#i couldnt stop thinking about this man at exactly 12.25am

[miikapie]

nanami can't stop thinking about his wife at work while hes having a bad day:(( (NSFW drabble!!)

cw: fem!reader, nanami is mad at his new intern, reader wears a cute sundress, hair pulling, grinding, nanami cant keep his hands off u!, probably bad grammar idk i wrote this at 12pm //MDNI// NSFW UNDER THE CUT!!

"k-kento! i just put this on, you cant just rip it off!" you stutter. your husband, nanami, had his greedy hands on the back of your dress, gripping it. your hands push against his broad chest. he wasn't one to give in very easily, but your doe eyes worked wonders on him. "please?" they always have.

"fine." he huffs "could've just bought you another one." his hands finding your waist again just to turn your back to him. he was very clearly frustrated from work, and coming home to see his cute wife in a little sundress making dinner was just too good of an opportunity for him to pass.

he grunts, fingers intertwining with your hair. he pushes your head down, creating a sinful arch in your back. "god, how did i get so lucky?" he muses, looking down at you all on display for him. he kissed a hot trail down the open back of your dress, as his slacks did nothing to conceal the bulge he was grinding into your rear.

"kento...the..cooker" you whined, an arm weaseling its way from holding you up on the counter to the switch on the wall infront of you. he reached over you and turned it off, using the fistful of your hair to push your cheek into the marble kitchen counter.

"so good to me.." he holds back a groan, kissing your lips hungrily. his bulge catching your pulsating clit from under your dress.

"i was thinking about you all day, honey." he leaned back, taking your waist to keep it in place leaned over the counter. "thinking about this pretty wife of mine. couldn't even focus on my work."

"nanami.." you breathe, arms against the flat surface to keep you steady.

"had such a bad day. my boss assigned me to the new intern, she wouldn't get off of me." he growled, clearly not happy. ", but thinking about you and coming home to this pretty pussy kept me going all through the day." he delivered an intense thrust, unbuckling his belt, giving you goosebumps all over at the familiar clinks. "god, ive been waiting to get my hands all over you." he kept going. it wasn't like him to be this talkative right after work. he leaned over your heaving body, and asked meekly

"you dont mind if i take it out on you, right sweetheart?"