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YOU ARE THE REASON
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@naoyasangel
welcome to my blog.ᐟ ⊹ 𝓂. aka ʚ naoya's angel ɞ she/her
main: @kashibunnie ⊹ find my blog rules here ❤︎
nsfw content, mdni ⊹ writing only for nao-chan ꨄ︎
18+
naoya’s favourite position is prone bone. he loves to have access to your back, where he can shower kisses along your shoulders and whisper praises into your ear as he goes down on you. he loves to caress your hair and snake his slender hands around your throat, positioning you so you can gaze up into his eyes with those adoring, wide eyes of yours. your ass is so plush and warm as his pelvis makes contact with it, burying himself to the hilt as his sweet release floods your insides. naoya loves the slow, sensual rhythm that this position provides, the way the evening melts away into a hazy dream as your bodies collide again and again with each other, feeling every push and pull on a soul level.
❝ SOME SERVANTS HAVE SECRETS ❞
Mistress!Reader x Naoya
cw : mdni smut, cheating mention, use of slut, kinda misogyny.
You were just a servant in the Zenin household.
Servants obey, they don't think. And you knew that very well.
You obeyed orders, nothing more than that. Among so many servants, you went unnoticed, just another servant. Most of the clan members didn't even look at you; in fact, there was one who did look. Naoya Zenin, he was the only one who really looked at you, looked a little too much for a married man.
Like all marriages in the Zenin clan, Naoya's marriage was arranged, purely for business reasons, with no love involved, just a form of alliance between clans.
He wasn't happy with his wife at all; they didn't even sleep together most of the time. Naoya didn't even like to look at the woman he was stuck with for the rest of his life, and in contrast, he looked at you, his maid, or rather, his mistress.
Some servants has secrets, and you had one.
"Can you fucking believe this? I don't know how I can still stand that bitch's whining." He growls, his thrusts brutal and relentless, his pelvis slamming loudly against your cheeks, his arms resting beside your body on the mattress, watching the way your face was buried in the pillow, muffling your moans.
"At least you know your place, right? Such a good little maid. Would make a great wife." His tone is mocking, followed by a dry, nonchalant laugh. Naoya slaps your butt, making you shudde, Your walls clenching more against his cock "I'm just kidding, of course. You're waaaay better as my mistress, otherwise, where would all the excitement go?"
He grabs your hair and pulls it up, making your head lift, your moans loud and clear now, your face red and tears streaming down your face. His cock is so deep inside you now that you can feel it hitting your cervix. Naoya laughs when he hears you gasp, quickening the pace, a single drop of sweat dripping from his forehead to your back.
"nghh.. young master .. a-ah! sloweeer, pleasee!! " You whine, but it's in vain, Naoya only increases the pace while your moans begin to turn into real screams. "Have you thought about what would happen if she found out? About us, i mean. Oh, she'd destroy you, and I guarantee it won't be the way I do it to you." He laughs mockingly; Naoya doesn't really care if his wife finds out, but the fact that he's fucking a maid without his wife knowing gets him incredibly horny. Ah, he's an asshole, but you can't hate him when he's making you feel like no other man has ever made you feel before.
"Haah— Fuuuck— mmhmm, yeah… You are clenching like crazy, almost there, aren't you? You greedy little thing.'' His free hand slides down to your clit, making circles. You jolts, your cunt tightening aggressively against his cock, causing him to let out a broken whimper. The movement of his hand, along with his thrusts, made your body tremble, especially your legs; new tears that had formed earlier were now rolling down your cheeks. "Hah… haaahh… You're going to cum, aren't you? It's almost ironic how you exude purity when you're in front of others, but here you act like the needy slut you are."
"S-sir… I'm going to…" your voice's broken, and you feel like you won't be able to hold on much longer. Naoya abruptly changes position, placing you on top of him, your back against his chest and his back pressed against the mattress. He's balls deep inside you, still not moving, his fingers moving incessantly on your clit, your moans now uncontrollable, your face burning.
"Tch… you always cum so fast," he whispers, more to himself than to you. "You're making such cute noises. Be a good girl and cum for me, 'kay? Show me how shameless you are for having sex with a married man." he murmurs in your ear, you didn't even need to look at him to know that he's smiling. And with a final movement, your back arches and you collapse, breathing heavily, creaming all over his cock.
Naoya chuckles softly at you, mocking you almost tenderly, almost. "What a shame, I would have preferred you to last longer." He's still inside you, cock throbbing for more, he removes his hand from your clit. You recover little by little, but when Naoya pulls you off him, you don't even bother to move. He withdraws completely from inside you, his dick still hard, and sits down next to the messy and ruined figure of you.
"You have 3 minutes to get back to normal, I'm not finished with you yet." He gives you a sidelong glance before crossing his legs and looking away from you. He didn't want to, or rather, he wouldn't like to look at you too much in such a vulnerable state, or else he would feel something different from the lust and arousal he normally felt.
In a strangely delicate gesture, he brushes a strand of hair away from your face, his eyes lingering on your face for far too long.
"And don't even think about trying to escape, because if you run, I'll drag you back."
Short fic because college is taking up all my time (╥﹏╥) Hope y'all enjoyed it anyways (,,>ヮ<,,) !!
Tags - @landminebunnie @naoyasangel @emonaculate @simplycareless @shlunee @zenzhizai
I wanna live an ultra Violence moment with him
a real life angel ❤︎
i love weekends <3
Survived!Naoya AU ! ! 𓂃 ♡
AU in which Naoya somehow survived the Zenin massacre, and you, his wife, have to take care of him. You live for each other now, without luxuries, without riches. Naoya somehow values you more now. Fluff ꉂ(˵˃ ᗜ ˂˵)
Survived!Naoya who became more clingy than usual, hugging you in random situations without warning, simply wrapping you in his arms for a moment that seemed to last too long.
Survived!Naoya who leans against your touch every time you go to change his bandages, someone is liking it too muuchhh..
Survived!Naoya who gets sulky when you don't give him a "goodnight kiss." He feels like you've betrayed him.
Survived!Naoya who watches you cook as if you were painting a masterpiece; he looks, appreciates, adores. He's not even paying attention to the food; he's silently adoring you.
“ Smells good... ” He's not talking about the food.
Survived!Naoya who tries to help you clean the house, but ends up making it even messier. You wonder who spilled the flour on the floor..
Survived!Naoya who closes his eyes and relaxes while you brush his hair; you might hear him purr a few times.
Survived!Naoya who only wants to be loved by his wife, he wants only the two of you to exist in the world, he wants you to give him attention; he wants to be yours and for you to be his.
Survived!Naoya who continues to be full of himself, and says he thinks he looks hotter with an eye patch.
Survived!Naoya who cling to you and murmur your name like a prayer while sleeping, and during the day he claims that it never happened.
Survived!Naoya who became more dramatic than usual, claiming that you don't love him anymore just because you refused to shower with him.
Survived!Naoya who breaks all the dishes trying to wash them and never tries it again.
Survived!Naoya who smells your hair like it's an addictive drug.
Survived!Naoya who pretends to be overly vulnerable just so you'll pay more attention to him.
“ You can change clothes by yourself! ”
“ Of course I can't! Otherwise I wouldn't be asking for your help! (Lie) ”
Survived!Naoya who is starting to awaken his poetic side, writing poems for you daily. (small a/n: that's the strongest headcanon i haveeee)
Survived!Naoya who
“ I love you ”
“ You know that, right? ”
“ I need you so bad. ”
“ You won't leave me, right? ”
“ You wouldn't dare. ”
“ I love you pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease—”
“ Naoya i just woke up..”
𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡𓎢𓎠𓎟
i needd naoya fluff so baadddddddd
YOU'RE LUCKY I LOVE YOU (I GUESS)
〃contains: naoya zenin x reader, ooc naoya, crackfic, he's dramatic af😭😭
observe the zenin heir in his natural habitat. despite repeated domestic provocations, he maintains composure. a lesser man would lash out. he, however, endures. this is the mark of superior breeding.
is what naoya zenin's internal monologue sounds like.
in reality—
he's standing at the top of the stairs, hand on the wall like he just survived a victorian tragedy… over dust on a shelf.
"what's your problem today?" you look up at him from the bottom of the stairs, sighing, because you know that's the look he has before he says some stupid shit.
"why is there dust collecting on my shelves? you're supposed to clean it," he starts, crossing his arms and turning his head away from you dramatically. "how'd i end up with such a useless, worthless woman like you?"
he's not angry. not yelling. but instead, he's crying..? like he’s the victim in some documentary titled:
“life with an incompetent housewife: my silent suffering.”
the funniest part is he’d 100% expect comfort too.
he's insulting you through sobs and then pauses. “…why aren’t you apologizing.”
you sigh once more and silently make your way up the stairs, a dangerous smile on your face and now he knows he's in trouble.
"i haven't even started cleaning yet. but now that you mention it, let's go check if its actually dust or just the visible particles in the air you can see because the sun is out, yeah?"
it was infact, not dust.
blog rules
hi angels! just setting some ground rules ❤︎
꒰ঌ what i write ໒꒱
❤︎ short fics and headcanons
❤︎ i only write for naoya zen’in as this is a side blog!
❤︎ i only write fem!reader - this is what i’m most comfortable with, being a girl myself
❤︎ i write sfw, suggestive and light sexual nsfw fics with smut. i’ll label them appropriately so you know.
꒰ঌ what i don’t write ໒꒱
❤︎ dark nsfw content like rape/non-con and heavy kinks (choking, piss kink etc), gore, abuse, incest, large age gaps or age regression.
❤︎ as a personal preference, i won’t write anything that includes the pregnancy trope or the married life with children trope. i’m just not comfortable with writing stories that have traditional gender roles, sorry!
White Feather Hawk Tail Deer Hunter 🦌
tt: missdaytona111
in the mind of a tyrant. sfw
naoya desperately wants to be loved, to be admired, to not be seen as a tool for the advancement of a family he despises. don’t get him wrong, he loves the privilege and prestige being a zen’in brings him - the luxury, the influence, the power. but secretly, when he’s alone in his favourite place - the estate’s library - he feels deflated. he feels alone. he wonders if he’ll ever be loved for being naoya, not naobito’s son.
being a spoiled child means naoya doesn’t see how his own actions alienate the people around him, but he doesn’t care if the people within the zen’in household like him or not. he’s already made up his mind on them - they’re all lazy bums, drunk and dumb on their ancient lineage without anything to show for it. naoya believes there’s more interesting people worth his time outside his house - people who naoya thinks can understand and accept him. intelligent people he can talk about history and philosophy with.
despite what he believes in his heart to be true, naoya doesn’t leave the zen’in estate. the high privilege brought about by the accident of his birth is too much to consider giving up, and besides, where would he go? so, deep in the quiet of the estate’s library, naoya sighs and opens up another book, not bothering to entertain his fantasies of escaping anymore.
that’s all they are - fantasies. and presently, naoya has duties to attend to.
some naoya headcanons!
𝜗𝜚 he’s a HUGE germophobe, and deffo has sensory issues. he hates being touched and fusses over the feeling of his clothes. he absolutely will not eat food made by people he considers “ugly” and always double, TRIPLE checks the hygiene rating of shops before he orders food 😭
𝜗𝜚 speaking of food - he’s definitely a picky eater. it comes from his spoilt nature but also because of his fear of germs and getting food poisoned. he was food poisoned once as a child and has been paranoid ever since lmao.
𝜗𝜚 contrary to popular opinion, he’s actually prudish. he makes sure he’s always dressed modestly and expects that of others, especially the women around him. he’s uncomfortable when the topic of sex is brought up, mainly because he hates the idea of someone seeing him in such a vulnerable, messy state with all the sweat and fluids lol.
𝜗𝜚 he’s actually super musically gifted. he loves playing the piano and was the child who forced everyone to watch him play a piece in the living room on a random thursday night lol. as a child, he was theatrical and flamboyant, something he still retains into adulthood but albeit more toned-down. it stems from his exaggerated sense of importance.
𝜗𝜚 he’s also introverted and a homebody. he doesn’t like to go out and interact with people, he finds it a hassle and he prefers people to come and seek HIM out instead of the other way around (spoilt princess). he likes to spend his time alone, and has huge cat energy. he is always lounging around the house and doing the bare minimum, and always napping.
𝜗𝜚 he has an obsession with dogs, they’re his favourite animals. he loves how fierce the are, but also values them for their absolute loyalty to their owners.
as a self shipper I am SICK AND TIRED of the anti-y/n propaganda !!!
“y/n is cringe and unrealistic” NOPE! Y/n is ME and EVERY CHARACTER IS IN LOVE WITH ME because I am CUTE AND SHY AND PRETTY.
all it takes is a bit of bravery.. and then you too can be y/n….
poor baby was woken up from a delicious nap and then promptly beaten in his own house 😭
in the mind of a tyrant. sfw
naoya desperately wants to be loved, to be admired, to not be seen as a tool for the advancement of a family he despises. don’t get him wrong, he loves the privilege and prestige being a zen’in brings him - the luxury, the influence, the power. but secretly, when he’s alone in his favourite place - the estate’s library - he feels deflated. he feels alone. he wonders if he’ll ever be loved for being naoya, not naobito’s son.
being a spoiled child means naoya doesn’t see how his own actions alienate the people around him, but he doesn’t care if the people within the zen’in household like him or not. he’s already made up his mind on them - they’re all lazy bums, drunk and dumb on their ancient lineage without anything to show for it. naoya believes there’s more interesting people worth his time outside his house - people who naoya thinks can understand and accept him. intelligent people he can talk about history and philosophy with.
despite what he believes in his heart to be true, naoya doesn’t leave the zen’in estate. the high privilege brought about by the accident of his birth is too much to consider giving up, and besides, where would he go? so, deep in the quiet of the estate’s library, naoya sighs and opens up another book, not bothering to entertain his fantasies of escaping anymore.
that’s all they are - fantasies. and presently, naoya has duties to attend to.
this gif of naoya is so sexy, i NEED him so badly
he's so gorgeous.