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[magioftheseas]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

I've been getting so bad at crossposting lately rip, but for Komaeda Day I'm going to link all the komazumi fics I wrote as per commission request! I finally finished them at the beginning of this year!

The overall rating is E for Explicit for sexual content, so be sure to look at the tags of each fic for more information. It's as fluffy as it is smutty! I remember when I used to call them domestic darlings lol. Well, I guess it's not like that came from nowhere.

There are also tons of illustrations included! So here are the artists' credits!

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[magioftheseas]

Ahhh, Komahi, 1? ( / v \) 🙏💕

Okey, Junee. <3

1. grinding up against each other

“You’ve really been frustrated, huh.”

It’s not really a question, and it’s not like Hinata really has an answer. So it’s just whatever. Whatever, whatever.

Like hell I can think about anything else in a time like this!!!

No way. Now with a warm body pressed into his own, not when his mind is focused on rocking into that building heat and reveling in the soft purrs the other makes. There’s no way in hell he’d ever be able to focus on anything else.

“Ah… H-Hinata-kun…” The voice is like velvet, the arms wrapping around him like a vice. Hinata only continues to mark up that pale neck, kissing and nibbling up to the other’s ear. He squeals when Hinata teases the sensitive lobe with his teeth. “Ah…!”

The heat is getting to be so much that it’s sweltering. Dizzying.

“Ah… Hah… I feel like I’m going to melt into you…”

In his heat-addled mind, Hinata can’t help but think that wouldn’t be such a bad thing.

“Komaeda… Fuck…” He can’t help but rock into him a bit more wildly. Komaeda follows his movements. “God… God…”

“H… Hey… Hinata-kun…”

While Hinata is nuzzling and sucking his neck, Komaeda pets his hair, sighing dazedly at the ceiling.

“What are we gonna do…after this…?”

“This again,” Hinata mumbles against his skin, hips thrusting. “Doesn’t sound too bad.”

“A-Ah… Aha… It doesn’t, does it…”

Hinata tucks his hair back, kissing his ear again and then the hollow beneath.

“…Hinata-kun… I… I’m…”

“Close?” Hinata breathes hotly against his skin. Komaeda’s trembling in his embrace. “Yeah. Me too. Just… Just let it…”

“Okay… Let things be…okay…”

He doesn’t really understand, but truth be told, he doesn’t really want to.

Right now, he doesn’t want to think about anything except how good this all feels.

[magioftheseas]

23 with komahina?

OKAY I’M SORRY BUT I JUST–

23. getting fucked over a desk or table

“H… Hajime…! Hurry…! Class is gonna start!!”

“Right, right…!”

Komaeda grunts as he steadies himself on the desk. Blearily, he recognizes which one it is, and who it belongs to, but that thought evaporates into the heat that came from Hinata grinding into his rump.

“F-Fuck, Nagito… Christ…” Hinata laughs lowly into his nape. “God this is going to get me kicked out of the Reserve Course.”

“We’re about to graduate anyway,” Komaeda pants. “So, so, don’t worry about it. I’ll, mm, bribe the School Board if you’re that concerned…”

“Filthy rich elite,” Hinata growls, hooking his fingers into Komaeda’s pants and tugging them down along with his underwear. “And you’re just letting me have you…”

“A-Aah…!” He squeals as Hinata squeezes his rear. “It’s a privilege… A privilege…! For a reserve to get so cocky…!”

Hinata’s slick fingers press in, and he shudders.

“D… Don’t drop the condom this time…”

“I-I won’t…!”

Komaeda presses his cheek into the desk, sighing and drooling. Idly, he makes out text scrawled into the desk. Oh. This handwriting.

Yeah… Whatever. Souda-kun already hates me anyway.

He really can’t be bothered to think further on the matter when Hinata pushes inside.

[magioftheseas]

angry sex for junko x despair!nanami? (i'm a guilty sinner for enjoying this pair)

then what am i anon

what am i

12. angry sex

It’s not often that Nanami is the one to approach her. Because it’s such a gloriously different occasion, she gives Nanami her biggest, most welcoming grin.

“Nana–”

“How dare you?!”

It’s also not often that Nanami raises her voice. Enoshima’s jaw drops and she cups her cheeks in shock.

“Nanami-san?”

Rather than answer, Nanami’s tiny fingers latch onto her collar and yank her up. Nanami’s eyes are alit with glittering, burning rage, teeth gritted and gaze shadowed. Enoshima blinks back, and laughs.

“Wow. You’re that jealous?”

“It’s not jealousy. I told you not to mess with my classmates.”

Enoshima innocently bats her eyelashes.

“It’s not my fault,” she whined. “Tsumiki-san came onto me, you know…”

“And Pekoyama-san?” Nanami asks, voice cold. “And Sonia-san and Koizumi-san and Saionji-san and Owari-san and Mioda-san?”

“G-Goodness! Were you spying?!” Enoshima squirms. “O-Oh my, Nanami-san… Y-You pervert…!”

Nanami’s expression does not change, but she looks awfully unimpressed. Without another word, Nanami drags her off to slam her into the way.

“Ouchies…! Waaaah, Nanami-san…! That h-huuu…!” Enoshima’s mouth is covered, and then Nanami’s body is pressed so closely against hers that it’s painful. Nanami’s knee pries her thighs apart and it rubs hard against her crotch. Enoshima’s eyes go wide, and then, Nanami kisses her.

Harsh and biting. Rough and hating. More teeth and tongue than soft lips. Possessive.

Unbelievably turned on, Enoshima kisses back as Nanami gropes without shame.

“Ahhh… Got it, got it… I won’t let myself be touched by anyone except you, Nanami-san…” Her arms loop around Nanami’s neck. “Goddamn. You really know how to get a girl fucking wrapped around your finger.”

“You’re just shameless, I think,” Nanami muttered.

“I’m all yours,” Enoshima murmured with a lazy smile.

Nanami’s response was to shove her fingers down her panties, and to make her scream.

[magioftheseas]

EnoNami 23? (BTW love your fics so much)

Alright. This is the last enonami request. Atm. I’m gonna go into…hyperdrive…

Yeah.

23. getting fucked over a desk or table

“O-Oof…!”

Her head spun a bit from being slammed into the desk. The handcuffs strained around her wrists and the pole in front, leaving her behind completely defenseless.

“…puuuu… Nanami-san, that’s just hideous… If you wanted me bound like this, I could’ve had a desk fashioned specifically for it…!”

Nanami doesn’t answer. She doesn’t even smack her for the response.

“…Nanami-san…?”

Nanami wrenches her legs apart. She’s already yanked down her skirt and underwear.

“Well… It may not look great but at least it’s still some kinky fucking shit, upupupu…” She trembles both from laughter and the obvious. “That’s just exciting on its own…!”

“…I really should gag you…I think.”

“You only think~?” Enoshima sing-songs, and then, Nanami makes her squeal with the sudden lap of tongue. “H-Huuue?!?!”

“Bitter,” Nanami mutters against her. “So incredibly bitter.”

She says that, and she still dives right in, making Enoshima screech.

“W-What the fuck, h-holy shit…! I legit didn’t see this coming…!”

Nanami pinches her hip.

“Please just stop talking. Or I really will gag you. With your own underwear, I think.”

“O-Oh fucking…” Another swipe of tongue and Enoshima grits her teeth. “Y-You’re clearly so inexperienced, too…! Completely unlike…!”

A harsh pinch to an extremely sensitive place between her legs, and Enoshima squeals.

“Hey.” Nanami squeezes harder as Enoshima’s entire body seizes up with shock. “I mean it. Shut up.”

“O… Oh… F-Fuck…” It’s more of a pathetic squeak, and when Nanami’s tongue presses inside of her, she can only shiver and drool. “U-Uuu…”

Today’s gonna be a great fucking day. She can just tell. 

[magioftheseas]

12 for kamukoma?

Yooooo. Sometimes I wonder what anons expect when they request a certain prompt with a certain pairing.

12. angry sex

Komaeda Nagito’s nails dig into his suit for purchase, and despite that desperate, pitiful grip, Komaeda Nagito is glaring at him with nothing short of contempt.

“Wretched. Pitiful. Freak. You’re the worst.”

His fingers tangle into his hair and yank. Kamukura barely feels it, but Komaeda, at least, seems to like the sensation of pulling it.

“You’re despicable…and to think I felt a little sorry for you…” Komaeda laughs, lowly and mirthlessly. “Well… I suppose that since you’re nothing more than a tool, I might as well get some use out of you.”

He lets go to undo the front of Kamukura’s slacks, but his hands are shaking.

“Y… Y-You should be thankful… Appreciative…” Komaeda spits. “Sex is supposed to feel really good, after all.”

He palms him, hand clammy and clumsy. There is nothing erotic about it, not even remotely. Kamukura stares, eyes piercing, as Komaeda struggles to pull out his length.

“A-Aha… Haha…” He really is shaking. His mouth is watering, and he leans down without a second thought.

There’s a scrape of teeth that finally sparks some semblance of feeling, and Kamukura perks. Komaeda’s technique is sloppy, but… Unlike before, there was at least an understandable appeal to the performance.

Kamukura sighs softly, and is careful to only urge Komaeda off when he seems in danger of choking himself. It’s a small reprieve that Komaeda barely seems to acknowledge, much less appreciate.

Troublesome. So troublesome.

Komaeda Nagito sniffles, tears born of anger and misery, and Kamukura strokes his hair.

I suppose it is simply to be expected.

[magioftheseas]

if you still like Naezono then how about 6 for the smut meme?

It’s no problem~

6. walking in on the other jerking off

Naegi could be terribly dense and oblivious so he hadn’t yet noticed her peeking.

Well. It’s a normal thing, isn’t it?

She should probably leave. Come back later. Give him privacy.

Naegi curled in on himself, and the noises he made were soft and high-pitched. Surprisingly cute.

Naegi-kun is such a soft boy.

She really should leave, but instead, she observes, curious.

He’s always so sweet but his technique seems…sloppy? I guess that’s to be expected.

It’s cute. Really cute. She almost wants to pin him down and evoke those noises with her own hands.

…ah, if anyone knew, I’d be seen as such a rotten girl.

With that, she sighs and then shuts door. She waits and waits and then shivers when Naegi cries out. She catches her breath, inhales, exhales, and then puts on a cheerful smile as she raps her knuckles against the door.

“Naegi-kun? I’m home.”

Naegi squeaks and that sound is at least something she can delight with.