#*edit - changed the divider bc i didn’t like the other one ☝️

[sexlapis]

nanami reminding you of your manners 💭

ns4w, short one shot, female!reader, overstimulation, vibrator, ropes as restraints, collars, slight breath play, praise (good girl), nanami is a tiny bit mean 🎀

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vermillion ropes gently restrain you, similar to nanami’s hands, wrapping around you thighs and calves and arms like vines, with your body being the guarded, sacred temple.

and the black collar sits securely around your neck. a firm reminder.

you know you will have marks for days.

the most significant aspect of this, is the erratic wand being held right up against your trembling pearl, playing with and almost tormenting your poor, little nub. but, you blossom like a flower under the vibrations, chest rising to the sky and your mouth agape and awaiting.

and nanami loves to see you bloom.

“look at that, sweetheart,” he says, beckoning down to your ruined cunt, “look at all the mess you’ve made.”

with tear-filled eyes, you look down.

it is messy.

the bedsheet you sit on are puddled with your essence, the hairs around your mound gleam with it too and your inner thighs are damp and sticky.

“oh-oh!” you stammer out to him in acknowledgment.

you feel it coming.

the heat gradually rising from you poor pussy and up to your belly, pooling all around your lower abdomen, swirling all together and all around.

“oh, you’re almost there, aren’t you?” nanami taunts you, so meanly, in his easy tone.

he doesn’t need you to answer that.

he can tell by the tear-streaks on your puffy cheeks, the droplets that bead at your hairline and trickle down the side of your face, the tautness of your pointed nipples, the way your eyes lull into the back of your skull, the tempting twitches, tremors and shakes of your wrecked body.

that’s all the answer he needs.

you gasp.

the vibrations rock through you, slick wetness forming around the wand attached to your pussy.

“i’m gonna-i’m gonna cum. i’m g’nna cum.” you sniffle, a tear rolling down from your eye.

“hm? is that right? what do we say when we wanna cum?”

oh, yes. where are your manners?

you moan loudly. you almost forgot.

“can i…can i cum? please?”

“of course you can, baby.”

the kiss nanami places on your temple is what sets you off.

it pummels right through you, sending your already sensitive body into overdrive. all the pressure curled up in your stomach unfurls rapidly, and bursts out from your cunt, splattering on the soft sheets. the loud, high-pitched cry you let out rings around the room as nanami nibbles and sucks on your jawline.

your quiver. random, whiny sounds pour out of your mouth as you twitch. you hands squeeze into fists, trying to gain control of yourself and your body.

nanami doesn’t stop.

he continues, the wand still on a high setting.

a long whine flows out of you.

“what do we say?”

you blink at him.

you’re so fucked out, your eyes bleary and tender.

you groan softly, confused.

so nanami raised his free hand and holds the end of the collar on your neck, and pulls.

you wheeze, a full body tremble rocks through your body again.

nanami asks again. “what do we say?”

it clicks.

“thank you,” you scrabble out, peering up at him in search of validation, “thank you, thank you, thank you!”

the vibrations destroying your body come to an abrupt end. you let out a large breath, your body sagging and going near limp.

“that’s a good girl.” nanami kisses your cheek, your nose, your eyelids, your lips and all over your hot face while you come down from oblivion.

his hands soothe over your sweaty, convulsing body and he quickly unties the restraints on your body, moving them away from you completely.

with the strength left in your weary body, your curl your arms around his neck, wanting to be close to him so badly.

nanami’s warm chuckle fills your ears and he holds you to him gladly, resting his head on yours.

“god, you’re so good.” he breathes out. “so fucking good for me…”

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a/n: uhm ahahaha soooo this isn’t funny anymore i need him…………………………….