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bambiniibambz · 3 months ago

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Drunk Dial?

(not my art, credit goes to @Ayushnz or Ayu on Instagram and twitter)

Kento Nanami x Fem!reader

Warning - Smut, Vulgar language, Alcohol usage, Drunk sex,ETC. (Read at your own discretion)

A/N: This is my first smut, or my first time publishing a smut really. Please be kind and feel free to ask me to write about anything. I love writing however I have been afraid to do so until now.

-- I am open to constructive criticism, I was writing in the first person point of view, however, if you readers do not like that then I can change it per request.

The sound of the music was deafening, I didn’t even realize what was happening to me. The lights were flashing constantly all around me, I could feel the vibrations of the bass through my body. My legs felt like jello as I leaned from person to person trying to reach the bathroom. The smell of sweat filled my lungs, my own sweat dampening my hair making it stick to my forehead. My entire body was hot, feverish almost. My black dress kept riding up, I was in no shape or hurry to fix it. It felt like every step was a struggle. Everything was a daze, like I was in a dream.

As I entered the bathroom I saw the lights flicker for a moment, or was that just me blinking? I shut the door, the music becoming a little muted and giving my ears and heart a break from the heavy rhythm. I turned to face the mirror, taking in my disheveled appearance. My eyes were bloodshot and glossy, my makeup a glittery mess. My long hair was frizzy, some of my hair strands sticking to my forehead and body. I felt hot and sticky and looked almost sunburnt. My entire body felt feverish and the smell of sweat was beginning to rise towards my nostrils.

I leaned against the bathroom sink and reached up to feel my face, but I felt nothing. My nerves were not alerting me to the contact on my face. My tongue was also starting to feel foreign in my mouth, as if there was a big wet muscle wiggling around in my mouth. I let out a sigh and felt my breath hitch. I tried to shake off my drunken haze, tried to pull myself together a little as I pulled my dress down to try and cover my already exposed ass. The short black dress with long sleeves that hung off my shoulder was too short for my liking. I didn’t even know why I had decided to wear it out tonight.

I struggled to fish my phone out of my mini black purse, the golden Saint Laurent latch on it was putting up a good fight with my shaky fingers. My eyes strained themselves with the screen of my phone, not being able to differentiate anything on it. I basically clicked random buttons until I finally got to my contacts, clicking on the first contact I saw. “A-HOLE”, it read. I huffed slightly, trying to convince myself to push my pride aside. I chewed my lip anxiously as I heard the phone ring once, then twice, then a click. He had answered.

“Hello?”

I heard his tired voice come from the other end. He was most likely still at the office or working from home, when was he not working? I shuddered, a sudden chill coming over me as I tried to croak out a sentence. My voice came out slurred, which was not my intention. “C-come get me.”

“Y/N?” His voice came out deep, it left a ringing in my chest.

“mhm” I heard silence, then a sigh.

“Nanami~?” I could hear myself whining the ‘N’ in his name. I wanted to go home.

“I have your location, wait in the bathroom and don’t say anything to anyone, do you understand?”

I mumbled a small ‘yes’ then walked to the nearest stall and sat down on the toilet. I heard him shuffling over the phone then I heard the jingle of his keys. I heard a door slam before the call ended, did I hang up or did he?

I sat for quite a while, fiddling with the latch on my purse or the charms on my heels and jewelry. I saw the lights flicker on and off in the bathroom and heard girls walking in and out talking and giggling while going about their business. My head was reeling and the stall felt like it was spinning. I tried to ground myself, plant my feet on the floor and keep my head under my knees. I felt like I was flying and falling at the same time and I was beginning to get nauseous.

I had no idea how much time had passed before I heard the bathroom door slam open. A few of the women that were in the bathroom began to scream in panic from the unexpected and sudden intrusion. I raised my head, breathing heavily as I heard the heavy footsteps pass each stall. The click clack of his dress shoes echoing through the bathroom as he stalked slowly. I watched as his shoes and dark shadow passed by my stall, feeling my breathing slow. Suddenly the man stopped walking, halting abruptly before turning around and stopping directly in front of the stall I was in.

“I can smell your perfume Y/N, let me in.”

His tone never faltered, he was commanding me. I followed his orders, moving my arms forward, extending my delicate fingers to unlock the latch to the stall. The stall door creaked open, my eyes staring at the strong man who stood in front of me. His dark cyan collar shirt was unbuttoned slightly, exposing the delve in his chest. His cheetah print tie also hung loosely around his neck, his rolled up sleeves hugging his muscular forearms tightly. I drank in the sight, my drunken mind already swaying towards him.

I heard him sigh, one hand massaging his temple as the other rested on his hip. I continued to stare, my mouth parted, my eyes clouded and my mind foggy.

“God, Y/N… Okay, come on angel, let me help you, yeah?”

He walked closer to me, his buff build barely fitting in the narrow stall. He extended his arms, both hands on either of my shoulder, trying to support me as he helped me up. My hands found my way to his shoulders, my manicured nails slightly pinching his skin through the fabric of his collared shirt.

"Please Nami~, I wan-na go home~"

My speech slurred even more as I struggled to talk. I could hear the coarseness in my voice, the strain as I forced my numb mouth to form words. I slumped into his shoulders as he reached around and grabbed my purse, holding it with his pinky. Nanami didn't say anything as he picked me up with his strong arms, carrying me out of the bathroom and back into the club. The music blaring out of the speakers louder than before, or was I just imagining that?

I felt him shuffle through the crowd, covering me with his body, keeping me from being seen or touched. As he reached the exit he nodded to the bouncer and walked out. The doors of the club opened and the crisp city air hit me hard, it was cold, as opposed to the inside of the club that was sweltering. I shivered, my feverish body still sweating, most likely a symptom of the borderlines alcohol poisoning I had given myself.

Nanami only looked down at me, his brows furrowed, as if he was concerned for me. He shook off the look as he crossed the busy city street to get to his car, setting me down for a quick moment as he unlocked his car and opened the passenger door. Seating me swiftly and buckling me in, taking off my shoes to provide me with some kind of comfort.

I heard the driver door open and then slam once Nanami got in. He buckled his seatbelt and then started the car, I felt the rumble of the engine rise through my core and into my ears. My head getting dizzy off of the new car smell, he always kept his car pristine. Nanami pulled out of the busy parking spot and onto the street, keeping one hand on the wheel and the other on the shift stick. Staying quiet until they were on the highway, he finally parted his lips to speak.

"What were you thinking?"

His tone was calm, it was almost scary. He remained cold and stoic as he spoke, trying not to let his emotions get the better of him, but I knew he was struggling. The whites of his knuckles as he gripped the wheel told me better, his tense muscles and gritted teeth told me better. I knew better. So I sat quietly, trying to slow my heart rate and even my ragged breaths.

"Did you even have anyone with you? Why didn't anyone think to cut you off? You look like a mess Y/N, sound like one too. It's almost 3:00 in the morning."

He cut himself off, sighing and raising his hand to one against massage his temple. I looked at him, his face tense and his jaw tight. He gripped the wheel tightly, excising his frustration on it as if the wheel was the root of all of his emotion. I parted my mouth, trying to speak. I wanted to say something to reassure him that I was fine.

"I was with some friends, women from my work. I drank more than I could handle. I only wanted to celebrate with them Nami, I am sorry."

I was sure he could hear the slight pout in my expression as I spoke. The tension in the air hung heavy between us, it was awkward since we hadn't spoken in so long. Ever since his promotion he had been working a lot more which meant we parted a little. We were only colleagues at most but it was still hurting me that he didn't even care to check in on me here and there.

When I had gotten my promotion he did not even congratulate me, he most likely didn't even know. However, it didn't even matter anymore, the celebratory night had ended in disaster, and I was wasted.

I looked over to see that his face had softened, his brows were still furrowed but his eyes looked filled with care.

"You should have called me sooner Y/N, you know I would have dropped everything for you."

My mouth parted slightly, taking in a small gasp, expressing my shock at his words. It was unlike him to be this blunt. My heart softened yet my face contorted into one of bitterness, still hurting from his actions. How could he say that yet do the complete opposite.

"You're a liar! You barely talked to me after you left. I know you were busy but were you really too busy to even send me a small text?"

I sat up in the seat, pulling my knees under me so that I could be facing him as I sat. I continued in my verbal assault to his character.

"You don't even know what I was celebrating."

He glanced at me, only for a moment, but when he saw the pout on my face and my visibly upset expression his chest expanded. He was feeling guilty. He adjusted himself in his seat and cleared his throat, turning his attention back to the road once again. He took a deep breath before responding to me.

"Y/N, you know better than anyone that I care about you and I will always be honest with you. I had always tried to put you first but my work was beginning to become cumbersome, and the more I saw you grow the more I felt like I was becoming an anchor. How do you think I felt when as soon as I left on promotion you got promoted as well? I was proud, beyond proud, but I felt the reason you hadn't been promoted sooner was because of me."

He spoke softly, his voice dying down into a smooth and gentle wave that washed over me. His muscles flexed as he turned the wheel, turning into his neighborhood. I stared at him, not knowing what to say. I looked down, a little ashamed at my words. I hadn't even known the entire story and had just accused him of being cold-hearted.

"I-, I had no idea. Why? Why would you even think that? I was always so smitten with you. I always tried to tell you or show you that I liked you but I thought that you just weren't interested."

I saw him smile a little as he pulled into his driveway, looking at me with an expression of slight disbelief. I smiled back at him dumbly, bringing up my hand to try and cover my smile.

"You liked me?"

My face flushed even more and somehow my body got hotter. I smacked him playfully, giggling as I did so.

"How did you not know? I literally made it so obvious."

He chuckled, a deep rumble erupting from his chest as he moved to turn off the parked car. He took off his seatbelt and opened the car door, walking to my side and opening that door as well before unbuckling my seatbelt. He lifted me in his strong arms with ease, shutting the door and then locking his car.

"You should have just told me, I liked you too but I tried not to show it. I thought you were just being nice."

My head was flying, the intoxication fading slightly and giving me a pleasurable high. I giggled into his shoulder as he walked with me in his arms. He removed one of his arms and dug around for his keys, grabbing them and then unlocking the door.

"Well, you know now~."

I said as he helped me inside his home, removing my shoes and putting them to the side.

"I do,"

He said calmly, I felt the tremor in his voice as he spoke. It rose from my tummy and to my heart. He set me down on the floor, my toes touching the floor before my heel, my feet resting flat against the ground. His large hands rested at my hips as my hands rested at his shoulders.

I felt the tension of the moment, his soft lips looking so kissable. I leaned in closer, moving my hand to the back of his neck while standing on my tippy toes. Trying to inch in close enough to finally feel him against my lips.

"Y/N, I brought you here to make sure that you don't get alcohol poisoning. I know you like me doll, but I would rather not take advantage of you while you're intoxicated."

He removed my hand from the back of his neck before he pulled me towards his couch, setting me down on the plush material. He took a step back, loosening his tie even more and running his fingers through his hair. I drooled over him, staring at him with hungry eyes.

"Please, Nami? I'm sober enough, I won't regret it I know that I won't."

He froze as he heard my voice, I was basically begging for him to fuck me. I had wanted him for so long and I finally had a chance to have him; and he was containing himself simply because I was a little inebriated?

He shook his head as he glared at me, lust beginning to cloud over his eyes. I was sure that almost everything was still exposed. The short black dress barely covered anything. I leaned over the side of the couch, my cleavage basically spilling out as I did so.

"Y/N, you don't even know what you are asking me to do. Please just get some rest. We can talk about this in the morning."

He said to me as he pulled a blanket from a little linen closet in the hall. He walked towards me and began trying to tuck me in, I moved my arm, tugging at his shirt. My eyes staring at his, silently pleading with him. I once again pursed me lips, clutching at his shirt with my manicured nails.

"Y/N, please, you know how hard it is for me to stop myself from indulging in you."

His voice came out a breathless whisper, his breath fanning on my face as he slowly inched closer.

"Please indulge in me Nami~."

I whimpered out before his resolve finally crumbled. His lips melted into mine, his hand holding my waist while the other held my neck steady. He tilted his head, his tongue asking for entrance, I gladly let him in; his tongue began to prod at my cheeks and tongue, gently entangling himself with me. He was such a gentlemen.

He began leaving sloppy wet kisses down my jaw to my neck and chest. The wet sound of the contact gracing my ears with each passionate peck. I tangled both of my hands in his blonde hair, moaning as he continued to litter me in love marks.

"You're so pretty, all laid out for me, my sweet girl."

He cooed as he moved lower, slipping my dress over my thighs and tummy to reveal my pastel pink lace panties. He kissed my tummy and moved at a torturingly slow pace, stopping at the band of my panties. I whined at the loss of contact, his warm lips being replaced by the cold air.

He settled his face between my legs, moving back on the couch. He used his fingers to rub small circles at my entrance through my panties. The already damp spot spreading and soaking my panties even more.

"Awww, my pretty girl's already so wet for me."

He said as he pushed my panties to the side, pushing a finger in with ease. I was so wet that it just glided in, I heard the lewd squelching sounds coming from my pussy as he moved his finger in and out of me. His brows furrowed as he eyed my pussy, watching the way I swallowed his fingers hungrily.

"God, Y/N."

He removed his fingers and began to tease me, dragging his fingers lightly over the band of my panties, watching as I bucked my hips into him. He chuckled before finally taking off my panties.

I watched as lowered himself towards my sex, his eyes making contact with mine as he licked a long fat strip over my entrance and clit. I shuddered, my eyes rolling back as I moaned loudly. The lustful glint in his eyes was hard to miss.

"Nami, please~, more please more."

I need him so badly, my head was spinning from the high he was giving me. I lifted my hand and bit on one of my nails, my brows furrowing as I watched him go down on me. I felt his tongue darting out, lapping at my clit while curling his two fingers inside of me.

I cried out for him, my release already building in the pit of my stomach. He felt me tightening around his fingers, the way my moans became more desperate. The way I ground back against his tongue becoming more frantic.

"Nami, I'm gonna-aa~."

He pulled away immediately, denying me my release. I looked at him, tears brimming around my eyes, my chest heaving. My fluid glistened on his chin as he licked his fingers, tasting me. I sat up on the couch, moving myself towards him, forcing him to sit on the couch as I straddled him in between my legs.

"Y/N, what are y-?"

My wet pussy stained his beige pants, I felt his bulge poking at my clit. I kissed him while grinding down on it, the delicious feeling erupting in my tummy once again. One of his hands grabbed my waist, pushing me down further on his member while the other grabbed my hair, deepening the kiss. I pulled away, gasping for air, my lips bruised and swollen.

"Please fuck me."

I whispered breathlessly; I felt his chest heave underneath me as I pressed my hands against his pecs. He lifted me with him as he stood, setting me down on my feet as he looked into my eyes. Half-lidded as he seductively unbuckled his pants; unzipping them then tossing them somewhere in the living room. He removed his shirt as well, he walked towards me, pulling the top of my dress down to expose my cleavage.

My nipples perky and hard as he took one in his mouth, suckling on the supple flesh. I let out a whimper, palming his hard on through his boxers. I felt how big he was, the girth of his cock straining against him because of the tight boxers. I felt his tip, precut already leaking and staining his boxers.

I knelt down to take his boxers off, his length slapping my face as it was finally freed from its confine. He stared down at me, mouth parted, muscles flexing and tense as his dick twitched.

"ah-fuck"

I grabbed it in my hand, giving soft strokes before taking a long lick, from the base of his cock all the way to the slit of his tip.

He shuddered underneath my touch, his hand finding purchase in my hair as he tugged lightly. I put his tip in my mouth, sucking slowly, hollowing out my cheeks as I began bobbing my head.

"Take my cock, just like that."

I spit and sucked, taking in as much of his cock as I could. Trying to stuff my mouth full of his cock. He eventually began fucking my face. Planting his hands on either side of my head and shoving my mouth onto his dick, forcing me to take all of him. I gagged and choked, sputtering on his member as he continued his ministrations.

"You're such a fucking slut, slobbering on my cock like a good little bitch."

My heart throbbed as he finally pulled himself out of me, his words made my heart flutter. It seemed so wrong but felt so good.

He lifted me up, placing me on the couch, leaning over me in a missionary position. He teased my entrance with the head of his cock, I felt my inside tighten around nothing as he slid his head over my clit over and over.

"Nami! Please, please just fuck me, give me what I want."

He leaned his forehead against mine, our sweat mingling together as he gave me a kiss on my lips.

"You're that desperate? Shh sweetheart, it's okay. I'm here don't worry, I'll fuck you good my baby."

His tip pushed through my entrance, I cried out, my hands flying to clutch at his shoulders.

"haaa~ Nami!~"

He was so big, he was barely inside of me and I was already crying from how good it felt. I felt his gaze on me, a smirk playing on his lips as he slid all the way in. He breathed heavily, moaning gruffly from the feeling of me squeezing around him.

"fuck- you're so tight-'

He moaned as he began to move, his hips slamming into me at a slow pace. He stared at my tits, watching them bounce back and forth as he continued to fuck me. He took one of his hands and began to massage my clit gently. Rubbing slow circles over it. I was seeing stars.

"F-faster please nami~ I wanna cumm~"

I moaned out, he obliged to my request, sliding forward and forcing himself deeper. He began pounding into me mercilessly, I heard the lewd slapping of skin against skin echo throughout his living room. His moans and huffs spurred me on as I neared my climax.

"You wanna cum for me? hm, pretty girl?"

A mumble of 'yes' tumbled out of mouth repetitively, he only went faster, edging me closer towards my release. His thumb rolled over my clit again and I released all over him, my juices squirting out onto his abdomen and dribbling down his thighs.

"fuck fuck fuck-"

I quivered as he held my hips steady, fucking me through my high. His breath became heavy, I could tell he was nearing his end as well.

"Such a messy girl, this cock making you go stupid?"

My mind turned into mush. It was like he was mocking me while making me go dumb on his cock. He knew what he was doing. My tongue lolled out of mouth as my eyes rolled to the back of my head. I couldn't even form a sentence at this point, let alone try and protest against him, I knew he was right.

My hands reach out, my eyes struggling to maintain eye contact with him.

"fuck- I'm about to cum"

His strokes became more frantic, his steady rhythm losing pace. I locked my legs around him, trying to make sure that he came inside. I mustered up the last bit of coherency my brain could form.

"d-don't pull out"

I heard his chest rumble with a laugh, as he took a good look at my fucked out expression. "You serious?"

I only nodded my head, egging him on, I wanted him to finish inside of me. He continued to fuck me, finally reaching his climax. I felt thick ropes of cum shoot into me as he bottomed out in me. He was balls deep, his head twitching inside of me as he emptied everything he had.

I couldn't even tell what happened next, I was already out cold on his couch. Blissful and happy from the night.

--A/N - if you have managed to make it this far, thank you for reading and if you do not like it then please offer me suggestions on what to write about and what I could do differently. I tried my best but as I said it is my first smut. I am sorry if it seems a little rushed.

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