LAYOVERS: NSFW Nanamixreader fic!
18+ ONLY!!! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!
Nanami Kento entered the plane for his flight to Los Angeles. This trip was easy and familiar for him, the only one he'd fly twice a month. His schedule was tight and overtime? Absolutely not.
But there was a delay kept them grounded in Tokyo. Already irritated, Nanami politely addressed the lead flight attendant. "When you have a moment, could I get some coffee?"
Shoko poured Nanami a fresh cup. "Long night?"
Nanami grunted as he sipped the fresh brew. He asked Shoko to gather the other flight attendants for briefing.
The briefing was to be simple: all passengers normal, save a few crew members deadheading home. Flight time was a smooth 10 hours with no turbulence expected. But everything shattered in his mind the moment a perky flight attendant strutted into first class.
Fuck. She's gorgeous.
You grinned widely as you observed the Captain before you. He introduced himself, going over procedures and reminding them of extra precautions in case of ditching. But his words were background noise as you checked out the pilot.
Normally, pilots were not your thing. The young ones were cocky and the old ones bossy. Some of them, were kind- like Captain Nanami. None of them had ever looked as good as him though. Sandy blonde hair peeked out from his captains hat. Warm, brown eyes meet each question with sincerity. Large hands gripped the phone with his notes. Big hands you'd like to grab you from behind.
"Hello? Introduce yourself!" Shoko said as she waved a hand in front of your face.
Captain Nanami's gaze landed on you and the blush warmed your cheeks. "I'm y/n..." you nearly giggled out. With a stoic expression, Nanami nodded and continued his briefing. You barely registered that it was over, your eyes drifted to his ass as he walked away.
As you triple counted the amount of meals on board, you couldn't help but think of Captain Nanami. You knew you shouldn't be unprofessional, but joining the Mile High Club with him. Oh fuck.... he's so hot. I wish he'd bend me over a first class seat. I wanna get on my knees and-
"Earth to y/n," Shoko waved her hand impatiently in front of your face once more. "You better pay attention when we arm our doors. I'm not popping a slide because of you."
"I'm focused!" You lied, immediately turning your head to hide your blush.
In the flight deck, Nanami ran his routine checks. As soon as the plane was secure, he allowed his mind to drift. Y/n.... fuck she was so pretty. He was at least 7 years older than her, maybe more. But he couldn't deny the sparkling shimmer in those pretty eyes.
Perfectly glossed lips he wanted to smear. He wanted to hike up your tight skirt and rip your stockings.
"All good down below," Gojo chirped as he slid into the first officer's seat. He shedded the safety vest and caught Nanami's spaced out look.
"What are you thinking of?" Gojo snickered as he waggled his brows.
Nanami rolled his eyes, "Focus, Gojo." He couldn't wait to take his break and let Utihame deal with Gojo's antics.
In truth, Nanami couldn't stop thinking about how lewd it would be if he could fuck you with the intercom on.
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Finally, Nanami could stretch his legs and walk. His allotted break time was meant for sleep. All he had to do was climb to crew rest and sleep. Yet his feet drifted to the aft galley. He nodded politely to the passengers still sleeping.
the other attendants were collecting trash or serving waters. You were zipping around the galley, loading meals and restocking the cart. Nanami was going to speak, but then you bent over.... the curve of your ass highlighted by the snug fabric of your dress.
"Busy bee..." Nanami mumbled after indulging himself for a few more moments.
You jumped at the voice, your mind solely focused on preparing for the next meal service. "Captain Nanami!"
He walked all the way back here...? Why not ask first class? Your tried not to let your mind jump to conclusions.
A silky chuckled caressed you and you suppressed a full shiver. "Just... checking on things," he admitted. Checking on you.... he admitted to himself only.
His gaze made you squirm, causing you to back into cart. Your heart slammed against your chest as Nanami inched closer. The heat crept up your neck and suddenly your neatly tied scarf was too tight.
"Careful," Captain Nanami mumbled into your ear before straightening to his full height. Stoic as ever, Nanami tipped his head and returned to the crew rest area.
Nanami couldn't even close his eyes without imagining you warming his cock as he flew.
He needed this damn plane to land.
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Jet lag meant nothing to Nanami, not now. Not when you were nestled into silken sheets.
A tired drink at the hotel bar had the conversation rolling. You spoke of your dreams and desires. Nanami shared his love for the sky and his desire for leisure.
He'd offered to walk you to your room like a gentleman would. What he would not do, was beg to bury his face between your plush thighs. Even if his cock twitched just imagining it.
Then you oh so sweetly offered to make him a drink, inside your room.
You knew exactly what you were doing. Your pulse raced when Nanami finally kissed you.
Now, you were tied up. Your wrists were bound tightly together by Nanami's pilot tie. A makeshift gag in the form on your scarf had drool dribbling down your chin.
Nanami had hiked up your skirt and ripped open the buttons of your shirt. Your heels and stockings still clung to you.
"Nanami...." You whined and choked against the gag. "Please..."
Nanami grinned as his hands gently ran up and down your waist. He had been simply caressing you, watching your tired body melt with each gentle stroke. He knew your hours were much more complex than his. You deserved to feel relaxed. To feel good.
"Please what? Tell me," Nanami firmly chided, thought his fingertips were lighter than feathers.
A shiver caused goosebumps to pebbled your skin. Each touch felt intimate, good, teasing, but you needed more. "Touch me!"
Nanami' silky laugh blanketed you once more, "I am touching you."
A pouty huff left your lips. "Y'know where...."
Nanami grinned and loose the scarf around your mouth. "Where exactly? Use your words. I heard that big voice over the intercom......"
A rush of shyness swallowed you. It went straight to your hardening nipples and you mumbled, "touch my pussy......"
The reprieve of hiding your face was stolen when Nanami gently guided your face to him. "Say it again."
"Touch my pussy!" You mewled out, bucking your hips.
"So needy," Nanami chided as he brought his thick fingers to your weeping entrance. "So wet." He mused as his thumb swiped up and down your entrance, purposefully ignoring your clit.
"It's your fault!" You huffed in frustration as your hips bucked again, desperately trying to get him to touch your throbbing clit.
When Nanami finally did, your body went rigid.
"Oh!!" You moaned out rutting your hips upwards. Nanami had sealed around your clit with his mouth. At the same time, he gently slid a singular digit inside you. His finger prodded around your slick walls until he found the spot that made you squeal.
He was relentless, working his tongue and fingers in a rhythm that had tears prickling the corners of your eyes. "Right there! Yes yes, fuck!" You cried out, shamelessly grinding your hips to his face. "Kento!"
Nanami's growled against your weeping pussy at his name. He pulled off slightly just to command, "Say it when you cum." He gently kissed your clit before diving back in.
Your world turned into nothing but stars as the sexy pilot feasted on you like he'd starve. The familiar tingly sensation prickled over your skin. You yanked against your ties as you sobbed out, "Kento! Kento! Kento! I'm fucking coming."
Your gushed onto Nanami's chin and he eagerly lapped every drop. "So pretty." He mumbled after working over your high.
"Can I fuck you pretty girl?"
Nanami was looking up at you with pleading eyes. He looked like a madman, lips glistening and swollen, his eyes full of pleading tears.
A dark part of you wanted to say no. Watch as the beefy man in front of you whined as he fisted his own cock. You hardly ever saw pilots twice on trips and missing out getting his cock was not an option.
"You can fuck me," you whimper out.
As Nanami hastily stripped himself, you moved. Pushing him down onto his back. His eyes widened, pupils blown as you crawled over him.
Your curves were bathed in moonlight and your lashes batted at him so sweetly. He groaned and rutted against the thick globes of your ass. "Y/n..." he moaned. He quickly unbound your hands and threw tie to the side.
Lining yourself up with Nanami's thick cock, you couldn't help but lose your nerve a little. He was big. And you just had to bounce on it. With a steady breath, you sank down.
"Sooooo big," you moaned as your eyes rolled in the back of your head.
Nanami threw his head back and squeezed his eyes shut. Your tight walls gripped him like a vice and the feeling of your full hips in his hands nearly made him cum right then. Then you sank a little further and Nanami gathered his will power to look at you.
You were so fucking pretty. The scarf around your neck barely hung on. Big tits that rocked with each of your gentle movements.
"Doing so well," Nanami encouraged as his thumb traveled to run your clit. "Keep going baby, you can take it."
The praise brought a flush to your skin. You sank down little by little until your clit met his pelvic bone. "S-Shit baby."
"That's my girl," Nanami hummed as he squeezed your sides. He waited patiently for you to adjust to his size. When you were ready and gave the tiniest of bounces-
SMACK!
His palm landed on your ass cheek, causing you to let out a noise between a pleased whine and a slutty moan. "You can give me better effort, can't you?"
Nanami grinned and gripped your thick thighs, "Your legs are so beautiful... show me how they can help you fuck yourself stupid on my cock." SMACK!
Without missing another beat you used your strength to bounce up and down Nanami's length. The sensation was amazing, each slam of your hips had your clit rubbing against Nanami's pelvic bone. And you came faster than you ever have.
"Ohhh already? Don't worry. I'll keep hard until you tire yourself out~" Nanami teased.
This time, you ground your hips in circular motions. The sensation of sending goosebumps all over you. "S-shut up," you pouted. "Pull my hair."
Nanami eagerly angled himself upwards, reveling in your lewd whine. He reached up and gather a handful of your hair and pulled. "So demanding."
Your whined and rocked your hips like crazy, moaning and squeezing down on Nanami's cock. "Get used to it," you spat back, despite your body trembling.
"Oh, I plan to," Nanami growled as he flipped you on your back. "My turn."
Nanami drove into with a ferocity that didn't match his stoic exterior. You could only choke out sobs and moans as pleasure took over you. He stretched you wide as he bottomed out, stopping to kiss your cheeks.
The gentle gesture had you arching your back as you came. "Kento! Kento!" You cried out as you pressed your lips to his.
Nanami followed soon after, spilling inside you as he hungrily accepted your kiss. He shuddered and collapsed.
Your body was like a live wire, every sensation caused you to whimper. You thought you'd come again just from Nanami embracing you.
"After you settle, I'll clean you up and order room service," Nanami whispered as he cupped your cheek.
Dazed and utterly fucked out, you nodded, "kay...." sinking back into Nanami's embrace, you couldn't help but clench around him.
Groaning, Nanami kissed your neck, "do you need another round?"
"Yes..." you shyly whimpered and clenched once more. As Nanami flipped you on your stomach, your had only one thought:
Best fucking layover ever.