#natsuki seba

[rangewithme]

me when I’m getting paid with free lunch to repair this fuckass weapon for the fifth time in a fortnight because I’m allergic to buying my own food or something idk

[yvesssssssss]

OKAY OKAY, HOW ABOUT THIS??? 🎀🎀🎀

Sakamoto days men being jealous when their girlfriend's flirting with her friends, calling her best friend her "wife" and all, and her friends do the same. Like, she doesn't mean to make her boyfriend jealous, that's just funny for her friends and her to act like that. 🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️

Sakadays men being jealous of your friend

—shishiba, gaku, natsuki

Shishiba

Shishiba isn’t the type to throw a fit, but the moment he hears you say “That’s my wife” to your best friend—while linking arms and laughing—his eye twitches. He doesn’t say anything right away, but his presence becomes… heavier.

Later, while you’re scrolling through memes and laughing on the couch, he tosses his cleaning rag aside and mutters,

“So, how’s your wife?”

You blink up at him. “Huh? Oh, she’s great. We’re planning a fake wedding next week.”

“...Tch.” He clicks his tongue, walks over, and plops down beside you. He doesn’t look at you, but the arm that snakes around your waist is firm.

“You’re mine,” he says plainly, and you just laugh. “Jealous much?”

“No,” he grumbles. “Just stating facts.”

(Spoiler: he is jealous, and he definitely side-eyes your “wife” friend every time she visits.)

Gaku

Gaku’s chill until he hears you flirting. The moment you throw an arm over your best friend and go, “Ugh, my wife is the cutest,” his brain short-circuits.

He zooms over like a gremlin, wraps his arms around your shoulders from behind, and goes,

“Wait, I thought I was the wife?! Or the husband? Am I a third wheel now?!”

Your friend snorts, and you’re just wheezing. “You’re the gremlin that won’t stop stealing snacks from my bag.”

Gaku gasps like you shot him. “Traitor!”

He spends the rest of the day dramatically “competing” with your friend, offering you drinks, tripping over himself to open doors, and saying things like,

“Bet your other wife can’t carry all these grocery bags with one hand.”

He’s petty, loud, and fully ridiculous—but only because he doesn’t actually doubt your feelings. He just wants to be your #1 forever.

Natsuki seba

Natsuki freezes. You're giggling with your friend, calling her “my wifey” and saying things like “We’re emotionally married,” and his face goes blank.

He doesn’t say anything… just quietly looks down at his hands. You think he's zoning out, but he’s stuck in a loop like:

“...Does she mean it? Am I a placeholder? Do I have competition? Why does she call her that? Do I need to ask about our emotional exclusivity?”

You finally notice his silence. “Hey. You okay?”

He looks up. “Am I… your husband, then?”

You burst out laughing. “What? Natsu, are you jealous of my best friend?”

He turns bright red. “I just thought… I didn’t know we were in a polycule.”

You grab his face. “You’re my only man. My best friend is just honorary wife status, it’s a girl thing. You’re the one I kiss, dummy.”

“…Okay,” he mumbles, clearly still processing.

(He’ll never admit it, but he starts trying extra hard after that. Brings you lunch, compliments you more, and gets adorably grumpy if your “wife” crashes your dates again.)

[silversoulsociety]

Natsuki Seba

Sakamoto Days E7

[cyanparadis]

[bokidoumi]

love letters 💌

[pfpanimes]

⌕ SAKAMOTO DAYS • new illustration.

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[galaxynajma]

Well he’s your idiot

[plasstictree]

acrylic makers are fucking awesome

[courtesanofdeath]

I want to save up 20 million yen before I hit retirement age, but I don't like working overtime. I'll be leaving work on time, if you don't mind. Let's get this over with.

[mzenins]

❛ gloria, i wanna take you to euphoria ! ❜ ✶ ࣪˖࿐ * sakadays multi characters

꒰ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ──── contents: suggestive, gn reader, making out, spitting, dry humping, hickeys┆ `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ how they kiss you…

꒰ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ──── featured on this disc: yoichi nagumo, natsuki seba, shin asakura

╰⪼┆nagumo kisses you like you’re both in a constant game of cat and mouse. it’s competitive and intoxicating with a strong surge of adrenaline bustling through your veins but oftentimes it’s fleeting.

he allows for his bottom lip to gently graze yours then retracts himself from your vicinity with the mere purpose of seeing the dazed look on your face that was anticipating more. he enjoys the shocked gasp and reprimand that comes from you, followed by a murmur of “dickhead.” which he classically retorts with, “hey, that’s not nice!”

the roles switches up constantly, something he indulges in, but a sick part of him can’t help but bask in the sight of you desperately grinding down on his clothed crotch with your forehead littered by sweat as you incoherently rasp in his ear for him to kiss you harder. his mouth twists up in a sadistic manner against the column of your neck, “hm? want more neck kisses?” he feigns innocence.

his playing dumb act grinds your gears to the fullest and makes you want to choke him out till your heart’s content but he’d probably brush off your actions with a snippy comeback.

you loudly groan in frustration and his eyebrows pull up at your outburst, your hips halt against his pelvis, “god, do i have to spell everything out for you?” you grab a fist full of his noir hair to perfectly align his head with your face, “kiss me properly, nagumo.. on the lips.”

he likes seeing you all riled up. he tauntingly smirks, “ah! you should’ve just asked, silly.” before you can argue on that’s what you were doing in the first place, he encloses the space, humming contently. your lips moves together in sync, rapidly harmonizing in a sensual way. his tattooed hands slip under your shirt caressing the bare skin but the small delight comes to a pause once he uses his teeth to gently pull at your bottom lip, teasingly letting it go out from his hold. he drily chuckles at you chasing after his lips for more.

╰⪼┆natsuki kisses you like a pornstar in love. it’s lewd but intimate, igniting an untamed flame in the pit of your stomach, rapidly flickering waiting to be extinguished, but your heart beats erratically against your chest with warmth blooming around the organ.

it can be messy at times with his saliva smearing onto your chin and drippling off, or, it can be sweet and memorable leaving you smitten with butterflies for the rest of the day; pick your poison, he doesn’t mind either way.

he likes to sneak up on you— at first it was an occasional habit he’d done unintentionally but now he uses his airy footsteps to his advantage. slithering his toned arm around your stomach to pull you closer to his broad chest and grips at your jaw with his calloused hand to tilt your head upwards to somewhat face him

“open your mouth.” he calmly instructs, as if what he planned to do next was just a run-on-the-mill activity. you comply and suddenly feel a warm droplet of spit land onto your tongue, your eyes widens and before a squeal could erupt from your throat he captures your lips with his.

natsuki pants heavily against your mouth his hot tongue hastily collides with yours as he subconsciously begins to rut himself into your figure, his eyebrows deeply furrows together. his lips are soft on yours but has intensity far too hot to handle. “s-slow down natsu…” your meek voice trembles in between the heated kisses.

his usual nonchalant complacence crumbles apart. his plump lips glistens once he pulls away, a small string of saliva connecting the two of you. “can’t. sorry. you just taste so damn good.” some darken strands of hair stick to his forehead; he’s dizzy but pushes through to quench his thirst.

╰⪼┆shin kisses you like he’s almost afraid of you. he’s not and he swears by it but the way his body stiffens with his shoulders nearing his ears and rigid lips stilled has you thinking the former. he touches you as if you’re a porcelain doll glossed over with iridescent medium, and that sometimes translates into his fear of messing up.

he gets in his head a lot and stays there. but as the relationship progresses, he gains his confidence within his abilities to please you and once that layer of skin grows, that’s all he dedicates himself to. he’s rough which causes teeth to clash but he’s also sweetly passionate with his movements.

an extremely slow day at sakamoto’s store leads to you on top of the store counter with him between your legs. he disregards the opportunity to flip over the closed sign— the thought of being caught fuelled something dubious inside of him.

his large palms roam from your thighs to grazing over your chest eliciting a choked up gasp from you. he’d become too cocky, perhaps for his own good. his lips moved with delicious vigour against yours, slowly increasing the tempo with every passing second. soft grunts and huffs comes from the blond mixed in with your panting.

“is this too much?” he asked as he departs from your space with antsy eyes. you whine restlessly, “it’s not enough.” you tug at the belt loops of his baggy jeans, pulling him back in your vicinity and his face plants in the crock of your neck instead. suckling and nipping at the delicate skin and swirling his tongue around the area. your whimpers fills his ears like a lullaby.

eventually, his ministrations cause a darken bruise to appear. he ogles at the sight that encourages him to continue but an unfamiliar intruding thought enters his mind. a customer outside was planning on coming in and purchasing pockys. and while shin knows it would be morally ethical to put a stop to your activities, he can’t find the strength to do so. he’s completely and utterly drunk off by your smell and touch; what a bad influence you are.

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[iniyaas]

Another ship I really really fell into is them <3

Two of my favorite moments with these idiots

I can't put my finger on it, but the way Natsuki treats Shin's ESP is rather different (good different) from literally everyone else in the series? guess it's because he is an engineer? and so, he treats ESP as just yet another engineering problem he can solve/use. his reactions to Shin's ability is neither 'ugh, ESP, creepy' nor 'wow, ESP!'--instead, it's more like Natsuki: 'my friend here has a cool cellphone, he said I can use it as mine' Shin: 'NO I did NOT!' kinda dynamics between them lmao I really enjoy whatever it is.

[yvesssssssss]

hii how r u?

can i please request saka days men (preferably shin, natsuki and yoichi) x s/o with a flat body and it’s making them feel insecure? could be fluff or smut whatever you feel like it

thank you!!<3

Body worship - sakamoto days

—nagumo, shin, natsuki

Mdni!!

Nagumo yoichi

You tried to hide the wince when your shirt came off, but Nagumo caught it. Of course he did.

He froze mid-motion, eyes sweeping down your chest like he was memorizing you. You crossed your arms instinctively.

“Don’t,” he said softly. “Not in front of me.”

“Nagumo—”

“Nuh-uh.” He was on his knees before you now, hands sliding up your thighs. “You think just because your chest isn’t huge that I’m not obsessed with your body? Baby, I jack off to the curve of your waist.”

His mouth moved to your stomach, kissing a slow, heated trail up to your sternum. “Your tits are perfect. Small, soft, sensitive. I can feel your heart beating under my tongue. That drives me fucking insane.”

Then his hands hooked your thighs apart.

“Let me show you what this body does to me.”

He dragged his tongue down your belly, licking over your mound, your slit, tasting you like you were his first sip of water after a warzone. He moaned against you, grinding his hips into the mattress.

“You're so sexy I ache, baby.”

You were shaking. Writhing. And when he slid two fingers inside you and latched onto your clit, you swore he smiled into your cunt.

“Flat body?” he growled. “No, sweetheart. You’re a fucking blade. Sharp, deadly, and mine.”

Shin asakura

You tried not to let it bother you—how you looked in the mirror. No curves, no bounce. You felt like a sheet of paper beside the women in Shin’s world.

He noticed. Of course he did.

Shin reached for your hand in the dark. “You’ve been pulling away from me lately.”

You flinched. “…Sorry.”

“Don’t be.” He moved slowly, respectfully. “But I want to show you something. If you’ll let me.”

You nodded.

He undressed you like you were fragile silk. Kissed your collarbone, your shoulders, your flat chest with lips full of worship. No mocking. No judgment.

“Can I tell you a secret?” he murmured, brushing his fingers over your ribs. “I’ve never liked anyone’s body like I like yours.”

He leaned down, pressing his forehead to your sternum. “You're real. Raw and perfect. When I see you like this, I—fuck, I just want to protect you and ruin you at the same time.”

He moved between your legs slowly, gently. Slid into you while whispering, “So beautiful. Just like this. You don’t need anything more.”

He stayed deep inside, grinding against your walls, kissing every part of you he could reach. Each thrust came with a soft whisper.

“Perfect…”

“Feels so good inside you…”

“Love this body… so fucking much…”

You came with tears in your eyes, and Shin held you close, as if to shield you from even your own thoughts.

Natsuki seba

“Wait—wait, Natsuki,” you said, breathless as his hands slipped under your tank top. “Don’t look.”

He blinked up at you, confused. “What? Why not?”

“…I just don’t look like other girls. I know I don’t have a lot going on up here,” you gestured vaguely at your chest, “and I don’t want you to be disappointed—”

“Are you serious?”

Before you could move away, Natsuki pulled you down onto the bed with him, pinning you with gentle hands and wide, dark eyes.

“I’ve been dreaming about getting my mouth on you for weeks,” he said. “Flat or not, I want you exactly how you are.”

Then he yanked your shirt off and just… stared.

“Holy shit,” he murmured, awed. “You’re so fucking hot.”

His mouth was all over you in seconds—sucking, licking, moaning. He kissed up your chest, nipping at your nipples like they were the most precious thing he’d ever seen.

“You’re so cute, I could die.”

He slid down between your thighs, tongue darting out, hungry and unrelenting.

“You feel that?” he said against your core. “That’s me losing my mind. Over your body.”

You gripped the sheets, crying out as he worked you over like a man starved.

“I’m gonna worship this body every night if you let me,” he gasped, pulling you tighter against his face. “Flat? Nah. You’re perfectly fuckable. And I’m gonna prove it.”

You came hard. He didn’t stop until your legs were trembling and you were moaning his name like a prayer.

[gakukitty]

— ONE, TWO, THREE, SMIILE ! x sakamoto days

summary . where ur boyfriend keeps his naughty pics of you !!!

wc . 1.2k

cw . SMUT / SUGGESTIVE MDNI , the characters arreeaeee… shin asakura , kei uzuki , nagumo yoichi , heisuke mashimo , shishiba , gaku , natsuki seba

masterlist ౨ৎ

note: i’m writing this rlly late at night so sorry for any mistakes / confusing stuff ; w ; i’ll get around to editing it ine daaayyyg

shin asakura

in a locket on his necklace . shin is veeery cautious about where he keeps his picture ! you’re the love of his life; and there is absolutely no way that he will ever let anyone see you like that.

ooh, now that he thinks about it— you look sooo good in this photo. lips all glossy as they’re wrapped around his cock, your pretty nails sparkling from the flash of the camera as you stroke the rest of his length that your warm mouth can’t take. and man, does he love the look in your eyes. yup, shin will keep this with him until the day he dies.

shin doesnt really look at the picture that often. he already feels bad enough having it in the first place— even if it’s rather small and tucked away in a pretty little locket attached to another necklace draped on his neck. but one night, when he’s feeling particularly hot and bothered and you’re not there— he really can’t help but sneak a look at the cute picture, his head tilting back as he palms himself through his pants.

kei uzuki

in his wallet . kei isn’t exactly secretive about this picture— he thinks you look absolutely gorgeous, and definitely deserve to be shown off a little. but not too much.

after all, he wouldn’t want just anyone to see a pretty lady— his pretty lady— sat on his lap and taking his thick cock like a freakin’ champ! he was so proud of you that night, his free hand gently caressing your neck, a smile curved on his lips.

that very same smile always appears when he opens his wallet. ah, how he loves the sight of you.

nagumo yoichi

in his phonecase . nagumo loves you so much; so of course he’s gonna have his all time favorite picture of you slipped into his phonecase. his very clear phomecase.

come ooon, don’t look at him like that— he knows that you love being shown off a little! especially when you were grinding all up on him and moaning sweetly when he was on the phone that night. as soon as that call ended, he was soo quick to flip you over. and in a matter of minutes, he was thrusting in and out, in and out, whining and groaning into your ear as his hand clutches at your waist. he took many photos (of course), but the prettiest one in his opinion was definitely the one of your back arching, ass pressed against his pelvis as his warm palm squeezes at the flesh of your hip. if only pictures could capture sounds, as well.

nagumo likes to look at this picture a lot. sways flipping his phone so he can smile dreamily at the sight, admiring the sweat glistening on your back and he suddenly has an idea; he thinks it’s about time he takes another photo. this time, your face will be visible! it’s safe to say you didn’t do much sleeping that night.

heisuke mashimo

an acrylic keychain . this one’s a little out there and rather random , but i think that it fits heisuke perfectly !

he just loooves that photo. you’re perched on your knees, plush lips pursed as you press a soft kiss to the tip of his cock. it felt so good, and the memory is definitely a welcome one whenever he sees his cute keychain dangle on his rifle bag. thing. (?)

heisuke was adamant about making this keychain all on his own. even the thought of letting someone else see that picture made his cheeks flush and his heartbeat quicken. so, he did it himself. it was a little hard, because firstly— heisuke’s not the best at DIY. and secondly, he was just a little distracted by how cute you looked !

in the end, though, he managed. and it doesn’t even look too bad! maybe you’ll need to rearward him :3

shishiba

photo album . i honestly can’t see shishiba bringing such a precious picture anywhere that could risk someone seeing it or blood splattering on it— tainting the sweet image of you taking his cock.

so, instead, he keeps all of his prizes neat in a photo album. he has two; a digital one, and a book which he keeps in your shared bedroom. his digital album is nice, sure.. but in all honesty, he fucking loves running his fingers over the pictures in his photobook.

when he’s off at work, he’ll settle for staring longingly and swiping through the pictures of his digital album. oh, you looked so good that night.. squirming and whining against his tongue. he sighs softly, swiping again.

and when shishiba is back at home, he’s flipping through the pages of the physical copy. he thinks that he’d like to cum over this picture of you— or rather, your pretty pussy. he glances over to the clock. when will you get home?

gaku

his lockscreen . gaku didn’t really put much thought into it. one night, after fucking you thoroughly into the sheets to the point you had fallen asleep, drooling against his arm, he found himself scrolling through the photos he took during all that. he hums, silently admiring the angles. he almost feels like a professional photographer or something. he chuckles quietly at the thought.

but when he lands on one specific picture— his thumb pauses. this is definitely his favorite. you had just came, and the expression on your face was so cute he just couldn’t resist snapping an extra picture. so, with a similar feeling of impulse, he sets it as his lockscreen.

he just smirks when he hears you squeal in the morning. he tilts his head, looking over to you as you clutch his phone. cute, he thinks.

gaku really doesn’t care what other people think of his new lockscreen, though. the stares are irrelevant, the small sounds of surprise are almost getting irritating. he’s just happy to be greeted by your cute face each time he turns his phone on.

natsuki seba

on his toolbox . natsuki really loves his pictures of you. he replaces them almost every week or two, but the one that has stayed the longest (two weeks and a half so far), is quite gorgeous.

your glistening cunt is on display, a mixture of his spit, his cum and your cum leaks out so nicely. he was absolutely entranced, a finger reaching to spread your folds. like smiling for the camera.. but in a different way. this picture is definitely worth it’s place on his toolbox.

natsuki likes to have two pictures. one of your sex life, and one of your beautiful face during a date. as much as he loves his girl when she’s all fucked out; he also loves the smile on your face when the two of you go out.

he tapes the two pictures on either side of his toolbox with sparkly washi tape— that you left with him on accident one evening. he’ll give it back one day, he promises! every time he reaches for something, he’s greeted by whichever sight he’s in the mood for and he loooves it !

© gakukitty please don’t copy my work , repost it and claim as your own , translate , or do anything stupid with it ! try and improve on ur own skills first ���

[nanaosaki3940]

Yoichi Nagumo: Canon Facts & Info from SakaDays Fanbook 2025 by Yuto Suzuki

I collected the info from these Twitter links - Link 1 , Link 2 , Link 3 , Link 4 , Link 5 , Link 6 , Link 7

Q. Does Order make a lot of money? How much money does an Order member make?

Ans: It's a secret, but rumors say that Nagumo owns the entire top floor of a luxurious penthouse apartment in Minato ward… or maybe not… (in other words, Nagumo is fucking filthy rich because most wealthy people in Japan live in the Minato ward/district of Tokyo City).

Q: Who did the tattoos on Nagumo's body/skin?

Ans: Some tattoos are usually done at a tattoo parlor, while others are done by himself.

Q. Are there any characters who have had a girlfriend before?

Ans: Among the main characters, Heisuke, Natsuki, and Nagumo have had girlfriends in the past. However due to their unique profession as assassins, their relationships don't last long.

Q. What are Nagumo's likes, dislikes & hobbies?

Ans: Nagumo's hobbies are sleeping and playing playful pranks on people. His likes are his bed and nighttime. His dislikes are mornings, to get up early in the morning, and riding fast vehicles. Apparently, he spends his weekends and holidays at home playing sudoku games and doesn't go out and meet people that much.

CHARACTER PROFILE:

Birthday: July 9th

Blood type: A

Height: 190cm

Weight: 78kg

Dominant hand: Ambidextrous

Personal Belongings: “Rokutoku Knife” unique weapon with multiple shapes. He has disguise abilities

RADAR CHART: Kill Skills (From left to right)

5: Potential abilities

5: Physical capability

6: Weapon adaptability

5: Martial Arts

4: Shooting

Suzuki sensei said that Nagumo is a kind-hearted and a very affectionate person. 💖💖💖

Q. How do the SakaDays characters reject a love confession?

Ans: Nagumo lies and says, "sorry, I’m already dating someone." If the person insists that they don’t mind, he doubles down with, "actually, I have two girlfriends~" and keeps lying...

Q. Popular male characters ranking???

Ans: 1st place: Natsuki, 2nd place: Nagumo, 3rd place: Shishiba

Q. Which characters are strong or weak drinkers, and who has bad drinking habits?

Ans: Yotsumura & Etsuko are strong drinkers. Nagumo, Lu & Shin are weak drinkers. Kindaka has bad drinking habits and is disliked by his subordinates.

Q. If the SakaDays characters weren't assassins, what would their alternative jobs be?

Ans: (In this new 2025 Fanbook, mangaka Yuto Suzuki sensei didn't mention Nagumo's alternative career choices, but he talked about it a few years ago where he said that Nagumo would've become a model or an actor if he didn't become an assassin).

[ladybyakuya]

| HIGH IN LOW PLACES + natsuki seba & yoichi nagumo.

+cw. — fem!reader, headcanon + scenarios format, canon typical themes and elements, mention of alcohol and drinking,ex.plicit smut{ mention ofunprotected, oral acts }, slight angst and fluff.

+wc. — 2k.

+syn.— how do they generally spend their off day ? Is it any different when you're with them?

+notes. — my sk days debut post. yay! yay! i just caught up with it and im still making memes in my head ( yeah, its that bad </3)tap the banner for better quality </3 cuz tumblr made it so whack after upload. the title is from a song by beach weather ( one of my recent favs ). i have some more wips on sk days but lets see if the starts align or they go against me. wanted add two more characters but i got carried away while writing. so next two for next weekend ig. if you catch my favoritism, then good. go ahead & exploit it ;) | redirect to blog navigation.

✦ natsuki seba : 

The sun has not even kissed the horizon yet. It is still afternoon. Natsuki was busy building one of his work-in-progress weapons as usual even though it was an off day. The JCC is not exactly asleep but is surely a little doused today. JCC never sleeps. You are in his dorm room, waiting for him to finish his work at least to a certain stage and then have lunch with you but you doubt he is barely aware of what time it is. You are not exactly hungry, at least not for those wet soggy noodles but you do miss him even though he is right in front of you. There are times when you have to feed him lunch so that he can keep working. The dorm room is small for two but given the habits of you two, it always works out, somehow. You sleep when he is working while he sleeps when you are busy or out to get something. But currently, sleep is nowhere to be found at the banks of your eyes.

“Natsu, come eat with me,”

Seba turns his head at first and gives you a look; a look that clearly states: “Are you mad?” Do you know how ridiculous you sound? His eyebrows grow closer while his lips pucker forming a pout and then he goes back to working again. He is mocking you. He is working while you sit idle and flip through a porn magazine from his collection. It’s funny because the porn magazine is not his. It is from Shin. He was just looking out for him. Shin thought it was highly uncanny how a guy could make weapons all day and night, and be obsessed with something so odd that one forgets to masturbate. Doesn’t even have the urge? Or better does his curious side not think about such self-pleasurable prospects? Well, what would Shin know?

“Natsu, come eat me out,” 

At first, he looks up from the device he was working on and then spares a glance at you.

You make yourself busy flipping through the pages of that lewd magazine. He is staring. You can feel it.

He goes back to work again but a second later he puts the miniature parts from his hand beside the device and turns his chair towards you rubbing his chin as his elbow stands on the hand-rest of the chair. He is considering it. Holy Shit. You did not mean that.

“Really? Can I?” There is a thin layer of sneer laced underneath his voice.

You closed the magazine and stood up, keeping it on his table. He looks at the cover and a chuckle escapes from his chest probably remembering how he got it or why you ordered him to eat you out; not that he would mind . . . his eyes are back on you again. “Now that I’ve your attention. Finish your lunch and then work on your project.”

“I’m going out to meet someone,” You try to leave but he grabs your wrist pulling you back in front of the bed. 

“You're lying.” he snorts out a chuckle.

“You know,” Natsuki gets up and takes slow steps towards you as you back away cornering you as he still holds your hand. “eating you out . . . that might just be the thing I need to finish my project.”

Wait. what?

Before you can ask anything he just puts you on his shoulders, walks to the bed throwing you on the mattress. For someone who is a weapon engineer, who does not spend time on fieldwork he sure has a lot of strength.

“I didn’t mean it. I just wanted to get your attention that’s all.” you try to protest but it does not faze him, not even a little.

“Well you did a good job.” Grabbing your ankles he pulls you towards the edge of the bed before getting on his knees. He points to the cup noodles. “And, i’m not eating that.”

He pulls down your panties and shorts simultaneously. You do not stop him because you crave him as much as he needs this to de-stress or that’s how he would put it. Spreading your legs he places a trail of tender kisses along your thighs threatening your sanity, threatening the urge to push him away but you simply do not want to do that. You want this: him worshipping you like he used to. The moment his lips graze your entrance you arch back, hands resting on the mattress and crumpling the sheets as Seba gets more devoted to the cause. You put one of your legs over his shoulders as he buries his face deeper inclining his face a little to lap his tongue against your pussy lips. You bite your lower lip roughly before a whisper of words comes out of your mouth, “Ya know, you should return those magazines to Shin,”

“What?” he asks; nose glistening with your arousal, wet lips, cherry cheeks, and excited eyes. A curvature appears along your lips as you run your fingers through his hair and tug at it revealing his forehead forcing his eyes to close just for a second. He is still waiting for your response. 

“Nothing. Get to work,” you say and he listens to it like a good boy.

✦ yoichi nagumo.

“Is it that tasty?” Nagumo asks drinking an o-choko full of sake from your share. His face distorts feeling the strong fizziness. “How can you drink this?” his voice spikes up as he gulps it down. He hates it, hates this, that how you on every weekend would to go Sakamoto stores and buy liquor to drink out your misery. What a waste! He does not understand why you would spend your weekends drinking, especially when he is here. Sakamoto would often tell you to stop drinking but what’s the point? You nod like a good girl, buy some cup noodles and chips and after the store closes Shin arrives with the booze. Shin is knocked out on the floor already. But he is still keeping up with you not that he enjoys it but he is looking for an opportunity to make you stop and in that process, he ended up taking a few shots. He hates it, he hates this. He hates how you make drinks. It stings on his tongue. This is not because he wants to spend his off day with you. He rarely gets a day off and he can not go that to waste, can he now?

“Wanna fuck?”

You look at him with heavy eyes and a flustered face for a few seconds. “No.”

He is stone-cold sober. He is not even that drunk, to begin with. You are. You are still so dizzy and slumber threatening your eyes but you force them open divulging, “Too much work.” Ah! The slur. The slur in your voice. His head tilts as a smile breaks on his face like a plague.

“I’ll do the work.” Nagumo insists. “All of it.” His voice is low, slow. He wants to get through to you. “I’ll make you feel so good.” He does not want you to dismiss his words as just a drunken haze or something like that. He is already neck-deep in guilt for being unable to give as much time he wants, as much as the time you demand and crave from him. He can not sabotage your security but he would not deny that he likes meeting with you in secret; gives him some sort of thrill he thinks. “I promise,” he mumbly adds.

But he does not want to overdo it or wear you out. He can’t. He won’t. He is a good when he is with you. “Woah, careful.”

After moving the bottles and cups aside, now you are all on your fours crawling towards him like a cat. He can see your boobs, the nipples— everything. Wait, is that his tank top? He must have left it when he came to you here last time. He can’t remember when but he remembers he lost that one black tank top.

As you reach, your face inches away from him you lean for a kiss but he sways away. It instantly ruins your mood. He is smirking now as you are pouting. It turns into a snort. “Shin’s still here,” He points at the boy sleeping on the couch. You glance at the boy and then look at Nagumo. He is confused. You are impatient. Fuck it.

You hold on to his shoulders trying to get into his lap, legs sprawled apart and as you make yourself comfortable your legs get clamped around his waist. He does not lose his balance but rather helps you with it.

“Babe, Shin’s still here,” Nagumo repeats making you remember.

“Don’t care,” you shout and Nagumo covers your mouth with his palm while his index finger stills over his lips shushing you. You nod. It seems he got through to you.

You do not allow him to dodge him anymore.

You lean into his hand that is still over your mouth, nuzzling against his palm. He shoves his fingers into your hair, his index finger grazing behind your ears igniting your skin with goosebumps. His thumb roughly stretches across your bottom lip before you kiss the tip of it but he swats his hand away before you could suck on it; grabbing his other arm and you slide it under the blacktop. Nagumo does not squeeze your boobs. Not yet. He does not want to do it, not like this. Last time, both of you were sober and now both of you are drunk: you on alcohol and him on you. You buck your hips trying to get closer to him. 

“God Nagumo, why are you being like this? You said you'd do all the work. . .”

because it's amusing. The fact that you are scolding him with a whispering tone is making him tremble in mirth. He is barely holding it; you are frustrated, drunk, and horny. God! What is he going to do with you? Can he really hold himself back? Maybe he should not have proposed the idea in the first place. His hands are stretched, settled on the floor as he watches you: intently, nervously.

“Kiss me.”

And your lips instantly dance against his in a frenzy yet his hands are still on the floor. Even in this state, you manage to unbuckle his belt with one hand as the other works on the buttons of his shirt. It turns him on how swift you are too. You would be very skilled in his line of work. Maybe you are, too skilled that he did not even notice. Nah! you can't be a spy.

“Put it in” you command this time breaking the kiss. Nagumo was just starting to get to the good part of the kiss only to get deprived of it. He does not waste a second to abide by your said words. If he did, he might have to walk out thinking out the possibilities of how odd it was for a first meeting with you.

Strong hands against the plush of your hip as he adjusts his cock to your entrance. He pushes aside your panty before rubbing it against your entrance. Your hands squeeze the muscles of his shoulders.

“Without . . . condom?”

So, is that why he was delaying it? You thought he didn't want this but mentioned it for the sake of pity and now he is trying to get on your nerves to wake Shin up.

Your brain freezes after such a flow of info. You give him a nod.

Nagumo swallows before his cock goes inside without rubber. It's electric: the feeling of your flesh around his.

“Take me to that room,” you gasp out the words.

“What?”

“I said what I said.”

You become so handful when drunk not that he minds. He takes you to the room kicking back the door behind you to close before crashing onto the bed.

The next morning Shin has to buy a pair of black trousers for Nagumo and he does it without even questioning. He really does not wanna know what happened after he took you inside the room.

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