lolkency

[lolkency]

Secret(Shh)

⋮ you unexpectedly see your former ta at a house party

❥ nerdmin x reader

cw: oral sex, fingering, squirting, sexual intercourse, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, (kinda) rough

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠...

RANDOM PARTY

The buzz from the pre-game shots spread through your veins, as you and your friend Sasha walked up the stairs to a random party. She'd begged you to go as soon as she learned about it through her friend Connie.

She knew you never turned down a party, it was the only way to distract yourself from the hellish life of being a pre-med student.

Apparently it was thrown by some guy named Eren, whoever he was, he was loaded. The all white mansion's lights shined bright in the night.

"Nice house" you admired, still walking up the never ending stairs.

"Yeah, his family's loaded, his dad's a really big surgeon around here" Sasha replied.

"Mhm maybe I could shadow him...you think I could get an internsh-"

"Ah ah, no nerdy talk right now" Sasha shushed you, as you finally made it to the front door.

You thought maybe there'd be some sort of security because of the scale of the party, and it being in such a wealthy neighborhood, but Sasha just walked right in, and you followed.

The crowd was massive, everyone practically bumping shoulders...or other parts.  You couldn't help but admire the chandeliers above you, the lights changed colors along with the beat of the music.

Taking your attention away from the pretty lights, you caught the eyes of a familiar blonde. His blue eyes glowed in the now purple lights, glasses framing his face. He wore a dark green t-shirt, and a multi-colored flannel, with jeans.

Before you could wave, nod, or give him any type of acknowledgment, you were pulled in the opposite direction.

"C'mon I wanna see what they have to drink" she shouted over the music. You just nodded, still being tugged toward the kitchen. Once you were there, Sasha fixed you and her cups of punch.

You however, were still thinking about the blonde. He was your Biochem TA from last semester. You'd always thought he was sweet and kinda hot in a sorta nerdy way. You felt there was a bit of tension between you, but you never acted on it.

He even had one on one tutoring sessions with you before your exams. If it weren't for him you doubt you would've passed with an "A".

You wondered if he even remembered your name, he probably had so many other things to worry about.

Sasha handed you your drink, "Y/n?"

"Hmm" you finally snapped out of your thoughts, grabbing the red solo cup.

"Did you hear anything I said" she sighed, taking a sip of her punch.

"No, sorry. What did you say?" you shook your head, sipping the red concoction. It was actually pretty good, a bit sweeter than you'd like, but good.

"I saidddd, Nic is here!" She exclaimed. Nic being her crush of a few months, who you're sure that everybody knows likes her, but her.

"What? How?" You questioned.

"I sent him a snap of me at the party to make him a bit jealous, but then he snapped me back saying he was here too and asked if I wanted to hang" she could barely contain her excitement.

"So you're leaving me for your crush?" You playfully pouted.

"No of course not, you can come too" she smiled, not seeing anything wrong with you intruding.

"Ugh no Sash, I don't think Nic wants to hang with me. I think he wants one on one time with you, ya know?" You chuckled.

"No...he doesn't think of me in th- wait really?"

"Yeah Sash I'm pretty sure he likes you back, like 99.999% sure"

"Okay I'm going, you sure you'll be okay?" She looked up at you, concern in her brown eyes, oh how you loved her.

"Yes, I promise. I'll find something...or someone to do" you laughed, half joking.

"Alright wish me luck" she kissed your cheek and then she was off in another direction.

You decided to walk back towards the heart of the party. Scanning the crowd, your eyes moved towards the area of the familiar face, only to see he was gone.

"Looking for someone?" A voice questioned, close beside you. You instinctively jumped, turning to see Armin Arlert, your former Biochem TA.

Although the air was filled with weed and liquor, you were still able to get a whiff of his citrusy cologne. Well, you'd found him, or rather he'd found you.

"Yeah, I was looking for you actually. You're the only familiar face I've seen and my friend just ditched me" you sipped more of the sugary drink.

Armin only hummed in response, nodding over to his former spot in a corner. You nodded, following him through the crowd.

"So, you still a TA for Professor Hange?" You shouted above the music.

"Yep, not the same as last semester though" he replied, finally making it to the corner, where the music wasn't as loud.

"How so?" You questioned.

"The students don't ask for my help, I kinda feel useless" he let out a soft chuckle.

"You know I kinda missed you, you actually seemed like you wanted to learn". He smiled over at you, his pretty eyes meeting yours.

You took another drink of punch before responding."Really? You missed me?" You laughed. He only responded with a head nod, licking his lips, unintentionally giving you get a glimpse of his tongue ring. That god damn tongue ring.

"I missed you too" you blurted out, a smirk formed against his lips.

"Yeah?" He moved closer to you, his cologne was intoxicating.

"Yeah" you responded, with an innocent smile.

"There's no other TA like you" you added, finishing the cup of punch which you're pretty sure was 80% sugar, but you still felt a slight buzz.

Armin's cheeks burned red, and you couldn't tell if it was from the alcohol in his red solo cup or your comment, but you hoped it was the latter.

"You know, I kinda thought you didn't remember me" you continued.

"Who could forget such a pretty face" Armin's eyes flickered up at yours then to his drink, taking another sip.

"Am I just a pretty face?" You teased, moving even closer, face to face.

"No, you're smart and passionate about your future, it's admirable" he smiled at you, genuinely.

You didn't know if it was the punch or the way he was complimenting you, but you felt like you had a chance, and you took it.

"I've always thought you were cute"

"Cute? Just cute?" He asked, his mouth twitched into a smirk.

"And smar-" Armin's free hand grabbed your face, pulling you into an abrupt kiss. His lips were soft and sweet from the punch.

The kiss was quick, but you could still feel his warm lips pressed against yours once he pulled back.

"Thanks, but I'm not just cute" he smiled, his hands left your face, and back into his pockets.

"How so?" You teased.

"Let me show you"

The next thing you knew, you were upstairs in a random bathroom.

Armin locked the door, pushing you against it, connecting your lips again. He held your face in one hand, while holding your hip with the other. This kiss was rougher, less calculated, more frantic.

Feeling his tongue push against your lips, you let it slip in. The silver ball you'd fantasized about in class, was now in your mouth, and you couldn't help but moan at the thought.

Armin broke the kiss a string of saliva moved with him, still connected to your lips. He smirked down at you before grabbing the ends of your tank and lifting it over your head.

You quickly discarded your bra, your nipples hardened from the cool air of the bathroom. "Fuck, they're even better than I imagined" Armin drooled at the sight of your breast, you took it he was a boob guy.

His lips attached to one of your nipples, playfully flicking his tongue before sucking it. You let out a soft moan, grabbing his head, fingers running through his hair.

His other hand moved to play with your other breast, pinching and grabbing it, until it stung. The slight pain went straight to your cunt, begging for attention.

His teeth bit down on the sensitive skin and you swore you could see stars. You moaned out, grabbing his hair and pulling him up to look at you.

"You're a little freak aren't you" you teased, before grabbing the back of his neck, pulling him into another kiss. You moved from the door, sitting on the sink. Your legs spread, letting Armin in between, both his hands laid on your thighs.

Your hands moved from his neck, back to his soft hair, tugging it a bit, when he bites down on your bottom lip. He pulled back from the kiss, out of breath.

"I like to be in control" he looked at your sternly, glasses at the slope of his nose.

"Then take control" you wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him closer, his clothed erection against your clothed cunt. There were too many barriers between you at the moment.

He let out a chuckle, before giving your thighs a light squeeze to let go of his waist. He moved away from you and over the toilet, placing his glasses on the seat.

Then his flannel and shirt were off, and you couldn't help but admire his body. Holy sleeper build.

Once he's in front of you again, your hands immediately attach to his chest, his heart was racing, and for some reason you felt your pussy pulse because of it.

His hands moved to lift your skirt, sliding your black panties off. He balled the thin fabric, before placing them in your mouth with a smirk. "Shh" he lifted a finger to his mouth.

Then he was on his knees, between your legs. "You know, it may be perverted to say, but I've imagined what you'd taste like" his breathe shuddered against your cunt. He was such a freak, and you loved it.

Armin wrapped his arms around your legs and pulled you closer to the edge of the counter. Without warning, he dipped his tongue into your heat, down to your hole lapping up your slick and moving to your clit.

His tongue moved in circles against the sensitive bud, the metal ball adding a new element of pleasure. He slurped and sucked your clit just as hungrily as he'd done your breasts.

You moaned into your panties, moving your head back against the mirror. His fingers dug into your thighs, as his tongue dipped into your hole, swirling around before slurping your arousal.

He took a hand from your thigh, taking his ring and middle finger into his mouth and interning them into your cunt. "Mmm" you moaned, muffled by the fabric.

"You're so wet" he smiled up at you innocently, so much that it gave you whiplash. How could he look like that but do things li-

His lips attached to your clit again, as his fingers eagerly pumped inside you with a slight curve, hitting your sweet spot.

"Mmm mm" you pleaded, wanting to announce you were close, your hands grabbed a hold of his hair, pressing him further onto your cunt.

Armin continued his pursuit against your pussy, never letting up. He sucked your clit so hard you swore the stars were back, and with another pump of his fingers hitting that spot, you came undone.

Pleasure ran through your veins, the pressure in your abdomen releasing, you squirted against Armin's fingers. Your arousal and liquids all over his face, but he continued pumping into you.

"Mmm mm mm" you wanted to cry out from the pleasure and overstimulation, but Armin continued attempting to get another orgasm out of you.

He groaned against your clit, before lifting his head to look at you, "cmon you can do it again, I know it" he coached you.

"Just lift your hips a bit"

You nodded, moving your hands from his hair to the marble bathroom counter, slightly lifting your hips, arms trembling.

"Good girl" he smirked, still pumping his fingers into you, he spat against your clit before adding pressure with his thumb.

Armin watched your face the entire time, your second orgasm slowly built and he knew the moment your cunt clenched around his fingers you were almost there.

With his fingers bruising your cunt, you came undone again. Tears left your eyes, as you squeeze them shut, coming down from the high. Your hips jerked against his hands and Armin finally removed his fingers, giving your clit a soft peck.

He raised from his knees, taking the panties from you mouth. You let out a sigh, catching your breath, your body slumped on top of the counter.

A smirk formed across his lips, sticking his fingers into your mouth and you sucked them clean. Armin brought you into a quick kiss, unbuttoning his pants.

His jeans and underwear dropped to floor and the only thing left was his painfully erect dick. It was...pretty, just like him. You couldn't stop yourself from smiling.

"Stand up and turn around" Armin ordered, and your smile immediately faded, you didn't even know if you could stand anymore.

"You can do it" he added, his blue eyes softened.

You nodded, slowly getting off the counter, your legs took a second to readjust, but you were good...for now.

Turning around, you placed your hands against the marble counter. Armin's hands grabbed your ass, kneading it before aligning himself with your cunt.

"Ready?" He asked.

"Mmhm" you replied, looking back at him over your shoulder.

Armin slid himself inside you, and you finally felt whole. You let out a small whimper, which gained a slight moan from Armin.

A hand slapped your ass, forcing another whimper out of you, the pain hurt so good. Armin's strokes started off slow, but it wasn't long before his pace quickened, his hips snipping against you.

Each stroke, hitting your already bruised cervix. He looked down at himself moving in and out of your cunt. You swallowed him whole, taking him so well.

Your cunt dripped with your arousal, and he was proud to say he'd made you this way. You had gotten wet just for him. "Mmhm" he moaned, lifting a hand and slapping your ass again.

You looked up at the mirror, dried mascara streaks against your skin. You looked fucked out, but you could go for another orgasm, and he for sure gonna give it to you.

Armin increased his speed, pounding into you over and over. Your hands gripped against the counter, close to your release.

"Fuck Armin" you cried out, your legs trembling from his pursuit. He abruptly pulled out of you, turning you around and picking you up. To be honest, you hadn't thought he could lift you, but he did so effortlessly.

You instinctively wrapped your legs around him, as he pushed you back down onto his length. Pushing your back against the door, Armin began pumping into you again. With his face in the crook of your neck, he moaned, fingers digging into your thighs, he was close.

His hips snapped into you, coaxing your orgasm. You tightened your legs around his waist, wanting no space between you. Your hands moved to his hair again, giving it a slight tug.

Your hips bucked against his, "Mmhm Armin" you cried out, your third orgasm washed over you. New tears fell down your face, as you sobbed from the pleasure.

Armin groaned against your neck, "fuck I'm gonna cum." His strokes became staggered, sinking his teeth into your shoulder, as he came inside you, his warm seed coating your insides. He pumped into you a few more times, coming down from his high.

Armin caught his breath, slowly placing you to your feet, giving your forehead a soft peck.

✎ i promise he gave after care(i mean it’s armin we’re talking abt)

sorry for any grammar/spelling errors, i’ll fix em when i have the time<3

- ciara💻

[lolkency]

[lolkency]

Homecoming🏈

⋮ you and your boyfriend sneak off into the parking garage at your uni’s homecoming game

❥ gojo x reader

cw: fingering, choking, sexual intercourse, public indecency

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .

KAISEN UNIVERSITY

The sun had set and it was finally cooling down a bit. You, your boyfriend Gojo, and friends Geto and Shoko sat in the student section of your university’s homecoming game. Your other classmate Nanami was also tagging along with you, but he had gone to get hotdogs.

Although your eyes were on the game, you could feel your boyfriend growing antsy beside you. You sighed and turned to him,

"What is it Toru?" You blinked up at him. His lips were turned into a mischievous smirk, and that could only mean trouble.

He whispered down into your ear "You look so good right now in those shorts, I wanna rip 'em off of you...now".

With the loud rambunctious sounds of the stadium, you barely made out his whispers, but you could use your context clues. "Now?" you questioned.

He nodded, using his puppy dog eyes, a vibrant blue.

'Need...you...now’ he mouthed with a pout.

"What about Ieiri and Suguru or Kento when he comes back? We can't just leave the game to fuck" you frustratingly whispered. Gojo rolled his eyes and pointed over at Shoko and Geto on the other side of you. They were in their own world.

"C'mon let's just shake on it, if our team wins you give me 50 bucks, if they don't...I'll pay you" Shoko negotiated.

"No, I don't care who wins, besides our team ALWAYS wins. Why would I do that to myself” Geto retorted with an eye roll.

You looked back over to Satoru, "What about Kento? He's getting us hotdogs, I'm kinda hungry" you questioned.

"Baby, please" he whined, looking down at his light wash jeans, a tint slowly formed.

"Oh my God, you're such a horn ball" you secretly loved it, you just liked to hear him beg.

"Please" his bright blue eyes glistened in the moonlight. How could you say no to that?

"Okay, but I wanna at least stop for a water, I need something on my stomach." You rolled your eyes.

"I can think of something to put in your st-" your hand grabbed his crotch before he could finish his sentence.

"Shush" you took your hand away and turned to your two bickering friends.

"Guys, me and Toru are gonna go get us some water. I know the lines are long though, since Kento still hasn't come back, so it might take a while, but we'll be back" you cheesed, hoping your over explanation didn't allude to your lie.

"What if I raised the price?" Shoko questioned.

"That doesn't even make sense, it would be better if you low- you know what..."

You turned to Gojo, "they're not even listening" you shrugged.

"Let's go before I change my mind" you sighed, even though your panties soaked at the thought of fucking your boyfriend in public.

Getting up from your seats, Gojo pushed you in front of him, to hide his erection, but you knew it was also because he was a little horn ball and wanted some friction against him.

By the time you made it out of the bleachers, through crowds of people and saw the line for the water, you decided to just head straight to the parking garage.

"You know this is insane, right" you looked over at your boyfriend, a big grin plastered on his face. He had moved beside you, since he no longer had to hide himself, in fact he was on full display.

"I don't see anything wrong with this" he shrugged.

"Yeah yeah, get your keys out to find the car" you ordered, getting antsy yourself.

He pulled his keys from his jeans, a beeping sound and light flicker signaled you to the car.

He had parked at the very top of the garage, the moonlight reflected off of his dark blue Mercedes Benz .

Gojo opened the door for you, and walked to the other side, before you both slipped into the back seat.

His lips immediately smashed into yours. You kissed him back, creating a steady rhythm between you. His tongue darted out, gaining access to explore your mouth.

He cupped your face with both his hands, soft against your skin in contrast to his rough and urgent kisses.

Your hands moved to palm him in his jeans, a whimper escaped him, against your lips. You smiled into the kiss, sucking his bottom lip before biting it, granting you another whimper, quieter than before.

You held the tent in his pants tighter, his hands moved from your face, down to the sides of your body.

Once he reached the bottom of your shirt, he broke the kiss, pulling it over your head and tossing it to the front. His lips curved into a smirk, as he looked down at your bare chest, you weren't wearing a bra.

The hem of his shirt was in your hands in seconds, pulling it over his head. His chiseled yet lean upper body on display. You could even see a slight tan line on his arms from sitting in the sun earlier.

Gojo reconnected the kiss, using both hands to undo your shorts, sliding them down your legs along with your panties and tossing them to the front.

His ring and middle fingers attached to your lips, dipping down into your cunt to capture your essence, spreading you open.

"You're such a liar, acting like you didn't wanna fuck me too" he teased through his kisses, as his fingers slid up to your clit.

When you didn't give him a response, he pressed down harder onto the sensitive bud, slowly moving in a circular motion. Gojo broke the kiss to see your face, your eyebrows knitted together, mouth agape, saliva glistening in the moonlight.

"Mmm, yeah so what maybe I was a little horny, but you were desperate" you looked up at him, his fingers still pleasuring you at an excruciatingly slow pace.

"Desperate huh?" He questioned, dipping two fingers inside you.

"Fuck" you grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him into another kiss.

Your mouths reconnected, teeth bumping together. Gojo's digits sunk deeper inside you, moving in a beckoning motion.

He took in the moans you poured into his mouth, a smirk forming in the kiss. You hated when he proved you right, but you were too horny to be stubborn.

The pace of his fingers gradually increased, coaxing you towards your orgasm. His kisses were feverishly rough.

"Mmm" you moaned into his mouth, he let out a groan in response. Lifting from the kiss once again, his pretty blue eyes stared back at you.

"Come on cum for me" he pleaded, quickening his pace, sounds of your pleasure filled the vehicle. The tips of his fingers repeatedly pressed against your sweet spot.

He sensed you were almost there, he loved the way you looked , unraveled for him. Gojo rubbed his thumb against your clit, moving in swift circular motions, whilst pumping your insides.

The palms of your hands rested on the seat, as your hips moved on their own, bucking against his fingers for more pleasure.

"Baby I'm gonna c-" you arched your back, pushing yourself further onto his hand, as your climax washed over you. He slowly fingered you down from your high, your hips jerking from the overstimulation.

Once his fingers slipped out, your juices spilled onto the leather seats, he took his hand into his mouth, lapping at it like a puppy, eyes never leaving yours.

Your hands hastily moved to his jeans, unbuckling them, and slipping into his underwear to release him. His tip dripped with precum, brushing it with your thumb, you felt him twitch with anticipation.

"Please" he whispered, he was always so demanding until it came to himself being pleasure, he became a whiny mess, and oh how you loved it.

"Hmm? I couldn't hear you" you smiled up at him, his piercing eyes begging you to fuck him.

"Please baby please" he whined, moving a hand to cup your face, bringing you into a quick kiss. You sighed, you couldn't tease him much longer.

"Scoot over so I can sit on it" you ordered.

Gojo slid his body towards the middle of the backseat, as much as he could comfortably, settling into a manspread.

As soon as he was positioned, you pulled his pants as far as they could down his legs. You slipped your shoes off and threw a leg over him, your heat right above his tip.

Your lips pressed against his, giving him a quick peck and a smile before slowly entering the tip. He let out a soft 'fuck' and immediately moved his hands to your hips, pushing you further onto him.

His eyes darkened with need, lifting and slamming you back onto him. Up and down, up and down, his pace, tantalizingly slow.

You took his hands and placed them onto your breasts. Gojo increased the pace, his dick sliding in and out of you, each time hitting your cervix.

Your nipples hardened at the stimulation, as he kneaded both of your breasts.

“Fuck you don’t know what you do to me baby” he sighed, taking one of your breasts into his mouth. You kept your pace on top of him as his tongue swirled around your areola, sucking on your hardened nipple, before releasing it with a ‘pop’,

“Mmmh” you moaned, grabbing his jaw to get a better view of his pretty face. He stared at you through his long white lashes, his face red and flushed. You bent your head down, giving him a small peck, and grabbed both of his hands to hold your hips again.

“Use me Satoru” you ordered. Gojo lifted you off of him just to slam you back down, jerking his hip up to me you half way. The sounds of your skin colliding, spread throughout the car, and maybe even throughout the top of the garage, but at this point you didn’t care.

The tip of his dick bruised your cervix with each contact, your eyes never left his. Gojo’s pace gradually increased, to the point you felt the car shaking, the knot in your stomach unraveling again.

“Fuck baby” you cried, tears filling your eyes, he thought you were so beautiful like that, disheveled and whiny.

“Mmm” he moaned, you could tell he was close too, his grip around your hips tightened, fingers digging into your skin.

With your hands holding his shoulders for stability, you dug your nails into him, your climax was so close. Gojo lifted his hip from the seat again, pounding into your cunt, before a wave of pleasure washed over you.

He continued his relentless pursuit, using your hole like pocket pussy. His whimpers were music to your ears, words barely coherent, “choke me baby please” he whined.

You took your hands from his shoulders, your only means of balance and delicately wrapped them around his neck, thumbs pressing onto his larynx.

“Harder” his voice slightly audible, his soft blue eyes pleaded. Your mind was all over the place still in a daze from your climax, and the repetitive overstimulation in your cunt.

You nodded, pressing harder onto his throat, until you felt his length twitch inside you, releasing his seed into your hole. You squeezed yourself around him, soaking it all up, tears ran down his cheeks.

Taking your hands from his throat, you bent down to kiss his lips and salty face. You always felt bad for choking him after, even though he’d beg for it.

Rubbing his throat with your thumb, you hoped it wouldn’t bruise too quickly or else your friends would know what you’d been up to.

“I love you baby” your boyfriend croaked, voice hoarse.

“I love you more, Toru” you smiled.

✎ enjoy this bc this will be the last car scene i ever write, my brain was in shambles drafting this omg.

also legends say nanami is still in line getting hotdogs

sorry for any typos i’ll fix em when i get the time, hope you liked my mediocre writing<3

-ciara💻

[lolkency]

XO❣️

┊your boss mr. nanami asks you to stay at work overtime on valentine’s day

❥ nanami x reader

cw: vaginal fingering, sexual intercourse, praising, forbidden work romance

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .

JUJUTSU TECH INC.

You sat at your desk constantly checking the time on your computer, it was around an hour until it was time to clock out.

Working at one of the largest cyber security companies would be interesting if you actually did any work.

You were the assistant to CEO Kento Nanami, who was appointed the position when the old CEO passed.

Apparently he was one of his best workers, which made him the company's youngest CEO ever at 27, not that you kept up with stuff like that...

As his assistant, you didn't really do much, just answered calls, ran errands, and played solitaire on your computer when there was nothing to do. The only time your job was interesting was when Mr. Nanami went to meetings, since he always asked you to accompany him, even though you didn't do much at them.

Your friends often liked to joke that you were just eye candy for Mr. Nanami, and you would think that too, if he ever looked at you.

Although Mr. Nanami was a nice boss to everyone at the company, he for some reason rarely ever looked you in the eyes, and when he did it was only for a brief moment.

When you went into his office, he was always looking at anything but you, and when he did look up, he avoided your eyes.

So, he couldn't be keeping you around as eye candy, if he didn't even look AT you.

It wasn't like this was something you pondered about often, keeping you awake at night...nope you couldn't care less if your boss liked you or not.

*RINGGGG*

You snapped out of your daze, picking up the phone. "Hello Jujutsu Tech, how may I help you?" you answered with your corporate voice.

"Y/n" Mr.Nanami spoke on the other end.

"Sir?"

"Come to my office, please"

"Yes s-" he hung up before you could finish your response. He was very blunt with his calls, always getting straight to the point. You wondered what he could want, maybe he had some papers for you to run to Satoru again before you left.

You let out a sigh, and walked to his office, which was adjacent to yours. You gave his door a few knocks, waiting for a response.

"Come in y/n" his voice muffled behind the door.

"How do you know it’s me every time" you questioned, entering the office, closing the door behind you.

"You're the only one I called to my office" he replied matter of factly, his eyes on his computer.

"Oh duh" you let out a dry chuckle...tough crowd.

What you didn't know was that Nanami had memorized the sound of your heels on the epoxy flooring, he knew you were coming even before you knocked on his door. He liked to tell himself it was because you had to come into his office so often that he remembered your walking pattern.

"So, what did you need me to do?" You asked, smiling down at him, not that he could see it, his attention still on his screen.

"I just wanted to inform you that I'll need you to stay for a few hours longer tonight. I need to redo parts of the presentation before the meeting tomorrow" he sighed, bringing a hand to rub his eyes under his glasses.

He seemed tired, overworked. Mr. Nanami was the type of boss to do the work himself, he didn't like to burden the other workers with his job. Well, except for you, but even then you never really did much, but he'd never asked you to work overtime.

"Um Mr. Nanami, you do know it's Valentines Day, right?" You asked, hoping he would consider your personal life. Even though you didn't have serious plans, you didn't want to sit in the office for hours until he was finished. You doubted you would be any help anyways.

"Oh that must've slipped my mind, did you have any plans?” He asked, his eyes directed at the papers on his desk now.

"No, bu-"

"Good, then you can stay. You'll be paid for the extra time spent" he smiled, shifting through the papers.

"That's not the point, I don't care about the pay, it's the principle. And I doubt you even need me anyways" you retorted, crossing your arms over your chest.

"Y/n" he looked up at you, his eyes still not reaching yours, they were pointed towards your...chest.

"Sir?", the word barely escaping your lips.

"I need you...here" his eyes flickered up at yours above his glasses, before looking back at the documents. Well you couldn't say no to that. Now you were glad he barely looked you in the eye, he was very persuasive, or maybe it was the tone of his voice, almost pleading.

‘Or maybe it was because he was your boss and you needed to get a fucking grip’ you thought to yourself.

You cleared your throat, "yes of course, sorry sir. I'll be in my office if you need me" you turned to leave. Behind you, Nanami finally looked up again. His eyes roamed over your body, the way your dark gray pencil skirt road up your thighs as you walked, and how if he squinted he could see your red bra under your white button down.

Back in your office, you watched the clock again, it had been over an hour since everyone left. You sat at your desk playing with one of the fidget toys you stole from Ieiri.

Your fellow coworkers were probably off on dates, or getting wasted, which to be honest if you weren't at work you wouldn't be doing either of those things.

You had planned on binging romcoms and eating ice cream and not in a 'I'm so sad I don't have a partner' way but a 'why the hell not' way.

But you wouldn't be able to do any of that since you were cooped up in your office for god knows how long. All because Mr. Nanami "needed you" for whatever reason.

Maybe you could watch at least one movie before you went to bed, if this didn't take all night.

It had now been three hours since everyone went home, meaning it was eight o' fucking clock. And just as you thought, Mr. Nanami didn't need you because he hadn't ca-

*RINGGGG*

Speak of the devil and he shall appear or in your case, think of Mr. Nanami and he shall call. It was like he was reading your mind.

"Yes Mr. Nanami", you answered, a tad bit annoyed. You knew it was him, there were no other calls coming through at this time of night.

"Come to my office" he ordered, hanging up after.

You got up from your desk, straightening your skirt, it had wrinkled from sitting with your legs up in your chair. Slipping your heels back on, you walked in without knocking.

You were met with the same view as before, except you noticed he had loosened his tie a bit, part of his neck you'd never seen, peeked out at you. His muscles bulged out of his blue button down. 'Get a grip you're acting like a victorian man seeing a woman's ankle for the first time'.

"What is it that you needed me for, Mr. Nanami?" you broke the silence, since it seemed he was waiting on you to speak first.

"I need you to replace these copies with the ones you gave to Satoru this morning" he nudged the papers to the edge of his desk.

"Yes sir, anything else?" you asked, grabbing the copies.

"Come back to my office once you're done" he ran a hand through his golden hair before returning it back to his keyboard. You nodded, even though you didn't think he'd see it.

You left his office, walking down the hall to the cubicles Satoru worked in. He was one of the company’s best workers, and he didn't let you forget. His cockiness and care free attitude was a bit much at first, but you'd come to love bringing him papers, since it meant you had something to do.

Arriving at his desk, you knew it was his by the framed picture of him and a dark haired man on the beach. You’d asked about it once, but he shooed you off, seemed to be something he wasn't into talking about.

The papers from the morning sat on his desk, you replaced them with the new copies.

You stopped by your office to shred the old documents and headed back to Mr. Nanami, your heels clacking on the floor with each step.

Back at his office, you walked in to a chair sitting directly in front of his desk, which hadn't been there before.

"What's with the chair?" You questioned.

"It's for you, there's no point in coming back and forth when I need you." he explained, his eyes on the chair.

"Makes sense" no it didn't but you were just ready to go home. You closed the door behind you, a force of habit, and sat in the chair directly across from him.

You sat in silence as he typed away, his slender fingers swiftly moving across his keyboard. He cracked his knuckles, using his thumb, he'd been at this for hours.

"Mr. Nanami?" you spoke, a newfound confidence coming over you or maybe it was just because you were bored out of your mind.

"Yes?" he sighed, not in an agitated way, but an almost appreciative or satisfied one.

"Why am I the only one you asked to call you Mr. Nanami? All of the other workers just call you Kento, and you never seem to have a problem with it" you questioned, sitting up in the chair, both hands on your lap. You'd always wondered why, but never saw a time fit to ask.

"Because you're my assistant and...do you wanna know the truth?" his eyes were locked on your lap.

"Yes?" your response coming out more as a question. He sighed, before glancing up at your mouth.

"It's because I like the way it sounds on your lips" he averted his gaze back to his computer, starting his typing again.

"Oh..." How else were you supposed to respond to that, but the thing was you felt a hint of satisfaction from his confession, like you’d done something right. He was appreciative of something you’d done.

"Can you talk to me more, while I work" he asked, eyes on his screen.

"Uh sure...about what?" you crossed your legs, telling yourself it was to get comfortable, and not because your hot boss just admitted he liked the sound of his name on your lips. No it definitely wasn't because of that.

"You..." he responded, you hated talking about yourself, but it beat sitting in silence.

"Okay...well I'm 21, but you probably already knew that since you're the one who hired me" you let out a shacky laugh.

"Anyways, I graduated in 3 years instead of 4 because according to my friends 'I don't have a life’. I majored in business and the only reason I applied for this job was to get money until I figured out what I wanted to do." you looked up at him for some sort of reasurance, his lips were turned up in a slight smile.

"Go on" he promted you.

"Well the listing on indeed for this position was only like 30k a year, which is like not the best but as I said I just needed a bit of cash to keep me up post grad. But then it raised to 80k once I was hired, which was better than the entry level jobs I would've gotten with my Bachelors. To be honest at first I thought it was a mistake, but I asked about it and it was true, the position's salary miracuously raised over 2x's more than it was before. Which I still don't understand why I am being paid so much when I don't do mu-"

"Y/n" Mr. Nanami called, his eyes directly on you.

"Yes?" Your eyes met his, it looked like he was in pain almost.

"Come here" he commanded, his voice hoarse.

You were confused, but assumed he wanted to show you something on his computer, or maybe he had something he wanted you to take to Satoru's desk again.

Raising from the chair and straightening your skirt again, you walked over to his side of the desk.

"Sit on my desk" he whispered.

"I'm sorry what?" You must've heard him wrong.

"Sit...please" he pleaded, his hazel eyes staring over his glasses.

"Okay..." you sat on the wooden desk, beside his chair. You squeezed your legs together, attempting not to flash him your panties.

Nanami rose from his seat, walking over to you, caging you in. He stared at you for a second, your expression was beautiful, your eyebrows knitted together, looking up at him in confusion. But he shouldn't, he ripped his eyes away from yours, turning away.

"Sorry, what am I doing. I shouldn't h-"

Before he could finish his sentence, you grabbed him by the tie, locking your lips with his. He braced himself, both hands now on either side of you, against the desk.

He instantly kissed you back, a moan escaping his mouth. His lips were soft and plump against yours, as your tongues danced against one another. His hands moved from his desk to your hips, gripping them roughly.

You let go of his tie and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. Your hand cradled his head, fingers intertwining with his hair.

Lifting his head, his eyes locked with yours, his gaze filled with need.

"Are you sure about this? I don't want you to do anything you don't want to" his tone was serious, but the only thing you could think about was how his lips glistened above you.

"I want this" you lifted a hand from his neck, wiping his bottom lip. His mouth closed around your thumb, sucking it before he released it with a trail of saliva.

His hands immediately went to your shirt, unbuttoning it before ripping it off of you.

You shivered at the cold air of the office. He admired his view of you, sitting on his desk in a red laced bra. He moved to take it off and release your breasts, in a frantic motion, he was growing impatient, and so were you.

Once the barrier was gone, he cupped them both, his thumbs rubbing against your sensitive buds, giving them a pinch before taking one in his mouth.

Mr. Nanami suckled on one of your breasts while he fondled the other. "Mmm" he moaned against your skin, his tongue swirling around your areola.

Your hand moved back to his hair, pushing him against chest. "Fuck" you sighed, as he bit down onto your nipple, before planting a kiss on it to ease the pain.

He lifted himself from your breasts, pulling you to the edge of the desk. Attaching his hands to your skirt, he pushed it down your legs, revealing your matching red panties under your mesh stockings.

Nanami's hands dove down your panties, reveling in how wet you were for him. He always knew you felt the same way as he had for you.

From the second he locked eyes on you, he fantasized about this moment.

"So wet for me" he smirked down at you.

Two fingers slipped inside you with no warning.

"Mmm fuck" you cried out, your hands held his shoulders for support.

His fingers pumped into you at an agonizingly slow pace. His thumb moved up to your clit, pressing against it in a circular motion.

Your hips rocked against his hand, aching for more.

"Yes, that's good. Ride my fingers" he ordered, his voice soft.

"Mmm" you moaned, bucking your hips, his fingers hitting your sweet spot.

His pace sped up, eyes never leaving you, glasses now crooked on his face.

You could feel your climax building, and he noticed too. His other hand rose to your hips, pushing you even closer to him.

Your boss stood between your legs as his fingers pumped inside you.

"C’mon cum for me" his forehead connected with yours, watching you as you finished on his fingers. Your hips jerked from the overstimulation, as he continued to pump you through your orgasm.

You had to grab his wrist to stop him, he shook his head coming out of his haze, removing his fingers from you.

Your hands grabbed his tie, pulling it over his head, already loose from earlier.

You unbuttoned his shirt, ripping it off his shoulders. His chiseld body glistened with sweat under the office light. Your hands roamed over his chest, connecting with his nipples, he let out a shacky sigh.

"Get up and turn around" he ordered you.

You hopped down from the desk, kicking off your heels, and did as he ordered. Once your back was to him, he placed his hands on your bare shoulders. He slowly pushed you down, until your breasts were flush against the cold wood of his desk.

Nanami moved his hands down your spine, until they attached with your hips. He pressed his clothed length against your cunt.

Letting out another satisfied sigh, Mr. Nanami kneaded your ass with both of his hands, as his dick rubbed against your back side. The contact sending pleasure to your core, your pussy ached for another release.

You moved your hands back to touch his length, but he immediately swatted it away.

"Ah ah ah, you're being impatient" he cooed, grabbing his tie, you had placed on the desk. He took both of your hands behind your back, and tied them together.

"There, much better" you could feel him step away, no longer feeling the warmth of his body against you.

You strained your neck, attempting to see what he was doing, his pants along with his underwear dropped to the floor. He was long and achingly hard, like he had been that way all day.

He walked back to you, his hands attaching to your ass again, giving it a soft smack.

"I‘ll pay for a new pair" he reassured.

"Wh-" before you could question him. He had ripped your stockings, revealing your damp panties. His fingers hooked around the fabric, moving it to the side.

Nanami lined his length with your entrance.

"You ready" he asked, looking down at you.

"Yes" you pleaded, over your shoulder.

"Yes, what?" His voice stern.

"Yes, sir"

He slipped himself inside, a scream escaped your lips, as his length stretched your hole. His strokes started off slow, just as he had when fingering you. It was like he wanted to savor the moment forever.

Nanami pulled out agonizingly slow, just to harshly pound back into you, the desk rattled with each contact.

"Fuck, do you know how much I've thought about this. Fucking your little cunt until you came" he sighed.

"Ever since you walked into this office, I knew I'd have you eventually...mmh" he let out a loud groan, picking up his pace.

He grabbed your tied hands, pulling you up a bit. Your back arched, pushing you further against him. His tip brushed against your sweet spot, over, and over. You could have sworn he was growing even harder inside you.

Another groan escaped him, his large hand slapped your ass before giving it a tight squeeze.

"Mmm, baby you're so perfect, just like I knew you'd be. You're so obedient, such a good girl" he cooed, bringing you up against him, so that your back...and arms were flush against his chest. His arm wrapped around your midsection to hold you up. The position was slightly uncomfortable but you could care less.

With each praise your pussy begged for more, squeezing your walls around him. He continued his relentless pursuit on your cunt.

The sounds of him pounding into you echoed through out the office, maybe even the entire floor. Nanami's tip bruised your insides, edging your release.

"Fuck I'm gonna cum again" you cried out. He increased his pace even more.

"Cum for me baby" he whispered down in your ear and your body did just that, feeling yourself release around him. "That's my girl, doing so good for me"

Your legs trembled, as Mr. Nanami continued pounding his length into you. Tears streamed down your face from the overstimulation. 

"Mmh, I wanna look in your eyes as I come" he groaned, pulling out of you, untying your hands.

"Lay down on the desk" he ordered and you followed, sitting down on the desk before laying on your back.

Mascara ran down your face, even then you looked so beautiful, maybe even better, Nanami thought.

"Good girl" he praised, before spreading your legs and pushing himself inside you once again. He bent his body down, holding himself up with his hands on either side of you, trusting into your overstimulated cunt.

His hazel eyes, never left yours. You wrapped your legs around him, pushing him deeper inside you. Your hands now free, moved up to cup his face, pulling him into a kiss. It was filled with passion, lust, and longing.

You felt like this was something you'd needed all along, your body craved more. You began bucking your hips up against him, following his pace. Pleasure built up in your core again, you moaned into his mouth. He pulled away, biting your bottom lip, before releasing it, his glasses crooked on his face.

"You're a little freak" he teased, growing harder by your need for a third orgasm, and he was gonna give it to you. Nanami's pace grew even faster, your hips unable to keep up.

He gazed down at you, your eyebrows knitted together just as they had when you were confused. He could tell you were almost there, and so was he.

Nanami sat up, grabbing your hips with both of his hands, his eyes never leaving yours. A third climax washed over you, your legs limply dropped from his waist.

His strokes became sporadic, he wrapped his arms around your thighs, slamming into you one more time, before he came. His cum painted your walls, filling your cunt. You squeezed yourself around his length as much as you could, milking every drop from him, eyes locked on his.

"One more round?" he asked, you let out a dry chuckle under him, but he wasn't joking.

✎ this did nawt come out as good as i wanted, but i really wanted to give you guys something for vday. sorry for any typos i will fix any mistakes when i get the time <3

-ciara💻

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me cooking up the nanami fic i have planned for vday

-ciara💻

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Swan Song 🩰

┆your dance partner and childhood best friend eren gets jealous during practice so he eats you out in the changing rooms

❥ eren x reader

cw: oral sex, vaginal fingering <3

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .

BALLET PRACTICE

You arrived to the dance studio, scanning the people around you, to find your childhood best friend.

A familiar voice called out your name from behind you, it was Eren, who was just arriving to practice. He wore his usual black leggings and a tight black shirt to match. His thigh muscles pulsed with each stride.

"Hey, how was study night?" You asked, a hint of guilt washing over you, since you missed it to go on a date.

“Well you know it wasn't the same without you, so we obviously ended things early" he honked his shoulders.

"Oh my god I swear you guys can't do anything without me, I'm the glue of the group" you sarcastically replied.

Eren rolled his eyes "but seriously, it wasn't the same without that brain of yours", he smirked at his own remark.

"Hm I see what you did there, not funny. Actually it was the most unfunny thing I've heard all morning" you playfully pouted, now walking to your normal stretching spot.

"It's six in the m-"

"Shush" you chuckled, playfully putting your hand over his mouth. "Let's stretch."

You both sat down across from each other, beginning your floor stretches, your legs spread with ease. You hoped your instructor didn't pop in today, since you weren't wearing your leotard. Though she usually expected you to practice without her.

The drive from your date's house was too far to have stopped home, so you opted for the white tank and tights in your car, along with the blush skirt you found in your dance bag.

Eren held his hands out in front of him. You took them, letting him pull you towards him, stretching you out. You stretched down to the floor, your face directly between his legs.

You lifted up and pulled him towards you, his face now between your legs.

Eren had been your best friend since you were assigned to be dance partners for a recital, when you were 5. You bonded so well, that your parents insisted on you both staying partners. Fifteen years later, and you were still dancing together.

"So what happened with you and the mystery dude last night?" He asked, lifting up and moving to his individual stretches.

To others he was a bit too interested in your love life, but you were best friends, you shared everything with each other.

"Uhh where do I even start?" you thought back to the previous night. You gave him every detail of your date, explicit and all, knowing it secretly riled him up.

"Was he good?" he abruptly asked.

"I mean..Of course he was" you shrugged your shoulders, stretching your hands over to your left foot.

"He was a hell of a lot better than I expected him to be when I first met him, you know. Thought I was gonna have to do all the work, I was pleasantly surprised" you added, reminiscing your eventful night.

Eren stood up, stretching his hand out for you to grab it, helping you to your feet.

"He better than me?" his tone darker than before. He pulled you closer to him, beginning your routine.

You braced yourself against him, hands flush against his chest. Guess he wasn't enthusiastic with your words. He wore jealousy so well.

"And if I said he was?" You whispered into his ear, just as he grabbed your hips to lift you into the air. He spun around, holding you above his head.

Swiftly bringing you back down, he briefly let you go, until your bodies intertwined with one another again.

"Then you'd be lying" he scoffed, one of his hands at your hip, as the other glided up your arm, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

You cleared your throat as you both finished up your routine, heading to get a drink of water.

He was right, your date wasn't as good as him, and you didn't think anyone ever would be. But, he only gave you attention when you decided you didn't want him. Eren loved the chase and you...loved being the catch.

You waited until everyone else finished dressing so you could both go into the changing rooms together, like you did most of the time.

In the room, you took off your skirt to change, but noticed Eren hadn't moved to change out of his clothes.

"It just keeps getting bigger by the day...maybe I should help you out with that?" He smirked, grabbing a handful of your ass.

'So it was going to be one of those days' you thought to yourself.

Eren's hands moved down your thighs. "You sure bout this?" You hesitantly asked, knowing the answer. "You know I am " he whispered as he softly bit your ear, before moving down to your neck.

Everyone else should have left by now and you both had around 10 minutes until the next batch of dancers arrived for their session.

Your past sexual experiences with Eren were always at least an hour 'so how the hell would he cum in 10 minutes' you thought to yourself.

"I'm all for a good fuck buddy session, but are you gonna be able to cum in 10 minutes?" You asked, as his tongue continued to lap at your neck, like he always did. His lips latched onto you, teeth sinking into your skin. You let a soft hiss.

"I was gonna ask you the same thing, I'm not tryna cum today, just wanna remind you who's better" Eren slowly got onto his knees, his eyes never leaving yours.

Your hand reached down to caress his cheek beneath you. Leaning into your hold, he grabbed your wrist, kissing the palm of your hand and dropping it at your side.

He didn't even give you a second to think, as he pushed your tights and lace panties down in unison, revealing your wet cunt.

" I'll never get tired of this" he smiled as he began peppering your thigh with kisses. Opening your legs wider to get better access, he left pretty little marks on your inner thighs, marking his territory.

You struggled to compose yourself under his touch with your back against the changing room mirror.

He left trails of kisses up your thighs at an excruciatingly slow pace until he reached your pussy.

"Ready?" He asked, hungrily looking up at you for your answer.

You frantically nodded waiting to be touched by his lips again.

He smiled at your frustration, as he lifted one of your legs, placing it over his broad shoulder. You stumbled a bit, attempting to hold your balance.

His hand wrapped around your thigh, keeping you in place. He opened his mouth, sticking out his tongue, sliding it in between your soaked lips.

Your legs trembled at the contact, as he sucked on your painfully throbbing clit, begging for attention. You let out a sigh, attempting compose yourself against the mirror.

Eren hungrily devoured you. He sucked your throbbing clit, lapping up anything that escaped.

Dipping his tongue inside you, he licked down from your ass, up until he latched back on your clit. He moaned against the sensitive bud, coaxing your hand to grab his hair.

His grip on your thigh grew tighter, his fingers now digging into your skin. "Mmm fuck Eren" you moaned.

You could feel his lips form into a smirk against you, releasing your clit with a 'pop'.

He moved his other hand up to your cunt, two fingers entering you. They moved in a beckoning motion, pressing against your sweet spot.

His lips attached to your pussy once again, lapping at you, hungrily, greedily. Your mind in a haze, you pulled his hair, ripping it from its bun. Eren groaned against you, the vibration sending pleasure through your core.

"Fuck" you moaned, beginning to grind against his face. Your grip on his hair tight, pressing him against you, using him to your advantage.

His fingers continued pumping into you as you fucked his face. "I'm gonna c-" before you could announce your climax, Eren ripped his face away from you, his fingers still knuckles deep inside you.

"Say it, say I'm better" he commanded, glancing up at you, his face flushed, wet with...you.

It was times like this, you wished you had photographic memory, the ability to capture this moment forever. You sighed, attempting to catch your breath.

"Yes, you're better, you always have been, and you always will be. Now pl-"

He swiftly took his fingers out of you, lifting your other leg over his shoulder. Your hands immediately attached to his head for balance.

His tongue swiped between your lips, teasingly, before his lips latched around your clit...again. Your fingers tangled into his hair, digging into his scalp.

Eren lapped at your pussy, pleasure building up once again, coaxing your climax.

Feeling the knot in your stomach, you knew you were going to cum all over your childhood best friend's face . You pushed his head further down into your cunt.

Tightening his hold on your thighs, Eren aggressively sucked and slurped every drop of you.

You let out a cry, feeling that knot unravel, still grinding against his face, coming down from your high. "Nobody like you" you shakily praised him, as he lifted one leg, then the other off his shoulders.

"I know, just needed to remind you" he took his clothes off, changing out of his practice clothes.

You could see that he was rock hard. He noticed you staring "We don't have time right now, you can repay me another time" he smirked, as he finished changing.

You did the same and put on your clothes, noting to shower as soon as you got home.

Ending your session right on time, you heard the next batch of dancers enter the changing rooms. You both finished freshening up before you left out and headed outside.

✎first fic on here kinda nervy lol, hope you enjoyed!

-ciara💻

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