#namami kento

[lasciviousliii]

NANAMI WIP 🥀

nanami as tatsu I've had this on the list for so long, every time i see fanart like this for him I cry physically mentally emotionally spiritually

[maiyamogs]

Shots of Adrenalin | Kento Nanami

contents : mature, smut, manhandle, oral sex, masturbation, orgasms, deepthroated.

A/N : it’s just a smut one shot but enjoy

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About six o'clock the sound of a motor cut through a slumber party. The one you were invited to from your best friend, but it was too overstimulating.

You called Nanami earlier to make an excuse and pick you up, but someone has to pay the price.

"Thanks again." You stated, settling into the passenger seat. He was carefully packing your baggage into the backseats. "Of course."

"How come you wanted to leave early." He asked in a subtle tone. He firmly closed the door, and retrieved to the driver's seat.

"I just missed you." You replied, "Im too old for sleepovers anyways."

He turned the car and went round to the back, driving freely on the highway. "I'm glad, I missed you too."

"Well since I left early, we still have some time to ourselves." ... o'

"What are you implying?"

You reached over behind the backseat, and pull a small container of condoms you hid in his vehicle. "I want to finish this before you go to work."

𓊆ྀི❤︎𓊇ྀི

His fingers move faster, deeply massaging your walls, pulsing and rolling over your G-spot again and again.

Your back arches off of his Nanami's chest. Three fingers down there and two in your mouth. You pant and struggle to grasp words, but he continues to pull you closer to him.

"Shhhh," it builds and builds, "Almost there." He said in a rich tone.

Finally, it would fit.

He shoves the head of his cock first before an orgasm could tear through and shatter you inside. “K-Kento.."

𓊆ྀི❤︎𓊇ྀི

Presented in front of you was Kento Nanami, the name earlier you stuttered.

His smooth body moles were in constellation patterns. One by his pecs, a few on his wrist and a giant one splattered on his dick.

"Your choice." He said, holding the top of the bed frame. You sat below him with his cock swinging in your face.

"You're so sexy." You whispered, placing a short kiss on his hipbones. "Tell me how sexy." His hand guides you to his enlarged penis.

He gently pulled your chin down before he slid his thick cock slowly into your throat. His hips precisely bucked forwards, and he held up your hair in a fist.

Nanami kept rolling his hips to where they could reach your mouth. His cock in and out of your mouth. "If I came, will you forgive me?"

You slowly pulled back, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. "Of course not."

𓊆ྀི❤︎𓊇ྀི

"Quit whining." He softly commanded. In his office, where no one could see, maybe hear: he was banging you on the filing cabinet.

"I'll fuck you right, ngh." He grips your hips as he thrusts inwards. His pants continue to fall when he picks up the pace.

Office Worker Nanami Kento is being very unprofessional due to his wife, but if this was what he wanted in Malaysia, he'll take it early.

Red, erect, and twitching inside your wet, slick folds. He slammed a hand to the cabinet besides your head for support.

"Help me out here y/n.." he groaned. "You're about to snap my dick off."

Over here, you were gasping for air. 'Asking for help' what about you? "Na! Kento..!" You moaned, scratching his shoulders.

Cum seeps down your legs and onto his leather shoes. "I'll take it, I really will. Just please-"

"Please what."

"Please let me!" You came before you could finish, well you did finish. He carries you to his office chair and plops you down onto the firm seat.

He sits between your legs, and buries his face into your chest while his hand slips off the last condom.

"We finished at work." He stated, licking the remaining cum on the plastic. "I hope you had your fun."

A/N : this is buns

[melancholicreaper]

Tired

MISSION BRIEFING: Nanami Kento is an overworked [unredacted] !?sorcerer?!, he has recently quit his well paying salary job [??] due to the lack of fulfilment[clarify?] he has received from it and has been living with his girlfriend for the past 6 months. He is currently returning from [redacted] and he is exhausted.

Pairings: Nanami Kento x fem!reader Content Warning: CUTE AND FLUFFY my love is tired and it's our job to just be us.

It's almost 6 when the front door opens. The neighbours' dog merely raises it's head before settling back into it's nap, the neighbours themselves are somewhere doing something with someone. The man who opened the door doesn't care, he's too tired to care.

His muscles ache from the raw tension they've carried today. They carried yesterday. They've carried. His chest is heavy with unsaid things and the consequences those unsaid things have caused. His calloused hands are slightly stiff as the fumble to lock the door back.

The pristine leather shoes slide off in relief, the day is over and their job is done, the join the other shoes on the rack resting for the inevitable next day.

The leather bag is next as it slumps down the floor quietly, it's never dropped harshly or rudely. It's never disturbed the quiet of the house. Sometimes it doesn't even disturb the dust. Softly. He's always so soft.

The suit jacket greeted the holder as it slid of the muscular toned back. It feel asleep as soon as it settled.

With an exhaustion so thick and profound that the birds are quiet in their song and the streets are empty and the trains and buses are miles away. The blond man shuffles towards the bedroom first. He's wordless as he performs the same routine. Undress. Shower. Change. Pack.

It's muscle memory, everything has become muscle memory. A line of code etched so deeply within the wirings of his mind he's almost an android performing a list of tasks on an ingrained to do list he never strays from. He's in the kitchen now, he's not even sure what he's making, but the water is boiling and the vegetables have been cut up.

He lets out the first sigh of the evening as he sits down on the warm wooden floor. He leans his head against the wall and almost dozes off when he hears two things at one. The kettle turns off and the front door closes.

He turns his head slightly as a figure steps into the kitchen, holding too many grocery bags meandering towards the island. He watches in fascination as the 4? 5? bags ease onto the table. The figure steps back and grins down at him, proud of their achievement.

"Ken, whadya think, carried them all by myself this time!"

You. His life's purpose. The Angel of light that keeps him tethered to his mortal coil and gives him a reason to pause and to smile. You. The love of his life, way to young for him but he stopped caring. You. The reason he gets up from the floor that seemed intent to swallow him whole like a vile curse and walks over to you. You the beautiful devil whom he carefully falls into letting his senses get overtaken by everything you.

He notes everything. The little breath you let out as you try to steady yourself - he would never let you fall - the way you hesitate for just a second before you carefully wrap your arms around his tall frame and run your hands down his back before sneaking up his shirt and caressing the same spot. It's the careful intimacy he handles you with that you return back to him with. Your nails carefully graze his ribs as you rub his shoulder blades. The tension disappears like a magic trick and he almost loses himself in you.

"My poor baby, oh so tired aren't you. " Your voice is soft and quiet in the crook of his neck, it's not condescending or pitying. You say it like a fact, a statement. All he does is hum in reply. Soon he does latch of you and makes dinner. Ramen and pork chops.

You rambled on about Ramen and Ramyeon and how they're basically the same and Nanami just washed and pack the plates, chipping in when he feared a tangent was approaching. He held your hand, letting you lead the way as though he didn't build this whole house, for him and for you. You led the way as though he were a lost soul and he wouldn't have had it any other way.

Because of you he has seen the world through a new lens, because of you he has seen the beauty in himself and the things he does, he stumbles at times but you're always there. You have cause irreparable damage to him, you've made him so heavily dependent on you and your words, actions that no other person can ever hope to fill the space you've made for yourself in his life.

Even now as you showered, he sat on the toilet waiting for you. You made him do that once in a while because according to you he's been surrounded by different people the whole day, now he needs to be surrounded by only one the whole night or he would be so lonely without you.

He gave you a look but he never denied it. So once in a while he'd be sat there unprompted. He held out his hand as you came out of the shower. Occasionally handing you something or pointing it out. He watched you wear your pjs as though it was the most wonderful thing in the world.

You noticed how quiet he was today, Nanami Kento was a man who preferred to listen than to speak but once in a while you would enchant him to ramble just as you do. But today it seems as though his life has compounded and worked him down. So you rambled for him.

You spoke about this morning, about events he was there to witness. You spoke about the cat you saw this morning and how it let you pet it, you spoke about the people you met at your job, how bad the coffee was and how the lights went out for a bit stressing everyone involved.

You were rambling still, wondering how you were going to introduce him to your parents. How they would react to you wanting to marry someone so older than you. How you slept in the same bed though you two hadn't done anything yet (he held down a smile at the possibility hanging in those words) and he kissed your forehead as you got slightly sad at them rejecting him. He leaned down and kissed your lips deeply, breathing you , his hand brushing against you ears as he pulled your head in closer, slowly you both parted. Your frown was gone and a dazed smile was left.

He loved how beautiful you looked like this, eyes blurred and smile way too big. Cheeks flushed. You claimed his kisses made you dumb and he argued it made him dumb as well making the two of you dumb lovers. Finally he spoke for the first time the whole evening.

"Whether your parents agree or not, my feeling won't change, they'll never change. You could go and marry another man but I will not leave you. Never. "

The intensity of his gaze and his words hit you and your eyes started to water. You tucked in you lower lip as you clinged to your shirt. Bawling you called him a sentimental old dog and he merely kissed your cheek as he held you closer to him.

"I don't ever want to lose you, Ken."

"You never will. "

"How about a honeymoon in Malaysia, we'll live near a beach and spend our days walking barefoot in the sands, how about it my love?"

"Okay, I'd like that, I love you Ken." You murmured into his chest, feeling his heart race. "You're doing so much for everyone and it's amazing, I'm so so proud of you. You go out there fighting hell on earth and manage to make it back to me in one piece and-and I- you've done enough, way more than you should have and you deserve to rest, even if it's just for a day."

You stop looking up at him with those beautiful eyes that seem to twinkle at him with so much love. He hold you tighter burying his face in your neck. You feel wet tears drip down your back but you don't say a word simple caressing and circling his back letting the sobs flow through you both.

"My darling, my darling my life and my bride, I love you. So much more than this sorcerer life and I would leave it all at the drop of your hat, I love you so much more. I think I can rest, with you. Only with you."

He kept whispering to you until you fell asleep. And then so did he. The next morning he called in sick, and Gojo let him without telling he probably knew why. Nanami kento spent the whole day recharging with the love of his life. Leaving bed after 11 and having breakfast for lunch. He went to some spa you keep mentioning - with you - and spent the afternoon there, leaving lighter than a feather.

Then dinner with you before collapsing in a food coma with you and sleeping like a log.

The next month he met your parents, they gave their begrudging consent (you were so done with them) and the ring he gave you sparkled so brightly it almost blinded you.

divider by @kthice

A/N: Kenny needs rest. But he'd never compromise on the safety of the people around him. Never. Love this man to the moon and back.

To Nanami-san: I love you 3000

😔

[lomlchui]

Me when I read that nanami will smack my ass the moment he comes back home from work when we all know he’ll never

[pomkatnxy]

I was forced to draw my favorite scene from howl's moving Castle

[trash-opposum]

Getting the full Kento Nanami experience rn

[mayweplease]

i love a classic “your hot cranky dilf neighbor”

yes please feed into my problems, but seriously keep them cumming, literally.

for your imagination, check the tags ;)

[zeeoutlet]

Next fic will be a short story based on Hiromi and Nanami. ヽ(‘ ∇‘ )ノ