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arminsumi · 7 months

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OFFICE PLAYTIME

↳ NANAMI ななみ + fem!reader

"...I think you deserve a raise..."

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Summary : Nanami and his secretary... doing "work" in his office.

Warnings : 🔞 minors do not interact/read : smut/explicit content : daddy kink, unprotected sex, public setting (office sex), secretary x boss trope, namecalling (wh*re, sl*ut, +++), taboo fantasy (sexual relationship with your boss), creampie, m*sturbation (reader), sex on desk, blowjob, mean dom Nanami + soft sweetheart Nanami, praise, dirty talk, light humiliation, horny!reader, implied breeding kink, referring to c*m as "baby batter"

Note : this came from the heart 👍 i love boss nanami. and he's my true daddy (the rest r fake!!!!!) even if i don't write much for him. reqs open. bring me nanami thank u!

"Daddy... I n-need you..."

Nanami raises his brows, looking down at you pawing his clothed bulge while he's sat in his office doing paperwork. His throat constricts as his length starts hardening under your touch.

"Hm, what? What does my angel need?"

You squeeze the outline of his shaft and nearly moan.

"I need you to fuck me..."

"... well aren't you vulgar?" he stifles a laugh. "Alright. Work for it."

"But I need it so bad!"

"Work for it."

"Please, I'm so wet, j-just stuff your cock in me..."

He finally lets out a laugh, and firmly grabs your hand to stop your movements. "You're being such a slut today. Is it because I fucked you raw this morning? Hm? Is that it? I know it is. You're just a cock hungry slut. Is that right? You just want your boss to fuck you instead of putting that brain to work."

"Daddy's s-so mean..." you sigh erotically. Your bedroom eyes make his tip twitch. He practices self-discipline and refrains from shoving his dick down your throat right then.

He lifts your chin, making you look at him. "But you're the one with a kink for it, aren't you? You begged for me to be meaner. So now I will be. And that wasn't a suggestion... that was a command... work for it, slut."

Nanami looks at you coldly while you rip off his belt eagerly and thumb over his leaky cockhead. He's a silent man. So eliciting a groan or erotic noise from him means you're really doing something good... or maybe he's just sensitive. Or both.

"Such a pretty face... and a slutty mouth." he husks as you lower your lips down his cockhead, swirling your tongue around and around and relishing in the feeling of his meaty cock.

"Daddy..." you try to speak om his cock, and he groans at the vibration of your voice. That nickname drives him insane. He's not been much of a kinky man, but calling him daddy? He insisted you do it from day one. It's his weakness but he won't admit it.

He stoically observes you sucking his cock. "How's that pretty hole feeling? Eager to get stuffed I bet."

You nod and sputter "mhm!", your saliva and spit sloppily dripping down his cock. He admires the sight of your mouth being wide open and filled to the brim with his cock, what's a better way to spend boring office hours than with his secretary on his knees like this?

His big manly hand goes to the back of your head and helps you work up and down on his length, making you take more than you can handle while you whorishly smile.

"Damn slut... imagine if your coworkers knew you called your boss "daddy". Do you think they'd still respect you if they knew you were a fucking whore for me? Bet you'd love for them to walk in on you while you get your throat stuffed like this... f-fuck..."

He broke his stoic expression for a moment when he felt a particularly good pang of pleasure shoot through his cock. Nanami usually has lots of stamina, but when when he's using your throat in his office... well the naughty circumstance makes him bust quickly.

You feel him pulse as he creampies your throat, holding you down on it to make sure not a drop of his precious baby batter is wasted.

"Fuuuck... that's a good little slut..."

You frantically dip your finger into your hole and massage it. It's so sensitive even teasing feels too good.

"Don't play with that pussy without daddy's permission." Nanami seethes.

He forces you to stand up and folds you over his desk roughly, carelessly. A stapler and pen box crashes to the carpeted floor and some coworkers turn their heads, but then return back to focusing in their cubicle.

"Sh-shit... you're this wet for me...? Nasty whore. I'll fuck you good. You better be quiet or you're fired, understood?" he threatens half-heartedly while rubbing his cock sideways on your pussy, slapping and rubbing it through your slit a few times.

And you swallow an erotic squeal as he plunges his meaty cock into your eager pussy. Just the sensation of his length gliding past your folds sent a shockwave of pleasure through your body.

"Da—ddyyy! Fuck! You're so fucking big!" you exclaim.

"Sh-shit... not so loud, not so loud... ghnnnn..." he stifles a grunt and starts pounding into your clingy pussy.

A sloppy slapping sound echoes off his office walls, but he can't slow down or go easier on you; it feels way too good. And you're being too slutty for him to think straight. So what if people hear him fucking his secretary? He doesn't care what anyone thinks when he's balls deep in your hole.

"Fuck that's it... that's it... just let yourself feel me. Feel daddy split you open... oh, god that slutty little hole is gripping me so good today..."

He grits his teeth and holds in his groans. A few grunts slip past his lips, it sounds like they come from deep within his chest.

"I'm gonna cu—mmmmf!"

"Then cum and shut the fuck up. Don't need to announce it to the whole office, do you? Or does thought that make you wanna cum even more?"

His words bring you over the edge. He gulps at the sight, because truly it's so beautiful to see your body freak out while orgasming.

"Fuck... oh you're such a good secretary for daddy; I think you deserve a raise." he groans, pressing a heated kiss to your lips.

Your face is so purely erotic. He's entranced by the way your pussy contracts and squeezes tightly, nearly clamping down on his dick.

"That's it... fuck! Ahhh, milk daddy's dick. Milk me with that slutty hole. Take my creampie."

Just as he cums, you cum too, rubbing sluttily on your clit; it totally breaks him to feel your sweet pussy convulsing around his slick shaft. You feel him pumping cum deep into your hole, his cockhead throbbing scaldingly hot as he snuggles it against a sweet spot.

"Ooh... good girl... good fuckin' g-girl..." he slides out, admiring the sheen on your pussy and the cum streaking his cock.

He soothes your shaking body with his big hands, placing a tender kiss on you.

"You're so cute when you're a horny slut." he gives a light smack to your thigh.

You giggle and let out a small noise as his cock slides out with a pop. There's a string of thick cum connecting from his cockhead to your slit, it drips slowly and melts against your hole.

Nanami's frown is so funny, but he's serious about not wasting his baby batter. He fingers it into you slowly.

"Tighten up. Don't wanna see another drop spill out." he commands. "You did say you wanted daddy's babies this morning, didn't you?"

You nod. "Yeah~"

"Good girl. Now get back to work."

Nanami helps you clean up and compose yourself before shoving you out of his office with a playfulness.

He's trying to focus on his papers, but ohm.. your juices soaked them. And now he's thinking about how you're sitting at your secretary desk with his creampie oozing out of your loosened hole.

"Fuck..." he mutters under his breath.

He texts you a short message;

📨 1 NEW FROM : KENTO NANAMI

Check your balance. Use it to buy a pretty outfit. I'm pampering you tonight, so rest up. ❤️ — Daddy

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garnetea · 9 months

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why do birds suddenly appear...

who husband! nanami kento x fem black! reader. length 2.7k words! warnings all sfw fluff! reader knows some french. picnic anniversary date. love experts yuji and gojo. bakers nobara, yuji and megumi.

leman's letter! he might be a little ooc, i tried! and it's pretty old so i don't have the energy to fix up anything that could be written better ☠️ p.s. the end of the title would be "...every time you are near?"

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Other than the sweet petrichor sweeping through the May wind, there wasn't a single indication that it had rained a mere few hours ago. The spring sun was nothing to bat an eye at; it's heat was harsh enough to dry away every droplet. As subtle as it was, you loved the scent; the taste of the wind as it rushed through your ajar window made you feel oddly nostalgic. It uplifted you in a way; almost like cleansing away any peccant thoughts vexing you. Contrarily, your husband didn't have the privilege of ever understanding what you adored so much about the spring weather.

"It's.. annoying, dear. Just listen to the birds." Kento commented, an intrusion to your ongoing and aloud rumination. The two of you sat there in the car for a moment, slightly slowing down to hear the delicate blue jays over the intruding wind. Their high pitched and scattered little chirps greeted you happily, and your lips found it necessary to curl up cheerily in response.

"Don't be so stiff, darling." You responded kindly, your brown glossed lips still painted into that heart warming smile. Your small dimples leaving subtle indents on the soft, brown skin of your cheeks. A smile Nanami knew he'd always adore, even if he didn't always understand it. "It's how they communicate, I'm pretty sure. I know they're glad you don't speak 'bird'." You added in a teasing voice, insinuating an insult.

Unexpectedly, Nanami sped back up the pace of the car after you leaned your face back towards the window, and the wind was quick to resume its harsh tantrum. In slight surprise, you snapped your eyes shut and leaned back at the sudden force- blinking repeatedly to make sure you hadn't gotten anything in your eyes. It seemed inevitable that he'd chuckle in response to your dramatic reaction, but of course he also rolled up your window a bit to prevent a reoccurrence. "You don't think they'd want me to speak 'bird'?" Kento responds in a prying tone. It was easier to speak now that he could hear himself over the harsh gusts of wind. "Would I not be a good neighbor?"

You smiled and crossed your legs in the seat, brushing your well manicured hands over the floral lace dress. A dress chosen specifically for this day, May 9th; your anniversary. "What do you think?" You retorted softly, a question to a question. Your eyes flickered from your florid, white clothed lap, to your husbands side eye.

It wasn't the look he gave you when he was incensed or irritated, but the one he owned when his eyes were pondering. Behind those serious, slanted dark eyes was a head full of complex gears. Usually those gears were used for things like work, taxes- you know, things of importance. Yet, what are they doing now? Simply trying to think outside the box, just trying to answer a taunting question. To use more than his logic and reason, and figure out the meaning of your semi joke. Although he was giving it his all.. he was inevitably struggling.

"Well.... I.. don't get it." He admitted honestly, flattening his vision back on the stale, empty road stretching ahead. His expression showed no embarrassment, but you've been married for two years now. You were analytic enough to know when he wasn't calm, cool and collected; simply because his middle finger was slowly tapping the leather wheel. Little fidgets were all you needed to decide when something was bothering him; tapping his foot, bouncing his leg, it was the little things you noticed. As his wife, it was your obligation to, wasn't it?

"I just mean you'd be a lot like... Satoru, if that makes sense." You explained to him briefly, planting your elbow on the stiff door handle. Your vision found more interest in the flowery, green scenery rushing past the Cadillac Eldorado rather than Nanami's displeased expression.

Kento pushed his tongue against the inside of his cheek, tying back his urge to retort with something offensive. Today wasn't the day to hurt your feelings, it was your anniversary and there were lovely events planned for the afternoon. He didn't plan all of today's activities for a simple joke to ravage it all. "Dear, I'm nothing like Gojo." He rejected plainly, turning down a particularly rocky dirt road. It was directly through a colorful, flower field; green grass and little tips of pink and yellow flowers stretching as far as you could see. By now you'd lost any interest in the current conversation, you wanted to know where exactly you were going. It seems you'd neglected to ask before you left the house, being so caught up in other topics and such.

"Honey, where are we?" You inquired, rolling your window back down now that Kento was driving at a slower pace. Slow enough to open your door and step out really, but you knew Nanami would have a fit. Saying "you could've tripped" or "what if you hit your head?". So, rather than have him worried with a migraine, you simply sat up on your knees and stuck your head out the window. The light breeze soothes the prickling heat of your forehead and cheeks, such a harsh sun in spring it was. Though, it was sweet.. welcoming. Surely better than an ongoing downpour on such a wonderful day, that was for sure.

"Well, it looks like a field, doesn't it?" Nanami responded sarcastically, bringing the small car to a soft halt on the narrow path. You opted to ignore his smart remark with an eye roll, continuing to breathe in the refreshing, warm air. He put the car in park and turned the key, popping the trunk once he'd turned off the engine. Without the low rumbling of the cars motor you were held still on the seat, and you could hear the sounds of nature surrounding you much clearer. The hums of nearby bees and the high, frequent chirps of the neighboring blue jays held your attention all too well, fascinating you like a narrow minded child. Meanwhile, your husband was having quite a time at the back of the car.

Nanami's voice ringing out through the primarily serene expanse is what caught your attention, deciding to step out rather than day dream blindly from the open window. "Could you give me a hand?" He asked gruffly, reliving his annoyance with how much Gojo and Itadori had packed for him. The regret of excitedly mouthing off about his upcoming anniversary was beginning to seep in; he should've known better, dealing with those two.

"Yeah, lemme- Oh wow!" You were more than surprised to see what he was struggling with, such a beautiful assortment of flowers and balloons. An ample bamboo knitted basket with a silk, pink ribbon clinging to the handle. It was closed in, so you weren't sure what was inside, but upon picking it up you were sure it wasn't anything as light as a feather.

"Let me get that." Kento assured quickly before you let it slip, accepting the grand basket from your grasp and handing you the balloon strings instead. They were a cute bunch too, six of them floating overhead to be exact. Cute little hearts, kiss marks and flowers adorned the shiny shapes of the balloons, some being round while others matched that of a heart.

You watched as he balanced the bouquet of white roses and pink peonies atop of the basket, carefully handling them to not damage the dramatic bow wrapping the handle. No, this definitely wasn't anything like your husband; you were beyond positive he had some kind of influence or assistance. More than likely, it was Yuji and Gojo meddling again; similar to last year's eventful celebration. And, although this wasn't all Kento's idea, you still found it sweet that he could put away his stiff and logical disposition for your sake. To set aside his attitudes and etiquette to give you his raw affection and attention was more than enough, that alone would've been enough for an anniversary. So, you can imagine the smile that took over your cheery expression as he lead the way ahead of you to an open spot in the colorful field.

Seeing as his hands were full, you closed the trunk for him and followed his figure to the spacious meadow. "This's beautiful, mon amour!" You complimented, as if he grew the flowers and such himself. "You picked this place yourself? And the bouquet is charming, too, you remembered how I love peonies!"

The tall blond chuckled lightly as he stopped somewhat far into the area, now being surrounded by the dozens of yellow dandelions and wild roses. Kento sat down the large basket gently and accepted the balloons from your hand, your fingers brushing against one another before he wrapped them around the baskets handle. "I found this place a few weeks ago and kept it in mind." He replied, a nonchalant tone poorly concealing his hubris attitude. It was more transparently obvious that he was beyond satisfied with the outcome of his efforts, he'd really outdone himself. "Yes, well the balloons were Gojo's idea, and this," He flipped open the basket's lid as he spoke. "was Yuji's idea."

You gasped in delight at the sight of the silky material pouring from the top of the basket, beginning to mentally put all of the pieces together. It seems they- Gojo, Nanami, and Itadori- had planned an adorable little picnic, and you could only imagine what cute treats were neatly packed away under the white sheet. "Oh my.." You managed to mumble, smoothing down your dress and crouching down as well. "So those two were in on your planning, dear? You'd better have thanked them, these balloons are just too cute." You added with appreciation while fully pulling out the sheet and handing it to Nanami.

He only managed to hum in agreement at your reminder, concealing an eye roll as he stood up properly with the blanket. "Would you mind unloading the snacks?" He requested, stepping away slightly with the sheet. You watched with glee as he pulled it up in the air, fanning it out a few times before lifting it gracefully over the prickly grass.

It was futile to hold back your excited giggles as you rummaged through the basket, pulling out a large container of pretzel salad. The strawberries were neatly caked over the top with whipped cream separating it from the granola base; you could tell from its slight imperfections and cute butterfly tupperware that it was homemade.

Other than this, there were neatly cut sandwiches, rosemary bread, cheesecake, and chocolate covered pretzels all neatly packed away in their respective containers. A few water bottles and a bottle of white wine were tucked away as well, the wine being swaddled in a towel for protection. Surely you'd have leftovers, this was much more than you'd expected. Though nonetheless, your excitement prior to leaving had clouded your sense of hunger- neglecting to acknowledge the growl in the pit of your stomach. Therefore, the sight before you was more than enough to bring the fact to your attention.

"Oh mon.." You mumbled, your french once again making itself known without your realization. And although you paid it no mind, Kento found it more attractive- or maybe simply adorable- than you were aware. You arranged all of the containers neatly in the center of the blanket, having only the basket and your heels laying on standby in the grass."This looks wonderful, how did-," Nanami's hand then slipped down to intertwine with yours; lifting you up softly from the sheet, now standing before his lean figure.

"Y/n," He began softly, his airy tone wafting around your tender heart. Both standing there against the wind; his slanted eyes held so much love and adoration for you. Two lovers, surrounded by hundreds of lovely, delicate flowers to compliment your beauty. What a memory this will be, of such an endearing day.. May ninth. "Two years is nothing compared to how long I'll be with you, yet I still want to celebrate the time that passes. Every day with you is wonderful, even the annoying ones."

You quirked your brow jokingly, entangling your other hand with his as you spoke. "What do you mean annoying? We don't have-," He chuckled gruffly, which is what interrupted your false claim. How could one never have bad days? Though he knew you were kidding, thus decided to not comment on it.

"Moving on," Kento moved a hand from intertwining with yours, cupping your cheek to look up at him. That soft smile, the one he kept in his pocket for days such as this, enlightened his ivory toned and stern front. His co-worker’s didn't get this smile, nor did his friends. No, this one was solely yours, and you knew by the way the corners of his eyes crinkled up. By the way his lips curled a bit higher than usual, any higher and surely he'd show his teeth. It was your smile, a smile of love- love only for you. "Happy anniversary.. and may many come after this."

Your cheeks swelled with a tingling sensation of loving praise and adoration, oh how adorable he was when he was flustered. Even after years of knowing each other, he still had you blushing and giggling like a school girl in her first innocent affair. How embarrassing..

But what a lovely feeling it was. To have your love reciprocated by the one you love, the only one you could've been dreaming of. It was sweet.. and fulfilling. A wonderfully assuring feeling, really, and you wanted nothing more but to stay this way forever. "Yes my love, happy anniversary. For now and for always, of course." You agreed lovingly. Your soft yet excited tone of voice gently seeps into his cheeks and tints them a light pink, deepening a few rosy shades as you lean into his embrace. Your arms find comfort around his abdomen, softly pulling him closer as he wraps his arms over your shoulders. "Today is as lovely as waking up to you every morning."

Kento hums softly in acknowledgement, wondering how-- after years of being with you-- could you still bring a flock of butterflies onto the flower bed you've grown out of his stomach. Pulling away to plant a gentle kiss against your brown forehead; a forehead that with time, will grow wrinkled and old akin to his. One day, your hands and his will both be pruned and shriveled. Your hair will lose its ever-lively bounce, and his will fade into grey and white. Nanami can't wait for the day, although it sounds dreary, because he'll know he finally made it. That his seemingly meaningless life had a purpose, and it was to spend time making you happy, as you do for him. To spend time with the one he loves, growing old together and reminiscing on those young, colorful memories. Fragments of time born to be treated like porcelain artifacts. Like today, standing in this adoringly lively field of sweet flowers and clovers, eyes gleaming with clouds of apricot and honeydew romance. Something considered so valuable as of now, yet he couldn't have imagined such for himself merely six years ago.

The wind blows through your elegant, ironed dress as you crouch down to open a container of rosemary bread, looking up at your husband; that soft smile still resting in his typically stern features. "Don't be a statue dear, come eat. You alright?" You inquire, untucking a fork from the zip lock bag of plastic silverware.

Nanami clears his throat at your question, smoothing down his slacks and taking a seat beside you. Your scent is clearer once again, and he almost finds himself dazing off into more sentimental daydreams of your shared future. "I'm alright." He confirms, taking up his own fork and knife before shifting his attention to the pretzel salad. Apparently Gojo's students made it for him (Yuji, Megumi, and Nobara.)

'Sweet kids.'

Another warm feeling pepper kissed the center of his chest, prickling his cheeks next as he popped open the container. Your husband peeked over at your pleased and slightly dramatic disposition as you took a bite of the sweet bread, a little dance taking over your arms as you went in for a second bite.

He chuckles at your child-like reaction, and you can only side eye him in response because of your mouth being full. What a memory this would be years from now, telling and retelling the cute specifics of today. May ninth, the Nanami's sweet, floral anniversary.

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bygiornogiovanna · 2 years

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Pillow princess (18+)

You never revealed this to your...boyfriend, if that was the correct term to call him, that you weren't, in fact, as innocent as you seemed. What will be his reaction to finding out that you are a pillow princess?

Featuring: Kento Nanami

Female reader

18+ content following, read at your own risk!

A/N: Don't worry about kink shaming, I won't allow anyone to do so, it's a safe place here! Anyways, hope you enjoy this. As I stated in my rules, I'm not finished with Jjk and I didn't quite get to see all of the Nanami scenes, so I hope I made him right. Have a nice day <3

Ever since you got taken away from your previous life, instead of trying to escape and fight back to your kidnapper, like most people would do, you decided to accommodate to your new life;

I mean, why wouldn't you? Your previous life wasn't some luxurious one and you didn't have many friends either, so, what did you have to lose? The man was handsome, rich, and knew how to treat you;

That's why now you were happily staying in Nanami's arms, your hands wrapped around his torso and your head laid on his chest. You have been here, in his mansion, for quite a while. Maybe four months? Or was it five? Who cares, you were happy here;

You two were watching a movie and, when a spicy scene came on, you bit your lower lip. You loved the way the dominant character treated their lover, letting them recieve more than give;

You always loved that kind of treatment, also considering yourself a pillow princess. Of course, it would be fine to please your partner sometimes but you liked more to recieve than give. As selfish as it may be, you didn't care. Even though, you didn't let Nanami know that about you, as you were embarrassed;

You subconsciously rubbed your thighs togheter as the scene got more heated and you let out a soft sigh. "Is my princess turned on by a silly scene?" Nanami whispered in your ear and you whined quietly, nodding. "Mhm.." you muttered and hid yourself in his chest;

He smirked and his hand traveled to your thighs slowly, tracing the outline of your body. "C'mon, tell me how you want to be treated. Whatcha want me to do to you?" he teased, his deep voice sending shivers down your spine, alongside with his palm massaging your thigh;

"Wanna be treated like your princess, sir. I'm your pillow princess..." you whispered, embarrassed, but you thought that maybe it was time he knew. What could possibly happen?

It didn't surprise Nanami, not at all. He noticed you weren't a fan of giving orals and stuff, and he loved you even more. Your pleasure was his pleasure, and the fact that you didn't fight back, more so, you craved him, made him happy;

What happened afterwards was simple: You got manhandled to the point you couldn't walk for the next to days. You were nervous about his reaction about finding out you didn't like giving and thought he would be mad. But hell, he wasn't disappointed and he didn't disappoint you either. To say you were satisfied after was an understatement;

Let's say, you got this treatment many more times;

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suguruplsr · 1 month

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i feel like a small kink-that-isn’t-such-a-kink-but-i’m-calling-it-a-kink that kento has is watching you squirm from overstimulation.

specifically your hands during sex.

“move ‘em.” kento grits out, voice shaky as he fucks you from behind. you whine at his command, ignoring it and holding onto the blanket underneath you just a bit tighter. he watches how your fingers crunch the fluffy fabric, body trembling once he gives you a thrust that rubs your g-spot. you mewl, head falling onto the bed with a force on the back of it. his larger hand slides from your head down to your chin, turning it sideways against the bed. “what did i say sweetheart?” he mumbles, halting his movement. his soaked cock stays full into you, wet and sticky cum mushed around where you two meet. you whimper, trying to push back. his tip nudges where you need him, but your wanton moan is greeted with a spank of your ass.

“you’re not listening, hm?” kento quips, rubbing your hot ass cheek and leaning down. your back further arches, “s-sorry, just..” you try to explain yourself, but the teetering moans leaving you as his dick rocks into you do you no justice. “my baby’s so needy..” kento smiles, kissing the side of your cheek, his peppered kisses going down below your jaw, a slick of wetness in its wake. “c’mon sweetie, let go f’me.” he coos in your ear, fresh regal cologne filling your senses. you purse your lips, following his words obediently and letting your hands relax. you didn’t even realize how hard you had clutched onto the bed, hands aching a bit and fingers red.

swiftly, your face is turned straight into the blanket, hands pulled behind you and wrists locked by just one of your lover’s hands. without words, kento begins pounding your cunt how your need it, loud squelches and sounds of the mess that you two have made. your whines and moans fill kento’s head, his eyes stuck on how your ass jiggles with each thrust into you. the skin slowly brightening with juices that leave your soaping pussy. however, his view trails up, feeling your wiggling fingers scratch at his hand. god, you’re so cute. even if he can’t see your lewd expressions, he just knows you’re losing every bit of sobriety you had left, letting yourself go dumb on his cock. your fingers stretch before digging into his skin, but with the thick head of his cock angling just too good, they widen again, matching the sound of your higher moans. “please! please! please— make me cum!” your words rip through you, sobbing and shaking. kento groans, he can get used to studying you like this..

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kentopedia · 5 months

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.𖥔 ݁ ˖ HOME COOKED MEAL — nanami kento

you bring itadori home for dinner & he gets to see a different side to kento

contents. aka you dig up some teenage photos of nanami, fem!reader, husband nanami, fluff, yuuji being your adopted son, i haven't watched the new ep (& i won't) but there is enough nanami angst so i am here to fix that — 1.7k

when you got ready to leave the school, your jacket on and bag tugged over your shoulder, you passed yuuji itadori in the halls, his expression suspiciously similar to a kicked puppy.

yuuji perked up a bit as you walked by, offering you a small smile and a wave. and though you considered heading on home for the night, eager to see your husband, you slowed, hesitant to leave the poor kid all alone.

“everything okay, yuuji?” you asked, frowning as he rested his elbows on his knees, studying a stain on the floor of the school.

“hm?” the teenager glanced up, eyes bright and wide. his sweet smile was back on his face, so innocent and kind. for someone who had been through so much already, he was more caring than many people that you’d met in your life. “oh, everything’s fine. everyone’s just out on missions, so i feel a little…” he pulled up one shoulder in a shrug. “useless.”

you knew it must have been hard for him, being a student that wasn’t quite like the others, having to train a little differently, adapt differently. but yuuji took it in stride, and he handled it better than any normal person would.

with a nod, you secured your bag around your other shoulder, shifting your feet. “it’s just going to be you here tonight, then?”

he hummed, sticking his hands in his pockets as he leaned back against the wall. “i think so. some of the others might be around, but they’re resting up.”

“oh.” though you were certain yuuji had no qualms about spending an evening on his own, the thought of it made you feel like you were leaving a kitten out in the rain. almost pitiful.

yuuji waved before you could say another word, smiling, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “have a good night! i’ll see you tomorrow.”

the car ride was spent listening to yuuji tell you story after story, the boy opening up to you in a way that he hadn’t quite related to any of the other sorcerers, even gojo.

you smiled to yourself, enjoying his stories as you wondered how to tell kento that you were bringing your student home for dinner.

there was still a bridge to cross between them, and though you knew they both liked the other more than they let on, kento hadn’t quite connected to the boy like he wanted to.

you hoped that by inviting him over, yuuji would see that kento, truly, wasn’t as intense as he let on. he was sweet, caring, and he did have a sense of humor… even if gojo didn’t really believe that.

you led yuuji into the house, and stopped him when you heard the sound of kento in the kitchen. his mission had ended earlier than yours, and he’d offered to cook tonight; there would be more than enough food for the three of you.

“i’ll be right back,” you said, tapping yuuji on the shoulder. “let me go tell kento you’re here.”

you’d considered letting your husband know before you arrived, but you hadn’t wanted him to protest. kento would try to make a fuss of having a guest over, even if it was only yuuji, and he certainly didn’t care about formalities.

your heart skipped when you reached kento, his back turned, finishing up the meal that was steaming on the stove. even just standing in the threshold of the kitchen, you were overwhelmed with all of your love for him.

but it didn’t take much… it never had. you’d always been sickeningly in love with nanami kento.

your footsteps were soft as you snuck up behind him. “kento,” you said, just above a whisper, snaking your arms around his waist. you kissed the muscles between his shoulder blades, listening to the steady thrum of blood pumping through his body.

“hi, sweetheart.” he’d heard you approach, and he turned, eyes softening when he glanced at you over his shoulder. “everything okay at the school?”

you nodded, squeezing him tighter. even though you’d seen him just a few hours prior, it felt like a long time—time apart when you were battling curses always dragged as you worried for each other’s safety. “did your mission go okay?” you asked.

he took your hands from around his waist, bringing them to his lips softly. “everything went fine. dinner’s almost ready so—” then, he noticed your guilty expression, one that you were clearly horrible at hiding. “is something wrong?”

you smiled innocently. “no! i just… brought a guest.”

kento’s eyebrows raised, his smiling falling quickly. “well, you could’ve told me before.” he sighed, shaking his head as he turned around to face you.

“sorry, i thought i’d surprise you.”

kento’s lips drew into a thinner line. “honey, please tell me gojo satoru is not in my house right now. he’s not welcome here anymore, because the last time he almost destroyed our fucki—” kento glanced up, his words falling away as he glanced over your shoulder. “itadori. hello. i didn’t realize you were there.”

you turned, releasing kento as yuuji gawked back at you. he’d caught in such a loving embrace with kento. yuuji’s normally stoic teacher was in the middle of swearing, blonde hair tumbling over his forehead. kento had replaced his suit with casual wear, and his contacts had been taken out. in place of them were wire-rimmed glasses.

“nanamin!” yuuji gasped. “you look so different.”

“yes, well, i apologize for my apperance.” kento sighed, looking at you from the corner of his eye. “i wasn’t aware we were having guests.”

“one guest. its just yuuji,” you said, poking him in the middle of the chest as his professional tone returned, so easily taking over. “i don’t think he cares what you’re wearing.”

“no, i don’t!” yuuji backtracked, eyes wide as he shuffled forward. “no, you look cool, you don’t look so…”

kento raised his eyebrows, amused, even if yuuji couldn’t detect the humor in his expression. “so what?”

the boy’s cheeks turned pink, embarrassed as he rubbed the back of his neck. “um—”

“you don’t look like you’ve got a stick up your ass.” you said, voicing yuuji’s obvious thoughts as you kissed kento on the cheek with a short laugh. of course, it was only to embarrass him further in front of his student.

kento feigned a scowl, but didn’t push you away, his gaze firmly planted on yuuji. “that’s because i try to keep my relationships at work strictly professional.”

“really?” yuuji grinned, stuffing his hands back in his pockets, his posture relaxing as he grew more comfortable in your home. “not very professional to marry someone you work with, is it?”

you laughed loudly, already caring so deeply for the boy that you’d known for such a short period of time.

“that was certainly an accident,” kento muttered, but his fingers lingered on your spine, tracing each of the bones. “i’ll have you know we were not working together when we got together.”

“really?” yuuji’s curiosity spiked. “how long have you been together, then?”

you thought back to when you were teenagers, when kento had a haircut that he had since regretted, and smiled mischievously. reaching into your pocket, you pulled out your phone and scrolled through old photos, back from when you were just kids, the images grainy and of much lower quality than the ones from your recent vacation.

“hey, don’t show him those!” kento protested. he reached for your phone, but you scrambled under his arm, stretching your hand out to give yuuji the device. “itadori, don’t—” kento’s voice held a hint of panic, his cheeks hot with embarrassment as he grabbed you around the waist, trying to stop you from giving yuuji the phone.

but it was already in yuuji’s hands, and you laughed loudly, knowing that while you looked a little more awkward than you did now, your appearance had changed near as drastically as kento’s.

yuuji squinted his eyes at a sixteen year old nanami, blond hair long enough to reach his eyes, dressed in an all black ensemble, an earbud in one ear. kento was hardly smiling, but you beamed next to him in the photo, dressed more childishly than you were now, but just as pretty. the image from when you still fumbled around each other, unsure how to admit that you were both in love.

a roar of laughter left yuuji as kento’s expression fell, and he released you, snapping the phone out of itadori’s palm. “that’s you, nanamin? no way. how did you…” yuuji glanced between you, squinting his eyes. “well, i guess looking at you now it makes sense.”

“i know,” you agreed, covering your smiles with your palms. “we looked a little silly together back then. i saw the potential in him, but satoru certainly loved to make fun of us, didn’t he, ken?”

“i have absolutely no desire to relive those days.”

yuuji laughed. “you were just like fushiguro, i bet!”

“scarily similar,” you agreed, as kento rolled his eyes beside you, putting your phone in his pocket to keep you from scavenging any older photos to share with the kid. “and he still loves to listen to—”

“don’t finish that sentence or i’ll save this dinner all for myself.”

yuuji eyes flew up to his hairline, but you just snorted, knowing that kento’s threats were about as scary as a puppy.

“he’s still sensitive about it,” you whispered to yuuji. “gojo and his friends made fun of him all the time.”

“oh really. just me?” kento retorted under his breath.

“you must have been pretty popular, then!” yuuji grinned. “if you were friends with gojo. he said all the girls in school loved him!”

kento made an irritated sound, stirring the spoon roughly against the pot. “well, satoru is the last person you should listen to. he has an ego bigger than the sun. and my wife is leading you astray. she was not similar to satoru, she was painfully shy, and it took weeks for either of us to talk to each other.” kento took the pan off the stove, peering over his shoulder at you. “and she is very lucky i love her too much to dig up any embarrassing stories of her.”

“well, stories about me aren’t that interesting anyway.” you laughed, pointedly turning your back to kento. “yuuji, the good news is, i’ve got some more photos in kento in the old photo books. let’s go see them!”

#i hope this shows up in the tags bc i’ve been fighting with tumblr ugh #kento nanami x reader #jjk x reader #nanami fluff #nanami kento x reader #nanami kento x you #nanami kento x y/n #kento nanami x you #nanami x reader #jjk x fem!reader #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujutsu kaisen x reader #xoxo rylie 💌 ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

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rizsu · 6 months

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he's married ?! nanami kento.

sum. he's easily the top most handsome guy within his job. his relationship status is unknown, so what happens when his co-workers ship him with a female worker?

nanami is well known within his company. tall, insanely fit, and an attractive voice. it's not uncommon for men and women alike to find themselves thinking about him often. what's not common is knowing about his love life. no one knows anything and he would've kept it that way. but when push comes to shove, and you're shipped with someone who's not your beloved, nanami will make it known that he's not only taken but married.

in the coffee-break room there are three guys. now, there's nothing unusual about this — no, no. they're just three guys that are co-workers... except there's a twist. they aren't your regular co-workers, they're your uncommon trio of male gossipers and nanami just so happened to be their newest victim.

"shh, shh! he's here," guy one, tichi, whispers to the others, raising his eyebrows and pointing his chin to nanami's position.

the other two take a quick glance, nodding their heads when they've seen nanami's back faced towards them. it's a perfect moment to strike up a conversation, especially since it's just four men here.

guy two, tacho, shuffles his feet to the empty space near nanami. he pretends to open a sugar packet, fiddling with it as his eyes peep over nanami's shoulder. his heart skips multiple beats when the man himself turns around.

"morning to you, tacho," nanami greets, nodding his head before he turns his attention back to his cup of coffee.

"y-yeah, morning!" he stutters, awkwardly smiling in return. he turns his head to the other two in the background, mouthing the word 'help' to them. unfortunately, they do not give the aid to their friend. instead, tichi fakes a series of coughs and guy three, toeny, gives him a confident double thumbs up. there's no hope, tacho sighs.

it's a silent moment between the men — only the sounds of coffee brewing and a spoon coming into contact with the mug can be heard. tacho's mouth itches him, he happened to remember his group's recent conversation about nanami. he must ask — even if it costs him a mutual co-worker.

"so, nanami," he begins, waiting for nanami to give him the undivided attention.

nanami doesn't face him, but he hums in response. tacho doesn't mind this as an answer, so he continues, "i was wondering if the rumors of you being with the new worker, yeri, are true?"

there is one big lie in that question: there are no such rumors. it's just a theory the trio has been gossiping about every night. nanami's been helping out yeri for quite some time, one can only think that they have a special connection going on.

"that is bullshit," nanami gives a firm answer. nothing more, nothing less.

tacho's stunned, he blinks a few times to recollect himself. "oh — so you're not with her?"

nanami doesn't answer yet, but the two in the back give their unwanted reactions. tichi clicks his tongue three times, shaking his head in disappointment at tacho's second question. it's obvious dumbass, he thinks. toeny, on the other hand, presses his lips in a thin line, pretending to read a magazine that's been on the counter.

nanami reaches into his pocket, whipping out his phone. the trio's confused until nanami speaks.

"i am married man. this is my wife," he educates, pressing the power button to show you as his lockscreen.

he collects three gasps, internally nodding at their shock. that's right, i'm gladly taken.

"all this time you've been... MARRIED?!" tacho's voice heightens, he drops his spoon in shock. it's unbelievable yet somewhat believable.

nanami breathes out a 'yes', raising his arm to show the wristwatch. "she bought this for our five-years anniversary recently. it's quite expensive, going over four-thousand," he brags, emphasizing on key words.

he's been waiting for the precious day where someone indirectly asks for his relationship status. the day has come and he will spend it bragging about his beloved.

nanami doesn't give them a chance to speak, he carries on with his bragging, "she's a very lovely woman. all my bentos are made by her and she writes little notes for each. some may think it's childish but that's bullshit! they just haven't experienced the love of a woman. matter of fact, her most beautiful moments are when she's freshly awake. the smile she gives me is nothing but angelic."

his speech doesn't stop there, but it did for the trio. his words went in one ear and out the next. nanami's blabbering about his wife immediately set a blank face upon tichi, tacho, and toeny. they're jealous and also surprised.

"the way a woman can change a man will never not be amazing," toeny whispers, blankly gazing at nanami's ongoing speech.

#+ rizsu: jujutsu kaisen.#tic tac toe ( tichi tacho toeny )#nanami x reader #nanami kento x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #nanami fluff #nanami kento fluff #nanami drabbles #jjk fluff #jjk drabbles #jjk x fem!reader #nanami x you

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xythlia · 6 months

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› it won't fit bf vs I'll make it fit gf

𓏲 ࣪₊ mdni. size kink. riding him like your life depends on it. begging. crying. f!reader

it's not that nanami doesn't know how big he is but he doesn't really know until he watches your body struggle to take even just the tip of his perfect cock.

he always fills you up so well, stretching your pussy to accommodate his girth and it makes you feel like he must be all the way in your tummy even though he's barely halfway in. but he's also the type that would never, ever do anything to hurt you. when he's got you on your back, your legs spread and your arms laced around the back of his neck, and he hears you choke on your sharp gasp as he slowly presses into you it forces him to pause.

when you plead with him it makes his brows furrow, unwilling to potentially force your body to take all of him so he'll simply tell you in a low, matter of fact murmur that he just won't fit. he'd never push you, never make you take more than you're capable of and he's happy to satisfy you in any other way under the sun.

and while you adore how sweet he is, how painfully considerate of your limitations, he doesn't know just how badly you ache for him. so you take matters into your own hands, sweetly maneuvering him on his back as you start straddling him. your lips are quick to stifle his concerns, cutting off his words of caution as your tongue slides against his and you line him up with your soaked cunt.

as you sink down on him he knows he should stop you, with his hands gently caressing your sides to steady you and his eyes fixed on the way your mouth drops open and the way your eyes get teary feeling every inch of him. he's about to as he sees your bottom lip start wobbling... until you start moving.

even while your hands splay against his chest, fingernails scraping his skin, as you moan and whine about how big he is, how you can't handle it, you're still taking him in deeper with every rise of your hips and bounce of your ass against him. nanami knows he should stop you, at least get you on your back again so he's the one in charge of how much you're taking, but he just can't bring himself to. it's mesmerizing, the most heart stoppingly attractive thing to grace his field of vision in all his life.

feeling the way your warm walls throb around him, how incredible it feels every time you slide back down to bottom out and split yourself fully on his cock makes him feel dangerously close to delirium. his hands cup your ass, his fingers dig into the plush fat, urging your movements to take on a more frantic pace and you're mewling, pleading for him to give you more, more, more.

when he pulls you down against him in a harsh grip, hips slamming up to recklessly give you just what you asked for he tastes the tang of saltwater in your kiss. tucking your face against his neck to stifle your sobs for him to go faster, harder he loses himself fully in the feeling of your pussy clamping down on him, the way your body's doing everything in its power to milk him for all he's worth.

he almost can't believe he's been so stubborn, trying to tell you your own limits when clearly you know yourself far better.

#idk id go fucking bonkers after a while if he wouldn't let me ride him until i go braindead #kento nanami smut #nanami smut #nanami kento x reader #nanami x fem!reader #nanami x reader #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut

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kenananamin · 6 months

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Tie my tie, marry me

Summary: The moment Nanami knew he never wanted to tie his tie by himself ever again and wanted to spend the rest of his life by your side. fluffy, nanami x fem!reader, nanami already loves everything you do but something about tying his tie was so intimate and special to him

It had been a year since Nanami officially asked you to be his girlfriend, but you had just started staying over during the weekdays. If either of you would stay at each other's houses, it would only be during the weekends when you both knew the next day could be dedicated to each other. Only recently had that unspoken rule changed.

You had both gone to the mall to shop for your new professional wardrobe and Nanami asked if he could buy a few extra things for you to keep at his house. You both knew what that implied and told him he could buy it, only if you could buy some stuff for him to keep at your house. You had both never been happier to spend more time and money at a crowded mall.

Nanami woke up a bit later for work than usual because of a power outage that turned off his alarm clock and did not charge his phone. You went into work after he did so you make his coffee and pack his lunch while he took a quick shower. You run into the bathroom to let him know he had less than 15 more minutes.

He steps out of the shower and grabs his razor to shave. You reach for the hairdryer he bought for you to keep at his house and start to dry his hair as he quickly shaves. You run out and start to rummage through his closet to set his clothes on the bed. Nanami finishes shaving and follows you out to get dressed.

"Shirt first, hurry," you take the shirt off the hanger and throw it to him.

Nanami begins to button the shirt when you get in front of him and start pulling his collar up and putting his tie around his neck. He looks at you with a questioning look and you quickly explain, "My dad taught me how to tie a tie. Never thought it'd come in handy since I never knew anyone who regularly wore a tie before you." You laugh at the memory but continue what you were doing to avoid making your boyfriend late.

Nanami however... his fingers stop buttoning his shirt. He looks at you, concentration and rush covering your features, but your fingers gently grazed his skin as you looped his tie. She's the first person to ever tie it for me, Nanami thinks. He had to learn how to do it from a video and was later corrected by some older male coworkers who showed him with their own ties.

The events of that morning finally dawn on him. You jumped out of bed right after you felt him jump out and started rushing around the apartment with him. He hadn't even mentioned that he was late, but you opened your eyes and knew what to do. He could smell the coffee from the room and heard the clanking of the leftover containers being opened and slid across counters from the shower. You dried his hair knowing that his route to work was not long enough to let it dry itself, and you took out exactly what he would have worn that day while he shaved. And now... there you stood before him, helping him tie his tie so his hands could do other things.

It seemed so... small. It was so small, so truly insignificant in the scale of life, something that could not hold weight in the world or change anything in the universe. But it changed his life, it was his favorite view in the world, and it would become his universe.

You look up at him and see him staring... and his hands not moving?! You move his hands away from the buttons and rush to finish buttoning it down. He takes your face in his hands and leans down to kiss you slowly. So very slow and soft. It stops you completely and you wrap your arms around his waist, relishing in the smell of his aftershave and body wash. Nanami deepens the kiss and moves an arm around your waist to pull you in closer. As much as you love when he pulls you in, the movement pulls you out of the kiss trance.

"Oh my god, Kento, hurry!! You're late, you're late!"

You step back and shove his pants into his arms. You tell him to hurry and that you'd grab his shoes to put by the door. You start yelling across the apartment that it would rain the entire afternoon and he needed to take the umbrella.

Nanami listens as you rustle through the closet looking for the umbrella and the light thud of what might have been his lunch bag and coffee thermal on the entryway table. He walks out the room putting on his suit jacket and sees you lightly jumping while telling him to hurry with his shoes.

Nanami leans down to tie his shoes but pauses after he's done. He goes to touch your bare leg since you hadn't even gotten dressed after waking up. You only wore his large shirt and underwear. He kneels and carefully lifts one leg to kiss your knee. He looks up from his kneeling position and says, "Thank you for helping. You really didn't have to."

His loving eyes close slightly while you lean down to give him one kiss as your response. "You're late," you whisper against his lips.

Nanami stands and takes his things while waving bye to you and your bed head. He heads out the door and begins a light jog to catch his regular train.

Yeap, she's the one, Nanami thinks.

Nanami spent his lunch break at the jewelry shop looking at rings that would look beautiful on your finger. There were so many engagement rings that would look gorgeous on you, but one caught his eye as he imagined that ring slightly moving on your finger as you tied his tie.

"I like that one. Do you have a size (your ring size) in stock?"

Nanami buys the ring at that moment and texts you to ask if he could come over to your house after work. He does not plan to propose on a regular Tuesday evening with no special plans, but he wants to hug you, smell your lovely perfume, take you some flowers, and give you a special thanks for helping him. And maybe, maaaayybe (most likely), stay over at your house to help him with his tie again the next morning.

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arminsumi · 7 months

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would you happen to have any nanami hc? soft, fluffy, domestic, anything at all

Make him smile.

hubby!Nanami Kento ⋅ fem (?) reader

NOTE: yes i do!! i swear i have ideas for nanami content but then satosugu distracts me. they're evil, damn them 🤬 anyways, here's this little hc i have been storing in my cheeks like a chipmunk 👍 it's about nanami not smiling frequently or at all, but his wifey y/n makes him smile by kissing his dimples

WARNINGS — very slight angst, kissing n makeouts

Nanami Kento doesn't smile.

You've done everything in your power to get him to, but he's like a stone.

One night, the two of you are curled up against each other in a tender embrace on the couch. The TV's running low-quality soapies but you and Nanami only half-listen; it's really just serving the purpose of being background noise to the soft scene of your kissing.

He always, always needs a make out session with you after a long day at work. That paired with your sweet voice calms his nerves.

He may be tired, but he still doesn't miss a detail of anything you say as you intermittently speak between kisses.

You tilt your head at your husband, noting the downturn of his lips. That ever-present frown that adorned his mature face, you wish you could erase the memories that caused it.

Then you say something that causes Nanami's ears to perk up.

" 'Nami, I promise one day to make you so happy that you smile."

He looks down at you tenderly, fingers ceasing their trails through your hair.

"Angel," he begins softly, "just because I'm not smiling doesn't mean I'm unhappy." he assures.

"So... you're saying I do make you happy?" you look at him.

"Of course you do. Very much so. In fact, you've always made me happier than anyone else. To be quite frank, everyone else pisses me off but you don't."

You let out a little laugh. The two of you bask in a moment of sudden kisses, your lips had a mind of their own on nights like these; kiss kiss kiss.

"Mmm... but you never smile much." you continue on the topic lingering in the air.

You say this with a little frown. Nanami finds your subtlest expressions so endearing, they're one of the first things he noticed about you when you first started working alongside him at Jujutsu High.

"I don't like my smile." he admits coolly.

You pull a bit away from his embracing arms to look at him incredulously, mouth agape.

"What! But you have one of the best smiles! You even have dimples. And you know I have a weakness for dimples! If you'd smile more, I'd go so weak in the knees that I wouldn't be able to stand up."

Nanami chuckles softly, closing his eyes momentarily. "Is that so? I thought I had the power to make you weak in the knees anyways." he jokes.

"Oh hush." you reply. "But, y'know, I really want to see you smile more. I want to see your dimples appear. I want to see your eyes crease."

His heart lurches at your words and then he — he smiles just a little bit. As soon as his lip corners begin to curl up, he suppresses it, and those dimples appear like two dents in a soft ball of dough.

"Whatever my angel wishes for, I'll give her." he states, "I'll try smile more for you."

"Mmm, thank you." you smile. You admire his features, and the way he always closes his eyes when he feels a small embarrassment. "What a cute husband I've got." you murmur, and kiss at his dimples.

You unknowingly sent a shiver down his spine.

"Don't call me cute." he says dead seriously while properly smiling now. "You know how much I hate that word."

"Cute cute cute. You're cute." you tease.

"C'mere you..."

You hum your giggles against his face as he lunges in for kisses, aiming to shut you up with his lips.

But kissing is impossible when he can't stop smiling. Your teeth gently clash together, everything so sweetly chaotic.

"You can't even kiss me 'cuz you're smiliiing. That's so cute — haha I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'll stopppmmfffff — "

Now since that night, whenever you want to get a smile out of your husband, you kiss at the place where his dimples appear. And surely, soon enough, there's those little dents and his curling lips and creasing eyes.

#hubby nanami 👍🥹💗#fluff #nanami #nanami x reader #nanami kento #nanami fluff #jjk nanami #kento nanami #jjk kento #nanami x fem reader #jujutsu nanami #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk fluff #jjk x reader #jjk x you #nanami x you #nanami x y/n

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bunnyywritings · 16 days

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i’m leaving the gym and all i can think about is supportive gym boyfriend!nanami 😩 (trying a new form of hc’s 🙇🏽‍♀️ hope you like it !!)

gets smutty at the end…warning for curse words and nanami with a breeding kink and a fem!reader

gym boyfriend!nanami definitely encourages you to push yourself to do one more set

gym boyfriend!nanami mutters praises in a husky, breathless tone as he spots your seated shoulder press

gym boyfriend!nanami who just knows what he’s doing when he stops you mid-set on the leg press to gently grip your chin and place a chaste kiss to your lips despite the whine that leaves your throat as your thighs burn and quiver

gym boyfriend!nanami blatantly stares at your ass when you’re doing RDLs and giving it a firm pat as a ‘good job’ when you’re finished

gym boyfriend!nanami who gives you scary dog privileges when the creeps at the gym have lingering stares

gym boyfriend!nanami who purposely grunts your name softly when no one’s around, feigning innocence when he claims to only be getting your attention so you can get his water bottle open

gym boyfriend!nanami who never makes you feel incapable or less than for not being able to keep up with a workout

gym boyfriend!nanami celebrates your feats, big and small

gym boyfriend!nanami who, when your shirt rides up or if the bottom of your shorts roll up and he sees you squirm in discomfort, drops everything to fix it for you so you don’t have to interrupt your concentration

gym boyfriend!nanami who takes pride in seeing your eyes roam over his body through the mirror

gym boyfriend!nanami who purposefully flexes to see you drool and your cheeks flush a deeper hue than they already are

gym boyfriend!nanami who always tells you what a great job you did and how proud of you he is with a kiss to your sweaty forehead

gym boyfriend!nanami who always buys you a post workout protein shake/smoothie/juice and who always insists on treating you to breakfast

nsfw under the cut !!

gym boyfriend!nanami barely waits until the door to your shared home closes to gently shove you against it and kiss you breathless

gym boyfriend!nanami who tosses you onto your shared bed and peels your leggings and underwear off you

gym boyfriend!nanami who waves you off when you try to squeeze your thighs closed, needlessly embarrassed about smelling like sweat

gym boyfriend!nanami who says that it’s only healthy to get a good stretch and cardio in after a workout

gym boyfriend!nanami who grips the back of your thighs and pushes your knees to your chest to hear you moan at the pleasure-fully painful stretch of your sore muscles

gym boyfriend!nanami who teases you about how sopping wet you already are

gym boyfriend!nanami who gladly shoves his face into your cunt to devour you whole, gently kneading your hamstrings and glutes

gym boyfriend!nanami who gives you two orgasms before shoving his sweats off and effortlessly flipping you onto your hands and knees

gym boyfriend!nanami who guides your back into a nice, deep arch to stretch out your lower back muscles, the tip of his hard cock warm and wet as it presses against your sticky cunt, clit puffy and overstimulated

gym boyfriend!nanami could slide in easily with how wet you are but decides to tease and slip in, inch by delicious inch

gym boyfriend!nanami buries himself to the hilt with a low moan, grinding his hips and hitting that spongy spot deep inside you that has your lips falling open with pathetic mewls and whimpers

gym boyfriend!nanami shushes you condescendingly when you whine out “s’too big…k-kento”

gym boyfriend!nanami keeps his strokes deep and slow “it’s okay, honey…you can take it. my good girl can take it, can’t she?”

gym boyfriend!nanami who smirks and bares his weight down on you when you responded with a tearful “can take it…f-fuck! just wanna-wanna be good for you!”

gym boyfriend!nanami doesn’t pull out, he mutters messy promises of “m’gonna fill you up…make you swollen with my kids- fuck! m’gonna make you a mama-“ with equally messy thrusts before stilling behind you, cock twitching as he empties himself inside you

gym boyfriend!nanami who eases out of you and helps position you comfortably on the bed before leaving you with a gentle kiss and going to run a bath

gym boyfriend!nanami who massages your aching muscles as you rest against his chest, bodies enveloped in the warm water, smattering kisses all over your neck and shoulders with whispered and delicate “i love you”s

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gojoux · 8 months

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𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐀𝐘 “𝐋𝐄𝐓'𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓” 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐌

Gojo. Geto. Sukuna. Nanami. Choso. Toji. Megumi. Itadori. Yuta.

◈ — 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎

“Say no more.” He'd grab your face in an instant and press his lips against yours. He would immediately get touchy all over your body, and for not even a few seconds, he's already slipping his tongue in, savoring your taste with hunger. He'd pull away for a moment before devouring your lips with his own, your mouth would be invaded by his tongue once more before pressing you against the nearby wall.

◈ — 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎

“You want to make out? Alright, love. Let's go somewhere private, we can make out there as much as you want.” He'd place his hands on your wrist and lead you toward the bedroom. His lips would immediately find yours, soft but deep kisses at first before it gets heated. He doesn't mind if you want to be on the top or him on the top. Rest assured, he's not giving your lips a break either way. “Now I know what you need to do to convince me.”

◈ — 𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀

His body would shiver with excitement as he looks down at you with a hungry look. “Come here,” he reaches for you and grabs your body, “You want to make out, do you now? My, my, are you in the mood for me.” He tilts your head with his finger and starts trailing kisses on your neck, nibbling your skin with his teeth, licking and sucking, and doing whatever he wants until he makes sure it leaves a lot of his marks. His mind is filled with dirty thoughts, “I hope you know what you're getting yourself into.”

◈ — 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈

“Right here? Right now?” Nanami's eyebrows would elevate at this request. “I should have expected it from you.” He sighs and loosens his tie before leaning back on his chair saying, “I can spare some time for you, love,” as he pats his lap, gesturing you to sit with him. “Let's make it a good one.” He'll place a hand on your cheek and the other on your waist as he kisses you slowly, with no rush, he likes to take his time savoring your lips.

◈ — 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎

He would look at you confused, “What's that?” He had no clue what making out is and he's not familiar with the term. Once you explain it to him, he'll nod and hold your waist, initiating the kiss first. “Like this?” He'll kiss you more. “I think I can get used to this.” His kisses slowly become deeper, letting out a few hums of satisfaction here and then. His touches would become bolder as well once you give him the cue. He's never done something like this but he seems to enjoy it with you.

◈ — 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈

He'd raise a brow after hearing your request out of nowhere. “So you want to make out, huh? Are you feeling needy?” He'll tease you for it. “Now come here, I'll show you just how good I can be with my lips," he'd speak to you in a seductive tone while looking at you with a sly smile on his face. He'll kiss you all over your face until it's damp from both of your wet lips after the kiss while his hands eagerly caressing and groping your body. He won't stop even until you're breathless.

◈ — 𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐈

He'd turn a bit red at your sudden question. He is a little surprised with your forwardness but he's not against it. “What did you say? Do you want to make out with me?” He doesn't mind if you kiss him. In fact, he'd like it if you did because he's been wanting to do that with you for some time already. Megumi starts off shy with a few pecks, focusing on your lips and what gesture you like. It's surprisingly hard for him to stop kissing you once he's warmed up.

◈ — 𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈

“Eh? With me?” He points at himself. You'd smack his arm which makes him let out a short playful laugh, “Okay, okay, let's do it.” He'd kiss you eagerly, he really wanted to experience kissing someone ever since he was single, and now that got the chance to make out with you is more than a dream come true. He'll circle an arm over your shoulder and the other around your waist, pressing your body closer to him as he focuses on kissing you.

◈ — 𝐘𝐔𝐓𝐀

His face would turn red and his cheeks would be flushed. He'd look at you with surprised eyes and then he'd nod slowly. “O-of course, let's make out.” He'd say your name in such a soft way, the most romantic tone he's ever spoken to you with. After a few seconds of looking deeply into your eyes, he would lean closer and test the water with a few soft pecks before the kiss got deeper. He doesn't really know where to place his hand so he just holds your waist as he pulls you closer.

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kanekisfavoritegf · 25 days

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Nanami the 35 Year old Virgin Humps his sheets unknowingly when he dreams about you.

Nanami the 35 Year old Virgin swore off dating when working as a sorcerer until you came into his life.

Nanami the 35 Year old Virgin asks you out politely, despite the fear of being incompetent due to his lack of not only sexual relationships but emotional ones too.

Nanami the 35 Year old Virgin would offer to make you dinner at his place, and drink wine on his couch by the fire place.

Nanami the 35 Year old Virgin is absolutely mortified when he cums in his pants after you kissed him for the first time.

Nanami the 35 Year old Virgin is comforted by the way you treat him the exact same after he explains his lack of physical and emotional experience.

Nanami the 35 Year old Virgin finds himself pinning you to the couch and kissing you harder, keeping you down with his hips and making sure your legs are wrapped around him as he does so.

Nanami the 35 Year old Virgin doesn’t even care that his already stained pants seem to be getting worse as he rubs into you because you are letting out the sweetest moans for him.

Nanami the 35 Year old Virgin would beg you breathlessly between wet hot kisses and needily to teach him.

Teach him how to be your perfect lover in more ways than one.

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kentopedia · 6 months

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.𖥔 ݁ ˖ LOOK, MOM! — nanami kento

yuuji accidentally calls you mom

contents: nanami x fem!reader, husband nanami hehe, this is very silly and random and stupid, fluff, nanami & reader are yuuji's adoptive parents fr, words: 1059

“nanamin!” yuuji waves at the figure approaching from behind you, a flashy grin appearing on his face as he glances at the blonde man over your shoulder. “i didn’t know you were coming by today!”

kento's hair sweeps over his forehead in the wind, a few strands coming free as he heads towards you. it's a brisk day, and he has two hot coffees in his hands that he'd picked up after his mission.

a bead of sweat drips down yuuji's temple, and he wipes it with his sleeve, still breathing heavily. you'd spent the last hour training together, pushing his physical capabilities. gojo had been busy recently, between all the missions and his conversations with the higher ups.

so, of course, you'd volunteered to teach the newest student when he couldn't. quickly, he became your favorite of the three first years.

“i’m in between assignments.” kento hands you the coffee, places a gentle hand on your lower back with a smile that is hardly there. “mind if i steal my wife away for a bit?”

yuuji shrugs, his face still bright as he glances between the two of you. ever since he’d found out two of his favorite sorcerers were together, he’d hardly shut up about it.

“no problem. i’m going to meet up with fushiguro anyway.” he brushes the dirt off his pants, waving to the two of you.

“good job today, yuuji!” grateful for something to warm you up in the chilly air, you take a sip of the coffee. it’s perfect, as always, just what you needed. “you’re improving a lot!”

he grins, proud of his accomplishments. “thanks, mom! see you later!”

there's an elongated moment of silence.

you choke on your coffee as kento stiffens beside you, watching while yuuji comes to a skittering halt.

all three of you freeze. you cough, clearing your throat, and kento's hand, steady on your back, has stilled. “yuuji—“

“oh,” the teenager says, his face turning bright red as he realizes what he’s called you. he glances between the two of you, embarrassment evident. “i’m so sorry. i didn’t mean to—“

though, you don’t give yuuji enough time to protest. within seconds, you’ve gathered him up in your arms, squeezing the younger boy to your chest. “kento, we have a son!”

you feel yuuji tense, before he relaxes, and throws his arms around you in an even tighter hug. there’s some sort of thanks resting there. he laughs, carefree, a sound you never want to be taken away from the boy who manages to shine so brightly in such a dark world.

kento stares at you, folds his glasses up in his pocket, as if to show you both how unimpressed he is. “do we?” he asks, lips flat, though, you see through the facade to the amusement hidden in his irises. “i'm certain i would’ve remembered something like that.”

you make a face at him, covering yuuji’s ears dramatically. “oh, don’t listen to your dad, yuuji. he’s old, he doesn’t know what he’s saying.”

kento blinks, and then sighs, wrinkling his nose. though, when he sees yuuji’s wide grin, his eager expression, he decides to play along.

“well, then... there must be a lapse in my memory." kento crosses his arms over his chest as he regards the two of your extensively, searching for something. "that would certainly explain the striking resemblance between us.” he says drily.

yuuji laughs, a loud snort. he looks nothing like either of you, but you’re not sure he’s ever gotten to witness kento's sarcastic sense of humor, the one that not everyone really gets.

“exactly!” yuuji quips back to kento’s blank expression. "everyone tells me i have the same smile as my dad!

kento’s trying hard not to let yuuji win that one, but you can see the slight wrinkle around his eye, the tiny quirk of his lips. beside the pink haired boy, you choke out a few giggles, covering your mouth.

“yes," kento nods, solemn. "i’ve heard that as well.”

"so you do know how to make jokes, nanamin!" yuuji shouts, nearly jumping in the air as he cheers. "i can't wait to tell fushiguro this."

kento rolls his eyes, but yuuji’s so pleased, and he releases you, his eyes soft and bright as he pulls away.

though he doesn’t say it, doesn't thank you for anything, you can tell he’s grateful. itadori yuuji may be happy with his life as it is now, may have found a home within the friends he’s made at the high school, but you know he misses his grandfather. sometimes, perhaps, he even longs for the conventional family he never really got to have.

you ruffle his hair, the pink strands catching between the cracks of your fingers. “tell him i said hello too.”

yuuji nods, stuffing his hands in his pocket as he steps away. “i will!” his cheerful gaze is pinned on your husband, a secretive smile making a home on his lips. “bye, dad.”

kento shakes his head, and sighs again, though you can tell, a part of him is touched to have won so much of yuuji's admiration. “have a good evening, itadori.”

you watch the young boy scurry away, hands in his pockets as he braces himself against the cold.

"you should be nicer to your son, kento."

kento snorts, throwing an arm over your shoulder as he brings you closer to him. "i am nice to him," he says, kissing your temple softly. "a little hard on him, maybe, but i just don't want anything bad to happen to him."

you soften, look up at him with warm eyes, and you squeeze the hand that is resting on your shoulder. "i know," you say, your heart clenching. you've thought about it before, thought of kento with a tiny child that looks just like him, cradled against his chest. thought of him with a little girl whose hair he can braid, a little boy he can raise to be a gentleman.

but you hadn't talked about it; you'd always thought your life was too busy, too dangerous for children.

"you'd make a good dad, ken," you say, your cheeks flushed as you grin at him.

kento's eyes flash. "really?" an array of emotions scurries across his features before he leans down, kissing you softly. "is this your way of telling me you want a baby, sweetheart?" his voice deepens as he whispers against your lips, smiling. "because i'm more than happy to give you one."

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