𝐄𝐗𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃!𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 who you divorced two years ago, but still attached to because there’s something about your love that you can’t let go. being college sweethearts, practically falling for each other at first sight.
𝐄𝐗𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃!𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 who even after two years kept himself available to you with just a phone call away if you ever needed him. putting together furniture. bringing your groceries upstairs. checking the oil in your car. cooking for you when you didn’t feel like doing it yourself. nanami didn’t care how big or small it may be. he would do anything to spend time with you.
𝐄𝐗𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃!𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 who you talked to every night before bed for hours about who knows what. he would want a breakdown of how your day went from start to finish. “did you eat?” “did you drink enough water or get enough rest?” “how was work?” he just wanted to ensure that you were okay because you had said otherwise, it would ache his soul.
𝐄𝐗𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃!𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 who grew jealous after discovering you’ve been dating again. he hated knowing that other men were potentially getting a side of you that should only be reserved for him. and maybe—just maybe, if the date went well, you would invite them over to your apartment to continue the night. the thought alone nearly killed him.
𝐄𝐗𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃!𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 who didn’t know the dates you went on never went past the table. the men never piqued your interest. boring, to be exact. and really, all you could do is think about him. even got to the point where you accidentally called one of your dates “kento” because you were too consumed in your thoughts. you were supposed to be sitting here with nanami—not them.
𝐄𝐗𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃!𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 who you thought about as you laid in bed, wet fantasies imaging in your mind when you needed to please yourself. growing sexually frustrated, feeling like a nymphomaniac from craving his touch. his name would air sinfully through your plush lips, circling your clit, thrusting those slender fingers in your cunt. it just wasn’t enough, and you needed more.
𝐄𝐗𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃!𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 who you would call at two in the morning, “hey, do you want to come over?” knowing nanami will say yes because he shared the same sexual cravings. you’ve been with other partners since divorcing, and no one has seemed to please you like how you did for each other.
𝐄𝐗𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃!𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 who would sensually roll his hips, thrusting his cock into your dripping cunt as he whispered sweet praises in your ear. telling you how beautiful you are, how good it feels being inside you. increasing his pace while he lapped at your neck, sighing in approval from hearing you moan his name. “i’m right here, y/n. keep saying my name like that, sweetheart.”
𝐄𝐗𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃!𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 who was the only man to ever make you cum, not needing any direction to your sweet spot. fucking that pretty pussy into oblivion until he milked every last drop of his seed inside you. serenading his apologies against the crook of your neck as he left gentle kisses along your flesh. nanami begged for your forgiveness, saying how much he loves and misses you. that he’s changed, but you just can’t seem to let that hurt go.
𝐄𝐗𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃!𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 who lacked communication, never letting you know that he’ll be returning home late, constantly working extra hours. his reason was to retire early and ensure you were set for life because he refused to ever let you work while being with him. however, nanami failed to realize his negligence in your marriage caused you to feel lonely.
𝐄𝐗𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃!𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 who didn’t join you for breakfast anymore, just grabbing a banana out the fruit bowl with a simple “have a nice day.” no kisses goodbye. no more of those warm hugs he gave because he didn’t want to be without you for eight hours. no more bonding over books you read together while enjoying a cup of tea he brewed.
𝐄𝐗𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃!𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 who rarely slept with you, always finding his way to the couch or guest room, claiming he didn’t want to wake you. but little did he know, you remained awake until you felt his arms wrap around your waist to give you a kiss on your shoulders. you know, the little acts of affection he did to show you he still loved you.
𝐄𝐗𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃!𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 who left you no choice but to divorce him because you just weren’t happy anymore. the marriage wasn’t the same. it was filled with silence and loneliness on your part. you know he loves you. that’s not something you would ever question. it just seems like he’s grown weary of your marriage, and it was time for you to find happiness elsewhere.
𝐄𝐗𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃!𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 who realized he lost you. no matter how many times he’s begged you, pleading with you to give him another chance—you just can’t. he had over a year to get his shit together but didn’t. nanami is that one ex you’ll probably never get over. you’ll love him from a distance. who knows, maybe, later on, you’ll take him back? but he needs to know how to be without you the way you were without him.
you writher in his lap, breathing heavy and back arching. there's a faint squelching sound that can almost be drowned out by your moans. almost. but nanami can hear it. in fact, that's exactly what he wanted.
your skirt is bunched up at your hips and panties pulled down to your ankles. he had placed a full body mirror in front of you earlier, so you can see his fingers going in and out of your wet cunt. his fingers are long and thick. they reach deep in you, repeatedly hitting your sweet spot.
your legs are shaking and you can feel yourself slowly bringing over the edge. how many times have you came already? three? four? you couldn't tell. but it feels like you guys have been in the same position for hours. you couldn't think anymore, couldn't comprehend anything he was saying anymore. you head is resting against his shoulder and you pant against his neck.
his free hand comes up to grip your jaw and keep your head upright, forcing you to look at yourself in the mirror.
"look at you. so beautiful" he says softly in your ear. "you deserve to only feel pleasure, my love.”
and fuck is pleasure all you can feel.
you moan and whine, chant his name because he's the only thing you can even begin to think of. and the louder you get, the sharper and rougher his fingers move inside you. or maybe its the other way around. it doesn't matter all you know is that the pleasure is starting to become too much.
something glistening in the light catches your attention. looking down through the mirror, you see it’s coming from nanami’s hand. squinting your eyes a little bit, you come to the dreadful realization that the glistening is your cum dripping down his fingers and hand from your previous orgasms.
your cheeks heat up, embarrassed that this mess came from you and you alone. though, nanami doesn’t give you the chance to feel embarrassed for long because all of your focus goes to his thumb stimulating your clit.
“please” you gasp, one hand gripping his pants and the other gripping his forearm, “please. please. ple-” you grind down on his fingers. you’re so, so close to cumming, you just need a little more pressure added to your g-spot.
“please what?” nanami uses his other hand to swipe the spit at the corners of your mouth across your lips, “you’ll need to use your words, sweetheart.”
“please make me cum. please.”
you’d beg him a million times if you had to. he just can’t stop. he can’t. not when you’re so close.
nanami's hand moves from your face down to your clit. now with one hand focused on working inside you and the other working on your bundle of nerves, he starts to really put effort into making you cum. three fingers more inside of you, applying more pressure to that spongy spot with each drag that the digits go in and out. his other hand comes into play, using those fingers to rub furiously at your clit.
you moans ”ohs” and “yeahs”, hips moving wildly to hump his fingers. your finger nails dig into his the skin on his forearm, leaving crescent shaped indents on him. and with a particularly hard thrust of his fingers pushing inside your cunt knuckles deep, you juices gush all over his arm.
reality leaves you for a moment. your vision whitens and all other noise seems to go completely silent.
your mouth had fallen open in a silent scream when you squirted out your juices. some of it even landed on the mirror in front of you. nanami slides his fingers out your hole, rubbing your waist soothingly, waiting for you to regain your senses.
it’s hard to get your breathing back to normal after all that but it’s a feat you manage to overcome. there’s a comfortable silence that hangs in the air. neither of you are really willing to move, content to just be in each other’s presence.
nanami kento is a man known to bring only pleasure to you, so perhaps you ought to return the favor. that can be done once you wake up though is your last thought before you doze off in his arms.
Nanami Kento knows something’s up. He just feels it. Maybe it’s the deep bond you share, maybe it’s some psychic power, who knows?
So, it’s not a surprise when he comes through the door of your shared apartment when the tears drop and immediately wraps his arms around your frame, whispering sweet words into your ear. Kento runs you a bubble bath and puts your pyjamas through the clothes dryer for a while to make sure you have something warm to get dressed into.
He makes you a cup of soothing tea, and listens intently while you tell him about what’s bugging you. If you don’t want to talk, that’s alright, he’ll just stick by you so he can make sure you’re safe. If you want to be left alone, he’ll go to the next room so you have your space but he’s close by if you need him.
He’ll make sure you have plenty of water so you don’t get dehydrated from crying.
He’ll have your favourite foods ready, and he’s already called in saying he’s not going to be working tomorrow, everyone is surprised because of how seriously this man takes everything, but taking things seriously is exactly why he’s not going to fo too far from you while you’re feeling down.
He just wants to know that you’re okay, and he’ll do everything in his power to make you feel safe with him.
You've been married to Kento for three year now and you have a beautiful daughter whose almost two years old now. It makes you happy knowing you're the only one he loves dearly. Kento's love language is definitely acts of service, no matter how tired he is he'll do whatever he can to make your burdens lighter. He's honestly the best you can ever ask but as a normal couple you both do have your lows. Most of the times you both argue about the stupidest things possible but it wasn't the same today. You haven't properly talked to eachother for a week now. Although you were at fault and you apologized too but Kento just wouldn't listen. Taken over by your ego, you gave up on apologizing, waiting for him to reach out to you at this point.
The reason behind your argument was simple, Kento had planned a little date for the both of you, he even dropped off your daughter at your parents' house so you both could enjoy some time alone. He had told you about the date but it literally slipped your mind and went to a colleague's birthday party the same night. Kento was not only upset about you missing the date but also you attended the birthday party of the colleague he despised the most. According to your husband, that particular colleague is just "trying to get into your pants" and you were aware of that but you couldn't have declined the invitation as he had invited the WHOLE staff but really, you had just forgotten about the date. You had apologized a shit ton of times but Nanami just wouldn't listen but it was killing you not being able to talk to your best friend. Other than that your sexual desires were going insane, and you know it's the same for Kento too because you both have a crazy sex life it's like you can't keep your hands off of eachother every time you're around eachother whether it's after coming back from work or even when you wake up in the morning. You can't help it though, Kento literally sends you up in heaven with his skills.
It was your day off today, you tried to keep your mind preoccupied with chores the whole day and playing with your daughter. Time went by peacefully and then in the evening you heard the door unlock, signaling kento's arrival. You heard him Whisper a little "I'm home" as he entered the house exhausted. He hardly payed any attention to you which obviously hurt like a motherfucker. Kento cleaned his hands and straight up cuddled your daughter, playing with her.
Dinner was well, different because the tension in the room made it suffocating. You exchanged a few sentences with eachother like "how was your day?" "the food is good" which were replied back with monotonous remarks. Later it was time for bed, you had cleaned yourself up and Kento was just reading a book. You put your daughter to sleep and went to put her in her own room. As you were returning back and were about to open your bedroom door you heard strange noises coming from the room. You tried really hard to listen but couldn't make out what was happening so you tried to take a peak from the slightly opened door and the scene in front you made you take a deep breath, you saw Kento pleasuring himself, shakily whispering your name and ofcourse since he has been getting on your nerves you HAD to cockblock him which you did. You barged into the room making the door hit the wall, the sound of the impact surprising Kento as he quickly tried to put his dick back in his pants, his cheeks glowing red. You didn't even look at him as you went to your vanity to start up with your night time skin care. You could feel him staring daggers at your back but he didn't speak up a word.
You stripped out of your clothes to change into something comfortable to sleep in but you had something else in mind. You took out your little black satin lingerie dress and put it on with nothing else underneath it and slipped under the covers. The whole time Kento was staring at you, watching your moves carefully as he was aware what you were trying to do. As you went under the covers you faced the other side of the room waiting for him to do something. You felt him turn towards you inching closer, you could feel his boner on your butt making you bite you lip with the thought of him touching you after days. He slowly put his hands on your thighs and moved it to your stomach. He brought his lips closer to your ear, "You've been acting like a bitch again, it's been quite awhile since I taught you a lesson, right darling?" His voice sent shivers down your spine making you squeeze your legs but you wouldn't ever lose to him so you continued with your cold act. "I'm not in the mood Kento, go to sleep or whatever I don't care." You lied without missing a beat. "Oh but I'm sure-" Kento moved his hands to your aching sex as he jammed his two fingers inside roughly without even giving you time to prepare "-your body says otherwise, look how wet you are darling and I haven't even properly touched you." He kept his fingers inside not moving them at all making you impatient. "Do you know how painful it was for me to hear you pleasure yourself and moan my name almost every night for the last couple of days while you thought I was fast asleep?" Kento whispered in your ear, all your blood rushing to your cheeks.
Kento slowly and painfully started to pump his fingers in and out of you making you wince in pain and pleasure. "I thought you weren't in the mood?" Kento mocked, his voice raspy. The quenching sound of your pussy and your whimpers filled the room and Kento's dick was hard and throbbing. He pulled his fingers out of you making you cry out with the sudden lack of warmth of his hands. You sat up on your knees throwing away the duvets you were under and stripping away to show Kento how needy you were for him. Kento hungrily looked at you, devouring all of you with his eyes. He put his hand around his neck and pulled you down on him, the act making the heat unbearable between your legs.
Kento spanked your ass with his free hands making you scream in pain, "That's my good girl" he whispered against your lips. Even though you knew you can never win against him but the urge to dominate him was strong that you slapped him on his cheeks and sat your ass on his face. It took a minute for him to understand what you were trying to do, "Oh i'm so gonna get you back for that shit" he growled and dived right into your folds. Licking and sucking on every spot that made you tremble. He knew your body way too well, it was almost humiliating. You pulled down his trousers and tried to suck him off the best you could do but the feeling of his mouth eating you all up made it too difficult to be steady. Your moans were too loud, you were scared that your daughter might wake up but oh lord Kento overpowered you with his skills.
You were now being flipped onto your stomach, you could hear him shuffling through his drawer. He then started tying your wrist up with something behind your back, it must be his tie, you thought. You arched your back and wiggled your butt for him to see your leaking hole which made him let out a moan. He pulled you to him with the tie around your wrist and thrusted into you harshly hitting your cervix, you let out a scream and in an instant his other hand moved over your lips, "Keep your voice low, my whore. You wouldn't wanna wake our daughter up and make her witness her mom's filthy moans, would ya?" He spit out loudly.
You shut your lips up dreading that horrifying scenario. You felt Kento move again but in an extremely slow pace which made you whimper for more.
"You want me to go harder, princess?" he whispered in your ear as he thrusted in you teasingly. You felt so needy and desperate that all you could respond back with was a cry. Kento increased his pace and his every thrust got deeper and deeper as he kept whispering dirty words in your ears.
His touch was so rough, the way he grabbed and clawed on your skin and the way his dick throbbed inside you, all felt so rough, as if he was punishing you but well, obviously you loved that because he knows his little princess loves being treated like nothing but a whore, his whore.
You wanted to see him fucking you and you wanted to see how hot he probably looked as he completely destroyed you. "Daddy" you moaned out the nickname he likes the most, "what?" he growled. "Can I please see your face while you fuck me?" you cried out with pleasure.
Without uttering a word, he dragged you harshly by your tied hands infront of a mirror and bent you over against the table and oh my god he looked sexy. He was hitting all of your sensitive spots, railing you so good that you were drooling out your mouth and your eyes were rolled back. He held eye contact with you through the mirror and every time you'd look away, he'd slow down or either pull out and that shit was driving you insane.
"P-please m-moree", you somehow managed to moan out these words out of your mouth. He grabbed you by your hair and threw you in bed and climbed on top of you and spread your legs wide apart. "You have no idea how much I fucking love you, this past week was unbearable." He bent down and kissed your lips, circling your clit with his fingers. He put his fingers inside you just to pull it out seconds later which caused you to let out a bratty whine. Kento licked and sucked on the same fingers he had just put inside you, "God baby you taste so good, I can never get enough of you." And that was FUCKING HOT.
He put his dick back inside you, not teasing you anymore but going at a rhythmic pace and kissing your lips whenever he could. After a short while of showing you love and care, he increased his pace little by little, his thrusts getting deeper and harder causing your legs to tremble and his dick twitching inside of you.
You both were a bloody mess, cusses shooting out of your mouths, your bodies shaking against eachother, your grip onto eachother getting tighter, "fuck daddy can I cum please", you cried out loudly amd begged.
"Cum for daddy, my slut," he attached his lips onto yours, your moans getting louder and within seconds you both came together, he didn't pull out and painted all your walls with his release and held you into that position for a few more minutes until his breath steadied.
He slowly pulled out of you, wincing in pleasure, "That's my good girl" he cooed and gently kissed your forehead and went to the bathroom to get himself cleaned up. You laid there on the bed, naked with his cum dripping out of you while you waited for him to come back.
"That was fucking good" you thought to yourself. Just then, your darling husband came back with a wet towel in his hand and cleaned you all up nicely AND OFCOURSE THE BED TOO and helped you put your clothes back on and held your hand while you took a wee cause you were literally about to fall asleep any second.
You both cuddled up to eachother, as he sang you your favourite songs and kissed your forehead so gently and watched you fall asleep in his arms. He couldn't keep his eyes open either and looked at you one last time, "i love you my darling", he murmured and slipped into a deep slumber with you in his arms.
HEY GUYS ITS YOUR BESTIE THE CENTIPEDE SAMA!!!!
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Hi!! I cant stop thinking about straddling Nanami and being cuddled up close to his big, warm body and he leaves a few kisses on your neck and collarbone and everything's just really soft and sweet 🥺💘 He gives me big comfort vibes
Oh my gosh - yes! 😭 this has pleased me so much, I can’t even tell you… I have some delicious Nanami thirsts in my box (thank you 🕷 if you’re reading) but fluffy Nanami is hitting me square in the feels right now…
This was your favourite pastime, the best way to spend the hours before slipping into bed and sinking into slumber.
The hand around your waist shifted to the book held aloft, Nanami turned the page before returning his hand and stroking your side affectionately.
Your head settled against his strong chest, the even beat of his heart sounded below your ear and everything was right with the world.
He made you feel small, petite and delicate, yet so protected that you didn’t have a care in the world. You pressed a kiss to the hollow of his throat, fingers sliding into the collar of his shirt from where he had removed his tie and unbuttoned the top few buttons.
“That tickles, sweetheart.”
The light chuckle accompanying his words lets you know that he is teasing and it only makes you press yet more kisses to his skin. You drink in his scent, bitter coffee and musky cologne, until it fills you entirely.
His hazel eyes dip down, dropping his book to the arm of the couch to give you his undivided attention. The very edges of his lips curve upward as you sit up to face him.
You’re not quite sure where the swell of emotion that storms your chest has come from, nor the reason for the lump fast forming in your throat. Perhaps it’s simply a realisation that you’ve found your home and it’s nothing to do with the beautiful house you live in, and everything to do with the man who has made you the centre of his universe.
“Everything alright?” he asks quietly, stroking your cheek and tilting his head until blond strands of hair fall into his eyes.
You push them back; gently tracing his eyebrows, the lines above his nose and over his sharply cut cheekbones.
“Yeah, everything is… perfect.”
Leaning back into his warm body, feeling secure in this turbulent world and so grateful for the man at your back.
Kento’s head lolls forward, his cool lips press against your neck and down towards your collarbone. His hands anchor on your waist, pulling you flush against him and sighing contentedly into your skin.
This is written in a sense of "Oh shit. I'm kinda scared."
Tw: Cursing? Mention of alcohol. A little bit of violence (especially in Toji's and Choso's)
Reader is female
You both had just eaten dinner. No alcohol, since Gojo himself hated the stuff. The pair of you laughing at some of his dumb jokes, as he always does after a nice, calming outing. Sorcerer work always brought you both down.
And seeing you smile really brightened Satoru's day. But unlike most nights, you found out that this particular outing was in the red district. Nice restaurant, but it was surrounded by... Less than spectacular people.
A few men who had been shooting dice, where now staring you down. Apparently the short dress Satoru picked out caught their wandering gazes. Seeing them stare, made your skin crawl abit, and you moved closer to Satoru. Wrapping your arm in his. Oblivious (FUCKING NOT) he gave you a curious look. Satoru knew what he was doing.
Your a well rounded sorcerer yourself, and he trusts you to take care of yourself, but sometimes he like to be reminded that you're comfortable and safe with him.
The tightening of your grip let him know all he needed. So instead he untangled his arm and wrapped it around you, pulling you closer.
"You don't ever have to worry baby. I've got you."
Suguru had a habit of taking you to really high places to enjoy whatever time he got with you. Him being the working man, and you... Well you where you. Geto didn't really have to explain to anyone why you where there.
Rooftop lunches or dinners where his kyrptonite. They made his gaurd drop. One of the few things, aside from yourself, that got him to relax. Today was no different. You leaned against him and smiled. The one person (apart from you know who) Suguru let get this close.
The wind had already blew away some of your lunch. A bit defeated, you pouted about it but didn't really complain. Suguru laughed at your pouting, he found it endearing. After a while, you had started to clean up around him. Ready to get out of the God awful wind that had picked up, almost blowing you both away. Oddly, Suguru hadn't moved and inch.
When you gave him a questioning look, he only pointed up. You followed his finger. Eyes widening, a rather large curse had shown itself. Fat bodied. It looked like a big ass catfish. With fur and spindly legs. With what seemed with not thoughts it floated towards you both. Instinctively, you stepped to Suguru's side and gripped his arm.
You've seem big curses, but this one was out of your league. Suguru knew this, and no he didn't set this loose to be a "hero". (Though when he first met you he'd done so, quiet a few times). Instead of saying anything, Suguru just gave you a little nuzzle. His dumb way of saying, "Not to worry."
Outings with Toji almost always ended like this. To be fair, it was the clothes he told you to wear. Every time, he insisted in the tightest, shortest thing he could find in your closet.
"You should wear something revealing. Show off that ass."
His words. Now they rang through your head as men and women stared at you. And his hand was moving down from the small of your back down and about to grab a hand full. You had asked him why he did this, insist on you wearing something like this.
"I want to be able to enjoy you."
He never admitted that he liked challenging other men that gawked at you. You could feel him tense up as the first idiot of the night tried to hit on you, as you and Toji sat at a bar. The male infront of you looked young. You couldn't really tell, but the guy was really cocky. Flirting openly with you. Not wanting to deal with him, you leaned into Toji, wrapping an arm around his thick bicep.
Toji responded by downing his drink, and wrapping his arms around your shoulders. Placing a kiss on your neck, he didn't hide the smug smile that pulled at his lips, nor the challenge that gleamed in his eyes.
"You tryina fuck with my woman?"
The slew of stuttering and mumbling started but didn't get to finish, as Toji lifted you up and into the seat furthest away. He set you down and moved to turn, stopping because you gripped his shirt collar.
"You do this shit on purpose. Don't lie."
Toji gave you a kiss and a wink. And finished his motion, throwing a right hook at your perpetrator.
The gentleman. Nanami always had your best interests in mind. And it's odd, he insists on you walking on the inside of the sidewalk. Open doors for you, pull your chair back for you. Be he never offers you his arm, when you both walk together. Kento does offer you his hand though. In his mind, the arm is for when your feeling abit uncomfortable.
The times you've grabbed his arm where during scary movies or late at night when you both are out past the desired time. Tonight was diffrent. Clear and the lack of people, you strolled at his side happy to hold his hand. Only be bumped back into Kento's chest. Reacting quickly he wrapped an arm around your center and balanced the pair of you. He cleared his throat at who had ran into you. Giving the other person a glare, then checking that you were alright.
You nodded, straightening out and then keeping yourself wrapped around Kento's arm. You can't see it but Nanami has a small smile on his face, happy that you find comfort in him.
Choso always has a hand on you. Or is leaning on you. Some kinda contact. He's just handsy... And enjoys how soft you are. Protecting you is something he takes seriously. And if someone were to hurt you or even look like they have the intent on hurting you... He doesn't like to think of that.
And when his hands aren't on you, he prefers if you've got a hand on him. On particular days he settles for you leaning on him. Choso doesn't take you out at night, due to his anxiety about what could be lurking. Daytime is safer. Today though it seemed like all the more felonious looking people where out and about. Choso wasn't one to talk, but he would think it. His grip would tighten whenever you tried to pull a certain direction. He was fine with it... But he didn't want to lose his grip on you...
"There's too many people here... We sho-"
He was cut off by someone pushing a bit too roughly past you. Causing you to yelp out in surprise. Admittedly, Choso blacked out when he heard you yelp, and you tighten your grip on his forearm. He came to after hearing a sickening crack. Worried it was you, he looked you over almost about to cry.
"Choso. I'm fine. But you just clocked that dude."
Turning his head, he looked down at the man. Who was bleeding and sleep. Choso looked back you, with puppy dog eyes and shrugged,
Ok.. but CEO! Nanami reacting to one of the co-workers belittling the Secretary! Reader, because your favoritism is obvious.
I think it's different from the CEO! Gojo who would react in a petty and childish way. CEO! Nanami would definitely take the person to HR.
CEO Nanami: don’t mess with his secretary
A/N: OOOF just imagining the way CEO Nanami would deal with this is making me hot. He’s so daddy
CEO Nanami is a very straight to point, mature man. He’s having none of it.
It’d all start when the sharp eyed CEO notices your puffy eyes when you come in to his vast office to drop off a file. Even with your head down, he notices the redness of your pretty doe eyes.
“Hm?” You hum, trying not to give away the sadness in your voice. ‘Gotta stay professional’ you tell yourself. But Nanami was a very emotionally intelligent man who already had enough cues to realise you were upset.
“Come to me, love” he says. And his deep velvety voice already comforts you and melts you enough to give in to your boss.
You walk up to him until you’re standing in front of his seated figure. He stands up to be closer to you, easily towering over you in seconds.
He stares at you before his hand holds your much smaller one, and his other large hand cups your cheek.
“Care to explain why your pretty face is sad?” He coos and you turn away blushing, your mind wondering whether your colleagues were right.
“A-are you only nice to me because I look pretty?” You ask nervously, hoping it’s all a lie and your colleagues were just being mean.
You take a deep breath before elaborating. “Some guys from Department 19 was saying how I’m more like your slut than your secretary because I’m nothing but looks”
You’re met with silence for a few seconds before Nanami spoke.
“Give me their full names”
You finally look up at your tall boss and noticed the stern, unimpressed look on his face. “Their names will be sent to HR right now” he said in a monotone manner, and you was surprised by Nanami’s straight to the point decision making.
“Sir it’s fine I-“
“Listen to me y/n” he says and his large hand grabs your shoulders. “You’re more than looks, you’re smart, helpful, empathetic and so much more. “You’re everything” he adds, making you smile.
“Thank you sir” you barely whisper as you let him wipe your tears away.
“Don’t listen to men who are simply angry they can’t have you and I can” he says. You’re flustered by his words but you reject them.
But you shake your head at the last bit, confusing the blonde CEO. “I don’t think so sir, I think they said it because everyone thinks you favour me and-“
“Yes I do, so what?” He says, taking you by surprise.
Your eyes widen as you look up at him. “Sir?”
“Yes, I have open favouritism towards you. I’m the CEO, I do as I please” he says casually.
He takes a step closer to you until your breasts are pressed against him. He tucks a strand of your hair behind your ears as he speaks “but that’s no reason for them to belittle my favourite girl”
You smile gratefully at your charming CEO, leaning your face into his large palms, batting your eyelashes at him, making the man chuckle amusedly. But then he uses his palm to lift your face.
And while your nose was almost touching his, he speaks, “I still need those names darling”
You nod, as he sits back in his chair. You sit on the arm of his chair as you watch him casually filing the complaint to HR as if it’s nothing to him.
“Remember to immediately come to me if this ever happens again, okay y/n?” He says sternly as you hug his broad shoulders affectionately.