#husband!nanami

[tojis-onlywife]

guys... i love kento sm and I DONT GET IT !! im just an unserious person, why do i want myself such a serious man !! i cant explain it.

[sacratiti]

ꨄ︎husband!nanami can't help but be a little mean after another shitty day at the office

everything is testing his patience today. he stubbed his toe on the bed frame getting up, took him two tries to put his tie on right, the coffee machine at work broke, he could go on and on. all he wanted was to come home and relax with his wife, maybe get his dick wet if he wasn't too exhausted.

instead, all you wanted to do was beg him for something he's refused many times in the past.

"plleeeease, just fuck me rough! i can handle it. i'm not glass," you pout. the vein above his left brow is bulging, a sure sign he's irritated. "no. i don't believe in hurting women. it's cruel." you swear you can hear his teeth grinding.

"what would i do anyway?" he asks. a mistake. "like, choke me, or slap me, call me something that can't be uttered again..." you trail off, waiting for his reaction. his eyes are rolling in their sockets.

"but nanamin! you're not hurting me. i want i-" "you're my wife. i'm not treating you like some reckless pervert on the street." his sturdy frame is now turned away from you in his chair. he's not even looking at you, face buried in some paperwork he had to take home. his word is final.

disappointed and horny, you mope off to bed. there's no point in trying to get him to change his mind. he's the gentle type, the kind of man that kisses your tears away as you complain that it won't fit. cruelty isn't in his nature.

it's not until your asleep that nanami fully considers your pleas. you have been a brat, and he can't lie that his cock is hardening, uncomfortably tight in his pants at the thought of you folded up for him. maybe he should finally indulge you.

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"mm sorry, i'm sorry! i won't ask again!" the empty promises barely make it out of your lips. nanami's hand is gripping your jaw, pulling the pretty thing toward him. "thought this is what you wanted," he teases. it is, but being fucked so rough you can barely breathe wasn't your intention.

he's got you folded in mating press, knees to your ears and his chest pressed to yours. it's almost like his cock is in your lungs, knocking the air out of you with every thrust.

tears prick at your eyes when he hits your cervix. there's no way he's been this deep before. it's too different, too intoxicating the way his cock massages that spongy spot deep inside. all you can do is grab at the sheets, desperately try to crawl away from him.

"stop running." is all he says before he's grabbing your thighs, pulling you flush against him. now you're pelvis is grinding into his, unable to move with his grasp on you. he's unconsciously grinding down onto your clit, nearly sending you into your fourth orgasm of the night.

"stop ken! fuck, i'm gonna-hic-cum!" eyes rolling, your body writhes, too overwhelmed to do anything but take your husband's cock. it's filthy how you drool, ruining the expensive silk pillows he got you.

but he doesn't care. what he does care about is that you're not looking at him, not fucked out enough to be all whines and no words. you find yourself staring down at where your bodies connect, sticky and wet. the sinful heat is fogging up his glasses like steam.

his hand has found purchase in your hair, forcing your head down to look at the shared sloppy creation.

"can't take it, huh? don't ask for things you can't handle, sweetheart." if they weren't stuck up in your skull, you'd be rolling your eyes at him. his cruelty is showing, drunk off your submission. his thrusts are even more delicious, threatening to make you cream then and there. "be a good girl and cum for me. i know you can do it."

you're cumming around him before you realize it. toes curling, silent screaming, the whole nine yards because his dick is so fucking good. wetness runs down your thighs, connecting with nanami's brutal hips to make filthy plap plap plaps. "shit, you're so fucking wet," he groans, his own orgasm on the horizon.

your pussy is sucking him in, wringing him for all he's worth. relentless fucking through your high nearly pushes you into another. his pace is stuttering, body twitching at how good you feel.

he finishes with a thrust harder than all the rest, head of his cock pressed against your cervix. his glasses have fallen off now, probably broken somewhere under the sheets. you can feel his cock throbbing, pumping you with ropes of cum that are sure to go deep.

unlike normal, he crumples besides you, yet still not pulling out. there's a sudden ache in his lower back that wasn't there before, dull and irritating. "i'm exhausted," he pants. he says it as if he hasn't flattened you out on the mattress. neither of you are used to this level of exhaustion, but it aches so good.

silently, he brings you close. the familiar scent of his sweat and cologne envelop you. he's back to himself.

"ken?" you whisper. your husband grunts in reply, attempting to go to sleep. "will you do this again? pleasesayyespleasesayyes." "maybe. if you're good."

you blink in confusion. "but wasn't this a punishment?" "if it was a punishment, you wouldn't be talking right now." his lips ghost against your neck, clearly curling into a grin.

"oh," you mutter, "you're nasty."

[fireflyschiikawa]

husband!nanami comforting his upset wife

maybe it is the eerie silence that follows.

or maybe it is the lack of movement.

but nanami knows there might be something wrong when he enters the house, hanging up his coat and placing his shoes in the rack he straightens up shoulders tensed.

senses heightened, his eyes dart through every room walking down the hallway. kitchen dimly lit dishes done, living room empty tv off, the balcony closed shut.

finally he reaches your shared room and his suspicions are confirmed when he’s met by a quiet almost unnoticeable sniffle. but he notices, ofcourse he does.

you acknowledge his presence raising your eyes to look up at him. nanami’s brows furrow at the look of turmoil behind your eyes and your wet face as if you’d been crying for awhile.

multiple thoughts plague his mind.

did i upset her?

this notion is rejected when you let him bring you into his arms. his touch gentle yet firm, a feeling of solidarity expressed.

you lay your head on his chest, entirely encompassed by his arms and you let loose. your sobs come in waves which you desperately try to hold back but it leads to further heavy shaking of your shoulders.

nanami hums and pats your back his voice low

“i know baby i know”

eventually you calm down, your storm halted to an occasional sniffle and that’s when he questions you.

“what happened?”

so you tell him, about your friend that had upset you, her words crashing into you accusing your self concious of words you deemed unworthy of hearing yourself. her going against your will at some attempt of smoothing things over but only hurting you further.

“i just don’t understand her savior complex ken, i don’t need someone to save me”

“i know you don’t” his words are short, affirmative he sits apt and attentive hanging onto each word, recording every emotion in your eyes to mull over later.

nanami always strives to be the perfect husband for you, he sees the little nuances in your personality, he understands your limits and which topics are sensitive to you.

“i feel as if she took the most wounded spot in me and punched me right there” you say.

“i get what you mean”

“you do?”

“i know you, you’re capable of handling your own issues, i have this tendency as well, to want to save you to take your pain and make it my own,”

nanami sighs looking down at you in his arms his sweet wife with a sharp exterior and a mushy heart inside.

“however i trust you, you are an independent woman that does not wish to be reliant on anybody, the offer is always open my shoulder is always here for you to lean on but it does not mean that you are in need of saving”

his words touch your soul, to be understood in the way your husband does, you wonder if it’s too good to be true.

knowing nanami you wouldn’t expect anything less.

you’re not satisfied yet, the storm inside your heart rages on.

“i feel horrible for opening up, for being vulnerable as if i’ve made a mistake”

“i want you to stop saying that, please” your husband sounds exasperated, unable to hear you belittle yourself as such.

“it’s not your fault for opening up, it’s not your fault for trusting her, she is the one who wronged you, for not taking your word at face value” nanami says his tone final.

“maybe” you murmur wiping the side of your eye with your sleeve.

you look up at him, feeling helpless “what would you do in my situation?”

nanami pauses thinking hard, his eyes tense up clearly mad at whoever made you feel so weak, whoever dared to use your vulnerability against you.

“you can maintain some space between the both of you”

deeming his answer to be fit you nod “i was thinking that too”

a comforting silence befalls the both of you and you breathe in finally relaxing in his arms, the days worries melting away.

“well…” you trail off.

“i got you chocolates” nanami offers waiting for your reply.

your ears perk up eyes shining you look up at him “really?”

“really.”

and in that moment you were so grateful to have a husband such as nanami in your life, maybe you really were lucky.

firefly; i’ve had an argument with a close friend and i’m in the trenches about it so consider this self indulgent comfort, i just needed an outlet lolll ❀ུ͏  

[tojis-onlywife]

⋆ . 𐙚 ˚ does anyone else just love nanami so much like i just picture him as such a loving and serious man and there's something so exciting about that~ i just love it.

[igarikiwi]

kento nanami x reader ﾟ+*:ꔫ:*﹤

100% fluff, Nanami being a simp

“Hi darling” Nanami said as he walked into the kitchen. Setting down his briefcase and glasses he made his way to his stunning soon-to-be wife hard at work at the stove. His big muscular arms circled around your frame has he pulled you flush to his chest while burrowing his nose in the warmth of your neck.

“Hi Kenny how was work?” You asked turning your head slightly to peak at his tucked into you.

“Boring as usual. I missed you though. Can barely stand being away from my gorgeous girl” he mumbled gruffly, the heat from his breath resting on your skin as he leaned in further to press his lips to your collar bone and trailing up to your ear.

“Did you miss me?” He quietly asked lips impossibly close to the shell of your ear.

“Of course I missed you Ken, it gets so quiet and lonely without my loving husband.” Replying softly as you turned in his hold to look up at his beautiful hazel eyes that always softened at the sight of his precious girl. Your arms reached up to meet behind his neck, on hand continued up to the back of his head as you gently ran your nails through it. A small sigh escaped his lips as you felt him fall a bit more into your hold.

“I love you so much my love, I can’t wait for our wedding. Let’s have it right now” He proclaimed holding you close.

“Not yet kento, as much as I love you I want our day to be so special.” You replied.

“But it will be special if I get to become your husband” Nanami muttered as his eyes trained down on your soft lips as he slowly leaned in to press a soft kiss to your lips, then your nose, then your cheeks, then or forehead, and finally your lips again.

“My sweet girl.”

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[kentospeach]

husband!nanami comforts you during a thunderstorm (•᷄- •᷅ ;)

you let out a wince, pressing yourself closer into kento's chest as a flash of lightning brightened up your bedroom for a moment, followed by a sharp crack of thunder as rain continued to pour down against your roof.

"shhh…" your husband would mumble, pressing a soft kiss on your forehead, his hand smoothing down your hair. "there's nothing to be afraid of, my darling."

you'd always thought there was something calming about the rain, about the sound it made against the tiny roof… whenever you were unable to sleep, putting on rain sounds on youtube had always helped.

but thunder? that had always terrified you.

a sudden flash of light, followed by a loud roll of thunder that made the ground shake, that made the walls feel like they were made of paper.

another crack; another wince left your lips. suddenly, kento pulled the covers over both of your heads, your breaths mingling under the fabric. "what are you doing?" you whispered, only for your husband to hush you; "close your eyes." he whispered softly. you did as he told you to, and kento began to hum softly, his hand still stroking your hair.

"the thunder and lightnings can't get to us here." he spoke matter-of-factly, pressing a kiss on your forehead, "the thunder can try but i'm here to protect you."

you couldn't help but smile against his bare chest, nuzzling further into his warmth like he was a blankie you'd always had there to comfort you, and even as another crack of thunder rolled over your home, shaking the walls, you weren't as scared as before, because every time you heard that loud noise, it was followed by kento squeezing you even tighter.

[igarikiwi]

Kisses

Husband!nanami x reader

Gojo made your sophisticated husband go out and drink and drops him off completely drunk

Fluff, mentions of drinking, kissing and lots of sweet talking

It was around two in the morning, you were waiting for Nanami to get back from his meeting at the school that led to them going out for drinks. He was a man who could hold his alcohol but if he was out with Gojo- he would need to drink a lot to stay sane.

You weren’t to worried about him getting home so you just sat patiently in the living room watching some nostalgic movies you haven’t seen in a while. Suddenly the door flys open and two pairs of drunk and stumbling foot steps make their way from the entryway to the living room.

“Hiiiii Mrs. Nanamiiii” Gojo dragged out with your husband slumped onto him.

“Hi Satoru, what did you do to my husband?” You questioned slowly rising from the couch. Nanami had said nothing but stared at you like you were the only person in the world.

“Oh my darling” mumbled your sweet Kento, he pushed off of the drunk and stupid white haired man right into your arms.

“Hello handsome.” Giggling softly into his neck.

“See he’s fineee! I’ll be on my way you love birds have fun!” Gojo stated slowly making his way back to the front door.

“Ken?” You softly asked combing your fingers through his hair.

“Mmm-you’re so pretty.” Kento smiled pulling away from your neck to cup both of your cheeks. He leaned in slowly and connected your soft lips to his. Your lips molded together, like they were made for each other. You pulled away slightly giving him one more peck on the lips.

“Let’s get you to bed.” Wrapping your arm around your big bulky husband was not as easy as you thought, but you two made it up stairs eventually.

“ ‘nother kiss baby.” Nanami said nuzzling his nose into your cheek. “ Please, missed you so much.” He kept up the sweet talking. But who were you to say no to your darling, leaning in once again your lips gently moved together, it was a kiss full of passion-minus Nanami’s clumsy drunkenness.

The two of you finally made it into bed after several more shared kisses. Nanami pulled you as close to him as he could, both arms wrapped tightly around you refusing any attempts for you to escape.

“One more kiss?” He mumbled.

“You said that last time and the time before.” You giggled into his broad chest.

“I suppose.” You responded.

You loved kissing your husband.

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[igarikiwi]

2 loves of my life

New dad!kento nanami x newmom!reader !fluff!

✲꘏ ꘏ ꘏ ꘏✲

You just got out of labor and Kento is there to comfort!

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You felt like hell.

Carrying Kento’s baby for the past nine months took a toll on you, but your husband was there for you every step of the way. Every time Nanami saw you with your pregnancy glow he’d swoon wishing to remarry you on the spot.

He sat in the chair next to your hospital bed, Kento didn’t want to overwhelm you since you had just woke up from your post birthing nap.

“How are you darling?” A gruff voice asked you. A small smile found its way onto your face.

“Like shit Ken, I just want to see our baby girl.” You responded tears prickling in your eyes. “Oh no please don’t cry.” Kento arose a little startled by your sudden tears.

“I’m so happy baby.” You blubbered as you sobbing into Nanami’s crisp button-up shirt. He stood next to the bed listening to all your thoughts of excitement and concern that would come with the new addition to your family.

Then a soft knock was heard from the door, and a nurse walked in holding your beautiful baby girl coddled in a soft pink blanket. Seeing that caused the tears to start flowing from Kento’s eyes, this is everything he’s ever wanted in life, a gorgeous woman he could call his wife who would become the mother of his children.

Your heart clenched looking up at your stunning husband holding your new baby while he softly sobbed from above her.

“Oh Ken” you roused stroking his back as you gently pulled him closer to the bed so we could sit next to you.

“My love she has your nose.” He mentioned still crying, seeing this breath taking being in his arms that was a mixture of him and the woman he loved most absolutely floored his adoration and love for these two girls in his life.

The 2 loves of his life.

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