ᯓ content. You're husband Nanami Kento did like how you and Gojo were talking, of course you didn't notice Gojo trying to flirt with you but Manami did. He dragged you into a storage closet as you gave him head while he recorded the whole thing planning to send it to Gojo.
warnings. mdni. Blowjob, public sex, swearing, dirty talk, manhandling, hair pulling, sex tape, face fucking.
pairing. Dom!namami x Sub!reader
The bustling corridors of Jujutsu High were filled with laughter and chatter, but your mind was only half focused on the noise around you. You had been chatting with Satoru Gojo, the playful banter and teasing drawing you in, your laughter ringing out despite the undercurrent of tension you could sense.
From a distance, Nanami Kento watched the scene unfold, an unresolved frustration bubbling underneath his calm exterior. It wasn't that he minded you spending time with Gojo — in fact, he'd always trusted your judgment. But the way Gojo leaned in, the way you laughed at his jokes, ignited an unfamiliar jealousy within him.
It wasn’t long before Nanami made his way over, his expression stoic but his presence magnetic as he approached. “Y/N, can we talk?” His voice was low, carrying an authority that made you nod, albeit hesitantly.
“Sure, what’s up?” you asked, sensing an edge to his demeanor as you followed him away from the crowd.
He led you to a secluded corner of the building, the noise of the others fading behind you. Once you were alone, the atmosphere shifted, charged with tension. He leaned against the wall, arms crossed over his chest, his gaze fixed on you.
“You were enjoying yourself back there, weren’t you?” he questioned, his tone laced with something that made your heart race.
You raised an eyebrow, slightly confused. “I was just talking to Gojo. What’s the issue?”
“Talking? It looked more like flirting to me,” he replied, his voice steady but his eyes darkening with jealousy.
You could feel a rush of heat at his words. “We were just having fun. We’re friends, Nanami.”
“Friends don’t get that close,” he countered, stepping closer, invading your personal space. “And I don’t like it.”
Before you could respond, he reached out and pulled you against him, his hands gripping your waist firmly. The sudden closeness made your breath hitch, and you could see the intensity in his eyes, a mix of desire and possessiveness.
“Nanami…” you started, but he silenced you with a fierce kiss, his lips moving against yours with an urgency that took you by surprise.
The kiss quickly deepened, igniting a fire within you. You melted against him, responding eagerly as he explored your mouth. When he pulled back, there was a predatory glint in his eye.
“I’ll make sure you know just who you belong to,” he murmured, his breath hot against your skin.
With that, he guided you to a storage room nearby, the space dimly lit and filled with the scent of dust and the unexpected thrill of secrecy. Once inside, he locked the door behind you, trapping you in a space that felt like your own little world.
“Get on your knees,” he commanded, a low growl in his voice that sent shivers of excitement down your spine.
Your heart raced as you obeyed, sinking to your knees in front of him. You looked up at him, a mix of anticipation and longing in your eyes, feeling utterly at his mercy.
“Good,” he praised, his voice thick with desire. “I want you to remember this. I want you to think of this moment every time you talk to him.”
could barely respond, the tension suffocating and electrifying all at once as you leaned forward, your lips brushing against the fabric of his crotch. The way he watched you, a storm brewing behind his eyes, made your pulse quicken.
As you unzipped his pants his hard cock sprung out, Nanami hand reached for your hair as he made you sit more straight up on you're knees pushing your face against his cock. "Go on— what are you waiting for?" He groaned.
You're hands made their way to his cock as you lightly liked his tip before taking him in your mouth, Nanami released a deep, throaty groan. His grip in your hair tightens, guiding you with a mix of dominance and gentleness as you worked your magic.
“Just like that,” he urged, his voice a low rumble. “You look so good like this… just for me.”
The heat of the moment engulfed you, your focus solely on pleasing him. As you took him deeper as his puffy tip teases the back of your throat, the sound of his breaths filled the small room, the urgency of the setting making it all the more intoxicating.
Suddenly, he pulled out his phone, angling it to capture the moment. “Just a little recording,” he said, a smirk playing on his lips. “I need Gojo to see just how good you are for me.”
The thought of him sending this to Gojo sent a thrill of excitement and shame through you, but you didn’t stop. Instead, you intensified your efforts, determined to show him just how much you belonged to him.
“Y/N, you have no idea how much I want you,” he gasped, his own control wavering as you drove him closer to the edge. “And I’ll make sure everyone knows it.”
His hips start to thrust into your mouth making you gag on his cock as he groans, "fuck— just a little longer honey, im almost there." He zooms the camera on you more as his pace quickens and he lefts out soft groans, he quickley pulls out of your mouth stroking his cock over yours face as hot cum shoots on onto you.
You stick you're tongue out as you try and catch some giggling to yourself. Nanami stops the recording placing his phone somewhere on a shelf as he looks down with a small smile. "how about i record you getting backshots next?"
