✦•┈๑ Are You Ready To Cry? Cause I’m No Good๑┈•✦
Diary - Kento Nanami is an absolute jackass who seems to grade like he’s an actual professor on campus. I’ve revised my paper more than needed, asked my friends to help me edit, and ran it through a grammar checker to perfect my work! Just to be met with these blue pen marks on a fresh stack of papers and a grade worse than before! So, my good ol’ friend Reddit helped me out in desperate times of need and I got closer to him… Now I’m absolutely obsessed with the feeling of piercings…
Mood - Tense, angsty, humiliating, sexual tension, touchy
A/N - who also likes maybe mean nanami👀
Of course the blue marks on your perfect paper enraged you, why wouldn’t it?
There were little ticks and comments on the margins of your organized paper that took you weeks to finish, the only motivation being your friends who somehow coaxed you to continue writing.
Now, you sat in your room facetiming Utahime while ranting with an octopus filter on.
“I’m actually so mad- like if I see Nanami one more time I’ll beat his ass!!!!”
“But what did the comments even say..”
“It’s just little mistakes when there’s none in the damn paper?! I checked every line until my eyes were dry, hell I ran it through a grammar checker to give me a better score!”
“Ok so he’s just being an asshole?”
You clutched the stapled stack of papers with such fury that it would’ve ripped by itself.
You knew who committed such acts.
Kento Nanami, the TA of your college course. He was a distant memory you never liked visiting, always ending the conversation when he was brought up.
He had milky blonde hair that contrasted with his skin, glasses that laid low on the bridge of his nose and a tongue piercing according to your friends.(more likely a rumor to you.)
You always glared daggers into his back when he sat near the front row, always somehow being praised by the professor. You seethed with rage and threw the grade paper at the wall.
Utahime was talking about some story she had with Gojo, her words droning out of your ears. You scrolled on your feed until you heard a familiar song, reminded of Nanami himself. Just how the hell were you supposed to escape him?
“Okay, gotta go but call me at night. I’ll text you if I have too. K bye!”
With the sound of a closed call, you let out a sigh that echoed in your room. Living alone near the college campus was a luxury you deeply enjoyed.
Your fingers pressed on the screen of your phone as you kept scrolling, mentally screaming when your feed came across his account.
Nanami posted various rock concerts, his friends, and a photo of himself grading papers with that blue pen of his. Chills seeped inside of your spine and you felt angry again, putting your phone on the side.
Within a few seconds, your hands opened the drawer as you slipped an edible inside of your mouth. The effects took place not long after and your brain melted to mush as the night moved along.
Of course, it came with a price.
The weird surge of a high libido would hit you and you couldn’t resist using the toy gifted from her best friend Shoko.
It was a long glass toy, the top a pink heart. The object was heavy, thick, and molded just right for your cunt.
You pushed down your panties, biting the hem of your shirt as your left hand scrolled on websites. Thank god you were already wet, the cold glass making you hiss.
The foreign object slipped its way through the tight ring of muscle, your warm gummy walls clenching around it. Your fingers moved as you made the toy thrust in and out, your wetness making it even more slippery.
You bit down harder on the fabric between your teeth, scrolling videos and using the toy to pleasure yourself.
With a few more thrusts and a quick rub, your cunt gushed around the toy. Slick slid down your thighs and dripped onto the bed below you, toy abandoned on the sheets.
Your phone was placed on the bed as you laid there panting, eyes closed and mind blissful. Of course, you fell asleep like that too.
“You know, if you stopped running your papers through that grammar checker your score would improve immensely.”
“Why do you have to be such an asshole about it.”
“Don’t blame me, blame the professor. His syllabus said strict guidelines on there.”
“Can’t I do something for you to earn those marks back?”
You rolled your eyes and you grabbed your paper and walked away to your next class, shuffling through the double sided doors along with the other students.
You typed on your laptop as the professor talked aimlessly about her life.
‘How can I get a better score on my assignments if a teacher assistant is grading them?’
Quora and reddit posts showed up, proving that your situation was extremely childish.
Your mouse clicked on the reddit link and you read the situation.
‘I, 21F, struggled with getting better scores in college because of a specific TA. Instead of trying to please him, I decided to use my charms and seduce him. With a quick outfit change, hair do, and sweet talk, we managed to fix our problems together… (ifykykyk.) So, if you’re struggling like me, go out there and fix it how I did!’
You closed your eyes and smirked as you imagined that scenario, stifling your giggle with your palm. Your really thought about it, texting Shoko about your plan.
‘But I need those points..’
You went shopping with your friend Utahime as you walked around the mall with bags in their hands, various clothes, jewelry, and makeup bought.
You talked about what’s been recent in their life, discussing small details and random topics.
You halted when you heard the familiar voice of Nanami, your neck turning at break speed. Utahime scrunched her eyebrows in confusion as she looked in the same direction as you did, eyes widening when they both saw Nanami and his friend.
Your hand gripped her wrist as you ran into a random shop, blending in with the customers and ducking down by the racks.
You held your breath while Utahime had to bite down on her tongue to not laugh, tears on her waterline.
When they assumed he passed, the two girls walked out of the store with their bags in hand.
“And to assume you’d be avoiding me.”
The gears in your head shifted as you darted your eyes around, trying to think of an excuse that would suit the situation.
You exchanged pleasantries and you wanted the tiles beneath your feet to suck you in.
Nanami was wearing a white long sleeve with a blue shirt over it, baggy jeans, a belt that barely held his pants up, and his slutty glasses.
“Ok! Gotta go, so nice seeing you. Bye, don’t forget about my points!”
When Monday followed, you walked onto that campus with a changed appearance.
Your hair was dyed a new color as it was pinned up with a white bow. The babydoll shirt that accentuated your breasts and shorts that seemed cling onto your thighs was also new.
Of course most people directly stared at you, well not until you turned your back..
With the same class you shared with Nanami rolled around, you walked through the corridors and into the large classroom.
Nanami was sitting in the back this time, so you took the seat a few rows down away from his gaze.
Time passed, words were exchanged, and your professor continued to teach.
Yet, it was really hard for Nanami to focus.
His eyes were glued on your body, from your hair, to the way your top hugged your boobs and waist. Nanami’s leg bounced as he felt the semi inside of his boxers grow harder, sweat beading on his brow.
The loud buzz of the bell sounded and everybody began to pack up.
He was frozen in his seat as he watched you pack, carrying the large bag over your shoulder.
Nanami got up out of his seat and walked towards you as you exited, surprising you in the process.
“Uh, points. You want those back right?”
“So, come over- no, uhm. I’ll go over to your place and help you with the paper so you get a 100.”
“Alright, deal. Here’s my address.”
His phone chimed as you sent your address, giving him a once over as you walked out into the halls.
Here they sat in your room, papers scattered, pens misplaced, and brains turning.
“This part doesn’t make sense if you place it here, shift this information down here.”
His pen circled your paragraph as you typed away on you MacBook, looking at where he circled.
Nanami kept eyeing you through his glasses, sitting dangerously low on his nose.
You were silent for the most, simply fixing your errors online.
You didn’t make an attempt to move.
You wore shorts and an oversized tee while he wore a hoodie and sweats, trying to act like his dick wasn’t visible through the thick material.
His tongue piercing was fiddled around inside of his mouth as he moved the metal ball, staring around your room.
There were plushies hanging in one corner, pictures and little figures collecting dust on the shelves. A hanging chair sat still with pillows on it, and the light in your room was a large lamp in the corner.
“Ok here! Final document.”
The laptop sat on his lap as he began to read, ignoring how you were moving.
Unknowingly, you crawled around in front of him to collect the pens, accidentally showing him a peep of your panties.
Nanami flushed, cock going rigid inside of his boxers.
Your ass swayed side to side as you grabbed the markers, sitting on your knees as you placed them back into your pouch.
He was finished reading and had no comments to make, but now he was harder than before.
You turned and looked down at his lap where your laptop was, spotting the thick length laid out on his thigh. Your cheeks were red and you looked up into his eyes, a small grin on your face.
Nanami abandoned the computer on the floor as he reached out and grabbed your jaw, lips connecting each other.
You didn’t fight against it, enjoying the taste of his lips. His dick rubbed on your sleep shorts, a wet spot dampening his sweats.
Your arms clung around his neck as you pulled into each other’s bodies. His hands were sliding underneath your shirt, feeling how bare your skin was without a bra.
Your eyes were closed tight as you continued to make out with him, legs curled around his waist.
Nanami grinded up on your pussy, feeing like a dog in heat compared to how you reacted.
You broke the kiss, panting heavily as your eyes were staring into his.
“It’s Kento to you, fuck- let me touch you baby..”
Nanami pushed you down onto the floor, flipping over so you were on all fours.
His hands came in between your thighs as he spread you open, pulling the shorts down to reveal your pretty pussy. You were soaked, the sticky fluids a creamy white on your skin.
“Atleast turn off the lights..”
He dove in nose first, shaking his head side to side as the gush of fluids sprayed his face. His tongue lapped at your clit and he couldn’t stop groaning from the taste, arms wrapped around your legs.
Your back arched, forearms holding your limp body up.
Like a sprinkler, he made you cum which caused a large amount of slick to ooze out of your cunt. It dripped down between your thighs and he lapped up every droplet, chasing the high of eating you out so damn good.
Nanami stopped as he admired the messy state you were left in, grinning like a maniac. The metal ball inside of his mouth really did have its own perks..
You were bent into a pretzel like position as he grinded on your pussy, the boxers being a barrier between them.
This time, you wore a plaid red ruffle top with denim shorts and lacy socks. Youd hair was in buns and tied with red lace, a cute feature of your outfit.
Nanami kept grunting out loud as the friction served him loads of pleasure, precum soaking his underwear.
You were laying on the bed brainless, mind in a different dimension.
So when he peeled off his clothes and dressed you down to your underwear, never were you prepared for the sight of that!
Barbells were embedded into his dick and you blushed like a tomato. The sight of his pierced dick was so lewd, it served you nothing but horniness.
“Hurt like a bitch, but I’d do it all for you. Wouldn’t want my girlfriend to be high off boring pleasure now would we?
He slapped the tip on your clit and it made a loud squelch sound. The wetness was widely felt and it made their interactions hard.
Nanami couldn’t stop obessing over your body, from your large areolaes to the way your breasts bounced from small movements. Nothing would snap him out of his trance after this.
He plugged youe hole with one swift movement and almost came, eyes rolling into the back of his skull. You cried out loud, feeling the way the metal dragged along your walls and served as a texturized pleasure.
His thrusts were sloppy, mouth slightly open as he kept fucking into your cunt.
You came for the umpteenth time and collapsed on the bed as he pulled out, letting the release coat your skin messily.
Nanami was pulsing, embarrassed, and still horny. He basically killed his girlfriend with his dick..
“Baby, god you’re just too fuckin adorable.”
Nanami hugged your body as they laid in bed, his biceps curling around your torso. You felt sleepy, tangling your legs with his as you began to fall asleep together. So much cum, slick, fluids. And a lot of unpredictable hormones.
“Those points really payed off huh.”
“I’ll bury my dick inside of you for extra credit.”
