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Pushing Boundaries | Gonana-Nanago [Gojo Satoru / Nanami Kento] | Rated: E | 6.3k

Summary: 

Gojo and Nanami are blessed with an easy mission and take full advantage of it, staying at a luxurious ryokan and seeing the sights. Gojo decides to push some boundaries and propositions Nanami for some extracurricular fun.

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Morning Sunrise (a short gojo x nanami fic)

Morning sunrise. Gojo's worst enemy...

Bright lights irritated Gojo's eyes and made his never-ending headache infinitely worse. Being a special grade jujutsu sorcerer, especially being known as the strongest one, meant Gojo had to keep his technique running 24/7. In high school, constantly keeping his Limitless "on" was mentally and physically exhausting. Even as an adult in his mid 20's, the technique was slowly chipping away at his brain. Gojo would not experience the intense fatigue from his school days, but extended use of Limitless did give him skull-splitting migraines. Sleep was his only break from his brain's constant strain, but even then sleeping did not come easy to him.

"Morning, Nanam-"

Gojo rubbed his eyes and turned to the other side of the bed. Nanami, his partner of nearly two years, was not lying beside him. This wasn't necessarily surprising to him, since Nanami would often wake up at least half an hour before Gojo. Neither of the men were morning people, but Nanami found it impossible to shake his old nine-to-five morning routine from his previous life as a salaryman.

You're allowed to sleep in, you know... Gojo scoffed to himself. He would always tease Nanami for his morning habits and jokingly beg him to stay in bed longer with him. Gojo got out of bed after a few minutes of savoring the warmth of his comforter. It was now time for his morning routine.

Wash your face with cold water, Gojo thought to himself. It'll wake you up... or at least that's what Nanami does. As the freezing water hit his face, Gojo squeezed his eyes shut in discomfort. He exhaled strongly before continuing. "Nanami, why do you torture yourself like this?"

"You get used to the cold," a voice said from outside of the bathroom. Gojo recognized Nanami's voice instantly and turned to where his voice was coming from. The blonde man wasn't wearing his usual tan suit. Instead, he wore a light blue t-shirt and grey sweatpants. He was wearing his work socks though, which made Gojo smile slightly.

"Good morning to you too," Gojo said as Nanami leaned against the doorframe. "Is this the new business casual?"

"I forgot to close the blinds after waking up," Nanami ignored Gojo's teasing. "The sunlight gives you migraines, right? Cold water won't help with that."

Gojo put his hand on his forehead, suddenly becoming more aware of his increasing headache. "You're right," he said, wiping the water off of his face with his shirt. "Do we still have painkille-"

"Take these," Nanami placed a few pills in Gojo's palm, manually opening and closing the platinum-haired man's hand. "I baked muffins. Half of them are chocolate chip, for you and your sweet tooth, and the other half are blueberry."

Gojo smiled and looked Nanami in the eyes. He was speechless, but the look was his way of saying thank you. Nanami understood the gesture, as he covered his mouth with his hand. Gojo knew he was smiling underneath.

"It's Sunday, Satoru," Nanami said as he stood up straight and started to walk out of the bathroom. "Get some extra rest, I'll take care of everything."

As Nanami closed the door behind himself, Gojo held his fist containing the painkillers to his chest. He then turned to look at himself in the mirror and laughed.

And I'm supposed to be your senior.

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hiii i was thinking about cuddling naked with megumi then u go to the restroom to prepare for the day and when u got back in ur shared bed with megumi, he's a whole mess so u help him🥺 btw i love the way u write! i just followed hehe

PLEASE oh my god this is too good (i got SO carried away this was supposed to be a quick drabble)

also thank u thank u i’m blushing

needy megumi drabble

t/w: masturbation (male), oral (male receiving), gn!reader, super ultra needy megumi

normal people have slow, relaxing mornings on the weekends, but for you, those weekends are far and few between. with your boyfriend being a ridiculously dedicated jujutsu sorcerer, it was incredibly rare that the two of you got to sleep in together.

but one of those rare instances was this morning, and the two of you were relishing in the peace, bare skin against bare skin and wrapped in each others arms. megumi lived for this, when it felt like the world stopped spinning and nothing existed except for the two of you in that moment. he loved it and he didn’t wanna ruin it, so he was concentrating embarrassingly hard on subduing his growing erection.

it wasn’t his fault that your smooth skin felt so good on his, one of his hands resting lightly on the slight curve of your hip. you’re the one who suggested the two of you sleep naked last night, so if this was anyone’s fault it was yours.

the final straw was when you stood up to go to the bathroom, insisting that you needed to shower because you felt sticky and gross from last night’s activities. megumi didn’t blame you, after all the two of you had been a sweaty, panting mess last night — and maybe that’s why he felt so guilty for needing more from you already this morning. but watching the roundness of your backside as you walked away sent him spiraling.

the second you closed the bathroom door, his slender fingers were wrapped around the base of his cock, caressing his shaft with an utter need. his teeth were clenched and eyes squeezed shut as he threw back his head — he was still sensitive and sore from last night.

the click of the shower faucet sounded, followed by the patter of water droplets on the shower floor. megumi continued to touch himself, stroking slowly and gently and letting out the quietest whimpers. his second hand was curled into the bedsheets, heavy breaths falling between his needy whines.

he imagined the way the water would be glazing over your body as you showered, small droplets clinging to your skin and sliding down to your fingertips. and he was getting increasingly frustrated too, his hands being too rough for his sensitive state. he wanted your mouth — needed to feel your cheeks puffed out against his cock.

the shower stopped running, and his bit down on his lip, trying to quiet his pitiful noises now that there was no noise to mask them. he paused when you emerged a few minutes later, a towel drapped over your perfect body that he wanted to see so badly.

“you’re still in bed, gumi?” you hummed mindlessly, his sinful acts still hidden underneath the sheets.

“need help,” he mumbled shamefully, his voice tight and whiny as you dug through a drawer of cloths.

you recognized that voice immediately, a small smirk pulling at your lips as you pushed the drawer closed again. you approached the bed, letting the towel fall from you body and crawling under the covers with him once more.

“what do you need help with?” you teased, feeling around and finally securing a grip on his sensitive cock.

he flinched at your touch, his face contorted and desperate, “please”.

you were powerless against megumi when he was all helpless and needy like this — you felt so much pity for him that you had to help. needless to say, you were tucked between his legs in a matter of moments, tip of his dick prodding against the back of your throat as you ignored his tender state.

“ah! i-it’s sensitive!” he whined, bucking his hips against your face and grasping at the silky sheets of your bed.

what was that about feeling pity for him? i guess pity is subjective and only applies to certain aspects of the situation.

you bobbed your head effortlessly, swirling your tongue around the tip every time you pulled up. megumi’s messy moans and needy whimpers just fanned the flames of your desire — making him feel good was encouraging enough in itself but every time he mumbled so good it went right to your head.

in his hyper-sensitive state it didn’t take him long to be teetering on the edge of an orgasm. desperate pleads and the occasional praise slid past his lips as you kept a steady pace, your lips puffy and coated in sticky saliva. opening his eyes and taking one look at your swollen mouth wrapped around his cock was all it took to send him over the edge, his teeth clenching together as he thrusted and bucked his hips into your mouth.

you choked and sputtered as his inconsiderate thrusting pushed strings of semen down the back of your mouth. the walls of your throat defensively constricted against his length, and heavy moans continued to fill your ears as his entire body tensed up.

after the final wave racked through his body he fell limp, relief flooding through his veins. but he was quick to reach out his arms and pull you flat against him, his body warm and sweaty against yours.

“ah, megumi! i’m gonna have to shower again,” you pouted, but a small smile tugged at your lips.

“mmm, no, let’s just stay in bed today,” he murmured, eyes fluttering closed as he held you close in an iron grip.

you rolled your eyes and tucked your head into the crook of his neck, “we could shower together this time?”

now that idea was tempting, and he would absolutely hold you too that in a few minutes — but for now he just wanted to be close to you.

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— unstoppable

now that megumi’s had a taste of you, there’s nothing stopping him from having more.

meal order: 27 (siblings’ friend au) + 1,11,19 (breeding kink, dumbification, dirty talking)

feral megumi x fem! reader

content/warnings: nsfw, breeding kink, dumbification, dirty talking, feral megumi, the breeding kink is MASSIVE, we’re talking about babies here so just tread lightly, unedited fic. megumi is really uh...FERAL, so get your holy water

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Megumi’s large palm covered your mouth, preventing the lewd sounds of your moan to echo around the room. His cock is buried into you to the hilt, your walls spasming around him like crazy while you stare up at him with large eyes.

His eyes are narrowed, teeth sunken into the swell of his lips as he watches his fat cock plunge in and out of your squelching hole. He’s wanted to do this for so long, to finally claim you as his, but it was just so damn impossible to be near you when his older sister never left the room. 

Megumi couldn’t even remember when or how this started. All he knew was that one day his sister brought you home for a sleepover or whatever, and the first thing he noticed was your smile.

You cowered under his sharp gaze when he caught you rummaging the fridge that night while his sister was already sound asleep, and Megumi was half sleepwalking with the same mission as yours. Through his tired daze, his cock immediately hardened at the sight of you bent over as you reached down, ass perked and tits free from a bra.

Before any of you could realize what was happening, Megumi tugged your wrists, dragging you to his room where you were now laying on his bed, legs wide open and begging for him to go harder.

“G-Gumi, please,” you whined, eyes rolling at the back of your head. It was too dirty; Megumi’s grip on your hips kept slipping because of the sweat coating both of your bodies, the loud sound of skin slapping against skin barely muffled under the sheets. “Ha-harder, Gumi, fuck, right there,” your hips snap forwards to meet the harsh thrusts of his cock, his fingers teasing as he rubs your clit.

“Say that again,” Megumi groaned in your ear, nipping at the flesh when your nails gripped at his ass to pull him closer. “Fuck, baby, you feel so good. You’re so fucking tight around me,” at his words, your walls clench around him, aroused that your best friend’s seemingly quiet younger brother had such ability to exude this sexual prowess.

Megumi didn’t miss the way you tighten around him, small gasps hidden through his palm. He laughed at your state, but follows your command anyway.

He moved upward and leaned closer to you, removing his palm from your hand to wipe away the hair plastered on your sweaty skin. “Moan for me,” he demanded, pupils blown wide with lust while his pace slowed down. You’re left gasping and shaking under his arms when Megumi begins a torturous pace of pulling out his cock inch by inch, letting you feel the way the veins on his dick kiss your wet walls before slamming back in one go.

Your breasts bounced at the thrust and your tongue lolls out, gasping for the air he’s deprived you of. Always having been eager to please, you wrapped your legs around his slender waist, moaning as loud as you could. Megumi’s thrusts increased in pace at how good you were for him.

“Fuck,” Megumi planted his palm beside your face, thumb pinching at the tongue that was making a mess all over his pillow. “Look at you, so fucked out. You’re a naughty little girl, aren’t you? I bet you really wanted me to fuck you – walking around with that ass and your tits hanging out. What would you do if my sister finds out?” he latched his teeth into the crook of your shoulder, faltering for a moment when he hits your g-spot and you scream around his cock. “Fuck, baby, you’re not even trying to be quiet. You’re basically begging to be caught, aren’t you?”

You couldn’t answer him. All you could feel is Megumi’s harsh rutting, his cock hitting places deeper than your fingers or any man could. “N-no,” you defended yourself lamely, eyes closed while Megumi squeezes your cheek. “I’m a good girl, ‘Gumi, I’m g-good for you, oh,” you fist the sheets beside you when he hits a certain sensitive spot that has you seeing white.

Megumi growled at your submission, chuckling when he saw how your pussy eagerly sucked him in. “Your pussy looks so pretty wrapped around my cock,” he used two fingers to spread your lips open, sucking in a breath once he saw that his dick was already creamed white. “Such a dirty little girl – but you’re good for me, aren’t you? You’ll always warm my dick, yeah? Such a good fucking girl – I could fuck you all day and ruin your insides until you’re mine.”

Your eyes snapped open at his words, mouth falling open.

“Well?” he questioned, snapping his hips harder when you only clutch at his bicep, panting wordlessly. “Shit,” Megumi snickered, “Have you gone too dumb to answer me, baby? Too fucked out on my cock?” He leant down to suck at your tits, hands coming up to tug at his hair at the overwhelming sensation. “Tell me how good I’m making you feel. Tell me.”

“F-fuck,” was all you ever managed to say, your legs aching and sore from him pushing into you relentlessly. Megumi didn’t let down one bit, only prompting you to voice out your pleasure to please him. “S-so good, Gumi, too much, your cock is too much, fill me up, fill me up, please, I want—”

“You want me to fuck a baby in you?”

You nodded, too lost in your own heaven and hell to even make sense of things anymore. Megumi nipped at your flesh, his cock already twitching inside you. It seemed that both of you had the same thing in mind because Megumi pushes your legs open wider for him, allowing him to hit deeper and his strokes longer than before.

“I’m going to fill you full with my cum, okay?” he rasped into your skin, and you cry around him, cheeks pressed into his pillow that smelled a lot like boy shampoo. “You’re going to make me a dad and you’ll be such a pretty mommy, belly round with my kid and bulging with my cum.”

“Y-yes, Gumi, please, fuck a baby in me,” you drawled out, your arm reached out behind you to grasp at the headboard. The way Megumi snapped his hips to yours had your head and body shoving backwards, the friction against your skin hot and irritating, but you couldn’t care anymore. Your head is empty, thoughts filled with nothing but being such a young mom with Megumi fathering your kids, your pussy soaked in his cum and stomach round with life. “Baby, baby, baby,” your words were incomprehensible, hands running everywhere just to feel him close to you. “Fuck a baby in me, Megumi, come on, do it for me.”

“So fucking precious,” Megumi praised, and you thought – no, you believed – he’d already be satisfied when he stills, his toned abdomen clenching as Megumi groaned, releasing his load inside you.

Like the good girl you were, you spasmed your walls around his twitching dick, fingers fumbling to scoop all the dripping cum back into your body. Megumi didn’t pull out as he kissed you, his hands curling into a fist to grapple at your hair, both of you moaning breathlessly into each other’s mouth.

“So full,” you gasped, wincing slightly at the oversensitivity. “Thank you, Megumi. I-I feel so good, heaven, yes, fuck.”

Megumi laughed at how fucked out you are. But he wasn’t done with you yet, not when he’d already had a taste of what your pussy felt like. He couldn’t erase the image of you walking around with a huge belly mothering his kids, igniting something feral within him. Before you could open your eyes and pull him out, Megumi flipped you over, hands pulling your ass flat on his crotch while your face planted on the pillows.

“Me-Megumi!” you gasped when you felt his dick lining up at your entrance again, his cock still impossibly harder.

“What, baby girl?” he challenged with a sinister undertone as he rubbed the tip of his cock into your flushed, squirming lips. You were so wet that he slid inside easily and you both took a sharp breath; just like him, you were still so ready, ready to be fucked again. “I’m not done with you yet,” his hand came down to push your face onto the neck until you’re struggling to breathe, but it only urged Megumi when the lack of air had your walls suffocating him.

With a dark laugh, Megumi exhaled into your ear, the warm breath sending chills down your spine. “I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk, until you’re so sore and filled with my cum you’re begging me to save you from my misery – and you’ll take it all a good girl. I’m not stopping until I know for sure you’re carrying my child.”

Before you could say anything else, Megumi had already fucked you so hard he got his wish; to see you sprawled on his sheets, drooling and crying all over his pillow, and he remained true to his word.

Megumi didn’t stop until your belly was bulging with his cum.

He’d gone absolutely feral, and he was unstoppable.

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The Dragon - Megumi and Geto

Geto and Megumi are both the black wolves, the yang in their relationship with Gojo and Yuji respectively. However they are also parallels to one another. Both of them represent the black yang, both are deeply emotional people, and both are also partners and secondary to the strongest sorcerer of their generation. Geto who was the part of the strongest duo along with Gojo, and also Megumi who was the one who saved, and continues to protect Itadori even after he swallowed Sukuna’s finger. They also tend to be associated with serpents (Megumi - Oboro the snake, Geto summons a dragon). More under the cut. 

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I’m choked!! He is hot! He is beautiful! His damn poker face is perfect!

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More amazing fan art

Go to @888aima on Twitter scroll down and you will see it all there!

(Non of this is mine I can’t draw for the death of me)

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PUSSY FAIRY

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you finally go back to work today, and you couldn’t be happier. you missed your students and coworkers (all except for gojo) so being back felt like christmas had come early.

“hey l/n,” yuji greeted. “you feeling better?”

you were going to ask how he knew, but you remembered he’s one of gojo’s students. “yea!” you smiled and went in search of gojo who had a class to teach with you.

“kugisaki!” you called, running towards the young girl. “have you seen gojo?”

the young girl shook her head, “did you enjoy your date?” it seemed as if she realized she shouldn’t have said anything because she tried to run.

“tell me what you know and i’ll tell gojo and fushiguro to take you shopping,” you weren’t actually going to do that but she couldn’t know that.

“itadori and gojo spied on you!” she blurted out. “awe man, yuji is going to kill me.”

you let go of her and saw gojo turning the corner. “satoru gojo! you’re a dead man!” you ran as fast as you could until you caught up to him. “are you serious? spying on me like i wouldn’t find out?”

“I wasn’t spying!” he defended himself.

you punched him in the arm, “stop lying! kugisaki told me everything. by the way, just for lying to me, take kugisaki shopping.”

“i don’t have to do anything.” he stepped closer to you. It was kind of scary how calm he was.

“i’ll drag you out myself,” you looked up at him. “if you’re dead, well…”

he pushed you against a wall, arm rested against it so you wouldn’t be able to move. “don’t threaten me, l/n,” he smirked.

you escaped him and nervously laughed. “so…did you go visit yua?”

at first, he was confused but then realized this was the perfect opportunity to make you jealous. “her? yeah, we had fun last night,” he chuckled, waiting to see your reaction.

all you could do is laugh at the man. “you had sex with yua?” your body shook from laughter. “is it that easy to sleep with you?”

“hey! but if you must know, she said i was amazing.” you didn’t understand why you needed that last piece of information, but you couldn’t stop laughing.

“that was fun, now let’s go. we have a class to teach.” she grabbed his wrist and went to the courtyard. when they arrived they saw yuji and kugisaki yelling at each other.

when you heard yuji call her a snitch, you realized what they were arguing about. “this is your fault.” gojo told you.

“who spied on who?” gojo stood silent. It was pretty stupid of him to spy on you but in his defense you make him do stupid things. being around makes him feel like an idiot, he can’t think straight because every thought consists of you.

╭ ◜ ୨୧ ◝ ╮

classes were finally over, and you can finally head home. unfortunately, that meant gojo would come too. “i don’t understand why you can never go straight to your home, do you think we live together?”

“well, i used to sleep here, i eat here, i’ve showered here, sounds like a home to me,”

“well now you have yua, she has a home, go there!” you huffed.  

“can you shut up about yua?” he yelled. “don’t you realize all of that was because i want you? i spied on you yes but, the moment i saw you and him together i couldn’t anymore. i didn’t want to be sleeping with yua i wanted it to be you!”

you stood silent. funny enough, things were different back when you two were third years. before, you were the one who got jealous watching him with other girls but now; you didn’t know. on one hand, you care for satoru, but on the other hand, this is what you’ve wanted since you were sixteen, maybe seventeen.

you couldn’t help but laugh. “seventeen-year-old me would’ve jumped for joy that you’re even giving me attention,” you sat on your bed. “you know what? sure, let’s do it, but there has to be rules.”

“really?” he’s shocked you would even agree.

“no feelings, we’re just hooking up and that’s it. if there’re feelings involved, everything will go south, and it’s just too messy.” you thought for a minute. “you can do whatever you want with yua, but if you’re here, you’re here. if you leave just go home.

“but you can run to satou?”

“no, once we’re done i’ll just stay here or if i have something to do i’ll do it. we just can’t run to the other person, it’s weird.” you made a deal, but to be extra careful you made him sign a contract.

“i, satoru gojo,” he imitated your voice.

“you’re not funny.” he chuckled and signed the piece of paper. “i’ll make you a copy.” he watched you as you walked away so you can store the paper somewhere safe.

if he were being honest, it upset him he couldn’t have you all to himself. if you told him to end things with yua he would in an instant, so why can’t you do the same?

“call me tomorrow or something, see how i’m feeling,” you told him.

“you know l/n, you’re pretty dominant,” he smirked. “you think you’ll do the same tomorrow?” you threw a plastic bottle at him.

“crazy how i’m regretting something that hasn’t even started,” you joked. “but seriously, get out i’m about to watch a movie.“

“ come on, let me watch it with you,” he begged, putting his hands together. you sighed and nodded. “yay!” you sighed, knowing he’ll just bug you the entire time.

you inserted the dvd and sat next to him on your couch. twenty minutes pass and you rested your head on gojo’s shoulder. he wrapped around you and he felt warm. for once, you weren’t annoyed being around him. for once you didn’t see him as your rival, but as a friend.

he was in an uncomfortable position, but he didn’t want to move. he saw you were almost asleep and didn’t want to disrupt you. he waited until you were fully asleep so he could pick you up and carry you to your room. “can satoru carry you to your room and watch this boring-ass movie with you? he doesn’t love you the way I have since we were kids.” he muttered, walking through the narrow hallway that led to your room. “i want to be the one who brings you flowers, not him.” he placed you down and tucked you in. he left, angry at himself for not clarifying that he wanted to be with you, not just sleep with you. “next time, i’ll make you realize that i want to be with you.”

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‘Wedding Crashers’ - Katsuki Bakugou

A/N: Sorry for my inactivity but here’s a little sorry and thank you present for me hitting 1k! I love you all sm <3

Pairings: Pro Hero!Bakugou x F!Reader

Warnings: 18+, ooc deku; but it’s more of a headcanon, semi-public sex

Summary: Your ex-boyfriend Izuku Midoriya inviting you to his wedding is a definite stab in yours and Katsuki Bakugou’s backs. But you’ll show him.

Word Count: 5k

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Dreamterview with TaeTae ♡

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you’re the coffee that i need in the morning

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Fire and moon.

pairing: Benimaru Shinmon x fem. reader

genre: nsfw

words: 3,5 k.

warnings: a bit of degradation, public sexy time, orgasm denial, overstimulation, dom/sub undertones.

tam’s notes: Hi miss @writeiolite​ ! I’m you HQC secret santa! ♥ I was so nervous when I got you omg sjkdhas because I admire your writing so much, you’re so talented and an amazing person so I was a little afraid my writing wouldn’t be good enough. I’m so thankful for meeting you and all the beautiful people in the server. Thanks for being so welcoming, thanks for letting me help you and be a part of the staff and most of all thanks for being my friend. I hope you like this ♥

I CANT BELIVE IT’S YOUR GIF BUT HEY YOU HAVE A CLUE WHAT THIS IS ABOUT NOW dsjfhksldjf

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I will sacrifice my whole life for season 2 Benimaru 🥺🥵🤧

He's so goddamn fine 😭😭😭

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Omg hi IDK if requests are still open but your Nanami fic made my brain go brrrrr 😳 Could I request Wife!reader cockwarming for Kento pls ??

the eric andre meme wasn’t aesthetically pleasing but : cheers i’ll drink to that , bro . sorry if it took a bit long

jujutsu kaisen ; nanami, reader ; wc 2062 ; 18+

req : wife!reader cockwarming kento

notes : this is really soft hopefully you’re into it - made it present day 🤧

warnings : cockwarming ( sort of in public ? ) ; spousal teasing ; overstimulation ; subtle somnophilia ; power play undertones ; dirty talk ; unprotected sex

“Bedroom!” You call out when you hear Nanami at the front door.

He doesn’t reply, but the bathroom door closes and the shower turns on, so you go back to scrolling through videos on YouTube, laughing at the idiocy. After a few minutes you hear him making his way down the hall, the soft pad of his slippers growing louder until he’s finally climbing into the bed, his knees fitting around your legs as he lays down on top of you.

His skin is still warm from his shower, hair wet where he rests his head on your back, and you wiggle in complaint as you say, “Towel dry your hair, at least, Kento.”

“Mmhmm,” he intones as he pushes his hands under you far enough to cup your breasts. A sigh escapes him as he relaxes, his body growing heavier on yours.

Silence falls between you all as you continue to laugh at your phone, attempting to do it softly when his breathing evens out.

You realize it’s barely 6pm after your third compilation and look over your shoulder to see Nanami fast asleep, his blond lashes heavy on his cheeks and lips parted just enough for you to notice. Pushing your phone away, you fold your arm to your chest and prop your chin in your hand, supporting your head as you contemplate dinner and watch your husband sleep. 

Thursday is usually your day to meet in Minato after work- your weekly mini-date night consisting of wandering around a museum and grabbing something to eat before catching the train home together. It’s your personal ‘Friday,’ and usually, the least busy day of the week for him, making it easy to spend a little longer out than you would any other day. But, with the surge in covid cases happening these days, you’ve both decided it better to come home and cook together...though, more often than not, it turns into the two of you eating cup noodles in front of the tv, as though you’re still teenagers.

His hands twitch around your breasts, and hips grind lightly into the backs of your legs. Combined with the warm weight of him and his heartbeat against your back, you can’t help the soft sigh that slips through your lips. 

“Done watching old Vines?”

The sound of his voice startles you, the short laugh he huffs out after causing you to laugh, too. He gives you another squeeze, his thumbs caressing the outer curve of your breasts as you say, “Yeah. I was thinking about how pretty you are, instead.”

You watch his eyes open, his head tilting slightly as he looks up at you. There’s a slight flush to the cheek that isn’t pressed to your back, but you aren’t sure if it’s from your comment or the remnants of his shower. It draws a smile to your lips all the same. “And dinner.”

“I brought your favorite home.”

“I knew I married you for something.”

“You mean it wasn’t my charm and good looks?”

“Definitely sweetened the deal,” you admit, wiggling around until he gets the point and lifts up, letting you turn over and sit up against the headboard.

He follows you, lazily laying against your stomach as he looks up at you.

You draw your fingers through his hair in silent acknowledgement of him having gotten it cut at some point today. “Mostly it was because you’re secretly” -you cup your hand to mouth before whispering- “thoughtful.”

He chuckles as you make a gagging face and sound.

“And benevolent-”

“-oh, boy-”

“-with strong values and a unique sense of duty.”

He drops his forehead on your stomach, hiding his face from you, and you smile as you continue to draw your fingers through his hair, combing his still damp locs into his normal style.

“I married you because you’re pretty.”

You laugh, tilting your hips when you feel his fingers at your inner thighs. He ghosts them along your skin until you’re trembling, his eyes returning to your face as he pushes your pajama shorts to the side.

“And because you’re always ready for me,” he murmurs, pushing into your folds to find you wet. Despite his words, there’s a surprise in his eyes.

“You know I love when you lay on me.”

He cracks a grin, pumping a second finger into your heat. “Pretty and easy-”

“Nanami, I will make you sleep on the couch,” you remind him, pushing your hips in an attempt to get him to move. 

He tilts his chin up, silently asking for a kiss. “I’ll go heat up dinner. Wanna watch Birds of Prey?”

You lean in and press a soft kiss to his lips. “Yes, sir.”

.

“There’s a surprise in the freezer for you,” Nanami says after you all finish washing dishes.

You watch as he leans on the counter, the long lines of his body seeming sharper in the evening light.

“Well, go on,” he tells you, an indulgent look in his eyes. “It’s still nice out. I want to read on the balcony for a bit.”

“You aren’t tired?” You ask, crossing the kitchen to the fridge.

“Not yet.”

You open the freezer, gasping in delight when you see a pint of your favorite (your country) ice cream. “Kento!” You grin at him, hurriedly opening the package. “Where did you find this?”

He passes you a spoon, a soft smile on his lips as you quickly scoop out a spoonful and shove it into your mouth. “Don’t worry about it.”

You offer him a bite, and when he shakes his head, you eat his and two more spoonfuls of your own before putting it back in the freezer. “I can’t wait to eat that for breakfast.”

He makes a disgusted face before reaching an arm out for you, pulling you into his chest and holding you close. “Gross, but ok,” he murmurs, dipping his head to steal your lips in a kiss. “Will you stay with me for a bit?”

His hands move slowly over your body, touching you in all the right places. You grip his shirt, silently encouraging him to lean in for another kiss. “If you wanna fuck me, that’s all you have to say.”

Nanami smiles, his eyes focused on your mouth as he raises a hand and rubs his thumb along your bottom lip. “I don’t want to fuck you. I just want to be inside you.”

You grin at him, nodding your head as your body begins to tingle with the promise of the tender bliss of being full of his cock outside of sex. “Let me just grab a hoodie, ok?”

You join him a few minutes later, disturbing his reading to straddle his lap. “My hand is covered in lube,” you say, using your other hand to tug at his sweatpants.

“Very sexy,” he says, setting his book to the side as he helps you.

“I’m going to sleep.” You wrap your fingers around his half-hard cock, slowly pumping your fist. “So you’ll have to keep yourself entertained.”

“How cruel my little wife is,” he teases, shooing your hand away as he wraps an arm around your waist. “Aren’t you supposed to take care of your husband?”

As he pushes your shorts to the side, you rub the head of his dick over your folds, pushing between your lips to tease your clit before finally tilting your hips to sink onto his length.

“You’re pushing it,” you murmur, moaning as he stretches your walls.

He swallows your sigh once you’ve taken as much of him as you can, his mouth soft against yours. “You’re so good for me, baby, you know that,” he says against your lips, holding you close as your body adjusts to him. “Relax, yeah?”

You lean into his chest, resting your weight on him as you melt into each other. A small whimper escapes you when you seem to sink even deeper into you, his arms flexing around your body in response. You close your eyes, taking a deep breath and your arms wrapping under his as you concentrate on his scent flooding your senses and heartbeat against your chest. 

“So good,” he murmurs, kissing what he can reach of your face before pulling a blanket over you. His cheek rests on your head, the weight of it further grounding you. “Just a little more,” he rubs his hands over your body soothingly. 

“How can you even tell?”

“Because you turn into a sniffling mess when you sit on it.”

“Wow,” you half-laugh, “love the honesty.”

“I believe you called it strong moral values-”

“Kento, shut up. I’ll go to bed.”

“Mmm,” he nuzzles your hair as he holds you a little tighter, his hips shifting.

You gasp, clutching at his back and shoulders as you feel him bottom out, the pressure bringing tears to your eyes.

“Want me to fuck you a little?”

“No,” you breathe. “I can take it.”

Your walls flutter around him, clutching and squeezing as your body adjusts. Nanami holds still, breathing deeply until you finally relax into him, the both of you exhaling in relief.

“Good girl,” he tells you, reaching for his book while his other hand cradles the back of your head. “You comfortable?”

“Yeah,” you mewl, voice soft.

The warmth of him against your chest, the weight of his hand holding you to his shoulder, and the strength of his thighs under you are all grounding, reminding you that home isn’t a place but the shared intimacy of a person.

“Could you read to me?”

There’s a smile in his voice when he says, “Of course,” before reading what you recognize as the Completed Guide to Japanese Apparitions from his bedside table. 

You feel so hot and full stretched around his cock, the weight of it inside you meshing with the smooth timbre of his voice and adding to the flood to your senses that has always been Nanami Kento.

It all spells out what it means to love and be loved because you can’t imagine another circumstance that learning about Gifu prefecture yokai would be comforting under. The thought brings a sleepy smile to your lips, your thumb creeping under your two fingers to slip over your ring finger to rub your wedding bands, their presence a physical reminder of your commitment to each other that lulls you to sleep.

.

You wake up moaning, hands gripping at Nanami and hips rolling against his as he rubs circles to your clit. “Ken,” you cry, his cock twitching inside you as you push into his touch.

“Took three to wake you up,” he tells you, kissing your forehead.

You believe him, feeling your pussy aching around his still hard length. “Please,” you hear yourself say, though you aren’t sure what you’re really asking for. 

“You’re doing such a good job, love. Keeping my cock nice and warm, even in your sleep, like a good little wife.”

There’s a smile in his voice that blooms hot over your chest, twisting into your consciousness and settling heavily in your stomach as you attempt to pull away from his touch. The arm around your waist stops you, pushing you into his thumb.

“Kento,” you whimper, hyper-aware of how swollen your walls are, sucking him deeper as you squirm in his embrace. “Please, I-”

“You what, hmm?” He asks, smiling as you rutt against him. “What do you need, baby girl?”

You kiss up his neck, your mouth hungry as it seeks out his, all teeth and tongue when his lips finally meet yours. He forces you to slow down, to return to his tempo,  even as you tug at his hair.

“I love you,” you tell him.

“I love you, too,” he returns, the words as sure as his touch. “So much, y/N. I love you.”

You mewl. “Please fuck me, baby. Please fill me with your cum.”

“Earn it.” He smiles against your mouth.

You whimper, the sound bleeding into something between a groan and a cry.

“Shhhh, baby. It’s still early, and we’re still on our balcony. Wouldn’t want our neighbors to know just how much a desperate little thing you are, would you?” He chuckles, kissing you softly.

“Now. Show me how many times you can cum before the feel of you coming undone forces me to fuck you.”

[hotboysummeryunho]

[hotboysummeryunho]

JJK actor AU where Junpei and White Shikigami Floof are alive and happy :) They made a work rule: the heavier an episode is, the dorkier the actors are on set.

[hotboysummeryunho]

ngl. been thinkin abt suckin nanami off while he’s on a call w someone(maybe gojo, haha) and listen he may seem like the guy who can calm down when getting sucked in a situation like this, but i bet u its difficult for him. he tries so hard not to give himself away that he has to ask the whoever he’s on the phone with “what did u say?” a few times. hes mad at u and glares but simultaneously keeps his hand on the back of ur head and pushes u further down on him.

phew. i really need to catch a dick can u tell

me : uh oral so gross also me : 😏 do the most . make it deep throating anyway! i had this same thought but w cockwarming so i'm into it!!! hopefully i did a p good job w this for you, babe!

jujutsu kaisen ; nanami , reader ; wc1444 ; 18+

rq : sucking nanami off while he talks to gojo

notes : idk if you guys know those grey true religion leisure shorts that were popular for a bit but namikun is wearing the navy pair w a white t shirt heaven help me omg i want to f this dude ( also currently two more nanami requests )

warnings : kissing ; biting ; grinding ; oral ; semi- public sex ( if you consider being on the phone public ) ; slight power play if you squint ; choking suggested kind of ( to be safe )

.

"I'd rather not. "

Nanami watches you cautiously, jaw clenching as you come to stand between his legs. He gives you a stern look, jaw clenching and eyes narrowing in warning, but his hand still comes up to your hip to steady you when you straddle him. Smiling softly, you lean in to kiss along his jaw, enjoying the feel of his fingers gripping your hip in response.

You can hear Gojo's voice on the other end of his call and do your best to ignore it, lips soft against Nanami's ear as you murmur, "What a buzzkill."

He smiles , his cheek brushing yours as he tilts his jaw and exhales roughly when your teeth close gently at his throat.

"It's my day off," he mumbles. "Baring a national emergency-"

He exhales loudly exasperatedly , his eyes tracking you when you pull away from his throat. You hold his gaze, hand coming down to take hold of his and bring up to your chest.

"Sh-she has nothing to do with this," he breathes as you grind your hips down into him.

He palms your breasts, wrist turning as his thumb circles your nipple until it pulls taut against the thin fabric of your tank top. "Why you'd think I'd spend even a second with you when I could literally do eh-anything else is truly incredible."

You press your chest into his hand, hips swiveling against his as he says, "But when I could be spending time with my girl? Be grateful I'm entertaining you n-now."

He swallows thickly, tugging your tank top down before he leans in , sucking your nipple into his mouth. You whimper when his tongue flicks the tip, Nanami instantly pulling the phone away from his ear.

"Watch your mouth," he tells you, phone at arms length as he pulls you in for a kiss.

"Where's it going ?" You ask cheekily, tongue pressed between your teeth as you smile at him.

His brows raise as you drag your hand down his chest, your fingers slipping under his shirt to draw your nails over his lower stomach. "What did you say?"

His jaw clenches again at the feel, abs jumping under your touch before he laughs lightly. "You feel like you're only getting half of my attention?" You all grin at each other. "I hadn't realized you were so perceptive without your sixth sense."

Leaning in, you press a light kiss to the corner of his mouth before getting up, easily pulling out of hold when he catches your wrist. You settle on your knees between his legs, watching him watching you as you draw your fingers slowly up his ankles and calves. Your nails briefly slip under the edge of his shorts at his knee, before your palms settle flat on the tops of his thighs and you continue up the length of his leg.

"y/N," he says.

It's a warning. But, you aren't totally sure who it's for, so your thumb rubs the hard length of his dick, enjoying the way his entire body jerks. You smirk at him, leaning in to mouth at his cock, and his jaw clenches again, his serious look spiking desire in you. 

Despite his appearance, he lifts a hand,brushing your hair away from your face as you worship him. "She's really none of your concern, Gojo. What do you want?"

When you pull away, you reach for his waistband, licking your lips in anticipation as you rub your thighs together. His fingers close around your wrist for a second time but he does nothing to stop you. He even raises his hips, letting you pull them down just enough to free his cock and balls.

You moan quietly in delight, glancing up at him to see that he's entranced, staring down his nose as you lean in again , open mouthed before you suck one of his balls into your mouth.

He pulls the phone away for a second time, eyes squeezing shut before he hisses, "Holy-fuck, babe." His free hand comes down, thumb grazing your throat as he settles on your shoulder. "Going for the kill, huh?"

Your tongue swirls before you pull your mouth away with the smallest pop.

"I want your cum, Kento," you admit, voice far more gentle than the moment deserves before sucking the second into mouth. He mumbles something about you being the death of him as you watch him bring the phone back to his ear.

"What?"

You draw your thumb around the head of his cock, smearing pre and licking the tip of your tongue up the underside of him. He throbs against you, the weight of him jerking in expectation, and a slow smile tugs at your lips as you continue to watch him.

His eyes are cloudy with lust as you suck him into your mouth - slow, exactly the way he likes - , and his lashes flutter against the sharp line of his cheeks, flushed skin making him all the more attractive.

You bob your head, taking more of him into the warmth of your mouth with every downstroke.

"I'm not a teacher, Gojo."

His fingers creep up the back of your neck, thumb brushing your cheek fondly before you feel the weight of his hand against the back of your head, silently encouraging you to take more of him. "Yeah- no. No...what d- did you say?"

Your hands slip under his shirt, squeezing his narrow waist- enjoying the warmth of his skin, anchoring yourself as you relax your throat.

"Messy," he tells you before asking, "Sukuna? Really?"

You make no effort to close your mouth, spit pooling. You want so desperately to touch yourself, but you hold off, enjoying the weight of him in your mouth as your walls clinch around nothing.

He puts his phone on speaker just before his other hand comes down to caress your cheek, the weight of the hand at the back of your head easing for a moment. His eyes on you distract you from Gojo's monologue.

"Deep."

"I know, right?"

Nanami offers you one more gentle caress before the pressure returns, steady until he's pushing in until you're gagging on it, the practiced action near quiet beyond the wet pull of your throat when you pull too far off of him. He exhales through his nose, holding you down, and you look up at him to see his head falling back on the couch, your vision fluttering until he relents , both hands pulling you off of him. His cock bobs and your tongue darts out for it, sucking small kisses along his shaft as he lets you go; his hands coming up to rub at his face as his hip buck from your attention. 

" - good kid. You'd like him. What do you say ?"

"What - uh," his jaw clenches. "What was that last part?"

"Do we have a bad connection, or something?"

"Or something , yes," Nanami confirms. "Now, what did you say?"

"Ken," you breathe , eyes watery and chin wet when he looks down at you.

Stifling a groan, one of his hands findyours, squeezing gently. 

"Give me a moment," he finally says, licking his lips as he takes your face in his other and watches his cock disappear between your lips and down your throat, slowly fucking your face until he's throbbing in your mouth , the feeling causing your eyes to roll as your body begins to tremble in hightened desire.

"Yeah," he finally says, gathering the mess he's made of your hair in one hand before picking his phone back up to his ear. "I'll be there tomorrow for the boy...Good bye - uh, what, Gojo?"

He pulls you off of his cock for a second time, guiding you to lay your head on his thigh, eyes never leaving yours.

"What did you just say?... Yeah, screw you."

He hangs up , tossing his phone to the side.

"What did he say?" You ask, voice watery and raw.

Nanami leans forward, holding you in place as his hand returns to your face, touch gentle as he gazes at you. "He said, 'Oh,  I didn't think you had it in you, Nanami-san. Tell l/N-chan I said hello.'"

Your eyes widen as he smiles, hands circling your neck as he leans in, pulling you closer. The smirk on his lips numbs your brain, hardwiring it for little more than him as you squirm around on your knees. He chuckles, leaning in to kiss your lips.

"And you know the rules, angel."

He kisses lightly up your cheek, thumb brushing the swell of your throat just before his teeth graze the curve of your cheek.

"Naughty girls get punished."