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୨♡୧ SWEETER THAN CANDY — nagi seishiro x reader. sfw. fluff + a little suggestive.
it’s a wonder, you think, to have gotten nagi out in this weather.
it’s perfect; the sun shines without a cloud in the sky and it’s just warm enough for a dip in the pool to be refreshing. you’ve been enjoying swimming from end to end and leisurely floating about but nagi hasn’t joined you, choosing to simply sit at the edge with his feet dangling in the crystal blue pool. the water only reaches his calves, though, he seems content lounging there with your shared bowl of fruit and his weekly issue of shonen jump.
you kick off the wall and paddle over to him, situating yourself between his legs. your presence, or maybe your wet hands slipping under his trunks to rest on his thighs, pulls nagi’s attention away from his manga and it instead turns to you.
his powder-white hair looks even lighter under the sun, long strands brushing the tip of his nose as he stares down at you. it draws your focus to a smear of sunscreen that the man didn’t rub in all the way and you reach up to finish the job for him. the skin of his cheek is warm beneath your hand, much warmer than he usually is when he’s tucked into your side or splayed on top of you.
“you doing okay over here?” you ask him, trying to brush the fluffy hair out of his face. your attempts are for naught as the tufts continue to find their way back to his forehead.
nagi hums and nods his head, setting his book to the side in favor of picking up the bowl of fruit the two of you had prepared earlier. he picks through the variety of colorful pieces in search of a grape, pulling one out and popping it into his mouth. one of his cheeks puffs out as he holds the fruit there before beginning to chew. kindly, he picks up a cube of watermelon and holds it up to your lips.
you part them, letting nagi feed you the fruit, gently kissing the pad of his finger before he pulls away. it’s nice, taking a moment to relax with your lover somewhere other than in bed or on the couch. the only thing that could make the casual occasion better is if nagi joined you in the pool. you swallow, squeezing his thighs with a smile. “you should get in. it feels really nice.”
the man takes a look at the barely there ripples in the water before his chocolatey eyes land on you once more. you can see the apprehension swimming in them before he even speaks. “i don’t know… it’s kind of cold.”
you breathe out a laugh, resting your chin on his knee. he has always preferred the heat of onsens or the warmth of your shared baths. “that’s kind of the point, babe. come one, it’ll warm up quicker than you think.”
his lips pout out like he doesn’t believe you. at this rate, you’ll spend all day trying to convince him to dip more than his toes in the water. an impish thought crosses your mind and it takes you only a second to commit to it. you lift your hands from his thighs to interlace his fingers with your own before pulling back and tugging the man into the water.
a large, noisy splash precedes nagi’s plunge. he emerges quickly, a look of shock that you rarely have the opportunity to see painted on his face. his brown eyes are wide behind the wet, white hair sticking to his face and his mouth hangs open in disbelief. he looks like a drenched kitten. you laugh behind your hand at his reaction before closing the small gap between the two of you.
“you’re crazy,” nagi says, pushing his hair back so that he can see clearly. it finally stays, though, a few pieces stick up haphazardly. the sight only makes you smile more.
your hands come to sit on his hips, fingers fiddling with the elastic waistband of his trunks. you try to wipe the smile from your face but it lingers with your next words. “sorry. desperate times, desperate measures.”
nagi clicks his tongue but the annoyance usually associated with the action isn’t there—he can’t be upset when it’s you. what’s there to be bothered about if it means being close to you and seeing the smile he fell in love with?
a gust of wind makes him shiver and draws the single complaint he can muster up from his lips. “it’s freezing.”
ever so dramatic. although, you do feel a bit guilty considering you dragged him in so suddenly. he’s shuddering in your loose hold. it’ll only take a couple of minutes before he’s adjusted to the cool water but there’s no harm in speeding the process up and what you have in mind should be rather enjoyable for the both of you.
you clasp your hands at the back of his neck, beads of water dripping down nagi’s shoulders and chest before disappearing into the mass once again. this close and under the summer sun, you can see the sparse dusting of freckles tinting the bridge of his nose. you bump the tip of your nose against his, peering up at him through your eyelashes. “my poor baby. want a kiss to warm you up?”
nagi visibly perks up at your suggestion and nods, hands moving through the water to find a home on your waist. his thumbs brush your sides before he dips his head down to capture your lips in a kiss.
as though your lips are sweeter than candy, nagi moans into your mouth, tenderly squeezing your midsection as he drinks you in. it heats him up from the inside out, his skin warming with each second your soft lips are pressed against his. he’d kiss you forever if he could but he has to pull away to take a breath—what a pain.
“all better?” you inquire, letting your fingers run through his slowly drying hair.
“i think i need another one.” his hands slide down from your waist, over your hips, and to the back of your thighs. with a firm grip, he hoists you up. the unexpected motion elicits a surprised squeal from you but you easily wrap your legs around him as you’re sure he intended. he tips his head up to meet your eye, a sparkle of need glimmering in his own. “or maybe two.”
a grin tugs at your lips. “take all you need.”
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