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seireiteihellbutterfly · 6 months

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His Perfect Girl

Warnings: Sex, Spanking, Teasing, Praise Kinks Pairing: Nanami Kento x Female Reader Word Count: 3222 Summary: You’ll do anything to be his good girl

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You showered carefully, washed your hair, and moisturized your skin until you were soft and pretty all over. You had made sure to trim your hair, keeping it short and neat, just the way he liked it.

You slip into the silky black lingerie that he likes, with the matching thigh high lace stockings. Then you double check your appearance in the mirror. He liked you to be fresh faced and clean. He hated it when mascara ran down your face, sullying it, streaking your beautiful cheeks. So you wore no makeup. Except for your lips, which you had used a dark red lipstick on, the shade you knew he found irresistible. A little skitter of electricity runs down your body into your core as you remember how he had kissed you the last time you wore it, how he smeared it, and how it had left marks on the pillowcase.

You fluff your hair, the luscious waves coming down to your shoulders, then check the time in your phone. He never worked past 6, and it was getting close to 6:30. He'd be home soon.

You walk out of the bathroom and settle down on the edge of the bed, legs crossed over each other and wait, just as he had instructed you. A few minutes later you hear a key being inserted into the front door. Your core moistens in response.

“y/n I'm home. Hope you've been a good girl and done what I told you to do”.

His footsteps grow louder as he gets to your bedroom and your whole body tightens with anticipation.

Nanami enters the room, his body looking impressive in tailored slacks and a formal button down shirt. His tie was still at his throat, and as he takes his glasses off, you can see his eyes roam over you in appreciation.

“Welcome home,” you purr.

“That's my perfect girl.” he walks over and pets your head, his thick fingers running through your hair. You close your eyes in pleasure at the contact.

He lowers his lips towards your ear, nipping it softly and whispers, “you look so good, all prettied up for me to fuck you until you're begging me to stop.”

He moves away from your ear and comes towards your face, his lips inches from yours. You know he's waiting for you to affirm what he wants to do. You lick your lips and say “Yes sir.”

“Perfect…”

His lips claim yours, slightly roughly, his teeth biting your lower lip, his tongue slipping into your mouth, giving you wet kisses, before running his thumb over your lips.

“you remembered to wear this lipstick…” his thumb presses down on your lip, the color already smudging out of the borders of your lips, staining your skin. He drags the color down towards your jaw, his mouth inches from yours. You keep your mouth open as he moves his thumb.

“Good girl…” you hear his voice whisper in your ear, his thumb pressing down on your tongue before he starts kissing your neck. A delicious shiver runs through you as he leisurely moves his mouth over you. It starts off soft, with his lips leaving gentle kisses before they turn slowly more aggressive, his teeth nipping your skin, softly sucking, leaving little red marks. Your teeth close over the digit in your mouth, being mindful not to bite down too hard.

You moan as his mouth comes lower, just at your collarbone, hovering at the curve of your breast, where the skin disappeared into the lace. His large hand goes to the catch of the bra, expertly popping it open one handed. He slowly moves the straps down your shoulders, admiring the contrast of lace against your smooth body.

Your nipples are alrady hard and waiting for his touch as the bra finally comes off. He kisses your lips again, his thumb gently settling on center of your nipple and moving it in circles. “Mmm…” You moan softly, making him smile.

“You always make the sexiest noises. Can you be louder next time, my pretty girl?” He continues moving his thumb in circles. You nod your head, your hair flowing down your shoulders.

Your nipple aches from the attention he's giving it, sending small shocks to your core. “Hmm.. So pert. You always make sure it's ready for my mouth.”

He lowers his head and you feel the wetness of his tongue and lips as he sucks. His hand moves to your free nipple, continuing the circling motions. You moan again, much louder this time, earning a look of praise from him as his mouth keeps busy.

His teeth graze over the edge, softly pulling with his lips until you become a tangle of pleasure and strangled noise. With a soft plop, his mouth leaves your breast, the chill of the air after being in his warm mouth hitting you keenly. He blows on it, the cool sensation making you wetter, and more eager.

His large hands run down your body, tickling your stomach, and you feel the muscles contract at his touch.

His fingers skim at the edge of the lacy panties, tickling the skin there but not going under. You make a soft noise of frustration. Nanami turns to look at you.

“Use your words baby. What do good girls say?”

You look at him for a second before whispering in a sultry voice, “Please…”

“That’s right. And what do the best girls do?”

You blush slightly at his words, but know he won’t go further if you don’t comply. Embarrassed at how quickly you had gotten wet, you roll over onto your stomach, and raise yourself up on your hands and knees. You place your head down on the pillow and arch your back so that the round curve of your ass is in the air, the action naturally spreading apart your moist lips. You feel so exposed, and can feel moisture gathering on the crotch of your panties.

Nanami smiles wickedly at this, and reaches out to pet you, his hand starting at the hair near the nape of your neck, coming slowly down your back, and over the curve of your ass. He gives it a sharp smack, and you gasp at the unexpected sting. He smacked it again, this time on the other side. You moan at the action, and this only makes him repeat the action a few more times, the loud sound of his hand echoing in the room. The skin pinkens, and just when you think you’re going to start crying, his palm softly cups the curves, stroking it, soothing out the pain.

“That was for not getting into position before I asked. You’re my perfect girl right? I need you to be ready before I ask.”

“Sorry sir. I won’t do it again.” Your voice is full of apologies, desperate to be good for him, to please him.

A grunt escapes him and his finger softly trails down the crotch of your panties. “Already so wet. Good. I like it when you’re already prepared for me.”

He teases you through the fabric, his finger too light and your panties acting as an effective barrier from getting the stimulation you need. Your sounds are muffled as you bite the pillow, your lipstick leaving marks on the case.

Another hard smack on your ass makes you lift your head a little as you gasp from the pain.

“What did I ask you to do?” His voice is commanding and rough.

“You…asked me to be louder…sir.”

“Then why are you biting the pillow? Are you ashamed at showing how needy you are? Maybe you don’t really want this.” He spanks you again, each consecutive one becoming increasingly harder until you blink back a few tears.

“I’m sorry sir,” You gasp, each sharp smack stinging your ass. “I’ll be good...I’m so needy…always needy…I want it so much…always want it…I’ll be better… I promise.” You blink back tears and feel him reach up and wipe them away.

“I know. Now show me how sorry you are…”

His finger hooks into the crotch of the lacy panties you’re wearing and pushes them to the side. The soft pink labia are dripping, glistening with the moisture from your arousal. He gathers some of the slick moisture on his fingertip, moving it upwards from your core towards your clit.

“Mm…ahhh…” You make your pleasure known loudly as his finger gently moves through the folds, slickening the little bud, feel his thumb and index softly grasp the hood surrounding it and roll it between his fingers.

A loud, primal noise leaves your mouth as he expertly plays with your clit.

“What do we say when we like something, y/n?”

“Please don’t stop sir…please…keep playing with my clit…” You beg loudly, your body desperately trying not to move, lest you make him lose the rhythm.

His fingers expertly continue to roll the bud softly, and your mouth can’t seem to stop from sobbing out your pleasure. “Please sir…I want more of this …please please….”

“Spread your legs wider.” Another command. Your whole pussy aches for more attention but you do as you’re told, spreading your legs further apart without lowering the arch of your back.

His fingers pull at the waistband of the lace panties and drags them down, lifting your feet to pull them off. You feel yourself blush in embarrassment as he puts his nose into the folds of your pussy and inhales deeply.

“Sir…I…”

“Can’t I smell my pretty girl’s pussy? I think the smell of her waiting for me to fuck her is pretty nice…”

Your face reddens more and your whole body feels hot. He hasn’t stopped rolling your clit between his fingers this whole time and you can feel the pleasure building inside you, making your stomach muscles clench. You gasp and moan and at one point, you can’t help it and buck your hips.

“Getting impatient are we?” there’s a tone of amusement in his voice.

To your surprise, he softly probes your wet entrance with a thick finger, testing the slickness and inserts a finger deeply, going past his knuckle.

“Hmmm….ahhh….yes sir….I like that…..”

Another finger is inserted, and you feel full and comfortably stretched out. He moves his fingers in scissoring motions, curling the fingers towards your stomach and stroking.

A strangled cry comes from you. “Fuck…that’s so good…more….please sir more…”

“Is my good girl ready for another one?”

You whimper as his fingers continue to pump in and out of you, playing with that spot that feels so fucking good. “Yes sir…my pussy can take another one…”

He very gently inserts a third finger, your pussy welcoming it, clenching around them. “Good little slut. Your pussy looks so tempting, stuffed full like this…so desperate…”

“Fuck! Yes my pussy is desperate for anything you’ll give me…please…”

His fingers suddenly pull out of you and you moan loudly and disappointedly from the loss. You move your hips, your entrance clenching over nothing. “Please…I want them…don’t leave me like this…please…”

“So needy and desperate…can’t even see I’m going to give you something better…”

You gasp in surprise as his head suddenly appears between your legs.

“Put your pussy on me.”

You know the rules. Don’t question him. But a small bit of uncertainty creeps into you. You had never done this before.

“Sir?” His hands grip your ass tightly, fingernails digging into the soft flesh and you whimper in pain.

“Don’t make me repeat myself. Put your pussy on me.”

You slowly start to un-arch your back, head coming off the pillow as you lower your body towards him. Your wet labia come in contact with his lips. You pause, unsure, then you feel his tongue swipe up and reach your clit.

“Adjust yourself. I’m not letting you cum without doing any work.” His words were strangely clear despite being covered by your body.

“Ok sir…” You balance yourself on your knees, feel for his tongue and shyly grind on his face. Your face is red but his tongue against your clit makes you forget your embarrassment. He moves his hand expertly, slipping it between his body and yours, and finds your entrance. He inserts two fingers and you whine loudly, impaled on them. He was giving you the tools to quite literally fuck yourself.

You grind on his face, and feel his fingers move in response to you. Understanding, you continue to grind, his wet tongue adding sensation, his fingers pumping in and out of you. Pleasure coils in your stomach again, building, and growing. Your thighs tremble and shake, sweat gathering on your body.

“Sir…I like this… it’s so good…yes…yes…” You keep mewling, feeling your climax build, your whole body tight with anticipation.

“Fuck…I’m going to…yeah..I’m going to cum…”

The rest of your words are drowned out by a loud cry of release as your climax overtakes your body. You stop, mid thrust, moans leaving your body as the waves keep racking your body. His tongue never stops, gently licking, pushing you through the heat and pleasure. When you stop shuddering, Nanami eases out from under you. You feel a little embarrassed as you see your fluids on his lips and chin but he doesn’t seem to care.

He wipes his mouth as though he’s just had a fine meal, and looks at you with a smirk. “Did you enjoy that? You were crying like a perfect slut. It’s so good, I like this, I’m cumming sir,” His voice says in a high pitch tone, repeating your words. You flush and look away.

Nanami’s smirk widens and he takes your chin in his hand, forcing you to look at him. “I expected nothing less from you. You did exactly as you were told to do. Followed my instructions, my perfect girl…” His thumb gently rubs your cheek, a contrast to his mocking a second ago. He pulls your face closer for a kiss, and you feel your arousal grow as you taste yourself on his lips, the salty tang of your pussy.

“On your back. You know what to do.”

At his command, you quickly scramble towards the pillows, turning onto your back, lifting your legs up, spread apart. You watch hungrily as he strips off his clothes, his muscular frame fully visible, his cock thick and already dripping with precum. He palms his erection, then moves between your legs, your ankles hooking around his neck, lifting your lower body up by the slightest of inches.

His cock moves between your folds, entering you with little resistance. You moan as he stretches out your pussy, bottoming out, a low growl coming from his throat. His thick length sits right at your cervix, all your fluids covering him.

“You are going to say how good you feel while I fuck you, understand?” Poor you, you’re so desperate for him to move that you only listen to half his words. In response, he roughly twists your nipple, causing you to cry out from the sudden shock of pain.

“Are you listening to me? Or is my cock being in your pussy stopping you from speaking?” He smirks. “It shouldn’t, because if I wanted that i would have shoved it in your mouth…”

He starts to pull out, inch by inch and just as the tip is about to slip out…

“No! I heard! I’ll say it…I love your cock in me…I love being fucked by you…I’ll keep saying it…I love you fucking me sir…please don’t take it out please…”

“What does my good girl say?”

“Please fuck me…Use my pussy…Make me cum all over you….”

He makes a sound of satisfaction before sinking back into you, his hips rolling smoothly as he sets up a rhythm, your slightly arched body rising off the mattress as you hang onto him by your ankles and knees. You can feel the veins on his cock rubbing deliciously at your wet walls. You keep singing praises, telling him how much you love his cock, how you can’t get enough of him, how your body and your pussy belong to him and only him.

His hands roughly grip your hips, fingers leaving marks in the soft flesh as he continues to fuck you. Your moans fill the room, sounds of squelching hitting your ears as your pussy gets pounded. You can’t help your reaction to him. He knows how to please you, and you trust him to take care of your every need as long you listen to him.

“Play with your clit,” his instructions come in a clipped manner, not losing rhythm.

“Hmm…yes sir…” You reach your hand down, feel the hot pulsing bud, and start rubbing it, the sensation making you feel like you might black out from pleasure. Your moans become pants now, your breathing matching the rhythm of his thrusting.

“If you could see yourself right now…” Nanami’s eyes never leave your face, watching every expression, drinking in the sight of your flushed skin, your mouth hanging open as you cry out your pleasure. His head dips down to your mouth, his lips pressing against yours in an aggressive kiss, swallowing the sounds you made.

His hands grip your hair, yanking your head back, exposing your throat, and you almost lose your grip on his shoulders with your ankles, straining your muscles to keep them up.

Your pussy starts contracting, you feel the familiar sensation of a climax growing to its peak.

“Sir I…”

“I can feel it…Be a good girl…make a mess all over me…”

You whimper at his words, so full of him, feel his cock twitch, feel his base pulsate as he bottoms out, knowing he won’t chase his own orgasm until you cum first. He adjusts himself ever so slightly and the action is enough that he strokes deliciously over that sensitive spot inside you at the perfect angle. Your fingers relentlessly stroke your clit, your jaw tightening as you feel your climax approach.

“I’m almost…there…”

“Let me hear it…”

It hits you, strong and hot. Words keep spilling out of your mouth as you climax around his length, pussy spasming uncontrollably, the one hand wrapped around him digging into his back, nails scratching him.

“Mmm…Sir…that was so good….I want your cum now…inside me…please…”

Satisfied with your orgasm, his hips pick up speed, his cock pushing deeply into you, and you cry out weakly at the sensitivity. Sweat forms on his body as he chases his orgasm, until you start feeling the familiar twitches and contractions along his length.

“Fill me…let me have all of it…”

With a grunt, he smashes his hips roughly, and you feel his body shudder, warm liquid being spilled into you as he catches his breath. You hug his body to yours as he climaxes, hear his hoarse pants in your ear.

Knowing it’s ok to do so now, you gently kiss his cheek. “Nanami…my Nanami…” you whisper to him, finally able to use his name.

You hear him make a satisfied noise and he pulls you to him, laying down on the bed. His thumb swipes at the lipstick he smeared on your face earlier.

“You should wear this color more often Y/n.”

You giggle. “Anything for you Nanami.”

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