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now playing... CANDY

a ella le gusta vacilar, todos los weekenes' irse a janguear

ella es loquita pero dulce como candy

pairing: okkotsu yuuta x afab!reader

summary: when your boyfriend gets too hot and bothered at the club !

wc: 1.2k

cw: nsfw (MINORS + AGELESS BLOGS DNI), small letters just for the intro, aged up/18+ characters, college AU but that's just for context, established relationship, semi-public sex, implied sub!okkotsu, mentions of alcohol, mentions of weed, PERREO WOOHOO, light latinx culture symbolism, latinx coded reader + friends, yuuta is a horny lil mf who gets turned on by nothing rip, fingering, riding (reverse cowgirl included), mostly-clothed sex, food trading (just a lollipop), implied unprotected sex.

inspired by: candy by plan b & CANDY - Remix by ROSALÍA ft. Chencho Corlerone

A/N: LE GUSTA LO KINKY NASTY AUNQUE SEA FANCY SE PONE CRANKY SI LO HAGO ROMANTIC lol a fucking classic, yet another reggeaton song fic but this time jjk 0 got me in SHAMBLES im sorry kenken baby but you’ve gotta share sometimes fanks to my loyal beta @erenllegayseva n my darling love @cherrykamado who hopped on this madness when i reached out <33 los reales ANYWAY bone apple teeth ;P

“Aw c’mon, baby, lighten up. It’s going to be fun!”

Okkotsu now remembered your voice very clearly in the queue to enter the club, dressed up in a mini skirt and a skimpy top, clinging onto him to avert the eyes of hungry people trying to see what’s under those tight pieces of clothing. He found it so endearing still, even after more than a few months of dating, you stuck yourself to him as if he was the prize; so proud to have him as your boyfriend, the one and only.

The memory struck him like lightning, you were applying some lip gloss under the grim lights the lampposts grazed upon the poor innocent souls waiting for the turn in for a rather packed space condecorated with sticky flooring, impressive UV paintings on the walls, overpriced alcohol and bodies rubbing themselves against each other. Though the lighting was sketchy, you shone brighter than the sun in his eyes, and your lip gloss sparkled enough to blind anyone who turned in your direction.

Wait, Overpriced alcohol. Yes, that, cheap alcohol at that pre-game and the CBD pen he carried on that tiny shoulder purse were the reason he overlooked your comment at the queue. That seemingly innocent comment now made him wonder if this was you and your friends’ definition of fun.

Your plush ass bouncing against his crotch to the beat of the music.

It was fun; he found himself enjoying the apparently traditional way of dirty dancing amongst his girlfriend’s culture. You definitely thought it was fun, a dazed smile swirling at your lips despite the cherry candy lollipop stick stuck between them. Yuuta was even taught to grind back against you, his hands placed on your hips, slender fingers delving into the clothed skin.

“Go, white boy, go!” He had heard too many times to count with his own two hands, your friends dissipating his insecurities just as they coursed through his mind.

He had seen your perreo abilities before. Fun was one way to describe it. Except for the fact he was becoming intoxicated with your movements.

Cómo se siente - Remix was a particularly romantic song for those who had someone to mingle themselves with— of course, it was about sex, but the beat was lighthearted comparing to other hits that went through the night— and for once in a while you turned around to sing to your boyfriend, who looked down at you as your hand grazed his neck, toying with the hem of the long sleeve navy shirt. Yuuta was the one to initiate the kiss, giving straight away his intentions, if the growing boner in his pants wasn’t enough.

“Need ya’, I need you now” He slurred, more drunk on the fresh memory of your hips moving side to side than the substances he had taken. Your hips hit every single beat to perfection, ass jiggling along with the action made his mouth water in a way not even the Cuba libre couldn’t down.

Though you gave it, Okkotsu barely waited for your approval to swoop your wrist and drag you to the long hall of bathrooms, catching his lips in yours before the door was even closed, stumbling onto the tiny room.

“Please, please” He groaned, his hands ravaging your body under and over the clothes, sloppy open-mouthed kissing filling every inch of the length of your neck. Your perfume was only clouding his senses even further, the familiar scent now seemed to have foreign effects on his body.

“W-what has gotten into you?” You breathed out in a chuckle between moans, one of your perfectly styled brows quirking up. Though you played dumb over the growing wet patch dampening your panties, a bit fascinated with the way you were both on the same wavelength more times that you could count.

“Your dancing is so incredible, '' Okkotsu looked up at you, those entrancing eyes softening into those similar of a puppy, pupils noticeably dilated. He watched with a pout as a mischievous smile rose upon your lips slowly, in a way the Cheshire Cat would envy.

“I want you, please, I’ll be quick” Yuuta kept on whining, pulling your panties aside when you gave a frenetic nod of approval.

His breath hitched when he noticed you were near aroused as he was, rough-skinned fingers rubbing circles on that swollen nub soon had you mewling, knees weakening when he pumped his fingers in and out of your heat. His moans matched yours though he wasn’t even being touched in any shape or form. Your pleasure was his.

“C’mon baby, weren’t you desperate?” You taunted him with a coo. The music was loud enough to cover any sounds, including yours, inside the divided bathroom. Still, your voice bounced around the tiled walls, droopy eyes looking back up at his hungry ones.

“Uhu! S-sorry” He whimpered, allowing you to push him to sit at the closed toilet seat, rushedly pulling down his light wash jeans and underwear, his achingly hard cock slapping against his lower abdomen.

The stuffy secretive stall, the beat thumping over your moans, the steps outside, drunk girls chattering and the new lollipop swirling at your lips mindlessly as you pushed your limits to ride his cock had Okkotsu even more dazed and confused than he was before. His moans were sweet like the cherry candy you hid inside the material of your blouse, between your tits.

“Open” You ordered, and he familiarly stuck his tongue out for you “Hold this for me, mkay cupcake?” You hummed, sitting completely on his cock before placing the lollipop on his tongue after giving it a few licks yourself.

Without another word utter, you turned to give your back to him, his fingers not shying away from the curve of your ass, mouth watering around the hard candy. You sat there for a mere second before you recognized the song, his dark blue eyes widening as you rode his cock and bounced your ass to the beat of the song.

“Fuuuuuck, honey” Yuuta moaned, watching you put on a show for him. Not being able to contain his urges any further, a yelp left your mouth when he used the seemingly invisible strength to pull back up into your feet, back inevitably arching. You could feel his ragged breath and the lollipop stick grazing your neck, keen hands groping your tits until they were freed from the constraints of the skimpy blouse that bunched up mid-torso.

“Kiss me” You demanded. Yuuta pulled the sugared treat out of his mouth before pulling back by your neck and into a sloppy, wet kiss. Satisfying your wishes, his hips begun to create a new pace, one that let him appreciate well enough the way your ass jiggled with each thrust.

Yuuta’s hips rutted into you, in a similar manner to what they did earlier. The way he was thrusting into you seemed as though he wanted to fuck you into and through the cold wall, cheek pressed against it.

For the rest of the night, Okkotsu didn’t shy away to grind into you with force as he bent you down, feeling himself in the same way you and your group did. He did become worthy of earning impressed looks and teasing from your friends who saw him as the shy type earlier on. In response, he just shrugged, winked and smiled. A lollipop stick dangling from between his lips tugged into a smirk. Yes, dancing with you was fun.

#📸 — shameless srb <33 #yuta okkotsu #yuta x reader #yuta x y/n #jjk yuuta #yuuta okkotsu x you #yuta smut #jjk yuta #jjk okkotsu #jjk smut #jjk x reader #jjk x y/n #jjk x you

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LE GUSTA LO KINKY NASTY Y AUNQUE SEA FANCY SE PONE CRANKY SI LO HAGO ROMANTIC!! you don't get it you changed the trajectory of my life with that fic. so good. loved it.

stop. this almost made me cry ANON THANK YOU SM FOR READING AND THIS KIND ASK MSKFMSMFKALDLAKDK I—

#seriously sobbing rn i ran and showed this to my beta bf i can’t get over it #anyway i’m seriously considering on making it some sort of series/collection with other characters #hmmm i won’t say much but we’ll see #again GRACIAS POR TANTO SMDKKDDMKSKD #📷 — anons <3

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kentos-filmcamera · 2 years

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now playing... CANDY

a ella le gusta vacilar, todos los weekenes' irse a janguear

ella es loquita pero dulce como candy

pairing: okkotsu yuuta x afab!reader

summary: when your boyfriend gets too hot and bothered at the club !

wc: 1.2k

inspired by: candy by plan b & CANDY - Remix by ROSALÍA ft. Chencho Corlerone

“Aw c’mon, baby, lighten up. It’s going to be fun!”

Your plush ass bouncing against his crotch to the beat of the music.

“Go, white boy, go!” He had heard too many times to count with his own two hands, your friends dissipating his insecurities just as they coursed through his mind.

He had seen your perreo abilities before. Fun was one way to describe it. Except for the fact he was becoming intoxicated with your movements.

“I want you, please, I’ll be quick” Yuuta kept on whining, pulling your panties aside when you gave a frenetic nod of approval.

#📸 — shameless srb <33 #yuta okkotsu #yuuta okkotsu x you #yuuta okkotsu smut #yuuta okkotsu x reader #jjk x you #jjk x reader #jjk smut #jjk yuuta #jjk okkotsu #yuta x y/n #yuta x reader

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kentos-filmcamera · 2 years

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now playing... CANDY

a ella le gusta vacilar, todos los weekenes' irse a janguear

ella es loquita pero dulce como candy

pairing: okkotsu yuuta x afab!reader

summary: when your boyfriend gets too hot and bothered at the club !

wc: 1.2k

inspired by: candy by plan b & CANDY - Remix by ROSALÍA ft. Chencho Corlerone

“Aw c’mon, baby, lighten up. It’s going to be fun!”

Your plush ass bouncing against his crotch to the beat of the music.

“Go, white boy, go!” He had heard too many times to count with his own two hands, your friends dissipating his insecurities just as they coursed through his mind.

He had seen your perreo abilities before. Fun was one way to describe it. Except for the fact he was becoming intoxicated with your movements.

“I want you, please, I’ll be quick” Yuuta kept on whining, pulling your panties aside when you gave a frenetic nod of approval.

#yuta okkotsu #yuuta okkotsu x reader #yuuta okkotsu smut #yuuta okkotsu x you #jjk yuuta #jjk okkotsu #yuta x y/n #yuta x reader #the film camera snaps a pic — 📷 gee writes

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kentos-filmcamera · 2 years

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BOLD REBLOG / FEEDBACK DIVIDERS:

for the homies who don’t have pastel blogs (pastel colors)

#🎞️ — resources

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kentos-filmcamera · 2 years

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i want someone to analyze my fanfiction the way we analyze classic literature in college courses. write me an essay. make sure you connect back to your thesis.

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kentos-filmcamera · 2 years

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ATTENTION

Do you guys see this button at the end of a fan fiction or fan art post?

Good.

Then PRESS it and give support to free content creators.

Have a nice day.

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“tumblr is so dead right now, no one’s writing” yeah becky, no one wants to write for u after rudely demanding something in their ask box, only hearting the post, and not supporting any of the writers u want to “stay” on tumblr dot com.

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me fui de vacaciones/keep driving (nanami kento x afab!reader)

“ hoy voy a darle paz a mi corazón, por eso me perdí “ / “ maple syrup, coffee, pancakes for two; hash brown, egg yolk, i will always love you “

pairing: nanami kento x sorcerer afab!reader

summary: the doo-wops and hooligans of going on a lengthy summer trip with your boyfriend, Nanami Kento, who is finally taking some well deserved time off.

wc: 3.4k

warnings: nsfw (MINORS + AGELESS BLOGS DNI), established relationship, tw romanization of europe, latinx!coded reader (could be also seen as light skinned), mention of hair texture (not explicitly, but maybe around 2C-3C), reader is a material girl, mentions of alcohol, vulnerable!nanami, lots of praise, very light degradation, oral (f!recieving), doggystyle, mating press, breeding kink, semi public sex, morning sex, use of pet names (cupcake, baby, love, honey, sweetheart, buttercup, etc), the baby girlfication of nanami kento, you two are absolutely in love, incredibly self indulgent, small surprise at the end hehe, plz lmk if i missed something.

A/N: this was insanely self indulgent so BONE APPLE TEETH AHAHAHAHAH s/o to my wonderful, supportive partner @erenllegayseva who has been beta'ing for me for months now heh.

inspired by: me fui de vacaciones by bad bunny & keep driving by harry styles.

“Uh, Kento?” Your groggy voice should have alerted the man zooming between the bedroom, the closet, and the bathroom.

As you slowly ripped yourself from the warm, fluffy sheets you weren’t expecting to be out of so soon and took clumsy steps from where you heard his nerve-wracking muttering, both your passports opened with a Visa you were surprised to see wasn’t even expired yet or was close to doing so.

“…What’s going on?” Your eyes involuntarily squinted as a response to the bright light your shared bathroom had, watching over the blond man checking off a list as he packed both of your matching toiletry bags with embroidered initials.

Shoulders tense since he didn’t hear your call out, Kento Nanami turned to you with eyes that gave away the fact he hadn’t slept that previous night, though he cuddled you for what seemed to be hours up until that moment.

“We’re going on an Eurotrip” He replied rather simply, though his demeanor noted he wasn’t as relaxed as he made out the vibes of the idea were.

Nanami watched as your expression changed several times, going from confusion, to concern, to surprise, only to land on a mixture of all the previous ones as you stood by the doorway in silence, legs crossed, pajama pants hanging lazily from your hips, scratching your arm as you seemed to take your sweet time thinking about it “Okay, what the fuck is going on? Are we running away?”

Kento gave you a fleeting glance before getting back to the task at hand. “No.”

“Did you murder someone?” You took a long stride closer to press more into getting a viable answer.

“No.”

“Wait… did you get fired?” Kento felt your hot morning breath on his neck, looking up to find you staring at him intensely from the mirror. You knew the intense commitment morale that lit his soul on fire against the violent need to not work would make it unlikely for him to be discharged as a sorcerer.

“No. I booked the tickets a month ago. I didn’t even ask for permission, I just… let them know” He turned his head to peck your lips quickly “Good morning, honey. Now that you’re awake, help me out with packing. I didn’t pay for the extra luggage” He announced, causing your mouth to hang wide.

You were leaving for… God knows how long, and he wanted you to survive on whatever could fit on a carry-on suitcase? “Hello? I literally packed a medium suitcase for the a weekend at the beach two months ago!”

“That’s half the fun of it. Be grateful I didn’t choose to go backpacking” He shrugged “And brush your teeth, stinky” Kento mocked you in the same way that you did with him coming all sweaty from a mission, but you still played to be extremely offended as he exited the bathroom to leave you to start your morning routine, just a few hours too early.

Though you received what seemed to be a plausible answer, you still thought about the situation while you peed, showered, did your skincare routine, and brushed your teeth, upon your boyfriend’s request, coming out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel and a shower cap. “Why are we doing this?” You questioned again, a lack of the humor your voice had earlier.

“I…” Nanami started, but he just let out a deep sigh as you took big steps to wrap your arms loosely around his neck, his head resting against your chest. His arms snaked around your body and returned a tighter grip “I’m tired.” His words hung around the air for what seemed to be hours on earth, the way his breathing continued after speaking made you realize he had been holding that in for a long time; pressing against his ribs and causing a strain in his heart.

Your attention was brought back to him when he cleared his throat “Things seem just to be turning for the worse, and I don’t want… anything to happen to me— or us without achieving the one thing that we’ve always had on our minds”

You were an international student who transferred to Jujutsu Tokyo Tech after being advised to do so, entering your first year alongside Nanami Kento and Yu Haibara. While you got along well with anyone else in existence, Nanami would literally run away at your sight. Not until you grabbed him by the back of his shirt and confronted him, he flat out admitted he had a crush on you and didn’t know what to do about it.

You had grown alongside him; you were his rock, as by sixteen he had already lost his best friend, and upon deciding to quit being a sorcerer, thus quitting on your relationship as he somehow resented your stability and conformity with the practice. Until one day he showed up at your doorstep, eye bags as heavy as the weight he was carrying on his shoulders, and you could only pull him into a hug, make him some tea and listen when he spoke through the hushed early hours of the morning.

“That’s valid, cupcake” You could only reply, leaning down to kiss his temple “What time does the flight leave?” You broke away the hug, taking his hand and kissing his knuckles before heading inside your closet to slip right into your airport clothes.

“In…” The unnecessary long pause made you quirk up a brow as you peaked your head out “Three hours?”

You scolded him all the way through the frenzied packing, even over the sound of the tiny vacuum that sealed your clothes inside plastic bags to optimize suitcase space, only stopping to complain once a nervous Ijichi informed you were right on time. You still gave Nanami a venomous side eye before chatting it up with the driver who was doing you a favor, the idea of missing the plane to a trip you had no idea what you were getting yourself into left you on edge.

“Since when do you own gray sweatpants?” You asked as you checked in for the flight, Kento insisted on dragging both of your suitcases by himself, his backpack strapped against the long handle while you only took care of the medium-sized Longchamp handbag under your arm, heading towards customs.

“I don’t know I’ve just… had them laying around” Kento shrugged, fixing the wireframe glasses. His outfit was literally just a pair of sweatpants, a plain white tee and a navy blue zip-up hoodie, while you, on the other hand, wore a baby pink matching Juicy Couture classic tracksuit with a white t-shirt underneath, headphones hanging around your neck and a pair of sunglasses adorned the top of your head even though it was literally five in the morning. You both had matching white sneakers, adorably enough.

You got through customs and waited around for your section to be called, Kento surprising you with business class tickets, considering he had only booked it a month ago when some people planned a year in advance, at the least. “I’m so glad we’re doing this” He whispered before kissing your cheek sweetly as you sat down in the double bed seats, getting ready for a rather long flight to Heathrow.

And that’s how you found yourself facing the ocean lit by the moonlight, holding tightly onto the railing as Nanami held an equally tight grip on your hips, thrusting himself into you in a calculated, but erratic manner. It all started out so innocently, coming back from dinner and a pre-game to get ready for some clubbing, with him on his knees undoing the straps of your heels, kissing up your calf to end his ministrations at your clothed heat.

At that point you had already traveled through London, taking the Eurostar to Paris, undergoing a long trip down to Barcelona, then Madrid before catching a flight for the weekend to Ibiza. In your first leg of the France trip, you had realize how much pleasure Kento took in having sex on balconies; the first time, it was careful as it was a new experience you had gotten yourselves into, but after a night out full of drinking and watching you dance in a silk slip dress with a slit that only invited him to get under the fabric and taste what it was safekeeping to the general public, the way he pounded into you from behind was delicious.

Your tinted eyelashes fluttering sweetly against your sparkly eyelids, wine red tinted mouth forming a perfect ‘O’ as your sun-kissed skin glowed in the moonlight, your otherwise sweet boyfriend squeezing your pink stained cheeks as he gripped tightly on the plush of her hips. Your moans bounced around the limited enclosed space of the balcony, projecting themselves to the outside world and mixing in with the sound of the waves crashing at the sandy beach.

“F-fuck, you feel so good, sweetheart” Nanami cooed, letting out a small whine “Gonna let me fill you up in every country we go to, yeah? That’s a good, good slut for me” He slurred, his hand reaching to tease your hardened clit, earning out a loud cry as you felt your own release crashing down just by the featherlight touch applied for a few seconds. He took a few final overstimulating strokes as your cunt milked out the thick, slick cum spurting out of his plush tip.

“Our flight leaves at eight AM… hit the club, come back at six for a shower and check out?” Nanami offered as he wiped the sweat off his temples, unaware of the lipstick stains around his lips. It was only two AM, some clubs even opened around that time. You shot your brows up, looking at him surprised, already mentally prepared to bargain that offer yourself and coerce him into accepting.

Ultimately, the shower part seemed to be a bit ambitious, you only realized it as Kento had to tear you away from the dance floor, eyes blinded by the light outside the dark club. You ran through the Ibiza airport, still wearing the dress from the night before; Nanami had your heels in his hands, hearing the final call for your flight as you arrived at the gate, panting.

“Let’s never make impulsive decisions again, alright?” He huffed, thankful that three quarters of the plane was out like a light, just a few people noticing their walk of shame to their seats. You nodded, chest heaving as you pulled a jumper out of his bag, and he took in the sight of you, a hand reaching to hold a strand of hair in his palm “I’ve rarely seen you with your natural hair; I like it”

Taken completely off guard, you turned to him with watery eyes. Coming up from a culture where even the slightest wave is demonized, hearing something the complete opposite of what you grew accustomed to was… refreshing, to say the least, “Gah, thank you, darlin’. I need to buy some new curl cream, I’ve been surviving on my usual leave-in” You muttered, fidgeting with the long sleeves as you avoided looking directly at him, feeling the region from your chest to down your stomach warm up significantly, in the best way possible.

Nanami thanked the man at the car rental as you settled the luggage in, taking once more the rightful place as Kento’s passenger princess. Though you drove from time to time, he insisted on doing so on your second leg of the France tour, taking advantage of the summer weather to explore the beaches in Côte d’Azur, first off to Saint-Tropez, driving up to Cannes, then Nice to stop at Monaco. By the time you reached Italy, you had been traveling for a month or so, and the sun-exposed freckles on Kento’s skin that he didn’t even think he had.

You ran through the itinerary and the arrangements to return the rental car as Kento poured some gas halfway through your destination, yawning as he held onto the gas pump, you were currently off to buy some snacks at the convenience store.

“You alright, love?” You crept up behind him, getting on your tippy toes to rest your chin on his shoulder, a hand resting on his tiny waist and the other holding onto a bag.

He turned and looked at you, nodding with tired eyes. “That’s it, call me Jesus because I’m taking the wheel,” You said without much fuss, hopping onto the driver’s seat just as your partner pulled the pump out, closing the tank.

“No, honey, it’s alright” He insisted, a true gentleman at heart, but you could read him like a children’s book.

“C’mon, I’ll keep driving, buttercup” You caressed his face, leaning in to leave a peck on the tip of his nose.

“Fine, I still owe you something” He buckled up as you started the car back up not really taking into account what he meant, locking the doors and driving towards the direction of the sundown, taking your pair of sunglasses from the dashboard. Nanami followed suit. You sighed happily when you noticed he was dead asleep after just ten minutes back on the road, glad you had made the right decision.

As you settled in Portofino, Kento was a man of his word. The way your face contorted with that view of the nocturnal city dawning upon you was all he could think about the next morning of your arrival to the coastal town. He resorted to peppering kisses down the side of your neck, a large hand pressed against your abdomen to hold your warm resting body against his.

You shuffled a bit, letting out a breathy chuckle. “Good morning” You rasped before your lover turned you to lay on your back, hovering over you with lazy eyes and blond strands sticking in every direction, a woozy smirk tugging at his lips.

“G’morning,” The pitch of his voice went straight to your spine, soliciting the arousal that shook you awake almost violently. “I think I owe you something” His voice was groggy, but it had full effect as he whispered into your ear before kissing down your neck slowly, feeling his bulge press against your thigh.

A tender finger played with the hem of the panties you wore to bed with only one of his t-shirts, which he tugged over your waist so you could finish the job. The bedroom was cold, a shiver accompanied by goosebumps cursed through your bare skin.

You whined as he refused to hook his finger to trap the lace and free your wet cunt, moisture growing just from his chaste kisses and sweet nothings he whispered. He took your breasts, groping them before rounding the soft fingertips and taking one of the light brown nipples into his mouth, back arching at the contact of his warm tongue against the cold room.

“My precious angel” Nanami cooed after releasing with a tiny pop! the now stimulated perky nipples received two tiny kisses before his hands occupied themselves with tugging your panties just enough to allow him to slide under the warm covers and dip his tongue down to your wetness, like a thirsty man to a pond. You were so hazy still, eyes clouded with pleasure and tiredness, delicate moans running out of your mouth as he dipped a finger into your throbbing hole, tongue taking turns in flicking and drawing circles around the swollen nub.

You peeled the covers away from your bodies, Nanami taking the opportunity and folding your legs to press against your torso, holding them back with his single free hand by the back of your knees. The sun was starting to sneak itself into the room as the city vibrated awake with life. He tore himself away from your body, and looked down at the way the infant sunrays gleamed against your supple tan skin in a way that made you want to cry; his eyes full of raw desire, covered with a thick layer of adoration over the vulnerable state you allowed yourself to be in with him.

“You’re perfect, did you know that?” He managed to muster out after gazing over at your beauty, whatever time he lasted, he considered it wasn’t enough. He wanted to devote himself to it for hours, years on end.

You chuckled and shook your head, “If you say so” You sighed, looking back up with tender eyes, the closest thing to heart eyes that could ever exist. You lowered your legs slightly to help him remove the pajama tee, leaning to kiss his shoulder softly before your legs were placed on the same spot.

“I love you, so much” He breathed out, pulling the flannel pants down, pumping his length before pushing the flushed tip in, earning back a gasp.

“I-I love you too, Kento” You managed to croak out as he slowly invited himself in, the way your warm walls sucked him in was driving him insane, toned chest heaving against your thighs. A groan let out in unison rang as he completed his way in, both trying to process the wave of pleasure that washed you over.

Your senses felt heightened with emotion as he pounded his way into you brutally, but his swollen, sweet lips kept whispering praises and adorations. You whined at the angle he kept repeatedly milking out your sweet spot, slick arousal coating the white bedsheets underneath your bodies.

“Nhn!— Kento, baby, gonna cum” You announced, back arched against your own restraints as your partner pulled you into a sloppy kiss, eyes closed and lips unable to reciprocate correctly as your orgasm washed over you with glorious chants of his name.

“Fuck, yes! Ah, you’re squeezing me so tight, hm— gonna fill your pretty pussy up, my gorgeous wife” He moaned, carried away by the pleasure of the moment, overstimulating you over and over again, until ropes of white filled you to the brim, both coming down from your high as the throbbing milked Nanami out even further.

“You want to know the main reason why I wanted to come on this trip?” He asked after you both caught back to a regular breathing pace, your head resting against his bare chest. You hummed groggily, concentrating on how his heartbeat decreased slowly to its regular, soothing pace you knew personally.

You sat up, visibly confused as he reached for the bedside table, opening the drawer and taking out a red box with golden linings. He opened it as he faced you, hopeful eyes looking into yours, increasingly growing damp when the realization hit you like a truck, accompanied by a sting inside your nose.

“I lied before coming here” He started out, taking in a shaky breath. “There are actually two things I wanted to do just in case something happened to either of us, I wasn’t sure, but I realized it soon enough. We’re on this trip already so…” You looked away as he spoke, feeling suddenly embarrassed because of the tears that dampened your cheeks. “Hey you,” He called out, a delicate finger guiding your face to confront his own. “Would you do me the honor of marrying you?”

Monday. You had returned back to your hometown on Friday, taking the weekend to rest and unpack the three suitcases, since Nanami gave up trying to save space and money, caving into buying a medium suitcase to resolve the space crisis, made up of clothes and designer items that couldn’t be sealed and you got good bargains for.

Currently, both you and Kento started down at your laps on your first day back on the job again, only sometimes daring to give each other a side eye as you were being told off terribly for exceeding your vacation time by a month, going totally off the radar and ignoring all work-related calls, insisting that you were both lucky you weren’t fired as soon as your free time was over.

Gojo stood behind the two of you, absentmindedly doing everything and anything, except actually listening and contributing to the conversation. His blindfolded eyes subconsciously landed on your right hand, since you moved it onto the armrest.

“Holy shit, you’re married?!”

#momento Q~#nanami fluff #nanami kento x reader #nanami x you #jujutsu nanami #nanami smut #nanami fanfic #jjk nanami #nanami kento #kento nanami #nanami x y/n #jjk fanfic #jujutsu kaisen nanami #jujutsu kaisen fanfic #jujutsu kaisen #the film camera gets recharges — 📷 gee reblogs

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me fui de vacaciones/keep driving (nanami kento x afab!reader)

“ hoy voy a darle paz a mi corazón, por eso me perdí “ / “ maple syrup, coffee, pancakes for two; hash brown, egg yolk, i will always love you “

pairing: nanami kento x sorcerer afab!reader

summary: the doo-wops and hooligans of going on a lengthy summer trip with your boyfriend, Nanami Kento, who is finally taking some well deserved time off.

wc: 3.4k

A/N: this was insanely self indulgent so BONE APPLE TEETH AHAHAHAHAH s/o to my wonderful, supportive partner @erenllegayseva who has been beta'ing for me for months now heh.

inspired by: me fui de vacaciones by bad bunny & keep driving by harry styles.

“Uh, Kento?” Your groggy voice should have alerted the man zooming between the bedroom, the closet, and the bathroom.

“We’re going on an Eurotrip” He replied rather simply, though his demeanor noted he wasn’t as relaxed as he made out the vibes of the idea were.

Kento gave you a fleeting glance before getting back to the task at hand. “No.”

“Did you murder someone?” You took a long stride closer to press more into getting a viable answer.

“No.”

“In…” The unnecessary long pause made you quirk up a brow as you peaked your head out “Three hours?”

“You alright, love?” You crept up behind him, getting on your tippy toes to rest your chin on his shoulder, a hand resting on his tiny waist and the other holding onto a bag.

“No, honey, it’s alright” He insisted, a true gentleman at heart, but you could read him like a children’s book.

“C’mon, I’ll keep driving, buttercup” You caressed his face, leaning in to leave a peck on the tip of his nose.

“I love you, so much” He breathed out, pulling the flannel pants down, pumping his length before pushing the flushed tip in, earning back a gasp.

“Holy shit, you’re married?!”

#nanami kento #kento nanami #jjk nanami #nanami smut #jujutsu nanami #nanami x y/n #nanami fanfic #jujutsu kaisen nanami #nanami x you #nanami kento x reader #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jjk smut #jjk fluff #jjk #jujutsu kaisen fanfic #jujutsu kaisen #the film camera snaps a pic — 📷 gee writes

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kentos-filmcamera · 2 years

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im sorry to pop off with this and i know i shouldn’t be complaining, but i’m giving free content.. taking MY TIME to put things out .. one of the reblogs was me .. this isn’t instagram !! reblogging literally takes one second :/ call me what you will, but i find it discouraging, and i know a lot of other very hard working people do too.

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kentos-filmcamera · 2 years

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gonna start remodeling this blog really soon <33

#idk if it’s bcuz im going to write again but #i wanted to make it as pretty as my other ones lol #the film camera reloads — 📷 gee rambles

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kentos-filmcamera · 2 years

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inumaki kisses you in all the places you look pretty. because he can't say it, and only staring feels creepy - he opts to give you deliberate pecks. on the corners of your eyes, your eyelids, your mouths. they're never rushed, never quick - they feel like a compliment. just as slow and patient as the words "you're so pretty" and just as adoring as "i love you." he kisses you than looks you in the eyes, does it one more time for good measure. it always lingers for days.

#back to my origins when i used to be an inumaki blog lol #the film camera gets recharges — 📷 gee reblogs

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kentos-filmcamera · 2 years

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happy father’s day to nanami who absolutely loves pumping you full of his cum while panting how pretty you would taking care of his child and what a perfect father’s day gift you’re giving him.

#throwback to the dilf nanami piece but 😭 yk yk #might also update it to ao3 later #nanami kento #jjk nanami #nanami smut #kento nanami #nanami kento headcanons

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kentos-filmcamera · 2 years

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HEY. YES YOU.

IF YOU CAN LIKE YOU CAN REBLOG. IF YOU CAN READ YOU CAN SUPPORT. IF YOU WANT CONTENT YOU GOTTA SHOW WRITERS THAT YOU DO (KINDLY.)

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the sun, the moon and the pool (dilf!nanami kento x babysitter!reader)

pairing: dilf!nanami kento x babysitter!reader

summary: for babysitting duties, you were on speed dial on one of the city's most eligible bachelors. with a motherly nature, sly intentions and the approval of his son, would you be able to cross nanami kento off your dilf list?

wc: 4.0k

warnings: nsfw (MINORS + AGELESS BLOGS DNI) she/her pronouns, afab reader, oral (f. receiving), fingering, mating press, breeding, baby fever, praise, petnames, reader is 20+ finishing college, nanami is on his late 30s/late 40s, voyeurism (very ish, through a camera and it’s not even of yk) if i missed something lmk

A/N: soo excited to finally release my first work for my honeybun's ( @cirigiri ) collab The Dilf List ! this was so fun to write, thank you for allowing me to participate with my husband, you're the best! also i'm on my b&w era hehe >:)

The call usually came around eight in the morning any other Friday, Saturday, or Sunday. A clearly distressed man seemed seconds away from begging you to, please, babysit his child. It wasn’t a “real” job, if anything it was only a part-time job. Nanami Kento knew you would come to his aid if his regular babysitter bailed on him, which she could usually do, to his dismay, but to your relief. Aside from the fact that the older man paid real good money and his kid was the sweetest thing on the planet, he was eye candy, even when he dragged himself home after a long day to coo at his child and praise you for your efforts. Which inevitably, made him an item for your dilf list.

You didn’t have to pull any stunts this time, as the weather seemed to pay in your favor. It was sunny out, and the heat was pouring in from the window you cranked open in your apartment kitchen as you were doing the dishes. With a smile on your face and heat running up your neck, you included a string swimsuit under your outfit, which was covered by an unsuspecting combo of an oversized button-up and a pair of shorts. In your bag you packed a cropped shirt and a low-rise skirt with some nice underwear, very sure you didn’t need it to seal the deal, since Plan A seemed promising. Taking a pair of sunglasses and fitting on some sandals, you headed out the door, humming your favorite song at the moment.

You parked your car in the empty spot in the driveway, still amazed by the giant house where only two people lived; two floors, three living rooms, floor-to-ceiling windows, a pool with a pool house. Nanami didn’t like it as much as his visitors did, since paying bills for a house was expensive, but his child seemed to love the extra space. He already had planned their move to an apartment when the boy didn’t find any need to run around a big patio and lay on the grass.

Excited as ever, you secured your tote bag on your shoulder and went to ring the doorbell, looking up at the tall door with stars dancing around your lower belly. A tired blonde man opened the door for you, and before you could greet him, a little boy ran up to you shouting your name, pulling you down his height for a hug. You crouched down, hugging him back with a similar excitement. You noticed from the corner of your eye that Nanami’s expression softened.

“I’ll be out just for the morning, an emergency came up at the office. I’ll be back at five the latest '' Nanami informed you, taking a deep breath in as you looked up at him with innocent doe eyes. And you weren’t even trying! You nodded, standing up once again to face him, tilting your chin upwards to look him directly in the eyes. “I’m sorry this is so out of the blue, hun, more so on a Saturday”, He sighed.

Hun. Each time he called you a sweet little innocent nickname made you want to giggle out loud. Even though he always had a neutral expression

“Ah, no worries! You know I’m more than glad to stay with our pretty boy here” You smiled and ruffled the hair of the seven-year-old, who giggled by your side. His father thought of the enthusiasm his child displayed upon seeing you or even hearing of your whereabouts, insisting you were the prettiest girl he had ever seen and that as his father, he should fire his other live-in babysitter and bring you to live with them instead.

Nanami breathed in, and you tried to read his face, failing so in the process. It was almost always the same; the same relaxed but stoic expression. The only things that changed were his mannerisms and body language. “There’s some cash on the counter in case you don’t want to cook anything for lunch. It’s a sunny day, and the pool is on the colder side, as per usual” You and the boy shared a mischievous look. You both loved to have pool parties together. “There’s snacks in the pantry and feel free to use the guest bathroom if you need to change out of your swimsuit and… freshen up”

“Understood, sir!” Your smile widened before you turned to the kid holding your hand. “C’mon, we must not wait another second! We need to find Atlantis” You tickled the boy, who ran up the stairs to his room to get into his swim shorts. You watched him go up, making sure he didn’t slip, before turning to his father. “He’s in good hands” You winked at him, noticing how his cheekbones flushed, before turning around and jogging the same path the boy did.

You spent the day both inside the pool having a soak and by the pool, drinking Capri suns, snacking on some popcorn, grabbing some vitamin D in regulated amounts, and gossiping. It was the funniest thing ever; the child laying down in the same exact position as you were but in a different chair, wearing sunglasses, just as you did, and replying back to your stories as if he was your age. He was well-spoken and a tiny gentleman, who insisted on carrying the popcorn bowl and paying the ice cream man for your ice sandwiches with your supervision, of course.

Unbeknownst to you, Nanami checked the security cameras often, as he did with any other person who worked at his home while he was there. It was only an innocent check, he did it only twice before he noticed you were already tanning your back, ass out towards the world as you faced his child, who kept chatting happily with you. His breath hitched while his eyes darted up and rounded up the meeting table. They all seemed busy with their own things, some work, some pleasure. He covered his mouth to choke out the gasp that threatened to come out of his mouth as he zoomed the image in, finally finding the purpose of spending so much money on a good security system. As he felt his heart thumping harder against his thoracic cage, he shut his phone off and grabbed his computer to continue working for the rest of the day, but the image of your juicy, glistening ass covered by an excuse of a bikini bottom under the sun was making his mouth water and his mind wander.

At five o’clock, when Nanami promised to be home, you hopped in your car with his son in the co-pilot seat and headed for a quick supermarket run. Back at the house, you cooked the child some early dinner, some pasta, and pre-made cheesy garlic bread. And with the power of a good bedtime story, a tummy full of a yummy meal, the heat he had endured, and all the swimming he had done, the boy fell dead asleep at six. No sight of his father yet, so you resourced to clean up the toys and the outside patio, only wearing your bikini and the low rise skirt you had brought with you. You checked at the sleeping boy every other hour, glad to see he was still fast asleep and well. Around eight you went in for a second soak in the jacuzzi, just when you heard a car pull up to the driveway. You lowered the music on the speaker when the man walked toward you.

“Hey” He gave you a tiny smile. “How have you been? Everything okay today?” Surprisingly enough for you, he pulled out one of the chairs to sit and chat with you.

It’s not like you didn’t speak before, and you had some nice vulnerable moments together, but it wasn’t something remarkable that marked your relationship in the slightest. He still treated you very professionally, aside from the rarely offered drink or friendly pet name. “It’s been a wonderful day, actually. Thank you for letting me take care of him. It’s always a pleasure, really” You leaned against the edge of the jacuzzi, hands rested upon the flat surface surrounding it. “Hey, why don’t you come in?”

Nanami looked at you strangely, leaning his head to the side with a brow raised. “Aw c’mon! You’ve been working so hard today! You deserve to relax a little” His expression softened, but you knew he wasn’t convinced “I can make us some mean margaritas” The idea of a stone-cold cocktail and the coy wink you gave him was enough for him to sigh, and start stripping in front of you, down to his boxers. Wide-eyed, you watched as he slipped into the hot, bubbling water with you.

“You’re right, I’ve worked a little too hard today” He sighed, his wet finger running up your arm. You prayed he wouldn’t notice the goosebumps running up the path he trailed. “Why don’t you go fetch those margaritas? Hm, sweetheart?”

You smiled back, not letting yourself be intimidated by his sudden change of tone and manners. “Be right back, then” You nodded, and pushed yourself to the edge of the jacuzzi with the help of your arms, carefully getting up to avoid slipping. He didn’t even hide the fact he was staring right at your ass, his hands itching with probably false expectations of kneading your soft skin with his big hands as you squirm with pleasure under him. He watched as you walked into the house and lost sight of you as you walked into the kitchen. It took around ten to twelve minutes for you to re-emerge, two tall glasses full of the sweet and sour liquid, and a bright smile adorning your pretty face he so wanted to cup in his hands to watch it contort as he thrust into you.

“Here you go sir” You smiled innocently, extending the glass to him. You lowered yourself back into the steaming waters and took your glass in your hands. “I went to check on him, by the way. I think he’s not waking up until tomorrow”

“Call me Kento” He corrected you quickly, and you gave him a soft polite nod. “Really? You must have entertained him well enough. Neither the regular nanny nor I have gotten him to go down so early…”

You took a sip of your cold beverage, not losing eye contact between the two of you. “We stayed around the pool area from midday till four, if he wasn’t exhausted by then, might as well test him for doping!” You joked and actually elicited a small, teeny laugh from the man. Satisfied, you chewed your bottom lip in excitement and took a long sip out of your margarita. Kento stopped laughing and shook his head, taking a sip as well.

“You’re really good at making drinks, wow” He admitted after his glass was done. You kept on chatting through the night, even discussing plans of ordering some takeout. He had a thing for running his hand through your arm, making you quiver slightly.

“College has taught me many things, making incredible drinks is one of them” You smiled confidently, but the proximity between your face and his was making you internally nervous. But you had the upper hand at this, you just knew it. You had him on the ropes the minute you walked in with those skimpy shorts and looked up at him from an angle that left many things to his own interpretation.

Nanami reached in and cupped your face in his hand, his wet thumb trailing along your cheekbone. “You’re adorable, has someone ever told you that?” He said, almost in a whisper. But it was just the lust in his voice controlling his tone, making it so hushed, so intimate.

“I’ve heard it a couple of times” You felt the goosebumps electrifying your spine when he leaned in and planted a small, but a prolonged kiss on your neck, his other hand resting on your thigh. Your breathing hitched as his finger drew circles on your thigh, making you close your eyes to enjoy the thrilling sensation.

“Hey, look at me” He called out, his demand soft and dangerous. “Can I?”

You didn’t even know what you were agreeing to, but the look he was giving you, his eyes shining like the moonlight; so dark but inviting. Mysterious but so known. You nodded, and he smiled, his lips brushing against yours. Was he teasing you?! You pushed yourself forward, your hand resting on his neck. He smiled, impressed but still melted right into the kiss, fireworks going off in your mind. Yes! Another objective ticked off. He pulled you into his lap, holding you down so you could feel his cock getting harder by the second you were hovering over it. The next second over, without any notice, he pulled you out of the water and sat you by the edge, not allowing you to break the connection via your frenzied lips. Poor man, sure as hell he needed something like this. He then concentrated his efforts on your neck, pleased with the way his ministrations elicited moans and whines out of you, while his hands ran the length of your legs.

“You smell so good” He groaned as he started kissing down your stomach, gaining back gasps of surprise. He took the string of your swimsuit panty between his two fingers and looked up at you for consent, which made your heart melt and your pussy throb even more. But you smiled coyly and even tugged on the string of your bra to just get it all over with. He tugged on it painfully slow, but his teasing nature didn’t throw your confidence off. You had the upper hand in this, you were totally convinced… that was until he went in head first, to absolutely devour your needy cunt.

It was all so sudden, he licked a strip from your wetness before attaching his mouth to your puffy clit, like a starved man. Now the moans you let out weren’t so tiny anymore. “Ah, fuck! Kento!” You moaned, throwing your legs over his strong shoulders. He broke away, pussy juices glistening down his chin, and started to draw painful circles on your clit.

“Call me sir” His wicked smile disappeared back between your legs, this time you felt a finger slither between your folds, a digit now being pumped in and out of you at the steady pace his flat tongue overlapped against your swollen clit. You let out a loud whine as he hooked his finger, feeling out for that spongy spot that made your skin crawl and your head throw itself back to almost hit the concrete floor.

“You cute little thing, thinking I didn’t know your intentions this whole time” Nanami cooed, torturing you and eliciting pained moans by the slow but strong thrust his finger was giving you. “Always coming over to take a soak in my pool, in the skimpiest swimsuits, and you expected to have the advantage here?” You lifted your head to face him, visibly confused. As a response, he nonchalantly added another finger, a choked gasp coming from you, even though he still kept the same torturous pace. “Aw c’mon, don’t act so surprised, isn’t this what you wanted?”

You mumbled an incoherence, trying to concentrate on not concentrating so much on his fingers. But before you could think about them again, they were on your face, holding your cheeks to look at him. “Answer me. If not, I can just stop, you know? Use your words”

Your eyes widened in dismay at the threat “Please don’t” You whined, but he didn’t seem as satisfied as he should be, slowly dragging out his fingers. “I’m sorry, sir! Please, don’t stop!” You whimpered, and a soft smile formed on his face. And with a small ‘atta girl’, he pushed two fingers back in and went back to eating you like his favorite meal, freshly done, just for him. You felt the familiar tightness in the pit of your stomach; Nanami noticed how your legs hooked over his shoulder quivered and how your pussy pulsated around his fingers, he sped up even more, gaining complaints from overstimulation, but he didn’t care. When he considered it appropriate, he detached his mouth from your pussy and looked up at you “Cum for me.”

The orgasm you didn’t even know you were holding in crashed into you like a wave that dragged you back to shore and rolled you onto the hot sand, leaving you dazed and confused. You breathed in and out, your eyes started to focus on the moon shining above you, to then hoist yourself up by your shoulders to find Nanami staring at you, but not in a derogatory way; on the contrary, he looked… rather pleased.

“Such a good girl for me” He praised you, pressing soft, tingly kisses on your thighs that made you giggle. “Wrap your legs around my waist” He instructed, guiding your shivering legs to grant his command.

You realized his food physique wasn’t just for show; he was strong since he carried you to somewhere you didn’t really recall since you were too busy kissing and suckling little red spots all over his neck and shoulders. You felt your back go briefly against a hard surface before a strong scent of wood filled your nose. The pool house was used as, well, a pool house so no one had to go in the main house while wet, and if Kento had a lot of guests staying over, they could sleep over there as well. It had a lot of woodwork in the kitchen, a small table, some furniture, and a coffee table. But the smell was pleasant; it was a cozy wooden scent that was driving you crazy combined with Nanami’s boozy scent coming from his cologne.

His lips found yours as he laid you down carefully, his hands massaging the plush of your ass freely. If it was even possible, it was even harder than what you remembered, the leftover of your cum straining against his boxers as he ground against you, but the warmth your pussy was emitting was driving him crazy.

“I love your body” He sighed in your ear, his hands positioned tightly on your hips. “Please let me fuck that pretty cunt” He purred on your ear. There was something going off in your mind, like a warning. He wasn’t mean in the slightest, but you felt he was being too gentle compared to moments ago when he was fingering you mercilessly at the edge of the jacuzzi.

“Yes, sir. Fuck me good please!” You took a mental note after he scolded you for using your words, and reached down to pull his soaked boxers. Your breath hitched when his cock fell against your stomach, leaking precum. Never in a million years, you would have imagined seeing such a pretty dick that made your cunt crave for it.

“Eyes up here, doll” Nanami searched for your eyes, pupils dilated with lust. “Legs over my shoulders, okay?” He instructed you, and you obliged quickly, aching for his throwing cock inside your needy little hole. He kissed you, the kiss more relaxed but sloppier than the rest while he lowered his length into you. With a gasp, you threw your head back, but Nanami still searched for your lips.

“Come on, kiss me back, princess” He complained, and when you wouldn’t kiss him back, he stopped.

“W-what?” You panted and tried to make him push his whole length inside you. But he wouldn’t budge.

He took your face in his hands, squeezing your cheeks “Kiss. me. back.” He sounded demanding, and you rushed to crash his lips into his, melting into the kiss. There was the catch; he was so caring and nurturing, but had found a knack in not letting you get your way like you always planned to. He hummed as silent praise before sinking completely into you. He gave you a second to breathe, and you clawed down his back, mewling by the pleasure of being stretched out. “Such a good girl, taking all my cock in one go” He praised you.

You moaned in response, feeling your body heat up. You couldn’t even form a coherent response, just mumbled and pushed his hips forward just a bit. He forgave you this once and started a steady strong pace that had you all over the place. As you put more thought into it, you realized that he was right; you never had the upper hand.

“You feel so good” Nanami whispered in your ear, letting out small pants and huffs as his pace quickened, your mind went further into the waves of pleasure, and it was only the two of you, right there, in the dark, small rays of moonlight leaking in. “I want to fill that pretty pussy up. You looked so pretty taking care of my boy, I wonder what you’ll look like taking care of ours” His pace became more frenzied, and all you could do was moan, louder with each thrust. You felt so full, so right.

“Sir! C-can I— please, can I—“ You couldn’t even finish the sentence trying to hold in the inevitable, strong orgasm that was threatening by the microsecond to wash you over. In response, Nanami smiled warmly and pressed two fingers on your clit, drawing tender but dangerous circles on the swollen nub, your back arched and your legs trembled into the mating press he had you in, moaning and panting his name.

The way your face contorted and the little noises you made as he kept overstimulating you sent him over the edge. You noticed he was actually making noises similar to yours; small moans and groans, throwing his head back as he felt your cunt slowly milking the orgasm out of you. “Ah… please let me cum inside you” He whispered against your parted lips “Let me fill you up. Say the word and I’ll pull out, but please pretty girl, you’ve been so good for me so far”

By the way, his hips moved and how he was thrusting now, his dick almost completely pulling out from you to then slam back with force, you could tell he was really desperate. And at the end of the day, it was affecting you too, his method of holding out his orgasm was torturous. “Please Kento, cum inside me” You grabbed the last few drops of coherence you had to form the sentence that would seal the deal.

Nanami lowered himself at an angle he could thrust almost violently into you, his hips clashing with force against your skin, the promiscuous slapping sound almost covering both of your desperate moaning. Just a few more hard thrusts and he came inside you, his swollen tip spurting his hot cum in the deepest part of your pussy, making you feel so full, a couple of stray tears rolled down your cheeks as you came for one last time. The man hovering over you soon broke away, and the removal of his increasingly limp cock made you whine.

“You did so great for me, pretty girl” He smiled, rubbing your shivering legs and running a gentle hand up and down your back, soothing your tiny whimpers. He kissed your shoulders and cheeks, bringing you down for your high. “I’ll go check on my son and run us a warm bath, anything else?” He asked as you turned to face him, hand hoisting your head up as you lay on your side.

“That takeout sounds really good right about now.”

#shameless srb <3 #nanami x y/n #nanami kento x reader #jjk nanami #kento nanami #jujutsu nanami #nanami smut #nanami kento #nanami x you #nanami fanfic #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jjk fanfic #jjk smut

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