#🖇️ dilf december

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☆ DAY ONE: IZUKU MIDORIYA ☆

dilf!izuku x f!reader

wc: 1.2K

warning: masturbation, breeding, manhandling, rough sex, daddy kink, MNDI

a/n: mhm! mhm! rough daddy deku got me all hot and bothered

dilf december collab

dilf!izuku - the world's sweetheart, let alone japan's. the hero that everyone either wants to be, or wants to be with. how can you not love him? crows feet along the sides of his eyes, the softest smile splayed across his face as the roots of his curly green hair turn grey. always looking to help out anyone who needs it. theres no discrimination in his body, if you are someone in need and he'll help you. 

deku has become very close with kacchan's family as he doesn't have one of his own. helping out with dinner almost every night and taking care of katsuki's kids from time to time. due to their hero work katsuki hired an au pair to look after the kids so they don't have to worry about them when they're out on missions. deku's heart does a flip the moment he lays eyes on you. he sees you by the kitchen sink, with katsuki's little girl clad on your hip, as you sway slightly while washing her hands getting all the red paint off of it. 

you get quite a fright to see the number one hero behind you, but he immediately introduces himself, fumbling over his words and turning absolutely red in the face. the number one hero? blushing? a sight that had only been seen by you, and katsuki who was watching by the door. after you left, katsuki gave deku a stern talking to about how he _should absolutely get over this ditzy crush of his before anything bad happens_. deku never listens to kacchan, does he?

he ought to get a grip. whenever he has just a minute of peace, his mind replays the first moment he met you. he can't seem to get you off of his mind. late nights, laying in bed after a mission, he's exhausted. he's pent up. he needs release. he needs...you. his hands run down his body till they land on his growing erection. god, the man is touch starved. he needed to feel your hands on him. but for now, his own will suffice. 

he pulls his hard cock out of his pants and begins stroking it slowly as images of you flash through his mind. you bent over his desk at the agency as he fucks you till you can't walk, or fucking you on the counter in katsuki's kitchen as he "helps" you make dinner. his hips stutter as he bucks into his hand, fucking it as if it was you. wishing he could feel your tight cunt on his cock as he pulls you down onto it, making you take it all.

he hated his depraved mind. now every single time he looked at you, he wanted to take you right there. he couldn't stop thinking about how beautiful you'd look on your knees, makeup and tears painting that pretty little face of yours as his cock slipped in and out of your mouth. the way you'd whine and beg for him to fill you up. he was insatiable.

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not long after he learned about your feelings towards him, he was more than excited. he wasting no time. he waited for kachan to be busy on night patrol before he made his move. he had your clothes off in mere seconds as he pins your arms above your head. you protest slightly, as katsuki's children were right upstairs. izuku shushes you slightly, capturing you in a deep kiss. the kiss was heated, and filled with lust, love and other emotions you couldn't quite place. your body melted into his, your legs wrapping around him to grind up into his crotch, desperate for his touch. deku grows impatient and grabs you and turns you over, pushing your face into the couch.

"make one sound, and i'll make sure you don't get to cum."

his voice was low, commanding and it made the wetness between your legs increase by the second. he lifted your skirt up and ripped your panties off. he was dying to know what it felt like inside of you, just once. he leans down and whispers sweet nothings into your ear, how much of a good girl you were, while finger-fucking your cunt to make it ready for him. you heard his belt unbuckle and his pants unzip. you turned your head slightly to get a look of what was to be inside you and your jaw dropped. his cock was huge, angry red tip just aching to feel something.

before you could even respond, he removed his fingers and replaced it with his cock. you bit onto the pillow in front of to, trying to cover up the shriek that almost left your mouth. your eyes were rolling back, tears were running down your cheeks. your legs were shaking and he'd only just put it in. he was balls deep, tip already kissing your cervix so prettily. he groaned into your neck as he started to move, feeling the way your walls flutter and clench around him. he was intoxicated by your muffled moans and inviting pussy.

his pace increased as he straightened out, hands grabbing at your hips as he fucked you at an unrelenting pace. all you could hear was the sound of skin hitting skin, and the muffled moans you let out. izuku had to swallow the deep groans that threatened to leak out of his mouth. the man was in heaven. his hips couldn't be stopped, his orgasm approached slowly.

"fuck i'm gonna cum inside you. gonna make you so full you can barely stand up."

your body couldn't handle the rough pace at which he was going. the knot in your belly begged to be undone. you pleaded and pleaded, asking him to let you cum, trying to not moan in between. he just chuckled and pulled you up by your hair, your back arching so perfectly as his cock pistoned in and out of you.

"you wanna cum? huh, slut? wanna cum on daddy's cock as your boss's kids are asleep upstairs? then cum for me."

your body followed his command before you had the time to register what was happening. your pussy clenched so hard around his cock is pushed him over the edge too. he filled you up so well, cum trickling out as he thrusted a few more times.

your body collapsed on the couch, unable to stay up. he pulled out and leaned down to kiss your forehead. he slowly got up from the couch and ran quickly upstairs, grabbing a wet cloth and coming back down. he sat next to you, stroking your hair as he cleaned himself up, you and the couch.

he slowly lifted you up and sat you on his lap as your snuggled into his chest. he made sure you were okay, still stroking your hair, telling you how good you were for him. it's like he was a different person than he was just a minute ago, but you loved it. his sweet nerdy side contrasting with his cold demanding side. it was like two sides to a coin that only you knew about, and it made your heart flutter.

he told himself that this was it. he satiated his thirst and he wouldn't get tempted again. he looked down to see the sweet smile on your face and it made his heart race. could he ever give you up? maybe he doesn't really want to.

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DILF NANAMI | Dilf December Collab

a/n: this is part two of the first piece I wrote for the Dilf December collab hosted by @r1nf4iry. I felt like it needed a part two because I just wanted to write some smut for this wonderful specimen of a man. For context, Y/n is a dental hygienist and Nanami has a daughter, Emiko. Here’s part one. I hope you enjoy!

content: Nanami keeps meeting you around, and his feelings for you become ever more real...

warnings: MDNI (it’s on sight) Nanami x fem!reader, au where Nanami is a retired sorcerer and has a child, fluff, crack, angst??? Nanami is just a bit insecure, strong language, age gap (roughly ten years), use of japanese honorifics (do not be shy to tell me if i don't use them properly, i did some research, but i’m not japanese), alchohol consumption (they are not drunk, maybe tipsy), smut, nothing too out there, oral (fem receiving), breath play??? You suffocate him with your thighs, he loves that, praise kink, dirty talk, nipple play, body worship, unprotected sex (this is fiction, so use protection), no skin color/hair texture/body type mentioned, whole lotta feelings

w/c: 9k i went overboard but I JUST LOVE THIS MAN

Reblogs and likes are appreciated!

The few weeks after Emiko’s visit Kento can’t get you out of his mind

Yes, you were a sight for sore eyes

Yes, he found you intriguing

Yes, you surprised him with what you could do

But it wasn’t because of that

It was just that Emiko wouldn’t shut up about you

Awwww 🥺

Everytime she had to brush her teeth, it was “Y/N-san did it this way”

When Nanami and Emiko were strolling around she run up to a total stranger thinking that it was you

Gave Nanami a whole heart attack

When he catches up with her, the poor lady is calmly explaining that she doesn’t know any Y/N (when Emiko got close she realized that she just looked like you, so she asked if you were sisters)

Nanami is doing everything to apologize, bowing profusely

Poor bby, Emiko is really a handful

Emiko even mentions you to her mom

Nanami is shocked when he receives a call from mama Emiko, all smug asking about a certain Y/N

“When were you going to tell me you found someone? Hm, Kento?” 😏

Nanami was sooo embarrassed, he is denying everything

y is u lyin, I know you want me 😒😒😒

Mama Emiko knows him well

He may be all calm and collected, but she can almost see him blushing in embarrassment

Nanami explains that you are just a dental hygienist Emiko seems to have fallen in love with

I luv u too bb🥰

Mama Emiko accepts the explanation

She reasons that Kento doesn’t need to know that Emiko herself said that he was giving you heart eyes😁👀

The end of the month is approaching and like every month, Kento and Emiko go on a daddy daughter date

He knows how much work can keep him away from his little love, so he does his best to spend the most time with her

He always takes her to different places

Places he finds special

This time, he goes for something a bit more simple

He takes her to his favourite bakery

He promised her a treat for the nice grades she got at school recently

Purrr 💅🏾💅🏾

Emiko is super excited when she sees the place; she hasn’t been there in ages

Mrs Kimura is lowkey shocked when she sees how much she’s grown

She’s so pretty and poised that she just gives her free pastries

Nanami is lowkey jealous

He also wants those nice fuming dorayakis

But he doesn’t complain too much because he doesn’t even get to pay, even after insisting with Mrs Kimura

He does slip a nice amount in the tip jar tho

A grateful and generous king

Just when their about to step out of the bakery, someone pushes the door in the opposite direction

Nanami is already ready to fight, because his little girl almost tripped

All that stops him from losing his cool is Emiko excited squeal

“Y/n-san!” an incredulous, yet thrilled gasp escapes Emiko’s chest while she lunges towards your leg.

You most definitely did not expect such a strong grip, or the shrill voice of a child, or Emiko’s dazzling smile.

Your face of surprise quickly turned into one of delight.

“Well, hello there!”

Nanami just stand there looking at you and Emiko just talking and laughing

He loves likes the way you compliment her for her new cut

Emiko can’t stop babbling about how different you look without your usual scrubs and surgical cap

Nanami himself appreciates the way your hair frames your face and even your sense of style

He’s basically hypnotized by you

So much so that you catch him staring👀

Just confess alreadyyyyy i’m ready to be your wifeeeeee 👰🏾🤰🏾

He shrugs it off, politely greeting you and lying confessing that he didn’t recognize you

You believe him without questioning him, even if you did see the softness in his eyes

You end up talking a bit, with mrs. Kimura lowkey eavesdropping ✋🏻👂🏻

She’s never seen Nanami-san talk to a woman like that

She doesn’t even know who Emiko’s mom is and she knows that he isn’t married

She means nothing bad i promise, but she is a bit nosy

Same sis 🙋🏾‍♀️

Same with Kento, clearly

“Do you come here often?”

There it was again. His curious side, that is. You smirked at the realization. You weren’t exactly mad about such a handsome man showing some interest in you.

“No, it’s my first time here,” you admitted.

Nanami silently nodded in response, eyes on Emiko, who was now playing with the hem of your coat. He was about to speak, if it were not for Mrs Kimura’s interjection.

“Even if she lives upstairs”.

The little grin on the woman’s lips made her joking tone transpire, making you laugh in turn. Emiko was excited to know something new about you and Nanami couldn’t deny that the sparks of something unknown lit up deep in his chest, even if he readily stopped himself from indulging in the feeling.

“I’m no detective, but I see you leaving that door each morning,” she continued, pointing at the entrance of your apartment complex.

The speed at which Nanami followed the woman’s indication was something that he would have rather forgotten, regretting it the second his eyes fell on you, seemingly amused by his antics.

He was just curious, nothing more. There was nothing wrong with that, right?

Yeah, right👀

Anyways you and the Nanami pair part ways

Emiko keeps waving at you while they walk away, so you just stand there awkwardly waving back until they disappear around the corner

She’s too cute😍😍😍

All that Nanami thinks about is the fact that he owes you an apology

You helped his little girl and he always treated you coldly, even asking invasive questions at times

He kinda hates himself for it, because he can tell that you’re a good person and that you didn't deserve it

So he makes it a plan to say sorry the next time he sees you

That is why he casually finds himself roaming that area of the city after work, even when he lives and works on the other side of Tokyo

That is why he visits the bakery more often, unknowingly confirming Mrs. Kimura’s suspicions, especially with the way he always seems to eye your door

Yes, that is why he’s there, in the nearby park, eating a nice sandwich after work, trying to muster the courage to speak to you, sitting not too far away

He realizes that Emiko was like a bridge, her affection giving him access to you

But now that she’s not here, he feels a bit lost

The thought of fearful Nanami makes me go😩

He is being a bit stalkerish here tho🧐

But as soon as he starts walking toward you, you get up and walk back home

😭😭😭

Saying that he was disappointed is an understatement

He doesn’t give up tho

It’s the Nanami Kento, and he does not half ass things

So he keeps trying, spending quite a bit of money at the bakery

Mrs Kimura right now 🤑🤑🤑

But she lowkey feels bad, because she knows Kento is a decent man, and he seems like a lost puppy always coming back obviously in hopes to find you 😔

Two weeks have passed, and Nanami has not seen you since that time in the park

At this point he gives up trying, concluding that you’ve probably forgotten about everything, and that if the chance arises he’ll do his part and say sorry

But after a long, stressful day, his feet almost instinctively take him to the bakery, and since he’s in a bad mood he buys a couple of really nice pastries

He decides to go the park and sit on his favourite bench, already imagining the sweetness comforting him from the tension that grips his shoulders

That’s when he annoyedly huffs at the sight of someone already there, until he realizes that it’s…

“L/n-san?” a deep, curt voice speaks behind you. It seemed that also today, peacefully unwinding wouldn’t have been an option. Despite the lush green surrounding you, relax seemed like a distant mirage, with you hopelessly abandoning any pursuit of loneliness.

“Yes, how may I help you?”

Your back was still facing the unknown man, since you were trying to contain yourself. It had been a really bad day since everything seemed to conspire against you since the crack of dawn, but you didn't want to just dump everything on a polite stranger.

At the lack of response, you turned around, quickly recognizing the man.

A tense smile graces your lips, feeling half guilty and half surprised.

"Nanami-san! How are you doing?"

Kento did not let himself be taken aback by your embarrassingly loud voice, if anything he found it slightly comical. You clearly seemed in a bad mood earlier, and you were probably regretting being so cranky. You didn't even ask why a stranger would know your last name.

"I'm well, thank you. How about you?"

The setting sun was casting beautiful shadows on his face, delicately highlighting the sharp but elegant lines of his face. The brown of his eyes seemed to take on an amber tinge, smoothly mixing with the orange rays that painted the sky.

"I'm better now," you murmured.

Nanami's face only partially emoted his confusion, his brows almost imperceptibly rising. You quickly catched on to his puzzled silence, filling it on your own.

"I mean," you nervously chuckled. "I got to unwind a bit here, after work. I mean it was a long day today, I feel better because I’m.…in the park enjoying the leaves!”

“Leaves?” Nanami’s brow quirks up, the corner of his lip shyly following. You don’t notice though.

“Yeah, plants, leaves, whatever. I like the green,” you rambled, looking away from him, embarrassment eating you alive. With his face behind you, you could only imagine the expression he was having at that moment. Still stoic, but mildly annoyed, you imagine.

“Green?” he asked, sounding almost…teasing? The look on his face seemed to confirm it, and you swear that that little smirk suited him more than it should have. He was now sitting next to you, readily waiting for your reply. He moved with so much grace and humble confidence, something you weren’t able to catch on earlier, probably because he had always kept that rigid salaryman persona that made him look so aloof. His demeanour became more suave, a dash of charm dancing in his voice.

Daddy Kento is becoming a bit more comfortable with us

Please do sir😌

You meet at the park quite often after this, almost as if you had an unspoken deal

Mondays and thursdays after work, you were both there, in the park talking

You just have conversations, nothing more

Kento is such an insightful man and you notice how he’s so mature, stable and balanced (sexy af 😩)

Under the stern, stoic exterior, he’s very thoughtful and caring

You lowkey wonder why he’s single

Same😐

You don’t know if to pursue him, so you test the waters before committing

You invite him for a drink

“Are you ok, L/N-san?”

Good. Your plan worked. You knew how Nanami was scarily observant, noticing the smallest things about his surroundings at all times.

"Yeah…", you begin, lightly coughing with your hand on your chest. "I think my throat was a bit too dry for the bread."

It wasn't a lie, per se, but it was definitely not the truth. After trying to find a way to smoothly ask him out without actually doing so, all that came to your mind was this: "choking" on some bread to then drag him to the nearby café.

Not the best plan, yes, but you were almost fully sure that Nanami would have seen your slightly uncomfortable swallowing. A perfect segway to a nice chat in front of a hot drink.

"Do you want water? I have some if you wish," he offers, already pulling his own water bottle out of his leather work bag.

Shit. You hadn’t planned this.

You instantly refused, maybe a bit too emphatically. You were hoping he took it as you not demanding anything from him, but the littlest frown casted over his features, just to be wiped away by a small, polite smile.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Kento honestly felt stupid. Offering you water, from his used bottle? Were you even that close? Were you dating? He should have known better. You obviously didn’t want to share it with him. He felt even more stupid when the disappointment washed over him. He felt almost feverishly angry at himself for letting go like this, especially at his age. He was silently contemplating leaving, since he seemed to be only collecting embarrassing moments with you. You probably thought he was old fool who just-

“Nanami-san?” Your gentle voice called him from the dark pit he was burying himself within, pulling him back to reality.

“Are you ok?”

Nanami blinked a few times, looking up to you. Were you standing before? Were you leaving? Was it because of him?

“I’m good…thanks.” He mumbles, almost forgetting his manners. You wondered what could have gotten him so flustered, not that he really showed it on his face. You were getting to know him decently well, and you learnt that he wasn't a very expressive man. So it wasn’t farfetched to assume that he was maybe…fearful?

“Are you leaving?” His voice was flat, but a drop of humiliation seemed to taint his tone. Your heart unknowingly tightened at that.

“No Nanami-san, I just wanted to go to a cafe to drink something.”

Shit. He was right. You were leaving. There was nothing to be sad about, he quickly reasoned. He just ruined his chances with you and all he could do was leave you alone and not bother you anymore. You didn’t deserve him and his gaffes; he wanted better for you. Deeply embarrassed, he grabbed his work bag and jacket, ready to go.

“Then I will take my leave”. He announced, bowing and uncharacteristically avoiding your gaze.

Why was he bowing so deeply? Was he sorry? But, God, why was he leaving?

Panic bolted through you when you saw Nanami turn away from you, his back now facing you. Right. You hadn’t asked him anything.

“Wait, Nanami-san!” He stopped in his tracks, already quite a bit far from you. He reluctantly turned around, waiting for you to speak again. He didn’t know if to feel happy or childish that you ended up calling him back, even just to greet him. Because that’s what, in his mind, you wanted.

“Would you want to come with me?”

To your surprise, he accepts, and you end up at the cafe

He’s completely forgotten about how you’re not coughing anymore

But no worries, you’ve forgotten as well

Your plan worked, and now you’re sipping on a warm drink

It’s almost dinner time, so the place is quite empty

The two of you sit in a secluded corner, quietly laughing at the funny names you read on the menu behind the counter

“Super swirl strawberry shortcake sundae sounds intriguing” he wondered, curiously eying the bright neon letters on the led screen.

You huffed a chuckle. “Sounds like diabetes to me.”

“Oh, Y/N-san, live a little. Couldn’t hurt too much, right?”

“Says the one with four filled teeth.” You were leaning into him with a shit-eating grin on your face. You didn’t fail to notice how he used your name or the little blush he developed, probably from how close you were.

You expected a smirk, a snort maybe, but definitely not this. Nanami’s shoulders shook while his deep voice slipped into his laugh making it sound so sophisticated and warm. His face brightened up, and you couldn’t stop admiring the crinkling at the edge of his eyes or his dazzling smile or the way he shyly covered his face. You were truly mesmerised by Kento’s effortless beauty. Once he calmed down, you quickly looked away, a dumb, dazed smile set on your lips.

Yall

I can’t 😭

Nanami laughing😭😭

y/n is a lucky bitch, fuck😒

I’m tryna be like you, ma boy

You are slowly but steadily falling for this man

You can also see how comfortable he’s getting around you

And needless to say, but you love it

Sadly the “date” is cut short

Nanami has work the day after, you too and it’s past dinner time Nanami wanted to lowkey ask you out for a light dinner in some nice place but he got scared because he didn’t want to overdo it

You can ask me out anytime baby boy 😎😘

Monday comes around, and Nanami walks to the bakery then straight to the park

He waits, but you don’t come

He doesn’t worry too much, he’ll probably get to see you on thursday

Except he doesn’t

He doesn’t for a good few weeks

He doesn’t see you, but it gives him the time to truly assess his feelings for you

He hates how he’s feeling like a teenager all over again with his little crush, namely you

He hates how nice you are to Emiko, and how much she likes you

He hates how you didn’t let his stern persona scare you off

He hates how caring you are, occasionally catching you helping Mrs Kimura at the bakery, cheeks adorably covered in flour

He hates how cultured you are, judging by the deep conversations the two of you have had

He hates how cute you look when you trip over your words, looking in the distance to calm yourself down and start your sentence over

He hates how bold and strong you can be, pridefully defending your boundaries

He hates how comfortable he is with your feather-light, unintentional touches

He hates how he wants more, his heart skipping a beat in hopes that you deliberately continue

He hates how he has accepted that his feelings have become less innocent with time

But most of all, he hates how he may be the only one feeling this way, with you considering him nothing but a friend

Kennnnn 😔

Time passes and soon, it’s almost april

Which also means end of the financial year💴

Which mainly means super stressed and overworked Nanami

On this particularly horrible day, Nanami loses a client and his boss goes batshit crazy on him

He totally ignores how the dude didn’t even like their company that much, putting all the blame on Kento

🙄🖕🏾

Nanami’s obviously feeling down, frustrated and unappreciated

Please don’t bae💘

During his walk home, he decides last minute to go to the bakery, just to at least end the week on a good note

It’s drizzling outside, in typical spring fashion, but Nanami reasons that he’ll be quick and get back home

All he’s thinking about is laying down on his couch, eat a nice meal and drink some sake

Too bad that by the time he buys his pastry it’s pouring outside

And he doesn’t have an umbrella

He’s mad yall 😳

He resorts to running back to the metro station, but the rain somehow intensifies

He quickly gives up, hiding under the entrance of a random apartment complex in the area

He has to find a way to get back home

Nanami was drenched. His hair, skin and clothes were all dripping. He remembered about his stop at the bakery, but just the sight of the tearing paper bag once he tried to open it made him want to scream in frustration. He couldn’t even count on Emiko to cheer him up when he got home. She was with this mother this week, since he wanted to avoid neglecting her for the sake of work.

His wrist watch indicated that it was exactly 8:27 PM. He didn’t have time to feel sorry for himself, and since his train was in about fifteen minutes, he needed to think quickly. His eyes scanned the area, inspecting the various illuminated signs that brightened up the neighborhood. He was looking for any kind of convenience store, or anywhere he could buy an umbrella.

Upon not seeing anything. He grabbed his phone, the shivers making droplets fall from his hair to his phone screen. Even the simple fact that he couldn’t wipe his phone screen dry because of his wet clothes made Nanami inch towards madness a bit more.

He contemplated asking someone passing by, but chaos ensued with the falling rain, people running to shelter or speeding under their umbrellas, looking forward to getting somewhere undeniably dry.

He sees someone walk in his direction and he gets ready to ask for information before he gets interrupted.

“Nanami-san?”

It’s us lol

The man was too stunned to speak

He lowkey forgot about us he didn’t, he just thinks of other things so that we don’t drive him crazy

He forgets about his objective

“L/n-san, what are you doing here?”

There he was again with his last name calling. The few weeks apart had drifted one from each other. You decided to not make a big deal out of it, opting instead for a small snort at his question

“I live here, remember?” At his silence, you turned around and pointed at the bakery in the distance, instantly getting a small reaction from him.

Always so contained, you thought..

You notice his wet clothes, eyes widening in worry.

“I came here running from the bakery and it started raining.” He admitted, seeming a bit defeated. “Do you know where I can find a convenience store? I need to buy an umbrella”. He pointed at yours, and for a split second you were tempted to lend it to him, thinking that it would have given you an excuse to see him again.

But a feeling of opportunity and something much more voracious was slowly crawling on your skin. It was feeding off the way his white dress shirt clung to his chest, or the way his hair fell disheveled on his forehead, stray tufts swaying under the weight of the water; the innocent, helpless look in his eyes that contrasted with the almost sinful, athletic body you had suspected he had. The wet skin of his face shimmered thanks to the light of the nearby traffic, red hues flowing across the sharp planes of his graying temples.

“Nanami-san…it’s cold outside and you’re all wet.” You tried to reason, while your hand gestured towards his weighed down attire. “You’re going to get sick by the time you get home.”

Nanami’s spine was coursed through by shudders, whether it was because of the cold or the way you were eying him up and down, he still had to understand. You had stated a simple fact, but it seemed that something else was about to follow your initial sentence, something that he could guess and that he secretly wanted you to say.

“Do you want to come upstairs? I mean, until the rain stops”.

He gasped, but in between honking cars and wet, running footsteps, you didn’t hear. His eyes bore into yours, trying to glean any type of information. What were your intentions?

Whatever they were, he couldn’t say he cared. Not with the way your shiny doe eyes looked up at him so beautifully from under your transparent umbrella. How could he, when you looked like a higher being, unscathed by the cursed, pouring rain that soaked everything around you? Could he, especially with the inviting warmth radiating off your body?

He simply couldn’t hold back.

“Ok.”

You and Nanami go upstairs

He loves the idea of getting to see where you live, but he is a bit apprehensive

He literally doesn’t walk in until you ask him to

I just want to hug him

He takes one step in and just stays there, telling you that he doesn’t want to ruin your floor

You then offer him to put his clothes in the dryer while he showers

He accepts

You lowkey can’t believe that this fine man is in your bathroom butt naked, but you try not to think about it

He, on the other hand is curiously and discreetly looking through your cabinets

He isn’t proud of himself, but he can’t help it

I am guilty of this as well

You lightly gasp when you see him walking out of the bathroom with a black hoodie and grey sweatpants

😏

“Are these for your…boyfriend?”

“Boyfriend? Oh no, Nanami-san, they are my brother’s”

He hates how he’s happy you don’t seem to have anyone in your life

The rain doesn’t seem to stop, so you offer him some dinner

“Now? It’s…9.22. I don’t want to disturb you.” he explains, checking the clock on the wall.

“No worries, Nanami-san, I haven’t had dinner yet.”

As if on cue, his stomach grumbles, right when he was about to refuse your offer. You giggle a bit, already turning around to check the fridge.

“Do you always eat this late?” His grave voice startles you, sounding unexpectedly close. He had gotten up from the couch and was now leaning on the counter, carefully observing you, his demeanor calm and relaxed.

“Yeah, usually.” You croak, your voice a bit breathy. You had tried to not look at him too much, fearing that he would have understood what was festering in your mind, but right now, it was inevitable.

The way the hoodie highlighted the broadness of his shoulders was intoxicating, to not speak about the way the sweatpants hanged low on his-

“Is that wine?” He asks, interrupting your progressively lewd thoughts.

“Um- yeah! You want some?” You were scurrying to grab the bottle, making Nanami lightly smile at your eagerness. He hadn’t even answered you.

“Now,” you warn, still holding the bottle tight to your chest. He doesn’t fail to notice the way your chest seems to spill around the glass, but he tries not to think too much about it. He hums to urge you to continue. “I know you love drinking.”

His eyebrows shoot up. He was oddly more expressive tonight. “Love is a big word…Let’s say I particularly enjoy it.”

“In any case, drumroll please” You theatrically announce, earning a big smile from him as he rhythmically tapped the wooden counter. What possibly did you have up your sleeve?

“I know you are a wine connoisseur, but I’m no expert in wine,” He’s now looking at you with a smirk making his lips twitch. “You have indeed tried the best merlot, pinot, prosecco, moscato, champagne and whatever french wine is out there.” You continue, mocking his voice. He is amused by the little show you are putting on for him, even if prosecco and moscato were definitely not French. Your heart skips a beat when you see his hand rest under his chin, his brown eyes locking with yours.

“But I’m sure that a distinct man like yourself has not tried the wonderful and delicate bubbliness of this rosé.” You conclude placing down the bottle, maybe a bit too violently, with Nanami chuckling at you.

“Oh, wow. You got rosé…I wonder where you bought it. I’ve been having a real hard time finding some, you know?”

His voice is animated, lowering and raising in tone and cadence. You mistakenly take it as a genuine question.

“Oh no, Nanami-san, I got it from the grocery store down the street. It’s nothing special, really. I was just joking.”

A dark laugh comes from him, his eyes set on the bottle. “Don’t worry, I figured.”

His aura is heavy, suffocating, but all in the best way possible. You feel like your head is spinning, even if the bottle is sitting there, unopened.

“Oh you were joking all this time.” You try to play it down with a light laugh, rubbing your eyes from the tiredness.

His eyes shoot towards you and something grabs hold of him. He doesn’t know what it is, but he knows that it begs him to get closer to you.

“Please, call me Kento.”

You freeze at his invitation. His eyes hold a look of welcome and tenderness that ties in perfectly with his small grin.

“Kento-san?”

“Please, just Kento.”

I’m sweating

You know he’s down bad when he lets you call him by name even if your like twelve years younger

Nana- Kento is head over heels for us

Purr as he should😌

He keeps swirling the pale pink liquid in his wine glass, slowly sipping it. You didn't expect anything different from a man like him.

“Do you know wine ruins your teeth more than soda?” You immediately regret blurting that out.

“Oh really?” He seems to appreciate the information, now that he is facing you and not his glass.

“Yeah, I was surprised too when I learned it back in the day.” You sigh looking outside the window, water drops still flowing against the glass. His little huff captures your attention.

“You say that as if you were old,” The joking lilt in his voice catches you off guard, but you play along, careless of where it could have taken you.

“Who said I’m old. That’s you.”

Nanami grabs his chest in a joking manner, his head shaking from side to side.

“I’m not old!”

“Says the one who thought I was too young to treat his daughter.”

He sighs, a smile plastered on his face. “Did you have to go there?”

You simply shrug. “No, but I really wanted to.” You keep sipping your wine, never breaking eye contact with him. You felt like you were getting a bit bolder and you knew that it was from the alcohol.

“How old are you? If you don’t mind me asking.” His tone is low, collected, even if slightly languid. He doesn’t know why he’s asking this, but in exchange of his first name, this was ok, right?

You hum pensively, setting your glass and your elbows on the counter. Your eyes are leveled up with his until his travel a bit lower stopping at your lips. The whole exchange makes your body burn.

“Why do you want to know, Kento?”

He seems to think of an answer when his eyes sink even lower towards his glass. “I’m curious.”

“You don’t strike me as a curious man.”

“When something catches my eye, I am.” He mumbles it, a bit too quickly. He’s shooting his shot, you think, and he’s getting a bit shy. How cute. Or he couldn’t hold back anymore.

You couldn’t choose which one you preferred.

“How old are you, Kento?” You lean a bit closer, and you hear him gasp. He loves the way his name sounds from your lips and he can’t stop himself from imagining you saying it in a much more unhinged way.

“Why do you wanna know?” His words were slurring, and his prim and proper persona was slipping. He didn’t care anymore.

“I’m curious as well, but I think you already knew that, didn’t you Kento?” Your voice is undeniably dripping with desire, playing with his ears and tickling his neck.

He swallows. Hard. “Yeah”

You don’t know what happens from there onwards. Nor you or him. All you realize is that you’re kissing fervently on the couch, Nanami’s hands roaming your body in heated curiosity.

“Nan- Nanami-san.” You mewl at the sensation of his tongue gliding across your neck with his warm breath making your body tremble.

He stops, searching your eyes, and for a second he fears that he misread the signs, that you didn’t actually want this, and that he let his greediness take over. Your hands find their way to his face, gently caressing his tense brows.

“Can we take this to the bedroom?”

Without a word, or maybe a muffled groan of relief, he grabs your arms, finally making you stand on your feet. You take his hand and hurriedly walk to the bedroom, his hands already spinning you around to kiss you again.

He’s warm, gentle, but urgent and needy at the same time as he expertly sucks on your tongue and on your lips. He cradles your face in big hands as yours end up on his arms, now that he’s on top of you.

By the time he breaks the kiss, you’re dizzy from the lack of oxygen, but he doesn’t seem fazed, by the way he’s kissing, nipping, biting at your neck. He’s never been the type to leave marks, preferring to stay true to his innate sobriety, but right now he’s got what he’s wanted for the longest time, and he wasn't going to let go.

Your body seems to be vibrating with anticipation, periodically shivering in Nanami’s hands at his ministrations, and your cunt keeps clenching in neediness, driving your hips to gyrate against his torso. He is taking his time, savoring every inch, every moan, every pant that comes from you, bathing in the bliss you seem to be basking in.

“Nanami-san please.”

A small whine escapes his lips, flush against your chest, heart thrumming against his ribs.

“Kento, just Kento” He growls, raising up and taking off your shirt.

When he comes back down, his mouth dives exactly where he stopped, tongue flicking at the exposed skin while his fingers hook on the cups of your bra. He brings it down in one swift motion, both of you lightly moaning. He can’t believe he’s getting to see you like this.

“Beautiful, just beautiful”.

Soon enough, he’s sucking, squeezing your tits, blood rushing to his cock at the softness of your flesh. He’s a bit rough with it, greedily brushing his teeth on the sensitive nubs, not neglecting either of the two, passing quickly from one to the other. His hands knead your mounds as you whine beautifully above him.

But it’s not enough. Not a fucking bit. You want him. You crave him. You want him everywhere. Around, on top, inside of you. The neediness is maddening, finally finding a way to reach your quivering lips.

“Kento, I need you.”

Your eyes meet his, and you’re finally able to get a glimpse of his faltering sanity, pupils blown out in lust and drooping eyelids. He quickly picks himself up, sliding further down the bed. His hands are set on the pajama shorts you put on while he was in the shower. He looks down at you in confirmation and you nod, ready to dial things up a notch.

You feel the disappointment wash over you when he leaves your panties on. Just when your hands travel down to take them off, he quickly stops you, kissing your inner thigh.

“Patience, darling. I want to take my time with you. You deserve it.” he breathes, inches away from your weeping pussy, a wet patch already visible.

He proceeds to lick it with a wide flattened tongue. Your hips instantly thrust in the air with a hiss while he continues, drenching your panties with his spit. The fabric is now dark and clinging perfectly to your lips, so he lines your slit with the tip of his tongue, delicately wiggling it when he reaches your clit.

“Kento!”

He groans at you writhing with his name on your lips, and he starts getting impatient as well, dissatisfied with the way he can’t dig into your dripping core. He needs more too, he has to thank you, worship you for giving him the chance to please you, to have you like this.

He tugs off your panties, strong hands hastily keeping your thighs open for his twisting tongue. He’s left dumbfounded by the way your pretty pussy glistens in the dim light of the room. The sight of the clear liquid already finding its way to your ass makes him want to cum then and there.

Nanami slurps everything up, cleaning you up from your own mess. He suckles on your clit, your hand already carding through his hair. He pushes his tongue inside you, savoring the source of your essence. He drinks as much as he can, albeit the small part that ends on his chin, mixed with his saliva.

He's going so fast, you don't even have the chance to breathe in between moans. His skill is unparalleled, having you jolt from the stimulation. Your thighs close in around his head, his hands allowing you to. The small flame in your core progressively builds up and Nanami’s tongue’s just feeding it. He wants your whole body on fire. He wants to see it all burn down for him.

The lack of air makes him moan in your delicious cunt, the vibrations teasing your clit, a wail flowing from your lips. One of his hands rests on your lower belly, squeezing the soft flesh, maybe to soothe you, maybe to ground himself. He doesn’t even know, too keen on studying your expressions and burning into memory what makes your eyes roll back and your body twitch.

Everything comes crashing down when he places his whole mouth around your opening, sucking harshly. Your hips jump from the bed, his lips never leaving you, as he keeps feeding off your nectar. His thumb finds your aching bud, helping you to ride your high.

“Good girl. Keep cumming on my face like that.”

His eyes are tender as they look at your blissed out face; he’s addicted and he’s just begun. Your chest heaves in exertion and your skin shimmers with a light layer of sweat. You slowly come down from cloud nine, barely able to register your surroundings.

With a final kiss on your clit, he wipes his face with the bedsheet before kissing you, your own taste invading your mouth. Your arms wrap around his neck, your heart fluttering at the sensations he put you through.

“That was so good, Kento.” A light murmur against his lips as he continues smoothing his tongue against yours. His throbbing dick presses against your thighs and a new desire starts consuming you, making you feverish with sheer need.

“I want you inside of me, please.” You urge him, grabbing onto his clothed shoulders, hating how the fabric stops you from feeling his skin. He gulps, finally sober enough to find himself nervous about what was to come.

Your hands slide from his sturdy thighs to the hem of his hoodie, his hands blocking yours in no time. You sense his reluctance and fear that you may have overstepped a boundary.

“Do you want to stop?”

Nanami hates all of this. The doubt, the awkwardness, himself. He wishes he were younger, better, maybe worthier of you.

“Hey, Kento. We can always stop, you know?” Your hands are holding his face, your eyes silently begging for an explanation.

“I don’t want to…It’s just my….” and he vaguely gestures at himself. He feels childish saying it, so he doesn’t, leaving to you the interpretation. Your eyes soften, your lips catching his in a heartfelt kiss. You lay your forehead on his with your lashes lightly tickling his cheeks.

“I bet you look stunning, Kento. Whatever you have under there, I want it." You whisper in the air, trying to encourage him, hoping that it would have at least soothed this hidden part of himself.

Determined to take some pressure off his shoulders, you gently push him against the bed, glossy, curious eyes following your every movement.

You want to start slow, just like he did with you, progressively accustoming him to nudity.

A hand finds itself stroking the skin of his lower abdomen, and even after an initial jolt of surprise, he lets you continue.

You already feel the short, coarse trail of hairs that lead to his crotch, your eyes already on the strained appearance of his erection. You also feel what you could describe as scars, one big one going across the right side of his waist, once your hand starts going a bit higher.

"You feel wonderful, Kento."

He can't hold your gaze, his immediately going to the view of your hand underneath his clothes. He's a bit embarrassed, but a bit aroused nonetheless. It's been a long time since he's shared himself with someone, but it's his first time being catered to like this. He was the one always making his partners comfortable and at ease, now he was letting you do it for him.

As you reach his chest, he groans at the sensation of you grazing his nipples, his head slightly falling back on the pillow. The heated pads of your fingers soon grab and lightly twist the small buds, one by one, his breath already getting s bit more labored.

His eyes are squeezed shut as he finds a newfound pleasure in your touch, lips partly open to let out hot puffs of air, hot as his burning skin that craves for more of your touch, his hunger surpassing his shame.

You silently admire the older man, almost comically conflicted between his insecurities and his evident lust, his hands almost itching to stop you, but kept there by his undeniable enjoyment.

A sliver of his skin peeks out from under the hoodie and you decide to be a bit bolder. You give a long, slow lick on his belly, stopping just short of his belly button, where you give him a light peck. He starts shivering as he groans harder.

"Pl-please don't."

You smirk.

"Why Kento? You look so good like this." You teasingly admit. Slowly, you grab the hem of his top, sliding it until his chest, his nipples just under the edge. The friction is driving him crazy, and the sight of you eying him so hungrily makes his insides shake with need and shame alike.

You hum, placing kisses all over his stomach and lining every scar with your tongue, an action that makes his heart beat even harder.

"Are these what you don't want me to see?" You ask, referring to the cicatricial skin.

He finds himself nodding, a blush already forming on his cheeks. And the aging skin, and the depleting muscles, and the fat that has started to accumulate, he adds mentally.

"You have nothing to be scared of." You place one last kiss on his lower chest before taking off the hoodie completely. He gets up a bit to help you slide it off him, his arms soon covering his chest.

"Kento, please." You gently take his hands and kiss them, looking in his eyes. "I want to see all of you."

His broad chest comes into view, your lips impatiently playing with his nipples, going from that pulsing vein on his neck, down to his hip bones. He's not a very noisy man, but he sure is sensitive, already panting from the stimulation.

You reach the band of his boxers that is slightly coming out of his sweatpants. You pull it lightly to then let it snap against his hip, gaining his attention. He looks down, and he feels his head spin. Your cheek is laying right against his twitching dick, your eyes big and pleading.

Fuck him.

"Do you want me to suck you off, Kento?"

His heart jumps in his throat at the forwardness of your question, voice so honeylike, sweet but dangerous. In his current state, a blowjob wouldn't have scratched that itch that had his body in overdrive for you. He swallows before responding.

"I want to be inside of you...please"

The sheer desperation in his voice has your mind reeling as you pull down his boxer briefs and his sweatpants together, letting the urgency make you completely forget your slow and calculated approach.

His dick springs up, hitting his lower abdomen with a slap, his tip slobbering precum everywhere. You take it upon yourself to lick it off, popping in your mouth the flushed tip.

The moan that ripples out of him is heavenly, soft and vulnerable. You love this side of him.

"You're still in time to take up the offer, you know?"

You're a total minx, he thinks. Asking him questions while you swirl that devilish tongue of yours around him.

Just pure evil. He is nothing but a man, after all.

"No, pl-ah-- Please, please, please fuck me. I can't take it anymore." He doesn't give a shit no more, he'll beg as much as he needs to, he just needs to feel you tighten around him to make him feel good.

Amused by his pleading attitude, you quickly jump off the bed to get a condom. You also deem yourself too impatient to have your mouth wrapped around him. You need to feel him deep inside of you. Now.

Your eyes go from the condom you have in hand, to the impressive, thick cock Nanami's is not-so-discreetly begging you to ride.

Fuck. It doesn't fit him.

His eyes find yours in a moment of uncertainty.

"I'm on the pill." You blurt out.

He laughs a bit. "I'm clean." Of course. How couldn't he be?

His eyes scan your body. You're indescribably stunning to him. He really got lucky with you.

"Come here." He invites you on the bed, you already straddling him, with your pussy hovering over his cock.

He pulls you down for a kiss, his hand resting against your ass. Instead, yours go through his hair, across his neck and chest, loving the feeling of his light chest hair against your skin. His confidence has risen, judging by the way he isn't as shy and reserved anymore.

"Go ahead darling, make us feel good." He urges you further with a light pat on your backside, before you straighten up, showing yourself in all of your glory to him.

He feels like he's dreaming: the beautiful young lady who he always used to meet at the bakery was here now straddling him naked. You spat in your hand, a bit ending on your tits, and you stroked him, first with your hand to lubricate him, then with your pussy, to give himself, and you, a preview of what was about to come.

The tip of his dick catches your clit, making you gasp. He's doing his best to hold back from fucking you senseless, reasoning that this is his punishment for going slow with you.

When you insert the head in your tight ring of muscle, Nanami feels light headed instantly. He closes his eyes, trying to ground himself with his mind, but, unable to do so, ends up grabbing your waist, nor stopping, nor helping you.

As you slide down, his length stretches you out, burning amazingly nicely. Your hands grip his shoulders trying to balance yourself, your ears buzzing from the involuntary apnoea you put yourself through.

You look at him, and he is positively perfect. His brows are knitted, almost making him look like he's in pain. His swollen lips are slightly agape, letting pass the shallow breaths he's taking. His temples already shine from the light perspiration. He looks as gracious as a painting, even the rosy dusting on his cheeks adding to the imagery.

You kiss him on his forehead to calm him down, biting back a moan when you move with him lodged so deep inside you.

"Hey, relax. You'll get wrinkles on your forehead if you continue like that."

He chuckles airily, ready to reply. "Too late. Already have them." His eyes crack open to look up at you, beaming when you get in focus. "I'm ready when you are."

You smile back at him, finally ready to move.

The first stroke sends him to a higher state of being, but he collects himself, biting down hard on his lip, reminding himself of reality through the pain.

You start off slowly, feeling oh so full of him. He manages to get every spot, making you moan wantonly for him. You feel intoxicated, as your clit brushes against his pelvis.

He feels you drip on him, sticky fluid getting everywhere. It's covering his balls, his abdomen, his upper thighs. And oh how he loves the wet squelch your pussy makes when you start going faster, riding him with more fervor. He wouldn't have it any other way.

"You f-feel so good Kento," You mewl, speaking almost aimlessly. Your thinking abilities are starting to slip, as you feel him prodding against your sweet spot, kissing it lovingly and making all your muscles tense up.

He moans in response, drunk on your praise and on the way you wrap around him, massaging the tip of his cock so good he's seeing stars. The few times he's able to open his eyes, he stares at your bouncing tits, shiny and inviting, and he swears that if he could, he'd suck on them forever. All he can do now is stretch a hand towards them and fondle them like there was no tomorrow, all the groping going straight to your slicked clit.

He can't forget your face, not now that he is balls deep inside of you. He's committed to memory the ethereal glow you bask in, the one that makes you oh so perfect, almost too much for him. The one that makes him grateful you want to have him like this, secretly venerating you in his head. The one that makes an unprecedented feeling bubble up in him, his chest tightening at the mere thought. He holds onto his last shred of sanity to not blurt it out, letting his body, and not his heart, take over.

The stimulation is overbearing. Every nerve in your body is starting to fire up, to prepare for the grand finale, not too far away. Your hands are gripping his chest, your nails leaving marks behind.

He had marked you and you had marked him.

He is struggling to keep stable, every flick of your hips driving him wild. He's panting like death's chasing him, his body and mind failing to keep up with the pleasure.

Your thighs begin to shake from the effort, causing you to get progressively frustrated at the lack of needed friction and penetration. He somehow notices your annoyed huffs, even if lost through a myriad of sensual whines.

He raises his legs, using them as leverage to pump into you, slowly releasing that flesh-eating tension in his hips. He fucks you with need, of the desperate kind, still somehow finding the way to convey his feelings through each and every thrust.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

You are pushed forward, kept immobile by his brawny arms, while he fucks you now. Your arms flail a bit out of surprise, ending on either side of Kento's head. Now your breasts are just above his face, and he feels his mouth water. The view makes him go impossibly faster, the man grunting through gritted teeth.

The clapping noise of your ass against his thighs echoes loudly in the room, bouncing off the walls before your moans join in. He regrets not being able to see the flesh ripple and recoil, so he opts for making the front part of your body enough for him.

Not only do your tits bounce, but the skin of your thighs, tummy and arms do as well. Everything is affected, and the eroticism of the scene goes straight to his head. You look so fucking pretty.

"Fuck."

With a strained moan, he throws his head back, he's close, so damn close. He wants to tell you but you beat him to it.

"Oh-- I'm gon-na cum."

"Yeah? Me too, darling."

Your pussy is coiling tighter and tighter, leaving him gasping for air as he approaches his high. You get there first, your eyes rolling back in your head with a shriek.

He holds on tight, eyes intent on seeing you at the peak of your orgasm. You shake, your voice following suit. His hands are now on your back, smoothing it over to calm you down even though his balls are twitching, heavy with cum.

Your pussy clenches one last time, and his own orgasm flows through him. His jaw falls in a silent scream, his body constricting to the point he can't breathe, let alone make noise. His neck tenses up as he rolls his eyes backwards. The view makes you want to cum a second time. You move a bit, to keep him going, feeling hot ropes shoot up inside of you.

You are left so full that it ends up trickling out of you in no time, joining all the liquids from prior.

You are both panting, and you giggle at Nanami, still tense and shaking, his eyes squeezed shut. He looks adorable, not counting everything that happened in the last 30 minutes.

He feels your hand on his cheek, and he looks up at you, joining you in laughter, his eyes glimmering in sweet, silent adoration.

You lay on him, your skin sticking to his. You feel his heart almost beat out of his chest, the sound progressively quieting down. It's just your breath fanning against him, still a bit labored.

"Let me grab something to clean ourselves up." You propose, imagining him uncomfortable with the state you two are in. You plan on changing the sheets as soon as you get out of the shower.

"No, stay. Please?" His voice is a delicate whisper, so delicate it barely reaches your ears. It manages to be heavy, though, with something you can't decode. You lay back on him, content regardless.

You start running your hands along his torso, your fingers raising and dipping along the ridges of his body.

"You're beautiful, Kento. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise."

His brown eyes seem to turn misty as they look away from you. He simply nods, covering his face. He can't take it. He just can't.

The way you look at him, the sound of your voice, the words you say to him. It's all too much to handle.

He tries to hold back, his arms encircling you. He looks at you in the eyes, no shame, even if a stray tear teeters at the edge of his eye. You see him, you really do. You always have, and he knows this.

Maybe it's a bit early to open his heart to you completely now, but something in him senses that something similar shines behind those bright eyes of yours. He'll wait, if that's what you wish. If you want to keep him next to you.

You know you will.

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☆ DAY FOUR: KATSUKI BAKUGOU ☆

dilf!katsuki x f!reader

wc: 1.6K

tw: wall fucking, coercion, degredation MDNI

a/n: hes so :))))

dilf december collab

dilf!katsuki - seemingly preoccupied with his hero duties, always working to be one step ahead of his friend. never takes days off and wills himself to heal faster after an especially tough mission. his flawless face makes him look no older than mid-thirties when he's truly early 40's. still strong and muscular due to his hero work, his body never faltering to look absolutely perfect.

everyone is constantly throwing themselves at him, to his utter disgust. do people not have any pride? he gets asked out by civilians, heros, sidekicks alike. he absolutely hates people who are so desperate to get his attention. he thinks it's cute that they think they have a chance with him. he's bakugou fucking katsuki. he doesn't date just anyone.

when katsuki's hero agency needed a new assistant they went through countless people till they got to you. you were perfect, not older than 25 and takes no heed that he's actually the number 2 hero. now this seems to rub him the wrong way. by no any living create would be begging to be in his pants, but since you started, you just do your job. you don't ever give him side glances, or stop and stare at him like he's used to.

it secretly starts to annoy him because he's the number 2 hero. how can you not be the least bit interested in him? it bruised his ego to say the least. yes, he appreciated that you do all the work that you're supposed to but why don't you look at him the way other people do?

for weeks if not months into the job, katsuki has been doing his utmost best to make you notice him. when catching villains he made sure to use some new tricks he'd been practicing. even when getting back to the agency he'd hoped you'd compliment him but you just walked into his office, told him about what he'd missed and walked out. this man was livid. what more could he do to get you to at least pay him a compliment.

on the other hand you were struggling to keep your whole body from shaking. you'd seen pro hero dynamight's fight on the news and it made your knees week. ever since you started your job you had to keep yourself in check. you have always been a fan of his and getting this job was a dream come true. but ever since you started you could feel katsuki's eyes on you constantly and it made heat pool between your legs day after day. you had to be dreaming, right? why would the katsuki bakugou be staring at you? impossible.

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it's been about 2 months since you've arrived and still no acknowledgement. he's just about had it. he wants...no he needs to get to the bottom of this problem. why you have no interest for him, and why he cares so much. you were about to walk out of his office after reading him his schedule for the day when he stopped you. his aura was dark, and overpowering and you could feel his eyes boring holes into your back. you froze, too scared to turn around: scared that your knees would give out if you saw his face.

"look at me. that's an order, not a suggestion."

your legs were shaking as you turned around. the heat in your belly had begun to get hotter and hotter and when you finally turned around and looked at him it's like something in you snapped. he looked at you with a territorial gaze, like one of a predator looking at its next kill. you'd be lying if you said your panties weren't wet right now.

katsuki's eyes were all over you. he could see your shaking legs and how your thighs clenched together under his gaze. was he imagining things? or were you really fucking turned on right now? he got up from his desk and slowly made his way to you, a sly smirk splayed across his face. you started backing away from him till your back hit the wall. you were trapped and katsuki was just inches away from you. he could see how dilated your eyes were and he just chuckled.

"i've been going out of my mind trying to know why you never paid attention to me, and now i think i know why."

his hand softly caressed your arm and leaned in close to your ear and whispered

"it's because you have dumb little crush on me, huh? is that right pretty girl?"

you audibly moaned at his words, his breath against your ear sent a shiver down your spine. you were absolutely speechless. your knees almost gave out before he grabbed you by your waist to hold you up. he looked at you and saw how your body reacted to him and his words and he adored it. you'd kept it a secret for this long he was impressed, but even more impressed at how much of an effect he had on you.

he slammed his hands against the wall behind you, caging you in. you couldn't look up at him. your mind wouldn't let you, because if you did, you know you would lose your mind. his left hand came towards your cheek and slowly brushed against it before he grabbed your chin and forced you to look up at him. you could see the raw need in his eyes, and you were sure he could see yours.

"you don't have to hold back. not right now. not ever."

without even thinking you pulled him in by his collar and kissed him. he was amazed at this sudden confidence you'd gotten. he tangled his fingers in your hair and tugged slightly, pulling your body closer to his. he slotted his leg in between yours and as your bodies melted into one another. you needed some sort of friction for the growing heat between your legs so you took katsuki's leg between them as an invitation.

you ground your clothed cunt against his leg, moaning into his mouth. he pulled away from the kiss to rest his head in your neck. he looked down and saw the way you were shamelessly grinding against his leg and it made his cock twitch. he groaned loudly and started marking your neck. you couldn't care less if he left visible marks, you just needed to cum.

katsuki was growing impatient as he grabbed you by your ass and wrapped your legs around his waist and leaned his forehead against yours. you could feel his breath against your skin and it felt oddly comforting. he looked deeply into your eyes, as if he was staring into your soul. you smiled, and for the first time, katsuki had seen what your genuine smile looked like and it made his heart beat faster. he cupped your cheeks gently.

"are you sure you want this? we can stop this now."

your tummy did flips at his soft, sincere demeanor he was portraying. you've never seen him like this and it made your heart swell that he trusted you enough to show it to you. you kissed him sweetly, with all the love you could muster poured into it.

"i don't want anyone but you."

his smile turned into a smirk as he unbuttoned his pants, his thick hard cock coming into view. you were almost salivating at the sight as you felt fingers moving your panties to the side.

"god you're so wet. fuck, you're such a slut."

he dipped two fingers into your cunt as you let out the sweetest moan. he pulled his fingers out, and lined his cock with your entrance. he teasingly rubbed his cock up and down your folds, lowly groaning as he felt your warm pussy against him. you were a mess. begging and pleading for him to put his cock inside you, he could hardly resist before he slammed into you.

you let out a silent scream as he started rutting into you at an unrelenting pace. he had his hand around your throat as he fucked into your tight cunt, praising you for how good you felt. you could barely talk because of how good you felt, your moans were his only indication. you buried your head in his neck to muffle your moans. you were already close and he could feel it. he too was close. your pussy just felt so good clenching around him.

"need to..need to cum..please? please can i cum?"

your pleas made his cock impossibly harder as he ploughed into you. your arms were latched around his neck pulling him into a sloppy kiss, your moans mixing together with your saliva. you could feel his cock twitching inside of you, telling you he was about to cum.

"gonna fill you up pretty girl. fuck- you better cum with me."

his words were all you needed before you came undone, cumming all over his cock. the way your cunt tightened around him pushed him over the edge as he filled you up so well. he fucked his cum into you on his last few thrusts before he stopped, his arms lazily wrapped around your waist. you ran your fingers through his hair as you both came down from your highs.

he slowly pulled out and moved your panties back to its original position before putting you down. he stuffed himself back in his pants before making himself look presentable. you were about to question him when you heard him chuckle.

"you better keep that cum inside you until tonight because you won't be going home till i filled you up to the brim."

yet again your knees were weak and your mouth was dry. this was going to be a long day.

[cpidsworld]

☆ DAY THREE: WAKATOSHI USHIJIMA ☆

dilf!wakatoshi x f!reader

wc 1.3K

tw: mentions of rough sex, MNDI

a/n: ushy gushy makes me (s)cream :)

dilf december collab

dilf!wakatoshi is so proud and so strong. after retiring from volleyball, he decided he would be a businessman. his grandparents always pushed him to get a more "concrete" job. always at work on time, greeting everyone politely in his monotone voice. the female colleague's swooning over his tall stature and exceedingly good looks. grey roots threatening to show as the minor wrinkles around his eyes the only indicator of how old he actually is.

he was a man of stature. he never failed to look and do his best at everything he does. always making the company thrive. when he wasn't focused on his work, he was focused on his loving daughter. she was only 2 years old but she was an angel. she did as she was told, and always had a smile on her face. her only downfall is that when any woman dared to get close to him got either glares thrown their way or full on tantrums. let's just say that this took a toll on his dating life.

on an exceptionally troubling day, his babysitter called in sick. talk about perfect timing. with no other choice, the man brought his daughter to work with him. walking into the office with her by his side, she was giggling and running around his legs. in mere minutes the whole office is head over hills for the little girl. his female coworkers were all over her. i mean, if his child likes you, you're set right?

you on the other hand were in the corner, trying to not get involved. being an intern, you didn't want to overstep boundaries, but when you saw the little girl get extremely overwhelmed you had no choice but to step in. as politely as you could, you asked the women to step back. she hid behind your legs, peaking at them from the side. the women all went back to doing their work, as you kneeled down to be at eye level with the girl.

"are you okay? they scared you a little, huh?"

you spoke in a calming voice, trying your best not to do anything wrong. she nodded slowly, saying that they had gotten too close to her. your heart absolutely melted at the cute little pout that she wore. you scratched in your pocket and pulled out a lollipop, something you always carry as a small treat for yourself but you thought she needed it more.

you gave her the lollipop and in return she hugged you. she was smiling from ear to ear. when ushijima was done explaining to his boss why he was late and why he had his daughter with him, he was welcomed by the sight of seeing you getting along with his daughter. he couldn't believe his eyes. usually there were tantrums with other women but with you? no glares. no crying. no throwing things. just a look of utter adoration as she stares up at you.

he must confess, when you turned around to look at him, his jaw almost dropped. you were gorgeous to say the least, and the way you handled his daughter has his heart doing flips. he never thought he'd feel like this at his age but here he was, blushing like a fool while introducing himself.

after work that day he'd thanked you so many times he lost count. you had his daughter with you the whole time because no one else had the time to look after her, not that she'd want to be with anyone but you. he offered to take you to dinner but you abruptly declined.

it wasn't that you didn't want it just that you couldn't. this man was practically your boss, and you'd done him a favour. it wasn't a date, that's what you kept telling yourself, but even if it was he was out of your league. so big and strong, he could have any woman he wanted, why would he want you? with a lot of coaxing, you ended up agreeing. dinner on friday night and 8PM. what could possibly go wrong?

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come friday night you were a mess. your tummy was in knots and your palms were sweaty. standing outside the most expensive place you've ever seen, you couldn't believe your eyes. when you walked in, you were taken to the table ushijima had reserved for the two of you. upon your arrival you see he was already seated, looking as dashing as ever in a suit that fit him so well. he got up and pulled your seat out for you as you sat down.

as you sat opposite him, he couldn't keep his eyes off of you. you were absolutely breathtaking. his eyes roamed your body and he was dumbfounded that he was actually sitting across from the shy intern. you almost had him make a double take when you walked to his table. everytime you glanced up from the menu he averted his eyes like a 5th grade kid who almost got caught staring at his crush.

when you looked at him you couldn't believe that you were at dinner with the man you see at work everyday. everyone was head over heels for him, and you couldn't say you were any different. the aura he had was usually something well suited for a man like him, but right now? his shoulders were relaxed and his aura had changed. he was more 'human' than you had ever seen him, and it made your heart race.

after deciding on your meals you both started talking and didn't stop. it was strange how much you two had in common. you both were laughing and having the time of your lives it didn't feel real. he had never had an instant connection like this with anyone in a very very long time, and to be honest, he was glad it was you. you had felt the same connection he did and you tried your best to ignore it but you couldn't.

as much as he wishes it weren't true, throughout the night, his eyes were wandering over your body and his mind was racing. he'd love to say his thoughts were all cotton candy and unicorns, but that would be a lie. he could just imagine slipping that dress off of you and throwing you onto the bed, fucking you untill you couldn't speak. his hands all over your body, marking you as his. he had to snap out of it. getting hard in the middle of a restaurant wasn't an ideal situation.

you could see how he was squirming and moving around. concerned you had asked him what was wrong. mistake number one. hearing your voice made his mind go blank. he needed to get out of there immediately. he abruptly stood up, apologizing saying that he didn't feel well as he paid for the dinner. now you were really worried. after leaving the restaurant you kept asking him if there was anything you could do to help him and he kept trying to get you to leave but it was no use. he stood at his car and turned his head to look at you.

"get in the car and come home with me. either you do that, or forget i asked you anything and go home."

you were speechless. what exactly was he asking you to do? you definitely couldn't accept his offer, but before you could decline your legs were already moving towards the passenger side of the car. he opened the door for you before going to his own side of the car. when you got in and looked at him, you could see there was a sheen layer of sweat adorning his face. as your eyes roamed his body you saw how heavy he was breathing and once you'd gotten to his crotch your eyes widened in shock and your cheeks went pink with embarrassment.

"you can leave if you'd like to. there's nothing stopping you."

his words were kind and sincere but laced with want and need. you could barely get any words out but you made yourself comfortable and put your seatbelt on. that was all the confirmation he needed. his smile turned into a sly smirk as he started the car.

"be prepared, little girl. you're in for one hell of a ride."

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[cpidsworld]

☆ DAY SIX: ERWIN SMITH ☆

dilf!erwin x f!reader

wc: 1.5K

tw: pet names, coersion, fingering(f!recieveing), breeding, degredation, rough sex, edging

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT

a/n: YEAH MY BEST FRIENDS DAD IS THE ONE FOR ME :)

dilf december collab

dilf!erwin - erwin was a good guy. always helped people out when they needed it, and always put others first, especially his daughter. he does his best to provide for her, even though she begs him to take some time for himself now that she's in college. he knows he should loosen the reigns a bit because she is now a young adult, but she's still his daughter after all.

erwin was mid forties. his hair was graying but his face looked no older than 30. his bright blue eyes always seemed to capture the hearts of those around him. in his younger days, you'd catch him with his hair slicked back and his face cleanly shaven, but as the years went on, he let his hair grow out slightly as well as his beard grow out into a stubble adding to his mature look. women would die for a chance to be with him, but erwin on the other hand just wanted something new, refreshing and something that will last. he thought that he'd never find something like that until he met you.

you'd just transferred to this college and you hadn't made a lot of friends. on the odd occasion that you are invited to one of your new friends' houses, you're confronted with one of the most handsome men you have seen. blonde hair stuck to his sweat ridden forehead and his arms flexing in that white tank top as he fixed a cupboard.

you were even more speechless than you were to find out that that was her father. you looked up at him as he offered his hand, and noticed how big he was. god this man was huge. broad shoulders, broad chest and huge hands. you kindly accepted his handshake before your friend pulled you upstairs.

erwin was taken aback when he first saw you. you were gorgeous to say the least. he saw the way your expression changed when you found out he was a father. your cheeks flushed pink and you blinked a little too much. he found it oddly adorable how shy you'd gotten and it made his heart skip a beat. he didn't know what this feeling was but he liked it.

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in the next few months you came over almost every day, you basically lived there. you had also found out quite a bit about erwin during that time: he was single, hadn't been on a date in more than 2 years, and was very much alone. some parts of you felt sorry for the man, but the other parts felt some sort of need to change that.

every time that you were there, you became bolder. stolen glances became slight "accidental" touching, long pants became short skirts and your advances had become blatantly obvious to him. he had no idea what to do with you. he couldn't betray his daughter by being with you, but the way his name sounded when you called for him made his cock ache.

he blamed his inexcusable feelings for you on the fact that he hasn't been with anyone in years. yes, that was it. he was just being tempted by you and he was sure as hell he was not giving in. he wasn't going to stare at your breasts as you leaned on the counter while talking to him, he wasn't going to look at the way your hips sway as you walk, and he sure as hell would not fuck his hand to the thought of fucking you on his livingroom couch.

his resolve was faltering, and you could tell. you saw it in the way his hands stayed on your lower back a bit too long as he moved past you, the way his eyes roamed your body when you showed up in a skirt that was his favourite colour and the way his breath hitched as you hugged him. you knew you were close to breaking him, and you had one last idea.

on a day when erwin's daughter was out with her boyfriend for the day, you decided to pay him a visit, conveniently forgetting that your best friend wasn't home. he opened up the door to see you in a little pink skirt and a low cut crop top. his eyes almost jumped out of his head as he stared at your outfit, his cock stirring in his sweatpants.

"are you gonna stare at me all day, or let me in?"

you spoke in a low sultry tone that made erwin lose his mind as he stepped to the side to let you in. you walked straight to the kitchen to get yourself a snack. all erwin could do was watch as followed you into the kitchen. he leaned against the kitchen sink as he saw you grab a snack, and sit on the island counter opposite him. as you ate your snack your eyes never left erwin. you could see how his eyes explored your body and the way his cock grew harder by the second.

"what are you waiting for?"

he was taken aback at your question. what was he waiting for? he never wanted to hurt his daughter but god did you make him feel alive. he started walking towards you as he stood between your legs. he grabbed your cheeks and pulled your face closer to his.

"anyone finds out about this, you'll be answering to me. got it?"

you gasped slightly but nodded, happy to finally be getting what you wanted. he pulled you off the counter, turned you around and pushed you against it in one swift motion. you were already out of breath as his hands caressed up your thighs to your pussy.

"naughty little thing, wearing no panties. did you expect something to happen, you little slut?"

without warning he shoved two fingers inside you making you scream in pleasure. his fingers were so big it stretched you out so well. you let out a mewl when he brushed over that spongy spot inside you. once he knew he found it, he began to continuously abuse it, making your mind go fuzzy. you were on the verge of cumming before he pulled out, making you feel empty. you whined and squirmed, trying to get some sort of friction before his hand came down on your ass which made you jolt.

"sit still brat, before i change my mind."

you could hear him shuffling his pants down his thighs before he tapped your pussy with his cock, teasingly grinding it up and down your folds. you tried your best not to squirm but you couldn't take it anymore.

"please put it in. i'll be good! i promise i will, just please fuck me. god just..i need to feel you!"

he smirked as he heard you pleading continue before he decided it was enough. he slid his cock inside of you till he bottomed out, sighing shakily as he felt how warm and tight you were. you were drooling, eyes already rolling back. his cock was the biggest thing you've ever had inside of you and it felt amazing. he started moving slowly, giving you some time to adjust before his selfish desires had him pistoning in and out of you.

he grabbed you by the back of your neck, getting more leverage to fuck into you harder. you were moaning non stop, on the verge of cumming again and he was just getting started. he could feel you clenching around him which made him go even faster. you could barely handle his pace your orgasm approaching quickly when he stopped immediately, his cock still inside you.

"did i say you could cum?"

he asked as he pulled you by your hair closer to him. you had never seen this rough side of erwin and you absolutely loved it. you could barely mumble out an apology before he started fucking you again.

"you cum when i tell you to. you won't like what'll happen if you disobey me."

he started fucking you at an unrelenting pace, making it harder for you to hold back from cumming. erwin was getting close too, your pussy was too good for him to handle, and he didn't fail to tell you how much he loved it. his thrusts became sloppy as he was nearing his edge.

"you'll cum with me, yeah? you'll cream all over your best friend's father's huge cock won't you?"

it wasn't long before his sweet praises and his hard sloppy thrusts had you creaming around his cock. he came right after you, filling your sweet pussy with his cum. he pulled out of you as he watched his cum drip out of you. he wet a clean cloth and started to clean himself and you up.

when your breathing turned to normal you got up from the counter. your legs were still weak and you almost tripped before erwin caught you in his arms. he gave your forehead a little peck before he helped you stand up.

"if you think this is just a fuck and forget situation, then you're messing with the wrong guy."

he said while washing out the now dirty cloth. you rolled your eyes and punched his arm playfully.

"when have you seen me not follow something through?"

you saw his face turn into a huge smile. he was gonna have a hard time hiding whatever you two have, but it's all worth it in his eyes.

tagging: @nanami-luvr

[tonaken]

DILF NANAMI | Dilf December collab

a/n: sooo this is part of the Dilf December collab hosted by @r1nf4iry (thank you for having me💖). It was supposed to be posted on the 24th but things got in the way *ehem* college and so sorry for that...

content: Nanami gives up his sorcery work because he has a little him now to look after. After years of loneliness and failed dating attempts, he meets you and you seem to catch his eye...

warnings: Nanami x fem!reader, spoilers for ch. 120, extensive back story got a bit carried away hehe😅, crack, a bit suggestive (no smut tho), Nanami being a dad and a daddy, unexpected pregnancy, co-parenting (if there is anything I missed do not hesitate to send me a message😊)

w/c: 4.6k+ oops 

this is my first time posting one of my writings on tumblr, i hope you like it✨

Part 2

Soooo let's all pretend that Nanami survived the Shibuya incident (he should've tho😭😭😭)

The near death experience sobers him up and he decides to leave the Jujutsu world and go back to office work and being a normal salaryman (he still keeps in contact with our sweet boi Yuuji💖)

After a particular long week at his new job he's invited to go out for drinks with some coworkers

So there's this coworker right….

She's a baddie (not more than us, no worries💅🏾)

She already had her eyes on Nanami for a looong time purrr cause he do be fine and he do be all min- ok sorry, I'll stop🙄😐

He's also noticed her 😒

One drink calls another and soon after the bottoms are up the clothes are off

Long story short, mr. Nanami ends up getting the girl pregnant (he was a bit more wasted than usual, the condom slipped off and the day after pill didn't work)

Talk about unlucky 😬

She decides to keep the baby and Kento is happy with that

He does ask for a paternity test, just in case, and it comes back positive (Kento YOU ARE the father 🏃🏼‍♂️💨🎥  🧓🏻🤰🏻)

Gojo definitely makes fun of him (he got to know through Yuuji)

He's always a present father from the get go, always doing his best to care for the expecting mother

I'd be lying if I said that Nanami didn't try to make things work out between him and his baby momma

He just wanted a more stable situation for his firstborn child

She didn't want him tho 😔 (now WHY would you refuse a man like NANAMI🤨)

Man's the whole package

But that's better for m- us🙄

Anywayysss

Nine months pass, and the child is born.

Nanami is obviously present. He cuts the umbilical cord and signs the birth certificate

It's a little girl and as soon as he holds her in his arms, he's in love.

When he gives her a small kiss on the forehead, she smiles and that is why they call her Emiko (smiling child)

Nanami and Emiko's mom decide to co-parent, and since they both live in the same area in Tokyo, they alternate weeks when taking care of her

The first few years, Nanami focuses completely on his bundle of joy, so his love life is completely non existent for some time

Homeboy hasn't touched a woman since Emiko's mom he probably struggling💀, let's be honest

She is having the time of her life (hot girl everyday typa beat)

Nanami knows what she's up to, since his little girl is one hell of a chatterbox (she be snitching worse than 69, I swear 💀)

She even remembers the guys' names and tells her dad everything she overhears her mom says on the phone

It usually nothing crazy, but once Emiko saw some interesting (🌚) pics on her mom's phone

Lil girl is a tech wizard, on top of being a whole menace (just like uncle Gojo 💠👄💠🕶️🤏🏻)

The way Nanami chastised her mom was something for the books

Gave her a whole lecture and such

He just doesn't want his daughter exposed to certain things, but he is reasonable and realises it was a mistake and that mistakes happen

*Cough* Emiko *cough*🤧

Nahhhh Emiko's everything but a mistake. In her dad's eyes she's everything and more

Emiko's mom is a very good mother tho, and Nanami is very happy about that

She is not deliberately bringing home random dudes, it's just that her little one is a bit too smart

But as much as Nanami cares about his child's mother and is happy for her love life, knowing that she's got someone kinda burns 

He feels a bit lonely, especially as he ages and Emiko starts growing up

He immersed himself so much in work and raising his daughter that he forgot about himself

His parents notice this and match him up with the daughter of a family friend who recently moved to Tokyo

He reluctantly accepts, not really sure of how to gracefully get back into the dating pool

He's seen a few pictures of her, vaguely remembering her at a few dinner parties when he was younger

He decides to show the girl around Tokyo as a first date idea, stopping by some of the most scenic parts of the city

Nanami is such a considerate man, so once he gets her number, he asks if she's ok with the idea

She replies after leaving him on read for three days

🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩

Nanami doesn't think too much about it tho, and ends up still going out with her

He reasons that he also isn't the best texter, since he's so busy

Leaving someone on read for 72 hours isn't being busy baby boy🤨, but I shall not speak yet🤐

This is his first date in a long time, so he's all strapped up and prepared

He's got on his best outfit, nicely ironed and clean

His hair is impeccably styled (like it always is)

He got his car washed (even tho it was already spotless because, come on, it’s Nanami)

He even goes the extra mile and shows up with flowers

He just wants to make a good first impression and he's super nervous

But when he gets at her place and she comes out of the door, he's a bit dumbfounded 

She…. doesn't look like in the pictures???

Not in a good way tho😐 (it's rarely in a good way anyways)

He doesn't want to be superficial or rude, so he compliments her regardless

He struggles to find something, but he then settles on her jewelry  (which were objectively the best thing she had on)

He mentions the 'delicate shine' of the studded earrings, trying to sound as warm and as sincere as possible

She doesn't even hear him since she's all up in her phone

🚩🚩🚩🚩

Kento tries to not pay too much mind, after all she may have not heard because of all the surrounding honking cars

Just straight disrespectful

Nami baby, she's on a date with you and she's on her PHONE??? 

Anywho, the date goes on and Nanami is doing his best to keep her entertained, safe and comfortable

He always assures himself that she doesn't get too cold by checking in on her

He always opens doors for her, including car doors

He finds himself cracking a few lame jokes to lighten up the atmosphere

You know he's nervous when the Kento Nanami starts joking

But he's doing all of this cause this bitch is giving nothing

No conversation, no laughing, no questions

Nothing

Kento is doing everything he can to get something out of her, but she limits to briefly answering the questions that come her way 

Then it's silence

Her attitude kills him inside

He feels like he's doing something wrong

Or that she's just really really really shy

Or that she doesn't like him, because he's too boring Kento nooooo😭😭😭

The last eight years of his life have been dedicated to taking care of Emiko, so he hasn't had much time to himself alone

He's disregarded romance completely, so his flirting game is a bit...rusty I still love u tho bae😘

Plus, now that he's in his mid thirties, he feels like he may have lost a bit of his youthful appeal

He's noticed how time has started catching up with him

The fine lines that cross his forehead have become a bit more pronounced and a bit of grey has started to stain his temples

He's definitely a bit too young for any significant signs of aging, but his fast-paced lifestyle has definitely taken a toll on him physically

Nanami feels discouraged by the end of the date, since his insecurities have started to get the best of him

The date ends very abruptly, with her saying goodbye and him expectantly waiting at her door with a question of the tip of the tongue

He doesn't even get to open his mouth that she shuts the door in his face

No, she probably doesn't want a second date

Nanami stays sulking after the date for a few days. He didn’t expect such a rough ending. No messages, voicemail or calls

The girl just vanished in thin air and never contacted him again

The whole ordeal takes a bigger emotional toll on him than expected, because it’s almost as if all of his insecurities had been confirmed

Even if he did his best, it was still not enough

But he doesn’t speak about his feelings to nobody, since that’s not in his personality

Someone love this man RIGHT NOW

And when his parents ask about the girl, he is always dismissive and beats around the bush on the topic

Mama Nanami understands that it didn’t go too well, so she stops insisting

In time Nanami moves on, reasoning that he has Emiko, all he truly needs

She is growing up, and she’s a true beauty. She’s smart, expressive and, surprisingly, very organized for a ten-year-old (she gets it all from her dad)

She’s just a bit lazy when it comes to brushing her teeth

Both parents try to help her pick up the habit of doing it morning and evening, but mama Emiko is a lot more lenient than Nanami 

Nanami is a lot more hard on her because his family has a history of really bad cavities, and he doesn’t want Emiko to be having multiple filled teeth before the age of 16

So when he notices a few dark spots on his daughter’s teeth, he immediately books an appointment with the dentist

At the dental studio, Emiko feels a bit tense, since she’s never liked the place, even if Kento brings her routinely for 6 month check-ups

Just seeing dr. Sakamoto enter the room gives her chills, but she withstands it all because later dad is going to reward her

Emiko, tell your daddy he can reward me too

Moving on

Dr. Sakamoto sees the darker areas on Emiko’s teeth and confirms that if not treated, they may become cavities

Nanami shoots a warning glare towards Emiko, while she looks away, clearly embarrassed

“Nanami-kun,” Sakamoto chuckles. His former college roommate was always so stern and serious, even when the situation didn’t require anything of the sort. 

“It’s nothing major, we can solve it with a couple of sealings, and she’ll be good to go”.

Nanami visibly relaxed, and his previously furrowed brows went back to being stiff and sharp on his forehead.

“When can she get them done?” he flatly asks.

“Oh, even right now!”

Nanami glances at Emiko, looking for any signs of discomfort: he knew how much she didn’t like the dentist. Furthermore, she had never had anything done to her teeth besides some professional cleaning. He wondered if his little girl would be ok with the treatment.

“From what I see, she will need four sealings in total,” Sakamoto reasons. 

Nanami notices how Emiko tenses up and his hand instinctively finds a place on her head, gently stroking her hair.

“Will it take long?”

“It’ll take less than half an hour.” The dentist was now straightening Emiko’s chair before getting up from his. 

He mused at Kento’s silent but deep display of affection. Fatherhood had softened him, he noticed. Or it simply made him bring out what he always had in his heart. 

He kept his thoughts to himself, though. Putting Nanami on the spot was not something he really intended to do, even if the temptation was there. Just for the sake of it, the cheeky part of his mind said, just to see the ever-serious Kento a bit flustered, maybe with a light blush on his austere face.

Eventually, the flashing memory of a certain Satoru Gojo that Nanami had mentioned years ago definitely stomped out the desire to tease him.

Soon enough, Dr. Sakamoto realizes that he won’t be able to finish on Emiko and get onto the next appointment

So he calls in his new dental hygienist, Y/n

Aaaand action🎬

You walk in, a bit nervous, since your superior called you so suddenly

Today’s a special day, because you are not only confronted with your fine ass superior (yes, I imagined dr. Sakamoto as a fiiiine piece of man) but also with a really handsome stranger

Only later do you notice the little girl in the chair looking up at you with big brown eyes

You quickly put two and two together, and you find funny how the girl and the man have the same eyes, but transmit such drastically different feelings

Nanami looks over at you with suspicious curiosity

You look young to be in the medical field, and Sakamoto seems to have to leave, judging from how rushed everything he’s doing seems

Nothing promising, Kento thinks

The dentist explains to you the situation and you catch the drift, offering to help before he asks anything

He beams at you understanding and gets onto explaining everything to Nanami

He doesn't seem really ok with it…

"Excuse me?"

He heard perfectly. He just wanted to make sure. 

The fact that you were the one who was going to be dealing with Emiko didn't sit right with Nanami. A young girl like you? With no professional supervision?

"I said that Y/n-san will be working on Emiko today."

Nanami just couldn't accept it, but was too caught up in worry to notice that he was most definitely overreacting. And where was all this confidentiality between the two of you coming from?

"Alone?"

The man's tone was starting to rub you the wrong way. You were aware of your youth, and your measure of inexperience. You were aware that this man's sceptical attitude was driven only by the love he had for his child. You were aware that it was, hopefully, nothing personal. But prejudging your skill definitely got your gears grinding.

Dr. Sakamoto, furrowed his brows in confusion, briefly glancing over at you.

"Yes, Nanami-kun. She's a perfectly able dental hygienist, the best new addition to our studio, if I do say so myself."

You appreciated how the doctor defended your skills, regardless of your age. Sakamoto had always been less of a traditionalist, always looking at anyone before him as an individual and not as an amount of years. An opposite mentality seemed to you the one of Nanami, a man apparently driven mainly by duty, logic and sobriety. 

The blonde man seemed lost in thought, pondering whether he would allow you access to his most precious child or not.

The little girl in question was eying you curiously, face slightly peeking from the side of the backrest. She was so used to Sakamoto's deep blue scrubs, that your light blue ones were a novelty.

Emiko also inspected your surgical cap, so lively and expressive compared to your attire. As she was trying to make out the odd pattern, your eyes met hers for a brief second before she hid completely behind the chair. 

When she reemerged, eyes landing on yours, you slowly waved your hand at her, trying to make her feel more at ease. The little smile you sported was shyly mirrored by her, and soon enough you were crouched next to her, carefully talking to her.

Her bashfulness hadn’t gone unnoticed by you, judging by the way her hands gripped the leather-clad edge of the seat, partially covering her face. Her voice was a garble of hushed tones, but progressively got firmer the more you conversed. Her hands slipped away from the seat, finding a place on her thighs. You silently mused at the little girl slowly showing some personality as she  got more comfortable with you. Her face became more expressive, and her mannerisms a lot less stiff. She was such a ray of sunshine when she laughed, a gap showing in her juvenile smile.

It all came crashing down when your eyes met Emiko’s father’s ones. Instantly tensing, you got back on your feet, mumbling an apology and repetitively bowing. His eyes were on you, stern and cold as ever, even if his thoughts were much less menacing. 

Your eyes quickly flit toward the intimidating man, and you tried to hide in any way possible, first opting for scanning the whole room, aside from him. And his daughter too, because who knew what the man was thinking while you entertained her? 

Turning around, you noticed how Dr. Sakamoto was nowhere to be found. Had he left? Why would he leave? The man hadn't even answe-

“I told him he could leave.”

The way you whipped your head at his voice was one for the books. Paired with the astonishedly scared expression displayed on your face, it made Nanami inwardly smile. 

The silence that followed his voice lingered for an awfully long amount of time before it got broken.

“Oh...ok,” you reply awkwardly softly. You swiftly start preparing the room for the treatment, bringing out any necessities. You could feel him standing there, solid as a tower, with his eyes analyzing any little product you grabbed from the cream drawers. 

Performance anxiety was something new to you at the workplace, since you were very confident in your capabilities, but this man was sending all of that to the grave. You found it impressive how the air sat heavy in the room even though Emiko’s graceful humming could be heard. Speaking of which…

“Emiko-chan, do you know what we are going to do today?”

The ten year-old stared at you for a bit, clearly lost in thought. You could almost see the little wheels tuning in her little head.

“No, I don’t.” She briefly turned to her dad, who was too focused on how you were mixing the resinous sealant to notice. 

“Ok, let me explain to you and dad, ok?” You looked for confirmation in the man’s gaze, but nothing was found. His expression had not changed from before, even if an unfamiliar curious glint sparkled in his eye. 

Was he waiting for you to mess up? This you didn’t know. What you knew was that the next 25 minutes were going to be spent under a microscope, every action and minuscule movement thoroughly dissected and questioned. Whether he decided to ask you these questions upfront or keep them to himself was something only time could tell. Nevertheless, you hoped for the latter possibility.

You explain to Emiko what’s going to happen, trying to include Nanami in the conversation

You look at him while talking, to silently check in on him with what you’re doing

You’ve had a few experiences with parents who were paying attention and then called after the treatment asking what you had done to their child’s teeth

Were you not thereee 🤨🤨🤨

Kento doesn’t seem like that type of parent though, since he is quietly observing you with his hawk eye

He has to admit, he is trying to make sure you don’t do anything to hurt his little girl and he is almost expecting you to fail

You just seem a bit young for this

🙄🙄🙄

Tired of his unresponsiveness, you cut him out, focusing on what you have to do

And damn, do you do it well 😜

He notices how you manage to work, guide your assistant and calm Emiko all at once

Emiko is such a good patient, she never complains of anything

He’s very pleased

When you’re all done she’s sooooo relieved

You can tell by how she stops being tense

My poor baby

She jumps all giddily towards Nanami, hugging his thigh

“Are you ok?” Kento softly asks, looking down at Emiko.

“Yes, my teeth are so smooth!” she exclaims pointing at her mouth.

He glanced at you, your back facing him. You had taken off your gown and you were scribbling something down, probably what had taken place today. 

“Did it hurt,” he found himself asking, eyes lingering on you for a moment before he looked at his daughter.

His smile widened at the almost theatrical way she shook her head and at the proud look in her eye. She felt like a big girl doing big girl things. She had every right to feel that pride.

The scene was definitely heartwarming, even when you found yourself slightly taken back by Nanami smiling. He had a soft spot for his own child. Fair.

“Sorry, Nanami-san. We need your name to fill in the medical records, then I can let you leave,” you interjected, trying to sound as apologetic as possible. You didn’t know what this man thought of you, so sounding respectful was your only option. Especially if you wanted to keep such a well-paying job.

“Kento. Nanami Kento.” His voice was monotone, expressionless, but it had lost that wary edge to it. Everything had gone smoothly, so he was relaxed now, you reasoned.

And that was probably the truth, now that he was opening the first button of his dress shirt. A new sliver of skin was exposed, revealing a longer stripe of creamy pale skin that the assistant herself hadn’t missed. You had noticed how sharp the man looked, with his perfect posture and unmovable styled hair. You had noticed and deep down inside, you appreciated the view.

You invited Emiko and Nanami towards the door, ready to greet them. As much as you liked Emiko and could only wish for patients like her, her father’s presence loomed over you like a dark cloud and getting him out of the way would have only aided the situation.

Stretching your arm towards the door, you smiled at the little girl, eyes falling to her undone laces.

“Hold up, Emiko-chan, let me tie up your shoes”. You crouched down, carefully pulling and tying knots. You noticed how Nanami slowly nudged her with his hand, wordlessly trying to convey something.

“We wouldn’t want to lose your beautiful teeth, would we?” you joked, looking up at her. The friendly grin you had widened at the silent and emphatic headshake she answered you with. She broke eye contact to look over at Nanami, sharp eyes boring into glossy ones, before speaking to you.

As soon as your hands left her shoes, the little girl leaped forward, her little arms encasing your neck and her black hair caressing your cheek. All that reached your ears was a muffled ‘’thank you’ as you patted her back.

“No problem, Emiko,” you chuckled, smiling eyes locked with Nanami's.

His demeanor had changed, all of his gloomy aura being washed away by a vivacious ten-year-old. He seemed almost…embarrassed. It didn’t take long to figure out why, when the daughter of such an uptight man was crushing you, a stranger, in an embrace.

His shoulders stiffened even more, if that was possible, and his lips pressed into a tin line, eyes a bit wider. He couldn’t take it any more, how long was she hugging you for? He took pride in raising his daughter according to Japanese tradition, always polite but distant. But the ten years he had spent in educating her seemed useless, because what was this? He also thought that you wouldn’t like it, forgetting to connect the dots and noticing that you were hugging Emiko back, careless of tradition or cultural barriers, only guided by the short, but deep connection you had with the child in front of you.

“Emiko-chan, it’s enough. The doctor might not like it”.

The older man looked mortified when you looked over at him, leaning a bit down with his outstretched hand on Emiko’s head. The girl went back to her father, who audibly sighed in relief. He was still looking at you closely, now being able to give you his undivided attention. Too bad he wasn’t looking too closely at himself since he had slipped.

Doctor? He seemed to have recognized your level of skill and professionality, and the thought made you smirk at yourself. The big and mighty block of ice known as Nanami Kento was slowly melting, making him seem so innocuous at that moment.

“Do not worry, Nanami-san, your daughter gives wonderful hugs,” you reassure. His face seemed to soften, on the brink of a small smile, when Emiko decided to tug at his pants, gaining his attention.

“She smells nice!” she pouts, trying to justify herself.

You burst into a hearty laugh, Emiko following you in a fit of giggles. Nanami stood there admiri- looking at you. You seemed so in sintony with his daughter that he naturally took a liking to you.

You seemed good with kids, so natural and friendly, but professional and precise at the same time. He had always had a hard time tapping into the softer side of his personality with others, and he still struggled at times even with Emiko. 

Emiko was smarter than her peers, often having difficulty with friends and adults. You seemed to understand her, treating her like a child, without underestimating her, and it made him ask himself a few questions. Did you have smaller siblings? Did you simply like children? Was it something you had to learn?

"Do you have some?" he croaked, instantly regretting it.

The gruff, but shy tone caught you off guard, having you shooting your head up to look at Nanami.

‘Some' what? Your face unconsciously scrunched up in confusion, a brow raised above your questioning eye.

Homeboy is trying not to die

He wants the earth to swallow him up

Can't blame him tho😒

dO yOu hAvE soMe lookin ass

What????

Weed? I don't smoke sir🙅🏾‍♀️

Money? You rich rich boy what do you want from me 🤨

Drugs? You don't seem like the type🧐

Kewchie? Welllll for that…

I'm on my period and she's in x games mode rn so pls have patience with me

Anywayysss

It's lowkey cute to see him flustered

He's blushing y'all

For me US

He quickly corrects himself rephrasing the question

"I meant to say, do you have any children of your own?" 

His austere and rigid personality was back, joined by that aloof lilt in his voice that had gone missing before. You inwardly frowned at the lost progress.

"No, I just really like children, sir." Halfway through the sentence, you went a bit bashful at the realization that he was somewhat interested in you. At least, enough to ask you a personal question. 

He noticed the effect it had on you, mistaking it for embarrassment or even discomfort, and he vowed to himself to not overstep any boundaries. Nor yours or his. You took care of his daughter, you were a good person, you didn’t deserve his lowkey nosy self all up in your business.

"I'm very sorry, I didn't mean to offend you," he mumbled, diligently bowing at you, and avoiding all sort of eye contact. Now it was your turn to feel horrible.

“No, no, please,” you begin, getting up on your feet. “I wasn’t offended, just taken a bit aback.”

Nanami just nods, feeling a little less guilty. He still chastises himself, though. He hates how he occasionally finds himself acting a bit silly, something that you, in that very moment, found profoundly endearing. He wasn’t some kind of monster, he was human.

You let them go, saying your last greetings and shooting a wink at Emiko. Nanami’s blush hasn’t still subsided when he voices a quiet ‘thank you’, so quiet, you almost miss it.

“See you next time!”

He never thought that you beaming at him would have inclined his heart more towards you, oddly tickling something deep within his chest. Something he had to discover. Hopefully with you.

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☆ DAY FIVE: SUKUNA RYOMEN ☆

dilf!sukuna x gn!reader

wc: 573

tw: suggestive content, pet names

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT

a/n: well fuck :)) this is short but damn does it make me feel something :))

dilf!sukuna - you couldn't understand what it was but there was something about sukuna that made him so irresistible. you first saw him at a club, lazily leaning against the bar counter as he flirted with one of the bartenders. he was handsome to say the least. bold pink hair that was slicked back, cheeky smiled that splayed across his face. you could tell that he was way more mature than the other 20 year old men that flounced around here.

he had somewhat prominent smile lines on his face and the slightest bit of gray peeking out of roots. at first glance you'd say he was in his early to mid thirties, and that's what he'd want you to think. sukuna was 42, single and ready to fuck. he'd been looking for a pretty little thing to break when he came across you. leaning against the bar counter, waiting for someone to take your order. he turned his attention from the bartender to you, his signature smirk etched onto his face.

"now, why is it that a gorgeous little thing like you not gotten a drink yet?"

you tried your best to ignore him, but you could feel his gaze still stuck on you. you turned to him with a bored look on your face.

"maybe if you weren't flirting with the person who's supposed to make my drink, i'd have one."

you gave him a fake smile before turning back to him and trying to get the attention of another bartender. he was taken aback by your feistiness but he loved it. for sukuna it was all about the chase, and the harder the challenge, the sweeter the prize. he took it upon himself to order you a drink, which he slid across the table towards you. you looked at him with a scowl on your face.

"i don't need any favours."

you pushed the glass back towards him. he caught the glass in his hand and drank it. your stubbornness went straight to his cock making it twitch between his thighs. oh how he was going to enjoy this.

throughout the course of your evening, sukuna had been looking at you with a sort of predatory gaze that made your body tingle. you couldn't help but be attracted to him. yes, he was an asshole, but he was a hot one. you couldn't help but look at him when he called you things like "pretty thing". you had to admit, it made your thighs clench together.

it was by high time you left the bar and when you tried to walk away, sukuna tripped you, making you fall into his chest, dropping his drink all over him. you eyes widened as you stared up at him, apologizing profusely.

he just sat there, watching you run around like a lost puppy tried to clean his seemingly expensive jacket. he stopped you dead in your tracks as he grabed your chin and forced you to look up at him. there it was, his signature and that predatory look in his eyes. the combination almost made your knees give out. he pulled you closer, your noses almost touching.

"you want to be a brat all night but you can't even walk straight?"

his words were laced with harshness, but you somewhat loved it. he moved to the side, whispering in your ear.

"when i'm done with you you won't even be able to walk."

tagging: @mattsunscockslut @s-zu

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☆ DAY SEVEN: TORU OIKAWA ☆

dilf!toru x f!reader

wc:700

tw: throat fucking, degredation, breath play

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT

a/n: god he's so <3

dilf december collab

dilf!toru - your knees ached and your throat burned. you weren't sure how much more of this you could take. your body was pinned up against the locker as toru pistoned in and out of your mouth. your mind was blank as the tears and mascara rolled down your cheeks. his team had lost. even though it was a friendly match-up with some of his close friends, toru never took failure well.

you met him about 6 months ago in argentina. he was a volleyball coach at one of the local highschools, while you were a student teacher. you had run into him by accident on your first day, confused on where to go. the charming man offered to show you around. small accidental meetups became conversations before practice which eventually lead up to dinner.

you could barely believe a man like toru wanted anything to do with you. the man had brown curly hair and his stubble just made him look all the more beautiful. you could see the streaks of grey in his hair which he never saw the need to cover. he was confident and charismatic and always knew how to put a smile on your face and here you were, opposite him at the table as you laughed and chatted about everything and anything.

toru never thought he'd fall for someone as quickly as he fell for you. your bright smile and the way you'd counter his snide remarks. he loved it all. you were one in a million and he never wanted to give you up. one dinner turned into five. five dinners turned into five more, and an occasional day out here and there. you two were inseparable.

when push came to shove, he took you out for a sunset drive to the beach. you were taken aback by the array of colours as you and toru sat on top of the hood of his car. you stared at the sunset, admiring its beauty while toru's eyes were only on you. it was that day when he asked you to officially be his partner and you've been together ever since.

toru's highschool friends had invited him home for summer break and of course he accepted. it'd be a great opportunity for him to introduce you to them. so six months into your relationship, you and him are packing up and flying all the way to japan. this was one week ago. for that one week the two of you were getting over jetlag, sightseeing on your part and then the friendly match between him and his friends.

that day you met iwaizumi, issei, takahiro as well as the rest of his old team. a few other friends from different schools came to participate, making it quite the fun day, but oikawa's team had lost. he laughed it off with his friends before they said their goodbyes, promising to meet after for a drink or two.

this is what led to him throat fucking you like never before. god did you love it when he was angry, the sex was amazing and he was rougher than usual. he grabbed your hair giving him more leverage as he abused your hole.

"god damnit! not only did i lose, you were making eyes at iwa-chan the whole day. think i wouldn't notice slut?"

now you have to admit, you did take advantage of the situation to maybe have some jealous sex and oh boy did you get something better. his thrusts became haphazard as you felt him getting close.

"you're gonna take my cum like a good slut, hmm?"

all you could do was nod slightly before he grabbed your nose and closed it as he bottomed out inside your mouth, cumming down your throat. he let your nose go and pulled his cock out, allowing you to breathe. he wiped himself off with his towel before throwing it at you.

"clean up. we're meeting them for drinks."

he gave you a quick kiss on the head before taking his bag and walking out of the locker room. after what just happened, you might make oikawa jealous more often.

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☆ DAY TWO: ASAHI AZUMANE ☆

dilf!asahi x gn!reader

wc: 761

no content warnings!

a/n: currently dying but i hope everyone enjoys this<3

dilf december collab

dilf!asahi who has always been shy, even after high school. he never stepped out of line, shaving at one point to see if it made him look younger, and less intimidating. he always did things for others without expecting anything in return. such a kind and honest man he was.

dilf!asahi who grew his hair out, till it reached his chest. the grey peeping through at the roots, beautifully blending into his dark brown locks. he sported his grey hair like it was his pride and joy. it never fazed him that he might be pegged as 'old' because he was. he wasn't in his prime anymore, but oh did he age well.

dilf!asahi who walks his 3 year old son to school every morning. holding his little hand in his as the boy skips along. his son was his whole world. always making him laugh at the darndest of things. his son looked just like him, brown hair sitting at his ears as well as big brown doe eyes. eyes that could make his father melt and give him anything he wanted.

dilf!asahi who looked away for just a second, and his son had vanished from his sight. in a fit of panic he did everything he could to run around the store to find him. you had come across this boy, scared out of his mind. you offered your hand to him, telling him that he was okay and that you'd help him find his parents.

dilf!asahi who was still frantically running around when you finally found him. his heart almost dropped out of his ass as he pulled his son into the tightest hug, almost ignoring your existence. you had almost left before he grabbed your arm. he wanted to give you a proper thank you before you disappeared.

dilf!asahi who stood there speechless. when he saw your face for the first time, he could barely believe what he was seeing. you were the most beautiful person he had ever met. he was enamoured with everything about you. the way you spoke, the way your eyes lit up every time his son spoke to you. he had never seen his son get along with anyone that quicky, but clearly you were special.

dilf!asahi who invites you for coffee sometime as a thank you. he tries his best not to seem as nervous as he actually was, hands shaking as he gave you his phone. getting your contact details had his knees weak. was he ready to date again? he had been single for the longest time and his son had been the centre of his life, but after hearing him gush about how you saved his life, asahi couldn't help but feel warmth filling his heart.

dilf!asahi who almost knocked you over when he saw you again. you had been waiting outside the coffee shop when asahi came hurtling towards you, scared that he was late. without looking in front of him, the sheer force of his body impacting yours had you toppling over. stilling having his quick reflexes, he caught you by your waist, pulling you close to his chest. you could feel that he was well built, body still in shape. his whole body engulfed yours. you never thought you were small but next to this man, you were tiny.

dilf!asahi who feels absolutely livid about almost knocking you down. the whole time you were together he tried his utmost to make the day the best he could. you found it cute how much he tried. he was like a lost puppy trying to find his way and you absolutely adored it.

dilf!asahi who offered to walk you home as your day was coming to a close. he was polite and perfect. never stepping over any boundaries, always doing the most to make you feel comfortable. you found him refreshing. his sweet smile and his brown eyes that were full of wonder. your heart had never beat this fast for anyone before and it was all his fault. once reaching your apartment asahi had reached his hand out to shake yours. your heart melted at how kind he was. you stepped forward, kissing his cheek before saying good night. asahi was dumbfounded. he just watched as you walked into your building, his cheeks and ears red from embarrassment. you'd be the death of him, and he wouldn't have it any other way.

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ANNOUNCEMENT:

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okay so hi guys. mini anouncement! for my dilf december collab. i'll be doing three out of the remaining men i have in the line up, BUT i'm gonna have to have y'all vote on it.

choose the three you want me to write about the most and then comment it or shoot me an ask!

the lil survey will be open till sunday or maybe a bit next week but yeah! please send in your thoughts! it'll be great to hear what y'all want <3

so technically i'll be writing three more fics, and then continuations of the ushi one and sukuna one so five in total for this collab!

characters to choose from below:

aot: miche zacharius, eren jaegar, jean kirschtein, armin arlert, reiner braun, zeke jaeger

jjk: satoru gojo, toji fushiguro, kento nanami

mha: shouta aizawa, eijirou kirishima, denki kaminari, shoto todoroki, hisashi hamada

hq: takanobu aone, kenma kozume, issei matsukawa, daichi sawamura, keishin ukai, rintaro suna, hajime iwazumi, kōtarō bokuto

naruto: kakashi hatake, jiraiya

happy voting!

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Hi!!

For your Dilf December collab event, I would love to write something for Shouta Aizawa from BNHA if no one has requested it first!!

hi beautiful!! ofc you can do that! i'm excited to see what you produce<3

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Hii! I noticed your DILF December post and wanted to know if I could write for Geto Suguru?

Also, yes, I was gonna ask if I could submit one fo my earlier blogs, for Toji, which I posted a few days ago? Would you like it if I wrote a new one in December only?

Like, it's a small doubt, one I hope you don't mind clarifying.

DILF December = I got new smut to read everyday for the next month hehe

Ilove your idea <3

hi sweets!! you can totally write for geto bby!!

also you can submit your older post as well if you'd like to as well or just that! i don't mind

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Hi Hanta!!!

I'd love to write for geto for your dilf collab if that's okay!!

hope you're doing okay lovely

hiii sweetie!! ahhh can't wait to see what you produce <33

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Hiii Silas✨

I'm sorry I just saw your post for dilf december😔, but I vote for gojo, shoto and reiner.

In any case happy writing and have a nice day💖

is okay baby! thank you for the votes <3

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Denki, gojo n bokuto!!!

WAHHHH SUCH TASTE!!!

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I'M FINISHED WITH HIGHSCHOOL FOREVER AHAHAHAH!!

later i'll post day one of dilf decemeber hehe!! pretty proud of it so i hope y'all like it!!

get ready for prime dilf content this december!!