sebas-chan

Hiiii, i hope your event is still open and I'm not sending this aftertime. Can I request...

the song Apocalypse by Cigarretes After Sex "Kisses on the foreheads of the lovers. Wrapped in your arms" with Megumi?

𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐖𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬

— 𝐴𝑝𝑜𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑦𝑝𝑠𝑒; 𝑐𝑖𝑔𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑥

>> Megumi; comfort; gn!reader; 𝟷𝑘 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑡

“Can’t sleep?” his voice scares you, abruptly pulling you from your intrusive thoughts.

“Megumi” you say with one hand on your chest to calm your fast beating heart.

“Sorry” he approaches your figure sitting on the shared kitchen of the dorms building in the jujutsu tech, where you two have been at for the past years, started as kids learning the essentials to become strong sorcerer and never actually leaving, helping the new generation just like your senseis helped you.

Megumi leaned on the counter in front of you placing his forearms on top of it to get on your eye level.

“Wanna go for a ride?” he tilts his head to the side. The low lights from outside causing you to only see half of his face.

Megumi had grown so much. You still remember his grumpy teen face from your early years, even though his spiky hair has not changed one bit his face on the other hand has different, cheekbones and jawline had become more defined in his twenties, the circles around his eyes were much more darker which made you wonder if he had enough sleep or if he was like you — a vessel for memories.

“Now?” you ask peeking at the watch behind him indicating it was past three am.Megumi nods, a subtle smile on his pretty features.

The cold wind on your face feels like a hand caressing your face as Megumi picks up some speed on what is usually a busy street, but now is empty, giving you freedom to put your head outside the window. Inside the car Megumi had some music playing, indie style, fitting perfectly in the silent night.

“What were you doing in the school?” you ask sitting right on the passenger seat.

“Came late from a mission and didn’t feel like going home” he confesses, you know he kept his dorm ever since he graduated, now even though he’s a special level sorcerer he still sleeps there, remaining around to give the senseis assistance by taking some of your students on missions. Megumi is always there.

You as a teacher don’t have much choice than to stay in your old dorm too, having some spare time to sleep more before finding your students for another day of lessons or going in your own life risking missions. Sleep don’t come easy to you so it’s better to spend the nights there instead of going to an empty home and losing precious sleep minutes.

“Can I ask you something?” you prompt looking at his side profile.

“Ask” he say, though someone could think he has this harsh way to talk you know him better than that, you hear the softness of his tone whenever he speaks to you.

“What would you like to be if curses and sorcerers were not a thing?”

“What would I like to be…” he thinks looking at the dark horizon. One verse of the song playing makes sense to him.

Got the music in you baby, tell me why.

“I would like to be a musician” he smiles, wishing that in some parallel universe he actually had some musical talent.

“Really?” he hears the smile in your voice, “You would be such a heartbreaker” you tease.

“Shut up” he shoots back making you laugh.

“I would like to be your roadie, do your makeup before concerts and paint your nails black” you wait for him to protest but it never comes, instead he stops the car in the middle of the street getting serious all of the sudden, “What’s wrong?”

He looks down at his radio, the song coming to an end now.

“Don’t you think we wasted enough time by now?” his question makes your eyes widen, “Everyday I think about people I wish I had spent more time with, I don’t want to think about you like that… in the past.”

“Whatever you want to do, let’s do it now” he reaches a hand to touch your cheek.

“What if I want to run away?” you voice the thought that has been haunting you.

“From where?” he furrow his eyebrows.

“From everything. The jujutsu tech, the elders, the curses…” for a second you are sure he will open your door and tell you to leave.

“Then I’ll go with you” he softly touches the back of your neck pulling you to touch foreheads with him, “Is that what you want?”

“I don’t know” you sigh, feeling the heavy weight of every responsibility on your shoulders.

“Promise to tell me when you find out?” he closes his eyes caressing your hair. You don’t speak, only nod slowly, “Then I’ll wait for you” when he opens his beautiful blue eyes again you are still not sure of what your heart desires, except him. You are sure of him when you close the gap between you two to kiss his lips as his arms engulf you in his hold sealing the silent pact to stand beside each other.

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HOW DO I GET MUDANO TO PRAISE ME/US

HELLO????? I AM DESPERATE

*cracks fingers* alright let's do it

I can see two situations where Mudano would praise you. The first one would be when he sees you putting effort into something. Maybe during trainings when you try your best to weaponize your blood, or when fighting the enemy. He tries to not lose focus on his own battle, yet he can't help the proud smile on his face when he sees his beloved one standing while your common enemies are down. Defeating numerous Momotaro using that little blood? So productive. By the end, when everyone is safe and you two get a moment alone he will kiss your forehead saying how well you did back there. The unexpected praise and display of affection making your face burn.

The second situation would be when you follow his instructions, trusting his words and his experience. He will probably remain quiet while watching you obey his commands, his heart skipping a beat when you turn your head to look at him expecting the next order.

Now combine these two situations. You are sitting on top of his thighs, more specifically on one thigh, face buried on his neck as you attempt to hide your embarrassment.

“Come on, you can do this. It was your idea anyways” he lightly slaps your bum, adjusting himself on the small couch and placing his hands behind his hand.

You had managed to sweet talk Mudano into helping you relief the ache between your legs, using the being productive speech since there was nothing you would be doing until you have to leave the hotel and go back to the academy. The students you took to get familiar with the patrol unit were packing their things. You two had some minutes before the agreed time to meet at the hotel’s lounge.

“Naito~” you whine his name rolling your clothed core on his muscle.

“No, you gotta rub back and forth if you want some friction” without touching you he bounces his leg once making you yelp.

Taking a deep breath you do as he says, looking for that delicious friction while your face burns, you thought he would at least give you a hand.

And he can see the needy look in your eyes, wanting his help more than anything, but knowing he won’t oblige.

So you close your eyes, hands on his chest for support while rubbing your self furiously on his thigh.

“Keep going” he instructs flexing his muscle a couple of times as a reward for your efforts.

Once he sees your lips forming an O shape and brows furrowing he leans to bite your neck.

His name comes out of your lips as in a shaky moan as your body trembles on top of him, hands finally coming down to grab your hips helping you get off on your final moments of orgasm, once your done letting your head fall on his shoulder he caress your back, whispering in your ear “Good girl.”