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thinking about sweet boyfriend nanami who worries too much about you when you’re on your periods. “are you okay, baby?” he asks in that sweet, deep voice of his. you can't help but smile at his expression - his cute brows frowning together and his pretty lips pressed in a thin line out of concern. you cup his face in your palms and gently place a kiss on his forehead, reassuring him. “i’m fine, love.”

he rests himself on his knees in front of you while you’re sitting on the sofa. his arms placed on your hips possessively as he caresses your soft skin under his fingertips. “is your tummy hurting?” he asks, not convinced with your answer. your stomach was, in fact hurting. but looking at his growing concern over you, you couldn't help but lie. even though you liked the fact that nanami was constantly checking up on you ever since you hit your monthly cycle, you couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt eating you alive anytime he took a break from his work to look after you. yes, you did admire the fact that he cared about you and took mini breaks in between to make sure that you were fine. but you were worried that you were getting in the way of his work.

but of course, being the sweet and loving boyfriend nanami is, he constantly assured you that you were not in the way of his work and that he wanted to take care of you. he needed to take care of you.

“you’re my entire world, sweetheart,” he’d say every time you spoke about this matter. “i can't bear the thought of you being in pain. let me take care of you, please.” he’d say, his eyes never leaving your face. and everytime he looked at you like that, you knew that there was nothing but love behind those captivating hazel-coloured eyes of his.

so, when a “yes” slipped out of your lips - when asked if your stomach was hurting, he swiftly got up on his feet and lifted you in his arms, his grip protective.

“you rest. i’ll bring the hot water bag, okay?” he says, his words coming out more like a command rather than a suggestion. you have no other option but to stay quiet and obey. and you had to admit it, you liked it when he spoke to you in that tone. you liked the idea of him being in control. you liked the idea of him proving his affection towards you.

you see, nanami’s second most evident love language is acts of service and no doubt, the first one being physical touch. and then comes words of affirmation. but, he’s obviously never told this to you because he has never shown anyone this side of him. you on the other hand have noticed each and every one of his move. “i have never felt like this for anyone,” he’d say, and you could see the truth in his words. he’d made it clear from the start that he was a sucker for you, and only you alone.

he opens the door to your room and gently places you on the bed, making sure you’re comfortable. “you comfortable, baby?” he asks and when you nod a “yes”, he pulls the covers over you.

“i’ll be right back,” he says and a small smile spreads across his lips when he sees you opening your mouth to ask him where he's going, but he places a finger on your lips and says, “nuh-uh. no questions, no arguments. do you trust me?”

the question catches you off-guard. trust him? of course you trust him. you trust him more than anyone in your life. you trust him more than you trust yourself.

“of course i do,” you say, defensively.

nanami can't help but grin at your words. “then wait for me,” he says and kisses your temple. you don't say anything because you know that he wouldn't listen to you. especially after you told him that you trusted him.

ten minutes pass by and you were almost about to fall asleep but then you see nanami coming into your room, a hot water bag in one hand and a massaging oil in the other. he sits next to you, his weight compressing the mattress ever so slightly under him. he pulls the covers down to your hips and places the bag on your stomach. “does that feel better?” he asks. the warmth of the bag almost gives you an instant relief from your pain and nanami notices this. “see, i told you that you could trust me,” he says proudly and you can't help but grin at his words.

“do you want me to massage your stomach? for some relief?” he asks, taking your hand in his and intertwining his fingers with yours. his gaze never leaves your face and you almost feel shy. he’s been your man for a long time now but the feelings you have for him are still the same as when you first met him. raw, beautiful, and intense.

a “no” somehow comes out of you and he nods in understanding.

you suddenly wake up to the bag being lifted from your stomach and you immediately look at nanami. you had no recollection of falling asleep. “shit,” you curse under your breath and nanami’s gaze immediately meets yours, his expression looking like he's been craving to hear your voice for a long time now.

“sorry, i didn't mean to wake you up,” he says and places the bag at your bedside table.

“how long was i out for?” you ask, lifting your body up and resting on your elbows.

“almost an hour,” nanami responds nonchalantly.

“what were you doing for so long?”

“watching you sleep,” he says, shyness in his voice.

your face turns red at his words and you say, “im so sorry i kept you waiting.”

“you didn't, doll,” nanami says almost immediately.

you let out a heavy sigh and you hear nanami ask, “how are you feeling?”

you subconsciously place a hand on your stomach and say, “better. much better.”

nanami’s lips curves upward into a smile. he walks over to you and gets on top of you, pressing his needy lips against yours. his gesture takes you by surprise but you could almost immediately sense the feeling of urgency in his touch, almost like he's been holding himself back from kissing you like this. you kiss him back with the same intensity and after a few seconds, he reluctantly pulls away. a disappointed expression immediately takes over your face and this makes nanami chuckle.

“i'm not moving too fast, am i?” he asks, hesitantly.

“shut up and kiss me,” you say almost immediately, wrapping your arms around his neck and crashing your lips against his. he kisses you back with the same eagerness and cups your face in his palms. he pulls back once more and this time you can't help but feel irritated.

“why do you keep pulling back?” you ask, angrily.

“because i’m afraid i’m putting too much pressure on you,” he says, reluctantly.

“you’re not, nanami. kiss me, please.”

nanami couldn't hold back anymore. he grabs your face and hungrily slams his lips onto yours. he parts your lips with his tongue and lets out a low satisfied growl when he gets a taste of you. he presses his body against yours and you could instantly feel the bulge in his pants. your arousal heightens and you wrap your legs around his waist, pressing his hot and heavy bulge on your innocent cunt.

you pull away from his lips and beg, “fuck me, please.”

nanami pants against your lips and you could feel his cock twitch at your words. “no, baby,” he says, biting his lips as he tries to control himself.

“why?” you ask, your voice breaking.

nanami’s face evidently flinches at your broken voice. a pained expression taking over his face. “as much as i want to, love- i cant. it’ll be too much for you and your body is already delicate and sensitive since you’re on your periods. i don't want to hurt you.”

you sigh in defeat because you know he's right. and you know that he never denies your needs. but when he does, you know it's for your good.

“you’re right,” you say in a low and sad voice.

“i’m sorry, baby,” he says and you can feel the genuine guilt in his voice.

he kisses your neck in appreciation. he lifts himself from your body and you feel your thighs aching at the absence of his touch. but unbeknownst to you, nanami gently lifts up your shirt and looks at your exposed stomach. he places his hand on your stomach and feels your warmth under his palm. he brings his head down and gently brushes his lips on your exposed skin, nuzzling his face here and there in order to envelop into your scent. he then rests his head on your stomach and looks up at you with affection in his eyes. “i love you,” he says, almost in a whisper.

your eyes soften at his words.

“i love you too,” you say as a smile spreads across your face.

a small grin plays at the corner of nanami’s lips.

you brush your fingers against his hair and he closes his eyes at your contact. he hums in satisfaction under your touch.

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Thinking about Nanami coming back home after a long day at work, exhaustion clouding his eyes. He knocks on the front door and waits for a response. When he gets none, he rings the doorbell. When that also goes unanswered, he reaches into his bag and pulls out the keys, unlocking the door to your house. He finds it odd, your bubbly voice not filling the room like it always does when he comes back home from work.

“I'm home, sweetheart,” he calls out to you. When he gets no response, he walks over to the kitchen and finds you asleep on the chair at the dining table. A look of concern flashes over his face because you’re usually not asleep during this hour. Unless…he's extremely late from work. He immediately takes out his phone and does a quick time check. 1:30AM. He rubs his palm over his face in guilt and lets out a whispered curse directed to himself. He places down his work bag and his suit right where he was standing and walks over to you in gentle, calculated steps - making sure not to wake you up. Once he’s right next to you, he slowly caresses your hair and hunches his tall frame to pick you up. He lifts you with ease, one hand placed around your lower back to support your frame while the other swiftly goes under your legs, cupping your thighs from underneath. He brings your body closer to his and places a small kiss on your temple, smiling when he sees your lips twitching in response.

He was so focused on taking care of you that he paid little to no attention to the dinner that was laying on the dining table. He sees his favourite dish and his heart sinks to his stomach. He bites his lower lip in regret as the guilt of coming home late stabs him even deeper.

“Oh, baby,” he whispers, his voice strained in embarrassment. He hugs your figure tightly and you let out a whimpered groan. “Shhh”, he says quietly and takes you over to the bedroom, his hands holding you possessively yet delicately.

He places you sideways on the bed and pulls the covers over you. Once he's made sure that you’re comfortable, he gets in the bed with you, pulling the covers over him too. He presses your back against his chest and wraps a protective arm around your waist, his hands sliding under your shirt in order to feel your warm skin. He rests his head on top of yours and inhales your scent because he missed your presence. He pulls his hand away from your waist and gently lifts your head up so that you could rest on his bicep. Once he's made sure that your head is placed comfortably on his arm and there's no sign of discomfort on your face, he brings down his other hand back to your stomach and places it in its previous position. Except this time, he gently caresses your skin and pulls you even closer to him.

His huge muscular frame envelops you into a comfortable sleep. A small smile tugs at the corner of your lips right before you completely pass out.

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Shy Neighbour Nanami wakes up at 6AM, his mind occupied by thoughts of you.

Shy Neighbour Nanami heads towards the shower, thinking about what you would be up to right now.

Shy Neighbour Nanami comes out of the shower smelling like clean soap, having his hands wrapped around his aching cock. He walks over to his bed and sits down, gently moving his fingers up and down his cock in mastered rhythm, trying to contain his arousal because the images of your perfect body with no clothes on crossed his mind.

Shy Neighbour Nanami sighs in frustration as he touches his tip, precum already forming on his head.

Shy Neighbour Nanami forces himself to get off his bed and puts his clothes on. His thick cock fighting back to be touched once again, but he has to get ready for work. When he puts his clothes on, he notices the visible bulge in his pants. He curses your name under his breath because he hates the effect you have on him.

Shy Neighbour Nanami makes breakfast as he daydreams about how pleasant it would be if he could make you breakfast. He sits down on his dining table and looks at the chair across him, imagining your presence. His cock reacts once again, bulging against his fabric, begging to be touched. He hisses in irritation and grabs his cock, rubbing his hand over the swollen area, trying to calm himself down.

Shy Neighbour Nanami waits at the window and watches you exit your house. He immediately rushes out of his house - making it seem like you both were leaving for work at the same time. Before even locking his door, he turns towards you and smiles at you and is caught off guard when he catches your gaze already on him. “What a coincidence, huh?” you comment, and a shy “y-yes,” escapes his lips. “Well, see you in the evening then,” you say and wait for his response. He simply nods, unable to speak because you're right in front of him. You smile and turn away, walking towards your car. He watches you walk away, hips swaying seductively at him, your curves inviting danger.

Shy Neighbour Nanami gathers himself together and clears his throat. He heads towards his car and drives for work. His cheeks turn a light shade of pink when he thinks about the short conversation he had with you.

Shy Neighbour Nanami spends his entire day at work, with recurring thoughts of you and your smile. He cannot wait to go home. To get a glance of you. To talk to you again.

Shy Neighbour Nanami reaches home at the same time as you. “Wanna come over to have a drink?” you ask him. He pretends to think about the offer, not wanting to sound desperate when the “yes” slips out of his lips. He watches as your face lights up, a small grin playing over your tempting mouth. “Perfect!” you exclaim.

Shy Neighbour Nanami enters your house and before he even knew it, he's sitting on your sofa, drinking a glass of wine. After an hour, he gets up to leave. Thanking you for the drink. “No problem,” you say, your cheeks red because you had a little too much to drink, and your mind was also filled with distracting thoughts. He finds your flushed expression adorable and fights the urge to kiss you on the cheek. He nods his head and turns to leave.

Shy Neighbour Nanami feels a hand pull the back of his shirt and is forced to suddenly turn around. Before he could even process what was happening, he feels your lips crashing into his. He stands still for a couple of seconds but immediately takes control of the situation and kisses you back. You wrap your arms around his shoulder and he encourages you to wrap your legs around his waist. He lifts you up with ease and mumbles between kisses, “this is wrong”. You kiss him desperately and let out a disapproving moan, disagreeing with him. This, in fact, was good. This was what you wanted to do with him for a long time.

Shy Neighbour Nanami pushes you on the sofa, his kisses eager and deep. He sucks at the sensitive spots on your neck and nibbles playfully at your ear. You giggle under his touch and he pulls back to admire your beautiful face. “What?” you ask shyly, trying to cover your face with your hands.

Shy Neighbour Nanami reaches out and holds your hands, pinning them to your sides. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispers so you realise that the words were only meant for you. Your face turns red in response and he chuckles at your expression.

Shy Neighbour Nanami leans forward, his breath warm against your ear, “I crave you, y/n”.

Little does he know you crave him too.

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He eats you out in order to make up for his mistake - (JJK fic or anyone you like)

(The ‘He’ can be anyone you want. Gojo, Nanami, Geto, Choso, Toji, Sukuna, the choice is yours<3)

This blog contains NSFW content so MDNI!!!

With that being said, i hope you enjoy (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡

You and him have been living together for almost a month now. Before moving in, you guys have been dating each other for over a year. Moving in together was a big step and at first, you and him were nervous about this decision. But as the days passed by, you guys found it rather comforting and safe in each other's presence. Ofcourse, living together has its own pros and cons, but the pros outweighed the cons. The thing now is that you guys have a lot of time to spend together and well, the ‘spending time together’ meant showing one another how much you loved each other. And that meant a lot of physical activity.

Each day spent together increased the yearning for one another and now, it was hard for you guys to stay apart for a long time. Wanting each other turned into needing each other and needing each other turned into yearning for one another. But you guys couldn't help it.

It was one of those days where you had just come home from work but you still had a meeting to attend. You walk into your apartment and remove your shoes, placing them on the shoe rack.

“I'm home, honey.” you say, calling out to him. You look towards the kitchen and see him walking towards you, a proud grin on his face.

“There's my baby girl.” he says, closing the distance between the two of you and leaning in for a kiss. His hands subconsciously resting on your lower back as he pulls your body against his. He pulls back and kisses your cheek before asking, “how was your day, love?”

You sigh, giving him a tired look. “Hectic. I have another meeting to attend right now.”

“What?” he frowns, “can't they give you a break?”

“Well,” you say, while you stand on your toes to peck him on his cheek, “they don't care. But look at you, dressed in an apron?” you scan him from head to toe, a small smile playing on your lips.

His frowning expression turns soft. A shy look taking over his face. “I thought I'd make you something special. You know, for working so hard.”

You giggle at his remark and softly peck him on his lips before saying, “thank you. You have no idea how much this means to me. But I'll be right back. I have a meeting to attend, remember?”

He nods understandingly and you make your way to your work desk. You close the door behind you, put your bag down, open your laptop and log into the meeting. For about twenty minutes, your focus is completely on the meeting. But then you see the door to your room is slightly being opened.

“Baby?” you call out. He enters the room, apron off - his shirtless body standing at the entrance of your door.

“What are you doing?” you ask in a hissed voice, eyes wide. You watch him as he confidently yet gently walks over to you, stopping right in front of your desk. “Love, what are you-” But before you could complete your sentence, his frame is immediately next to yours, and he quietly rests on his knees. “Baby-” you begin to say but stop your words when he slowly rests his head on your lap.

“I missed you, baby,” he says, neediness in his voice.

“I did too but this is not the right time to-”

“Shhh,” he whispers. “You don't know what I mean.”

“What has gotten into you?” you ask in a low voice. You look at your laptop screen and sigh in relief when you see that you’re on mute.

“It's just…I missed you. A lot,” he says, his head still rested on your lap.

“I did too, baby but-” but right before you could complete your sentence, you watch his hands tenderly yet forcefully pull your legs apart.

“What are you doin-” you begin to argue but he places a finger on his lips, commanding you to be quiet. He licks his lips when he sees your legs spread apart, revealing your red lace underwear. Regardless of being pissed at him for acting so carelessly during this situation, you can’t help but feel turned on by his actions.

“Let me prove to you how much I missed you,” he says and before you knew it, he buries his face in between your legs, inhaling your scent. You squirm under his sudden movement and a proud smile spreads across his lips. He gently nibs your underwear with his tongue and your hands immediately cover your mouth to muffle a moan.

“Is everything okay y/n?” a person in the meeting asks. That's when you realise that your camera was still switched on and your face drops in horror.

“Whoops,” you hear him say, his face still buried between your legs as he begins to draw small circles on your underwear. You push his face away and look at your laptop, “yes, sir. Everything is fine. I just hurt my toe.” The person on the other end does not say anything, just nods his head and concludes the meeting without any explanation.

“Fuck!” you exclaim in annoyance.

“What's the matter, baby?” he says, acting oblivious.

“What did you just do?” you ask, anger filled in your voice.

“I was just-” but before he could complete his sentence, you get up on your feet and walk away from him and head towards the door.

“You were just what? Do you not know what you have just done!” Before you left the room, you turned back to look at him - giving him a disapproving look. You watch his expression change from playful to instant regret. “Oh god, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to upset you like that, baby,” he says as he sprints to his feet and rushes to you. Just before he could get to you, you slam the door on his face. “Don't talk to me!” you exclaim in anger. You stride towards your room but before you could enter your room, you feel a pair of hands grabbing you from the waist and pulling your body towards them.

“I made a mistake, I'm sorry. Now please, let me make it up to you.” he pleads, his cheeks flushed red as he fights back tears.

“How could you do this to me?” you say, freeing yourself from his grip and turning in his direction to look at him.

“I'm sorry. I really am, baby,” he pleads, his voice coming out dense and low. You open your mouth to say something but before you could process any words, he lifts you up and takes you to the bedroom, gently placing you down on the bed as he sits at your feet. “Baby, I'm sorry,” he says once again, his voice filled with regret. You can't help but feel bad by the way you lashed out at him.

You let out a disappointed sigh, “please don't ever do that again.”

“I promise,” he says while nodding.

You smile at him, cup his face in your hands and gently kiss him. He returns your kiss, but with more passion and eagerness. He pushes you on your back and straddles you. His kiss is deep and desperate - making it seem like this is what he's been thinking about all day. He pulls back from your lips and helps you remove your clothes, urgency in his movements. Once you've got nothing on but your red lace panties on, a grin takes over his face and he places himself between your thighs. “I've been wanting to taste you the entire day,” he says as he once again buries his face in between your legs. Your hips thrust against his face in response and he considers this as an invitation to take your panties off. You look at him with desire in your eyes and lift your hips, encouraging him to remove the last piece of your clothing. He takes your panties towards his nose and lets out a low growl when he inhales your wetness. Your thighs squeeze shut in response, unable to handle the lust that fills your body. A mischievous smile spreads across his face when he sees the way your body reacts to him and without hesitation, he spreads your legs open and lets his tongue do the magic. He licks your sensitive bud and hums in pleasure when he feels your hands running through his hair, pulling him closer to your centre.

“You drive me crazy, baby.” he says, increasing his pace on your sweet dripping cunt. You bite the back of your hand, muffling the moans that are fighting to escape your throat. “Cum for me. Show me how much you missed me,” he says, teasing you while tenderly nibbling your clit. You couldn't hold it in any longer. A loud moan of pleasure escapes your lips as you finally let yourself free. Your legs tremble around him but he's not done yet. He continues to devour your pussy and does not stop until he’s fully cleaned you with his tongue.

Once he's proud of work and sees you lying down with a flush expression on your face, he smiles at you proudly and nuzzles your neck in appreciation before saying, “That's my good girl.”

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