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seniaasaysstuff · 6 months
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Teasing him || Nanami Kento x fem! reader🔞.
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short blurb- fem!reader teasing nanami who then punishes you for teasing him
Nanami was focused on his Zoom meeting with some foreign clients when you sneakily tiptoed inside his home office. He didn’t even bother to glance at you and kept his eyes concentrated on the laptop. You were in a mood for some teasing so you silently crawled under his desk and made your way between his legs. He frowned a little when your hands slowly made their way up to his crotch but he quickly masked his expression.
You giggled and leaned forward, kissing his clothed dick. You pulled his zipper down with your teeth and pulled his pants down. Nanami patted your head as if telling you to take care of him quietly. He then grabbed you by your hair pushing your face towards his crotch, smothering your face on his clothed cock.
You whined, eager to suck him off. You licked his boxer-clad cock making him grunt. “Excuse me for a second,” Nanami muttered and muted his call. He looked at you with an impatient stare. “Stop teasing me doll or you’re gonna get it,” He gruffly ordered. You blew him a kiss as you tugged down his boxers revealing his hardened dick.
“Good girl. I’m going to turn on my mic again so be quiet okay?” He gave an affectionate pat to your head and straightened up. “Um yes hello gentlemen I’m back.” Nanami greeted as he resumed the meeting. You huffed, clearly wanting attention, and ran your hand on his cock. You kissed the tip and gave his dick a few kitten licks, teasing the man. Nanami’s hand made its way to your hair and he roughly held onto them as a leash, tugging on your hair, urging you to hurry up.
You glared at him and took the head into your mouth. You hollow out your cheeks, trying your best to accommodate his length. Nanami tugged onto your hair again, but with more strength, forcing you to take all of him down your throat. An almost inaudible sigh of enjoyment fell out of Nanami’s lips.
You gagged, unable to breathe as you were overwhelmed by his cock. He gently caressed your hair, running his fingers through them. It was a soothing gesture that distracted your urge to gag around his dick. You bobbed your head up and down his length, your pace becoming erratic.
Nanami hid his face with his hand as he tried to muffle his groans. You smirked, knowing the effect you had on the man. Your moments became even more eager, almost desperate, trying to milk nanami, to squeeze Nanami’s orgasm out of him.
“Fuck the meeting,” He cursed and abruptly shut the laptop. He pulled his cock out of your mouth, it was all so sudden that you weren’t able to comprehend it until you felt something warm and sticky on your face. “What?” You rasped. Without answering you, He placed a hand on your cheek, a small smirk gracing his lips. He scooped up the cum stuck on your face with two of his fingers and pressed them against your lips.
“Suck,” he commanded, his voice teasing yet forceful at the same time. You obeyed his command, opening your mouth and lapping and sucking on his fingers, cleaning the cum off them and swallowing it down. This continued until your face was cleared of the sticky cum. “That’s my darling,” Nanami praised as you revealed to him your empty tongue.
Nanami then picked you up from the floor carried you out to your shared bedroom and roughly chucked you on the bed. “You minx,” He spoke gruffly as he loosened up his tie. “Messing with me during my meeting. I ought to teach you a lesson.” The way he looked at you, his eyes brimming with lust and desire sent shivers down your spine. Nanami lifted you with ease and slanted you over his lap. You arched your back as his fingers ghosted over your body, leaving shivers down your spine. His hand slowly creeping down to your hips. “I want you to count.”
Your body quivered in anticipation. His hand coming down your ass with a loud slap. The sharp sting of his firm and rough hand sent ripples of pleasure through you, you squirmed, shaking your ass to tempt him. “You never learn do you?” Nanami rhetorically asked gruffly. You stayed still with bated breath, waiting for his next move.
His hand struck again, the feeling of his fingers sent a wave of electricity through your body. This time it was even more intense than before, inciting a sharp gasp from you. The sting of his palm was followed by a warm and fuzzy sensation as he massaged your butt, to soothe the sting.
You bit your lip as his hand trailed further down, finding you wet and ready for him. His fingers ghosted against your clit, making you tremble with pleasure. He gently stroked the sensitive nub, his movements deliberately slow, teasing you. His fingers teasing you, his pace getting quicker and rougher. Your hands clenched the bedsheet tightly, your breathing quickened and your toes curled up in pleasure.
“Nanami!” You let out a needy whine as he withdrew his fingers. “Please-” you cried out. A second later, the pad of his thumb circled your clit, before rolling it between his forefinger and thumb. Your body jerked, quivering as you orgasmed. Nanami loved watching you come undone.
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kentosbabes · 11 months
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hello i love your hcs, can i request some where nanami is a single dad and reader is his kid’s teacher? thank you! ❤️
Single dad!Nanami and Teacher!Reader
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Nanami, a dedicated single dad, drops off his daughter, at her primary school on her first day.
He meets you as her teacher, and you immediately captivates him with your warm smile and friendly demeanor.
You notice Nanami's concern and takes the time to assure him that you will take good care of his daughter.
Nanami becomes more involved in his child’s school life, attending parent-teacher meetings and volunteering in the classroom.
Your conversations are filled with laughter, stimulating discussions, and a deep connection that grows with each passing day.
Nanami's love and devotion to his daughter, combined with his undeniable attractiveness, makes you fall head over heels for him
As he interacts more with you, Nanami realizes your compassion, intelligence, and dedication to your students.
A deep connection develops between Nanami and you as you bond over your shared love for his daughter.
You start spending more time together, going on walks after school or sharing a cup of coffee.
Nanami notices the subtle gestures of care, the lingering glances, and the spark of chemistry that grows stronger with each interaction.
There is an overnight trip to an astronomy tower for the kids and Nanami is supervising with you. Your in-depth knowledge and enthusiasm for astronomy impressed him, and he couldn't help but admire you even more.
The students excitedly gathered around telescopes, while Nanami and you found yourselves standing beside each other, sharing stolen glances amidst the enchanting atmosphere.
Your eyes met, and in that instant, time stood still. Nanami gently reached out to cup your face, his touch warm and tender. Kissing you for the very first time.
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itz-amani · 3 months
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Nanami Kento short story cuz I finished my exam . Sorry for not uploading. [English is not my first language]
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Love is blind.Everyone knows that. Only idiots will never realise it. You never believed in love since your ex was the cause of it. "I 'll never fall in love again " That cheating prick ruined your life, everything. The way he tricked you with his twisted games and lies.
But everything is change when you met him.Yes him.Your one and only.The love of your life.Nanami Kento.His blonde hair,gorgeous golden orbs...Youre so head over hills for this man.His love is unlimited.Having him by your side, is the best thing ever.
Here you are, with him laying on your lap, running your fingers on his hair as you careses his face, humming him to sleep."I love you" he said with his warm smile.You couldnt help reply the same the same thing.You felt like the luckiest women alive in the world.Without him you are completely lost.
Sorry its so short I promise I will try my best to make the best one
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kun-diman · 5 months
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dilf!nanami x reader prompt
so I've been listening to this song:
and the first person that came on my mind was actually fukuzawa from bsd (LAWDD I LOVE THAT DILF SO MUCH 😭) but that's besides the point... so I decided to write some prompts for a nanami smut fic
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title (?): summer fling means nothing to someone who's way older than you, or summer fling don't mean a thing
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• 18 years old female!reader decided to spent her first summer as an adult in her grandma's vacation house somewhere close to the beach.
• coincidentally, 33 years old!nanami has a beach house and is pretty close to reader's grandma since he always spent his summer there and they're neighbors.
• reader has daddy issues and she just got her heart absolutely wrecked by a guy her age last winter.
• reader's grandma frequently invited nanami to eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner, to which nanami can't refuse and helps reader prepare food.
• sexual tension every damn time in the kitchen.
• obviously both reader and nanami has seen each other in swim wear and gets turned on when they see each other.
• one night, reader get's a sudden surge of confidence and shoot her shot.
• unexpectedly, nanami agrees to a summer fling (even though he feels a lil' guilty cuz he thinks of how your grandma will react if she knows(but you tell him that it'll be a secret between the two of you))
• sex EVERYWHERE. on the kitchen. in your bedroom. every corner of nanami's beach house. and of course, IN THE BEACH AND IN THE WATER. (special mention, the heavy making out when your grandma isn't looking)
• reader get's a call from her ex and STUPIDLY decided to answer which leads to her having a breakdown
• nanami comes in aid and holds reader while she cries
• a very suspicious "passionate" kiss with nanami after you calmed down
• reader decided to confess her feelings to nanami the next day after thinking about it for the whole night but...
• reader receives a letter from her grandma saying it's from nanami, and that he left earlier in the morning
• long short story— after THAT event, you never heard from nanami again which made you blue for the rest of the summer but you eventually moved on 'cause y'know what they say—
• summer fling don't mean a thing 😉😉😉
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author's note: thank the heavens and above that fukuzawa is not real cuz if he is I need to fuck his dilf ass
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madlumqx · 2 years
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okay but i have this thought about nanami kento 🤭
nsfw below the cut so minors dni please!
!WARNING! fem/afab!reader, dom!nanami, dilf!nanami, mention of the word daddy, oral (m!receiving), dacryphilia, fingering, cunninglingus, degradation, mentions of corruption, unbeta'd and rusty writing pls be nice :') (reblogs are highly appreciated!)
dilf!nanami immediately putting his attention on you when he picks up his toddler from the daycare you work at and asks the child who are you because he's never seen you before.
dilf!nanami rearranging his scheduled time with his kid so he can pick up his son from daycare more frequently than his ex-wife so he can eye you up and down as he waits for his son to be finished with his little drawings and what not.
dilf!nanami finally arranging a one-on-one talk with you just so he can finally have you to himself.
"oh your son's doing just fine, mr. nanami! he's such a responsible and respectful boy." you say, pushing your stray hair behind your ear as your student's incredibly attractive father stares you down with his stoic expression.
dilf!nanami finally snapping once he sees you in that long and flowy sundress you wore specifically for him to see and sparks travelled down your spine as he was devouring your body from the designated pick-up area.
"ms. (y/n), may i request a private meeting with you? i have concerns i would like to discuss." his monotone voice fills your ears. you nod almost /too/ enthusiastically at his request. "of course, mr. nanami, whenever's best for you." your voice filled with morbid curiosity about what he wants to confide whilst you gently wave goodbye to his son.
dilf!nanami "coincidentally" driving past the route you walk back to your apartment as if he wasn't stalking you the week before and offers you a ride home.
dilf!nanami following you inside your tiny apartment as you invite him in for dinner as a thanks for driving you home and an opportunity to discuss the concerns he told you about.
dilf!nanami offering a different kind of dinner set-up as he grinds his hard dick against your ass once the both of you reach the safety of your abode.
"wanna have you as m' dinner, pretty."
dilf!nanami making you go on your knees as he fucks your pretty face with his cock, elated as he sees the mascara from your make up trail down with tears.
"mhm, so fuckin' pretty with my cock filling you up, yeah?"
dilf!nanami and his ability to absolutely ruin you with just his tongue and fingers as he spews the dirtiest thoughts about fucking you raw inside your classroom.
dilf!nanami making sure your pretty pussy knows that he owns it now by making you cum more times that your brain could register.
"like it when daddy fucks you dumb? tsk, thought you were a smart girl?"
dilf!nanami who makes sure you're taken care of after he gives you the most mindblowing sex you've ever had.
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mikesmatcha · 15 days
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We're ready to party 💃🏻🕺🏻❤️
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houseoftulips · 11 months
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Riding Nanami's belt while you're holding one end and he holds the other.
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Weekend in New York
Weekend in New York (80s au)
Nanami Kento had done well for himself in life. After obtaining his mba from Columbia he came back to Tokyo and started work as a stockbroker at a prestigious firm. As a well to do society man of the times he had acquired a plethora of extravagant holdings: a penthouse, company car, designer suits, symphony box seats, and a guaranteed reservation at any gourmet restaurant in town. 
While these luxuries brought him comfort the most sacred thing in the world to him was you, his beloved wife. 
The two of you had met in New York while you were getting a masters in art history at Barnard. He postponed his stay in the city another year to be with you, going against his parents wishes and renting a two bedroom on the upper east side. After a few months you moved in together, practically inseparable in those early days of your relationship. When you’d come home from a long day of seminars and symposiums he’d be there to greet you with dinner and give you his undivided attention as you’d tell him about your day. 
He loved you and you loved him. When you had finally finished your degree and were charting your next steps he did the unexpected and proposed to you, not entirely unexpected, just out of character. Nanami Kento, straight laced and driven by reason, acting on passion and brought to his knees by you. Of course you accepted and once you had arrived in Tokyo the two of you moved into the house you’d make your home. You had eloped, once again disappointing his parents, and spent your honeymoon christening the penthouse in a passionate fit of lovemaking that started in the bedroom and ended on your living room floor. 
Despite his arduous work hours, he always made time for you. He still cooked for you on occasion and after one two many glasses of wine the two of you would dance to one of his jazz records. You’d close your eyes and sigh into his strong chest letting him caress you in his arms. 
In all meanings of the word you were happy. In marriage and in life. However, there was one thing that you had yet to achieve, having a child. You and your husband had been trying for a few years and had no luck. Now with the two of you reaching your early thirties the pressure was being added on from his parents and yours. Your husband had assured you that it wasn’t an issue and it would happen when it was meant to. 
You on the other hand began to grow restless. You were ready to take that next step in life and be a mother, and you couldn’t stop imagining Kento as a father. He’d look picturesque holding a baby. Feeding them breakfast and reading to them before bed. It was enough to make your heart ache. You knew it was silly, but a small part of you worried. Was it getting to him like it was getting to you?
You cleared your throat and looked out the window of the town car. The brokerage firm building where your husband worked was on the horizon.
~
You lightly tapped your knuckles on your husband's opened office door. He looked up from his paperwork and a small smile formed on his lips. 
“Hello there.”
“I’m terribly sorry. I’m afraid I didn’t schedule an appointment Mr. Nanami.”
He chuckled and got up from his desk and walked over to you. “What are you doing here? I thought I was going to meet you at the airport.”
“Am I intruding?”
He smirked and shut the door behind you. “Actually I encourage intrusion when it brings you to me.”
He pulls you into his embrace and kisses you tenderly. 
When he surrendered your lips you explained the reason for your visit. “I know you were going to get a cab but I thought I could wait for you and we could go together. If it’s to much of an inconvenience-”
He kissed you again and pressed his forehead to yours. “That sounds wonderful.”
You smiled. “I thought you’d say that.”
“I still have about half an hour. Is that alright?”
“Of course. Take your time.”
You sat on the couch and kicked off your satin heels. 
Kento pressed the intercom on his desk. “Ms. Kasumi, will you get my wife an espresso?”
“Right away Mr. Nanami,” his secretary responded back. 
“I can’t believe they made you come in today.”
Your husband groaned. “Part of the joys of being the head of the department.”
“You work too hard darling.”
“Well I need to secure our nest egg.”
You hummed in acknowledgement. The two of you had some distant dream of moving to the coast and buying a small house where you could spend your days reading and baking together. A fantasy more than anything but if Kento did well enough he could retire early. 
You got up from the couch and sauntered over to your husband draping your arms around his broad shoulders. 
“Just promise me you won’t overdo it. I couldn’t bear to think of you being unhappy.”
He sighed into your caress and put his hands over yours. 
“My happiness is getting to come home to you.”
You were about to kiss again before someone cleared their throat and interrupted you. You both turned to face Kento’s secretary. The young girl hurriedly placed the espresso on your husband’s desk. 
“If that’s all you need I’ll be taking my leave. Good night Mr. Nanami, and uh Mrs. Nanami.”
She scurried out of the office and made a beeline to her desk to collect her things. 
“Goodnight Miwa,” you called out. 
“Have a safe flight,” she hollered over her shoulder. 
~
Kento had been ordered to attend an impromptu meeting in New York with the firm's sister company. While a business trip abroad sounded glamorous the whole thing had been scheduled last minute and proved to be an inconvenience. The winter holidays were approaching and he was forced to cancel your trip to Zurich. 
So in a way to make it up to you he had insisted you accompany him so you could spend the weekend together. 
You naturally accepted and were pleased with the idea of returning to where you first met. The city held a blissful nostalgia in your heart. 
~
“Have Ito handle it. Yes he should be able to take care of it. Okay. Thanks. Yeah, The Pierre. No you won’t be able to reach me until I’ve arrived. Okay. Thank you. Goodnight.”
Kento hung up the car phone before his associate could think of something else to bother him about. 
You picked up on his anxiety and brushed your fingers through his blond hair. 
“I was thinking once your meetings are over we could go to that little diner. You know the one.”
He relaxed and smiled. “How could I forget the place where I met the love of my life?”
He adjusted your cashmere scarf around your neck to ensure you stayed warm. The town car raced towards Haneda Airport, leaving the city of Tokyo behind. 
~
“And if you need anything please don’t hesitate to ring the front desk.” 
“Thank you.”
While Kento checked you into the hotel, you noticed at the desk next to you, a father was checking in with his son. The young boy peeked out from behind his father’s leg and gave you a small wave. You chuckled and did the same. The father finished his business and towed the small child away. 
“Right this way.”
The bellhop took your bags and guided you towards the elevator. 
“(Name)? Are you alright?” Kento asked. 
You nodded. “Yes. I’m just a bit jet lagged. That’s all.” 
He pulled you towards him and the two of you followed the bellhop. 
“We’ll lay down for a while okay?”
~
After a fourteen hour flight the two of you barely had enough energy to tip the bellhop and shut the door behind him. 
Kento groggily shrugged his coat off and tossed it on a chair. You followed suit and stripped down to your underwear. Despite being sleep deprived your husband reached out and ran his finger down your bare torso. You smirked and helped him remove his clothes. Once he was standing in his boxers you pulled him into the bedroom.
~
A few hours later Kento woke up and pawed at the nightstand for his watch. You sighed and nuzzled your face into the crevice of his neck.
He snatched his Rolex up and brought it close to his face.
‘1:00 pm’
“Did we oversleep?” you murmured. 
“No,” he whispered. “The meeting’s not until four.”
You yawned and hugged him tighter. You were about to drift back to sleep when the phone rang.
 Kento groaned as he reached for it. You put a hand on his arm to stop him and picked it up yourself. 
“I’ll just tell them you're in the shower,” you promised. 
He nodded and you removed your hand from the receiver and cleared your throat. 
“Yes? May I ask who’s calling?”
You blinked in surprise. “Oh. I see. Alright.”
You paused for a moment. “Well I can’t say at the moment.  But if you could give me her extension I would greatly appreciate it.”
You pulled out the nightstand drawer and retrieved a notepad and pen. You placed the pad on your husband’s shoulder and jotted down the number. 
“Got it. Thank you very much. Bye.”
You hung up and Kento sat up and leaned against the headboard. 
“Who was that?”
“My old college friend. You remember Mei Mei?” 
~
Mei Mei was a fellow art history major with you at Barnard. After the two of you had finished your masters program, she had accepted an offer to be an art buyer for the Mercedes Benz New York office. She was supposed to be in Berlin for a business trip but after a mixup with the tickets her flight had been postponed till midnight. That left an opening to catch up with you over coffee at Bergdorfs.
“And you're sure you're okay with me going?” you asked as you shrugged your coat back on. 
Nanami riffled through your suitcase in search of your wool scarf. 
“Of course. We can meet at the diner and spend all day together tomorrow.”
He pulled out the cream garment and walked over to you. You hummed in satisfaction as he wrapped it around your neck. These little acts of love made you feel just as magical as when you started dating. Kento kissed your forehead and offered you a smile. 
“Have fun. I love you.”
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Mei Mei was in desperate need of new winter wear. She couldn’t show up in Berlin with her pieces from last winter. After the two of you finished shopping you had cappuccinos
and scones at the Bergdorfs cafe. 
“So tell me. How’s life as a New York career woman?” you asked. 
“Same old same old. The money makes up for the abundance of revolting Wall Street brokers that mistake me as a secretary. I’m actually considering trying Paris for a while.”
“Wow, Paris. That would be a dream. Say hello to Alain Delon when you see him.”
She chuckled. “And what about you?”
“Nothing as exciting as you. Kento is as wonderful as always.”
“And he still has all his hair?”
You chuckled. “For the time being. You know how it goes. The same activities with the same yuppies.”
“And perhaps the pitter patter of little feet?” Mei Mei suggested. 
She raised a brow when she took notice of your slightly stifled reaction.
“I’m sorry.”
You quickly shook your head. “No. It’s fine. And no. No children yet.”
“Okay,” she empathetically nodded, allowing the alluring executive act to soften.
“We’ve certainly been trying but…no luck.”
Your friend offered you a shrug and waved her hand nonchalantly. “More time for the two of you. Don’t let your in-laws or anyone pressure you, okay?”
You chuckled. “Never.”
“And everything will happen when it’s meant to be okay?”
You brushed your finger over your wedding ring, letting the diamond's sharp cuts scratch against your skin. 
Before you could respond two unsavory executives approached your table inappropriately eyeing the two of you. 
“Good afternoon ladies. Are you having a nice time?”
You exchanged a look with Mei Mei, both signaling a plan of retreat.
“We’ve already had a nice time. In fact, we were just about to leave,” Mei Mei smoothly answered. 
One of the men, clearly wearing a wedding ring, leaned closer. “Well in that case how about we take you ladies out for some drinks. There’s a little bar at a hotel just up the road.”
You almost laughed at his poorly placed hair piece, the confidence was astonishing, but you decided to indulge the adulterer for a moment more. 
“That sounds nice. Why don’t you two settle our bill at the front desk? We’ll meet you at the entrance.”
The pair of buffoons eagerly accepted your offer racing to the register. You and Mei Mei waited until they weren’t looking to hurriedly collect your bags and sprint out of the cafe. The pair of you snickered like mad women as you rushed out of the store and frantically hailed a cab. When you were secure inside driving away you laughed so hard the entirety of Manhattan heard you. 
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After that, you dropped off Mei Mei and said your goodbyes. 
“I’ll call you when I’ve arrived in France. I’d love to have you and Kento visit.”
You’d happily take her up on her offer. 
Then you asked the driver to take you back to The Pierre. 
You swapped your designer suit for one of Kento’s sweaters and a pair of jeans. Just as  you were reapplying your lipstick,  you got a call from the front desk that Kento had sent a car for you. Another of many kind gestures, but as you drove away from the hotel and towards the diner the conversation you had with Mei Mei replayed in your mind, dampening your mood. You leaned forward towards the driver. 
“Excuse me? Could we make a quick stop at the drugstore?
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“Sorry I’m late!”
You shimmied into the booth next to your husband who waved away your apology. 
“It’s fine. I’ve only been here a few minutes.”
“Did you order?”
“Just coffee to start. Are you hungry?”
“Maybe a little.”
You looked around at your surroundings. The diner had remained frozen in time. The same dull plastic benches, fake plants, and flickering lights.
“It’s just like how I remember it, just more graffiti in the mens room,” Kento remarked.
You leaned into him and sighed. “I remember when I met you, I was so nervous.”
He chuckled. “You spilled a cup of coffee in my lap.” 
You groaned. “God I remember I was so embarrassed I just spent the rest of the night apologizing.”
He pressed his lips to your forehead. “That’s alright. I’d say everything worked out.”
The feeling of anxiety penetrated through you again, ruining this nostalgic intimacy. 
“Yes, everything worked out.”
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Kento’s meeting was a success and with business wrapped up the two of you had a full day together before flying home. After a morning in Central Park and a feast of bagels and coffee, Kento took you to The Met, an old time favorite of yours. 
In college, you’d spend your afternoons taking in the real works of the slides you’d study in class. Kento would later join you on these trips, happy to listen to your thoughts on your favorite pieces while he’d offer his own feelings on works he favored. As he watched you take in ‘Young Mother Sewing,’ he noticed an expression of melancholia. Kento softly pressed his hand against your back.
“Are you alright (Name)?”
You quickly replaced your frown with a smile. “Of course, Mary Cassatt’s work is just so…intimate. Onto the next piece?”
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After a full day the two of you opted to retire early in front of the television. Kento settled on an old rerun of Magnum P.I. 
You emerged from the bathroom in your nightgown settling next to him on the couch.
“What did I miss?” you asked.
“Well those schoolkids hired Magnum to find their missing teacher but the groundskeeper is holding out on him.”
“School kids can hire private investigators?”
Kento chuckled. “Things must work differentially in Hawaii.”
He noticed the familiar look on your face, the one from the museum. You picked up the remote and muted the television. 
“I need to talk to you.”
He sat up a little straighter, trying not to let his nerves overreact. 
You took a breath and took your husband's hand. 
“I didn’t want to say anything. But I’m late.”
It only took your husband a moment to interpret that. He nodded. “Yes.”
“And I thought…I thought I might be pregnant. So on my way to see you yesterday I bought a test and I took it after you went to bed.”
Kento could already tell by your expression what the verdict was. 
“False alarm?”
You let out a shaky breath and nodded.
He leaned forward and pulled you against his chest. “I’m sorry love.”
“I would have told you but I wanted it to be a surprise,” you managed to get out.
You hate this. You hate being this obsessive and desperate to create results. You want this to happen organically. So why was it taking so long? You were at the end of your tether. 
“(Name). It’s fine.” 
“I know,” you exhaled and continued, “I guess I just feel stupid for getting my hopes up.”
“We’ll have a baby eventually.”
You let out an exasperated sigh and stood up. “I know. I know Kento. Everyone has said that. The doctor, your parents, my parents, Mei Mei, and now you.”
He stood up and clasped your shoulders in a firm grip. “(Name). I know it’s upsetting but you can’t beat yourself up like this.”
You’re almost afraid to ask but you do anyway.
“Be honest with me Kento. It’s not a little upsetting to you that we’re having such a difficult time with this.”
He cupped your face and leaned forward. “No sweetheart. No. Yes I want to have a child with you. But my love for you isn’t based on that.”
You placed your hands on his. Watching as he bit his lip before asking you a question.
“Do you find yourself…feeling angry towards me?
“No! God no. I’ve been angry at myself. You make me so happy. And I want to make you happy.”
“I am,” he assured you.
“But-”
“I am, I swear to you.”
You sighed and kissed his lips in annoyance at how damn charming he is. “ I love you so much.”
“I love you too.”
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The two of you laid in bed together, content to listen to the bustling of traffic down below. 
After some time had passed your husband broke the silence. 
“We could always consider alternative methods,” he suggested.
“Adoption?” you asked.
“If that’s what we want.”
You sighed. “I admit. I’ve thought about it.”
“Me too.”
You wrapped your arms around Kento. “We should think it over. It wouldn’t be smart to rush to any decisions.”
He kissed your cheek in the dark.
“Of course love.”
The End. 
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valleydoli · 2 months
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gojosprettyprincess · 3 months
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Jujutsu Kaisen Twitter Links
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A/n I finally found new links today!! (Nanami, Toji, Choso)
Other Jujutsu Kaisen men here
More links for the same characters here
Most Recent updated links here and here
Nanami Kento
Pounding the shit out of you while slapping your ass
This is how he loves fucking you from behind
Slapping your ass and fucking you in a skirt after
Fucking you so hard from behind
How he licks your pussy
Bouncing on his cock
Fingering your cunt
Sucking his cock
When one thing leds to another
Toji Fushiguro
He's just so fucking big
Pounding you hard from behind
Mating press
Licking your cunt
Fucking you against the wall
He's so big compared to you
How he makes you suck his cock
This is how he treats you during sex fr
His thrust is so rough
Choso Kamo
Licking your pussy and fingering you
He's a good boy but he still pounds you like this
Riding him <3
This just reminds me of him
Bouncing on his cock
Him fucking your tits
Bouncing you on his cock in his car
Higuruma Hiromi
Here
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gojoforever69 · 3 months
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I often forget I’m supposed to dislike this man 🧍‍♀️
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red-writes · 4 months
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jjk x reader--dilf hcs
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characters: nanami, toji, gojo, geto.
summary: dilfs raw dog you <3
content contains: smut, raw sex, creampies, age difference, oral, choking, nicknames like kiddo and good girl. 
red’s note: finally wrote something longer than 50 words hooray!! and truthfully I really just needed a man to call me kiddo
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⟶Nanami
Nanami likes to take care of you. He likes to be depended on and it makes him hard when you ask him for help or ask him for something you need because he just loves to meet all of your needs. Loves to see you fully satisfied. making you cum is his love language <333
It feels so good. His cock is rubbing along your pussy lips, his thumb rubs soft circles onto your clit and you can simply feel your cunt pulse and leak in desperation. Nanami tsks at you, “You really are desperate, look at how much you’re dripping” he chuckles out and you sigh as you feel the tip of his cock prod your cunt and slowly push its way inside. 
“K-kento..feels good” you whine and he cups your cheek stroking your cheek with his thumb. His thrusts are slow but deep, he can feel the clench of your cunt whenever he tries to pull out and it’s making his head feel lightheaded. sex with nanami always left you with sweat dripping down your body and no thoughts in your head. all you can think about is the way his dick glides against your most sensitive parts and all you can do is sit there and take it. 
“where are you drifting off too sweet girl? hm?” he asks while his fingers slide down between your thighs and rubs soft circles onto your swollen clit. you can hardly warn him as your orgasm rolls over you. but he knows because he can feel the way your pussy pulses around him and the way your eyes roll back into your head and your body shakes.
“there she is, let go my love, such a good good girl for me”
⟶Toji
Good gracious..toji is a selfish lover. his sexual needs are at the base of his Maslow’s hierarchy. he will quite literally stop time to bust a nut. its horrible but when he asks you just can't say so no :(
His hands grip the fat of your midsection as hips grind against yours from behind. his exposed cock nudges at the fat of your cunt from between your thighs and your face heats up.
“Won't you help this old man cum?” he thrusts his cock forward against you, “can’t you feel I need you bad kid?”
you whine as you pull down your pants, “We gotta be quick, people will be here any minute.”
“Keep it tight for me kid” he says as he presses your thighs together. you let out a whine as his cock brushes against your clit with the head of his cock and you thrust your hips back against him, desperate to feel the sensation again. at your show of desperation toji stands still and watches you throw your ass back against him. 
the pseudo sex had your cunt dripping down his cock and the slick smeared against his pelvis. toji couldn’t deny how hard it made him seeing you so horny, it made his dick twitch between your thighs. you heard the doorbell ring and you whined and your hips slowed down but toji slapped your ass and spread your ass apart before pushing his cock into your cunt, the feel of you wrapped around him already makes him want to cum but he was holding back for you. 
“toji..they’re here we can’t” you moan into the granite countertops and gives your ass another spank
“let them wait”
⟶Gojo
similarly to nanami he’s such a giver. he wants you to feel good and take care of his little girl’s needs but he wants you to ask, wants you to say please and grip his bicep with teary eyes. it gets him going like nothing else.
“come on princess” he says, he blows lightly on your clit and you squirm on the bed. “say it~” he says as he eyes the way your pussy clenches and drips down between your ass cheeks. 
“please ‘toru..” he hums slightly and leans in and presses a kiss to your throbbing clit, “not enough” he says and you whine, bucking your hips up into the air. 
“please ‘toru...suck my clit” you say using your arm to cover your eyes, shielding yourself from the embarrassment. he chuckles at your shyness and wraps his lips around your achy clit, sucking on the bud with little care to the wet sounds his slurping made as he attacked your sensitive clit. it felt too good. your back arched off the bed and he used one of his hands to press down onto your lower stomach to prevent the movement. he used his free hand to gather your wetness and slide two of his slender fingers in your spasming cunt. the long appendages didn’t take long to drill against that soft spot inside of you. your head felt full of cotton. light and thoughtless the only thing you could think about was how the hand on your abdomen on top of the fingers pressing diligently against your g-spot were going to make you squirt all on the mans face. your hands dug into his platinum hair, attempting to force his head back but he wouldn’t budge. instead he pressed harder on your bladder and began flicking at your clit with his tongue. you were right on the edge, pussy sucking in his fingers so tightly. you were so wet he slid in a third finger and curled all three of them up against that little sensitive bundle of nerves inside of you and that’s all it took for your eyes to roll back into your head and for the wetness to spray from between your thighs. gojo didn’t stop however, he kept on. his fingers were working at what felt like a mile a minute and he kept you riding the high of your orgasm until you eventually managed to wiggle away from him to catch your breath, body trembling and shaking as he chuckled and put his fingers in his mouth to taste you. 
⟶Getou
getou likes praising you so so much. he says it with such a lovely voice that makes your pussy clench and squeeze around nothing. getou is so sweet that it makes you melt and wanna squeeze his balls dry 
getou loved 69ing you because he likes how tight your throat gets when his curved cock is snugly shoved down your throat, his hips gently thrusting in and out of your mouth while you choke and sputter. his hair is pulled out of it’s bun and is hanging low on his back and face. the ends of it tickle your thighs and it makes you squirm and buck into getou’s mouth. 
his fingers are ruthlessly fucking into your cunt, it’s sloppy and messy, your juices are streaming down into a puddle underneath you. getou moans softly when he feels your throat constrict around him. 
“oh my, you really are a good little girl aren’t you? so eager to please me, god--” he says as he rocks his hips a little harder into your mouth and your hips buck up as you plead with him silently to pay attention to your clit. it was swollen and throbbing and his chuckle turned into a moan when he felt his tip hit the back of your throat. 
“there there pretty girl ‘m gonna take care good care of your sweet little pussy” he says and his lips wrap around your clit and suck and it makes your back arch off the bed, your struggling causing him to hiss as your throat constricts around your cock. he quickly pulls out and he grips his cock, stroking himself twice before he cums along your face. 
“fuck..fuck..mm sorry my love but you’re just too good I couldn’t help it” 
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bkgpackets · 4 months
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‘fuck.. come on..’ you feel him twitch behind you as his thrusts grow rougher and more unhinged, rhythm lost into the ethers as he all but ruts inside you with one purpose and one purpose only: to get you pregnant.
the moans and grunts he let out next to your ear grow in intensity as your cunt spasms more erratically, ‘here it comes baby, come on.. take it.. take it all.. let me make you a mama…!’ his cock twitches inside of you and you know he’s about to cum with the way his hands grope at your neck desperately, similar to how a child would try to get his favourite toy back.
with a last thrust, he comes inside you, ropes and ropes of warm, white seed filling you full; the feeling of being plugged up with the cum of your husband was the last thing you needed to be thrown over the cusp, and you convulse in his arms as his cum is taken in deeper inside of you. you breathe out a sigh of relief and collapse onto the bed, hooded lids fluttering close, peacefully welcoming the slumber with the thought that no doubt your husband’s seed will take.
TOJI ZENIN, older bakugo katsuki, nanami kento, TAKAMI KEIGO during his rut, or any of your favourites
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naviaberries · 10 months
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𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐏𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫
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Twitter Links
- Toji Fushiguro, Sukuna Ryomen, Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Nanami Kento & Choso
W: +18 only MDNI, twitter porn link, porn without plot
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𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨 
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˚₊·͟͟͟͟͟͟͞͞͞͞͞͞➳⌨ author's note:
-idk know if some of the links were repeated
-feel free to message me if you want to ask something🧸
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ttsukiimi · 22 days
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𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬  ೋ ⎯ you request a spicy night of bdsm with the jjk men.
𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬  ೋ ⎯  gojo x fem!reader, toji x fem!reader, nanami x fem!reader, fem!sukuna x reader, bdsm (obv!), bondage, smut, unprotected sx, multiple orgasms (Sukuna), size difference, slapping, reader referred to as (baby (gojo), princess (toji), woman (hm..I wonder who…)
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    ⟢ ⌒
𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 was already halfway through tying your arms behind your back before he got impatient. But could you blame him? Your ass was practically in his face, cunt on display and he couldn’t ignore the hardness in his pants.
“Y’r just gonna have to be good for me and keep your arms like that, ‘Kay?” he mumbles into your ear, already reaching down and freeing his erection of its confines. Toji figured the half-assed job he did would hold you down anyway.
“B-but Toji, the whole point is you tying me,” you pouted, mumbling into the pillow as he pushed your head down. The fat tip of his cock soon slid between your folds, coating in your juices and prompting more slick to dribble out of you.
“Yeah, yeah,” he hums, slowly pushing himself in and hissing as your walls immediately clap down on him. “Don’t need to tie you down anyway,”
One more thrust and he was fully sheathed. Toji groaned, feeling your warmth around his dick.
He slid himself out and pummeled back in, his heavy balls slapping against your clit and causing a shriek to fall from your lips.
“Hm—fuck, you’re so deep..” you mewled, drooling against the pillow his strong hand drowned you into. Toji grinned smugly behind you and gave your ass a hot slap—one that immediately after left a red imprint on your cheek.
“Yeah, that’s fuckin’ right, princess.”
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𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 didn’t find anything wrong with the idea—rather, he found his cock rising under his sweats at the thought of tying you up. It didn’t help knowing how vulnerable you already were under his huge body most times, he knew you’d be absolutely hopeless and at his mercy.
Soon he was tying your wrists together, smirking at the little whines that left your lips. Though, he was enjoying this a little too much.
“Comfortable, baby?” He asked as he roamed his hands down your back, gripping the fat of your ass, and you gave him a meek but hurried nod.
“‘Toru just put it in already,” you’d mumbled, feeling impatience wash over you, pushing your backside flush to his hips and sensually grinding on him.
Stifling a groan, Satoru placed his blindfold over your eyes. “Don’t worry, I’ll put it in reall soon.”
And he did.
But to your surprise and delight, the loss of sight made your other senses more sensitive. Your cunt quivered with every rough thrust Satoru drove into you, and your skin felt as if it were on fire with the way his rough palms grasped at your hips.
On the other hand, he was enjoying this just as much—if not more. You seemed to tighten around him harder than usual, not to mention the very fact that you weren’t trying to run away from every rut of his hips.
And he enjoyed the freedom he had over your body, snaking his hand to your clit, rubbing the nub of nerves in lazy figure eight’s until your body shook, overstimulated.
“You’re not—hah—supposed to enjoy it this much!” You moaned, feeling the head of his cock hit your sweet spot deliciously as he continued the motions of his hand. “‘S too much.”
“Mmm? Nothin’s too much, take what I give you.”
⟢ ⌒
𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐌𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎 wasn’t exactly foreign to the idea. He’s had his fair share of partners and has played into their interests, whether it be in bed or just generally.
But, of all people, his mind couldn’t process why you were requesting such a thing. You’re so small and fragile Nanami just about had to hold himself back every time you got intimate, scared that he’ll hurt you.
Thus, he gives it more thought. Or at least tries to.
But when you’re grinding so greedily on him, begging him in that sugary tone, Nanami can’t think straight. And in the midst of his seducted haze, he follows up with your words.
He ties your arms above your head with his silken and watches as you hopelessly struggle—feeling a primal need to breed you.
“That’s it, sweetheart,” he coos as he presses the drooling head of his cock in, watching your face intently.
“Ken, you’re so thick—!” you whimper, mouth agape as he begins to drive thrust after thrust into your poor cunt. Truth be told Nanami liked having your hands tied, but he found himself missing the pleasurable pain of your fingernails scratching down his back.
You squeezed around him so deliciously, causing him to groan. Nanami felt hot inside you, the rhythmic thump of him pulsing one that you lost yourself to.
It all felt surreal, the pleasure, the frustration of not being able to freely touch him—but you knew one thing was certain.
This wouldn’t be the last time.
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𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀 𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍 scoffed as he looked down at you. “You wanna be tied up, huh?” he grinned, beckoning you to sit down on his lap.
Stupid as it seemed, his ego was hurt. Why would you need things to hold you down when his arms did just fine?
“Am I not rough enough with you, woman?” Sukuna questioned, his upper arms set on your waist while his lower ones made quick work of ripping your panties off in one fell swoop.
You flinched as you felt the material rip apart but keep your composure. “‘Kuna, I just wanna try something new..” you frowned as your arms wrapped around his neck.
“Oh, we’ll try it.” he hummed, your body jolting as you suddenly felt him press against your pussy. “Just my way.”
Sukuna soon had you crying and begging on his cock as you came for the third time that night, rasping lewd things in your ear.
Instead of a rope binding your arms behind your back, it was his strong hands. One of Sukuna’s hands could easily hold both of yours in a bruising grip.
“Ah, ‘m too sensitive, please,” you sobbed out, fat tears streaming down your cheeks as he reached down and began to rub your clit.
Sukuna laughed as he mockingly kissed your forehead. “Give me two more orgasms and I’ll think about it.”
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