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kanekisfavoritegf · 1 month
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BET U WANNA
ft. Kento Nanami as T.A. for Professor Geto
minors & blank blogs DNI pls🩷
warnings: smut, slight power imbalance, biting, licking, and a whole bunch of other stuff :))
So, how the hell did you end up here? In an empty lecture hall with cum seeping out of your cunt?
Professor Geto was a known stickler for the rules, and no matter how cute he was or how many girls winked and flirted his way, he never paid attention to them.   And you never paid attention to him. Your eyes constantly stayed on one of your ex-classmates and now T.A., Kento Nanami. He was smart and handsome, and he never even paid you a glance, not even after sharing a short business course last year.
You were invited to this University Gala for the top students of the year. You came as Professor Geto’s student, and Nanami was there out of responsibility. His job was to chaperone and introduce you to other professors, T.A.s, and future employers who wanted the best pick of the litter. 
You wore a deep Navy black gown; it hugged your every curve perfectly, there was a slit at the front that only reached a little above the knee, yet it had still managed to catch the attention of Kento. 
And now that you had it, you refused to lose it.
“Oh, look.” Nanami gestured across the room. A man who looked like he should be anyway, but here, and at a university gala for business majors, with a scar on his lip, stood in the corner. “That’s Mr. Toji; he is looking for someone smart like you to help him with his next project.” Before you could even protest the idea, his arm had latched onto yours and dragged you to what felt like the 60th CEO, Professor, or someone important of the night. 
“Kento, wait!”
“Nanami.” He corrected curtly before practically throwing you at the CEO.
“Toji, Y/N, Y/n, Toji. She is head of her class and shows great promise, especially if you are looking for fresh ideas on marketing!” The words rushed out of his mouth right before he rushed away, leaving you standing there awkwardly alone with Toji. You gave him a curt smile and handed him your business card. Giving him no time to ask any more icebreaker questions, you turned on your heel and went back to your higher-up.
“What is your deal?” You whisper yelled at him.
“I don’t know what you mean.” You could only roll your eyes at him.
“Nanami, you have avoided eye contact from the moment I arrived. Did I do something wrong?” You spoke with a hint of sadness, trying to play this as well as possible.
“Of course—” he huffed. Of course not, Y/N, it’s just…” His eyes drifted to your legs and then back up to your face.
“Oh.” You smirked up at him, “You wanna fuck me, don’t you?”
“Wha- No!” He said firmly.
“Oh, Kento.”
“Nanami.” He cut in again, but you only raised yourself so your mouth would be level with his ear
“You wanna fuck me so bad, don’t you.” You whispered. You were giggling as you pulled away and walked out of the gala hall and down the halls of your university. 
You didn’t need to turn around to know that the quick steps that followed were behind you were his. You smiled as you led him further and further into your pull.
You turned so abruptly when you reached Geto’s classroom door. So fast that Nanami had no time to react to your stop, he crashed into you, pressing you against the door.
“You are going to fuck me here? Right where anyone can walk and see us?” You smiled, “Didn’t take you for the Voyeur, Kento.”
“Shut up.” He rubbed with the keys to the classroom door, pushing you inside before locking it again.
“What is the big deal anyways, Kento?”
“You need to stop.”
“Why?”
“Just stop, please. I can’t–”
“You can’t what, Kento?”
“It would be improper. Wrong.” His eyes met the ground in shame; it would have been cute if you hadn’t already been so desperate for him to give in.
“It’s not like there is some sort of power imbalance between us.” 
“Of course, there is-”
“You aren’t my professor; you are a T.A.” You scoffed, slowly taking a step towards him and another one, another one. Until you were so close, you could feel his shallow breaths fanning your face. “You are what? Two years older than me.” You brought your finger to his chest, slowly pushing him into your professor’s desk as you continued.
“Hell, Kento-”
“Nanami”, He tries to correct you, to take control of the situation. Unfortunately, he lost this silent battle with you the moment he stayed behind to help you.
“Kento,” you whisper in his ear. “We used to be students together before you graduated, and you even took a class with me.”
His hand reached to grab yours, holding you firmly in place before you could do anything more. His voice was firmer now as he spoke. “Y/N.” He spoke a little firmer now, “Stop.”
“Why? You want me, so take me.” And for a moment, something flicked in his eyes, as if you had pushed almost all his buttons as if he was almost about to give in. Almost.
His hand still grasped yours, holding it far enough away from his abdomen that he wouldn’t feel your eclectic touch. But you didn’t need to touch him to make him give in.
Looking up at him, you held his gaze, and for ten tortuous seconds, you stared at each other, no words spoken, and his expression still frustrated and guarded.
“Kiss me.” And he did. He kissed you like drowning, and you were the air he needed. He kissed you and kissed you and kissed you even more. Turning you both around, you were now pressed against your professor’s desk and leaning back as Kento pushed you into the wood even more. You couldn’t even complain about the straining angle he had you stuck in because you were so distracted by his dick rubbing into you. Swiftly, he picked you up and set you down atop the desk; as the kiss got more wet and more primal, Kento’s moans became clearer and more transparent. His strong arms held your legs around his waist as he continued to hump into you like a man-crazed. You moaned at the neverending friction Kento was giving you, humping back into his clothed thrusts over and over and over again. The feel of his dress pants rubbing into you. It was addictive. 
So lost in it; you hadn’t noticed the mess you were making on his pants or the table. You were dripping all over the wood.
Suddenly, he pulled away from you; a pencil, or book or whatever the fuck it was that had pulled Kento’s lips from yours fell onto the floor and made a dramatically loud noise. His lips were pink and puffy from your bite-filled kisses. You went to pull him back from more, to grab onto his wrinkled beyond-belief shirt and make him fuck you. But he stepped away further. He stood a few feet from you and stared at the mess he had created on your professor’s desk.
“Lick it.” 
“What?”
“You will lick up your mess and not miss a single drop.” Kento’s eyebrows raised at your hesitation, “What, I thought you wanted to be a good slut? What’s with the change of heart?” 
You felt a heat rush to your cheeks as you turned to lick it up. Your pussy throbbed as you to a stripe at the wooden desk. Kento’s eyes burned into your back; you could feel the heat of his gaze coming off of you in waves. You were bent over at a 90-degree angle as you licked and licked and licked some more.
You had gotten lost trying to clean up your mess perfectly, and you had taken no notice of the looming figure, Nanami Kento, right behind you. His dick in hand. You were practically jumping for the opportunity to meet with your entrance. 
He stroked it lazily, paying more attention to you and your licks, keeping in time with your every movement. You moaned at the sound of his rubbing getting wetter and wetter, probably from precum. You heard a chuckle leave his lips before he raised your gown over your hips and slotted his dick in between your thighs, You let out a moan at the feeling of his cock rubbing against you, but you were not alone with this; long and deep moan came out of him too, almost louder than yours. Yet he still dared to shush you.
Kento bit into your shoulder lightly before reading himself from you and begging to thrust. 
“Keep licking; I still see your mess on the table, Y/N.”
His voice sent a small shiver up your spine and only made you seem to rub your thighs.
“Fuck! Don’t do that.” He warned roughly, more moaning and gasping than firm and authoritative. You only giggle, squeezing them tighter, opening them a little and then squeezing more. And that’s when he took his hand from your waist and wrapped his arm around your body, and reached out of your neck, pressing in the same way you were around his cock.
“Fuck, baby, you are gonna make me cum.” 
“Then cum, Keno.” wiggling your hips at him. 
And that’s all it took for him to explode over your thighs and now clenching pussy. Nanami pulled away so he could watch as it closed around nothing. 
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Nanami groaned over and over. It was at that moment, as he made eye contact with your clenching hole, that he decided to flip you over and sit you on his boss's desk and fuck you. 
His dick was already softening, but he didn’t care. Moaning loudly at how good he felt in you as you throbbed around him, you could have sworn you heard Kento whisper out a small,
“Thank you, god.” Before pulling out of you, to push back in.
 He took it slow with you; each thrust had you whimpering for more. You felt like you could cry. 
“More Kento.”
“I’m sensitive, love.” 
“I don’t care,” you dug your heel into him. “Please,” you purred in his ear. 
And like the gentlemen he was, he obliged you. Giving in and plunging into you. Hard. Each time he reentered you, a gasp, or moan, or groan, or some heavenly mix of all three left him, And all you good do was pant into his neck. Sinking your teeth into him, occasionally when you felt like you were going to scream. 
The drag of his hips filled you with electricity. It was perfect; it was everything and more, and you hoped to god that your voices and the depraved sounds you were making didn’t carry down the hall and were loud enough for the party to hear.
“Nanami.”
“So now it’s Nanami?” Despite your tearful face still latched into his neck, you could feel his smirk and condescending tone dripping off his tongue. So you squeezed down on him, biting simultaneously, too. 
“Fuck me, God.” He whimpered into your skin.
“God? Am I your God, Kento?”
“Shut up.” 
At some point, your fucking turned into some weird way to torture each other, revelling in the pain and pleasure you both received from it. You clamped down on him, and he stroked your clit in circles. You bit into his neck, and he whispered the most nasty shit into you. 
At some point, this became a battle of ego, an unspoken game for who would make the other cum first. Position after position, against the table, over the table, riding him on the desk, him holding against the blackboard as he fucked deeper into you. 
None of you would let go. Not until the overstimulation plus the edging started to catch up with Kento did he let go, but his pride was in the way. But it wasn’t as if you were doing any better; you looked like an absolute wreck, mumbling incoherent words as he had you in a matting press on the floor.
Everything about this was depraved from both ends. And you didn’t even realise you were cumming until you felt Kento shoot his thick warm cum deep into you. 
Even after he was finished and you were both slowly coming down from your highs, he slowly rocked into you, and you only continued moaning like a mindless slut. 
“Look at the absolute mess I have made now, Y/N. You are just going to have to clean it up,” he said, shaking his head. He stroked the top of yours softly, still inside you, of course. 
��I’ll let you leave without licking it up if you manage to keep all of my cum inside as you suck me off.” But you couldn’t even keep your eyes open. He lay atop you now. Your legs shook even after he pulled out of you, a deep blush kissing his face.
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thewritetofreespeech · 8 months
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Could I request headcanons of Yuuji, Megumi, and Nanami with a hug-obesessed, cuddly s/o?
Yuji/Megumi/Nanami + super affectionate s/o
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Oh Yuji loves it.
I think we can all agree that Yuji is probably the most cuddliest out of the cast. He also has some boundary issues.
He would love someone who always wants to give him hugs or cuddle with him.
He’s like a golden retriever. If you don’t hug him and tell him he’s a good boy every few hours he’ll start to think you hate him.
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On the other hand, Megumi is very much like a stray cat. Right down to the unruly ‘mane’.
He doesn’t hate being hugged or touched. He just wants it done when he wants it.
He’ll ‘suffer’ through it for his s/o, as he knows that’s how they show their love language (Tsumiki told him all about it once), and deep down he does like the attention.
Megumi just wishes they wouldn’t do it so much in public. It’s embarrassing.
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Mostly, he’s just learned to brace himself.
He could dodge, as he spends a lot of his time dodging Gojo, but he doesn’t want to do that.
It’s been a long time since anyone has been excited to see him. Has anyone ever been ever? And he also can’t remember getting so many hugs in his life.
Nanami does like it though. To be appreciated is something he’s not used to, and he does cherish their sweet enthusiasm to see him.
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peachsayshi · 11 months
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dating nanami kento means that sometimes he texts you after working overtime, checks in to see if you are up to hanging out for a bit. it catches you off guard because you’re never put together enough to greet him. you still prefer him seeing you after hours of working on effortless radiance but your heart can’t resist turning him away.
your worries dwindle when he shows up disheveled and tired, with his tie loose around his neck and his jacket hanging over his elbow. exhaustion weighs heavy on his face, crescents forming underneath his eyes as a reminder of the lateness of the hour but there’s a softness when he looks at you and a tiny smile lights up his face like he’s been kissed by the rising sun.
it’s breathtaking really - that expression of his that channels his handsome features and transcends everything else around you.
he wants you on his lap so your snuggled close, so you have the freedom to play with his hair while he rests his head back on the sofa. he touches your thigh, brushing his feather light fingers back and forth while you gently massage his scalp. this is when he’s vulnerable - when he’s open to communication about the things he bottles up. his voice is beautiful when he speaks, when he expresses his inner thoughts without any concerns. he occasionally squeezes your waist for reassurance, and you eventually rest your cheek on his strong shoulder while drawing circles on his chest to just listen for the most part.
gentle flames burn between the valves of your beating heart knowing that he trusts you so deeply, knowing that the words you share in the presence of the waxing and waning moon is what you hold most sacred, and you close your eyes for just a second to secretly whisper to the stars: I’m in love with him.
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mikareo · 6 months
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⌗ they're just drawings? ₊ ˖ ་. nanami kento x fem reader (0.6k)
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genre . . boyfriend!nanami, fluffy bickering, about attack on titan but doesn't explicitly say so, swearing summary . . nanami doesn't understand your obsession with 2D men; especially 2D men who look better than him. note . . this piece is personal.
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"ohmygod i don't know if i can handle this."
you're pacing back and forth on your living room carpet. the tv is on with the pause sign glowing in the bottom left corner as the last episode of your favorite series ever has just released worldwide. it's been over ten years since the first episode aired and you're an avid manga reader— that being said, going into tonight whilst knowing the absolute devastation you're about to endure has you wanting to cry.
"it's just a show, c'mon let's start." ugh, he's always like this.
"it's not 'just a show', though." you grumble, crossing your arms and sending your oh-so-lovely boyfriend a glare. "you don't get it kento."
"this is serious shit."
nanami's giving you that familiar look he always has written across his face whenever you try to get him to understand your shows. it's not a look laced with judgement, but one that genuinely doesn't understand what the hell you're going on about. he tries his best to share your interests— he's quite literally watched every single episode of every single show you're interested in— however, that doesn't change the fact that it just really isn't his thing.
"you remember two last year when that manga chapter came out?" jogging his memory isn't usually this difficult, it's just that you give him a word-for-word summary of every manga you read.
"the one you cried over?" he looks confused, but he's slowly getting to the same point as you. "with the zombies?"
"okay, they're not zombies; but, yes, that one."
with his head nodding, you can see he's not quite getting your explanation. this is impossible. "kento, remember you had to come over because i was crying too much? it was the really bad night. my favorite character was killed off remember?"
his brown eyes widen with realization and he begins to nod an affirmative yes. "you were so upset i thought you were breaking up with me."
"exactly!" you exclaim so loudly that his head snaps towards you in shock. whoops, maybe you're a little too pumped about this. "this show ending is almost more upsetting than breaking up with you!"
that definitely wasn't the right thing to say to him.
nanami's brows are furrowed, contemplating the weight of what you just said and you can't blame him. you did just compare losing him to the death of a fictional character; which is clearly crazy, but what else can he expect dating you? he's the one who's head over heels for your obsessive nature— with romance and fiction— and you have no reason to feel bad for simply loving something so much that it consumes your very being. after all, you love him even more than that.
"you'd cry more if you broke up with me, though. right?" he's searching for an answer that he already knows the answer to.
your arms around his neck and you press a soft kiss to his lips. "my world would end without you." a smile graces your lips and you know that that expression is his favorite sight in the world. he's told you so many times before that if he could name an eighth great wonder, it would be you. "if i were an author, i'd never kill you off. you're too handsome."
a light laugh escapes nanami's lips and he showers your cheeks in kisses. "you're ridiculous." he says, shaking his head in disbelief and amusement; yet he still gently grabs you by the waist and carries you to the couch.
resting his arm over your shoulders and pressing the play button, he gifts you with a firm kiss on the forehead. "let's watch, baby."
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⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⊹₊。 reblogs are greatly appreciated! ˚₊⊹
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itztim3todi3 · 2 years
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ʀᴏᴀᴅᴛʀɪᴘꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ
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Just some road trip headcanons of some characters! Reader is gn/not specified
Requests | Open (read rules on pinned first)
Fandoms | Jujutsu Kaisen, Twisted Wonderland, One Piece, and Spy x Family
Platonic or Romantic? | Can be either, except for Anyas, hers is platonic only
ɪᴛᴀᴅᴏʀɪ ʏᴜᴊɪ (ᴊᴜᴊᴜᴛꜱᴜ ᴋᴀɪꜱᴇɴ)
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Hes the one in the back of the car with all the snacks and drinks
Asks for certain songs or suggests songs and then sings loudly and off-tune for the rest of the trip
He eats and eats and eats
The one who has to use the restroom first right after leaving a gas station so know you're in the middle of nowhere lol
He likes to play eye spy, card games, thumb wars, etc. games that you can play in the car
He somehow backs his Jeniffer Lorance poster?? He takes it out and shoves it against the window, talking to it and ‘showing’ it the nature
He doesn't get bored, hes talking, telling stories, asking questions, etc.
He barely stops talking, but to get him to shut up just shove some food in his mouth or give him a 1 player game he can fixate on
He sleeps during the last hour or two before you arrive at your destination
And then is groggy when getting out so hold onto him as you walk around for a few minutes before he fully wakes up
ᴋᴇɴᴛᴏ ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ (ᴊᴜᴊᴜᴛꜱᴜ ᴋᴀꜱɪᴇɴ)
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Hes probably driving the car or sitting in the passenger seat
Hes controlling the music for the first few songs before passing it off to you or the kids in the back
Hes relatively quiet and prefers it being that way but understands that someone is going to talk to him sooner or later
He'll talk, answer questions, play games that aren't too distracting if he driving, etc.
He'll do it for your or the person's entertainment just so they'll leave him alone once they get bored
The type of person that buys enough snacks for the whole road trip so you don't have to stop and buy something along the way
Hes got a few cups of coffee in the car somewhere to keep himself awake and alert, as well as just help him keep calm from the kids in the back
Hes downloaded videos, shows, offline games, etc. beforehand for himself, the kids in the back, and anyone who wants that stuff
ᴅᴇᴜᴄᴇ ꜱᴘᴀᴅᴇ (ᴛᴡɪꜱᴛᴇᴅ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀʟᴀɴᴅ)
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The best person to go on a road trip with
He likes to sit in the back and just talk, look out the window, etc. calming things
He brings all the good games and downloads all the amazing shows and movies
Hes got snacks and drinks in his backpack
Hes got everything in there, it somehow all fits we don't know how it's like an endless void in there
Hes got stim toys, books, drawing stuff, and so much more just to keep himself distracted and for anyone else really
He likes to fixate on the stim toys, his hands pushing and rubbing the buttons on the cube, or his mind working on trying to solve the Rubix cube
Hes quiet with the few conversations but hes mostly focused on the toys in his hand
Hes literally baby and we love him <3
ᴢᴏʀᴏ ʀᴏʀᴏɴᴏᴀ (ᴏɴᴇ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇ)
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Don't let this boy drive you'll get lost on the highway somehow and end up halfway across the world from your destination
He doesn't really bring anything besides drinks for himself
He doesn't even have a backpack it's just an armful of drinks he keeps in the seat next to him or on the floor
Put him in the back pls, it'll be the best decision for everyone
He snores so fucking loud, it overpowers the music that's playing
He falls asleep about 30 minutes into the trip lol hes out like a light not even enjoying the view outside
He does ask if you're there yet when he wakes up from his sleep, or how much longer
Hes also another one who needs to go to the bathroom right after you leave the gas station :/
Then again it could be because hes asleep when its break time and no one can wake him up
And then right as your in the road again hes up and says he has to go to the bathroom
ᴀɴʏᴀ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇʀ (ꜱᴘʏ x ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ)
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She gets bored pretty easily and likes to color in the car
Make sure to bring extra coloring books for her cause she will finish at least 2 of them
Snacks snacks snacks
Peanuts peanuts peanuts
That's all that's in the backpack she brought, she's carrying the coloring stuff
She brought her a few plushies and plays with them, or talks to them, telling them how pretty the view is, that she's hungry, etc.
She likes to imagine something running outside like we all used to do, whether it be a superhero or a wolf, shell giggle and cheers it on
She's a child she's going to need regular bathroom breaks and ask for more snacks and a drink when you do stop
She falls asleep during the last few hours as well, you're going to have to carry her out of the car or gently wake her up and then carry her
She's pretty fun entertainment and very good at keeping things interesting so she is actually really good to go on a road trip with
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sukunasun · 2 years
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I read your "how the jjk men would give it to you" post you made and.... like... surprise dick w stressed nanami sounds *chefs kiss* amazing. I was wondering if you had more thoughts about it bc i havent known peace ever since i read that hc/snippet
i was wondering which piece you were referring to only to realize you meant THAT post....
despite the dark circles and a scowl keeping his face in an ever-constant state of agitation, he’s a picture worth a million dollars, in tight-fitted suits that pinch at the waist, the back of his hand dusting over broad shoulders, poised, prim, lapels ironed flat over a wide chest. built and beautiful and so prudish is he. what is it about nanami the salaryman. his life made up of decimal points going up and down, a strand of hair he finds randomly on his shoulder, and the long, long, hours that build up overtime, a culmination of disappointments and tension unlike any other. forcing him closer to that edge, losing all control.
maybe it's the way his face is lit by a computer screen, by fluorescent lights, looking sickly and tense. he leans back in his chair every 30 minutes and the heavy sighs he lets out, the deep groans, guttural and frustrated sound so pornographic you think he's doing it on purpose. your friends tell you it's the clark kent effect, everyone's into the hot nerdy types, the quiet ones who hide that wild, primal side of themselves. but he is no superman, in fact, he's the complete opposite, he hides nothing and he hones no powers. he's just a man in need of a splurge or something, the desperation written all over his face.
who says things like "make me copies, reschedule my meeting, this coffee is atrocious make sure you use the french press like i taught you" do this, do that, barking orders at you all day without so much as a thank you. well, it’s less bark and more bite really. he's so cutting it's like he could say anything to you just so he gets to sneak in some kind of backhanded comment, unsolicited and uncalled for, an inkling inside you warning you of its hidden meaning.
if he were anything like his coworkers, he could just visit the strip club, pick up a girl on a dating app, find some stranger at a club, a quick fuck, a one night stand. but nanami wouldn’t dare. it's such a shame that he doesn't know how to fuck, wouldn't be able to the way he seems so tightly wound and uptight—mr. 'i'm better than you because i make so much money and i am good at my job'.
not to mention it wouldn't work either because he needs something more, something along the lines of your pretty mouth wrapped around him, taking him all the way inside, choking on it. you'd make him last as long as possible, make him shake and tremble with his hands gripping your hair tight, fisting, tugging hard and he'd keep you there, releasing down your throat. it’s what he wishes for when he stands in a bathroom stall jerking himself off for the fourth time that day and god help him because it’s now a routine, just for the sake of release, mechanical and so quick he doesn't get to savour it. even when he does reach his peak—cum painting his fingers, hot and sticky and so incredibly disgusting when the adrenaline wears off, heartbeat slowing, lips swollen and bruised clamped down between his teeth, his body doused in all that shame—it's not enough.
later in the day he gets off the phone with a client who's been bugging him about buying, selling, about shares, investments, the money's not real and on paper they're making a fortune but nanami knows he's going home with most of it. his patience along with the desire to keep his job is wearing thin. seen with the way a vein bulges over his temples, jaw clenching, his tie comes undone then, tugs at it until it hangs loose. starts to crave a cigarette by the lounge, away from prying eyes, but it's not needed when he looks up and sees you by your desk. “he’s just this guy at the office, you know, the kind that has a stick up their ass and takes themselves too seriously,” he overhears you say on the phone—it’s offensive of course, because you say it with such contempt like he wasn't capable of bending you over a desk, over a leather couch, making you muffle your screams in a supply closet as he fucks you silly. he wants to scoff, you should have been keeping those things to yourself, let alone talking about him out in the open. 
at this rate, he could just pull some strings and let you lose your job but he decides otherwise, walking over to where you are, nanami raises an eyebrow when he stands over your desk. "menial tasks requires less brain power so this falls right within your purview doesn't it, what are you, an errand girl?" he usually speaks in a monotone voice. this time however, it's like he believes himself superior. smug and snobbish.
“i graduated top of my class," you reply with indignation. who does he think he is, was this some weird power trip? he’s always been so quiet, so composed and collected. “and it’s sexist to imply that i merely run errands,” you spit back. if it weren’t for you, he’d be fucked. who organizes his schedule and replies his emails when he could just do it himself. 
immediately, he says “i made the assumption based off your incompetence, not because you are a woman.” then glances at you with his nose upturned. cringing at your gaping mouth, at your shocked expression. “stop staring, you're getting drool all over company property," he plops a few stacks of papers by the edge of your desk and without thinking about the implications of it, pushes them towards you with his pelvis. a lazy thrust of his hips and you look up then, expecting to see a sly expression, just like every other man who work on top floors and smoke cigars in penthouse view board rooms but his face is hesitant, like he's holding back something, "get this sorted, and don't make a mess of it." he instructs, before walking away, striding towards the men's bathroom for...whatever reason, you didn’t know, but he's always disheveled and doused in cologne afterwards.
geto and gojo suggest he meets the daughter of one of their clients but nanami suspects it's just another one of their schemes. “she’s a babe, would be down to fuck on a first date,” gojo doesn’t care that he’s being loud and obnoxious because he has more money than anyone will ever make in their lifetime while geto slaps an envelope against nanami's chest, “here, go buy her something pretty, it might help us convince her dad to invest,” geto says from behind him. he peeks through the opening and finds crisp bills stuffed into it, bursting at the seams.
the woman in question looks more like a doll, she smells like vanilla and her full lips purse when she whispers, "i like you," straddling him and leaving soft little smooches against his neck. it sounds made up because she barely knows him. he looks down at her spread legs and wonders what they'd look like in stockings, the kind you wear, in a pencil skirt and a blouse buttoned all the way to the top. her wavy extensions don't do anything for him, where's the updo, where are the hairpins tucked behind the ear. he doesn't want to hear her praises or her exaggerated moans, she's definitely a professional, a respectable one at that because she does it well but he wants a woman who's careless with her work, who looks down on him, he wants an errand girl—
"don't speak, you’ll ruin it,” nanami groans, and in a hotel room behind closed doors, she does as she’s told. he makes her face the other way so he doesn't have to see her, hear her, he could just deal with the weird, nauseating mix of being unsatisfied later on, feeling guilty when he knows he's using someone else, she's merely an object now, he doesn't care about her or whether she likes him and it's so infuriating that he wishes to prove you wrong because he's made to press up behind you, feel his heart beating beneath the skin, racing and pounding. proof that he has one, that he's made for more than just sitting behind a desk.
so he'll compromise tonight, all until he leaves her in an empty bed the next morning, rushing off to work with geto’s money left on the bedside table.
he's even more of a pain in the ass that morning, breathing down your neck and making sure you're left with double the amount of usual things he makws you do. but also he keeps a distance, going as far as flinching away every time you so much as tap him on the shoulder. this man is on edge, like he's about to implode. "what's your deal, haven't you ever felt the touch of a woman?" you tease, just for fun, even when you know he wouldn't laugh. and he doesn't really, but instead finds himself fucking you against the wall of his office.
skirt bunched up around your middle, he rips into your stockings with his hands, ripping it and pushing your panties to the side, "i'll buy you another more so stop whining," then tells you to leave the heels on and you do. even when he holds you up in his hands, legs propped up on his shoulders, you try to keep them from slipping off. in the reflection of a mirror, you watch his muscled back flex, the walls thudding, and those heels start dangling over your toes from the sheer force, each one of his thrusts, hard and fast and deep, keeps pushing you over the edge.
the first time you come all over him, it makes you tremble and shake, the newfound revelation that he's actually so skilled is one thing but nanami kisses your neck, gently coaxing you through your release. when he moves you to a couch, he sets you atop him, legs spread wide and thighs held firmly in his hands. he adjusts himself behind you and before you could whine from just how sensitive you feel, he pushes himself back inside, stretched and full and so hot. making sure that over your shoulder, he could watch you in that same mirror, and that you'd see him too. you'd see just who exactly makes you feel this way.
and by the time he fucks you by the window, you whimper when you look out then, clear blue sky and bright sunlight, it's a beautiful day out and the street below are bustling with cars and people who are looking to make memories. some colleagues are out for lunch and others are having some fresh air, a seemly normal day, and your heart pounds, fear and excitement creeping up because anyone could see, turn their heads up to catch the view of a woman with her knees tucked to the sides of her head, squirming and bucking as her boss fucks up into her. "i'm starting to think you like this," he taunts when your moans ring out, and it's true because you were running your mouth, making a scene, you believed him to be incapable and inexperienced but now you can't think of any other man who's made you feel the way he does. nanami doesn't care one bit about the exposure, abut public indecency or whatever the fuck they'll say about him, let them see how he makes you come apart, making your mind go numb.
"you did this to me," he snarls into the crook of your neck, how often had pictured this moment and now that it's real, his cock buried inside you, the moans you let out sounding better than anything he could have imagined, and the look on your pretty face while you're succumbing to him, this snappy little thing now submitting herself. "let me know if it's too much okay?" he whispers, biting down on your neck, pounding inside you, feeling your juices run down til it drips all over the carpet floors. he'd make you call someone to get it cleaned, and he'd stress about getting it done on time so no one would suspect a thing but he'd also go back to being a pain in the ass, or maybe he'd start being a little sweet, a little kinder, gentle and tender...until he isn't.
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suvidrache · 1 year
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Overreacting
age in bio when interacting. minors do not interact.
warning: angst | Word Count: 1,006 / Read it on AO3 / Wattpad
author note: I will not be accepting any further requests from jjk. ❤️
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It had been a long day for Nanami, he just wanted to come home and relax.
Nanami had never once yelled at you in all the time you've been together. Even before the two of you became a couple, he had never yelled or showed an emotion other than happiness.
Until today.
He had been in a bad mood since dealing with Gojo all day. He knew just the right way to get under Nanami's skin. Today, he was even more annoying than he usually was.
The car door slammed shut as he got out and walked to the house. The keys jingled as he unlocked and opened the door. Walking into the house, still annoyed by today's events, his face was taut with annoyance. You were overjoyed to see him after his long day. Smiling happily, you ran up to your boyfriend, hugged him, and proceeded to ask about his day. Which was a normal daily thing for your relationship.
The blood bubbled in his veins, heat rising from his chest to his neck, his ears warm, turning hotter by the second. He couldn't take it any longer.
"Would you just fucking stop?" He yelled, his voice echoing through the walls of the house. He ran his hands through his hair, grabbing a hold of some strands. His face flashed with anger. He relaxed his grip, letting his hands fall to his sides.
His anger quickly vanished, his face softened into shock, concern. He wasn't sure which. He just knew he shouldn't have done that. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but he closed it again. It was as much of a shock to him as it was to you.
Your breath hitched in your throat, your heart pounded in your ears, and you began feeling lightheaded. Your actions were very little and hardly noticeable. You began to sway back and forth. Never had he ever yelled at you, even on his most annoyed of days. You began to back away slowly as tears began forming in your eyes, your arms wrapped around your own body - afraid and upset about what might happen further. Nanami had already walked past you, heading for the kitchen. His gaze focused on the light of the setting sun streaming through the curtains on the window behind the sink. You turned quickly and ran up the stairs, heading towards your shared room. You struggled to open the door, when you finally managed, you went in, slamming the door behind you, you leaned against the door, your face in your hands, as tears streamed down between the cracks of your hands. Your body slowly slid down the door as your cries continued.
Before Nanami had arrived, the tea had been brewing for him. He opened the cupboard and grabbed himself a cup. Nanami poured himself some of the tea and took a sip. He ran his fingers through his tousled hair, trying to calm himself down. He knew he had messed up.
He sighed, setting his cup down as he ran his fingers once again through his hair. He was upset with himself, how he had acted, how he let his anger get the best of him.
This was never like him. He never yelled, and he knew how to control himself. Yelling was something that always upset you.
The wooden floor was hard on your soft body. You got up and laid down in bed, curling up as you wrapped the blankets around yourself. They provided only the slightest bit of comfort.
"Why… why would I do something like that?"
His voice breaking, tears threatening to fall as he spoke. He bit his lip, focusing on the pain that it caused.
It was quiet throughout the house, except for the sounds of your crying, your sounds quiet, barely able to be heard. The rooms glowed from the rays of the setting sun. He walked up the stairs, his footsteps giving away his location in the house. He tried to quiet them, as he didn't want to startle you. Once he had arrived at the door, he knocked quietly. He waited for a reply, and with no answer, he spoke gently.
"Y/N..."
"Go away Nanami."
"Y/N..."
He sighed as he sat down. He would wait there as long as it took. Nanami would not enter the room until you have permitted him. He leaned his back against the door. His head tilted back as he looked up at the ceiling. He deeply regretted his actions. Trying to think of something to say, anything that would make the situation better.
"... I'm sorry for yelling. I shouldn't have…"
Your cries slowly came to a stop.
"I was annoyed after dealing with Gojo, but that's no excuse. I'm sorry. You may not forgive me, but that's ok."
Slowly, his s/o crawled out from under the blankets. The bed creaked at the movement you made, your feet barely able to be heard. Your face still highlighted the pain and sadness you had. Streams of the salty liquid were still fresh on your face, where the tears had once been. At the sounds coming from the room, Nanami began to stand. The door was opened to find him, with a new expression you had never seen before on his face, with his hands down by his sides. His s/o wrapped their arms around his neck and laid their head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around them, holding them close, as he began to rub their back.
"I forgive you Nanami."
"Thank you. Is there any way I can make this up to you?"
"How about some food?"
"Alright, I'll pay. Let's get ourselves cleaned up first."
He said as he continued to hold on to his s/o, he had no intentions of letting go until they did first.
Once they would let go, he would kiss their head, not wanting to push the intimacy any further as they may not be ready for any further affection.
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gojoux · 8 months
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𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐀𝐘 “𝐋𝐄𝐓'𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓” 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐌
Gojo. Geto. Sukuna. Nanami. Choso. Toji. Megumi. Itadori. Yuta.
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◈ — 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎
“Say no more.” He'd grab your face in an instant and press his lips against yours. He would immediately get touchy all over your body, and for not even a few seconds, he's already slipping his tongue in, savoring your taste with hunger. He'd pull away for a moment before devouring your lips with his own, your mouth would be invaded by his tongue once more before pressing you against the nearby wall.
◈ — 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎
“You want to make out? Alright, love. Let's go somewhere private, we can make out there as much as you want.” He'd place his hands on your wrist and lead you toward the bedroom. His lips would immediately find yours, soft but deep kisses at first before it gets heated. He doesn't mind if you want to be on the top or him on the top. Rest assured, he's not giving your lips a break either way. “Now I know what you need to do to convince me.”
◈ — 𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀
His body would shiver with excitement as he looks down at you with a hungry look. “Come here,” he reaches for you and grabs your body, “You want to make out, do you now? My, my, are you in the mood for me.” He tilts your head with his finger and starts trailing kisses on your neck, nibbling your skin with his teeth, licking and sucking, and doing whatever he wants until he makes sure it leaves a lot of his marks. His mind is filled with dirty thoughts, “I hope you know what you're getting yourself into.”
◈ — 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈
“Right here? Right now?” Nanami's eyebrows would elevate at this request. “I should have expected it from you.” He sighs and loosens his tie before leaning back on his chair saying, “I can spare some time for you, love,” as he pats his lap, gesturing you to sit with him. “Let's make it a good one.” He'll place a hand on your cheek and the other on your waist as he kisses you slowly, with no rush, he likes to take his time savoring your lips.
◈ — 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎
He would look at you confused, “What's that?” He had no clue what making out is and he's not familiar with the term. Once you explain it to him, he'll nod and hold your waist, initiating the kiss first. “Like this?” He'll kiss you more. “I think I can get used to this.” His kisses slowly become deeper, letting out a few hums of satisfaction here and then. His touches would become bolder as well once you give him the cue. He's never done something like this but he seems to enjoy it with you.
◈ — 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈
He'd raise a brow after hearing your request out of nowhere. “So you want to make out, huh? Are you feeling needy?” He'll tease you for it. “Now come here, I'll show you just how good I can be with my lips," he'd speak to you in a seductive tone while looking at you with a sly smile on his face. He'll kiss you all over your face until it's damp from both of your wet lips after the kiss while his hands eagerly caressing and groping your body. He won't stop even until you're breathless.
◈ — 𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐈
He'd turn a bit red at your sudden question. He is a little surprised with your forwardness but he's not against it. “What did you say? Do you want to make out with me?” He doesn't mind if you kiss him. In fact, he'd like it if you did because he's been wanting to do that with you for some time already. Megumi starts off shy with a few pecks, focusing on your lips and what gesture you like. It's surprisingly hard for him to stop kissing you once he's warmed up.
◈ — 𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈
“Eh? With me?” He points at himself. You'd smack his arm which makes him let out a short playful laugh, “Okay, okay, let's do it.” He'd kiss you eagerly, he really wanted to experience kissing someone ever since he was single, and now that got the chance to make out with you is more than a dream come true. He'll circle an arm over your shoulder and the other around your waist, pressing your body closer to him as he focuses on kissing you.
◈ — 𝐘𝐔𝐓𝐀
His face would turn red and his cheeks would be flushed. He'd look at you with surprised eyes and then he'd nod slowly. “O-of course, let's make out.” He'd say your name in such a soft way, the most romantic tone he's ever spoken to you with. After a few seconds of looking deeply into your eyes, he would lean closer and test the water with a few soft pecks before the kiss got deeper. He doesn't really know where to place his hand so he just holds your waist as he pulls you closer.
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This week's Discord Prompt!
JJK X OHSHC
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turnyptown · 1 month
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Nanami considers himself a vanilla man. He doesn't have any specific kinks or fixations. All he wants is to make you feel good and make sure you get satisfaction from it. Or so you thought?
a/n: i think nanami is definitely a tits > ass guy, but he honestly despises the question
(m4f smut-ish, MINORS DNI)
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Nanami who’s in love with your tits. The way they fit so perfectly in his hands, the way they bounce when you walk and when he fucks you, it makes his cock throb.
Nanami who thought you didn't notice until the day you wore a low-cut shirt. The two of you were lounging around at home and he couldn’t look away. You teased him, practically putting them in his face.
Nanami who couldn’t take it anymore, pulling your shirt off as you straddle him. He admires the way they spill out of your bra. He reaches around you to unclip your bra and holds your tits with his large palms.
Nanami who becomes so unbearably needy, rolling his hips against you as he takes one of your nipples into his mouth. He teases it with his tongue before pulling away to see your beautiful expression.
Nanami who later begs to cum all over your chest after fucking your cunt sore. Once you give him the go-ahead, your tits are coated in his seed.
Nanami who is soon fast asleep, face between your tits. He holds you close by the waist, dozing off soundly in his new favorite spot.
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kanekisfavoritegf · 26 days
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Bodyguard Nanami who fucks you in the back of your limo with the partition down so he can cuck your personal driver Toji…
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thewritetofreespeech · 4 months
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Yippee! Happy (late) New Year! Could I request Yuuji, Nanami, and Gojo with an s/o who loves to proudly proclaim her love for them to everybody?
Yuji Itadori
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Yuji loves it! He’s a pretty expressive person himself, and an extrovert. He’s always been the kind of kid to go up to strangers and tell people about his personal life. Having someone he loves and is in love with him is something he would want the world to know. Despite it happening often, Yuji still blushes happily when they tell someone he’s their boyfriend or ‘the man I love’. He hugs and clings on to them after, just smothering them with affection.
Gojo Satoru
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Gojo loves it too :3. He’s always being praised for being the strongest, but no one really loves him like s/o does. The fact that they want to tell everyone warms his heart as he’s not just valued as a tool for the jujutsu world. It does make him nervous sometimes about everyone knowing about it though. No one can get to him, between his physical strength, Infinity, and Six-Eye, but they aren’t as lucky. When you can’t strike the king sometimes people go for the pawns around them to their on detriment and inevitable death if they hurt them.
Nanami Kento
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Nanami would prefer their declarations stay in private. Though he appreciates the sentiment, and their enthusiasm is cute, Nanami doesn’t really care for public displays of affection. He thinks that people should be more reserved and professional in public, and keep their private lives to themselves. Still, he doesn’t make an effort to stop them as he doesn’t want to dampen their spirit. It’s who they are and he appreciates that.
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chosok-amo · 4 months
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JJK HEADCANON : THEIR REACTION WHEN YOU'RE KISSING OTHER MAN
both of you went to shoko's new years party and you've been in s situationship with them for a while now, but they came with another woman so you kissed another man in a petty way to get back at them
content warning: mention of sex, jealousy, menace sukuna
headcanon by @satoruina on tiktok
PART O1 | PART O2
𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔
he doesn't hesitate to go to break up the kiss, gojo calmly threatens the guy with just a stare and puts his focus back on you. when you mention the woman he says she's just a fling and that she isn't important, says you're his girl from now on and that any man who attempts to lay their hands on you again will personally be dealt with by him. is incredibly whiny the rest of the night saying he should've been your new year's kiss. you're his girl now and he won't forgive you so easily for kissing another man in front of him, says you have to earn his forgiveness, until then he won't go easy on you your body.
𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔
chuckles to himself cause he knows exactly why you're kissing someone else, thinks it's adorable you're trying to make him jealous. he goes up to you a couple hours later and asks if you actually enjoyed the kiss, he's teasing you saying you need a proper man not a filthy monkey. he's going to fuck you all night to get the nasty monkey smell off of you.
𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎
he would never go with another girl
𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎
doesn't necessarily care if you're kissing someone else, he isn't the type to get jealous. he's just more upset you'd think you held that power over him to even make him jealous. he smirks and his mind fills with ideas on what he'd do to you, if jealousy is the reaction you wanted then he'd give it to you. that night he was teasing you and publicly humiliating you by fucking you under the table during dinner. he says the night is still young, if you wanted to be a little brat he'd treat you like one.
𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎
becomes enraged when he saw that man kissing and touching you like as if you belonged to him, he stared at you and pulled you aside after and was pouting asking why you'd do such a thing. he felt genuinely betrayed and was in the edge of tearing up but he felt more angry than anything else. made it seem like you're at blame for kissing someone else first. says he never wants to see you do that again, he'd rather than for you to be kissed by someone else. he kisses you painfully slow so everyone can see.
𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀
was never the type to care for such silliness as who kisses who but when he saw your lips touch another man he immediately sliced the man, he was livid you'd even dare do such a thing to disrespect him. he needed you to properly learn who you belong to, that night he marked you as his and sliced everybody while fucking you telling you the next time you act like this even more people will die because of your fault. he let everyone know you're the personal concubine of the king of curses by branding his marks on your body.
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weneeya · 2 months
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What about clingy gf!? Like the JJK boys with a girl who’s super clingy.
Clingy girlfriend
headcanons with jjk men : pt.1 / pt.2
thank you for your request! I love the idea of them with a clingy girlfriend omg hope you'll like what I've done! feel free to ask for stuff <3
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Gojo Satoru 
clingy himself so never complaining 
always glued to each other  
loves when you’re being clingy first 
Satoru was sitting on the couch of your apartment, waiting for you to get ready. You just left to take a shower but it was taking longer than expected. He didn’t say anything though, giving you all the time you needed to make yourself even prettier than usual. 
Suddenly, he felt arms coming from behind him, putting themselves around his neck. It was you, obviously, and soon your head was resting against his. A slight smile appeared on his lips before he rested his hand on your arm, stroking it softly. 
“You’re okay?” he asked, not moving from an inch. You simply hummed as an answer, eyes closed like you were about to fall asleep. “Needed you,” you said in a low voice which made Satoru chuckled. You were so clingy, sometimes he wondered who was the worst between you and him. Even if you were probably on the same level. He knew he was acting just like this all the time. 
“Come here,” he said, grabbing your hand to make you move from behind the couch to get in front of him. He made you sit on his lap and both of you stayed silent. You were like this all the time, and sometimes people wondered if you weren’t glued to each other. But you didn’t care, because you were both happy with the other being so clingy. 
Geto Suguru
finds it adorable 
thinks you’re so cutest when you ask for attention 
always ready to give it to you
Suguru was currently reading a book, while you were sitting right in front of him in the library. You were sighing, again and again, because of how bored you were. Not only bored, but only missing some attention. You wanted your boyfriend to be taking care of you and not being busy with this stupid book which was apparently way more interesting than you. 
You sighed once again, louder than the previous times, and Suguru raised his eyes from his book to look at you. He slowly raised an eyebrow, and the only answer you gave to him was a pout on your face. A smile appeared as he seemed amused by your behavior. He wasn’t stupid, he knew very well what was the problem here. 
He put his book to the side, now completely focusing on you. You seemed a bit surprised, blinking a few times before you looked away, your face a little warmer than before. 
“What? You have all my attention, isn’t it what you wanted?” he said, and you simply stammer some unintelligible words. He laughed softly and you looked back at him, before he took your hands between his. He guided them to his lips, leaving a kiss on the back of each of your hands. He always loved to give to you the attention you needed. 
Nanami Kento 
doesn’t really mind 
if it makes you happy, then it’s good for him 
never pushing you away
Kento was sitting at his desk, working on some very important papers that couldn’t wait any longer to be taken care of. It had been a few hours since he started to work and you were starting to miss him a bit too much. You knew he didn’t like to be disturbed when he was working, but you also knew that he wouldn’t tell you no either. 
After knocking at the door, and hearing him telling you to enter, you got inside of the office. He was still working, not even looking at you when you arrived next to him. You looked at him, a sad pout on your lips. 
“Kento, please..” you said, not explaining anything more. You knew he was going to understand what you meant. He simply put a bit more space between him and his desk, softly taping his thigh. You couldn’t help but to smile, coming on his lap in a second. 
You rested here, against his chest, sitting on his lap while he was working. You didn’t need more than that, you just wanted to feel his warmth against you and to know that he was really here with you. 
Toji Fushiguro
acts like it’s annoying, always complaining 
secretly loves it
something feels off when you’re acting differently 
You had been pushed away by your boyfriend, Toji, for the third time this week.You were a bit insecure all the time and his behavior towards your clingy habits wasn’t helping at all. He was always complaining when you tried to be close to him, and you were starting to think that he was hating it. So you decided to stop trying for the rest of the week. 
He had been alone in the apartment for a long time, he started to realize it. It was weird, you would never leave him alone for so long usually. Something was feeling off, and he didn’t like that. You were sitting on the couch, reading a book in silence, when he entered the living room. His gaze rested on you, and he came closer with no hesitation. He cleared his throat and you raised your eyes to him. 
“Mh? What’s wrong?” you said, and he raised his eyebrows. He couldn’t believe that you were really acting like it was normal. “Seriously? It’s been almost three hours since I saw you!” he answered, clearly annoyed by the situation. You frowned slightly, putting your book on the side.
 “I thought you didn’t like me being clingy?” he sighed, shaking his head from left to right at your words. “It’s not that. Just, please, don’t stop. It’s weird.” you were a bit surprised by his words. You didn’t expect him to react this way. You tapped the place on the couch next to you, and he sat here. In a second, you were resting between his arms, a smile on your lips. Everything felt way better like this, for both of you. 
Itadori Yuuji
always happy when you’re hugging him or clinging to him 
makes him feel loved 
almost starts to act like you 
Yuuji was talking with Megumi and Inumaki, a smile on his lips as always. Everything seemed to be okay, as they were talking about Yuuji’s improvement, or stuff like that. Until you arrived behind him, giving him a back hug with no hesitation. You missed your boyfriend so much, even if you saw each other the day before. 
When Yuuji felt you hugging him from behind, his smile grew even more, becoming as bright as ever. He rested his hands on your arms as your head peeked from behind his shoulder. “Hi guys,” you said, and they answered you in different fonts. You didn’t want to intervene in the discussion more than that, you just wanted to see your boyfriend because you missed him 
Everyone was used to this : you were always close to Yuuji, no matter what could be happening. You just needed to be close to your boyfriend, feeling him close to you. It was like a vital necessity. And Yuuji was never complaining. He loved having you close, it just made him feel loved like he needed to. In the end, your relationship was working well this way. 
Megumi Fushiguro 
a bit embarrassed because not used to it 
not as affectionate as you but doesn’t love you less 
never complaining because he knows it makes you happy 
You were outside with your boyfriend, Megumi, walking peacefully in the streets. You were talking about what you did during the week while he was silently listening to you, his eyes looking at your face from time to time.
While you were walking, you decided to grab Megumi’s hand in yours, holding it softly without saying anything about it; He looked at you, eyes wide, but didn’t let your hand leave his. He wasn’t the type of boyfriend to be very affectionate, you knew it ; and you were always reassuring him about the fact that it wasn’t a problem because you loved him for what he was. 
He was always taken by surprise when you were being clingy in public with him, even if it was something discreet because you didn’t to make him feel uncomfortable. After calming his comprehension problems, Megumi simply blushed very discreetly, squeezing your hand so slightly but enough for you to feel it. He wasn’t as demonstrative as you, but he loved you just as much as you did with him.
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sednas · 9 months
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– WHERE DO THEY LIKE TO KISS YOU
featuring: gojo, geto, nanami, toji x gn!reader
trigger warnings: [n]sfw version under the cut
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gojo ♡
- your forehead:
since he's most likely to be taller than you, he likes to smack your forehead with his lips, purposefully making a ridiculous noise while he does it. it's something intimate tho, he gives you french kisses in public without a second of hesitation, but only kisses you on the forehead in private. he does it when he finds you really cute, which happens really often.
geto ♡
- your wrists:
such a smooth mf. he gently takes your wrist and brings it closer to his face. in a loving gesture he puts your hand on his cheek and softly kisses your wrist. while maintaining eye contact of course.
nanami ♡
- the back of your neck:
he has the habit of standing slightly behind you so he can protect you if anything goes wrong (he's paranoid) and he likes to surprise you by kissing the back of your neck. he loves it because it makes you shiver and he likes to see the effect he has on your body.
toji ♡
- your cheeks:
he likes to make you think that he's going to kiss your lips, only to kiss your cheek instead. with your face trapped in his large hand, you usually laugh and try to get away from his hold. also, he gives you wet kisses, you can always feel his tongue on your skin, even when it's an innocent kiss on the cheek. that's either really hot or disgusting, idk you choose.
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- [N]SFW VERSION:
gojo ♡
- your inner thighs:
he's such a fucking tease. he gives you hickeys and sucks and kisses your inner thighs until they feel numb and your poor hole is twitching with need.
geto ♡
- your neck:
his favorite position is missionary so he can have easy access to your neck and you can't escape from his gaze. there's something about marking you while he's deep inside you that drives him absolutely crazy.
nanami ♡
- your ankles:
alright this is oddly specific but when you two go for the missionary position, he lifts your legs on his shoulders and he likes to kiss your legs, especially your ankles, because it's one of your weak points and you always let out the cutest sounds when he does.
toji ♡
- your (ass)cheeks (i'm so funny send me money):
he doesn't just kiss them, he bites them too, always hard enough to leave marks. listen, if he gets the chance, he'll lay his head on your ass, it's his favorite kind of pillow. he also kisses and bites your ass cheeks when he eats you out from the back, which is one of his favorite positions.
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winkwonkwankwenk · 3 months
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Nanami Head-Cannons!! (SFW & NSFW)
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SFW
Works like a dog to provide for you, definitely works overtime and stacks vacation days like change in a jar. Some weeks you only ever feel him peck your cheek in the morning and the next time you see him with be the weekend- if you're lucky.
He misses you constantly, so much that he'll often accidently type your email along with his usual ones and you end up knowing all the company's trade secrets. Oops.
He sends you gifts every day he's away, from flowers to cakes to flights to your favorite places- he gifts you so often you've got a closet just for all the teddy-bears and a greenhouse to preserve your bouquets.
The two of you stay in a massive house so it's very lonely when he's gone. He makes sure to call you at least twice a day, morning and night.
He knows what time you wake up and time you go to sleep because he's memorized your sleeping pattern. He knows when to send chocolates and shopping money because he has your period app on his phone too and pays close attention to the notifications.
He came home to you crying in bed one night and called out of work for a month to make up for loss time. Ever since then, even during busy seasons, he makes sure to at least spend a week with you.
During his days off, he treats you to expensive dates cute strolls through gardens. He wants to impress and please you daily, and worries if you don't seem to be enjoying yourself. "Do you want a different dish?" and "Honey, we can go somewhere else if you'd prefer to" are phrases you've often heard when he's getting into his head.
He has a photo of you in his wallet and several in his office. Your wedding photos decorate his desk, along with vacation photos and cute pictures he snuck of you when you weren't looking. You're his Lock screen, home screen, and background on all of his computers.
He's never raised his voice at you and he never will. Even when the two of you fight, he can't help but dote on you and promise you the world. Whatever has you upset, he'll fix, even if it costs him an arm and a leg. "I like when you express yourself, Honey." He'll apologize for anything he's done to upset you and when you struggle to communicate he patiently waits and praises you for every word you manage to say. "Tell me what's on your mind and I'll do everything I can to make things better"
He's a funny man, his humor a mix of sarcasm and corny jokes. He'll tell you knock-knock jokes when you're sad and awful dad jokes when the two of you have calmed down from an argument but you can't help but laugh when he pulls you into a warm hug. How are you supposed to stay mad at such a charmer?
He'll feel guilty when he comes home to see you cooked dinner days ago and he never got to eat it. To make up for it, he'll cook you breakfast and leave it out for you before he heads off to work- even if he's exhausted. It's the least he can do.
NSFW (Kinky stuff ahead per usual hehe)
He has...scandalous pictures of you locked in a drawer of his desk. They come in handy during late shifts when he needs to let off steam and doesn't want to wake you. He'll bite down on his tie and groan as he jerks off under his oval desk.
He gets so turned on when you pull his tie. One night, he came home tense to see you having a late night spa session in the bath. You asked him to join and he insisted on showering to get off the grime of the office but then you pulled his tie with those dainty little hands and pulled him into the water. You thought he would be mad, but then he stripped out of his clothes before you could blink and fucked you senseless. Something about the pressure around his neck really gets his blood flowing.
Nanami caught you listening to him working out once and made sure to invite you to join him. He pinned you under him as he did push-ups, making sure you heard every grunt and groan. "You like that?" He whispered into your ear as you squeezed your thighs together under him. "I'll make sure to be extra vocal from now on."
Phone sex- the two of you have it at least once a week. Sometimes the pictures in his desk aren't enough and he has to wake you. His breaths are heavy, voice husky as he shows you his boner. "Look what you do to me, Y/N..." He'll whisper as your groggy eyes struggle to focus, "Help me fix it, okay Honey?"
He found your toys in the closet one day when he came home and was pissed. Not because you were using them but because he wasn't there to watch. He asked if you'd be okay with him having a camera in the bedroom to watch you and was so excited when you said yes. From then on, you've made sure to give him his own special liveshow- always sending him a text before you masturbate.
One day, he had left his lunch at home, so you brought it to him only to accidently interrupt a meeting. Before you could apologize he had you in his lap in his big office chair, secretly fingering you. You buried your face into his thick neck to stay quiet and squeezed his shoulders for relief. The moment the meeting was over he bent you over his desk and rammed into you.
His voice is so soft and sweet during sex, especially when he coos and praises you while talking you through your orgasms. "Y/N, look at me, Honey." and "Such a good girl...keep clenching like that, okay?" along with "What a pretty woman you are...I'm so lucky to have you."
His favorite positions are Mating-press and Nelson because he gets so deep inside of you he can feel your womb eagerly opening for his release.
He's got a monster. It's not eight inches, not nine, not even ten- 12 girthy inches casually hangs between his legs. He always makes sure to prep you well before even pulling it out.
Your pleasure over his- always. Even if he can barely keep his eyes open he'll put his back into it to make you orgasm.
Vacations are always romantic trips to one of his beach houses. He'll feed you chocolate-covered strawberries and expensive wines, then lay you down on the beach and eat you out until your toes curl in the sand.
He's going to put a baby in you. Period. The two of you have already discussed expanding the family and the moment you were on board he made sure to empty his balls every time the two of you had sex. He made sure not a drop of his cum spilled out, sometimes plugging it in with one of those toys you would play with in the livestreams.
You're his priority, in and out of bed. He treats aftercare like his biggest responsibility. He'll run a warm bath, carry you to it, wash you, dry you, comb and brush your hair- the list goes on and on. He'll order your favorite food and feed it to you, then soothe you until you fall asleep in his arms. He likes your body, but he loves you.
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