#jjk Nanami kento

[kenpachissluut]

ꨄ︎ Nanami Kento Headcanons ꨄ︎

warning: smut, explicit content and language, 18+mdni

Nanami treats you like a fucking Queen. Holding the door open for you, offering his jacket when you are cold and gifting you almost every day beautiful Flowers. He is very oldschool when it comes how he treats you. He is an real Gentleman and worships and loves you deeply.

Nanami loves to devour your beautiful pussy. It’s his pleasure if he can make you feel so good, moaning his name and bringing you into Heaven. He really takes his time to make you feel things you never felt before, tasting and licking over your juicy sensitive folds while he slowly fucks his long thick fingers in and out of you.

Nanami loves seeing you in lingerie. Especially in cute pink ones. He would buy you many different kinds of cute lingerie that you could wear for him. He loves it so much fucking you in the lingerie he got you, his gaze swooning over your body while he fucks you intensely, holding eye contact all the time and praising you.

Nanami always appreciates a good blowjob from you. When he comes home from for work exhausted, seeing you already on your knees for him waiting to take his beautiful dick in and sucking him till he spills all his cum into your pretty mouth.

Nanami his dick is so beautiful. It’s atleast 20-22 cm long and really thick with many visible veins. It’s pretty straight and he has blonde hair. He is clean shaved but has a sweet little happy trail.

Nanami loves to fuck you when he comes home from work. All his pent up emotions he couldn’t get rid off on the job, he gets it out on you. He is usually very gentle with you but not when he is so pissed off from work. He pounds your pretty pussy roughly and meanly against the kitchen counter, gripping your ass firmly while he takes it all out on you. As the good girlfriend you are you take it like a champ until he gets his satisfaction, filling up your womb with his huge load of cum.

Nanami has a low tolerance on alcohol. He rarely drinks but when he does, his cheeks get all blushed and he is a babbling sweet mess. But you wouldn’t complain though, cause when he’s drunk he let‘s all his guard down and is open for almost everything in the bedroom. Even trying out different kinks of yours. The next day he would be a bit shy about it though, what makes him even sweeter.

Nanami is sooo good with his beefy big hands. Touching and fingering your pussy like a damn expert, gliding his thick fingers in and out your wet hole and his thumb teasing your clit in circle manners. He teasingly licks his finger clean covered in your sweet juices, watching your shy reaction closely as he then slides them back in until he makes you cum all over his fingers.

Nanami has a praising kink. Not for him though but for you. He would praise the hell out of you, telling you how beautiful you are, how good you take his big dick into your pussy. He has nothing against it when you also tell him how good he makes you feel and when you are vocal for him.

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[camarei]

kento isn’t much of a talker.

whenever you come home from work, he’d always be there on the couch, spreading his arms to as a welcoming gesture.

laying on his chest, you then talk about your day, what annoyed you, and the latest gossips in your workplace.

“i just don’t know why would she do that, you know?”

and kento just grumbles, his way of agreeing with you, too focused on looking at your features.

“then, get this! she still took him b—” you cut yourself off, he looks uninterested.

were you talking too much..?

“why’d you stop, sweetheart? continue, what did she do?” kento says, snapping you out of your haze.

“she still took him back! the amount of advice that i gave her, she didn’t even apply any of those!” you huffed in annoyance.

kento hums, “it’s on her if she gets hurt again, sweets.”

“ugh, i don’t care about her anymore.”

kento was still scanning your face, his thumb caressing your cheekbones.

“i missed you, ken.”

“i missed you more, my love.”

you slowly move to kiss him, his hold on you tightening.

“i love you.” he mumbled in between kisses.

“i love you, too, kento.”

he slowly sits up to stand, with you still on his arms.

“don’t drop me, ‘kay?”

he chuckles, you snuggle your head on his neck and gave it little pecks.

“do you ever get tired of me yapping?” you asked him.

“hearing your voice puts me at ease, i find comfort when we’re like this. i love when you talk, sweetheart. i may look uninterested with everything that you talk about but i’m really not, i’m most likely just distracted by your gorgeous face.” kento mutters as he opens the door to your shared bedroom.

“oh my god, kento.”

“yes, love?”

“i need to wife you up.”

“hm, we’re gonna need to plan another wedding then, huh?” he chortles.

kento isn’t much of a talker, but he can be a little chatty when it comes to you.

[yujisdreamgirl]

“why are you looking at me like that?” nanami sets his book down on the coffee table, leaning in towards you as you lean on the same table with your chin on your palm.

“what, i can’t absolutely yearn for my husband now?” he chuckles. yearning. he knows a thing or two about that.

“i’m not saying you can’t. i’m just saying i would prefer if you showed it to me.” he takes a seat beside you on the fluffy ground with his legs crossed, eyes never leaving your figure.

“well maybe if you put your book down once in a while..”

nanami leans forward, showcasing a smile you would absolutely go to war for. he pecks your pout away, holding your cheek in his palm so delicately as if you’re glass. you look into his eyes and you’re convinced he’s casted some spell because you just can’t seem to look away..

“yeah? hm.. are we just going to ignore the fact that i started reading when you stopped giving me attention? i was merely just.. killing the time.”

oh, now he’s the one pouting.

you giggle at his antics, doing the same thing he did and kissed his pout away.

“huh.. i guess i should clock back in my job then hm?”

he raises his eyebrow, “and what job is that?”

“hmmmm i’m not sure what to call it..do you? it involves cuddling and kissing my boyfriend endlessly.” he chuckles.

“i’m not quite sure. would you like to demonstrate it on me?”

“ah!” you gasp as he carries you bridal style, holding onto him tightly as he heads to your guys’s bedroom.

he gently lays you on the bed, but you quickly switch positions so you lay on top of him.

“alright, stop!” he pleads as you continue kissing his face all over and tickle his sides.

“say you surrender!”

“never!”

you don’t stop, not until he switches your positions again and hovers above you.

“alright, alright. you win. can i have my fun now?” he pants breathlessly.

“hmmm.. fine.”

the night lasted long and he had work tomorrow, but nanami wouldn’t have it any other way. not when a small box containing a shiny ring sits waiting inside a hidden drawer in the house.

this.. idk how to feel. i saw scrumptious art and had the urge to write lovey dovey bf!nanami ♡ hope u guys like it^.^

part 2(?) here !

͙͘͡★ divider by @/strangergraphics 👔

[naammiii]

KENTO NANAMI FIC RECS // mdni!

but it’s better if you do - @/madamechrissy

she said it’s her first time! - @/classyrbf

virginity loss - @/lovesculprit

the heart grows fonder - @/hiraethwrote

bath time - @/reignpage

princess parts! - @/classyrbf

sex tape - @/lovesculprit

a good man - @/lokissweater

surprise cookies for mama - @/churipu

million dolla baby - @/screampied

your (super) man - @/tonycries

you turn me on! - @/classyrbf

house husband nanami - @/nanaslutt

playing dangerous games - @/sttoru

the watch maker - @/pseudowho

but I’m a fire (and I’ll keep your brittle heart warm) - @/gojonanami

your best friends brother - @/delirious-donna

12 days of desire - @/simplygojo

do I pass? - @/screampied

work anniversary - @/madamechrissy

I DONT OWN ANY OF THESE FICS!! // CREDS TO THE WRITERS!! <3

[xhyjin]

husband nanami! who cuts your steak for you on dates because he knows you have a hard time doing it.

husband nanami! who lives and breathes you. he wakes up for work already missing you, laying in bed and watching you sleep as he gently plays with your hair.

husband nanami! who finds himself staring at photos of you randomly throughout the day when he’s not with you, not even realizing he has the biggest smile plastered on his face until someone (gojo) points it out. he gets so flustered, quickly shutting off his phone to keep them from seeing your photos—because they’re his and his only.

husband nanami! who holds your purse, your drink, your jacket, even your earrings—anything and everything—while you’re out, because he adores being part of anything that has to do with you.

husband nanami! who never raises his voice at you (bare minimum, of course) but will scream lyrics with you at the top of his lungs, even if it’s completely out of his comfort zone, just to see you smile.

husband nanami! who plans on renewing your vows “just because,” when in reality, he simply can’t get enough of how breathtaking you look in white.

husband nanami! who has your contact saved as “mrs. nanami” with the silliest photo of you—one he knows will definitely get him in trouble if you ever see it, but he keeps it because it makes him smile every time.

husband nanami! who somehow brings you into every conversation, no matter how random. his coworkers could be discussing the weather, and he’ll find a way to connect it to you, much to their annoyance, because it seems like your name is the only word in his vocabulary.

husband nanami! who sometimes writes your initials next to his on his work files while daydreaming about you, like a love-struck teenager doodling on their homework. sometimes, he forgets to erase them, leaving the pages covered in your initials, much to the confusion of his coworkers reviewing the files.

husband nanami! who takes your opinions on his work seriously, so when you tell him not to go to shibuya because you have a gut feeling, he listens and is forever grateful he did. because we all know why. (😔)

husband nanami! who quits being a sorcerer and a businessman just to enjoy his life with you, with no other responsibilities but you, you, you, you, and only you.

husband nanami! who always tells you to bring your jacket whenever you two go out, but secretly hopes you forget, because he loves when you get cold and he gets to give you his. he knows it’s wrong to make you feel cold on purpose, but he can’t help how adorable you look all warm and snug in his jacket, while he shivers with a proud smile, his arm around your waist.

husband nanami! who purposely leans his head back while kissing so you have to pull him by his tie to bring him back down to your level, just because he loves how it feels when you take charge.

[faintrustle]

NANAMI KENTO:

[kenananamin]

Tie my tie, marry me

Summary: The moment Nanami knew he never wanted to tie his tie by himself ever again and wanted to spend the rest of his life by your side. fluffy, nanami x fem!reader, nanami already loves everything you do but something about tying his tie was so intimate and special to him

It had been a year since Nanami officially asked you to be his girlfriend, but you had just started staying over during the weekdays. If either of you would stay at each other's houses, it would only be during the weekends when you both knew the next day could be dedicated to each other. Only recently had that unspoken rule changed.

You had both gone to the mall to shop for your new professional wardrobe and Nanami asked if he could buy a few extra things for you to keep at his house. You both knew what that implied and told him he could buy it, only if you could buy some stuff for him to keep at your house. You had both never been happier to spend more time and money at a crowded mall.

Nanami woke up a bit later for work than usual because of a power outage that turned off his alarm clock and did not charge his phone. You went into work after he did so you make his coffee and pack his lunch while he took a quick shower. You run into the bathroom to let him know he had less than 15 more minutes.

He steps out of the shower and grabs his razor to shave. You reach for the hairdryer he bought for you to keep at his house and start to dry his hair as he quickly shaves. You run out and start to rummage through his closet to set his clothes on the bed. Nanami finishes shaving and follows you out to get dressed.

"Shirt first, hurry," you take the shirt off the hanger and throw it to him.

Nanami begins to button the shirt when you get in front of him and start pulling his collar up and putting his tie around his neck. He looks at you with a questioning look and you quickly explain, "My dad taught me how to tie a tie. Never thought it'd come in handy since I never knew anyone who regularly wore a tie before you." You laugh at the memory but continue what you were doing to avoid making your boyfriend late.

Nanami however... his fingers stop buttoning his shirt. He looks at you, concentration and rush covering your features, but your fingers gently grazed his skin as you looped his tie. She's the first person to ever tie it for me, Nanami thinks. He had to learn how to do it from a video and was later corrected by some older male coworkers who showed him with their own ties.

The events of that morning finally dawn on him. You jumped out of bed right after you felt him jump out and started rushing around the apartment with him. He hadn't even mentioned that he was late, but you opened your eyes and knew what to do. He could smell the coffee from the room and heard the clanking of the leftover containers being opened and slid across counters from the shower. You dried his hair knowing that his route to work was not long enough to let it dry itself, and you took out exactly what he would have worn that day while he shaved. And now... there you stood before him, helping him tie his tie so his hands could do other things.

It seemed so... small. It was so small, so truly insignificant in the scale of life, something that could not hold weight in the world or change anything in the universe. But it changed his life, it was his favorite view in the world, and it would become his universe.

You look up at him and see him staring... and his hands not moving?! You move his hands away from the buttons and rush to finish buttoning it down. He takes your face in his hands and leans down to kiss you slowly. So very slow and soft. It stops you completely and you wrap your arms around his waist, relishing in the smell of his aftershave and body wash. Nanami deepens the kiss and moves an arm around your waist to pull you in closer. As much as you love when he pulls you in, the movement pulls you out of the kiss trance.

"Oh my god, Kento, hurry!! You're late, you're late!"

You step back and shove his pants into his arms. You tell him to hurry and that you'd grab his shoes to put by the door. You start yelling across the apartment that it would rain the entire afternoon and he needed to take the umbrella.

Nanami listens as you rustle through the closet looking for the umbrella and the light thud of what might have been his lunch bag and coffee thermal on the entryway table. He walks out the room putting on his suit jacket and sees you lightly jumping while telling him to hurry with his shoes.

Nanami leans down to tie his shoes but pauses after he's done. He goes to touch your bare leg since you hadn't even gotten dressed after waking up. You only wore his large shirt and underwear. He kneels and carefully lifts one leg to kiss your knee. He looks up from his kneeling position and says, "Thank you for helping. You really didn't have to."

His loving eyes close slightly while you lean down to give him one kiss as your response. "You're late," you whisper against his lips.

Nanami stands and takes his things while waving bye to you and your bed head. He heads out the door and begins a light jog to catch his regular train.

Yeap, she's the one, Nanami thinks.

Nanami spent his lunch break at the jewelry shop looking at rings that would look beautiful on your finger. There were so many engagement rings that would look gorgeous on you, but one caught his eye as he imagined that ring slightly moving on your finger as you tied his tie.

"I like that one. Do you have a size (your ring size) in stock?"

Nanami buys the ring at that moment and texts you to ask if he could come over to your house after work. He does not plan to propose on a regular Tuesday evening with no special plans, but he wants to hug you, smell your lovely perfume, take you some flowers, and give you a special thanks for helping him. And maybe, maaaayybe (most likely), stay over at your house to help him with his tie again the next morning.

[spidercat2099]

Imagine tying Nanami’s ties the mornings he goes to work.

It’s not like he doesn’t know how tie one, he just likes it when you do it.

He loves to lean down to be eye level with you, just cause he’s so tall you wouldn’t reach otherwise. He loves how close your faces are, that way he can see each detail of your face. He loves the slight furrow in your eyebrows as you concentrate. It’s a special little, intimate moment right before he goes to work.

Oh, and the way you never forget to kiss him goodbye once you’re done. A soft, sweet little peck. Until he begins to stand up straight and you pull him back down, kissing him more and more.

“Sweetie, I’m going to be late…” he says with a smile, not pushing you away because he enjoyed your showered kisses. Instead, his hand always finds the small of your back and pulls you close.

“Just one more…” you say, although it’s never just one more.

It almost makes him rethink going to work, when he could just stay in with you all day.

[sailorkamino]

comparing them to sanrio characters {jjk men}

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ characters: gojo satoru, namami kento, choso kamo, geto suguru

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ warnings: food pics, jealous satoru, dramatic suguru, oc curse mentioned (peppa)

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ notes: i know offically kuromi = panda but suguru would demand a main character (sorry lloromannic), also hope i got his character right!

[cr4yolaas]

husband headcanons — nanami kento

tags: fluff !! i intended for this to be a gender neutral reader, however, there are some allusions to a fem reader ^_^

𝜗𝜚 nanami kento, who stays up until he’s sure you’ve fallen asleep. despite your complaints, he never fixes this habit — after all, he sleeps better knowing you’re well.

𝜗𝜚 nanami kento, who carries you like a princess. over puddles, from the couch to the bed, anywhere and anytime. he believes that princess treatment is essential to demonstrating his devotion to you.

𝜗𝜚 nanami kento, who rubs his thumb against your ring whenever he holds your hand. the smooth metal serves as a gentle reminder of your love. he’s not quite sure if you’ve ever noticed it.

𝜗𝜚 nanami kento, who keeps track of all your routines. from hair care to skin care, he has it all memorized. if not memorized, it’s undoubtedly stored away in a pocketbook solely for himself.

𝜗𝜚 nanami kento, who cleans the make-up off of your face when you fall asleep with it on. he does feel a little bad for interrupting your slumber, but with the way your neck is positioned on the couch and the way you haven’t washed your face yet, he’s sure that it’d be much better for you to wake up comfortably and feeling clean.

𝜗𝜚 nanami kento, who crafts you delicate bentos whenever he has the time. his cooking capabilities are beyond innate, and he makes sure to utilize them as much as possible. even if it means awakening before the sun is up to make you a meal.

𝜗𝜚 nanami kento, who decorates your house with small yet exceptional houseplants. a string of pearls resides on the shelf next to the window, and there’s a pot of budding aloe vera on the kitchen counter that he picked up a week ago. his green thumb is somewhat unexpected, but he loves to adorn the house with touches of color.

𝜗𝜚 nanami kento, who promises to find you in the next life and marry you again. he’s beyond eager to quit his career as a sorcerer and settle down with you, but he’s aware that it’ll take a bit of time. for now, he’ll kiss your fingers one by one and whisper his loyalty to your heart and soul, in every life.

[makelemonade]

texts with jjk men that are actually from Instagram reels - pt2

gojo, nanami, megumi, yuuji, suguru, sukuna, toji, inumaki

fem reader/afab + suggestive (sukuna, toji and suguru)

pt1

If you’d like to donate 💋💋- https://www.paypal.me/vexpolitan

[camarei]

you loved sitting on kento’s lap.

whether it’d be during him watching tv or reading a book, you’re always there—straddling on top of him.

and of course, kento loves it. he loves that he gets to be close to his wife. he loves how you guys share each other’s warmth. he loves how the gap between the two of you always close.

kento can’t escape from his work. even at home, he’s always working on something.

one time, he came home and went straight to work on something. you’ve noticed that he had been overworking himself and knowing your husband—he doesn’t like working overtime, he doesn’t like extra workloads, so you knew something was wrong.

you went into the kitchen to brew some coffee, carefully pouring some on a cup and you tiptoed your way to him.

“hi, ken...” you calmly called out, you knew that he can get a little fussy sometimes when he gets too overwhelmed with the amount of work he does.

but he never snaps at you.

“hey, sweetheart. what are you doing still up?”

“you know i can’t sleep without you by my side.” you pout, coming closer to him and setting the cup on top of his table.

“thank you, lovey. i’m almost done, just... a few more...” he sighed counting unfinished papers. looking back to you, he spreads his arms, inviting you to sit on his lap.

“it’s okay, ken... take your time, just don’t overwork yourself, ‘kay?” you mumbled on his chest. playing with the hem of his tie, you noticed that he didn’t even have the chance to change into his casual clothing.

he just hums. his left hand caressing your back with an up and down motion. the bump of his wristwatch doesn’t fail to go unnoticed.

you look up at him, your hands cupping his face as you press your lips onto his.

“i love you, kento.” you pull away, your head moving to snuggle on the crook of his neck.

“i love you more, sweetheart.” he said, kissing your hair and going back to work on his papers.

you’re his motivation, you’re what gets him going. he quickly goes over his work as if he just got energized.

of course, as soon as he finished. he carried you back to your shared bed, changed into something more comfortable and snuggled against you.

an: based from a recent ask, i’m having writer’s block and this is the only i could come up with, i’m sorry 😿

[yujisdreamgirl]

husband!nanami who was prepared for valentines day one month ahead. everything was planned considerately and perfectly. he has the whole day organised, from waking up to bedtime.

so, when you told him you were assigned a mission on valentines day, it was like looking at a wet puppy. he tries to conceal his disappointment, saying he understands, but deep down you know he’ll be sulking all week. it’s not like he created a whole itinerary for the day or nothing..

on february 14th, regardless of the whole missions shenanigans though, he still made the most out of treating you like royalty which means at least he got to tick some stuff off his list.

breakfast in bed? check. waking you up by kissing and hugging you? check. shower together and get ready for the day? triple check.

you make your way to the door, the wet puppy following your every step. he stands in front of you with a sullen smile, holding your waist so delicately you couldn’t help but chuckle.

your hands reach for his cheeks, going on your tippy toes to give him a kiss on the lips. once you pull away, he leans forward trying to catch your lips again. you giggle into the kiss, wrapping your arms around the taller man’s neck.

“hey, don’t be too sad. i’ll be back before you know it.” he sighs, a really deep and heavy one. “i had this whole day planned out..” he hugs your waist and buries his face into your shoulder—you had him in an absolute chokehold.

“i know, baby.. i promise i’ll take down those curses and yell the fact that i have a husband to go home to!” he couldn’t help but chuckle at that. he finally pulls back, but still doesn’t let go of your hands.

“stay safe.” you smile, leaning in to give him one last kiss. once you were out the door, he goes back to your shared bed and sobs into his pillow. (he’ll never admit that to you)

—

whilst you were out being badass and fighting curses, nanami on the other hand spent the day cleaning the house and preparing the bedroom. he was glad you told him about your unavailability on valentines day a week before as it gave him time to buy necessities for an even better place to come home to.

he’s got everything prepared: balloons, roses, candles, and the whole bunch of gifts he bought last month in secret! he sets the bedroom up, lighting the candles, sprinkling the rose petals everywhere, blowing up the balloons and having the basket of gifts in the middle of the bed and his handwritten letter within it.

once you got home, you noticed your husband’s lack of response to your holler. you roam around the living room and the kitchen confused as to why the lights were off, until you reached the bedroom to a nanami kento wearing a bathrobe and the whole room decked out in loving tones. you smiled widely at your husband’s antics, totally not expecting the whole shebang. he stands up and walks over to you, taking your hands in his.

“kento, this is.. you didn’t have to..” you didn’t even realise tear drops falling down your cheeks until he reached out and wiped them away. “of course i had to. you’re my wife,” he holds your face in his palms, placing a kiss on your lips.

he lead you to the bed, encouraging you to look through the basket of gifts. it was all filled with stuff you recently talked about, from trinkets to expensive items—small objects but meaningful ones. with a loving letter to top it all off, and you swear you’re the luckiest woman in the world.

you hug him tightly and hold his face to kiss his lips. “i love you” he says. “hold that thought,” he looks at you confused as you scramble to your walk in closet, heading to the corner and taking out a small box.

“i have a gift for you too.” nanami raises his eyebrow, taking the small box in his hands. you look at him with an excited look, and he couldn’t help but chuckle. once he opened it, he felt his heart practically leap with joy.

a positive pregnancy test.

nanami looks at you, his eyes wide and a smile creeping up his lips. “honey, you’re..” you practically scream the obvious: “we’re having a baby!”

nanami puts the box aside and hugs you, tears spilling out of his eyes. “this.. is the best gift i’ve ever received. you’re going to be an amazing mother.” you pull back and smile at him, “and you’ll be an amazing dad.”

he caresses your cheek, looking into you with eyes that hold the galaxy. “that means no more going on missions, okay?” you giggle, “i’ll be fine for a few more weeks..” his eyebrows furrow and his lips pout, “no. absolutely not.” you shake your head and smile, finally giving into his request.

you both lay on the bed with his arms wrapped around your torso as you sink your face his chest. he cradles your head and kisses your forehead, “i love you, honey. happy valentines day.”

another year of being alone on valentines day but hey at least i got tumblr to keep me company🫶

[sugurusyndrome]

cw/tags: househusband!nanami, fluff, smut, fem!reader

— oh househusband!nanami my love…

househusband!nanami initially resisted the idea of being a stay at home husband when you first proposed it. aghast, he might even say. he couldn’t fathom the possibility of being dependent upon your income. not that his masculinity was threatened or anything of the sort. you were the one supposed to be spoiled while he does the hard work.

your husband was traditional in a quite endearing sense. bless his giant heart and his even bigger cock.

“darling, i want to do this. for us,” you had gently insisted. reaching forward, you took off his spectacles and brushed a hand around his cheek. “you deserve to be pampered, too.”

househusband!nanami was exhausted from the long hours over many years and he knew his wife was sorely aware of that fact. he leaned into your touch, hazel eyes slipping shut.

“alright, my love.”

it took some adjusting to his new role during the first few days. when your alarm rang, you swiftly silenced it so he wouldn’t wake up. looking over your shoulder, you find his side of the bed empty.

househusband!nanami had gotten dressed as usual before remembering he didn’t need to work anymore. instead of going back to bed, he whipped up a breakfast feast fit for a queen. he also sent you off to your big-shot job with a kiss and your lunch.

soon enough, this became a routine. a hearty breakfast followed by a “see you later” kiss—kento didn’t like saying goodbye, it’s always “see you later.” househusband!nanami wanted to bring a smile to your hectic days so he stuck an adorable note in his neat handwriting squarely on your lunchbox. he never ran out of words to express his love for you.

househusband!nanami was finally able to tackle the books that had accumulated on his side of the bedroom but never had the chance to read. you could only imagine how he looked like, all cozy. in the nook of the living room where the sun shone best, he had one leg tucked under his body with his glasses perched on his sharp nose.

when he was not devouring words, househusband!nanami was taking himself on a stroll in the neighbourhood with a cup of a pick-me-up coffee. once, he passed a park and sat at a bench watching the mothers playing with their children with a soft smile. however, he quickly walked away because he realized his presence as a sole man just lingering at the edge of the park might be a cause of concern for the mothers. you giggled later over dinner when he recounted his thoughts to you. what a thoughtful man you married.

you wanted to give him 10 children.

if not books or a stroll in the neighbourhood, househusband!nanami was doing his duty ever so happily between your legs.

"k-ken..." you whimpered, back arching gracefully while your nails scraped his undercut in a way that made him growl into your pussy. he knew how much you loved the vibrations as much as he went crazy for your nails on his scalp. "missed this pussy today....mmm...” he captured your clit in a wet, hungry kiss. “take tomorrow off for me, sweetheart.”

this part of the night quickly cemented its spot as his favourite. to absolutely neither of your surprises.

househusband!nanami became fast friends with the owners of your favourite bakery. they already knew him from his frequent visits after his long shifts to pick up something sweet for his wife but the more he hung out there, the closer he got with the bakers. you were particularly fond of the strawberry shortcake from there and what did he do? oh yes, he learned how to make it. everything was from scratch down to the syrup. by the end of it he was sticky but super excited to surprise you with it for your birthday.

"honey, those better be happy tears," he chuckled, drawing you into a tender hug. either that, or the cake turned out to be a disaster.

"of course they are, kento!" you blubbered in his chest. strawberry syrup and whipped cream was smeared around your mouth, mixing with your tears.

oh, how you adored this man to his bare bones. and he devotedly breathed in the very air you exhaled.

[diaryfilms]

He would have been such a great girl dad 🥹

[stargirlstabber]

imagine nanami fucking you in front of a mirror. face down ass up till he forces you to look at the mirror, his veiny hand gripping your hair tightly, his other hand wiping your smudged mascara which was running down your face. "eyes open. keep them on the mirror, baby. i want you to watch me take you apart."