You have been dating for a few months now but never crossed the line
It was mostly just some cuddling, and a few kisses here and there but it never got really heated
That was until he one day came home from one of his missions which almost went wrong if he hadn’t gone overtime
He got wounded on his side, it was not life threatening but it still hurt quiet a lot
So after he came home, you both realised that you should appreciate each other’s presence as much as you can, since life and fate can be unpredictable bitches
“Kento what happened?!” was the first thing that came out of your mouth as you were standing at the door of Nanami’s apartment, seeing his bandaged torso.
Every morning before Nanami leaves for work, he has you tie his tie. He’ll watch you intently, his hands on your hips, as you do so. When you finish, he’ll remain still for a few extra seconds, looking into your eyes and smiling gently before pressing a goodbye kiss onto your lips and taking his leave.
If you didn’t know how to tie a tie before you were in a relationship, he’d teach you. Gently taking your hands into his, guiding you for as many mornings as you needed him too, until eventually you didn’t need his assistance anymore.
Similarly, at night, when he returns home, he has you untie it. This time one of his hands will gently hold your cheek as you slowly unwrap the silk from around Nanami’s neck, taking it off of him before looking up expectedly, waiting for his “I’m home” kiss.
He does ask that this be done every morning and night in case one day he just doesn’t have the time to properly spend with you, whether he has to leave early, or go into overtime, he wants at least a few minutes a day to have you so close so tenderly.
He’d never wake you up for you to do this, however. If you were still sleeping in the morning or you’re already in bed at night, he’ll never wake you up just for that. Instead, he’ll be sure to be extra quiet and slip out or into bed.
Nanami usually sticks to cooking meals whenever he can, but if you really enjoy cooking as well, you tend to alternate. One day he’ll do breakfast and you’ll do dinner, the next day you’d switch meals.
If you both had the time during lunch break, Nanami will do his best to stop by close to your work- whether at a park or elsewhere -and bring you lunch that he grabbed on his way at his favorite café.
He’ll talk about his day. What he’s done, how the students and Gojo are if he’s seen them, and other simple things, but mainly he asks about your day. He wants to know if works been stressful or frustrating. If that’s the case, Nanami will do his best to make it home before you and prepare you a bath with soaps and all.
If you ask, he’ll even sit beside the tub and gently wash your hair and body, pressing light kisses along your skin before he lets you finish up and goes to prepare a meal.
Nanami doesn’t like to burden you with anything, really, but if he’s gotten a rather nasty injury at work, you’re the first person he calls. He’ll always reassure you with, “I’ll be calling Shoko, so don’t worry. I just wanted you to know so you’re aware.”
Although he isn’t one to show affection often, especially not in public, he finds small ways to show you he loves you. If you like to be held at night, he’ll hold you, if not, he won’t. When he notices that he’s lacked at giving you attention, he’ll be sure to stop whatever it is he’s doing and do just that.
Cuddles are usually on the couch or in bed. If you don’t mind, he’ll read a book while holding you either to his side or chest, occasionally pressing kissing to the top of your head or your forehead. If you’d rather he hold you close and with both arms, he’ll do that too. He’ll whisper gentle praise or phrases he think you’d like or need to hear.
If you’re the big spoon at the moment, he’s putty in your arms. Running your fingers through his hair, rubbing or even gently scratching his back has him deflated and relaxed. Any stress about work is gone in minutes.
On the weekends, when you both can sit with one another, perhaps the television on, or some soft music playing on the surround speakers around the penthouse apartment, Nanami will share a glass of wine or, if you don’t drink wine, tea/coffee with you. If you ask him to, he’ll even read to you, lulling you to sleep with that light rasp in his voice.
He isn’t a huge fan of pet names, but Nanami has a few terms of endearment he likes to call you, mainly in private. Darling is his favorite, followed by love, honey, and sweetheart in that exact order. All of them roll off his tongue as though they were keys on a piano.
Whenever you’re sick or just not feeling well, Nanami will be sure to take care of you. If it’s nothing too serious, he won’t take the day off but he’ll constantly call or text to check in. If he feels like it’s bad enough that he can’t leave you alone, he’s calling Gojo to inform him that he can’t come into the school today and to let the higher ups know that no mission can be assigned to him until further notice.
He might get nagged on about it later, but your health is more important to him at the moment. He wants to nurse you back to full health as quickly as he can because he misses being able to sleep with you since he’s moved into the guest room to prevent himself from getting sick.
All in all, Nanami is the perfect boyfriend and you couldn’t ask for anyone better.
The warm water ran all over your body, wetting every strand of your hair down to your feet and trickling down the drain. With your eyes closed under the jet, you let the heat take care of erasing all the stress of the day, you had come home half an hour ago. Kento was still at school, you assumed, you thought about undressing and making something to eat for both of you but you couldn't touch a utensil until you had taken off all your clothes and wash your body first, your feet and back were killing you, you had about three minutes in the shower and although you were always to take care of the environment and only use enough, tonight you decided to be guilty and let the warmth envelop you and massage your sore muscles, it might not be better than your boyfriend's massages but it was something.
You were trying to reach the bottle of liquid soap when a couple of arms encircled your waist, a gasp remained between your throat and the muscles that covered you tensed a little.
"Shit, you scared me." You reproached him with a trembling voice.
Nanami loved breaking into your showers and making you jump and then calm you down with a slow make-out session. You hated how stealthy he could be sometimes.
"Sorry. I couldn't help it." He told you nonchalantly, there was a hint of fatigue in his tone. His embrace kept you so close to him that you barely had room to breathe, the hot jet soon had soaked the second's body which relaxed as your heat and steam enveloped him.
"Everything okay? How's work?" Kento snorted behind you, you didn't need an answer to that. All his signs gave you to understand that he preferred to drown his tiredness in your arms and your caresses. As you could, you closed the shower and slipped under his grip to face him, your hands held him by the cheeks so that he fixed his eyes on you, some bags stood out under them making him look even more exhausted than his voice indicated, he has had a worse day than yours, huh? Your thumbs carved his cheekbones before you stood on tiptoe and left a wet peak on his nose.
"I love you." You whispered going back to your starting place. Kento has heard the phrase come out of you hundreds of times but he never gets used to it, every time you said it it was as if a spring was born in his belly and spread to his extremities, you didn't even give him the time to answer. "Let me make you feel good, yeah? Turn around."
The blonde listened to your request because he didn't feel like refusing, it should be he who was carving your back, his hands should were the ones that were massaging your shoulders and him kissing your forehead, he was not used to being so spoiled but sometimes he liked not to think too much and just get carried away.
The soft sponge began to make circles on his shoulder blades first, moving from there to the broad shoulders that kept a couple of bruises, you saved yourself the questions and worry that hit your stomach. The foam covered the moles instantly and the threads of bubbles slid down the marked back. Nanami had to be honest, that felt too good so when you heard him purr you couldn't help but laugh and caught your bottom between your teeth. "You like that?" You inquired moving the circles now down to the lower back.
"Hm." He assured you by shaking his head. His flat palms held onto the cool tiles of the opposite wall, his head dropping forward.
Your free hand decided to accompany the sponge, while it went to one side, your fingers traveled to the opposite side playing with the soap residue. You decided to break the distance and join your chest with his back, your erect nipples immediately made him lift his head and straighten his body. "Whatcha doin'?" He asked you with a laugh, looking back.
"Nothing, I'm just scrubbing your back, baby." Your left circled his waist just as he had done with you before and you touched his chest with your fingertips. With the right you made long strokes with the soft object before squeezing it on his chest, your fingers followed the path of the soap drops that traveled until they reached his length. Kento let out a heavy sigh filling his lungs with new air, feeling your expert hands tangle in the fully erect girth, thanks to the gel your hands slipped with skill. "You like that?" You asked again in a more intimate tone.
It took your boyfriend a moment to answer, your fist was clenching so good and your breasts pressed against his skin had him with cloudy thoughts, when you made small circles over the head his knees almost failed him. "Yeah, that feels really good."
The smell of peaches filled the confined space and steam from the hot water fogged the glass curtains. You didn't remember when but at some point you let go of the sponge to play with his balls, "I missed you—" You quietly confessed, innocently rubbing your tits against the slippery skin of his back.
"Oh—" Your touches were too harsh now for him to respond, he was puffing through his nose with his body shaking against your touch, the "oh's" and deep breaths from him were all you heard as they became more frequent, more needed. "Wait—" he almost begged you, placing his hand around yours but your grip only tightened more which made him hunch his back. "You fuckin' fuck— darling, wait." He almost crawled out of your hand to turn and pounce on you. Five fingers around your throat forced you to keep your gaze fixed on him, your eyes moved from his narrowed eyes to his mouth, that made you lick your lips and open them more like a silent invitation.
"You missed me, yeah?" You rush to nod. In a couple of seconds Kento had left your neck free to give life to the flow of water again, when you felt the hot jet once more it was inevitable not to whimper. Your toes twisted under the wet floor when he touched you again, his digits on your jaw drew you to him, his soft lips brushed yours which you opened more for him, you felt his tenacious tongue slip into your socket and give a short lick to your upper lip before digging deeper looking for your tongue.
When you finally felt the first contact you purred against him writhing under his body. The firm muscle was curled against yours in a slow sway, his thumb and index finger took advantage of the situation to pull your hard nipples, before moving completely away he kissed the tip of your nose as you had minutes ago did with him. "I missed you too." He admitted sweetly.
Without adding anything else, he took one of your legs and drew it to his hips causing your labia to split allowing the water to wet your most private parts, the warmth made you gasp again, Nanami took advantage of your vulnerability to stroke your clit with the pad of two long fingers. "Tell me how much you missed me."
"A lot—, I missed you so much, Ken…" His touch went to your inner lips, parting them further, allowing the water to sink even deeper. Your hands dug into his taut biceps, your nails scratching delicately.
"How bad you want my cock stretching that little pussy?"
Oh fuck— Nanami was not a man of many words but when he did he managed to make you melt and the process of have coherent thoughts became more difficult, he always managed to choose the right words that make your walls tingle with need. The ring finger was caressing your hole when you found the right words stuck deep in your esophagus.
"So bad… I've been thinking about you all day, fuck —his fingertip slid gently into a slow push thanks to your wetness— I- I need you, just let me feel you, please."
"Let's go to bed—"
"N-no, fuck me here." Your palms became weak fists on his chest and the shining in your spheres completely moved him, the desire to have you also consumed him from within, he could not continue to hold back his instincts. The grip on your leg tightened a bit more and with the shaft in hand he played with the hood of your clit for a moment, hitting it a bit with the tip and then sliding between your slippery slit before entering you in a slow push that caused a round "o" to form on your lips.
You rested your forehead on his chest with erratic breaths as Kento traced a rapid rhythm where he entered and left you at will, his cock massaged your walls that squeezed tightly around him and your spongy cavity enjoyed the touch of each one of his veins as the water continued its natural course.
Soon your legs began to tickle you, as if hundreds of ants were kissing your skin, the bathroom was filled with the wet splashes that your bodies produced colliding with each other and the gasps and curses between teeth that your boyfriend let out from time to time. "I'm close…" you warned him breathlessly, your arms held onto his neck the best they could when you felt the knot in your tummy begin to untie.
Nanami slammed your back against the cold wall to help himself get more balance and finally released your leg. "Do it, come so hard for me." He ordered you hitting your cervix a couple of times before a high-pitched scream warned him along with your spasms that you had reached your glorious release, your walls contracting around him hard enough to drive him to his own orgasm a couple of thrusts later, the white ropes spilled over your thighs until they mixed and disappeared with the water, still in need of oxygen Kento held your cheeks to take you in another long kissing session which ended up just to shut down the shower and finish soaping each other up.
"Wanna have dinner outside tonight?" He inquired while helping you dry your hair; you were in charge of applying the moisturizer that you bought him a long time ago, Nanami didn't use to make facial masks or take care of his face until he met you.
"Sure. Mexican?" He nodded humming, finishing wrapping the white towel around your head.
the last couple weeks nanami has been in a shitty mood and has been snapping at you. you figured it probably was working and that you you should do something to get back at him for treating you like shit. you know how he likes certain things, like: red lingerie, maid outfits, when you wear his shirts, etc.
it’s wednesday, he always stops to get groceries on his way home so you have time to plan out your revenge. first, you put on the red lingerie you picked up a few months ago as a surprise and never got around to using. you slip them up your smooth legs and check yourself out in the mirror. you looked hot! the pull on the top part of the set.
you walk over to your end table and pull out a package. you figured if you opened it he would see it and ruin the fun. the smooth fabric unrolled itself on your lap and you take a look at the perfect part of the plan. the maid dress. you slip it on over you head and fixed the smaller details. you found the little head pieces and clicked it into place. you walk out of the bedroom and picked up your phone. 4:30. you smile and move around the couches. you toss it onto the couch and you missed. the phone fell to the floor. you looked at it “screw it” and you plopped yourself onto the couch and waited to start dinner.
at 5 you get up and start making dinner. rice and curry. sure nanami didn’t really like it but he knows you like it so he sits through it.
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