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Hi, I read your senku fluffy alphabet and wondered if you could make one with Nanami sai. There is not much content about him. You can ignore the request if it's not to your liking.

a/n: thank you for your request! i haven’t read the manga in a while so my characterization might be a little off…i’m very sorry if i’m missing/forgetting any details!

( A ) AFFECTION — how affectionate are they? how do they show affection?

sai mostly shows his affection through his actions; paying attention to your interests and engaging with them, offering support when doing something, asking how are you, and overall just doing his best to take care of and look after you. he’s not big on physical affection, especially pda, but even though he might initially shy away from it, give him some time, and he’ll probably come to enjoy some of it a fair amount.

if i were to associate him with a love language, it would probably be acts of service. it's just the way i believe he'd want others to care for him, which is why he does the same for you.

( B ) BEST FRIEND — what would they be like as a best friend? how would the friendship start?

the friendship would probably start over a mutual interest! especially if you take an interest in his work and hobbies. he may be a little nervous to open up about it, but just push through with enthusiasm and eventually he gets even more passionate than you initially do.

he’s the kind of friend you always go to first to share something with, and vice versa. he’s always dropping by to update you on the things going on in his life and with his hobbies, casually ranting as you go about your day. it’s the same with you. he’s also a very dependable friend who’s willingly to do pretty much anything with or for you with a bit of persuading. the type to always come through with favours, or help you work through difficulties in your own day to day tasks.

especially since he can be a pretty nervous person, having another like-minded friend in situations that make you feel the same way helps alleviate that pressure and make you feel less alone, helping you shoulder that weight.

( C ) CUDDLES — do they like to cuddle? how would they cuddle?

i don’t think he adores it—i think he values his space, especially if he’s trying to do something like rest, and having someone get into his bubble would stress him out—but he isn’t entirely opposed to it. he’s a little shy about it, having zero clue where to place his hands or legs at first, but with some experience, he doesn’t fight back when you suddenly collapse against him, wrapping an arm around your waist or behind your head, ever so slightly securing you closer against him.

( D ) DOMESTIC — do they want to settle down? how are they at cooking and cleaning?

the idea of it both makes him giddy and stresses him out. it just seems like such a large responsibility, such a big step in your relationship! pretty much a bit into your dating he’s figured he’d spend the rest of his life with you, so no problems from him there. i'm stereotyping a little with this, but i believe he isn’t the best at chores, especially cooking, probably accustomed to his meals being prepped by someone else or mostly having take out in india, and considering the organized mess he has in his office when he works, it’s safe to say he probably has a little habit of leaving things messy as well.

( E ) ENDING — if they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?

it really depends on the circumstance. i think typically, if sai had felt it was long time coming, he’d plan for a while how to break the news gently, but firmly. he’d very obviously plan to do it privately, and would probably initially start off nervous before he kind of gives you a speech of sorts explaining why the relationship needs to end. it’s obviously hurtful, but you can see that he genuinely does his best to minimize the pain that might come out of it. in a much harsher case, he might just blurt it out at one point, again, nervous (and horrified by his straightforwardness), but in the same way firm in giving you an explanation at the very least.

( F ) FIANCÉ — how do they feel about commitment? how quick would they want to get married?

like a lot of the initial relationship stuff, and similarly to settling down, i think the idea of commitment makes him a little nervous just because of how much its emphasised on being life-changing and a little stressful. but at the same time, he finds its something he really wouldn’t mind if it was with the right person, maybe even finding it quite romantic. he’s definitely not the type to rush into marriage by any means, but if he truly finds himself wholeheartedly in love and comfortable with his partner, he’d probably even like the idea of spending the rest of his life with them.

( G ) GENTLE — how gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?

i think, both physically and emotionally, he’s very gentle, and in ways i think it’s because it’s how he wishes for himself to be treated. he often had to put up with the demands of his family and ryusui’s larger than life desires, so he didn’t get very much of that. so of course, he’s going to treat you in the same way he’s always wanted to be treated, because he understands how unpleasant it can be to come off sort of harsh or insensitive, even if there isn't any malicious intent behind it.

( H ) HUGS — do they like hugs? how often do they do it? what are their hugs like?

he’s mostly a casual hugger if he ever does, like side hugs where he brings you close to his side and rubs a hand up and down your arm. he’s not big on it, but he does do it sometimes, especially if he sees you’re down about something. you’d probably have to be the one to initiate a lot of them, especially the more emotional, full on wrapping yourselves around one another kind of hugs, because they fluster him a little at first. you can notice in the way he relaxes with experience that he melts into it quick.

( I ) I LOVE YOU — how fast do they say the L-word?

probably a while. again, he’s stressed over when is the appropriate time to say the word, if what he actually feels for you is love, so he overthinks it big time. if you’re the type to say it early, i feel he wouldn’t immediately respond the same way back. he’d have to think on it, again, like a lot of things initially, is maybe is a little nervous. but if the two of you had been together for a while and you confess to it first, he’ll most likely say it back. in both cases, however, you would have to say it first.

( J ) JEALOUSY — how jealous do they get? what do they do when they’re jealous?

perhaps becomes a little jealous when you agree with someone he disagrees with, or doesn’t like in general. despite his overall shyness in your relationship, i don’t think it’s even so intense that it gets to a point where he’ll melt down over the possibility of someone stealing you away from him when he feels jealous. i think generally it’s just an irritation, possibly insecure thing that’s sort of fleeting. it’s just that he wants to be the one to be on the same page as you, not somebody else, especially not someone he dislikes.

he fights you a little when he gets jealous in this way and you point it out, but not a real full out fight. more so those comedic types where he gets outwardly irritated over something seemingly trivial and it makes you laugh. typically though, a little bit of coaxing with reassuring words and kisses are enough to get him to break his “jealous” state.

( K ) KISSES — what are their kisses like? where do they like to kiss you? where do they like to be kissed?

most of the time they’re shy but sweet, no matter how much time passes in your relationship. they’re not too quick no matter where he kisses you, always lingering on your lips or temple or cheek for just a brief moment longer before pulling away; it’s what makes his kisses so endearing.

his favorite place to kiss you would probably be somewhere you can’t directly see his face, like the crown of your head or behind your neck when he rests his head in the crook of your neck, just to take a little bit of the pressure off. i think he would like to be kissed in similar spots for the same reason, just so you can’t see the way he gets flustered or cheesy and starstruck over it. especially if you tease him for it, he gets all defensive.

( L ) LITTLE ONES — how are they around children?

nervous as hell. he is terrified they won’t like him, might make fun of him, or torment him. he’s also afraid he might do something to accidentally hurt them, whether physically or offend them by some means. but when he gets familiar with them and show him they aren’t so bad, he relaxes and finds them endearing, eagerly joining in whatever antics they get up to (which they take full advantage of, and exhaust his energy).

( M ) MORNING — how are mornings spent with them?

i think they’re fairly productive. probably not the type to lounge around in bed, especially as a professor, even on his off days, so the both of you are doing one thing or another, either separate things in each other’s company, or the same thing together.

you don’t always jump straight into the days endeavours, however. sometimes morning productivity is just cleaning up a little and having a nice breakfast together, whether you decide to cook together or go out someplace nice (the latter typically tends to be the case since, again, he's not the best cook). either way, he can be a nice alarm for you, and help you establish a more productive routine if you don’t have one yourself when you start dating.

( N ) NIGHT — how are nights spent with them?

similarly to mornings, i think they’re also quite productive. he won’t rope you into any of his evening activities if you don’t want to, however, and it’s typically the evening that sai spends catching up on work he needs to do or planning what he needs to tend to the next day independently. i don’t think he minds too much if you were join him, finding you pleasant company, especially if, similar to the mornings, you just work on your own things independently while in each other’s presence. he finds it a good way to wind down.

( O ) OPEN — when would they start revealing things about themselves? do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly.

everything at once guy, i strongly believe this, even without the evidence from the manga. he withholds and withholds and sort of lets it fester until something literally forces him out of his shell or something triggers a snap in his brain that has him tumbling it all out. not just the things about himself, but all the emotions he harbours toward those things, and it also tells you how passionately he feels about said things.

( P ) PATIENCE — how easily angered are they?

to strangers he doesn’t know very well, he’s mostly nervous, but if it’s people he is familiar with, like his brother, he’s more prone to getting irritated with them faster. with you, however, it goes back and forth between a mix of both. as he’s sort of a naturally nervous person, those insecurities he feels toward himself and his own feelings of inadequacy can be projected through irritation onto you. he’s rarely the type to get viscerally angry with you, however. it’s mostly just frustration, with an outburst being pretty rare.

( Q ) QUIZZES — how much would they remember about you? do they remember every little detail you mention in passing or do they kind of forget everything?

even though he has an insane memory and knack for keeping up with multiple, lengthy, complicated streams of thoughts, he is terrible when it comes to memorizing small details about you. it’s not because hes incapable of it or because he doesn’t pay attention to you, but because he self sabotages. truly, he does know all the small details, but his anxiety casts doubt on his knowledge, and he overthinks them. so then he just ends up confusing himself and all together jumbling up info. he gets it down most of the time, though. he just needs to calm himself down.

( R ) REMEMBER — what is their favourite moment in your relationship?

when you dropped by his lecture room late after the work day had ended and way past his teaching time. some time into the night, he had started attempting to teach you his lessons after you examined them over your shoulder from his desk. you sat in a front row seat as sai wrote formulas and calculations on the whiteboard, the two of you laughing as your questions and answers became increasingly absurd as you tried to wrap your head around what has always come so naturally to him.

in the end however, you managed to grasp onto a couple of the key ideas he explained, which excited him greatly, and led to you playfully complimenting what an excellent professor you had, and how you were ready to take him home. it was an unexpectedly fun evening, and he still sometimes chuckles thinking about it when he finds himself staying overtime alone in the classroom.

( S ) SECURITY — how protective are they? how would they protect you? how would they like to be protected?

he's probably fairly protective. he protects you by standing up for you, voicing when he feels that you’re uncomfortable with something or does his best to remove you from any frustrating or nerve wrecking situations. i've said before that he’d like to be protected in the same way, and it’s why he does it for you. he’s always wanted to speak up against his brothers eccentric attitude and people using him for their own gains, but struggled to find the words or courage, so to have someone there to step in and back him up, give him a voice, means so much.

( T ) TRY — how much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?

too much /j. but really, again, he overthinks. he goes through what he things you’d enjoy most, what would be the most appropriate depending on the circumstance, thinking back as to if he’s already given you similar gifts or if he’s taken you on similar dates. he’s pulling alll the stops to make everything feel special. the same goes with everyday tasks, but there’s less pressure on him especially when he grows accustomed to the nature of your relationship, so it’s not as meticulous, but it’s still thoughtful.

( U ) UGLY — what would be some bad habits of theirs?

his anxiety. not only does his own constant stress about things sometimes rub off, but it also makes him defensive sometimes. there’s varying levels to it, but when it’s at its worst, to the point where he’s completely convinced someone is out to get him or is being unreasonable, it’s hard to properly talk to him until he’s calmed down.

( V ) VANITY — how concerned are they with their looks?

just enough to come off as presentable. it’s not the first or second or third thing on his list of things to stress over. perhaps a byproduct of his upbringing, self maintenance and presentability come sort of naturally to him, but that doesn’t mean he has his miss days or typically grieves over looking a certain way unless its completely ridiculous or someone ridicules him for it. even then, he probably wouldn’t put too much effort into changing it.

( W ) WHOLE — would they feel incomplete without you?

while he would like to be around you as much as possible if he can help it, i don’t think he’d necessarily feel incomplete if he didn’t have you by his side. he has his own passions and life he’s created for himself, for the most part pretty independently from the rest of his family, so that sort of gives puts into perspective how well he manages on his own. that said, he does feel more content and at peace with himself and others with you in his life, and would probably be unable to replicate that same sense of comfort with anything or anyone else.

( X ) XTRA — a random headcanon for them!

sort of based off an observation written in the wiki, but sai is a pretty habitual person. he doesn’t go overboard with it, but he’s pretty unconsciously routinely and somewhat predictable. he doesn’t like to stray too off schedule if he has one and if he can help it, and has things that, while they may not have a specific time slot in which he’s to do them, has repetitive things he does, like visit a cafe he likes or spend time in a classroom simply working, or devoting some of his time to a specific task.

( Y ) YUCK — what are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?

already has been clearly stated in the manga, but doesn’t like when he’s used for someone else’s ends. if you solely take an interest in him due to his work and show little to no interest to actually get to know him or do something with him, he’s off put and irritated. just generally being exploited is off putting (as it would be for anyone) and hard to redeem yourself from.

( Z ) ZZZ — what are their sleep habits?

i can see him as both a very neat but also very wild sleeper; perhaps switching back and forth. some nights he sleeps peacefully, blanket casually thrown around his back as his chest rises up and down rhythmically, gently and free of errancies…and then other times he’s star-fishing with his mouth open and the blanket haphazardly splayed over him. good luck being anywhere near him when he’s like this (though i feel subconsciously, he might retreat into himself a bit more if he were to be sharing a sleeping space, but once he gets extremely comfortable, he allows himself to let loose).

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user00003123 · 11 months

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NOW LIVE: SWEET LIKE SUGAR feat. k. nanami

SUMMARY: nanami wasn't having any luck with dating, so his friends decided to tell him about being a sugar daddy

CONTENT WARNINGS: sugar daddy! professor! kento nanami x fem! black! reder, smut, mdni, modern au, sugar daddy/sugar baby dynamics, age gap (reader is 20 and Nanami is 33), daddy kink, slight clit play, oral (f! receiving), p in v, missionary, dirty talk, praise, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap kids), pet names (baby, sweetheart, daddy) wc: 4,151

Kento Nanami was a lonely man. No wife, no kids, no one to share his life with, and no one to take care of. He was alone, longing for companionship and his friends had noticed. Whenever he wasn't hanging out with them, he was spending his time by himself. Even though he would tell them he enjoyed his alone time, he wasn't good at hiding the fact that he was lonely.

His friends wanted to help him, so they invited him out for drinks at the bar, but what Nanami wasn't expecting was their suggestion for companionship.

"Being a sugar daddy?" Nanami questions while swirling his glass of whiskey. He had heard of it before, but he never considered the idea.

Geto is leaning against the bar, eyeing the bartender, "Yeah, you pay a sugar baby for their companionship or for them to have sex with you."

Nanami raised an eyebrow, "Paying for sex? Isn't that prostitution?"

"Well, technically yes, but you can discuss with your sugar baby what you both are comfortable with and what benefits you would both get from the arrangement," Gojo explains. "You've said it yourself, traditional dating wasn't working out for you, and a lot of men our age do it."

"Yeah, it's nothing to be embarrassed or ashamed about, Kento," Toji says, putting a hand on the man's shoulder.

Nanami takes a sip of his whiskey, pondering the idea in his head, "Have any of you a sugar baby?"

"I've had a couple of them actually," Gojo smirks looking towards the bartender raising his glass, silently asking for another drink. "That's how Leila and I met." Nanami's eyes widened, he never thought about it. Leila was 7 years younger than Gojo, but now they were engaged after being together for 5 years.

"I've had two before the one I have now," Geto looks down at his drink. "It feels nice to have someone to be around and talk to keep you from feeling alone."

"Just make sure to discuss what you both want from the arrangement before jumping into it," Toji gives Nanami a serious look. "You don't wanna pursue something that you're not comfortable with."

Nanami told his friends he was going to look into it and they were proud of him for making an effort. When Nanami arrived home, he rushed to his office, unlocked his computer, then searched sugar daddy, clicking on the first website that popped up.

Are you a successful and generous man seeking companionship? Create a profile to meet the sugar baby of your dreams!

He clicks I'm a sugar daddy, then join free to start making his profile. Nanami typed in his name, age, his occupation—raised an eyebrow at body type and height, but added it anyway. Then added personal details about himself, before he got stuck on the 'what are you looking for' question.

"What am I looking for?" he quietly questions himself. He ponders that question, trying to figure out how to put it in words without scaring people away.

I'm looking for a genuine Sugar Baby that I can spoil, spend time with, and hopefully one day come home to.

He thought he sounded desperate and maybe to some he would, but he was. He was longing for someone to care about him, to love him, to want to be with him. He is discouraged with himself that none of his relationships have worked in the past and he needs to feel something.

Clicking the complete profile button, he had to verify that he was himself, then his page was now able to be seen by other people. He looks towards the clock and lets out a sigh, seeing it was 2 am. Nanami shuts down his computer, mentally deciding to shower in the morning, and gets into bed.

Nanami woke up to the sound of his phone buzzing against the nightstand. Groaning in annoyance, he reaches for his phone, opening one of his eyes to turn off his alarm. He lays down for a few seconds before rolling out of bed, making sure to grab his phone, then heading to his bathroom to shower. As the hot water is hitting his back, he opens up the site he was on last night and is stunned seeing how many messages he's received from different sugar babies.

After going through each message and taking a look at their profile, one particular woman caught his eye, and it was you.

Y/n: Hi, your bio is so sweet!

Y/n: I also see you're a professor, what do you teach?

Your message brought a smile to his face, but then he swiped through your pictures and read your bio listing some of the things you enjoyed doing and he was hooked.

Nanami: Hello, thank you. I teach English. What degree are you pursuing?

Nanami had finished his shower and was brushing his teeth when he received an email that you had responded to him.

Y/n: I'm pursuing psychology, but I want to be a lawyer. How do you enjoy being a professor?

Nanami: I enjoy it quite a lot. I've wanted to teach since I was in high school and teaching college students always intrigued me.

Nanami: What made you want to be a lawyer?

Y/n: I've always wanted to be able to help people and change their lives for the better. I also like debating against people, it brings me joy

Nanami: Honesty, I like it. You're going to be a great lawyer one day.

He didn't want to leave you hanging like that, making the conversation seem short, but he was doubting that you would want to keep talking to him. It was hard to not doubt himself when all his past relationships didn't seem to workout, but who's to say this one won't? At the least, he'll have someone to keep him company. He took a deep breath and pushed himself to type his next message.

Nanami: I am enjoying talking to you, and was wondering if you would like to keep getting to know each other?

His heart was racing with every second that passed. You were taking forever to respond—it took 1 minute for your message bubble to pop up that you were typing and another minute for your message to pop up.

Y/n: I would love that! If you're free tonight I would love to give you a call.

He let out a breath of relief when he read your message.

Nanami: Of course, here's my number I can't wait to hear from you.

Throughout the rest of the day, Nanami was on edge about being on call with you tonight. It's been a while since he's talked on the phone with a woman. What would he say— what would you say?

By the time you had called Nanami, his nerves had calmed down a lot, especially when you were leading the conversation, so he could just bounce off what you said. You two had talked for a couple of hours, really hitting it off. The next couple two weeks were the same, spending a couple of hours each night just talking and enjoying each other's presence. You guys even got comfortable enough to go into detail about why each of you was even on the website.

"I know you need help with school, but you're a beautiful young girl. Why aren't you dating?" He could hear you sigh.

"I want to be, trust me I do, It's just—," you fell back onto your bed, hands covering your face. "I've tried dating and for some reason, it just doesn't work out. Growing up I watched movies that showed girls finding true love and it just doesn't seem to be real."

Nanami was quiet for a second, he understood how you felt. He's talked to his students before about how movies and books portray love, high school, college, and even sex. It's all a romanticized version of how the world is, but who's to say you can't make it real?

"Hey, don't get all quiet on me," you laugh a little trying to lighten the mood. "So, why aren't dating?"

"Every time I've tried a relationship or going on dates, she just ends up breaking things off." Nanami was staring up at his ceiling. "A couple of them have said it's because I'm too nice. So I honestly don't know."

"Too nice? I would take too nice over nonchalant or uncaring any day," you let out a laugh. "I don't know Nanami, you seem too perfect for you to have ended up on a sugar daddy site."

"Well, maybe you're the reason why I was on there. Fate bringing us together," you could hear the dramatics in his voice, but there was some truth behind his facade. "...but, you're not gonna know unless you go to dinner with me Friday night."

It was quiet on the other end of the line, Nanami feeling he messed up his chances with another—

"I guess I’ll just have to take you up on that offer," you had some smugness in your voice even though your mic was just muted as you cheered about him asking you out. You know it wasn't formerly a date, but maybe what he said earlier what right.

"Great! I'll text you all the details tomorrow," Nanami felt ecstatic.

"Sounds good. Goodnight Kento," your voice was soft and sweet. It made his heart swell.

"Goodnight Y/n.”

The next day, Nanami called around to a few different restaurants to see if any of them were available tomorrow night. There was a new restaurant that had just opened up, and they had a few more openings and let Nanami make reservations for the both of you. He also called the flower shop down the street from his house for a pickup order of a custom bouquet for you.

Once everything was set, he sent you a message confirming that you were still up for your meeting tomorrow.

Kento <3: Reservations for dinner tomorrow at 8. I would like to pick you up, but if you're not comfortable with that, I will pay for your ride there.

Pretty Girl: Aw Kento :(, ofc I would want you to pick me up. I'll text you my address tomorrow.

Pretty Girl: Are we still gonna call tonight?

God, you're the cutest, he thought.

Kento <;3: Of course, sweetheart. I'll call you around 7.

Even though you guys spent the last two weeks talking to each other, neither of you was worried about not having anything to speak about tomorrow. The conversation between you two just flowed, it felt natural and not forced. Nanami was trying to hold himself back from getting attached too quickly because that's another issue he had and he didn't want to scare you away.

He woke up Friday morning feeling more excited than nervous. He spent a few hours doing mundane things around the house, just to keep himself busy, but around 3 he was quick to try and freshen himself up. Shaving his face, and his below area, just because he likes it better hairless. Gelling his hair perfectly, then trying on every suit he owned until he found the perfect one.

He left his home around 6 to pick up the bouquet he had made for you, wanting extra time for changes if need be. The colors were pretty and went well together, each flower was the same size, and there wasn't a thorn in sight. He paid the ladies, thanking them as he left the shop, before texting you he was on his way.

He was getting more nervous as he got to your apartment building. His palms were sweaty, his heart rate picked up, and he started to feel like he was on fire. Arriving at your home, he texted you he was in front of the building then grabbed the bouquet, leaning on the passenger side door of his car, waiting for you to show up in anticipation.

It felt like time was going so slow as he waited for you, and when he saw you it was even slower. In his head, you were walking in slow motion towards him. You're black satin dress with a slit on the side, hugging your body just right, black heels and clutch to math, your hair was perfect, bright smile with glossy lips, you were breathtaking.

He snapped himself out of his trance bringing you into a hug, then smiling at you while handing you your flowers. The two shades of pink were so pretty, and the bouquet itself was so big you needed two hands to carry it.

"Kento, these are beautiful," you were in awe looking between him and the flowers.

"Not as beautiful as you," you held the bouquet in one arm as he took one of your hands to kiss the back of it. Your eyes were watering and you had to take a couple deep breaths to calm down. It was just, you never received this type of treatment before and you didn't know how to handle it.

"Come on, let's get to dinner," he opens the passenger door for you, holding your hand to help you get in and situated, then jogging to the other side and getting it. While driving to the restaurant, your eyes were looking between Nanami and the road, he looked so good all dressed up and you could see his muscles through his suit, it was turning you on a bit, you had to shut your legs and rub your thighs to ease the tension.

"You okay, sweetheart?" The nickname was not helping.

"Yeah— yes, just think you look handsome is all," you give him a sincere smile and he returns it.

"Thank you."

The rest of the car ride was filled with small conversations, keeping yourself distracted from pouncing on the man you'd only just met 15 minutes ago. He opens your door, helps you out, then guides you with a hand on your back to the inside of the restaurant. He gives the waiter his name and y'all are instantly taken to the roof of the restaurant in a secluded spot.

He pulls your chair out, then pushes you in once you're seated, and goes to his chair. Looking around, there are arches covered in vines, lights going from one arch to another all around, some potted flowers and bushes, palm trees, and umbrellas pushed in a corner for when they're needed.

"Kento, this is....wow," there wasn't a good enough word to describe how beautiful this sight was.

"Do you like it?" he questioned, even though he knew you did.

"Like it—I love it, it's one of the prettiest places I've ever seen or been to," you had the biggest smile on your face and Nanami couldn't help but smile back. "Thank you for bringing me here and for the flowers."

At this point, a few tears were sliding down your cheeks. Nanami had made you feel something you've never felt before, cared for. You two had only known each other a few weeks and he did all of this for you.

"Oh god, I'm sorry," he didn't mean to make you cry, he just wanted you to feel happy. He got out of his seat, pulling you into his arms as you let out a few sobs. "Please don't cry, I didn't mean to upset you."

You pull out of the hug to tilt your head in confusion, "Upset me? This is the greatest thing anyone has ever done for me." You hug him again and then regain your composure and he goes back to his seat.

"I'm glad I could do this for you."

You go through the menu and pick out what you both want to eat, telling your waitress when she comes and introduces herself. Once you both have your drinks, you decide to discuss the terms of your arrangement. Agreeing on there being no expectations for sex, seeing each other at least once a week, and Nanami sending you $500 weekly, you guys were now official.

While you two had just started to eat, you noticed the sun was setting. You could barely eat your food, your attention on the perfect view you had of the sunset.

"I picked this time just so we could watch the sunset together," he grabs your hand giving it a small squeeze.

Nanami enjoyed spending the evening with you, he had paid the waiter for your food, and gave her a big tip, before following you out and getting you into the car. The ride to your place was a comfortable silence. Nanami's hand was placed on your thigh, his fingers running against your soft skin. His action was innocent, but that plus how sexy he looked was making you need to rub your thighs together again, to ease the pressure you felt on your clit.

Your lip was between your teeth and your eyes closed, trying to think about anything else besides Nanami and he glanced at you worryingly, "What's the matter, sweetheart?"

Ugh, that nickname again. He wasn't helping ease the dirty thoughts going through your head, "Nothing, I'm okay."

He was in front of your apartment building, his full attention on you. You weren't making eye contact with him, so he used his thumb and index finger to make you look at him, "Don't lie to me, baby. Just tell me what it is and I'll fix it."

You looked down at his hand on your thigh, then back up to his eyes, "I need you."

Your thighs were squeezing together so tight, he patted one, getting you to stop, "Where do you need me?" He was rubbing your inner thigh, fingers so close to where you wanted him.

You moved his hand that was on your thigh to your clothed pussy. He rubbed slow circles over your clit, hearing you let out little gasps and moans from his touch, but Nanami was a classy man, he wasn't gonna fuck you in his car, not the first time at least.

"Let's go in your apartment, baby," he instructed, and you got out of the car quickly, waiting for him to lock his car, then followed you into the building and to the elevator. You were holding his hand tight, trying to contain yourself. Once in the elevator, you pulled him to kiss you, practically grinding against him. Both of you let out little moans and grunts, your tongues exploring each other's mouths.

When the elevator dinged, you both pulled away from each other, getting out of the elevator. You pulled out our keys from your purse but were stumbling trying to get the key in the keyhole, so Nanami helped you and as soon as you were in the apartment, you were pushed up against your door. He made sure to lock it before dropping your keys to the floor and grabbing a fistful of your ass. Kneading the flesh, as you moaned in his mouth, he picked you up and carried you to your bedroom.

He placed you on the floor, pulling back from the kiss and turning you around so your back was facing him. Bringing his arms to wrap around your waist, he's kissing and sucking on your neck then leaving a trail of sloppy kisses down your back as he pulls your dress straps down your arms. The dress falls to your feet, each heeled foot stepping out of the dress, as he still makes his way down your back to your ass. He uses both his hands to pull your ass cheeks apart and licks a stripe up your pussy, and you're already a moaning mess.

He realizes your heels are still on your feet, so before he's too pussy drunk to care, he tells you to get on the bed and you do as you are told, legs spread, and your wet little cunt on full display for him. He dives right in, sucking your little bud into his mouth, and his name is rolling off your tongue. The tip of his tongue is circling your clit before lapping and slurping at your juices.

"Mmm— Kento, feels so good," you whimper out as your hands are in Nanami's hair, and you're grinding your pussy against his face. He moans loving how you taste on his tongue, eyes looking at you through the valley of your breasts. Your thighs are shaking around his head, all he can hear is the wet sounds of him eating your pussy and you moaning his name.

"Fuck baby, you gonna cum on my tongue?" you nod your head, not being able to form words. Nanami flicks his tongue against your clit, then switches to circling it, before he sucks it into his mouth again and that sends you over the edge. You chant Nanami's name as your legs are squeezing around his head. His tongue is still lapping at your messy cunt and he's addicted to the taste of you.

"Pussy taste so good, baby," he kisses your clit a few times, then uses your ankles to pull you to the edge of the bed. His suit jacket and white button-up were off in seconds, your hands reaching to touch his muscular torso, eyes only concentrated on him.

"You're so sexy, Kento," he shoves his pants down his legs, stepping out of them, then leaning over your body, making out with you again. One of his hands on the side of your face, and the other in between your bodies, lining himself up with you. When he pushes into you at a slow pace, you both moan into each other's mouth at the feeling, your pussy sucking him in and his cock stretching you out. Your hands are clawing at his back, and your legs wrapping around his waist, to pull him deeper into you. When he's fully settled inside of you he can feel your pussy fluttering around his cock.

He pulls away from the kiss to place soft kisses along your jaw, cheeks, and then your ear, "You want me to fuck you, sweetheart." Your answer is quick and you repeat yes over and over until he's pulling out of you then sliding right back in. "How, hm? you want me to fuck you slow," he's thrusting in and out of you at a slow pace, and you're squirming under him.

"Kento— no, faster!"

He hums, kissing up your jaw again, then sucking on your earlobe, "Oh, you want it fast?" He connects your lips again, messily kissing your swollen lips, before he's fucking into you faster, and you can't help but scratch at his back, leaving red marks.

"Daddy feels—mmph—too good,” your head is back against the bed leaving your neck exposed, and his lips are sucking, licking, and kissing, all over your neck. His hands move down to hold at your thighs pushing them to your stomach, as his mouth trails down to one of your nipples, swirling his tongue around it until it's standing straight up against his tongue. He sucks your other nipple while moving one of the hands that were on your thigh to thumb your clit. He's circling the engorged bub and feels you clenching around his cock.

"Mmm—fuck— you gonna cum, baby?" All you can reply is by saying his name and profanities over and over again like a mantra. Moving the hand that was still on your thigh up to your nipple, to flick and pinch it between his fingers, his mouth is on your other nipple, flicking his tongue around it and sucking it into his mouth. Your back was arching off the bed, pussy squeezing his cock so tight, a ring of your cum coating the base of his cock as he continued to fuck into you.

Pulling him down to you, it was your turn to pepper him in kisses on his jaw and cheeks, then sucking on his ear lobe. "I know you wanna cum, Daddy," your breath was fanning his ear. His thrusts were getting sloppy, him just rutting into you, chasing his orgasm. "Cum for me," he rutted into you a few more times before pulling out and jerking his cock, saying your name as his cum coated your stomach in his white sticky mess.

Nanami leaned over your body placing kisses all over your face, then kissing your lips. You looked up at him with a smile running your thumb across his cheekbone, “Do you wanna shower with me?” He circled his arms around your waist, pulling you off the bed and into his arms, then walked you over to your bathroom. He sits you on your counter pulling your lips to his in a deep kiss.

“Lemme fuck you in the shower.”

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