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You’re sitting on Nanami’s lap, completely spread open for him.

Your thighs are spread as wide as possible, draped over either side of his, your back pressed against his broad, solid chest. Your skirt is hiked all the way up to your waist, your panties long since pushed aside.

His long, thick fingers are fucking you without mercy, plunging deep into your soaked pussy with a slow but brutal rhythm.

Every thrust makes a wet, obscene sound. Two fingers sink in to the knuckles before pulling out almost completely, only to slam back in harder. His knuckles rub perfectly against your G-spot with every stroke, while his thumb circles your swollen clit with precise, steady motions.

Your juices are flowing abundantly. They soak his fingers, run down his hand, and stain his expensive suit, that perfectly tailored dark gray trousers that must cost a small fortune. A dark, shiny wet patch is already forming on the fabric, but Nanami doesn’t care at all.

“Let go,” he murmurs against your ear, his voice low, calm, and slightly husky. His warm breath caresses the back of your neck. “You can get as wet as you want. This suit is nothing compared to the feeling of you like this around my fingers.”

You moan loudly, head falling back against his shoulder. Your hips move on their own, meeting his fingers with every thrust. Your body trembles, your thighs trying to close reflexively, but he holds them open with a firm hand on the inside of your leg.

“Nanami… ugh pls!” you cry out when he curls his fingers just right, pressing hard against that sensitive spot that makes you see stars.

He speeds up slightly, fucking your pussy harder, deeper. The wet sound of his fingers sliding in and out of you fills the living room. Your juices are now flowing freely, soaking his pants, his thigh, and even the couch beneath you.

Nanami places a slow kiss on your neck, then gently nibbles your skin before licking the spot.

“You’re so wet for me…” he breathes, almost in awe. “Look at what you’re doing to my clothes. You’re so open, so drenched just for me.”

His fingers continue their relentless work: plunging deep, curling, rubbing, while his thumb never leaves your clit, stimulating it without pause.

You feel the orgasm building fast, violent and uncontrollable. Your walls clench around his fingers, your thighs shaking hard.

“Nanami… mhh I’m gonna… I’m gonna come… ugh—” you pant, voice breaking.

He smiles against your neck, a calm but satisfied smile, and picks up the pace just a little more.

“Then come,” he murmurs in a low, commanding voice. “Soak me completely. I want to feel your pussy squeezing around my fingers.”

His thumb presses harder on your clit, his fingers fucking you faster and deeper. The orgasm hits you brutally. Your body arches violently against him, a raw cry escaping your throat as your walls spasm rhythmically around his fingers.

A hot jet bursts out of you, soaking his hand even more, his pants, and the couch. You squirt, unable to hold it back, your pleasure gushing abundantly over him.

Nanami lets out a soft, satisfied growl, continuing to move his fingers slowly to prolong your orgasm until you’re trembling and breathless in his arms.

When the spasms finally subside, he gently withdraws his glistening fingers from your soaked pussy. He brings them to his mouth and licks them slowly, never taking his eyes off you.

“Delicious,” he murmurs, voice still a little rough. “And my suit is completely ruined… but it was more than worth it.”

You answer with a small, incoherent sound, too exhausted from your orgasm to speak properly. You feel Nanami smile against your shoulder. He turns your head and kisses you tenderly.

“My pretty girl.”

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☆ NSFW (18+) ☆

head shoved deep into the soft cotton of the hotel's crisp sheets, you let out another drawn out moan; back arched into the harshest curve as your husband thrust deep into you, loud SLAP echoing in the room from where your hips met his.

“hhhck—so deeep ken” drool spilled out from the corner of your mouth uncontrollably, walls fluttering around his girth with each stroke.

you were on your yearly vacation to malaysia, moonlight streaming in through the open balcony door, curtains fluttering in the light breeze.

sex with your husband was always breathtaking, but there was something in the air overseas that just made him feral.

it was as if the water was laced with an aphrodisiac, with cool nights melting into warm mornings as nanami kento spent hours exploring every curve and crease of your body.

you weren’t even sure how your body was still functioning, well honestly it really wasn’t, frame slumped over scrunched sheets as you just lay there and took every last inch your husband so gracefully gave to you.

“that feel good honey?” he rasped, both hands holding onto your hips with a pressure that was certainly going to add to the litany of marks that already adorned your skin.

you tried to respond but every time your mouth fell open soft whimpers spilled out instead, air getting knocked right out of your lungs with each push of his hips.

“yessssssss” you eventually lisped, the cold metal of his wedding band searing into the warmth of your skin—body melting into the mattress as you got closer and closer to finishing, leaking tip rubbing up right against your sweet spot.

“this s’gonna—fuck—be the time—” you could feel him leaning down close over you, large frame caging you in as his breath fanned over the shell of your ear.

“—this s’gonna be the time i put a baby, r-right here.” his hand moved from your hip round to your stomach, pressing down hard enough that he could feel how deep he was hitting inside of you.

you heard him hiss through gritted teeth at the way you clamped down around him as he spoke, gummy walls tightly hugging every vein and ridge of his cock.

“that a—hmmm-promise?” you purred, using your last remnants of strength to bounce back onto him.

“its a guarantee.”

a/n :: guess who's got a big girl job interview TOMORROW 😛 wish me luck y'all!!!! (UPDATE: I GOT THE JOB!!!! HERE'S A PT.2 AS MY THANK YOU GIFT FOR ALL THE LOVE 🩷🩷🩷🩷)

୨୧ —The steering wheel dug into your back as you rode on Nanami's cock like your life depended on it, but you couldn't care less.

“K-Kento -fuck- gonna be such a good little wife,” you sobbed, drool slipping from the corner of your mouth as your head lolled back. The horn giving weak little beeps when you slam down too hard.

His fingers dug bruises into your thighs- thumbs spreading your puffy lips apart so he could watch his thick cock disappear into your sloppy cunt. The cramped driver's seat of his Mercedes forced your bodies impossibly close, windows long since steamed over, hiding you from the empty university parking lot beyond.

Should have waited until I got her to my apartment, Nanami thought, but then you clenched around him and rational thought evaporated. “Listen to this greedy hole,” he groaned, hair wrecked from your desperate pulling, slacks shoved just far enough down his thighs.

She's ruined me, his half lidded gaze watched your tits bounce inches from his face, Completely.

“Want your cum,” you babbled, tears streaming down your cheeks as pleasure began to overwhelm you, “Breed me -nngh- fuck your baby into me right here make me -AAHN- make me yours, Kento, please please, please!” Your nails carved crescents into his shoulders, thighs trembling violently, “wanna drop out and just be yours.”

“You're graduating,” he growled, thrusting up so hard the whole car rocked… “Then I'm putting a ring on you and breeding this pretty pussy every goddamn night.”

He yanked you down by your hips, grinding the fat head of his cock against your cervix until you wailed, “YES! Ohh fuck, yes yes yes!”

You came with a scream you couldn't muffle, gushing around his cock, soaking his slacks and the leather beneath you. He followed with a guttural groan, pumping you so full that cum immediately began leaking out around his shaft, dripping down his balls and pooling on the seat.

He didn't stop.

By the time he finally stilled, you were a mess- mascara streaked, lips swollen, pussy stuffed and overflowing with him. Your limbs had gone boneless, draped over him like you’d never move again.

He kissed your forehead, lips lingering, “I meant that,” he murmured against your damp skin, “…The ring part.”

Your exhausted smile pressed into the curve of his throat, “i know.”

His arms tightened around you as campus lights flickered on outside, “And the baby part.”

˚₊‧꒰ა. 𝑀𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

୨୧ — Imagine Nanami cradling his newborn daughter tenderly. His blonde locks that were once neatly slicked back now messily frame his face- serving as playthings for tiny, curious hands. The infant giggles, gripping and curling her fingers, attempting to grab at her father's hair with pure delight. Nanami's heart swelled, a genuine smile appearing across his face.

"Ya know... Fatherhood really suits you, you know that?" You murmured, resting your head against his arm.

Nanami looked down at you, his eyes- always so tired from the cruelties of the world and working far too much, were now soft with affection, "I never thought I would have a life like this... I always felt it was far out of my reach..."

"Kento..."

He brought his daughter up to his face, his lips pressing a kiss to her forehead. His voice was a low whisper, yet you still managed to hear his words, "I love you. Both of you. More than anything in the world."

You could see it, not only in his smile, but his eyes as well... they held some fear. Afraid of the life he led, afraid of it coming to take the family he had so lovingly built away from him. Nanami had seen much in his time as a sorcerer. The loss of people dear to him- their deaths never failing to haunt him... He was scared... Scared of leaving you both behind, scared of the what-ifs...

"Kento, you worry far too much. I promise we'll be here, right by your side. Always and forever, okay? You're always going to awaken to me in your strong arms." You give his bicep a soft squeeze, "no way anyone could get past these bad boys."

A low chuckle rumbled in his throat, holding his baby girl in one arm, he used the one you squeezed to bring you into a loving embrace, drawing you even closer to his body. Drawing you closer into his world, a world he once thought would be forever in solitude. This was all a simple moment, but Nanami felt the full weight of this newfound joy- the joy of being a father and a loving husband to you. No could've prepared him for this profound privilege.

You were his home. And for the first time, he allowed himself to relax and trust in your words... that everything would be alright...

. ۫ ꣑ৎ . ❝ 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏, 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐙𝐄 𝐌𝐄 ❞

masterlist. reader keeps falling out of bed every night and nanami had to do something about it. a short oneshot as i'm still doing research for my 2k special

hearing a thud in the dead of night was now a common occurrence since nanami moved in with you. his eyes fluttered open and he immediately hovered over the edge of the bed to make sure you were okay.

you had fallen out of bed again. you groaned in pain as soon as you made contact with the floor, rubbing your face and your knee as nanami made his way out of bed. he stood behind you ready to carry you back onto the bed.

"you okay, honey?", his voice was groggy, laced with sleep and concern. you sighed and let him throw you back on the bed.

"i'm fine, but you need to stop hogging the bed. why do you think i keep falling over?". his face deadpanned, hands on his hips.

"i do not hog the bed. you keep moving towards the edge"

"sure, ken. none of this used to happen before i started sharing a bed with you". unbelievable. nanami let out a chuckle and climbed into your arms, resting his head on your chest as your hand quickly moved to scratch his scalp.

"i'm still not the one who pushed you over. i will stand on that"

"okay, big boy..."

from this point one, nanami made it his goal to always anchor you so you wouldn't fall off. he would fall asleep, head on your chest listening to your calm heartbeat, hand around your waist and a heavy leg over yours. and still, for some weird reason he always heard the same thud every night. some nights you would immediately wake up, a quiet groan escaping your lips. other times you would remain unresponsive, stuck in a deep sleep.

nanami hated this. he knew he had to do something. you would seriously hurt yourself sooner or later and just the thought tore him. but he soon came up with a solution. one that wouldn't stop you from falling off, but would assure that you wouldn't get hurt.

nanami's eyes fluttered open at 3 am like clock work. he turned over to your side but you weren't there as per usual. he got out of bed and walked over to where you were sprawled over some plush pillows he had set up the day before.

nanami chuckled to himself and carried you back on the bed. you were still fast asleep, your chest heaving up and down slowly and all he could do was admire you.

"still restless even in your sleep. how cute".

nanami pressed a soft kiss on your cheek and made himself comfortable on your chest. those pillows proved to be a great investment

. ۫ ꣑ৎ . 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 © 𝐅𝐋𝐕𝐕𝐅𝐅𝐘

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He groaned softly, his tongue licking back and forth over your wet slit. His hands pushing back your thighs, spreading you apart for his touch and gaze. The cold touch of his wedding ring sending a shiver up your spine. The rough pads of his thumbs spread your pussy lips apart, leaving your glistening folds for his pleasure.

Oh, he was so filthy with it.

You moaned breathily, throwing your head back in pleasure, toes curling and eyes rolling back. “K-kento..!” You mewled out, borderline whimpering from how his tongue curled just right.

The blond haired man hummed against your pussy, suckling and licking loudly. Your slick dribbling down his chin, his eyes sultry and half lidded. “You—mmh.. missed me pretty bad, huh?”

You nodded frantically, feeling an orgasm start to crawl up. Hot white pleasure shooting through your body when kento started to squeeze in one of his thick fingers inside of your tight hole, his tongue licking around your slick folds, before suckling and flicking on the sensitive clit.

Your breathing was frantic. Nerves on fire, toes curling, eyes squeezed shut. You wanted to close up your legs so badly, not to stop him, but to stop the ache of your impending release. The room felt too small and walls too thin for the way you were moaning out your husband’s name just from his tongue on you. It was terrible how loud he could get you.

“You can—mmpfh.. so wet.. you can cum darling,” Kento purred against your clit, flicking his tongue over in kitten licks.

Your breathing was ragged, at you trembled in your husband’s arms. Toes curling, nails gently digging into Nanami’s scalp. “I’m—.. aah.. I’m c-cummingg..!” You mewled out with a loud squeal, squeezing your eyes shut when the pleasure shot out of you. Squirting on Nanami’s face, shamelessly pulling his head closer and riding out your orgasm. Nails digging into his scalp as you arched your back and painted his face with your fluids.

Nanami groaned from pleasure, licking up your essence obediently, slurping it all up.

He kissed up your body when he was done, breathing ragged and wiping the splattered cum from his face with the back of his hand. He gently pressed his lips against your forehead, muttering “you did so good.”

“Would you like my cock now, darling?”

husband!nanami x reader

nanami kento loves his wife. everyone who knew him knew it too. it was obvious how much he loved you. wedding ring always on, photo of you on your wedding day in his wallet, the way he would leave work early to pick up flowers for you every monday afternoon.

nanami believed that you must start off your week right, with a fresh bouquet. it didn’t matter if your flowers from the week before were still alive and thriving, he still got you a new one. vases of flowers were everywhere, the kitchen, your bedroom, the living room. it brought you so much happiness to see them around the house, and it brought him happiness to see you so happy.

this monday was no exception, leaving work on time, he went to the flower shop to collect your weekly bouquet. he tried to hand pick every flower in it as well, trying to switch up your arrangement (unless it was the week of your anniversary where he would try and recreate your wedding bouquet to the best of his ability).

as much as nanami hated work, the routine of going to work and coming home to his beautiful wife was something he looked forward to. he didn’t mind working as much when it gave you both such a good life. he would do anything to keep you content and happy.

opening the door to your shared home, nanami stepped in with his work belongings and bouquet in hand. you looked up from your phone at the door unlocking, smiling immediately. getting off the couch, you walked over to greet him with a kiss.

“hi ken! how was your day?” you asked sweetly, just like you did everyday that he had work. he handed you your bouquet and kissed the top of your head.

“it was fine, honey. just normal work, not too bad today,” he set his belongings down on the nearby table. “i hope you like this bouquet, i tried to incorporate more colors for spring.” you blushed. even married he was still nothing but sweet and considerate. when telling your friends about the things nanami would do for you, they didn’t hide their jealousy. they’d complain about how little their partners or recent dates would do for them, it almost felt like bragging when you would mention nanami. he was “the perfect husband” as they would say, and you couldn’t help but agree. he was the perfect husband.

“thank you! they’re perfect!” you grinned as you went to the kitchen to fill a vase with water. nanami followed you, a soft smile on his face seeing how happy you were. you cut the stems to fit the vase and put them in, smile still on your face. he walked over to you, putting his hands on your waist gently. “i’m really glad you love them.” you moved your hands up to loosen his tie, another after work ritual you two had.

your arms moved to wrap around his neck as you both leaned in and shared a kiss. not lustful or desperate, just loving. you pulled away and rested your head on his chest. “i love you ken” you whispered into the fabric of his shirt. he planted a kiss to the top of your head, “i love you too, y/n.” you both stayed like that for a minute, taking in each others presence.

“would you like to order tonight? we can get it from your favorite place and then i can run you a bath after?” nanami asked gently. you smiled again. “i’d like that. but it’d like it more if you joined me.” he let out a soft chuckle and nodded, “okay, it’s decided then.”

nanami kento really loves his wife.

જ⁀➴⋆.˚ a/n: husband!nanami as requested by the poll! (sorry to those who followed me for my choso fics) i haven’t written for nanami in sooooo long but he’s so husband </3

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you fake an orgasm during sex w/ nanami. (18+)

it starts out normal - which is already suspicious, because nothing in your life ever stays normal for long.

you’re settling into the moment, nanami’s fingers are sliding between your thighs, parting your slick folds carefully, his jaw tightening in the process.

his thumb circles your clit in firm, unhurried presses while his other hand cups your breast, pinching your nipple just hard enough to make you arch into him.

eventually, you’re grinding against his palm, your pussy clenching around nothing yet, breath hitching as he leans in to suck on your neck leaving a hot trail of hickeys down to your collarbone, his hard cock pressing insistently against your hip through his boxers.

your mind suddenly lights up with a horrifying clarity:

you have an audit report due tomorrow - tomorrow.

your soul leaves your body, heart dropping as you try to stop your eyes from widening.

your physical form continues functioning on autopilot: you are breathing, responding - moaning softly as his fingers dip inside you, curling to hit that oh - so sweet spot that makes your toes curl. you are doing what looks like being present.

internally, however, you are staring at a beige website with bad fonts and a login page that never remembers your password or far worse, an email that says you're fired - hell no, you can't be fired from another job, this was the second one this month already.

you try to push the thought away - it wasn't the time.

nanami is being gentle, he looks so fucking good your throat tightens, saliva pooling, and you swallow hard without thinking.

his mouth is trailing down to latch onto your nipple, tongue flicking as he pumps his fingers deeper, your wetness coating his hand.

the moment deserves respect - a lot of it too.

unfortunately, your brain has now opened a second mental tab 'anxiety': “what time is it now.” “if i wake up at 7am, do i have enough time to finish it?”

you are no longer feeling pleasure - you are feeling pressured.

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