#kento nanami thirsts

[goejoes]

JJK SPOILERSSS

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the fact that this is the only shirtless nanami we get is sick and twisted like yes i am grieving my dying husband but also drooling

[jellicatty]

⭑.ᐟ E-SEX WITH YOUR ONLINE LOSER BOYFRIEND! NANAMI

Your online loser boyfriend Nanami that almost choked on his sixth ramen noodles of the day when you first suggested the idea of online sex. Because, how the hell did you guys go from playing genshin together to late night discord calls to sexting?

Nanami's shocked with how things came to be. But honestly, he's been wanting to see what lies further your promiscuous profile picture.

Even though separated by a screen, Nanami gives in easily. When you first got to do it with him, he was blushing madly and constantly apologized for the choppy signal. Plus, this grown loser was DROOLING when you gave him a small peek of your boobs.

However, as time goes by, this emo discord moderator starts to get confident. He's now fully showing his erect cock on screen, silently proud at his size when he elicited a cute little gasp from you.

Nanami can't admit he's addicted, but god damn does he now want to have e-sex everyday. looseeeerrrr ｡ﾟ(TヮT)ﾟ｡

[obsesssedblerd]

thinking about gojo asking nanami, "hey, how was your trip?" and nanami just softly smiles as he has flashbacks of fucking you, his beautiful wife, on every surface of the lovely hotel you stayed in while visiting malaysia together. then he'll just nod and say it was a much-needed trip. he definitely thinks he got you pregnant.

[misssremy]

stepdad!nanami who came home late from work, sneaking into his sweet step daughter’s room to check on you only to find you sound asleep on your stomach wearing nothing but a tank top with white laced little panties. it felt so wrong to stare at you like this, but at the same time never felt more right. nanami felt the blood run through his cock, palming at it roughly feeling it get hard to the sight of his innocent little step daughter. no one has to know, he thought. stepping further into your room, nanami felt his pants tighten at every step he took approaching your body, thinly clothed ass and pussy fully on display for him to easily slip his cock into. towering over your figure and tugging on your panties, you let out a quiet moan in deep slumber that only makes nanami more desperate to fuck you right here with your family in the other room. the thought that anyone could walk in on him right now only arouses him more. nanami unzips his pants before giving your now exposed pussy a rub with his long fingers, which you react with a moan that makes nanami even more impatient. fully unzipping his pants, nanami slides his bulging cock inside your tight pussy, wet for some reason. the sensation was enough to make nanami slip out a deep groan, but not enough for you to be woken up. nanami continues with quiet but rough thrusts inside your pussy as you shift and wake up from the sensation. turning around to be greeted with your attractive step father, you were too tired to care. him noticing that your awake, whispers in your ear ‘good morning dollface,’ ‘mmm daddy… fuck ‘feels good….’ you moan feeling him fuck you, ‘fuck… ‘keep your voice down baby’ nanami whispers into your ear.

‘this pussy’s so good… ‘m gonna regret this in the morning’

[asmobeuses]

Someone get the horse tranquilizer before I climb this man like a jungle gym.

[swanlikely]

Kento Nanami Twitter Links ☕

Author's Note: I am such a gooner for him. Let me know if any of the links don't work. Trying out new things!

He's so big but he's also so gentle with his little wife, making sure she feels every single inch of him. 📷

After a stressful day at work, all he wants to do is come home and stuff his wife full. 📷

Sometimes Nanami can be down right mean to his poor wife's cunt. He can't help but bully her with his cock when he gets like this. 📷

Two words: Body Worship. On lazy days, Nanami does everything he can to ensure his wife feels loved. 📷

Nanami is a hard-worker. He makes it his whole mission to satisfy his sweet little wife, until she's crying and begging him to stop. 📷

He is so whipped for that pussy. 📷

[courtneedsleep]

an afternoon stroll 🌆

please help me decide what i should draw next: chiropractor! nanami or nanami in a soaked, d r i p p i n g suit…

edit: soaked nanami is posted

[hoshigray]

MAPPA gave Nanami such beautiful hands that they never fail to make you feel things.

a/n: Bye, the trailer JUST came out, and I can't get over how good they made Nanami, so I'm writing out this to put myself together. @satoruhour pushed me on to write this so ty swee-T-pie, love u sm ���� this is just like when they released that hidden inventory trailer and i drooled over Toji's hands help 💀 so yeah this is just me writing a short smthn for kento's hands, sorry not sorry. also tysm for 1.9k!!!

cw: Nanami x fem/afab! reader - first soft then smutty, so minors DNI - h@nd h0lding - soft dom! Nanami bc yes - fingering (f! receiving) - hand kink (ig?) - fingers in reader's mouth - pet names (angel, love, sweet girl) - praise - clitoral play - you and Nanami in a cute domestic relationship ♡

wc: 950

You love Kento Nanami's hands. It's no secret to yourself because it's the truth. But you can't blame yourself; you can't help it! There are so many moments with him where you can't help but admire the man's big hands, and honestly, it's embarrassing at this point. It's a guilty pleasure that makes you feel such pleasant emotions, makes you want him more and more.

Even before the two of you expressed courtship, there were days when you'd encounter and have idle chitchat with the stoic man, and those were days that were hard to go through when you had such a tremendous crush on the guy. So much so that you'd drift your gaze away from his feline mocha eyes masked by his eyepiece. Instead, you'd look at his hands, admiring how beautiful and big they are. Aside from his face, they were the only thing visible from his dapper suit. Not that you complained, though. The more you saw and talked with Nanami, the more you marveled at his hands in your thoughts.

And when you two finally started dating, things were going slow and steady. Just as the two of you wanted — no rush at all. But a memory you hold dear to your heart was when the two of you walked home in the cold winter. The chilly breeze sent shivers down your spine, and your nose found breathing tricky in the extreme temperature change. Not to mention you forgot your mittens at home. Just my luck...

However, it wasn't all that bad. After all, your boyfriend (it felt a little weird calling him that) offered to walk you to your place, sticking close to your side, which was a rarity back then. Heat finally found its way up to your cold cheeks when Nanami took the initiative to grab ahold of your hand with his, the size difference making it easy to exchange warmth. "Here," he said so nonchalantly it almost felt like a dream. "Don't want the wind to blow you off the sidewalk." It was such an airy gag from the usually silent man, yet you chuckled and held his hand tighter, the cold overlooked throughout the rest of the walk.

Even watching him doing the most ordinary things is a sight. Whether he's washing dishes, making the bed, or cutting vegetables for the next meal he was cooking for you two, your eyes would always find their way to his deft hands. Rugged palms moving swiftly and gracefully, veins that stem from the back trail upwards to his forearm, and thick fingers with scars so faded with time that you'd have to be very close to see them. You're so in love with him — with his hands. They make you feel safe and secure, warm and loved. Specifically in times when you two are close to each other. Whether it's you resting on his chest as he reads a book while rubbing circles on your back or holding hands with you two walking around the vicinity, it couldn't get any better.

...Well, perhaps now as you're lying on the bed with your back to his chest, succumbing to his touch as one hand cups your cheeks while the other burrows inside your panties — his fingers intruding between your folds and playing with your leaky entrance staining the underwear with your come.

"Ooooh, Kentooo..." You moan to his thick digits in your vulva, scraping your spongey walls that result in high wails. He rubs your cheeks and maneuvers your face to the side so he can lay kisses on your neck, and you melt under his lips with a blissful hum.

"Open your legs a bit more for me, angel." His command is hushed to your ears. You follow his instructions and spread your legs further apart, and he rewards you with another finger added to your chasm. Now both the fore and middle digits slide deep into you, and the brush of his thumb on your clit results in sudden wails. "Good, that's my sweet girl."

His fingers graze your insides expertly, having you writhe on him with how good he's making you feel with just his fingers alone. The speed of his digits increases by the second, and you can feel the wave start rising in your body. Your body jolts with every scrape of his fingertips, pornographic whines fly out your mouth, and your face gets hotter and hotter.

"Haaaah!! Mmnnn...Kento, I'm so close. 'S so close, I'm—Mmmph!?" You don't get to finish that sentence when Nanami stuffs his free fingers into your mouth, your tongue immediately coating the two digits with your saliva.

"Go on, come on me, love." His sweet words were what it took for everything to come crashing down, the fingers in your cunt quicken in pace, and his thumb flicking on your clitoris — causing you to grab onto his forearm. Scratching the clothed limb and heavy pants drawing inward, your cunt clamps around on his fingers as your orgasm comes to pull you in for a euphoric release.

And Nanami lets your body experience the shocks on top of him, laying precious kisses on your temple and cheeks. He slowly removes his digits from your satisfied cunt with a whimper from your puffy lips. "Did so well like always, angel." In your daze, you still share a smile and welcome his lips on yours.

Like you said before — Nanami's hands are your guilty pleasure in more ways than one. And it feels so good to know he reciprocates those desires with mutual love. If such a gorgeous and attentive man can have you under him with just his sheer touch, then so be it.

[4n-4ng31]

Nanami thirst bcs i just wanna be eaten out good

Y’all already know this man can use his tongue, flicking between your clit and your hole, when he really gets into it his nose brushes against your sensitive bundle of nerves, causing you to write and whine against him.

PLEASE pull this man’s hair, the slight sting makes him go feral as he grabs your hips and pulls you down closer to his mouth.

He loves slipping a finger or two in, pushing up against your sweet spot and going at it. His fingers are so thick and filling and with that warm feeling of your his mouth it’s just euphoric.

After a stressful day his favorite thing to do is make out with your sloppy pussy. He’ll come home to you sitting on the couch or in the kitchen and he’ll have this look in his eyes that tells you everything you need to know. He’ll lift you onto the counter or push you down against the couch and just go at it. It’s days like these he eats you like he’s on death row and you’re his last meal, with a hunger so carnal, like he would die if he didn’t get more.

He loves hearing your little whines of overstimulation, trying to talk you through it. “Just a little more baby, little more f’me.” “that’s it pretty, you can take it” “one more baby, last one, promise.”

This man gets off on pleasuring you, so let him pleasure you. Even if that means the dinner you cooked gets cold or you lost your place in the show you were watching.

[satoruhour]

a/n: something possessed me and i just started writing ... / 1.2k

warnings: age gap (reader in 20s and in uni, nanami in his late 30s), oral / cunnilingus, doggy, daddy kink, implied overstim, unprotected sex, creampie / breeding kink, like brief fingering?, implied multiple rounds, n*sfw under the cut

thinking about dad’s best friend!nanami who helps you to move into your university dormitory, arms flexing against his tight dark blue shirt as you try not to stare. it’s unbecoming, eyes trailing over the sweat dripping down his forehead, the sharp lines of his jawline and furrowed brows, espeically since he met your dad long ago when he first joined the company, seeing you from time to time in your father’s office in high school. but nanami never thought he’d see you to grow up to be the woman you are today, moving into your very own room with a bright smile — ready to take on your major and the world.

“everything in?” your dad asks with tears in his eyes and you simply push his shoulder, telling him how i’ll be fine, dad! before hugging him in between boxes and plastic bags. just behind him, nanami shoots you a gentle smile too, recalling on the times when he’s seen you help out at the office in your gap year, where you slip in little sandwiches on your lunch breaks. he thinks it’s you wanting to revisit old times where your father would buy danish pastry just for you to give it to the blonde man, but you’re hoping to melt his stoicism even further to the point of wanting things to happen — things you didn’t even want to admit out loud — with how fine nanami has aged over the years.

but one visit turned into two. the second one with your dad where rather, they talked while you worked on an assignment, but you enjoyed both of their presence. two turned into three — the third where nanami has already memorised how many steps it would take to reach your room. three turned into five, and five turned into nine where his hand would wander past your bedsheets and onto your figure, where casual talk about his work turned into conversations about you and what you liked. but nanami was always afraid of crossing over.

it was the tenth visit where dad’s best friend!nanami shows up sweaty and panting like he needs to tell you something, but when your eyes drift down to the hand he tries to hide the gears click in your head. it was only fifteen minutes ago that nanami has himself cooped up in the admin toilet downstairs, fist pumping his cock impatiently while he imagines your tits in front of his face, bouncing. where your hips do the same, whining out into his neck as your pussy clenches and gushes around him. it’s because he was interrupted by a knock that the first thing he did was to come here, but he wasn’t thinking straight. that all fades away when your hand cups his bulge, squeezing slightly that nanami wants to unbuckle his pants, but you drag him into your room before he can do it.

dad’s best friend!nanami who has your panties stuffed into your mouth as he eats you out on the dormitory bed, slurping every last bit of your juices up while his mouth works wonders on your dripping cunt. “nanami-san! p-please—” it’s a struggle to talk through fabric but you manage to get the words out, hips starting to hump into his mouth, feeling nothing like this before in your life as he nibs and sucks on your clit. nanami hums into your pussy and his arms tighten around your thighs, “please what? words, baby, use your words.” you shiver at the timbre of his voice, alongside the smoothness in which he removes your underwear. “but not too loud, or else everyone in school will know what a dirty slut you are for your father’s best friend.”

dad’s best friend!nanami who has your face shoved into your my melody bedsheets as he pounds into you from behind, shirt held up by his teeth so he can the way you take just all of his fat cock. by now, he’s drawn out multiple orgasms after holding back on you for so long — it was a sight, a babbling, pathetic mess on the bed while your cum drips from your core right down to the sheets. it’s beyond easy to slip into your hole, and nanami has to squeeze your waist so hard to try not to cum that you’re telling him to loosen his grip and he apologises with kisses down your back. he’s only kissed you once so far so you moan into the second kiss that night, hips moving back onto his pelvis before he slams his length right into you.

dad’s best friend!nanami’s demeanour changes altogether after that sweet, sensual kiss, pushing down on your arch before setting a pace, dick twitching from how tight and warm you felt around him. “can’t believe you kept this pussy from me for s’long…” nanami is entranced by his best friend’s daughter’s cunt, sucking him in so well he starts to realise that maybe buying sandwiches everyday wasn’t simply for reminsincing. you fight against his strong grip, smiling up at him, deliriously. “yeah? it’s all for you, daddy.” and nanami forgets his own rule, groaning out loud at the drop of the name as he continues to slam into you. it’s so wet and sticky, pre-cum mixed with your cum together with the slap of his balls on your ass, it was so fucking disgusting in that room and you loved it.

whines of “daddy’s” were all that was coherent from your mouth, headboard of the bed rocking with naanmi’s rough thrusts as you become more and more intoxicated on his cock. nanami easily removes his shirt, then, reaching an arm around and starts to rub your clit, feeling your pussy flutter around him before you’re jolting in surprise at the sudden orgasm, mouth going slack and your eyes seeing white from its intensity. nanami slows down just a little for you to adjust, but soon he rails into you again, low grunts leaving his lips before he’s asking where you want him to cum and he wants to burn your fucked out expression into his brain and seal your whimpers from ever escaping his thoughts.

“wan’ your cum in me, daddy— p-please!” you moan out, spreading your cheeks and pussy lips to tell him you were serious. “b-but—” nanami was getting lightheaded, your walls feel too good around him and he just wants to cum. “wonder what my dad would think having his best friend fill me with so much cum that he knocks me up? that would be exciting, right?” and nanami scoffs at what a filthy girl you are. sure, if you wanted his cum dripping out of your cunt while you attended lectures, while your joked with your dad, he’ll give it to you. he’ll give anything to you. there’s a choked moan that leaves nanami as he stills, pumping you full of his semen while your fingers close around the sheets and your pleas are muffled by them. you can fill each spurt of cum from his tip, flowing into you so well that it dribbles out from your pussy, pushing it out before there’s a swipe of nanami’s finger plunging into you.

“if my sweet girl wants my cum, she’s going to keep it in. well — after i give her a few more loads, of course.”

so many dorm escapades.. maybe im projecting a little cause is this so difficult to ask for???

[nanamiscocksleeve]

Can I be a clown emoji? Humbly requesting creampies from Nanami <3

Hello there! Yes You can be clown anon, I'll update the emoji list. Ugh creampies from Nanami make my brain turn into mush. 🤤🤤🤤

Creampie

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You knew you were filthy but you can't get enough. Not from him. It's never enough from him.

Kento has you in a soft mating press, your legs pressed together on top of your chest as he slides his veiny cock out of your messy cunt. A ring of cream is visible on his base, a combination of both your arousal fluids. You don't remember how many rounds it's been but you know you can take more.

Kento taps his cockhead onto your swollen folds, sending pleasant little ripples into your clit before he pushes back into your drooling hole. You hum as you feel him fill you, his movements unhurried and achingly tender inside you. He leans forward to capture your lips and you open and allow your tongues to dance sensually, enjoying the taste of his mouth.

His thumb gathers some of his spilled seed off your thighs and spreads it upwards onto your clit, rubbing circles that leave the little nub pulsing with the pleasure of his touch.

You whine and card your fingers through his hair feeling how slick his movements were from the previous loads he'd filled into your cunt. "Kento..." You whine and see his eyes darken with primal instinct.

He angles his hips to brush your gspot. "One more sweetheart. You can take one more for me." You whine, head spinning from the coil of heat in your belly, the delicious stretch of your muscles as he strokes your inner walls and the way his breath changes into a series of pants as he builds up both your arousals.

His thumb changes from circles to consistent vertical strokes which have you falling apart in a haze of want, moaning out as the coil inside you snaps, unleashing the gratifying spasms of pleasure that rock your body before he starts chasing his own orgasm.

His balls are tense, contracting up into his body before he groans out your name and cums into your well fucked pussy, adding another layer to your already messy walls. You spasm around him, determined to keep as much of his creampies inside you, feeling so intimately connected to him knowing you'll be carrying a piece of him for a while.

When he finally finds the energy to move out, he looks down at your dripping hole, seeing his seed gather into a little pool on the sheets and the way your core puckers trying to keep it all in. He presses a kiss to your forehead.

"Don't worry my dear. I'll give you more to make up for whatever is lost."

[obsesssedblerd]

nanami loves making you feel good. he's such a "this is for your pleasure, but your pleasure is mine" type of lover in the bedroom. just like his work as a sorcerer, he handles you methodically and with dangerous precision. all he wants is for you to lie back, be pretty, and let him take his time unraveling you. so many weak spots, so many ways to make you cum, so many opportunities to get you to moan or even scream his name. he's obsessed.

[planetsage]

Hi babes I hope you're doing well, and I was wondering what's it like being nanami's ( obedient) stay at home wife 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

Any whosies how was your day 🤞🏻🤞🏻

🕳️

starting my day w nanami i can tell it’s gonna be a good one🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ contains. f!reader, lifestyledom!nanami, sub!reader, housewife activities, somno, throat bulge, vibrator in public, spanking, bondage.

nanami holds you, his pretty little housewife, to very high expectations:

every morning, you wake up before the sun can get too intrusive, peak its warmed golden rays through the window and stir your husband awake, to make him breakfast. usually something light with a nice cup of coffee. you religiously wear his button downs with nothing underneath like a uniform. they completely envelop you in his musky scent. an earthy but warm aroma, reminiscent of a damp forest after a rain, sinking into every single pore of your body, reminding you of him with every breath.

after breakfast preparations are done, you slip back into bed to wake him. pulling out the softness of his cock to suckle on and let grow in your warm mouth. making sure he wakes up nicely so the rest of his day can go smoothly as well. “ahh good morning, honey — haahh, watch .. watch the teeth, love mmmhhmmm there you go, atta girl” his deep voice gravelly from just waking up, resonant, hums in your ears.

while he’s gone, you meticulously clean every nook and cranny of the house. he expects perfection from you, but only because he knows his lovely wife is capable. scents of fresh linen and polished wood mix and suffuse the loft perfectly. just how he likes it. you always cook dinner for him and sometimes when he comes home a little early he’ll come up from behind and slip a warm yet rough hand on the curve of your waist, “smells delicious love watcha makin’ hm?” kissing your neck before nibbling at the receptive skin. and you lean into his embrace, “your favorite”

but usually he comes back to you after dinner is already packed up and finished and you greet him at the door ready to submit. ready to please him because the stress of the workday is a physical entity that clings adding pounds to his shoulders. he pulls you into him as you work on the buttons of his shirt peeling away his clothes, “missed me?” you hum in agreeance running a freshly manicured set of nails per his black card down the hard planes of his body, “always. let me take care of you”

he loves to see you on your knees. barking out the command to watch you dig them into the ground underneath him. has to train your throat to take all of him because he’s just so big, plugging up your little mouth, stretching out your jaw making you gag and cry around him, “almost there baby cmon, know you can do it” rubbing a thumb at the bulge that pokes out your tight throat.

and teaches you how to take him, telling you “honey, arch .. arch s’more for me” guiding you with heavy hands, “uhuh theerree you go. perfect” before sliding his fat cock head against your clit.

in public, at business dinners, he’ll have you wear a little vibrator that he controls with his phone. setting it to a constant hum that has white take over your eyes, your heart pounding in your head. he loves watching you struggle to keep your composure in the presence of his higher ups. turning the little thing all the way up when introducing you to someone.

and he constantly praises you for your obedience. not just sexually but day to day, “you’ve been so helpful today baby, thank you” kissing you with a softness that makes him forget if he’s ever loved anyone else.

but when you disobey, which is rare, he makes sure to correct you. you’ll never learn if there isn’t any punishment involved, taking you over his knee to slap at your ass so hard he leaves his mark. telling you, “quiet” when you cry out and pull at the ropes he tied snug against the small of your wrists.

after though, he pulls you into his ribs, holding the hand inside you, and whispering sweet some things into your ear, “you did so well for me, baby. always do so good. i love you so much, forever, my everything” cupping your face with hands so gentle they feel scared.

all in all, you cater to his desires and he to yours with love.

[actuallysaiyan]

Nanami, is in fact, a panty thief. It started when he first met you at Jujutsu High, but it progressed more as you followed him to University. And it didn't stop, no...it got worse.

He's got an affinity for the dirty ones. He loves the sweet smell of your panties. He brings them up to his nose and with his other hand, he strokes his leaking cock. The thought of you just sitting on his face is what helps fuel the rest of this little fantasy of his. Kento won't stop at just one pair either. He's stolen quite a few, but he always makes sure it's within reason. He doesn't want you getting any ideas.

When he was only 18, he found himself in your dorm room alone while you showered. The thrill of being caught by you was making him even harder. His cock leaked all over the pretty lace of your soiled panties, while another one sat on his face. He kept thinking how you'd come out of the shower and find him in the most vulnerable and lewd position.

It never happened...not until you were both older and back to being sorcerers. Even after all this time, Kento still needs to steal your panties. He'd sell his soul for a whiff of your pretty little cunt. He's never ever told you how he feels, but he can live with that because he always will steal your panties.

One night, he waits for you in your apartment as you take a shower. Old habits die hard, and he's fucking his fist as he sniffs your filthy panties. The smell of your cunt is so pungent and sweet, he's drooling as he keeps the frilly little thing on his nose. Oh you could so easily find him this way. He wants you to find him, after all these years of pining. He's grunting and growling as his fist keeps sliding up and down his throbbing cock.

"KENTO!" You shriek as you enter your bedroom. Your heart is racing and you feel a deep need boiling in your belly from the scene unfolding in front of you. He smirks at you from his position on the bed.

You aren't even sure how to respond, but he motions for you to come closer. You have to see where this goes. You climb onto the bed, your mouth watering at the sight of his thick cock. It's bigger than you've ever imagined it to be. He loves the way your eyes have grown dark with lust.

"Sit on my face," he begs. "Please baby. 'Need to taste you so bad."

You're in shock, but your lust for him makes your body move on its own. You drop your towel and you pull the panties away from him and toss them away. Your cunt sits right where he needs it, and without another thought, he begins lapping at you like this life depends on it.

Finally... He has you right where he needs you. And he has no intention of letting you go.

[daisynik7]

You need Nanami on the sofa, fucking up into you as you straddle his lap, bouncing on his thick cock. You need him on the countertop in the kitchen, bent over the edge on your tippy-toes while his hips slap lewdly against your ass, pumping his shaft in and out of you. You need him in the shower, wet and dewy, soapy fingerprints littered on the tile walls. Then right after the shower, face-down on the bed, wrists slightly bounded by his spotted tie, sucking on your puffy clit from behind. Twist it and reverse it so you're on his face, riding his mouth until he comes. He hums into your skin, shooting his hot load onto his stomach, fucking his fist from the sheer taste of you on his tongue.

Yeah, that's exactly what you need.

[n-agiz]

KINKTOBER '23ㅤDAY 12 [ NANAMI KENTO X AGE GAP ] cws age gap + corruption kink (sort of) + (mentions of) oral (f & m) + creampie ! MDNI

getting with someone younger than him was something nanami hadn't expected, but also couldn’t complain about.

there was something about you, a sort of innocence that came with being at a certain stage of your life where you were you still figuring everything out that made you almost endearing, the way you looked at him, how you allowed him to take care of you, making kento almost go mad. he loved how you trusted him, letting him lay you down on his bed and undress you, allowing him to decide the pace, how fast or how slow he wanted to go, even if deep down you were the one calling all the shots, your body language, how you reacted to his touch, being what made him decide what to do.

he would kiss down your body slowly, taking your pieces of clothing one by one until you were completely bare for him, that being when he would kneel down between your legs, licking up your pussy and tasting you, always letting out satisfied hums in the middle of it, getting up again when you had cum on his tongue and your slick was dripping down his chin. only then, when he was sure you were ready, would he fuck you — and you just loved how sure of himself he was, how kento clearly knew what he was doing, and how effortlessly it all seemed to be to him, how he could make you reach an orgasm at almost the snap of his fingers. every thrust, every kiss, every single touch was calculated to make you moan the loudest, scream his name the loudest. it fed into his ego, but you didn’t care, because even with that he still made you feel better than any guy your age ever had, and that was more than enough to keep you hooked, to keep you wanting more of him, never quite satisfied, and you knew the feeling was completely mutual, taking note of how he looked at you, how when he came down your throat after fucking your mouth or how when he filled you up with his seed after fucking you dumb he would look at you with a sort of adoration in his eyes that was impossible to fake, how they would glisten with love and desire before he was leaning down to kiss you one more time.

N-AGIZ '23ㅤ REBLOGS ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED !