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hi luv! i was wondering if u can write what would happen if the jjk men caught the reader touching themselves. if it’s not too much to ask :)

JSJSJS YES YES

Characters: gojo satoru x geto suguru x nanami kento x f!reader

Cw : nsfw, minors dni, gojo satoru is a warning itself, oral. (f. receive) orgasm denial

𝘎𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘶

✫ He likes to watch you when you touch yourself on a regular basis so it doesn't change much when he catches you 𝘣𝘶𝘵 he's GOJO SATORU so of course he teases you about it like a little shit he is.

✫ "awe you just need me touch this cute little cunt of yours?" "Now don't be so shy, you wanted this didn't you?" "Moan louder fr'me sweetheart"

𝘎𝘦𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘶

✫ Just like gojo he's a tease when he catches you 𝘣𝘶𝘵 he will make you sit on his face. He 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 it when you grind you cunt on his face.

✫ "come on darlin', ride my face" "𝘮𝘮𝘮𝘱𝘧! just like that" "gonna cum? Already? But I've barely started" "𝘺𝘦𝘴! 𝘺𝘦𝘴! cum on my face, make a mess on me baby"

𝘕𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘪 𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰

✫ He will be furious why would you touch yourself when he is right there to make you cum? So he of course doesn't let you cum or touch him.

✫ "darling, are you gonna cum?" "Keep your hands to yourself" "you just had to touch yourself, you couldn't wait for me?" "𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 cum till I say so"

♡︎ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩 ♡︎

If JJK men caught you touching yourself

Cw: nsfw, minors dni, gojo satoru is a warning himself, oral. (f! recieve), orgasm denial

Toji fushiguro's kinks

Cw: hate sex, orgasm denial, nipple play, size kink, degradation

Toji is so hot

Cw: praise, degradation, toji being a hot mf

Possessive nanami

Cw: spanking, oral (m! receive)

✰ 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵...

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♡︎ 𝙉𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙜𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 ♡︎

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𝗥𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝘀: open

𝗟𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝘂𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱: 22nd May 2022

𝗠𝗶𝗻𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗱𝗻𝗶

My requests are finally open !!

‼ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ˢᵉⁿᵈ ᵐᵉ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ‼

Send me thirsts im bored and horny 🤪

SCHOOL IS KICKING MY ASS SO ILL WRITE ONCE IM FREE 😭

I have two fanfics that I've planned to write so requests are closed again sadly but thirsts are always open!!

Hiiii ! hope u doin well , i saw ur requests r open sooo... im heree I'm bored and horny as well 😐 Can i request hate sex w possessive hubby nanami😋 plss.

Notes: your wish is my command <3 i wrote this really long ago so it may have some mistakes,, I forgot to post this lmao

Warnings: spanking, oral. (male receiving)

Characters: nanami x f!reader | gojo and geto are mentioned

Masterlist

𝗠𝗶𝗻𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁

♧︎︎︎☘︎♧︎︎︎☘︎♧︎︎︎☘︎♧︎︎︎☘︎♧︎︎︎☘︎♧︎︎︎☘︎♧︎︎︎☘︎♧︎︎︎☘︎♧︎︎︎☘︎♧︎︎︎☘︎♧︎︎︎☘︎♧︎︎︎☘︎♧︎︎︎☘︎♧︎︎︎☘︎♧︎︎︎☘︎♧︎︎︎

Nanami was working overtime for the 4th time this week. Its not like he wanted to work, some idiot messed the project he was working on. He was already too tired, annoyed and frustrated, and of course to make things worse he catches his pretty wife flirting with his co-worker.

Stupid. It was a stupid idea. Listening to gojo and flirting with geto was the most stupid thing you could've ever done, well now you're paying the price.

"In my defence, it was all gojo's plan" you whisper as nanami is stroking your thighs "well, don't you think its a little late to apologise hm?" He says lowly, while slowly going to your clothed cunt and kissing it, making you moan softly.

"Come here" he ordered pointing at his lap, you knew better to disobey him, slowly you crawled toward him and lied on your stomach, keeping your ass up in the air. "Now count, if you mess up I'll start again. Can your pretty self can that f'me huh?" He was teasing you, God it was so hot. "yea, I can" you mutter lowly,

Slap!

"What was that? I couldn't hear you, what happened to that bitchy mouth of yours?" he keeps embarrassing you, making you turn away from him and hiding your face with the palm of your hand. It was all too much, the way he keeps touching you, the way he is grabbing your ass, you needed him so bad. "Ah- slow down please!" You begged. "I thought I told you to count" he says, almost shouting at you almost. He spanks you again, making you moan "o-one!" you scream, God it felt so painfully good. "Its two baby, did I already make you dumb? I've barely started. Looks like we have start over" he says lowly, like he wanted you to mess up. He slaps the curve of your ass again "one!" and again "t-two!" and again "th-ree!!" again "four!" till you are begging him to stop. "P-Please! I can't take it anymore" you begged him. "if you want me to stop then why is your little cunt so wet huh?" he asked, amused by the way you keep begging and crying.

"Alright then, get on your knees" you obeyed, slowly getting down on your knees and taking his girthy cock out. Placing kitten licks all over it, gaining a grunt from him made you more confident as you take him in your mouth. He grabbed your hair and shoved it down making you gag around his length, tears streaming down as he keeps face fucking you.

"You wanted me to fuck your pretty face didn't you?"

Before you could respond ropes of cum hit the back of your throat, you swallow it and open your mouth to show it to him. He grabs you and takes you to your shared bedroom, bending you over the bed.

"We have a long night ahead of us, baby"

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵... 02

Nanami having a a major breeding kink so, he keeps fucking me over and over and over till I'm completely filled to the brim with his thick and sticky cum. At the end of the night I make sure to keep his cock nice and warm for taking care of me <3

Kinktober Day 6: One Night Stand

Nanami Kento x you

Contents: fem!reader x Nanami (JJK), honestly not very kinky and I actually hate this and it’s barely edited but here it is

W/C: 3k

So I think this is overthought and overworked and mostly just nonsense but I love this man and my brain ran away with me, I’ll make it up with filth soon don’t worry <3

Kinktober Masterlist | General Masterlist | AO3

You couldn’t place your finger on why, but the moment you laid your eyes on the man at the bar, you were drawn to him.

He had a certain presence around him, commanding. He was attractive, obviously, with neat, parted blonde hair and a jaw sharp enough to cut glass. He was tall too, and well built - a fact you could ascertain even though he was wearing a perfectly tailored pinstripe suit. Honestly, everything about him seemed perfect to the point of obsession - his tie knotted impeccably, the pin exactly straight and his shirt tucked neatly, even though it was long after the usual 9-5 hours.

But he looked tired. Drooping eyes with dark bags under them, and he hadn’t lifted his gaze from the glass of bourbon nestled in his hand except to ask the bartender for a refill. He seemed powerful and stoic, and he looked very much like you wanted to be alone. But just in case he didn’t, maybe you should give him an option…

You finished your drink, grabbing your things from the small corner booth to perch at the bar. You were only a few stools away now, but you were too nervous to speak to him directly, opting instead to order a drink from the bartender. The same as always: a martini, gin, dry, twist. The only ‘classy’ cocktail you could stomach. He nodded at you, moving to make it, and you watched, only drawn away for a moment to check yourself in your compact. You would probably have to freshen up after this drink but your make up was still relatively intact - one of the few perks of working an office job for years.

You put your purse away, looking up to see the bartender placing down your drink… that was wrong. It had an olive. You hate olives. You glanced up, not wanting to complain, only to see that he had his back to you. And there was no way in hell you were going to try and get his attention…

“Excuse me, Sir…” you heard a smooth voice say, and saw the man beside you lift his arm to beckon the barkeep back. “She ordered a twist, not an olive.” He was blunt in the way he spoke, but not rude. Commanding and polite. And he had noticed your order, noticed you. It made you blush.

“Oh, I’m so sorry about that. I’ll remake it right away.”

“Thank you.” He replied, smiling wordlessly at you as he continued to drink.

“Thank you,” you managed to choke out, forcing yourself to ignore the anxiety ringing in the back of your mind, “I never would’ve asked.”

“It’s not a problem.” You smiled again, trying to think of something to say to keep the conversation going, but to your surprise, he was the one who continued, “I’m Nanami, by the way.” You introduced yourself just as your fresh drink was served. You thanked the bartender while he apologised profusely, although you couldn’t help but notice that he was aiming most of his regrets at Nanami.

“I haven’t seen you here before.” He muttered once the barkeep had gone, his eyes never wavering from yours.

“No, it’s my first visit here. My office just moved location to a few streets down, so I figured I would test some of the bars in the area.” You paused, cautious of how fast you were talking. Relax. “Do you come here often?” He nodded, taking a sip of his drink.

“Depends on how late I’m working, but at least weekly.”

“What do you do?”

You hadn’t realised how close you had moved to him until your knee hit his while you were listening to him talk. You must have been leaning in subconsciously, mesmerised by him, but by the smirk on his lips halfway through his sentence, he didn’t mind.

“Sorry, I’ve been going on… I have a lot of enthusiasm for anything besides my work…”

“What’s your plan then? If you don’t enjoy your work, what are you aiming for at the end of it?” He cocked his head at the candour of your question, a more serious expression falling over his face.

“I… I want a house by the beach. A life without working hours. Or maybe just a job that… makes a difference. A real difference to real people, not just to the top 1%. I don’t really mind beyond that.” He sighed, finishing his drink quietly. You could see a lot of yourself reflected in his attitude. You wanted nothing more than to escape the routine, the boredom of it all, the constant feeling of worthlessness you were burdened with from working in finance. You just wanted something outside of that monotony. Outside of the greyscale.

He laughed humourlessly, placing his empty glass on the bar.

“Sorry, I ruined the mood.”

“No, no, I was just… well, I was just thinking about how nice that sounded.” You smiled at him, but it took a moment to realise that your hand had fallen to his thigh. You blushed, embarrassed, starting to remove it but he stopped you, his own hand falling on top of yours. Cold, but not uncomfortably so, his long fingers wrapping around your palm, thumb drawing lazy circle on your wrist.

“Did you maybe want to grab another drink at mine? It’s only a few streets away and the bar’s closing soon…”

“I’d love to.”

It had started raining, and you hadn’t brought a jacket with you. Luckily, you didn't mind the rain, a fact he seemed appalled by when you walked straight out into it without batting an eye. He didn’t have much of a choice but to follow, your hand still wrapped in his. You were both soaking by the time you reached the lobby of his apartment building, dripping in the elevator as you made your way up the many floors. You watched the number tick up hand in hand, your head rested gently on his shoulder. It would’ve been a good time to kiss him, but something stopped you. Something told you if you kissed him now, the night would end. You would fuck and fall asleep in each other’s arms and then you would never talk again. You didn’t want that. You found him fascinating, and as much as you wanted to fuck him, you weren’t ready for the night to be over.

His apartment was gorgeous - panoramic views of the city, minimal but tasteful furnishings, and a beautiful floor-to-ceiling book shelf full to the brim of classic literature. You made a beeline for it as soon as you had removed your shoes, the first time since you left the bar that you had let go of his hand, although it somehow felt colder now it was gone. You recognised a few titles, running your fingers over the spines as you read the names to yourself, marvelling at the perfectly alphabetised collection.

“I don’t know why I keep buying them - I haven’t had a chance to read them all yet. Not enough time.” He had moved beside you, arm touching yours with a warmth you hadn’t expected. He had taken off his suit jacket, his shirt almost completely dry beneath it, a welcome feeling next to your bare arms.

“I’ll help you.” You mused quietly, “We can divide and conquer.” He smiled at that warmly, his eyes seeming to brighten with it. After a blissful second, he seemed to come to his senses, tearing his eyes away from you and sighing in a way that suggested frustration with himself.

“Oh I’m sorry, you’re soaked through, let me get you a towel…” Before you could object he had rushed away, and taken his warmth with him, but he had left you smiling like a school girl.

After you had dried off just enough to not drip rainwater all over his floor, he offered you a drink. You accepted gratefully, and he motioned you to his sofa. You sat at the far end, curling your legs up so you could face him. There was something hypnotic about the way he moved. It was almost lyrical, the fluidity of his arms as he reached to grab a pair of tumblers from his cupboard, the ease with which he opened the scotch bottle, the ever so slight strain of his shirt buttons as he walked. He handed you the drink, fingers brushing slightly, and you thanked him, taking a sip and nestling it carefully in your palm. He had sat close to you, achingly close, the side of his thigh pressed tightly against your shins. It was comforting.

You couldn’t help but watch as he got comfortable in his own home, removing his cufflinks and rolling up his sleeves, meticulously intruding and folding his tie, placing it carefully on the table next to the cufflinks, undoing just his top shirt button, allowing you to steal a glance at his collarbone and the hollow of his neck. You wanted nothing more than to run your tongue across the pale skin there, hear his groan into your ear…

You snapped out of your daydream when he started to talk, taking a sip of scotch to wake yourself up.

“I’m glad you moved to sit at the bar tonight.” You nearly spit out your drink.

“How do you…” You hadn't seen him look up from his drink once all evening, so you weren't sure when he had time to notice you…

“I saw you come in.” You laughed in disbelief, a playful smile falling across your lips, but he looked serious. “You looked tired. Frustrated. You were squinting at your phone and nearly bumped into three people on your way to a booth.” Jesus, he really had noticed you. “And then you put your phone away, and I could see your whole body visibly relax. You were just watching people, looking at the world go by. I couldn't tell, but I thought you might've been…”

“What?” You whispered, whole body tense as you listened to him speak about you in such vivid clarity.

“Sad. You looked sad, at the lives other people seemed to have. The joy. Not jealous, just… resigned to the fact you don’t have that.” God, he was good. You chuckled without warmth, casting your eyes away from his and to your drink.

“You should be a shrink, you know…”

“No I just… I know that look.” You smiled, tucking your legs up to your chest and draping your arm across the back of the sofa. He wrapped his arm around your legs in a way that seemed instinctive, natural even, pulling you into his chest just a little bit, just enough to feel that gorgeous warmth emanating from him again. “So, what does your future look like? Away from a corporate life?” He echoed your earlier question, and you thought for a moment, gazing into his eyes, hoping for some inspiration.

“A cottage in the countryside, maybe in a historic village somewhere. A sprawling garden with runner ducks and cats and fruit trees. A vintage sewing machine and a record player and a library.” You paused, taking a sip of your drink to try and pull yourself away from your imaginary life before you got too attached. “I just want my future to be something… relaxing, and beautiful. Something or somewhere I can be content. And if I have to work, let it be somewhere I can make a difference. Even if I’m not happy, as long as I’m making a difference...” He began to run his fingers across your thigh in slow circles, his deep brown eyes scanning your face with an intensity you’d never seen before. It was… recognition. Acknowledgment.

“To being content… or making a difference.” he muttered, raising his glass to you, and you repeated the toast, lightly touching the rim to his before finishing the last of it.

You had just started to talk about something trivial when he noticed you shivering. You honestly hadn't even realised, so hypnotised by him that you didn't quite feel real, your body taking over while your mind just let itself admire him. His hand slipped over yours, a concerned look crossing his face.

“You’re freezing.”

“I’m fine, really…”

“No, you’re shivering. Let me get you a blanket or…”

“Or…” you paused, placing down your glass and allowing your now free hand to fall to his chest, “maybe you’ll could think of a creative way to warm me up…” His whole demeanour shifted, the worry replaced with a dark expression, a smirk falling to his lips.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah…” You muttered in response, stretching your leg across his laps and shifting your hips so you were straddling him, lips now only inches from his. “I heard it’s always best to take off wet clothes…” Your lack of recent flirting practice was showing, and you almost cringed at your own awful line, but the noise was stifled in your throat as he firmly pulled your lips to his. He breathed up into you, needy hands in your hair and teeth catching your lips as you smiled against him, settling your hips onto his lap. It didn't take long for his hands to fall to your waist, squeezing the soft flesh there in a way that made you whine, grinding down onto him ever so slightly.

“God, been thinking about this since I saw you walk into tonight…” he breathed against your collarbone, pressing a sloppy kiss there as you tried to catch your breath. You ran your nails through his hair as he did, and his teeth caught you, biting down and sucking in a deliciously painful way that was sure to leave a mark. It made your hips buck even more, so sensitive after making yourself wait longer than you ever would have for a one night stand, and you could feel him growing hard against you now. He pulled off your soaking top, leaving you in your bra and skirt as your fingers fell to his shirt buttons, deftly undoing them and running your hands over the broad expanse of muscle there. You needed him closer, but even as you pulled his chest against you, it wasn't enough. You needed him inside you.

“You look perfect like this…” he muttered, hands falling to your hips and rocking you back and forth against his length, your core throbbing, and you were already panting with need.

“Nanami…” You could already barely speak, wound up from hours of tension and obsession, needing release, needing something to alleviate the aching that was threatening to tear through you. “I…” The words didn't come, so you moved your hands to his trousers instead, trying to undo the button there but they were shaking. He caught what you were trying to say quickly, gently moving your hands and doing it himself, pulling himself from his boxers. He was bigger than you expected, the tip pink and leaking as it bounced against his stomach. You were impatient, not wanting to undress any more, setting yourself up perfectly above him and pulling your panties to the side. Your core was soaking, so ready for him, but his hands on your hips paused you. One trailed up to your face, holding you by the chin and pulling your lips to his.

“That’s better…” he whispered before releasing you, letting your forehead fall to his before you finally sunk down onto his cock. You both groaned with the feeling, your open mouths meeting briefly as you took more of him into you. The stretch was painful, but in such a perfect way it didn’t matter, and as your lips parted, your breathing got heavy in the small space between you. Your hips met his, and you moaned, feeling so completely and perfectly full. The hands that had settled on your hips moved to your ass and began to guide you up and down, gripping tight as you slowly lifted yourself off, savouring the feeling of him dragging inside your walls. Your arms draped around his neck, pulling him closer as you rode him until you were breathless, your sweat and pants filling the air between you. You were getting close quickly, the angle he was hitting mixed with the way your sensitive clit was grinding against him with every thrust. He was marking you now, hard love bites across your chest that made you whine, the sting delicious, and your hips started to stutter.

“I… oh fuck… I’m close Nanami.” It was electric, every single time he touched you sending you to new level of pleasure and you couldn’t help but moan unabashedly.

“Mhm… I’m close too…. never wanted anything… more than this… fuck…” His ramblings against your chest was enough to send you over the edge, blinding pleasure washing over you in waves as you felt him reach his peak too, hot seed filling you as you tried to catch your breath, body falling limp against his shoulder.

You showered together. Talked some more. Had another drink. Fucked again. He ate you out until you were writhing on the bed, screaming his name. Then you fell asleep with his arm wound tightly around your waist.

You woke up before him. Quietly collected your things and slipped out.

You wanted to leave your number. You really did. But even though you’d only met him a few hours ago, you knew he was the only thing that could keep you in the city. After everything you spoke about, everything you dreamed about with him the night before, you were done with the city. You needed out. You wanted back to your old life.

You had been offered a position at your alma mater a few months back. It was dangerous to be a Jujutsu Sorcerer, so you had declined, but you knew now this way of living was much more deadly.

Maybe that was the reason you had been drawn to him. Maybe he was the push you needed to finally be who you were.

he’s a tired boy (blurb)

CW: smut, rimjob & handjob.

The urge to take care of your tired hardworking boyfriend (Osamu Miya or Nanami Kento) after a particularly long day of work. He wants to fuck you good like he usually does but you won’t let him have his way today. Instead you give him a long hot bath with a good thorough scrub that has him smelling like flowers and leaves his skin feeling so soft. And then you give him a massage that has him seeing stars and of course you can’t resist giving him a happy ending resulting in you eating his ass while vigorously rubbing his rock hard cock reducing him to a moaning mess. After all that, you casually lead him to the kitchen to spoon feed him and whisper sweet words that make him blush. And as he sits there, basking in all the love, he can’t help but be thankful for you. That and think of a way to make it up to you, his perfect little wife.

i saw this as a headliner for sum smuts before and I've tried searching for the source but couldn't cus it all j led back to tumblr lol 😆 but does anyone know the source manga or sumthin for this snu snu scene?

A/N: As my 2 year anniversary here in Tumblr... why not treat myself to another thirst?👀

He say he wanna touch it, and tease it, and squeeze it

While my piggy bank is hungry, my n**, you need to feed it.~

men who will spoil the shit out of you. giving you any kinds of gifts everytime you two see each other. men who will protect you from filthy men, either a look or a touch. men who will take you out to a fancy dinner, kisses your ring on your left ring finger. men who will put a hand on you thigh as you drive back to your lovely home. men who will carry you on their shoulder as they make their way to you bedroom. gently puts you down on the bed and ravish you like a starved man you know he is.

stimulating your clit as his other free hand roams around your body, memorizing how smooth it feels under his hands. kisses you on your neck, working his way down as he reaches his destination. basically, worshipping your body.

◇ Kuroo Tetsurou, Gojo Satoru, Nanami Kento, Tartaglia, Diluc Ragvindr, Al Haitham, Ayato Kamisato, Ushijima Wakatoshi, Kenma Kozume, Zhongli, Kita Shinsuke, Daichi Sawamura, Oikawa Tooru

"cmon baby one more..." he coos into your ear, nails still digging into the fleshy fat of your ass as he guides your hips up and down on his girthy cock. he was determined to get one more orgasm from you. he had to.

it felt like forever. you had been bouncing up and down on his shaft for what felt like ages. you couldn't even recall when it all had started. one orgasm to another, he simply couldn't get enough. he was addicted.

you felt that same knot in your stomach tighten again, this time it was much tighter and intense. the grip you had on his shoulders tightened, your nails engraving small crescents.

your boyfriend had noticed this, he swiftly grabs onto your waist, lifting you up and slamming himself into you at an cervix bruising pace. it was so quick you could barely could even process your own high approaching by second. then you felt it.

back arched, eyes rolled all the way back, jaw dropped, legs trembling. it was intense and heavenly. you've never felt anything so good in your life. it was so good that you didn't even notice the fluid you had squirted everywhere.

as you came back down from your high you realized your boyfriends thrusts had came to an abrupt end. "w-whyd you stop?" you ask, somewhat disappointed. but your boyfriend was looking into your eyes, a cheeky smirk plastered all over his face. "dirty girl- you squirted on me..." he panted out, slowly beginning to buck his hips into your cunt again.

you notice the tacky thin layer of liquid painted between your thighs and his lap. you let out a breathy sigh before your boyfriend whispers into your ear.

"y'think you could do that again for me pretty?"

gojo, geto, nanami, kirishima, hawks, denki, eren, jean + any of ur favs !!

AIGHT MY ASS CANT FOCUS ON ONE THING SO...

Mappa did this on purpose.Those who read this early I have not finished this the internet just hates me an decided to post my work early.

Tw:rough sex,hints of jelousy,established relationship, hair pulling,random weird man,mentions of aftercare,choking,breeding kink,face sitting,fingering,mentions of children,cockwarming,loss of virginity,The last line if ya know ya know

"Y/n, Im home,"Nanami called out.But all he had gotten as a response was silence.Odd.You normally greated him when he came home,that's what nanami thought, so when he walked through the house to see you weren't there,he began to worry.Was this his punishment for being engaged while a jujutsu sorcerer.

He paced around calling out your name until he spots on the frigde as he walk into the kitchen a note he hadn't before noticed.

"Babysitting.be back by 8, food's in the oven. See you xoxoxo <3"

Although he feels the urge to sigh on how you didn't text him prior,he feels a sense of warmth at your words scribbled across the back of a torn piece of scrap paper you had found somewhere.Did this mean he wasn't going to track you down and watch over you. Nope!

After a while Nanami found himself outside a small house in Yamanshi-Cho. knocking on the door and waiting for a reply.When it doesnt come he peers through the window knowing that what he is doing is inappropriate but for you he has too.Only when he seeks you out does he find a child laying on your chest sleeping soundly with you.He chuckles as he leaves the window,image of you snoring,drool slipping past you lips,neat hair a mess.

"Um excuse me?Do you have any business here?"Voice asks with peaked curiosity,as nanami turns he sees an elderly man with teeth black or missing , back hunched and frame leaning on a cane. "Yes, im here for my fiance, I brought her lunch" he says lifting up the paperbag,with a stoic expression on his face.

"Prove it."

"Excuse me."

The tension had somehow built to an immesurable peak, and Nanami couldn't help but notice how the man before him reaked with envy.

"What is your issue with me being here?"

"CAUSE THATS MY FUCKIN DOOR!"

"Im just trying to deliver food to my fiance-"

"Your bitch aint here!"The elderly man swaying drunkly yells causing a ruckus.

The door opens to said ruckus revealing your slightly tired form and a child no older than three held against your hip in your arms. "Mr.Horuda,you're back,"and as if on que he flips a switch,voice turning into a sickly sweetness as he attempts to flirt with you,nanamis fiance,right infrony of him."Is it me or have you turned into a model from the time I left,"You giggle nervously as you hand him back his grandson, with sad eyes "Sasuke-tan , unfortunately we can't play now but I'll see you soon.Thank you Mr.Horuda for letting me take care off..."Only at that moment had you seen nanami,looking as aloof as you left him."Nanami?!What are you doing here?!"

"I came to pick you up.I brought food."He says as he begins to walk away,you give sasuke one final hug before you run off to catch up to nanami "Bye bye sasuke!"You call out,waving over you shoulder,just in time for you to see him repeatedly opening and closing his fists babbling at you.

"Nanami did you pick me up just so could take me on a date to meguro-gawa?"You giggle pinkies intertwined as you walk down the pavement with him."Actually I wanted to dicuss something."are the words that leave his lips that intrugue you."I want a baby,"nanami starts your face flushes, as you begin to fully comprehend what he means."I specifically want a baby girl,but a boy is fine."

"W-what where did this come from?"

"From seeing you babysit,you were upset that you had to leave sasuke,"Nanami pulls you down onto a nearby bench,fully taking your hands in his own,eyes watching you red face begains to become somehow redder. "Nanami-kun..."You whisper,trying not to bring any attention to the two of you. "Of course if you don't want one,ill wait until your ready even if its forever." He mumbles out scooting closer to you."But understand this ,i will be at yout side no matter the choice."You feel yourself flush as you hug him burying yourself into his chest."Marry me,"

He lets out a soft chuckle "You already asked me and I said yes"

"Then marry me now"You pout lifting up your face to meet his,the sudden boldness making him flustered.

That's how you ended up at a love hotel in meguro,nanami pounding into your tight,virgin pussy,despite him not wanting to hurt you.But you loved it.Every second of it.

"Shit!I'm going fill you to the brim,my love."Yoir faced only flushed further at his words as he rammed into you,ass turning red from the constant slapping of nanamis thrust. "Na-Nanami,ah!"a sudden yelp leaves your lips as you squirm due to nanami hammering his cock into your cervix. In an attempt to hold you still he moves his hands from wrapped just under you breast to bruising you hips,but not even that worked so he did something you didn't expect but certainly didn't mind.

He grabs a fistful of your hair,pulling you back to him as you try to crawl away,spasmming from overstimulation."Kento-Ah!"You yelp out as his cock pummels your cervix.

"Good girl,suck me in an- nghh let me breed you..hmph!Shit!"He groans pausing every word to knock the air out of his lungs as your cervix's life seem to flash before its eyes.Your crying and shaking,tounge lolled out with your eyes rolled back from hours upon hours of cumming.

He'd thrown you on the bed when you had gotten to the love hotel,nipping at your neck as he had slipped you out of your clothes(constantly asking for reassurance of you being comfortable) and began to finger you with his thick fingers.At first it was one and within the span of five minutes he was prodding a fourth at your hole,tounge sucking at the bundle of nerves and eyes staring at your tear filled one before you dragging you to sit on his face demanding to be suffocated by your glorious mass if he was to die.

As you find yourself cumming for the fifth time you can't help but wonder how did you get into this,with your love ramming into your womb whispering sweet praise into your ear from behind with his hand either pressed around your neck like a necklace or his hand yanking on your hair like the reign to a horse when you try to escape.

You barely remember when you had been knocked out from nanami's thrust but you do remember how his sculpted torso pressed against yours as he collapsed by your side after a few seconds he wipes your hair out of your face ,lips gently planting a kiss on your lips .To which you smile"Oh so my baby girls awake,I didn't go to rough on you for your first time did I?"he says sitting up and crawling ontop of you to plant kisses on your shoulder"Mmmhh...don't care,kento..."you grumble out a little groggy from being rendered unconscious by your fiance's dick.

"Nanami."

"Yes,love?"

"Why did you want a girl more?"

"..."he pauses"I dont want him hogging you?"

"Is that why you havent pulled out yet"You chuckle,to which he chuckles back before sighing"Ill get something to clean you up"

"You too."

"Y/N you literally fell unconscious "

"Mrs nanami says let me take care of you"

He laughs at the fact you had already adopted his last name despite not yet being married.

"Kento,baby.I think you need a vacation?"You voice,he wants to protest his occupation as a sorcerer denies him that vacation but he allows you to speak since you seem persistent .

"Could we go to Malaysia after the kids are born?I want them to see it to."You smile,and nanami does too as you saying the word 'kids'.He was going to have a family and now he truly must protect you from everything.

"Malaysia...that sounds nice"