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Nanami & Choso We T(h)rust
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First Meet - Nanami Kento
After so many times rejecting your friends, you finally agreed to meet them at the new bar that was recently opened. Everyone was raving about it, but you couldn't imagine what could be so special about being stuck in a room full of half-drunk people late at night when you can be cuddled under your soft blanket reading books and candles burning for the ambiance as a cherry on top of the perfect evening.
It has been a long time since you have been out like this. After your last break up, you have been done with men and their silly little mind games. But you had to admit that putting on a nice dress and wearing your favorite lipstick felt refreshing. You had some laughs and giggles, your friends always being loud. You even danced. You forgot how good it felt to dance in a dim light surrounded by people who only wanted to feel good. Like you. Until the moment someone grabs you from behind while dancing, pulling you closer to his body, making moves that leave you feeling violated. You tried to turn around but he held you too tightly. When his hands almost made their way to your breast you had enough. With all the strength you had, you stomped on the stranger's foot with your heel feeling it almost breaking under the blow.. when his grip loosened you turned around and punched him in the face. Your eyes fogged with tears of pain. You tried to find your friends but without success. Desperately wanting to be as far from the unknown man as possible, you hid behind the furthest corner of the bar. But you couldn't shake off the feeling of being watched. All you wanted was to be safe at home, but running out would not be a good idea. You looked around to find the guy but all you could find was a blond man staring at you from across the room. He was surrounded by other guys, all pretty loud and deep into their conversations, laughing at the top of their lungs. But he was sitting there looking out of place almost like not wanting to be there.
Great, another creep.
You have turned your back to him, trying to focus on your next steps. Craving something alcoholic but sweet to ease your nerves you order Sex on the beach.
"Is the seat taken?" A deep voice in your ear almost made you fall from the tall chair by the bar.
You turned around to find the blond guy standing right next to you smiling softly. The chair was empty so you could not bring yourself to say no.
"Yeah, sure." You smiled back out of courtesy, busy trying to find a safe way to get out of there.
"Your Sex on the Beach." The bartender slides you your cocktail. "And for you?" He asked the blond guy.
"Another whiskey, please."
After he got his order, you caught his gaze.
"Go ahead." You raised your eyebrow.
"I am sorry?"
"Tell me now your joke about how we would rather have actual sex on the beach." You sighed.
"I-I... Was certainly not expecting our conversation to go this way." He laughed.
Your heart skipped a beat. You were not expecting this big tall guy to laugh so softly. A wave of guilt went through your body.
"I am so sorry!" You turned to him. "I didn't mean to... I am just..." you blabbered.
"The guy that was dancing with you?"
"Yes... I have let my guard down and for a moment forget how it is in the bars like this."
"I thought you were together." He looked down into his glass.
"No. I have never met him and suddenly he was all over me. I feel gross." You shook your body.
"I have to admit, I watched you from the moment you came here. With your friends."
"Yeah?" You smiled as your face started burning while his beautiful eyes scanned your features.
"At first, I was hesitant. I wanted to help you but did not want to get involved in lovers fighting. You know, some people love their relationships to be explosive or even violent..."
"Definitely not me!" You laughed
"Me neither." He smiled back and you looked at each other a little longer than expected.
"Ehm." He finally broke the silence. "I just wanted to applaud you for your fighting skills. You are quite something."
"Oh, stop it! You are making me blush like a teenager."
"Well, you certainly have the same effect on me touching me like that."
You looked down and realized that you had your hand placed on his thigh for god knows how long.
"I am so sorry!" You jumped down from your chair, frantically grabbing your purse. "I should probably go."
"No, I do not mind. I did not want to make you feel bad." Nanami stood up next to you trying to calm you.
"I-I should just go. Find my friends or just go by myself. I do not know." You blabber. "Maybe... You can go with me?"
He looked at you for a moment. His silence made you regret your last sentence. This wave of sudden braveness always makes you regret it afterward.
"I am sorry, I do not think I will." Nanami smiled with an apology in his eyes. "But thank you so much for your... invite."
He could just put a dagger in your heart, and it would be less painful than shattering your ego like a piece of glass.
"Oh. That is ok. Just a random idea." You laughed with pretended ease. "I will go now."
"Please." Nanami grabbed you by the arm. "Do not take it the wrong way."
"I do not mind. Really." You smiled painfully waiting to be finally out of there.
"I mean... I would love to go!" He said with a genuine gaze. "But I do not think it is right. We both had some drinks... I Would much rather ask you to have lunch with me tomorrow, maybe? What do you think?"
"Yes!" You said more eagerly than you expected. "I would love that."
"Amazing. I was scared that you would decline. What about... You give me your phone so I can call you a cap and I will give you mine so you can write down your number."
"Sure!"
Nanami smiled so brightly that your heart almost ached from the sudden affection for him.
After a moment, you are on your way out of the bar, hooked on the arm he offered you. The streets are empty and almost quiet, except for the ambient noise from the bar. The night air feels refreshing but too cold for your bare shoulders, you shiver a little.
"Here." Nanami quickly wrapped you into his jacket.
"But..." You wanted to protest.
"You can give it back tomorrow, ok?"
"Pinky promise." You smiled for the millionth time since you met him. "I almost feel like a Batman." You laughed wholeheartedly.
"Yeah." He smiled. "It is big on you. But at least it will keep you warm."
With that, you spotted your taxi getting closer.
"I will text you so we can plan tomorrow, ok?" He says quickly. "I also have to go. I think they are waiting for me." Nanami pointed back at the bar with a crazy-looking white-haired guy stuck to the window.
"He acts weird." You chuckled.
"To say the least." Nanami smiled and opened the taxi door for you. "Can you text me when you get home? So I know that you are safe."
"Absolutely."
With that, the taxi left with you. You could not resist and turned to look back through the window. You almost squealed out of pure happiness when you saw Nanami standing there and waving.
The vibe for the last part of the story: House of Say - Another Side of You
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Choso jojo posing is the air i breathe .
→ credits to the artist <3
( if you know the artist drop the name so i can credit them properly please )
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my second favourite thing about the new chapter is the last panel of yuuji hitting sukuna with the 8th consecutive black flash and this being sukuna’s reaction
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he’s pounting
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Papamin's Big Day
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When your first baby was 8 weeks old, she was booked in for her routine vaccinations. You were anxious, tense about seeing your tiny baby in pain.
Kento took the event very seriously indeed. He read all of the latest medical guidance on what to expect before, during and after the vaccinations. He stocked the house with two different types of newborn pain relief. He bought your favourite snacks, certain you'd be stressed and upset.
He booked three days off work, to be there on the day, and for the potential 48 hours of fever afterwards. He reassured you, constantly; the gentle, sincere reassurance of man used to far more stressful situations.
"Darling, she'll be absolutely fine," Kento mumbled into the top of your hair, one enormous hand stroking your trembling back, while the other held your tiny daughter, asleep in her car seat, "She'll hardly feel a thing. She won't remember a thing."
The Nurse was friendly, sweet, and experienced. You twisted your hands as she handed you information leaflets, and Kento nodded, calm and impassive, as she told him all the information he already knew. As the Nurse prepared the three injections, Kento turned to you, one great hand squeezing your thigh.
"I'll hold her?" He asked, and you nodded, mouth puckered as Kento kissed your forehead again. He reached two hands into the car seat, your tiny baby looking so dwarfed in his palms as he lifted her out onto his lap, gently undressing her as she scrunched, squeaking, cradled on his thighs. Kento shushed her, lifting her to his chest, nuzzling his nose into her hair. The picture of calm.
"Alright then! All ready, mummy and daddy?" The Nurse chirped, approaching with a sterile tray of vaccinations. You steeled yourself. Kento nodded, brisk.
It was all over in under ten seconds. Three swift needles, two to one thigh, and one to the other. Your baby girl's pain reaction was delayed for a moment, before she shrieked, a confused little cry, a cacophony of appalled tiny wails.
"Oh-- oh baby, my baby, come here," you cried, your face scrunched as you scooped her into your arms, cradling her under your chin, and bopping her around the room with bum-pats and shushes.
A few moments of tiny newborn cries passed...until you heard one heaving, strangled sob behind you. You turned round to Kento.
Kento stood, shaking as he faced the window, one arm wrapped across his chest to hold his elbow, the other hand cupping his face. You heard barely suppressed sniffles, and quiet gruff breaths.
"Kento, are you--...are you crying?"
"No, no, I'm-- I'm fine," Kento wept, sliding tears away with long fingers. Another sob wracked across his broad shoulders, more tears spilling down his face, sobbing again when his daughter wailed another pained cry.
The Nurse looked from Kento, to you, to Kento, silent as the grave. You walked slowly over to Kento, whose tears began to slow, giving his daughter a watery smile when she looked up at him with a quizzical, tearstained face.
Kento scooped her into his arms, drying his tears on her tiny velvet head. You rubbed Kento's arm, squeezing it, trying to stop your heart from bursting, with a little smile.
"Kento, do you...should we...go and get you a sandwich?" Kento sniffled, giving his daughter a kiss, nodding his thanks to the Nurse.
"Yes, uh...yes. I'd like that. Sorry."
"Don't...dont be sorry."
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Small Moments - Nanami Kento
It is still a deep night when you abruptly wake up from a bad dream. Your heart is racing as you try to wipe your tears. You have seen your fair share of monsters and demons, but dreams are your sanctuary, the only place where you can be whoever and whatever you want. Since you two met, your dreams have been filled with love, safety, and happiness. But not tonight.
As you try to stand up to get yourself a cup of water, slow and deep breathing from the other side of the bed suddenly stops.
"I didn't mean to wake you up." You whisper into the dark.
"Is something wrong?" Nanami asks with a raspy voice.
"No honey, I am just thirsty. Go back to sleep, I will be right back."
But before you manage to get out of bed, Nanami stands up and in a short moment, he is back with a freshly poured cup of water.
"With one ice cube, as you like it." He says as he sits right next to you.
A tired smile brightens your face. Nanami places his hand on your thigh as you rest your head on his shoulder as a sign of your appreciation.
"May I?" He asks as he reaches for the cup after you take a few sips. He knows that you had enough. He knows you oh so well.
While Nanami is in the kitchen, you stand up to open the balcony door in your bedroom. With a deep breath, you let the fresh cold breeze fill your lungs. The night is dark, almost starless. You close your eyes as you hear his quiet, but heavy footsteps getting closer. Nanami wraps you into his arms from behind, letting you lean on his chest.
"What is going on my love?" He whispers into your hair after he places a kiss on your shoulder.
"Just a bad dream."
"Do you want to tell me about it?" Nanami asks as he rests his chin on the top of your head.
"Maybe after I soak this moment for long enough."
These moments of stillness were always really precious for you. The feeling of nothing existing except you, him, and your love for each other. Cherishing him, holding you, protecting you, loving you.
Nanami suddenly starts slowly swaying from side to side with you still in his embrace.
"What are you doing?" You smile.
"Look there." He points his finger next to you.
Heavy drapes slowly dance in the night air next to the open balcony door.
"Just like us." Nanami smiles. "When I met you, you brought fresh air into my life so now I can dance with you tonight, tomorrow, next week, month… My whole life I want to dance with you."
You turn to him, take his face into your hands, and place a long and deep kiss on his lips.
Before being able to react, Nanami lifts you, letting you wrap your hands around his neck while your legs rest on his hips as he brings you back into your bed.
Nanami´s hands hold you tight on the back of your head and back as he lays you down slowly.
"My love." He whispers before he starts gently kissing your neck.
As his hands trace your thighs, you tangle your fingers into his hair trying to push away the memories of your dream.
He is with me, he is alive, he is with me, he is alive. You keep repeating to yourself until you get lost in his kisses, touches… In his love.
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mommy x baby dynamic, nipple sucking and biting, mommy kink, Choso x reader, 18+
The first time Choso calls you mommy~
You're sitting on his lap, riding his fat dick while he sucks on your nipples. He's sucking them so hard as if he's expecting milk to eventually come out.
And however much he's doing it for himself, because he loves your tits, he's learning just how much that feeling gets you off. The harder he sucks and bites, the better. And it makes you ride him like a pornstar till he's whimpering and blabbering nonsense about how much he loves you and your pussy and tits and how you're just so perfect for him.
"Made for my dick-- nnghh--"
One thing leads to another, you call him your good boy and he lets out the most babyish sound-
"Mommy~ I, I- I'm gonna cum mommyy~~~" then immediately buries his face between your boobs, kissing and licking and moaning his way to orgasm while you ride out your own and your hips eventually still.
It's only when you both start to come down, with his body trembling, big hands secured around your waist, still with his head pressed fast to your chest, that you realise what he said.
Your cheeks get a hot flush and you feel kind of embarrassed.
"Choso, baby, what did you call me?"
You coo and stroke his neck, comforting him while he regains his senses.
He doesn't wanna say it... not now...
So he keeps quiet and kisses away his embarrassment, and you have to wait till next time you fuck to hear him moan his new favourite pet name for you.
You call him kinky but lean into it, calling him your baby more often and giving him every opportunity to suck on your pretty tits.
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