megumi fushiguro

dating a jujustu sorcerer meant dating someone who trained everyday, and the fact that megumi was a ten shadow user meant that he would need to focus on his hands to quickly shape them to summon his shikigami. so that naturally meant he was good with his hands. really good.

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megumi hand long, pale, big hands, somehow perfectly manicured and soft to hold despite his repeated trainings. you loved to just look at them. if you’re being honest, it’s probably one of your favorite things about him. wether it was the faint vein on the back of his hand or his perfectly rounded finger nails, they were just.. so pretty.

you wondered what else he could do with them other then holding a blade.

so you asked him.

“wanna find out?”

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he had you sprawled out on his bed. his face pressed into your neck, his raven hair tickling your cheek as he licked and sucked, his body between yours and his arm between your thighs as his two slick-covered fingers buried deeper into your throbbing cunt, his palm slapping against your puffy clit each time his slid his fingers back inside you, occasionally making you mewl or whimper. you were already pretty sensitive from your first orgasm, your thighs sticky and quivering around his hand. megumi kissed up your neck, pressing his lips against the corner of your mouth before sliding his tongue in, kissing you deeply as his fingers pressed deeper, rubbing against that spot that made your back arch. “r-right there,” you panted against his lips, grasping at his shirt with one hand, your other and tangled in his hair. “right there?” he hummed, breaking away from the kiss breathing heavily against your face. “feels good?” you nodded, your eyes squeezing shut when you felt a familiar bubbling in your lower stomach, your thighs shaking more now. “g-gonna cum..” megumi smirked. “yeah? let me feel it.” he said.

“wanted to see what these hands could do, hm?”