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𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲?

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Daddy/mama/brat etc…., overstimulation, breeding/creampie, riding, wall sex, full Nelson, mirror sex, praise/degradation, some mind break/dumbification, mention of a belly bulge (from satoru’s cum and cock), begging, possessive, size kink, squirting, knife play (no blood or cutting)

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 my pussy ✨

𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨

Lining Kento up with your sensitive wet little hole. Losing your mind over how thick he is. Too big for your fingers to touch. “My hungry little cock sleeve missed me this much? Barely letting me take my clothes off before your licking the sweat off my cock and trying to take me in your soaking wet cunt.” Messaging your cheeks with his large rough warm hand. Holding your hip, slowly swiping his thumb in small circles.

You can’t get enough of how it feels to be touched by Kento Nanami. His touch is firm, gentle, warm, comforting and exhilarating. “Been thinkin’ ‘bout you non stop daddy!” The pinch in his brow smoothes, a lazy smirk tugging on his slips.

Tightening his grasp on your hip, his thick fingers sinking in your hip’s squishy crease. Kento roughly sliding you down on his fat, veiny cock. “Who am I?” Roughly smacking your ass, once, twice, your cunt clenching on the third.

Firmly grabbing your hips, guiding your tight hot cunt on his cock. Sliding your hand down his rock hard, cheilsted chest. Sinking your nails into his abs when he flexes, the lines deepening. “Tell me or I'm stopping, who’s fucking your tight cunt into a sloppy mess?”

You whine, “Daaaadddy isss! Daddy’s fat cock is stretching my cunt out, reaching so deep. I can feel your veins pulse, the shape of your head, nnnn you’re so deep! Right there daddy please keep bouncing me on your cock! You’re so strong!” Wrapping your arms around Kento when he stands.

Softly tugging on his soft blond hair, scratching his freckled backside. “You’ve been such a beautiful house wife, it due time I make you a mama.” Your cunt throbs, fluttering around him at the thought.

Needing one arm to hold you up, he wraps grabs a handful of your hair. Pulling your head back, looking up into his beautiful face, relaxed in pussy drunken bliss. He croon, “Am I your big strong daddy? Does my beautiful mama love it when I fuck her like a slut?”

𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢

You’re helpless in his firm grasp, your legs pinned by your sides by his muscular arms. Toji’s large hands are clasped behind your head forcing you to look into the vanity mirror. “Look at ya sloppy little cunt, it was so small now it's taking my monster cock like it’s made for it.”

His cock always looks too big to fit, yet your soft squishy cunt takes him perfectly every time. You’re split open in a perfect circle, your puffy lips dragging along his cock when he pulls out. His heavy balls bouncing with each thrusts memorizing.

He gruffily demands, “Who’s slut are are you?” Your cunt flutters around his cock, spasming, gushing thick cum. Squirting all over his bed, some of your slick trickling down soaking his cum filled balls.

His cock head hitting your already aching bruised cervix threatening to do deeper. Could he? Loudly moaning, “Daddy’s! I'm daddy’s slut! Please! Please cum!” He groans, his fat cock’s veins throbbing.

He glides his cock out, “Fuck! Ya daddy’s little slut huh? Keep talkin’ like that and ya gonna make me cum too quickly. N’ after I made sure to jerk off with your panties so I can last longer in your lil super soaker.” Effortlessly sitting up, easing you out of the full Nelson. Holding you up, lining his cock up, gliding himself into your soft, squishy cunt.

Curling your toes, eyes rolling back, jaw dropping. “Too much! Please don't stop wanna be a good girl for Daddy! Please! Cum! Daddy! Please! Cum daaaaadddy!” Attempting to wiggle off Toji’s thick cock, your attempts are a pathetic shifting of your hips.

Toji stands up, fucking his thick, veiny cock into you harder. “Damanding little brat, after I cum I’m taping a vibator to your clit so I can smoke n’ have a drink watchin’ you whine and cum till your lil cunt breaks.” Tightening his grasp on your thigh, grabbing your hair holding your head still.

“Watch daddy fuck his cunt into a gapping cum filled mess.” He groans, looking handsome balls deep in your cunt. His thick arms, broad chest, and muscular thighs, Toji is a massive beautiful man having his way with your cunt.

𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮

Tightening his grasp on your neck, pinning your thigh to the wall. Your other leg hooked around Satoru’s waist. “Dont even need to listen to you beg, your cunt is doing it for you. Hear how wet she is? Your little cunt keeps on cumming, soaking n’ gripping my cock.” Your cunt loudly squelches when he glides his long veiny cock in.

“Seems like no matter how much I cum my cock is keeping getting hard again. It’s all your fault. Sending me those sexy pictures and videos of you playing with yourself making my cock and balls ache.” Some of his thick cum is dripping out, your stomach’s bulge grows when he stuffs you with his cock.

Loosening his firm grasp on your neck, grabbing your other thigh. Pinning it and leaning back looking down watching slowly his thrusts down. He croons, “Aw I filled my your little cunt is too full of my cum, it's all dripping out no matter much I fucked it deeper!” He groans, it’s breathy ending in a needy whine.

Barely catching your breath, whimpering “Daddy please! I can't cum anymore!” Rapidly picking up speed with each hard thrust, till he’s moving faster than than the machine he’s gotten to watch you get fucked with.

Leaning in close, grabbing your chin, tilting your head back. His messy white hair falling into his beautiful sky blue eyes you swear have clouds in them. “Oh you can't? That’s too bad my poor little princess will have to keep taking Daddy’s cock in her broken little cunt anyway.” Roughly kissing you, slipping his tongue into your mouth, tasting of sweets and your cunt.

Biting your lip, stopping when you cry, your cunt clenching his sensitive cock. You can feel his veins throbbings, he’s close but that doesn't mean he’s done. Tilting his head back, his beautiful neck covered in lipstick and red hickies he won’t cover.

His jaw drops, he drops his head, pressing his forehead to your’s. “Fuck, fuck fuck fuck! You’re getting so tight! Mmmm you’re daddy’s little slut, my beautiful whore. Tell me who I am when I’m fucking your cunt into a sloppy mess.” Leaning back, stroking your clit with his thumb.

“You’re my-my! Nnnn!�� You’re too cock drunk to get the words out. Whining, your cunt spamsing the intensity of your sore, sensitive cunt cumming for an unknownth time too much for you.

Satoru croons, “My my what? You said it? Whined it so beautifully it almost made me cum. You’re so fucking adorable, sexy, beautiful and needy, who else better to make me a daddy?”

𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮

Holding a knife to your neck, fucking your your sloppy cunt like he hates you. Suguru’s harsh, quick thrust too intense for your poor sensitive cunt to take. Closing your eyes, “Daaaady nnnn you feelsooogood! You’re cock! Nnnnn you’re!! Ahh!! Daddy!!” He fucks you harder with every word you utter till you’re a whimpering mess.

Dragging the sharp knife’s tip down your neck, between your breasts. Slowly sliding it closer towards your nipple, grabbing your jaw. “I need you to look your daddy in the eyes beautiful, it gets me off seeing the sexy look on your pretty face when you cum, let me see you cum for the tenth time.” You’re so close.

His pierced tongue, his thick fingers and his beautiful fat cock have spoiled you. Swiping the cool knife over your sensitive nipple. “Ahhhnnn dadddy.” You can feel the strong vibrations of your butt plug in your cunt.

His thick, being cock stroking all the right spots. “Squirt on Daddy’s cock.” Gushing on Suguru’s thick cock, soaking his balls hitting your ass. Slick trickling down to the toy pulsing in your other hole. He relentlessly, fucking you through your intense high.

Your mind shattering, eyes rolling back. Suguru groans, “That’s it! Good lil’ cock slut!” His smirking, groaning he knows how beautiful he is.

Holding his long, luscious hair back, thick longs framing his beautiful, angular face. A hungry, cocky smirk on his parted lips, the pink flush of his cheeks. And the loving passion in his warm honey brown eyes.

Tightening his grasp on your hip, stopping your pitiful attempt to run away from Suguru’s cock. “Where you going? Daddy isn't done with you yet, you got me hard for another round now ya gotta be a good girl n’ take it.” Setting the knife aside, grabbing your hair leaning down.

He’s too tall forcing you to look up. Using his weight and his firm grasp on your hip to keep you pinned beneath him. Legs spread for him to beat up your sloppy cunt with his hard cock. You can't believe he is all your’s.

“Nnn I can take it, wanna take daddy’s fat cock, wanna be filled with your warm cum. Please daddy, you didn't fill me up last time. N’ I've been good! Wanna! Wanna feel you cum, please!” Letting his hair go, swiping it to one side to make a thick curtain.

“That’s why you’re daddy’s good girl huh? Nnnnfuckmamafuck tell me who’s gonna make a beautiful mama.” His thick veins pulsing he’s so close.

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₊˚⊹ ᰔ tic-tacs

pairing: perv!husband nanami x perv!reader synopsis: your husband wants to breed you. you want your husband to breed you. warnings/tags: smut, unprotected PIV, dubcon ig? MDNI! a/n; short blurb cause i love my mans!!!

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your husband was pounding into you from behind, your warm cunt clenching around him.

"ughhh..." nanami mumbled, his cock enveloped by your walls, the blond's eyes rolling back in his head as his lips let out words you couldn't make out.

you chuckled, rolling your hips and intentionally squeezing yourself around him. "babyyy..." you giggled, biting down on your lower lip as you turned your head and watched pure bliss take over your husband's face.

you came in sync, your walls squeezing nanami's cock, the man's seed filing you while your moans filled the room.

he pulled out of you, pressing kisses on your face as his cum leaked out of you, "i have a secret to tell you..."

"oh? me too..." you chuckled, a grin taking over nanami's lips.

"i replaced your birth control with tic-tacs."

"oh? well..." you grinned, "i stopped taking my birth control a few weeks ago. so i doubt those tic-tacs affected me."

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a bath w/ lawyer nanami! 🫧

nanami’s broad shoulders relaxed against the white tube. warm water soothing his muscles, while the fragrance of lavender and vanilla filled the air sticking to his pruny skin. nanami was enjoying the relaxing relief, case upon case. being a lawyer was never easy, but moments like this made him not hate his job. “quiet” he didn’t bother to spear you a glance, head still hung against the tub, his voice boomed out in the bathroom making you jump- a small whimper falling from you. nanami slowly raised his head, his hand moving quicker shocking you as it wrapped around you neck.

“what did i say?” tilting his head his eyes slanting as he closed them just a little. “t-to be quite! sorry, j-just feels s’good,” nanami didn’t feel an ounce of guilt, but pride. he was very prideful in his ability to please you by doing nothing. he was being to hard of his princess, and he blamed the stress. “i’m sorry princess” he said so gently, bring you forward and kissing your lips with a single peck. he let you go, leaving you in a trance of wanting another kiss, and more after that! but his command after made you get right back to where you were at first. “keep bouncin. don’t stop until daddy’s filled that sweet pussy”

he spread his arms against the edge of the tub, head leaning back as you begin to move again. the swooshing of the water, and the feeling of his cock bump at any little spot in your cunt made him release a heavy sigh. this was the ultimate stress reliever.your hands rested on his chest, as your ass clapped again his thighs. your juices dripped out of you, so much so that it started to cloud the bubbly water. your sweet sounds filling nanami’s ears as he shut his eyes tight, balls feeling heavy. he finally gave in and gave you his attention, his focus on you, thumb tweaking your brown nipples watching you throw your head back, a stray tear falling.

“that’s nice princess? daddy’s makin your feel good?”

“y-yes! m’there!” you repeated how you were there for him over and over, until you clenched down hard on him, cream making a mess in the water. “thata girl” nanami kissed your face, stilling you as he took over, pumping his hips up into you. he ignored the mess the water was making on the tile floor, his orgasm crashing down like ice in a cup. so much cum filling you, making your tummy feel full, and cunt even fuller.

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LOSER! RODRICK HEFFLEY * readers race is not mentioned, mwah! . ⟡

loser! rodrick barely has any friends but his band members. only wears his bands t-shirts and listens to music that hurts your ears. always in the garage practicing with his band, if not with his girlfriend. puppy dog eyes and longing stares. not-no-secret softie. wannabe rockstar. has a shoebox hidden under his bed full of ticket stubs from concerts, crumpled notes and photos of/from his girlfriend.

loser! rodrick can't wrap his head around how he even got her in the first place and neither can his parents. ego boost after getting a girlfriend and no one knows how she even puts up with him. tries to impress her in anyway he can. mostly rolls her eyes at his stupidity but clearly finds him amusing and has a soft spot for his cluelessness.

loser! rodrick yearns for her kisses and chases her lips every time he gets a chance. smells of her almost always because he’s always around her and on her. gives the most softest kisses to the top of her ears. follows her anywhere with dreamy eyes. writes terrible songs for her but has never shared them with anyone. asks her to kiss his drummer sticks for good luck and of course she does after telling him how stupid it is.

loser! rodrick knows everything about his girlfriend. her favorite sweet treat, what makes her heart arch, the color she adores the most, what makes her laugh he most, what perfume she buys the most, her favorite show and genre, how she tastes (believes he’s been blessed by the gods themselves to even be able to get a hand on you).

୨ he's such a loser he moaned into your mouth the first time you kissed

୨ loser! rodrick following cool! reader around when she’s wearing a swimsuit

୨ cool! reader being everybody's favorite person in some way shape or form

୨ possessive! reader making out with loser! rodrick to show people he’s hers and him getting a hard-on

୨ loser! rodrick who smells like musk and two day old clothes, while his new girlfriend smells of the sweetest scents known to man

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drunk in love — k.nanami

content warning: prey/predator typa thing, dubcon they r both drunk, spit, spanking, creampie, cervix kissing, rough sex, slight hard dom!kento, heavily unedited because im lazy

a/n: don't say i ain't never gave y'all nothing

nanami doesn't get drunk often.

he could hold a whole bottle of the finest liquor and not bat an eye but he thinks he's just drunk off you and the cheap shit you indulge in.

his eyes are hazy—low and stuck on you. one hand tugs at glasses as the other reaches to grab you but you've decided to be a tease tonight. giggling as you slip right out his hands darting off down the spacious hallway of his flat. he growls mean and grizzly as he follows your giggles, the heels of his dress shoes tapping against the freshly waxed floors. he makes a sharp left and sees that his office door is cracked open. nanami never leaves his office door open. he walks inside cooly, jaw working tight. "princess i know you're in here."

he looks around the forewalls of the office he spent almost majority of his time in. "if you come out now darling— you won't be in as much trouble. ."

you watched him walk in front of your hiding spot then disappear. it goes eerily quiet again and you think he'd left the room by now but then there's a tug at your ankles and suddenly you're being dragged from under his desk. you squeal and put up little fight when he works to turn you onto your stomach, mounting you like a horny dog. he's tugging up your night gown, ripping your panties to the seams then spreading the fat of your ass cheeks wide enough that you wince.

he spits and the warm glob slides from your puckering hole to your wet one and he groans again. you hear the jingling of his belt as he tugs his throbbing cock from his dress pants shoving them down his pale toned thighs. manhandling you into an arch position while he drags his pink and slicked shaft between your wet thighs. he leans down to whisper in your ear. "told you to come out didn't I?"

drunk!nanami who fucks you full right in the middle of his office floor. your knees burn from rubbing against the carpet as he forces you to keep your perfectly arched position. every time you threaten to fall he smacks your ass with his big ringed hands chucking you back in position.

tispy!nanami who's heavy balls smack against your clit as he furiously thurst into the sloppy wet mess that is your pussy.

drunk!nanami who's not drunk off your knockoff booze anymore, no not anymore. now the blonde man is intoxicated from your pussy gripping him with every inch of his life

drunk!nanami who cums with animalistic snarls cock knocking on the doors of the deepest part of your insides. cumming in thick endless robes filling your cervix to its fullest. cum dripping onto the rug and he'd definitely complain tomorrow but refuse to clean it. . .

drunk!nanami who collapses on top of you ignoring your protest of how heavy he was. he does eventually roll off you and falls straight to sleep. pants at his ankles, wet softening cock out for you and the dust mites to gawk at. you tried to get him to bed and even get him a least a little bit decent but he wasn't budging so you drape a blanket over him and slept in the comforter he made just for you to sit in while he worked

nanami who flushes in the morning apologizing for acting so out of character. makes it up by cooking an orgasm worthy breakfast. vows to never drink your cheap ass liquor again.

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imagine teasing nanami so bad while he's at work, sending him nudes and texting him how horny you are. his slacks feel tight with his cock growing harder and harder at his desk. unable to sit in unbearable arousal for any longer, he discreetly tucks his length down his boxers before making his way to the restroom, hastly pulling down his pants and began touching himself. he takes out his phone, rubbing his cock to how delicious you looked in creamy white lace lingerie, how full and heavy your breasts looked in your barely-there bra, your yummy curves and thighs.

teasing the the tip of his mushroom cock head he swipes through your pictures, reading your raunchy texts he tried to ignore earlier and thought about giving you the best fuck of your life when he got home. stroking himself faster, he imagines eating your yummy juicy pussy that was probably already nice and wet for him. namami cums embarrassing fast, wiping the milky translucent liquid on some toilet paper, zipping himself up and going back to work like nothing happened. the day could not end sooner.

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insecure curvy reader…

(ft. choso, kento, satoru, toji, sukuna)

note: for anon, i hope you liked! I didn’t include everyone just bc the jjk lineup is so long😢 but if i didn’t include the one you wanted just lmk! also don’t mind the horrible attempt at sukuna but I included him (and Toji) bc i feel like they go feral for curvy women. (same tho). also, after a baby!reader on choso🫰🏽

warnings: body dysmorphia?, weight/size discussions, suggestive, sexual remarks, f!reader, curvy!reader, pregnant!reader

— choso

— kento

— satoru

— toji

— sukuna

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𓂂 ˚ ☆ ꙳ * ࣭ 𓂂 ˚ ☆ ꙳ “Behave” — JJK Men

Synopsis:- They’re all gentlemen, at least they try to be, but then, just what can a man do when you’re literally, asking for it?

— A/n:- because chemistry sucks ass and rather than that, I’d rather get scolded by a man🤭+it is sorta rushed

— Word Count:- 0.9k

— Warnings:- smut!!MDNI!!Geto + Gojo + Nanami x reader (separately); brat taming; slight humiliation (just a bit mean sided); hints of oral (male receiving); spanking (very light?); hints of edging; idk rest just yea<3 (not proofread!!); sir kink with Geto; name calling; porn w/o plot lol

Suguru Geto:-

Suguru Geto holds the patience of a priest, quiet simply, and punishes like the God Complex he’s built himself around. Nothing ever truly goes unnoticed by him, watching intently as he counts each strike—it’s true, often he’ll punish you in spite of it—but more often than not (because you’re a decent brat too) he finds himself giving all that you perfectly deserve.

“How many do you deserve?” he murmured against your skin, hands bound with the pretty handcuff, the one he insisted upon buying—face shoved deep into the white sheets and ass up and facing him.

Fingers playing with the loose sheets, you smirked, “20?” You reply was short, almost sweet and innocent.

Suguru didn’t budge, he knew it—a smirk he adorned too, “I think that’s a lot doll let’s do a little less than half of it, ok?” A sharp slap landed on your rear—a rough squeeze.

You whined simply, in response—he knew however, spankings weren’t all so much a punishment for you as much as the pleasure it passed you.

And he wasn’t having it tonight, not when you were audacious enough to insult him in front of his friends.

“That’s very less su’- ah!” A squeal you let out when another sharp slap crashed upon—“Sir! That’s far too less sir,” your correction amused him still.

“You think 8’s less doll?” And just something about the edge in his voice alerted you, “Last time you were crying and writhing when I edged you 5 times—but if that’s what you want…”

A smirk and a whine let out together.

Satoru Gojo:-

Satoru Gojo is all by himself, the embodiment of a brat—so to seek out ways to thin his patience is almost stupid. But stupid is as stupid does— a challenge shouldn’t go wasted right? Satoru doesn’t need reasons to punish you, at least, that’s what he makes it seem like, but he remembers and he remembers well.

Back pressed against his chest, you nuzzled deeper—aware perfectly of the uncomfortable hard-on your almost bare ass, pressed against his crotch, caused him.

A whine he let out- hands groping your breasts roughly, kneading and pressed together, “Don’t fucking tease me,” he muttered against the sensitive skin of your neck, you grinned.

“Awh, poor Toru’ can’t take it?” And you were sure you almost head a purr at that, “don’t push it princess,”

Another whine, when you pushed your ass against his dick further, “Push what Toru?” The little pout your lips held drove him crazy as that.

“That’s it,” he growled right there—“you asked for the punishment,”

An amused look you offered, “Because you can’t control your dick? What are you 12?” You knew your words only tipped him more, but he was just always worse at the game than you ever could be, “For cumming and soiling those pretty panties I bought you, especially when I wasn’t home,” you eyes went wide, and his smirk—not one thought sprang your head, how did he know that?

“Or for those shorts you wore when Nanami was over, wanted him to check out this sweet ass angel?” You squealed as his hand pinched your ass.

“Maybe for the nudes you kept sending me during my missions hm? But the real question is, what should I even do hm?”

Before anything could even register inside your head, he had already manhandled you between his legs, kneeling on the bed as he sat legs wide.

“Go on,” he grinned, “Only I deserve the pleasure tonight yeah?”

Nanami Kento:-

Nanami Kento is a man of few words and perfect ideals—you almost knew what you were getting into, except, you didn’t. Kento wasn’t exactly strict, he let you as you pleased- he liked it feisty, but there were moments of his own. And sometimes, he just couldn’t help the sudden flare of anger bubbling up.

Your head bobbed along the length of his shaft- your mouth was getting sore for that was how he’d kept you for the past 15 minutes, kneeling under his table, your warm mouth keeping him occupied while he worked—all so because you couldn’t help your need for attention.

A glare he passed when you let out a whine, eyes flitting onto the door handle, making sure no one would enter and suddenly, he pulled out—making you whine all the louder.

“Just don’t fucking get it, do you?” His words were harsh, so contrasting to the usual Kento he offered in your gaze, “Just wanna be fucked in front of everyone like a slut,” his fingers gripped your jaw tight, “that’s what the slut wants hm? For everyone to see just how good your mouth takes me?”

You loved it, the intense gaze in his eyes, the rough embrace he offered and mean words—he knew you loved it.

“Tongue out,” he ordered, and you did as he pleased—an amused smile tugged at his lips.

Plap-plap-plap—he slapped the tip of dick against your tongue, it felt so filthy this way—“good pet,” he murmured, “gonna have you hold it 15 more minutes, this is the only way you’ll learn to hold your tongue yeah?”

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IT’S A MATCH!

full nelson. how had you ended up here? squashed together as your tinder date—who was old enough to be your father—fucked his stiff cock into you. you were just looking for a little bit of fun after a few months in quarantine, and instead you found yourself stuffed to the brim whilst being pounded relentlessly. the sound of skin slapping together rang in your ears, the blonde’s groans and pants growing the closer he came. his balls pressed against your skin, blonde tuffs of pubic hair tickling you. his thick length rubbed your insides raw. you had never been fucked like this.

when you’d first seen kento nanami he looked like a gentleman, with his clean-cut hair and well-tailored suit. he looked like a person of status and importance, not the type to be splitting a girl that could be his daughter with his dick. but here he is, balls deep inside your pussy on his expensive sofa.

"you're such a naughty girl, fucking an old man like me," he said, voice thick with lust. "how did i get so lucky, mm? look at you, taking me so well." his cock curved in just the right way to hit that special spot inside you. and each time he pulled out, his fat tip would barely catch your g-spot, sending you into a frenzy, and when he pushed back in, he bottomed out. his large hands gripping your hips so tight you knew you would bruise.

salty tears fell from your glossy eyes. he had you full on fucking crying from the overstimulation, the pain only heightened by your inability to see. your hands were clutching at the fabric of the sofa, trying to keep yourself steady, but it was no use.

your cunt ached. the wet, sloppy sounds his angry cock made each time it slipped inside your abused hole had you feeling filthy, and it was clear that he wasn't going to slow down any time soon. your head was lolling back against his shoulder, your body had long given up on resisting. kento’s grip was the only thing keeping you upright, and if he hadn't had you in his hold, you would have collapsed a long time ago.

a familiar knot was forming in the pit of your stomach, and you were desperate to come. “ha—so wet, f-fuck you feel so good. feel me deep?” his voice was so gravelly and breathless that you almost didn't recognise it, and all you could do was moan. he laughed a little, his chest vibrating as he leaned down to nip at the skin of your shoulder.

this position, his thrusts were deeper. he was able to pull you flush against his cock. you were so full, it almost hurt.

his thrusts had turned erratic, and the room was filled with the sounds of your combined moans and heavy breaths. you felt his pace slow, and he began to thrust with more purpose. the tip of his cock grinding into your g-spot.

the waves of pleasure rolled over you, and your vision went white. you sobbed, toes curling. kento grunted as he fucked you through your orgasm, his thrusts even more sloppy as he bottomed out inside of you, coming with a growl. you felt his cum filling you, his hips stuttering pushing the heavy mess further in your cunt.

when you both came down from your high, he pulled out, his cum spilling out and running down your thighs. he released his hold on you, and you collapsed against the cushions with a humph, dazed. too dazed to see the man grabbing your phone from the coffee table, hands idly swiping through your apps. bingo. tinder. too dazed to see him swiftly delete the app.

he doesn't want to share. not you.

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i have plans that i can not share with you right now because the haters will sabotage me .. 😏

why is everyone afraid of writing drunk and nasty nanami content (100% consensual and communicated previously between himself and reader)? it’s literally confirmed that he drinks quite often. where is the wasted on brown liquor DISGUSTING nanami fics? like him sitting at home, manspreading and drunk? watching your every move? work attire still on, sleeves rolled up, tie loose, HAND ON BELT. WHERE ARE THE WRITERS? GET YOUR LAPTOPS.

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𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐞 ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

Yall ever thought about how shy Nanami gets after the 'accidental' kiss you both share? AHHHHHH

He was inching seriously close to your face, you knew it was already getting too late, it was only the two of you to leave the office now. You knew letting him help you on your paper work when he should've just left early was a wrong move. But you couldn't help yourself when he was just standing there offering to help as the last person left the office. But now it's already too late, right?

The newly printed papers slipped from your hands, all of the papers flying across because of the air conditioner, and you could only remember yourself inching forward to grasp it. Only to bump yourself on to him, causing him to quickly turn around "watch ou-!" You said in a hurry, but damn Nanami was already startled because of the closeness of your face to his, in an urgency to catch you before you fell, he didn't know where to touch you, 'can he grab your waist, is that okay?' but before he can make a decision, you have already fallen on him. To you, it looks like, he willingly accepted for you to fall over him.

Your eyes were squeezed shut, ready to take the impact to your head or whatever. But you felt a big hand, holding you firmly on the side of your shoulders, a gentle warmth spreading upon your lips.. your eyes shot open, trying to understand what was going on, and that's exactly how you got into this situation..

Your knees nudging against his groin, your fingers splayed across his chest, your hair falling over the sides of his face as he kissed..you?

You eased into that kiss, letting the few seconds of tremor wash away, you grew bolder, letting your hand move across the sides of his neck to deepen the kiss. The eyes of his that was closed shut, blinked open to look over at you, as he brought his face closer to yours. Slowly, pulling you up as he kissed you with his hands around your waist, and tilting your head to kiss you like he wanted. The air between getting hotter and thicker. you were on your knees now, you could feel yourself growing wet as he continued to kiss you down your nec— Fuck.

Both of you quickly pulled away, startled, because of the sudden ringing of his phone. You both quickly got up, you stood upright and tried to pick up the scattered papers as he went through his pocket in a frenzy to pick up the call. After a minute, he came back as he saw you still picking up the papers as he joined you.

"That was.." he began, his voice failing, not even trying to mask that unbelievable shade of red spreading on his ears. "Let's just not pretend it ever happened" you said out of breath. "Why?" he said, Still in that same trembling voice, "I— I liked it" he said, catching you off guard. "Did you, um uh" it was like a lump formed on his throat when he saw you looking at him over your shoulders. "Did you, not.. like it?" He said, rubbing his neck, as he fiddled with his tie. Cute.

"i apologize if i was over stepping-" you interrupted him before he could finish, "i did" you simply said, causing his eyes to widen, "you did?" He said in disbelief, only for him to stiffen up at your words, standing there like a statue. He opened his mouth a few times but nothing came out like he didnt know what to say. "I—" he tried, "you?" You asked, stepping closer to him, as you stood before him. His cheeks are reddish pink, as he adjusted his specs, "I liked it too.." he managed.

"yeah, you already told me that." You said, the corner of your lips curving into a smirk at his shy demure. "I did, yes. I did, um yeah" he, looked away not able to look in your eye anymore. "So.. want to try that again?" You whispered leaning towards him causing him to look back at you with his head still tilted to the side but his eyes on you, "Yeah."

[munybagd]

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summary: your hacker who stole everything, including your heart. pairing: nanami kento x fem!reader cw: gojo mentioned, mutual masturbation, camgirl!reader, perv!nanami, hacker!nanami, p in v, oral (m receiving), creampie, dirty talk, nanami is a devoted freak!!, jealousy, switch nanami a/n: trying this new theme out.. not proof read sorry!!!1

— 𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚ —

"its strip tease tuesday, you know what to do."

honored1 sent $2,000: take the shirt off now ^^

you scoff at the message and tease the hem of your shirt, slowly lifting it up revealing, another shirt under. chuckling at the chats reaction you continued taking off each shirt, layer by layer.

until you were finally left with just your lacy bra.

n.kento sent $1,000: shorts next?

"how desperate, still not enough money dont you think?" you tease as your fingers glide down your body, playing with the waistband of your tight shorts.

n.kento sent $3,000: satisfied? let me see you.

“fine then.” you grumbled, slipping a finger in the thin fabric, slowly pulling on it and eventually taking them off, leaving you sitting back in your matching set.

honored1 sent $1,000: take the rest off now

you slipped a finger under the strap of your bra and before you could pull it down another donation, from 'n.kento' rolled in.

n.kento sent $1,000: dont do it yet. play with yourself first, then strip.

you raise an eyebrow at the request, intrigued, you listen to the man and bring your fingertips to your hardened nipple poking out of your bra, you give it a light pinch and kept tugging and pinching at it.

suguwu.g: hot

hungry4money: keep it up.

n.kento: good girl

"ngh..thank you guys... keep the donations rolling in" you bite out, your voice trembling at the sensations you haven't felt in so long.

you were in desperate need of money again, and you knew this wasn't the best option but you received a lot during the times you used to do this, so you were glad you were getting the same attention from before.

"okay, I think I played enough, time to remove the rest?"

suguwu.g: yes

hungry4money: yup.

honored1: please

n.kento: ...

guest117: yes pleaseee !!!

the rest of the chat agreed, you nodded and removed your bra, leaving you half topless in front of everyone.

-

nanami stared at the screen, lust filled his eyes, he was already holding himself back from glitching out the site to make it seem like only one person was viewing your stream.

which was him.

but instead, his fingers were wrapped around his burning length, stroking it in a quick, intense movement. whimpers and moans filled the room as he watched your breasts bounce as you squirm around in your chair.

nanami quickly sent a quick donation, begging you to touch yourself already.

your eyes peeked at the notification and a subtle smirk rested on your lips, which of course nanami noticed.

"fuck ‘m gonna cum, hurry up baby.." he moaned to himself and noticed your fingers gliding down your body. nanami's expression changed in a blink of a second, he peered his gaze towards the fingers that now reached your raging heat.

"oooh, yes keep going." he muttered, his wrists starting to ache from the strong, rapid movements hes putting on himself. nanami was reaching climax soon and he was trying his hardest to pull back.

ding!

hungry4money sent $1: you're so hot

nanami glared at the notification, veins popping out of his forehead as a wave of jealousy washed through him, what made it worse was your response to the fucking dollar.

"thank you, toji" your voice letting out a little whine when you said his name. nanami didnt realize it yet, but he came, just from the sound of your voice saying another mans name.

he looked down and silently scolded himself, grabbing the tissues from the desk and cleaning himself off. when he finished cleaning, he averted his eyes back to the stream, where you were still touching yourself.

he already got hard at the sight but decided to not get off at you, yet.

he brought his keyboard closer towards him and started typing away. although he went with his first and last name on the site, he was still careful when it came to hacking you.

he began to slowly remove each person off of your stream, one by one, until it was just you and him. he watched as you were close to release and decided to send you a few more donations.

do you want to send $1000 yes or no?

nanami clicked yes, and his worst nightmare came true.

DECLINED!

"fuck. just how much money do I have?" he muttered to himself, quickly splitting the screen and getting on his banks website to check his balance.

"three hundred?"

nanami slammed his hands on his desk and quickly averted his eyes to your stream. he noticed a lot of guests had already joined and sent a bunch of messages in the chat, he was going to fix that later, after he gets some money.

then an idea clicked.

why not he hack you?

it was a thought he had at the start, but he always avoided it, just to not hurt you. but after constantly getting turned on and more obsessed with you, he needed to find a way to get closer to you.

nanami had been rejecting every girl just so he could save his virginity for you, but it was impossible getting closer than just a few 'thank you's' across the screen.

he decided to try it after your stream ended, and prayed it would work.

-

half an hour passed and you were wrapping up the stream, it was an eventful one and you gained a lot of money from it. you closed up the stream and quickly washed yourself.

as you stepped in the shower you were thinking of more ideas to make the streams even more eventful, fucking yourself didn't feel like enough and the thought of someone fucking you in front of the camera sounded more better.

but who were you going to fuck?

maybe one of your viewers?

whoever it was, you needed to find them soon.

ten minutes passed and you hopped out of the shower and got ready in some comfortable pyjamas. a towel was wrapped around your hair and you walked over to your desk, unlocking your computer to log into your streaming earnings.

"account balance zero?!"

you repeatedly clicked the refresh button, hoping it was just a glitch, but when the site showed the same balance the whole time you knew it was not a glitch anymore.

"what the fuck?" you mumble, quickly going to your bank balance and found your funds remaining the same, but you could've gained a lot more money from the stream you just did.

you were already washed up and ready for bed, there was no way you could make another stream, you sat back in your seat, staring into the ceiling in disbelief.

nanami stared at his funds in success, now, he was thinking of a way to talk to you, he should've thought you'd find the streaming funds to be at zero by now, but after refreshing your page a million times he didnt find anything about you acknowledging it.

so he decided to wait for the next stream, which was tomorrow.

the next day rolled along and you woke up, absolutely drained from last night. you decided to find a man to satisfy your needs–in front of the camera–and made sure to collect your funds right when the stream ends.

you relaxed in bed, scrolling on your phone as you waited for the evening to come along. out of curiosity, you decided to log into the site to see if your funds went back to anything but zero.

but, of course, it remained at zero.

sighing, you put your phone down and rested up until the evening.

beep beep beep

your alarm blared through your pillows and your eyes fluttered open, noticing it was already six 'o clock, you sighed and got up from your bed, brushed your teeth and got ready in a nice outfit.

you planned to go to the club an hour earlier than usual, in case you wouldn't find anyone or in case you had to go to a new one. your streams usually start around nine so you were good.

you walked out of the house and headed towards the closest club nearby you.

after a fifteen minute walk you finally made it to the club, the music blared through the walls and you headed towards the bumper, showing him your id. he nodded and let you in.

the loud music corrupted your ears as you made your way through all of the people taking up the space to dance, fuck, drink, whatever. but as you were walking you took a quick glance at someone sitting in the corner and walked up to them.

"he–"

"oh I know you!" the man got up from his seat and grabbed onto your hands, holding on them as he stared into your eyes.

"oh...do you?" you chuckle awkwardly, glancing away from his piercing gaze, his eyes were scarily blue and hard to look at. he nodded and slipped a finger under your chin, turning your head towards him.

"yup, I watch and donate to your streams. didnt know you lived here, nor came to the club today?"

"which one of my donators are you?" you ask.

"honored1, aka gojo satoru." he said with confidence.

ah, so your number one donor. sometimes nearing second place, who was this 'n.kento' man.

"be in my stream tonight."

gojo chuckled and leaned in, his breath lingering on your ear, before he whispered.

"lets go."

the two of you got home just on time. it didn't take much time for you to already get slammed on the bed and get your clothes violently removed.

"hold on satoru–s-start the stream first."

he nodded and got the camera prepared in a perfect angle before starting up your stream.

3...

2...

1...

-

nanami noticed you started your stream and clicked on it immediately, just to be met with a man talking in front of the camera. jealousy fuelled through his body and he sat back in his seat and watched.

"hello fans, we got a special guest! her number one donor–aka gojo satoru! sit back and watch me take this woman so good."

rolling his eyes, he glanced at the chat where everyone was just cheering and calling both of them hot together.

oh how he wished he was in Gojo's place.

Gojo walked up to your lying figure on the bed and swiftly lifted your legs and wrapped them around his hips, Gojo unbuckled the belt of his pants and pulled his pants down, leaving him in his boxers.

his boner was extremely visible and he chuckled before pulling down his. boxer, letting his hard length spring out. his hips bucked towards your face as he brought his tip towards your lips.

nanami scoffed at the sight and grumbled a few cuss words under his breath. he watched as your mouth obediently opened to gojos command and noticed your face puffing up at his length suffocating your small mouth.

gojos fingers glide through your body, lowering down and down before he reached your soaking cunt. he slipped a finger in and then another, stretching and stroking your pussy as he continues to thrust himself in your mouth.

nanami felt himself getting hard at the sight, that was odd? you weren't even doing anything to yourself and he still got turned on. he decided to not pleasure himself, not yet, he needed to watch this first.

but his fingers couldn't stop himself, he was hurting, bad, and out of instinct he unbuckled his pants and brought out his cock, already dripping with pre-cum.

nanami wrapped his large fingers around his leaking tip and watched as Gojo was already putting his cock inside you.

"look at this desperate woman, taking my cock so good." gojo praised, glancing at the stream where a bunch of donations were already popping up.

"who's fucking..ngh..you right now? hm?" he teased.

"mghh- yo-you!" you cry out, Gojo let out a tsk and thrusted himself in you, more agressively now.

"who?"

"satoru!" you whined, as your fingers dug deep into his arms. gojo let out a chuckle and nodded.

"good girl, thats right... I–mmph...I am fucking you, yeah?"

you nod and Gojo leans towards your face, whispering something that couldn't be heard through the cameras. nanami noticed you nod and in the same second you and Gojo kissed.

a streak of cum spurted out of nanami and landed all over the screen, did he really cum from you kissing another man? he stared at the mess in disbelief and started cleaning up before going back to watch your steam again.

"fucking hell, stupid idiot." nanami muttered to himself and saw you both getting up and walk towards the camera, Gojo waved to the camera and ended the stream in one click.

nanami immediately typed on his computer and accessed your funds you made on the stream and his eyes widened in shock and noticed you made well over ten thousand dollars.

he transferred the money to his account and shut off his computer for the night.

-

you and gojo had just finished cleaning up and you sat at your pc checking your funds, and to your surprise, it was at zero again?

"fuck."

"whats up?" gojo wrapped his arms around you

"my streaming funds keep getting to zero... I dont know whats going on."

"likely someone is stealing your funds, ever tried to see who?"

you shook your head and gojo grabbed onto the mouse, clicking a few buttons and ended up at a page where a list of ip's are shown. the page reviewed two similar ip's stealing the funds at around the same time you finished your stream.

"–so now you can try to find out who this is from where they live, just put it in a finder and you're set!"

"thank you satoru, ill see you next time, you should head home."

"you're welcome, ill be watching your streams, bye bye" he walks over to the door and waves at you before leaving. you sigh in your seat and copy the ip address in an ip finder.

the screen loaded for a few seconds before the site listed where the person lived, their name, and everything basically. you silently thank gojo again and scrolled through the information.

one thing that stuck out to you was the mans name,

nanami kento...

nanami...

kento...

n.kento?

"what the fuck does he need my funds for?"

you scroll more and found exactly where he lives, with this information you checked how far he lived, it was only a ten minute drive, not bad. you note down the address on your phone and planned to get there the next day.

the next morning you woke up, earlier than usual and decided to get ready to head over to nanami's place. you showered, and got ready in something comfortable before leaving your place.

when you finished getting ready you got in your car and started the drive. the whole car ride there you were just wondering what you were going to say to him.

ten minutes passed and you finally got to his house. it was an average decent looking house, a car was parked in the driveway and you parked right next to it before getting out and walking to the front door.

you stood in front of the door and rang on the door bell. you heard shuffling on the other side, the door flung open moments later and you were met with a handsome face.

there was no way this man was stealing your funds?!

"you're nanami kento, right?"

"fuck..I mean yes, come in."

"so-"

"I know you found out about the funds, but please I did it for a reason. dont worry I didnt use any of it." nanami interrupted, he was acting like an innocent man getting questioned by the police for something he didnt do.

"whats the reason?"

"to get closer to you, but I also needed some money..."

"and you couldn't just work?" you ask curiously, it was confusing why he needed your funds for his financial problems, but before he spoke up you interrupted.

"also, what do you mean get closer with me?"

"i..like your streams, and you in general! I just cant help but feel my heart beating from looking at you. all I ever wanted was to fu–"

"enough, you could've just begged in my messages and id probably see it one day, you didnt need to hack me, and steal my money."

"I know im sorry, do you forgive me?"

"what did you want to do to me?"

"uh..fuck?"

"come over for my stream tonight, ill star you as a guest like I did with satoru."

nanami nodded and a flash of anger appears in his eyes when you mention gojo. you nod and get up from your seat, walking towards the exit, nanami got up and followed you out.

"and I want to see those funds back in my account by the time I get home, understand? also dont do this hacking shit again."

"yes ma'am."

"see you later, kento, ill send you my address."

nanami nodded and waved goodbye to you before shutting the door behind him.

the evening rolled around and nanami made his way to your house, his cock was going to burst in his pants any second now and he didnt even get to see you yet.

the whole drive he was smiling to himself and wondered what he'd do to you once he walks in.

ten minutes pass and nanami made it to your place, he parked and hopped out of the car heading to the front door. he gave your door three knocks and on the last knock the door fluttered open, revealing you wearing just a t-shirt.

nanami could faint at the sight and he almost did.

he noticed your hardened nipples poking through the shirt and couldn't take his eyes off of it. a snap re awoken him back to reality and you wrapped your fingers around his wrists, dragging him to the bed.

you got the camera ready and started the stream.

3...

2...

1...

"special guest number two, aka the guy who stole my funds the past two streams." you tell the camera and walk towards nanami who was flushed in embarrassment and desire.

honored1 sent $1000: awh you're getting with him?

"only for tonight, this is just a one night stand, right kento?"

nanami nodded, oh how he wished it was more than that, but he didnt want to publicly humiliate himself for asking for more than just a one night stand.

you chuckle and sit on his lap, grinding yourself against him, the friction of his fabric hitting your laced panties and causing rashes along your inner thighs, you were over the moon.

"take off your pants." you demanded

"you want me to do it? why dont you do it, hm?" nanami teased, his fingers slipping under your hair as he lightly pushes your head down, making you get on your knees in front of him.

a flash of shock filled your eyes and your fingers fumble to undo the belt strap, after a few several tries you finally got it unbuckled and you whipped the strap off, grabbing onto the zipper and pulling it down.

nanami watched your every move, his eyes were filled with desire and he couldn't believe he was getting the moment he's been waiting for, for so long.

your fingers slid under his boxers and you pulled it down, letting his searing cock spring out, pre-cum flown down his tip and it looked like his cock was about to explode.

you chuckle and slick your tongue on his creamy mushroom head. nanami twitched the moment your tongue made contact with his tip and he gripped onto your hair tighter.

"keep...mgh...going" he moaned, pushing your head deeper. you hold back a gag that was appearing in your mouth, his length was way too large to be fitting in your mouth, you felt like you were going to suffocate any moment now.

nanami rapidly pushed and pulled your head, up and down, up and down, he was so blinded by pleasure, he needed more than just a quick blow job.

suguwu.g: shit, keep going

honored1: oh fuck i kinda want her again

guest123: #needthat

hungry4money: just fuck already

more and more donations started to roll in and nanami was close to release, he pulled your head away and carried you on his lap, making you face the camera.

"lets make them watch everything, yeah?"

you nod and a whimper slipped out of your lips. nanami hummed in response and grabbed onto your hips, aligning your pussy with the tip of his cock.

he shifted around the panties with his tip and eventually got through it. his leaking tip made contact with your leaking entrance, which was practically begging to get destroyed already.

nanami pushed yourself on his cock, a moan escaped your lips when you felt his large length stretching you out further and further, you felt like you were going to die any second now.

"you like that? you're clenching me so tight, ‘m gonna cum..."

"alread–nghhh?”

he nodded against your neck, leaving small bite marks and kisses along it, before you could ask him to slow down a spurt of beads shocked through your body, you twitch in shock and nanami barely pulled out before thrusting himself back inside you.

"fuck...'m sorry, s-sorry.. ngh look at all my cum pouring out of you."

too blinded at the impact, your half lidded eyes stared into the reflection of the camera, watching you get violently railed by nanami. sounds of your ass making contact with his thighs filled the room.

"look at the donations baby, we're going to make so much money."

"whos...we–mmph s-slow down"

"we as in...me and.. you"

honored1 sent $10,000: hope u enjoy hehe

your eyes widened at gojos donation and you whimpered at the screen.

"thank you sato–" your gratefulness was interrupted with nanami's lips crashing onto yours. your eyes widened and nanami pushed his tongue inside your mouth, savouring more and more of you.

he pulled away, a string of saliva following both of your lips.

with one final thrust you came all over nanami's cock, he let out a small 'tsk' before pulling out and carefully placing you on the bed. you were absolutely tired from probably the best sex you had.

you notice nanami end the stream and walk over to your desk to check on the funds. a little whistle left his lips and he chuckled before glancing at you.

"we earned a good amount, want to do this again?"

you stare at him in disbelief and shoo your hands at him.

"I promise I wont steal your funds again."

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a/n: this was lowk crazy ..I want to do camboy nanami next lmao idk tho

[munybagd]

when husband!nanami has a crush on his wife! :)

slight nsfw, gn!reader for the most part except for like. wife/gf. actually is this even gn anymore guys im so sorry idk im slow

nanami kento whos been happily married to you for years now, and has never felt a day where he didnt feel this love for you. but recently - and he cant tell you when it started - hes started getting... butterflies?

it started off small- when he worked and had a thought of you, he would be smiling and giggling almost maniacally without him realizing, leaving coworkers thinking hes finally lost it.

then, it started to get bigger.

hed be driving home and while checking his blind spot, that small shift of his head allowed him to get just the tiniest whiff of your perfume- fuck, if there was a car he definitely wouldve crashed. nostrils fully flared, his breathing is completely erratic to see if he can get another hit, pedal almost to the floor, more impatient than ever to get home.

he cant tell if hed rather be at home or at work, both a personal paradise and a jail cell- you occupy his every thought that small butterflies turn into heart throbbing chest pains (he even visits the doctor to see if he had survived a week long heart attack from how much it ached in his chest (he didnt have any complications, only a very very high heart rate? ... weird)). he cant do anythjng about it so he starts hitting the gym as much as he can to attribute this throbbing with hard-work and exercise (hes there so often people have started to think hes a manager)

now its gotten so bad that he finds himself not being able to look you in the eye, so conscious that hes making EYE-CONTACT with his CRUSH (wife), or else hes going to turn into a mess (as if he wasnt already) - blushing, stuttering, pants going tiighttt, you name it.

hes feining so hard that hes started courting you again (like a fucking bird), dressing himself up as best as he could, seriously making him look like the best suitor on the market possible (even if he wasnt youd still pick him). normally a very financially responsible man, its uncharacteristic of him to spend money left and right arguably buying the most expensively useless things imaginable that he knew you would like (but it reminded him of you so how could it be useless? (._.))

you initially thought he was mad at you with the way he started to ignore you, refusing to touch you or make eye contact, refusing to hold a conversation longer than five minutes (it was because he would actually cum his pants (from talking!!) if he held it out any longer), hes never felt more like a schoolboy till now. oh and you (unknowingly) were not helping his case; sweet, honey dripping whispers of "im sorry"s and "i love you"s, michelin star curated bento boxes with his favorite foods paired with such sugar infused notes of encouragement and love to get him through the day.

you, too, were now dressing to the T's. you could easily steal the title of "world's most unforgiving fashion critic" with how precise you were with every detail of your outfits, your hair, anything that would catch his eye. days and nights of dolling up to try and even seduce your way to his "forgiveness"- and it didnt even work in the end, if anything, it made him retreat even further :(

(he almost slept in the guest bedroom when this started to happen- hell he was this close to renting a hotel room for the night. if he couldnt even handle your horribly messy morning face, how could he ever handle you looking like a damn angel sent from god himself)

then it was a whole plethora of thinking he felt guilty for something like breaking your eyeshadow palettes or shattering a plate, or was trying to keep a massive secret from you. and fuck if you thought hed wanted a divorce but didnt know how to tell you! (which was far from the truth apparently)

you finally understand he doesnt want a divorce, but hes... weird.

it was, really, nothing short of endearing, frustrating, and pathetic. hes never acted this way, even on your wedding day nor the day he proposed nor the day he even got to finally have you as his proud girlfriend. even way before when he spent years pining and courting (like a bird) for you to be his girlfriend!! hes always had this air of "cool and confident", almost egotistical if he wasnt so humble, so this... yea this was different.

it finally pushed you to the edge, so what better to do than implement the "forced proximity!" trope while he was in the shower! ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა (it was created for a reason)

if it wasnt obvious before about his big fat crush on you, it was obvious now as the immediate sight of your naked body in the shower, with him, together- oh hes already hard and dripping so much pre- no, he actually just came. his face incredibly red, eyes almost vibrating due to not knowing where to look, mind buzzing from feelings of embarrassment, ecstasy, shame, love, everything all together at once.

and what a sight it is, that your husband nanami kento is finally professing his love for you, his deep crush on his wife, naked (and still hard) in the shower. you can only giggle at his foolishness before pulling him into an attempted kiss, one filled with laughter and teeth equally spilled from the two of you underneath the falling water :)

its far from the oh-so-dreamy scene seen in The Notebook, but lets be honest, this version of you and your husband is way better than what Hollywood could ever win awards for.

[munybagd]

i thought on this and nanami is definitely a bong man and gojo ... he a shrooms kind of man but he'll still smoke with you

hi i came on here to say i believe nanami would prefer blunts over joints which makes me sad cause im a joint kind of girly 😔 but that’s okay cause i hate rolling anyways 🤭

[munybagd]

perv!toji and his sweet virgin gf yayaya

toji wouldn’t necessarily call himself a cherry chaser but when he laid his eyes on you, he knew he just had to have you. you’re just so much softer and gentle and sweeter than he could ever be, he craved to feel your soft lips on his scarred skin and smell the aroma of your perfumes and scented lotions. 

and you thought it was just so cool, that a big guy like toji would wanna be with somebody like you. you should’ve at least expected it sooner, that he would want something from you. you can’t help yourself! you’re just too nervous, too shy to give yourself to a man, even if he was the most handsome and sexiest guy you’d ever met. he’s awfully touchy and lovey and part of you just feels bad. you’re too unsure of dressing in front of him, too diffident to keep a kiss going, but you really wanted to make sure he felt good.

but toji loves you, so he sticks around. tells you about all the other ways you could make him feel so good.

he lays you down comfortably on his bed as he unbuckles his belt.

“mmm, i don’t know, toji. never done this before.”

giving you a reassuring grin and nod while retrieving your hand in his bigger palm, “don’t gotta do anything, baby. don’t know why you’re so worried, i’ll handle everything. jus’ sit there all pretty for me.” he snaps his boxers off just below the pudge of his cock, and god he’s big. he takes your hesitant hand and manipulates it around. you whine gently when your fingertips squish up against a vein, he swears under his breath as he wraps his hand around your pliable one. slowly at first, he starts to stroke himself with your palm. he’s raging hard and he can tell if he doesn’t concentrate on not coming immediately on your inexperienced hand, he’ll shoot. and he can’t let this opportunity go to waste so quickly. 

“you’re so hard…” you’re practically hypnotized, the way big drops of pre pumps out of his leaky cockhead and coats his foreskin and length in a shiny layer makes your mouth water. “god, i’m always this way around you, doll. make me feel like–like a teenager again.” his breath hitches when he feels you trying to go faster, allowing it.

“mhm, that’s good.” he grips your hand tighter and bucks impatiently into your palm, your hand now slippery and gooey with his sticky pre. “thinking about that tight cunt you’re too shy about. you wondering what i’d feel like inside you? inside that tight, virgin pussy?”

“toji, stop it.” you pout at his words, they are working considering how tight you have your thighs clamped. you always wonder about it. especially now, seeing his thick cock just weeping in front of you. how he’d prep you up and talk about how he’s been waiting for this day, pushing his chubby tip through the tight ring of your heat. you can’t take your eyes away from how fucking big he is. your fingers start to cramp when he races them against himself, coming incredibly hard into the air onto your wrist. big, heavy load just sitting on your knuckles and his rough jeans. next time he won’t let that go to waste!

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[munybagd]

NEW POST FROM @munybagd

nasty perv .. my husbands nanami & gaara had heavy inspo too 😛 n a little bit of gojo ( NSFW ) / not proofread

PERVY SUBS

that hug did it for him, he was harder than a rock as your plush breast pressed against him . he whispered against your neck as begging you to fuck him but according to him you’re a ‘ meanie ’ and told him no :/ . he loves taking pictures of you in the shower. once he has enough pictures to satisfy him he’ll go into a spare closet and jerk off to them — whimpering softly but loud enough for you to hear him when you get out. “ i w-wanna be caught … mmm pl-please mommy i pr- mm promise to be good . ” nasty freak but it’s kinda hot — his biggest weakness was your voice. he loves hearing you talk especially when you’re yelling at him and degrading him “ you’re fucking nasty, oh my goodness and here you are sitting here like this shit is cute … you’re nothing but a fucking dirty piece of shit and a fucking sicko ”, “ can you please call me that again … i-i’m sorry i just can’t help it you make me melt like ice cream and i want to cream all in and on you please keep talking to me like that ”

PERVY DOMS

oh that nasty dom — making you wear little tiny clothes around the house just so he can ‘ accidentally ’ touch you whenever he wants. “ oh baby you had something on your butt ” , “ im sorry darling, come here n let me clean it up ”. whenever he’s with his friends and you’re with them, he talks to highly of you and how much you have impacted his life. still, when you’re gone those words turn into filth and disgust. “ here’s my baby sucking my dick like a nasty slut — maybe i’ll facetime you guys to see it in real time ” , “ this is what she wear when they cleaning the house .. yep a cute little maid outfit that i bought for my baby and they wears it everyday with their ass hanging out . ” ever since then his friends say disgusting things about you as he sits nexts to them with a smirk on his face mouthing the words ‘ look at them and it’s over ’.

(BOUNS)

PERVY ( SICKO ) .. Y/N ?!

he wonders every day why yall got together .. his boxers come up missing once every month, and sending him videos of you playing with yourself to the sound of his voice. there’s times where he’s woken up to you drunkenly fucking him — telling him how much you love him and he’ll never get away from you. there are times when he is scared for his life, yet there are times when he turns on by it. he knows you’re sick, but man, it turns him on — sometimes he starts to think that he’s sick too .

[munybagd]

nanami kento and his certified yapper of a girlfriend, whom he loves very dearly <33

nanami has perfected the art of the “hm.” it’s his go-to response when you’re on one of your enthusiastic tangents. but don’t be fooled—there are different versions of his “hm.” there’s the supportive hm (when he agrees with you), the tired but still listening hm (when he’s too drained to fully engage but doesn’t want to ignore you), and the you’re absolutely ridiculous but I love you hm (his most common one).

he may seem like he zones out, but he retains the important things. you could talk for ten minutes straight about which nail color you should get, and he won’t remember a word. but if you offhandedly mention that you really love those matcha cookies from that one bakery, guess what’s waiting for you the next day?

he’s the only person who can actually get you to shut up—for a moment. whether it’s pulling you into a sudden kiss, placing a warm hand over your mouth, or just giving you that look, he has his ways. you’ll still continue after the interruption, though. always.

sometimes he just lets you talk because he enjoys how animated you get. you’re waving your hands, switching between different tones, going off on dramatic tangents—he’d be lying if he said it wasn’t cute. sometimes he just sits back and watches you, letting the sound of your voice fill the space around him. and you’re so absorbed in your own storytelling that you completely miss his lovesick gaze and his warm smile.

he has definitely fallen asleep to the sound of your voice. you don’t even take offense anymore. it happens often enough that you’ve just accepted your voice as a lullaby for him. sometimes, he’ll wake up to you continuing your story, completely unbothered by the fact that he passed out halfway through.

when he’s in a bad mood, you’re the only person who can make him laugh. sometimes, all it takes is a well-timed, ridiculous comment. other times, it’s just your sheer determination to get a reaction out of him. if he tries to stay grumpy, you’ll narrate his emotions out loud, complete with a fake dramatic voice: “behold! the great and brooding nanami kento, burdened by the weight of existence. will he ever smile again? will he ever—oh wait! there it is! a smirk! ladies and gentlemen, we got him.”

he gets oddly worried when you’re quiet. if you go more than twenty minutes without saying something, he immediately assumes something’s wrong. “are you okay?” “yes, why?” “you’re quiet.” “…so?” “so, it’s suspicious.” if you get quiet for too long, he’ll gently nudge you. not because he doesn’t enjoy silence, but because he knows something might be wrong. “what’s on your mind?” he’ll ask, and when you start rambling again, he knows things are back to normal.

he absolutely refuses to take you grocery shopping anymore. the last time he did, you spent fifteen minutes analyzing which brand of rice was superior, picked up random items purely because they “had cute packaging,” and got distracted by the tiny honey jars again. now, he just goes alone and comes back with everything he knows you like. (or he relents to your endless begging and tells you to not give promises you won’t be able to keep— like you sticking to his side and not prolonging the trip.)

he loves your voice, even if he pretends it exhausts him. he may act like you talk too much (which, to be fair, you do), but if you ever go away for a few days, or if he has a long, quiet work trip, he finds himself missing the constant sound of your chatter. the first thing he does when he comes back? sit down and listen to you ramble about everything he missed.

he’ll never admit it, but he secretly finds your endless talking comforting. it makes the world feel less heavy. it reminds him that, no matter how chaotic things get, you’ll always be right there, filling the silence with something only you would say.

he’s developed a high tolerance for your rapid-fire conversation shifts. most people would struggle to keep up, but nanami has learned to expect the unexpected. you could be talking about your dinner plans one second and then suddenly ask, “do you think sharks are self-aware?” without missing a beat. he doesn’t even flinch anymore—just calmly responds, “if they were, they’d probably be very concerned about their reputation.”

he has a hidden soft spot for your random facts. sure, he’ll sigh when you start a sentence with, “did you know—” but deep down, he’s actually listening. later, he’ll casually use one of your weird facts in conversation, and when you catch him, he’ll just adjust his tie like it never happened.

he’s learned to predict the exact moment you’ll start talking during movies. without fail, right when an important scene starts, you will have a thought. every time. and somehow, nanami just knows when it’s coming. he’ll pause the movie right before you open your mouth, giving you an expectant look. “go ahead.” and you’ll happily share your insight before he presses play again.

nanami secretly finds your over-explaining adorable. sometimes, you’ll start explaining something completely unnecessary—like why a certain restaurant’s menu design is superior to another’s—and he’ll just watch you, arms crossed, pretending to be unimpressed. but inside? he thinks it’s the cutest thing in the world.

he loves when you talk about your day, even if it’s just the small stuff. you could spend twenty minutes telling him about how the barista at the café made your drink slightly different than usual, and he’ll still sit there, listening, occasionally nodding and asking questions. because no matter what you’re talking about, it’s you, and that’s enough.

he will not—under any circumstances—let gojo encourage you. if gojo hypes you up for talking even more, nanami is done. he’ll literally drag you away before you and gojo can start bouncing off each other with endless nonsense.

he may sigh, roll his eyes, and pretend to be exhausted by your constant talking, but if anyone else ever told you to “be quiet,” they’d get a very cold stare from nanami. no one—no one—gets to dull your spark except for him, and even he doesn’t really mean it.