#nanami so fine | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

novistarplanet · 10 months

Note

Sugar-daddy Nanami Kento is literally rotting my brain rn

ahhhhh omg yes im glad you said sum i though i was the only one!!

cw:

Sugar Daddy Nanami

• So your lower class like wayy lower you work a regular 9-5 job trying to support yourself and buy basic necessities.

• SugarDaddy!Nanami who owns multiple law firms, invested in stocks and a decorated sleeve of sliver watches who always carry a black briefcase everywhere.

• it was a long day of you taking orders , serving and ripping and running from the kitchen to the tables dealing with rude customers.

•just so happened as your running with a pitcher of water you bump into a blonde man with a now dark blue longe sleeve shirt.

• at first the man starts cussing you out leaking out insults after insults until he looked up and noticed who he bumped into (to be fair it was his fault) he whispered an apology and left

• after that day every other day he was sit in your section and only asks for coffee black coffee ew. You too have small conversations here and there mostly questions about your personal life don’t get me wrong! you asked him questions too you found out he was a recently divorced in his early 40s and his name is Nanami (a sliver fox😏)

• you didn’t pay Nanami much attention of course he was fine and all but you have other responsibilities and have other customers to tend too.

• one day you were left with the job of closing up it was kinda scary being alone in the dark. As you being to lock up the doors you can hear footsteps creep up behind you.

• following you instinct you quickly grabbed a broom and bobbed the figure on the head. Ain’t no one was taking you down without a fight.

•you turn on the lights to see Nanami with a bouquet of flowers apparently he thought it would be a good idea to ask you out on a date by waiting till you get off. As much as you thought it was creepy it was kinda sweet seeing this old man stuttering trying to ask you out.

• he picked you up a week after the incident it was a nice fancy place one of the nicest place you been too. After this date you could say you too were dating he would send you money for shopping , paying your bills and even fixing your car for you.

• after a year of the transaction you begin to become insecure did Nanami really cared for you or was he just using you and your body

•he noticed how distant you were with him and bought it up over dinner he made. you told him all of your problems and concerns and he reassured you with so much love almost crying for you to even think that. You spent the night wrapped in his arms.

• a month later he bought you a ring to make it official 😜

Nanami’s gift

#nanami x reader #nanami x you #nanami fluff #nanami x y/n #anon askss <3333 #WHY CANT TOJI BE LIKE NANAMI #nanami so fine #toji needs take some notes #cheating ahh #nanami kento x reader #nanami kento x y/n #nanami kento x you

106 notes · View notes

kunikidas-lost-glasses · 10 months

Text

Okay but Gojo raised two children at 17/18 alone with like zero experience on how to be a good parent while he was training to become the strongest and shortly after loosing his best friend who had also been the one he had been in love with in one of the most horrendous and cruel ways possible all while keeping up an incredibly cheerful and carefree personality.

You can't tell me that this man wasn't emotionally, mentally and probably also physically exhausted during that time.

#Doing all of that is honestly so impressive #And doing so while being at a bad place in life/struggling with mental health makes it even more difficult to manage #I like to think that Nanami and Shoko kept checking on him frequently despite him saying that he was fine and didn't needed any help #He was just 17/18 at that time. He was so young.#Hc: When he had a moment for himself in the evening when the kids were already in bed he would just sit in bed and stare holes into the air #he would do so for nearly one hour unless one of the kids would call for him which happened rarely #shoving only tiny parts of headcanons which aren't bsd related into the posts which aren't bsd related so that I can still publish them #Listening to sad songs while my mental health is getting worse again really sets the mood for this one #satoru gojo #gojo satoru #gojo saturo #saturo gojo #megumi fushiguro #tsumiki fushiguro #fushiguro tsumiki #geto suguru #suguru geto #satoru x suguru #satosugu #jjk gojo #jjk spoilers #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #not bsd related

1K notes · View notes

kentosbabes · 1 year

Text

D for an A.

Professor Nanami who walked into class on the first day not expecting to see you, you had met previously at a party hosted by one of his college friends. But there you are, sitting in his lecture hall with a pen in your pretty mouth. Nanami remembered you vividly, your aura and beauty brought men from all ends of the house to right in front of you. He can remember the drunk kids you shared on a dare. Nanami can see you conversing with another classmate of yours, your head flogging back with a laugh on your lips.

Professor Nanami hated how you made him feel like a blushing schoolgirl. He feels an unbridled desire for you, it shakes him to his very core. He knows he shouldn’t like you like that. It’s wrong, its perverse, you’re so innocent and naive to the ways of an older man. He refuses to acknowledge his feelings for you, which is becoming an increasingly difficult way to suppress his emotions. Nanami fucks his fist with your name on his tongue and your face flicking through his mind in a post-orgasmic state. It makes it much harder to see you the next day for class.

He was nervous, Professor Nanami asked you to stay back after a mock exam. He noticed you haven’t been yourself for a couple days, your usually high exam results have taken a hit. You’re one of his more intelligent students, so seeing you do so bad? It infuriated him. He knows you can do better so that was probably why he asked you to stay back. “I’m disappointed in you and your attitude to my class, do you feel like you don’t have to try so hard because you get good results anyways in the real thing?” Your eyes start to well up and Nanami realises you might actually cry in front of him, “I just want to know why, that’s all, so I can best support you.”

Professor Nanami was shocked when you told him the that the reason why you weren’t doing so well was because of you break up with your boyfriend. You broke it off mutually due to compatibility reasons but it didn’t hurt any less. Nanami was only wishing that he could make you feel better, perhaps go down on you or fuck you till you forget his name and who he was.

It was awkward for Professor Nanami and you after your random breakdown in his office, he was strangely an excellent listener. The kiss you shared at the party was initiated by the crowd chanting and the haziness from the hella drinking you did for your friend's birthday. You assumed he'd want to bring it up but all he gave you were lustful stares when he thought you weren't watching, but you would have to be blind to not notice his darkening gaze when you spoke or looked at him.

You confer with your friend about Professor Nanami and she aptly suggests you need a rebound and he seems single and ready to fuck. Thus began operation D for an A. Nanami noticed a lack of effort on your part in his class work, he asked around and it seemed like this was an issue in his class and his class alone. What was different about him? He told you to stay back to discuss your recent performance in class.

Professor Nanami looked good enough to eat, your plan was simple, to fuck him and rebound from your ex. Hopefully, he's down as well. He asked you to stay back and you hope he's finally gotten the hints you have been giving him all week, including the dropped items you bent down to get and sucking all manners of items like pens and lollipops. He locked the door, "Darlin' we need to talk about your grades." You look up at him and decide to be a brat, "well, have I been a bad girl? Maybe you need to punish me?"

Professor Nanami was not expecting this at all. His eyebrows raised to his hairline, you wanted him? Why? You were under a decade his junior. He stepped forward and put your chin in between his index finger and thumb. "Oh really?" He teased, he would think about the practicalities of this relationship later, right now you're too irresistible for him to resist. You lean in to kiss him and it is nothing you have ever felt before, the sheer practice and experience made you feel out of your depth.

His cock twitched at the thought of you cucking on his dick like you teased him with that god-forsaken lollipop. Lord knows how you pictured yourself on your knees sucking Professor Nanami's cock in his office. The thrill of getting caught somehow made you even wetter if that was possible. You don't know what prompted you to be so promiscuous, but this worked for him. You closed the gap between you and started to unbuckle his trousers, looking up through your eyelashes for permission.

Professor Nanami nodded and you pulled his black boxers down alongside his trousers. His cock was hardening under your touch, it was like nothing you have ever seen before, definitely, the largest you have ever sucked. You wonder if it's even going to fit in your mouth. His grunts and groans sound melodic to you as you kitten-lick him to get used to his size. You breathe through your nose, a tip learnt from your friends but never got to use due to your ex's uselessness in bed. Taking a breath and sucking, deep-throating him. Your cheeks hollowing and tears streaking your face almost made him cum right there and then.

Professor Nanami could've taken you right there on his desk, but he wanted to take his time with you and fuck you senselessly so you forget that ex-boyfriend of yours. He could feel himself drawing to a close, right on the edge, "Doll, I'm going to cum," he pauses, "good girls swallow, can you do that for me? hm?" He throws his head back with a whine caught in his throat, you swallowed. You actually swallowed his seed because he asked, the image of white cum leaking out of your mouth and streaked makeup could've made him fuck you right there.

You ask Professor Nanami for a second round at his place. "Obviously, I still need to fuck you so well you forget his name."

Masterlist

#kentosbabes #kento nanami #nanami smut #nanami headcanons #nanami kento x reader #nanami kento #nanami kento headcanons #nanami kento drabble #kento x y/n #jujutsu kaisen #jjk smut #fem reader #x reader #one shot #teacher x reader #teacher x student #hes so fine and for what #i need him so bad

1K notes · View notes

punkeropercyjackson · 2 months

Text

"We need more male characters who aren't stereotypes about their gender!!!"You guys can't even handle the idea that a character being an adult man dosen't mean he's horny all the time or up for casual sex just because he's hot

@desi-pluto

267 notes · View notes

deathshallbethelastenemy · 8 months

Text

hear me out hear me out hear me out Gojo's head is still intact, so all we need is Yuta to use rct and he'll be fine (i am extremely delusional)

#leave me alone #i am coping the only way i know #i already lost nanami okay i cannot lose gojo too #HES FINE #HE IS JUST RESTING #SUKUNA YOU UGLY ASS BITCH #WHEN I FUCKING FIND YOU GEGE #jjk #gojo satoru #jujustu kaisen #seeing teen gojo again was so sweet tho #jujutsu gojo #jjk spoilers #jjk 236

176 notes · View notes

miekasa · 2 years

Note

gojo’s son calling him baby because he heard gojo calling you that. precious

HHHH I KNOW :(( Satoru always encourages infant babbling (speaks animatedly and listens with the same enthusiasm even when it’s just incoherent noises), and the kid has taken to incorporating some key phrases into his vocabulary—learning to ask for more when he’s hungry, asking for his dad to keep playing with him, saying “thank you” and “i love you” (Satoru’s personal favorite, because his L’s do sound a little like W’s and he coos every time)—but he’s also picking up on things you and Satoru say to eachother. So, it’s only natural that hearing his parents refer to each other as “baby,” makes the toddler believe that that’s a normal part of speech he can start saying.

The first time it happens, Satoru is coming back from work. He can hear giggling in the kitchen, and when he makes his way there he’s greeted with the sight of his son in his high-chair clapping happily as you scoop some of his dinner onto his plate. Satoru reaches to you first, and arm curling around your waist and his lips pressing to your cheek. You’re about to return the greeting when the words are spoken for you, a high-pitched and excited squeal from your toddler in place of your own voice, “Home, baby!” Satoru pauses and blinks, pointing a finger at his chest and observing as his son only grins wider, making grabby hands for his father. He repeats the phrase again, this time attempting a broken syllable version of the word “welcome,” that makes Satoru’s heart swell three sizes. He’s quick to scoop his son right out of the chair, twirl him around and press kisses to his cheek, “Missed you so much, too, baby!”

First it’s you and Satoru that get called baby as greetings, but soon it extends to other people. When Megumi comes over to babysit the following week, he’s met with excited squeals and raised arms (demands to be picked up), before his cheeks are squished between baby-sized palms and he’s formally greeted with, “Hi, baby!” The look on Megumi’s face is priceless—slightly red and embarrassed, but beyond fond—and he gives the kid a gentle pat on the head before telling him he missed him, too. When it’s time for Megumi to return home for the evening, he gets soft hugs and tired yawns, the words “Bye, Memi. Night, baby,” barely getting out.

Your son is a fast learner, it seems. He quickly realizes he can use the word outside of greetings and goodbyes, and tries it out with his uncle Nanamin the next time he’s over at his house. Nanami is leaning over the counter, watching carefully as the toddler eats his lunch. He reaches over to wipe some smeared tomato away from his mouth as he’s finishing up his food, and that’s when the baby grins at him, looking his uncle (godfather, really, but he doesn’t know that yet), right in the eye before saying, “Thank you, baby.” Kento only smiles softly, continuing to gently wipe down his cheeks, before cradling his head and musing, “You’re more than welcome.”

You and Satoru debate which one of you he’s been picking this up from. You think the obvious choice is your husband—Satoru’s always been the more affectionate one, and pet names comes easy to him. He argues that your son gets it from you, and that he listens more carefully to his mom. Your theory is proven correct when your son is curled up in your lap shortly after dinner time, hands reaching to be held against your chest and rocked to sleep. You think he’s finally dozing off when you hear a small, and tired, “‘Night, my baby,” from your toddler’s lips. You look up to Satoru, who grins, leaning down to kiss the top of his son’s head and then your forehead. He takes after this father, without a doubt; because while every body else was baby, only your boys had the honor of refer to your as their baby.

#anonymous #no no it’s fine i’m fine…. i’m FINE #everyone is baby because that’s just how he thinks the world works… he thinks everyone gets the same affection…. kids r so fucking precious #im sorry for this essay..:. but as you can tell i have real life genuine feelings for this man #hhhhh SCREAMING. CRYING. PERFECT STORM.#ok but i was saying this the other day gojo gets lucky his kid starts saying ‘baby’#nanami & levi get stuck w their kids learning their actual names LMFAOOO levi is like no no. please PLEASE #it only happens w ur second kid that’s why nanami is so confused but when he hears his baby girl call him ‘ken!’ instead of ‘daddy’#lord he might cry real grown man tears LMFAO #i guess i might as well make a tag for him #gojo x reader #satoru.ask

2K notes · View notes

togaki-kun · 7 months

Text

Okay but if I wrote a “kid gojo goes to find kid nanami in his time” spin-off for konpeitō, what then? Huh?

#nanago #posting this on tumblr bc twitter feels like too big of an audience and i might chicken out #i reeeeeeeeeally want to write them as kids #gojo would wake up back in his time following the events of konpeitō then go ‘i NEED to find nanami’ not knowing where to even begin #but whatever he’ll figure it out. he has the gojo clan resources and a maid he’s willing to enlist and know won’t snitch #eventually through some magical means he finds nanami and gets a flashback to adult nanami #but this kid is SO different #kid nanami doesn’t have any clue what cursed energy is #kid nanami is also SASSY AF #he’s so sus of gojo and it takes multiple trips to this remote village on the harbor in order to get remotely close to befriending him #but for gojo—who has the memory of future nanami stuck in his head and who can already see the inklings of it in this kid—it’s worth it #kid nanami might not ever become adult nanami. gojo might never see that man again considering what he’s done to change the future #but he’s here. he’s alive. and gojo is fine discovering something new. something that’s /his/ for a change

85 notes · View notes

novemberfroge · 10 months

Text

JJK fans that thirst over Toji Fushiguro are the strangest breed of creatures to me cuz I'll never understand how you can thirst over a deadbeat dad who hates his child when we have characters like Maki Zenin and Nanamin Kento and Yuki Tsukumo

#jujutsu kaisen #nanami kento #maki zenin #toji fushiguro #gojo satoru #yuji itadori #choso is also so fine tbh

111 notes · View notes

slttygeto · 7 months

Text

holy…..shit

#mappa are really making sure that nanami looks fine asf before his final appearance huh😭#so cruel of them but also nanami lovers are eating so well #jujutsu kaisen #nanami kento

65 notes · View notes

haruchuiyo · 6 months

Text

“love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.”

ahhhh look at me and my beloved nanami :( 🩷 his kisses are just wonderful blushes

this was beautifully drawn by the sweetest and kindest ever @ekkurea ! you guys should commission her when she opens her commissions! 😼

#he holds me like he needs my oxygen to breath hehe #he so happy aw he got my entire heart #he means so much to me :(#thank you ekkurea for drawing such a fine piece of me and my beloved nanami 🩷

46 notes · View notes

draconic-desire · 2 months

Text

Happy Hump Day to all my working folk out there 🐪

Enjoy this salaryman appreciation post <3

#he’s so fine #I want him to do my taxes if you know what I mean #nanami kento #jjk nanami #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #nanamin

38 notes · View notes

kentosbabes · 1 year

Text

quicky in the bathroom?

toji x f!reader

content; bathroom sex, eats you out, toji in a suit, p in v :p

you can feel his heated glances at you ever since you walked into the room, you'd have to be a fool or just plain blind not to notice him. his energy unmatched in the corner of the room, staring at his nursed cup of whisky for the whole night. you had only been at the bar to celebrate your friend's birthday, but you've been sent on a mission by her to get some drinks from the front and bring them back. you roll your eyes, but obviously, you're not going to ignore the birthday girl's wishes are you?

you make your way over to the bar, hips swaying as you do, and lean forward reciting the order of some minty mojitos and asking them to just make any type of cocktail they feel. at this point, toji is now fully staring at you. lust in his eyes and a smirk on his lips. he gives you an intense once over, taking his time to check you out. you suppose he is an attractive man, with a white shirt that's unbuttoned at the top and smart suit trousers. he comes up to you whilst your drinks are being made, introducing himself as toji, and asking if you'd want to go to the bathroom with him. usually, if you had been a little soberer, you'd say no. but alas, a hot man is propositioning you and you've been needing a good fuck.

he tells the man working the bar to hold on to the drinks for a bit and hold your hand, tugging you to the bathroom. he pauses and looks down at you, and you had a peculiar feeling of being a rabbit caught by a fox. his hands started to roam your body, slamming his lips to yours. he groaned as you pulled the top of your dress down so he can feel your tits in your bra. mewling, he leaned into your ear "don't want the whole bar to hear us, keep it down and I might reward you." his breath tickled your neck. let them, who cares? you yanked his tie to get closer "i want you, now."

"yes, ma'am." he winked at you and knelt on the floor, bunching up your dress and pulling down your panties. he teased you, commenting on how wet and needy you seemed to be for him and his dick. he started slow, toji liked to see you come undone with just his fingers, imagine how you would look on his dick. toji could feel the cool tile on his knees and shin, fabric pooling at his feet. looking up at you he started to tentatively kiss your thighs, moving closer and closer up your legs until he got to your cunt. spitting on it, you found it juxtaposing the image in front of you. a handsome, well-bred, obviously rich man who is in a suit and tie doing something so lewd and crude. it sent heat down there, one that could only be satiated by his tongue. toji started to lick you, slow at first but precise, he defiantly knew what he was doing with his movement. his calloused finger made its way into your pussy and the combination of his hot mouth and finger in you sent you to your edge. he paused, "as much as i want you to cum on my mouth, i would rather you cum on my dick."

he leaned in for another kiss, biting your bottom lip and running his tongue down your neck. it sent shivers down your spine, "you're ready now aren't you?" unzipping his pants and pulling down his boxers, you could see his dick tenting. you have never seen a dick that big, and this is going to sound cliche but how would that even fit in you? you voice this to him and all he does is smile, "don't worry darlin' it will. trust me with this." you nod, looking up at him with pleading eyes.

he positioned himself to your pussy, thrusting up in one swift motion. only pausing to allow you to feel comfortable, "you ok?" you nod- biting your bottom lip. he reared back and dragged himself up inch by inch, painstakingly slow, it was as if he gain pleasure from watching you fight the urge to just tell him to go fast. eventually, it was too much and you just asked him, whispering to go faster. "hm? i can't hear you darlin' say it again a lil louder for me." he was wearing a sardonic smile and mirth playing at his lips. "p-please can you go faster?" you whined. your wish was his command, you twitched and writhed while he started to move to a faster rhythmic pace. "fucking beautiful, i know you like this, us hiding in the bathroom of the bar." toji grunted, rocking back and faster into you, you could tell he was nearing his end as his balls started to tighten up and he stilled. your pussy squeezed his cock as he quickly asked if he could cum in you, you wanted to know if his cum would be as hot as his dick was and you were on the pill. he slammed into your cunt sending rope after rope of white cum, rooted deep into you.

you flutter your eyes closed for a second in bliss, you could still feel his cum dripping down your overstimulated slit. "do you want to go again?" he nodded "i'll drive you to my hotel."

#toji smut #jjk toji #toji headcanons #toji imagine #toji fic #jujutsu nanami #jujustsu kaisen x reader #toji fushiguro #toji thirst #toji in a suit #jujutsu kaisen toji #jujutsu toji #toji x you #toji x reader #toji x y/n #toji is so fine wtff

1K notes · View notes

sukunasun · 9 months

Note

im not sure if you've already done it but would you write a dom reader?

maybe growing disinterested in nanami kento is a given.

you try to think about him at night, calling out his name right as he steps through your bedroom door. slipping your panties to the side, you make him watch in between your spread legs. fingers working over your clit in patterns he knows by heart. and he sees every bit of the action, eyes narrowing behind glinting glasses. he steps closer, so close he could push his hips up and make you feel the heat of his bulge there under khaki-coloured slacks, a hardness, a weight you desperately long for...but you stop completely.

all the ways he's perfect and yet, it isn't the same. he just...doesn't do it for you anymore. doesn't do you...period. you've tried to understand where he's coming from, he's stressed, it's been hectic, his dick and mind aren't in sync. all very valid reasons he exasperatedly, repeatedly, emphasizes on.

it's nothing personal, just a phase that shall be forgotten and left aside the moment the two of you get over this itching, dreadful, dry spell. conjured up with every inch of distance that grows, every uncomfortable silence that lasts a little too long, the heavy sighs when he's forgotten the details again, missed the good spots just by an inch, every "not tonight, i'm too tired," and "i'll just take care of it myself," that pierces right through your pride, your ego. especially when he's standing right there with a tent in his pants, his boxers, or his towel. one he's grabbed immediately. almost too quickly at the sound of you walking in on him jerking himself off in the shower. guilt and shame plastered across his face.

it used to sting a lot more back when the rejection was still fresh. now it only makes you look at him without second glances, without thought. a gaze devoid of warmth or wanting. giving him a sympathetic quirk of the lips and a pat on a sweaty shoulder—while he's still atop you and shaking in frustration from how absolutely nothing works. this isn't sexy or sensual, you know it isn't— 'there, there, it's alright that you can't make me come,' the gesture speaks without words, he feels the way you try to comfort him, like you almost pity him.

it's not your resigned sighs he wants, like you know exactly what he's lacking, but that sadistic part of him wishes you'd make him suffer the same urges that you bury deep down. make him feel the need and know you'll never give him the satisfaction. not for now at least, not until he begs and whines and pleads. not until he sobs the words 'im sorry' and means it. punishment in the worst form but...

he looks even better like this. on his knees and flushed red from his cheeks to the tips of his ears. you chuckle at how he's suddenly gone speechless. "careful now, they were expensive," you tell him, pressing the point of your heels to his chest and pushing him back, telling him, ordering him, "you know what to do."

nanami's obedient hands cup your ankle, slowly grazing it up your shin, your calves, and your thighs. feeling the skin he's so longed to touch, then slipping off the shoes before planting a kiss on your knee. he starts to whisper something unintelligible, "you saying a prayer?" you grin, hair a mess, falling down your shoulders as you unclasp the clip keeping the tempting locks in a neat do, fluffing it out and watching his pupils grow twice in size.

"just a short one," he answers breathlessly, "i have the rest of the night to worship you," and you deserve it. you know you do. it's not even about obligation, not about what you're owed but this is how it should have always been. a temptress coming alive. you've been walking on eggshells, both of you. nanami has to always perform, to be the one on top. his wish to control he releases slowly now into your hands. the restrained, repressed urge to bend to your will, to follow after your beck and call now realized.

nanami who is so accommodating, so subservient...it doesn't even occur to him that in the midst of trailing his lips down and leaving sweet pecks of persuasion behind, he's grown hard, so hard he's practically leaking through the fabric of his very expensive trousers.

"forgive me, i'll make it up to you," the words taste so good on his tongue, like he's meant to say it. your dress he's gently pushed up and away from where his tongue longs to be, hands on each thigh, he parts them and goes in like he's been dying for it, lips kissing, sucking you in, clit throbbing to the deep hmmmms he groans out, rumbling from his chest. the taste of you familiar and addictive and oh how he's missed this.

there you go again with the not-so-gentle tugging of his hair, blonde locks grasped between your fingers, how pretty it was styled just a few moments ago. he's spent a while getting it to lay just right, but you don't apologize for it. not when you pull his face up, hearing his gasp for air, then to the guttural wail he grits out, all from the delicious ache in his scalp. to see his lips swollen and eyes dazed, heavily lidded and glassy. "please, let me make you come," he pleads so nicely, with bated breath and a hopefulness, eagerness laced in his voice.

still, you remind him, "you haven't been able to do that for months," grinning at the whine he lets out, pained and restless. he's still fully clothed and the sweat starts to saturate the fabric. you'll let him take it off, but slowly, he has to wait for instructions. he knows you have rules. one being that he's not allowed to finish before you, and the other is alot more hard to comply to.

there will be no missionary or doggy style or any of his usual favourites. he'll only be bound and gagged by a licorice red rope. arms up and torso flexing, each and every muscle on display. you drag a finger down the ridges, tutting when he tries to maneuver his way out, fighting knots so tight and he loves the way it rubs against skin, against his hardened nipples, his cock standing upright and leaking like a faucet, bobbing and sensitive to every brush of soft, supple skin as you straddle him.

the bonds dig into his wrists, his chest, stinging and scaring. some part of him hopes you'd kiss the chaffed marks and soothe them with aloe vera later, just like he does with you. maybe hold him close for a little while. he doesn't want to ask, doesn't think he could after all those months he's left you unsatisfied. but you squeeze down on him, loving the tight furrow of his brows, the sweat that runs down the side of his temples, shaved undercut glistening in it. "that's it, just like that," you praise him.

you sound so lovely, like a balm over a wound. "i'm sorry," he croaks, the words come out hoarse and helpless. teeth biting into the weaving and saliva dribbling forth. nanami yearns for your release just as much as you do but he won't last, won't be able to salvage whatever scraps are left of his composure, his resolve, it's all too much. he begs and begs, exhaustion teetering, limbs numb and aching. "i just wanted to—" he gasps, words choking in his throat before he realizes he's crying, "—to love you right."

when had he started to fail you, when is it enough to make up for it. the tears spill in a sticky mess, clumping his lashes, and painting his eyebags in a wet glow. his stomach coils, building up into something big, something he's been dying to release for ages, and he feels like he's about to pass out. baring his teeth, he places his feet flat on the mattress and desperately ruts up into you. thrusts erratic and sloppy and just rushing to get there. to the end of all that worthlessness he feels.

with foreheads pressed together, he notices your tears too, barely keeping up the dominant facade. "you're so good, you're the best thing that's ever happened to me," you whisper, and he doesn't know if it's the honesty in your voice, his own trust reflected in your eyes, or that it's so obvious now, that you absolutely, wholeheartedly adore him, care for him, love him still. yes, you're still interested. just like that nanami's orgasm hits, sending you over the edge too with a final thrust so deep, so hard, he doesn't hold back. rope breaks and so do the legs of your bed frame, nanami releases a with a cry and white flashing behind his eyes, a jolt shooting up his spine and you feel it just as much when his seed settles inside you.

#ugh fine i'll write nanami again #didn't finsh my nanami bday fic in time so heres a short tidbit to make up for it #nanami kento #nanami kento fic #nanami kento hcs #nanami smut #ask #anon #sunpiece #saturated #nanami kento x reader #dom reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk fic

120 notes · View notes

only-my-unexistent-fiances · 7 months

Text

I wish Nanami Kento was real, like wtf, there's so many questions I need to ask him

Do you wear a bra? Do you use hair treatmeant? What's your waist size? What's your number? Can I sit in your lap? Can you do the hair thing on me too pls? Can you-