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content/tags, mdni!: meeting at a bar/mentions of drinking, strangers to lovers (to a secret third thing?), fem receiving oral, nanami is a gentleman obviously, prone bone, hair pulling, unprotected sex w/ stranger (don't be silly, wrap ur willy!), creampie, consent is sexy
a/n: finally finished :,-) i wanted to write something for my fav fictional blonde. if i missed any tags or if anyone has feedback lmk! this is like the second thing i've ever written n i'm always looking to improve!!! enjoy :-p
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it was well known amongst kento nanami’s friends and colleagues that he was a massive homebody. when he wasn’t at the school or running errands with/for you, he was at home. his life had slowed significantly since leaving his position as a sorcerer, though he hadn’t left the life behind entirely. nanami no longer accepted missions, as they’re too dangerous now that he’s attempting to settle down, but he does spend a considerable amount of time at jujutsu high’s tokyo campus. he finds peace in serving as a mentor for young sorcerers, urging them to prioritize themselves and to not get too lost in their work while they’re young.
the two of you met while he was on a mission, working solo to exorcise a rather strong curse a few towns away from home. being away was a chore, so he chose to drown his sorrows at the closest bar he could find to his shoddy hotel. you, on the other hand, were attempting to create some distance between yourself and your place of employment that bestowed upon you a rather heavy cross to bear. your last drink was just beginning to blur the edges of your vision when a stoic looking man caught your eye.
that particularly slow thursday night is where he first laid eyes on you from across the room. it had been a long time since he had approached a woman, not wanting to burden somebody else with the trials and tribulations of being a sorcerer, but something about your demeanor caught his attention and refused to let it go.
he figured that the best way to start was to send you a drink through the only server working that night, hoping you would somehow know it came from him. after browsing the menu and considering his options, nanami opted to buy you another one of the drinks he just saw you finish. it looked like a fruity cocktail- its bright blue liquid was complemented by the green umbrella hanging off the top. the drink’s appearance was amusing to him- especially after he took note of the sour look plastered across your features. despite its innocent appearance, the look on your face suggested that the bartender was feeling rather generous when mixing it up for you.
as you were debating between heading home for the night and buying one last drink to tide you over for the train ride home, the server approached you holding a tall glass of the drink you had just finished. how strange, you thought. you didn’t remember ordering another, but if the universe made the decision for you, who were you to complain?
before you could inquire about the drink, the server spoke. “this was bought for you by the gentleman sitting at the bar,” she said enthusiastically. her body language suggested that she was tired, but her voice was tinged with excitement for you. “he’s been staring at you all night, i suggest you talk to him before he pounces on you from all the way over there,” she says, this time with a sly smile and a short nod in the direction of what seemed to be your next source of entertainment. over her shoulder, you could see that he was facing you. despite his tinted glasses and the dim lights of the bar, you could almost feel his eyes burning into you, scanning you up and down.
you muttered a quick thanks to the server before you took a sip of the new drink, gathering your things to meet your mysterious suitor. your dating history was brief, with just a few unserious boyfriends throughout high school and college, none of them seeming to have that “wow” factor that you were looking for in a long term partner.
the closer you got to the bar, the larger the man seemed to get. your legs grew heavy and a warmth pooled at your core as you took in the sight of his broad shoulders and well defined jaw. the universe must have sensed your loneliness and decided to throw you a bone for the hell of it. when you finally arrived next to him, the air felt thick as you leaned against the bar, deciding that you would take control for a little bit. some fun couldn’t hurt, right? they don’t call it liquid courage for nothing.
as soon as you pulled out a stool and made yourself comfortable, the conversation started flowing. maybe it was the drinks or maybe it was the way his dirty blonde hair hung just right in front of his forehead, but the longer you talked, the harder it was to focus on anything but him. it didn’t take long for you to learn his name, what he did for work, and a few other details of his life that interested you just enough that you wanted to get closer, just to know more. it took even less time for you to initiate short moments of contact- brushing his shoulder here, resting a hand on his knee there. the soft red hue that spread across his cheeks with every touch was an indication that he was picking up what you were putting down, as the kids would say.
nanami nursed his glass of whiskey as the two of you talked, taking in the scent of your perfume and committing it to memory. it seemed as if you were following a script he didn’t remember writing. he wasn’t one to dwell on romance, but tonight had him reconsidering that. was he interested because of who you were, or simply because he hadn’t had a connection with a woman like this in so long? as the conversation took a number of unexpected turns, he started to believe the former. when your hands made their way to the fabric of his suit, he felt electrified, as if each touch was charged with a small spark of energy.
the rest of the night was history. you ended up talking for so long that the bar was closing, and you were the only two patrons left. the owner shooed you out, jokingly saying “alright, lovebirds, make your way out and into the night.” and “make your way into the night” you did. after leaving in a fit of laughter, you accepted his offer to return to his hotel, almost certain of what would happen next.
nanami kento was a gentleman, lightly holding your waist as you stepped onto the elevator to his hotel’s top floor. the tension was palpable, weighing on both of you heavily. he made no effort to kiss you though, despite the closeness of your face to his. he could sense that you wanted more, but he wanted to take things a little bit slow. he wanted to do this right.
he let you exit the elevator first, watching the curves of your waist shift as you took slow steps just a short distance ahead of him. the fabric of your dress moved in time with your walk, and he began to wonder if this was real life. it took all of his self control not to haul you over his shoulder and have his way with you, right there in the hallway. nanami coached himself through a few deep breaths, hoping that the periodic flow of oxygen to his brain would lower the thump of his pulse in his ears. spoiler alert: it didn’t help. not one bit.
“yes, i’m real, what made you think i wasn’t?” you giggled over your shoulder. shit, did he say that out loud? the drinks from the bar must have been stronger than he thought.
“nothing,” he said slowly, choosing his next words carefully, making sure to keep his internal dialogue internal this time. “i just… haven’t done anything like this before,” he sighed. he hoped that his insecurity wasn’t obvious. as the two of you reached the door to his room, he took a final, shaky breath before reaching around you to unlock it.
the two of you stepped through the door, waiting until the lock latched behind you before closing the gap and bursting that oh-so-heavy bubble of sexual tension. his hands started at the tops of your arms, slowly making their way to your hands where he interlaced his fingers with yours. the hairs on the back of your neck stood up as he leaned in, stopping just before your lips connected. “can i kiss you?” he whispered against your mouth.
the voice in your head had some rather filthy things to say, but you settled for a soft, “yes,” before he finally pressed his lips against yours. the sharp taste of whiskey was a stark contrast to the slight tremble of his lips. you could tell he was nervous, but you found it adorable. how could a man like nanami kento be so timid? you smiled to yourself against his lips, your mouth moving in time with his. short pecks turned into sloppy, open-mouthed kisses as he grew more confident.
he moved one hand to cup your face lightly, gently stroking your skin with his thumb. his other hand looped around your waist, pulling your hips closer to his by pushing his large palm into the small of your back. he held your face in place as he broke away from your lips, opting to trail kisses down your jaw. you placed a hand on his broad chest and another over his fingers that rested on your face. his soft, blonde hair ghosted across your face as his lips moved like they had a mind of their own.
soft kisses turned into gentle nips along your collarbone. every few seconds, he sunk his teeth in a little farther, relishing in the gasps and quiet ‘ahs’ that left your lips. it was after he felt your fingers grip his hair and gently pull that he decided that he would do whatever it took to make you his. was it crazy of him to fall in love after just a few hours and a short makeout session? perhaps, but the taste of your soft skin was enough to make him follow you to the ends of the earth.
his calloused hands held onto your hips for a brief moment as his mouth moved back and forth across your neck, leaving small marks that looked like a necklace of love bites and lust. you then felt him grip the backs of your thighs and you had a feeling you knew what was coming, so you locked your arms around his neck and prepared for lift off.
“can i?” he rasped, already knowing the answer. he could feel your desperation in the way your back arched, bringing your bodies impossibly closer. he lifted his head from your chest and met your eyes. at some point during your walk to the room he took off his glasses and tucked them into his collar, and you were grateful for it. his lust-filled gaze made your body feel electric. you nodded, looking down at the man whose eyes stayed locked with yours. that was all he needed to see before he hoisted you up and off the ground, feeling your legs instinctively wrap around his waist. he didn’t miss the way your dress rode up your thighs, exposing the wetness between your legs. he could feel you dampening his dress shirt as he walked you to the bed and laid you down gently.
the warm light of his bed-side lamp casted soft shadows along your face, and their abstract shapes complemented the messy swirls of hair that framed your face. he barely knew you, but the look in your eyes and the sound of your shallow, hungry breaths made him feel like he was exactly where he needed to be.
nanami leaned down, making sure that his large frame was the only thing you could see. he needed all of your attention to be on him, like a lost puppy returning home. his hands were planted on either side of your head, making sure not to place them on your hair so he wouldn’t be pulling on it. not yet, anyway. he gazed into your eyes for a moment. “you look beautiful,” he whispered. “can i touch you?”
you nodded eagerly, letting him sit back just enough to run his hands from your shoulders to your chest, cupping your breasts and squeezing lightly. his hands slid down your front before they reached the tops of your thighs. your dress had shifted so that it barely covered your panties. you could feel your cheeks flush as his thumbs slipped under the fabric hugging your hips. his eyes never left yours as he cocked his head to the side, silently asking for consent. you nodded again.
nanami took a moment to pull you closer so that your hips were elevated, your ass resting on his thighs. he pulled up your dress with one hand so that it bunched around your waist as his other hand grazed the inside of your thigh, making you tense involuntarily. he cupped you between your legs, pressing the heel of his palm onto your clit and slipping his strong fingers under your panties. his fingers swiped back and forth, spreading your wetness around in such a filthy way. “f-fuck,” you stuttered, your senses heightened from the hours of anticipation you’ve endured. you bucked into his hand, trying to get as much friction as possible.
“shh, don’t get greedy now. let me take care of you, pretty girl,” he said softly. you could feel his strong fingers circling your wet entrance. it was almost embarrassing how aroused you were for him, but it only made him more confident. it felt like a lifetime of teasing before he slipped his middle and ring finger into you, taking his time and getting you used to the unfamiliar feeling. the intrusion made you buck again, and his free hand moved to rest on your lower stomach, securing your hips in place.
the sight of his fingers pumping in and out of you at an agonizingly slow pace was all he could focus on. blood rushed to his cock, forming a tent in his already tight dress pants. your back arched as the pads of his fingers pressed into your g-spot, making you dig your heels into the mattress.
“god, your -haah- fingers feel s-so fucking good,” you said, looking down at where he was touching you. you bit your lip to keep yourself quiet, not wanting to break his focus. this seemed to displease him though, as the hand that was resting on your stomach made its way to your chin. he gripped it lightly and ran his thumb along your bottom lip, freeing it from where it was held between your teeth.
“don’t hold yourself back, baby, tell me how good i’m making you feel.” your eyes widened in shock- you didn’t think men like this existed in real life. a man who was overly cocky usually turned you off in seconds, but his confidence was entirely justified. his palm pressed into your clit harder, and you could feel him moving it in lazy circles. your jaw fell slack as whimpers and soft profanities slipped past your lips. he took a moment to listen to the sounds you made, not wanting to miss a second of your audible pleasure. “that’s it, that’s what i like to hear.” this man would be the death of you, and you wouldn’t want to go out any other way.
his fingers moved faster, pushing further and further inside you. you felt so full you could burst- you could only imagine how his cock would feel inside you. “i n-need more, i need you,” you whined. the corners of his mouth curled, a smile growing on his face. he had you right where he wanted you from the moment he saw you at the bar.
silently, he slipped his fingers out of you before taking them in his mouth, swirling his tongue to clean your juices off of himself. the taste made him feel like a different person, his thoughts shifting from love-making to mean, rough sex. your eyes widened as you watched him suck on his fingers.
“you’ll take what i give you,” he said firmly. he scooted himself to the foot of the bed, kneeling on the floor like he was beginning a prayer. his hands locked around your hips and pulled hard. only once your thighs were over his shoulders and your cunt was mere inches away from his lips did he stop pulling on you. his half-lidded eyes looked up at you while he watched your chest heave. the rise and fall of your breasts spurred him on further.
his gaze shifted back to the space between your thighs, where your underwear was struggling to hide your arousal. he leaned in, placing soft kisses from the hem of your panties to the pool of slick at your core. the longer he spent peppering you with kisses, the harder it was to control yourself.
your hands made their way to his head, starting at his temples and sweeping his hair back. you could feel him smile against you, and though you couldn't see it, you knew the curve of his lips was nothing short of diabolical. he knew he had you right where he wanted you.
nanami’s left hand stayed on your hip while his right moved to pull your panties to the side again. he moved faster this time, not having the patience to wait any longer. his lust-filled gaze flitted between your face, screwed up in pleasure and desire, and your cunt, now shiny with the wetness he was responsible for. he leaned in and flattened his tongue against you, licking a long stripe all the way to your clit. a whimper escaped your lips as he began sucking gently.
the warm, wet feeling of his lips wrapped around your sensitive bud sent waves of electricity through your body. instinctively, your legs tried to clamp together, but the head between your thighs proved to be a welcome obstacle. in response, his large hands made his way to the outside of your thighs where he pressed them further together. nanami kento did not back down from a challenge.
as his mouth moved against you and his tongue painted figure eights around your clit and entrance, your legs continued squeezing his head. the dull ache in his neck was nothing compared to the tight strain of his hard cock in his pants. one hand moved down to palm himself in an attempt to relieve some of the stress on his pants, but it was futile. the only thing that could satisfy his growing bulge was busy being devoured.
his eyes became fixed on your face and the way your mouth opened when his middle and ring fingers slipped inside you once more. he admired the way your eyebrows drew together in response to all of the filthy things his mouth was doing to you. nearly an hour passed as his deft lips moved around you, seemingly with a mind of their own. at some point, his eyes fell closed as he let the motion of your hips guide him to where he needed to be.
all of a sudden, nanami’s pace changed. a particularly unholy moan slipped from your lips, followed by a shaky, “p-please”. you didn’t know what you were begging for, but as soon as the broken word hit his ears, he developed one goal: to make you cum in his mouth. his lips locked around your clit once again, sucking with a near painful amount of force, while his fingers began pumping faster and harder.
“mmph - f-fuck i’m c-close, please don’t stop,” you cried. your voiced no longer sounded like your own; you were surprised at how… obscene your noises were. nanami moaned right into your cunt, which sent vibrations through your core all the way to your throat. your knees attempted to fly together but his head remained secure, sucking on your swollen clit until you were twitching involuntarily.
your hips bucked once, then twice, and then everything went white. your entire body was spasming out of your control. the increasing volume of your cries matched the pace of his fingers and tongue. it felt like he was everywhere all at once, and your legs tensed. he seemed to know what was coming, as he kept his pace consistent and let you ride out your intense wave of pleasure right on his face..
when he felt your body relax and your legs unclench, he pulled his head away. the slick dripping down his chin caught reflected parts of the warm lighting that filled the room, and you blushed. for someone you met less than 12 hours ago, he sure seemed to know what you like.
he positioned himself above you once more as he lowered his head to kiss you softly, a sharp contrast to the lewd things his mouth was doing just moments before. your chest was heaving and you sucked in deep breaths between sloppy kisses, inhaling his sharp cologne. expensive, but not obnoxious- this one was definitely a keeper.
his hands slipped under your body and stopped on the small of your back. your lips slowed to an agonizing halt as nanami lifted his head, blonde strands surrounding his face like the drooping branches of a willow tree. it was almost disgusting how beautiful he was as his smooth voice said, “lay on your stomach, hips up.”
your body responded quickly, and it seemed like you assumed your position before he even finished his sentence. he slipped a pillow under your lower stomach so your could relax your back; your arch was supported and it gave your tired muscles a moment to unwind. large hands and thick fingers worked their way down your shoulders and back the heel of his palms pressing onto your spine. a little massage never hurt, given the things he planned to do to you.
he then stopped on your ass, kneading the flesh and taking his time to admire your figure. a thumb ran down the valley of your behind. it made its way between your legs resting right outside of your swollen slit. he didn’t miss the way your thighs pressed together slightly, indicating that your body wanted more despite your previous climax.
you looked over your shoulder and fluttered your eyelashes innocently, meeting his eyes that raked up your body. silently, you spread your legs, inviting him into you. he understood your unspoken request as he undid his pants and slipped them off, revealing a rather intimidating looking tent in his underwear. the clink of his belt’s metal buckle seemed to ring throughout the silent room as he tugged his boxers down, down, down, allowing is cock to spring free. maybe it was the angle, or your blurred vision deceiving you, but one thought crossed your mind immediately: where in god’s name will that go? surely it won’t fit inside me.
nanami wrapped one hand around his thick base, working his fist to his tip where he gathered a generous amount of precum to lubricate himself all the way down to his toned pelvis. his other hand pressed against the inside of your thigh, urging you to make more room for him. you wiggled your ass slightly as he swiped his tip up and down your wet core. a gasp slipped past your lips and his eyes flicked up to your surprised face.
“c-can you go slow? it’s… been a while,” you said quietly. you attempted to soothe your nerves with a few deep breaths, mentally preparing yourself. a soft smile graced his face as he continued pumping himself.
“of course, i plan to handle you with care, pretty thing. we’ll take our time and you let me know if i need to stop or slow down, ‘kay?” he reassured you. you nodded and watched as he pressed his tip against you
he slid his hand further up his shaft, slowly guiding himself into you. the slow stretch was foreign but welcome as you pushed back onto him. your movement drew a hiss from nanami as he inhaled sharply and bit his lip. soft ahs and mphs spilled from your throat as he continued. his free hand moved to spread you apart further so he could see exactly where your bodies met.
“you taking it okay?” he asked. he paused and waited for you to answer and tell him whether he should continue. the slight pain mixed with pleasure clouded your head and it took you a few moments to process his words. your eyes were fixed on him the whole time and you had no intention of looking away. your body desperately wanted him to have his way with you, but the check in was appreciated. a true gentleman.
“yes, fuck, i need more,” you breathed out, pushing back further. he huffed in response and slipped the rest of his length into you in one fluid motion, taking in the sweet squelches of your pussy. you’d never felt so full yet so comfortable in your life, and in a fit of impatience, you rocked your hips back slightly. his tip neared your cervix the further back you went and you winced.
he laughed softly and rested a hand on your hips and placing another on the bed beside your waist, leaning forward slightly. “someone’s eager tonight, huh?” he teased, pulling back slightly before pushing back in. you nodded, and your eyes met his again as he began thrusting slowly but firmly, occasionally pressing against the most sensitive spot inside you.
your bottom lip was trapped between your teeth as you stifled moans timed with his hips. at the same time, he groaned as his pace quickened slowly. the plap plap plap of skin and soft sounds of wetness coming from the space between your thighs made you blush a deep crimson. your brows drew together as he continued. you could tell that he was riding the line between losing control and waiting on you to tell him how to proceed.
“n-need you to use me, please,” you begged. his mouth opened and he exhaled sharply, the warmth of his breath making the hairs on the back of your neck stand up in arousal. he shook his head, locking his eyes shut in an attempt to keep his hips at a consistent pace.
“i can’t, d-don’t want to hurt you,” he choked out. his whines filled the air as you tightened around him.
“i can take it baby, promise. making me feel so f-f-fucking good,” you responded. there was a slight doubt in the back of your mind, wondering if you could actually take it or if your cockdrunkenness had gotten the best of you, but there was only one way to find out.
his hips picked up in speed after what felt like an eternity as he contemplated his options. “tell me if it hurts then, alright? i don’t know how- fuck- long i’ll last,” he said. he moved a hand to the back of your head, pushing your face gently into the soft material of his bed. strong fingers grabbed at the base of your scalp, tugging just enough for you to feel it. his other hand slid down the slope of your back and stopped at the deepest part of your arch, gently pushing it down down down.
an unintelligible string of curses and pleading words fell from your lips as he let go, allowing his body to take control. the slap of his his hips against your own grew louder as he let out a long, deep groan. “t-taking it so good for me baby, taking me d-deep like that,” he said through clenched teeth. his newfound animalistic nature caused you to clench around him tighter, eyes rolling back in pure bliss.
the lewd noises and shallow breaths continued to fill the room as he worked his way up to pounding into you, causing you to press your face into the bed to muffle your near screams. your elbow covered your face in embarrassment, the knowledge that you’ve never come undone like this making you question your identity. the thick hand on your head pulled you up again, calling you back to reality. “let me hear how you sound pretty thing, y-you wanted it like this didn’t ya?” he said lowly in your ear, his hips moving impossibly faster.
your eyes crossed and your sounds grew more desperate as you tried and failed to come up with a response. who could blame you? this was the best fuck you’ve had in god knows how long and all you could do is savor it and hope it never ended. the movement of his cock in and out of your tight cunt brought him closer and closer to the edge.
a sheen of sweat coated both of your bodies as his hips stuttered and you slipped a hand between your legs to rub your swollen, aching clit. “y-y-yes, wanted you s-so fuckin’ bad,” you admitted, letting your instincts take over. his grip on your hair tightened and he moved his other hand to secure your hips in place so he could hit that spot over and over again.
“gonna cum for me gorgeous? n-need to see that pussy fuckin’ gush around me,” he said in an almost mocking manner. “gonna make me cum too, s-so tight around me.” if you didn’t know any better, you’d think he was just about babbling over how good you were fucking back onto his thick cock, letting it stretch you with every thrust inside.
“mhm, g-gonna cum for you baby, need yours too,” you said breathlessly. his eyes widened as a lightbulb went off in his head as he understood what you said. “wanna feel you f-fill my pussy,” you whined, confirming what he already knew.
your legs pressed together and tensed again, letting him know you were getting close to your second climax of the night. nanami sat upright again, placing both hands on your hips and driving himself into you at a constant, punishing pace.
“r-ready to take it all? wan’ me to fill this pretty pussy with my h-hot fucking load?” he said excitedly. soft mhms left your lips as you nodded, shutting your eyes tight and letting yourself go around him. you felt yourself gush and convulse around him, your throbbing cunt driving him over the edge as he let out a series of high pitched noises. his seed spilled into you, coming out in short bursts that kissed against your cervix. his thrusts slowed but kept hitting you deep as his orgasm slowed and you came down from your high, trembling slightly from overstimulation.
he pulled out slowly, giving you a chance to readjust to the empty feeling again. his eyes were fixed on your cunt. you felt his cum dribbling out and you reached a hand back to stuff some of it back into your pussy, not wanting it to go to waste on the hotel’s bright white sheets.
you found yourself flipped onto your back as nanami kissed you deeply, cupping your jaw and slipping his tongue in and out of your mouth slowly but shamelessly. your hands made their way into his hair and slowly stroked his scalp and the back of his neck, fingers ghosting over his damp skin. after a moment he pulled away, laughing breathlessly. “was that okay for you? i didn’t hurt you or anything, did i?”
your face took on a sarcastic expression of disbelief, your eyebrows raising sharply. “did i sound like i didn’t enjoy it? i’ll have to practice my moans then i guess.” he smiled and flopped down beside you, propping himself up on an elbow to study your post-sex face for a little longer. you looked over at him and you both burst into a fit of giggles, the endorphins kicking in and making you smile like a loon.
“i guess so, maybe we should do this again. wanna go out sometime?”
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