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nadiecomoyo · 4 years ago

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Do I Have Your Attention?

Narumi Gen x Reader

summary: Narumi Gen was not only Japan’s strongest, but also its pettiest. warnings: 18+ minors dni, smut, oral (m receiving), spit kink, some femdom, Narumi being a little shit notes: I said I wasn’t going to write for a fandom with only a handful of fics for a character who’s barely appeared in three chapters, but here we are. this fic better spawn 100 other Narumi fics because it can't just be me and @flintstrikes out here thirsting over this trash man. (also, I realized that Narumi is basically the Gojo of Kaiju No. 8, so feel free to consider this my kn8!Chaos Couple.) words: 2.5k

Narumi Gen and irritation went hand-in-hand.

For as long as you had known the First Division Captain, he had never ceased to find new ways to annoy you. It was something that you had long grown used to.

But this? This was a step too far.

You could handle the all-night gaming. You could handle the mess that he refused to clean up. You could handle his pettiness and narcissism and lack of respect for others.

What you couldn’t handle, refused to handle, was his whining about how unfair it was that he wasn’t trending, his attention focused solely on his phone when it should have been focused on your lips that were wrapped around his cock.

You scowled up at him from your place between his legs, the wooden floor of his office hard against your knees. You were certain that they would still be hurting tomorrow. And for what? So that he could come as an afterthought?

Aching knees and a sore jaw were worth much more than that.

“Who do these idiots think they are?!” he continued to rant as he scrolled through his feed. “Yeah, it’s easy to talk shit when you’re hiding behind a computer! I’d love to see them say this to my face. In fact, I’m gonna invite them to the base and see how brave they really are.”

The sound of his fingers furiously tapping on his screen as he angrily typed out his response before hitting send was so loud that it threatened to drown out the obscene slurping sounds that you made each time you swallowed him.

When you felt your eye beginning to twitch even as you swiped your tongue along the thick vein that ran on the underside of his cock, you knew your patience was nearing its limit.

The twitch only grew more severe when Narumi turned his phone around and shoved the screen in your face. You were positive that he thought he was being considerate by moving his phone back and forth with you as your head bobbed up and down on his shaft so that you could read the comments without needing to stop what you were doing.

What a fucking gentleman.

Instead of looking at his phone, your glare remained focused on him. Despite how wet your eyes were from the way he was hitting the back of your throat again and again, they lost none of their fire as you still managed to convey every insult and threat that your mouth was too preoccupied to say aloud.

“Can you believe what they’re saying?” he asked as he turned his phone back around so that he could return to scrolling through his feed. The question was clearly rhetorical — not because you couldn’t reply but because he clearly thought that you agreed with him.

He looked away from his phone, but not so that he could take in the sight of you before him, working your hardest to make him spill his cum down your throat. No, he instead looked up at the ceiling thoughtfully, his wrinkled brow hidden beneath messy bangs.

“I wonder if there’s a troll farm out there that’s targeting me,” he considered, a look of satisfaction slowly forming on his face.

Unfortunately for you, that satisfaction had nothing to do with the hand that you were twisting around the base of his cock just how he usually liked. He snapped his fingers and glanced down at you with an eager nod.

“That’s it. There’s no other reason I’d be getting this much hate,” he crowed. A smug smirk grew on his lips as his scrolling turned leisurely, pleased with himself for uncovering the conspiracy. “I mean, no one actually thinks Ashiro’s the strongest fighter. Not when I’m in charge of the First Division.”

Deciding to get rougher with him, you let your teeth graze his sensitive flesh the next time you swallowed him — a warning of what he could expect if he didn’t stop. But the only reaction you received was a sharp hiss as his attention briefly turned away from Twitter long enough to give you a petulant scowl.

“Hey, watch the teeth, would ya?” he complained before he looked back at his phone and you suddenly found yourself trying to list all of the reasons why it would be a bad idea to simply bite down and be done with the whole matter.

You sat up and let his cock fall from your mouth, sucking his length as you went. Thinking of yourself as the more considerate lover of the two of you, you continued to pump his spit-slicked shaft with your hand. You softly cleared your throat.

“Gen,” you said, your voice dangerously cool.

“If it wasn’t for all of these bots, I’d be the one trending right now,” he rambled. “You know that, right?”

You wiped your drool from your chin with the back of your wrist, your hand never once ceasing its smooth movements.

“Gen.”

“Y’know, the Defense Force really needs to do something about this,” he thought aloud, ignoring you once again. “It doesn’t look good for them if a bunch of spam accounts are harassing their strongest captain. I’m gonna bring this up the next time I get dragged to one of those meetings.”

You dipped your head back down to swirl your tongue around the head of his cock, deciding to be generous and give him one last opportunity to see the error of his ways. You sucked on the tip, flicking your tongue on the spot just underneath the head that always made him weak.

His hips jerked and his length twitched in your hand, but he otherwise gave no response.

Unwilling to let your own ego take any further hits, you sat back with a huff. You dropped your hand and crossed your arms over your chest in displeasure. Your anger only grew when he didn’t protest.

“Gen.”

He finally chose to reply to you with a distracted, “Hmm?”

Everything turned red.

You were moving quicker than you could comprehend, your hand darting out to grab his phone and yank it from his grasp. The action was so unexpected that the device easily slipped from his hold and into your vice-like grip.

He gaped at you as you stood up, now the one looking down at him where he sat in his office chair. It was your turn to be the one who was smugly satisfied as he remained frozen, enjoying how much of an idiot he looked with his features having gone slack in shock and his dick still standing hard in his lap.

You raised an unamused eyebrow at him and it seemed to be enough to snap him out of his stupor because an affronted expression quickly appeared on his face. He hurriedly began to tuck himself back in his pants before springing to his feet.

“Hey! What do you think you’re doing?” he cried and you easily darted away from him when he tried to grab his phone back.

Deciding to let your actions speak for themselves, you stormed towards the large, double doors of his office, fuming every step of the way. He was right on your heels, sounding like a petulant teenager as he screeched in your ears, demanding that you give him his phone back right now.

You shoved open one of the doors so hard that it hit the wall with a bang! and before he could stop you, you hurled the object down the hallway. Its trajectory barely missed Hasegawa and Narumi’s new attendant, who both froze where they were.

You were too busy relishing the sound of Narumi’s phone shattering into pieces that then skittered across the floor, followed by his panicked shriek, to pay any attention to how the short, blonde-haired girl standing at Hasegawa’s side was looking at the scene playing out before her in shock. The First Division Vice-Captain cleared his throat expectantly and when your gaze shifted to him, you were met with nothing more than a raised eyebrow.

“What?!” you snapped and the crazed look on your face had the girl next to him instinctively taking half a step back.

Your attention returned back to Narumi when he tried to push you out of his way so that he could run after his phone. Your hand latched onto the collar of his shirt and you used your hold on him to roughly shove him back into his office.

“Officer Shinomiya and I have business to discuss with the Captain,” Hasegawa stated, sounding as unfazed as ever. This was far from the first time he had found himself in the middle of such a situation.

“Is it important?” you snarled, shoving Narumi back into his office when he tried yet again to get past you.

“Yes.”

“Life and death important?” you challenged, already reaching out to grab onto the large handle of the open door. Hasegawa’s resigned sigh was answer enough. “Then come back later!”

You yanked the door shut behind you, slamming it so hard that it caused the doorframe to rattle.

“What the hell is your problem?!” Narumi shouted, his arms waving wildly. You grabbed a fistful of his shirt as you walked past him and dragged him along with you as you made your way back to his desk, your pace much less bothered this time around. “Hey! Get off me! That phone was brand new!”

You stopped in front of his desk and did just as he asked and released him. He made a big show of straightening out his shirt — as if it hadn’t already been wrinkled. Meanwhile, you turned your attention to the surface of his desk, which was covered in papers, empty soda cans and water bottles, old manga magazines, and a pile of discarded sweatshirts.

You outstretched your arms and in one, giant sweep, you shoved the entire mess off his desk and onto the floor. He gasped in horror, but you gave little regard to his new rant about how you had just ruined his “organized mess.”

Instead, you sat down on the desk’s wooden surface with one leg crossed over the other. He started to kneel down so that he could pick up the mess but you stopped him by yanking on the back of his shirt and pulling him to stand up.

“That was a limited edition—”

He stopped mid-complaint when you tightly grabbed his chin in your hand, the tips of your fingers indenting the hollows of his cheeks from how hard they were digging into his skin. His eyes, which usually only vacillated between bored and bloodshot, had turned wild and his pupils had blown wide.

You used your hold on his face to tug him closer, meeting no resistance. You could hear how his breathing had slightly picked up, the excitement surely beginning to thrum in his veins.

“That’s better,” you murmured with a smirk as you brushed the tip of your nose against his. Your eyes flashed with glee when he tried to take a step closer but was stopped when he met your knees where they were crossed between the two of you.

“Now, are you going to be good?” you asked, your voice low and full of the promise of what would happen if he dared to do anything but agree — not that he would, not when you were holding onto him with such a firm hand.

There was a flash of pink when his tongue peeked out to unconsciously run over his bottom lip and your thumb chased after it, slipping into his mouth and he eagerly swirled his tongue around the digit. Without breaking your gaze and like he was in some sort of trance, he slowly nodded.

You softly tsked and his expression wrinkled slightly in distress at having done something to warrant your displeasure.

“Baby, I think I need to hear you say it,” you cooed with wide, imploring eyes. His tongue moved along your thumb even more urgently. “Are you going to be good for me, Gen?”

“Y-yeah,” he quickly rasped, the word muffled as he spoke around your thumb. “Yeah, I’ll be good.”

Your grin grew so wide that if he were in a proper state of mind, it would have left Narumi on edge. But he was too focused on how hard his cock was in his pants to care, achingly aware of how he had been buried in your mouth not even ten minutes earlier.

You gently released your grip on his chin and slowly slid your thumb from his mouth. He followed it with hawklike eyes, watching as it then disappeared between your own plush lips so that you could suck it clean of his spit.

When you dropped it from your mouth, his slightly opened, unconsciously hoping that you would return it back to his. The action didn’t escape you and you let you a quiet, mocking laugh at his expense.

You pressed a chaste kiss to the corner of his parted lips before giving his cheek a patronizing pat, using the hand that had just been holding his chin so that your thumb left behind a shining, wet smear of your saliva on his pale skin.

“Good boy,” you softly purred and his eyes somehow managed to grow even wilder at those two, simple words. You slowly uncrossed your legs, spreading them and inviting him to step between them, pleased when he immediately did so.

You then slid your hand up from his cheek into his hair. Your fingers raked through his two-toned strands and pushed them back from his forehead, only for them to fall back into his face a moment later. Your hand came to a stop on the crown of his head and you began to apply pressure — a wordless demand for him to lower himself.

“I think I’ve spent enough time on my knees today, don’t you?” you asked with a hint of amusement and he nodded his head in blind agreement, kneeling down in front of you without protest. “It’s your turn, Gen.”

Bonus:

Shinomiya had faced kaiju after kaiju and had never balked once. But for some reason, she found herself breaking out in a cold sweat.

“S-sir…” she began, struggling to put her thoughts into words. “W-what was that just now?”

Hasegawa let out a tired sigh and turned to her, the look of exasperation that he was wearing at odds with the severe expression that she had already grown used to seeing on the man's scarred face.

“That was the Captain’s better half.”

Her jaw dropped in disbelief. But it was quickly eclipsed by both horror and disgust when a muffled, high-pitched moan emerged from behind the set of closed doors. A large hand dropped to her shoulder to give her a reassuring pat.

“You’ll get used to it,” Hasegawa grumbled before turning in the opposite direction and walking away. When another moan followed the first, she covered her ears and sprinted after the Vice-Captain.

For the first time in her 17 years, Shinomiya Kikoru found herself actively praying for a kaiju attack.

#kaiju no. 8 #narumi gen #this man can railllll meeee #I love his hair #😭😭😭

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nadiecomoyo · 4 years ago

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I have a question and i dont mean it in an offensive way, y do u like naoya?

i am so glad you asked bcos this is my fav topic!

beautiful character design - like...come on, he is very beautiful, everything about his appearance is extremely handsome. from the moment i saw his design i was like 😳 plus his smirk and big mouth aaaaa

piercings - need i say more? you would expect he’s a traditionalist in a sense he wouldn’t like those but my man has spunk and edge like pleaseeee his piercings are so beautiful and the fact he accesorizes himself makes me purr 🤤

TWO TONED HAIR - so idk if he dyed his hair blond or he grew out his natural dark hair then became blond, but either way, i love his highlighter hair. his design is just drop dead gorgeous, even from the way his hair is so like...carelessly styled like that but at the same time he looks insanely gorgeous and well put

feline eyes - i thought he wore eyeliner but no he was born with such beatiful sharp eyes and i just wanna kith kith his eyelids and tell him he’s doing a great job (is he tho? ��) but yeah i really love his eyes, they are so good in looking down on me that one look and i’m already put in place

his traditional style - LISTEN IK HE WEARS A SEXY UNDERSHIRT ; either a black fitted long sleeved shirt or a white turtleneck and i just LOVEEEE how he wears loose, comfortable clothing and under them he hides a fine set of broad shoulders, mommy milkers, and a really sexy back 🤤

his iconic lines - “women should stay three steps behind or they’ll be stabbed in the back” now THAT is how you make a dramatic entrance 💀 he does not hold back in being shitty and at the same teasing

SPEED BOI - IDK BUT HIM BEING A SPEED BOI JUST GETS ME GOING

he’s 27 - the age gap between us makes me insane

chief of hei - HELLOOOO I had this one ask explaining it before that he was the chief of the strongest soldiers and that he had a special technique + CHIEF NAOYA?! he would’ve already been clan leader and that is sexy itself but CHIEF NAOYA 🥵

special grade 1 sorcerer - i don’t want anyone telling me he’s a first grader 💀 but yeah his high rank shows he’s powerful so idk why gege always claps naoya’s ass ans didn’t even give him fights where he won like where is the justice for my husband 😭

he thinks so much himself as a man - listen okay so naoya thinks that as long as you do your duty as a woman, then he’ll take care of you as a man and if that isn’t hot? like give and take sure, let’s establish the functionality of our relationship. i keep my head down and remain three steps behind and you’ll protect me and give me a comfortable luxurious life. also being mrs. zen’in is just 🤤🤤🤤 but anyway naoya is like so “masculine” in a sense that he brings out my femininity and i go soft and weak for him so yeah he can manhandle me as he pleases

he’s awful - i like my men evil. end of discussion.

the fandom hates him - there are very few people that genuinely like him so more for me 💕 sometimes the fact he is so hated makes me laugh and enjoy being a naoya simp more bcos it feels like i’m on a diff world + it feels good to love a character everyone hates like yea i’m that demon’s queen okay

he’s rich - need i say more?

he has high status - i have a clan leader kink. naoya, noritoshi, clan leader gojo, you name it.

it’s obvious he wants a male heir so yeah breeding kink go brr - i don’t mind carrying his children if it means an evil man will become soft and dote on me

he has very beautiful fists - THAT PANEL WHERE HE HAD CURSED ENERGY ON HIS FIST AND HE LOOKED SO COCKY PLS I PASSED OUT like sir what those hands do?!?!?

HIS TONGUE - 😛 his tongue game good if he cared enough about your pleasure LOL

“daddy” - no i will not explain but let’s just say that panel made my panties drop. naoya probably has a daddy kink

he is greedy - like yes king! burn the world and get what you want, love me a man that has his own goals and would do anything to achieve em

he admires toji - 😭🥺

he perfectly represents the toxicity of the zen’in clan’s sexist traditions - naoya is a great example that you are not born with beliefs, you are either taught them, realized them, or exposed to them. honestly if the zen’in clan was not as awful, i don’t think naoya would turn out like that either. but overall his character is interesting to me because he embodies the clan’s flaws as himself and he is so infuriating but if you think about it...is it really naoya or the clan itself?

HIS SNEAK ATTACK - HE IS SO FUCKING HOT FOR THAT 🔪

naoya in a black shirt. - anon, just...just look at him in a black shirt and you will understand

he takes care of himself very well - i LOVE when people have good hygiene and it’s so obvious naoya grooms himself to the best state bcos he cares a lot about his appearance. his arrogance and confidence really gives off massive dom vibes and i am s h a k i n g

#facts #no printer #naoya zenin #be hitting different

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