#kento nanami THE MAN THAT YOU ARE

[outofcontextfossil]

mappa giving nanami fans a final hurrah before shit goes downhill holy fuck

#thats literally my lawfully wedded husband wdym #NANAMI I LOVE YOU #COME HOME #THE KIDS MISS YOU #I MISS YOU #kento nanami THE MAN THAT YOU ARE #we are actually laying in bed together as i type this we are snug as two bugs in a rug and he loves me and we are married and we live #together and im his wife and he's my husband #i could be so much more insane about this but i have so much fire within me that it has in a way exhausted itself and now im just HERE #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk season 2 #the shibuya incident #nanami #kento nanami #nanami kento

[i4sgwr]

everyone wish my husband a happy birthday 😚

#kento nanami the man that you are #[❕] txt.

[yuwuta]

friends with benefits with nanami wouldn’t work because he would think you deserve better. you think your arrangement is going well, kento has never complained before, and you’re certainly more than satisfied in bed. he’s handsome, strong, kind, generous with aftercare, and really fucking good with his mouth, so there are no complaints on your end. which is why it’s such a surprise to you when kento confesses that he doesn’t like the way he’s been treating you, and no matter how much you insist that it’s fine, and reassure him that he treats you more than well enough, he refuses. 

“but kento, i’m okay with this,” you attempt to convince him that hooking up is enough—he doesn’t need to feel like he has to do more for you, “you’re good to me, and not just in bed. please don’t feel like you owe me more.” 

“you deserve something proper,” he’s adamant, shaking his head, “you deserve more than convenient sex.” 

“but what if this is all i want?” you can’t help but to tease him. he looks awfully cute with his arms crossed, respectful refusal written all over his face, “i think eating me out on a weekly basis is quite enough, it would just be greedy for me to ask for more, don’t you think?” 

your jokes don’t amuse him, but his expression keeps you giggling. still, nanami sighs, and grumbles, “you should want more. it’s not greedy.”

“kento, if i didn’t know any better, i’d think you’re telling me to raise my standards.”

he blinks, cheeks pink with irritation and eyes hollow with tiredness. you push every single one of his buttons and he doesn’t know why, but he would never stop you. maybe that’s where this impeding guilt is coming from—kento likes you, and he doesn’t enjoy feeling like he’s using you, even if you get to use him in return. he doesn’t want your relationship to be transactional, and he doesn’t like that you think such a relationship is okay. 

because, guilt aside, kento knows he wants more of you; he wants all of you. and even if you don’t want him back, he thinks you should know that you’re worth having all of, and nothing less. 

“maybe i am,” he settles, “you are worth more than an occasional hookup. you should be treated better than this, and i am sorry that i have let it go on for this long.”

“this is ridiculous—you’re nothing but good to me! and i like having sex with you. if you don’t want to have sex with me anymore, that’s fine, but—”

“i didn’t say that,” he interrupts. 

“so… you do wanna keep sleeping with me?” 

“yes. but we should go on a date before we continue.” 

“but what if our date is terrible. do we still get to have post-first date sex?” 

he shakes his head, stepping closer to you and holding your forearms before leaning down to kiss your forehead, “i don’t put out on the first date.”

you scoff, taking a half-step closer, snaking your arms around his torso, and grinning up at him, “what a prude.”

at that he smiles, before bending his neck to indulge you in one last kiss. “i’ll pick you up at seven.” 

#kento nanami........ the man that you are #you really could be having perfectly good mind blowing mutually agreed upon fwb sex and he'd be like... no. we're gonna have to date #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jjk fluff #jjk scenarios #jjk imagines #nanami kento x reader #nanami x reader #kento x reader #nanami smut #nanami fluff #nanami x you #💌.kento

[deeoccasionallyspeaks]

nanami would never ignore you. but sometimes he likes to pretend he didn’t hear you call his name just so he can hear your sweet chirp one more time.

which actually shocked him when he first realized it because he usually hates when people say his name. it’s like nails on a chalkboard when gojo calls for him. he merely tolerates it when yuuji says his name because he knows the boy means no harm. hates when anyone else says his name because he knows 9 times out of 10 they’re going to have an annoying request of him.

however, when you’re in the other room & let out that sweet “keeennnn”, he doesn’t feel the irritation bubbling in him like it does with everyone else. it’s the opposite- he gets butterflies. all giddy, excited to see what it is you need. whether it’s help for something, his opinion, or just his presence, he loves to hear his name tumble off your tongue.

“ken?” you repeat, ending in a higher tone wondering if you weren’t loud enough the first time. but he heard you. & he thinks about not responding once more just to hear you again, but decides his desire to actually go find you is much more powerful. he smiles lightly to himself, putting his book on the coffee table before getting up and following the sound of your voice to the bedroom. he walks in, hands in his pockets and smile still plastered, leaning against the doorframe to find you sitting criss-cross in fronr of your shared body mirror. you see him in your reflection & match his smile, whipping your head around before asking

“wanna do face masks with me?”

as if he would ever say no to you.

#no because this is my man #kento nanami x y/n #kento nanami x you #nanami kento x reader #kento nanami #nanami x reader

[kenntolog]

𝝑𝝔 an: hope u like my silly writings!!

“your old room looks pretty cute,” nanami notes, a small smile playing in his lips as he watches you make the bed opposite to the one he’s sitting on, your sibling’s bed that has been empty for a while now that they moved out.

yours was pretty empty too, but at least the sheets were still on since you tend to visit your parents a little more often than your sibling, and one thing nanami observed about your bed is that there is a certain scent that is rooted in it, and it can’t be described better than just you. he saves that thought in his brain.

you finish preparing the bed and step closer to him, plopping down beside him with a bright beam on your lips. “you look so silly on my bed.”

nanami’s arm wraps around your shoulders, tugging you to lean against him as he stares at you intensely, lips curling a little further as he sees the adoration from his own gaze mirrored into yours.

he places a soft kiss on your jaw, nose gliding across your cheek smoothly as he sighs in contentment, “is that so?”

“yeah, all huge and wearing dark on my pink sheets,” you make yourself comfortable on his lap, back against his arm and thighs, big eyes staring up at him and pretty lips parted invitingly. “i made your bed if you wanna sleep already, i know you’re tired.”

“thank you, my darling.” kento mutters, aiming a kiss to your forehead before he pulls back to look into your eyes sincerely. you shift in his arms, tensing as you await whatever he has to say.

“could i sleep in your bed tonight?”

that wasn’t what you expected, he can tell. you give him a questioning look, a little bit of worry sprinkled in the ranging depth of your eyes.

“i think i’d sleep better with pillow and sheets smelling like you and all.”

your eyes widen at his words, face flushing instantly as you make a quick work of burrowing it into his stomach with an embarrassed sound leaving your throat. the quiet giggles that come out of his throat make you whine further as you feel your cheeks heating up.

“nanami~”

“yes?”

“don’t say things like that! my heart is already weak enough because of you.” you say with a distressed tone, voice muffled by the fabric of his sweater. and then barely audible, “and yes, you can sleep on my bed.”

nanami only chuckles in response, ruffling your hair gently as he continues gazing at you with eyes full of love and fondness. later that night you both are all tangled limbs and shared breaths as you hold onto each other tightly to not fall of the bed, barely fitting in its small frame.

#— miya writes! #man i love nanami kento #kento nanami x you #nanami kento x you #nanami kento fluff #kento nanami x reader #nanami kento x reader #nanami x you #jjk nanami #jujutsu kaisen #jujustsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #nanami kento

[gardenofnoah]

“you’re going to hurt yourself like that, my love.”

you startle at the voice over you, having been nearly asleep.

“—uh?”

you turn your head to see Nanami looming over your side of the bed. if you were fully conscious, you would see the tiny look of mischief in his eyes as they roam your body, but you’re not, so you take it as his tendency to mother hen you.

and then he’s pushing you to the middle of the bed despite your whining, climbing in beside you. you try to settle in and find you’re still being moved—he’s on his back, shuffling himself down the bed and pulling one of your legs over his chest. you feel him turn his face into your belly in a move that feels suspiciously like nuzzling.

“what’re y’doin,” you slur, a little petulant at being woken up like this, despite it being well past the time you meant to rejoin the living and despite your own desire to seek out the warmth he’s emitting next to you.

“you’re going to hurt your hip, laying like that,” he says, like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. he runs a hand up the back of your thigh and over your hip, and you sigh a little bit, comforted by the feeling of him.

“i don’t know how you sleep like that,” he continues, absentmindedly dragging his fingers over your skin, making you shiver every now and then.

“feels good,” you grumble, face shoved into the pillow. talking about your bizarre sleeping position and maybe also the way the rough pads of his fingers leave a trail of warmth in their wake. you think you hear him chuckle softly, and you feel him press a kiss to the skin of your belly, right above the hem of your sleep shorts.

it’s soft, chaste—and then it’s not, and you suck in a breath when you feel him kiss you there again, feeling the tip of his tongue drag along the skin that stretches over your hip bone.

and evidently he hears your sharp inhale, because you feel a strong arm sneak around your lower back, pulling you closer to him.

“was still sleeping, you know,” but it’s lost all of its bite and you’re a little breathless now, fixated on the way his free hand slides up the back of your thigh to brush over the sensitive spot just under the curve of your ass.

“go to sleep then,” he says into the soft of your belly, pressing another kiss, opening his mouth a little wider to catch the skin of it between his teeth. he’s turned into you now, and despite yourself, you drag your leg up from his chest so it’s over his shoulder.

he moves to rest his head against your thigh that’s trapped underneath him, and distantly you think that it is more comfortable like this— his head squeezed between your legs having alleviated some of the pressure against your hip from laying on your side. that thought quickly becomes muddled in your head when you feel him latch on to the skin of your inner thigh that rests against his face.

you whine, hips bucking weakly as you squirm under tongue and teeth—both leaning into and trying to get away from the sting of his bite.

“my sweet love,” he coos, running his tongue over the fresh bruise, placating you. you shiver, pressing your face further into the pillow to try to breathe—to ground yourself despite the heat that curls up your spine. he stops, then, and you peak down at him to find that he’s staring back up at you.

“hi,” you whisper, fighting another shudder at the way his lips pull at the corners into a smirk that looks absolutely sinful on him.

“good morning,” he drawls, deep and far too awake. he rests his chin in the space between your hips, pressing a quick kiss above your pubic bone. your hips buck toward him a tiny bit, and his smirk widens when he feels it.

you bring a hand down to run it through his hair, tangling in the blond strands and scratching at his scalp. he closes his eyes and hums, deep in his chest, nuzzling into your thigh. it makes you smile, and it makes you ache.

“want you, ken,” you murmur, squeezing him gently between your thighs and reveling in the groan he lets out.

“i know, sweetheart,” he coos, hands coming up again to grope whatever skin he can reach and pressing a tiny kiss through your shorts, “i can smell you.”

#i started writing this and then decided i wanted to stop #i am a side sleeper and it causes me much pain and strife but i feel that the solution is a large muscular man between my legs #just for pain relief purposes of course #now that i think of it. this is the second nanamin pain relief fic i’ve written #so i am projecting and you’ll all have to deal with that #we’ll call this a little milestone post #700 of you! that’s nuts! #nanami #nanami kento #jjk nanami #nanamin #nanami fluff #nanami smut #jjk fluff #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen #nanami kento fluff #nanami kento smut #nanamin it’s the little things #bwritesthings

[satoruhour]

Nanami, who bakes fresh bread at least once a week probably subconsciously kneads your ass when you cuddle, sometimes even in his sleep. You'll give each other massage often and he'll spend tad longer literally kneading your breasts and ass fghj

a/n: PAUUUUSEEEEE THIS IS SO CUTE !!!! made it a little n*sfw too

warnings: fem!reader, making out, dry humping, p -> v sex, slow morning sex, n*sfw under the cut

bread has always been part of nanami’s life. whether it’s the hindbærsnitter and direktørsnegl his grandparents made him when he was young or when he’s mellowed out into a buttery croissants and cream puffs and now, when all he’s got time for is simple cinnamon bread and sourdough. he’s not complaining — it’s not like he doesn’t have the money, he’s already making bread once a week.

not to say that it’s expensive, but it does take up a lot of time; in the time where it takes him to properly knead everything, he could’ve already made two trips to the bakery and buy his baguette sandwich.

but nanami likes organic when he can afford it, and so ever since he tries his best to make weekly bread on sundays. it’s a habit even after successfully asking you to be his partner with red cheeks, an annoying gojo holding up a boombox and a yuji shaking a banner in the background, and you’re saying yes whilst keeping in your laughter. later they both agreed it was because of them that you said yes, while nanami only asked the older to shut the fuck up.

that habit garners other habits, like how he purses his lips when he needs to get the exact measurements. he does it all the time now when he’s focusing on some sort of task, twisting his mouth here and there. the other relates to the gathering and pushing of dough, having kneaded so much these few years that it’s the only way now to work out the kinks in his body. and yours.

you realise it after date night at home, ignoring every single piece of dialogue in the movie to make out with your boyfriend. you’re sat in his lap, grinding slowly into his clothed bulge as his lips work wonders on yours. you’re sinking more and more into his embrace, leaving him breathless at your hips.

“sorry, i only ever invited you under the ruse of watching a movie,” you grinned, brushing the sweaty blonde locks from his forehead, “i was hoping this would happen.”

“i’ve got a scheming one on my hands, huh?” nanami’s smile is relaxed, letting his hands trail over your ass, but not before he asks and you’re putting them there yourself (“you don’t have to ask every time, kento.”). your ass is so plump and full, he just can’t help but pull and push at the flesh as your lips meet his again. you pull at his hair as the kiss deepens, feeling his hot breath every time you both come up for air. his hands move subconsciously, nudging you deeper into his arms via your ass, but you don’t say anything.

that next morning you’re awoken from the same thing, groggily stirring and blinking through the brightness of the sun, but something else pulls you from your state of unconsciousness — that is, nanami’s hand upon your bare chest, kneading at your breasts. you have to stifle a laugh because you can hear him rouse from sleep, too.

he continues on for a while, grinding his pelvis into yours and now you struggle to hold in moans. you feel dizzy from the bare morning wood pressed into your ass, trailing a hand to your clit to relieve some of the frustrations. you’re wet within seconds, paired with the hand on your chest and the feel of his shaft against your back—

“already in the mood?” nanami mumbles against your neck, pressing feather-like kisses there as he continues to buck his hips into your ass. without much effort, you’re lifting your legs and grabbing his half-hard cock.

“y . . yeah,” you moan softly. with your boyfriend’s help, he pushes past your cunt and in. the feeling overwhelms you as much as it does him, shown in the way his hand squeeze your tits, “f-feels good, kento . .”

where nanami likes to get ready quick in the morning, he likes to take his time when he has you around, hips moving slowly and stretching you out so early in the morning. he flips you over gently as his thrusts stay slow. too slow for your liking, because you’re already fucking yourself back onto him.

“patience, little lady,” he sighs, loving how your ass moves each time it meets his pelvis and the sheer coat of your juices gets him hypnotised. he grabs onto your ass, not sparing you one glance as his hips meets yours halfway and a drawn out moan leaves your lips.

“do you know— you do that . . by the way?” your eyes are scrunched up but you aren’t left to pleasure just yet. you turn your body just right so you could meet nanami’s eyes.

“do what?” nanami grunts out, tongue darting out to lick his lips.

“that.” you nod towards his hands, soft pants leaving your mouth at the two contrasting sensations of the gentle morning and your lewd actions. they’re kneading your ass again and nanami doesn’t seem to know what you’re talking about until you voice it out plainly. “you like to knead my tits and ass quite a bit, don’t you?”

he hums, leaning forward over your body to line his chest up to your back, “yeah. yeah i guess i do.” and he laughs, grinding his cock into you and you gasp; he takes the opportunity to kiss you deeply, hands sneaking back onto your tits and he kneads more knowingly, now, smiling into the kiss.

“can’t blame me with how soft you are.”

“not you comparing me — shit . . — t-to bread,” both your laughter mingles even as his hips speed up and your eyes roll back into your head, wrapping an arm around his neck to feel all of him and he whispers possibly the cheesiest line you’ve known to date, making you both clench around him and giggle uncontrollably.

“it’s true . . i need you daily.”

#WHAT IS THAT ENDINGGGG LMFAOOOO #man sorry guys i struggle a little when it comes to nanami #i am not satisfied w this at all 😭😭 #anon #asks #nanami kento x reader #nanami smut #nanami kento jjk #nanami kento smut #nanami kento x you #nanami kento fluff #jjk x reader #jjk smut #jjk nanami smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x you #nanami x reader #nanami fluff #kento nanami x reader #kento nanami smut

[mylovescara]

ʜᴏᴡ ʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ?

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎?

𝖼𝗐: 𝖿𝖾𝗆!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗂𝖾, 𝗎𝗇𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝗑, 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗒 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄, 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁𝗌, 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 ‘𝗌𝗅𝗎𝗍’ 𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽, hair pulling, and spanking(once)

𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀: 𝖳𝗈𝗃𝗂, 𝖦𝗈𝗃𝗈, 𝖭𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗆𝗂,

ᴛᴏᴊɪ

Slamming into you like no tomorrow. Fucks you as if every time is his last and he can last for hours so expect to be exhausted the next day and he’s roughhhh like will leave you bruised in hickies and marks like he dgaf about the neighbours at all also don't be surprised if you're limping the next morning

—

“Agh fuck—“ You've been at it for hours now the room is filled with squelching noises and sounds of skin slapping “Heh your pussy is so noisy makes me wanna fuck her even harder—” He cuts himself off angling his hip perfectly into your g-spot causing even more moans to fall past your lips

One of his hands lets go of your waist and grips your ass cheeks which are already red from him spanking it and squeezing them “fuck baby, all of this for me yeah?” he gives you one firm slap on ur left cheek his thrusting going at an inhumane pace the force of his thrust making your hips ache but you couldn't care less

The pain mixed with pleasure causes tears to roll down your cheeks sobbing when Toji lets go of your ass and grabs your hair pulling you up towards him and making eye contact with you “Open up” Obediently you open your mouth sticking your tongue out for him “such a slut” he says with a smirking before gripping your face and spitting in your mouth

You swallow it sticking ur tongue out to show him “fuck” is all he says before he grabs you and starts shoving his tongue down your throat making out with your gnashing your teeth together hitting ur lip and drawing a little blood all while still bruising ur insides with his thrust

“You gonna c-cum baby?” you give a slight nod your head feeling too dizzy and lightheaded to answer properly, He reaches his other hand to rub ur clit “c'mon squirt around that dick for me” Your moans increase in volume signalling how close you are

“t-toji I- cumminn” you tighten around him while he rubs your clit faster causing you to squirt and gush all over his pelvis

he lets out a deep breath his head falling back at how tight you got “Ah- ah- take that fuckin cock baby- f-fuck take it-” his eyes roll back as he feels his orgasm creeping up on him “f-fuck gonna fill you up” He lets out a groan before spilling his cum inside you

He lets your hair go letting you fall down on the bed, he leans down laying on top of your back peppering kisses on the side of your face and neck “you ok for round 4?”

ɢᴏᴊᴏ

Starts hard but as he gets more and more into it he starts getting sloppy and random he could be going fast like effing you up for but then the pleasure hits him and he gets slow and sloppy but then 2 seconds later he's up with his cock bulging inside ur stomach again also he's super sensitive as in like he could be on the brink of an orgasm just from making out

—

“a-ah” his head rolls back “p-pussy so good f-fuck-” he's fucking up into your g-spot his hands on your inner thighs keeping your legs up to your chest causing him to feel deeper than usual tip hitting ur cervix bulging in your tummy “t-toruu can’t- t-to muuuuch” your cries only fuel Gojo to go harder

His thrust are all over the place his hips slowing down from sensitivity for a second then all of a sudden thrusting into your guts all over again “y-you close baby?—this pussy is getting wetter with every thrust heh-“ your inside feel like their burning but in the best way possible. You look at Gojo tears in your eyes from the pleasure

He smiles at you pecking kisses all over your face his thrusting still uneven inside you “fuck your so cute” he pushes your legs back further causing him to be in a mating press with you his cock reaching even deeper then it was before “s-satoru! c-close-“

“Cmon baby give it to me” Gojo is relentless his thrust getting harder by the second. He winces at how sensitive his cock is but he’s to close to slow down “f-fuck baby your pussy is squeezing me—fucking milking my cock-“

He lets one of your legs go to spit on his hand and rub your clit making you tighten up against his cock. He rubs it agonisingly slow his thrust still going hard inside

“t-toru! fuck—“ you cum all over his dick your slick all over your thighs dripping on your bedsheets your head rolls back onto the pillows behind you

“s-so tight—fuck” Gojo follows soon after you emptying his balls deep inside you cunt moaning into your neck sucking hickeys on you while he comes down from his high

He lifts his head and smiles at you before pulling you into a heated kiss “how about we get cleaned up now hm?”

Nᴀɴᴀᴍɪ

Slow and sensual makes sure you feel comfortable and hits all the right places and sweet talks you through the whole thing making you forget all of your worries. You're his first priority he always makes sure your ok giving you a ton of kisses down your chest massaging your thighs while he's holding them so u don't get any cramps sucking your tits in his mouth ughhh this man is a dreammmmm

—

“You ok love?” He’s currently behind your kissing down your neck and across your shoulders rubbing his hands up and down your waist grinding his cock on your ass “I'm ok Kento” you smile to yourself Nanami was so good to you. “You need me to prep you baby?” You shake your head, you’ve grown to like the feeling of his thick cock stretching you out

“You sure?” “Mhm” Kento leans down and gives you a kiss on your cheek you look at him giving him your best ‘fuck me’ eyes causing Nanami to bite his lip. He spreads your ass and spits on his hand before rubbing it on your hole sliding his hand deeper down your slit to get some spit on your clitty massaging it making you breath stutter

“I'm putting it in ok? Deep breath in baby” he pushes his cock in knocking the air out your lungs you push your head deeper into your pillow the pleasure making you feel drowsy. “Gonna start moving alright?” He grunts out the warmth and tightness of your pussy causing his breath to come fast

He starts moving his cock in and out of your hole and moves himself down so he can plant kisses all over your neck. His hips moving at the right place not too fast but not slow enough not to feel good but just enough for his thrust to feel loving and pleasurable all at once.

“k-kento…” you close your eyes, gasp and moans come out of your mouth “Feel good love? You're squeezing me so tight” he kisses the side of your face now pressing a kiss next to the corner of your lips

“You look so pretty like this, takin my cock so well, fuck” his praise makes you tighten even more around him making you feel even more euphoric. Nanami groans in your ear “you getting close already baby?” He smiles “your so cute”

You bite your lip and nod your moans coming quicker and in higher pitch while Nanami speeds up his hips pushing right on your g spot “Let go baby I got you”

your vision goes white and the pleasure hits you in the gut “K-Kento ohmygosh c-cumming!” your slick covers his cock forming a white ring around it “That's it, good girl cummin all over my cock like that”

He pulls out and starts jerking himself using his free hand to spread your ass cheek. “Fuck—ugh” he cums right onto your hole watching as it drips down through you lips and to your clit

He leans down and places a kiss on your forehead “let me go and run a bath for us ok?” you weakly nod your head watching as he smiles at you and walks towards your shared bathroom

#jjk #fem reader #jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru #toji fushiguro #nanami kento #jjk x reader #jjk gojo #jjk toji #jjk nanami #jjk smut #jujustsu kaisen x reader #anime #headcanon #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk x you #myluvscara #my man my man my man

[aikatoru]

I truly believed that Nanami is the type of guy to have a Victoria Secret Model approach him and ask him for his number and he’ll be raising his hand 🖐️ stopping her at mid sentence to tell her,

“Sorry I have a wife. And she’s the most beautiful woman in the world to me,” all while looking at you laughing with your friends at a distance.

Just completely and utterly smitten.

#For all you Nanami hoes 😝 #We love a respectable man 😩 #aika writes 🤍 #jjk nanami #nanami x you #nanami kento #nanami x reader #nanami x y/n #jjk x you #jjk fluff #jjk x y/n #jjk x reader

[capricornlevi]

"Convince me to quit my job."

You laugh at the request, having heard it enough times to know he the angle he's going for.

"Kento, no."

A weary sigh from the other end of the phone line. "You didn't even try."

"Because without your job you'd be broke as well as exhausted. And it's just for another year or two, til that partner retires and you can actually start doing what you trained to do --"

You're cut off by a faint groan. "Have you always been this sensible?"

"We'll call it your influence," you reply with a grin, balancing your phone between your ear and shoulder as you make yourself another coffee. "Is it that bad?"

Kento's on day five of a week-long conference out of town; the longest you two have been apart since getting together. You can foresee his answer since he's never tried to hide his misery, but feel it appropriate to ask anyway.

"Awful. Full of boring workshops delivered by boring people in a boring conference centre." A pause. "I'd much rather be home with you."

Stirring the coffee carefully, trying to keep it from spilling onto the kitchen counter, you chuckle softly. "I know."

Another pause.

"What if I told you I'd be home a bit more from now on?"

It's your turn to hesitate, not wanting to jump to conclusions.

"Wait!" you exclaim, and the fact that he actually does wait lets you know everything you were about to ask.

"You got it?" you go to confirm, though it sounds more like a statement than a question, your voice pitching up at the end of the sentence.

"Partner took early retirement," he says, and you can hear his smile from the other end of the line. "Means I can work from home every other week. I just wanted to see your thoughts on my job before I took it, y'know, in case you did have any compelling arguments on quitting."

"I have compelling thoughts on my husband being made partner before he turns thirty, if you want to hear those?"

He laughs, warm and adoring. "Oh, very much so."

#nanami kento x reader #nanami x reader #nanami x you #and then he wins the lottery and quits anyway because that man is meant to be a househusband #born to be an emo househusband forced to be a cog in the corporate machine

[starsinmylatte]

Baby, It's Cold Outside

Living in Japan, you were used to people’s negative perceptions of your tattoos. An old man giving you a world-class stink-eye was more common than rain on a cloudy day, and those views were only compounded by the insular Jujutsu Sorcerer society you found yourself working in….. But what would the famous 7:3 Sorcerer think?

Pairing: Nanami Kento x afab!reader

Rating: Explicit (18+ minors DNI)

Word Count: 4k

Warnings: Brief canon-typical violence, brief hurt/comfort, smut, inappropriate use of a cursed technique, you know what you're here for

A/N: Major thanks to @pseudowho for being so wonderful and encouraging. You should all go read her brilliant fics if you haven't yet!!

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You hadn’t officially met the 7:3 Sorcerer until you were assigned a very lengthy mission together. Still, as soon as you started to learn about him from others at Jujutsu High, you knew your tattoos had to stay hidden at all costs. 

Gojo, a man world-famous for understating things, had described Nanami as “a bit of a grump sometimes,” and you had even seen poor Ijichi nearly in tears at the thought of disappointing the severe blonde. So, in other words, you were right fucked. At the very least, you planned to hide the tattoos so you could make it through the next few weeks without aggravating your partner every time he laid eyes on you.  

You saw Nanami briefly on the day before your mission, and the suited man cut such a clean, no-nonsense figure that you were certain of two things. First, he would absolutely hate the ink on your skin. Second, you’d simply pass away from embarrassment if the achingly handsome man ever had a negative remark about the sentimental art. 

Under normal circumstances, you wouldn’t even bat an eye at someone’s poor opinion of you- actually, you’d probably respond with a cheeky grin and a crude gesture- but Nanami was different. He was respected and loved by so many other sorcerers despite his serious nature, and he was infuriatingly attractive. No man had ever been more your type; at some point, you considered going to a shrine to interrogate the gods about when they read your grade-school diary because Kento was the golden-haired prince of your dreams.  

Thankfully, it was the middle of winter, and all the forecasts called for was endless snow. 

“Even the weather is on my side,” you murmured cheerfully as you packed for the mission, dutifully shoving every long-sleeved shirt and pair of pants you owned into your small suitcase. Everything was in place, and you had accounted for every possibility… or so you thought. 

– (time skip) –

The driving, snow-laden wind stung your face as you sprinted toward the last curse, sword in hand. You could barely feel your lips or fingers, chilled to the bone and beyond exhausted, but this was the last one. The pitiful creature that skittered across the snow in front of you was the only curse left standing. It kept you from a warm bath and a strong drink back at the hotel, and if you let it get away now, you’d never catch up to it again after the storm. 

“C’mon… just a little bit more,” you bargained with your aching body, groaning inwardly as the curse seemed to gain more ground. 

The heavy snowfall muffled every sound and drastically reduced your visibility. Some small voice in your head screamed for caution, for you to go slower, but it was wholly overshadowed by your need to be warm again as fast as possible. Weirdly enough, that small voice sounded exactly like Nanami’s. 

Suddenly, the curse tripped with a yelp, and you pounced on it with feline grace, ready to finish it off. A sickening crack rang through the air the instant you sank your blade into its body. You looked in horror as the ice underneath the curse shattered, revealing a roiling abyss of water below. 

“Shit!” You screamed and dropped your sword, latching onto the ice's edge as the curse sank in a silent struggle.

It fell out of sight as your gloved hands slid on the ice, the loss of purchase sending your body further into the glacial water. You whimpered in pain, almost daring to believe that any second help would arrive- that Nanami would be next to you. Darkness swam in your vision, and your pain seemed to dull. You fought to keep awake, dimly aware that sleep meant never waking up again. 

“N-Nanami, p-please… Help...” You begged into the uncaring snow. 

Suddenly, a strong force grabbed your arm and hauled you out of the frosty water, picking you up almost effortlessly. You instinctively buried your face into your savior’s warmth and were rewarded with the deep, spiced notes of Nanami’s cologne. 

You tried to mumble something, but the blonde sorcerer quickly hushed you, “No, save your strength. You have to stay awake. Promise me that you’ll stay awake.” 

You couldn’t miss the panic in his voice as your eyes fluttered shut. 

– 

*Warm…. Content… Safe….* 

It felt like liquid sunshine had been poured into your veins, thawing every inch of your frozen body. You were curled against something large and warm… Something that smelled wonderful. 

Nanami’s hushed voice washed over you, thick and slow like warm honey, “How are you feeling?” 

You slowly opened your eyes, and your heart immediately jumped into your throat. Your body was pressed against Nanami’s, your head tucked into the soft crook of his neck as if it were the most natural thing in the world. His bare, muscular chest was pushed directly against your plush breasts, his skin radiating pure warmth as the scent of his cologne made your head fuzzy. 

With that image now firmly seared into your brain, it took another second for the rest of your thoughts to process. The first was good news: you were alive unless the afterlife was identical to your hotel room. But the second…. Well, maybe drowning wouldn’t have been too bad because you couldn’t feel that you had any clothes on.

“Nanami?” As you spoke, your voice sounded panicked and far away, almost distorted to your ears. “Where are my- what happened?” 

His head shifted slightly against yours. You couldn’t see his face, but Nanami sounded as uncomfortable as you felt. “I needed to get your body temperature back up… Shoko once told me that skin-to-skin contact was the best way to prevent hypothermia.”

You weren’t sure if you should slap the Doctor or send her a bottle of liquor as he continued, “I did my best to respect your privacy, but it was necessary. I apologize.” 

Nanami’s apology sounded so blunt and detached that it stung. Your face burned at the thought of him undressing you, immediately replaced with a feeling of growing horror. Surely, he couldn’t have missed all the tattoos as he removed your clothes? 

“Oh god… He must think I’m disgusting.” 

Your thoughts and insecurities began to pile up as you lay in his arms, silent and stewing in your mortification. The two of you had grown vaguely close in the past two weeks- close enough to have dropped most honorifics and pretenses with each other. Outside the mission, the two of you had spent time idly chatting about life, and you’d developed a comfortable routine around each other. You had even almost worked up the courage to ask him out for coffee when the mission was over.

Nanami spoke again, disrupting your thoughts, his voice tentative beneath a forced layer of calm. “I can close my eyes and let you dress if you feel up to it.” 

You could only nod worldlessly as your face burned red in embarrassment. His arms dropped away from your back to untangle the layers of blankets that sandwiched you two together, and you bit back a groan of protest. 

“Alright, you’re good to get up.” 

Nanami rolled over, facing the opposite wall. You winced at the sting of cold air as you slipped out of bed and away from him, quickly noticing that the only light in the room was from two large candles and the fireplace. Another groan fell from your lips, “Don’t tell me the power is out.” 

“Unfortunately,” came the curt reply. “The storm dropped enough snow to block the roads and cut off the power. 

“We better get some fucking hazard pay for this,” you swore quietly. 

Nanami was silent for another minute; under any other circumstance, your comment might’ve made him chuckle, “I set out some clothes for you. They’re thicker than the ones you brought.”

You opened your mouth to argue but instantly shut it. You knew he was right. The black pajama set you favored was cute and long-sleeved but made of thin material.

“If you’re sure.” You sighed in resignation as you dug through your own bag for socks and underwear. The only two things you had left were a cotton thong and a pair of thick winter socks with bears stitched on them. You committed to your fate, slipping on the sweatpants and blue thermal shirt Nanami had set to the side before turning back around. 

As soon as you did, another image permanently seared itself into your brain. Nanami lay on his side, hair mussed from its usual neat style, and you were treated to a mouthwatering view of his muscular back. His skin glistened, reflecting the flickering firelight, and your mouth went dry. It was all too easy to think about him looking like this after a more intimate activity.

“W-what will you wear?” You managed to force the sentence out. 

“I have the pair of pants I’m currently wearing, but you have my last shirt.” Nanami paused momentarily. The usually self-assured sorcerer was oddly hesitant as he spoke again, more quietly this time. “I hope it won’t bother you.” 

You stared at the back of his head incredulously. “You? Bothering me? Nanami, you just held my naked body for I don’t even know how long to keep me from freezing to death. You’ve seen what’s all over my skin. I probably disgust you now, and you’re worried about bothering me?”

Nanami froze mid-breath, turning to lie on his back and stare at the ceiling. You couldn’t see the expression on his face in the low light, but you could feel intensity rolling off him in waves. “You really think that I’m disgusted by you?” 

You clap a hand over your mouth, cursing yourself for letting that slip. “I-I don’t- I mean, I don’t want you to be…”

Your voice felt thick, your mouth dry like it had been stuffed with cotton as you covered your eyes and wished you could magically disappear into the ground. You were so distracted that you didn’t notice Nanami slide out of bed and cross the room.  

A gentle pressure suddenly appeared on your shoulder, and you looked up, jumping slightly as Nanami’s warm coffee-colored eyes gazed into yours, his hand firmly gripping your shoulder. 

“I’m not.” His voice was rough and strained. “I could never be…. Fuck, you have no idea, do you?”

You blinked slowly, the look on your face akin to a deer caught in the headlights. Nanami squeezed your shoulder to emphasize his next point, “I have spent the last few hours pointedly trying to ignore how beautiful I think you are.”

“But…”

Nanami held up a single finger, a motion for you to wait. He removed his hand from your shoulder and extended his arm for you to see the black ink nestled against his inner bicep. “Believe me more now?” 

Your gaze washed over the neat, tidy lettering. The tattoo was Roman numerals- a date? You raised your hand slowly, gently tracing your fingertips along the lines as if entranced. Nanami shuddered at your touch.

 “Careful, now.” He warned. “I can’t do much more of this.”

“Hm?” You stepped back to give him a bit more space, but your eyes were instantly drawn to the massive bulge in his sweatpants, the outline of his erection clear against the fabric. 

“I have been trying to be a good man. I have been trying to be a considerate mission partner.” Nanami sighed tersely, his muscles flexing in the dim light as he reached up to push his golden hair away from his face. “I told myself that having a- a crush on a mission partner was juvenile and unprofessional…”

A slight blush crossed the usually stern man’s face. “I wanted to ask you to dinner after we returned- to do this properly…. but when I started taking off your clothes and found…” 

His sentence trailed off as he gestured up and down your body, and your heart lurched. 

“You found?” You questioned softly, almost not daring to believe your ears. 

“You’re a work of art,” Nanami murmured. “I need to know if I’m making you uncomfortable… the last thing I want is for you to feel forced into anyth-” 

He didn’t get to finish before your soft lips collided with his. Your eyes fluttered shut at the taste of him, savoring it. Nanami’s hands instantly returned to your body to pull you in even closer. He held you closely as if you were the most important thing in the world, and you melted against him, sighing gently.  

“No, you’re not.” You whispered against his lips. “I feel the same way about you.” 

His large, battle-calloused hand cupped your face with heartwrenching tenderness. Nanami’s thumb caressed the swell of your lower lip before he tilted your head back so he could look into your eyes. The tender, intimate gesture pulled a quiet sigh from you, and Nanami chuckled, a low, rich sound you felt in your bones.

“What do you want from me right now, beautiful girl?” 

His gaze was intense and magnetic as it drew you in, causing desire to blossom in your lower body. Its electric tendrils wound throughout your veins at the sound of Nanami’s rich voice. You were usually so outspoken and confident, but this damned man made your head swim. 

He stroked your cheek again, “I need you to use your words. Can you do that for me?” 

Another sharp pang of arousal pierced your heart and fell straight through your core like a shooting star. “I want you, Nanami. I-I want to have sex with you. I want more than that, but right now…..please.” 

You trailed off, acutely aware of how your pussy subtly ached and fluttered at your own words. It begged for attention, the small scrap of cotton underwear you wore already damp with arousal. Nanami’s small smile turned into a rather roguish grin, voice rough and low. “Good girl. Let me take care of you.”

Nanami’s praise forced another whimper from your lips as he pulled you flush against him. One of your hands splayed against his chest, the other tangled into his fine hair. He captured your lips in a searing kiss; you felt the thick strain of his erection press against you so insistently, even through the layers of fabric you both still wore. 

With one swift motion, Nanami swept you up and off your feet. You wrapped your legs around his waist, keening as you rocked your aching pussy against his cock, forcing a hiss from the usually stoic man. 

“Too many clothes,” you whined, drawing another short laugh from your lover. 

“As much as I want to see more of your lovely body, we’ve gotta keep you warm, pretty girl.” Nanami cooed, nipping at your bottom lip. He pressed kisses down the column of your neck as he pulled your hips down, encouraging you to grind against him again. “Fuck, that’s it.” 

You swore you could cum just like this, humping his clothed cock like a desperate schoolgirl eager for her first fuck. The friction between your bodies moved the seam of your panties against your swollen clit, making you cry out. His lips returned to devour your cries of pleasure, your kiss becoming desperate, filled with tongue and teeth. 

“‘Nami, please…. not like this. Wanna cum on your fingers.” you beg, unable to stop yourself from chasing your rapidly approaching orgasm, despite your plea. 

Nanami growled, swiftly crossing the room to deposit you on the edge of the bed. “No, I’m going to taste you first. You’re going to cum on my tongue.” 

You sobbed, both from his sinful words and from the loss of his body against yours, as Nanami hooked a finger into the waistband of your sweats. He slid them down and threw them across the room unceremoniously, causing you to giggle. 

That same giggle quickly turned into a wanton moan as his thick finger reached down to ghost over the scrap of cotton that barely covered your pussy from his gaze. Your legs fell open, begging him for more, and Nanami tsk’d softly, his legendary impatience flaring to life. 

Through the heady haze of your lust, you felt Nanami’s fingers hook through your underwear in two different spots. His cursed energy flashed, and his fingers tore through the material like it wasn’t ever there. 

“Nanami Kent-!” You didn’t get the chance to finish chastising him before he knelt with predatory grace, cupped either side of your hips, and pulled your hips closer. He licked a fat stripe through your glistening folds, and your head fell back against the bedsheets; the last syllable of his name instantly turned to a cry of ecstasy. 

He chuckled again, lazily dragging his tongue along the same path before pressing a light kiss to your clit, “I’ll buy you more,” he murmured, “Needed to taste you.” 

You whined as Nanami grazed your clit, the pressure enough to tease but not enough for true satisfaction. He spread you open with his fingers and watched in desperate fascination as your pussy seemed to beg for him, soaked and clenching around nothing. Your back arched off the bed as Nanami took the small bud between his lips and sucked. 

He growled in approval, the sensual timbre of his voice traveling through your body and causing your cunt to clench again, “So perfect.”

Nanami held you firmly in place with his arms as he continued his blissfully torturous assault on your body. He alternated between sucking your clit and thrusting his tongue into your core, feasting on you with abandon like he needed your taste to live. Every so often, his nose tapped against your swollen clit, and you saw stars. 

You moaned his name as Nanami’s clever fingers traced your opening, and you nearly cried as one thick digit fully slipped inside. He moved the finger experimentally, completely entranced by the way your velvet walls fluttered around him, begging him to stay inside you.

“Need to cum…. please.” You sob, desperately trying not to wrap your legs around his head and hold him in place forever.

“You’re doing so well for me- so fucking beautiful.” Nanami praised roughly and slipped another finger into you, scissoring them and stretching your walls experimentally. Your back arched off the bed again as he leaned down to tongue your clit at the same time. His fingers caressed your g-spot insistently; stars danced in your vision, and the arousal in your body all coalesced into one aching, burning knot. 

“It- it’s too much… Nanami, nnnnguh ‘m gonna-” 

Your sentence broke off into a desperate, airy whine as Nanami sucked your swollen clit between his lips once more, sending you over the edge of a mind-shattering orgasm. His hands stroked the inked skin of your hips, and you sobbed his name as he greedily lapped up the cum from your soaked folds. You gazed between your legs and watched, enraptured, as Nanami slowly stood and licked your cum off of his fingers. 

“Absolutely delicious,” He groaned appreciatively at the taste, and you whimpered in response; the sight was easily one of the most arousing things you’d ever seen. You rubbed your thighs together, wholly lost to desire, the movement shifting the blue thermal you still wore even higher up your body. The fabric moved against your pert nipples, giving them enough friction to tease.

You tipped your head back as you rolled one of your nipples between your fingers with a practiced flourish, and Nanami’s impossibly hard cock twitched at the sight. If you were more lucid, you’d have seen that he was just as affected by the show you put on. The sight of you toying with your plush breasts, wearing only his shirt, half your tattoos clearly visible, and nipples strained against the fabric … If he were a weaker man, he’d have already cum while still in his pants. 

“You put on such a pretty show ‘f me,” Nanami murmured as he slipped a hand into the band of his sweatpants, his gaze heavy-lidded, content to watch you play for a moment. However, you had other ideas. You flashed a coy, lust-addled smile and reached your foot out, tucking it next to his hand to gently tug at the waistband, a clear signal for the pants to come off. 

“So impatient,” He chuckled roughly, instantly complying with your demand. Finally, you were treated to the view you’d been dreaming about. Nanami stood before you, completely nude and almost painfully aroused. A trail of neatly groomed, honey-blonde hair led down his toned abdomen, guiding your eyes to his deliciously hard cock. It was long, with a prominent vein that ran down the side to disappear before it met the thick, swollen tip. 

You spread your legs invitingly, and Nanami crawled between them, the bed dipping under his added weight. He stroked his cock experimentally, hissing as he traced the tip through your warm folds before kissing the tip to your clit. You whimpered at the lewd, wet sounds, your pussy fluttering desperately every time his swollen tip circled your entrance. 

“Please, Nanami….” You meweled, hips rocking involuntarily against him. He needed no further encouragement to slide into your warmth; Nanami hissed and groaned, slowly pushing into you, fighting the urge to just slam his cock inside your core. You took him in deeper, inch by agonizing inch, until his swollen cockhead kissed your cervix, and you sobbed in ecstasy. 

With another low growl, Nanami rocked his hips slowly, watching you fall apart at the unhurried drag of his cock against your velvet walls. “Like that, pretty girl?”

You babbled and whined complete nonsense, biting and kissing into his shoulder as Nanami began to thrust his hips at a faster pace, enraptured by the pearly ring of your combined fluids that coated the base of his cock. In mere moments, he was drilling into you with ruthless efficiency, the room filled with the pornographic sounds of your lovemaking. 

Every one of Nanami’s thrusts sent an electric shockwave of pleasure through your body, and you rocked your hips against him, desperately chasing another orgasm. You wrapped your legs up and around his waist, shifting your hips slightly, and his cock hit even deeper. 

“Good girl… Good fucking girl,” he growled as your hips ground against each other. “Taking me so well... Cum for me one more time- shit, I need to feel you cum on my cock.” 

Your nails dug into his back and arms desperately as the tight coil inside you built and built until it shattered completely. Sparks of blinding white flashed in your vision as your orgasm burned through like wildfire, and your pussy clenched around him desperately. Moments later, Nanami came with a look of sheer bliss on his face. Ropes of his warm cum coated your walls, stuffing you and giving you a feeling of delicious fullness.

A few minutes passed in blissful silence as you both caught your breath. Nanami made no real move to pull out, and you weren't complaining. Instead, he simply maneuvered into a lying position, pulling you close with his cock still buried deep inside you.

 “It’ll help you stay warm tonight,” he murmured lovingly, tucking all the blankets back into place around your intertwined bodies.

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[pseudowho]

Nanami Kento's Massive Squeezable Man Tiddies

@afghanlilith MADE THIS ASK AND I NEED THE WHOLE OF TUMBLR TO KNOW, BECAUSE SHES TOO EMBARRASSED TO SHOW HER FACE.

(Just a neat reposting without the original asks)

Now that we've established the baseline, I think this would happen...

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Kento was ready-- apron on, ingredients methodically laid out, recipe read once, twice and remembered. Stove on. Pan heating. Oil in. Therapy.

Twenty minutes in, lost in the steady satisfaction of a meal coming together, Kento heard the door click open, your voice calling out to him, reedy and needy, the door closing.

"In here, my lo-- whoah, whoah..." Kento stumbled forwards against the counter as you smushed yourself against his back with some force. Chuckling, he kicked one leg up behind him, tapping his heel against your bottom with gentle reassuring taps, all house slippers and affection. A soft, satisfied groan from behind him.

Kento continued to work, musing; almost ready to go in the oven now...all the while feeling your hands almost aggressively stroking up his belly, his chest, squeezing, squidging with fingertips.

He felt your fingertips graze his nipples, and he felt his cock twitch, coughing in alarm as he kicked the oven door open, slid the food into it, and spun round to glare down at you without venom, clasping your hands.

"Do you mind?" He heard a dirty little giggle in his chest as you muffled your face in it, rubbing from side to side.

"Do you mind...having such a slutty chest?" Kento sputtered, ears going red as your hands continued to roam him, while you nuzzled into him, nipping and biting, a woman possessed.

"I beg your--...par--...mmmmm." Kento's head tipped back, eyes drifting closed, accepting the roaming hands, feeling thoroughly used. Glancing down at you, and seeing you look up at him with a wicked little smile and one lip between your teeth, Kento's eyes narrowed.

"Keep that up," he toned, chest rumbling under your hands, "and you'll be in trouble."

"Trouble?" You asked, faux-innocent. Kento's chest rumbled once in warning, again.

"Trouble," he insisted, cock hardening down his thigh, "I'm a busy ma-- alright, that's it." Your fingers had grazed his nipples again, tweaking just once, and you squealed with delight as Kento threw you over one shoulder, with you laughing all the way to the bedroom.

"Apron on!" You clapped, "Keep the apron on!"

Kento huffed, smirking as he kicked the bedroom door shut behind him; "If you insist. Menace."

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[shuugumi]

17+ + nsfw + hints of possessiveness

“good girl, moan into that pillow ah- so only i can hear how good am’ making you feel.” your face buried deep into the pillow as he plowed deep into you from behind. fucking you roughly but messily, almost like it was his first time getting pussy. 

your moans sunk into the soft feathery pillow as he forcefully grabbed a ponytail worth of your hair, pushing your head deeper down into the pillow. he had been forcing your head down to the point where it felt like your face was morphing through the pillow and into the sheets that were under. 

his other hand pushes your flabby thighs in a way where you look like a frog—a better way for him to see the recoil of your ass cheeks bounce off from his pelvis. even if you had no ass, as he fucked you the hardest. he was still able to make that ass shake. 

“g’nna cum!!” you shout into the pillow, followed up by him forcefully bringing your head up, leaning in close towards your ear. “you- ah fuck! wan’ tell the world you g’nna cum?” 

singular teardrops dripped down your puffy cheeks as he fucked you harder but now at a slower pace, you looked behind with one of the lewdest faces he’s seen. a face that was even sexier and fucked out than those trashy hentai shows he’d used to watch years before meeting you. Your face flushed as your eyes could barely hold themselves open, and your mouth was wide open with a dribble of drool escaping the corner of your lips. 

“that’s it- give, give it to me baby.” 

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[sanatomis]

i love how in every fic where the character fucks up and hurts the reader, all jjk men have a little blurb written. except nanami. his part is just: “he’d never do that,” which is true. nanami would never do that to you.

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[chihoshisai]

Life Purpose

Nanami x Reader

cw : established relationship, heavy on loving feelings and fluff ♡ // wc : 637

After only six months of dating, Nanami had moved heavens, earth and even hell to prevent the innocent grin on your face from faltering.   

It was undoubtedly his first relationship, which could serve as an explanation for his excessive actions, and yet deep down he knew it would be his only one. That you would be the only one he would purposefully go through such length for. Despite still living in your respective places, he made it a point to drive you to work every morning, diligently waiting as you struggled through your disorganized morning routine. Whenever his schedule would allow it, he patiently waited near your office for your shift to end, leaning against his car as he held your favorite drink in his hand. And at the sight of your cheerful hand wave accompanied with the persistent smile that decorated your features, the intoxicating sight would make him smile so broadly, filling him with warmth and leaving anyone who witnessed the two of you seething with envy and jealousy as you leaped in his arms. 

His stoic, aloof personality had no place by your side — being replaced by great adoration, as his voice took on a kinder, soft tone; the words spoken with such lightness that he would send shivers down your spine as he lovingly breathed fondness against the nape of your neck. Being filled with the radiating sunshine of your presence, Nanami found himself smiling more, heartily laughing and appreciating life as he held you close, seemingly afraid that reality would make you slip away from his grasp like it once did before.   

Even when his unserious white haired coworker showed up uninvited during one of your dates — shamelessly taking off his shoes to sit between the two of you on the picnic blanket, he simply sighed at the disturbance and introduced you as the purpose of his life. 

“If you have a purpose, something to protect,” Gojo began with a smug grin at the look of the red apple color that appeared on your cheeks, “does that mean you’ll be willing to take on the work I came to offer you today?” he finished, well aware that regardless of the answer, he would enforce the task upon Nanami.

“I’m afraid it will have to wait,” Nanami placidly replied, suppressing the annoyance he felt towards Gojo. What followed was a series of exchanges between the two, as you watched the foreign sight of this stiff Nanami, discerning a hint of exhaustion as he discussed business. As he further pleaded his case, unwilling to cut his time with you short, he and Gojo came to the compromise that the task would be carried out the next day, as the latter left with a bitter sulk on his face.  

“Sorry about that love,” he apologetically smiled in your direction, whilst his shoulder relaxed at the sight of your comprehensive nod.    

It was the first time you had witnessed him choose you over work, and a hunch told you that it probably wasn’t the first nor the last time. You had come to realize that through the tender way he looked at you and the preferential treatment he gave you, the man that currently stroked your hair as though he handled jewels was without a doubt completely smitten by the modest accumulations that brought forth your existence. 

And as the pleasant blanket of the afternoon sun warped the atmosphere, you leaped in Nanami’s arms, being aware that letting such a man walk away from your life would be the biggest mistake you could ever make. So you held him tight, as he warmly welcomed you in his embrace, depositing a shower of kisses upon your head, before his lips went to find yours and enrapt you in the euphoric bundle of emotions he felt towards you.    

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ex bf gojo, ex bf eren, ex bf that, WHAT ABOUT OUR NANAMI 😩

ex boyfriend nanami!!

( the love of my life <33 )

Ex-boyfriend Nanami who still despite your relationship ending still loves you from the bottom of his heart. He sends you flowers every Valentine's Day from the year you split, white tulips because you once mentioned it was your favourite and he hasn’t forgotten since.

Ex-boyfriend Nanami who still has the torn-up top set of the lingerie you bought for his birthday in the back of his closet. That one article of clothing held fond memories of the two of you together.

Ex-boyfriend Nanami who hates to see you act nonchalant at work with him and friendly with other people, other men. He feels a wave of anger when he sees you gift that pretty smile of yours to your male colleagues, he feels an illogical protectiveness as it’s not like you two are together anyways and Nanami is anything but illogical.

Ex-boyfriend Nanami who puts himself into situations where he knows he might encounter you. He doesn’t care that the two of have broken up but he loves you and not seeing for for periods of time leaves him lonely, even more lonely since you split.

Ex-boyfriend Nanami who even after an argument about your relationship and why it ended felt even more love for you, so in the heat of the moment, with your faces inching closer together, he pressed his mouth to yours and kissed you hard. The passion you remember from before came back, the electricity was nostalgic and intoxicating, so it isn't anyone could fault why you fell back into his bed.

Ex-boyfriend Nanami who took your glasses off in a practised motion, one that only lovers have. It’s been a while since either of you has done anything so Nanami keeps heavy eye contact with him whilst he’s going down on you and holds your hand.

Ex-boyfriend Nanami who mutters in your ear, "You're so pretty," and he can't help but smile when you nuzzle against his hand as he cups your cheek, "M’ gonna come, you’re gonna make me come. Want it inside? Beg me."

Ex-boyfriend Nanami who uses the headboard on the bed for leverage to go deeper and faster, to extract new sounds and to tease out new motions he hasn’t seen before.

Ex-boyfriend Nanami who after even after everything loves you and that hasn’t changed a bit despite everything, he whispers this into your ear and you press a kiss to his temple promising that you will actually “discuss everything tomorrow morning but for now, let’s just enjoy each other’s presence”.

Ex-boyfriend Nanami who wakes you up with eggs, toast and orange juice in bed. You can’t feel any stickiness and your face feels clean, just like before whilst you were still dating he cleaned you up and cuddled with you. It felt like no time had passed between you guys so is it any wonder that when he looked up at you with a mix of both questioning and pleading eyes that you said you would go back to him?

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