#f!nanami

[bookskeepers]

nanami kento, but make him female (because i wanted to practice female anatomy) and make him a volleyball player (because haikyuu brainrot)

+ my first background oopsies

[loveanddeepdick]

nanami knows that his dick is good. that his dick can turn a 2/10 day to a 10/10 week. that even though you hated giving head to your ex-boyfriends, you’d gladly drop anything to suck his dick.

nanami watches you, letting out short groans and whines as he watches your mouth move up and down his dick. whenever, wherever, he’ll let you have it. he’s yours and you’re his! ofc he’ll let you have him anytime <3

nanami who dicks you down anytime you’re horny, stressed, or just plain wants it. he’s ready when you are! he’s suck a gentlemen with it too, cleaning you up after you suck him off or take his dick, gently cleaning you with a damp towel or the wipes he keeps in the dashboard of his car.

nanami doesn’t believe in condoms, well, he did but after you let him hit it raw once, he was hooked for life. he’s such a gentlemen though, so if you want him to wear one he will but you both know it feels better when you’re skin to skin.

nanami who, even though he loves receiving, loves giving even more. he’ll have his head in between your legs, sucking on you like his life depends on it. even when you tug on his dirty blonde, salt and pepper hair, he shakes his head.

“‘m not done, sweetheart. need to finish eating, yeah? you gonna let me?”

nanami who looks at you from between your legs, lovestruck after you pass out from rounds of head from him. his eyes never your head is laying against the pillow as if you’re deep in a peaceful sleep, a contradiction to the events that just conspired before.

“poor baby.. aww, don’t worry, i’m here”

nanami who cleans you up each time after he’s in between your legs. in the bathroom, he admired the white slick left on his face and chuckles as he washes it off. he’ll take a damp cloth and a glass of water from the kitchen before he comes back. sitting on the edge of your shared bed, he gently cleans you before closing your legs, pulling e covers on you

“see you when you wake up, love. i’ll be here”

[emmyrosee]

Kento is… stressed.

You’ll be back any minute with the confidence that Kento has fed Aina, given her a small bath, then taken her for naptime. And normally, kento is more than comfortable and confident in his abilities to provide that security in your expectations.

But Aina is not eating. She wants nothing to do with the food he’s trying to feed her. Every time he tries to nudge the spoon close to her face, she screams and pushes it away. He doesn’t have other food to give her, this is what the pediatrician recommended so naturally, that’s what you both bought.

And she wants nothing to do with it.

In a desperate attempt to make his little girl eat, he takes a spoonful onto the plastic spoon, his heart breaking as his little girl winces in distress. “Here, here, my love, see-“ he takes the spoonful into his mouth, and almost immediately, spits it back out into his palm, groaning in agony at the taste.

Him and Aina stare for a moment, then two, before suddenly, her chubby cheeks curl into a smile. He shakes his head and makes a move to the sink to wash his hands, “I’m not feeding you that. No. That’s abhorrent.”

She merely giggles more and fists the banana mush on her tray. He chuckles, “that wasn’t yummy, was it, little love? It was yucky?”

“I just bought that food.”

He relaxes at the sound of your voice, flashing you a small smile as you enter the room. You wrap your arm around his waist and rest your head on one of his biceps, “she’s a baby, she doesn’t know what good and bad food is,” you chuckle.

“Normally I would never argue with my wife, but trust me, my love, this food is awful,” he says.

“It can’t be that bad, the pediatrician recommended it.”

He watches as you take the spoon and scoop some of the blended baby food onto it, and confidently, as he did, pop it in your mouth. Immediately, to his amusement, your face twists in utter disgust and you dash to the sink, spitting out the contents into the porcelain. “Oh my god!”

“I wouldn’t lie to you, my love.”

You dry your mouth on a paper towel, “yeah no. Don’t feed that to her. Burn it if you must.”

He smiles and nods his head, “will do.”

[charmzero]

🧺 🌸

some close ups if it’s too crunchy

and some low effort scribbles

[daisynik7]

[M4F] Husband Catches You Listening to Audio P*rn, Teaches You a Lesson [Soft Mdom] [Established Relationship] [Mild Degradation] [Praise] [Overstimulation] [Multiple Orgasms] [Creampie]

Pairing: husband!Nanami x f!reader

Word Count: ~2.6k

cw: established relationship, p*rn no plot, smut – PIV sex (cowgirl), sex toys, mutual masturbation, fingering, cunnilingus, sex without a condom, creampie, overstimulation, soft dom!Nanami, breeding kink, mild degradation (use of slut and whore), praise, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, pet names (honey, sweetie, sweetheart, princess, baby)

Summary: Nanami comes home early from his business trip and catches you doing something naughty in your bedroom. Author’s Note: Inspired by all the audio porn VAs that I listen to! Special shoutout to @mrsackermannx for raving about AugustInTheWinter with me. If you have not listened to him yet, PLEASE check him out, he’s incredible. Also, I’m clearly very delulu for Nanami currently, considering this is the third piece I’ve written for him within a week, but hey, this is my outlet! So I hope you enjoy! MDNI divider created by @/cafekitsune. Likes, reblogs, and/or comments are always appreciated, thank you for reading!

Your skin is sweltering against the sheets, sweat damp on your forehead and neck. Thighs are apart, vibrator buzzing on your clit, sleek with lube and arousal. You’re home alone; Nanami doesn’t return until tomorrow morning. Still, the thought of the audio porn playing on speaker makes you shy, so you have both earbuds in, listening to the sultry tones of your favorite voice actor moaning expletives directly into your ear. Such a good girl, oh fuck. You feel so good, sweetheart. Take that cock for me. You are so fucking tight, holy shit. The added sound effects of thwapping and wet squelches in the background immerse you into a state of erotic bliss, gushing for the second time tonight from the sensation of the toy pulsing on your throbbing bud.

“What do we have here?”

You jolt up when you hear your husband’s voice from the doorway, startled to see him standing there, leaning against the frame with a serious look on his face. His spectacles are on, covering his eyes, which you can tell are boring into you in this lewd position. 

Popping your headphones off, you hide the vibrator under the pillow, as if he hasn’t already caught you red-handed. Closing your legs, you bat your eyelashes, feigning an innocent expression. “Honey! What are you doing here?” More heat rushes into your cheeks, scorching hot from your recent orgasm and current embarrassment.  

He steps forward, sitting at the far edge of the bed, avoiding your gaze by staring at the floor, acting disappointed. “I managed to catch an earlier flight. Wanted to surprise you.” Dramatic, he turns to face you, eyes narrowed through his tinted lenses. “It appears that I am the one being surprised.” 

Biting your lip to hold back your laughter, you crawl towards him, naked from the waist down, your panties discarded on the floor near his feet. He’s not actually upset; having been together long enough and in tune with each other’s emotions, you can tell that he isn’t seriously mad at you. This is a role he indulges in occasionally: stoic, strict husband with a mean streak when things don’t go his way. And you know exactly where this will lead to, so naturally, you play along. “I’m sorry, sweetie. I didn’t think you would be coming home tonight. I just thought I’d have a little bit of fun.” You massage his shoulders, nuzzling your face to his nape, giving him a loud smooch. 

He shifts around in the bed, confronting you. “What were you listening to?” There’s legitimate curiosity in his voice, and now genuine guilt builds in your chest upon his question. 

You swallow hard, anxious to admit the truth, too ashamed to lie to him. “Um, I was listening to porn. Audio porn.”

He raises a brow at you, confused. Then, he says, “Let me hear it.”

Reluctantly, you reach for your phone on the nightstand, resuming from where you paused. Wet slaps blare through the speaker, then a man’s voice, moaning, “Ah fuck, let me hear you. Let me hear you moan on my cock. Let me hear you take this cock. Yeah, like that baby, take it just like that.” 

You bury your head in your hands, absolutely mortified as the pornographic dialogue continues. The audio comes to a halt when Nanami stops it, silently tapping at the screen. You’re still hiding in disgrace, squeezing your legs together tightly to conceal the evidence of your supposed sin. The tension is palpable, with neither of you speaking or making any sudden movements. You’re dying to know what he’s thinking, simultaneously terrified of his judgement. 

He clears his throat; you peek through your fingers to catch him loosening his tie around his collar, removing the glasses from his face. He’s blushing, brows tight with contemplation. “Did you come to this?” he asks, almost breathless. 

You lower your hands, fisting them into the sheets beneath you, nodding. Anticipating. 

“Show me,” he demands, eyes at your lap. Too eagerly do you spread your legs, displaying your sopping cunt to him, staring at his lips part slightly, a barely audible growl resounding within his throat. Your uneasiness gradually slips into arousal, aching to be touched, even punished, by your formidable husband. He bows, licking his mouth, inspecting you like prey he’s about to devour. Flicking his eyes to yours, he mutters, “You’re a dirty slut for listening to this filth. Have you no shame?” He kneels before you, unbuttoning his dress shirt, exposing the white tee underneath. Chiseled chest and abs carved into the fabric like fucking marble. 

Losing composure, you blurt out, “No shame, absolutely none. I’m fucking filthy.” Your pussy aches, toes clenched, thrilled. 

“I can’t stand you listening to another man’s voice while you get off. It makes me sick thinking about it. Makes my blood fucking boil.” His tone is menacing in way that titillates every inch of your skin, has you shuddering from the low growl at the end of each sentence. 

“Are you going to punish me?” you goad, saliva collecting on your tongue, heavy with lust.

“I can think of something better.” Reaching for your phone, he navigates through it, finding your voice recorder app. He taps on the big red button, setting it beside you. “From now on, you only come to my voice. Got it?”

You swallow hard, almost chocking on your spit when you respond, “Yes. Yes, baby.”

He grins, a wicked gleam in his eyes as he cups your cheek tenderly. “Good girl.” His thumb traces the outline of your parted lips, your mouth inviting him in. But he doesn’t, leaning back on his wrists, observing you with the obvious bulge protruding from his slacks. “Get that vibrator. Show me how you do it.”

Obeying, you search for it under the pillow, retrieving it to rub the tip up and down your folds, finger on the trigger. “There you go,” he encourages, a cocky smirk on his face, slowly unbuckling the belt around his waist, sliding it from the loops and tossing it aside. “Tease it a little before you turn it on. Make sure it’s exactly where you want it.” 

You tap the toy on your swollen bud, already sensitive from your earlier climax. You meet his gaze, waiting for a signal. He slides out of his pants and briefs, revealing his erection sprung against his belly. Before he does anything else, he grabs your phone and sets it on the bed between you. Palming his length, he grins. “Go ahead.” 

What a fucking menace he can be.

Pushing the button, the vibrator immediately pulsates on you, causing you to twitch from the intense sensation. He watches, fingers wrapped around his shaft, stroking himself, thumb grazing the slit. “Look at you. My gorgeous girl,” he purrs. “My perfect angel with the prettiest pussy. Can’t wait to stretch you open with this cock. Bury myself deep inside you. Fill you up with my cum.”

“Fuck, Kento,” you whimper, pressing the fluttering tip firmer, sweat beginning to bead on your forehead. You’ve always loved his hands; how pristine they are with his knuckles tight on his skin. Large, strong, then rough on the pads of his fingers from hard work and constant use. They’re even prettier in a fist surrounding his cock, wrist jerking hastily, precum glistening at the tip. Your entire focus is on him touching himself while he watches you do the same, the toy’s low hum enhanced when it’s snugly nestled to your clit. 

“You like it when I talk nasty to you, huh?” he huffs, readjusting himself nearer to you. He’s so close, you can practically feel the tip of his cock at your quivering pussy. “Is it better than listening to your ridiculous pornography?”

“Yes, yes, yes,” you whine, jutting your hips out, attempting to close the gap. 

“Unlike them, I can actually touch you,” he muses, his tip teasing your entrance. “I can do whatever I want, whatever you want. They don’t get to fuck this sweet cunt like I get to. They don’t get to taste you the way I do.” 

Suddenly, he grabs the vibrator from your grasp, shutting it off and setting it back under the pillow. He shifts down the bed, positioning his head between your thighs, diving in tongue first onto your puffy clit. Pleasure resonates from your core throughout your limbs, legs shaky and mind hazy as he slobbers all over you, covering your bud in his frothy spit. It’s sloppy, salacious, straight up nasty. After only a few strokes of his tongue, it’s already enough to send you into your third orgasm of the night, more powerful than the first two combined when you were alone. 

You’d be a fool to expect him to let up after coming once with him; still, it shocks you when he doesn’t stop. He latches to you harder, suckling on your sensitive clit until it’s plump between his glossy lips and you’re crying out, “Too much!” overstimulated and spasming above him. Sometimes, when he’s in one of these moods, he forgets his own virility, always so keen on making you orgasm multiple times in one go. Tonight, he forgets that you had already been prepping yourself since earlier. With a gentle kiss, he relents, indulging in his work by running his tongue along your gushing pussy, drinking up your cum. He reaches for his cock, stiff between his stomach and the bedsheets under him. On his knees, he returns to his spot from earlier, stroking his cock with the tip just barely in your entrance. 

You’re absolutely spent, but you yearn for him inside you, desperate to be filled with his load. “Come in me, baby,” you beg, gripping his wrist to pull him closer. “Fuck me.” 

He lets out a disapproving tsk, shaking his head. “Not yet, princess. You have to be patient. We’re just getting started,” he smirks, stroking himself faster. “Are you just so fucking needy for my cum?” You nod erratically, tempted to thrust yourself onto him. 

“Then beg for it,” he orders, sliding his cock the slightest bit further inside you. “Convince me that you deserve it.”

Understanding what he wants, you retrieve your little toy again, rubbing small circles with it on your bud, smearing whatever is left of your orgasm around it. “Please, Kento. Please. I need it. I need it.”

The sight of you like this has him dangling on the very edge, so close to climax. “Turn it on,” he demands. You do, the buzz electrifying all the nerves in your body yet again. You chant his name over and over until he shoots insides you, spurts of opaque cum flooding your pussy. “Yes, yes. Good girl. Take that fucking cum. Take all of it. Fuck.” His voice is hushed, breathy and trembling from the high. 

You stop the vibrator, tossing it to the floor carelessly. Nanami crawls next to you, cradling you in his arms. With a kiss to your forehead, he whispers, “Are you okay?” 

You smile, turning to face him, nuzzling his chest. “Of course.”

He caresses your face, trailing down your body to rest his hand at your waist. He glances at your phone beside you. “We’re still recording, you know.”

You giggle. “And…?”

He kisses you softly, tongue flitting past your lips, guiding you flat on your back, spreading your legs apart. “I’m not done with you yet.” His hand glides to your loins, toying with your swollen clit before teasing your entrance, brimming with his creampie. “Can you still take it, sweetheart?”

You nod, breath hitching, cuddling closer to him. Smiling sweetly at you, he eases a finger in, cum overflowing your pussy and trickling out from your slit. He slides in another easily, stretching you open, a whine escaping you. His mouth is hot on your ear. “You love this, don’t you? Me finger fucking my cum deeper inside you. Taking it like an obedient whore.” He picks up the pace, your cunt clenching his digits. “I’m going to get you pregnant tonight. Breed you, make you mine. You want that, sweetie?” His fingers writhe inside you, hitting that sweet spot repeatedly until you’re tight around him, ready for another orgasm. At this point, you’ve stopped keeping count, lost in a sex-fueled craze instigated by your husband. 

“Yes, Kento. Give it to me. I want it. I want it so bad.” You notice he’s hard again, his erection stiffening against your leg. Reaching for him, you rub your hand on his length, feeling it twitch from your touch.

“Fuck,” he groans, pulling out from you. He sits up, back to the headboard, beckoning. “Get on my lap. Hurry,” he urges, hoisting you towards him. You straddle him, guiding his cock to your entrance. “Sink down on it. There we go,” he instructs, eyes wide, desperation etched in his tone. He needs this just as much as you do, and it drives you wild. You follow his command, lowering yourself onto him, his dick sliding in smoothly, bottoming out. “That’s my good girl. Fuck. You’re so good to me. So fucking good to me.”

You start riding him the way he likes, your ass slapping loudly on his thighs. He’s moaning endlessly, throwing in the occasional fuck and pet name as he grips your hips, bouncing you on his cock. You wrap your arms around his neck to keep steady, holding him tightly. “Want your cum,” you manage to utter, enraptured in the scorching pleasure he surrounds you in. 

He's fucking up into you, feet planted at the end of the bed. The mattress creaks with every thrust of his cock. In a huffy breath, he says, “Milk it out of me, honey. Milk me fucking dry. You can do it sweetheart; I know you can.” The praise encourages you to ride him faster, rougher, your bodies in tandem, springing on the bed, moaning into each other’s mouth with a passionate kiss. 

Soon, he pulsates inside you, stuffing you even fuller with his cum. You climax once more, gripping his cock with your fluttering pussy. He cradles you in a cozy embrace, catching his breath, nuzzling his nose to your chest. You giggle, running you fingers through his hair, smooching the top of his head. “You okay?” you ask, wiping the perspiration from his forehead.

He nods, exhaling deeply. “Just let me hold you. Need to calm down.”

You laugh, amused by his current state of post-coital euphoria. Fetching the phone teetering precariously at the edge of the bed now, you tap on the red button to stop the recording. Seeing this, he mentions, “You know I don’t actually mind you listening to that kind of stuff, right?” 

You smile, noticing the guilt in his voice, massaging his back. “I know, honey. I know you don’t.”

He squeezes you, taking a deep breath. “Okay, good. Just want to make that clear.”

You cup his cheek, thumb caressing the stress lines along his face, gradually relaxing to your touch. “If it makes you feel any better, I’d much rather listen to this than some stranger on the Internet.”

Chuckling, he replies. “Maybe it makes me feel a little bit better.” He snuggles closer to you, hugging you tight, reluctant to let you go. Eventually, the two of you slip beneath the covers, getting comfortable with Nanami spooning you from behind.  

You glance at the screen, showing the several minute long recording and the play button adjacent to it, ready to be tapped. “So,” you start, craning your neck to smirk at him. “Should we give it a listen?”

He returns your grin, shifting beside you, cock growing hard between your ass cheeks. “Absolutely.”

[kamiversee]

➶-͙˚ ༘✶ 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙁*𝘾𝙆 𝙇𝙄𝙎𝙏

✧.* CHAPTER 44 || The Question at the End

[ { SYPNOSIS } ] ➤ A tale in which Gojo Satoru blackmails you into seducing a list of people to clear his debt. Sounds easy enough, right?

[ { CHAPTER CONTENT } ] ➤ language, heartwarmingly filthy smut (includes choking), fluff, & a ticklish tinge of angst.

[ { WORD COUNT } ] ➤ 4.7k

[ { PAIRINGS } ] ➤ jjk men x f!reader. gojo x f!reader. geto x f!reader. toji x f!reader. choso x f!reader. sukuna x f!reader. nanami x f!reader.

[ [ chapters mlist } ]

——YOU WEREN’T PREPARED FOR the man that is Nanami Kento. Nope, nothing could mentally ready you for the way he eases his cock into you for what felt like hours on end, making you lose all sense of thought as he forces you to feel each and every inch and vein that decorates his member.

You don’t remember anything from when he was finger fucking you in his vehicle to now as your legs are pressed up against your chest with Nanami’s hands roughly squeezing onto the plush underside of your thighs while he stuffs you full of his girthy length.

“Fuuuck,” Nanami groaned, his hair disheveled and his eyes lustful and low-lidded as he gazed down at the flushed fucked out expression on your face. “You’re-, shit… you’re milking my cock, darling… hah, squeezing me so damn tight,”

Through the course of the list, you’ve experienced all kinds of sex but nothing quite like this. When Nanami said he fucks rough he wasn’t referring to his pace, instead, he was referring to the filth that leaves his lips and the stretch of his dick squeezing into you. It’s more of a buildup to that roughness he was referring to and you liked every second of that.

He’s a confident man, he knows how women react to his size. And as for you? Oh you felt like a virgin trying to take him in at first. Thank god for the car ride that consisted of him fingering you because you quickly realized how necessary that was.

Not only was that helpful but Nanami’s sexy voice was in your ear as he eased himself into you. He spoke so softly, so kindly, his tone laced in honey with how sweet it was as each word went straight to your core and only made his entry more slippery.

He hadn’t tied you up just yet, he’d revisit that idea later.

As he initially entered you, those soft lips of his were against your ear, saying things like, “Shhh, I know it’s big but you can take it, right?”

To which your nails would scrape against his back and your jaw would fall, leaving your mouth open with obscene moans leaving you, “I c-can’t-, f-fuuuck… ohmygod…” You whined and whined, to which he only went slower.

You’re not sure if it helped for him to go slower or if you just wanted him to thrust the rest in but either way, you were struggling.

“C’mon, that’s it, I’m almost-,” He grunts heavily, his warm breath hitting your skin, “A-Almost all the way in. You’re doing so good f’me, such a good girl aren’t you?”

You nodded weakly. He was halfway in but you couldn’t really tell. Your legs wrapped around his large muscular body and god he was a big man. His build was so damn perfect over you and his gentleness just made you melt beneath him.

“Uh-huh…” You babbled out to the man.

Nanami shifted down to the area right below your jaw and kissed you passionately before whispering to you, “You’re taking me so well, love.”

Yep, your walls suddenly clamp around his cock and Nanami lets out a moan against you.

“Kento,” You squeaked out, a whimper following his name as each inch of him was buried inside you, “You’re s’deep,” You slurred out.

Nanami nods, “Mhmm, I know… Here,” He moves a hand to grab your arm and you feel his fingers slip along your palm before they interlace with your own, squeezing your delicate hand in his own, “Hold on to me, I’ll make sure you feel good soon, okay?”

The sex was so soft and light that it had you utterly flustered. You didn’t even know what to do with yourself in a situation like this. Nanami moved so that his face was over your own and his eyes gazed so deeply into yours while he held your hand to comfort you through his hefty size.

His hips begin to draw back and you hiss when he then presses himself down into you again, the tip of his cock simply mushing into that tear-jerking spot inside you. Your delicate fingers squeeze onto his hand for dear life as Nanami works up a steady and simple pace. You were breathing so heavily and your eyes were hardly open.

Your jaw remained slack as soft moans poured from your moist lips, “M-Mmmgh… Kento,” You called, voice breathy.

The man tilts his head at you, his brows furrowed as he tries not to lose himself in the way your cunt just sucks him right back in each time he draws himself out, “Hm?” He inches his face to yours, “What is it, pretty? Talk to me.” He requested, and damn the way his voice was just as breathy as yours.

The whole situation was so hot, heavy, and intimate, far more intimate than you were expecting it to be. Your eyes dipped down to his lips and you felt his hands move your thighs farther apart before his chest pressed against yours.

“K-Kiss me,” You breathed.

Nanami chuckles, just barely, “Is that how you ask?” He groaned out slightly, his cock stretching you open as he voices his words to you.

You bite your lower lip for a moment to stifle the next whine that threatened to escape before turning your head to the side and uttering a desperate, “Please?”

The man moved his lips to your cheek, then slid over to your ear, “Look at me first,” He instructed.

Just before you get the chance to do so, his hand suddenly weighs into yours and you feel your fingers dip into the mattress a bit as Nanami holds himself up using your clasped hands. Then, his free hand comes up to your face, specifically your chin, and forces your head to turn to him.

Pleasureful tears are welling up in your eyes and you feel so embarrassed as you look at him. Nanami gives you this comforting small smile and your heart flutters like crazy.

“Please kiss me,” You say softly.

Nanami inclines himself down to you just a bit more, his warm lips brushing over your own, “Beg some more f’me,” He grunts, and you feel his dick sliding out of you a bit more than before, and he thrusts right back in moments later.

That was when things started to shift. “Please?” You’re so quick to follow his words, almost without a second thought.

He frowns to mock you, “So cute. Say it again.”

“P-Please?” You moaned this time, feeling his thick inches knock into you a bit harder than before, making you choke on air for a moment.

Then, your cunt simply floods around his cock when Nanami pushes his lips to yours, groaning out a very low and very sexy, “Good girl.”

Your lashes fluttered as your eyes closed and the kiss with Nanami was slow and firm, wet and plump lips slipping over one another before your tongues connected sloppily as his pace picked up.

You got so unintentionally loud, moaning against Nanami with little to no control over the sounds escaping your lips. His name left you like a damn mantra with the way he begins to, slowly, yet roughly drive his girthy cock into your squelching cunt.

Sounds of sex filled the air, loud as it always was, yet your moaning was slightly downed out by Nanami’s deep and guttural groans. That, along with the lewd sounds of your pussy just slobbering around his shaft.

Nanami’s lips pried from yours at some point and your eyes rolled to the back of your head when his dick simply clobbered into your gummy walls, the wet slap of his thick base to your cunt echoing throughout the room. 

“You’re one perverted girl, y’know that?” Nanami suddenly pointed out as he pushed himself up a bit. His hand releases yours and the man sits back on his heels, placing those large hands of his to your upper thighs and then giving your body a tug.

A pornographic moan is ripped from your throat as his cock is felt impossibly deeper inside you. The slight change in positioning made Nanami penetrate so much further inside you, your pussy squeezing around the man ridiculously tight as he ups his thrusts.

Your entire body twitches when his thumb is felt at your clit, rolling such slow but painfully pleasurable circles around the sensitive but.

“M-My god-,” You gasp, your back arching off the bed, “M’gonna cum, s-shit… K-Kento-,”

“Mhm,” Nanami hums, biting his lip for a moment at the sight of your breasts jerking forward with his each thrust, “I knoww,” He coos, “Cum on my cock, lemme’ feel it, darling.”

The harsh smack of his pelvis to yours as he fucked his length into you filled your ears. You couldn’t think for a moment, couldn’t see, drool was dripping down out of the corner of your mouth, and his name rolled off your tongue more times than could be counted as your orgasm crashed over you.

Your legs tried to close around him but his free hand prevented that action as it was placed on your thigh, keeping you spread open for him. Instinctively, your hand reaches down to where his thumb was driving you over the edge and you try stopping the touch, overstimulation clouding your mind.

“C’monn, don’t push me away, pretty girl,” Nanami hushes out.

His voice made the entire thing so much worse. And he knew it too, he could feel how your cunt twitches and clamps around his already slick member, knowing his tone and words made you wetter than you were.

Your hands continue to try and move his hands away from your clit, wanting just a second to try and collect yourself. That was when Nanami decided now was a good time to revisit his thoughts from earlier.

There was a previously disregarded tie lying idly on his bed not too far from the two of you. One hand remains on your clit, driving you absolutely insane as his other hand reached for the tie.

You didn’t even realize what was happening until the pressure from your clit was suddenly lifted and your hands were brought together. You let out a filthy cry of pleasure as Nanami leans his muscular body over yours, pinning your hands up and above your head.

He shakes his head at your expression and his hips just don’t stop pounding his hefty cock into you, the bed beginning to rock with his each thrust. “Kinky woman you are.” He comments, “You probably wanted this to happen, huh? S’that why you were being so disobedient?”

A slight smile pulls at the corner of your lips, the sight not going unnoticed even through your fucked out expression. “M-Maybe, ah, fuuck…” You moaned out, “B-But, haah… y-you’re the one who-, m-mmmh… wanted t-to tie me up, aagnh-, a-anyways…” You get out, your words slurred and broken due to his heavy balls slapping against your skin as he bottomed you out.

You felt a fabric wrapping around your wrists, the feeling of being restricted completely foreign to you.

Nanami scoffs and his ability to fuck you and tie your hands up at the same time genuinely amuses you. “Oh? Someone’s quite talkative now,” He teases, clearly mocking how just a few minutes ago the most you could get out was his name.

You bite your lip hard for a second, trying to keep a whimper in whilst Nanami’s hand squeezes around your tied wrists, pinning you down to the bed while he begins rolling his hips down into yours, again making you really feel his every inch and vein.

“Ha-ahh… fuck, s-shut up,” You babble out.

Nanami cocks a brow at you, “I’d love to see you try and make me.” He tests, leaning down so that his lips ghost your own, “Shut me up, go on-,”

His words cut off suddenly as you purposefully close your walls around him, using what little strength you have in you to do so. The man moans at the feeling of your pussy squeezing his cock so suddenly, completely eating his words to you.

You flash a lustful smile at him, “Mgh… You were saying?” Your words are still breathy but even so, your confidence turned the man on like crazy.

Nanami bites his bottom lip and then scoffs, “Do that again ‘nd see what happens,” He challenges.

And who were you to not accept said challenge? Again, you clench around Nanami’s dick but this time, you’re all too quickly put in your place.

He lets go of your pinned hands, pulling the tie from you as he leans up and tosses his head back with an almost annoyed groan. “I had no plans on actually fucking you like a slut but,” He rolls his head back into place and meets your eyes for only a moment, “Seems’ like a brat like you needs to be put in her place.”

The tie that’d been around your wrist is brought up to the man’s mouth as he holds it there while moving. Your body is rapidly manhandled and Nanami pulls out of you for just a moment to flip you over. He then lifts your hips and forces your back into an arch.

After which, you moan loudly into the mattress as he thrusts his cock back into you. Then, your wrists are taken into his hold again, quickly crossed over one another behind your back, and then tied together.

And if that wasn’t enough, once your hands are firmly tied together, Nanami reaches over for something you don’t see. You don’t get a chance to mentally process the way he takes his belt and moves it to loop around your neck, using that to tug your head up from the mattress as his hips beat into your ass.

Your eyes widened, air and your voice left your throat completely, and you felt so stupidly cockdrunk in what felt like seconds. Your hands were tied behind your back, and the upper half of your body was forced up by a belt that wasn’t pulling you too tight but tight enough for you to have zero control.

“K-Kento, f-fu-uck… p-please-,” You whimpered as you felt his massive tip just pound into your sweet spot, making your eyes cross in lust.

Nanami scoffs and tugs you back enough so that he can speak into your ear, “Please what?” He grunts, “I thought you wanted me to shut up?”

His voice is so damn low now, almost lower than before? It’s husked in arousal and you could feel his cock twitching inside you.

“M’sorry,” You whine, “Ohfuck, f-fuck… Kento, mmmh… m’cumming, s-shit-,” It came so unexpectedly, your release coating his member in a messy slick as he fucked you from behind.

He chuckled suddenly and your eyes rolled back when he suddenly moved his free hand to shove two fingers into your mouth, “Give it to me, love,” He whispered so sweetly despite his hips crashing into yours so angrily.

Your jaw just fell and his fingers dove deeper into your mouth, drool and spit leaking out your mouth as you moaned and groaned around his thick digits. Your entire body spasmed and twitched as instead of just experiencing an orgasm, a different, but familiar, sensation takes over and you squirt unexpectedly.

Nanami groaned deeply against your ear, “Fuuuuck… You-, mgh… hah, messed’ up my sheets, pretty girl,” He points out, as if the fabric wasn’t long since soiled since he brought you into the bedroom.

You couldn’t respond to him. Your legs were shaking, an airy whine was leaving your lips, your throat trembled as the sound left you, and your eyes squeezed shut. Nanami let up on you after that.

His fingers leave your mouth, you choke out a staggered exhale, and his hand releases the belt, allowing your body to go forward and limp in front of him. His hands then find comfort on your hips and his thrusting slows only a bit to give you a moment's rest.

You’re moaning weakly into the sheets and your tied hands are trying to reach back and feel the man. Nanami, feeling pity for you, grabs ahold of one of your hands as he continues to stroke your insides juust right.

“Did’ so good for me, darling.” He praises, “So fuckin’ good.” His words left him in pants and you could tell you weren’t the only one feeling drained.

You found the strange sense of comfort wash over your body whilst he slowed his thrusts but kept holding your hand. While his thrusts grew slower, they also grew harder. Slow and harsh jerks of his hips into your ass just made you so dumb, his well-defined pelvis felt clashing into your ass over and over and over.

His stamina was top-notch, something you could hardly keep up with anymore.

“K-Kento… mmmh… s-so-, oh… s’deep…” You mumbled into the bed, missing the way he smiles softly at your fucked out state.

Nanami shrugs a bit, “Could’ go deeper if you want.”

You shook your head no amusingly fast. “N-No, you’re… aah… you’re de-eep enough…” Your words were coming out in broken moans and a tear slipped out of your eye as you simply took what he gave you.

The man chuckled, “Uhuh, I bet I am…” He mocked.

You wish you would have argued with that but your brain was too fuzzy with lust, arousal, and satisfaction that you couldn’t think straight. 

Nanami took his other hand that wasn’t holding yours and placed it on your ass, spreading you apart slightly so he could get a good look at the mess you’ve made of his cock. The sight was like no other, it made his breath hitch.

“Shit,” Nanami cursed, “Such a messy girl…” He points out, then tosses his head back as he feels you pulse around his shaft. “You’re gonna make me cum if you keep-“

You move slowly, with the last of your energy to force your hips back to meet his heavy thrusts. Then, you turn your head and meet Nanami’s gaze.

Good lord that man was sexy. He was sweaty, his eyes were so low and clouded in this dazed stupor, lips parted with pants leaving him, and his abs were so clearly tensed.

His thrusting slowed and slowed until he came to a half-stop, watching the way you fucked yourself back on him. Nanami lets out a grunt, then a groan, like a really deep pussy-throbbing groan that let you know he was close. That, and you felt him grasp onto your hand tighter, his mouth shutting as he grits his teeth and furrowed his brows.

Even fucked out, if there’s one thing you still knew how to do, it was how to have lazy sex (Choso was to thank that for that). You rolled your hips as you continued your movements, feeling his cock glide in and out of you so smoothly.

Nanami lets out a moan and then suddenly grabs onto your hips, quickly pushing you so that his member slipped out of you before allowing himself to cum on your ass.

Somewhere deep deep down inside, you wished he came inside you but, you knew you needed to start being more careful. You’ve had sex with too many men to simply let the majority of them cum inside you. In the chance that you were to get pregnant, you wouldn’t want to have to go through the stress of figuring out whose it is.

That thought aside, Nanami was quick to untie your wrists and then lean his body over yours. You pushed yourself up just barely using your elbows so that your faces could meet and it seemed like you both had the same thing in mind, moving to share a sweet and sensual kiss.

You felt as the bed dipped a bit on your left side, Nanami’s right hand going to caress your obviously tired body as he kissed you.

When he pulls away, his eyes are gentle on yours, “You did so good for me,” He whispers.

Those words make you smile sleepily, “Did I?” You murmur back to the man.

He nods, “Mhm,” He then gives you another peck, “Now that that’s done,” Nanami shifts to kiss your forehead and then leans away from you, “Let me clean you up.”

In no world would you have been allowed to protest against that as Nanami was quick to move to act on his words.

In terms of aftercare, you think you’ve experienced the best of the best but… Nanami is just…

Well, you’re not sure any of the men you’ve dealt with have not only given you a bath but also massaged your feet as if they were a damn professional. Then, if that wasn’t enough, Nanami didn’t even allow you to lift a finger for the remainder of the night.

He asked if you wanted to stay or if you wanted him to take you home and after you settled on the first option, Nanami not only insisted that you sleep in his bed but also made sure you were completely taken care of.

Before allowing you to drift off to sleep, he offered you tea, meds, and even food-- all of which you sleepily denied, telling him you’d be fine until the morning. He then insisted that you take at least one of the offered items, to which you settled on the tea.

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆ .　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

Nanami was such a caring man. Perhaps in another life…

No, you’ve got enough drama on your own. You don’t need to add a third man to that list-

Speaking of lists…

That’s…

That’s it.

It’s over. The list of people Gojo Satoru blackmailed you into seducing to clear his debt is complete.

As this information renders to you, you are now sitting up in Nanami’s large bed, the man sitting not too far from you flicking through channels on the big flatscreen TV as you sipped on the tea he’d given you.

After today… You could just run to Choso.

Or…

Or Gojo.

You blink at your own thoughts. 

Or Gojo? What the hell? Since when was he an option? Despite you being conflicted, thinking about running to either of them to live some kind of happily ever after makes your heart feel all fluttery.

You sit back a bit, resting against the pillows behind you and you drink more of the given tea. Then, a sudden thought sparks.

“Kento,” You call, your voice as delicate as ever.

He finds some channel and when you look over to him, you notice he’s wearing reading glasses. He really is stupidly attractive without trying.

Nanami turns to you, “Yes? Everything okay?”

You grin, “Mhm, everything’s fine. I just uhm…” You swallow, “Can I ask you something.”

His eyes spark in curiosity, “Of course.”

You glance away from him, “Uh, you know who Gojo is, right?” Why did your question come out so dumb? You don’t know, you’re tired and you wanted to see if you could get even the slightest answer about that debt of his.

Nanami quirks a brow, “Gojo, as in, Gojo Satoru? Gojo the walking headache Satoru?” He grumbles.

You giggle, “Yeah, him.”

“Yes, I know him, why?” The blond asks.

You let out a sigh. There’s no reason you can’t ask Nanami about the debt right? With that thought, you look at him, “Does he owe you anything?” You ask vaguely.

Obviously, you know the answer to that since Gojo said he’s in debt-

“Owe me anything?” Nanami echoes in a confused manner, “Like what?”

Think, think, think, think-, “I mean like, does he owe you any favors?” You manage out.

“Why?” The blond deflects.

It was odd he didn’t answer the question just yet. Was he hiding something or was he truly confused?

“W-Well, Satoru owes me something so I was curious if he uh, owed things to a lot of people,” Yep, that came straight out of your ass.

You’ve gotten way too good at lying. Choso might not like that-

“No,” Nanami says.

Silence followed his answer.

No? Your brows furrowed and you chuckled, “No? No, what?” You murmured, acting as though you were questioning.

“You asked if he owed me anything, right?” Nanami shrugs, “The answer is no, Gojo doesn’t owe me anything. But I’m not surprised someone like him owes you something,” He jokes.

You just blink.

Did you hear all that correctly?

What…

What the hell does that mean??

If Gojo doesn’t owe Nanami anything, why the fuck did you just sleep with him? Well, it’s not like you regret it or anything, the sex was great but…

What the fuck is going on??

Nanami suddenly snaps his fingers, “You alright?”

You blink out of your thoughts, “Y-Yeah. So wait,” You return to your questions, “Satoru’s not in debt with you or anything?” You ask, receiving a confused stare from Nanami. To make yourself not seem weird, you quickly add on, “L-Like he is with me?”

Nanami laughs a bit, “I’m afraid not. I wouldn’t even allow Gojo to owe me anything, he’d never pay it back knowing him. Even so, is everything okay with you and him? Do you need help getting him to pay the debt he owes you-“

“N-No,” You unintentionally cut off, “Sorry, thanks for offering to help but uhm,” You turn your head to face forward, losing yourself in deep thought, “I’m fine. I’ll uh, figure things out with him myself.”

Nanami gazes at you for a long moment and then he brushes the topic off, turning back to the TV.

You, on the other hand, have never been this damn confused in your life. Why… Why would Gojo make you sleep with Nanami if he doesn’t owe him anything?

What if… What if Gojo really is just an asshole after all? What if you just forgot who the hell that man was?

You must have.

Yeah, you forgot. This is the same man who’s threatened you numerous times. You’ve been blinded. You forgot why Gojo really said he was doing this to you.

Forget the debt of his.

Forget those stupid and bullshit lies of him claiming to love you.

Fuck his stupid ass tears and confessions.

Screw this damn diamond necklace that still lay around your neck at this very moment.

Fuck Gojo Satoru.

That’s the same man who said from the very beginning…

He only started the list, because he was bored. How’d you forget? To him, it was all just a fucking game, remember?

‘And what better entertainment than watching Shoko's roomie get slut-shamed by the whole school?’ You forgot about that.

Your heart caves in your chest and you feel this twisted and burning feeling well up inside you. Before you settle on hating Gojo again, you want clear and direct answers.

R-Right?

Shit. You can’t stop the flashing and haunted memories of his sobbing. Why would he cry like that if this was all just a game to him? Does he just regret it that bad? Did he want you to feel sorry for him?

Shit. You hate this. You want to cry and scream at the same time. 

Replaying his soft words makes your heart ache. No matter what happens, even through death, my heart will always beat for you.

But then, replaying his other words brings anger to your veins. I want the whole school to see what a fucking slut you are.

So…

Which statement is the real Gojo? Which words poured from his lips hold the truth? 

Does he actually love you or… have you just been a pawn in his fucked up little game all this time? A piece to his twisted puzzle? Or, the missing fragment to his fractured heart?

What is it that you symbolize in the eyes of Gojo Satoru?

Now that the list is over, you’re left with two final options.

A. Demand Gojo to explain himself even though the chances of that being successful are slim to none.

Or;

B. Forget Gojo, free your mind, & run to the man who’s freakishly devoted to you; Choso Kamo.

The choice was yours.

GOJO SATORU ✔︎ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: 𝙀𝙖𝙨𝙮

GETO SUGURU ✔︎ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: 𝙀𝙖𝙨𝙮

TOJI FUSHIGURO ✔︎ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: 𝙈𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙪𝙢

KAMO CHOSO ✔︎ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: 𝙎𝙚𝙢𝙞-𝙈𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙪𝙢 / 𝙀𝙖𝙨𝙮

ZEN'IN NAOYA ✔︎ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: 𝙀𝙭𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙀𝙖𝙨𝙮

ITADORI SUKUNA ✔︎ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: 𝙎𝙚𝙢𝙞-𝙀𝙖𝙨𝙮???

NANAMI KENTO ✔︎ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: 𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙙

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[iisasxia]

JJK men and you walking around in lingerie! fem’reader

Summary: JJK men reacting to their significant other casually walking around the house in lingerie.

Warnings: 18+, suggestive, flirting, smut, sexual tension/touching

Characters: Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Kento Nanami, and Toji Fushiguro

Satoru Gojo !

- he was ironically waiting for you to get up, it was around 1pm and he was finally finished with his mission (early for once)

- you last texted him at 7am when he left saying you’d probably go back to sleep so ever since he’s arrived back at your apartment he’s just been peacefully waiting for you on the couch

- obviously he kept himself occupied, by eating your chocolates and binge watching your favorite shows

- but when he heard the door open and your footsteps he was eager to greet you

- let’s just say the way your robe slipped off and revealed your undergarments was enough for him to rethink being a sorcerer and becoming a stay at home husband

—

You mumbled as you opened the door, silently swaying back and forth between the doorframe as you rubbed the sleep out of your eyes. You could hear your boyfriends footsteps as he made his way to you.

“Well look who’s finally up ? I’ve been waiting you know-“ and the soft smile on his face was replaced by a very sly grin when he saw the robe slowly falling off your tired figure.

You took small steps towards him, looking up at him and giving him those soft doe eyes.

“I missed you toru” you weren’t even aware of the state you were in, originally you wore the piece to greet him with once you were awake. Hoping to be awake before he arrived as a surprise but seeing you like this was more than enough.

“What man doesn’t want to see his hot girlfriend like this first thing in the early afternoon ?” His voice was low but clear as his hands found there way to your waist, slowly tracing down to your hips.

“I wanted to surprise you.. but I got sleepy” you mumble into his chest before you tip toe to give him a quick peck, somewhat an apology kiss.

“Well then let’s get you back to bed cutie” he meant that too. Picking you up and carrying you back into your room and that robe was the first thing that came off. Revealing the pretty white lacey set you chose just for him.

Suguru Geto !

- honestly he’s taken aback

- it’s not like you haven’t worn lingerie around him before but usually you signal it so he’s not caught off guard

- he’s NOT complaining tho.

- coming home from a good grocery trip for you to make dinner for the two of you, only to notice that apron does nothing to cover the very thin material you’re wearing underneath.

—

He let out a low sigh as he entered the apartment, immediately placing down the groceries before taking off his shoes and hanging up the keys.

He looked around for any sign of you and figured you were in the room relaxing a bit before making dinner, realistically he wanted to cook for you but you demanded it be your turn since he ‘always cooks for you’. In his mind there was no such thing but who was Geto to deny his pretty girlfriend.

The sound of a room door opening and closing caught his attention, he was in the middle of putting some groceries away in the fridge so his peripheral vision was covered.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to cook dinner ? I don’t mind if you wanna relax, you know I’ll never complain about cooking for you pretty.” Despite not seeing his face on the other side of the fridge door you could hear his smile, he was such a good boyfriend, a great boyfriend even, and that’s why you were surprising him with this.

You smirked seeing how oblivious he was but you were ready to see his reaction.

“If you want, you can pick what you wanna eat tonight.” The smirk in your voice blatantly obvious, he realized you were right next to him and that’s when he finally gave you his attention.

“Hm, how about pasta ?-“ and once the door closed he was met with your gorgeous figure covered from breast to ass in not only an apron but see through and very thin pink glittery lingerie set.

“Y/n..” he nearly dropped the sauce in his hand if it weren’t for the grip he wanted to have on you.

You gave him a little spin. “You like it ? I thought I’d surprise you this time instead of telling you like I usually do.” And from the very obvious tent in his pants you could tell he liked it a lot.

He placed his hands on your hips before slowly untying the apron, his eyes locked on yours and you knew exactly what you were in for.

“Do I still get to pick what I wanna eat ?”

Kento Nanami !

- this one really was a surprise because you fell asleep with the set on

- the plan was to give him a show once he was home from work but after making dinner and waiting for so long you accidentally dozed off on the couch

- he felt bad coming home to see you tired and having cooked dinner that he didn’t get to eat with you, it didn’t change that he was still grateful as he admired you

- he went to pick you up and carry you to bed, that was until the blanket fell off and revealed your breathtaking figure

—

He settled all his suit cases and papers on the counter as he eyed the wonderfully detailed dinner you had made for the two of you. Even putting a new candle scent in the middle for a little intimacy.

Nanami really did feel bad, he usually doesn’t come home this late.. it was 1am. He figured you would’ve been asleep after you stopped responding to his messages, but he would’ve felt worse if he found out you were up and waiting for him.

He sighed before taking off his shoes and making his way towards your sleepy figure on the couch, the remote dangling from your hand. For a moment he just wanted to admire you, how sweet you were, so he sat on the couch beside you. He contemplated waking you up but after noticing dinner, how clean the house was, and how even the smallest things were organized he figured you needed the sleep.

He leaned over to kiss your cheek before standing up to pick you up and carry you to bed. Once his hands cuffed the back of your thighs and upper back the small throw blanket that was covering your body fell. Now displaying to your very surprised and aroused boyfriend your black Victoria Secret lingerie set.

The material was very see through, doing very little to cover your nipples and pretty pussy. He stood there for a moment, now not sure what to do. Not only did you make dinner and clean up the house but you were going to surprise him with sex.

God was he regretting not being here sooner.

In the midst of his mid life crisis you softly moaned, the slight cold air in the room making your body shiver and your nipples hard. You instinctively try burying yourself into his body, the only source of warmth you were getting.

After a moment you began waking up to the familiar scent of rich cologne. Softly rubbing your eyes of sleep and looking up at your boyfriend.

“Kento.. welcome home” you place an arm around him and yawn.

“Y/n, I’m sorry I wasn’t here sooner. You’ve done so much, I should’ve gotten here earlier.” All he could do was mutter out apologies, the disappointment in his voice fully waking you up as you got down from his arms.

“Don’t be sorry handsome, I did it for you so as long as you like it I’m happy” you couldn’t help but smile at him, reassuring him that it was okay and you did enjoy these small moments for him.

Within seconds his lips were on yours, his tongue finding its way to yours. Any sleep that was in your system was gone now. The living room filling quickly with lewd sounds before he pulled away to look down at you.

“If it’s up to you. I’d like to make it up to you, please.”

Toji Fushiguro !

- oh he’s rough

- for starters you had been edging him all day

- so when you tell him to close his eyes and wait for you in the living room only to see you come out in a wine red mini skirt set the only thing he’s thinking about is how long it’ll be on you

- honestly a brat too, but it’s toji so it’s okay

—

“Are you done being a brat ?”

“Are you done being horny ?”

He scoffed. “I wouldn’t be this pent up if you weren’t being a little tease.”

You two were arguing back and forth from the room and living room, you’d think there was an invisible barrier separating the two of you.

“Okay okay, I’ll stop teasing you, but only if you do me a favor”

“What is it ?”

“Close your eyes”

“Y/n-“

“Please baby”

yeah he wasn’t saying no to that.

He did as he was told, sighing with attitude first but then closing his eyes shut as you asked of him.

You peeked to make sure his eyes were really closed and slowly made your way in front of him.

“Okay you can open them”

“You’re lucky I love you, aside from that you’re spoiled” he was muttering to himself, his eyes still closed until you grabbed his hand and placed one on your ass. His eyes now wide open.

“Y/n.. Jesus.”

“All yours pretty boy” and you grabbed his other hand placing it on your chest, letting him feel how thin the material is, how easy it is to slip it off.

You took initiative and sat on his lap, now facing him as you held his hands away from your body. Teasing him once more, you leaned close to his lips as if you were going to kiss him. That’s when he reached his limit.

He groaned before lifting you off the couch, the sounds of your giggles filling the living room as he took you to the bedroom.

“Tojiiii”

“Nope. Call out of work tomorrow.”

[mahgyu]

For valentines, what happens if reader gets a secret confession but it’s not from the jjk man who was going to confess? Would they be jealous? Confess anyway? Not confess?

JJK Men: Secret Admirer

• — You receive a Valentine's Day gift from an anonymous person but they have deeper feelings for you.

๑ Featuring: Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Kento Nanami, Choso Kamo, Toji Fushiguro and Ryomen Sukuna.

๑ Content: Fem!Reader, SFW, relationship not established, fluff

๑ a/n: First, thank you very much to everyone who sent an ask with suggestions, I really was super happy reading each one of them and I intend to write them soon. Second, I should have posted this sooner but I ended up getting too busy (*crying*) anyway, I hope you like it. It was a little long but that's a detail.

⸺ㅤGOJO

Gojo was extremely happy and confident when he saw you approaching him with a heart-shaped box of chocolates. He never imagined that you also had the idea of waiting to confess on Valentine's Day, let alone that you would reciprocate his feelings. However, the wide smile gradually faded as you told him about the box of chocolates and the anonymous note that were mysteriously left on his desk. He could barely conceal his obvious disappointment, but he would maintain his usual laid-back attitude. Gojo became curious to learn more about the sudden confession, likely from one of his coworkers, and even tried to joke about it, hiding any jealousy behind his charm and confidence. But believe me, he'll spend quite a few days looking suspiciously at all his fellow sorcerer colleagues (just like that scene of him on the plane). He might even encourage you to follow your feelings, but always saying that you're capable of achieving something much better, like him, for example.

⸺ㅤGETO

Geto would be more reserved in expressing his feelings about this, but deep down, he would feel a twinge of jealousy and disappointment. Geto couldn't help but feel uneasy when he saw you with a bouquet of flowers in your hand while enjoying their fresh scent, and the card in your hand did not go unnoticed by him. He would try to maintain a calm facade, but could subtly show signs of discomfort. When you mentioned that you didn't know who had given them to you because it was signed anonymously, Geto couldn't help but let out a low scoff. Nevertheless, he was determined to invite you to dinner at the best restaurant in the area, and if you accepted, you can be sure that he would pick you up at your house with an even larger and more beautiful bouquet than the one you received from your secret admirer.

⸺ㅤNANAMI

Nanami would maintain a calm posture, seeming almost disinterested, but inside, he would feel a twinge of sadness and jealousy. When Nanami found her in the corridors of Jujutsu High, he almost couldn't hide his surprise when he saw you wearing the same necklace he was thinking of buying for you as a gift when he decided it was the right time to bring his own feelings to light. Nanami was courteous, complimenting how well the necklace suited you, which he always imagined when he saw the jewel in the jewelry store's window. Nanami was even more surprised when he heard her recount that the jewel, along with a Valentine's Day card and a beautiful bouquet of flowers, had been left at the entrance of her apartment by some delivery person. You also mentioned being was afraid of the gifts precisely because they were anonymous and the anonymous person knew your address, but the jewel was so beautiful and looked so good on you that it was impossible not to wear it. Nanami was quick to warn you about how dangerous this situation could be, trying not to let his imprudent jealousy show and trying not to be affected by the adorable pout you made while quietly repeating how beautiful the necklace was. After that incident, he probably wouldn't confess his own feelings immediately, but you can expect to be presented with the same piece of jewelry the next day by Nanami while he tries to maintain a stoic demeanor and disguise it as much as possible, saying that he noticed how much you liked the piece. I can say that he felt the once dormant butterflies in his stomach stir when you asked him for help putting the necklace around your neck.

⸺ㅤCHOSO

Choso would be sincere about his feelings and would express his sadness directly, but lovingly. Choso didn't even know about the particular celebratory date, and discovering it when asking about the cute puppy plush and heart-shaped card you were carrying might have been somewhat disheartening for him. Choso is emotionally open and loyal, so even though it left him vulnerable, he didn't hesitate to confess his own feelings after your brief explanation about Valentine's Day and your gift from a possible secret admirer. "I would have bought gifts and cards for you myself if you had told me about Valentine's Day earlier...", those puppy eyes looking at you so truthfully that words couldn't even escape his lips. "If I had confessed first, maybe they wouldn't have gifted it to you before me". You could easily hear the guilt and regret in his voice. However, your comforting words soon dispel all of Choso's sadness. And later, when you find the plush you received from the anonymous sender with its head torn off, Choso will be hiding a smug little smile as he remembers what he did.

⸺ㅤTOJI

Toji would likely react with a mixture of indifference and jealousy disguised as a joke. When Toji saw you with the chocolates and the red card in your hands, he didn't care much because he didn't even remember it was Valentine's Day. All he did was steal some chocolates from the box when you weren't around, and only after eating at least half of the box did he read the note next to it. Toji would try not to show too much emotion, so when you returned, he had to disguise his jealousy. "A secret admirer, huh? When your little boyfriend decides to reveal himself, tell him not to buy cheap crap for you. Even I wouldn't be able to buy such a lousy chocolate to give to someone as a gift." He wouldn't confess directly, but later that day, he gave you another box of chocolates that were even better than the ones you received from the anonymous sender. However, when you opened the box, half of those chocolates were missing too.

⸺ㅤSUKUNA

Sukuna would act with arrogance and disdain, trying to belittle the other's confession and show that he doesn't care. You were rereading the Valentine's Day card you received, with a beautifully handwritten poem for you, and what intrigued you the most was that it was signed anonymously. Although you quite enjoyed having a secret admirer, feeling like a protagonist from one of the books you often read. When Sukuna finds you, your silly smile doesn't go unnoticed by him. He approaches you curiously and, despite your protests, snatches the delicate card from your hands. As he reads the poem dedicated to you, Sukuna feels a painful twinge of jealousy and even a dark desire to uncover the author of the confession. Without much thought, Sukuna easily tears the card apart, tossing the crumpled pieces onto the ground as he ignores your protests. "What's your problem? Why did you do that?" You angrily question as you bend down to gather the remnants of your poem. Sukuna would feel another pang of jealousy; "I'll rip the hands off the worm who wrote this garbage so they can never write crap again", he would think.

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[tatakaeeren]

Stay at the beach Nanamin ❤ You deserve peace

[kikyoupdates]

NSFW Alphabet | Nanami Kento x F!Reader

NSFW with Nanami Kento

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

It comes as no surprise that Nanami is diligent and attentive with his aftercare. He’ll be sure to wipe you down, bring you a glass of cold water, some clean clothes to change into, and just about anything else you need. 

He also just enjoys spending time with you afterwards. He likes basking in the afterglow, the warmth of your presence. He’s more than happy to lie next to you and hold you snug against his broad chest as he gently strokes your hair and occasionally presses kisses to your forehead.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Nanami’s favorite body part of himself is probably his hands. They help give him some sense of assurance, as if he’s strong and in control. A lot of this has to do with his lifestyle as a jujutsu sorcerer, but he also relies on his hands to touch you, hold you, and protect you. He’s not really the type to spend much time fixating on his own appearance (even though you constantly tell him how attractive he is).

Nanami’s favorite body part of yours would either be your eyes, or your lips. He can never get over the way you look at him, with so much want and adoration. It makes him feel seen, loved, and at peace. He also loves your lips because of how soft they feel when he kisses you, and how pretty you look when they curve into a smile. 

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

His cum doesn’t have a particularly distinct taste. It isn’t overly bitter or unpleasant, mainly because he takes care of himself and has a pretty good diet. 

It usually comes out pretty thick spurts when he finishes, though. Nanami would never try to pressure you into having sex without protection, but if you’re on birth control or if you’re trying to get pregnant, he has to admit, he loves the feeling of being able to have sex raw and finish inside of you. He can’t help but be mesmerized when he pulls out and watches his cum ooze out of your wet, swollen pussy. 

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Nanami is honestly pretty vanilla, and he doesn’t really feel like any of his sexual preferences are so outlandish that they need to be hidden. If he had to pick, his dirtiest secret would probably be that he’s fantasized of filming the two of you while you have sex, just so that he can watch it back on his own time, when he’s missing you. He would never bring this up himself, though, so you would definitely have to be the one to suggest it. 

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Not very experienced. He isn’t the kind of guy to have had many partners, and he definitely doesn’t enjoy casual sex, either. But what he lacks in numbers, he more than makes up for in natural perception and attentiveness. He loves you, which means he’s going to be focusing on all of your reactions, down to the most subtle details. It won’t take him long to learn exactly what you like, and what has you moaning the loudest. 

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

His favorite positions are missionary or when you’re facing towards him and straddling his lap. Nanami much prefers the positions where he can clearly see your face while you’re having sex. He also loves having your arms constantly wrapped around him, and the feeling of your breasts pushed up against his chest.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Very serious. Not in a stern way, but he’s definitely not the type to tease or crack any jokes during sex. He just focuses all of his attention on savoring the moment and making sure you feel good.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Definitely well groomed and regularly trims down there for a neat, tidy appearance. The carpet mostly matches the drapes—his hair down there is a darker shade of blond than the hair on his head. 

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Nanami is extremely intimate in general, and this carries over into the bedroom too. He’ll almost always be hugging you tight during the act, or if one of your hands is free, he’ll make sure to interlock your fingers with his. He will repeatedly praise you during the act, telling you how perfect and beautiful you are, and he won’t hesitate to tell you he loves you, either. 

Sex makes him feel even more vulnerable than usual, but he trusts you with his whole heart, and won’t hesitate to show how he feels.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Nanami very rarely jacks off. He would occasionally do it back when he was single, but since you’ve become his partner, he much prefers to do something intimate with you instead. The only instances where he’ll choose to jack off are if he’s apart from you for an extended period of time, or if you send him a dirty picture and he gets too excited to hold back.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He definitely has a praise kink. The more you compliment him and tell him how much you love him, the more turned on he’ll get. He also enjoys seeing you go out of your way to look pretty for him (even though you always look pretty), by wearing lingerie and stuff. It’s less about the actual lingerie, and more so the fact that you’re always thinking of him and doing your best to make him happy.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

The bedroom, all the way. For Nanami, sex is a very private, intimate affair, and he would never want to do it in risky places where you might get caught. He also hates the thought of someone walking in and seeing you naked. So, most of the time, you’ll end up doing it in the bedroom, but other places around the apartment are also a possibility (like on the couch, against a wall, etc.)

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

What turns Nanami on is when you tell him how badly you want him. Hearing how much you love him and cherish him not only fills him with happiness and fulfillment, but every time you profess your feelings without holding anything back, he can’t help but want to take you right then and there. The more you praise him and remind him of how much he means to you, the more likely he is to pin you down to the bed. 

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

Mostly anything involving pain. He doesn’t enjoy getting hurt, but most importantly, he would never want to hurt you either. Within reason, of course. If you ask him to bite you a bit or pull your hair, he might be open to it. But he tends to avoid stuff like choking or more hardcore stuff.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He prefers giving over receiving. Not that he doesn’t love the sight of you choking on his cock, guiding your lips up and down his length as you stare up at him through teary eyes (it actually drives him insane), but if he had to choose, he would still rather spread your legs and eat you out as if you’re his last meal. Nanami’s favorite thing is making you feel pleasure. He loves your sweet taste, the moans you let out, and being able to feel your thighs twitch when you orgasm. 

He will also gladly let you sit on his face.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Slow and sensual. Nanami’s goal is always to make you finish and have you practically seeing stars because of how good he makes you feel. He wants the sex to be intimate, but also passionate, and he’d rather pace himself and hit all your sweet spots rather than rush to a climax. It’s also easier to stare into your eyes and kiss you when he maintains a slower pace. Intimacy is the most important part to him, and there will definitely be moments where he pounds into you a lot faster, but as a whole, he prefers to take his time and carefully explore every inch of your body. 

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Nanami definitely prefers proper sex over a quickie. Even if you approach him with the intention of a quickie, it’ll usually turn into a much longer, much more passionate session. He wants to make love to you, not just fuck you, so quickies with him are exceedingly rare. 

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He doesn’t often experiment. If anything, you will have to be the one to suggest new things in the bedroom, and again, he’ll only do things that don’t involve seriously hurting you. As a whole, he’s pretty vanilla. He tries to be open-minded because he loves you and wants to make you happy, but he won’t take that many risks.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Near endless stamina. Not only because he’s a powerful, trained jujutsu sorcerer, but his physique alone should be proof enough that he won’t tire easily. Since he doesn’t rush anything, he’s able to control himself and avoid finishing too fast. But even if he does finish, he’s more than happy to go another round—or however many you want, really. 

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He does not own any toys, and prefers to have sex without them. If you really, really want to try out a particular toy that’s not too extreme, he’ll consider it. But he would only ever use it on you, not himself. 

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Almost never teases. Sometimes in the moment he might make the odd remark, while chuckling in that deep, gravelly voice of his, but usually, whatever he says he’s going to do to you, he will do to you.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Definitely more on the quiet side. You’ll hear him gasp softly every now and then, and he’ll bite back moans as well. The sounds he makes during are unbelievably sexy, but he’s mindful of not being too loud. You’ll mostly notice the changes in his expression instead, like how his brows knit together, and how he’ll clench his jaw and squeeze his eyes shut when something feels extra good. 

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

It doesn’t necessarily even have to involve sex, but Nanami loves just taking a bath together with you. He finds it incredibly relaxing, and he adores the sensation of your soft, damp skin against his. He’ll hold you close, and he’ll even gently scrub your back or wash your hair. 

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He’s roughly 7.5 inches long when fully erect, but even more impressive is just how thick his cock is. It stretches you out perfectly and always leaves you craving more. The veins along his shaft are pretty noticeable, and the head flushes a deep red while he’s hard.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Before he met you, he had a below-average sex drive. Sex really wasn’t his priority and he didn’t think about it much. But since sex is more about intimacy for him, and connecting with his partner even more, his sex drive has definitely increased. He’ll find it difficult to keep his hands off you, and if you approach him yourself, it’s very unlikely that he’ll ever refuse.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He doesn’t fall asleep easily, and is more than happy to cuddle you after sex. You’re usually the one who falls asleep before him, and he doesn’t mind. He’ll just hold you close and smile as he gazes upon your peaceful, resting expression, and eventually, he’ll be so relaxed and at ease that he’ll fall asleep too. 

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BABY DADDY .ᐟ

f!reader x toji fushiguro (18+)

summary : “Fuck you Toji!” “Fuck me..? FUCK YOU.” God you hated him so much.

warnings : toji calls reader a bitch and finds out, slapping, reader cries, sex while pregnant, slight angst, a cute little fic

“..It should be “Thank you, Toji. Oh i just love you so much.”

He looks at your angry face, scar rising as he couldn’t hold back the cocky smirk. His eyes trail down to your little round belly, four months swollen. “Thank you? Thank you? I’m fuckin pregnant dumbass!”

“Nothing wrong with ya carryin my seed. You can take a break from work for 9 months. Calm the fuck down.” He grumbles, grabbing a cigarette from his pocket. “Calm down? I can’t just take months off- I model dumbass.”

“And you modeled for me one day and look what happened, I knocked you up.” Not to mention the engagement ring you wore. You’ve been together for almost three years he’s head over heels for you. “Calm the hell down.” He’s reaching over to pat you on your head. “Gonna give ‘Gumi the crazies.”

“No- you don’t understand. I don’t wanna become a housewife-“

“I wanna still be the model I was- no—you don’t get it Toji you’re a man— baby. We have this chat once a month.” He quotes you almost perfectly. Smoke leaving his lips. “Quit yr’ bitchin-“ SLAP !the sound loud ringing in your ears, hand colliding with his face faster than you’ve ever moved before.

“Fuck you Toji!”

“Fuck me..? FUCK YOU.” God you hated him so much. Your eyes watered, but you were a strong little thing. That’s what Toji liked about you..one of many things. Like how when you first met he was just a guy in the crowd watching you strut down the aisle, smirk on his face as he sketched in a notepad. An artist he wanted to be..you learned that after getting to know him. Your eyes glance over to the notepad page, framed on your wall but showing signs of age.

You also thought of what he actually was..the son of your boss. He didn’t have much money when you met, looks could always fool you..so sweet you were. That didn’t bother you much though. It wasn’t his fault his father blocked his success. His art, your love. You watch as Toji puts out the cigarette, cursing to himself as he started to walk away from you.

“Wh- don’t walk away from me we’re not done.” You follow him. He sighs, rubbing his forehead. “Yes we are.”

“No we’re not-“

“I’m not gonna keep doing this every month. We had time to..we decided to keep the baby and now you’re complaining about the damn kid!” He turns to you, blue eyes staring sadly at your brown ones. Instinctively reaching down to graze your cheek. “I know you don’t like it mama..” he murmurs. You sniffle softly, leaning into the touch you fell in love with. Your eyes close as he felt closer. His lips grazing over your chin and neck. Toji’s hands wrapped around your body.

He held you both. “It’s your fault.” you sob into his embrace. He couldn’t hold back the small smile littering his lips. “Takes two ta tango?” he wipes your eyes, kissing the tears away. “Mhm..” you found yourself sniffling. He rubbed over your swollen belly. “Gumi be nice to mama alright? Stressin’ her out.” He whispers to the baby.

“M’sorry..” He whispers again, his strong hands guiding you into his body. “How could I be so bad? Getting such a perfect little thing knocked up..filled up with my baby. How could I have done such a thing..” He coos.

He leans up to kiss your lips, thumb swiping at the fallen tears. “You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, y’know?” Toji stands up straight, bringing your body into his. He rubbed your back while you cried softly into his chest, how you wrapped your arms around the love of your life…he was everything. He knew you meant no harm, he also knew to watch his mouth but still failed. “You’re going to be perfect- we’re gonna be a perfect lil family okay?”

“Cmere mama..” He had you trapped. You loved him too fucking much to let go.

“Be gentle.” You had huffed. “Damnit I am- shut up.” He had huffed back, playful smile on his lips while the thick head of his cock slipping between your folds. Toji held back while you were pregnant- he had no choice- being the rough guy that he was. It’s how you go here in the first place, hell. The scar on his lips danced as he moaned softly, bottoming out. He didn’t go in all the way, though. His tongue lapped at your growing breast. Nipples being flicked by his tongue, hips still.

“Missed this..” you close your eyes, breathing softly while he started to move. His hands were on either side of your head, tightly fisted the sheets. You could tell he was doing his best not to pound you. “Mm..” Your head relaxes on the big pillow beneath your head. Toji’s face tucks into your neck, cock slipping out past your ring. He was a mess. The cum that leaked should be a crime. You’d tease him about it later. He slips back in just as easily, biting down gently on your neck. “Gonna take care of you, alright?” He mumbles.

“Yeah yeah.”

[zevrra]

should we…?

synopsis: how some of the men of jjk would react to you asking for a baby >:3

tags: 18(+) only, mdni, very nsfw, suggestive content, straight up smut, sorta plot w/corn, fem!reader, gojo satoru, geto suguru, nanami kento, toji fushiguro, short & sweet

gojo is taken by total surprise. you had slipped up, asking the question over dinner one time. wondering if he would ever be interested in having children. so you ask him. gently touching his hand as he stares at your face, looking for any answer he can find. yet it was he who thought himself unworthy to have children. fear of being a terrible father has him a little nervous to answer.

you smile at him, scooting your chair closer to his side so you can kiss his check. squeezing his hand as you gaze at him with every ounce of love you’ve ever felt for the man. “satoru, you’d be a wonderful father.” you whisper and he smiles. if not for the dim light you could’ve sworn he had tears in his eyes but when he abruptly stands, they’re gone. he simply nods in response. takes your hand into his own and helps you to your feet. “let’s start a family.”

and that’s all it took. you guide him to the bed. tossing him down onto the tuft of pillows as you work out of your evening clothes. feel his eyes watch over your every move as you climb on top of him. kissing him passionately to distract him as your fingers work on removing his shirt. discard his clothes with your own onto the floor.

when he tries to take control you push against his chest. laying him flat back onto his back. he smiles up at you, curious as to what you have planned. he’d find out soon enough. especially when you stroke his cock against your pussy. he stiffens rather quickly under your touch and from this position, he’s large enough that his head brushes against your lower stomach. he moans at the sight as you continue. lifting your legs and hips up before sinking slowly down onto his awaiting cock. now he really moans for you. whispers your name between every gasp of breath he takes.

“fuuuuck.” he groans. gojo wants to take control but you don’t let him. you keep riding his cock, swallowing him up with ease, with your hands gripping his shoulders. “feel that?” you ask as you clench around him. he whines at your words and your actions. fingers gripping the bed sheets for dear life. “let me have your children satoru. you’re amazing. so loving, so caring. give me everything my love.” you beg him and he can’t take anymore. his hips stutter as he cums inside of you. bites his bottom lip as he watches you take every inch of him while he fills you with cum.

he throws his head back with a cry as you keep going. you weren’t planning to stop anytime soon, not even as his cock becomes overstimulated and he moans for you to slow down. you both knew his limits and until you receive everything gojo can give you, you kept rolling your hips.

geto smiles one morning as you two are getting ready. smoothed a hand across your stomach as his head falls onto your shoulders. “let’s have a baby.” he says. pressing kisses to the back of your neck. having adopted two girls you would never have guessed he’d want a third. but there he was, pressing into your lower stomach and asking you to take his children inside your womb. “please?“ he asks softly. he knew you were weak to him begging. knew you would never say no to him.

so he takes the initiative. turns your face to kiss you deeply while his hands get to work. stripping you of your pj’s as you turn to him. he leads you back to your bed, laying you back on your back. his sleeping pants are pulled down to reveal he’s already thick and hard cock. he must’ve had a dream about fucking you full of his cum. a dream he would soon make a reality that you welcomed entirely.

he slides his cock between your thighs. rubs himself right up against your aching core. “wanna hear you beg me for it.” geto hums deviously. turning all of it back onto you. all with a simple smile. “please suguru…i want it.” you whine and he replies with a smirk. tells you, “oh you can do better than that princess.” as his pushes his head between your lips. “p-please! suguru, i want you. want your kids, please fuck me, please get me pregnant!”

that’s what he likes to hear. geto slips his entire cock inside of you. pushes himself all the way down to the base. doesn’t give you a chance to breathe as he stuffs you entirely full before he begins to move. hips grinding against yours, dragging himself in and out of you like a storm. he fucks you rough and fast. the type of fuck to leave bruises on your waist. and you love every second of it. sobbing his name again and again until he’s unraveling himself. buries his entire cock so deep inside of you, you swear he’s kissing at your womb. no doubt you were going to get pregnant.

“that’s my girl. take all of it inside. don’t spill a drop.” geto groans. making sure nothing spills out of your twitching pussy. doesn’t plan to stop there though, oh no. he plans to fill your womb to the brim.

nanami is a little surprised. not that he had not thought about ever starting a family, simply thought he would never get the chance. he had always wanted to ask you. wanted to see what your reaction and your answer would be if he simply asked to have his children. but now that he didn’t have to wonder anymore, he wants nothing more than to fill you and his wishes.

so plans a romantic date. makes you feel special the entire night. buys you your favorites flowers, brings you a gift, gets you the expensive wine you like while you two have dinner. tells you how gorgeous you are. tells you how he’d be so excited to start a family with you when you bring it up. and later that night he plans to make love to you.

after you return home from the amazing night he planned out, you kiss him in the kitchen. his hands are slow as they run across your body. sculpting every curve and dip as he kisses you lovingly. you start at untying his tie. slipping it off from around his neck while unbuttoning the front of his dress shirt. you both move towards your shared bedroom, leaving a trail of clothing articles strung about your home.

when you fall onto the bed, he takes his position on top of you. kisses your neck as he slowly pushes inside of you. pushes his cock slowly inside of you. solely to make you really feel every inch of him before he drags every inch out. he groans against your skin. “god you feel so good.” he mutters while his hips begin to move a little faster. “you’ll look so beautiful carrying my children.” he adds with a laugh. continues to steadily increase his pace until he’s quickly thrusting inside of you. hits every deep spot inside of your pussy that it makes your toes curl. all the while he lays hot and heavy kisses against your throat.

“have my children darling.” he whispers, panting against your skin. “y-yes! let’s start a family. i want to have your children, please kento…” you respond in soft cries. he’s close. closing in to the burn he desires so bad. makes sure to pull back and rest his hands on either side of your head to make sure he looks lovingly in your eyes. wants to make sure he sees your face as he cums. never pulls out, not even once, as he finally buries his cum inside of you.

the night leaves you full of nanami’s love and warmth. as he reminds you again and again how beautiful you are.

toji laughs a little. thinks you’re joking at first as he’s spread out on your shared couch. his shirt bunched up, hand resting on your thigh, watching some movie that barely had your attention. cue as to why you suddenly bring up wanting a baby. when you tell him you’re serious, that you want a baby, his baby, he probably laughs again. grabs hold of you and moves you into his lap, hand sliding up beneath your shorts and groping your ass. “let’s make one then, right here and now.” he whispers. doesn’t take any time pushing your shorts off, damn near ripping your panties off in the process, while his other hand lifts to your mouth, tells you to spit and suck on his fingers.

he proceeds to finger you after that. fucks you from behind until you’re cumming in his lap with a simple twist and curl of his fingers. all the while you stroke him through his sweats. getting him hard and ready to fuck you into pregnancy. and he will, once he removed his fingers he replaces them with his aching cock. fucks into your weeping pussy again and again. turns you into a babbling mess as he uses your hips to grind you down against himself. “shit, ya want my baby? want me to fill your womb?” he chuckles, watching your pussy swallow him up completely. feels you clench around him at the words he speaks.

“please fill me up toji. fuck me please. want your babies.” you cry as he continues to roughly fuck you. he chuckles at your begging. licks his lips as he stares at you hungrily taking all of him with every thrust.

groans harshly when he finally cums, never once pulling out as he continues to thrust himself inside of you. wants to make sure you take every last drop he can offer. now, trembling from his harsh movements, he flips you onto your back. moves to wrap your legs around his waist, staying buried deep inside the entire time. “once more. I’m gonna get ya pregnant for sure.” he says with a wild smirk, pushing hair out of his eyes as he plans to fuck you all night long.

[cindol]

how the jjk men eat pussy?

HOW JJK MEN EATING PUSSY !

gojo x fem reader, nanami x fem reader, getou x fem reader, toji x fem reader, choso x fem reader

cw— pussy eating, clit and pussy fold licking/sucking, teasing, downward dog position, 69 position, ass slapping, gagging,

a/n : trying a new banner style ! Hope u like .

SATORU GOJO

Eats it on places you wouldn’t expect. His favorite place to eat his girlfriend is on the couch. With her arched legs spread on the couch and Gojo down on his knees and hands grabbing her cheeks he’s so teasing and slow eating it from the back. She whimpers at how slow he’s licking at her folds and clit wanting more.”Satoru more please! Don’t tease!” He chuckles inside her pussy making her do a breathy gasp.

“Been teasing my poor baby hm? Bout time I give you what you want huh?” She just responds with a whimper from his tongue being out her pussy and feeling empty. Being the man Gojo is, he ups the pace in the worst way for her. Being so sloppy practically making out with her cunt and sucking on her clit, it was so much more than she expected, making her cry out and grip the couch.”sato’ please slow down!” Gojo smacks her ass in response, making her whimper.”wanted this baby, now you gotta keep arching that back baby.” Gojo is a mean pussy eater who won't stop till you just orgasm.

SUGURU GETO

a soft lover to the kitty but still a tease. Has his wife comfortably on her back on the bed with her head on a pillow and her legs held up and together showing off her private area. Geto isn’t as rough and mean as Gojo is but still a big tease. Delving his tongue into her wetness he’ll be such a big teaser only doing kitty licks to her cunt and clit till she can't take it. A few moans here and there was all she’s doing till her whining came.”sugu..” just responding with a hum making her gasp and moan from the vibration she felt in her core at it.”s-sugu..more..” he made a questioning humming as to say ‘more what?’

“Want more than this suguru! You’re too slow!” She said it quickly, not noticing how bratty it came off once she covered her mouth and geto came up.”oh really? Too slow?” She held both her legs doing a shy nod.”Maybe this’ll please you then since I’m such a slow poke.” He mocked her then grabbed a hold of her legs wrapping them around his waist and bringing her cunt closer to his face.

She wanted to sob wishing she originally didn’t beg him or rush him. The way he ate her now was too much, he knew she was sensitive, grabbing his jet black hair with tears in her eyes. She felt a warmth through her body, heat spreading through her skin at him eating her. He was practically making out with her soppy pussy and he wasn’t gonna stop till he hit that orgasm for her since she was so rushing.

KAMO CHOSO

Choso is a pussy pleaser down to his soul, when eating his girl's pussy she has to tell him what she wants. He's like a doggy who goes off a command. While softly sucking your clit and licking at her folds he’ll look up for a command or voice that he’s doing good. He craves the praise from his partner so much. She rubs his head with a flustered look on her face making soft moans at his soft eating look down at him.”A-ah.. Good boy Choso, doing so good baby, making me feel so —mmph— good!” There were more moans from her with her tugging his hair harder.

That praise made him work harder for an orgasm from you, making him hard in the process as he worked for her orgasm. He liked being used by his girlfriend for a pussy orgasm

KENTO NANAMI

The ultimate gentleman and pussy eater. He knows exactly what’s good for his wife and how to please her pussy. After a long day for the both of them he’ll dive straight in giving her pussy pleaser before his, it’s the gentleman thing to do. His clothes aren’t even off, just his tie undone and discarded on the floor while he has her naked body in the downward dog position for him.

The moment his wet muscle came in contact with her pussy a short gasp and soft moans started to come from her mouth. Feeling his nose brush against her pussy as he licked up and down made her pussy wetter than it was even with clothing on. “A-Ah! Kento so good! Your tongue feels so good on my pussy!” That encouraged him to slurp more, his tongue flicking your bean and your cunt getting sloppier from his wet month. He had a hard on himself but wasn’t gonna stop, your pleasure was his main priority.

FUSHIGURO TOJI

Likes to eat your pussy but also wants some good fun for himself too which is why he’s a lover of the 69 position. Having his girl slobber on his dick and her moans and cries being muffled is what motivated him. In between sucking harshly on her clit and giving harsh kisses to her pussy he would make harsh groans in between eating her pussy and slap her ass before smoothing it over making her let out whimpers and more loud cries on his dick.

He never let her slow down even if he did stop momentarily. When her mouth is off making small breathing noises he lets her take her small break before pushing her head back down.”Cmon baby get back to work, gonna work both of us all night.”

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[ariespetal]

Too lazy to draw today so here's just a ton of these <333

[daisynik7]

Imagine fucking Nanami until the room is musty. Sweat is beading off both your foreheads, trickling down your necks. Blankets twisted beneath your bodies, the fitted sheets stripped from the corners, exposing the mattress. You can't tell whether it's still daylight or well into the night because the curtains are drawn shut the entire time and you've been going at it for what feels like hours. Your skin is sticky with slick, lube, and perspiration, but you don't care. He's leaving for a business trip tomorrow morning and you need your fill of him before he goes.

You've already exhausted each position at least twice, pussy too tight to take his large cock, which has been completely milked dry. Now, he's got all your toys laid out on the nightstand. Your clit is swollen and sensitive while he holds your vibrator against it, making you squirm and writhe into your fourth (or maybe fifth?) straight orgasm. Still, you're desperate for more, knowing how much you'll miss him the second he walks out that door.

"Feels good, huh sweetheart?" he purrs, pressing the fluttering tip deeper to your clit. He slides his fingers inside you, slippery with your cum, gliding easily with each pump. His cock rigid, prominent veins bulging on the shaft, completely spent, but still undeniably aroused. He wraps his wet fingers around it, stroking himself with the tip teasing your oh-so-inviting entrance. "Fuck, I'm going to come again. Come with me, honey. Please."

Increasing the intensity of the toy, the vibrations resonate throughout your body, sending you into a high with him. He rocks his hips forward for the sole purpose of shooting his hot load inside you, always so keen on stuffing you full of his seed. He pulls out just in time to watch one last spurt of cum spill onto your clit, flicking his wetted tip on it.

You smile at him, dazed and euphoric, maybe even at your limit. But is there really such a thing with Nanami? You sincerely can't get enough of him.

[kamiversee]

➶-͙˚ ༘✶ THE F*CK LIST (extras)

✧.* “See? Was that so hard? Now here, clean yourself off my fingers, messy girl.”

[ { SYPNOSIS } ] ➤ Masterlist for What-If scenarios & extra scenes that originate from & take place in the AU of my completed jjk fanfic; The F*ck List.

[ { NEED TO KNOW } ] ➤ This is a collection of oneshots, most of which are smut. Some are canon to the fic while others are not.

[ { CONTENT/WARNINGS } ] ➤ fem!reader, explicit nsfw scenes, alcohol, college au, whore activities, gen z references, & above all; 18+ themes.

[ { PAIRINGS } ] ➤ jjk men x f!reader. gojo x f!reader. geto x f!reader. toji x f!reader. choso x f!reader. sukuna x f!reader. nanami x f!reader.

★ Geto called for phone sex. (pt. 1/2)

★ Geto couldn’t get enough of you. (pt. 2/2)

★ Choso treats his newly wedded wife like a slut.

☆ Gojo got to fuck you one more time.

☆ Sukuna became your fwb.

☆ Teasing Ino went further than planned.

☆ Your boyfriend Choso turns out to be a cuck. (pt. 1/3)

☆ Your cuck boyfriend sluts you out to Gojo. (pt. 2/3)

☆ Gojo and Choso have their way with you. (pt. 3/3)

Coming soon ➤

☆ Gojo joined you & Geto.

☆ Gojo skipped class to eat you out.

☆ You and Shoko practice kissing.

☆ You slept in Toji’s bedroom.

★ Choso let you hold him while he pees.

☆ Yuki and Shoko “comfort” you after the drama.

★ You and Gojo talked about your futures.

These aren’t exactly in order of when they’ll come out but links will be added to each as they’re published.

Some have been removed due to other projects I’d like to move on to.

[ ★ = canon. ☆ = non-canon. ]

|| @kamiversee || status; ongoing ||

Requests; closed