summary: you snuck underneath nanami's desk and blew him during one of his meetings.
note: quick break from sukuna i suppose. i NEED nanami... sigh.
word count: 0.4K+
nanami kento wasn't a gentle man, he was a follower of the rules, always strictly professional, and he had originally planned to stay that way until you came along.
his eye-catching assistant.
you had managed so easily to get under his skin and he hated it. he hated the way you looked at him like you knew something about him that he didn't.
and just how did you manage to sneak under nanami's office desk right as his meeting started with a room full of people? he should've known. you were sneaky like that—your hands roam up his thighs—and clearly up to no good.
nanami couldn't afford for anyone to spot you, so he kept his hands clenched together tightly, resting them on the table.
how did he let it go this far? was it perhaps that maybe he liked your touch? the touch from the person he swore he hated? his own assistant?
nanami's heartbeat began to spike as you quietly unzipped his pants and took him into your mouth. he let out a choked gasp and slapped a hand over his mouth as everyone looked at him. his other hand tangles in your hair, pushing your head all the way down, your nose touching his navel in the process. you would've laughed at his antics if your mouth wasn't filled with his pathetic cock.
nanami subconsciously guided your head up and down his cock, his mind on overload.
"agh—i apologize i think i have the hiccups. continue please."
he tries hard to maintain his composure for the sake of everyone in the room but your mouth feels so fucking good that he almost wants to drool.
nanami can't take it anymore.
he ends the meeting with a quick "i believe i'll have to think about it. i'll let you know in a few hours. meeting dismissed."
once everyone is gone and the door closes, he doesn't hold back a single moan, groan, whine - anything.
right as nanami feels like he's going to cum, you pull away with an annoying pop, a grin on your face as you watch the frustration on his face rise to the surface. you finally stand, looking down at him in the chair.
"did you really think i'd let you get what you want so easily? not without a little fun of my own."
he groans, leaning back in his office chair, his neck on display, murmuring under his breath about you being a “fucking tease.”
“i’m gonna have to do something about that foul mouth, huh?” you tilt your head, eyeing him.
nanami’s jaw visibly clenches, before turning in his chair to face you, spreading his legs wider, “well then, i don’t see you doing anything about it now.”
you smile stepping closer to him, “who’s being the fucking tease now?”
you lean to his ear and he takes in a sharp inhale, “fine, i’ll show you just how much you’ll regret ever saying that.”
a/n: i contemplated over a lot of endings for this and ended up leaving it open to your interpretation. anyway, this is my first ever post with nanami so i hope you liked it!
summary: izuku has always been such a good boy. why not reward him?
note: midoriya is 18+. this is a drabble. lowercase intended.
word count: 0.1K+
izuku midoriya is nothing but a whiny little bitch in your hands. thrusting helplessly into your hand, small whines escaping his mouth. he wouldn’t dare try to stop you. you could do whatever you wanted to izuku and he’d love it.
“l-love your hand s’much! oh please, can i cum?” he’d begged, tears threatening to fall from his eyes.
“of course you can, izuku.” you say gently, raking your free hand up and down izuku’s arm, goosebumps appearing in their wake.
izuku came with a cry, his body shaking to your touch, whining your name over and over. izuku loves your touch so much that he’s addicted to you.
he’ll never let you go. izuku midoriya belongs to only you and no one will change that.
a/n: i for one would just love to tease midoriya, he’s such a cutie.
summary: you make miguel fuck an onahole as a punishment.
note: this is a thirst. lowercase intended.
word count: 0.2K+
with his claws digging into your arm, practically begging you to go faster, miguel o’hara really was pathetic. miguel had asked to fuck you, but instead he’d fucked a toy.
now, you’d sat between miguel’s open legs and fucked him and with the toy as punishment. how could you be so nice and miguel fucked up and got a punishment instead?
“doesn’t feel as good as yours!” miguel whined, as you squeezed the onahole around him.
“ngh—i want to fuck yours!” miguel begs, fat tears falling down his face, the slosh of the lube inside the toy making him ache badly.
“no, you’ll cum in this fake pussy instead.” you say, quickening your pace on his red, swollen cock.
“mnghhh, n-no!” miguel wailed, his face revealing that he’s about to cum.
“fine, cum by yourself.” you say, completely stopping your movements, still holding it for miguel as he took no time and began thrusting his hips upward immediately.
shameless wails escaped miguel as he fucked the toy at the best of his ability. right as he was about to cum, you’d ripped the toy off miguel’s dick, making him sputter out ‘no’s’ and ‘please’s’, thrusting up into the empty air.
“i was kidding, i’d never give you what you want so easily, miguel.” you’d replied, making more tears fall down miguel’s face.
miguel’s just so terrible at handling edging and it justs turns you on to see him cry so prettily.
a/n: i LOVED writing this. okay... i definitely need to take a break from miguel. i just need motivation to write other characters 😭🙏.
summary: you’re a vampire spider and can numb certain parts of anyone. so for miguel, you choose his dick as punishment. he won’t feel anything when you blow him, give him a handjob—oh—how much he wishes he could feel it.
note: this is all FULLY CONSENSUAL 😝✅!! this is a thirst. lowercase intended.
word count: 0.3K+
watching as miguel o’hara whines at you, his hands gripping your shirt as you bite him. your venom was special—it allowed you to choose where to use it. if miguel hadn’t been such a fucking asshole, you two would’ve never been in this situation to begin with.
oh, how this punishment was sure to break miguel. you’d waited patiently as the numbness took over. you glanced at miguel’s dick to still see it hard as ever, pathetically dripping pre.
miguel lightly gasped when he found out exactly where you had put your venom. miguel did not tear himself away from you, he slightly glanced at you, and gave you a light nod for you to continue.
his eyes never leave your face as you sink your mouth on his cock. the scene in front of him made him gasp in pleasure. miguel never knew that he could feel like this, feeling good without feeling anything from his dick.
the constant lewd noises of your mouth engulfing him make miguel whimper, his face tinting a light red. his hands just ache to touch you.
“what’s wrong?” you taunt, tracing your tongue over the slit of his dick.
“i can’t feel a-anything… but it feels so—st-strange…” miguel mumbles, his eyes locked on your mouth.
you hold miguel’s dick still and give it a light slap, making him flinch even when he can’t feel it. miguel digs his fingers into his thighs. he desperately wants to feel.
you lightly jerk him off, miguel can’t stop his moans from spilling from his mouth. miguel feels disgusting—why is he feeling pleasure when he can’t even fucking feel his dick?
and once again, you were back to sucking him off. miguel can’t help it any longer. the muscles in his stomach contract and he moans, cumming without a single feel.
you press a light kiss to miguel’s dick and he shudders at the intimate feeling it had. it feels like his dick didn’t belong to him. and he was right, it wasn’t his dick, it belonged to you. you could do whatever to it—miguel had no right to even touch it, even if it was attached to him.
a/n: THIS IDEA WAS FUCKING ROTTING MY BRAIN SO BAD. so i had to write it even though i said i was taking a break… 🙁!!! i promised myself that i’d take a break from miguel too 😞. failed. i want to dom that man so bad 😮💨.
summary: you take your time taming miguel. giving him a nice, slow, handjob, sounds perfect.
note: this is a thirst. lowercase intended.
word count: 0.2K+
thinking about the tight hole of your hand around miguel o’hara’s dick made him whine. miguel was a brat for sure. always disobeying you to get a punishment.
“you’ve yet to be a good boy for me.” you taunt.
miguel’s hips twitched, trying to thrust up into your hand, to which you forced his hips back down.
“dammit—just let me cum!” miguel whined.
“ask nicely.” you demand, giving his bare thigh a harsh spank.
“i wasn’t asking - mmgh fuck!” miguel’s snarky comment is cut off by you squeezing your hand tighter around his dick.
“i can do this all day, what about you? should i leave you here all alone? you know you can’t get off without me. my hand just so, so, much better than yours, hm?” you tease, your mouth nipping against miguel’s ear, making him shiver.
“n-no! don’t leave me! i’ll be good, i promise…” miguel pleaded, his head leaning back into your chest.
“there you go, baby. there’s my good boy.” you praise, miguel’s dick twitching in your hand at the praise.
the wet sounds of your hand fucking his dick made his face flush. deep down miguel wanted you to keep teasing him. it felt so good.
“wanna cum for you. oh please, can i cum?” miguel rasped, his hands aching to touch you all over.
there. finally, you had tamed him. of course he’d still lash out, not that you couldn’t just put him right back onto his knees for you.
miguel’s eyes flashed red, his eyes locked on your neck, his fangs poking out. he wanted to bite you. why would you give him the easy way out?
you’d just have to muzzle him.
a/n: miguel is just so hot 😮💨. here’s another one since you all like the other one. and in gender neutral so its more accessible to others! :)
