#Nanami kento thrist

[derangederensimp]

Jujutsu Kaisen One Shot Kinktober

#27 Phone Sex with Nanmi Kento x Fem Reader

CW: phone sex, masturbation, daddy kink, breeding kink, dirty talk.

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“What are you doing right now y/n?” Nanami asked, his voice sounded strained.

“Nothing just laying in bed, what are you doing? You sound like you’ve had it rough” you replied. His breathing was sporadic.

“Thinking of you” Nanami said, groaning as his pumped his cock in his fist. He knew it was dirty to be doing this but he couldn’t get your naked body out of his mind. Your voice sounding like you just woke up drove him mad it was similar to how you’d sound when he was pounding into you from behind.

“What about me?” You playfully played dumb wanting to hear Nanami discribe exactly what he was fantasizing. “You know that skimpy nightgown you wear, the soft blue one with the thigh slit. I can’t stop picturing that night you wore it, sitting on the edge of the bed applying your lotion on and each time you went further up your thigh the more you bunched it up till it showed your bare cunt. You knew I was watching from the hallway with the way you spread your legs open, laying onto the bed as your fingers went to your clit. Just begging me to come fuck you instead of finishing up my paperwork. You had my cock twitching and my pants so tight at the sight of you”

Your cheeks turning pink, you didn’t think he did see because that night you kept going at it making yourself cum 2 times before getting under the sheets and going to bed. The heat between your legs growing as you imagined Nanami fisting his cock to the sight of you. If it weren’t for his stupid work trip he would’ve been home and doing all the things he was thinking of doing.

“Oh so you watched me cum but didn’t want to help me with your cock?” you asked.

Nanami groaned thinking about what he did instead. “I just liked watching you, besides you got the job done and twice. I was so mesmerized by you I just jerked off in the hall. I know your cunt squeezing on my cock would’ve felt 100x better than my hand but I didn’t want you to know I was watching you”

“If you like watching you could just sit and watch sometimes but I prefer your cock instead of my fingers” you said, slipping your fingers between your legs. Your cunt was dripping with your juices already, resting your thumb on your clit you circled the spot. You imagined what Nanami would be doing to you if he was home. Accidentally letting out a moan from the idea.

“Oh so someone’s enjoying themselves too. Did I make that pretty pussy of yours wet?” He teased.

“M-maybe” you moaned again adding a finger inside.

“What exactly are you doing Angel?” He stroked his cock slower not to make him cum before he heard you orgasm.

“Not tellin” you teased, biting onto your lip adding another finger inside and hooking it to reach your gspot. You wished you had another hand to grab at your breasts and play with your nipples but you were too occupied with holding the phone to your ear. Circling your clit faster another moan came from your throat.

“You're being so naughty y/n, Com’on tell daddy what you are you doing” His demanded, he tightened his grip on his cock not it was nothing like the real thing. Nothing could replicate how hard your cunt squeezed him when you were getting closer and closer to cumming. It was like your body knew he was ganna cum too wanting to milk him of everything he had, make him a real dad. He swore to himself when he got home from this trip he was going to make it happen. Fuck a baby into you as many times as you wanted. The idea of your breasts swollen with milk made his cock twitch. As well as the idea of how it would taste crosses his mind.

“I-I’m fingering myself” you finally got out between moans. The pressure in your stomach growing more and more with each time you put pressure on your clit and hooking your fingers. You cried out his name over and over again “you gonna come Angel?” He asked “a-ah f-fuck YES” you cried, your thighs shook as you came all over your fingers, rubbing at your clit to ride out your high as you panted to catch your breath. Nanami came right when you did, white ropes shooting onto a towel as he threw his head back praising your name.

“You better be ready for me when I get home. I love you” his voice softened at the end.

“I love you too. I’ll be waiting, Goodnight Nanami”

“Goodnight y/n”

Kinktober Masterlist

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[aestheteanime]

love languages | jjk

ft. gojo satoru, geto suguru, nanami kento, fushiguro toji, kamo choso, ryomen sukuna

cw: generally gn, pretty fluffy

gojo satoru

as much as i'd love to say this man's love language is gift giving, i'm convinced it's physical touch. if you wanted gifts i'm sure he'd be more than happy to buy you whatever you want, but for him, being able to hold you is how he shows he loves you. whether it be holding your hand, having an arm wrapped around your waist— or resting on top of your head— he just wants to know you're there. with him. and just as in love.

satoru also loves to cuddle. he loves loves loves being little spoon and burying his face in your neck something about your warmth reminds him that he's safe. he knows you're always at home waiting for him. you're his only constant in his crazy, hectic life— the only thing in his life that won't change. and he's so grateful to be able to hold you and call you his.

geto suguru

suguru's love language is words of affirmation. he feels that the best way to demonstrate his love for you is through words. his favorite is letting you know how proud of you he is, how you could could never do wrong in his eyes. he tells you how you're the only one he could ever want and that you were made for him. all with the utmost admiration and love in his eyes.

suguru definitely loves praising you, whether it be in soft, low whispers, or stuttered whimpers. he tells you, "i love you," at least twice a day without fail. once in the morning when you wake up, in a low, groggy voice, weary with sleep; and once before bed, with his face buried in your neck pressing soft kisses to your delicate skin while his hands squeeze the plush flesh of your waist. and he'll repeat himself as many times as you need, until he's sure you believe him.

nanami kento

gift-giving. every day on his way home from work he stops by a shop and buys something he saw in the window. some days it's something small, some days it's something expensive— but either way it's always something that reminds him of you. if he can't find something in the window of a shop, then he'll bring you home a dessert. something that you two can share after dinner.

kento is a firm believer that you deserve everything this world has to offer. every experience, every delicious food— he's not concerned with price when it comes to buying you things. if something as small as a crystal will make you smile, then he'd gladly buy you a hundred of them. if it's a kitten you want, then a kitten you shall get. as long as you're willing to take responsibility for it, he's not going to deny you any happiness.

fushiguro toji

toji loves physical touch. i know you saw it coming from a mile away but here me out. he just wants some part of you touching him. just anything to let him know you're there. not everything about toji screams sex god. he can be kinda sorta normal too. especially with you, even the faintest touch could have him clawing his way into your hold. he's very much so more relaxed and docile when he's with you.

toji just wants to hold your hand. he likes the feeling of your fingers interlocking with his, thumb rubbing circles across your skin. the warmth of his hand compared to your cold one he finds absolutely adorable. he never would, of course, say that to you, but it's comforting for him to know you want to be next to him. for him, touch is something intimate, something he only wants shared between the two of you.

kamo choso

choso's love language is acts of service. this man is at your beck and call. you need someone to do the laundry? he's already done it. wake up late? he's made you coffee, and he'll bring it to you while you're still in bed— no need to get up. you're cold? here, have his sweatshirt; no no no he doesn't need it, you're the shivering one. anything you need he'll give you. in some (actually most) cases, you don't even have to ask.

choso actively seeks out things to do for you, but his all time favorite is making you breakfast. at least once a week, he sets an alarm for 7am and clicks it off as soon as he wakes up as to not disturb you. he then goes to the kitchen, makes you a cup of coffee, eggs, toast, and bacon, and brings it to you at exactly 8am. when you're done eating, he cleans the dishes and goes back to bed with you until your finally ready to get up.

ryomen sukuna

sukuna's love language is quality time. it's not that he's lazy or doesn't think of you! he just barely gets the chance to see you, so when he does he wants to really savor it. it's a lot of work being the strongest curse, so cut him some slack. i promise he cares of about you, even if he has a tough time showing it. if it were up to him, he'd have you by his side all the time.

all sukuna really wants to do is lay down with you. just being in your presence is enough for him. you're the type of person who could never possibly drain his social battery (not that he has much of one to begin with but you know what i mean) so being with you is refreshing, to say the least. in fact, you probably actually fuel his social battery. he shows a much softer side when you two are alone so you know how much those little moments mean to him.

#this one has been in the drafts for a hot minute i'm glad i was able to finish it up #anyways i've been thristing over suguru omgggg #anime #anime imagines #jjk #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk imagines #toji fushiguro #toji zenin #gojo satoru #geto suguru #nanami kento #kamo choso #ryomen sukuna #x reader #gender neutral pronouns #jjk drabbles #love langauges #jjk fluff

[mslothbrok]

PART 2 - THIRSTY THURSDAY 🥵💦

(Not my artwork)

The artist is yunonoai. Please support her work. She is incredible! Via insta

#thirstyanyone? #thrist traps #thirsty thursday #DADDYHOME #toji fushiguro #jujutsu kaisen toji #nanami kento #jujutsu nanami #jjk toji #jjk fanart #jjk nanami

[thevelria]

Electric love (Gojoxfem!reader) Chapter 3

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Pairing: Gojo x fem!reader

Summary:This is the 3rd chapter of an AU story, some parts might be canon, but mostly not. It's going to be a love story between you and Satoru with some spice. Warning will be at the beginning of the chapters. Please read them carefully and skip if any of the listed warnings might trigger you. Otherwise have fun!

Warnings:drinking alcohol, slight lemon (Gojo having a boner), nothing serious...yet lol

Wordcount:3503

Chapter1 Chapter2

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“What about you?” you softened the look on your face, because you felt you might overstepped the line. You didn’t want to look like a maniac. “Now that you know mine, I want to know your deepest, darkest one.”

Gojo cleared his throat, trying to get over the fact that you just said you hate him from the bottom of your heart. In this case confessing to you his deepest secret didn’t look like the best solution. Thoughts were rushing through his mind, doing everything to find something…something he could share with you and which would have sounded like a dark secret.

“Well…” he scratched the back of his neck “I hate being a teacher and going for all those useless, boring business trips they send me from time to time.” he lied with so much ease. Then stared at you, examining your expression whether you bought his story or not. 

“Oh…” you tried to push back your laugh “I didn’t know you were a teacher.”

“Yeah, I am. I teach in a high school.” he leaned back on the bench once again, resting his elbows on the back of it. 

“So those young guys are your students? Who you came to the shop with.”

“Yep.” 

“What do you teach?” 

Hearing all the questions Gojo imaginary facepalmed himself at least 100 times in a second. Why couldn’t he say something else. Anything else. Now he had to keep lying and he hated it a lot.

“I teach….uhm….PT and martial arts.” he finally spat out the words, which made you a bit suspicious, but you let it go anyway. 

“So, you are a fighter, huh?” you poked him on the side with your elbow.

“What? No! No, no I am not a fighter.” he kept bubbling.

“Tell me about the business trips!” you smiled at him. You were truly interested, not only faking it. “For fuck’s sake.” Gojo thought to himself.

“They are boring, like reeeeally boring. Endless meetings and things like that. I never know when I’m allowed to come home. Sometimes it lasts only a few days, sometimes weeks, just like the last time.” he pulled an awkward smile.

“So that’s why you didn’t show up nowadays?” you slammed your palm on your mouth. You weren’t intending to say it out loud, yet it somehow slipped.

“Did you miss me?” The cocky smirk on his face made you embarrassed. “Oh, you totally missed me.” he sighed with an arrogant expression.

“Duh…don’t think that high of yourself.” you waved, rolling your eyes.

“Ouch…” he put his palm on his heart, acting like he was near to death. 

The conversation went on and on for who knows how long, when suddenly his phone buzzed. Taking out the device from his pocket, opening the message changed his whole attitude. His face went from soft and sweet to strict and tense in a brief second. “It’s a special grade. We need you to take care of it…right now.” he read the text, frowning.

“Fucking hell…” he took a deep, irritated breath.

“Is everything okay?” you placed your palm on his arm gently. It was clearer than the sun that something was off.

“I…I need to go now. I’m really sorry.” he jumped up from the bench. “I’m gonna need to head to a business trip again, so yeah…” 

“Okay.” you faked a smile. Even if you didn’t admit it to yourself, you enjoyed his presence around you. And hearing the news made you realize he was going to disappear for who knows how long once again.

“I really did have fun with you. We should do this again, when I get back home. What do you think?” he bit his lower lip. Gojo felt the same as you, not wanting to leave. But it was his duty and deep down he knew that just well enough. 

“Sounds perfect!” you sounded more excited than you actually planned to do.

“I’m gonna text you.” he spun on his heels, about to leave. But before, he looked back at you above his massive shoulder “Stay safe, Y/N! If anything happens and you need help, please call Megumi or Yuta. I’ll send you their numbers.”

Satoru didn’t wait for your reply, he rushed forward and disappeared from your sight within seconds.

“How the heck could two high school kids help me with anything?” you frowned. 

***

Satoru rushed back to the school, looking for Yuta and Megumi. Finding them in the shared living room, playing video games.

“You are a fucking cheater, Yuta!” Megumi growled.

“It’s not my fault that you are lame at this game, Megumi.” Yuta bursted out in a loud laughter.

“One more!” Megumi commanded with a stern face “I’m gonna beat your ass this time.”

“Yeah, good luck with that.” Yuta kept laughing. 

Yuta was good at games, PC or console didn’t matter to him. Having a passion helped him to distract himself from the ugly reality he had to deal with. 

“Guys!” Gojo cleared his throat, interrupting the serious battle between the two. 

“Sensei!” Yuta turned to face him. Megumi took advantage of the opportunity right away, defeating his opponent with ease.

“Who’s the cheater now?” Yuta raised one of his eyebrows.

“Shut up.” Megumi waved. “Are you okay, sensei? You look troubled.”

“I’m gonna need your help with Y/N.”

“Huh?” Both of the boys frowned in confusion.

“I need to leave on a mission. I want you guys to keep an eye on her. Okay? If she gets into any kind of trouble, help her out! BUT you cannot say anything about being a sorcerer. Understood? Not even a slight mention. It’s important! Any more questions? No? Great!” he slammed his palms, frowning his fingers together, teleporting himself to his destination point.

Yuta and Megumi sat on the couch staring at each other in total confusion. 

“What the fuck?” Megumi broke the silence finally.

“Well, it seems our sensei is truly interested in that girl. But can you blame him? Did you see how beautiful she is?” Yuta raised his brows up and down a few times.

“Shut it, Romeo. He would rip off your head in a second if you’d try anything.” Megumi laughed “Plus, you’re just a school boy, she’s a grown up woman.”

“Age is just a number.” Yuta shrugged. 

“Oh, yeah…and jail is just a room, huh?” Megumi laughed out loud “Tomorrow we will visit her at her work, just in case.”

“What are you talking about? I’m 22.” he sounded offended.

“Yeah, and what do you think, how old is she?”

“I don’t care. I could be a better boyfriend than Gojo.”

“Yuta, for fuck’s sake.” Megumi laughed so hard, almost fell from the couch “Let’s pretend this conversation didn’t even happen. Okay? Maybe tomorrow I should go to check on her alone.”

“What? No! He asked both of us! Not only you!”

“But he didn’t know that you are not able to control your hormones.” 

“Fuck off, Megumi..seriously, just fuck off.” Yuta sighed irritated. He couldn’t help it, you looked so sweet and beautiful. Having a crush on you wasn’t his intention, it just happened somehow. 

***

You were getting ready to start your shift, fixing your apron. Placing your notebook and pen in your pocket and listening to Claire’s bubbling. 

“And then he asked me out. Can you believe it?” she sounded way too excited “I’ve been waiting for this moment for like eternity. But I’ll need your help.”

“Sorry, what?” you snapped your face to her.

“Well, actually he asked me if I wanted to go to a club on Saturday night. And I’ll need you to come with me.You know, just in case.”

“Ahh, Claire.” you sighed, trying to find the perfect excuse to cancel “I don’t know…I had other plans for the weekend.”

“Like what?” she raised one of her eyebrows “Watching anime? No, wait I know…reading manga, huh?” she chuckled. She knew you were a nerd and she loved it. Just like you loved her and her goofy, sometimes annoyingly energetic personality.

“Fine.” you shook your head.

“Thank you!” she jumped in your neck, hugging you tight. 

The ringing bell above the door warned you two that a guest arrived, so you both broke the hug. You walked to the pantry and she was fixing her uniform and pulling a sweet, welcoming smile. Stepping to the counter, about to serve the boys.

“Good morning. What can I get for you?”

“Morning.” Megumi smiled “Is Y/N here?”

“Oh” Claire looked surprised “Y/N!” she screamed your name “Come here!”

“What’s wrong?” you frowned, leaving the room and smiling, when you noticed the boys “Oh, Megumi, Yuta. Hey! Is everything okay?”

Claire pulled a suspicious smile and left you guys alone, getting busy with cleaning some tables.

“Uhm, yeah. We are just…” Megumi scratched the back of his neck, because actually he didn’t have any plan. They only agreed to come here, but didn’t talk about what to say. 

“I thought you shouldn’t come here without Satoru.” you teased him. 

“Y/N…” Yuta stepped forward “Do you have a boyfriend?”

“What?” your eyes popped wide.

“Yuta, for fuck’s sake.” Megumi poked him on the side with his elbow, shaking his head.

“Why? I’m just curious.” Yuta shrugged, smirking at you, which made you way more uncomfortable.

“Well, guys.” you cleared your throat “I’m more than happy to serve anything from the menu. But otherwise I’m busy. So what can I get for you?” 

“Look, Y/N. I’m sorry.” Megumi massaged his temple, because this didn’t go the way he planned it. “Sensei just ask us to check on you from time to time, if you need anything.”

“I have to tell you that Satoru acts quite weird sometimes. Like how could you help me with anything?” you laughed awkwardly. 

“We can be very helpful!” Yuta winked at you “Helping with groceries or protecting you from anything.”

“Protecting?” you frowned “Okay, that’s enough. I don’t know what this is all about, but I don’t have time for this. Do you guys want to order? If not, please leave and tell your sensei to stop this bullshit.”

Sitting at a table, waiting for their coffee Megumi looked super pissed.

“Yuta, you’re such a fucking idiot.” he hissed.

“Why? What did I do?”

“Seriously? He will kill both of us, if Y/N gets mad at him because of us, you moron.”

“Oh…” Yuta bit his lower lip, realizing the situation. 

***

Laying on the couch in your living room you still felt upset about what happened at work in the morning. Hesitating between either texting Gojo or not. Finally you grabbed your phone and started to type.

“Hey. Please tell your students to stop bothering me at work. I don’t need any help and especially any kind of protection. And do you think I lied when I said I don’t date? Making your student ask me if I have a boyfriend. It’s really unprofessional…”

Sending the text you dropped your phone angrily at the coffee table, turning on the TV and losing yourself in the anime you recently started to watch. Your phone buzzed a few minutes later.

“Princess, I’m so sorry about them. I’ll have a word with both of them. I believed you about dating. Which one asked you this?”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“ I’m truly sorry about this incident. But believe me, if you get into trouble these two could help you out. I just wanted you to be safe.”

“You’re talking about nonsense, Satoru.”

You heard that your phone kept buzzing, but he made you upset and you didn’t care about him and what he wanted to say anymore. So you switched your phone to silent mode. The device’s screen kept popping everytime he sent a message. Then he started calling you, which made you even madder. 

***

“Fucking hell, Y/N. Pick up the goddamn phone.” Gojo hissed, dealing your number for like the 5th time. Not being able to reach you, he almost smashed his phone. Then calling Megumi’s number with a clenching jaw.

“What the fuck did you two do today?” Satoru yelled into the phone. Megumi had to hold it far from his ear. Yuta’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he heard his teacher's furious voice.

“It was just a misunderstanding.” Megumi tried to save themselves.

“Which one of you asked if she had someone?” Gojo’s cold, strict voice made the boys’ blood freeze. “I asked you a freaking question! Who was it?”

“Me, sensei…” Yuta sighed.

“Yuta, what the fuck?” Gojo asked, not expecting any kind of answer, though. 

“I’m sorry, I just…”

“Don’t even start, boy! Just leave her alone, it’s gonna be the best. But if she won’t speak with me anymore, because of you guys…you better hide somewhere.” he kept raging. 

“Is she mad at you?” Megumi asked carefully.

“What do you think? She thinks I ordered you to ask her those stupid questions.”

“Fuck…” Megumi clicked his tongue “Sensei, just let me handle this. I’ll talk to her and make it right. Okay?”

“Don’t you dare…” Satoru was about to give them one more lecture.

“Sorry, what? Sensei? I cannot hear you! Hallo? Hey?” Megumi acted it out easily, while hanging up the phone. “You idiot” Megumi slapped Yuta on the back of his neck “Do you see what you’ve done?”

“Ouch…” he rubbed his neck “I didn’t think that…”

“Yeah, because you are just like Gojo. You don’t think before you act…”

***

As the week went on and on you waited more and more for Saturday. It was weird, you didn’t even remember, when you had a night out at a club for the last time. Maybe before you’ve met Daniel. Claire asked you at least a hundred times just to make sure you were about to show up and not let her down. 

You decided to go big. Standing in front of your wardrobe, trying to pick a dress, which made you feel confident and hot. “Who knows. Maybe I’m gonna allow myself a hook up for the night.” you smirked, grabbing that 2 piece black dress. A quite short, tight, sparkling black skirt with a sparkling black crop top, which had long sleeves, but let your shoulders bare. Simple, but definitely eye catching. You curled your hair and put on some party make up, finally slipped into classic black heels to finish the outfit. 

Meeting Claire in front of the club was the deal. You didn’t have to wait only a few minutes, before noticing her getting out of a taxi. She looked hot, that's for sure. Tight, red dress  ending in mid thigh with a decent cleavage and puffy sleeves. A kinda messy bun and beautiful makeup made her look even more attractive.

“Girl” you smirked “You look fucking hot!”

“Just like you.” she winked at you, while hooking your elbow, guiding you inside. 

The night started and you let yourself relax and tried to have fun. Cocktail after cocktail slid down your throat, starting to feel tipsy, enjoying the party even more. 

Sadly you noticed you ran out of your drink once again, walking lazily to the bar for another one. 

“Hello, pretty lady. Let me pay for your drink!” you heard a raspy voice next to you. As you turned your face you spotted a quiet handsome blonde man. His jawline was rough, but hot. He looked attractive, there was no need to lie. 

“Hey.” you nodded slightly “Thank you, but I can buy my own drink.” you poked your inner cheek with your tongue.

“I’m sure. I just wanted to start a conversation.” he laughed nervously, fidgeting with his yellow, black spotted tie.

“Well, it seems you just did it anyway.” you raised your drink, before taking a sip.

“I’m Kento Nanami, nice to meet you.” he held his hand out for a shake.

“I’m Y/N L/N.” you accepted the offer.

“Where’s your partner?”

“I don’t have one.” you shrugged.

“What a pity.” he shook his head with a slight smirk “Want to dance?”

“Nanami! Where did you disappear?” you heard a familiar voice from behind.

“Gojo, fuck off!” he hissed, before Satoru stepped next to you. The second he noticed you his face tensed.

“Y/N?” Gojo tilted his head in surprise.

“Satoru?” you looked just as surprised “I thought you were on a business trip.”

“Well if someone would have picked up the phone…” he clicked his tongue “But Nanami, what are you doing with my girl?” 

“I’m not your girl!” you huffed in an instant.

“Okay…then with soon-to-be my girl.” Gojo chuckled.

“You are unbelievable!” you shook your head irritated.

“Uhm…” Kento cleared his throat “Have fun!” he vanished into the crowd in a second.

“Y/N” Gojo leaned closer “You look breathtakingly hot.”

“Oh, c’mon…” you rolled your eyes, taking a huge sip from your cocktail.

“So you didn’t miss me?” You kept silent, drinking the sweet liquid from your glass. “Not even a tiny bit?”

“Maybe a tiny bit.” you smiled finally. 

The cocky smirk on Gojo’s face told everything. “Please dance with me!” he grabbed your wrist. Finishing the last sip, you placed the now empty glass at the counter, following a way too excited Satoru to the dance floor. As the song “I’m good” from David Guetta feat Bebe Rexha popped you lost your control. This was the perfect song to release every stress, every doubt, every negativity from your body. 

As you moved your hips left and right to the rhythm you started to sing the lyrics directly to Satoru.

“I'm good, yeah, I'm feelin' alright

Baby, I'ma have the best fuckin' night of my life

And wherever it takes me, I'm down for the ride…”

He smirked at your action, licking his bottom lip, placing his huge palms on your hips, following your movements. The second you turned around and pressed your back against his chest, you felt his body clench. Moving your body the same way, rubbing your ass against his groin drove him crazy. His hands wandered up and down on the side of your body, just as you dropped one of your hands over his shoulder, grabbing the back of his neck. Then you felt something, something hard that poked your lower back and you were about to step forward, but he kept you still.

“Y/N” he growled “Please stay, give me a few seconds to collect myself” his chuckle contained pain and embarrassment.

“Alright.” you laughed “You have 10 seconds to cool yourself.” 

As you counted loud, he focused on his breathing, then finally let you go and you turned to face him. “I’m sorry. I can’t help myself, your body is way too mesmerizing.”

It felt like the next song popped up on purpose. “Middle of the night” by Elley Duhlé. Your eyes burnt in flames. The desire to kiss the man in front of you was harder and harder to push away. As you took a deep breath you stepped closer, hands around his neck.

“Girl, you drive me crazy.” Gojo growled, leaning in and kissing into your neck. The sudden feeling of his lips on your skin sent shivers down your spine. But you kept silent, slightly tilting your head to give him more access, which made him smile into his featherlight kisses. 

You grabbed his blindfold at the back of his head and forced him to raise his head up. The second you pressed your lips against his he let out a soft moan. A moan, which sounded way too erotic. Gojo rushed his long fingers into your hair, gently grabbing your head. You smiled into the kiss, when you noticed how eager his tongue was to meet yours. His lips felt soft, his tongue tasted like alcohol, but you didn’t mind it even for a second. Your hands wandered down and rested on his massive chest, before you broke the kiss. 

“I’m sorry.” you breathed heavily. 

“Don’t be. I’d have kissed you anyway.” he giggled. He leaned in once again, but before his lips reached yours someone roughly grabbed his shoulder.

“Gojo, we need to go! Right now!” Kento looked way too troubled.

“What the fuck, man?” Satoru took an irritated breath.

“It’s a special grade. Three of them…Let’s go!”

“What? Fuck!” he shook his head “Y/N” he turned back to you “I’m really sorry, but I need to go. But we can continue this, when I’m done. What do you say?”

“I say good night, Satoru.” you smiled disappointed, spinning on your heels, walking away. Gojo wanted to run after you, grabbing you and explaining everything. Making you sure that he was more than into you. But he couldn't. He had to leave…right away. 

You looked for Claire, making sure she was having fun with her date. So you called it a night, grabbed a taxi and headed home.

“What’s a special grade?” you thought to yourself in the taxi, frowning your brows. 

#satoru gojo #gojo x you #gojo x y/n #gojo x reader #jjk gojo #jjk megumi #jjk yuta #jjk nanami #nanami kento #gojo fluff #gojo thrist #gojo smut #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen gojo #jujutsu kaisen fanfiction #gojo saturo #fanfiction #jjk fanfic #jjk fluff #jjk smut #jjk thirsts #megumi fushiguro #yuta okkotsu

[azurelyy]

😉 Nanami Kento!

Hooooo boy! You are really not helping my Nanami thrists with this one, Heather. 🥵 Thanks for playing!

😉 What are Nanami's fetishes/kinks?

There is no way, in my mind, that Nanami is THAT big without having a size kink. He loves how small you are compared to him; the way your fragile frame fits perfectly in his burly arms; how dwarfed your hands appear when you stroke down his big cock.

He enjoys teasing you about your size, often holding things up and out of your reach just so he can watch the way your skirt hikes up your thighs as you reach forward, panties fully exposed, moaning and pleading with him. He makes you beg him, and doesn't let up until your lip is trembling with frustration and your face is flushed and exasperated.

Always a perfectionist, it is hard for Nanami to give up control to others. He is a dom, through and through. He'll be soft or hard depending on the partner, but this man will never allow himself to be submissive - he just has too much fun forcing little whines from you; coating his tongue in your slick syrupy arousal until you've stopped moving entirely, too fucked out to focus on anything else.

His big hands will help you sit on his cock once you've orgasmed into oblivion, your body limp from the sheer overwhelming pleasure caused by him and him alone. He'll herd your hips up and down as he fucks into you with ferocity, easily slipping in to your tight hole from how soaked through you are.

His wild eyes watch the way you squirm and moan, following the little sliver of drool that drips from the sides of your moist lips down your cheek, your neck, sliding round the curve of your luscious breasts. Your small hands find purchase on his shoulders as he rises up and forces your back against his muscular legs and he grips your hips, helping your limp body bounce on his dick, dragging you up and down the length of him until the two of you shatter together in a mess of mingled breaths and strangled sighs.

He doesn't let up until he is the only thing running through your mind; until his name is the only word you remember.

Until he is yours.

#ask game #ask away #azurelyy scribbles #nanami headcanons #nanami kento #nanami smut

[j2lx]

Rules for Requesting

Requests: Open

I write for: Jujutsu Kaisen (Itadori Yuuji, Fushiguro Megumi, Kugisaki Nobara, Gojo Satoru, Nanami Kento, Ryomen Sukuna, Zenin Maki, Okkotsu Yuuta, Inumaki Toge, Suguru Geto, Toji Fushiguro, Naoya Zenin; all x reader)

The below are some guidelines on what I will accept and what I will not. Please read all the rules before requesting! If I do not answer your ask, it is because you have requested something that I explicitly stated here that I will not write. Thank you for your cooperation!

Will accept:

Fluff (pure fluff or angst to fluff/comfort)

SFW and NSFW alphabet

Thrists (not full out NSFW fics)

Honestly anything as long as they aren't mentioned below lol (I'm pretty open to anything and everything =P)

Oh yeah and feel free to send asks about random things, as long as it isn't about heavy topics/NSFW content. I would love to interact more with you guys! ❤️

Will not accept:

Pure angst

I'm easily emotional and I don't really like focusing on sad stories, so I won't write pure angst for now. The most I can do is a two part fic, with the first part being pure angst and the second part with comfort and fluff!

NSFW oneshot requests

While I do write NSFW content, all of those fics are my own ideas. I'm not comfortable with receiving requests for NSFW fics because I don't think I'm ready to handle peoples' requests for such content as of now.

Polyamory (be it SFW or NSFW)

I'm not comfortable writing about poly relationships because I don't really know much about them, and because such requests do make me a little uncomfortable.

AUs in general

I struggle to write for most AUs either because they don't interest me, or because they're confusing and difficult to write for. No matter what the reason is, I can't write to the best of my abilities when I'm constricted to any AU, so I prefer to write my fics based on the current universe which the characters are in.

Extreme misogyny, discrimination, topics that relate heavily to slavery

I might write about such topics, but it will eventually take a backseat in the fics, and it will not be on an extreme level (if you want reference on what I'll write, refer to my Naoya x Fem!Reader drabble). Overall, I do not tolerate such topics being requested on an extreme level and while I might write for them, I do not accept requests for these topics.

You can request for: headcanons, short fics or oneshots as long as the request adheres to the guidelines!

Note that I will also update this as I go along writing more fics and receiving more requests (I'm still finding my comfort zone and topics I'm comfortable with writing for!) Thank you for your understanding and I hope to receive more requests to hear your ideas!

© @j2lx

#jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #itadori yuuji x reader #fushiguro megumi x reader #kugisaki nobara x reader #gojo satoru x reader #nanami kento x reader #ryomen sukuna x reader #maki zenin x reader #yuuta okkotsu x reader #inumaki toge x reader #suguru geto x reader #toji fushiguro x reader #naoya zen'in x reader #jujutsu kaisen fanfic #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujutsu kaisen #jjk fanfic #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jujutsu kaisen headcanons #jujutsu kaisen oneshots #jujutsu kaisen x gender neutral reader #jjk fluff #itadori x reader #megumi fushiguro x reader #satoru gojo x reader #nanami x reader #sukuna x reader #toji x reader #maki x reader

[bono-aesthetic]

༊*·˚𝘊𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶?

“𝑨 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒏𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔.”

—𝑨𝒏𝒏𝒆 𝑹𝒐𝒊𝒑𝒉𝒆

𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗅' 𝗈𝗅' 𝗆𝖾 <3ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

༉‧₊˚.- a black, African girl who enjoys writing stories and thristing over 2d men <3┊nanami is literally my ride or die┊18┊aries┊my mama birthed this queen on 05 april┊a whore for strawberries┊you may call me bon bon <3┊yes, i do have adhd ┊ she/her┊ღ

.⋅ ۵♡۵ ⋅.𝗂 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾ˋ°•*⁀➷

₊˚ପ⊹ pink, anime, kpop, chase atlantic, vanilla ice cream, reiner braun, my mom, my melody, dancing, writing, singing, desserts, rain, pineapples, strawberries, my friends, video games, k-dramas, books, literature, movies, music, summer walker, megan the stallion, baking, kento nanami (husband <3), nice people, animals, plushies.

.⋅ ۵♡۵ ⋅.i don't likeˋ°•*⁀➷

₊˚ପ⊹ the colour orange, mint chocolate, rude people, peanut butter, MAHITO, spiders, negativity, smoking, vaping, alcohol, conflict.

ღ don't be all shy on me and talk to me, boo <3

#abt me <3 #༊*·˚bono-aesthetic

[elizabethbennetonweeds]

nanami kento pics after midnight is all i need rn 💦

#jjk nanami #nanami headcanons #nanami kento #nanami x you #jujutsu icons #jujutsu sorcerer #jujutsu kaisen #jjk icons #anime icons #anime figure #anime #hot male #the thrist is real #i love him

[nikolailantsovhoe]

Imagine, Gojo is holding you from behind whilst Nanami is eating you out also Gojo is whispering sweet things in your ear and tease the fuck out of you.

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #satoru gojo #kento nanami #jjk nanami #jjk gojo #gojou smut #saturo gojou #gojo x nanami #nanami kento #jjk smut #the thrist is real

[chrissshub]

ik you want ex husband thirsts but imagine nanami trying to convince you to change your mind about the divorce papers by fucking your brains out… 👀

can I just say that I love your brain, this is pure gold

longer than expected butttt listen...it's good.

cw: slight angst, possessive natures, unprotected sex, sexual tension between Nanami and reader (reader is female)

come thrist on ex-husbands w/ me in my asks :)))

“I’ll let you two talk out any last details,” was the final word of advice given to you by the lawyer, leaving both you and your soon to be divorced husband, Nanami Kento, alone within the room.

You sat in the leather swivel chair a few seats away from him, pursing your glossed lips together in silence. Even though you were left alone to talk, not a single vowel could be heard from your throat. Simply the subtle clicks of your heel rattling against the dark carpeted floor. The searing glare of Nanami's earthy hues burned of a thousand suns, but the strength you had to rebuke him proved to be superior.

What was there to talk about? How Nanami’s negligence drove a wedge between the five year union? Or how you'd press and plead for his time? With those reasons alone, you had nothing else to say to Nanami. It was nothing short of painful, the sorrow hidden beneath the hardened exterior you displayed to the world.

Why, Nanami was in quite the shape, eyes glazed with stagnancy and his appearance screaming of shock. His suit seemed sharper than ever, but the hands that ran along the seams of the breasted pocket trembled with pure astonishment. He couldn't comprehend what landed you two in such a dire situation, one that was sure to lead to the impending dissolvement of the marriage.

Though he was reluctant, Nanami needed to hear your voice, either it be brash and crude or bubbly with the kindest hints of love...he needed to be serenaded, if it was to be the last time.

“Y/N..." he began coarsely, "You don’t wanna sign those papers. I, don't wanna sigh those papers. I mean...how did we even get here?"

You were quick to meet his sights with a lidded glare, a pouty pushing itself out onto your plump glossed lips. "How? How we got here is simple: you push me away, I tried and I tried, Nanami, I really did. But I know when I'm being a burden and I surely know when I'm not wanted," you delivered to him sharply, earning a shallow whimper to ring from his throat.

Nanami stood from his seat, his hand grazing along the hairs of his neck. His eyes scanned over you for a moment, sleek legs crossed over one another. He immediately recognized the dress adorning your body, the firm black lace embracing all your curves. He had purchased the little gem a few months ago, in hopes it would improve the slump he unknowingly immersed you under. His sights trailed to your digits, neatly manicured and drumming along the plush of your forearms. To his shock, the ring he bestowed you half a decade ago still proud along your ring finger.

"Sweetheart, I love you...so damn much. My heart is practically tearing apart as we speak. I know now, I messed up. I hate work yet it's exactly what drove us apart, isn't that ironic? " As he spoke, Nanami's presence seemed to draw nearer to you, presenting with him to stand before you.

You leaned back against the chair, your chin tilting up towards Nanami. He planted his hands atop the armrests, his body hunching above your own. His face wasn't nearly as fresh and free as it was years ago. Unwanted wrinkles and fatigue were etched into his skin, years of stressing taking its toll on the man.

You felt compelled to reach out to Nanami, the supple palms of your hand hugging the curves of his cheeks, contorting around the high points of his face.

"Don't do that," he whispered, "You did the same thing on our wedding night." You drew your visage nearer to his, allowing for the mint scent lingering on your breath to waft past his nose. The pad of your thumb brushed along his bottom lip, your eyes following each movement.

"I remember that, you were a squirming mess. Even more during our honeymoon, especially when I'd sit you down, have my hands around you just like this and whisper that one thing you loved to hear–"

“I'm yours until the end of time. But, if I may ask, what happened to that? What happened to death do we part? he purred lowering his eyelids with taunt, Nanami was hinging onto every word to leave from your lips.

“This is death, Nanami. This is the death of our marriage, we should be parting–” you began, only for the man to break through your hold, planting a firm kiss onto your lips. It was pointless to reject him, the will-power slipping away from your thoughts. Just in the way his lips danced across yours with such elegance immediately had your body weakening to his advances. Your hands fled from his cheeks to the nape of his neck, closing the distance between you both.

His arms laced around your waist, pulling your frame onto the waxy wooden tabletop. Your legs parted to accommodate for Nanami, allowing for him to fill the space. He yanked the fabric of your dress up past your thighs, his fingers clinging to the waistband of your panties as he tugged them down.

You could have hated yourself in that moment, you truly could have. But in truth, you refused the entire concept of divorce to begin with. Your love for Nanami stood at levels that could be reached again, no matter if you had fallen in love again.

He pulled away "You belong to me, and I to you...should I just prove that all over again, Angel?" Nanami huffed, fidgeting with the heavy buckle of his leather belt. You frantically nodded in agreement, busying yourself with pecks along his jawline. With his slacks finally gone from his hips, Nanami freed his length from the confines of his briefs, aligning himself with your thumping slit.

The thick head of his cock nudged as your entrance, pushing into you with the utmost care. You were tighter than he remembered, something he couldn't ever properly adapt to. Nanami could feel the heightened pulse of your heart through your walls, the hissing force of your clenching core surrounding him. The pornographic squeching of his cock sinking into you was drowned from your keening squeals, the curves of your nails digging into his clothed shoulders.

He braced himself at your hips, eyeing at how you sucked every inch of his cock inside. He wanted to make such a lewd comment, the ones that'd have your body heated and twitching under his touch. He wanted to hold and cradle your body close to his, just to admire how perfect you fit beneath him. How could he ever let you leave? His missing piece, better half and the key to surviving the life he lived.

Nanami swiftly pushed another kiss on your lips, your arching back laying clad along the tabletop. His hips plunged into yours, flooding your senses with nothing but him and the addictive girth his cock provided.

Nanami took his sweet time, driving every inch he had to offer into you. He was not met with a lick of resistance to his dismay, surprised at how your body reacted to him. Nanami knew he was to blame, the downfall of what once stood to be a strong marriage. He had to prove his worth to you, proving that he was worthy of all your woes, worries and cares.

His eyes studied your flustered visage in awe, as if he had discovered the world's most priceless jewel. Rivulets of spit leaking from your lips, his thumb slinking into your mouth, only to watch how your tongue welcomed the digit with luxurious laps and curls. All that could come to his mind was how lucky Nanami had been to be blessed with you as his wife, a man who was all but deserving of you.

"I know your body better than anyone. Every whimper, clench, every scratch left along my back. Hell, when you fill my ears with those moans...–fuck, those moans of yours–it's all a sign of just how much you let me love you," Nanami huffed into the air, his digits gently gripping around your gaping jaw.

It was only fair for him to act so possessive of his precious baby, so drunk off lust that nothing but nonsensical babbles sang from your stuffed mouth.

In the exhilarating height of the exchange, the glass door of the office pushed open, revealing the lawyer and their shocked expression. Nanami could only chuckle, chuckle at how you didn't even pay the intrusion no mind, relishing over having your husband's cock drag along your walls once again.

He took the initiative, speaking to the stunned lawyer in a calm, nonchalant manner. "Yes...forget the divorce. she was just feeling a little moody these past few days," Nanami surmised as he peered down to you, a smug grin spreading across his face.

"Y/N's my wife to the end of time after all."

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