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missfunkyhotmess · 1 year
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A good slave
Nanami Kento x female reader
Tags: SMUT, oneshot, professor au, sub!reader, dom!nanami, subdom dynamic, unprotected sex, dry humping, rough sex, sight use of degrading terms, power dynamic, vaginal sex, u protected penetration.
Word count: 2821
Minors DO NOT interact
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Even though you are well aware of the fact that you shouldn't be doing what you're doing at the moment to get his attention, but you couldn't find any better way than this.
You know very well that if you kept failing your tests on purpose, it'll only make him more angry than actually giving you attention. But you longed for his attention so much that you were willing to go this far. You didn't care about the other subjects as you were doing pretty well in those, but when it came to his subject, you were purposefully failing all of them.
Of course because of the needy little attention whore you are, you'd love the slightest or the faintest amount of attention he'd give you when he scolds you in his raspy taming voice in front of the whole class. Even though you're supposed to be feeling embarrassed, you couldn't ignore the burning sensation building up in between your thighs.
You fantasised about getting even just a little of his attention directed only towards you. Since he's your professor of course he needs to give every student equal attention. But you craved for more.
And what did you do for that, fail all his tests on purpose. Nanami was definitely quick enough to catch onto this absurd scheme of yours. That's primarily what you awaited for. He calls you to his office only to give you a bit of attention and send you back on your merry way.
But when you got to his office, this wasn't what was going on and you could tell he wasn't just gonna warn you a bit and send you back, rather there was more to it. And the pent up tension in the air around this gated office room, made you sure of that.
Shoes clicking against the tiled floor after you hear the faintest click of his door, as he makes his way towards you, sitting on the chair facing his wooden desk. He plops down on the leather chair with a sigh slipping past his lips as he brings his chair closer to the table.
Plopping his elbows on the table resting his chin on the back of his palms, he stares directly at you, taking you by surprise even though you were aware of it. He takes a solid few seconds to stare at your startled face before speaking in his usual husky tone of a voice.
"Now tell me what's going on here?"
"About.....what?"
The daggers he throws at you made you realise you fucked up. You knew your professor, Nanami, wasn't the type to take bullshit of attitudes as your reply to him but you still went and did exactly that.
Yes you wanted his full attention, his cock in your pussy, his marks all over your body, but that didn't include making him angry on purpose even though a part you you eagerly wanted to know how that side of him would be.
Taking out your test papers from a drawer on his desk he throws them on to the table for you to see. And you gaze towards it in fear of how to response. Is there even anything left for you to response about at this point?
Both of you are aware of the things he's insinuating towards so without tensing up the situation more than it already is you decide to be frank with your professor.
"S- sorry sir. This won't hap-"
"You're failing them on purpose, aren't you?"
His words hit hard like a knife being dug into your skin. You knew he'd figure out sooner or later, then why are you surprised. Is it because he's actually playing your cards against you?
"No, sir, I- I would not do such things."
"Then tell me, why is it that all your other subjects have flying colours but you're failing only my subject?"
"I- I was uh was um-"
"You know very well there's no point in trying don't you? Just be frank with me."
You didn't dare tell your professor that you're failing them just to get even a dint of his attention. But now there's nothing you can do. You're trapped in here until you tell him exactly what he wants to hear, the truth, or you might never even get to see his face in class.
"Y- yes sir, I failed them on pu- purpose."
"Now, why is that? Even though I might have my own assumptions about it, I want to know what's your reasoning behind it is."
"I- I.....it was a dare, sir."
"Lies." He chuckles. "There's no point in lying cause you know both of us already know the answer. So just tell me the truth."
Heart hammering against your chest as you try to calm the unbearable feeling inside your chest and between your thighs just to be able to reply to him. How pathetic of you to get aroused just by him being a little rough towards you.
Yes you've fantasised about being alone with him, touched yourself thinking about him, even today when he summoned you to this office, a part of you got overwhelmed with emotions knowing you'd get to have his attention all directed towards you only.
But you weren't prepare for him to know exactly the cards you were dealing and using them against you. And you know there's no point in lying, so you just spill the beans.
"Fo- for attention, sir."
"Who's attention?"
"Y- your sir."
Eyes flickering back to your thighs as you try hard no to make eye contact with him. But the stares he's throwing at you makes it impossible for you to do practically anything.
"No one taught you to look at your seniors while speaking?"
You shake your heads left and right as a negative que and slowly turn to face him. Cheeks heated with red dust flushed across as his stares bore deep inside you.
"I- I'm sorry sir. I'll make sure not to fail them again."
"Are you though? Your actions speak otherwise."
Gripping tightly on your skirt as you watch him intently, leaning back against the chair tugging his tie loose from all the exhaustion while he continues to stare at you. Gulping in the desires you immediately shift your gaze from him only to have him raise his voice to tell you to face him.
"If you're so sorry then, show it to me."
"Sorry?"
You ask not having the slightest idea of what he's insinuating while he unbuttons his shirt and spreading his legs as a que for you to understand. And thats when it hits you. You stare at him flushed red.
Of course you fantasised about him throwing you on his wooden desk slamming his fat cock into your tight little pussy while pining you against the desk railing you like a complete beast. Yes you touched yourself thinking about all these things but now that it's actually happening, you're at a loss of words and your body at a complete freeze.
"Come here."
He taps on his thighs, indicating you to follow through as you get up and make your way towards him, stopping in between his thighs. His hands smooth across your bare thighs below your skirt level, softly tracing it to your inner thighs, making you flinch.
"This is what you want, don't you?" He asks palming at his dick in the confines of his pants when you look down at his crotch only to gulp in fear and excitement. Thinking about what he looks like down there, what his size and shape is down there you stare in awe and completely zoned out when his chuckle brings you back to sense.
"So desperate. Are you getting wet just from looking at my dick?"
He states, bringing his hand to your inner thighs while tracing its way slowly towards your clothed sex. A whimper leaves you mouth when he rubs against your clothed clit that was starting to get filthy wet by every stroke of his finger against it.
Your eyes screw shut to the sensation down below as your thighs try to shut close trembling a little but he makes sure to spread you legs apart whilst rubbing against your greedy cunt.
"Here. Sit here."
He taps on his thigh as you slowly bring yourself on his thigh sitting down when a shock of pleasure makes you shiver a little the second you clit comes in contact with his thigh. Nanami picks it up as he grabs on your ass and rolls your hips on his thigh earning a moan from you.
"Hump on me. If you manage not to cum until I tell you to, maybe I'll consider rewarding you."
Eyes glossy radiating lust as you nod your head uncontrollably to his words and start dry humping yourself against his muscular thighs. His hands rest on the arm rest as he relaxes himself and looks at you desperately humping on his thigh wanting to feel the pleasure and cum soon, but holding back for his reward.
"Look at you humping like a bitch in heat. You want my cock that bad?"
"Y- yes, sir, please."
"Then you gotta work for it. Go on."
The eagerness and desperation piling up inside you as you start humping a little faster than before trying to feel the pleasure of at least being able to touch him. Hands on his shoulders as they grip tightly trying to latch onto something, anything as the pressure in your stomach keeps building up with every stroke.
His cologne bores into you as your head plops down on his shoulder even though you aren't sure if he'll like you being this comfortable and feeling pleasure at the same time. But miraculously enough he doesn't say anything.
But what's mesmerising is how his cock starts bulging in his pants slightly which you notice and subconsciously your hands make their way to his crotch but a slap on your wrist makes you back of when you realise this isn't your fantasy world.
Its real and actually happening.
"Dont get too greedy. Be happy I even gave you this much. Otherwise you won't get what your working so hard for."
"Y- yes sir."
Voice quivering as you feel your orgam rolling closer and closer but you hold yourself back with trembling legs and shivering body which he notices and to make it even worse he slowly traces his hands on your back beneath your top inside.
"Tell me. Did you touch yourself while thinking about me hm?"
"Yes s- sir."
"Such a filthy little creature you are. Having nasty thoughts and deeds over a professor."
The seriousness and dominance in his voice makes you feel tiny and helpless while you continue to hump on his thigh overstimulating yourself. Slight tears forming in your eyes as you sniffle a bit.
And not long after, your professor picks you up by the ass and slams you down on the table as your back hits hard on the wooden rough surface. Flipping you over, he puts your skirt over your hip as you hear him unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants.
Soon you feel his complete hard cock rubbing against you ass. He grinds a few times against your ass before he slams his fact cock into your tight pussy burning the inside wholly. You feel as his cock stretch the inside of your pussy so much so that it becomes hard for you to support yourself.
His cock is so much better than what you originally fantasised about and his hip work is so much better than those in your mindless fantasies. Hip slamming roughly inside your tight cunny increasing both the pain and pleasure inside your aching walls.
Hand grabbing your neck, pinning you down onto the desk. Muffled cries, groans and chains of curses were all that were being heard in this confined place as your professor keeps fucking you over the edge. Body still sensitive from the edging as waves of pleasure rolls over your body with every single thrust.
"You know what we're doing is wrong, don't you? But you're still taking my cock in so eagerly." He scoffs while his rough hands grab tightly onto your loose hair forming a slight stinging sensation on your scalp pulling your head back but not all the way.
"I doubt you failed all of your test just for a cramp of my attention. Its my dick that you originally wanted didn't you?"
You try to form a full sentence but it was that much hard to do so as you feel his cock split you in half with every single time his crotch aligns with your hip. Every thrust from his cock in your pussy kept uncoiling the knot in your stomach bringing you closer to you oragsm.
And thats when you feel a strong tug on your hair pulling you all the way to his chest as he growls in your ear making your supporting knees give out but he holds you in place.
"Speak up. Didn't I ask you something?Tell me what is it that you actually wanted?"
"Y- your cock sir. Your fat cock in my throbbing pussy si- angh."
"Tch. What a dirty slut you are spreading you legs to your professor just like that."
Whimpers were all that made way past your pursed lips as you tried hard to hold you voice down. It is currently school time and the campus is swarmed with students and teacher but here you are, a dirty little attention whore, fucking your professor.
You felt the pressure in your stomach grow as the tip touches your cervix perfectly with every rough thrust being thrust inside your greedy cunny. And you clamping down on him made him realise so.
"Sir- pl- please, sir. I wanna cum. Can I cum?"
A strong sting forms on your ass cheek to your words as you realise thats him slapping hard against your soft butt cheeks. An angry growl from him made you scared to the bones thinking what might happen now when he speaks.
"Can you cum what?" It took you a minute to understand but you catch onto quick.
"Can I cum please, sir?"
"Now that's a good girl. Yes you can cum now."
Just by his words your pussy gushes out cumming all over his dick when he doesn't even stop to let you cum rather thrusts more into you but sloppily. That's when you realise he's close as you clamp down on him.
"You've been a good girl listening to everything I said. So here's your reward."
And you feel him release his thick hot milk inside your walls painting your inside white and he keeps thrusting until he's milked his cock dry of cum inside your unprotected pussy. The warm feeling of him shooting his cum inside your pussy fills you up as you both pant for air letting go of the exhaustion.
He pulls away and puts his pants back on as you do the same after having him help you down from the desk cause of how much your body was exhausted and how shaky your legs were. Tapping on your skirt once last time you turn to face him as he speaks.
"Dont fail your tests cause I won't take that bullshit anymore and will have authority change your professor instead if you do so."
You keep your eyes down to the ground both from respect and also the overwhelming feeling piling inside your stomach to the thought that you actually got to get your professor dick burried balls deep inside your pussy. You only nod in reply.
"And also focus on class, and if you have any questions, come see me at my office." Your gaze immediately shoots to meet his fierce eyes as you can see through his gaze exactly what he means when you again nod in reply.
And before you could walk away from the desk and out the door fixing your clothes properly, he walks up in front of you and stops you before leaning down onto your ears only to whisper.
"But after hours, of course."
And sends you on your merry way as you sink in the feeling and thoughts of what just happened now with a flustered smile plastered across your face.
But what you failed to notice was the smirk that creeped up on his face as well as he thought to himself about how he'd like to fuck you again another time. Cause he couldn't deny he loved the way your dirty pussy clenched around his fat cock without any hesitation, without any shame.
He just loved the shamelessness of your attitude when you let him do anything with you like his little slave. And he thought to himself once last thing.
You'd make a good slave.
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chaepink · 4 months
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overworked pillow princes that just want to lay down and be pretty for you as you absolutely ruin them. they've been doing too much work lately and it's gotten to them so when you offer to do all the work that night in bed, they beg you to ruin them so bad that they wouldn't be able to think properly anymore. fuck them so hard so all thoughts of work leave their head and are instead replaced by the feeling of your dick/strap inside them. they'll be gripping the sheets for dear life, whiny moans and whimpers leaving their mouth as you hit the spots inside him that make his toes curl and back arch. steal orgasm after orgasm from him as all they can do is continue laying there, mind turned to absolute mush as his cum is sprayed all over his chest and on the sheets underneath him. incoherent words leave them but you can clearly hear them repeating "thankyouthankyouthankyou" over and over again.
nanami kento, gojo satoru, toji fushiguro, megumi fushiguro, oikawa toru, bakugo katsuki, izuku midoriya, your favorites ❤️
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ty for reading to the end! ❤ - chaepink
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ecoamerica · 24 days
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demovamp · 2 months
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breeding jjk men (ft. satoru, nanami, choso, & sukuna)
cws – gn!amab!reader, breeding kink, ftm!characters, mentions of pregnancy/belly swelling, sukuna lactates, nanami & choso might be ooc, written at 2am, not proofread, lowercase intended
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SATORU GOJO :
with satoru, it's a slip of tongue. it could've come from either of you, but in the high of pleasure, all you two cared about was the fact that the word “breed” had made it's way into the air. so, you did what any reasonable person would do;
you grabbed satoru's hips and lifted them off the bed, pushing your dick further into him. your dick plunged into him at a fast, desperate pace. satoru kept his legs spread as best he could for you. his moans and pleas were loud and desperate.
“please, [name]! oh, fuck! right there! fuck me full! don't stop! i want to be fucking leaking your cum… breed me, please. make me a dad, [name].”
and who are you to deny your pretty sorcerer what he wants?
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NANAMI KENTO :
nanami is a different story. he doesn't even know he likes the idea of being bred until it slips out of his mouth. he's so composed and together in the beginning, but, fuck him long enough, and he starts telling you all his fantasies. it started with you pulling his hair, then choking him with his tie, then fucking him on his car… bredding, though, is unexpected.
“[name], [name]... i can't - hah… i need more. i need you to cum in me. make me a dad, get me pregnant.”
your hips abruptly stop, dick still buried in his warm hole. you lean over your lover, touching his cheek. “you want a baby?” you whisper. nanami only nods. the look in his eyes show he's still hazy with pleasure, but coherent enough to make such a demand.
it doesnt take long before you're pounding imto him again, condom discarded somewhere. despite the rough pace, you're holding nanami's hands and kissing him repeatedly. “you're taking me so well, love. fucking made for me. you're gonna be an amazing dad. promise.”
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CHOSO KAMO :
choso is shy about it. he brought it up because he wanted to experiment from a story he read. he surprises you by laying in bed, naked with his legs spread, pussy on display. a shakily written ‘breed’ and an arrow pointing between his legs were on his stomach. the sight made you chuckle. “you're adorable, cho.” you whisper, kissing him sweetly as you prep him with your fingers. it's only a few minutes later until choso is falling apart on your dick.
“mmph! ah, ah, ah… i… so fast… oh my – ah! [name], [name]... i'm – so good. i like it. i love it. i love you. i love you, i love you…” his confession only spurs you on, thrusting into him rapidly. “i love you, too.” you murmur, wandering kisses landing on his skin gently.
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SUKUNA RYOMEN :
sukuna… is a stubborn bastard. no matter what position he's in, he's making demands. he likes just about anything during sex and he'll make it known. this time is different. you found out a secret of his – sukuna lactates. it was an accident, really. you grabbed at his pecs and gave a little squeeze. milk spurted out from his nipple and landed on his chest.
sukuna wasn't embarrassed. more so, pissed off. he was about to say something when you squeezed again, watching more milk dribble out from his nipple. a small whine escaped his mouth at the sensitivity.
no words were said as you resumed your movements, fingers playing with his nipples, watching more and more milk come out.
“awh… look at you. a needy whore spilling all this milk. such a shame it's going to waste…” you coo at him, slowly brushing your thumb over his leaking nipple. “maybe i should get you pregnant. stuff you full, watch your belly swell with my kids…” you smirked at sukuna, watching him break under you with every thrust. “you'd like that, wouldn't you?” he hissed, attempting to give you a look of hatred. problem is, sukuna's eyes always betray him during sex. his usual pissed off expression is contradicted by the haze in his eyes and the redness of his face.
“well? go on then.” he muttered afyer a few moments of silence. his legs spread slightly more, letting your dick push deeper into him. "if you insist."
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2kiran · 3 months
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❝ 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐌𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 ❞ ♱ JUJUTSU KAISEN.
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⸝⸝ ᵕ̈ ིྀ ‹ 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘, 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐇 𝐇𝐄𝐑, 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐄𝐓. 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐇𝐈𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐓 ! ⁺ ˖ pervert! jjk men.
✶ featuring. nanami kento. fushiguro toji. kamo choso.
␥ streaming. angels in tibet by amaarae.
✶ contains. top male reader. self indulgence. taller! reader. boxer stealing. pillow humping. stalking-ish. size kink. obsession. overstimulation. voice kink. dumbification. rough sex. marking.
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NANAMI KENTO
let’s be honest. he’d be the most ‘normal one’.
he’s the man you’d least expect to sneak into your room the second you’re gone to inhale the scent of you—that’s coming right off your used boxers.
it’s gross, fucking disgusting, but KENTO can’t help it. fuck, you looked too cute in your sleep. dreaming of who-knows-what, but he knows that it’s far from innocent when he caught the sight of your cum.
god, KENTO sometimes really wishes that he could be the replacement to your underwear. the one you’d cum inside of—yeah, he’s fucked up and apparently it’s your fault.
he has memorized the sound of your footsteps. when he hears you coming (he wished you were), he immediately rushes out without a trace. taking your boxers with him.
but one day, you finally catch him. this time, KENTO won’t run. being away from you is something he can’t dream of.
“kento?” he’s got a hand on his cock and your favorite underwear to his nose. his eyes are wide and a blush is spread across his cheeks, he knows it’s wrong and just not him, yet he cums right when his name slips from your pretty lips.
if you decide to finally fuck him, he’s crumbling. fuck his brains out, his stress melting away the moment your tip breaches his hole. a few thrusts and he already can’t think anymore, only thing inside of his dumb, fucked out brain is the way you hit his prostate just right.
when KENTO cums, he cums hard. he finishes quite quickly, so go easy on him. he can definitely get overstimulated and don’t blame him for becoming a bit of a masochist.
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FUSHIGURO TOJI
it’s the small gestures you offer him that drew TOJI to you.
you simply offered to carry one of the items he was carrying and he’s biting the inside of his cheek to weakly prevent his imagination from running wild.
he’s still got a sliver of shame. completely in denial even though there’s a bulge in his pants when you merely stand close to him.
your height makes him feel small. he’s tall himself, but he doesn’t complain when he has to cast his gaze upwards just to look into your eyes.
and he doesn’t complain as you finally bend him over this stupid desk.
“mm..ngggh—yes, oh shit, fuuuuck, b..baby,” he whines, head tuck under his elbow. the edge of the furniture is practically stabbing his stomach, but your cock is filling him up so well that he can barely register the pain digging into his skin. you’re hitting that spot, his eyes rolling back when you bite down on him.
TOJI almost laughs when you think you’ve been too rough. worrying about the marks you’ve left on his scarred body. you’re so cute.
he’s loud when you fuck him. letting you hear every moan as his sounds make you fully aware of how good he’s feeling. the fact that he managed to have your cock inside of him is shocking.
how you treat him as a human, not some machine. you seem like a giant compared to him and yet you’re kind. kinder than anyone he’s ever met and how do you expect that he doesn’t want you to fuck him?
you’re strong. you can obviously carry him against the wall as you bully your dick into him without much of a struggle.
“hey,” TOJI calls, his deep voice poking your dazed out state. “yeah..?” he turns to face you, looking at you dead in the eye. “wanna fuck me against a—” he tries, “no.”
please indulge in him. he might just lose his mind.
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KAMO CHOSO
please be kind to him. or don’t. he’s jerking off to you either way.
it’s not his fault he’s obvious. you’re crazy; what do you mean he’s done nothing but stare at you for the past hour?
CHOSO’s so fucking whiny. you might want to tape his mouth shut. don’t ask him why he retreats after an interaction with you, and you better not ask him why his pillow is so wet.
he’s humping his pillow while trying to recreate your voice in his head. you sound so good, the small cracks as you speak to him then trying to cover it up just makes his dick twitch.
not-so proud whimperer. he’s obviously embarrassed. his cock against the plushness of the item can’t compare to your hand. it’s so soft, yet your finger teasing the shaft would be much better.
forgive him as he bashfully crowds you against the wall, begging for you to fuck him because he can’t take it anymore. his fingers can’t do the work for him and he sure ain’t hell using anything or anyone else.
“gaah—hmmf!” CHOSO gasps, hand grasping the mattress beneath him. “please.. harder, i want you haa—h..arder.” he’s pretty when he pleads for you to go harsher, rougher. his hole clenches around you, like it doesn’t want you to pull out.
don’t make fun of him as he’s completely out of it, slightly panicking because he thinks you got him pregnant.
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angelsrcute · 1 month
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Imagine Nanami who's bigger than you but you easily dominate him! Riding him till his stress is gone, his cock stretching your walls, tits bouncing. He doesn't need to move an inch..getting lost in pleasure as you pull him up by his tie.
“Eyes on me, darling, you can atleast do that right?” You smirk as you coo into his ear, just ride this man till he cries. <3
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benkeibear · 2 months
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⋆꙳✧༄ Pegging them
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꒰ ͜͡➸ In which you peg them for the very first time and they absolutely fall in love with it.
❖ Characters: Gojo, Nanami, Toji
❖ Reader: female | AFAB
❖ Wordcount: 2604
❖ WARNINGS: Dom!reader, pegging, anal fingering, praise, handjobs, consent checks, with Toji: rough sex, hair pulling, no prep, degradation, mentions of a fleshlight, cum eating
❖ A/n: I blame @missroki for this mess 😔🫶 | don't wanna miss part 1 of how Toji made you his anal princess? -> sign up for the taglist!
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☰ Gojo:
ꕤ Pegging him was his idea, bringing it up randomly during dinner, which left you almost choking on your food because he mentioned it so casually.
ꕤ Gojo found your reaction kinda funny; although it seemed like you would say no, you agreed to his surprise, and you could see that he was a little flustered, trying to play it off.
ꕤ When the time finally came, Gojo handed you the strap he got for this occasion. The dildo on it a comfortable 5,5 inches (14cm) and not too girthy.
ꕤ With the slightest blush he admitted that this will be far from the first time doing anal, worried about your reaction, but you weren't very fazed or judgmental. The main focus was on the strap that was still in your hands.
ꕤ Gojo was quite confident in guiding you through this, knowing that you usually take more of the submissive role during sex and he didn't mind helping you with putting the strap on.
ꕤ The sight made him shudder, seeing you stand behind him while he was propped on his hands and knees so you could see what you're doing and take things at your own pace.
ꕤ He was already as hard as a rock after making out, the sheer anticipation of what's to come taking a toll on him and when you reached out to knead one of his cheeks gently, he sighed content.
ꕤ His sigh got cut short by a curious lubed finger gently prodding against his puckered hole, just gently massaging it. “Can I-?” You didn't get to ask the full question, Gojo was already nodding and pushing himself against your hand, giving silent consent.
ꕤ You nod more to yourself before your finger slips into him. The sensation was new, but his moan made you want more. Swiftly, you added a second finger to stretch him open.
ꕤ Gojo couldn't help but push back against you, small moans leaving his mouth as he enjoyed the way you worked him open until he couldn't handle it anymore, pretty much begging to be fucked at this point.
ꕤ His desperation gave you confidence, curling your fingers slightly when you smirked down at the pathetic pile that was Gojo. “You wanna be fucked that bad, hm?” You tease and pull your fingers out suddenly to leave him wanting more, but he didn't have to wait long, already feeling the tip of your strap slowly stretch him open.
ꕤ He was moaning like a slut for you when you finally started thrusting into him, his arms slowly giving in until his face rested against the mattress, his hips still up for you and it made you feel so good just seeing the way he's enjoying himself.
ꕤ With your confidence, the strength of your thrusts grew, rendering him to a moaning mess beneath that's unable to do anything but wail and rock back into you, his achingly hard cock leaking precum onto the covers beneath his body, but just as he was about to release, you pulled the strap out, his hands immediately spreading his cheeks, his hole gaping for you.
ꕤ "Nghh don't... so close," he begged, slender fingers dipping inside to imitate the previous fullness, but it wasn't enough to help him tumble over the edge.
ꕤ "You want it so bad, hm, Satoru?" You teased, your fingers gently gliding over his cock, which made him shudder and whine as he nodded. "Use your words, big boy," you encouraged and he nodded helplessly.
ꕤ "Yes, I do... please... f'ck me harder," he whined, his eyes slowly getting glassy from the torture of getting his orgasm ruined and having to beg for it. You weren't entirely done with him though.
ꕤ Laying onto the bed, you gave him an innocent smile and he immediately straddled your hips, the strap disappearing eagerly into his stretched hole as he started riding you, hips jerking and bouncing as he worked for his own orgasm.
ꕤ "Such a good boy," you praised and started palming his shaft in rhythm with his movements, making his body tense up and he helplessly bucked his hips into you. "That's it, cum for me," your sweet voice encouraged him as his cock painted your stomach and chest with his milky seed.
ꕤ Gojo almost collapsed into you from how intense his orgasm was, but you kept thrusting into him, not allowing him to stop yet. "Mhhh... s-slow down," he begged, the overstimulation taking a toll on him, but he didn't want the moment to stop either, eager to cum again for you.
ꕤ Only after his third orgasm did you stop, helping your lover off of you to hold him close. None of you cared for the cum that covered your body; right now you just needed to hold each other.
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☰ Nanami:
ꕤ Getting pegged honestly never really crossed Nanami's mind, not until you brought up that you'd like to try it one day if he would want it too.
ꕤ Ever since you two had this conversation, the thought crossed his mind daily, numerous times actually and he initially turned you down since it wasn't really something he thought he enjoyed.
ꕤ But more often than not, he caught himself growing hard at the thought of having you fuck him—even if it's just once, it won't hurt anyone to try it, right? If you both don't enjoy it, you can put it off as trial and error and not speak of it again.
ꕤ So it took you completely off guard when Nanami came home one day, wordlessly placing lube and a strap with a rather small dildo attached to the table, your confused eyes searching for his.
ꕤ "My rules, sweetheart. I go first and then you can do the same to me." He said in a monotone voice, indicating that whatever you want to do to him, he will do to you first, so you know what it feels like.
ꕤ So when the mood struck you both, Nanami had you sit on his face for a while until a curious finger started massaging your puckered hole until you moaned out that you wanted him to touch you there.
ꕤ Nanami, ever the gentleman made sure to use enough lube before he slid a finger in, your eyes only going wide when a second squeezed in, but the way his free hand was rubbing your clit immediately took your attention away.
ꕤ It didn't take long for you to come undone from this, the new sensation feeling overwhelmingly good and before you knew it, you had your lover on all fours, his cheeks burning pink from how vulnerable he felt in this position, but you didn't judge him.
ꕤ "You sure, Kento? We don't have to..." you asked again, but he shook his head. "You felt so good; I wonder if I will feel the same," he mumbled, curiosity killing the cat and you slid your index finger into his lubed-up hole.
ꕤ Feeling his muscles contract around you from the intrusion felt weird, but you made sure he's okay. "Light?" You asked in a soft voice and he physically relaxed, knowing you're taking this slow. "Green," he answered in a whisper.
ꕤ Only when you started curling two fingers into him, gently thrusting it, did it change "yellow." He groaned out, the sensation overwhelming him, but he started stroking his cock when you slowed down your movement until you heard the color green again.
ꕤ You remained like this until his legs started shaking, deep groans and puffs of air came from the man in front of you. "Red!" He suddenly jumped from your touch, but it was too late; his seed was already staining the satin sheets on the bed.
ꕤ You stifled a giggle when he started humping the air, desperate for any kind of touch, but the look on his face resembled shock. He never experienced such a sudden orgasm, unable to hold back and it made his head spin, needing a moment to calm down.
ꕤ Gently, you rested a hand on his thigh, caressing the soft skin. "It's okay, Kento... We can clean the sheets later. You want to take a bath?" You asked caring, but the man in front of you shook his head. Hunger was written over his face when his eyes met yours.
ꕤ "You haven't... pegged... me yet," he mumbled out, hesitating to say the word out loud, but you were surprised he even wanted more. "You want to keep going?" you asked just to make sure that you understood him and he nodded, slowly laying down on his back.
ꕤ "Can we do it like this? I want to see you." His voice sounded so vulnerable and you agreed, wanting to make this an intimate and loving moment, so you got between his thighs, bending them to his chest as the tip of the small strap pushed against his puckered hole.
ꕤ Nanami's skin was glistening and some stray strands of hair stuck to his forehead when his mouth formed an "o" and the most beautiful whimpered moan left his lips when you sank into him, his cock twitching against his abdomen.
ꕤ He didn't expect it to feel this good, pulling you down to kiss him as you slowly rocked into him, the waves of pleasure crashing against him like a tidal wave, and he got carried away as the second orgasm rippled through his body, his seed leaking out onto his abs and making a mess of the both of you.
ꕤ Neither of you wanted to move once he calmed down, the room filling with heavy breaths and sweet nothings as you enjoyed the proximity this position brought, but after what felt like an eternity, Nanami spoke up. "I think we both need a bath, love," he mumbled into your neck, his behind slowly growing sore from the unfamiliar stretch.
ꕤ As you kissed his forehead, you pulled the strap out, a blush on his face when he winced from the loss and it only proved your point that he needed to be taken care of right now. He allowed himself to be more vulnerable with you than ever and you wanted to show him just how much it means to you.
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☰ Toji:
ꕤ Toji loved anal, especially after he trained you so well, but his love for it is limited to other people, drawing the line at his own ass, which you were all too aware of given that he freaked out when you told him about your "if you'll fuck my ass, I'll fuck yours the same way" rule, which was quickly discarded the moment he made you beg to have your little hole filled.
ꕤ Losing a bet to you brought the topic up again, however. It was something dumb; you didn't even think you could win, but there you were now, an utterly speechless mountain of a man in front of you who slowly realized that his puckered hole was about to lose his virgin status to none other than his own girlfriend.
ꕤ "Ill go slow, I promise," you cooed almost mockingly, reciting his own words to him, but given the outcome of your first time, he knew you'd go everything but slow. "I don't need to be treated like some fragile bitch," he grunted back, hating the mockery, but he just dug his own grave.
ꕤ Your words were nothing but mockery at first, but now he pretty much begged for it, so you got one of your bigger toys out, which you attached to the strap and you could almost hear Toji gulp across the bedroom, his fight or flight instinct triggered
ꕤ "You know we don't have to do this? You can admit defeat and chicken out," you said sincere, not wanting to do anything against his will, but Toji glared at you with daggers in his eyes. "Im not a little bitch, so just get it over with," the man barked back at you and got undressed.
ꕤ "If you say so... at least let me know when you want to stop..." You mumbled softly, getting excited by the thought of Toji begging for mercy, which you would grant, but Toji would rather not be able to walk for days than to beg for you.
ꕤ You kissed along his spine until you reached the globes of his ass, gently spreading the lube with your fingers, but he scoffed. "Please, you don't need to prep me. I only did that so you wouldn't scream and cry like a pathetic slut," he hissed, and you knew his guard went up by the way he grew angry this quickly, but again, you didn't want to do anything against his will.
ꕤ "And you're sure you want to take me? Also, no prep? You asked again just to be sure, giving him one last chance to stop everything before it started, but Toji only rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Just fuck me already," he groaned out and clenched his jaw when you squirted a generous amount of lube onto your strap.
ꕤ Without further warning you gently pushed the tip of the strap against his tight hole and slowly watched it stretch open which made you smirk and grab onto his hair just like he did with you before thrusting the dildo all the way in
ꕤ A pained scream left Tojis lips, sounding more like a groan with the way you tilted his head backwards, his legs starting to shake “not so fun when you're the one getting fucked like that, hm?” You mused, enjoying your little payback but to your surprise he moaned in response
ꕤ You gave him a few seconds to recover from the initial shock but started thrusting hard just the way he did with you, his head pushed into the pillows beneath him where he helplessly moaned into them
ꕤ Only when you got the small fleshlight out to slide it over his length agonizingly slow he started to drool, babbling mindlessly about you'll pay for this but his helpless threat was your last concern - if he wanted to make you feel this good as well, who were you to complain?
ꕤ Once Toji’s legs started to tremble and his hips bucking into the fleshlight you stopped touching his pretty cock, a long whine of protest coming from your lover but it didn't last long
ꕤ The way you repeatedly rutted into him and massaged his prostate had him come undone just from that, his cum leaking onto the bed sheets as he groaned in pleasure beneath you
ꕤ You gave him time to calm down from this intense high only to reach for his cum smeared cock to gather some of his seed on your fingers. Effortlessly you picked his head up from the pillows with your free hand and held your cum covered fingers out
ꕤ “Lick them clean, bitch” you ordered and Toji tried moving away but the grip on his hair tightened, making him groan and you used that opportunity to shove your fingers into his mouth. “That's my good boy… Let's see how much more you can take until you beg for me to stop,” you mused as you enjoyed the high of reducing Toji Fushiguru to a moaning mess
ꕤ For this one time he would let you have it, let you make him your anal slut but you seemed to have forgotten your own rule…
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Networks: @enchantedforest-network @themovingcastlez
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livelaughlovesubs · 12 days
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Thinking about suffocating a boy who’s trying to eat me out/ gimme a bj cuz that’s so hot- WHO SAID THAT? IT WASNT ME
Dom!reader x sub!character!!!
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Hand stroking his hair with a gentleness he’s never seen before, scraping his scalp a little you are at it. His own hands clenched into fists, resting on his thighs because you didn’t allow him to touch you. Your adorable little pet’s kneeling between your legs, eagerly trying to please you. So eager that it almost makes up for how bad he is at his job.
Lewd sounds of slurping, sucking and licking fills the room. His pretty face wet with tears and your body fluids. And whenever his tongue accidentally rolls over a nice spot, you’d tug on his hair a little, causing him to twitch and whimper.
“Mhmm..NGhn..!! Hgnn, hmm- nnHHh!”
Sadly you won’t be able to know what he was saying, not when his mouth was busy with serving you. Though those kitten licks were getting boring, surely he can do better than that, right? So you just yanked on his hair, basically grinding against his face now. It hurts so bad! He can’t even breathe! Yet he keeps trying to put his mouth to use, all in hopes of satisfying you.
You were using him as you pleased until you finished. Watching his eyes widen as he tries to swallow everything you gave him. His hands trembled since he wanted to use them, but an order is an order. He just wants to be your good boy so bad~
Atsushi, Sigma, kazuha, Thoma, Xiao, Dan heng, Caelus, Giyuu, Rengoku, Choso, Nanami (pls it makes sense), rara, mammon, and your favourites <3
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entirelytoooobsessed · 6 months
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boys that eat you out like you're they're last meal,
who know all the places their tongue can reach that'll make you feel the very best.
who hold their hands obediently behind their back, wishing they could touch but wanting to be a good boy-when all they really want to do is pull you further over their face as they lap at your clit.
who whine against you as you tug on their hair, heart eyes still looking up at you, utterly in love.
who can feel themselves getting closer from your pleasured sighs and moans, wishing they could fist their cock for some stimulation but they're good and won't without your permission.
who melt when you look down at them and call them a good boy.
who can probably cum from eating you out alone, from your taste and your sinful mouth, from the way that you look at him, praising him for how good he makes you feel.
who can't get enough, he'd sit between your legs forever despite the ache in his jaw or the pain in his knees, none of that matters with his face buried between your thighs and his tongue deep inside of you and your dark gaze on him.
nanami, armin, gojo, geto, denji, yuuji, bachira, zenitsu, isagi, any of your faves<3
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bomertheshark · 6 months
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Riding
A Nanami Kento x top male reader
Short
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You can’t quite remember how you got to this point. The very man who you had been chasing for ages now was now bouncing up and down your cock in pure bliss… what the hell happened?
You had an infatuation with a man named Kento Nanami, he had been working at your firm for some time now. You met him when he was a new guy since you were the assistant of the guy who had to show him the ropes. You thought he was a nice enough person, not too talkative but still not timid. The only real conversation you had was at a company dinner. You had been sitting across from each other and decided to strike up a conversation with him. Through out the entire night you both talked about this and that as he drank, you never drank much so you decided that tonight was not the night to try and hold your own. You learned a lot about him that night since his lips had gotten loose from the alcohol, and you suppose that’s when it all started. You spent months after that trying to get him to date you. You weren’t shy about it either, you came out and just confessed of course he thought you were joking but that didn’t matter to you, you never stopped flirting with him. You would talk to him everyday going out of your way to have lunch with him and other things to try and court him.
“Listen I think you should stay for dinner, I know it’s a cliche you know, stay for dinner cause it’s raining and I’ll confess my love to you that whole thing. But I just think it’ll be safer and we spent a long time on this project and I think we could use a break, plus you already know I like you and I’m one hell of a cook. And it’s not like this overtime or anything. ” You said moving around your kitchen to start preparing for the meal. “I suppose it’s fine, just don’t try to get me to stay any later than that.” He said as a response while going to sit down at the island.
After making the dish and serving it you sat across from him and ate in silence. “Is there anything you’d like to drink while we eat? I have wine, beer, champagne, water and some soft drinks.” You said after swallowing a bite of your food. “Some wine would be nice, preferably red.” He said in response “yeah I have some Saldo… does that work?” “That’s perfectly acceptable.” You poured the both of you some Saldo albeit you have yourself less just so that you could keep a clear mind in your own home.
Time had passed and you had finished one bottle of the Zinfandel. You cleared the plates and put them in the dishwasher. You were thankful you hadn’t had that much to drink as it seemed that your counterpart was having a hard time being clear headed. He had gotten up to help with the dishes but had ended up leaning on you and rubbing his face into your neck. To say this was embarrassing was an understatement, not only was your coworker probably drunk but he also happened to be the very man you had been attracted to for months.
“Okay Nanami I’m sure you don’t have a very clear mind right now so why don’t you sleep it off on my couch, I’ll make sure you’re on your way after you’ve sobered up.” You say to him trying to pull his arms off of you and start walking to the couch. He obviously didn’t like this idea as he whined a cling onto you tighter. Once you managed to get him on the couch you were turning to walk away and get the blanket that had fallen off in the process when he had grabbed you and you fell on top of him, he obviously enjoyed the position as he keened and started to wrap his arms around your head. This was a very compromising position for you, you could feel yourself start to get hard and flush. “Look Nanami we are coworkers and while yes I do really like you I don’t think it’s appropriate for me to do this when you are intoxicated.” You managed to get out of his grip as he whined and stood up. You have him the blanket and as soon as he got situated he fell asleep.
You finished the dishes and decided to go ahead and go to bed since Kento was already asleep for the night. You fell asleep pretty quick since you were exhausted from the work and trying to deal with Nanami.
You were having the strangest dream when you woke up to a weird feeling. It felt like someone was in your room, you looked at the clock to see it was 4 o’clock in the morning. Rubbing the sleep out of your eyes you looked around to see Nanami standing near your bed, in confusion and a bit of fear you asked “what are you doing in here Nanami? Did you want to go home now? I can get up and take you if you really want to leave.” He didn’t respond just getting closer to the bed. “Nanami..? Nanami you’re freaking me out a little I can’t see you that well.” At this point he was now at the foot of your bed, you couldn’t see his face but you knew it was him, why wasn’t he wearing any pants…? “Kento are you alright?” He got on your bed, starting to crawl towards you as you backed up. “Are you still drunk Kento? You’re freaking me out man talk to me.” He was now straddling you peering down at you, you had put your hands on his thighs to stabilize him, when he started to grind on you you knew something was weird.
All of that led to now. Where the man who you had been chasing for months was now on top of you riding you like his life depended on it. With every rock of his body he gasped at how deep you reached. This was your third round and it was already day break. The both of you were sweating and panting, the pleasure that coursed through your veins spurred you on and you continued letting him ride you as he used your chest to stabilize himself. The view was impeccable. You couldn’t believe that you were experiencing this with the very man who you wanted to spend all of your time with. All of it was perfect just like him.
You were really hoping that this meant he would finally take you seriously and let you indulge yourself in loving him with every fiber of your being. But for now you focus on the time you have with him and not the fact that today is a work day.
I really hope you guys like this 😭
I’m sorry it took so long to post!
P.S Saldo is my favorite red wine 🫶
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bbodiless · 1 month
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content. pussy eating, slight dubcon (?), !gentle dom nanami, !fem reader
nanami is such a eater.
like he'll just be resting while laying on your chest, his face pressed against your chest comfortably, and then suddenly... his fingers are playing with the waistband of your shorts.
sometimes you wonder how you even got into this situation of letting him eat you out almost every fucking day but he just happens to love the taste of your sweet nectar.
his fingers will inch down your shorts while you innocently play on your phone or type away on your laptop; you'll have no idea he's even doing it until you feel the cool breeze of the fan hitting your inner thighs.
he'll be face first in your thighs, eating your pussy like a starved man—licking and sucking your clit, tongue fucking you like it's giving him pleasure. but oh wait, it is. see, he genuinely doesn't get REAL pleasure, more like... satisfaction.
he loves hearing those sweet mewls and cries as his tongue penetrates your tight hole, or the way your thighs shake when you're so, so close to cumming. sometimes, you'll attempt to push him away before it even happens though.
you just can't be bothered sometimes but he's telling you how you're his woman and he needs to please you, how he needs to worship your most intimate parts. and somehow, you always find yourself in this predicament.
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akumakosuke · 3 months
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T.w: Subbot Amab Kento Nanami x Topdom Amab reader. Breeding kink, overstimulation, size kink (kinda), multiple orgasms, creampie, praise, degradation, cock warming, feminization (calling Kento's hole a pussy), fluffy aftercare.
P.s this has been in my drafts forever!! I completely forgot about it until someone reminded me!
I'm actually going feral right now.
I watched the new episode of JJK last night and good lord MAPPA fed me a full course meal drinks included.
Did you see my husband's looking all sexy and oh so fucking breedable?
I'm writing a separate post for Toji, someone sent me a request for breeding Sugar baby Toji and I'm working on it, this is all about my love, my darling, my glorious Nanami Kento. (I still have the Toji one in the works)
Like most men I crave I literally want to marry Nanami and make him my house husband.
I want to just keep him at home (full of my cum) and take care of him, provide for him mind, body and spirit. I want to make him feel safe, loved, cared for, appreciated, needed and genuinely wanted.
I want to come home from a long ass day of running a huge company, completely exhausted and wanting nothing more than my big strong man in my arms.
I would open the door and immediately be woken up by the most amazing smelling dinner and most importantly a fresh loaf of Kento's favourite thing ever, bread.
I would feel all the tension, anger and tiredness melt away as I closed the door, finally got to take off my shoes and coat.
I would place my bag down and when I look up it would be as if God themselves came down to this meaningless float rock we call Earth and blessed me, a nobody with an Angel of my own.
He would stand there in all his glory, his broad shoulders that seem to relax in my presence, those huge pecs that always seem to fit perfectly in my hands, that slim waist that I know for a fact is still bruised from last night, those muscular thighs that could definitely crush my skull, those veiny hands that used to be so dangerous, he hated that, hold me with such gentle touches.
I would smile and he would try not to, as usual keeping up with his ‘i'm always serious because I'm mature’ act that he puts on as a facade, he and I both know he's just a big softie that genuinely cares about his friends and will do anything to protect them.
I would say something cheesy like “Honey I'm home.” with a smirk because I know he hates those dumb romantic comedies.
His smile would instantly fade and he would roll his eyes and mumble “Idiot.” and walk away.
I would laugh and follow him inside, then with a teasing tone say something like “You're supposed to say ‘Welcome back Dear.’ and then kiss me.”
He would ignore me as usual and change the subject “Go wash your hands they're filthy and I baked a new type of bread, the lady at the bakery gave me the recipe.”
I would come out of the bathroom with freshly washed hands and take a seat at the dinner table and say something like “Yeah, smells good hun.”
He would hum in acknowledgement he's listening and bring over the delicious food he cooked and his new bread then place them on the table.
Then he would stand over me with his hands on his hips causing me to -on not normally casual settings- look up at him in confusion.
He would then place an arm on my chair and turn it, making me fully face him and I would happily admire the view.
He's wearing grey sweatpants and a black swear shirt with that cute pink apron I bought him that says kiss the cook.
I would smirk knowing he only wore that because his normal plain black aprons mysteriously disappeared when the pink one showed up.
He would then tangle his thick hands in my hair, suddenly tugging on it and making me groan in pain, the action immediately makes blood rush to my dick.
He would force me to look up at him and with that ever so stern expression say something fucking hot like “Now that you've washed your hands, didn't you read the apron?”
Then he would give me no time to respond as he leans forward and roughly captures my lips in a heated kiss.
I would easily give in and let him do what he wants, this always happens. In the beginning Kento takes charge, he knows exactly what to do to get me hard enough to fuck his pretty brain dumb.
Kento is a smart man, he knows how to get what he wants. He knows what he's doing when he straddle my lap.
Those thick thighs would flex around mine, squeezing me as his crotch 'accidently' grinds against mine.
He would tighten his grip on my hair, bringing his other arm around my shoulders and deepen the kiss, mumbling a fake apology, as if he doesn't want me to fuck him.
My hands would instinctively find his waist, I would say something like “Don't apologize love, take responsibility Kento.” then I would squeeze his waist and grind his plump ass on my fully hard dick.
He would moan and kiss me deeper, then he would start to roll his hips without my help. The friction from the fabric against our hard length sends shocks of pleasure through our entire bodies but it's not enough.
Then while Kento would be kissing me, his hand around my shoulder would travel down my chest and tug at my belt. Kento would let out a needy and frustrated grunt when my belt doesn't come off instantly.
He's not fucked out enough to be whining in desperation, no I'll have to work hard and drain those beautiful sounds out of him.
One of my hands would quickly travel to my belt, undoing it with ease. Then I would undo his belt, neither of us breaking the ruthless kiss or grinding.
We would unzip each others pants and I would easily lift both of our weights and slip my pants and boxers off, Kento would stand and take off his pants and boxers.
We would groan into the kiss as the cold air of our house brushes against both our erections, both our lengths hard already leaking bits of precum.
Both of us are still sensitive from last night/ this morning but we can't get enough of each other, it's like a drug it turned into an addiction..
It's not just fucking, it's the intimate act of sex, exposing yourself, allowing yourself to be vulnerable and connect on a level more than just our bodies.
He would straddle my lap again and his hand would waste no time and start pumping our lengths against each other.
The only sounds would be our aggressive kiss and the slick sound of Kento fisting both our lengths together with the aid of our pre.
My hands would dig into his fleshy ships, god the muscle will feel hard like marble but his skin would be soft like a fucking cloud.
He would moan into the sloppy, open mouth kiss and I would devour each and every honey dipped noise that falls out of his pretty little mouth.
My huge dick would be throbbing against his, his own length is an impressive 7 inches mine about 3 inches bigger.
It's not a big difference but my baby Kento is a big boy, I would just be a bit bigger but strong enough to pick him up and fuck him till he can't walk anymore.
Then Kento would lift himself off my hips and align my dick with his already prepped hole, then he would waste no time and slam himself back down on my entire length.
Fuck, his hands would instinctively latch onto my hair for some stability, loud moans and pretty whimpers would fall out of his mouth like a waterfall straight from heaven.
My hard length would twitch in pure bliss, surrounded by his soft, velvety walls, sucking me in and holding me hostage with a vice like grip, no matter how many times we fuck he's still as tight as a fucking virgin.
My tip would be poking and prodding at Kento's prostate dead on causing him to cum just from impaling himself on my dick.
Kento's thighs would flex around mine, his hole would tighten and he would pull my hair back, detaching from my lips just for his jaw to go slack and his toes curl as thick ropes of cum spurt out of his red rip, onto both our chests.
Kento would have a fucked out expression, his brain already fuzzy from cumming just once, his eyes would glaze over with tears, he's always been a cryer during sex, not that I'm complaining fuck I love it when he cries.
Kento doesn't cry about anything, he hates crying, the only time he cries is when he's too fucked out to think straight.
The pride of a cumming, crying Kento would straight to my dick as my grip on his hips tighten, bringing him back to reality.
Kento's vision would start to focus on me and he would see a devious smile, to anyone it would look sweet, loving almost but Kento knows it's anything but.
“Did you just cum?” I would ask in a mocking tone, bucking my hips up suddenly sending shocks of pleasure through Kento's body as more pathetic ropes of cum would spurt out from his still hard dick.
He would moan and try to shake his head, his grip on my hair would loosen and his hands would drop to my shoulders, fat tears would stream down his face as he would attempt to apologize “N–No! Fuc-k ’m s-sorry! Sorry~ AHH ah~ nghh~ s-sorr– ah ah ah– sorry.. ’m sorry~ ngh~”
He would mumble out his thoughtless apology, leaning down and kissing my neck, sucking, licking and biting as an attempt to make up for his transgressions.
I would scoff knowing his apology means nothing and let him keep mouthing at my neck, I would ignore my aching dick, it feels like my dick is gonna melt, it's so good.
I would lean in a pepper Kento's neck with gentle kisses, giving him a false sense that i'm not going to punish him then I would say something reassuring like “It's okay love, you don't have to apologize.”
He would continue sobbing and marking my neck, switching to 'thank you's' instead of 'sorry', his eyes would widen when he feels my smirk against his neck and my hands lifting his hips, slowly pulling out my dick inch by inch making him whine.
I would press my lips just below his ear and whisper “Just be a good husband and take your punishment~.” then without warning slam him back down on my length making both of us moan.
Kento would let out a high pitch moan, his body slumping forward, his head resting against my shoulder, his fingers tangling in my hair as tears streaming down his pretty face, his toes curling as incoherent and broken moans fall out of his mouth as I lift him up and slam him back down on my length over and over again.
I would groan as his hole suck's my entire length in every time I pull out till just the tip and slam him back, his warm, wet gummy walls would fit my entire length perfectly, the perfect cock sleeve and he's all mine.
That very thought would make me go crazy as I tighten my grip on his hips and slam him down once more, my tip prodding his prostrate dead on making his head fall back as his jaw falls slack and a strangled moan tries to escape his lips but no sound comes out. Fucking glorious.
“Fuck– such a good slut- taking all of me without complaining, such a whore, my whore~.” I would groan out, rutting my hips upwards so the tip of my cock massages Kentos prostrate, making his brain completely switch off.
“AH~! FUCK- NGH~ MMMHM~ C-CAN'T~! T-too mUch~! S-So gooood~! Ah~ FUCK- P-please~! Wanna CUM! P-PLEASE GOD! LeMme cUm~! WAnNa cuM~ PLEASE SIR~! F-fill me up~! FUCK PLEASE FILL ME UP~!” Kento would mindlessly whine, desperately pleading for release, his large hands clawing at my back as he rock his hips against mine, trying to push himself over the edge but because I'm a cruel bastard I wouldn't let him cum so easily, especially after he came the first time without permission.
Besides cock sleeves don't get to make requests, even if he did ask nicely.
I would snicker, looking at his flushed, desperate fucked out face, eyes rolling to the back of his head, face flushed dark shades of red, sweat glistening across his beautifully bruised skin, his mouth moving spilling an endless stream of pleas for release.
He would be too fucked out to notice one of my hands leaving his hips, only registering the movement when my big, rough hand takes ahold of his leaking shaft, the calloused feeling of my hand on his rock hard, oversensitive dick would send a jolt of electricity down his spine and his eyes with snap open.
He would have cum right then and there if it weren't for the fact my hand is squeezing the base of his dick, hard, making it impossible to actually cum but that doesn't dampen the sheer shocks of pleasure from racking his brain, causing a pathetic whimper as his dick twitches and he has a brain melting dry orgasm.
“Ah~ fuck! Look at you! You're squeezing my dick so fucking tight! Mhm~ good fucking boy! So desperate to milk my cock dry huh? Fuck~! You want it? You want my seed deep inside you-? Fuck, gonna be my cum dump? Yeah, yeah you're my fucking cum dump~! M’ gonna breed you full~! Gonna let daddy take care of you hmm? Let me fuck my cum so deep in that tight pussy~? Imagine how fucking good you'd look stuffed full of my cum~! Gonna get you fucking pregnant~ Stuff you full and plug you up so none of my cum gets wasted~! Ah~ yes-! Fuck fuck fuck~! So good~ So fucking good for me Kento~! Want me to fill you up~? THEN TAKE IT-!”
I would moan out as his hole spasms around my dick, like he actively trying to milk me for everything I'm worth and who am I to deny my glorious husband's request. I would feel my dick twitching, the white hot coil in my stomach ready to burst.
I would wrap my hands around his waist picking him up so just the tip of my dick is still inside his velvety walls before slamming him back down, shoving my entire length inside his perfect pussy, my dick twitching in pure bliss as ropes of sticky cum paint his insides white, spitting ropes of hot cum so deep inside him.
I would be mercifully and release his dick, pathetic ropes of hot, white and clear cum dripping down his softening dick as a powerful orgasm leaves him completely limp in my lap, my throbbing dick still nestled deep within him.
He would nuzzle his face against my neck, tears streaming down his face, his legs shaking as he wraps his arms around me, trying to ground himself as he babbles out a multitude of 'thank yous', still trying to catch his breath as sweat drips down his body.
I would wrap my hands around his trembling frame, fingers delicately tracing the bruises on his hips, my face also nuzzled against his neck as I place soft kisses against his burning skin, slowly bringing him out of the clouds while whispering how good he was, how perfect he is and how lucky I am to have him.
We would sit like that for a while, my soft dick buried deep inside his abused hole, wrapped in each other's arms, softly muttering praises to each other as we got out breathing under control and came down from our highs.
“You did so well my love, so good for me. Let's get you cleaned up, yeah?” I would suggest after we've been sitting there for about half an hour, he would have stopped trembling and gotten comfortable, slumped against me while he cock warms me.
He would tiredly nod, not having any strength to speak and I would put my hands under his thighs, slowly lifting him off my soft cock, he would groan at the feeling of my dick leaving his tight hole, my cum leaking out and dripping down his thighs.
I would get up and pick him up, his legs wrapping around my waist and his hands wrapped around my neck, his head resting on my shoulder as I carried him to the bathroom, still muttering soft praises in his ear.
We would get to the bathroom and I would put him down on the toilet seat, being gentle as I do so because I know hes sore, he would hiss as the cold lid of the toilet seat touches his bare ass but the cold feeling would be welcomed.
I would quickly start filling the tub with warm water, getting some bubbles and rose petals to make it even better because Kento deserves it.
Once the tub is full I would gently pick up Kento and deposit him in the tub, his no doubt exhausted body immediately sinking into the warm water, letting it loosen all his muscles.
I wouldn't smile as I get in behind him, putting both my legs on either side of his waist as he rests his back against my chest, my arms wrapping around his chest as I hold him close, once again muttering small praises into his ear.
Kentos body would go completely limp in the warm water, resting his head back against my shoulder, his eyes closed as he relaxes in my hold and lets me take care of him after fucking his brains out.
After a few minutes of simply soaking in the water and basking in each others presence I would start washing him, then wash his hair and gently finger all my cum out of his puffy hole, making sure not to overstimulate him too much.
Once we're both done bathing I would once again carry him to our room and gently lay him on the bed as I grab out matching pajamas.
Once we're both changed I'd climb into bed with him, our automatic position would be us spooning, me being the big spoon with my arm wrapped around his waist, holding his back flush against my chest as he curls up against me.
“You were such a good boy today Kento, you did so well. You deserve to rest now, Darling. I love you baby, get some sleep.” I would whisper in his ear, my voice filled with genuine love and admiration as I kiss the back of his neck, resulting in a pleased sigh from Kento.
“Mhm, I love you too daddy~ Goodnight.” he would mumble as he yawns, closing his eyes as he drifts off to sleep, his mind having been fucked free of any thoughts then slowly brought back down leaving him completely and utterly satisfied.
We would sleep soundly in each other's arms, knowing only safety and comfort in each other's embrace. I would fall asleep with a smile on my face, knowing I have my soulmate wrapped in my arms.
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ghost-mp4 · 1 year
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nanami may not be much of a talker generally speaking, but my god is he good at communication. the minute he feels like something is off with you, he's asking you if something is wrong, if there's something he can do to help. if you do something that upsets him, or vice versa, he's so quick to clear it up. he sees no point in causing confusion by not talking things out.
and the same applies to when the two of you fuck. it's like any filter he previously had goes out the window and it's all he can do to keep from saying every thought that comes into his head. his words are a constant litany of "fuck, you feel so good, so, so good, baby." other times he begs, a light whine accompanying the usual low growl in his voice, "just like that, please, pleasepleaseplease, it feels so good."
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chaepink · 6 months
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DAY 31: A HOUSEHUSBAND'S DUTY | RIMMING
after coming home from a hard day at work, your househusband surprises you by wearing a maid outfit. though he's annoyed that you're late so how about you bend him over the kitchen counter and eat him out to make up for it?
⋆ ࣪. ❤︎ PAIRING ⸻ househusband!nanami kento x reader
⋆ ࣪. ❤︎ WARNINGS ⸻ dom!gn!reader, nanami in a maid dress, rimming, alternate universe, teasing, pet names, kitchen sex, fingering (m receiving), anal play, praise, edging
⋆ ࣪. ❤︎ WORDS ⸻ 2k words
KINKTOBER EVENT
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Weight gets lifted off your shoulder the moment you walk into your place, the delicious scent of dinner hitting your nose and making you let out a hum. You immediately recognize it as your favorite meal.
Even since you and Nanami chose to get away from the magical world together and start someplace new, its been the best choice you two have made ever since. Nanami had offered to stay at home and take care of the shared house as you work and support the two of you. And lets just say that his cooking is some of the best you've ever tasted.
You quickly take off your jacket and shoes to make your way to the kitchen where the smell is coming from and a smile appears on your face at the thought of seeing your husband after such a long day at work. You had stayed at work for an hour and a half longer than usual due to technical difficulties and traffic but after getting through it all, you hurried back home to see your darling.
Though when you turn the corner into the kitchen, you stop in your tracks, your eyes immediately widening at the sight: Nanami is wearing a fucking maid dress.
"You're late." He mumbles without looking at you but you can still just barely see his flushed face. You rapidly blink to make sure you're not seeing it wrong as your breath is caught in your throat, your eyes roaming the back of his figure. The frilly black and white dress adorned with lace seems a couple sizes too small for him, the material tight against his skin and hugging him in all the right places. The short dress stops a little below his ass, barely covering the plump skin and sure to rise up if he bends down (or over). Black puffy sleeves adorn the dress and add to the overall cuteness of it.
The thought of dinner has left your mind the second you stepped into the kitchen and something else has taken your attention instead.
"Are you... wearing a maid dress for me, Nanami?" Though the answer is obvious, he doesn't answer your question and instead lets out a huff. You suddenly realize he's annoyed at your late timing and you chuckle.
You walk towards him and wrap your arms around his chest, playing with the adorable lace and buttons on the front. "Sorry for being late today. There were some difficulties at work, you know? Though you in a maid dress certainly takes my mind off that." He still refuses to look at you. You sigh at his pettiness as your hands slowly trail down his down, feeling his defined body under the thin material of the dress. They make their way down his exposed thighs and squeeze them, relishing in the way Nanami freezes and stops adding ingredients to the pot.
"Could I make it up to you, baby?" You tilt your head sideways to take a view at the flushed face behind his glasses and you grin when he finally glances at you with a hint of neediness in his eyes.
You can't help but go under the maid dress and grope his ass, loving the way Nanami lets out a gasp that turns into a small moan.
"Turn around for me." Nanami slowly does and avoids your eye contact and how the look in your eyes screams 'i just want to rip it off.' The buttons on the front seem almost as if they're about to pop off due to the size of Nanami's chest in the dress but it just looks so good like that. Now that he's facing you, you can finally see him in all his glory. Especially the bulge against his skirt that Nanami just prays in his head that you don't see or pay attention to.
"Already hard, hm?" You laugh at the way Nanami covers his face and groans. Seeing a 6 foot man who just looks so serious and stern all the time dressed in a little maid dress outfit—while its something you never would have expected—has your mouth watering. "Don't worry," you say, getting closer to him. Your body presses against his and you harshly grab his chin to look at you.
"I think it's rather cute." You begin to feel him grind his bulge against you and you quickly pull away from his body, making Nanami reach out to grab you but you slap his hands away, shaking your head. "No touching."
Leading him to a nearby free counter after turning the stove off, your hands begin to roam his body even more. Your rough groping and squeezing leaves Nanami breathless and hot underneath the outfit.
"All this for me? You sure do love spoiling me, honey." He lets out a grunt when you turn him around and push his body on top of the cold surface of the counter, his nipples immediately hardening. His face is pressed against the surface as his breaths become ragged.
"H-Hurry up, [name]." You chuckle at his eagerness. Though your husband is usually always quiet, stern, and serious, you love it when he becomes needy around you and when he surprises you with stuff like this.
The maid dress rises up his ass, giving you a full view of his ass as well as the pair of white lacy panties he's wearing.
"Holy shit."
Though you didn't prepare for the panties, you're certainly not complaining. A hand goes to the hem and lifts it off his skin before letting it snap against his hip. Nanami lets out a whimper at the feeling and your rough touches.
"I never thought you would look this good in a maid dress. I definitely should've asked you to wear one ages ago." You let out a small chuckle. Nanami turns his head to say something back, probably a sarcastic retort, but a squeeze of his ass again shuts him right up.
You pull down his panties to reveal a butt plug in his hole. Surprise after surprise leaves you eager to ruin him even more but a little teasing never hurts anyone.
"Already prepped, hm?" He quickly nods.
Nanami shivers when he feels your fingers grip the plug, slowly pulling it out at such an agonizing pace. When it's halfway out, you push it back in, making him let out a moan, his back slightly arched at the feeling. You keep doing it for a while and Nanami quickly becomes impatient.
"J-Just take it out already." He glares at you but the glare lacks any real threat. After all, you're the one in control and he doesn't look very threatening when he's bent over a counter in a maid dress with a butt plug in him. Nanami realizes that quickly and looks away.
You tsk at his bratty behavior. "I don't think you're in the position to be giving me commands, darling. Not when you're the one about to get your ass eaten too." Nanami chokes on his spit at your blunt words.
However, you decide that you've done enough teasing and pull the plug out of his hole, leaving him to squeeze around nothing and left feeling empty.
But the empty feeling leaves and the feeling of being full returns when you shove two fingers in him and immediately curl them, hitting the spot in him that makes pre cum splurt out of his hardened dick and onto the floor. You feel him grind against your fingers in fervor and you add another finger, stretching him out even more than the plug did. You still feel the lube he used meaning he must've prepped himself only a couple hours ago.
"S-Shit ngh g-go deeper..." You plunge your fingers deeper into him. His glasses fog up from his heavy breathing as your movements quickly make him fall apart in front of you. But before he could warn you that he's about to cum, you take your fingers out.
He groans in displeasure at you and you just smile. "I can't just be fingering you the entire time, can I?" You get on your knees and leave a teasing kiss on his cheeks. You give his ass a light slap before spreading them apart, revealing his twitching hole to you, making Nanami's dick twitch. "Though I'm sure you would still enjoy it."
He feels your intense gaze on his behind and his face flushes as he grumbles at you. "Q-Quit staring and get on with it." You roll your eyes. "So eager," you mumble under your breath.
Nanami practically melts against the counter when he feels your tongue begin to circle his rim, a groan bubbling out of his throat. You notice his knuckles begin to turn white from how hard he gripping the shelf above him.
Your tongue teases him as it continues to circle the outside before catching him off guard and pushing your tongue inside. It goes in easily due to the plug and your fingering earlier and Nanami lets out a high pitched whimper that certainly doesn't fit his appearance.
"O-Oh God..."
You hum at the taste of him and as your tongue goes deeper inside him, you feel Nanami slowly grind against it, eager for more. The harsh grip your hands have on his ass will surely leave red nail marks on his ass afterward but you've learned that Nanami is a fan of the marks you leave on his body and sometimes even begs you to leave them.
Now that the pleasure finally got to his head, he's gone rather quiet and isn't talking as much, only the sound of his groans and whimpers filling the room. The lewd, sinful wet sounds of your tongue in his ass makes his mind go mushy. It's so dirty but the thought only makes him grind against you even more. He feels his legs begin to shake and he could only let out a cry when one of your hands goes to his hardened dick and begin to pump it. His pre cum leaks out of his dick and onto the floor, making a mess on it.
The pleasure from your tongue and your hand on his dick makes his back arch as he subconsciously pushes his ass up in the air. The kitchen quickly feels too hot as your clothes cling to your skin. Your hands speed up on his dick, wanting to quickly bring Nanami to his release. Your hands bunch the material of his maid dress up his back as your hands grip his hips to push him closer to your face.
When your tongue hits a spot in him that makes his eyes roll and toes curl, Nanami doesn't have enough time to tell you that he's about to cum as his release hits him like a tidal wave, a loud moan erupting from his throat.
Nanami slumps against the kitchen counter as his orgasm sends shocks up his spine and his dick makes a mess underneath him and on the cabinet in front of him. Some end up on his skirt and you can't help but think how sinful Nanami looks with his dick out, maid dress wrinkled and soiled, and cum underneath him.
His breaths are ragged as he tries to recompose himself from his intense orgasm. His half-lidded, hazy gaze turns to meet yours when you stand back up. He sends you a half-glare half-pout look with his face full on red when you choose to lick your lips at him, grinning at his state.
Your hands suddenly make their way up his body and when you bend over to murmur in his ear the warm feeling of your breath sends shivers up his spine. "Shall we take this upstairs?" Without wasting a second to think about the dinner that needs to be made, Nanami nods.
It's safe to say that dinner was long forgotten but who cares when you have an appetite for entirely something else.
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note: day 31! ugh it went so fast and now my first kinktober is over already :') happy halloween to those who celebrate it!
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domain-expand-me · 3 months
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Imagine
Being Nanami's office superior and taking blame for his mistakes, so he thanks you.
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Imagine meeting Nanami when he had left the sorcerer world, when he was trying to gain a normal job and be a normal person. You've worked at the company for a few years before he showed up, and you were ordered to get him up to speed.
Imagine being kinda charmed by his down to business personality, and how much he hated overtime. But he would always stay back with you when you did overtime. At first you thought it was because he wanted to get on the boss's good graces, but then you caught him staring just a few too many times, and things started making sense.
Imagine how you'd start giving him hints, lingering touches or standing just a bit too close. Imagine standing in a full elevator, your back pressed against his front, rubbing your ass against his growing erection. But before anything more could happen, the elevator opens and people step out, you winking over your shoulder as Nanami is left there blushing.
Imagine one day he has messed up his reports enough that the boss is fuming, but instead of letting him take it out on Nanami, you take the blame. Later that night when you stay at the office to work on the report, Nanami shows up, wanting to thank you and help you out.
You give him a tired smile, and being sleep deprived your mouth doesn't follow your Brain. Before you know it, you've told him the only thing that could help would be some head, in a joking manner. But to your surprise, Nanami drops to his knees and shimmies down under your desk, large hands easily undoing your belt and sliding it down.
If you have a pussy, he shucks your legs up enough to get his tongue nice and deep within you, switching between paying attention to your cunt before moving to type clit. Your back arches as you gasp, digging your fingers into his blonde hair as he feasts upon you, giving it his all as if it's his lifes only purpose.
If you have a dick, he'd worship the base and length first, tracing veins with his tongue before finally taking it into his mouth. He pushes past his gag reflex, swallowing you down and gagging on you, but he slurps up his drool and spittle, jerking what he can't fit in his mouth as he massages your balls with his other hand.
With a hand in his hair, you somehow get back to work, though very lackluster as his mouth feels so good on you, working you close to the edge before Nanami pulls back. He lets you calm down from the edge before he's on you again, wanting to draw it out.
It stays like this until you've finished the report, when Nanami finally gives it his all, using his mouth and hands to make you come, coating his tongue in your fluids as he gulps it down, his hair a complete mess from all your pulling, and eyes glassy in the best way.
Imagine how after he licks or sucks you through the orgasm, he pulls off with a wet slick noise and shuffles to his feet. His bulge is large and noticeable, but before he can shuffle away you push him to sit on your desk, rolling your desk chair to sit between his legs.
Imagine how he shudders when you go to return the favour, undoing his belt with quick hands and working them down his thighs. Nanami clamps a hand over his mouth to keep his noises down as you free him from the confinements of his pants, ready to make him see stars.
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whorechives · 4 months
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say what you want, but nanami doesn't usually initiate sex. it's not that he doesn't want to, he just can't—he doesn't know how. normally, he'll just go with the flow, letting you take the lead. he actually prefers it that way. after a long day's work, being spoiled by you is his favorite way to destress.
poor nanami hates thinking about work when he's off duty. why not help him take his mind off it for a bit? fuck him until all he can think about it you and how you're making him feel.
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YIPPIE. Ok first idea as 🗣anon
Stoic Business men. (I imagine Nanami, Shiu and perhaps even Kusakabe…smth about him gives off that vibe..probably the way he dresses) those fine tall beefy men that probably tower everyone around them (Nanami is 6’5, i cant find Kusakabe height but if I had to guess probably around nanamis height) stressed out men who once he gets home is immediately on the bed begging to be fucked till he cant think and is just babbling about every nasty thought in their empty heads that they normally would never say…
Also Kusakabe Eats lollipops because he’s trying to find alternatives then smoking and in almost every scene he’s in he has a lolipop so…..do u get it…
rubs hands together like a fly, we’re gonna get along you and me
cw : sub!nanami, dom!male!reader, anal play, dirty talking, a bit of cock stepping.
the working life was hard, tiring even. and kento often wondered how much more he could last living that way, if it wasn’t for you. you who weren’t even his proper lover, his official boyfriend. you who were more of his guilty pleasure. his little treat from a long week of torture. usually he came over to you on Fridays, to get the stress fucked out of him. but today must’ve been an exception.
it was only Tuesday and there he was, at your front door waiting for you to open. he didn’t even know if you were home or not but he had to try. you opened the door with nothing but a simple t-shirt and shorts, hair all messy and a tired look on your face. you raised an eyebrow at the sight of him ; he looked rough, as if someone completely drained the life out of him. some strands of hair covered his forehead in contrast to his usual slicked hairstyle, his tie was loose and his jacket not even properly worn.
“are you okay Kento ?” you asked, not letting him come in yet. he sighed and kept his eyes on the ground.
“do I look okay to you ?” he took a step closer, his breathing pattern slowly increasing. “can you let me come in ? please..?” his tone was softer than ever, almost like a whisper and you’d be a fool not to comply to his words. he looked up and down at your figure, if he had no manners he would be ripping your clothes and get fucked raw in the corridor.
however, Kento slowly walks inside your apartment that he knows so well, and stands completely still in front of you, probably too embarrassed to talk. you sit down on the couch, a flopping sound echoing in the room as you observe him from there. he continues to stare, bulge visible in his pants as he tried not to act like a complete slut. “why are you here Kento ? missed me ?” you say calmly.
he stays quiet for a moment before finally taking a few steps toward the couch. “I needed you.” he says softly. you furrow your eyebrows and try to hide your smile. it was unlike him to express his wants that clearly. “so badly.” he continues.
at your surprise, he kneeled down in the space between your legs, and looked up at you. you could almost see a frown on his face, his cheeks visibly heating up from the situation. you tried your hardest to stay composed, this huge mass of a man was completely offering himself to you, at your mercy and command. “can you help me ?” Kento whispered.
you passed a hand through his hair then went down to rub his cheek, he leaned into the touch and breathed softly. “tell me what you want me to do.” you say calmly, your heel massaging his hard crotch.
“I need you to fuck me, y/n.” he whispers, closing his eyes from the soft caress of your hand. kento instinctively parted his lips and you took the opportunity to slide a thumb inside his mouth. he sucked on it gently, quiet pants coming out of his throat. “fuck..” he swore under his breath as he felt the pressure from your heel on his cock. “I missed you.. s’much..”
“poor baby.” you coo. “wanna go to the bedroom ?”
obviously you ended up giving him what he wanted most without refutation and there he was ; bent over your mattress completely naked, ass bouncing at each and every thrust you gave him. your pace was fast and harsh, almost hateful but he could take it. at least he said he could.
while your cock worked inside his hole, Kento felt chattier than usual and kept on babbling praises for your efforts. “so good, so good, so good..” kept coming out like a chant. your grip on his waist was firm, giving his well built hips a few squeezes. he wasn’t even present at the moment, his mind completely blank as his primal instincts took over, arching his back more and more to feel you deeper inside him.
deeper, that’s what he kept saying over and over, drool coming out of his mouth and spilling all over on your pillow. he came multiple times already but it wasn’t enough, he needed more. “fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me..” he whispered. you pulled out of his hole and took a second to breathe. he protested, his ass now feeling emptier than ever, until you flipped him over on his back and what a sight it was.
Kento looked completely stupid, red flush spread all over his face and dried tears sitting on the corner of his eyes. he looked up at you, hot hands resting on the side of your waist, and showed a faint smile. you leaned down and kissed him, something you usually never did on your usual Fridays sex sessions. “Kento.. my sweet baby.” you laughed.
he turned his face to the side until you grabbed his chin to make him face you. “don’t look away from me.” you cooed while bending his legs on his chest. your mouth automatically glueing itself to his, he panted and moaned loudly as you went back inside and for him, it felt even deeper and better. he sunk his nails on your back, making you hiss at the pain, and you responded by only fucking him faster. your face found it’s place in the crook of his neck, and you whispered close to his ear. “you’re perfect baby.”
and at that, Kento could only respond with a whimper, “I should visit more often.” he thought.
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