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Night encounters One shot- Completed- Eren x Armin x Jean x Connie x reader.

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Office Affairs Four part- Completed- Nanami Kento x readerRekindle |Coming Soon

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Office Affairs//JujutsuKaisen x Fem!reader Chapter 4*

Fem!y/n x Nanami Kento| y/n x Bestfriend!Gojo Satoru

A chuckle leaves Kento's lips when he starts to bounce and flex his leg hitting my clit continuously. "Use me baby, you deserve it."

Warnings || SMUT. Minors DNI. making out, desk chair action, tie pulling, thigh riding, car masturbation, protected sex, eating pussy, eating ass, p in v, blow job, more.

Words: 4,868

This is a 4 part series and will not be continued once finished. We also have a wattpad

After that day Kento changed. We were able to get to know more about each other over the past few months. At work he talked to me more casually, and asked questions about my personal life.

 If I didn’t know any better it felt like we were in the first stage of dating. We talked about our upbringings and childhood memories. He opened up about his childhood friend Haibara who died a few years back.

 He was clumsy and always smiling, it broke my heart seeing the pain on Kento’s face when he talked about the accident.

During our lunch breaks he took me to new places for pick up as we ate in the park when it was nice out. Even then he’d offer me his jacket. Whenever he’s not looking I manage to sneak in a sniff of his cologne that coated the fabric. We were always secluded, always alone together. 

Gojo was getting jealous. He’d bitch and moan about how I barely goof around with him because Nanami wanted me next to him at all times.

The man child lost it the one day I wore the blond’s jacket to work, “Marking his territory” Gojo cried. He even covered his eyes like it was a horrible sight to be seen. I laughed at his stupidity. However, I did notice Nanami’s demeanor change when Gojo was around.

He became more strict and tense, never towards me. If he is a little jealous I think it’s cute. One time in Kento’s office we were talking about one of the book’s he finished reading when Gojo walked in. It was as if a switch was flipped.

“Can I help you Gojo?”

“Can y/n help me with the Shibuya account?” Kento stared intensely at Gojo for a moment as his eyes became dark.

“You mean to tell me… you. 

Gojo.

The best in the business needs help on doing an amature account?”

 The room was silent as time stood still. I couldn’t help but laugh awkwardly to myself watching the whole ordeal.

Gojo being his teasing self cooed “pleeeeeeeese, I miss my little breadcrumb back there with me.” I face palmed from embarrassment, why call me that in front of the boss.

Kento stood up before spitting out in a cold annoyed voice “We’re busy. So leave, we have work to do.” Gojo left smiling with satisfaction knowing his job was done annoying the blond.

 Kento loosened his tie before leaning closer to me as he found a seat on his desk. He sighed as he finished his previous thought about the book he read, as if nothing happened. I like that he wants me for himself. If I’m being honest I want him to myself too.

Today was no different. As per usual I was at my desk with Gojo when an important phone call came in for Nanami. He looked stressed and beaten down. Does he ever get a break? He brushed his hand through his hair and leaned in his chair. Poor guy.

As an attempt to see a little smile on his face I went and got him his favorite, black coffee and two sugars. This time without spilling all over me. He was drowning in paperwork and opened files when he looked up at me. Blessing me with a tired smile.

“You’re too good to me y/n.” he grabbed his coffee and took a sip.

“What happened with your phone call?”

“They just changed the whole budget for the Zenin account and now I have to crunch some numbers tonight and try fixing this mess.” Nanami rubbed his forehead harshly. 

I looked over at the piles before him crowding his desk, “I could stay and help you go over them.”

“No, y/n it’s fine you do more than enough around here.”

“Kento… It’s fine I'm more than happy to help,” He turns to look at me as I smile. “Besides you’ll be here till morning if I don’t help.”

7:00 pm

It was set, tonight I would go over the Zenin account with Kento and fix this nightmare of a situation. By the time everyone left Gojo stayed to say bye to me, he simply kissed the top of my head and patted my back. “Call me later.”

I walked back to Kento’s office when I saw a pizza box and a few 2 liters of pop on the desk. “I’d figured since you’re willing to help me the least I can do is get us dinner.” I smiled and took a seat across from him. 

 We ate as we crunched numbers and found substitutions for materials. At one point we were even playing footsie under the desk. We’d take turns piling our feet over the other, once in a while I'd trap him between mine. None of us mentioned how childish it was. 

 We’d take little breaks and walk around the office together just enjoying each other’s company laughing when one of us stumbled.

By the time we finished it was 12:00, we were side by side relaxed in our chairs.

“Can you believe we just did 10 hours worth of work in half the time. I couldn’t have done it without you y/n.”

I smiled and moved my head to face him as I sinked in my chair. “I can’t have all the credit, you did so much more.” I said softly. I can’t function when he talks so sweetly to me.

He grew silent for a moment as he stared at me. He bit the inside of his bottom lip when his eye’s reached my lips then back to my hopeless eyes.

“You know I was almost like those assholes up top. Always demanding more, doing anything to save a buck. I never stopped to notice how unhappy I was. It wasn’t till that day we were out and saw that little family together. You looked so happy watching them. I stopped to watch with you and it clicked.” 

My heart is pounding. I remember that day perfectly. That was the first time I caught Kento smiling while in thought. He was breathtaking. Kento could never be like those guys up top. He’s too sweet and thoughtful. He cares about all his employees and does right by them. He’s perfect. What does he mean it clicked? I sit up and watch as he takes a deep breath. 

“What were you thinking that made you smile that day?” it was barely above a whisper.

I can’t tell him the truth. The truth is I was picturing Nanami with children that resembled the both of us climbing on top of him. I’m frozen in my seat watching him. I didn’t realize how close he was. His face was only a few inches away from mine. When did he sit up? I stare at his light pink lips, they mocked me as I held myself back from rushing into them.

As I look down avoiding eye contact my hair covers my face. What should I do? He's staring at me. I feel slender fingers brush across my cheek as he glides the strands of hair behind my ear. I watch him with careful eyes as his moves around my features. 

“y/n?”

“Yeah?”

His thumb found his way to my bottom lip as he inched closer to me. My mind was blank, all I know is I want him. Right here, right now. I close my eyes embracing the moment. 

“Tell me to stop,” he whispers against my lips before his lips tugged at mine.

Our lips glide against each other softly and slowly before it became harsh and greedy. We shifted our heads as we matched each other's rhythms. I pause to smile into the kiss “I want you.” His forehead is now against mine before he whimpers “Fuck.” We reconnect causing my pussy to pulse. 

 His tongue was hot and smooth, our noses brushed hard against each other. Occasional sounds of each other sucking on the other’s tongue filled the room. I moan into the kiss while tangling a hand in his hair. His once neat and tamed hair is now knotted around my fingers. 

 His hands cupped my face as he left hard pecks on my lips. Within the heat of the moment I stand up and grip the armrests of his chair to place myself on his lap. His hands trace the outline of my curves before they land on my hips. He spreads his leg more, aligning my opening on his thigh.

 Not wanting to waste time I tug on his tie and kiss him harshly. Our lips stay connected as he pulls my hips back and forth creating friction between us. I reach and tug on his shirt as my clit rubs against his thigh.  I break this kiss and my back arches as I take control and grind my hips in circular motions. 

A chuckle leaves Kento's lips when he starts to bounce and flex his leg hitting my clit continuously. “Use me baby, you deserve it.” I begin to moan and whine with every thrust, grabbing the armrest against to support my movements.

It’s been so long since I pleasured myself, it’s not long before I reach my peak and collapse into him. My breast presses up against him and I feel him adjust himself to stand up.

He stands up holding me in his arms and I start to peck his sweet lips. In one swift motion he manages to plop me on his desk by cupping me underneath my ass. Once I’m situated he slips his tongue in between my lips and moves the wet muscle under mine.

His hands are on my hips and he squeezes hard. I can tell he's holding himself back. Giving him a hint I reach for his belt loops and pull him closer. He lets out a low growl from his throat as I palm his growing cock. His hands flexed on me as he looked up.

I look him in the eyes and he creates space between us by stepping back. What’s wrong? Did he change his mind?

“y/n wait. Not here, I want you on my terms.”

“What?” I stared, mouth slightly agape.  

“I want you in my bed…” he walks closer and leans his head down to my neck. He starts to leave pecks up and down on my skin. “ I want you to grip my sheets as your body becomes hot. I want your moans muffled in my pillow as I hold you. Is that ok?”

My legs buckle from the thought of Kento having his way with me. I want his scent all over me. I wrap my arms around his waist and breathe him in. His cologne is sweet with the hint of bourbon. “Then let's go. I can’t hold myself back anymore.” 

We grabbed our things and scurried to the car. Even at a time like this Kento opens the door for me, this time buckling me in as he manages to steal a sloppy kiss. I lean back in my seat and my mind is all over the place. What now? Do we talk?

“I live 10 minutes away but with the empty streets it’ll probably be 7.”

7 minutes? A delightful idea came into my head. We pulled out of the parking lot when I felt a warm touch on my thigh. Here’s my chance. 

I slowly spread my legs as Kento focuses on the road. I placed a hand on top of Kento's and squeezed before lifting him to my face. He turned his head to face me but quickly went back to the road. 

I pecked his long fingers as I hummed to myself. I don’t know what’s coming over me. I’m so comfortable and confident, with Kento I feel beautiful.

I started to suck on his finger pads as I slither my other hand in between my legs. I rub little circles on my damp clothed clit. I moan softly and watch as Kento’s chest heaves. He’s grinding his teeth as I move his now coated fingers down my panties.

“Fuck you’re going to be the death of me.” He quickly glances at me before stepping on the gas while feeling around my opening. My saliva makes his fingers easily enter while he attempts to focus on the empty street. His fingers curl and rub close to my G-spot. He’s teasing me, I grow impatient and start to whine. I look up and a sly smile has crept on his face.

“Almost there.” I grab on his forearm tightly as he finally starts to massage my spot. My already wet cunt throbs as wet sounds and moans fill the car. We take a sharp turn and I’m close, I want it, I need to cum.

Before I get to reach my climax Kento removes his hand and parks in his driveway. I’m left frustrated and my legs are already shaking. “Get out the fucking car.” I jump at his authoritative voice and get out of the car.

 He grabs me and pulls me to the front door. I don’t even have time to look around when he opens the front door and I rush inside.  We both take off our shoes and throw them against the door. 

Both filled with adrenaline as we crash into the nearest wall and grope and paw at each other. His hands are on my ass as I frantically take off his jacket and unbutton his shirt, removing his tie while sucking on his tongue.

 I reveal his plump bare chest and fall into him, leaving lipstick stained kisses all over. He watches as I indulge in his frame and touch him. My hands glide all over him, his chest is toned and soft.  Before I manage to unbuckle his pants he's leading me up the stairs and into the bedroom. 

I turn around and watch him remove his shirt fully. I giggle when he trips a little to get to me “shit,” he chuckled. I reach for his dick but he stops me, grasping my hands in his.

“No it’s ok, I want you first,” he brings my hands down as he rubs circles with his thumb like before. 

“Then will you stop cock blocking me.'' He laughed as he grabbed my waist. “Yes sweetheart.” I can’t help but blush at his words. Starting from the bottom he unbuttoned my shirt and revealed my bra.

 All I could do was watch him as he unhooked the fabric and gaze as my chest slumped down a little. He took his time undressing me. Savoring every moment.

“Lay down.” He pushes me gently.

I find my spot on the soft bed, the cold sheets leave goosebumps on my bare back. Kento approaches me and unzips my bottoms, he drags me closer to him as he removes them leaving me in my underwear. He looks down and teases me by feeling around my plump thighs. He hooks his fingers under the light material and slowly drags my panties off, throwing them to the side.

“You’re so beautiful,” he admires my body as I lay there with my legs open slightly. I relish in the fact that he finds me sexy and beautiful. I'm so vulnerable and safe at this moment.

 “Please touch me.” Kento straddles me as he places my legs on each side of his thighs. His lips meet mine and I cup his face. I feel so exposed with my pussy out in the open, Kento’s build restricting me from closing my legs.

He kisses his way down my chest and stomach before reaching my heat. He stops to watch me through his eyelashes and sees the look of anticipation on my face, “I’ve wanted to do this since the first week I met you.” his lips barely grazing my skin. He nips at my inner thighs before kissing my wet folds.

His hot tongue draws circles on my clit while calloused hands slither up my body to my hard nipples. He squeezed as his tongue lapped at my heat. I looked down to see his nose pressed against my clit and his tongue scooping the arousal that was pouring out of me. I reach for him and play with his hair as he continues to make my legs quiver from the stimulation.

By now my slick is overfilling to my asshole, I squirm as he takes his time to suck on the swollen bud. Occasionally he lifts his head up to spit my juices back on my wet folds only to come back for more. He’s focused, watching how my face changes when he licks all the right places.

He picks up the pace and I can’t help but grind against his face. “Cum for me sweetheart,” he mumbles underneath my thrusts. My groin starts to grow hot as my legs shake and I release all over his face, letting out a breathy groan as I reach my climax. 

He climbs up to me and I smash our lips together wanting to taste myself on his lips. He melts into the kiss and I finally have my chance to take control. 

I push him down on the bed and start to unbuckle his belt removing his pants. ”Someone’s eager,” he said as he watched me with amusement. “You have no idea how many times I’ve wanted to suck you off under the desk.”

I look down at his bulge threatening to pop out of his briefs and my mouth starts to water. I gently pull down the front fabric of the briefs and his dick springs up, he’s so hard. His tip was light pink with a small birthmark on his shaft. 

I align myself in front of him and start to lick from the base to the tip. He groans from the initial contact and tilts his head back. His tip is already gushing pre-cum, he tastes light and salty. 

 My tongue swirls around his tip before I latch on, humming as I taste him. Inch by inch I slowly shove his length in my mouth, I gag a little when it reaches the back of my throat.

I start to bob my head up and down as my lips glide on his cock. I peer through my lashes to see his eyes fluttering close.

 Whimpers escape his mouth as he thrusts himself in and out of my throat. His hand grips my hair as he keeps my head in place, never letting a strand of hair cover my face. He wanted to see me take all of him. Tears started to build up when he pushed my head all the way down. When I come up for air he wipes my tears and cleans my chin.

“There’s condoms in the night stand,” he said as he got up to remove his briefs. I open the drawer and grab one, “I’ll help put it on.” He shuffles to me on the bed,”it’s fine you don’t need to-”

“But I want to.” Before opening the packet I spit in my hand and coat his dick with my spit. He watches me with intense eyes. I open the condom and gently roll the latex down to his base as I leave messy kisses on his chest. 

“You’re seriously going to be the death of me.” He kisses me and lays me on my back. He stands off the mattress and jerks me to the edge of the bed and my legs dangle off. I grip the mattress for support as he stands in between my legs. 

Kento places his long cock in between my pussy lips and teases my clit with his tip. I want to cry from how bad I want him inside. ”Please put it in, I need it,” I cry out before he pushes himself inside halfway. 

I gasp in bliss feeling filled to the brim with his length. He pulls back out leaving only the tip before thrusting all of him inside,”you’re doing so good baby, does it hurt?”

“No, please start moving. I want more.” He takes my request and starts thrusting faster, “oh fuck”, he moans as my hot core starts to grip his cock. My body bounces on the edge of the bed, my breasts shaking violently. 

Kento leans into me using his weight to push my legs back. I’m getting tighter and louder as his dick coats in my slick. With each thrust I get closer and closer to the edge. 

“Oh Kent- Kento,” I shudder out while he rests his torso on mine. “Say my fucking name… please.”

I continue to cry his name over and over again, and by now we are both covered in sweat. My hair is sticking to my face, without slowing down kento moves the strands of hair and tries to kiss me. He misses and catches my chin. He sucks and pulls on my bottom lip. 

 Our chest grind on each other while the sounds of skin slapping and my arousal echo in the room. I can feel his balls slap against my ass when he picks up the pace. Our eyes lock as he’s pounding harder and faster into me. With his force he manages to center me back on the bed as he uses his arms to support himself.

“Can I try something?” he manages to say as he’s thrusting vigorously. I nod my head as I start to whine from the pleasure. “Wrap your arms around my neck,” he slows down as he grabs my legs and starts to hook his arms under my thighs. 

I latch onto him and he picks me up with strong arms. I start to feel conscious but the sharp sensation of Kento’s cock shaping my walls leaves me dizzy. He waits for me to get used to his size in this position before thrusting again. 

I bring my face to the crook of his neck and leave pecks randomly as he moves his hands to my ass. With all his strength he moves my hips up and down on his dick as he thrusts hard and steady. 

My wet cunt leaves Kento's groin sticky and glistening, leaving strings of my arousal between us. I move closer to his ear, making sure he hears exactly just how good he’s making me feel.

I can feel his heart pounding against my chest. I can’t help but feel so secure and connected to him. I move to face him with hooded eyes, not once has he lost his pace.

 “You’re so fucking good to me-” he mumbles as I roam my hands through his hair. “You’re so fucking good to me… I want you to feel so fucking good baby.”

I connect us again and suck on his tongue as a response to his words. My head starts to bob as he picks up the pace. Without removing himself he places me back down on my back. His forearms are now on either side of my face as he grabs a handful of my hair in both hands. 

“Touch yourself baby,” with one hand I use 3 fingers and rub rushed and hard circles on my clit while Kento continues to pull my hair making me arch my back. 

 My free hand caresses his face as I steal a kiss. He’s so beautiful. His face contorts as my eyes roll back and my lips let out a silent gasp from Kento hitting my spot repeatedly. 

My body is writhing under him when the same feeling from earlier comes back. The pit of my stomach starts to feel hot as I feel light headed. ”Fuck,” I scream as I cum hard gripping onto his toned waist. Kento continues to pound into me, leaving sloppy wet kisses on me. His breath is shallow and unsteady against my skin.

He slows his hips before removing himself from me and grunts “lay on your stomach.” With wobbly legs I lay flat with legs slightly spread. Before continuing Kento reaches for a pillow and stuffs it under my hips, his palms grabbing my ass roughly.

Between shallow breathes he manages to grunt out “Fuck you’re addicting” before I feel his tounge swirl inside me again. He sucks the slick that has dripped down to my ass before licking up. With rough hands he spreads my ass cheeks apart leaving wet kisses up and down my openings.

I squirm under his tongue and gasp in his mattress. Before sitting back up he blows gently against my aching hole sending shivers down my spine. I arch my back more so in response and he cooes “good girl.”  He straddles from behind and shoves himself back inside. I hissed out. Overwhelmed with his size.

He felt bigger as he pierced through my opening, reaching deeper parts of me. I was face down gasping into his pillow as his hands kneaded my hips.

I grip the sheets as I lift my head up to breathe. His meaty thighs stick to my ass as he grinds into me. Kento lays on me as he continues to drill me into the bed. Moving my hair to the side he leaves kisses on the nape of my neck and whispers “are you ok?” 

I nod my head yes when a low moan escapes my throat. I don’t know how much longer I can take of him stretching me out. I’m going to cum again, soon. Kento covers my clenched fists with his as his movements start to get unsteady.

 Inside I could feel his dick swelling within the condom, he’s close. I start to grind back into his hips, my ass smacks against his pelvis. The contact stings so good.

He drills a jerky rhythm into me a few more times before going we’re both over the edge. He continues to throb inside of me, releasing into the condom as my walls spasm around him. His knees buckled as he groaned loudly into my ear. 

He collapses beside me as he comes down from his high. We lay together breathless before I turn to look at him. My eyes wander his face, from the blond hair stuck on his face to his pink swollen lips. 

He gets up and disposes of the used latex, he returns with wipes and a towel. I lay there with heavy eyes when I feel him wiping away my cum that is now dripping down my thighs. “You did so good, baby,” he mumbles as he leaves soft pecks on my stomach.  I feel so tired and relaxed I let him clean me with no protest. 

He leaves one more time, this time returning with one of his plain black t-shirts. He puts it on me and starts to wrap us in his comforter. “Come here,” he whispers. I sluggishly slid into his arms and lay against his chest. 

His arms wrap around me and I hum in content. “That was something,” I mumble against his warm skin. He chuckles and begins to scratch my scalp. My hands roam his back, I feel every dent and crevice with my fingertips.

The air is warm and calm between us,”y/n?”

“Yeah?”

“Can you stay the whole day with me tomorrow?”

“Of course.” Before I can continue I succumb to my own tiredness and fall asleep in Kento’s arms.

10:00 am

My eyes squint when I feel the warm sunlight hit my face. I try to go back to sleep when I hear a subtle snore against my ear. My eye’s flutter open and I see sharp collar bones and broad shoulders. 

Memories of last night flood my brain and I freeze not knowing what to do. I shift slightly and big arms pull me closer. I look around the room and see my panties dangling off the nightstand and an opened condom packet. 

Holy shit that really happened. I remember the way Kento treated and held me. He was so gentle and attentive. I’m so lucky to be the one that gets to lay in his arms, the one that gets to hear his morning voice. 

I move my head enough to see the blond’s peaceful face as he snores quietly against his pillow. I’m overjoyed when I scoot closer to him and wrap my arms around his waist. My slight movement manages to wake him and he gulps. 

He leans his face against my head and leaves 5 kisses before shuffling down and resting his head in my neck. “Good morning beautiful,” his voice echoes in my ears and I reach for his head and start to play with his hair.

“Morning boss,” we laugh in each other's arms.  I turn my head to leave kisses on his forehead and he hums in response. “You’re so good to me.”

We lay there in blissful silence, occasionally leaving kisses on the other’s face. I have never felt so content and happy before. I don’t know what will come of us, but I do know there's nowhere I would rather be than in the arms of Nanami Kento.

[sageandfrog]

Office Affairs//JujutsuKaisen x Fem!reader Chapter 3

Fem!y/n x Nanami Kento| y/n x Bestfriend!Gojo Satoru

A chuckle leaves Kento's lips when he starts to bounce and flex his leg hitting my clit continuously. "Use me baby, you deserve it."

Words: 2,427

This is a 4 part series and will not be continued once finished. We also have a wattpad

10:00 AM

The sun was bright out by the time I woke up to hear my phone ringing across my room. How did I get home last night? I practically fall out of bed trying to retrieve my phone, half my body hanging on the side of my bed while I pull my blanket. My head is pounding and I feel sick to my stomach.

My phone rings for the second time when I finally answer, it's Gojo.

"Morning Beautiful! How you feeling?" His voice is hoarse.

"I feel like shit," I rubbed my forehead. " I don't think I can go drinking with you anymore."

"You're breaking my heart stink, who's gonna dance on tables with you gone?"

"What are you talking abou- Shit! Did I do that last night?"

"Sure did. You were hot, my little performer."

"Oh god that's embarrassing." I look at my phone and see a notification from Gojo. I click on the video and cringe out of embarrassment. I'm never going clubbing again.

"Hey I've been meaning to ask how was the ride home with Nanami?"

My heart stopped by the mention of his name. Did I see him last night? I look around my room and realize something is off.

Who left a trash can by my bed? Who put a water bottle on my nightstand? Who took off my makeup and shoes? I know it couldn't have been Gojo. He would've been snoring in my bed alongside me. I break out of thought when the smell of coffee and toast linger into my bedroom.

Someone is in my house!

"Dude I'll call you later. Someone's in my house."

"y/n wait-" I hang up before he could finish and rushed towards my kitchen. I miss a step trying to turn the corner and trip, belly flopping on my cold hardwood floor.

Fuck I'm going to be sick. I hear hurried footsteps when I look up and see what can only be described as heaven racing towards me. Wide bare shoulders and smooth porcelain skin await above me. I see blond messy hair covering warm brown eyes that lay on me.

Nanami?

"y/n are you ok?" he looks concerned, my eyes can't help but dance around his plump chest as I lay speechless. He helps me up and sits me done at the table when I finally realize what's going on. Nanami Kento is in my house!

"I'm ok, thanks. Uh...how are you?" Fucking idiot.

I'm too awkward for this right now. He looks down at me and laughs a little, blessing me with a soft sound I've never heard before. I melt in my seat a little as I smile like an incel.

"Stay here and take this." He hands me a glass of water and an aspirin. He watches and waits for me to drink the whole thing before taking the glass away and handing me a cup of coffee.

The sound of sizzling bacon makes me focus on my now clean kitchen, did he fucking tidy up?

"I hope you don't mind. My roommate, Haibara, in college used to make me the same meal whenever I had a hangover."

I look and see fried eggs, bacon, hashbrowns and toast placed beautifully on a spread. I'm not super hungry but he put so much effort into the meal. I am going to eat everything this man gives me.

I watch him as his back is towards me. His back is chiseled and sharp, I could spend hours feeling every crevice of his backside. His hair looks soft and untamed, a look I could get used to.

He walks to the table with two plates in hand and I can't help but picture what married life would be like with him. Could anyone feel as happy as I do right now? I look down at my plate and smile from ear to ear.

"Thank you, it looks amazing." he sits beside me and I can feel my heartbeat in my fingertips as I fidget with my fork.

"I hope you like it, it's been forever since I cooked for someone else." he smiles and I feel warm and giddy as we share an intimate moment at my kitchen table. While I dig into the delicious meal I can't help but wonder,

"Did you take me home last night and get me ready for bed?" he choked a little on his bacon as I waited for him to answer.

"Yeah, Gojo asked me to take you home since he was too drunk and I couldn't leave you a mess. You uh... you threw up a little on me. I washed your face and took you to bed. My shirt is in your dryer right now." I sat there with the urge to run from embarrassment, I threw up on him! What does he think of me? Oh my god he saw me drunk!

As if he read my mind he grabbed my hand softly, rubbing circles.

"Hey it's ok. Everyone gets a little carried away once in a while. What you do in your own time has nothing to do with me as your boss." I want to cry,

"I'm so sorry you had to see me in that state. It was irresponsible on my part." he squeezes my hand,

"Don't apologize, If anyone should say sorry it should be me y/n."

"Why would you be apologizing?" he cleared his throat and let go of my hand. He looked away, ashamed and upset.

"I wasn't the kindest to you yesterday... and I'm sorry I forgot your birthday. Yesterday was so chaotic and stressful for me it completely slipped my mind." He gulped before looking up at me. "If you'll let me, please allow me to make it up to you today."

I'm left speechless, he looks so sad and guilty. I want to hold him and take him all in.

"Of course Nanami. And just so you know there's no hard feelings." he sighs in relief before staring hard at me,

"Please, call me Kento when we're not at work."

My cheeks blush from the informality of it all. "Ok Kento."

His jaw clenches and I look away from embarrassment. When I look down I notice what I am wearing. I still have on my cocktail dress that is now barely on and my breasts are almost completely out. Shit!

"I'm sorry, I'll be right back!" I run to my room and shut the door behind me as I slink to the floor. What is going on today! I take a minute to calm down and change into an oversized shirt and sweats. Calm down y/n.

I walk back to the table to finish my breakfast while Nana- Kento is washing dishes. I gladly watch his back as I finish my meal. I don't know If I'll ever get the chance to see him like this again.

He turns to retrieve my plate when he looks at me with a surprised expression. His eyes scan me up and down. What is he thinking about? We talk about random nonsense as I finish my coffee when a frantic knock at my door interrupts our little moment.

"I'll get it." I open the door to find a panicked looking Gojo at my door. He looks like he just got out of bed and he reeks of sweat.

"Don't fucking do that to me ever again!" He hugs me and shakes underneath my touch.

"Hey, I'm ok I'm ok. Nanam- Kento was here." He stood up and froze.

"Kento?"

I turn behind me to see Kento buttoning his wrinkled shirt as he observes Gojo's state of being.

"Morning Gojo." He takes a glimpse at the man in front of me and then focuses on me.

"I'll pick you up around 3:00, dress comfortably. Bye y/n."

"Bye Kento." He walks to his car and drives off leaving Gojo speechless.

"What the fuck did I miss?"

I laugh in response and tell him my morning events as I share another cup of coffee with the platinum blond. I can't help but smile in glee wondering what today will bring me.

3:00 pm

I look in the mirror finally satisfied with my casual outfit for today, I wore natural makeup and left my hair loose and flowy. To be honest I changed my outfit at least 8 times before I made up my mind.

 I grabbed my purse when I heard Kento knock on my door. He stood there wearing a plain gray T- shirt that defined his build with a black belt and a pair of black jeans. I have never seen him so casual before, without planning it we almost matched.

"Ready?"

"Yep! Let's go."

He opens the door for me and closes it gently before running to the driver's seat. He's so eager it's cute. By his demeanor and body language I question, Is this a date?

We drive closer to downtown when we stop at a boutique of some sort. What the hell is he thinking? This place is expensive.

" I know yesterday you tried brushing off the coffee incident for my sake. I find it's only fair I buy you a new outfit to replace the one I ruined."

"Oh you don't have to, really."

"Nonsense. Come on, let's go and get you something you deserve."

What I deserve? Does he really think so highly of me?

We walk into the almost empty store, and we are greeted by stunning women in all black. Kento and I walk around looking at all the dresses and blouses. I'm so overwhelmed by his kindness and the numbers on price tags I can hardly focus on anything but his voice.

For the most part he watches me looking at the various fabrics on the racks, never pressuring me to hurry up or suggest any dresses for me to try on. Almost an hour passes by when I see a beautiful lace dress with a corset sewn in.

Kento notices me admiring the lace when he leans in and whispers,"That one is beautiful. Want to try it on?" I looked at the price and sighed in relief when I realized it's not as expansive as others I've seen.

One of the seamstresses led Kento and I to the back where I went into a fitting room and tried on the dress. Kento stayed out in the seating area waiting patiently. Halfway shimmying into the dress I realize I'm going to need help zipping and tying the back close.

I pop out my head looking for one of the seamstresses but they are nowhere to be seen. Kento watches me with amusement as I stand awkwardly covering myself.

"Everything ok?"

"Yeah I just need help from the back." he stands up and I can feel my palms starting to sweat.

"May I?"

"Sure", I turn around as he makes his way into the fitting room. I can feel my breath start to become shallow when his cold fingers graze my warm skin. I can hear him take deep breaths with me. He's just as awkward as I am.

He zips up the dress incredibly slowly, almost like he was savoring the moment. He starts to pull on the string firmly as he comes closer to me. I look in the mirror in front of me watching his every movement. Light gasps leave my mouth from the sudden tug on my sides.

When he is done he looks forward and meets my gaze in the mirror. I stare at him with longing eyes and he smiles as he brushes my hair back leaving my front side on full display.

He eyes me from the mirror, the dress hugs my figure and accentuates my hips and chest. By the expression on Kento's face I could confidently say I was the most beautiful in this moment.

"What do you think?" I turn to finally face him when he looks at me with a lustful expression.

"Looks good... you're breathtaking y/n." That's new. He's never so forward. What's going on?

6:00 pm

I decided to get the dress and offer to pay for half of it but Kento refuses. We both started to get hungry and stop at a Greek restaurant for dinner. Once again I offer to pay but Kento practically slaps my card away from him. I've never seen him so goofy and energetic. He seems so happy.

We walk down town for a little under twinkling lights that light up the street. Apparently our last stop is somewhere nearby. He really put in a lot of effort into today. He took care of me this morning, treated me to dinner and got me a beautiful "birthday" present. Would he do this for all his employees?

I look around when we stop in front of a cute little cafe/ bakery. Kento opens the door for me and leads me to a seat. The place only has a few tables taken.

"Wait here I have to pick up our order." Did he get bread again?

I look around and see nothing but couples around me. This must be a dating spot. Is this a date cause it feels like it. Kento returns with a medium box and two coffees. I grab mine and we walk side by side to his car. Our footsteps echo on the deserted sidewalk, though Kento's steps are much larger than minne he manages to stay right next to me. Where to now?

10:00 pm

The car ride to the lake near downtown was peaceful and comforting. We talked about funny moments from work and our hobbies outside of work. Our smiles glowed in the moonlight.

In his back seat he told me to grab a blanket and follow him to the pier. We sat by the boats and lanterns that illuminated our path. We both sat on the wooden plank having nothing but Kento's blanket around us. I can't help but feel like I'm in high school again, I feel so free.

He opened the box to reveal a small cake with a single candle waiting to be lit.

"I know I messed up yesterday but I truly wanted to make your birthday special y/n. Please forgive me." With a split dose of confidence I nudged him with my shoulder and leaned into him.

" You were forgiven before we even started."

He smiled as he lit the single candle. "Happy Birthday y/n. Make a wish." I close my eyes and smile when I realize; There is absolutely nothing in this world that can make me happier than sitting here on an empty dock freezing my ass off with the one person who manages to make all my days a wish come true. He is no other than my boss.

I blow my candle and breathe in the cold night air. When I open my eyes I see two soft brown eyes taking all of me in. God I'm in trouble. 

[sageandfrog]

Office Affairs//JujutsuKaisen x Fem!reader Chapter 2

Fem!y/n x Nanami Kento| y/n x Bestfriend! Gojo Satoru

A chuckle leaves Kento's lips when he starts to bounce and flex his leg hitting my clit continuously. "Use me baby, you deserve it."

Words: 2,721

This is a 4 part series and will not be continued once finished. We also have a wattpad

Nanami's Pov

1:30 AM

It was dark out when I finally left the office. My head was pounding and my steps felt heavy. Today was probably the most stressful day of my career.

Documents were lost, there were nonstop complaints from big clients; I had a designer quit on me and then there was her...

She was stunning, kind and patient. I sit in my car replaying today's events over and over again in my head. I smile at the bag of bread she gave me this morning.

It was fresh, warm and soft. She always thought of me and treated me well. She saved me today, I forgot to eat breakfast this morning.

I feel like I've forgotten a lot today.

She even went out of her way to bring me a cup of coffee. And what do I do? Fucking burn the poor girl. She looked so fragile with red blotches coating her skin. The coffee leaving a wet shine on the irritated flesh.

That definitely had to hurt. I couldn't even apologize correctly because of my meeting. I got my ass chewed because we weren't making enough numbers. I pity the higher ups of this company.

Always demanding more, never looking out for those who carry the business. Being money hungry must be a miserable way to live. To be honest I wasn't that far off from being just as lifeless and greedy.

But then I met her.

I was grateful to have y/n by my side. She made the torturous meetings tolerable. Since knowing y/n I think I've changed for the better.

People tell me I'm more lenient and calm. I've never used to dream about the future and plan ahead. But after thinking about it, a family doesn't sound that bad.

I smile and remember a conversation I had with y/n not that long ago. We were on one of our lunch breaks together when we saw a family of five strolling down the street. She was giggling to herself watching the children climb over their father.

"What's so funny?" I asked.

"Oh nothing, I just remember what it was like being that small. Never having to worry about rent or work. The center of their world is right there. Holding their hand."

She surprised me with her little ramble. She looked cute when she was lost in thought. The sides of her mouth gently crinkled. Almost like she was holding in a secret for only her to know.

I watched the family with her. The father looked tired and beat down as the children climbed and pulled him. But he was smiling, as he walked hand in hand with his wife. Before I knew it, I found myself smiling.

Must be nice.

I find myself getting distracted by y/n often. Today I had no room for distractions. She made it so hard not to look at her today. I bite the bottom of my lip thinking about how beautiful she looked.

Her eyes pulled me in, she was captivating. Everyone couldn't keep their eyes off her. I don't blame them.

She dressed differently today. I wonder why?

Her curves hypnotized me as she walked past me this morning. I'm still amazed I was able not to stare, instead looking at my blank clipboard.

I felt the urge to hug her and squeeze tightly when I saw her smile at me with the bread in her hands.

I put my car in drive when I realized it's been a while since I started spacing out. She controlled most of my thoughts. The way she smells, the way her hair falls messily around her face, even how she always finds a way to trip on air.

The light turns red when the image of her beautiful frame filling Gojo's clothes leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. I feel bad about how I acted towards her. She didn't do anything wrong. I thought to myself, she'll never get to wear my clothes.

What do I expect?

They are practically a couple already... What do I have to offer? All I can do is love her from afar.

For the past two years my mind has been occupied with images of her. I remember the first time I set eyes on her. Gojo was entertaining the office with some nonsense as usual. I scanned the room with new faces. It was intern season, and they were such a nuisance.

They were always so rowdy and obnoxious. Only here to skip class I thought... and there she was. A vision in blue. She had the most amusing and booming laugh. Her eyes disappeared into her smile, her hair was wild and flowing.

Who is that?

I have to talk to her. I have to hear her sweet voice say my name.

That's it! I'll ask how she likes the mentor program and what her specialty is. Anything to see her beautiful face look at me.

I mustered all my confidence and strolled towards her. I can't believe I'm doing this. Here goes nothing.

That fantasy was shortly lived when I saw Gojo wrap his arm around her shoulder and walk away. Taking my vision away from me.

I stood there in defeat. It always felt like a competition with Gojo. what I lacked in social skills he thrived in. It's no wonder she trusts him so deeply. She must think I'm a stick in the mud compared to Gojo.

I'm practically home when I get a notification from the man himself. What does he want now?

I lean in my seat and read the message,

"Can you take her home? I'm too loaded to drive and I'm gonna get lucky."

There's a video under the message.

My heart starts to race as I see a familiar frame in the preview for the video. Nothing could have ever prepared me for what I was about to watch.

y/n was standing on a table. Her hair was curly and wild as she danced seductively. Her hips were grinding the air, as her hands groped her curves.

Her dress was riding up her plump thighs as men surrounded her. Her skin glistened underneath the LED lights. They were cheering and whistling at her. Her breasts were protruding out of her dress as they bounced with her movements. She looked free and in a daze. Before I could see a man reach out and grope her, Gojo turns the camera on him.

He looks drunk and out of it.

"I think the birthday girl had a little too much to drink!" He giggled and then the video ended.

I sit there still, processing what had just unraveled in a 10 second video. Birthday Girl? "Shit!" Today is y/n's birthday. I'm consumed by guilt and anger reflecting on how I acted towards her today. Gojo then sends me their location and I set my car back onto drive.

The idea of strangers touching, smelling, even looking at her made my blood boil. How can he be so irresponsible by letting her be flocked around in the state she's in. What is Gojo thinking!

Wait... Does this mean they are not together? It was at that moment everything clicked. I have a chance! I step on the gas and race to her.

2:00 AM

The place reeked of lowlives and alcoholics. I rush in and look for them. I brush past a crowd of filthy bodies when I see her. She is now sitting at the bar. Gojo is in a booth with some girl nearby.

y/n is talking to a guy, I have to get her out of here. I walk towards her when I hear her ranting to the man. The more I look the more it seems this guy needs more saving than she does.

"So I buy him his favorite *burp* in the world and he doesn't even look at me!

And don't get me started on how he got mad at me for no reason... I hate his sexy tight ass." her words were slurred. She almost fell out of her seat when I finally reached her.

Was she talking about me?

"Nanami-" she whined with her eyes closed. Yup she's definitely talking about me. Does she think I'm sexy?

Gojo smacks me hard on the back, "Hey you made it city man!" I could kill him. y/n turns and faces me. Her eyes are wide and her cheeks are flushed.

"Nanami!" she squeals as she lunges at me. Her arms are wrapped around my waist as her face is buried in my chest. Control yourself Kento...

"Hey dude thanks for taking her home for me *hiccup* I sent you her address. Just make sure she goes to sleep." I don't know whether to blush from how touchy she's being or kick the shit out of Gojo.

I held her up trying to keep her from falling,

"Come on y/n, I'm taking you home now."

"No! I'm gonna have fun tonight and forget today." She tries to walk away but falls. I have no choice but to pick her up over my shoulders. My hands held her thighs in place and I almost dropped her from the skin on skin contact.

Don't panic. I turn to Gojo when he's hand in hand with the girl from the booth. He looks sad almost. His face was now neutral and he was quiet.

"As long as she's happy..." I have no idea what he's on about but I don't have time to ask questions.

She fights me a little trying to get her outside and into my car. She kept hitting me on my back as I placed her in the front seat. Damn she's strong.

She kept mumbling "Fuck him I'm gonna have fun." under her breath. She really is a clumsy drinker. After a minute or two she managed to fall asleep for the rest of the car ride.

Man, she lives far. Does she ride the train from here everyday? I should arrange for a driver to pick her up everyday.

Her neighborhood is quiet and charming. She lives in a little apartment complex with a balcony and plants displayed everywhere. I park in front, admiring the cozy building. Here comes the challenge... Where are her keys?

I look in her bag when she wakes up with swollen eyes. Was she crying? She looked at me with soft eyes and in a daze. She looked so small in my passenger seat.

Still looking at me she smiled. Her hand reached for my face and caressed my cheek. She was so gentle as she rubbed circles with her thumb.

Holy shit she's touching me. I grab her small hand in mine and watch her with amusement. She's so cute.

I get out to carry her into her apartment. The place was neat and dim. She walked in and threw herself on the couch as I closed the door behind me. She lifted her feet and faced them towards me. Does she want me to do it?

She's pouting with a little drool on her face. I laugh as she grows inpatient. She's whining when I go and take off her shoes one at a time and place them neatly by the door. She tries to stand but stumbles, I catch her just in time when she looks up at me.

She has hooded eyes and her mouth is hanging open. The tip of her nose is red and her cheeks are stained with tear marks. She's definitely been crying... did I cause that?

It looks like she's about to say something when she looks me in the eyes. It felt like minutes had gone by when she came closer. Her breath reeked of booze, what is she doing? Her lips peck mine, they're soft and full. I feel dizzy from the sudden act of affection.

She's all I've ever wanted. Her lips rest softly into an innocent smile, I don't want to let her go. Her eyes widen as she looks up at me. Is she embarrassed?

"It's ok y/n, lets go to be-" she runs to her bathroom covering her mouth with both hands. I follow her to the small room when I see her vomiting in the toilet. Oh god what do I do?

Her hair starts to stick to her damp face. Poor thing. I go behind her and pull her hair towards me while rubbing her back. She's straining to the point where her face is breaking into little hives.

I'm going to kill Gojo.

Why would he let her keep drinking beyond her limit!

She leans back against the bathroom tub and slinks down to the floor. I look for a paper towel and wipe the sides of her mouth before flushing. I try to help her up onto the sink ledge to wash her face, but she falls into me and continues to hurl the rest of her dinner onto my shirt.

Shit.

I sit her up on the toilet to take off my now wet shirt and throw it in the tub. I gag from the pungent smell. Thank goodness there isn't any on the floor. The cold air in the bathroom makes my bare chest shiver.

I look around for make up wipes and clean her face.

I start off with her lips, they are plump and red. She's so warm. I trace patterns with the wipes on her cheeks, little moans and whines leave her mouth.

She can barely keep her eyes open yet she reaches for me.

Her warm fingertips trace my chest. I can't help but laugh awkwardly from the initial contact. She focuses on my pecs as she doodles random nothings on my skin. Is this weird? She looks happy doing so.

"Wow you're buff... ha nipple." She pokes my chest and I laugh at her loopiness.

I let her touch me freely as I wiped the mess off her face. I see tears start to form in her eyes. My heart is beating out of my chest.

"Nanami... are you mad at me?" Why on earth would I be mad at her?

"No, why do you think that?"

"You looked at me so coldly today. It was my birthday too." She sobs silently to herself. I'm the most shitiest person in the world, what the fuck. I don't know what to do. I'm despicable, I can't believe I made her cry on her birthday.

She starts to lean into me as she dozes off into deep sleep. I hold her in my arms, she must be so tired.

"Don't worry y/n... I'll make it up to you somehow."

I carry her bridal style to her bedroom. She latched on to me so tightly. With every step she nuzzled herself deeper in my neck.

Is this what it feels like? To be held, to be wanted. It's been so long I almost forgot. The buzzing feeling in my chest, the sensation of soft lips lingering on my neck. I feel happy.

I feel at home.

She wouldn't let go when I laid her down. I had to yank her off of me. I leave a trash can next to her bed and a water bottle on the nightstand. She's fast asleep in a full spread eagle, leaving no room for even a small pet to lay next to her.

I walk out quietly, leaving her door open and her bathroom light on in case she needs to use the bathroom in the middle of the night. By the time I am at her door frame she is snoring, a sound I never knew would be so comforting to hear.

I look at the time and it is 3:00 in the morning. I am too tired to take the drive and too concerned y/n might get up again. Besides, my shirt still has to be washed. I don't think she'll mind me spending the night.

I walk around her living room and see pictures of family and friends. There is a picture of her and her mother. They look identical; I can't help but wonder, would her mother like me? I see a collection of nicknacks surrounding her living space. Some are cute while others are odd and disturbing.

I realize there is still so much I don't know about her. I really have to fix things with her. My eyes start to feel heavy and my mind is blank. I'll fix things tomorrow, I find myself a spot on the couch. And rest my eyes, slowly falling into deep sleep.

[sageandfrog]

Office Affairs//JujutsuKaisen x Fem!reader Masterlist

Fem!y/n x Nanami Kento| Y/n x Bestfriend!Gojo Satoru

A chuckle leaves Kento's lips when he starts to bounce and flex his leg hitting my clit continuously. “Use me baby, you deserve it.”

Warnings || SMUT. Minors DNI. making out, desk chair action, tie pulling, thigh riding, car masturbation, protected sex, eating pussy, eating ass, p in v, blow job, more. In Chapter 4 Only

Words: 14k+

This is a 4 part series and will not be continued once finished. We also have a wattpad

First part|| Second part|| Third part || Fourth part Last story

[sageandfrog]

Office Affairs//JujutsuKaisen x Fem!reader Chapter 1

Fem!y/n x Nanami Kento| y/n x Bestfriend!Gojo Satoru

A chuckle leaves Kento's lips when he starts to bounce and flex his leg hitting my clit continuously. “Use me baby, you deserve it.”

Words: 4,030

This is a 4 part series and will not be continued once finished. We also have a wattpad.

6:00 am

It was 6:00 when my alarm went off. My eyes were heavy as I reluctantly reached for my phone. The sun had barely brightened the sky yet the sun's bright rays pierced through my curtains warming up my face.

Today was my 25th birthday... yay.

I never cared for birthdays. A bunch of people who never acknowledge me pretend they know me for a day just for a slice of cake.

No thank you.

I could care less if I was celebrated or not, but then memories of my last birthday came crashing in and a smile creeped on my face. It was after hours when a gentle frame approached me. He had a cheeky grin on his face, a small candle brightened the dim room as he looked at me,"Happy Birthday y/n".

Suddenly I feel excited to go into work. I've been working for an expensive advertising firm for the past 2 years now. I was one of the main designer's assistants. I actually started as an intern straight out of college and have been working my way through the company.

I lay in bed for a few moments wondering what to wear for the day when my phone began to ring, interrupting me mid-thought. It was Gojo.

"Hello?"

"Happy Birthday Stink!"

Gojo always called me some random pet name. Never the same one twice in one day, I found it silly and endearing.

"Thanks, love."

" Did I wake you up?"

"No I was just chilling in bed."

"Want me to join you? I can give you a morning workout?"I rolled my eyes and laughed as I looked at the time. Gojo and I always had a playful friendship; he loves to tease me and I don't mind.

"Yeah no offense but old man pubes aren't my thing."

"Who said they were white?"

"Aren't they?"

"Wanna find out?"

"No!"

"Aw you're such a tease y/n... anyway be ready by 8:30 and we can carpool today. I shall not let my gremlin take the train on her birthday!"

I finally slither out of my covers and stretch, mentally preparing for the day. "Wow thanks, and can you please text me this time instead of honking the horn. My landlord wouldn't stop complaining last time."

"Yeah yeah sure I'll see you then," the call ended.

I finally got out of bed and laughed a little thinking about my unhinged friend. Gojo was actually the first person I talked to in the company. I had just graduated college when some guy gave me a call offering me an internship for the most renowned advertising company in the country.

I remember my first day, I was so nervous and shy. I wore a pencil skirt a size too small and fell on my ass.

I couldn't get up without my skirt tearing from the seams.

Fuck this is embarrassing.

I tried shimmying up against my chair for a good five minutes when I realized a tall figure watching me fail over and over again at the opening of my cubicle.

"Need some help there?" He had on a black bomber jackect with a white- T and sunglasses. Who wears sunglasses inside?

"Please."

He picked me up by my arms and sat me back down in my chair.

"Thanks you're a lifesaver." He giggled watching me adjust myself with embarrassment plastered on my face. Ever since that day I couldn't get rid of him.

Gojo was the one who taught me everything I needed to know in the business. I shadowed him for the majority of my internship and we grew quite close. It didn't take long for me to realize he wasn't like most mentors.

He'd like hanging out with the interns and actually getting to know us. Because all the others were still underage I was stuck going to the bars with him. Shit I was practically his wingman by the end of my internship.

Around the office there are rumors that we are a thing but that's just absolutely ridiculous. I can acknowledge that the man is hot but he's not my type. I have my eye on someone else.

I look in the mirror examining the tired look on my face. I think today I'll wear something more sexy and less old librarian. I grabbed my makeup bag and went to town, beating my face.

I chose a simple yet smokey eye look with a nude lip. As I curled my lashes, images of blond slicked back hair and strong arms flooded my brain. Is he awake right now? No matter what day it is I can never escape that man. Nanami... my boss.

I get up and change into something black and tight fitting. It made my ass look plump and firm while it caressed my little tummy pudge. The material felt cool leaving slight goosebumps on my skin. I wore a jacket over it with my favorite pair of heels. I felt good, I felt confident. Maybe today will be a good day afterall.

I grab my keys when I hear Gojo's car honk outside. Little shit. It's bright out now, I wince at the sunlight, my shoes clicking against the pavement. I look up when I hear an obnoxious holler from the front seat.

"Damn y/n... you trying to get laid?"

"Fuck you! Hey before we go can we stop somewhere?"

"Where to, my lady?" he chimed as he opened the door for me from the inside.

"The bakery down the corner, I want breakfast." Please don't say anything, please don't say anything.

He stared at me for a second and laughed," Are you kidding me... wow. You are so far up his ass it's not even funny anymore."

"Drop it. It's my birthday you can't give me shit."

The truth was I wanted to see a smile on Nanami's usually stoic face when I remembered his favorite pastry.

"Whatever you say princess."

The mood was awkward and tense now. Gojo seemed annoyed and bothered. I don't know what to say, maybe taking the train would have been better. I turn to Gojo when I see him plug in his phone to the aux.

The song "U Remind Me" by Usher comes on and I see Gojo smile. I make fun of him all the time for having an Usher phase. The guy praised the singer as a teen. I watch him with amusement as he sings each word gesturing towards me. He's really bad.

He drove with one hand on the wheel and the other leaned against his seat facing me. I couldn't resist his enthusiasm and started singing along too. It's really hard to not have fun around Gojo.

By the time we had pulled up to the bakery we were both giddy and loud. We both go inside adventuring the various breads. Gojo always wanted something sweet, he was like a child. The man won't eat a donut without sprinkles.

I grabbed some sweets and placed them in a separate tray as Gojo waited for me in the front. I was on a mission. Nanami liked more light and fluffy bread. The ones that can go with pretty much everything, the ones that practically melt in your mouth. My eyes lit up when I saw the perfect roll, it was fresh and hot to the touch.

I ran up to Gojo, satisfied with my pick of the day. He told me to wait in the car as he paid, "My treat, honeybun."

"You're exhausting." I cringe to myself as I walk out of the bakery. I almost slipped trying to open the car door. Gojo watches from the window with a hopeless expression on his face.

"What am I going to do with her..."

9:57 am

We were just on time when Gojo finally found a parking spot.

"Hurry up, let's go!"

"It's not my fault you wanted to get bread for your boyfriend," I flipped him off as I stormed to the entrance with the bag of bread in my hand. I go to my station and finally clock in without a moment to spare.

Gojo walks in behind me already dreading the work load. I take off my jacket when I hear a haul in others conversations around me. What's up with them?

Unfortunately I was the only woman in our department. The advertising business isn't very diverse, which drove me crazy.

I hate having to deal with mansplaining and wandering eyes when I speak to my coworkers. If it weren't for Gojo and Nanami I probably wouldn't have felt safe working here on my own.

They always reminded me I was one of the best in the company, especially Nanami.

I was his second in command and took great pride in knowing he trusted me.

The room feels different now. It's like I'm on display. Gojo comes in close to whisper,

" I think you outdid yourself today sweetheart... he's gonna notice."

I look around and see everyone side-eye me, some smiled while others looked confused. I start to feel queasy knowing that people are looking at me.

Should I change? Go home?

I jump when I hear someone else walk in. There he was.

He had a deep blue button up tucked into his beige pants. His sleeves were cupped to his elbows, his smooth veiny arms looked chiseled and toned. Today he wore his brown watch that brought out the warmth of his brown eyes.

His shoulders were wide as he stood tall and proud. He was cautiously eyeing the documents in his hand. Authority practically pouring out of him, I wanted to touch him, follow his every order.

My face starts to soften seeing him concentrate on the paper in front of him. He tends to bite the inside of his bottom lip, it's almost like he's pouting. Well no time to change now.

"Good morning Nanami," ew am I too eager?

"Morning y/n." he didn't even look at me. Usually he gives me a tiny smile and nod.

"Gojo and I went to the bakery and I remembered your favorite." I lifted the bag to him as he still focused on his clipboard.

"Is that so?"

Is he seriously not going to look at me? Gojo watched from the side with a cackle threatening to pierce through his lips.

"Yeah... here," he glanced at me and the bag in my hand. Something was different about his expression. He looked surprised and indifferent at the same time. Is he tired? Did I overstep?

He gulped, "Thank you y/n, can you put it on my desk please?"

"Uh sure." That was kinda rude, what's up with him today.

I place the bag neatly on his desk and make my way back to mine waiting for my daily files to be presented to me. I couldn't help but sit there confused, wondering why Nanami was so different today.

12:00 PM

I go through my emails while a few of my fellow employees wish me a happy birthday, some hand me cards others a pat on the shoulder. Looking back at my computer I notice some rude emails, letting out a heavy sigh I turn my head to the side. Nanami is in his office with piles of papers and packets scattered on his table.

He always makes sure I have less paperwork to go over than him. Today was the day for meetings and as his assistant I'm supposed to join him but something about today made me uneasy.

Along with the rude emails, I had tripped multiple times and knocked over my workload of papers. I need a coffee break.

I decided to bring his favorite drink to his office. A black coffee with two sugars when he opened the door, knocking the scolding drink all over me. I gasped when the hot liquid dripped down my chest.

What the fuck.

He looks down at me with a concerned face, Gojo runs towards me with a towel.

"I'm fine! I'm fine, shit-"

Nanami picks up the cup, his hands were trembling. It was obvious he felt bad, I played it off as it was nothing but in reality my skin was burning. He's always concerned when it comes to me.

"Come on y/n you need something cold before it gets worse."

Gojo started leading me to the restroom as I turned to look at Nanami,

"I'm so sorry y/n... are you sure you're ok?"

"I'm fine don't worry"

"Sure you are-" Gojo mumbled to himself as he glared at Nanami.

I take off my shoes as I sit on the stool in the bathroom, Gojo is leaning against the sink wetting a paper towel with cold water and gently placing it on my hot skin.

"Shit... so much for looking nice today," but Gojo didn't laugh. He looked concerned and annoyed.

"You can wear my spare clothes while yours are at the cleaners."

"Thanks man," He was serious and quiet.

I watched him as he gently patted my neck and chest. When he's not being a little shit he's actually really sweet and thoughtful. I realized that he was watching me too when his face changed.

He looks at me with soft eyes and leans down. He presses his lips on the top of my head and mumbles,

"Anything for my coffee bean."

I roll my eyes in response, which gets a giggle out of Gojo,

"That was a good one right?"

"Shut up." I'm so lucky to have him. My best friend... My Gojo.

Gojo hands me a pair of his gray sweatpants he used for the gym and a white button up shirt to wear. My chest barely fits in the tight shirt and my ass felt a little too tight in the sweats.

Gojo looked at me with wide eyes, "do I look weird?"

"Not at all... you're perfect."

1:00 PM

I make my way to my seat when Gojo leaves with my clothes to get them cleaned before the end of the day. I look for Nanami but he is nowhere to be found. He probably went to the meeting without me. I start to go through the papers on my desk and get some work done.

 I can't help but daydream about sweet memories of Nanami. Besides today he is usually very attentive and sweet. Visiting my desk multiple times to check on me. I'm kind of surprised he hasn't wished me a happy birthday yet.

Nanami notices everything. There was this one time where I wore the wrong pair of shoes. The back of my heels were bleeding and I was limping around the office. He went out of his way during his lunch break to get me cozy slippers to wear instead. Now he has an extra pair in his office just in case it happens again.

Another time when I forgot my lunch he offered me his, telling me that he barely had an appetite that day. I knew that was a lie. I have never seen someone eat with such content.

Usually on meeting days he treats me out for lunch where we go to our favorite place, a small italian cafe where we get the infamous Rigatoni D and talk about recent books we've read.

I enjoyed the way his face would light up talking about his favorite character, or how his leg would bounce in excitement as he predicted the end of a story. There was something so calm and domestic about our outings. At times it felt like we were playing house.

I felt safe, he felt like home.

He felt as warm as the blanket he once laid on me one late night at the office. As sweet as my favorite candy he would buy from the just stocked vending machine.

For the past two years on my birthday he goes and gets me a mini decorative cake with my favorite pastel colors and a single candle in the middle. He always said "For my hardest worker." Yet something always felt odd about the gesture.

Gojo is the best in the business and has been with the company for years before I have. Could I possibly be special?

Maybe he realized my lack of importance to him and decided not to get a cake this year? I can feel my eyes furrow when the blond approaches me. I am deep in thought when he places a hand on my shoulder.

"Are you sure you're ok y/n?" he has a handful of papers and his tie is loose. I can't help but admire his face. His lashes are long and curly, and his eyes look tired and worn out. I hope he's ok.

"Yeah Nanami, I'm fine. I put some neosporin on the bad areas so I should be good."

He kneels down to me so that we are at eye level. He focuses on my features and expression. It looks like he wants to say something but he is frozen.

I see his eyes linger on my neck where there's a red blotch peeping through Gojo's shirt. He reached for the white shirt and he thumbed the material between his fingers.

He looks down to see me in Gojo's sweats. He's so close, I can smell his soft cologne. His jaw clenches when he realizes who's clothes I am wearing. I try reading his face but he stands up straight before I can take a closer look.

He is quiet and stern as he looks down to me. Did I do something wrong? Why is he staring at me like that?

"I'm sorry about the coffee. If you're in pain just go home for today." he walked away with his fist clenched to his sides. Seriously what's up his ass.

6:00 PM

Nonetheless I stay the rest of the day, I can't help but mope around my cubicle. I can't believe he forgot. Every year he always made sure to wish me a happy birthday, sometimes leaving a note on my desk when he was too busy to see me.

Why did he look so mad earlier?

Nanami stayed shut in his office the rest of the day. When Gojo came back from picking up my clothes he noticed the tension in the air, my dissatisfaction plastered on my face.

"You ok my little rain cloud?" He hands me my clothes that are now washed and dried in a clear plastic bag.

"Yeah... thanks for bringing me my clothes."

I can't help but space out staring at the floor, today was supposed to be like always. Why do I feel so shitty? Gojo watches me with a sympathetic expression.

"Can I give you my present now?"

"Are you serious?"

"Of course I am! How am I not gonna give my best friend a present on her Birthday." He made sure to whisper the word birthday while he reached in a paper bag that was in his drawer.

"Close your eyes!" I can't help but smile.

I hold out my hands and wait patiently for him to place whatever it is in my reach. The object is heavy and cold to the touch, it was small enough to fit in the palm of my hand. He didn't!

"Open them!" I opened my eyes and there stood the item on my wishlist for the past 3 years. It was a porcelain cow figurine. I've always been obsessed with weird and random nick nacks to place around my desk. They were my little babies. This one in particular was $200...

"No you fucking didn't", Gojo was practically smiling from ear to ear.

"Yes I fucking did!" I gently placed the figurine down and lunged at him. He pats my head as I squeeze him.

"Thank you so much I love it"

"Oh but there's more my precious y/n! We are going out tonight, Lets get fucked up!"

I wince thinking about the last time we got "Fucked up", I was hung over for days.

"I don't know about that, maybe next time."

"Nope. we are going today and we are going to have fun."

I sit back down and side eye him as I place my present in its rightful spot. He's glaring at me with his hands resting on the sides of his hips.

"Lets be honest y/n today fucking sucked. Let's at least have fun tonight."

I slink in my chair remembering the one person I was hoping to have fun with on my birthday.

"He didn't even wish me a happy birthday."

"So... Fuck him! Let's go out and forget him."

I don't appreciate his language towards Nanami, but maybe he's right. Why am I pouting over some guy?

"Fine... Let's get fucked up!" Gojo dances in excitement and pulls me out of my seat.

"Let's forget today and have fun." He practically grabs all my things and pushes me out the door. I turn when I see Nanami, he's leaning against the door frame of his office.

Did he hear any of that?

Before I leave I manage to give him a little wave. He smiles softly at me before I'm out in the lobby. I seriously need some help. I can't help but get butterflies from the sight of him.

11:00 PM

After dinner I decided to change into something short and revealing. I curled my hair as Gojo sat in my living room watching TV. It took me only 30 minutes to finish getting ready. I walked out to Gojo who now has his keys in hand and is ready to go.

"Damn mamacita! I'm gonna have to fight off the creeps all night."

"You better. I just want to forget about today."

I grab my hand bag and walk out the door. Tonight I'm going to have fun and forget about him.

12:00 AM

The club was loud and colorful. The smell of booze and sweat filled my nose. There was a crowd of dancing bodies grinding against each other. To be honest it looked like a lot of fun, they were so carefree. Nothing was chaining them down, they were themselves in their most primal state.

Gojo found us a booth and led me to my seat. Girls in groups flocked to our table, they all fought to be near Gojo. It was pretty annoying but I had my share of dudes coming up to me.

None of them piqued my interest. They were all slimy looking and bummy. Everytime the image of Nanami popped into my head I took another shot. I was 5 shots in when I finally started to feel something. Gojo was 8 shots in when he noticed how tipsy I was.

He had a beautiful brunette next to him. Her dark skin complimented her gold cocktail dress. She was honestly the prettiest girl in the place.

I started to feel restless sitting in the booth and got up taking 2 more shots. I swayed to the dance floor as dudes swatted around me. Gojo laughed as he grabbed the girl's hand and led her to the dance floor.

He stayed within arm distance from me as the beautiful woman pressed herself against him. I myself found a dancing partner and broke loose. My hands wrapped around the guy's neck as he gripped my hips.

I felt dizzy and free. But there was one thing that still played in my mind. The face Nanami gave me today. I've never seen him so mad before. Everything always goes back to Nanami. I can never escape him. I wonder what he's doing right now? I don't know if it's the alcohol but I feel tears stain my face.

Gojo notices right away and pulls me out of the crowd.

"What's wrong?"

"Why did he look so mad at me today?" Gojo looks up at the ceiling in disbelief. He looks at the girl next to him and lets her know to look for him later on.

My eyesight is foggy but I am now sitting back in the booth with Gojo. He orders me a glass of water and makes me chug it down.

"Come on babe, you're supposed to be having fun not crying."

I don't talk, I lay my hot face on the cold table. Gojo attempts to get me out of my gloomy mood. But there can't possibly be anything to break me out of my daze.

And then my song comes on.

The vibration of the bass tickled my core as I lifted my head off the table. It's as if I've been possessed when I stand up and climb on top of the table. Why was I sad again? I look down to see a bright light flash before my face. Then everything else was a blur.

[sageandfrog]

Jujutsu Kaisen| Nanami Kento short series

New 4 part Nanami Kento office au coming soon. We got coworker/bestie!gojo, assitant!y/n and boss!nanami and interesting things happen that will be angsty and soft and maybe something else ;)).

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Look at our last work "Night Encounters" here

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Night Encounters// AOT x Fem!reader

Fem!y/n x Eren x Armin x Connie x Jean.

"Hey Armin? Do you wanna keep going?" "But y/n they're-" "They can watch."

Warnings || SMUT. Minors DNI. unprotected sex, p in v sex, anal sex, praise, degrading, eating v, eating ass, handjob, overstimulation, virgins, fivesome, more.

Words: 6k+

This is a one shot and will not be continued. We also have a wattpad.

It was a cold night in the Shiganshina district. The scouts and I finally settled in and started preparing for night shifts. In my squad I had Eren, Armin, Jean and Connie. The job was to guard the arsenal and prepare for an unexpected attack.

It was last minute when captain Levi instructed me to join the boys. He practically dragged me out of my room half dressed. By the time we approached the gang my blouse was barely buttoned leaving my bra exposed.

Armin greeted me with an awkward smile; when my eyes finally met him he shuffled suspiciously as his ears started to glow a hue of crimson. He was my best friend out of the group, he always gave me his full attention and made me feel safe.

Armin was the smallest one of the 4, however there was something about him that was intimidating. The way his face changed while he was thinking, the subtle change in his voice when he was angry.

Seeing Armin all flustered left an amused expression on my face. I suddenly couldn’t look at him anymore. Next to him Jean’s eyes lingered up and down my body. Shit. Am I wearing a bra with a stain?

I turned to Connie who started to dig his middle finger against his thumb irritatedly. He tried hiding it behind his back but I noticed right away. I chuckled a little to myself as I reached the last button.

Unlike the others Eren was unbothered, almost as if it was nothing out of the ordinary to see his comrades chest. His long hair shaped his face, he usually wore it a bun, but he truly looked beautiful in the moonlight.

Breaking the awkward silence Eren said quite bluntly,

“What are you doing here?”

“Levi instructed me to babysit your asses.”

Jean came out of his daze and a devilish smile crept his face. “I’m not really in search of a nanny, but if you want you can be my mommy.” He licked his bottom lip, satisfied with my stunned expression.

I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that turned me on a little. The image of Jean whining under me, the sensation of feeling his stubble graze my inner thigh made me gulp. I quickly woke from that delightful thought with a taunt of my own.

“Aw your right hand ain’t cutting it anymore? I’m not surprised considering the fact no woman ever looks your way.”

That was a lie though, girls threw themselves at Jean every day. It was annoying. He could have any girl he wanted, but he always gave them the cold shoulder. I always wondered if he had someone special in mind, why doesn't he tell me?

The five of us burst out laughing knowing the fact that all of us were virgins in the scouts. It was only a few months ago that I turned 19. I mean I have had many offers before, but none of them interested me. Sure they were handsome, I've even considered a few of my fellow female comrades who showed interest. They were gorgeous and kind but, I want my first time to be with someone I know, someone who I trust.

Armin was definitely flustered by the topic, when he’s flustered he picked at his nail bed and bit the inside of his cheek. He’s so cute. The blonde and Eren shared a look and both started to grin. Connie was noticeably aggravated due to the fact that he wasn’t a part of the witty banter.

“Do you think we’ll ever sex before we die?”

Questions like this were never out of the ordinary with Connie. He was a horny freak, at least everyone in our squad has accidently walked in on him pleasuring himself. It became an inside joke between the five of us. It was never a dull moment with our group.

Connie was definitely my person to unwind with, his chaotic nature always pulled me in. In our moments of grief it was always Connie who reminded me to cherish the people I loved. Behind closed doors he’s a huge softie.

. Connie was actually my first kiss. After he found his mother and his deserted village something changed in connie. He started telling me his fears and having panic attacks. In the field he cried to me, afraid everyone he loved was going to be taken away from him. I remember feeling his hands tremble under mine. He had tears streaming down his cheeks. I felt so bad for him.

The urge to hold him and love him came over me. I cupped his face and smashed our lips together in a desperate attempt to calm him down. His soft sobs were muffled against my lips. I could feel his tense body melt into mine.

He exhaled out of relief, it tickled my nose. He hugged me tightly, never breaking the kiss, I felt warm and loved. For a moment I thought I was in love. No one had ever held me so lovingly before. Our lips tugged at each other aggressively as our heart beats were pounding in unison.

When we finally broke apart he looked at me with such soft eyes. Caught up in my emotions I wiped his tears away and kissed his closed eyes. He was so vulnerable. We laid in the grass embracing each other in silence. He’d occasionally leave a peck on my forehead as my fingers roamed over his collarbone. It wasn’t till an hour later that Connie finally spoke.

“Thank you… for that. I needed to empty my head.” He tucked my hair behind my ear as he studied the features of my face. I closed my eyes, mentally recording the moment.

“That’s what friends are for.”

We never told the others or talked about it again.

Overtime Connie slowly became himself again. Always cracking jokes and saying stupid shit, however, there was something about this question that brought a dark realization to the five of us. The once playful atmosphere became dark and quiet.

Who was next?

How many more soldiers do we have to lose to finally end this century-long war?

Will I even make it to 20?

Armin frowned thinking of all the lost comrades who have died before they even lived.

Jean retorted, “ The fuck is the matter with you! Of course we’re going to, and everything else there is to offer in life. We just have to keep a level heading. Thinking like that won’t change anything about our situation.”

It was as if Jean was convincing himself that what he spoke of was true.

Armin’s grim aura did not go unnoticed by Eren. In an attempt to lighten the mood Eren snickered,

“If you could sleep with anyone who would it be?”

Since spending the past 5 years together there wasn’t very much we all didn’t share with each other. I rolled my eyes not taking the question seriously but Connie quickly responded with “ y/n or Armin…” Is he serious right now?

Jean let out a horrendous cackle as Armin and I blushed profoundly.

“ The fuck are you talking about Connie!”, shit my voice cracked a little.

Jean wheezed, “Don’t play innocent y/n! You’ve never fantasized about one of us while doing hand to hand combat? Don’t think your little whimpers went unnoticed while Eren was on top of you last spring!”

That event was quite unforgettable.

Eren and I were sparring partners for once. That day Connie tore Eren's shirt from the bottom while they were wrestling. His chiseled abdomen was exposed and glistened with sweat. Eren has a good foot and a half on me, leaving his broad shoulders and hard chest at eye level. He was beautiful.

When did he get so fucking big, I thought to myself. The back of his shirt was damp with sweat, leaving little to the imagination.

With a swift kick to the shin I was down, he straddled me. I remember the heat and weight of his groin on top of mine. My feet were planted on the ground as he held my hands on the sides of my head. I struggled to get out of his grip, drops of his sweat nicked my skin. His eyes were cold and eager.

I felt exposed and trapped. I remember being well aware that our bare skin was gliding against each other. Seriously, why did I think wearing a cropped tank was a good idea? My heat twitched when I imagined what his bare thighs would feel like slipping around mine.

The view of Eren's abs and sweaty face was too much. Strands of hair that loosened out of his bun stuck to his face. His cheeks were flushed from the sun, he was covered in freckles. He curled his bottom lip out of concentration. and I lost it. I whimpered under his force.

His face was priceless. Almost like he was flustered and scared. We stood there for a moment before Levi came and kicked eren off,

“Good God Jeager, snap out of it”.

After that day we never really practiced combat together. But every now and then, I still picture the view of him peering down at me.

Armin left out a little chuckle that was followed by Eren suddenly getting really flustered. He had blue balls for a week afterwards according to Connie who told me a month after the whole ordeal.

Still holding on to my pride I ignored the question and confronted Jean.

“Well who’s on your fuck list?”

“Armin, mikasa… and you”.

I stood there dumbfounded not knowing how to react. He can’t be serious right?

Jean and I always playfully flirted. He used to be so cocky and annoying as a kid. I liked to catch him by surprise and flirt back to see the look of panic on his face when he couldn’t respond back. Over the years though he's gotten better at comebacks.

We’ve grown pretty close, he always talked to me about girls and guys he liked, well one guy he liked. I never thought he saw me as anything more than a friend. At one point everyone thought we were a thing.

He introduced me to his mother before anyone else. He claimed the others were too chaotic to see her. She told me stories about Jean as a kid and made me his favorite meal. He was sweet around his mom, nothing like the boy I saw everyday. He talked to her so softly, never letting her lift a thing. We spent that whole day together, it was refreshing.

Jean and I were sprawled on the floor after dinner. My head rested on his shoulder as he played with my hair. The fireplace illuminated his eyes as the light danced across our skin. We always ended up like this when we talked about the future.

What would we be doing if there weren't any walls or titans? He always had a crooked smile when he dreamed about starting a family. I always pictured him having a little girl, she’d have his light brown hair. Her smile would brighten up the room with her little gap tooth.

Jean’s dreams gave me comfort and hope. I’d find myself always thinking of his little pretend family. This is what we're fighting for.

His mother watched us with amusement. I remember she commented on how cute we were together and how she approved of me. Jean didn’t take that as expected. I remember him pushing me off of him and gagging.

“Ew why would I be with her mom, she’s just a friend.”

I played it off as I also despised him but on the inside I was crying. I guess I always had a thing for Jean. After that day I chose to ignore it and just be friends. My friends are all I got.

I can’t believe he actually sees me that way. Holy shit am I hot?

Breaking the silence Armin cooed “ wow I’m really flattered… if I’m being honest I've fantasized about y/n, Eren and Jean. Some more than that.” He cautiously eyed me and Eren.

Eren nonchalantly added, “ y/n and Armin.”

Connie offendedly shouted, “So no one wants to fuck me!”

Eren chuckled, “Shut the fuck up you’ll wake up the others.”

Their moronic behavior made me almost giddy. Because everyone else shared I didn’t want to be the only one alienated.

“If I’m being honest you all are on my list…and Captain Levi with commander Erwin.” here it comes.

The boys looked at each other with pure shock. “Not the commander and Captain!” Eren and Jean whispered.

“I’m just saying they have something going on, and I wanna be between them.”

We all burst out laughing, pointing at each other like we were 14 again. Eren grinned, feeling accomplished in lighting the mood. As the room settled down we all sat in a circle talking about various training stories and reminiscing on the past 5 years.

I didn’t realize I started to doze off on Jean’s shoulder. He didn’t give me any shit so he probably didn’t mind. I think he felt bad that I was abruptly awoken by Levi. A few moments passed and I was fast asleep.

Images of Armin in between my thighs clouded my brain. I felt multiple pairs of hands on me, caressing me, scratching me. I grinded on Armin’s tongue when an uneasy feeling approached. I’m being watched.

And then I opened my eyes. Everyone’s eyes were planted on me. Some in Awe, others with pure lust. I looked up to see Jean with his jaw clenched, dark eyes staring right at me.

“Holy shit is she having a sex dream!” Connie whispered in excitement. Fuck. How am I gonna get out of this one?

“Shut up connie. I think our little y/n needs some explaining to do.” Jean looked like he was ready to take you right there in that moment. Why does he look so serious?

“Ugh…”

“Had a nice dream?” Eren giggled.

“ uh… I don’t remember “ I tried laughing it off hoping no one would bring it up. My face felt hot and my eyes burned. I was holding in my tears, how can I face them? Was I humping his leg?

“Really? What a shame… maybe we could have helped you make it come true.”

Fucking asshole.

As Eren sat in pure fascination, Armin tried coming to my rescue “What's wrong with you guys! This is so invasive. It’s ok y/n, let's go get you some air.”

I couldn’t look at him. Armin walked up to me and helped me up. My arousal was evident as well as my frustration.

Really! Did I have to do that in front of everyone!

Armin glared at Eren before returning his attention to me. I felt so small next to him. If only he knew the heat coming from my pussy was because of him. I stared at the floor when the warmth of his hand cupped my face while his other hand was planted on my forehead. He was always so soft and sweet with me.

“You're kind of hot,” he stated. You’re not helping Armin!!!

He was inches away from my face, I could feel his cool breath on the tip of my nose. I finally looked up and saw his loving eyes. I never realized how beautiful he was. His button nose and plump cheeks had a rosy tint.

My eyes fell to his lips. He had a little crater near his bottom lip, probably from a blemish years before.

After a few seconds I realized I was staring for too long but before I could look up Armin’s lips found mine. He surprised me and apparently himself because he gasped before latching his lips onto mine again.

Once he started, lust took over him. His lips were stiff at first, I opened my mouth giving him access to my tongue. His hand tangled in my hair and pulled my head closer. I gripped his shirt wanting more. My body moved on its own, my other hand found his soft hair and I pulled as if he was going to disappear at any moment.

He tasted like wild berries, his tongue was soft and hot as it gently curled under mine. We finally parted leaving a string of saliva still connecting us. Fuck I want more.

I felt dizzy looking around to see the others watching intensely.

Knowing they were watching turned me on even more. I want them to see me, I want them to crave me, to taste me. Jean and Connie were frozen. Jean’s fists were gripping his thigh, tangling his holster. Connie was breathing heavily while Eren stood there still with furrowed brows and his tongue poking the inside of his cheek.

It was Armin’s panicked face that brought me back from my daze.

“I’m so sorry I don’t know what came over me!”

“Armin. It’s ok, I kissed you back-”

Would they be into that?

“Hey Armin? Do you wanna keep going?”

“But y/n they’re-”

“They can watch.”

I turned to the vultures who surrounded us and gave them a little smirk.

“Touch me Armin.”

It was like someone else was talking for me, I was confident and demanding. The idea of having all the guys grab and hold me made my pussy pulsate.

It took Armin a few seconds to follow behind me as I slowly slink to the cold wooden floor. His touch was soft and gentle as he cupped my chest from behind and started to massage. I placed my hair on his shoulder giving him a clear way to my neck.

His kisses were soft and wet. His fingers delicately opened my blouse one button at a time revealing my breasts. I helped unhook my bra as I whimpered for more contact. The cold air made me shiver,

“Bite me please.”

I want it rough, I want to be manhandled and marked. I want to be used and held, I want to be fucked.

“But y/n-”

His hands softly gripped my shoulders, I could feel his heart pulsing hard on my back.

“Please… Please I want it so bad, mark me.”

His left hand engulfed my bare breast and tugged at my now hard nipple while his right gripped my neck. He licked my neck up and down till he found the spot of his choosing and bit my soft skin. My head jerked back as I moaned into his ear.

“Louder love. I want the others to hear you.” Fuck he’s so hot.

I felt his dick grow against my lower back. He was big. He tightened his grip around my neck, I felt dizzy with pleasure as my throat clenched. He sucked my now bruised skin. The stinging sensation felt like electricity. His tongue drilled into my neck, never giving my skin a break. I started to grind the air when I finally looked up and saw the others with pained expressions on their faces.

It was obvious they wanted to join.

I whined, “Help me out here.”

I pulled on my holsters and rubbed my clothed cunt as I started to grind the air. Armin started getting hungry for my cries of pleasure and shoved his middle and ring finger down my throat. My tongue danced around his fingers, coating them with my spit. He surprised me with his sudden act of dominance. Armin asked between kisses down my neck, “Is this ok?” I moaned and nodded in bliss as I gagged on his long fingers.

I felt Eren’s tall build loom over me as I faced Armin. His holsters were already off and he had on nothing other than his boxers, his bulge reached down his thigh. Connie and Jean were behind him frantically trying to get undressed.

”Are we really doing this? What about Captain?” Jean was still unbuckling his straps.

“We’ll be fine-” Connie practically fell trying to take his pants off.

Eren methodically unbuckled each belt staring down at me. I could tell he wanted to say something but he stayed quiet taking in the view. Connie approached Armin with his dick hard in his hand. Jean stood back and watched the scene in front of him, hesitant to join.

Armin took his fingers out of my mouth giving me a breather and reached for Connie’s cock. My throat felt empty, wanting something else shoved down it. My spit coated him perfectly, Connie's hips buckled in Armin’s hand desperate for friction. He grunted under Armin’s touch, pumping him slow and hard.

Eren used his thumb and index finger to make me finally face him. He had a sly smile on his face as he came closer. I could feel his breath trickle down my neck as he cooed,

“Let me know if I’m being too rough on you.”

I breathed in his scent, he smelled like the woods and vanilla. It was addicting. He kissed up my neck to my cheek and all over my face.

My body jerked from the sound of my panties being torn off. The cold air hitting my dripping pussy, my thighs sticky and hot on the wood beneath them. Eren slowly starts drawing circles around the outside of my cunt, My juices coating his finger.

The sound of my arousal echoed in the room along with my spit and Connie’s precum gliding up and down his dick.

I turn my head behind me when I feel the cold air on my back, Armin is now getting undressed by Connie as they giggle in between kisses. Eren is at my side slowly inserting his finger inside. His face is buried in my neck as he whispers,

“You fucking slut. Are you always this fucking wet?”

He added in a second finger. I was so wet his fingers slipped around my folds. His fingers were so cold.

“You have no fucking idea how long I’ve wanted to see you looking at me like this.

So weak and needy… Fuck you.” All I could do was whine.

I never saw eren as the degrading type but I’m not complaining.

“Beg me to go faster bitch, or I’ll stop.” He started to curl his fingers reaching for my g-spot. I huffed out a breath speechless, eyes blinking fast.

He grins at me, fingers still teasingly slow. “ You heard me. Beg.”

I feel like crying from frustration, I want to feel him so bad.

“Fuck Eren please- please go faster.” My eyes start to tear up when starts to move his fingers.

Let's see how he handles this,“I promise I’ll be good.” I grab his forearm, grinding up and down his fingers. This drives him crazy and he starts to pump his fingers aggressively in and out. His breath is shallow as he mumbles “You fucking bitch.” repeatedly.

I look around to see Connie leaving kisses all over Armin’s body, he looked angelic under Connie’s build. Armin’s tip was a light pink oozing with pre-cum, it curved to the left a little and had a vein pulsing out. God, I want to suck him off.

I look around and see Jean now standing in front of me. He looks concerned and yearningly at me. He kneels down moving my hair out of my face studying my expression, looking for a sign that this is ok. It’s hard to answer when Eren is making my legs shake, my thighs slapping against his wrist. I reach out to Jean and pull him closer.

Fuck I’m going to cum.

Jean reaches for my face and slides his thumb across my bottom lip. I want him to kiss me so bad. I’m coming close to the edge. I yank him by his hair and crash our lips together as I cum hard over Eren’s fingers. I moan in his mouth as my legs shake violently, my nails are now digging into Jean’s back, his skin is rough and his chest hair tickles my breast. Eren’s fingers slide out and he brings them to his mouth tasting his work. The sweetness dripped down his hand as he lapped at his fingers. He inserted his fingers again wanting more of my cum in his mouth.

Jean starts to whimper into my mouth,

“I’ve always wanted you… You’re so beautiful”. Even in a moment like this he manages to make me feel soft and loved.

Our lips disconnected when I feel Eren tug on my arm. He looks irritated and restless.

“I make you cum and you kiss this asshole.”

He grips the back of my head and shoves his tongue in my mouth. The kiss is sloppy and intoxicating. The idea of having Jean and Eren’s spit and my cum mixing in my mouth made me want more. I stop the kiss when I hear Armin gasp.

He is on his back, legs spread as Connie starts licking his hole, drawing circles with his tongue. Armin’s moans are high pitched and whiny.

I feel the urge to jump on him and grab his throat as I ride his hard cock. I want to hear him cry from pleasure and beg me to stop from overstimulation. My thoughts were interrupted when I felt something dripping on my thigh.

Eren is watching me waiting for me to grab him. There’s a wet spot on his briefs, I palm his covered cock and he shivers. I reach for him and pull it out. It springs out and hits my thigh. My eyes widened in delight. Jean is biting and sucking on my nipple causing me to wince. Eren’s dick feels wide and heavy in my palm.

“Look what you did to me, I’m so close and you’ve barely even touched me.

I want to cover you in my cum.”

Holy fuck he’s so needy, I wanna make him beg.

“Beg for me to let you come… beg for me baby”. I kiss him hastily sucking on his bottom lip.

He let out a long whine, his demeanor has changed. He was almost pathetic. I wanted to fuck the shit out of him.

“Fuck baby let me cum- you make me feel so good let me cum.”

He started moving his hips as he gripped the back of my leg to keep his balance. I start to rub along his tip with my thumb as I jerk him vigorously. I hope I’m doing this right. I can feel his hot cock pulsating under my grip. Hes close,

“ Make me cum, make me- Fuck”

He moaned with each thrust, I stopped to stare at his thighs bouncing up and down. His back arched when my body jumped from the hot slick that now covered my thigh.

Eren fell into me as his body withered against my burning skin. He wanted to be held, I kissed his chin leaving wet blotches all over him.

“You're amazing” he breathed before kissing my neck.

I gasped to see Jean kissing my thighs, pushing me on my back. I could feel Eren leave my side to join Armin and Connie.

He is so serious and determined. His stubble grazes my inner thighs as he leaves wet sloppy kisses around my lower lips. His chin is rough and prickly against my cunt. The wooden floor feels like ice on my skin, his strong hands intertwined with mine. He pecked my clit then paused.

“Can I?”

I looked down to see him staring right through me, he was so cautious and tender with me. I could only smile in response to his sweet gesture. I sat up using my elbow for support and pushed a strand of his hair behind his ear.

“Please.”

He kissed my hand and went back down, placing my legs over his shoulders. His tongue was long and soft, he opened my folds using his index finger. His cold finger pads contrasted with his hot breath.

“You’re so beautiful y/n.”

His words were muffled between my thighs. He sucked on my clit making me arch my back. His tongue swirled rapidly, I could feel my slick drip down to my ass. My eyes practically rolled to the back of my head. I was surprised to see Armin face to face.

He was on all fours, face planted on the floor. His neck was red covered in love bites. His face was contorted and covered in tears. His chest heaved as Eren inserted a finger into his hole as he gripped his ass with his other hand.

Connie watched from above as he stroked himself. Armin’s breathy moans echoed in my ear, I unwillingly whimpered along with him as Jean coated my pussy with his saliva.

Armin looked at me through hooded eyes, he struggled to move closer to me. I wanted to feel him. He pressed his forehead against mine as our moans filled the room. Jean hummed into my folds, stimulating my clit.

That same feeling in the pit of my stomach approached again. I could feel my legs shaking around Jean’s shoulders. He growled as he pushed my legs open, I gripped Armin’s hair as I released all over Jean’s tongue.

He sat up and watched the disheveled mess he made me with just his tongue. My cum dripped from his chin, he collected my juices with his thumb and sucked it clean. He looked up at Connie and they exchanged a sly smirk. Armin turned to see Eren rubbing his thick cock around the entrance of his hole.

“Are you ready?” Eren asked with concerned eyes.

Armin arched his back as he pushed his ass up needy for Eren’s inches. Jean stood up as Eren gilded himself into Armin inch by inch. The blonde yelped as he adjusted to his length. The sound of Eren’s dick spreading Armin’s ass was subtle and wet.

Connie was now in front of me, he dragged me by my hips and placed me perfectly in front of him. My legs were spreaded wide leaving my opened cunt exposed. I could barely see through my now blurry vision.

“Don’t get tired on me now sweetheart, I’m just getting started.”

I felt his oozing tip brush over my pussy. He slapped himself against me a few times before aligning himself at my opening.

“I'm going to put it in now.”

All the confidence Connie had before melted away. I could tell he was scared of hurting me. He slowly pushed himself in, his elongated tip molded my walls. I could feel myself shape around his length. I felt stuffed more than sore.

“Does it hurt?”

“Honestly… No.” Connie tilted his head in confusion, “seriously?”

I couldn’t help but chuckle at his little mannerisms. “I mean I think it's already ripped before you know?”

“When?”

“My first time using ODM Gear.” We both stared at each other for a moment and started laughing. Connie was no longer nervous anymore, he seemed more at ease and sure of himself. He lowered himself on top of me, his heavy build trapped me as he slowly started moving his hips. He kissed my face all over, just like the way I did once before.

My walls moving up and down his cock made loud sticky sounds. He found comfort in my neck as he sucked on my ear, whispering sweet nothings. I latched my legs around his chiseled hips, my hands feeling all over his back. He was smooth, his tan skin was glowing under the light. There was something about Connie that made me feel comfortable. I don’t have to worry about how I look or sound. I can be free and as needy as I want to be. Desperate for him to be deeper inside me I grabbed his ass, using my legs to pull him in closer. His ass jiggled slightly as he thrusted into me.

Our tender and intimate moment was interrupted when Armin let out a gastly gag. Jean was balls deep in his mouth. A small puddle of his drool laid under him. His bruised ass was smacking against Eren’s groin.

For someone who is usually quiet in public Armin was a screamer in the bedroom. I’ve never heard him so loud and demanding. He looked up at Jean with tears in his eyes, Jean was grunting and pounding away at his throat.

“Fuck I can’t resist”, Jean hunched down and kissed Armin. Their tongues swirled around each other as soft gasps left Armin’s throat. Jean caressed his face as he licked the blonde’s tears running down his flushed cheeks. Behind the two Eren twitched and buckled against Armin. His once perfect long hair was now tangled and damp with sweat. He yanked himself out of Armin, his hot slick covering the smaller’s back. Eren’s bare body sunk to the floor heaving and shaking.

Jean shoved himself back inside the blonde’s mouth, bobbing Armin’s head up and down for him. Connie grew impatient wanting so desperately to finish. He gripped my hips harshly, rough enough to leave a bruise. I want his hand marks all over me. I want to show them off, I want him to dig his nails into me and carve the surface.

In one swift motion he flipped me over, taking himself out for a second only to shove it back in. I felt tight. My legs could barely support my weight as Connie squeezed my ass. A low sob found its way out of my throat.

My breast felt smashed against the now hot and wet floor. Connie’s hands found their way in my hair lifting my head off the ground.

His dick twitched inside me,

“Fuck I’m gonna cum-”, I turned around taking his cream coated length out of my gaping hole. I reached for him, pumping fast. His dick slid in and out of my grasp with ease.

“Open your pretty fucking mouth”

My eyes shut when Connie squirted all over my face. He tasted salty and sweet, the warm cream dripping down the corners of my mouth. Connie fell to the floor as he started to come down from his high. Across the room Jean started to lose the steady rhythm he used to mercifully mouth fucked Armin in. It was only a few moments when he filled Armin’s mouth with his cum. They both fell to the floor breathless, Armin however was still whiny and frustrated.

His cock was still hard and twitching from the slightest breeze. Poor baby hasn’t cum yet. With the last of my energy I had left, I crawled to Armin. He was grinding the air in frustration. I peered down at him, his eyes were begging, pleading me to fuck him.

I straddled him, my wet thighs sticking to his, he looked so weak, so desperate. I leaned down, he smelled like lavender and sweat. I kissed his cheeks where Connie left marks. He was so warm and damp. I licked the remains of Jean’s cum off his cheeks.

Jean tasted more light and silky. The others lay sprawled on the floor watching us in a daze.

I helped Armin center his length at my opening. He slipped in easily with the amount of my arousal dripping out from the sides. He was thinner than Connie but long. His cold hands found my hips as he guided me slowly up and down his dick.

I squeezed his chest trying to keep my balance. His tip grazed the back of my cervix with every thrust. Tears started to form in my eyes, I don’t know how much more I can take. Armin musters up the strength to sit up. I’m now using his shoulders as support and I start to bounce on his dick. My body is shaking violently, I leave scratch marks down his back as he winces in my face.

He looks me straight in the eye and I can’t look away. His lips were plump with a red tint, his features were soft and round. Without thinking I said,

“You’re so pretty” in between thrusts. He started to smile and wrap his arms around me.

“Call me that again.” he cries.

“My pretty boy”, our lips crash together as we fasten our pace. Armin’s breath starts to get shallow as he mutters absolute nonsense. He brings his hand down rubbing my swollen clit. The heat between my legs is building rapidly, I’m gonna come. My hips lock as I reach my orgasim, I squirt leaving a mess all over him.

my cunt clenched around him bringing him close to the edge. His eyes are rolling back as his mouth hangs open. I quickly lift off of him and Armin explodes on my stomach. I fall into Armin as he catches me with one arm and lays me on my side. He sighs out of relief and falls next to me. I reach for him, wrapping my arms around his neck.

I lay there for a moment, our heartbeats going steady. Did that really just happen? The last thing I see is Armin laying next to me; his eyes are closed with little snores escaping his lips before I sink into nothingness.

I hear soft whispers and floor boards creaking when I wake. I’m warm and under a blanket. My legs are now dried and I am fully clothed. My privates are sore and aching. I open my eyes to see Armin sleeping peacefully on Connie's shoulder.

His blonde hair is covering his eyes. Connie plays with his hair as he inhales his scent. Jean is next to them, his knees are touching his chest as he sits and watches me.

I look up to see Eren staring into space. He’s massaging my head as I lay on his lap. The room smells like bleach and morning dew. Almost like the first day of spring. It’s early morning. The Captain should be here soon to collect us. I stay there silent. What should I say?

My mind goes blank. I just lost my virginity… and to top it off it was with the guys I cared about most. It looks like Eren, Jean and Connie cleaned us and the mess up. We all look tired and drunk in anticipation. Will things be different?

Was last night a huge mistake?

I snap out of my thoughts when Eren glides his finger on the bridge of my nose. He’s been watching me, reading my mind. “ everythings gonna be ok. Don’t look so worried.”

I sat up a little, fear plastered on my face, “ How do you know that? What if we change?”

He paused and then smiled, “Cause it’s us y/n… We're all we got.”

I sink back down to his lap thinking this over. How bad can it be? Being friends and occasionally getting some action. I have nothing to worry about, right? Eren goes back to sensually massaging the back of my head and I relax into Eren’s touch. I feel safe and warm. I’m with my guys.