Tags: dom!Nanami x fem!Reader, sub!Reader, dom/sub relationship, NO age regression, sub space.
An: yeah idk i feel like nanami’s very subtle with his domming style, but i see shiu kong as full on dom.
• Nanami isn’t the type to flex his dominance over you. He doesn’t have to be rude or degrading to drive the point home. You know exactly when he gives you that look, it means to behave. His hazel eyes cut in your direction, and his eyebrow raises ever so slightly, like he’s amused by your disobedience. However, he doesn’t smile — doesn’t reward bad behavior.
• “Want to say that again?”, “Language.”, “Didn’t I tell you no pouting?” when you’re being a brat and mouthing off. bonus points if he’s pulling his tie away from his neck and slowly wrapping it around his palm.
• It’s simple, but he gives you his hoodies or coats to wear when you’re out and about. He likes seeing his clothes encompassed your body, and he enjoys that everyone will immediately be able to tell just whose you are.
• Speaking of clothes, Nanami’s not the type to tell you when you can and can’t wear something. He’s confident in his abilities to keep you safe, but that doesn’t mean he won’t make suggestions. “Are you sure about the skirt, sweetheart? I don’t want your legs getting cold.”
• He takes great care of you in an inconspicuous manner. He’ll adjust your clothes on you, buttoning up your top or gently fixing your unruly hair. He’ll throw your towel and pajamas (that he picked out for you) in the dryer when you’re in the shower, so they are all warm and cozy for you when you get out.
• Nanami is also the type to set a pretty firm bedtime for you. He knows how much you like to stay up and how ill you get in the mornings if you hadn’t had a minimum of 8 hours of rest. So, he sets you on a pretty strict bedtime schedule and routine. Don’t worry. He’s there every night to cuddle you to sleep.
• Insistent that you hold his hand while you two are out. He knows how distractible you are, and it eases his mind when your palm rests in his.
• The way he talks can throw you straight into a more submissive headspace, and he knows it too. He doesn’t do it often, but when he notices you getting too stressed or burnt out, he’ll immediately start with the dom talk, “My baby needs a break, doesn’t she?” He’ll coo and pull you into his lap, and when you inevitably lean into his touch, “There she is. Did my baby miss me?”
• Nanami sees it as a gentlemanly thing, but it could also be seen as another form of domming. He doesn’t let you touch a single door handle if he’s with you, and you best believe he’s walking on the outside. You’re tucked beside him on the inside of the sidewalk. He’ll also never let you hold a shopping bag. No, he does not care that he’s holding a bunch of Victoria’s Secret and Ulta bags. He pays for everything. If your car needs gas, Nanami fills it up.
• On the off chance that you two are out, and he’s not right beside you, all he has to do is curl his finger and point at the ground in front of him to let you know that he wants you to come to him, and you better do as you’re told.
• The king of giving simple stern instructions. “Look at me.” “Speak up, baby.”, “Come here, now.”, “Give me a kiss.”, “Ask nicely.”
• Nanami will sit on the couch, spread his legs, and pat his knee when he wants you to sit on his lap. He doesn’t even have to give simple instructions for that.
• Even while he does all this, he respects your independence, autonomy, and intelligence. Let’s bffr rn he’s your biggest supporter in everything you do. He’s so in love with you because he knows how smart and hard working you are. He’s so damn lucky that he gets to be the man to pamper you and ease your weary mind. He loves being that safe space for you, so you can just relax, lean on him, and just be you.
for all intents and purposes, you're nanami's perfect little doll. a pure and pristine angel that graces him with your presence each day, and he sure as hell treats you accordingly.
you're his absolute darling, his princess whom he'd give the world to without a second thought.
it's quite the contrast to the way he acts when he's got you all alone, though.
nanami loves knowing that he's the only man on earth to ever corrupt you like this. with his thick, rough fingers spreading open your dripping pussy, he can't help but feel a little blessed. you're laying perfectly across his lap, ass perked up to give him better access, and his curious fingers inspect every inch of your pussy, tracing your entrance and lightly running over the hood of your clit.
it's not enough to edge you but it is enough to tease. he dips a finger lightly into your soft, leaking hole, spreads the wetness over your folds, all the while muttering to himself.
"perfect, as always," he comments as his fingers explore, "always dripping all over me. what's got you so wet, sweetheart?"
he asks you but you both know the answer. something about his prying eyes watching you in your most vulnerable state gets you shivering with excitement. the way he touches every sweet spot of your perfect body because he knows it like the back of his hand.
"you're so soft, my love. feels like heaven when i get to touch you like this," he coos his praises, fingers dipping into your heat, dragging them in and out ever so slowly.
you twitch in his grasp but keep yourself in his lap. this part is your favourite, your reward for staying so still for him. he smiles with calm satisfaction as he fingers your soft, glistening pussy until you make a mess of his fingers.
his inspections always point to the same answer: nanami kento loves his perfect doll more than anything.
Just had the most cursed horny thought about nanami making sure you’re drinking your water and eating your meals(especially if you struggle with that) by making you send him pictures throughout the day and FaceTiming you if you’ve forgotten or are having a hard time and being like “it’s all done? Show me your tongue? Good girl.”
PLEASE IM SO FUCKING DELUSIONAL
Reblogs are really appreciated if you like my work :)
Dom! Nanami x Fem-presenting gn reader. Hair pulling and spanking stress relief.
tag request: @malomega @missphanosaur18
Date night with Nanami was running behind schedule, as usual.
It wasn't your fault that work ran late, the market was packed and your commute home was a nightmare of rush hour traffic. Nanami was always telling you to work on time management, but what were you supposed to do in that situation? Not provide a hard working guy with a home cooked meal?
Time was running out. You knew that he would arrive exactly when he said he would, so you rushed to get dinner started and jumped into the shower for date night maintenance. It wasn't until you were trying to get dressed that you remembered your new set of lingerie was still sitting in the washing machine. Everything else that you owned was either dirty or not sexy enough for the date you had planned. Nanami warned you about putting off chores until the last minute. If he found out about the loads of unwashed laundry in the bottom of your closet, he was sure to give you another speech about 'responsibility'.
With no time left to spare, you tossed the delicates into the dryer and finished getting dressed without wearing any underwear. Dinner needed to be checked, and you could always slip away to the bathroom once the dryer had finished.
Just as you closed the oven, the dryer buzzed and there was a sharp knock at your front door.
"One moment please!"
You started to untie your apron, but stopped when you realized that you couldn't just leave him waiting out in the hallway while you went to put on your underwear. Hopefully the apron would help hide the fact that you were not wearing anything underneath your top. Smoothing your hands over your sides, you felt exposed and more than a little naughty as you went to answer the door.
Both of you agreed that whatever was between you would remain casual. Busy work schedules didn't allow for much else, but seeing Nanami after weeks apart brought a smile to your face. Once the door shut behind him, you braced your palms against his broad shoulders and went up on tiptoe to kiss his cheek. His hands stayed firmly on your hips. His expression, unchanged as you took a step back and he quickly evaluated the way that you were dressed.
Sometimes it was impossible to know what that man was thinking.
"Dinner isn't quite ready yet. Would you care for a drink?"
Nanami checked his watch with the practiced ease of someone used to running on a strict schedule. Was he disappointed that dinner wasn't ready on time?
He nodded, then began to unbutton the jacket of his suit.
"Yes. That will be fine. I'm going to freshen up first."
He paused, and looked at you as he loosened his tie.
"It was… a long week."
You smiled as you stepped forward to take his jacket. Communication was not something Nanami was comfortable with or did often. He hardly ever talked about his job. Not that you minded. Not really.
"Well lucky for you I have something that will make it all better."
This time, you had remembered to stock up on his favorite brand of beer. Nanami gave you a strange look. His eyes flicked over your outfit, quick and dismissive before he gave another stiff nod.
"I'm sure that you do."
He disappeared down the hallway and you heard the soft click of the bathroom door close. It seemed like you were going to have to go commando for just a little bit longer.
You grabbed a frosty mug from your freezer and bent over to retrieve a beer from the bottom shelf of your mini fridge. A slight breeze brushed against your exposed bits. You had forgotten just how high your skirt rode up in the back! Lucky for you, Nanami was still in the bathroom.
As you straightened, a deep voice spoke beside your ear.
"You're not wearing any panties, are you?"
With a startled yelp, you spun around to face Nanami. Heat crawled up your neck as he leaned into you, pinning you between his hard body and the countertop. When had he come out of the bathroom? You hadn't even heard him approach!
"Uh.."
Your face felt hot. There was no hiding your blush of shame.
Nanami sighed and glanced down the front of your blouse before taking a step closer. The counter pressed against the small of your back. He lifted his hands and brushed your hair behind your shoulders.
"I told you that it's impolite to tease me."
Brown eyes narrowed as he gathered your hair into a loose ponytail with one hand.
"I wasn't-!"
"Quiet."
Nanami tugged your hair to silence your protests. He grabbed his tie with his other hand and yanked the silky material free from under his collar.
"The opportunity for argument is over. Now it's time for punishment."
Your eyes went wide as he stuffed the tie into your mouth. The tight grip on your hair forced you to look up at him.
"Do you deserve to be punished?"
A second wave of heat colored your cheeks as you gulped around the tie. It wasn't the first time you and Nanami played this kind of game, but usually he waited until after dinner.
His hold on you made it difficult to nod.
"Good."
Nanami guided you out of the kitchen by your hair. He took a seat at the dining room table and forced you to lay across his lap. His fingers brushed the back of your thighs as he raised your skirt to expose your bare ass.
"Did you think I wouldn't notice?"
He gripped your ass cheek with his big hand and gave it a slight jiggle. You tried to squirm away, but a sharp tug to your hair kept you in place.
"How unobservant do you think I am?"
He released your cheek. You had an idea of what was coming next, but before you could brace yourself, his palm connected with the underside of your ass in an upward sweeping motion. The loud slap startled you almost as much as the sudden sting of pain. You tried to adjust your stance by shifting from foot to foot as he delivered a second blow to your other cheek. Then a third and fourth in the same spot. The tie muffled your whimpers as he rubbed over the sore spot on your ass.
Already, the stinging pain was beginning to fade to a warm throb.
"Such a nice red…"
His hand slid down the inside of your thighs and forced your legs apart.
"Hold still."
You held on to his muscular thigh, ready for more. Nanami raised his palm high and brought it down with enough force to rock you across his lap. Hard blows rained down at a steady, even pace while you yelped against the gag. Once he finally stopped, you knew that your ass was welted and red in the shape of his handprint.
Tears fell from the corner of your eyes, but nothing could compare to the tingling throb between your legs. You lifted your hips in anticipation. Nanami, thankfully, decided to show mercy. His hand cupped between your thighs. His fingers stroked and caressed every swollen crease, spreading your leaking fluids over hardened flesh. It was all you could do to try and hold still while your body desperately wanted to grind against the sensation.
"Even the strongest man has his limits."
Your eyes snapped open as Nanami yanked you up by your ponytail and bent you over the dining room table. You tried to look back at him when you heard his belt slide free, but his strong grip kept you face down. A muffled 'yes' seeped around the damp material in your mouth while he lowered the zipper of his pants.
He wasted no time pressing the hot, wet tip of his cock against your prepared hole.
"I'm not going easy on you."
His voice sounded strained as he pushed half the length of his cock into your body. Your eyelids fluttered. Your body stretched around his girth. Moving his hand from the base of his shaft to your ass, he held you wide open and watched as he slid the rest of the way in.
"… so tight..."
Nanami groaned. He smacked the red welts across your ass once more before grabbing your hip and thrusting into you hard and fast. You held the tablecloth tight in your fists, holding on for dear life as he pounded you from behind. The edge of the table dug into your thighs, but nothing could take away the pleasure you felt when he hit the deepest of your spots.
It didn't take long for the growing pressure of your climax to reach its limit. Nanami's breaths came in harsh gasps. His thrusts began to stutter and you knew that he was close to finishing as well. Finally releasing his hold on your hair, Nanami grabbed your hips with both of his hands and lifted you off your toes. You felt like a doll in his grasp, a toy used for his pleasure. The sensation and change of angle pushed you over the edge. You came hard. Liquid release gushed between your thighs as hot wet flooded your insides.
Nanami exhaled and set you back down on your feet. You felt him throb from where you were connected and smiled softly. All of the extra precautions you took were worth it just to feel him finish inside you.
The timer on the oven beeped, causing you to jump. You had completely forgotten about dinner!
Nanami huffed behind you and pulled out before spinning you around. Wet trails ran down the inside of your thighs as he lifted you back onto the table. The timer chimed a second time while he wrapped your legs around his hips.
"I should get that."
You glanced towards the kitchen. The tight grip on your thighs let you know that you were not going anywhere anytime soon.
"I'll worry about the food later. I told you that it was a long week."
Some of the tension had eased from Nanami's posture, but not nearly enough. With an eager smile, you wound your arms around his neck and pulled him close.
ꕥ Synopsis : Nothing better than being wine and dined for right? Being protected for your life, being the eye candy for everyone to glare at as your husband takes care of the dirty business. But what happens when you give a show to the people outside of the bedroom.
ꕥ Word count : 2.2k
ꕥ TW : kidnapping, vouyerism, fingering, oral, anal, dub con, non con I guess?, explicit language, sexual themes, sex, smut, exposure, damage to the chanel dress :(, submission, non con?, dub con, straining, dumbification, forced fingering, squirting, money fed relationship, royal au, Dom! Nanami, ass spanking, rutting, eye fucking (LOL), position switching, perverted imagination, suggested anal, over exaggerated orgasming, begging, ignorance, filth, sub reader, conformity, multiple area fucking, forced orgasm?, probs more overall it’s just filthy LOL 18+
'GET OFF OF ME! UGH LET GO NOW! YOU WATCH WHATS GONNA HAPPEN IF YOU PUT ME IN THAT CAR I REFUSE!' You wriggled and writhed against the hands pushing you down on their shoulder as you get thrown into the front of a car, your silk night dress ruined from black finger prints scattered down the ends of it as your eye mask was used as a head band. Angry eyes and smoking practically steaming out of your ears as you were forced to sit down on this randoms man lap. Hands holding down your thighs as your hands stayed tied up behind your back.
'Fucks sake STOP FUCKING MOVING' you hear the man shout. Agrivated tone blasting through your ears as you finally gave in and stopped moving. Eyes curious as to wear this random car was taking you.
'If your gonna kidnap me atleast clean your hands, YOU GOT MY CHANEL NIGHT DRESS FILTHY!' You complained, the drivers eyes staring at you through the wind mirror.
'It's like you care more about your appearance than the fact your getting kidnapped' the masked guy chuckled, continuing to look at the dark midnight roads.
'Of course I don't care, my daddy's gonna find me soon and look after me and you heathens will be assassinated.'
Laughs boomed from both of the men, chuckles right from the pit of their stomach as if you just told the funniest joke in the world. The man behind you tightened his grip on your waist, gloved fingers pressing into your stomach as you restrained against him, his mouth coming next to your ear...
'Don't you know? Daddy's bankrupt'
'Don't lie to me fool. Daddy could never be bankrupt, I'm far too high maintenance for that.'
'Yep, he sold his precious doll to the king of Miyagi. Don't worry I'm sure you'll be treated well'
'Sukuna if nanami ever found out your speaking to her like this he'd kill you' the driver said, eyes looking over into yours, pretty blue colour shining in the moonlight.
What the fucks going on?
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'Here she is sir.' You stood between the two men, feeling much more naked than you did before. Hands still tied behind your back as your dress strap fell, the nipple of your left breast almost already on display. How immoral.
'Leave her there. You two may go. Thankyou'
The two men bowed their heads and walked out, you didn't even make eye contact with the tall blonde infront of you. Pretty blue eyes and defined jawline flowing out to you. Neutral monotone expression as he walked down towards you, fingers gently turning your face towards him.
'Look at me Y/N...' he said gently
'Ugh no. Fuck off.'
'I'll buy you anything you want if you just look at me'
Giving into the materialism you connected your eyes with his, lips slightly parted, mesmerised with the man infront of you. A white shirt and plain blue jeans. Arent princes's meant to be in...smart attire. His hands moving to lift up the fallen strap, patting your displayed collar bone as he does so.
'What is this about?'
He smirked slightly at your query, back moving to stand straight as he walked around you, untying your arms as he spoke, tone so soft.
'You see Y/N, your father is a well known man, however...he failed to pay back let's say..a debt and in return I asked for his most prized asset. I must say I'm not disappointed, didn't know I'd get an actual princess.'
What the fuck?? Your dad sold you? No...
'So your telling me, your drivers damaged my brand new night dress SO I CAN BECOME YOUR FUCKING BITCH?! This is obscure I refuse to submit to a man.' You angrily say, wrists getting rubbed in your hands as you turn to face nanami. He attempted to refrain from laughing, what a fucking gold digger.
'Ill get you anything you want, dresses, shoes, money, it's all yours. As long as you choose to rule by my side. And don't worry princess I won't make you do anything you don't want to, unless your willing'
The gentleman in him really struck out, sounded like he just wanted a pretty bitch to take care of, spoil and rot, one with doting eyes and a perfect body along it. And that's exactly what he's got.
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'Nanami baby I want the gold dress'
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'Baby can I please have the pretty shoes'
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'Don't you think I'd look good in the red top? I promise I'll try it on for you'
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It's without a doubt you and Nanami work side by side. Who would've thought your father going bust would of been the best thing to ever happen to you.
Over time there were situations where you'd get on your knees, tongue swirling around his flushed tip as your pretty empty head was used for nothing but a fuck bank. Ass wiggling against the souls of your feet as you gagged and choked on his length, his hand reaching the back of your neck forcing you down to his balls as your hands move to make their way inside of you.
There were other times where he would have your legs pushed to your shoulders, dick pounding inside of you. G spot getting blown out as you scream and moan his name, eyes thrown to the back of your head as your mouth greedily gapes open. Already stupid head dumbed out to the maximum
And other times where your back would be arched over the kitchen counter, haired pull back as you scream and cum for the 3rd time in five minutes.
But that ended over two weeks ago, now you sit in your shared bed constantly as nanami is taken away from you. Business meetings over business meetings. Gun shots and loud bangs being able to be heard from all the way upstairs as you sigh and realise another person failed to reach nanamis standards. After wards he goes for a drink, his every time routine.
Wake up
Shoot
Drink
Sleep.
Wake up
Shoot
Drink
Sleep.
Wake up
Shoot
Drink
Sleep.
You were getting so tired of it, the lack of attention had you doing nothing, you relied so heavily on Nanami at this point, the princess treatment getting to your head. He still loved you, dearly, but you didn't wanna be the one who broke the century pattern of murder. Until you finally got the courage
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'I said 100k. This is 95k...' Nanami calmly said, hands infront of him calmly as he looks at his client on his knees infront of him, hands clenched together in a plead to let him live. A gun barrel put to his head as he pulled the trigger unremorseful.
And there you were, pretty princess corset dress. Rose gold colour riding to mid thighs, pretty tits pushed up as your tiara was placed neatly on your head. Quite inappropriate for a princess but you could do whatever you want, your nanamis princess after all.
The table shortly afterwards began to get set up, nanami and all his men rounded around it, drinking and cheering to their successes and wealth, their loyalty and strive to one another as they sing to another death. It's only been two weeks but you linger for Nanami more than you thought, him, his wealth, his touch.
'And here's a toast to-'
'Nanami.' You call, standing in the doorway, hands crossed over your chest as all eyes land on you. Lingering perverted thoughts scattered through all their heads.
'What are you doing up?' He asked hands pushing against the table, you made your way over to him, small heels clacking against the floor as you pouted your lips at him, agrivated and annoyed.
'What are YOU doing. You've been giving me no attention or buying me anything. What is going on'
'Princess this isn't a place to be talking about this how about-'
'NO! You didn't even notice my new lingerie I wore. It's resorted to me touching myself, is that what you want me to do? I don't exactly feel like a princess' you puffed your chest? Eyes rolling to the side as you feel nanami getting more annoyed by the second.
'Seems like your princess needs you nanami' you heard the once allocated driver chuckle. Toji fushiguro was his name. One of Nanamis right hand men along side sukuna ryomen, gojo satoru and geto suguru.
'Is that right. Do you need me princess? Is that the problem.'
'Mhm.' You nodded, finally getting what you deserve after two long weeks.
His hands instantly got to work, slamming you face first on the table. Your new eyelashes extensions and nails almost getting ruined from the force.
'If you wanna so bad, be a good girl and take it.' Nanami whispered behind your ear, hand moving to unzip your dress.
'I don't mean here I m- ugh' you moaned, arching your back into the feeling of his grazing finger pushing against your clothed cunt. Your face began to glow red knowing there's an audience watching.
'Smile baby, you know I love those pretty lips' a harsh blow to your ass had you thrusting forward, slit grazing the table as your hair was yanked backwards, eyes moving to connect with his as your clothed breasts were on full display. Hungry eyes staring down at your perved position.
'You wanted attention didn't you? Well here you go'
His lips attached to yours as you moaned, eyelashes fluttering closed as you rutted yourself against his crotch. Dry humping him as you greedily attempted to get yourself off.
'Baby- I need you please f-fuck mm' you moaned, brain already going dumb from feeling his tent. His fingers parted your lips as you moaned from pleasure, slick and wetness filling up your hole as you mindlessly fucked yourself to your edge. Harsh blows hitting your ass as your flesh began to mould in the print of his hand.
Enough prep had you clenching over nothing, a small whine escaping from your lips when he removed his long curled fingers, only for them to be replaced with something much bigger. His cock fell in in just a swipe, you screech as you feel him starting to pound inside of you. Clapping and squelching filling the room as the men infront of you looked in awe. Cocks straining in their trousers as they try not to prude. It was so hard with the way your mouth began to drool, the way your tits effortlessly bounced, the way your back arched and humped against the material of nanamis jeans.
'Yeah yeah- like that fuck yes'
'Your such a Whiney little attention whore aren't you-'
A harsh blow to your ass had your teeth grit as you wailed for him to pound you like there's no tomorrow
'ARENT YOU?!'
'YES YES IM A WHINEY ATTENTION WHORE I AM YES...yes please yes yes yessss' your head only occupied with the feeling of your release, g spot effortlessly hit as your hair was held back. Glistening million dollar tiara thrown on the table as your new versache dress was trampled on the floor. Your juices collecting onto the dress as you dripped through your cunt.
'I'm gonna cum- nanam- baby I'm gonna c-'
'Cum then.'
In an instant you released all over him, juices slathering down your leg as you released a porn star moan. Eyes shot white as your energy was drained from your body.
He spurted into you too, reaching his high as he increased his pace. Slapping and slopping was the only volume in the room as nanami picked up his beer, chugging the last of it down as he finally finished.
You slumped over the table, ass still perked up high in the air as you finally became to reality of what happened. Looking up though shocked eyes you were faced with all eyes on you, peering sadistic eyes and gob smacked mouths. The image of your orgasm engraved in their minds.
'I- erm.'
'The show must go on princess...right?' Nanami laughed, buckling his trousers up as he took you in your arms, legs being pushed to your chest as you gave everyone a view of your plugged cunt. Head thrown back on nanamis shoulder as he fingers your clit
'No- no I cant it's too much I cant-'
You wriggled against him, ass hitting straight back onto his cock as he fucked between your cheeks mindlessly. Fingers digging right in the puffy part you like.
'Nanami no- I cant no-'
'Princess treatment or nothing. Right princess?'
Without you knowing you squirted all over his fingers, liquids spraying over the table and his hands as he continued to rub. You screamed and wailed in desperation for him to stop.
'I cant do it anymore please no...'
He snickered at the sight of his men. Jaws dropped as they refrained from doing anything their superior wouldnt want them too
'No disrespect to the sirs mistress' was the first rule. But seeing the way you just openly released infront of their eyes...was gonna be one hard task.
'Good girl. Don't worry about your dress, I'll buy you another one. Now let me go back to my duties. Hm?'
