t quiet in bed, he was dirty mouthed and loved to tease. Yuji knew about it. What he didn’t know was how deep that root went.
He wanted to Yuji into a fleshlight. Until all he could think about is being bent over any surface and satiated. He liked the thought of Yuji being bed-ridden for the sole reason of being his fuck toy. Of course that was only if Yuji would grace him with such possibilities.
Megumi winced when his phone buzzed. He reached into his pocket to fetch for his phone, slipping it out and viewing the message.
<Yuji ❤️ : when are you coming home? i’m waiting for you
His cheeks flushed red, heating up as soon as he read the last part. His stomach churned and his cock twitched in interest. He hoped Yuji would be interested in have sex tonight. And hope was the right word, because he knew Yuji’s libido was low. Megumi wasn’t sure if it was because he wasn’t interested in sex, or if Yuji only did it for his sake. Maybe Yuji just didn’t think about it enough.
A damn shame.
Two open windows caught his eye, the light leaking out was a dim yellow color. It made everything feel and look homely. The decor that stood in the front of their house — that Yuji and Nobara had picked out — made everything all the more pleasing. Small stone critters and fresh blossom petals were scattered around the grass and entrance. It did look quite beautiful, the light pink color reminding him of Yuji’s hair.
He swiftly opened the door to the smell of cooked food, and immediately received a text on his phone once again. He turned down to look at it.
<Yuji ❤️ : I cooked something for you, please eat. I also don’t want you to come into our bedroom until I say so.
He furrowed his brows, confused on how the night was turning out so far. Usually Yuji would eat alongside him and ask how his day doing work was, and Yuji would describe how he spent his day. And when Megumi stayed home and Yuji went out, they switched roles. After all, Megumi wasn’t the only special grade sorcerer, and rarely was there days where one of them had a day off. When both Yuji and Megumi were called out, they would come home and cook food together. If they were too tired to cook, they would order. Today he just happened to work overtime while Yuji went home at a set time.
He grumbled as he only responded to Yuji with a simple ‘thank you’ and took off his shoes.
He made his way to the kitchen where he could smell what Yuji made for dinner. He smiled fondly at the thought of seeing his husbands dance around the kitchen, humming to whatever song would be stuck in his head at the time. His plate was already put together and placed out on the medium table. He walked over towards the sink to wash his hands throughly, once he was done he walked over to the table.
The food was a simple recipe, but it looked absolutely delicious. A black porcelain plate with white rice, teriyaki chicken, sesame seeds, and green onion. He could faintly smell the ginger used in the dish. Two small bowls sat in front of him as well, one held teriyaki sauce and another held a spicier sauce. He grabbed the dark wooden spoon that was placed on paper, and picked up teriyaki sauce, slathering it onto the chicken and rice. He gently grabbed the wooden pair of chopsticks and took a piece of teriyaki chicken. He opened his mouth and bit down on the chewy chicken.
_______________
He sighed with content and made his way through the house while opening his message inbox. He shot Yuji a quick text, just in case he wasn’t finished with whatever he had done.
>Can I come inside?
Yuji was quick to respond with a short answer.
<Yuji ❤️ : Yea
Megumi was practically skipping towards their personal bedroom, trotting happily and humming contently. He received a short video as he got to the door. His smile instantly dropped as he clicked on it, his heart palpitated and his cock hardened . Yuji wasn’t sick or hurt, which was great and all, but this was something else.
The video got straight into it, Yuji bouncing on a dildo with precedence, it didn’t look that big, around five inches, and he was only wearing Megumi’s black sweater. The black sheets of their shared bed pooled around his thick thighs and ass, the barley lit room allowed him to see just that. He turned up the volume and realized their was no sound. His sweet husband was a fucking tease. He looked up at the door and immediately swung it open, quickly putting his phone in his pocket.
There on their bed was Yuji in a tempting position, his knees touching and his bare under region exposed. His legs were shaking with an obvious jet black toy sticking out of his cunt. “Megumi..” He spoke breathily, smoothly getting up and positioning himself in a W. He rolled his hips up and back down onto the sheets, as if that would do anything to help the toy stimulate his cunt. Quiet whines spilled from his lips.
Megumi gulped dryly and took time to enjoy the dick-wetting sight before him. Yuji’s pink lips agape, panting heavily with his cheeks glowing red and glistening with light sweat. Even without a room full of light, his husband glowed. Just how long had he been playing with himself? He noticed some new additions to their bed. A black dildo, handcuffs, a collar, and a leash. “A leash?” Megumi spoke out loud, tilting his head as he slipped off his uniform sweater and made his way to the bed, ignoring the way his cock was practically straining against his uniform pants, dripping pre-cum and staining his underwear to be inside Yuji’s warmth.
He crawled onto the bed, going in to kiss his husbands neck. Slowly, he slipped his hand underneath the sweater, going up his torso to tease and massage his pectorals. Yuji whined and gripped the sheets gently. “Please“ He said gently. Megumi kissed his lips, licking over Yuji’s bottom lip. Yuji’s tongue slipped into his mouth, and he returned the gesture by swirling his own tongue around his husbands. He pulled back, burning the image of Yuji’s brows twisted in need with precious glossy lips, a thin string of saliva connected the two until it broke apart. “How about we make use of these?” Megumi said while looking over at the materials on the bed.
Yuji nodded frantically, “Anything– just hurry.” He replied while he humped the pillow beneath him desperately. He glanced down and took quick notice that Yuji was grinding on his pillow. Did he want Megumi to sleep with a face full of cum? He smiled at how desperate Yuji was, needy and ready for anything Megumi would give him. “Stop moving around so much.” He commanded with a mean tone. Yuji paid no mind to it and listened, slowly coming to a halt. Megumi grabbed his black sweater and quickly got it off of him.
Although he looked irresistible dressed in it, Megumi wanted to see a collar on him.
He grabbed the dark brown collar, and slowly he wrapped it around Yuji’s neck. He noticed the way his breath hitched and his body winced, and wandering hands made their way to his bulge, fondling his tent gently. Megumi couldn’t help but softly chuckle despite the sexual tension surrounding them. Yuji pouted sheepishly, looking away and retracing his hand slowly. “It’s okay.” Megumi reassured him, reaching down next to him to grab the leash.
Megumi looked back up at Yuji, who had his eyes shut tight, almost looking completely scared. Megumi frowned and spoke up, “Is something wrong? Do you not want to wear the leash?“ he reached to unbuckle the collar but Yuji backed away. “No.. I just...“ He bit his bottom lip and clenched the sheets underneath his fists. “It’s okay if you want to take the pace this time.” Megumi smiled fondly at his husband. “You can tell me anything my love.” Megumi tugged on the collar to bring his husband closer, kissing his lips with love and passion. Yuji accepted hastily, mouthing at him messily and with need.
Megumi closed his eyes, indulging in Yuji’s sloppy kiss completely.
Yuji quickly moved onto his lap, wrapping his arms around his neck gently. He grazed Megumi’s bottom lip with his tongue, glazing his salvia on it. Yuji moaned into the inside of his mouth as Megumi’s hard-on practically pushed the toy inside him deeper. Megumi let him press his cunt onto his uniform pants, staining them with his slick. Yuji rutted his hips against him roughly, whining into Megumi’s mouth as he drank up his sounds.
Yuji pulled himself away from him. “Can you please put it inside now?” Megumi hummed and reached down to Yuji’s cunt, rubbing around the black vibrator. It buzzed soothingly, slow and gentle. He smiled and looked back up at Yuji’s pretty face. “Tell me, what do you want?” He teased, pulling the leash gently.
Yuji whined loudly, practically throwing a tantrum on the his lap as he rutted harder. “Your dick Megumi!!” He whined whilst Megumi moved to the side of his neck and took in a breath of his scent. He wanted to drown in it, until all his thoughts were incoherent and Yuji. He places his hands on his husbands hips, squeezing them gently. Megumi stills him and looks at him in the eyes with slight hesitation. Yuji’s confused pouty face said it all. “How do you wanna do it?” Megumi usually never asked, almost always doing vanilla or gentle sex. But he had always hoped Yuji would change his mind about being vanilla. He wanted his husband to be a shaking mess underneath him. He needed to hear Yuji crying and begging for him to stop.
With no doubt, he loved being gentle with Yuji. He loved giving Yuji what he wanted. But Megumi wanted to try something new, things he had always fantasized about. He wanted Yuji crying on his cock, begging for him to have some compassion. He wanted Yuji gasping for air as he grips the sheets and staining them with evidence of their love. “I want it rough! Stuff me full of your cock!” Yuji cried, gripping Megumi’s shoulders. He hummed in response, pushing Yuji onto the bed harshly. He gasped silently, mouth opening with the same swollen lips from earlier rough kissing.
Megumi started working on his own belt, unbuckling it quickly. “Hurry please. Want you inside–“ Yuji reached down to his cunt, wrapping his hand around the vibrator. Megumi could just barley see how he pulled it out and pushed it back in, a great quantity of slick covered the toy completely. He mumbled out a curse, watching as Yuji fucked himself on the toy. Meanwhile he hurriedly took his pants off and did the same with his undergarments.
His husband watched with hungry eyes as his cock sprung out, throbbing, red, and leaking pre-cum. Yuji slipped the toy out and spread his legs open.
A personal invitation for Megumi to fuck him stupid. He lined himself up, looking up at a glossy eyed Yuji, his face was red and his eyebrows were curled with need. His exposed chest had a pink undertone and it heaved with exhaustion of — what Megumi was assuming — his earlier prep. His perky nipples were pink and fluffy, making him wonder how they would taste in his mouth. Yuji whined and started pushing himself down onto the tip of the cock. He chuckled and pulled away.
Before Yuji could protest, he grabbed his wrists and pinned them above his soft pink hair. “I’m gonna fuck you hard, until you can’t think of anything besides my cock stuffing you full.” Megumi kissed his husbands cheek messily, then using his other hand to line his cock up with Yuji’s cunt. Slowly, his cock bullies it’s way into his warmth, and he groans. Yuji shut his eyes in delight, his cheeks turning into a dusting pink. Megumi’s eyes narrow down as he watched his cock be greedily accepted by Yuji’s gummy cunt.
“You take me so well, Yu.” Megumi says as he tries to ignore the way Yuji was nodding rapidly, fully accepting his role as Megumi’s slut.
Yuji was going to be his death.
He pulled out until his tip was left in his husband, and slammed his hips into Yuji’s ass without warning. He moans loudly, along with the sound of his cunt squelching as Megumi fucks him roughly. “You wanted to be used, right? Is that the reason you sent me that video? So I could see how your greedy pussy swallowed that plastic cock?” Megumi degrads him with precision, taking everything Yuji had thought about and said it out loud.
“Megumi.. S..top being so dirty..” His hands are shut tight along with his eyes. He snickered and dropped down to Yuji’s ear-level, letting out groans and he fucked him with speed. Yuji clenched around him subconsciously, moaning and arching his back off their bed. “Megs- M’ gonna-“ Megumi backed away from him, looking down at him with teasing eyes. “So quickly?” He said with a hint of amusement.
Megumi suppressed a snort and continued his rough pace, focusing on making Yuji feel good. His thrusts were relentless and hard. His body felt like it was burning, his ears intently listening as Yuji’s moans trembled underneath him. He watched as the collar bounced on his neck, the dark brown color kissing Yuji’s tanned skin nicely. He watched as Yuji gulped and looked at him with shy eyes. “Your beautiful, baby.” He spoke breathily as he leans back down, kissing him softly.
He slipped his tongue out and licked up a stripe before going down to bite the soft skin of Yuji’s neck. “M-Megumi—“ He huffed, moving his head to make more space for Megumi. “Come for me, Yuji.” He spoke into his supple skin. Yuji moaned, arching off the bed and tightening his fingers even more. Megumi felt the cum against his cock, coating him nicely.
He continued to fuck into Yuji, letting him ride out his high as he chanted his name quietly like a mantra, mumbling pleases of more. “Yuji?” Megumi whispered curiously, kissing his neck gently. His hips slowly came to a halt, and he watched as Yuji’s mouth gaped open like a fish, the sound of his ragged breathing filled the room. He smiled fondly, moving down so he could kiss Yuji’s chest. “Megumi, keep going.” He asks as his hips stutter down into Megumi’s.
“Only if you can handle it.” He says as works his hands on the collar, “I wanna take this off you,” He pulls it off, tossing it towards the floor. “You put it on me.” Yuji giggles, wiggling his hands out of Megumi’s grip. “Looks cute, but I jus’ wanna mark you up.” Megumi clung onto his husbands neck, sucking and nibbling on the skin. With the way Yuji’s breath was shaking, it was obvious he was hyperaware of Megumi’s warm breath tickling the side of his neck.
“Turn around,” Megumi commanded as he backed off of Yuji.
He obeyed immediately, placing his head onto his soft pillow and arching his back to position his ass in the air. The position was rather tempting, inviting as well. Megumi watched as Yuji’s cum dripped, his mouth watered like a thirsty man. He subtly moved closer to Yuji’s cunt, watching as it clenched and unclenched. “You have the prettiest pussy.” He whispered quietly and curiously blew cold air into it, making Yuji wince. “Wha..what are you–“ “I’m gonna eat your cunt.” As soon as he finished his sentence he dove straight into Yuji’s warmth like ravenous man, shutting his eyes and fully indulged in his cum.
Megumi greedily gripped Yuji’s ass apart, lapping at the gummy folds that dripped cum like sweet nectar before him. “Megumi...!!“ Yuji cried, rolling his hips backwards onto his face. Megumi furrowed his eyebrows and endured it, not wanting to dissatisfy his husband. He sucked on Yuji’s clit, making him mewl and push himself furthermore. “Oh ‘Gumi- ‘Gumi, more..!“ He swirled his tongue around Yuji’s clit, teasing and lapping at it. He groaned as Yuji’s thrusts grew faster, while his cock grew harder. It was so hard it was starting to ache. Megumi felt like he was going to burst at any moment.
Yuji whined, “Hnng– no- wait— mmf.!“ He gave up on words as Megumi continued to work on him, his teeth grazing his clit.
He let out a particularly long whine, letting Megumi know he was done. “Cumming..!” He managed to say as he came for a second time, this time on his face. He let Yuji ride it out on his face, his cum dripping down his chin towards his neck. “ Haaa ...” Yuji sighs as he goes pliant, falling gracefully into the bed sheets. Megumi watched his husband thoughtfully. Would he make Yuji sit on his cock, or would he go take care of it on his own if Yuji wasn’t up for the task?
He licks the essence of Yuji’s cum off of his lips.
His lips curled into a gloomy smile, his hands snaking their way to Yuji’s waist. “We’re not done, Yuji.” At that Yuji turns his head gently, looking at him through wet lashes. “Megumi..” He speaks quietly as he pouts, a small blush forming on his glistening cheeks. Megumi resists the urge to pepper kisses all over him. “Since your so good at pouting, use that mouth of yours to suck me off.” He says and grabs Yuji’s wrist, pulling him up with one quick yank.
A squeak escaped his lips.
“Can you do that for me?” He whispered into Yuji’s ear.
“Yeah.” He says, crawling off to the side and dropping to the ground. Megumi furrows his brows, “No, on the bed.” He says as he glides over, helping Yuji back onto their bed. He slightly tilts his head, his eyebrows curling in confusion. Megumi gets off the bed and stands in front of him, “I can’t have my sweetheart sucking my dick on the floor.” He casually says as he caresses Yuji’s face lovingly, pulling at his cheek. His gaze land on the hard cock in front of him, and he looks up again with pitiful eyes as he leans closer.
Megumi almost pities his husband.
He fully leans in, kitten licking the tip of his pulsing cock. He keeps his eyes on him as licks up a stripe on the side, his right hands fingertips land on the base of Megumi’s cock. The warm feeling of Yuji’s tongue resting under his tip makes him shiver. Just a little more teasing and he could cum straight into his throat. Yuji’s thumb rubs the base slowly, while he takes the head into his mouth. The burn he feels while Yuji takes his sweet time is immeasurable. He just wants to make Yuji take it down his throat. Shove it inside while he chokes on his own spit and tears. But he isn’t that cruel. He groans as Yuji hollows his cheeks and twirls his tongue around his tip sensually. Megumi’s hands snak their way into Yuji’s pink hair, lightly gripping him.
He takes more length into his mouth, his tongue tickling certain veins. “C..can I fuck your mouth?” Megumi hesitantly speaks up. It’s obvious that he’s desperate, his hands are twitching so they don’t viscously grip at Yuji’s scalp, and his hips are so close to snapping forward they’re shaking. Yuji hums before closing his eyes. Megumi shoves him down his whole length. Seven inches down his throat, it’s not an easy number, but it isn’t the hardest. He pulls him back by his hair, and he gags as he’s pulled off, only to be shoved back on just as quick. Yuji sucks on his dick like he’s trying to milk him of his cum. It’s adorable, and fuck he loves it.
The pace is unforgiving, but Yuji’s mouth is just so warm and squishy he can’t help himself. He might just have to pump Yuji full of his seed in all his holes. He groans at the thought of Yuji being round and extra plump in every place. Bearing his child and barley being able to stand or get up on his own. He keeps that same quick pace as he burns more images of Yuji being pregnant into his head. He’d be lactating, milk spurring out and staining ever shirt he owns. His pace got quicker, and he could see Yuji feeding their baby, humming along to a nursery rhyme. He could make Megumi his personal chariot. Ordering him around to do things for him. He screwed his eyes shut like glue was put into them.
Staying a Jujutsu sorcerer be damned.
He could get Yuji pregnant tonight. Make everyone know he fucked Yuji over and over until they made sure his seed took. Turned into a wanton slut until he couldn’t walk. Creampie’d him all night. “Fuck!” He cursed out loud as he came deep inside Yuji’s throat. He thrusted in a few more times before pulling out fully, his cum dripping out of his husbands mouth. He looked down at Yuji, his eyes were watering and his mouth was glossy with saliva and cum. His face was dripping with sweat. He stuck his tongue out, cum dripped on his pink tongue. His lips curled into a half-smile.
What a temptress.
Megumi returned the smile as he slowly pushed Yuji back onto the bed, going down to kiss his navel, then slowly peppering kisses that traveled from his stomach to his chest. They would soon be full of milk. He bit Yuji’s areola, making him gasp dramatically. Yuji’s hands made their way to his hair, gripping at his messy hair and pushing him down onto his nipples. Megumi indulged his husband, closing his eyes and laving his tongue over it. He sucks roughly until he knows there’s a hickey left.
He swiftly pulled away to give the neglected nipple a rough suck and short kiss. He kissed his way up to Yuji’s sternum, sucking dark hickeys anywhere he knew would mark him for days.
“ Megumi fushiguro ” Yuji called out lovingly, a smile on his lips.
He hums as he tries to kiss Yuji’s lips, but he refuses, turning his head away. Megumi’s hand grips his waist tightly. “What?” He asks as he kisses the side of Yuji’s mouth. “You.. ate my...” Yuji’s voice dies out in embarrassment as Megumi chuckles out, seemingly getting the memo. “What? Ate your pussy? An’ you don’t wanna taste yourself?” Megumi teased while slowly rubbing his nose along Yuji’s jawline. His husband meekly nodded in agreement.
Megumi scoffs at his coyness, “Yuji, you’re the sweetest thing on earth.” He kisses him multiple times, in attempt for his mouth; but he misses each time.
Megumi pushed Yuji’s body upward so he was fully on the bed. He gave Yuji a toothy smirk and encaged him with his body, heat radiating off of him. Yuji looks at him with such soft eyes, full of tenderness he almost wondered if they were directed to him. “How do you want me?” Yuji says as pulls him back down, gently placing kisses on Megumi’s cheek and ear. “In every possible position.” He replies, earning him a hair yank from Yuji. “Let me ride you, Megumi..” He whispered into his ear.
_____________________
“Fuck. You like that don’t you?” Megumi teased as the shadow clone Megumi in front of Yuji bit his sensitive nipple and tweaked the other with his hand. He whimpers with a weak voice, “Honey! Im gonn- cum-“ his hips movement grows sloppy, leaving Megumi to do all the work. He laughs, almost in mockery. “Yeah? Wanna be a good slut and come for me?” He purrs as he kisses the back of his husbands neck dotingly.
Yuji whines in response as he continues to pound into his cunt mercilessly, already full of semen from their previous rounds. He raises his hips and slams them down onto Megumi’s, trying to match his pace. He chants his begs like the only thing filling his head was Megumi’s thick cock impaling him. He groans as he hit Yuji’s cervix, his balls smacking against his cunt roughly. “Fuck. You’re such a whore for my cock.” He says into Yuji’s ear. “Yes Megumi-“ Megumi thrusts in hard. “-your sslut“ Yuji slurs out, his eyes rolling, and his mouth opening wide as he let out a long moan.
Megumi groans through gritted teeth, holding onto Yuji’s waist with a vicious grip. Megumi bites own onto his neck, and Yuji cums with an embarrassingly loud moan, his back arches, coming onto Megumi’s cock, the cum dripping down onto the sheets beneath them.
Megumi shakily exhales upon feeling it, resisting the urge to roll his eyes in pleasure. He comes right after, and Yuji barley clutches at the bed frame to hold himself up as Megumi pumps him full of cum.
Instead of going limp, Megumi picks up the keys that were needed to unlock the handcuffs on his husband who was panting like a thirsty dog under summer heat. Before he unlocked them, he looked down at Yuji’s dripping cunt. He looked beautiful from behind. His back was well-defined with muscles, leading down to his curvy waist. Megumi smirked and inserted a finger, earning a gasp from Yuji. “Megumi-” He tries pulling away but it’s no use. He resorts to wiggling his hips.
“I know. No more.” He pulls his finger out and inspects it before hugging Yuji from behind. Taking advantage of the fact that he’s still cuffed, he pries Yuji’s mouth open and forces the finger inside. “Taste us together.” He commands. Yuji whines but obliges, sucking on his middle finger and swirling his tongue around it. “Fuck. Your gonna make me hard again.” Megumi says as he pulls the finger out, thick saliva dripping his finger.
He looks back at the keyhole and places the key inside, turning it until the cuff undoes. He does the same thing with the other, and it falls from his husbands wrists. “Do they hurt? Did I shut them too tightly?” He asks, grabbing Yuji’s hands and placing them on his lips, kissing his wrists gently. “It chafed me a bit, but I’m fine my sweet Megumi.” Yuji says as his lips contort into a small smile.
Yuji falls down, and Megumi can’t blame him, he fucked the shit out of him. He lets himself fall next to him, and Yuji immediately presses a moist kiss on his cheek. “Yuck.” He says. Yuji giggles quietly. “Your acting like you didn’t just fuck me in ten different positions!” He exclaims as he pinches Megumi’s cheek. He leans into Yuji’s touch. “You liked it.”
“I like you.”
Megumi scrunches up his nose.
“Don’t you make that face at me.” Yuji says as he pulls up a blanket to cover them both with. “I love you more Yuji.” Megumi pulls his husband into a tight hug. "Stop one-upping me.”
“Never.”