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musingsinmountains · 22 days

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Beneath The Cherry Blossoms

A/N: My entry for the @enchantedforest-network Spring Feelings Event. Dividers by @benkeibear.

Synopsis: Ah, spring at last. The sakura are in full bloom and your friend (and crush) wants to go have a picnic under the sakura in a secret spot.

CW/TW: Kisses, hand holding, SFW, Chigiri x AFAB!Reader, nicknames (princess, honey),

Spring Feelings Master List

Spring has sprung. All the flowers are in bloom, making the neighborhood smell amazing even if your allergies are in full effect. The sun is up and you feel alright. You’ve taken your medication and it’s kicked in so the day is gonna be good. A familiar chime of your phone makes your heart flutter. It's Chigiri, your best guy friend (and current crush). CH: Hey princess! I have the day off. Wanna go out for a hanami picnic?

Your heart is racing, staring at the message for a moment before replying to him.

Y/N: Chigs! Yeah, I’d love to. I’ll make lunch. You get drinks and dessert?

CH: You got it. Meet me at the training facility at 12:30? Y/N: Copy that. See you soon.

You get cooking after you respond for the final time. Your heart is still racing. You move quickly to make some chicken katsu, steamed rice, a simple salad, and some vegetable tempura (specifically broccoli and sweet potato since that is all you have). You layer each bento with rice and a chicken katsu cutlet in the lower compartment, and the salad and tempura in the upper compartments. The boxes nestle into your lined basket. You even pack sauces and your favorite furikake.

Now that the meal was out of the way, you went to pick an outfit. You opt for your favorite light wash jeans, a baby pink peasant blouse and a mint green cardigan. A soft nod to the cherry blossom motif that is everywhere this time of year. By the time you finish primping, it’s ten til noon. You quickly spritz your perfume, pick a blanket, and grab your basket. It would take you 25 minutes to get to the training facility.

There are days when the train ride isn't so bad. Today is not one of those days. It’s packed and the train smells like feet. You sigh, focusing on the sights passing outside and before you know it the train is at your stop. You hurry off the train, taking deep breaths of the fresh air. After brushing the wrinkles out of your top and adjusting your hair, you head to the bench where you always wait for him. A soft breeze blows, billowing your baby hairs and the edge of your top. When you look up from your phone, there he is. “Hey, good to see you. Ready to go?” He smiles warmly and your stress melts away. “If you don't mind, I’d like to stop and get dessert and drinks on our way to where we’re gonna picnic.”

“Yeah, that’s what we usually do.” You smile and gather the basket and blanket. Normally as you walk towards the convenience store, Chigiri just keeps his hands in his pockets. Today was a little different. He walked closer to you and as people passed by, his arm wrapped around your waist. You gasp softly as the contact, hoping he doesn't notice.

Chigiri looks at you with a gentle side eye, making a mental note at how you reacted to his touch. The corners of his lips turn up as he pulls you closer. The two of you get to the store, Chigiri picks drinks and sweets for the two of you. When he reemerges from the shop, he replaces his arm around you and starts guiding you towards the park.

“There's a place I want to show you,” He leans in and whispers to you. “Do you mind if we go there instead of to the park?”

You turn your head, looking at him. “Yeah, we can go there.” When you look up, his soft maroon eyes look back at yours, glistening with something you’ve never seen before… or at least what he's never let you see. Pure adoration.

The journey to this place that only Chigiri knows does take you through the park. The two of you meander under the blossoming cherry and plum trees. His fingers gently gripping your waist. Your path takes you to the other side of the reflective lake. There was a small glade, surrounded by quince bushes in full bloom. Their dark salmon blossoms attract hummingbirds, butterflies, and honey bees. He pulls you into the glade and lays the blanket down. He sits, patting the blanket next to him.

“This is very private. How’d you find it?” You ask, lowering yourself next to him.

“I was looking for a place to read over old match notes and stumbled onto this cove.” He whispers, brushing your hair out of your eyes. He sighs, “You look very nice today, princess. Like a delicate flower.”

You blush. “Th-thank you. You look nice too.” “Honey, you’re even cuter when you blush,” his fingers gently cup your cheek. “It’s nice to have you all to myself.” He leans closer, resting his forehead on yours. His eyes close, and you can hear how his breaths even out.

“Hyoma…” your voice is soft like the breeze as you nuzzle your nose against his. Your eyes are closed and you can feel your pulse begin to race. There's a warmth building between the two of you.

“Yeah, princess?”

“I… I adore you.” “And I you.”

A gentle wind blows quince petals into your hair as you share the first kiss of the rest of your lives.

Part of @enchantedforest-network Dividers by @benkeibear

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mrskodzuken · 2 years

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This is my entry for @arlertslove's I'm Sucking Off A CEO! collab (which I took it literally lol), my first (and last, unfortunately... hopefully) NSFW art featuring Bouncing Ball Corp. CEO Kozume Kenma. I've worked my ass (and puthy) off sketching and digi-coloring it since last Sunday. Thank you @tetsukentona @beware-of-the-rogue for helping me come up with spicy and witty dialogue for this hot one-panel art piece *drools* <333 tagging @hanayanetwork @tokyometronetwork

#sucking off a ceo collab #tokyometronetwork #haikyuu fanart #haikyuu smut #kozume kenma x y/n #kozume kenma x you #kozume kenma x reader #kenma x y/n #kenma x you #kenma x reader #kenma fanart #kenma smut #tks.dayo #takipnet #hanaya network #🐱saku.smut #🐱saku.doodle

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villainesszine · 9 months

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Attend the Villainess After Party or else -- leftover sales for @villainesszine open in 5 days on 8/22! Digital zine is still up on our store now~

Art by @camipoopedart

#infinity train #amelia hughes #infinitytrain #cartoon network #fan zine #artist collab #zine artist

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bubbleberryuniverse · 9 months

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COLLAB WITH @tk-o!!! It did the sketch and I did the lineart and shading and stuff!!! Super duper fun, would do again.

#ok ko #ok ko lets be heroes #ok ko fanart #ok ko au #spectral!ko au #cartoon network #art #artist #collab #reblogs are appreciated

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jotatetsuken · 2 years

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'tis the damn season

features: hajime iwaizumi x gn!reader (no pronouns used, written in 2nd person)

submission for: @woahsamu’s “It's Always Been You” Collab | song: ’tis the damn season - taylor swift | type of writing: oneshot | trope: slice of life, exes to lovers | wc: 2530

summary: when you come back to japan for the holiday season, while walking along the sidewalk enjoying the snow, a chance encounter with your ex reminds you how much you miss and still love him.

content warnings: partial haikyuu timeskip spoilers, suggestive themes, hurt/comfort, talks of the breakup, talks of commitment-phobia, the reader's being called baby, love

beta reading: @mxonigirimiya @portfolio-of-dreams @mrskenmakozume (ily all thank you so much <333) | networks: @hanayanetwork @tokyometronetwork

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a/n: when i first chartered my list of fics i was going to write for tumblr, i had a fleeting idea for this song along with iwa, and when the collab came into existence, i knew what i had to do: bring the idea to fruition. taylor swift's one of my favs (y'all know this lol), so it's no surprise that my writing's based on one of her songs. plus, I thought of creating a moodboard instead of the usual banner. also, this is based on a two-year relationship i'd had with my ex in uni before i left for the states and he decided to stay in india and prepare for civil services exam. as always, likes, reblogs, and comments, especially reblogs are appreciated.

It had been a cold, chilly winter in Miyagi. The temperatures were almost unbearable. Taking a deep breath, you rubbed both of your mitten-covered hands together while blowing a warm breath in between them. While listening to calming music with your hands in your pockets, you walked along the sidewalk enjoying the snow. Suddenly, you paused along the tracks and took out your earphones, when you recognized a familiar face. One that you know all too well. While his familiar dark brown spiky hair was covered by a dark green beanie with dinosaurs on it, your gaze caught the man's olive-green irises. You took a step back in surprise, your breath caught in your throat, placing one hand on your chest as you realized who it was.

A soft smile spread across his face as he walked toward you. At that moment, you closed your eyes and took deep breaths as you tried to conceal your flushed cheeks, with all the memories you two shared flashing through your mind. From making fun of his best friend, Tooru Oikawa, to pranking the pranksters of Aoba Johsai, Matsukawa and Hanamaki, to going out on different dates: for coffee, for movies, for volleyball matches, for karaoke. The way you used to text each other, passing around secret notes, exchanging love letters, having clandestine encounters in the corridors, everything. He was your first kiss, your first love, and the one to whom you chose to lose your virginity, and as they say, “you never forget your first love.” You also felt a tug on your chest as you remembered the day you broke up with him.

You had seen many long-distance relationships break, and while you were amazed at how your parents could manage when they were apart for so long, with your father being in the merchant navy, nevertheless, you were scared that you would end up in the same situation. As a result, you dropped the bomb on Hajime Iwaizumi and told him why you had to end the relationship when he revealed that he was moving to the United States to study sports sciences and eventually work for a person he looked up to, Utsui Takashi. The truth is, you loved him too much to let him go. You loved the way he stood by your side whenever things weren’t going so well. You loved being engulfed in his embraces, and more so, you loved being lost in his kisses, every touch of his sending shivers down your spine. You knew he always treated you right; you especially experienced it, but you were afraid your relationship wouldn’t stand the test of time. In addition, he could see there was something wrong with you from miles away, but he never knew what it was until you revealed it to him.

When he heard what you felt, he was very upfront with you, albeit his gaze at you was laced with melancholy. “You know, baby,” he responded, with his shoulders drooping, “I’m actually hurt that you would think that our relationship would fade away as we meet different people, because trust me, what you and I have, I don’t think I can ever have that with anyone. However,” he reached out for both of your hands and held them, saying, “I’ll always be grateful for the memories we had together. I strongly believe that we’ll still find a way to each other, no matter what.” He then cupped your cheeks and planted a farewell kiss before leaving your house, concluding, “That’s because it’s always been you, my love. Always and forever.”

As you opened your eyes, you noticed him standing in front of you. He always had a great sense of fashion, wearing a pair of dark blue jeans with an oversized dark blue denim jacket over a grey hoodie. He was known to make things look good on him. He smiled at you, ever so softly, with his gaze never leaving yours. Unbeknownst to you, a warm smile crept upon your face, as you muttered your first word to him in years: “hey.” He also replied with a single word: “hey,” as you two stopped talking for a while, oddly finding comfort in the silence you two were sharing. You tilted your head and asked him, “It’s been a hot minute, Iwaizumi. When did you come back?” He let out a small chuckle, responding, “You know that you can still call me Hajime, right? I came back a couple of days ago for the holidays. I’ll be here until the second week of January.” Nodding, you weren’t sure as to how you could continue the conversation until an idea popped up in your head. “So, um,” you hesitated, before continuing, “Let’s walk together, to Sakanoshita and get some pork buns. What do you think?” He grinned at you, responding, “I thought you’d never ask.”

The walk to the store was not a silent one; instead, you two handled small talk well. You learned that Hajime was about to complete his senior year in undergrad in sports sciences and will be interning under Utsui Takashi, his role model, after college. He then reveals that Takashi turned out to be the father of his and Tooru Oikawa’s high school nemesis: Wakatoshi Ushijima. You both shared a light-hearted chuckle as he continued, saying that after the internship was over, he intended to work as a full-time athletic trainer and that he was attempting to become the trainer for the Japan National Volleyball Team for the upcoming Tokyo Olympics. For some reason, this gave you a glimmer of hope.

As you two bought a couple of pork buns from Keishin, nodding at both of you before leaving the store, he was about to ask you whether you were currently seeing anybody when you interrupted him by telling him that you were pursuing your final year in your college studies in Tokyo with Tetsuro Kuroo, an alumnus of Nekoma High School, and you were set to work alongside him in the Japanese Volleyball Association. While his enthusiasm seemed to have died a little bit, thinking that you were probably seeing the former Nekoma captain, you then cleared your throat and confessed to him, something that he found oddly assuring.

“I don’t know where you stand, relationship-wise, but you were right, Hajime. I dated other guys, not Kuroo, because I told him about you, and we just became friends, but I dated other guys, and they weren’t you. They could never be you.”

As he held your hands in silence, a single tear drop streamed down his cold cheeks as he smiled in response to your confession. While you were confused as to what that meant, he asked you in a soft voice, “Do you still stay with your parents, or did you get an apartment of your own?” With a tint of blush hitting your cheeks, you nodded, replying, “I do stay on my own in Tokyo, but here I stay with my parents. However, they’ve gone to Bangkok to visit my relatives, and I told them that I'd be joining them soon, so until then, I live alone. Did you want to come over and spend some time?” He shook his head in denial, replying, “Not until you truly are ready to be with me again.”

Furrowing your eyebrows at him, he continued, “If I do end up coming over, the good memories will return, and I'll want you to commit to me. There’s no middle ground anymore, (y/n). It’s either we get back together, or we stay as acquaintances.” You were taken aback at his confidence. For a moment, you pondered and realized that he had never stopped having feelings for you. Respecting his opinion, you nodded, and suddenly, an idea popped into your head. “So,” you said, “I’ll not be here for long. Maybe a week or so. Until then, would it be okay if we hung out at your place with Mattsun and Makki, and during that time, we can see whether the feelings still exist, and we can, um, give it a go.” Smiling, he nodded in agreement. “Alright, seems fair. We can do that.”

He then called Mattsun and Makki and urged them to come to his house with a couple of board games and to set up video cameras to surprise someone that was coming home after a while. As you two ate your now lukewarm pork buns while walking to Hajime’s house, you started talking about the crazy moments that happened to the both of you while you were away working on your goals. Upon reaching the house, your memories come back as to how you met him in the first place. You then opened the door to find the boys shocked that you had come back, and as you looked at the video camera to their right that caught their expressions, you and Hajime laughed at them, much to their chagrin.

As the days went by, you four hung out often at Hajime’s house, playing different kinds of board games,exercising, watching movies, and catching up with each other. You would even video call Oikawa to surprise him, and he’d whine with a pouty face, “Why am I not there now?” to which you’d reply, “because someone chose to fly to exotic places over us,” with the rest of you cackling and laughing at the milkbread-loving setter. What was seemingly oblivious to Mattsun and Makki was that there were stolen glances exchanged between the both of you, you found your hands brushing against each other often, and you would mistake other people’s names for each other. One day, someone had dropped cutlery, and while you’d kneeled to pick some spoons and forks up, you noticed Iwaizumi kneeling to pick up the same, causing your faces to be a couple of centimeters apart, and as you two realized that the tension between you was so strong that you could use a knife to cut through it, you gulped a little bit of air down your throat.

The day before you were about to leave for Bangkok, you called him and started cajoling him, “Hajime, I need to talk to you. Would you be able to come over, please?” Exhaling a deep breath, he replied, “Okay, fine. I’m on my way.” You were pacing around the living room for fifteen minutes, confused as to why you were feeling this way until the doorbell rang and you rushed to open the door. When you unlocked the door, Hajime was standing on the front porch, shivering. His hands were in the muff of the dark blue hoodie, with his hood down so that you could see him clearly. His hair was disheveled as if he had run his hands through it one too many times. You let him in, a panting mess, looking as if he had just been jogging in the chilly weather. As you two sat on the warm couch near the fireplace, you knelt down.

This time you were the one holding his hands, causing him to widen his eyes. “Hajime, when I told you that all those people that I dated could never be you, I meant it. Sure, I was commitment-phobic as hell, and you know that, and I was scared that that would disturb our relationship should we go long-distance, because I’d be doubting you constantly, be jealous, and have all kinds of negativity in my head, but the truth is, I love you, Hajime. I always have, and I want you to be my boyfriend, and me to be your partner. I want to go ahead and fully commit myself to you, come what may. Always and forever, right?”

Smiling at you, he then cupped your cheeks, brought your face forward, and kissed you on your lips. No sooner did that happen than you enveloped yourselves in a deep kiss, eventually causing the two of you to peel the clothes off each other’s bodies. Every touch, every kiss, every action had the power to convey how much you still loved each other at this very moment more than words ever could.

An hour had passed since you two made love after four years, and you had wrapped yourselves in a blanket, sipping on some hot chocolate in front of the fireplace, nuzzling against each other. Suddenly, either one of the phones buzzes as Hajime kisses your forehead as he goes to the strewn pile of clothes and not only gets out his phone, which just had his alarm ringing, but also a small box. As you narrowed your vision to the small box, a number of thoughts spawned in your head. “Wait, is he asking me to marry him already?” You think to yourself. “Isn’t that too soon?” However, as Hajime brings the box to you and opens it, it didn’t seem like an expensive diamond ring, but it was one of those even more expensive platinum bands that must have been bought from a jeweler’s shop.

He then tells you, “(y/n), I’ve been aware of your fear of commitment ever since your cousin had a messy divorce, and your best friend’s eleven-year old relationship ended. When you broke up with me, while I was sad and heartbroken and you were citing your inability to commit, I imagined something: that years later, you'd tell me that you wanted to commit to me, and whenever you did so, I’d give you this ring. It’s not an engagement ring, it’s a promise ring. With this, baby,” He slides the ring onto your left ring finger and says, “I promise to love you and cherish you whenever you’re ready to take the next steps in the relationship, and I promise to walk alongside you, because baby,” he then holds both of your hands while saying, "There wasn’t anyone else in my life that I dated other than you, especially when I went to the States because I couldn't imagine anyone else but you by my side. It was always you, (y/n). Always and forever.”

Tears streamed down your cheeks as your gaze met with his. You then cupped his cheeks and kissed him on the lips, with both of your “I love you”s reverberating throughout the whole house. The next day, the quarter of the Seijoh 4 helped you pack your bags, and Hajime drove you to the airport. As he stopped in front of the airport, he saw you twiddling your thumbs while subconsciously biting your lower lip. He took one hand and intertwined his fingers with yours as you turned in his direction. He smiled at you, saying, “I promise you, love, this is not the end of us. In fact, it’s just the beginning.” Both of you were then engulfed in a warm embrace for what felt like an eternity. As you got out of the car and got your belongings, you then gave Hajime a kiss before leaving for Bangkok. If you learned anything from this trip, it was that ‘tis the damn season’s fault for bringing you two back together, because that kiss wouldn’t certainly be the last.

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catastrothy · 9 months

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Would you be willing to collab/promote with a new vtuber(of course, providing you like them)? What about promoting a predebut vtuber? Just curious

i mean if its someone i know and am on good terms w then yea. otherwise if ur just some random person coming up being like "PROMOTE ME" "COLLAB WITH ME" then like......... no? lol

#ask #just... make friends and set up collabs that way like a normal person #9/10 ppl who come up to strangers demanding collabs or promos are ppl who r gonna abandon u the moment they reach bigger numbers than u #anyways networking is very important to any form of content creation but like pls remember to be a normal person about it sjdhgjksh

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cartoonchill · 8 months

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Hid this since last summer... INFINITY TRAIN REANIMATED IS OUT via The 2nd Dimension YouTube channel!! You can also check out my behind-the-scenes process on my YT channel. I'm FLOORED by the sheer talent and passion of the fanbase, you guys rule!! Thank you, 2nd Dimension, for this opportunity!

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#infinity train #tulip olsen #cartoon network #reanimation #reanimated collab #Youtube

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musings-and-moans · 2 years

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will you leave me and go?

submission for: @cirigiri 's Leaked Files Collab (file #07- employee seduces boss for promotion) (thank you so so much for organizing this, lucy <3)

features: boss!kento nanami x employee!f!reader | setting: modern au, office au

synopsis: you've been working in the same company for years, but you've never gotten a single promotion. will the arrival of a new boss in the form of kento nanami change things for you?

warnings: yuuji,nobara,megumi, etc are aged up, porn with plot (so you have to read the story to get to the part hehe), power imbalance (employee/boss), use of vibrator while masturbating, food play (lollipop), oral fixation, office sex, oral sex (m + f receiving), possibly hickeys too, deep throating, voyeurism (to an extent, 'cause of cameras), clit slapping, sir kink, praise kink, overstimulation, edging/orgasm denial (either one of the two), spanking, unprotected sex, creampie (that's all I could think)

song: earned it by the weeknd / often by the weeknd | WC: 4k (needed to establish plot before getting into it hehe)

beta reading: @kazububs @beware-of-the-rogue @arlertslove (thank you so so much <3333)

networks: @tokyometronetwork @hanayanetwork

visual inspiration: @mrskenmakozume 's moodboard ehehehe AND Nanami's attire for the JJK x Dolce and Gabbana official fanart look (ISTG I needed to use this somewhere hehehe)

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a/n: so i’d learned a couple of months ago, that kenjiro tsuda (nanami’s va) was the japanese dub for christian grey in 50 shades of grey and now my brain’s in a frenzy. hence, i’ve been in a nanami brainrot of late. also, this is my first nanami smut so i hope y’all enjoy this one ♥️ y'all know the drill, likes, comments and reblogs, especially reblogs are appreciated. reposts are not allowed at all!! i'll need all the feedback i can get so thank you so so so much!!! also, minors, ageless blogs and blank blogs are not allowed to interact with this post at all!!

Tokyo Jujutsu IT Services has been your workplace for many years. While it's not that you didn't enjoy working, before you were fully committed to your role in one department, you were transferred to a different position in another department, often without explanation. If you knocked on the door of your boss, the company's CEO, Masamichi Yaga, to ask for a promotion, you would be metaphorically slapped on the face with a pay raise. While this was initially flattering, the initial frustration worsened, as you felt that they were trapping you in the company by keeping you for too long without giving you the position you deserved.

In light of this, you thought about leaving the company, and you logged onto LinkedIn to look at different job opportunities. Although you didn't want to leave your colleagues behind, you were left with no choice, but to start drafting your resignation letter. Until one day, you, along with the whole company, learn that Yaga was arrested for illegal insider trading and subsequent embezzlement of funds, and a replacement was assigned and would arrive by Monday.

Upon hearing the news, it hit you how Kyoto Jujutsu IT Services, your rival company’s CEO’s assistant, Kasumi Miwa, often came to the office bearing a plethora of goodies and even taking autographs with Satoru Gojo, one of the junior partners in your company, as he was popular in the software industry, in exchange for confidential information. You had your suspicions though when you could sometimes hear grunts and moans of their names from his office, but who would’ve believed you? Everyone thought he was a good man. The ambiance of the workplace plummeted even more as there were colleagues that looked up to him, especially your best friend, Yuuji Itadori. However, his mood was immediately lifted when you took him to a nearby restaurant and gave him his favorite food.

Contemplating your position in the company, you shrugged and got to work, not wanting to waste any single moment. You were all then called to the center by Kiyotaka Ijichi, the communications liaison for the company, who then introduced you to the newest and youngest CEO, Kento Nanami.

As he entered the office, he was clad in a grey double-breasted suit over a blue high neck cashmere sweatshirt with a golden brooch and black Moccasin gold-plated loafers. He’d fiddled with his blonde hair as he walked and stood next to Ijichi, using his green armless glasses to communicate much better than words ever could. It was no surprise that at that moment, everyone, including you, found him very handsome. But, you were shaking your head because you didn’t want to think lewd thoughts while you were at work.

No sooner did you return to your studio apartment than you freshened up, changed into your blue nightclothes, and took out your vibrator. Turning it on and placing it on your clit, the vibrations sent shivers down your spine. The tip of the toy moved up and down the entrance before ultimately entering you, slowly, then increasing the pace. The sudden thought of his cock in you made you burst out in a series of moans, the vibrations causing you to roll your eyes to the back of your head, where you called out, “Mr. Nanami, sir, please fuck me.” For the first time since your apartment was filled with your lewd utterances, when your coil snapped as you orgasmed, you were dissatisfied with your own touch.

However, you were oblivious to the fact that your neighbor could hear you moan from his apartment, causing him to smile as he read his books.

The next day, no sooner do you enter the office than Nanami calls out to you, “(L/N)-san, can you please come into my office for some time?”

You’d gulped in some air before entering the office, and you felt a sense of tension in the air and bit your thumb in nervousness. That’s when he threw a small smile your way and asked you to sit down. You felt a sense of warmth slowly covering you like a blanket.

He then says, “(L/N)-san, I've been meaning to ask you for advice since you're one of the employees who has been there the longest. I’d like you to explain everything that’s been going on in this company without holding anything back from me. ”

As you began explaining what projects had been going on in the office, what different kinds of software people were working on, what challenges people were facing, and so on, Nanami had taken out a small notebook and started noting down every point verbatim, causing your heart to skip a bit, smiling at his gesture. Your previous boss was never keen on hearing different kinds of feedback, but your new boss was.

What took you by surprise, however, was that after you left his office, he contacted the respective department heads, gave different instructions to them, and thus implemented the changes that you were looking for in the company, causing you to develop a sense of trust in him.

Over the next couple of days, you started to build a professional rapport with him, and you deemed him to be a better CEO than Yaga any day. He knows a lot about a wide range of things, and you could ask him for help with any project. You also got to know each other through your shared love of books, certain types of music, and other hobbies.

You were one of the few that were able to see through his tough exterior as he smiled more whenever you were around, and he’d stand beside you at parties when crowds got too overwhelming. You gradually became his favorite employee, earning jealous stares from everyone, especially Akari Nitta, a senior employee. She vocalized her thoughts of earning his favor to earn a promotion, much to your chagrin.

As your rapport with him grew, you kept wanting him more, in every way, especially to satiate your carnal desires. You tried shaking the feelings off; you even tried sleeping with other men, but you finally realized that it wasn’t the same. It would never feel the same, no matter how hard you tried. You wanted your boss to yourself.

One Friday morning, he called for you, asking you to meet him before you clocked out for the day. As the clock was about to strike five, your heart started pacing, because you wanted to talk about getting a promotion that you deserved. You were curious about what he was trying to tell you when others had left. Wondering if he felt the same way about you too, you shook the seemingly ridiculous thought away.

Your mind came back to reality as Yuuji called out to you from your reverie, excitedly crying out before leaving, “Goodnight (L/N), don’t forget to meet Nanamin before you go!”

It makes you chuckle every time the nickname that you used for him spreads like wildfire. While people left the office and called it a night, you gathered a small red box and walked confidently in your black knee-length pencil skirt, which accentuated your curves, a white full-sleeved shirt, and black heels, whose clicking and clacking could be heard in the corridors. When you knock on the door and enter the office, you see him wearing a dark red shirt, black trousers, and black leather shoes. He sat back in his chair, loosened his tie, and sighed as he tilted his head upwards.

He then leaned towards the table, putting his arms on it, with his hands joined together, and ankles crossed, speaking to you with a tender tone, “So, (Y/N), I wanted to talk to you.”

Your heart was racing so fast you couldn't understand why. After taking a deep breath, you brought yourself back to reality and nodded. “Of course, Mr. Nanami,” you answered. Your voice quivering, you replied, “I wanted to talk to you as well.”

As he tilted his head towards you, he took off his armless glasses and put them on the table. He spoke with a sense of candor, “I was wanting to know something.”

“How come I see in the records,” he pursed his lips and furrowed his brows as he flipped through some documents, “that you've been here for years but have never been promoted?”

It was as if someone had just injected adrenaline into you, because suddenly, the nervousness turned to determination. You then place the red box on the table and open it to show that you’d bought him some hard candy, causing him to say, “Thank you (L/N)-san, I appreciate it, but-” You interrupted Nanami when you took out a strawberry lollipop from the box and put it in your mouth, licking it slightly with your tongue and sucking on it slowly as his gaze fixed on your lips, slightly wide.

He thought to himself, “Please don’t do this to me, (Y/N).”

“Mr. Nanami,” you clear your throat, bringing him back to reality while still sucking on the lollipop, “is there something I can do for you? After all,” you slyly look at the buttons on his trousers, and say, “That’s my promotion you’re talking about.”

He threw a perplexed look at you as if you had figured out why he was hot and bothered. He bit his lower lip, trying to keep his thoughts from wandering as he noticed the scarlet lace lingerie you were wearing underneath.

He composed himself before speaking to you. “I have been thinking about promoting you, but just to a senior team leader,” he said, taking a deep breath. “Considering Nitta-san's prior experience as a senior employee, I was considering promoting her to become a junior partner.”

You roll your eyes and reply, “Nitta?”

You scoffed, “Please, she's been here for what? Five years at most? She always runs home earlier than most other people.”

Approaching him, your fingers flitting across the table, you shrug your shoulders, replying, “I've been here for more than she has, and you very well know that, Mr. Nanami. Throughout your transition to the company, I've been your main contact. Therefore, I am the one who needs to be in a position higher than my current one. If not, then I am left with no other choice but to file for a resignation.”

In response, Nanami retorts, “Like I'll let you leave the company, (Y/N). It may have been Yaga’s negligence that you weren't promoted right away, but are you really going to leave me? ”

You start to persuade him while still casually sucking on the lollipop.

“Mr. Nanami, the records and the reports of different revaluation meetings must have shown you,” you continue as you unzip your skirt, displaying your lace panties, then straddle him, grinding along with the now appearing bulge, “that my performance is exceptional because I know I'm pretty good at what I do.”

Nanami looks at you intriguingly and asks, “Do you know that there’s a camera in my office?”

You shrug, and murmur, “I do, I was the one who asked for it,” giving a wink.

“Come on, Mr. Nanami, I don’t really care.”

When you come near him, you take the lollipop out of your mouth and place it in his to suck on it, slowly. “I think I wasn't promoted because I refused to give into Yaga's subtle advances, but since you've had the chance to know me, you know how capable I am of taking on any challenge. It's high time I take things into my own hands.”

Then, having got the assurance that you got to him, you take the lollipop out of his mouth, tilt your head, finish the lollipop, throw it away, and smirk, purring, “so I might as well show you how much I want, no need, this promotion.”

“Well, is that all you want. (Y/N), to be a partner?” He asks you, raking his fingers through your hair, humming. Shaking your head, you reply, with your lips brushing his, “You know that that’s not the only thing I want,” and purr, “Kento.”

He nods with a smirk, “You’re going in the right direction, sweetie.”

You then press your lips against his and kiss him passionately, with you straddling him, sucking on his bottom lip and tongue, and your teeth clicking together with one of his hands on your waist and the other cupping your cheek. You then slip down, unbutton, and remove his trousers, leaving his black boxers on display, and upon bringing them down, you let his cock spring free as the head slaps his clothed abdomen.

His cock is exactly as you imagined it to be, long and girthy, with the prominent vein visible. Like the gentleman that he was, he liked to keep things clean down there, just like you. You begin to savor his shaft by wrapping your lips around its head, licking the tip, and tasting his pre-cum. You then keep sucking hard, maintaining eye contact with him. He watched you, entranced, and his mouth was slightly agape.

“Shit, (Y/N),” he rasped. “You’re doing so well; this has got to be one of your best performances,” he continued, smirking down at you.

Using your hands and lips together, you lather his hardened length with your saliva and bob your head up and down hard while keeping your eyes on him. If it was hard for him to maintain control then, he started to lose it the moment you spent some time playing with his balls, licking and sucking on them. All of this caused him to moan and whimper while his eyes rolled back in his head. It was amusing to watch him squirm for someone who had a strong authoritative presence among everyone.

“Mr. Nanami,” you purr, sucking on his delectable cock like there's no tomorrow. “I was hoping you'd have my revaluation meeting on Monday and hopefully discuss getting me rewarded.”

He then murmured, with a knowing smirk, “Oh, absolutely. Especially, as long as you’ll be at my beck and call, 24 x 7, I'll give you something else as a reward along with the partnership.”

If there's one thing you've learned about Nanami, it's that he prefers to take things slowly and in his own time. However, with the tension between you two, he couldn't keep himself away from you any longer.

You smile and continue to move your lips up and down, back and forth, pushing against his firm length. As you continue to suck him completely, that's when he confesses, “(Y/N), ever since I first met you, I’ve been intrigued by you. That night, I could hear you moaning for me from my apartment, and ever since. And now, mmmm-” he couldn’t say anything else as he was so drunk off of the way you’re blowing him, making you realize he was the neighbor that could hear you all along, which turned you on even more because he knew you wanted him.

A tint of blush appears on your cheeks as he moans softly, sending shivers down your spine. Suddenly, someone knocks on the door, causing you to jolt a bit, but not a bit unfazed in the slightest. You then crawl under the desk, Nanami not moving an inch as you take one of his hands, and run your fingers through your hair, enabling him to guide you on how fast to go. Nanami fists your hair and bobs your head up and down, thrusting hard, causing tears to appear in the corner of your eyes.

While you’re so engrossed in how good his shaft tasted, Nanami shuffled himself on the seat and answered with a raspy voice, “Come in.”

His demeanor shifted as his business partner, Shouko Ieiri, walked in, saying, “Nanami-kun, here are the documents for the next meeting.” She asks him, catching the micro-expressions on his face, oblivious to what was going on below the desk, “You okay, Nanami-kun?”

Nanami then smirked, with Ieiri giving a confused look, and said, “Yes, Ieiri-san. Before you say anything, I told her that she was to be promoted to senior team leader to check as to where her loyalties lie, but I’m glad that I-” He coughed to cover up a moan as you took all of his dick down your throat. “I got to know that she wants to stay in the company regardless of the position.” Your eyes widen.

The boss is willing to lie for you?

He leaned towards the table with his arms on it, continuing, “See, Ieiri-san. I was the one who ratted Yaga out.”

Ieiri stared at him in surprise, to which Nanami calmly replied, “He was a bastard. Years ago, he fired my best friend, Yuu Haibara, accusing him of something he did not do because Haibara refused to cooperate. It was going to be the same for (Y/N), but I made sure that he wouldn't repeat that mistake. There is nothing to worry about, Ieiri-san. Have a wonderful weekend!” As Ieiri nods and leaves the office, you slide off his desk. He then picks you up from under the desk and kisses you.

Then he sits you down at the desk, and carefully pulls your panties off of you while you take off your shirt and show him your lacy bra. Having unhooked the bra's hook in front, you leave yourself at his mercy, exposing every part of your body, submitting yourself solely to his pleasure.

He licks his lips, softly moaning and remarking, “Ah, I see that you were planning to do this all along, weren’t you, you cheeky little minx,” and before you could refute, he immediately slaps your clit. This causes you to open your mouth wide and close your eyes as you whimper in pleasure.

“(Y/N), oi, (Y/N),” Nanami calls out to you and your eyes look into his brown orbs. He commands, “Look at me,” pausing after every word.

Causing you to nod frantically, he spreads your legs, grips you by your thighs, and murmurs, “You know what, I'd been thinking about this pussy for a long time. She looks so pretty and do you know what else? She’s all mine.”

He then kneels down, leaning against you, splays one hand on your waist, and uses the other hand to keep slapping your clit while licking it, sucking on your folds, and using his fingers to reach the g-spot, curling them inside. This caused you to moan loudly, dropping all inhibition and care, letting go of the thought that someone must be watching you, and your fingers raked through his light blond hair and pressed it closer between your legs.

He then grips one thigh hard, spreads your folds with another hand, and devours your pussy like it’s his last meal. The coil kept building in you as your back began to arch, your toes began to curl, and you scream, “I-I-Please, sir! I’m a minx for you, please don’t stop,” while pressing his face between your thighs.

This causes him to smirk and continue to eat you until he praises you, pussy drunk, “Oh angel, your pussy is so good for me, it’s so delicious. I’d like her to be available for me, 24/7, so what say, partner? Will you cum for me as a sign of approval, sweetie?”

Hearing this was enough for you to give out one last cry before the coil in you snaps and he continues to slurp your juices. He then looks at you, with your essence smeared all over his face.

“I wasn’t joking about this by the way,” Nanami then stated, matter-of-factly, while he puts your right leg on his shoulder, aligns his dick with your entrance, and while not waiting for you to relax, slams himself into you in one swift motion, with his hands interlocking with yours and his mouth grabbing one of your nipples and suckling on them, eventually bottoming out, with the tip of his head reaching your spongy cervix.

You screamed when you realized that your vibrator could never fill you in the same way that he did. Like he was made to fit into your pussy, every part of him fit into you like a glove. The moans you made seemed to have flipped a switch inside him that he could never turn off. As he started off slowly, you felt your pussy throb and whimpered with every movement he made. "Shit, that's too tight. Look at her clenching around me," he grunts while sucking on your nipples and playing with them, biting hard, while your gaze lingers at the way your wetness coated his dick really well.

As he continued to increase his pace while thrusting into you, he eventually mauled your pussy, with one hand of his rubbing your bundle of nerves and the other hand inside your mouth to muffle your moans as his thrusts got deeper and faster. Eventually, a coil forms in you, again, and he whispers, “Don't come just yet, baby,” causing you to whine and try to hold it all in.

Just then, he pulls out, turns your body around, with your derriere up, and licks your slit from bottom to top. You mewl in pleasure, crying out, “Nanami, sir, please allow me to cum. I can't take it any longer.” He hummed near your cunt, “Oh, but you can and you will,” while you squirmed, unable to contain the pleasure any longer. He continued to devour you until your eyes rolled back, and you let go, with him slurping all your juices again.

“Aaaaaah, (Y/N), you taste so good. This cunny is now mine,” he murmurs as he lines his dick with your entrance, then adds, “and so are you.”

He then thrust himself deeply into you, causing you to mewl with your mouth agape, drunk on the way he made you feel. The sounds of skin slapping, mixed with both of your moans and grunts, reverberated in the room as he increased the pace of his thrusts, with one hand spanking your ass and the other hand around your neck, pinning you to the desk. You were both unconcerned about the consequences you would face in the near future because all that mattered was your desire to be one with each other.

A specific thought crossed your mind for a brief moment. You were never going to leave him, no matter how hard you tried. You were completely satisfied with what was going on right now. You not only became a partner, which was long overdue, but you also bagged the boss. You managed to kill two birds with one stone.

Your walls clenched around his length as your release approached for the third time, causing him to grab you by the neck and pull you closer to him as he rammed into you. Sucking on your neck and biting it a little, reminding you that you belonged to him now.

As your orgasm washes over you, your cum forming a ring at the base of his shaft, he moans, “I'm going to cum inside you as a token of sincere appreciation for your work in this company, baby. Consider this a gift of congratulations, so take it,” he grunts as he lands one final thrust, unloading his seed into you while painting your inner walls white.

He kisses you all over your back, with one hand coming around to fondle your breast as you pant. He whispers in your ear, “Good girl, you took it all in for me.”

While you two try to catch a breath, he pulls out, with the mixture of both of your essences dripping out of you, and you whimper, feeling incomplete, so he cups the back of your head, kisses you, and whispers, “Oh, but we're not done yet, partner,” while smacking your ass again. “Get dressed and let's finish this at home together.”

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