fushiita university au
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Yuuji receives a call mid-masturbation. He doesn't stop.
“Told him to fuck off,” Megumi says. “He tried to get in my face about it, like I’m supposed to care that he’s a sophomore or whatever. I don’t know why people think that matters.”
Yuuji hums in response, the sound rougher than intended as his fingers work deeper, the wetness between his legs slick and warm, his palm grinding against his clit with increasing pressure. Megumi keeps talking, his voice low and steady, and Yuuji closes his eyes, letting the sound of it wash over him, letting it sink into his skin and settle low in his gut where the heat is building.
“He backed off eventually,” Megumi continues. “The kid just stood there staring at me like I was supposed to do something else. I don’t know what he wanted. I’m not his fucking babysitter.”
“You’re a good person,” Yuuji murmurs, his breath hitching as his fingers hit the right spot inside himself, the angle sending pleasure spiraling up his spine.
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- Part 1 of fushiita university au
