#{naoto}

[cloudfishcg]

yeah apparently i still haven't posted this piece yet even though it's almost five million seconds old

[s3venth]

detective naoto is on the case!

[rainedtoohard]

Im a biiiiit late but!!

[lordofbezczelnosc]

Happy Naoto Day!!!

[moonllita]

more Astro bots

[moeggoi]

lol

[polillarockera]

Selfship-Coded

CW: Suggestive, light smut, alcohol mention. He's a private investigator, she's a teacher. WC: 0.5K

MDNI - 18+

You didn’t think one night of passion would blossom into romance. You reminisce, wondering how it all began. Burnt out educator, bored out of her mind, you stop by a local dive bar to satiate your thirst. 

You opt for something without any spirits, you want the fun but without losing your inhibitions. A man with a serious demeanour takes his place next to you, with a bottle next to him. He’s handsome, but so serious. He catches you looking at him twice before asking if you’re alone tonight. It never hurts to ask. You tell him that you're open to an opportunity.

Small talk turns into light touches. Before you know it, you’re outside, unable to keep your hands to yourself. You can taste the liquor in his mouth; it’s so intoxicating, just exactly what you needed. You pull on his tie, dragging your tongue inside of his, hearing the little moan that he can’t contain. 

“Na…Naoto…what’s your name?” You chortle as you pull away, loosening your grip on his tie. You laugh, fixating on his dark eyes, whispering your name into his ears. His inhibitions are affected, but he still drags you to a nearby love hotel.

He’s not much taller than you, but you weren’t expecting him to be so hungry. The immediate need to taste your body, it’s been so long since a man has touched you in a way that makes you beg for more. He doesn’t disappoint when he’s able to make you say his name over and over when his mouth explores your body, tasting your smooth skin. When he undresses, he reveals a strong build; he shows you what happens when a man lacks restraint. He doesn’t even know you, yet he drives to mark you all over. You won’t be able to forget him; that evening, he’s able to go 3 rounds; he’s never been able to do that before.

You sneak out together at 5:30 am, rushing home to get ready for your long day at school. You care so much about their well-being, but an administration that doesn’t really care to do much to protect them. This is why your body can’t take this, but you yearn to fill that void again with him. 

Naoto doesn’t have a beat. He used to, but there was no work-life balance. Private investigators can pick their own hours; some are curious about the type of work, but it’s honest. At least, that’s what he tells himself.

You stop by a cafe, drinking your favourite cup of coffee and a pastry to get through the nightmare that today was. You brush your hand on your shirt, caressing the area where he bit you. Just as you’re wondering where he is, your attention is drawn to the sound of his steps on the marbled floor. You turn, and his smile is indeed disarming. 

“Allow me to formally introduce myself…”

He shakes your hand. He offers you another cup of coffee, gleefully accepting. He sees the shadows of your eyes, feeling guilty if he did that. However, there’s a tinge of pride within that he was able to keep you up. One laugh or two later, he asks you out. You accept.

This time, he’ll make sure to stay dry. He wants all his devices there when you say his name again.

[ask-naorise]

Hi naoto how high is your tboy swag

size doesnt matter