#nanmi kento x reader

[itsfairly]

Two Negatives Make a Positive // Nanami Kento x f!reader

word count: 2.4k

cw: f!reader, neighbors to lovers, valentine's inspired (not mentioned but that's the main idea), not proofread

summary: dating can be tricky and nanami has confirmed that fact tonight on his date. but as he gets home and sees his neighbor alone by the stairs, he gets the feeling he isn't the only one with a bad night.

notes: i have no notes other than you can tell when things started to flow for him in this one.

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His date wasn’t going well. Not because his date was rude or not interested, but it didn’t feel like a date. Rather than feeling his cheeks hurt from how much he was smiling, Nanami felt he was just being polite rather than smitten. Maybe he was jumping to conclusions so quickly, he thought, maybe as the date went on things would fall into place to meet again.

But things never seem to fall just right. Conversation was bland and when it seemed like it would get better, the moment didn’t seem to last for longer than a few seconds whether because of an interruption or because that was the end of that thread. They couldn’t seem to find their pace, resulting in multiple occasions when they ended up interrupting each other mid-sentence, maybe her sneaking her phone down the table as if to escape the awkwardness of the situation, which only made it worse in his eyes. It was obvious to know that, despite the kind “we should do this again sometime”, they wouldn’t meet each other for a second date.

After walking his date to their car, Nanami sighs, running his fingers through his hair. This one wasn’t as lucky either. Neither was the last, and the one before that, and the one before that…when did dating become so complicated? Even with this many ways to meet other people, the universe didn’t seem to help him much with his cards. Again, it wasn't like the people he met were horrible, they were always polite and even lovely, but it didn’t seem to click with any of them. Nanami was beginning to think that maybe he was looking for a spark that didn’t exist for many people, that he was having too high of expectations and he had to lower them to his dismay.

For now, he just wanted to be alone, maybe have something to get rid of that sad taste in his mouth once he got home. The drive was nothing noteworthy, simply love songs playing on the radio no matter how much he tried to avoid them by changing stations, almost as if the universe decided that mocking him was much more fun than helping him in his predicament. But eventually he gets home, but he also sees you. His neighbor was all dressed up and sitting by the entrance of the building with your phone in your hand.

Of course he knew you, but he had to admit he had to double check to confirm it was you. He just never caught you looking so…elegant like this, you were always rushing out of the building and coming back so exhausted from work that you always kept your appearance simple to make it easier to maintain. Not tonight. Tonight it was obvious that you took the time to impress someone: flowery dress with heels, blush and glossy lips, string earrings that match your necklace, along with a small purse that kept you company on the side. Another thing that was different was your face, not because of the make up but because of your expression. Rather than the bright and confident look that you always wore, you were looking down with a soured expression, letting out a frown as you put your phone down and buried your face in your hands.

While Nanami did know you, it wasn’t anything beyond neighbors. Hello and good evening accompanied by small talk for the sake of being polite, nothing more. But it wasn’t like he could just walk past you when you were obviously distressed. It might not be his place as a guy that happened to live in the same building as you, but he couldn’t ignore that you were alone outside and all dressed up. His mind made two and two together and decided to walk up ahead to you.

“Seems like I’m not the only one ending the night on a bad note.” Nanami said, trying to sound as casual as possible. He didn’t want to seem as if all he wanted was to downplay what you were going through.

You run your hands up through your hair, looking up at Nanami before you. Just like you, he was dressed quite elegantly, his blazer hanging around his arm and revealing the rest of his white shirt and black vest. He always dressed quite professional, being a businessman and all, as well as always looking quite stressed. Tonight though, he seemed let down, just like you did.

“You’re a man, right?” You asked, sounding gloomy. Before he could express his confusion to the question, you continued with, “explain to me why a guy would cancel a date five minutes before it.”

So it was as he thought, he got much luckier than you by not getting stood up by his date like you were. Offering a sympathetic chuckle, he sits down one the stairs with you. Not by your side but on the opposite side of the stairs to you. It was one thing for a date to not work like this, but it was another one to get canceled at the last minute, practically to be denied the chance to know whether or not it would lead to something more. It was a quite immature move to cancel so quickly and out of nowhere, especially when it seemed like you really put a lot of consideration into tonight if you looked like that.

“Do you want a polite answer or my answer?” He asks, bringing his hands together as he rests his elbows on his legs.

“Whichever is more real.” You mumbled.

Nanami sighs, looking up at the night sky as he searches for an answer. He didn’t want to make you feel worse, especially considering that your date’s actions are nowhere near your responsibility, but he knew how it could be so easy to beat yourself up over it if you looked distressed over it.

“Maybe he got cold feet at the last minute, realized that dating isn’t his thing or found someone else. Regardless, if he canceled minutes before your date, they are not worth your time if they disrespect you so quickly.”

You nodded, wrapping your arms around your legs and resting your head on your knees, looking straight ahead. Nanami could only hope that his words weren’t too harsh on you, so he decides to add onto his answer to soften whatever blow he might have landed.

“Besides, a man doesn't cancel a date so close to it. Maybe you got lucky avoiding such an immature guy just now.”

You chuckled, the corner of your lips lifting for a second in appreciation. You turn to look at him, your back resting against the stairs rail with a sigh.

“I know it has nothing to do with me or that I did something wrong, it’s just that I was excited for tonight. You know, that giddiness that comes on a date, getting to know each other, and…just hoping for more…”

As your words trail off, the two of you sit in silence, letting those feelings of disappointment come back up for Nanami. Those experiences you described were the ones he felt he was left out of tonight, instead getting brushed to the side at times by getting interrupted or his date focusing on something else other than their date together, as well as hoping for the date to either end or get better rather than wishing more of it. Of course, you probably felt the same as him, deprived of what so many people call the purpose of life. What a joke, he thought. If the purpose of life was to find someone you loved, then why was it so hard for some over others.

It felt weird for this to be his first conversation with you outside of small talk and other neighborly matters, but at the same time there was this odd comfort in knowing he wasn’t the only one feeling robbed of some romance for tonight, someone to share his misery with, even if you two were yet to know each other better.

“Being on the date isn’t easier either,” Nanami broke the silence with a light scoff.

You raise your brow at him, taking a good look up and down before asking, “Is that why you're all dressed up? I mean, you’re always looking very fancy and elegant. It’s just that tonight you looked like you were headed to somewhere nice.”

He chuckled, surprised at the subtle compliment, he doesn't comet much about it. “I did. It just wasn’t the date I was hoping for.”

You softened, your brows pinching together as your shoulders relaxed. “Was it that bad?”

“It wasn’t bad. She didn't do anything outrageous, but it was just uncomfortable. Not because of first date nerves, but because we didn't really click.” Nanami explained, shrugging his shoulders to show that it wasn’t that big of a deal. It wasn’t that things didn’t work out on this particular date that bothered him anyways, it was that things weren't working out for quite some time and it was growing frustrating for him.

You nodded, taking in his words as well as his frustration. It was a different kind of frustration to yours at the moment, but it was the same feeling. You two were still looking for that romance that simply didn’t seem to come to either of you just yet, no matter how hard you tried to find it.

“Seems like dating is hard for the both of us.” You chuckled, resting your head against the railing. “It’s too tricky. Maybe we should start a support group for the romantically challenged."

Nanami chuckles, no, he laughs. It was enough to lift up his spirits after bringing them down. He shrugs, looking at you with a sympathetic smile, “That would mean we would have to find other people to join in.”

“I think people would be embarrassed to even join. You know, between dating apps and all, they would feel like there’s no excuse to complain about being single.”

“Then it can be just the two of us. It seems like we understand each other right now.”

You smile, making Nanami’s mood improve when he sees that smile that you always wear. That smile simply pulls your look together, brighter than the jewelry you’re wearing and softer than the dress around your body. It was strange. He just came out of a nice restaurant, the kind that has a nice dinner with dim lights, and he was having much more fun at the stairs of his building with his neighbor. One moment frustrated that his date didn’t click and the next feeling his lips curl up because of your smile, a smile that was because of him.

It took a second for him to realize that he was smiling much more sincerely before you than he did before his date tonight, a smile that not only reached his cheeks but also his eyes. That his chest was warming up with that feeling he has been seeking for longer than just this evening. That things were clicking.

After a few seconds of silence, he speaks up, his voice softer and tender, “I should’ve said this before, but you look really pretty tonight.”

Your smile softens as your head tilts downwards to look down at your clothes, as if you had forgotten that you had gotten ready for tonight, before looking back up to him, “oh, thank you…you look very nice yourself. Well, you always do, considering that this…” you signal to his clothes up and down with your hand, “...is what you wear on a daily basis. It’s a really good look on you.”

He chuckles, looking downwards for a second as he thinks on what to respond before he realizes he has a blazer on his lap. He looks up at the sky, the moon high on the night with the stars shining all around it, making him remember your smile and the earrings that frame your face nicely. He thinks that sight of you looks just as beautiful as the sky right now…

“Thank you. I wasn’t saying it to be nice though. I meant it and it’s a shame that they canceled and missed out on such a lovely person.” He reaffirms, scooting a bit closer to you.

You hummed, not scooting away from him or pushing him away. In fact, it seemed like your eyes couldn’t drift away from him. Whether it was the moon shining on them or something else, there was a shine to them now. He liked it. He really really liked it.

“Say,” Nanami clears his throat, swallowing his nerves as he looks at you with a hint of shyness now that he realized how much of a reaction he was having at the moment, “since we’re both so dressed up, what if we go out for a drink? To end the night on a better note.”

You chuckled, nodding at his proposal as you extended your hand for him to grab. “Thought you never ask.” You say playfully, your smile reaching your eyes as they squinted slightly.

Nanami chuckles as well, getting up from the stairs and standing in front of you to take your hand. As he lifts you up the stairs, he wraps his blazer around you, meeting a soft “oh” from your lips. When you try to take it off, insisting that he doesn't need to, he shakes his head.

“Please, it’s already late out here and cold. At least until we reach my car.” He insists, tilting his head down towards you to meet your eyes.

You keep your hands on his blazer, pulling it closer to you by the edges of it as you thank him. It was a nice feeling, maybe this is what he meant earlier when he called the guy that stood you up as immature because here he was as his contrast. Nanami wasn’t even your date until a few seconds ago and he was already making you feel all those butterflies in your stomach, that giddiness, that excitement of getting to know him…maybe this was what it meant to go out with a man that knew the kind of relationship he wanted. Secure and upfront, but also tender and considerate.

Opening the door of the car for you, Nanami helps you into the seat and then walks around the car on his own, a genuine smile on his face as he drives off to a café you recommended just now. As he drove, those same love songs from earlier keep playing on the radio, making him thank the universe for letting things play out the way they were supposed to. Now, not only did he know you two would do this again soon, but he also got that spark he has been looking for with you.

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JJK Men Making Up With You After A Fight

Characters: Gojo Satoru, Nanami Kento, Ryomen Sukuna, FAB!Reader

Content Warning: sex, makeup sex, fighting, public sex, choking, dirty talk!

Word Count: 5,453

A/N: Hot diggity damn, makeup sex time. Gojo’s had me cackling!! As always, requests are open!! I don’t bite. . unless you ask nicely 😈

Gojo Satoru

Your phone buzzed in your pocket, and you ignored it, much like the other ten times it rang. You instead headed for the concession stand at the theater. Your boyfriend, Satoru Gojo, had pissed you off beyond all means. He'd forgotten all about your date. The specific date you had been planning for a month. You intended to celebrate at the fanciest restaurant and made reservations two weeks ago. All for him! Because they had world-class desserts.

You got there before him; they took you to your private table. Where you waited, and waited, and waited. Finally, forty-five minutes later, you called him.

“Hey, babe!” He said over the sound background chatter. “What's up? I'm out at the new cafe with Suguru and Nanami!”

“Oh?” Gritting your teeth, you tapped your nails against the table. “Are you having fun?” The tone of your voice was bitter and cold.

Your boyfriend hesitated, “Uhm yeah, the desserts are delicious.” Rage boiled in your gut.

“You know who else has delicious desserts?” He hummed, but you didn't give him a chance to answer. “The restaurant I'm at! You know the one I made reservations for three weeks ago?!”

You could practically see the fear in your boyfriend's voice. “Oh fuck, shit! That was tonight?! Stay there; I'll be there in a couple of minutes.” Your eyes stung with unshed tears.

“No, you can come, but I won't be here.”

You had done just as you said, quickly paying for your tab before hurrying out of the restaurant before Gojo could teleport there. You crossed the street, heading towards the movie theater. There was not a chance in hell he would find you in here. You were heartbroken; all the effort you put into your date was wasted.

You sat in the very back of the empty theater. You were feeling some ease that there was no one here. Then again, they were playing older movies anyone could stream nowadays. You seriously doubted anyone would be joining you to watch Titanic. You could zone out, cool down, and try to figure out what to say to Satoru the next time you see him.

As the opening credits started to play, you heard a door slam open. Peeking down, you choked on popcorn as you noticed your boyfriend scanning the theater. Bright blue eyes seemed to glow as he held his blindfold in one hand. Fuck! Fuck! Fuckin stupid Six-Eyes! Those blue eyes instantly found you, and you could see the relief wash over Satoru. You hid your face behind the bucket of popcorn, internally groaning as you heard him bounding up the stairs.

“Y/N! Why didn’t you wait for me?!” You ignored him, slowly lowering the bucket to stare at the movie screen. “Hey, hello?”

“Shh!” You scolded before stuffing more popcorn in your mouth. Avoiding his questions altogether.

His shoes stepped over the soda-sticky floor, blocking your view of the screen. “We need to talk.” His hand gently reached out, index finger lifting your chin to look up at him.

“Fuck you.” You said, getting up and moving further down the row, plopping down in a seat.

“Y/N baby!” The groan he let out had you rolling your eyes. “Please, I’m sorry I forgot!” He bounded after you, only for you to get up stepping into the lower row. Your action had Gojo stopping in his tracks, the two of you staring at each other. “Are you playing keep away?”

A rich laugh escaped him, one that was full of humor and delight. It had him hunching over as he cackled. You hated it, but you found your smile tugging at your lips. Here he was, groaning and whining like a child, and you weren’t any better. You were running away from him, pouting like a toddler that didn’t get their way.

Gojo’s laughter the tears forming in his eyes, had your heart feeling lighter. God, he was such a cutie. A cutie who forgot all about your date. A date you’d spent time, money, and energy on! All for his benefit. Holy shit, the Gojo charm almost had you forgiving him!

“No!” You snapped, stomping down your foot like the mature adult you were. “Shut up! I’m mad at you.”

Turning to head further down the row, you gasped as Satoru jumped over the row, landing right in front of you. “Look, just give me a chan—“ he started before you threw a handful of popcorn in his face, “okay, and here I thought I was the immature one.” His tongue darted out, licking at the salty butter off the corner of his mouth.

“You are! Toru, seriously! I put all that time and effort into planning that for you!!” You threw another piece directly at his forehead. He allowed the abuse with the popcorn to continue. He was staring at you as you tossed another piece at him.

“Are you done now?” He asked as you hugged the bucket to your chest. “Awesome, cool.” He reached out, ruffling your hair. “I can’t make up for missing the date that I seriously appreciate you planning and paying for. I can, however, make the most out of the night I fucked up.”

“How do you plan on doing that?” You flung one more piece of popcorn at him. It hit infinity before he snatched the bucket from you, placing it in one of the empty chairs.

“You’ll see.” A childlike smile was plastered across his face as he ran down the stairs, grabbing two bags before running back up to you. “We might not be at the fanciest of restaurants.” Your heart soared as he held out a take-out bag from the restaurant where you had made reservations. “But dinner and the Titanic?” He learned by pressing his forehead against yours. “Sounds like a great fuckin’ date to me.”

Taking the bag out of Satoru’s hands, you sighed, your fingers grazing over his longer ones. He didn’t have to pick up dinner from the restaurant you planned to take him to. Satoru didn't even need to try to find you when he knew you were angry, yet here he was—trying to prove to you just how sorry he was. Those were some of the things you loved about him. Cocky, annoying, and charming in more ways than one.

With your free hand, you grab onto Satoru’s wrist, giving it a gentle squeeze. “Has anyone told you that you're a charming asshole?” Seeing your smile, Satoru let out a sigh of relief before intertwining your fingers.

“Nope, that one's new.”

“Don't push it.”

“Yes, ma’am!” He grabbed the popcorn bucket before following you back to the top row. The two of you cracked open the takeout containers, eating the delicious food while whispering as you watched the movie.

Halfway through the food and movie, you hummed, watching the infamous steamy car scene before you turned to Satoru, who yawned. “Hey, Toru.” he tilted his head, turning to look down at you. “Do you think we could recreate this scene?” He perked up. “In a veil?”

“Oh, holy fuck!” You yelled, hand gripping Satoru’s shoulder as you bounced up and down on his cock. “Fuck, oooh fuck!”

Your boyfriend's head was tilted back against the chair. Whines and whimpers escaped his pressed lips as you slammed yourself up and down as hard and as fast as you could. The tiny viel Satoru had put around the two of you was keeping you concealed, and the heat within the small space.

The thick, musky, almost sweet smell of sex was getting to you, making you hotter and hornier. Knowing the two of you were fucking in such an open space, without people knowing, God, it was so hot. You were going to fuck Toru’s brains out as both punishment for forgetting your date and for making it one you would never forget.

“Y/N, please,” Satoru cried out, “please fuck.”

“Please, what, Toru~?” You cooed, rocking yourself back and forth on his dick, making his jaw drop into a wide ‘O’. “Tell me what you want baby~”

“I wanna cum; I wanna cum in your pussy.” He begged, his hands groping and massaging your breasts. “Please, baby~?”

You giggle just before you can respond to the people entering the theater. The cleaning ushers, no doubt. Your body seized up, clamping down on Satoru’s cock, causing him to growl. Your hand flew up, covering his mouth as you listened to the staff talking. While they couldn’t see you, the thought of strangers walking around while you had sex, god, it made you wetter than wet.

Keeping your hand over Satoru’s mouth, you fucked yourself down on him like he was your own personal dildo. His whines grew louder under your hand as he gripped your ass, helping you fuck yourself on him. He was so close, so, so close.

All he needed was a little push. That push is your twitching cunt. You rocked faster, your free hand resting over his chest, as you felt your orgasm coming in fast before your back arched. A silent scream etched your face as you came hard. Satoru gaped into your eyes, eyebrows furrowed together, as one hand gripped your ass and the other smacked into the veil.

Or rather, through it.

A bloody murder scream came from one of the workers as a disembodied hand popped out of thin air. The co-workers followed her out, screaming and yelling. At the same time, Satoru pulled his hand back inside the veil. The two of you were coming down, your bare chest resting against his. You just stared at each other for a long moment before you both started to giggle loudly.

“G-Guess the handprint scene doesn't work well in the veil.” Satoru chuckled, cupping strands of hair behind your ear.

“Guess not.” Was your confirmation, as you slowly pulled yourself off of Satoru’s lap with a wince. “Such a shame. I was hoping for better results.”

“Hmm, it might not work with the veil, but I have an idea where we could try because I’m not done yet. I still haven't apologized to you in the way you deserve.”

“Oh?” You both picked up your trash and readjusted your clothes as Satoru lowered the veil.

“Yeah, I wanna apologize to you in the shower, in our bed, fuck even the balcony.” The two of you ran for the exit door. “It's a good thing that the restaurant you picked out is known for the aphrodisiac desserts.”

“Wait, what?”

“Oooh, sweetie,” Satoru sneered down at you with a mischievous chuckle.“Why do you think I kept bugging you to take me to that restaurant?”

It was going to be a very long night for you.

Nanami Kento:

“Damn!” The soft curse woke you up; you rubbed your eyes, watching your fiancè searching for something on the dresser.

“Kento?” Your groggy voice drew his attention towards you. “Welcome home.”

Your beloved fiance had been gone for two weeks. He'd just gotten home last night; Gojo had picked him up for you. You had been working your ass off for the previous two weeks. You picked up the work of another co-worker who had just walked out without notice. Gojo knew you had been running around for two weeks filing paperwork, assigning missions, and helping Shoko. He was instant on you getting some sleep. He assured you he'd get Nanami, and you were thankful for him doing that for you.

This way, you could spend more time with Kento.

“Where are my cufflinks?” Nanako snapped, his eyes full of annoyance.

His tone had you blinking in stunned silence. “Right there,” you motioned to the box he always kept them in, “was your mission rough?” That would explain his cold, sharp tone.

“Yes, Y/N, it was rough.” He opened the box, grabbing the links before slamming it shut. “You wouldn't understand.”

His words sliced through you like a hot knife. “Excuse me?” You three the sheets off your body, standing to face him. “What the hell do you mean I wouldn't understand?!” Nanami Kento rolled his eyes at your anger.

“I'm simply stating the truth. You don't understand what it's like to go out on missions, fight, and do more than paperwork.” His hand ran through his still-damp hair. “So I'm just trying to understand why you couldn't pick me up last night. Gojo told me that you were burning the candle at both ends. I fail to see how that is even possible.”

The bedroom was nearly silent. The only sound that you could hear over the boiling rage was your heartbeat in your ears. “Get out of my way.” Was all you could manage as you pushed past him, digging through your drawers for clothes.

“Honestly, why are you acting like a child?”

“Why are you acting like a dick?!” Nanako was seconds from snapping back, but his words evaded him when he saw you crying. “You have no idea how hard my job is!” Your hands wiped uselessly at the stream of tears. “My worthless coworker quit. So I'm stuck doing my job and hers!”

“Y/N.”

“Yes! I do loads of paperwork, and I sit in front of a computer most of my day.” You pulled on your pants, stepping out of Nanami’s grasp. “It may not be physically demanding, but in a mental aspect, I'm drained. Paperwork, mission assignments, and death notices!” Honey-brown eyes went wide. “Yeah, that's why my coworker quit! She couldn't handle it!”

“Love, I—”

You held a hand up, silencing Nanami. “So last night, Gojo picked you up instead of me because I was in Kyoto. Telling a mother and father that their eighteen-year-old son died!” Flashes of Yu Haibara flashed through Nanami’s eyes.

He could barely handle his death, imagining what his parents went through. When someone in your position told them that their child was gone, he couldn't even begin to imagine what that must have been like. Emotionally and mentally draining. He had no idea how much your job consisted of because you hardly brought it up. More concerned with him.

“Y/N, I had no clue—”

“No, fuck you.” You turned on your heel, racing for the door. “Welcome home! Kindly go fuck yourself.” With those words, you left, leaving Nanami alone in your apartment.

It took you a couple of hours to cry out your feelings. The exhaustion and stress of the last two weeks hit you all at once with Nanami’s cruel words. He had no clue what you went through without him here. It didn't matter if he was just as exhausted as you were. Both of you had been ground to bones in two weeks apart.

Despite all of those factors, he still had no right to talk to you the way he had.

But as much as you wanted to stay away from him, your apartment, reality, you had to go back. Your engagement ring glimmered as a stupid reminder, even if he had crossed a line today. Nanami was still the love of your life.

The second you unlocked the door to the apartment, you sighed. “I'm home.” Your voice was barely audible.

Just as you finished removing your shoes, you looked up to see Nanami. His cheeks and neck flushed as he looked at the floor. Your fiance looked like a dog that had been scolded, as he should. Despite wanting to throw yourself into his arms and cry out your frustration, to hit, to beg him to hold you tight, you just walked past him.

Entering your living room, your heart lurched into your throat as you gasped. A large bouquet of roses is on your coffee table, surrounded by all your favorite snacks. The words ‘I’m Sorry’ were spelled in rose petals on the floor.

You had thought you were incapable of crying anymore, yet fresh tears spilled over your tear-stained cheeks. Nanami’s body looked over you, his hands hesitantly rubbing your shoulders. To Nanami’s relief, you didn't attempt to pull away.

“Y/N, I'm so, so, sorry.” you leaned back into his chest, sniffling as you wiped at your eyes. “The way that I acted this morning was utterly disgusting. I took my frustration and anger out on you, the last person I should ever hurt.” His fingers began kneading and rubbing at your sore muscles. “Could you ever find it in your heart to forgive me? For being an irrational ass?”

”A major ass.” Nanami’s whole body relaxed at your soft voice.

He turned you around to face him, his strong arms holding you flush against him. “Yes, a total and complete asshole.” Once your arms wrapped around his waist, he fully relaxed. ”Are you okay?” His smooth voice whispered, his chin resting on top of your head. “Do you want to talk about what happened?”

“No, I just want you.”

Pulling away to look up at him, he noticed the dark circles under your eyes. “Yeah? Do you need me to help you fall asleep?” His hand trailed down, gripping your hips. Your nod was the only confirmation he needed.

Sprawled out over the bed, candles burning, soft music playing, you gasped and whimpered. Nanami’s face was buried between your thighs, kissing and sucking at your drenched folds. Those honey-brown eyes that had been filled with concern and worry earlier were now drowning in lust. His needs could wait until later. This was all about you, making you feel better.

”Fuck Ken!” Your fingers grazed over his undercut before gripping the longer strands of hair. “Don’t stop, please, fuck.” Obeying your wishes, Kento’s tongue moved faster. Sucking and slurping at you. Quenching the thirst he had been craving for the last two weeks. “Yes, yes, yes!’

Feeling your cunt clenching, Kento shoved two fingers inside of you, his tongue focusing on your clit. You gasped, eyes wide as his two fingers rubbed expertly against your g-spot. You swore he nearly sent you to heaven as white spots flooded your vision. You screamed before squirting all over his face. The sensation, the taste of your cum had him rutting his hips into the mattress. His tongue did not once let up. It was your orgasm, the content sigh that left your lips that had him stiffening. His cock spurting cum all within the confines of his boxers and sweats.

Your dazy eyes trailed down over your nude body, focusing on Kento’s rutting form. Humping the mattress until the last waves of both of your orgasms came to an end. Kento hummed, his voice vibrated against your still trembling pussy. When he found the strength to pull away, You smiled as he trailed soft kisses up your thighs, hips, stomach, and chest before finally landing on your lips.

You kiss back softly, his arms pulling you close as he pulls you to lay on his chest. His hands gently caressed up and down your back, a slight frown gracing his face. “Ken,” you kiss his chest, “it’s fine. Please don’t worry about it anymore.” His eyes glanced at you before back at the ceiling, his fingers never once pausing.

“I know, I just, I didn’t know your job consisted of so much.” His eyes shut tight, eyebrows scrunching together. “You do all those reports, help Shoko, inform families of deaths, and on top of that, you take care of our home.”

His words from over, repeated over and over, on a loop. Just a desk job? You didn’t know what he went through. When it was the other way around, he didn’t know what you went through daily. His words were cold and cruel. All because he had taken his exhaustion and frustration out on you. The most important person in his life.

Your slender finger gently rubbed up and down the bridge of his nose. Grounding him, pulling him out of the deep void of his thoughts. Opening his eyes, he was met with your glimmering Y/E/C eyes. Your sleepy gaze and gentle smile had his heart clenching in his chest.

”Ken, it’s okay. You didn’t know, much like I don’t know about all of the struggles you go through.” Your gentle touch had him relaxing against the mattress. “Let’s just agree not to downplay each other again. We both work hard, every day, to make this life for us to share.” Slowly pulling your hand away, you leaned up, kissing his lips. “As long as we come home to each other at the end of the day, that’s all that matters.”

Kento smiled softly, pressing a gentle kiss against your lips. “I couldn’t agree with you more, Y/N.” Your warm, tired smile had him melting. “I’m home.”

“Welcome home, Kento.” You whispered against his lips.

Ryomen Sukuna:

You loved your boyfriend, really you did. But for the last week, he’d been almost insufferable. His younger brother Yuuji was on Spring break. His best friend Megumi had invited him to join him and his family for the week on the beach. Sukuna all but packed Yuuji’s bags for him, ushering the twerp out of the apartment before locking it up, heading to spend the week with you.

It was like his own personal spring break away from his brothers.

Which also was the start of a week from hell for you. At first, the weekend was lovely. The two of you stayed in, had crazy, animalistic sex, and just enjoyed each other. But when Monday rolled around and you left for work, things took a turn.

You came home to find Sukuna’s clothes all around the room, the dishes from breakfast still in the sink, and he was snoring on the couch. At first, you were upset. The poor guy was raising his young brother while their other brother, Choso, was on vacation with some college friends. Sukuna truly did bust his ass for his brothers, so it made sense that he was beat.

So you let it go, picked up, washed the dishes, and made the two of you dinner. It had been somewhat annoying, but it was alright. You wanted to make sure Sukuna got as much rest as he could before he went back to work the following week.

Tuesday afternoon, you came home to a similar situation: clothes everywhere, dishes in the sink, only Sukuna had just returned from the gym. When he got home, he started helping you before taking a shower. Maybe he had just been so interested in getting to the gym that he forgot to do the dishes. That sort of thing happened when you were in a rush, so it wasn’t that big of a deal.

But when you got home today, it was the same damn story. You looked around the apartment, groaning out loud as Sukuna scrolled briefly through Netflix. There were empty soda cans, trash, and, of course, his gym clothes all over the floor. This was not the man you knew.

“Ryomen Sukuna!” Your sharp tone had him turning in your direction. “What are you doing?”

“Trying to find something to watch on Netflix?” He raised an eyebrow as if it wasn’t obvious what he was doing.

“I can see that!” You scrubbed a hand over your face. “I meant all the trash, clothes, and everything!”

“Oooh,” he looked around the apartment, “I’ll get to it.”

You tugged at your hair with an exasperated groan. “That’s not the point! Why are you trashing the place to begin with?”

“I’m on vacation.”

“So?!” Your tone had his full attention now. “When I have a day off, I don’t trash your place.”

Sukuna pinched at the bridge of his nose with a grumble. “Are we seriously going to fight about this?” He narrowed his gaze at you, those eyes you normally adored full of irritation. Irritation that had no right to even be there!

“Yes, we are! How is it fair that I make us breakfast, go to work, come home, and make dinner? On top of that, you expect me to come home and pick up your trash and clothes?”

“Well, I mean, yeah.” The answer that came out of his mouth far faster than you thought. “I mean, that’s your job. It’s what you’re good at.” Sukuna rolled a shoulder as he twirled the remote between his fingers. “I exercise spirits, and you—“ He finally turned, seeing the rage and darkening of your cheeks. “You—are good at caring for the house and cooking.”

Oh, he’d fucked up.

You didn’t say a word. Instead, you scoffed and stormed to the bedroom, slamming the door. Sukuna winced and turned his head to face your room. Perhaps that wasn’t the best choice of words. He had meant to say, well, that you were a good caretaker, wifey material. Now that he was looking around the room, truly taking in the state of your usually well-kept home, your words were beginning to settle in his gut.

Had he been that lazy and messy? The take-out containers, his gym clothes, and empty cans confirmed that, yes, he had. Ever since his brothers left, he didn’t have to move constantly. He didn’t have to take Yuuji to school, helping Choso with homework. He had time to himself, where he didn’t have to ensure everything was in tip-top shapes. This was a chance for him to mellow out and relax.

He’d wanted to spend this mellow time with you, his girlfriend, the most amazing woman he’d ever met. But instead, he’d gotten lazy, stuck in a rut of not having to do such a damn thing. This wasn’t how he normally acted, so why now? Fuck, and to tell you you were nothing but a maid, that it was your job. Yeah, no, he totally fucked up.

You were his girlfriend, partner, and the woman he wanted to spend his life with. Most of his other partners hadn’t been able to handle the fact he was a single dad. He had raised his two brothers, just the three against the world. But you, god, you were an angel. You helped him out, making dinners and teaching him the best ways to cook and stir certain foods, which grocery stores had the best sales. You had made him a better man, a better brother.

And he’d gone and turned himself into a shitty boyfriend, trashing your apartment, making misogynistic comments, hurting you. He had to fix this. Or he might very well end up losing the best thing that’s ever happened to him. Without a second thought, he got up, executing his plan.

You needed an hour and a half to yourself before you had completely calmed down. You glanced at your reflection, whipping at your tear-stained cheeks before entering the living room. All you needed to do was grab something to eat and go back to bed. When you walked out into the messy living room, you stopped.

The trashed room scattered with clothes was completely picked up, and the coasters and books were neatly put back into place. Sukuna was nowhere to be found. So you headed into the kitchen, which was also spotless. No crumbs were on the counters, and the dishes had been cleaned and put away. There was still no sign of Sukuna.

Part of you was still angry and didn’t want to see him. The other part of you wanted to thank him and hear what he had to say. Just as you were pulling your phone out to call him, your door opened. Sukuna stepped in with a bag of takeout. He took his shoes off, placing them where they were supposed to go before he locked the door.

“Suku?” He jumped, startled by your voice. But he slowly turned to you, giving you a remorseful smile.

“Hey,” he put the takeout on the counter, “Y/N, I—“ his cheeks flushed as he rubbed at the back of his neck. “You know I’m not the best with apologies, and I suck at fucking using my words.” With a heavy sigh, he grabbed your hand. “But what I said earlier was fucked up, and I’m sorry. I don’t see you as some maid, I just.” You couldn’t help but smile as he struggled to find the right words. “I don’t want you ever to feel like I don’t appreciate everything you do. You’ve made me a better man, and I unfortunately haven’t been like that this week.”

You hummed, nodding in agreement as you interlaced your fingers with his. “Yeah, you’ve been a manchild. Yuuji would have been more mature than you.” He cringed, dropping his head down. “Then again, you did clean up your mess and pick me some dinner.” Your thumb brushed over his knuckles. “So maybe you haven’t been as bad as you think.” Sukuna was leaning in to kiss you, but you squeezed his hand tighter and tighter until it was almost painful. “But if you ever tell me it’s my job to take care of you or the chores again, I’ll put you in my trunk and help people look for you.”

Your boyfriend winced before nodding in understanding. “Right, yes, understood.” The second your hand softened, he pulled you towards the bedroom. “Come on.” You blushed, watching his back. His neck was a soft, rosy color.

“What are we doing?”

“You’re not doing anything.” He said, pushing you back against the bed. “I’m going to show you how much I appreciate you.”

Oh, and Sukuna did just that. He licked and sucked on your clit until you came. His fingers slammed in and out of you, fucking you until you squirted all over his hand. His smirk was sinister and hungry each time you came. Only when you were fucked out of your mind did he decide to fuck you with his cock.

“Please~ please, Suku~” You panted as he rubbed his cock head up and down your entrance. “Please.”

“Why are you begging?” He grunted as he slid his entire length into you. “You want my cock that bad.” He smirked at your tiny whimpers, his cock stretching you in the most delicious way.

“Yes, yes, I want it.” You grabbed his hand, and he went to hold it, only to watch as you placed it over your throat. “Give it to me.” You felt his cock throb inside of you.

He squeezed without having to be told twice. “Such a dirty slut I have.” He squeezed harder as he pulled out. “Here I’m trying to be romantic.” He slammed into you, the bed creaking under the force. “And my slutty little Y/N wants me to fuck her pussy like I normally do.” You whimpered, nodding in agreement. “Yeah, that’s the best way to show you how much you mean to me, right? Fuckin’ that tight cunt until you can’t walk. Making sure you’re ruined, only I can satisfy you and your needs.” He grabbed your thighs, pressing them to your chest, forcing you into a mating press.

“K-Kuna!” You cried out as he released your throat, his hands fisting the sheets.

“That’s right, scream my fuckin’ name.” He groaned, pressing a searing kiss against your swollen lips. “Scream it, let everyone know how much your boyfriend appreciates you, how good he fucks you.”

His words, the deep thrusts, and your already sensitive pussy clenched. “I-I’m so close.” You cried out, eyes locked on Sukuna’s.

His hips sped up, cock throbbing hard as he growled. “Go on then, cum for me again.” You screamed as he slammed harder and harder into you, sending you over the edge. Your screams were muffled by Sukuna’s growls as he kissed you desperately, fucking you through your orgasm right into his own.

He stilled, lips pressing harder against you as his hit cum filled you. Your soft whines of pleasure had Sukuna’s hips moving slowly until he was sure your pussy was done milking him. Pulling back, Sukuna panted, smirking at the blissed-out look in your eyes—a look he always wanted to see.

“Love you, Suku.” You breathed out, leaning up and kissing him. He didn’t say anything for a long moment. But his large hand cupped your face.

“And I love you and everything you do for me.” Without another word, his lips were on yours, his hips slowly rutting against yours. He intended to make you know just how much you meant to him. Even if that meant you’d have to call out of work tomorrow.

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[daddys-silly-little-gem]

Sweet Little Wife

Husband! Kento Nanami x Wife! Reader

Rated : M

You were in the kitchen. The oven was on and the pots were boiling and the rice cooker was steaming. On the table you had the plates set out along with the utensils. You were humming a cute little tune as you rocked your hips from side to side as you mixed the cake mix in the big blue bowl that was tucked under your arm.

Chocolate cake was a delicacy that Nanami enjoyed. He was stressed lately from work and you figured that it was time for some chocolate cake. You looked over to the clock seeing that Nanami would be home soon. You sighed happily as you placed the bowl down on the counter. You walked over to the rice cooker and just as you placed your hand on it it beeped signalling that it was done.

You pressed the off button and you nodded happily as you checked on the boiling food. As you did, the sound of keys jingling in the front door lock sounded out and you smiled happily to yourself. The door opened and Nanami came in with a tired sigh as he closed the door. "I'm home, dear." He called out. You walked over to him, a happy bounce in your steps.

"Welcome home, honey." You responded as you walked up to him. He stared down at you with tired yet gentle eyes as he shrugged off his dress coat. You placed your hands on his chest and you stepped on your tiptoes. Your lips met his in a gentle greeting. "How was your day at work?" You asked him as you undid his tie. He gave a sigh at the thought of work and you have him a sympathetic smile. "Gojo?" You question as you folded up his tie.

With an annoyed grunt, he hung his coat on the coat rack. "Gojo." He confirmed. You chuckled gently as you bent down to pick up his briefcase. He placed his hand on your back, as he gently gripped your shoulder making you stand back up. You gave him a questioning stare. "Ken-ken?" You called his name in question. He gently held your shoulders as he trailed his hands down your arms too he reached your hands. He held them gently as he lifted them up.

"You're so sweet to me, but I can handle this, you should finish up dinner, love." He said as he placed a sweet kiss on the back of one of your hands. Your cheeks warmed at his actions as you smiled up at him. "Are you sure? I don't mind putting your briefcase away, it's just a short journey." You said in a reassuring voice. He smiled at you sweetly with an exhausted stare. "I'm sure, love. I have paperwork to finish anyways." He said.

You stared at him a little longer before you nodded your head. "Okay, Ken-ken. I'll finish up dinner, but let me know if you need anything okay?" You said as you gave him a pointed stare. He nodded his head. "Of course, dear. I promise." He said. You nodded, happy with his answer before you turned away and you went back into the kitchen. "Dinner should be ready in 10 minutes okay?" You said. He nodded in understanding and you vanished into the kitchen. He watched you round the corner before his gentle stare harden as he sighed tiredly.

10 minutes later

You sighed in slight exhaustion as you placed your hands on your hips. "Ugh... Dinner is finally done." You said, proud of yourself. You picked up the main course pot and you brought it to the dining table. Sitting at the table was Nanami. He was hunched over, his sleeves rolled up past his elbows, his left hand was pressed against his forehead while holding a pencil while his other rested on the table. His leg bounced in frustration as he glared down at the paperwork.

You gave him a sympathetic stare as you walked over with the pot. "Ken-ken. Dinner is ready." You gently said as you lay the pot in the center of the table. He sat back in his seat, his arms resting on the armrests. He sighed as he looked up at you. "Excellent, I'm starving." He said as he placed his pencil on top of his paperwork. You smiled, it always made you happy to know that he still loved your cooking even after all these years later.

He picked up his papers and he stacked them up together neatly before he shuffled them into his briefcase. You continued to bring the pots to the table. There were three in total. One with the main course and two with side dishes. You picked up the rice bowls and you went into the kitchen to fill them with rice. Nanami's had more than yours did. You took the bowls back to the table where he was patiently airing for you to return. He seemed to be deep I thought and you silently sighed. You wished you could help, you didn't know how to help though. His field of work was something you didn't know how to even began to approach.

He looked over at you, and his stress lines eased as he smiled at you. You smiled back at him. You sat the bowls down on the table and he quietly thanked you. You stared at him as he made himself a plate of food, your happy smile slowly falling as you looked down at your own empty plate. Your mind racing with ideas on how to help him.

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You were currently vacuuming the floor, your face was blank but the slight stress lines indicated your mind was clouded. It's been a week since that dinner, and you've tried to think of a million different ways to help him relax but nothing good ever came to mind. Nanami was a man who took his job very seriously, so a sudden day off or a random vacation wouldn't do. It'd have to be something that he could do while he was home. Then, a great idea came to mind, and you smiled to yourself in triumph as you continued to vacuum the floor.

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When Nanami came home that evening, the house was unusually quiet and dark. You were usually in the kitchen, cooking dinner, the table set. You'd come out, a happy smile on your face as you'd take off his tie and offer to take his things to the room. But today, the house was dark, quiet, and still. It felt foreign at this point in his life. He felt around the house as his eyes scanned his surroundings. 'Well, there is no curse energy nearby, and there isn't the stench of blood in the air. So she should be safe.' He thought as he relaxed his racing mind and his worrying heart.

The sound of a door opening upstairs caught his attention and he looked up. A light was shining from the now-opened door. 'That's the bathroom light.' He thought as he stared at the light. 'Perhaps she needed a break and she wanted to pamper herself.' He thought as he walked up the stairs. He could see your shadow and he smiled. 'Even just seeing her shadow can make my day so much better.' He brought as he ascended the stairs. Once at the top, he saw that the bedroom door was cracked, a dim warm light could be seen coming from the room.

'Candlelight?' He thought as he stopped in front of the bathroom. He looked inside and he saw that everything was in pretty good order. The only thing out of place was the toilet plunger. He stared at it in question. "Was she unclogging the toilet?" He thought as he walked into the bathroom, he slid the plunger back into its rightful place with his shoe, and he suddenly froze when a bump came from your shared bedroom. He looked over towards where the nose came from and he walked over. 'She's fine... She's not in danger... It's just her being clumsy.' He thought as he kept a level mind, but his hand twitched as he wanted to reach for his weapon.

He pushed the door open and he looked around. Everything was fine as he looked around the room. His eyes landed on the bed and his thought stopped. On the bed you laid on your side, your head resting on your palm, your other arm on your hip as you stared at him with an alluring gaze. "Welcome home, Kento." You said in a lustful voice. His eyes trailed your body, the lingerie hugging your curves. The see-through fabric is thin and dainty. The cute little lacy cuffs around your wrists and ankles matched the collar around your neck.

Nanami swallowed thickly as he placed his briefcase down on the floor. "How long have you been dressed like this?" He asked as he walked towards the bed. His hands lazily in loosening the tie around his neck as he walked towards the bed. "Mmm, not long." You answered as you traced your fingers along a small patch on the mattress in front of you. You looked up at him through your lashes as he pulled his tie off, dropping it into the floor at his feet.

"Good, I'd hate to make my sweet little wife wait for too long." He said as he slipped off his shoes while he unbuckled his belt. You smiled at his words, as you sat up on the bed. You moved towards the edge where he stood and you looked up at him as you gently placed your hands on top of his. "I wanna do it." You said cutely as you batted your eyes at him. He gave a deep hum at your words as he moved his hands allowing you to unfasten his belt.

He stared down at you as he gently ran his hand over your head. "You're such a sweet girl. Always so eager to help me and take care of me." He said as he ran his fingers gently over your scalp. You practically purred at his words as you unbuttoned his pants and you unzipped them. He sighed as some of the pressure was removed from his aching cock. His bulge protrudes out and you gently yet firmly caressed it. He grunted at your touch, you gave a proud smile as you felt him twitch under your fingers. "You've been so stressed lately. I wanna help you relax, dear." You said as you pulled his pants and boxer down together down his hips.

He looked down at you, his fingers drawing patterns in your hair as he thought over your words. 'Of course, she'd notice. She always does.' He thought. He hissed out in pleasure when you gripped his in a tight grip, your little tongue darted out and you flattened your tongue out as you licked over his head. "Mmmmm, you always taste so good, Ken-ken." You moaned out as you sucked on his head gently. He released a shaky breath at your actions, his eyes closed as he enjoyed the sensation. "I'm going to help you unwind and relax." You said as you licked the underside of his cock, the thick vein throbbed under your touch.

You ran your tongue over his head once more before you pushed him into your mouth. His hips bucked forward at the feeling as his hand in your hair slightly tightened. "Yes... Help your stressed husband relax, like a good little wife." He said in a husky voice as you slowly pushed him deeper into your hot mouth. His cock twitched once more and his hand tightened in your hair. You hollowed out your cheeks as you sucked him. He groaned out loud as his hips shuddered before he pushed forward. You gagged as he pushed his cock down your throat before he pulled back and he pushed back in. "Yes!! Yes!! Just like that. You're such a good little wife. Helping your dear husband get off his stress." He said as he fucked your face.

His hand in your hair tightens painfully and you groaned in protest but you craved the pain. Your hands rested lightly on his thighs as you let him face fuck you. Your eyes gathered up tears as your throat was fucked raw. "Ah, I love that face. I crave that face. Only my eyes can see it." He said as he ran his thumb under your eye as he caught a stray tear. His eyes locked onto your face, your tears gathering into your eyes, your messy hair, the spaghetti straps on your shoulders fall off. His cock twitched and his pace quicked. "I love seeing you like this. A pure fucking mess from my cock." He said as he pushed his cock deep down your throat and he kept it there.

Your throat constricted around him as your body tried to breathe through the blocked pathway, your nostrils flaring as you kept your air flowing through them. You swallowed around him and he twitched, your tongue flexed and he pulled out. Your saliva left small strings connected to your lips from his cock as you coughed and gasped for proper air. He stared down at you with a lustful stare, his handcuffed under your chin and he lifted your head up to look at him. Your chin was glistening from your saliva and from his precum. "Kento." You moaned out his name. Your throat sounds raw.

He laid you on your back, your legs naturally spreading to accommodate him. His hands moved down your body slowly as he admired your outfit up close. "I love this little fit. I'm happy to see you wearing it." He said as he gently caresses your breasts. You moan pitifully as your back arches. The thin fabric allowed your nipples to be shown and he trailed over them with his thumbs. "Always so ready to serve me." He said as he moved his hands down your stomach and over your hips. He moved down to his knees.

His hands gripped your thoughts, the skin pushing up around his fingers as he did. "So soft." He said as he lifted up one of your thighs and he gave it a sweet kiss before he placed it on his shoulder, your other thigh naturally follows the other as you placed it on his other shoulder. He looked down at your cunt. The lingerie is made to have your pussy uncovered for easy access. The diamond-snapped hole fits perfectly around your wet cunt. He moved his thumb over your cunt as he smeared your juices over your lips. You moaned at the action as your hips lightly rocked. "You're already a mess and I haven't even done anything. All I did was choke you with my cock and you're already a mess." He said.

You whined at his words and your back arched when he plunged in two fingers. "Your pussy is such a good girl, she's sucking me in." He said as he pulled his fingers out before he thrust them back in. Your breathing picked up as you moved your head to the side. His eyes trained on your sobbing cunt, as he watched his fingers go in and out, your clit Spassmed lightly and his eyes gleamed dangerously. "My cute little wife is a cock whore isn't she?" He said as he pressed his thumb over your clit. You loudly moaned at the feeling as your cunt tightened around his fingers.

He curled his fingers upwards and your back arched. He watched you move around, his thumbs moving in time with his fingers as he fucked you with his hand. The heels of your feet dug into his shoulder blades as your hips thrust on his fingers. Your pussy tightened and your moans grew louder. "Ken- I'm gonna." You warned as your cunt fluttered around his fingers. He kisses your thigh. "Go ahead love, cum." He said as he watched your cunt with an unwavering stare. Your back arched and your cunt tightened painfully around his fingers. He watched your lips pulse around his fingers as he continued to aid you through your release.

His cock twitched and he groaned. The moment your climax ended he stood up, his hand with your juices stroking his cock, his eyes gleaming like a beast as he stared down at you. You huffed for air, as you lay in a daze from your climax. Your hazy brain bearly registered him leaning over you as he pushed the head of his cock into your aching cunt. You moaned weakly at the intrusion as he pushed in slowly. His head stretched you out pleasantly, and your eyes fluttered as you gave a hushed moan. His hand rested on your hip while the other rested on the bed next to your head. Your foreheads pressed together as he sheathed himself into you.

He bottomed out and you both sighed. He rested there for a moment, enjoying the feeling of your cunt lightly fluttering around him. He kissed you gently before he smiled. "My sweet little wife. Always so ready to help me." He spoke fondly. He loved you dearly and you loved him. You wrapped your arms around his neck, and your legs came up to wrap around his waist. Your moments made him groan as he moved in deeper. His gentle stare turned hungry before he move his hips back and thrust in. Your breath hitched and you moaned cutely. His thrusts started off slow before they picked up speed.

Your body rocked from his thrusts as your head laid back on the mattress. "Nnnnnu, ha, ha. Kento." You moaned as the slapping of skin sounded out through the room. His balls slapping your ass as he thrusting became stronger and deeper. He buried his face into the crook of your neck and you ran your fingers through his hair. His arms wrapped around you tightly and you hugged him back. "Uunnn, fuck." He lightly groaned as his cock twitched inside of you. "I love you. I love you." He said. "You're mine, my little wife. Forever and always." He said.

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[kamoboo]

‹𝟹

family dinner ˖ ࣪ kento nanami

⠀ ⠀18+ only ஜ ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ minors, do not interact ࿐ྂ . 18+ only

❪✧❫ ───( synopsis ) nanami teaching you there's consequences to your actions

˙ ˖ ✧ — content warning : minors do not interact, fem! reader, female anatomy described, black coded, she/her pronouns, modern au, third pov, missionary, riding, degrading (slut), praising, daddy kink if you squint, pet names (sweetheart, baby) established relationship, dom nanami, choking, slapping authors note : i didn’t know what to do with the ending but dom and rough nanami?? oh my goodness, i love it. enjoy guys ;) word count: 0.5k.

nanami was fed up with your games.

he was hard before you two had even left the house. he'd seen you in that fucking blue dress.

it was spaghetti strapped, a v-cut, it brushed right above your knees and hugged your waist, but spread out and clung to your hips.

he was sweet at first, how he always was. calling your beautiful, his sweet girl, angel. and you ate it all up, he knew how you loved to be praised.

but nanami had gotten you riled up too. he wore a matching blue suit, keeping the top two buttons unfastened, revealing his chest, his muscles making his dress shirt all tight.

you told him to keep his hands to himself, and he listened. not wanting his parents to discourage you.

the two of you were engaged and were having your weekly friday night, family dinners.

but he never told you to keep your hands to yourself.

which is why you are sobbing under his touch now. creaming all over his dick, moans, and cries escaping from your lips, dress not even fully off your body, and thong pulled to the side.

"k-ken," your legs bucked when his thumb came in contact with your clit. rubbing it in harsh circles at a quickened pace.

"what sweetheart? this is what you wanted, isn't it?" he moaned deeply into your ear. "you've been teasing me all night, so shut the fuck up and take it."

nanami was normally sweet in bed, he catered to you at all times. but when you made him like this he had no choice but to be rough with you, and you loved it.

seeing his jaw drop, speeding up his strokes to hit you deeper, hit you harder. calling you his 'pretty little slut' and that 'your pussy was made just for him'. when he got like this all you could do was lay there and take it.

and he loved to see you all fucked out too, your weak little arms clawing at his chest, pushing at his abdomen to try and get him to slow down.

"i'm-" you gasped when he lifted your legs higher, seemingly slipping in deeper. "m' sorry," you cried.

"no you aren't, y/n. you wanted this dick all night so now your gonna take it." he looked down to where your two bodies met, seeing your white cream coating him and leaving a ring at the base of his cock. for you to be begging him to slow down you were sucking him right in. "fuck." he huffed. speeding up his strokes.

your eyes slipped closed, overwhelmed by everything you were feeling at once, legs trying to close around him. “wait, ken.” you gasped, hand pushing at his chest.

nanami slapped you across your face. “open your eyes, look at me.” you just sobbed gripping at the sheets. “you’re doing so good for me baby, c’mon.” he kissed the tears on your cheeks.

you opened your eyes and he wrapped his hand around your throat. “good girl.” he kissed your lips for the first time tonight and you melted.

₊ ⊹· thanks for reading, reblogs & comments are highly appreciated !

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[sinning-23]

9 to 5 (Nanami Kento x Reader)

Kinktober

Nanami Kento x Reader

Warnings: cunnilingus, squirting, uniform sex(does that count? yeah probably), OBVIOUSLY, this is a kinktober prompt so minors gtfooooo +18 territory yall.

Your pretty french tip manicured nails click against the computer as you in out the hours for each sorcerer and sorceress into the datalog. Your job was simple, just paperwork, deceased curses, deceased sorcerers, hours, lunches.

The last of your coworkes had clocked out, sending you a solemn smile considering you'd be getting more overtime tonight with al the stuff you had to sing off on and complete. You, however, were far from somber, considering th eonly person on your document without a clock out time was a personal favorite higher up of yours. Nanami Kento.

According to the rest of the office, the two of you weren't well acquainted, but what they didn't know was that you were the reason he stayed so late, having more hours than he could come up with an appropriate explanation for. Speak of the devil now. You adjust a bit, trying to flatten out any wrinkles in your work blouse and pencil skirt, legs crossed just enough that the skirt would rise a little bit to expose the melanated skin of your thigh.

"Awful late isnt it?" You hum, turnign to face his tired form, tie loose around his neck, dress shirt unbuttoned a bit.

"Could say the same to you couldnt I, Miss L/n." He hums, dropping his briefcase first, then to his knees, resting his head against your thighs.

Oh- thats new.

"Rough day?" You hum, running your fingers through his hair, only slightly tugging near the back.

He groans at the feeling strong hands coming to separate your thighs. Your heart practically leaps into your throat. No matter how many times you've done this, it never fails to make you squirm and flustered. Its clear he needs this, when it came to Nanami, he usually did things that not only would make you feel pretty damn good, but they made him forget how stressful his day had been. Killing two birds with one stone, satisfying his beautiful girl and destressing.

He doest speak much beyond the occasional hum when he sucks the tender flesh of your tight, marks rising in his wake. he taps your thigh, having you lift up ever so slightly so he could pull your panties off and have access to you.

"Beautiful, you alwasy did look so good from this angle." he rasps, lifting your legs so that they rest on the chairs arm rests and your hips schoot forearm.

"Nanami, you-"

He's quick to shut you up, practically swallowing your cunt, his tongue working over your folds, then teasing your clit. His mouth is so damn warm, saliva starting to drip down his chin from how messy he was beginning to eat.

The once silent cubical is filled with heavy breaths, squelching, and your desperate moans. Knowing him, he wants to work this orgasm out of you, and he does just that. Two fingers suddenly slide into you, curling upward with enough pressure to make your head spin and your eyes shut. He's so wrong about this. You can feel yourself twitch, your first and most likely not last orgasm approaching fast, and god can he tell.

"Give it to me. I know you can. He huffs, feeling you clamp down on his fingers before giving your clit one last suck before watching you fall apart. Those glossed lips are slightly agape as you grip his shoulders for support. You know he's not finished with you when he kisses you sweetly and unbuckles his belt.

"On the desk." Nanami requests, taking your hand to sturdy you as you angle your hips to rest just against the edge of the desktop, legs spread to invite him further.

You yelp, feeling him poke your entrance, the tip barely splitting you open. You can't help but cling to his shoulders when he slides in, holding your neck to keep your eyes locked in an intense gaze.

"F-Fuck Nanami-" You whine, the desk shaking with every snap of his hips. He groans at the feeling,y our walls gripping him, sucking him in deeper.

"You feel so good, so so good." He hums, the buttons on his dress shirt coming loose as he rolls up his sleeves a bit more. You can feel that familiar pressure building as he rubs circles against your clip reverently. It was apparent he was nearing the edge with how much quicker and calculated his thrusts had gotten.

You're shaking more now, wetting the front of his pelvis and a bit of his shirt. Your breath is shaky as you squeeze his shoulders, your body shaking even more now as he pulls out to finish on your thighs. The silence lets you hear the liquids dripping onto the tile beneath you.

"Messy girl"

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[mrsackermanfeed]

ღ NanamiKentoxBlackReader ღ

ღ Till We Meet Again ღ

Of course she was his wife , he loved her head too toe , even through the postpartum depression and the pain, he was there .

She stood in the sunflowers , looking down at the huge sunflower like it was her first time seeing it, she grew them , of course she would grow something so beautiful and cherish its beauty.

Just like she did his child , he rocked in the porch swing , with the baby tucked in his muscle and he swore he would die if he’d never met you .

The most beautiful woman on earth , he didn’t take the time too even turn this moment too think sexual or have any desire just pure admiration and affection that he yearned for , like he couldn’t be here if it wasn’t for you .

You giggled watching the sunflowers drip water that it caught over night over onto your pretty white dress as you ran away too avoid it , the cutest , the most beautiful woman he’d ever ran into , his wife , too think of how he’d almost missed his blessing when he’d been so grumpy but you made him smile , you made his heart flutter and been the first person too make him feel like there where a thousand butterflies in his stomach.

He swore everything around him was all yellow .

Like swans flowed at your feet around the smooth pond you walked through and butterfly’s landed atop of your pretty Afro that sat gracefully off your shoulders, and the sun beamed off those straight pearly whites you flashed the entire time .

“Ken !” You waved grabbing the basket of freshly picked sunflower seeds so you both could sit on the porch and enjoy .

What would he do if you were not here , his sunflower .

He didn’t respond only giving a soft smile when he’d saw you running too him in your soaked dress , he knew you’d be sick but he was here if you needed him so he grabbed his blazer draping it across your shoulders while you leaned into his shoulder as you both picked at the basket of tasty sunflower seeds talking your years by till you where old and your daughter was standing in front of you ready too head off too college .

This is what I’ve yearned for and it’s still yellow till this day with you my love .

He kissed the pretty framed photo of you that he laid on his heart till his last breath .

“I’m so happy too meet you again “ he closed his eyes , and it never felt any better too have live a life knowing he was finally loved .

I’m kinda sad tonight and I don’t know why but I love you Nanami and I’ll give you the happy ending you need and deserve .🦢

I’m not emotional person so this probably wouldn’t make me cry but it’s a beautiful thing to hear coming from a man .

#mentalhealthmatters

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[tiffanyeatsyou]

NSFW!!!

can sm1 help me find this fic PLZ

it was a nanami one and it was like reader giving him head but like in the morning and like literally the beginning of it was like “nanami prefers his morning wood to be taken care of” or like “nanami says i should take care of him b4 i get my breakfast” AND I WAS SO INTRIGUED SO IF U FIND IT TY

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[derangederensimp]

Jujutsu Kaisen One Shot Kinktober

#27 Phone Sex with Nanmi Kento x Fem Reader

CW: phone sex, masturbation, daddy kink, breeding kink, dirty talk.

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“What are you doing right now y/n?” Nanami asked, his voice sounded strained.

“Nothing just laying in bed, what are you doing? You sound like you’ve had it rough” you replied. His breathing was sporadic.

“Thinking of you” Nanami said, groaning as his pumped his cock in his fist. He knew it was dirty to be doing this but he couldn’t get your naked body out of his mind. Your voice sounding like you just woke up drove him mad it was similar to how you’d sound when he was pounding into you from behind.

“What about me?” You playfully played dumb wanting to hear Nanami discribe exactly what he was fantasizing. “You know that skimpy nightgown you wear, the soft blue one with the thigh slit. I can’t stop picturing that night you wore it, sitting on the edge of the bed applying your lotion on and each time you went further up your thigh the more you bunched it up till it showed your bare cunt. You knew I was watching from the hallway with the way you spread your legs open, laying onto the bed as your fingers went to your clit. Just begging me to come fuck you instead of finishing up my paperwork. You had my cock twitching and my pants so tight at the sight of you”

Your cheeks turning pink, you didn’t think he did see because that night you kept going at it making yourself cum 2 times before getting under the sheets and going to bed. The heat between your legs growing as you imagined Nanami fisting his cock to the sight of you. If it weren’t for his stupid work trip he would’ve been home and doing all the things he was thinking of doing.

“Oh so you watched me cum but didn’t want to help me with your cock?” you asked.

Nanami groaned thinking about what he did instead. “I just liked watching you, besides you got the job done and twice. I was so mesmerized by you I just jerked off in the hall. I know your cunt squeezing on my cock would’ve felt 100x better than my hand but I didn’t want you to know I was watching you”

“If you like watching you could just sit and watch sometimes but I prefer your cock instead of my fingers” you said, slipping your fingers between your legs. Your cunt was dripping with your juices already, resting your thumb on your clit you circled the spot. You imagined what Nanami would be doing to you if he was home. Accidentally letting out a moan from the idea.

“Oh so someone’s enjoying themselves too. Did I make that pretty pussy of yours wet?” He teased.

“M-maybe” you moaned again adding a finger inside.

“What exactly are you doing Angel?” He stroked his cock slower not to make him cum before he heard you orgasm.

“Not tellin” you teased, biting onto your lip adding another finger inside and hooking it to reach your gspot. You wished you had another hand to grab at your breasts and play with your nipples but you were too occupied with holding the phone to your ear. Circling your clit faster another moan came from your throat.

“You're being so naughty y/n, Com’on tell daddy what you are you doing” His demanded, he tightened his grip on his cock not it was nothing like the real thing. Nothing could replicate how hard your cunt squeezed him when you were getting closer and closer to cumming. It was like your body knew he was ganna cum too wanting to milk him of everything he had, make him a real dad. He swore to himself when he got home from this trip he was going to make it happen. Fuck a baby into you as many times as you wanted. The idea of your breasts swollen with milk made his cock twitch. As well as the idea of how it would taste crosses his mind.

“I-I’m fingering myself” you finally got out between moans. The pressure in your stomach growing more and more with each time you put pressure on your clit and hooking your fingers. You cried out his name over and over again “you gonna come Angel?” He asked “a-ah f-fuck YES” you cried, your thighs shook as you came all over your fingers, rubbing at your clit to ride out your high as you panted to catch your breath. Nanami came right when you did, white ropes shooting onto a towel as he threw his head back praising your name.

“You better be ready for me when I get home. I love you” his voice softened at the end.

“I love you too. I’ll be waiting, Goodnight Nanami”

“Goodnight y/n”

Kinktober Masterlist

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[satorusugurugurl]

This is kinda angsty angst. But what about one where reader got into an argument with jjk boy (maybe either satosogu, nanami, or choso) and they stop functioning or start getting reckless during missions and get really hurt. And they have a lil soft smutty smut to show reader that they love them and want them to stay on this planet.

Maybe I Should!

Pairing: Nanami Kento x FAB!Reader

Warnings: Yelling, fighting, blood, near-death experience, makeup, soft sex, fluff at the end, romance,

Word Count: 3,179

A/N: When I got this request, Nanami was the first to come to mind! I love him so much this request was made for him.

“You cannot take this mission!” Nanami snapped, cornering you against a wall. “It's too dangerous!”

“It's a grade-one curse! I'm a grade-one sorcerer; it’s an even match!” You shot back, ducking under his arm, reaching for your bags. “I’m not some fragile flower for you to protect.”

Nanami pinched the bridge of his nose, following behind you with a scowl. “This is not about me treating you like you’re fragile! I’ve read the case files! I’ve seen the damage that curse had done! This is way out of your league.” The room grew hotter with your growing rage.

“I can handle this!”

“No, you can’t!”

“Yes, I can!”

Nanami’s hand snapped forward, the veins in his arms and wrist flexed as he held onto you firmly. His touch wasn’t painful or too rough; it was gentle, allowing you to pull away at any given moment. For the first time since he told you you shouldn’t go, you stopped, turning to glance up at him. You were expecting to meet pleading eyes begging you not to go, to stay here. That gaze was nowhere to be found. Instead, you were met with a stern, cold look. One that just ticked you off even more.

You looked away as you yanked your wrist from his grasp. “I’m going; I can handle this on my own.” Your boyfriend remained silent. “I’m not one of the children at the high school.” A lump formed in your throat as you tilted your chin to give him a severe glare. “You tend to forget how strong I am. You look at me like I’m some pretty little weak housewife. I’m not!” Nanami scoffed; it was full of annoyance as he crossed his arms over his chest.

“Yes, I am aware; if you were my housewife, you would have the decency to at least listen to what I have to say!”

“If that’s what you fuckin’ want, maybe you should go out and find yourself a girl like that!”

“Maybe I should!!”

His words were like an ice pick to your gut. Those three words stole the breath from your lungs, rendering you speechless. Nanami’s honey-brown eyes didn’t meet yours; they glared down at the floor as he clenched his jaw so tight you could see the muscles in his neck twitch. You felt tears burning in your eyes; you struggled to find the words to say.

What was there to say? He had said enough. Maybe the two of you had grown apart from the missions you both kept taking. Perhaps this fight was the end of you and him.

“Love, I didn’t mean—“

“You did.” His eyes finally met yours; they were wide, full of confusion and regret. “You meant every word.” Tears blurred your vision as you wiped angrily at your eyes. “I have a plane to catch; let’s put a pin in—“ you motioned between the two of you. “us ending our relationship right now. I can’t focus on it when I have a mission.”

“Wait!” Nanami called out your name before you stormed out of the apartment, slamming the door.

The conversation, well, the fight, plagued your mind the entire way to Okinawa. His words, the anger that twisted over his face. Thinking of his reaction was a bundled mess of doubt and heartache that sat upon your chest and clouded your mind.

‘Maybe I should!’

Anger fumed within the deepest part of your soul as you lowered a veil around the abandoned shrine you were sent to cleanse. Maybe he should pull his head out of his ass! You weren’t that same high schooler that was a year younger than him! You didn’t run off to be a businessman! You stuck it out and got more scars than you could count! So maybe he should realize you could take care of yourself!

Your fuming anger blinded you as you walked through the halls, glaring around corners, trying to sense the energy of this stupid curse. But Nanami’s stupid face, the rage, regret, the sorrowfulness in his eyes when he said, ‘Maybe I should,’ left his lips crossed your mind. He turned pale when you told him you would discuss ending your relationship. Thinking about him, about what was to come for the two of you, had you stopping in your tracks.

Ending things with Nanami was the last thing you wanted to do. But he needed to come to terms with the fact that you weren’t as weak as he thought. You were as strong as him; you could handle missions independently—even grade-one curses.

A grade-one curse that came out of nowhere and slammed you against the wall so hard you saw black spots. A wheezed, pained gasp escaped you as your eyes widened in shock. It is a curse made out of thick thorns, garbling and swaying. You moved as fast as your body would allow, a thorny arm slashing over your back, causing a wretched scream to crawl up your throat as you ducked and rolled behind a pillar.

Blood soaks into your shirt, coating the fabric as you pull out your talisman paper. Using blood from your cheek, you scribble out ‘purify’ over the parchment before embedding your cursed energy into it. Blue energy flowed around it as you rolled out from behind the pillar, tossing it towards the cursed spirit. Despite the fact the talisman was written on paper, your cursed technique made all your talismans hit your targets like daggers.

As your talisman struck the curse in the center of the face, it screamed in pain before it dissipated into black smoke, fading away. You let out a pained whine as you limped forward, glaring down at its fading form. But as its mouth began to fade, it laughed. It was a laugh that made your skin crawl and goosebumps rise over your skin. Something wasn’t right about this.

Whirling around, you were met face-to-face with another thorn-cursed spirit. This one was larger and stronger than the last. Nanami’s words from earlier ran through your veins like ice.

‘I’ve read the case files! I’ve seen the damage this curse has done!’

Little did the both of you know, this curse turned out to be curses—two of them, both grade one. The first one was strong, but this one, this one was crazy stupid strong. If you didn't move, you'd be killed. You rushed forward, reaching for more paper in your pocket, only to be thrown across the floor, your head hitting the floor with a heavy crack!

With blurry vision, you slowly sat up before collapsing forward as the curse rushed towards you. Thorn-covered limbs and vines wrapped around your legs, yanking you towards it. Its mouth opened, and a large tongue lolled out as you hit the ground with every yank. You screamed in defiance, kicking and screaming, tearing your flesh on the thorns, fighting to grab a piece of parchment out. The curse only seemed to enjoy your pitiful wails as you wrapped around you tighter, its tongue slowly sliding up your back as you drew closer towards its mouth.

That was its first mistake; as it brought inches near its open mouth, you roared, slamming a talisman onto its tongue. The paper burned with cursed energy before the kanji ‘purification flames’ lit up, engulfing the curse in blue fire. As it burned, its grip on you loosened, freeing and allowing you to crawl back, watching it thrash and scream.

You stared into the flames, wheezing roughly as you groaned. A see-through version of Nanami stood there, glaring down at you in disapproval as you struggled to stand. The Nanami said nothing as you gripped your side with a weak chuckle.

“S-See, I was f-fine.” you limped forward, “I could handle it.” Nanami shook his head. “Dead as a doorna-Gaaahk!” Blood spurted from your mouth as a stabbing pain shot through your stomach. Stumbling, you looked down with blurry vision at a large blackthorn emerging from your abdomen. Your blood dripped onto the ground as the throne turned to ash.

‘You were reckless.’ The Nanami before you watched as you fell to your knees, your hands clasped firmly over your bleeding wound. ‘Reckless, weak, not even worthy of being a housewife.’

Either his words or the pain had you collapsing onto your side, blood bubbling out of your mouth. Nanami, your Nanami would never say that. Iron flooded your taste and smell as you watched Nanami fade. Nita came rushing in, falling to her knees and shaking you as you stared weakly into the distance.

Perhaps you should have listened to him instead of fighting with him. He was only looking out for you, trying to keep you safe. But you had taken his adoration and concern for you as him seeing you incapable of taking this dangerous mission on. A weak laugh escaped you as you felt Nita dragging you, screaming into a phone.

Maybe being a housewife wouldn't be that bad. It might have been fun. But you would never get to experience that. Your body was too cold as blood seeped out through your fingers as someone pulled you into a car. Your name turned into humming as you shut your eyes.

“Darling,”

“Hm?” You asked, opening your eyes before shifting slightly against the warm body you were snuggling.

“Hi,” Kento reached down, stroking your cheek with one hand while he held a book in the other. “Did you sleep well?”

“Mhmm.” you snuggled into his side, breathing in the smell of salt water. “I had a terrible nightmare. I almost died.”

Kento’s warm hand brushed gently over your cheek. “It’s a good thing it was only a dream.” He whispered, bring your face up to him. “I couldn't bear the thought of losing you, love.”

“Mhm, I love you, Kento.”

“And I love you.”

Slowly lifting your head, you grinned at him as he kissed you deeply. He was sitting on a beach towel under an umbrella. The sound of ocean waves crashing over the shore had you fading further into the reality you had made. Where you and Nanami finally got out of Japan and made a life on a tiny island somewhere far away.

A beach somewhere far away, where you could spend your days walking the shore, enjoying the sweet ocean air. This was a place where Nanami could be free. Somewhere far, far away from all the blood and death the two of you had faced—a little slice of heaven.

And it was a reality that didn't exist.

Blinking in your summer oasis, your vision became clearer. Ocean waves turned into the chirping of medical machines and heavy snoring. The warmth of the sand was the warmth of blankets covering you. And the smell of Nanami was because your boyfriend was sleeping in a chair beside your hospital bed.

Disorientation overcame you as you sat up, wincing at the stiffness of muscles and pain in your stomach. Your mouth was too dry, and your head was pounding. What had happened? Where were you? How long have you been out?

“Ken?” your voice was hoarse and broken, but the man next to you jolted.

Dark circles had formed under his eyes as he jumped out of his chair, his hands cupping your face. His honey-brown eyes, which had been filled with anger the last time you saw him, were now filled with utter relief. He pulled you into his chest, his hands gently stroking your hair back as you shuddered, a sob working his way up his throat.

“I thought I lost you.” He whispered, his voice broken. “I almost fuckin’ lost you.”

His relief was contagious; you felt yourself easing into him, crying softly into his chest as he crawled into the bed with you. His arms gently wrap around you, cradling you into his body. No words needed to be spoken; the touch and sobs you both shared conveyed every regret and emotion you both had been feeling.

You were lucky to be alive, thanks to Nita’s quick work and the work of the doctors at the local hospital. They kept you in a stable condition long enough for Shoko and Nanami to take the soonest plane to Okinawa. Shoko helped speed up the healing process, and you were released three days later. During those three days, neither you nor Nanami brought up the previous fight. Which you were grateful for until he helped you into your shared apartment. As he shut the door, placing your bags in the living room, you sighed.

“Kento, we need to talk.”

“Yes, we do.” he agreed, following you into the bedroom, where the two of you sat on the bed. “I would like to—”

“No, I'm going to start.” You interrupted, placing a hand on his chest. “Kento, I-I’m so sorry I acted as I did. I was frustrated and angry, and—” You swallowed hard, “I realized you were only looking out for me, and instead of taking your words to heart, I twisted them into something they weren't. S-So if you want to end this, to find a more ideal partner, I understand.”

Nanami gently interlaced his fingers with yours. “I said some terrible things myself. I know you're strong, love, and capable of going on missions and taking care of yourself. But I will always tell you the truth. If something looks difficult to me, that says a lot.” The truth hurts as you nod, swallowing even harder. “That being said, my agreement to find a more suitable housewife was immature and moronic of me. You're the only wife I want in my life.”

He cupped your cheeks, kissing you as softly as he could. “K-Kento? You mean that?” The words came out as a blubbering mess as he laid you down on the bed, fingers grazing under your shirt.

“Every single word, I love you; you're the only wife I want.”

“I-I love you too, Kento.”

Nanami gently pushed you back against the bed, his lips trailing down your neck as his hands gently ran up and down your sides. “I want to worship every part of your body.” Hands slid under your shirt, gently grabbing the fabric, tugging it up and over your head. “You're such a beautiful love. I adore you; you're the best thing that ever happened to me.”

You shivered as his hands trailed over the large scar on your stomach, gently caressing it. “K-Kento~” He sat back, allowing you to remove his shirt before he trailed kisses over every single inch of exposed skin.

“I want to make love to you. I need to caress you,

Feel you, and adore you.”

Nanami trailed kisses over your shoulders as he slotted himself between your legs with a groan. Seeing the arch you squirmed and arched against him was all the encouragement Nanami needed to keep going. He slid his hand into your panties, gently rubbing circles around your clit, making you buck against his hand.

“I can't lose you; I need you in my life.” His sweet words had you moaning louder than his fingers plunging inside of you. “It’s you; it’ll always be you, baby.”

Nanami was true to his words. He worshiped you with his tongue, fingers, and lips. Bringing you over the edge countless times before he finally began passing his thick girthy cock into you with a groan. Once the tip is inside, you both inhale sharply. Your eyes were boring into each other, fingers interlacing.

The air is thick with lust and passion as Nanami slowly sets a steady pace. He was continuing to slide into you before he finally bottomed out. His back muscles twitched as he groaned against your lips, staying buried inside of you as you lazily kissed each other.

“B-Babbyy~”

“Y-You feel so good inside of me, Kento~”

“And you feel fucking perfect wrapped around me, my love.” His lips find yours, slotting against yours in a deep passionate kiss; the sweet lingering fast of coffee and sweetbreads flood your mouth as he starts thrusting deeply into your tight pussy with a grunt.

Nanami is slowly and sensually fucking into you. His mouth against yours, both your whines and moans getting lost in the other's mouth: you had made life countless times before, but this time was different. It was different because Nanami put his entire heart and soul into each kiss and thrust. He was cautious of how tight he squeezed your fingers while paying attention to the quest your body gave him. The man was putting his everything into his movements.

And you could taste it, god, it was so sweet. The gentleness, the softness in his groans as he gently rocked into you. While his hands gently caressed you. This was perfect; it was the literal embodiment of true love. A love that you would never in a million years let slip away.

“K-Kento~ I-Im not going to last m-much longer.”

“Me neither.” he gasped against your mouth as his hips bucked faster, the bed creaking under the two of you with his thrusts. “Cum with me~ I need to feel you cum around my cock~ I need to feel it~ please love, please~”

“K-Ken~! Ken~!” You cried out in-between kisses as he fucked you into an intense orgasm. He gritted his teeth as your walls pulsated around him, drawing him over the edge with you. Your name left his lips like a prayer as he filled you with his cum fucking it as deep as your body would allow.

Kenton only stopped when you both were a sweaty heap of entangled limbs. “M-Mmm, fuck, I love you,” Kento whispered, pushing strands of your hair out of your face. “I love you so damn much~ please don't ever leave me.” he pressed his head against yours, breathing in every breath you exhaled as you both came down from your orgasmic bliss.

“I-I won't.” You whispered against his lips as he moved, grabbing your left hand. “I swear, Nanami.”

He shifted, reaching for something under his pillow. Your heart lurched as you felt him slide a ring onto your finger. Glancing down at it, you choked on your gasp as a glittering diamond ring shone on your finger.

“Say it again.”

“I swear I'll never leave you.” you kissed him deeply. “I love you~ I love you so much~!”

“I love you too, god I love you.” Nanami kissed you, his future wife, as hard as possible without hurting you. “We’ll be together forever.” His hips rocked gently into you.

You made love all day. Gently kissing each other until you both finally laid down to rest in the last afternoon. Nanami softly snored as he held you, and you just laid there, basking in the afterglow of sex and the elation of being engaged. Your diamond ring glittered in the sunlight shining through the window before you curled into Nanami’s chest, sighing happily.

Being with him like this, was your own personal paradise that you never wanted to leave.

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[daddys-silly-little-gem]

Before Work

Kento Nanami x Reader

Rated : M

The kitchen was warm, the coffee was left forgotten on the counter, one cup was half full and the other looked almost untouched. The sound of gentle moaning and groaning could be heard throughout the area along with the sound of skin clapping. Your underwear was around your knees, your feet off the floor as you were bent over the counter, your oversized shirt bunched up around your waist. Your body was moving with the movement of Nanami's rough thurts.

His hands were on your hips, his thumbs grazing over your cheeks, the sink of your ass pushing up around his thumb as he did so. Nanami was dressed for work, his shirt was unbuttoned his tie was loose, his pants were on, and only the zipper was undone. His hair, which was once combed was now a mess, a light sweat on his skin as he stared down at your back in a pussy drunken daze.

His eyes were half-lidded as he rutted his dick into you. The sound of your sweet moans filled his ears, the feeling of your pussy clenching around him making his dick twitch from the feeling. You just looked so sweet this morning. Your hair is a mess from sleep, his large shirt on your small body slipping down one of your shoulders. A half-sleep-dazed look on your face as you brought him his first cup of coffee.

He wanted to have you then and there, but he wanted to get some coffee into his system first and get ready for work before he could ruin you. "N-nana~Nanamimi." You moaned as you laid your head down on the counter. Your eyes rolled and dazed as your body jerked from his thrusts. The counter digging into your hips hurt but the feeling of his thrusts made it a guilty pleasure.

He sighed out a groan as he ran one of his hands up your back pushing your shirt up with it as he did. He loved how soft you looked compared to him, it made him want to protect you and keep you from all dangers. His sweet little wife.

"I-i can't, Namimi. I can't." you whined as you felt your release coming upon you. His brow twitched at the feeling of your insides spasming. "Go ahead and cum, I wanna feel you come undone on my cock multiple times before I go to work." He said, his voice low. You whined as your release hit, your legs twitching as the creamy white ring formed around his cock as he made a mess of you.

"Ugh, that's my girl." He groaned as he roughly fondled your ass cheeks.

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[cockashi69]

Take everything

♡part one♡

pairing: Knto Nanami X fem reader

rating: 18 + MINORS DON’T INTERACT

genre: smut (next part) & fluff | lovers! au

warnings: drinking, drunk reader, drunk Nanami, dirty thoughts, mentions of sex. Other than that I think non in this part I think? Either way, read at your own discretion and put yourself first!

word count: 2.7k

summary: fem lawyer( reader) meets eager Nanami at a bar on a Tuesday after being dumped and falls in love??? Who knows really, maybe it's the cocktails or his overwhelmingly gorgeous looks, you didn't care, either way, he should give you some affection and gods did you need that now more than ever.

author’s note: Here's my first attempt at a fic >_< I kinda had this idea floating in my head but I thought I was too much of an inexperienced writer to do it any justice. There's probably a lot of mistakes but what can I say? Girls gotta start somewhere. If you have any meanie mean things to say then the block button is right there 0,0. If you don't then my ask box is always open for constructive criticism, comments, concerns, or anything really. I'm also trying to learn how to make my writing more inclusive. I know there are two sentences in here that might make it hard to relate, but I was trying to show that the reader was shy and flustered when she's drunk. If you have any way for me to fix that, please message me! Anyways that's all I have to say other than I hope you enjoy this little dribble, muah<3

‿︵‿︵ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ・❉・ ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ‿︵‿︵

Your footsteps echo throw out the wide empty hall of your office building, only worsening the god-awful headache forming in the middle of your temples. Work wasn’t the problem, you’re good at work, work is the only thing in your life that you somewhat value which is why you are so skillful at what you do. You pride yourself on how hard you can work and how well you can do your job. It isn’t surprising that you have made a name for yourself in the lawyer world. Everything else didn’t matter, friends, family, or boyfriends. Or at least that’s what you thought until your so-called boyfriend, or rather ex-boyfriend now, broke up with you over the phone this morning.

Gracefully walking back to your office after touching up your makeup in the bathroom. He broke up with you at the end of what was spoused to be a coffee break, “god what an asshole,” You hissed softly to yourself. Trying to pretend the crying session you just had at your desk didn’t happen was one thing but pushing the lump in your throat that was caused by a man like him was another. You quickly caught yourself and hurried to the bathroom to wash up, after all, there are no emotions when it comes to the law, only fairness and logic. But forgetting him and the god-awful way those words rolled off of his tongue. There’s nothing fair nor logical about it.

Quickly you massage your temples trying to dull the pain, you looked at the clock, 4:02 PM. sighing you got back to the paperwork at hand. You have to respond to a few discoveries requests for a few cases, negotiate them, requests for production, and the list goes on and on, nothing out of the ordinary. On a regular day, where you didn’t get dumped by the first guy you actually thought was decent enough for a fourth date, especially not when he tells you “sorry it’s not working out, your just too hardcore, I need someone I can relax with, I hope you can too,” then hangs up without waiting for a response at ten in the morning. Or rather he never wanted one in the first place, ‘hardcore’ what the fuck is that supposed to mean? I’m so much smarter than you that you can’t stand it, so you dump me? Seriously?

Your thoughts kept racing and tears threatened to fall if you didn’t stop thinking soon. You looked back at the clock, 4:34 PM, you were giving that idiot way too much of your time, and it’s starting to affect your work. You stood up from your chair, grabbed your purse from the sofa, as well as your coat while still thinking about him, of course. It isn’t like this is the first time you’ve been dumped, not by a long shot.

You used to be quite the looker back in high school, it wasn’t that hard to get into the university you wanted so you took it easy. While in university, you had no time for such things as boys and parties. You had to get into law school and continue the family business, this is when you had to take things seriously. And that you did, captain of the debate club and perfect grades that were obtained by many sleepless nights and endless studying sure did the trick. While in law school you thought you could revisit the dating scene, but your choices were slim. You couldn’t date anyone outside of law school because they just wouldn’t understand the hectic schedule and what it takes to become a law student, and you just didn’t find anyone you liked at school either. You decided to push your love life to the side for a while.

You didn’t know how long that while would be, surely not in your late twenties when you’re one of the best lawyers in your country. But here you were single and alone, but you were successful, beautiful, and proud of where you ended up. The only thing missing was love. You don't remember men’s egos being big enough that they couldn't date a woman more successful than them. Why should it matter anyway, when you’re with your partner or on a date you wanted to leave work at work and not think about it. It’s bad enough you’ve had to compete all your life and now you have to do it with your lovers too? Ridiculous.

You got in your car, threw your bag on the passenger seat, buckled up, and started driving home. You knew the reason it made you so upset was that he dumped you because he couldn’t handle a strong woman, it made him uneasy. Working in law, you learn not to take things personally. It enraged you how he could think like that, you thought men like left the dating pool like ten years ago. You let out an audible grown breaking the silence that filled your car.

“I need a drink,” you mumble to yourself with a pout. Quickly you take a left turn to get to your favorite bar, a local eatery actually, but nothing can beat the amazing cocktails they make with the fruit that just hit the spot. You quickly pull into the parking lot.

You walk up to the front door, you can see your reflection on the glass door. Tired eyes started back at you. One hand on the handle you look at those eyes and think, this is the last time you’re going to think about him, you’re going to get drunk and the memories of him will fade away with tomorrow’s hangover, understood? Pulling the door open, the familiar smell of fried food warms you up as you walk through the restaurant to the back where the bar was.

“ Hey y/n, a little early in the week to see you…,” looking down on his watch, your favorite bartender trails off, “ … and early in the day too,” a glass in one hand and a towel in another, he finishes his sentence. “ It's good to see you too, it’s five o’clock, come on,” you mumble the last part in a joking manner with a small pout on your face. “ You know what you’re right, what can I get you?” You order your usual.

This sets the night in motion as you sat there alone drinking and somehow along the way you ended up with a fried chicken sandwich and a cheesecake or two. By the end of the night, you felt content, you needed this night, along with your thoughts, sorting them out and coming to terms with things. No way could you do this sober, there would be too many conflicting arguments in your brain and you almost always ended up blaming the opposing party. Drunk and at peace, you tended to accept things for the way they are. Through heavy eyes, you gulped down the last of your drink, turned around to your purse on the chair behind you to pay your tab. As you’re rummaging through your purse to find your wallet, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, you see a pair of long legs walking towards you. You didn’t pay them much attention because you were sitting directly in front of the bartender and many people walk through to get drinks and what-not. You continue your quest for your wallet.

“ Ummm excuse me?” a husky voice asked, now reaching the bottom of your bag, you look up slightly out of curiosity not realizing the question was for you. You greeted with soft brown eyes pocking through strands of blond hair. Halting the search, you look up quickly, “ oh I’m sorry, are you talking to me?” You replied to the blond man. He brought up his muscular arm to rub the back of his head, he shot you a dashing smile, “ yes miss, I’m Kento Nanami,” he chuckled, bringing his other hand for a handshake. A handshake? What is going on? In your drunken state you looked at his hand then back up to his deep orbs, it took a little bit for you to take your right hand out of your bag to meet his. “ Well hello Kento Nanami,” you flash him a grin, “ what can I do for ya?” you asked, now looking at his face, the very handsome face before you actually. Looking down at the ground he brings both of his hands down to his pockets, “I uh… saw you drinking by yourself and thought that you might want some company,” he confessed, the alcohol in his system made his cheeks a faint shade of pink, or so you thought. “ Some company?” you questioned him, why would he want to accompany sad women in business casual at a bar on a Tuesday? You thought to yourself, your brows coming together in thought. He quickly noticed your mood change adding, “ if you'll have me that is?” Finally looking up at you through his blond locks. You smile at him, “ sure why not, have a seat Nanami,” you patted the empty seat next to you. Sitting down he gestured to the bartender, “ a beer for me and..” trailing off, he waited for your response. “ A vodka soda please,” you replied while sitting up in your chair. “ A vodka soda for the lady,” Nanami ordered the two drinks with a grin.

Still smiling he shakes his head, “ didn’t take you for a vodka soda kinda girl,”

“ I’ve had a lot to drink before this, I have a list of drinks I order. Vodka soda just happens to be the last,” you sighed looking up at him.

“ What brings you here, uh… I’m sorry you haven’t told me your name,”

“ Well, Nanami, you never asked. I’m y/n,” you chuckled at the blonde.

“ Y/n huh, I like it. What brings you here y/n,” he asks continuing his thought-form earlier.

“ Oh nothing, just another Tuesday, except I got dumped while I was working and just needed a way to seal all of it away,” you’re surprised at yourself just how much you share with this man you just met. But something about him… just.. Feels warm. You don't know how but he just warms you up, like this bar did, like how the sandwich and cocktails did. These things didn’t raise your temperature, no, they warmed your soul up. Filled the void for a little bit, made you feel happy to be alive.

You take a closer look at the man in front of you. Chiseled jawline, high cheekbones that had a tint of pink sprayed across them, pink lips to match. He was utterly gorgeous. You weren’t sure if it was your drunken state or something else but you allowed yourself to look at his lips a little too long letting your mind wander into some dirty places. You would never allow yourself to think of anyone like this, let alone a stranger!

“ Y/n” his husky voice broke you from your trance, god even his voice is starting to make you dizzy. You jump a little bit, “ yes? I’m sorry, uh getting a little tired I guess, umm what did you say?” Looking down you fumbled through what you thought made sense. His lips ravaging every inch of your body was the only thing on your mind. “I was just saying how awful it is, that guy has not an ounce of respect. You deserve so much better,” his voice only distracted you further.

“ He said I was hardcore,” you said the last word with a mocking tone as you flipped your hand through the air, “ or whatever that means” you huffed. God, you were really drunk right now.

“ Do you know why he would say something like that?” his question clung in the air as you brought your head down to your drink trying to come up with an appropriate answer to not scare gorgeous Nanami away. You took a little too long, he leaned down and brushed your hair behind your ear, “ y/n” his hot breath hitting the side of your neck. God he was making it unbelievably hard to focus right now. You turn your head, unbelievably close to his face your noses were almost touching. You meet his gaze as He looks down at your lips, you turn away bring your arms to the air, “because I'm more Succesful than him because, I can kick his ass, because I win almost any argument there is, because I like to keep figurines of fictional men on my desk at work, becuse… because… I’m… I’m… too much.” your voice breaking at the last word, tears started to roll down your face halfway through your outburst, by the end of it you were full-on sobbing into your hands. I'm. so. Wasted. You thought to yourself almost forgetting that the most beautiful man you've ever laid eyes on was merely inches away from you.

Reaching between your hands, he tilts your head to face him. With furrowed brows, he leans in with heavy-set eyes. Kissing you right under each of your eyes where your tears had streamed down. Your eyes widen at the sudden act, your jaw dropped low as you watch him lean back in his chair. “ I'm sorry... I couldn't hold myself back, blame the beer,” he laughs, hand in his hair. “I just can't stand to see you cry, especially when I can't knock the teeth outta the guy responsible..” he trailed on, you couldn't focus on anything he's saying anymore. You lifted your jaw back up, soft music humming in the background, fairy lights dimming his sharp features, you started at him. In fact, you kept staring still not believing what just happened. No one has ever shown you such affection before, it was intimate yet so caring. You've never felt so loved in your life, well maybe the alcohol is intensifying your feeling. Before you knew it you leaned forward embracing him in a kiss cutting him off from whatever he was saying. His soft plump hitting yours, you were being sloppy, the drunken haze surely isn't doing your kissing skills any favors but you couldn't stop yourself. You needed to show how much that meant to you. You needed to taste him, to feel him, to be with him. Hands in his hair, you arched your back to get closer to him, but this only made you fall off the chair you were still sitting on. You thought you landed yourself on the floor of the restaurant but instead, you were in between two bulky thighs and an even bigger pair of arms wrapped around you. “ Careful darling, I think you've had a little too much to drink.” He whispered in your air, his breath tickling your ear making you squirm away from him as you giggled like a schoolgirl. “I think you should take me home... Nan..a..mi.” you hit his broad chest with a slender finger with each syllable of his name. “God even his name rolls off my tongue so well”, you thought to yourself. “ Oh, does it now?” he purrs softly. Purrs? Why is he fucking purring? You turn your head sharply to meet your widened gaze to his dark one. “ did i- did I say that out loud,” you hiss through your teeth. “ Sure did” he raises his shoulders with a shit-eating grin. You bring your hand snack to your face where they were only minutes ago, “ I'm sorry I think I've had too much to drink.” You sighed the embarrassment out.“ Mhmm,” he said while his eyes moved across your body stripping you down with his imagination, biting his lips he leaned in closer, “ do you maybe want to take this somewhere else… maybe my place?” The last word clinging to the air. You smile looking down, “I think I'd like that,” you're breathless. He took your breath, your better judgment, letting a random guy at a bar take you home on a Tuesday when you had work the next morning, he took your mind, thoughts, and body. The only thing left is your soul, and you're starting to think it'll be a few more hours till he has that too. Maybe it's your drunken state or the air tonight, but you're scared. Scared shitless. But nonetheless, you take his hand into a taxi through the night anyways.

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[riotgirl21]

Nanami Domestic Headcanons

Gojou | Itadori | Sukuna | Inumaki

When you need to cut meat and you get that ick feeling, you scream for Nanami to come help. This guy just stands there nonplussed like 'love, it's already dead. Why do you need me?' You ask him to cut it up in small pieces and he looks at you like you're insane.

When there's a bug, you'll jump on him and ask him to do his 7/3 technique on it. He'd be like 'honey, it's a cockroach, not a demon' then just grabs a tissue and throws it out the window.

His phone is full of inappropriate messages from Gojou and when you started dating he would apologise profusely. You thought he was cheating on you at first but the one time Gojou gatecrashed your date it all fell into place.

Speaking of Gojou, this manchild often pops around unannounced just to piss Nanami off. The one time he got too close to you, Nanami threw him out the front door and you could hear Gojou laugh the whole time

When you really want to wind Nanami up, you team up with Gojou and start teasing him. Nanami just stares at you like 'seriously? Not you aswell.'

He is so meticulous in everything he does whether its planning a date or cooking for you. This man has lists in his phone of what he needs to do daily and will tick it off as he goes through it.

We all know this man loves food. The number of restaurants you two have visited together is just insane. He doesn't care what it is, he will try anything once.

One time Gojou sent a picture of Nanami in the bathroom peeing. He yelled at Gojou down the phone while you rolled on the bed laughing. He tries his best his best keep his guard up now when he's out and about.

He loves reading and you love his voice. So you'll ask him to read to you when you can't sleep or aren't feeling well. His voice has such a deep hum and melody it makes you feel so much better.

He walks around the house in pyjama pants and a t shirt. He doesn't like shorts because his legs get cold especially at night.

If you put your cold legs on him, he'll hiss and tickle you until you move them. If you don't, he'll grab some socks and force them on your feet before returning your legs between his again.

The first time you argued, he walked out and you sobbed thinking he left. He actually went and grabbed your favorite snack and flowers before apologising to you.

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[xsugarysweetsx]

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ᴛᴏᴊɪ ꜰᴜꜱʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ

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[roscgcld]

NANAMI KENTO + GOJO SATORU || the one that got away

request: i'm literally in love with your fics- i was wondering if you could write a Nanami x reader x Gojo where Nanami and the reader were dating before he left Jujutsu Tech, but they break up when he leaves. When he comes back he realizes he's still in love with the reader but she's engaged to Gojo and there's just a bunch of angst and tension. Sorry ik that's a lot :') But ty!!

note: lowkey thought you wanted a nanami x reader x gojo and i was like ‘oh babes am so ready-’ until i rer-read your request lmao! but honestly this was a lot of fun to write. tbh, if i was reader I would choose nanami cause rn am a whole ass SIMP for the man that is nanmi kento cx but i hope i managed to capture what you wanted in this request babes!

pronouns: she/her

“Maybe we should take a break.”

Those six words were engrained into the mind of Nanami Kento for the rest of his life. Those six words were the words that tossed his world upside down - and every time those words came into mind, the imagine of your crying face comes with it. 

You were so distraught, yet you put up a brave front as you gave him a shaky smile - something that he loves so much about you. That even though his explanation as to why you two should break up was childish, selfish even; you still go the extra mile to make sure that he knows you understand. That you understand why he wants to take a break so that he can focus on himself and his career.

“I understand, Nami...just know I love you, okay?”

Your simple words, coupled with your tearful eyes and watery smile made him want to take back the words as soon as possible. That he wants to just turn back time and just admit to himself that he was going to regret his decision. But at the same time, he doesn’t want to. If he did go back in time and stopped, he might end up breaking your heart again; if not with more bitterness and anger. 

When he was young, he hated that he was a jujutsu sorcerer - hated how he has this responsibility over him that he never asked for. He just wanted to be free from the jujutsu world and never look back. You were different - you were so proud that you were a jujutsu sorcerer, always a beacon of light in the dark reality that is being a sorcerer. Somehow you made it bearable for him, and at one point he thought he can do it for the rest of his life. Until after the death of Haibara Yu, a classmate that the both of you call a dear friend.

It was at that moment that he snapped, and he knew he didn’t want to do this anymore.

Yet he couldn’t force himself to drag you away from something you love so dearly, something you see as your duty to protect. He knew that either way he was going to be selfish, and either way tears were going to be shed; so he chose the one that would hurt the least. However, now years down the line, he still thinks that maybe things could have worked out. There was no denying that he still loves you - even though he keeps in touch with his senior, Gojo Satoru, from time to time, he doesn’t ask about you.

From what he knows, you stayed back in Jujutsu Tech and became a teacher, but that is all he knows about you. He was too scared, too embarrassed to face you once more - because he knows better then to dream. Dream that the promise you promised to keep as teens was going to hold up now that the both of you were in your late twenties.

But there is no harm in dreaming, right?

Nanami checked his watch as he got off the train, making his way towards the bus station located right outside of the building. It was his first time back at the college after being away from it for a few years, since he had called Gojo the other day on asking about if there is an opening for him to return as a sorcerer.

Even though Gojo can be a huge pain in the ass to deal with, Nanami knew that if there was anyone who can confirm a space for him at work, it will be Gojo Satoru.

Walking out of the crowded station, he looked up just in time to see the white haired shaman waiting for him at the entrance; who grinned and waved when he saw his junior. “Nanami! I knew you were not going to be late.” Gojo called out to the man dressed in a fresh grey suit and blue shirt underneath; his spotted tie knotted around his neck. The bespectacled man just sighs tiredly and made his way towards his overly excited senior, scowling when the taller male draped an arm around his shoulders.

He opened his mouth to say something when he noticed the ring that was resting on Gojo’s left ring finger, causing him to raise a curious eyebrow as he allowed the older male to lead him along. “You got married?” He asks the taller male, who glances at his hand before he grins and shakes his head, flexing his hand a little to show off the simple band around his ring finger. “Nah, we just got engaged. We are planning for the wedding though.” He stated simple, to which Nanami glances over at his senior in surprise. “What? Thought that I was too good to be married off?”

“No, I am surprised that you somehow managed to find someone willing to chain themselves down with you.”

“How mean!” Gojo gasps before he shakes his head in amusement, playfully squeezing his junior who just scowls lightly. “For your information, we’ve been dating for the last 4 years. And we have both talked about marriage before, so I wasn’t blindly shooting into the dark when I proposed.” Gojo commented as the two of them made their way towards the taxi stand, where Ijichi greeted his two seniors with a soft bow; all three men getting into the car. “Still surprised they said yes.”

Gojo just pouts and whines at his junior, who just listened to him with his deadpan expression the entire way to the college. He was surprised that Gojo managed to come on time to pick him up, since he had expected for him to be late, and for him to have either taken the bus or hailed a taxi on his own. But he didn’t really mind; he’s used to handling Gojo’s childish personality, and he gets a free ride at the same time. So he doesn’t mind the brief ride with Gojo.

Soon they arrived at the wooded area where the college is located on, getting out of the car once Ijichi stops the car. Quietly Nanami got out of the car and squints his eyes a little at the sunlight that shone down on him, his eyes slowly focusing on the grand temple-like compound that is Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College. “Feels weird to be back?”

“A bit.” Nanami admitted to Gojo when he walked from the other side of the car to Nanami’s side, the man just chuckling before he gestures for him made his way through the gates and into the campus, immediately being hit with all the nostalgia of being a student once more. It felt like a light weight was being lifted off his shoulders as he soaks everything in, like the guilt of him leaving his duties as a sorcerer behind has been lifted.

The two men made their way deeper into the college just as someone called out to Gojo from behind, causing both men to pause as they turned to look back. Immediately Nanami felt his heart skip a beat when his eyes finally settled onto you, a warm smile gracing your features as you made your way towards the both of them. Nanami was so stuffed that he didn’t catch the way Gojo grins and opens his arms for you, watching the two of you embrace one another as a sinking feeling when he saw the delighted grin on your face.

The same grin that you used to give him after not seeing you for awhile. 

Somehow Nanami managed to keep up an indifferent façade as you embraced your fiancée, pressing a soft kiss against his cheek in greeting whilst Gojo just nuzzles closer to you; in an attempt to milk all of the attention he can from you. “How needy.” You giggled at him before you turned to the man beside your fiancé with the intension of greeting him; only to freeze up when you realise who it was. “K-Kento?”

“Nice to see you again, Y/N.” Nanami greeted in his usual indifferent tone, trying to hide his heartbroken eyes beneath the shadow of his sunglasses as he tilted his head ever so slightly. “I guess some congratulations are to be said.” He stated simply before he gestures to your left ring finger, where a simple yet beautiful engagement ring rested on your finger. For some reason your heart sank as you awkwardly hid your hand behind your back, causing Gojo to raise an eyebrow as he glances between the both of you.

Was there something going on between the two of you?

“O-Oh, thanks.” You mumble out awkwardly, knowing immediately that Nanami was no longer in his usual indifferent mood. You can feel the slight hurt in his voice, one that causes your heart to break a little; bringing you back to the day you two broke up. How you promised to keep loving him until he was ready to return - yet here you are now, engaged to another man. It wasn’t like you fell out of love with him, you still love Nanami with all your heart, but that love had started to shift the years you two spend apart. And somehow, you started to fall for the white haired shaman known as Gojo Satoru.

But that doesn’t mean you didn’t feel any guilt for how evil you might seem to your ex for stringing him along like that. “I wasn’t expected to see you here.”

“I decided to come back.” Nanami stated simply with a shrug, glancing over at your quiet fiancé who blinks at him owlishly back at him. “Plus, Gojo here told me about a student of his by the name Itadori Yuji that I am supposed to take under my wing.” He continued, giving Gojo the chance to jump in as he smiles down at you, squeezing your shoulders gently. “That’s right! Kento-kun here said he wanted to come back! So his first job is to supervise Yuji-kun.”

“Oh.” You replied in a small tone, unsure of how to answer at all. But luckily Nanami stepped in before the awkward silence can drag on for long, pulling the sleeve of his jacket off his watch to check the time. “I don’t want to get in the way of your free time now, Y/N-san. I am going to go and rest up in my room before dinner is served.” He stated simply before bowing at the both of you, not meeting your eyes. “Excuse me.” 

With that he turned to walk away, forcing himself to not look back at you as he made his way down the familiar hallways towards the dorms; the keys to the room he is to stay at for the time being clutched in his hand after he slipped it into his pocket. What was I thinking? He thought to himself as he continued his way down the empty hallway to the dormitories. Did I really think an amazing woman like that will wait for me? 

He sighed to himself as he shakes his head a little, slipping his polished dress shoes off his feet before putting them on one of the free cubbies built into the wall; grabbing a pair of the guest slippers before he puts them on. “At least she managed to get engaged to Gojo. He’s definitely worthy of her love.” He mutters to himself, reminding himself to be happy that you found happiness. He doesn’t blame you for finding love once more - when he left this life behind, he also left you.

No call, no text, no attempt to reach out. Was he expected you to just fall into his arms once more? Pretend that nothing happened, and to go back to where you two once were? That thought alone caused him to let out a soft snort as he made his way towards the locked room, unlocking it with his keys. “Don’t be foolish, Kento. Be happy that she’s happy.” He mutters to himself as he entered his new room, closing the door behind him with a tired sigh.

“Guess you really were the one that got away.”

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Hi i have request you don't have to do it if you don't want it's okay <3

maybe jjk men (geto and yuta and choso, nanami,+any other character you want) They look for their shirt and then they go to ask y/n if she saw it but then they were surprised that she is wearing their shirt (smut please im on my knees for it)

JJK Men: Seeing You in Their Shirts

Characters: Geto Suguru, Nanami Kento, Choso Kamo, FAB!reader

Word Count: 2,161

Warnings: Smut, fluff, shower sex, Choso being cute

A/N: Thank you for the request, Nonnie! Just a side note: I don't write smut for minor characters; I'm sorry! I hope you enjoy it otherwise. (Nanami’s had me spacing out while making my coffee at work. People thought I was losing it. Here’s the song reader was singing)

Geto Suguru:

Suguru sighs as the hot water runs over his back, the sore muscles getting some form of relief. He pushed his dark hair back, relishing in the warmth. The sound of the bathroom door slowly opening has him grinning as he turns his head towards the sound before he runs his hand over the steam-coated glass door to look at you.

His mind immediately goes blank as he takes you in. You’re grinning, hurrying forward, pressing your fingers over the glass. “Good morning, sleepy head!” Suguru barely hears your words, his eyes hungrily roaming over you.

You were in nothing but his white t-shirt, and from the way your breasts moved, he could tell you were not wearing a bra. The fabric flows with your movements, shifting off your shoulders, revealing his masterpiece. Bite marks and hickies litter your skin from last night's activities. You looked so good, so damn hot in his clothes, his cock throbs to life.

“So, I was thinking maybe we could go to that new breakfast place down the street. Then we can come back here and stay in?” The door to the shower opens. “Oh, you’re done already-ah!” Suguru grabs you by the hand, yanking you into the shower with him. “S-Suguru!?” You giggle as he leans down, kissing your neck.

“Fuck you look so pretty in my clothes.” His breath is hot against your skin.

“Yeah, you’re soaking wet clothes!”

Something inside Suguru’s mind clicks. White shirt plus water equals see-through. Pulling back, he groans, watching the water soaking into the white fabric. It clings to your soft, gorgeous skin, revealing your erect nipples—his mouth waters at the nearly pornographic sight.

Cock throbbing, Suguru slowly glances at you and smirks. “You look so incredibly hot.” He lifts you by your thighs, slamming your back against the cool wall of the shower. “How the fuck did I get so lucky?” he bends his head down, taking one of your nipples into his mouth, gently sucking on it as he begins rutting his hips against you.

The soft whimpers resonate from you as you feel Suguru flatten his tongue over your hardened bud. It swirls so delicately, teasing it, suckling on it as his cock head presses against your pussy. Who knew he would get so worked up seeing you in his shirt? This was just a T-shirt, too. You mentally make a bit to try his button-down next.

Suguru’s thick tip slowly pushed inside of your wet heat. He groans over your nipple as he feels you clamp down around him as he slowly slides in. His stutter as he steps forward, his mouth finally releasing your swollen, sensitive tits. When he meets your face, he swears he could almost cum just from your expression. The way you took your bottom lip between your teeth, how your eyebrows twitched as he stretched your perfect pussy.

Pressing his forehead against yours, allowing Suguru’s dark eyes to bore into yours as he started fucking you. His breath was hot against your mouth as he groaned. Leaning forward, he kissed you, not even allowing his tongue to trail over your bottom lip teasingly. No, it forced its way past your lips, immediately finding your tongue and massaging it. Your arms wrapped around his body, and nails began digging into his toned back as you kissed back eagerly.

As the sweet, minty taste of his toothpaste washed over your tongue, Suguru picked up the pace of his thrusts. His deep moans invaded your mouth as the stinging pain from you dragging your nails down his back urged him on. He fucked you fast, harder, with all his strength. Suguru broke the kiss with a strangled moan.

“I’m gonna cum~” he groaned out, biting his lip, “Ooooh fuck, I'm gonna cum inside you~” You nodded, your walls squeezing around him as he fucked you pressing his forehead on yours. “Yeah, cum with me; look at me when you cum.” You shut your eyes, crying as your toes curled. “Hey!” he bit down on your bottom lip so hard your eyes shot open at the sting of pain. “I said to look at me when you cum.”

That was the only encouragement you needed. You came hard, your eyes staring into Suguru’s eyes. You gripped and tugged at long black locks as he fucked you through your orgasm. Suguru growled jaw clenched shut as he tilted his head back. His thrusts lost their pace, becoming erratic as he came inside of you, fucking you as he emptied himself as deep inside of you as he was capable of.

“Fuck,” he sighed out, cock still twitching, “that was so good, Y/N.” he slowly pulled out, watching his white cum dripping out of your swollen cunt. “Now, what were you saying about breakfast?”

Nanami Kento:

The smell of bacon and eggs had Nanami stirring out of his sleep. His arm reached over, searching for you, only to feel the cold spot next to him. Realizing his girlfriend was missing, Nanami sat up, searching the room. The clothes from last night's enthusiastic events were thrown all over the room. The smell of coffee brewing finally had his brain booting up, connecting the dots. You were in the kitchen making him breakfast like the sweetheart you were.

What did he do to deserve you?

Following the smell of breakfast being prepared and the low hum of music playing, Nanami headed into the kitchen. As he turned the corner, his eyes widened as he took in your appearance. You were swaying to the slow beat of an R&B song in his button-down shirt.

He admired the way it covered your ass, how you rolled the sleeves up, allowing you to prepare breakfast. The shirt moved in time with your body, the fabric tightening around your curves with each step you took. It, indeed, was an almost sinful sight. One Nanami was going to indulge in.

“If you're in the mood, we can take it to the moon~.” you sang, turning off the stove, “just like a movie scene, table for two~” Two large hands grabbed your hips, making you giggle as you kept dancing. “No need to be fed; I want you instead,” As you sang the lyrics, Nanami squeezed you. “If you're in the mood, we can tiptoe to the moon~”

When you turned to face Nanami, he had you on the kitchen island faster than you could blink. He laid you down on it, dragging your hips to the edge. You moaned as he pushed his shirt up just above your mound, giving him a perfect view of your cunt. The sight of you so prettily laid on the counter would turn any honest soul to sin. You were the forbidden fruit he was about to devour.

Nanami tugged his boxer down, his erect cock bobbing, as his right hand slowly trailed up your stomach. It moved over your breast, grazing the perfect mounds before his fingers flicked the collar of the collar out of the way. Allowing him full access to wrap his fingers around your neck. He felt you whine, the sound vibrating against his palm as he squeezed gently.

“What a fucking stunning sight.” He gravely whispered as he rubbed his cock over your pussy. “Oh, what's this?” He smirked, spreading your folds with his lip. “Wet for me already?”

“I-I was thinking about last night~” Your confession was breathless as Nanami watched your tight hole clench around nothing.

“Oh?” Blonde hair fell as Nanami tilted his head to the side. “What do you say we feed into your desire?”

He didn't even give you a chance to respond before his cock, was sinking into you. Your back arched, breasts straining against the blue fabric of his shirt. Snapping his hips forward, Nanami squeezed around your throat harder, his other hand gently massaging your breasts.

All of the different stimulants had your eyes rolling into the back of your head as a loud moan ripped through your chest. Nanami’s grip on your breasts tightened as he used the position you were in to drill into your soaking-wet pussy. Fucking into you fervently, he already felt his orgasm approaching.

“Good girl~ Y/N, so good~ take all my cum okay~?” He mumbled, releasing your breast so his fingers could focus on your hard throbbing clit. “That’s it, that's right, good girl~”

“K-Kento~! Ken-Ah! Ah fuck!!” Nanami felt your orgasm slam into you, your tight walls pulsating around him, urging him to fill you. His hips stuttered for a brief moment before they picked up the pace as he fucked his load into you. “G-Give me it a-all, please K-Kento~!”

Your dirty pleas only had him thrusting harder, faster, trying to fulfill your request to the highest standards. He only stops when his tip is so sensitive it hurts to keep going. Y/E/C eyes linger on him, making his heart soar as you both panted heavily. Nanami hummed the song you were singing before leaning down to pepper kisses over your cheeks.

“Good morning~”

Choso Kamo:

Choso was standing in front of the door to his bedroom, swallowing hard. You were just on the other side, waiting for him to return. Your evening training session ended abruptly as an unexpected rainstorm hit the training grounds. You were both soaked to the bone.

You were going to head home, but Choso was adamant you just come to his room on campus. Partially because he didn't want you getting sick, the other half was that he didn't want to say goodbye yet. You had no problem staying, but you were hesitant, seeing as you had no dry clothes. Your sweet boyfriend insisted that you could take a shower and wear his clothes!

So that's how he ended up here. Standing in front of his door, heart racing, cheeks burning as he held to drinks he grabbed from the vending machine while you changed. He had no clue as to why he was nervous! The two of you had sex plenty of times before, but something about you wearing his clothes just had him excited.

“Y/N,” he announced with a knock before entering the room, “I grabbed you a green tea. I hop—ooh!” Both bottled drinks fell to the floor as Choso stared blankly at you.

You were sitting on his bed, in his shirt, grinning as you stood up. The shirt was tight, and fuck; it was riding up a little with every step you took, revealing his boxers. Choso’s hands flew down in an attempt to hide his very hard boner.

Following his hands, you grinned mischievously. “Oooh~what’s this?” He stuttered as he swatted his hands away. “Green tea, and your cock? It's my lucky day!” Your teasing tone had Choso’s face turning redder as he looked around the room, avoiding your eyes.

“I-I can't help it; you look so pretty in my clothes.”

You grabbed Choso’s wrist, pulling him to bed and forcing him to sit on the edge. “Wanna know what would make this even better~?” Swallowing hard, Choso shook his head, watching as you slowly shimmied his boxers off, letting them fall to the ground before you straddled his hips. “Fucking me in them.” A surprised gasp escapes Choso’s lips as you pull his cock out, smearing the beading precum over his length.

“Y-Yeah!” He sputters out. “I’d like that a lot!”

Your giggles turned into gasps as Choso helped you guise his cock to your entrance. Slowly, you slid yourself down in him, whining as you gripped his broad shoulder for support. You looked like some kind of goddess; head tilted back as you bounced up and down his cock.

His fingers slowly slid under the hem of his shirt, warm, rough hands trailing over your tummy, just feeling the softness of your skin. “S-So pretty~! S-Soo pretty.” he moaned put as you slammed yourself up and down on his cock. “Oooh fuck Y/N, Y/N yes, ride me please~” Hearing him so submissive made you bounce up and down harder.

“C-Cho~ fuck Choso-!” feeling your trembling thighs, Choso grunts, hands latching onto your hips. “Fuck, so deep!”

“Y/N!” He yelled out, hammering up into you in time with your rocking. “I-I think I-Im gonna-—gonna cum!”

His cock throbbed so hard inside of you, making your pussy twitch. You wanted him to cum, to fill you up. So you moved fast, harder, working the both of you to sweet orgasmic bliss. Choso cried out, head falling forwards into the crook of your neck as his cock twitched, filling you up to the brim with his cum as he thumbed your clit, pushing you over the edge with him.

Taking deep breaths, you lovingly stroked your sweet boyfriend's dark hair. His breathing was shallow, arms wrapped around you, holding you as tight as he could. Once his breathing relaxed, his head slowly pulled away from your neck, his eyes locking on your flushed face. There was a serenity in the afterglow while the sound of rain poured outside. Sharing peaceful moments like this with you was one of his favorite pastimes.

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okay so 1st of all i love your posts

can you do nanami with a breeding kink plsss

ty <3333

First off thank you so so much!!

And secondly heck yes!! 😏

More Than Words

Summary: Your husband, Nanami Kento decides he’s ready to take your marriage to the next level.

Pairing: Nanami Kento x FAB!Reader

Warnings: Teeth rotting fluff! Super romantic, language, dirty talk, breeding kink, mentions of pregnancy, unprotected sex

Word Count: 2,704

A/N: This, this did things to me. But I liked it 🥵

Nanami watched you closely from the kitchen. You sat outside on the porch, sipping tea as you scrolled through your phone. The two of you made it a point to spend the evenings outside, enjoying the setting sun and breathing fresh air. He had just been outside with you but excused himself to try and settle his nerves.

He would ask you tonight if you were ready to start trying for a baby.

The thought of having a child hadn’t crossed his mind in your two years of marriage until last weekend. You two had gone to dinner with one of your coworkers, who had just been blessed with a baby boy. You were practically glowing as you held the little boy in your arms. The way you spoke softly, gently rocking them while humming? It was a side of you Nanami had never seen before.

The raw awe and amazement etched on your face was a look he desperately needed to see again. To see you staring at the child you both made would be a sight that would forever linger in his daydreams until he made sure it came true. To step in that direction, he needed to bring it up with you.

You weren’t on birth control. Every single form you tried since you were seventeen made you sick. From the pills to the shots, you considered trying the IUD, but you chicken out at the last second. The entirety of your sexual relationship with Nanami had always been with the use of condoms. So, if you agreed with him, that would mean you’d be doing it raw for the first time in either of your lives.

So he was nervous beyond all words, from wanting to bring a child into the world to experiencing having sex at its rawest form. Thoughts swarmed his mind in a slurry. There was a lot for both of you to consider. Both of you. Nanami couldn’t move forward without talking to you.

With a deep exhale, Nanami headed back outside, shutting the door behind him. “Sorry about that.” He whispered as he sat next to you on the outdoor couch.

“Mmm,” you immediately snuggled next to him, “I was about to call for a search party.” You teased, putting your phone away. “Are you feeling okay?”

“Mhmm,” You could easily see through that heavily played hum. Something was on his mind.

“Nanami Kento, I hate to break it to you, but I know you better than you know yourself. You have something on your mind.” Tilting your head up, you watched the tips of his ears flush before spreading down the nape of his neck. “So, you might as well talk to me.” You paused, “You know, seeing that I’m your wife.” You wiggled your left hand in front of his face—your wedding ring sparkling in the pastel colors of the setting sun.

“My wife.”

Your breath hitched as Nanami’s larger hand wrapped around your smaller one. Bringing your ring to his lips, pressing a kiss against it. His eyes were shut; he looked handsome, pondering whatever clouded his mind. Feeling your gaze on him, Nanami slowly opened his eyes, looking down at you.

“But you’re so much more than just my wife Y/N.” His fingers trailed slowly over your palm, tracing the lines over your skin. “You’re my best friend, partner, the love of my life.” Nanami brought your palm to his mouth, retracing the path of his fingers with his lips. “You’re my purpose, my reason to keep going.”

“Kento.” You whispered in awe as he turned the both of you so you were facing each other head-on.

“My soul.” He placed both hands on yours. “My strength.” You shuddered as his heated palm moved up your arms, trailing them slowly towards your shoulders. “My everything.” You moaned as his hands that so lovingly traced over your arms gently cupped your face. “But I hate to admit that I want more.”

His thumbs lovingly caressed your cheeks, bringing you flush against his chest. “More?” You followed his lead, running your hands slowly down his pecs and over his ab’s, heading towards his crotch. “How much more?” The groan that left his lips was deep and full of unfiltered need.

“I don’t just want you to be my best friend, partner, or wife, Y/N.” His lips were centimeters from yours. Your breath mingled with his as you breathed slowly in the last fragments of sunlight. “I want you to be the mother of my children.”

Kento saw the way your eyes lit up. A glimmering sparkle in Y/E/C irises. Just like you knew him, Kento knew you better than yourself. The way you melted against him, drawing yourself as close as you could on the small loveseat, there wasn’t a doubt in his mind.

The irrational fears and hesitation vanished as you whimpered. “I want that so bad, Ken; I want to be the moth—“ your husband silenced you with a searing kiss.

You followed his lead, kissing him as his gentle touch turned into something more needy, more primal. There was a desire he’d never felt before boiling deep within his chest. Kento needed you, needed to be buried inside of you, filling you with his cum, ensuring that you would be, without a doubt, pregnant with his child.

He was going to breed you.

Pulling away, you gasped for air, a string of saliva connected between your lips. Nanami’s chest rose and fell with each strangled breath as he so desperately tried to refrain from destroying you. Seeing the conflicted expression on his face, you decided to help. What kind of wife would you be if you didn’t? Dropping to your knees, you slowly pulled the waistband of his lounge pants down.

“Y/N love, what are you doing?”

“Shh~” you glanced at him, “you need to relax. Let me help clear your mind.”

Your delicate fingers traced the v-line of his crotch up and down. His hips jerked up, cock throbbing within his boxers. His brown eyes followed your hands, watching you tug his boxers down. His already hard, throbbing cock smacked against his stomach with a smack, his pre-cum smearing over his toned skin. The sight of his thick length had your mouth watering. Wrapping your hand around the base, you slowly stroked up and down, smearing his pre-cum over his entire length.

“Fuucck,” Nanami’s voice was almost inaudible as he groaned. Hearing him curse like that’s had your cunt throbbing, your slick coating your panties. “Fuck Y/N, that’s feels so fucking good.”

“Oh, my darling husband,” He peered down at you through half-lidded eyes, “you haven’t felt anything yet.” You took him in your mouth, and the salty yet sweet taste of him hit your tastebuds, making you whine around him. You bobbed your head up and down slowly, coating the throbbing tip with your saliva before you moved further down his shaft, gagging as his cock hit the back of your throat.

You slowly lifted your head back up when his hand wrapped into your hair. You shut your eyes, bracing yourself for him to slam your back down around his throbbing length. Much to your surprise, he did the complete opposite. Yanking your hair, he practically had to pry you off of him, his chest heaving as he forced you to look into his eyes.

“Did you not understand what I said earlier?” He stood, releasing his grip on your hair.

“I did; you want to make babies with me.”

“Mhmm,” he hummed, taking your hand in his helping you to your feet. “And how do you suppose I do that if I cum down your throat.” Nanami didn’t even allow you to consider an answer. “Looks like I need to give you a thorough demonstration of how it works.”

“Oh my god!” You laughed as Kento lifted you, carrying you inside towards your bedroom. “I guess a demonstration would be beneficial in this case.” You breathed out breathlessly as he tossed you onto the bed. “Just so you know, I might need several demonstrations.”

“I agree; the more demonstrations, the better.” Your husband grabbed the hem of your shirt, tugging it up and over your head before tossing it to the floor. “To start, we need to remove these pesky clothes.”

You tried to keep a serious face as you followed his lead. Shirts, pants, and underwear piled on the floor around your bed. Only once the two of you were bare, Kento situated between your thighs as you wrapped your legs around his hips. The giggling and joking around subsided into a comfortable silence. While the room was thick with tension, it didn’t change the fact that both of you were ready for this. To experience making love without a pesky condom.

“Y/N.” Nanami drew your attention to his face as he spoke. “I love you.” His fingers rubbed small lazy circles over your clit. The sensation had you bucking against his hand, eager for more than the gentle caressing he was giving you.

“I-fuck feels good. I love you too, Kento.”

His fingers began moving faster, the circles tighter as his eyes trailed over your body. He was taking a mental picture of you in this moment, imagining how you’d look several months down the road. Breast and belly swollen with the child he put inside of you. You’d be even more gorgeous than you already were, which seemed utterly unfathomable to him. The images of you, pregnant with your child, God, it was more pornographic than any movie or book he’s seen. A lot of it had to be because of you. Nanami was so fucked up over the thought of breeding you.

“Ke-Kento, I-I’m gonna cum!” Your whimpers and whines brought him back to the moment. “Stop. I wanna cum with you inside of me.”

He leaned down, kissing you softly, his hand slowing down. You lazily kissed him back before gasping as you felt his leaking tip rub up and down your slit. Without the condom, you could feel just how hot and hard he was. Kento’s arms were caging around your head. His wide eyes mirrored what you imagined you looked like. The feeling of your bare wet pussy felt-ten times better than he imagined. And he wasn’t even inside you yet.

“You’re so wet,” his eyes fluttered shut, “you felt good every time I slid into you before, but this, god, this is going to be a whole new experience.”

“Y-Yeah feels good, though.”

“Very good.”

Nanami continued gritting his teeth as he slowly slid into you. Your silky wet, warm walls hugged his cock in a way he could never experience with condoms before. The raw feeling had him clenching his fists into the covers, furrowing his brows together as he desperately tried not to cum inside of you like a virgin. He needed to focus on something other than your pussy, so he focused his attention on your face.

Which was a major mistake on his part.

Cheeks flushed; your mouth was frozen in an ‘O’ shape. And fuck, the whimpers and way your chest heaved it made his knees weak. “S-So hot, oh my god Kento your cock is so hot and velvety.” His eyes were as wide as saucers as you slowly began rocking against him, trying to get his thick, cock deeper inside of you. “Please don’t stop, fuck me, please fuck me. Need to feel you, I need more.” Between your cunt squeezing him and the needy tone of your voice, Nanami lost all self control.

His hips slammed against your, causing a scream to escape you as your arched your back off the bed. As soon as he was buried deep inside your wet pussy, he was pulling out before slamming back inside your tight spongy walls. You were hit with a sudden wave or revelation as to why people hated wearing condoms. They prevent you from feeling the velvety smooth pull of your husband cock as he slammed into you over and over again. You could feel his cock throbbing, leaking inside of you, God it felt so good to be fucking you raw like this.

“Fuck your pussy is perfect, so fucking wet, so tight just for me.” His lips pressed against your, his thrusts finding the perfect rhythm as you cried into his mouth.

“Yes Ken, yes, fuck me, fuck me!”

“I’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll get pregnant off the first try.” He chuckled his hands groping your breasts, kneading them. Nanami whined, picturing them swollen with milk. “Even if that happens, I’m just going to keep fucking you full of me cum, just to be safe. God fuck Y/N!” His shameless words had you drowning in pleasure as you twitched around his perfect cock. “Ah~ fuck I felt you twitch. You like knowing that your husband is going to stop at nothing, until your breed?”

“Oh, oh fuck, yes, I want it, I want it!”

“Such a sweet girl, you want it?” He groaned in your ear, feeling you clamp down harder around him as his thrusts losing his rhythm. “Tell me you want me to breed you. Tell me you want me to be the first and only man to fill your tight cunt with cum.”

“Kento~ nngh, yes, breed me, make me yours in every way you can! Cum inside me, please, please!” Your begging, the moans, only had him whining and growling louder, fucking into you like he never had before. So rough, so passionately, it was perfect. All through subsided as you cried out Nanami had angled his hips to brush against your g-spot before pressing directly into your cervix. “Holy fuck yes, fill me up Ken!”

More dirty words and curses spilled from your tongue as you felt yourself approaching your orgasm. The tightening coil in your lower abdomen, had your withering under your husband. Your squirming had Nanami fucking harder into you, His mouth on yours as he made love to you like the world was going to end. In his horny brain it might just happen if he didn’t fuck his cum into you soon.

“That’s it, good girl, good fucking girl~ take it, fucking take all of it.” His thrusts were jerky, his balls tightening as your dug your heels into his ass, successfully pulling his deeper inside of you. “Ah fuck! You’re such a good girl, so eager to be the future mother of my children.” All you were capable of doing was nodding as you cried out around him with each deep thrust. “Fuck, get pregnant Y/N, cum on my cock, and milk me for all that I’m worth.”

“K-Kento! Ken!”

“That’s it, love~ fuckin’ cum, cum all over me, good girl.”

“Nnngh!!” A scream ripped through your throat as Kento sped up, his thumb rubbing your clit as you came, extending your orgasm.

Your cum coated his cock, the warm slickness and you throbbing walls urged him to do exactly what he had been promising to do. “Get pregnant, take it, take all my cum. I’m cumming, oh my god I’m cumm-“ Kento cut himself off by slamming his lips against your, his tongue slid into your mouth as he moaned. His cock spurted and spurted, filling you full of his cum the sensation was strange, warm, and new.

But it felt so fucking good.

Pulling away from you, Kento gasped for air as he reached up gentle caressing your face as you both tried to catch your breath. Once Nanami managed to swallow down enough air to slow his heart rate, he beamed down at you. “Y/N I love you.” He didn’t say anything else, because his loving touch, and the gentle kisses he peppered over your face spoke volumes.

Those strong loving arms held you close, pulling you onto your sides. His cock keeping your bodies connected as he spooned you. Your husband loved you more than words could describe. The mere gentleness of this moment, had you praying that if you were to get pregnant, this was the moment it happened.

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