#nananmi kento

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Late night tv but with the whole gang 📺🌃

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[love-me-satoru]

Please.. My love.

Pairing:Husband! Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader

word count: ~1k words

Warnings:Smut ;) , P in V, Oral (fem receiving), teasing, unprotected sex, Breeding?

Summary: You want sleep, but he wants you.

a/n: I’m on a fuckin roll rn. Short and sweet. A little of my favourite business man. Thanks for the support guys 💛

It really just starts with you and your husband trying to go to sleep. Well.. You’re trying to go to sleep but he’s just grinding his hard cock into your ass for the last 10 mintues.

“Please my love..” his voice soft begging to be let in.

“Not tonight ken please I'm tired.”

One of his hands rubs your hip as the other one runs through your hair. His cock still caressing your ass. A soft whimper fell from your lips, causing him to let out a dark chuckle.

“Ken.. please..” whines leaving your mouth.

His hand slipped down your pj shorts, fingers inching closer and closer to your aching core. His fingertip hit your clit. Already pulsing with need, a gasp left your pretty lips.

“Please Kennie.. Don’t tease me..”

He’s slowly sitting up trailing soft kisses down the side of your face. His hand still firm on your clit. You’re now laying on your back. his hand slipped out. Which causes you to whine. When his hands grab the waistband of your shorts. You were quick to lift your hips up. He’s just as quick to pull your shorts and panties completely off. Your legs are wide open. Your cunt soaking as your eyes met his.

“I didn’t even do anything yet sweetheart” Slight smirk on his face.

“Please fuck me Kennie..”

“Not yet baby.. I have to taste this pretty cunt.”

He places himself between your legs and wraps his hands wrapping around your thighs. Pulling you closer to him as his mouth quickly wrapped around your clit. Loud moans are spilling from your mouth. Your hand ran to his hair running your fingers through.

“Fuck Ken please.”

Moans still falling as his tongue finally runs through your folds. You're already feeling so close, he feels you trying to shut your legs but his hands keep you wide open for him.

He pulls away for a second. “Close already my love?” His eyes locked in your pretty face, your eyes closed tight. You pulled his hair forcing his face back against your cunt with no resistance from him His tongue gets back to work. 

“Fuck Ken! Please..” Moans slipping after every word. His lips wrapped around your twitching clit sucking hard.

“I’m gonna cum Kennie!” Your hands gripped the bedsheets tight.

“Cum all over my face love” Going back to your clit, his hand lets go of your thigh sliding two fingers deep inside your cunt pumping hard against your walls.

You quickly came soon after his go-ahead, your cunt tighten around his fingers as you're moaning his name like a mantra. Helping you through your high. Your legs relaxed as he stood up to remove his pajama pants. Your eyes wandered to him. Watching him remove his clothes and seeing his hard cock finally out to play. Kento always had a pretty cock. It’s heavily leaking pre-cum, he grabs one of your ankles pulling you towards the edge of the bed his cock hovering above your cunt. tightening around nothing, whines come out of your pretty little mouth.

“Please fuck me Ken..”

“Anything for you princess.”

He grabs his cock and slowly eases himself into your tight hole. Moans falling from both of you.

“Fuck..” He moans out.

You grab hold of his t-shirt tugging it towards you. Soft smirk forming on his face again. “A little needy huh baby?” As pout forms on your face. “I just want a kiss kennie..”

“Mhm..”

He leans in towards you pressing his lips against yours. You’re tugging at his shirt deepening the kiss. You felt a smirk form on his face. He pulls away slowly, your silently begging for more and he took the hint quick.

“Just lay back sweetheart. And take everything I give you.”

You just nod your head. He swiftly pushed his cock inside you. With ever push of his hips a moan left your swollen lips. His hands ran over the small tummy bulge he’s giving you. Slowly pushing down as he proceeded to ram your poor cunt.

“Oh God! Ken fuck!” Your hands tightly gripped the sheets your eyes shut close.

“Look at me while I fuck you sweetheart.” He says sternly.

Your eyes shot open immediately meeting his, an evil smirk on his face. His hips never stopped slamming into your cervix as you tighten hard around him.

“Wanna cum.. Ken please..” you stutter out.

His hands gripped your hips tight knowing if he held on any tighter there would be bruises left behind.

“Come for me my love.” He grunts out, his hips meeting your ass hard. His cock is stretching you out so much right now. Tears are slowly streaming down your face. Your cunt contracts around his cock. He’s moaning just as much as you just as loud. When you finally fell over the edge your cunt convulsing against him.

“Oh fuck!” you screamed out. 

His cock is still bullying your cunt deep and hard trying to reach his own high, as he helps you through yours.

“Too much Kennie!”

“Almost Sweetheart. I’m so close.” He grunts out.

His cock trembled inside you. As he forced his cock deep inside you releasing his seed into you. He slowly pushes his hips into you riding out the rest of his high. As you try to push him away due to the overstimulation.

“You can’t run from me sweetheart” 

Kento slowly pulls his cock out of you watching your cunt squeeze around air and watching his cum leak out of your pretty cunt.

“What a beautiful sight..”

“Stop staring Kennie.. It’s embarrassing..” Your face burning red, looking away from him.

“Nothing is embarrassing to me my love.”

He slowly leans in towards you. Pressing his lips against yours.

“I love you Kennie..” Your eyes now heavy with sleep.

“I love you too sweetheart.”

Dividers creds: @xurengu0 // banner pic from pintrest :)

[d3n1r]

fwb: nanami kento (18+)

nanami kento doesn't know how to be just "friend's with benefits".

tags: (fem aligned user) (uses y/n) (jealousy) (not proofread also sorry this is my first real smut ive posted on tumblr) (uses the L word (gasp!))

(art for header found on pinterest)

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fwb!nanami didn't know how to approach you, his friend and colleague, about being friend's with benefits. he wasn' the kind of man to just have sex with someone. he didn't fuck- he made love. it wasn't until gojo dug his nose in, asking you if you'd ever want a fwb within earshot of nanami- you saying you wouldn't be opposed- that made him even think to ask.

fwb!nanami who brought a bouquet of roses to your apartment the first time he came over to "netflix and chill," stumbling over his words and acting like an utter fool in front of you. it was cute, and you eased him into the situation as naturally and slowly as your body would allow. his arm was awkwardly placed on your shoulder as you nuzzled up against him on the couch, and he seemed all too focused on the movie that was playing.

"kento, do you just wanna watch the movie and try again another day?" your soft voice cooed, and it made him fall apart, the sweat on the back of his neck rolling down his back. oh god, you were so pretty. he knew he wasn't doing anything right, and yet you still looked up at him so affectionately. this isn't what friends with benefits act like, was it?

"n-no, i'm just.. i've never done anything like this before." he swallowed whatever moisture had stayed in his dry mouth, forcing himself to meet your eyes, only to meet an understanding gaze that tore down all of his walls.

"it's okay, we can go slow."

fwb!nanami who's so gentle with you during your first time together. even though you wanted your brains fucked out, his gentle touch and praise that spilled from his lips as you sunk onto his length was equally satisfying.

"you're so warm n tight, y/n.. i can't, 's too much. you feel so good," nanami groaned, his hands kneading your hips as your lips kissed along his neck, licking soothing stripes along his sensitive skin to ease him through it.

he wasn't a virgin, but still.. this. this was new. fucking someone just to fuck them. to fuck you, his gorgeous friend who had always behaved so normally towards him. would things stay normal between you two? he was already overthinking. how did friends with benefits just stay friends when all he could think about was how pretty your face twisted in pleasure, how soft your skin felt-

"kento," the sound of your sighed moan snapped him into reality, and he whimpered in his low, gentle voice, his head falling back against the couch as you rolled your hips against him. that's right- all he needed to think about right now was how good you felt milking his cock, not how your friendship was gonna turn out tomorrow.

"oh, fuck, y/n."

fwb!nanami who didn't wanna leave you that night when you fell asleep in his arms, your head resting on his chest. carefully, he carried you to bed, tucking you in while stroking his fingers through your hair.

"stay," your sleepy, mumbly voice shot an arrow through his chest just as he was trying to quietly leave your bedroom.

yes, of course he'd stay. you'd taken such good care of him, making sure he was comfortable while taking every last drop of cum he had to offer. he didn't realize how pent up he was until he unloaded into you the first time. but once your lips wrapped around him maybe an hour later, he grew more needy, thrusting his dick down your throat as he gently massaged the nape of your neck.

hesitantly he snuggled into bed with you, your sleeping form molding perfectly against his, your face subconsciously nuzzling into his chest and wrapping your arms around his waist to pull him close. were friends with benefits supposed to be this intmate? should his heart be racing like this?

but as the events of the day weighed heavier on him, he couldn't bear it, trying to find a way to fall asleep. with your steady breaths and warmth as you cuddled him it wasn't hard to get drowsy, but his thoughts consumed him. maybe this was a mistake- him and his bleeding heart.

fwb!nanami who made you breakfast the next morning. and everytime after that. he always brought you an offering like roses or flowers when he'd come over, and treat you like a queen each morning, kissing along your body to wake you up, tasting you before you'd get a taste of his cooking.

it was cathartic for him. no strings attached, just pleasure. it took him a while to understand the point in it, perhaps less stress?

though his heart still raced everytime you sat with him at work or hung out with him- not calling it a date.

"ken, you shouldn't have. we're just grabbing coffee," you whined with your face flushed red. again, this princely man bought your coffee for you and pulled out your chair as you sat at the cafe.

"i wanted to," he would say everytime, shaking his head. and he said the same when he insisted on walking you home from work, fucking you when you got home from work, massaging your muscles from the stress of work, oh lord this man was head over heels-

fwb!nanami who didn't realize he had fallen in love with you until someone at the grocery store asked for your number.

how could someone walk up to you, standing so pretty next to the shopping cart both you and him were putting groceries in, and ask if you were single? as if nanami wasn't standing right there, pushing your shopping cart, guiding you out of the traffic of other shoppers with his hand on the small of your back?

"oh, thank you, but i'm not interested in dating right now." was your response, making nanami's neck tighten. what does that mean? what were you two doing there?

you weren't dating, no. the point is that you were friends with benefits. no strings attached. just fucking, just pleasing each other. this grocery trip was as friends, the breakfasts together were as friends, the sex was as friends-

"ken," again, your voice was like the smooth, untouchable hand pulling him out of a bush full of thorns and pulling him into your softness. "did we get garlic already?"

"mhm," was the only sound to escape his throat. to hell if you were dating or not- he needed you, perhaps even more than you needed him. or at least more than you realized you needed him.

fwb!nanami who pounded you hard into the mattress that night. he was a gentle lover for the most part, always checking in on you, whispering your praises, moaning into your ear as he finished in you.

not tonight. he needed to let out that pent out rage, towards the person who asked you out of course- not you.

"who's this pretty pussy belong to, hmm?" he chuckled as he gripped your hair tighter, pressing your face down into your pillow harder. His free hand was holding your hips with a bruising grip, keeping your ass up as he fucked you into another orgasm.

"k-ken, aagh," you mewled, your hands balling into fists as you held the sheets tighter. "'m yours kento, f-fuck.."

he smiled- it was dizzying, your voice being so broken and yet so his. "that's it beautiful. all mine."

by the time he was satisfied he was dripping sweat, his chest against your back as his breath came out in ragged pants.

of course, ever the gentleman, he slowly slid his cock out from you, watching with possessiveness and satisfaction as his cum dribbled down your folds, and then your bruised thighs. a part of him felt bad for being so rough, but then watching your legs tremble and your pussy pulse around nothing made him feel much less guilty.

"lemme take care of you, pretty," he murmured, helping you stand before carrying you to the bathroom. he was so sweet, sitting down on the bench in the shower, having you on his lap facing him as he washed the sweat and mess off your body with his large yet gentle hands.

you were drowsy from the mix of getting fucked stupid and the heat of the shower, and nanami's soapy hands kneading at your flesh was only making you feel more at ease. you nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck, arms weakly wrapping around him.

"love you, ken," you murmured into his neck, eyes fluttering to try and stay open.

nanami froze, feeling an intense rush of heat rise to his face from ear to ear. he was sure that he would be the one to say it first. with how he worshipped you, he was positive that the words would leave his tongue first.

but alas there you were, softly kissing his collarbone as you fought to stay awake. his heart swelled, more than his cock as it twitched. god, he could fuck you again just for saying that. but more than that he wanted so desperately to kiss you.

"i love you too, y/n," he hummed, tilting your head up to meet your content smile, pressing his lips to yours, lovingly, as if he had never kissed you before.

[aurelia1uvscats]

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐬 (𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭. 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨,𝐭𝐨𝐣𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢) ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

warnings: suggestive, mild sexual themes, minors do NOT interact

[notes]: fem reader just trying out/buying a compression shirt and seeing how they react to it :p

[kentoxo]

friction | reader (f) x crush!nanami pt. 8

pairing: reader (f) x crush!nanami

synopsis: [AU] you have always had a crush on nanami. since the day you were hired as his personal assistant, you've been right at his side combating numbers and making money within the finance department for the company you two worked for. but, things take a turn when nanami catches wind of your feelings, and rejects you. little did he know the weight of his mistake.

warnings: angst, heartbreak, sexual tension, jealousy (future smut)

a/n: AHHH im so sorry i was gone for so long! work and school and i got sick again. my luck lately has been quite poor, but here's the next part!! i dont think its quite well written but i hope you all think its good! thank u again for ur support, kindness, and patience :) (sorry i say thank you so much, cant help myself!)

all parts: pt.1, pt.2, pt.3, pt.4, pt.5, pt.6, pt.7,

December | Tokyo, Japan | Wednesday

You should have worn more lotion. 

The unkind cold and threatening winds made your trek to work excruciatingly more difficult. Surely you made it, but had to get blind by the flurries of snow in the process. You take your time in the lobby, stomping aggressively down at the weather mats to remove all the snow and ice from your boots. You shake yourself like a wet dog to get the snow off your coat, too. The lobby men chuckle at you, and you couldn’t help but smile. 

It’s been rough to do so, after all. Considering you got rejected twice by the same man, you needed all the serotonin you could get. You spent hours crying, which only halted when you finally passed out. The heartbreak exhausted you, given how dark your eyes were, and how hollow your chest has felt since then. The worst part about all of it is that despite everything, you still had Nanami’s coffee in mind. 

It floated in your mind to go to the cafe and get him a cup. But you have to remember that he has other assistants who know his coffee order now. You were now one of few who knew it. 

To have your relationship seen as just boss/assistant by the other participant felt like punishment. A large sigh left your lips when you exited the elevator on your floor. Shivers tickled your body as you begrudgingly walked over to your desk. It was warm in the office, enough for you to take solace in. 

You begin to turn on your computer and prepare your desk, before being interrupted by two hands slamming down your desk. You look up to find a panting (and exhausted) Haibara. “Yu?” You whisper worriedly. “Is everything okay?”

“He lost the flashdrive,” Haibara lets out. “The presentation… it’s missing.” 

Your eyes widen, “Nanami? But… how?” Of all people, Nanami was never one to lack in anything, especially in organization. He was always sharp and aware of where all his things were. You never had to concern yourself with assignments getting lost because Nanami is too diligent.

“We– we um, drank last night…?” Haibara reluctantly confesses. “We both got home quite late… he might not have his whole head on.”

Without another word, you swiftly leave your desk and rush over to Nanami’s office, with Haibara following closely behind. On your way towards his office, you see all of Takada’s assistants outside of his office, their expressions full of concern. You make your way through them and knock on his door gently. 

“What?” Nanami’s annoyed tone rang through the door. 

“It’s Y/N,” you reply, ignoring his attitude. 

Quick shifting was sound behind the door before the doorknob began to turn. The door opens to reveal a disheveled Nanami. Despite his usually refined features, his unkempt hair and unbutton shirt was quite distracting. The shadows line his collarbone and the darkness under his eyes add to the intensity in his struggling, hazel eyes. He leaned against the door frame, his eyes slightly lighting up from your presence. There was some sort of relief in his eyes, but it was still drowned out by anxiety. 

“Please, please tell me you have a copy?” Nanami practically begs.  

You feel a lump in your throat from seeing his desperation. Not even you can be dismissive to his plea. “I–I was instructed not to keep an extra copy. It’s confidential, so I didn’t…” 

Nanami let out a quiet ‘fuck,’ retreating slowly back towards his desk. “Don’t worry, I’m not upset with you. I’m upset with myself because you’re right and I’m simply irresponsible…” He leans back against his desk, defeatedly holding himself up with his hands firmly down on the desk behind him. He looks distantly to the floor, a sight you never thought you’d ever see. 

The confident, sharp Nanami was now at his wits’ end. 

“Do you remember when you last had it?” You ask quietly. 

“I had it in my coat pocket on my way here,” he recalls quietly, “I still had it when I got off the train, so it must be outside around the area.” 

“But with all that snow…” Haibara begins, the defeat clearly on his tongue. 

You let out a sigh, emitting a calm apology before dismissing yourself. Once you were out of sight, you ran towards the elevator, practically beating the button until it arrived to you. You impatiently wait as you descend, your body already feeling the cold from outside. Even maintenance couldn’t believe their eyes as they watched you run out from the lobby, and into the harsh weather. 

It was a bit embarrassing for you. You were always there to fix Nanami’s scarce mistakes, or prevent them. Even after he broke your heart twice, here you are, outside in the freezing cold, without any garments to protect you from it. You could feel your body beginning to go numb from the seconds you were outside. 

Your exposed legs were inches deep in the snow, your frigid hands sifting desperately through the snow. Why? You asked yourself. Why, why, why? You were freezing, the weather was harsh, and this flash drive is as small as a roach. Why were you doing all of this? 

As you shoveled through the snow, you were finally able to feel how you were feeling after facing Nanami again. You were able to keep yourself from crying, but you wanted to cry profusely. Your boss, your crush, was stressed out over a mistake he made, and it didn’t even make you feel better. Unfortunately, your feelings were too weaved into his, and you felt the stress he is feeling. 

It bothered you to see him stressed. So much so, your body moved on its own and now it was in the cold, looking for the solution to Nanami’s problem. You didn’t even stay idle for a moment while in his office. Perhaps, the reason why you were helping him was because since you met Nanami, he has always been someone to work for his team. 

But you know for sure part of it was that you never want to see him like that again.

Taking on projects on his own to keep his other colleagues working in low piles. Working with clients he personally isn’t a fan of to make sure the company grows. Providing breakfast and lunch when important meetings arise to make sure everyone at least eats well before torturous work. He was strict, but never a mean person. And to that end might explain why you still felt the way you did. 

However, 

Your respect for him goes above your feelings. A hard piece of plastic was barely felt between your fingers, but they were able to hold onto it firmly. The small flash drive, covered in a bit of snow, still glowed green when you pushed up to reveal the USB. You promptly make your way back in, the warmth barely penetrating the cold you developed while being outside. 

I’m gonna get sick, you thought to yourself. As you passed through the lobby, you noticed Nanami’s clients getting checked in at the lobby. You hurry to the elevator, pushing aggressively at the close button so they didn’t have a chance to get there at the same time you did. You move your legs in place, attempting to regain some warmth. While you ascended, you purposely pushed the buttons of the floors you passed to delay their arrival. Finally reaching your level, you rush out to go to the other free elevator. As you did, you were met with a concerned Haibara. 

“H-hey!” Haibara calls to you, but you ignore him and shove the flash drive into his hand. But as you did, he noticed that you were frozen and kept his hands around yours. “You… found it? Did you go outside? Without a coat? Y/N, you’re freezing!” 

Oh, how you wished you fell for Haibara instead. You pull away your hand, quickly entering the other elevator and slamming your hands on the buttons. You look up at Haibara, your bottom lip blue and quivering. “Take it to Nanami,” you say roughly, your voice hoarse from the little warmth in your body. “Your clients. They’re downstairs. Hurry up.”

Haibara holds onto your arms, noticing that you could barely keep yourself up, “yeah, fuck the clients. You look like you’re going to pass out.”

“Please,” you look up at him desperately, tears welling in your eyes. It was already enough that you felt stupid for even looking for the flashdrive in this state. But even Haibara couldn’t push away the hurt and stress in your own eyes. “I’ll be fine… please help Nanami finish this.” 

“Let me at least walk you to your desk–” 

“I got her!” You both look over to see Tae run over, his apron dancing left and right from not being properly tied in the back. He quickly takes hold of you, looking up at Haibara to give him a curt nod in replacement of a proper bow. “Resume your work, Haibara-sama. I can tend to her.” 

Tae held you close enough that you could feel his warmth. It was intoxicating almost, the solace of his heat and the scent of pine needles emanating from his body. The fresh scent of linen coming from his black sweatshirt made you feel a little nostalgic but uneasy. You could still feel the cold taking you over, your entire body shivering. His hands firmly held you without squeezing you tightly. 

Haibara looks down skeptically, but you wave at him. “Please go,” you croak, coughs finally leaving your throat. “I’ll be fine.” You could see that you didn’t quite persuade him, but for the sake of Nanami, he nodded. 

He eyes Tae, a rare serious aura surrounding him, “get her to a doctor if she needs it. I’ll be back as soon as the presentation ends. Please make her something hot, like hot cocoa or soup.” Tae nods, allowing Haibara to run back towards Nanami, who was probably drowning in his own anxiety. 

“‘m sorry to inconvenience you like this, Tae,” you whisper, your body still shaking and twitching from the cold. “But thank you for that.” 

“No worries, please don’t exert yourself,” Tae softly warns. He tightens his hold on you before slowly walking you over to the cafe. Though you didn’t have enough trust to close your eyes, you did have enough to hold his sweater, confident that he won’t let you fall. “Let me help you. After all, you helped me first. Come, the cafe is just around the corner.” 

The relief on Nanami’s face was truly meant to be displayed in a museum. 

He held onto the flashdrive tightly, mentally scolding himself from ever dropping it in the first place. He forces it into the projector, and everything was set up for the clients to come in moments. He noticed that the flash drive was not only still cold, but slightly wet. “Was it outside in the snow?” 

Haibara nods as he fixes up the conference table a bit. It was ornate with drinks, snacks, and notetaking items for their clients to use and enjoy. “The snow is really growing by the inch out there. This winter is brutal.” 

“It truly is unkind out there,” Nanami sighs, his eyes looking through the window. “I hope you grabbed your coat before going out there.” 

Haibara shakes his head, “it wasn’t me who found the flashdrive; it was Y/N. I caught her at the elevator, and she was the one who handed it to me.” 

Nanami slightly perks up at your name, “did she really?” 

“She left straight from your office to go find it,” Haibara says quietly, “but she didn’t even bring a sweater. She was completely frozen when I saw her.” 

This left a pit in Nanami’s stomach. “Why did she not bring a coat? She’s more rational than that.” 

Haibara lets out a sigh, “who’s to say, Kento. Y/N works very hard to do right by you and this company. I think she’d do whatever it takes in order to make sure you and this department shines.” 

“Disregarding her health is not why she’s here,” Nanami huffs strictly. “Where is she?” 

“I left her with the barista you hired,” Haibara informs, “my guess is he took her to the cafe to warm her up.” 

Nanami’s eyes cut over to Haibara, burning through his soul. Despite this, Haibara still didn’t see his eyes. “You left her with a stranger?” 

“A stranger you hired,” Haibara clarifies. “Anyways, Y/N insisted I come help you. I’d probably make her feel worse if I didn’t.” 

There was a rare annoyance that Nanami never felt. You were always conscious of yourself, and others. Nanami always noticed when you would help someone with a large pile of papers, or when you applied bandages to blisters due to your heels. But more times than not, you never shied away from a challenge, and never hesitated to help someone whether they asked or not. 

But now you were far from him, and he couldn’t do anything to help you. He had this stupid presentation to do, rather than be by your side and tend to you. After all, you truly were the reason behind his success. The reason for his reduced stress, and a direct asset to his department. You did so much for him, only to be given a shred of that effort. He was feeling guilty, not only for being unaware of his feelings towards you, but the immense disregard he had for your own feelings and effort in this company. 

You were his dear assistant, and he was breaking you. 

“I’ll be back,” Nanami hums, rushing out of the conference room. Haibara looks back and follows right behind him, surprised by his sudden dash. 

Nanami, the meeting!” Haibara calls out to him, “you can’t do this right now!” 

His response was silence as he reached the corner towards the cafe. As he appears in the opening, his hazel eyes relentlessly looked for you. But when he stumbled upon you, his concern and annoyance skyrocketed. 

You were lying on one of the couches at the cafe, surrounded by a few of the baristas there. They all comforted you, as you lay under a few blankets. But Nanami noticed that below all of that, you were covered by a large, black crewneck. On your head, a beanie as well. And sat on a stool right in front of you with a hot coffee cup was Tae, the barista he hired. Nanami noticed the warmth in his eyes when he looked down at you, with a free hand out to you. Your boss felt a lump in his throat when he saw you take his hand, helping you sit up to take the cup from him. Tae kept his hand on the bottom of the cup while you sipped it cautiously. 

His chest felt like someone was pushing it down, his breath was limited. His heart, at the same time, was punching against it as well, almost as if it was going through a two-front war. He looks down at his hands, adjusting the sleeves at both of his wrists. He needed to reach you– sooner rather than later. And now looked like the perfect opportunity. 

But before he could take another step, the elevator behind him opened, and the entourage of clients he was expecting stood before him, all smiles. Haibara catches up and pats Nanami’s back, forcing him to turn around as they both curtly bow in greeting. A vein protruded Nanami’s temple, and Haibara looked back to see what he was looking at. 

What he saw made him crack a small smile, his energy returning to him as he led the clients and an annoyed Nanami towards the conference room. 

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[wolfiihoney]

Rainy day breakfast with Nanami ✧.*

Hellooooo guys! I’m back with some rainy day love with nanami :)

All credit goes to the beautiful artist of this art @aozora1227 on Twitter! ♥︎

Warnings:none just fluff

Wd:894

Pairing:husbandnanami x wifereader

The blankets were soft, warm, and smelled so good. The room was grey and dark, even though you knew it was time for breakfast—breakfast you smelled. You turned over, hoping to see the love of your life’s adorable morning face but was met with his pillow—the one that smelled exactly like him and his hair. You grabbed the pillow and put it to your face, inhaling the scent of Nanami, and wow, did he smell good. You began missing him and wondering why in the world he was out of bed on a beautiful rainy weekend. You jumped out of bed, shivering on the cold floor. Your kitty must’ve dragged the bedside carpet somewhere yet again.

Going into one of Nanami's dressers, you pulled out a big hoodie—the one Yuji gifted Nanami for no reason in particular, a “just because” gift, as he said. It was adorable how many people admired your husband.

Walking into the kitchen, you saw Nanami in all of his beautiful glory, sitting at the kitchen island, sipping something from a mug with a plate full of food that looked freshly made.

“Why’d you leave me?” you said, catching his attention. His face lit up, as it always does when he sees his angel. “Good morning, darling. Well, good afternoon,” he said with a chuckle. He was always amazed at how late you could sleep. “Haha,” you said, “I was cold and alone. Do you not feel the slightest guilt about leaving your beloved wife in the bed ALONE?” Nanami chuckled again; your dramatics were always so entertaining. He loved you, and you being so different from him played a big part. “As a sincere apology, I’ve made you breakfast—a special Saturday morning breakfast,” he said gently, grabbing your hand and leading you into the kitchen. He began lifting lids off of numerous pots and pans, showing you all the breakfast that he knew you loved. He paid attention to every little detail when it came to your food; he knew how you liked your eggs, and he knew you preferred waffles over pancakes. He also knew you needed your coffee tongue-burning hot first thing in the morning. It sometimes made you feel bad, as you weren’t the absolute best at remembering every little thing about him as he was with you, but you always tried. “Did you get up just to make this breakfast, baby?”

“Well, of course, love. My body automatically wakes up at a certain time, so I thought after you’ve finished your rest, you would need something else to help wake you up. Go sit down, please,” he asked, kissing your lips and grabbing your plate from your hands.

You chuckled softly, feeling the warmth of his affection seep into your heart. "You're too good to me," you murmured as you settled into your chair. He smiled bashfully, setting the plate down in front of you with deliberation. Every item had been selected with care and arranged artfully on the plate, each flavor a reminder of his thoughtful nature. Your eyes danced across the colorful display, and you savored the bouquet of aromas that wafted around you. "How did I get so lucky?" You thought, glancing up to meet his eyes. He simply shrugged, a modest grin playing on his lips. "You make it easy," he replied, reaching for the coffee pot to pour you a steaming mug. You lifted the mug to your lips, savoring the rich scent of freshly brewed coffee mingling with the morning air. As you took a sip, the warmth spread through you, melting away any lingering drowsiness. When you looked up at Nanami from your delicious breakfast, you noticed Nanami's cheeks burning a bright red. What was he thinking that made him blush like that, you wondered?

Putting your mug down, you leaned forward with a teasing smile. "What's got you so flustered this morning?" "You asked playfully. He looked up with a little embarrassed smile and chuckled a little. 'It was just something silly Gojo mentioned to me yesterday.' Curiosity piqued, you arched an eyebrow and smirked. 'Oh, do tell,' you urged, enjoying the rare opportunity to see him so discomposed. Nanami hesitated for a moment, his cheeks still rosy as he formulated his response. 'Well… cooking breakfast and plating your food reminded me of how he mentioned something about how I’d be a good house husband,' he said, bursting out laughing at the thought. You joined in, the laughter bubbling up unexpectedly, filling the room with a mirthful energy. Nanami was usually so serious, so seeing him crack up at one of the million things Gojo had to say was so adorable. 'I think Gojo's got a point,' you teased, wiping a tear from your eye as the laughter subsided. 'I wouldn’t mind, but I also love providing for you.' He smiled, a warmth in his eyes that made your heart flutter. Your breakfast now forgotten, you make your way to his side of the table, sitting in his lap and wrapping your arms around his neck. "I love the sound of that too,” you said, kissing all over his face softly as he laughed, pulling you closer. His arms encircled you securely, and for a moment, the world outside seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of you in this bubble.

*ೃ༄ Tysm for reading!Reblogs are definitely appreciated. *ೃ༄

[slvttyplum]

listen. when i say a man is a SLUT, i don’t mean the actual ORGIN DEFINITION. duh nanami isn’t a fucking slut, stop taking things literal with things i write.

a lot of things irritate me but don’t do think pieces under my writing about shit like this. this isn’t the first time i’ve called a jjk man a slut, i don’t mean literally.

like ughhhhh. don’t do this, i’m already going fucking insane with posting and keeping my page, idc if this seems petty but cant you see how this can be annoying?

AND YES IM ANNOYED😒.

like FUCK. matter of fact, everybody a slut. yes YOU too.

also p.s. being a slut for your partner is a thing. its literally 2024 the term “slut” can be used in different ways.

ALSO EDIT: this person literally is trying to say gojo is a slut canonically, oh brother. please, don’t do think pieces when you obviously don’t know what you’re talking about.

[dreamy-diva]

Pov: when your arranged marriage husband finds you reading smut manga....

Tags: fem!reader, Nanami x reader, arranged marriage, makes you cum again after again, unprotected, smut

Your parents forced you to marry a normal salaryman guy named Nanami Kento, you didn't even bother to say otherwise because you knew your parents didn't give a fuck about your opinions. You thought him to be just an average looking guy but when you actually saw him, your jaw dropped.

He got that jawline face, muscled body, just perfect. It's been some days since you married him but being shy and introverted, you can't even look him in his eyes when he is talking. He often catches you staring at him down there and you just look away so smoothly. You have such an innocent face that no one can imagine what goes in your pretty head. You are reading a smut manga named 'My husband keeps me awake whole night' with the description on the poster 'big dick deep inside me', the male lead exactly looks like Nanami and yes that's why you are reading this manga.

You got in the shower, placing your phone on the table. Just then Nanami got back home from his work and sat down on the sofa, the notification bell beeped, screen lightened your phone saying 'my husband keeps me awake whole night is updated'. He saw the manga poster and description, his mouth parted, eyes darted.

You came from the shower and saw Nanami standing arms crossed against his chest, holding your phone. Why the hell is he has my phone, you thought. You were just about to say when he cornered you to the wall, not giving you space.

"I didn't know that you read these kinds of stuff, wifey", showing you the manga cover, "big dick deep inside me, wait isn't he looking like me", his eyebrow furrowed questioning you.

You thought of many excuses but no you should say the truth, he is your husband after all. "Yes I ..read these , and so what huh if he looks like you", you said nervously, not looking at him. "Is that so, how many fantasies you got there in your head,let me listen, I can fulfill them",he whispered in your ears, your heartbeat increasing, eyes dilating.

"Do you wanna see if it's not just my face that resembles him?", he smirked looking down at you. This literally made your knees weak, you nodded to his question. "I knew it, it's always the innocent faced..", he carried you in bridal style, placed you on the bed.

He kissed you so gently, gesturing you to open your mouth, his tongue inside you, basically devouring the hell out of you. He opened your shirt, unhooked your bra, his eyes darting from your face to your bosom, his tongue out licking your nipples, one of his hands on your other bosom, massaging them.

"They feel so good in my mouth", cupping them in his large hands, making you squirm, eyes closed out of embarassment. "Open your eyes, I want you to see me", his fingers making lazy circles on your lower stomach, making you moan out of pleasure.

"I think I'm gonna....", you covered your face,and fuck he didn't even touch you there and yet you are this sensitive. Your body trembles and you came. "You are so sensitive, sweetheart, he removes your panty, slides a finger inside your pussy, in out , up down , then two fingers thrusting inside you, making you drive crazy.

"I have already cum..hngh.. Kento", listening his name with your mouth, made him smile. "You don't want this, so you want me to stop", his fingers still inside you.

"No, ..hngh..I want ..I want you inside me", your face flushed, eyes watered, mouth parted.

"Undress me", he pulled out his fingers. Then came the realisation that he is fully clothed and you are just lying under him naked and also came.

You untied his tie, unbuttoned his shirt, unbuckled his belt, removed his pant, now comes the boxer , which you can see his hard cock itching to be free. Sliding his boxers down, his cock sprang in front of your eyes, long and thick will it fit inside you, this thought made you gulp. He was looking down at you with a smug face "Do you wanna ride it", he pinned you down.

He slides it tip up and down teasing your throbbing clit. "Please ..Kento...", you arch. "Please what", he bit your neck. "Please fuck me already".

He thrust inside you making you dizzy. His cock is so deep inside you already.

His face focused, thrusting in and out. Hitting the spot, making you squirm, moan, scream his name.

"Yes, Good girl, yes just like that... hngh... scream my fucking name, you wanted it just like this, rough and raw". You climaxed , panting, your body trembling, locking your eyes with him.

"Don't think it finished, get on your fours, now".

[sw3etnena]

the way Nanami always knows what you need. When you come home from work, angry because you had a fight with your boss, and then Nanami lets you ride him to calm down.

He likes to dominate, but for you, he is easily dominated, he lets you play with his body, jumping on his dick and muffled moaning with his face hidden in the crook of your neck.

He always wraps his arms around your waist when he feels like you're close to cumming, trying to slow down his movements so he can last longer, but you just laugh, lifting your head to him, giving him an intense and excited kiss.

— You can cum, baby, we won't stop now anyway. — His sly, dominating voice is enough to send you over the edge, his head falling back as he fills you with his cum, his gently rocking hips helping to prolong his climax. — Good boy.

God, you're so much smaller and more fragile than him, and yet you can hold him in the palm of your hand, because he knows that's what you need. So whether it's him fucking your brains out, or you fucking him until he's begging for a while, too sensitive to continue, he'll allow it, because he just wants to see his pretty girl do well.

[oromanticism]

A Family Day at the Beach

Nanami Kento x fem! Reader

Tags: Pure sweet almost sickly fluff, Domestic, pregnancy, SFW, Alternative Universe, I was watching a bunch of Nara Smith videos and needed an outlet before I ended up getting married and having a real-life baby

w/c: 2,083

Based on this moodboard I made

For reference son is around 5 years old, older daughter is around 3, baby is almost 1 and the fetus is a fetus.

Dividers by @soulari

Nanami walked leisurely across the shore line of Kuantan watching his son and daughter in pure amusement as they poked and prodded at a displeased crab.

He had warned them earlier to leave the animal alone, that its claws would pinch their little fingers however, they insisted that the crab come back to live in their sand castle and that it had simply lost its way home. He couldn’t argue with that.

So for the better part of half an hour he had joined his kids in the slow journey guiding “Mr. Grabs” back home. And finally after a lifetime of traversing the sand dunes, the sand castle was in view.

“Almost there Mr. Grabs” his daughters sweet voice offered words of encouragement gently tapping the crabs hard exterior with a twig in the hope to jolst in further ahead. His son however, has grown restless over this whole ordeal.

“UGHHHH Can this thing be any slower” his son puffed, squeezing at his blonde tendrils in frustration. Nanami let out a breathy laugh recounting that at least all the lessons he had taught them both on patience had an effect on one of the children.

In that moment of positive recollection, he glanced upwards towards the sky soaking in the warmth from the rays above.

Big Mistake.

His knee-length clone identified this slight second of distraction from the adult present which gave him enough time to make his move. Nanami should have expected this, kids are like predators, waiting for a moment of weakness from their prey (their parents) before striking and doing something stupid. Alas just as quickly as his happy memories started to play, it ended with the shrill shriek of his daughter.

“Put him down” she screamed as she watched her brother pick up Mr Grabs and run in the direction of the sand castle. Before Nanami could open his mouth she had taken off after her brother, swinging her plastic toy shovel in the air. Standing there in the cloud of sand dust left by his children Nanami mused the idea of yelling at both of them to stop knowing they would both immediately listen but something tickled in the back of his head reminding him that this would be a great parenting lesson to have up his sleeve so he resigned to watching this small bout of madness play out already knowing how it would end.

His son looked back at his sisters expression taunting her with a toothy grin “I’m just faster than you-“

“Three, two, one…” like magic Nanami counted in his head and as soon as the clock struck midnight his son’s face began to contort. First confusion, then pain, then….

Every beachgoer in the near vicinity, grimaced at the ear splitting scream let out by the little boy as he began to flay his arm attempting to unattach a very pissed off crab from his appendage. Pushing the smug parent grin to the back of his mind Nanami approached the panicked child and removed the crustacean from his body, tossing it to the side and watching as it hurriedly scuttled away.

“Errrrr, Kento!” Your voice slashed through the moment “When I said watch the kids, watching them get bitten by crabs was not what I had in mind!” You grumbled, awkwardly manoeuvring yourself upwards, your round pregnant belly throwing off your centre of gravity causing you to stumble slightly in your ascent. Beside you your youngest child babbled happily in the sand, unaware of the distress her older siblings were in.

Nanami grinned sheepishly “It’s alright dear no one got hurt” he held the blushing boys arm as proof of his claim “Lie back done and get some rest” he cooed sweetly. Although your eyes were hidden behind a pair of sunglasses he could feel the daggers aimed in his direction before you sighed and laid back down in the sun chair, picking back up the mother magazine you were reading.

He knelt down wordlessly and analysed the boy's wound, the finger was pinched pink but otherwise no skin was broken and no damage was caused other than to his ego. Smiling sweetly at his son, his lecture to the sniffling child on patience and respecting animals had begun in the most serious tone he could muster with that heavenly ‘Told you so’ feeling swimming in the back of his mind. His son stared at the ground, he hated being scolded by Nanami despite the fact his father never raised his voice or berated him his tone always carried a serious level of discipline and respect that could make a bird feel bad for singing. Nanami didn't like scolding either but he knew it was important to ensure his children stayed on the right path and represented him and his wife's hard work well. The boy nodded wordlessly once Nanami had reached his concluding message and reached out to hug his father's open arms buring his face into the older man's chest.

This was your fourth child with Nanami yet you were still a bundle of nerves preparing for their arrival. Being so close in age with your youngest (completely unplanned on your part, SOMEONE can’t keep their hands and other body parts to themselves) you worried about dividing your attention equally between the under twos and also how much sleep you would be able to get with breastfeeding two mouths.

You had read countless advice columns and mommy blogs warning about the dangers of having kids too close in age, critiquing mothers with large families on their ability to love and provide attention to all their children equally, and seen countless posts warning about the dangers of just about everything you currently did raising your young family. Doubt began to fill your head and despite having three little ones you felt like a new mother learning to do the correct things all over again.

Nanami did his best to ease your anxiety with foot rubs and affirming words reminding you that you both were a team and that he was ready to take on the sleepless nights again, even suggesting hiring a full time nanny to live in the house during the first few months to make the newborn stage easier. You declined his offer, despite home-care being cheaper in Malaysia it would still eat into a large chuck on his savings that could be allocated better elsewhere. Plus you had just watched a video of kids saying that they liked their nanny more than their moms which only added to your growing anxiety.

Nanami had noticed your behaviour change, especially after you began to second guess whether or not you'd vaccinate the baby and seriously discussed giving birth at home in the tub with no nurse or midwife. He shot down these ideas immediately, insisting that he would not be putting you or his children through that extra stress based on conspiracy theories and fear-mongering. He had started to worry about how all the 'online garbage' was affecting your sanity and mental health during your third trimester and insisted on having a no-technology day at the beach to ease your worries.

After another great parenting lesson was concluded Nanami made his way towards his moody wife. Your grouchiness never bothered him, in fact, it was one of his favourite parts of pregnancy. Seeing you become tender and over-emotional and knowing exactly how to squeeze a smile out of you in those moments was his greatest pleasure and partially why you both had formed a little league football team worth of children in such a short amount of time.

“There are my sweet girls” he approached the cheery baby on the ground first, casually removing the fist full of sand that was making its way to her open mouth and peppering kisses across her chubby cheeks causing her to bubble over in laughter. Music to his ears.

“And my favourite girl” he grinned placing the baby on his hip and crouching beside you on the chair. You glanced away from your magazine and scoffed at the slight on your husband’s over-exaggerated kissy face he was making at you.

“No kisses for me?” He asked playfully cocking his head to the side. You rolled your eyes and placed a single chaste kiss on his lips but before you could pull yourself away, you felt a large hand on the back of your neck , keeping you in place as he deepened the kiss. You mumbled incoherently into his mouth for a second before giving in to the affection placing a soft hand on the side of his face. After what felt like an eternity, this kiss was interrupted by a small disapproving smack from the baby on his side who began claw at both of your faces clearly distressed by this public display of affection.

Giggles enveloped the both of you whilst affectionately watching the baby crawl back to the pile of toys in the sand once placed on the ground.

“Still reading that magazine love? Nanami asked glancing at the the object in question “Honestly, we’ve done this three times already I don’t know what other advice you could possibly need or how much more equipment we could fit in the nursery” he grunted as he stood up from the sand balancing at the edge of your sun-bed.

Rolling your eyes you folded up the magazine placing it out of sight “There’s always some thing new to learn with these things, like the new Montessori school opening nearby and there’s these baby bottles that are shaped like real nipples to help with latching, and a bassinet that rocks the baby for you! It’s called the SNOO it’s about eight thousand Ringgits but we can buy it second hand” Nanami playfully groaned at your rambling shifting his body until he laying between your thighs leaving small kisses where he could reach.

“Are you even listening to me Kento? I said it says here that plastic nappies are actually bad for babies skin and that plastic bottles can cause eczema” He hummed absentmindedly in response resulting in a pout from you and a flick to the forehead.

Brushing off your annoyance he pointed his finger in the direction of your two oldest children who were engrossed in a very intense game of tag “Look over there love”

You winced slightly at the blow your daughter had delivered to her brother back once she caught up with him suppressing your giggle as he face-planted into the floor before getting up and taking after his assailant at full speed.

“And over here” he again pointed to the baby playing “Can I eat that?” in the sand beside them.

“You raised all of these kids just fine without all that nonsense, we’re going to be just fine” he kissed your thighs again caressing small circles into you while his eyes remained half-lidded.

You huffed again staring down at your caring husband allowing yourself to relax at his touch. Maybe he was right, all your babies were happy and healthy and you kept them alive for this long and anonmom2567 couldn't be THAT much better at parenting than you afterall.

"You're probably right Ken" you sighed again closing your eyes and relaxing back into the sunbed, he smiled lazily into your thighs content that his plan had worked and that he could reduce some of his wife’s troubles. The sound of gentle waves and chatter lulled you both into comfortable silence appreciating the wonderful weather, coastal air, and beautiful sky.

Of course as a parent silence meant trouble was afoot.

After a few minutes of this blissful silence you turnt to find your baby was not at her pile of blocks. You immediantly shot up and began to scan the area horrified to see your baby a considerable distance away (how'd she even crawl that fast???) at another families beach set up eating a popsicle from a cooing older lady.

"Aren't you just the most precious little angel" she fawned over your littlest one who was already scanning what they would eat next.

Not only that your oldest son had decided that the most adequet punishment for the slap he had recieved earlier was digging his younger sister neck deep in the sand.

Nanami followed your eyes to the scenes before him and let out a loud laugh, getting up to dig out the now-crying child while you retrieved your baby escape artist.

You were going to be just fine.

A/N: My second public fic omgggg hope you enjoyed. I was binge watching a bunch of Nara Smiths content and decided that I need to write my own young family AU before I messed around and married a mormon

[papernstory]

Happy Halloween 🎃

[love-me-satoru]

When he has his hand between your thighs while your both out with friends. He wants to leave but you don’t just yet. But when you decided to wear your pretty pink skirt with the matching thigh highs he was thinking of all the ways he could ruin you. But you danced out the front door waiting for him in the car. But now it’s been a couple hours since you both left the comfort of your home. But his hand gets closer and closer to your core. Dancing over your clothed core. Your eyes shot to his face but he’s talking to one of your shared friends. His hand slowly slipping your panties to the side to slide his fingers inside of his cunt. A soft yelp left your lips lucky only he heard you. Everyone still engrossed in a conversation you all were having. When he finally got his fingers into you. Your hand went to grab his wrist trying to pull him away when his fingers went deeper into your cunt. Your face went hot. He only chuckles when he whispers “i love that you’re always ready for me baby.” The thought of getting caught is embarrassing but he doesn’t care. He wants you. And wants you now. His fingers slowly start pumping in your went cunt. you really tried to stifle your moans But his fingers always reach places you can’t hit on your own. And you’re about to lose it. “We need to leave now..” you whimpered out to him. He pulls his fingers completely out pretending like he didn’t just finger fuck you under the table. “not yet baby. i don’t think i’m ready to leave yet.” As he smirks

[d3n1r]

the taste of you

kento nanami x fempov reader - MDNI 🔞

(content warning: 18+ NSFW, female pronouns and genitalia, sweat kink? is that a thing? LIGHT SOMNO / waking up to sexual advancements.)

(this is slow just like the time it took me to write it)

Kento had felt so terrible for not installing the AC in your shared bedroom sooner. Work had been so terribly busy for both of you, and by the time the evening came, there was nothing him or you wanted more than to sleep.

Granted, the windows were open and the fan was on, but it hardly mattered at the times you actually woke up. At night, the room was blistering from the heat of the day, and by morning, the sun had started cooking the room already.

But you weren't one to complain, no. Never complaining about any of Kento's promises- because even if it took him a while, he would keep them. Your perfect husband. The fact that he knew you weren't mad made him feel even worse.

Kento awoke before you each day- he was an early riser, while you were a night owl. It was lucky enough that your jobs made room for that in your schedules as well, letting him go to work bright and early and you able to rest for as long as you want before clocking in.

He sat up in the bed, not needing to peel away from you much to begin with because of the heat. It was already something over 70 degrees in there, and in your sleep, you had sprawled out, wearing a tank top that had drifted up along with a pair of panties. Even one of your socks had gone missing in the night- he thought it was adorable. You were adorable.

You had given him permission to wake you up to his dick in you a long time ago. The idea of him needing you so badly he couldn't wait for you to wake up was arousing. And while he had been hesitant at first, he came to understand the appeal when you'd squirm on his tongue sleepily and moan his name half-conscious.

Kento hummed in admiration seeing your nude body splayed before him, soft and practically glistening in the morning light. Subconsciously his hand went to cup your cheek, a warm smile on his lips that matched the heat of the room. His other hand trailed along your abdomen, relishing in the feeling of your plush skin beneath his fingertips.

Then his honey brown eyes widened. Slowly, a small bead of sweat rolled from the peak of your breast to the valley between them, threatening to continue a path down your abdomen to your stomach. It was encapsulating, and he felt himself frozen amidst the heat of the sun, which made you seem to glow to him. You were already so perfect, now covered in a light sheen of sweat.

Your body was so pretty and cute. He couldn't restrain himself from settling his hands gently on your sides, gripping them lightly as he leaned down closer, practically hovering over you. You had a scent that was so utterly you, intoxicating. Here you were in your sleep, your body trying to cool you off in your otherwise peaceful slumber to no avail.

But not to worry. Kento would help his ethereal wife since he had so unfairly forgotten about the AC. His eyes traced along the shimmering peaks of your chest, and before he could think any longer his tongue darted from his mouth, licking gently at the sensitive, but flat bud of your breast as you slept.

He almost moaned- you tasted a bit salty, but still utterly you. He could even taste the sun on your skin as it beamed upon your perfect body under him.

"Fuck, my love," Kento whispered, before wrapping his lips around your nipple, sucking and licking away the heated flavor of your skin, his hand going to circle your other nipple, the soft dampness of your skin allowing the pads of his fingers to trace your skin with ease.

He slowly released your breast from his mouth, admiring how the peak of it hardened in the warm air in contrast to his hot tongue that had just been pressing against it. Kento smiled in satisfaction, leaning to do the same to your other nipple, before his gaze turned.

That damn bead of sweat that had made him so feral in the first place.

It slowly started to roll down your abdomen as you breathed, and before Kento knew what he was doing, his tongue had caught it, licking a stripe up your skin to copy the roll of perspiration's original path.

Fuck, he was so hooked on you. Your sounds, your taste, the feeling of your soft skin- he could hardly think, drunk off of merely worshipping your body. Before he knew it, he was kissing along your body, his hands gently kneading the softness of your waist.

It was only his low moan that he couldn't contain as he pulled down your panties, seeing the sight of your wet core (he knew it was from the heat, it'd be unrealistic to imagine he'd made you wet in your sleep, right?) that made you start to stir, your hand moving to find his head at your pelvis. Your sleepy fingers threaded through his hair, your half asleep mind registering the feeling of Kento in your hand and happy he was there, and that was all.

Kento hummed, knowing he was playing with fire. He could wake you up, and you'd be groggy, but he'd be sure to reward you. You'd have no time to think about how hot it was without the AC if you woke up to his tongue soothing your clit.

With two long digits he spread your folds, his tongue flicking along the area around your swollen, warm nub. He was trying to get a rise from you, to stir you further, and it worked, your fingers curling in his hair like an involuntary flex.

"Ken, wh-" Your shaky, drowsy voice was cut off by a whine leaving your lips, his own lips having wrapped around the sensitive bud between your legs.

"Good morning, my love," He mumbled against your warmth, his tongue snaking between your folds, which made you shudder. "Did you sleep well?"

If it was any other morning, you'd have mumbled some groggy nonsense about the lack of AC having woken you up, but the heat clinging to your body right now felt much more pleasant. Just as Kento intended.

"Mm, yeah, f-fine," You retorted breathily, your back arching a bit for him as Kento eased a finger into your slit, the digit curling and flexing to ease you into the feeling.

He smiled- it was always his smile, the way his lips curled up and his eyes crinkled that made your heart skip a beat and flutter- along with another part of you fluttering around his now two fingers unraveling you.

"That's good, darling." Kento murmured happily, pressing a kiss to your clit as though it was the most normal mundane thing to do in that moment. You sighed, feeling your body heat up further, but not from the temperature of the room. At least, not entirely from that- not when he was making you feel so spoiled and pampered, his beautiful girl.

Your husband always made sure you woke up feeling your best. Even if he had forgotten to install the air conditioning again- was it on purpose?

... part two??

HELP I DREAMT ABOUT THIS INSPIRED BY THE FACT THAT ITS SO HOT OUT AND I DIDNT HAVE MY AC YET-

[enkvyu]

two-faced — jjk smau ;

13. spring loaded penis bomb

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[dilfjjk05]

Hi dear! Could I ask please for some NSFW between Nanami Kento and fem!reader after a LOT of tension? Thank you so much in advance!!❤️❤️

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Nanami is currently currently attending his office Christmas party, and you his pretty wife is here as his plus one.

Nanami, he's a gentleman and you on the other hand are his brat. This honestly makes your sex life VERY interesting.

Before arriving to the party, while nanami was busy ironing your dress like a gentleman of course, YOU were busy putting Viagra in his drink. The drink being a "Thank you" for ironing and setting up your jewellery for the night when your intentions are to actually get him super riled up....oh how bratty you are.

At the party, Everything seems to be going fine..but Nanami is starting to feel hot. The tiny dress you're wearing isn't helping at all. You already know what's going inside his head. His stare, his sweaty forehead, his arms flexing and jaw clenching, god he's looks so fucking hot, you want his to rail you then and there

Maybe exactly that's what he'll do....

You're lost in your horny thoughts, when a big hand comes up and wraps around your waist.

"Darlin..." he whispers in your ears, his voice low and deep, sending chills down your spine.

"hmm?" you hum trying to keep composure when really you're already dripping.

He kisses the back of your ear before whispering "Come to the family restroom in five." It sounded like an order, an order you'd immediately listen to.

Five minutes later, as you open the door to the restroom, a strong hand pulls you in with force. The same hand grabbing onto your jaw and back you into the sink.

"I need you. At this instance. Please don't say no." You've never seen him sound like this. He's begging as well as ordering. Well, not like you're gonna decline anyways eh?

"Take me. Have me Husband" Oh god he might just cum in his pants with that voice of yours.

"I will wife. I will." He whispers as he turns you to face the mirror. Placing his hands on your hips, he moves to hurriedly raise your skirt and push your panties aside, as he also lowers his pants to let his angry cock free.He'd actually die if he doesn't push inside your right now.

"We don't have time for prep, okay baby? I'm sorry" with that he pushs into your cunt. Loud moans erupt from both of you. Your hands holding the sink, while his grab your waist tight, keeping his pace fast and deep. He needed to finish quick. Quick before anyone could notice you two gone.

He grabs your jaw to make you look up at the two of you Making love. "You like this baby? You see how well we fit together? f-fuck you're so perfect for me Darlin" He moans in your ear, you on the other hand are too cock drunk to even realize what's he's saying.

"You gotta cum quick okay? we don't have much time" he says as his free hand moves down to run you clit, his pace increasing and becoming harsh, yet he places soft kisses along your neck.

"Kento i-im c-close, p-please" Your fingers start to claw on his hands which are on your waist.

"Let go Darlin, bless me my love"

And with that, you let on him, head falling back on his shoulder. Soon after he lets go, filling you up to the brim. He places kisses on your neck and cheek.

"You okay baby?"

"Mhmpmh"

"Let's get you cleaned up and we'll head straight home okay?"

Kneeling down, he helps her clean up before they pull eachother together and head home, holding hands happily.

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