Late entry for @nanagofest ! For the prompt 'fever.' I love them taking care of each other :>.
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Late entry for @nanagofest ! For the prompt 'fever.' I love them taking care of each other :>.
Missed the last day of both Nanami and Nanago fests BUT, here's my last entry!
💛 Happy birthday to the man himself! 💛
Nanami, may your day be full of books, long walks on the beach, and Gojo waiting on you hand and foot.
💙💛💙 Psst, it's day three of NanaGo Fest, too!💛💙💛
“Toru?” He asks, tossing the main duvet off his legs for better movement. “Satoru?” “No,” the lump of blankets groans as Kento shuffles near, “Satorucan’tcometothephonerightnow,” he manages to catch through the barrier of soft down. Moaning and groaning but still quick with something silly to say. Kento almost rolls his eyes. “Satoru..” he sighs instead, tugging at the blanket to try and get an opening. The man has rolled himself up into a rather snug burrito this morning, sealing away the majority of his scent. “Satoru, what’s going on in there? Are you okay?” The short grunt he gets in answer quickly makes Kento switch tactics. “Satoru, angel,” he purrs, patting down the outline of him, “I need you to answer me so that I can understand what’s happening. You’re supposed to be at the school by now, darling,” Kento reminds gently, “talk to me, please.” Nothing. More silent seconds tick by. Kento is just contemplating the possible consequences of using his alpha voice to make sure that Satoru really is alright—and not, say, crying blood from a cosmic migraine again—when his ears pick up another muffled string of words.
[G] A/B/O, DOMESTIC FLUFF, IDIOTS IN LOVE | full chapter on AO3 ♡
Day 2, Marking/Biting
And just a little drabble, for Day 2 of Nanami Weeks NSFW prompt, Aftercare --
The water is so hot it almost hurts. Nanami knows even as he sinks into it that it’s something he’ll appreciate in just a few short minutes. Already, even though he’s half sure his skin has gone red (redder than it already is, in some places), his muscles are loosening under the heat, the added bath salts.
He tips his head back. Closes his eyes. He does not exhale, although it’s a close thing. He’s made enough sound for one night.
Fingers comb through his hair from the back, and Nanami doesn’t need to open his eyes and look to know that Satoru is there, leaned up against the side of the tub smiling his most self satisfied smile.
“It’s too hot,” he says of the water even though he’s made peace with it already, and it’s only that his tub isn’t particularly large that keeps him from sinking down further into it.
“You like it,” Satoru’s voice is something between sweet and smug, and Nanami huffs out a not quite reprimand before allowing himself to drift.
This is day 4 of the Nanago Fest -- Free Space! I used the Wildcard SFW prompt "Safe".
What’s this? 👀 Looks like Gojo might have something for us ... 💌
We just got a letter 💌 We just got a letter 💙 We just got a letter 💛 Wonder who it’s from? 👀
What a lovely letter we got from Gojo! I wonder if we’ll get a response 👀