#nanami scenarios

[daydreamvalley]

Nanami owning a “husband of the year” mug is all that’s been eating away at my brain.

part 1 of the fic

[satoruzlove]

rich bf nanami who gets physically upset when you won’t accept his gifts

rich bf nanami who takes you shopping when uni becomes too stressful, and will buy you everything you so much as look at

rich bf nanami who holds your girly hand bag with all sorts of keychains while you shop, and smiles at you sososooo brightly whenever you show him something cute

rich bf nanami who makes you try on everything you got and watches, and if he really likes what you’re wearing he goes ,”spin for me, baby,” . you swear you hear him mutter ‘my god’ when you do [SCREAMS]

rich bf nanami who barely even calls you your name anymore, opting for ‘baby’, ‘angel’ and [his favorite] ‘sweetheart’

rich bf nanami who never stops telling his parents about you- so when they meet you they already know you as ‘kento’s sweet friend’

rich bf nanami who makes sure his friends know that you’re not just anyone to him, and that if they ever talk badly about you he will find out, and he will confront them

rich bf nanami who would let you paint his nails, do his hair, anything bcus he just loves you so much and sees how happy you get when you do

rich bf nanami who looks at you with such admiration that everyone around you notices

rich bf nanami who is so insanely patient with you when you cry over anything small, when you become snappy, when you’re stressed because you deserve to be taken care of

bf nanami <<3333💕💕💕💕

[rishiguro]

hi rin!! i was wondering if i could request a jjk angst fic? (specifically nanami but you can include whoever you want)

your “when they throw their wedding ring” really hit a nerve so here i am begging for more hahaha (i’m 19 btw!)

BUSY THINKING ABOUT EX HUSBAND!NANAMI

a/n: is this the place to mention that i also started working on a full nanami angst fic?

ex husband!nanami who wasn’t happy when you told him that you wanted a divorce, but only sighed before nodding and telling you that he‘ll agree to whatever conditions you give him.

ex husband!nanami who only hesitated once the papers were in front of him, simply needing his signature on them.

ex husband!nanami who tries to rationalize his feelings away and keeps telling himself that you simply were nothing more than a chapter in his book.

ex husband!nanami who seemed to move on so simply, acting like nothing was wrong to begin with and continued to live his life just like he did before — like you were never there to begin with.

ex husband!nanami who only months later realizes how much he regrets not fighting for you harder, how he loathes the cold side of the bed on which you always slept and how he has so much space in his closet now.

ex husband!nanami who realizes that he only felt joy in his chores and errands was because he got to do them with you.

ex husband!nanami who still buys your favorite kind of cereal, fruit and snacks and doesn’t even notice it until he’s unpacking everything at home, putting them away with a heavy heart, because he doesn’t even like them.

ex husband!nanami who refuses to throw away the last pictures, still keeping your wedding portrait in the top drawer of his nightstand.

ex husband!nanami who acts civil and distant whenever someone mentions you, yet tries to change the topic as quickly as possible because talking about you is just too painful.

ex husband!nanami who always keeps his wedding rin in his pocket wherever he goes.

ex husband!nanami who can’t help but think about you every night before he falls asleep, missing the times where you would cuddle him to fall asleep — and now he feels like he can barely sleep without your warmth.

ex husband!nanami who still dreams of you at night, reliving both the happiest and saddest moments during your relationship.

ex husband!nanami who always wakes up drenched in sweat after, with his chest rising and falling rapidly as he stares down on his blanket for minutes with sad eyes.

ex husband!nanami who wants you back desperately but keep his distance seeing that you moved on — silently hoping that maybe one day he can do too.

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[bloodyserratus]

feral!nanami who feels half-crazed when he sees you in your high-waisted house shorts.

feral!nanami who can't keep his hands off you until your attention is completely pulled away from what you had been doing.

feral!nanami who paws at you desperately and spreads your legs apart with his thighs.

feral!nanami who keeps apologizing for how out of control horny he feels around you right now.

feral!nanami who groans "please just bear with me" as he lines himself up and watches himself siiiiiiink into you.

feral!nanami who fucks you like a ragdoll and uses you when he needs it, because he knows you need it too.

[masonmace]

Pleasure

You feel like a pretzel, eyes watery and thighs shaking as you stare over you, feeling hunted by the look in Kento's eyes. Your lip caught between your teeth, trying to be near silent. One leg raised, knee by your side. His hips slowly pressing into yours, letting out satisfied sighs.

"You like that, sweet thing?" Kento queried with a mocking coo. When you nodded, his hips paused.

"m'sorry! Feels s'good," You whine, reaching to grip at his wrist, which was ever-kindly holding your thighs up. All just allowing further reach into your sopping cunt. Needing some more speed, the intimate movements perfect, but all the same not quick enough.

Maybe he could read minds, because he instantly started going quicker, the squelches growing more prominent. His jaw dropping, his eyelids drooping more. Watching as pure bliss fell over your face. Lip falling from your teeth, letting moans out. Pushing your head further into the bed below you, digging your nails into his skin.

Trying your damdest to hold up a strong facade while you were clearly crumbling like a cookie. Sweet like one, too. His unused hand raising and slowly caressing from your other thigh. His fingertips barely grazing your supple skin-- so soft yet sticky from the mixture of sweat and fresh lotion. His mouth moving to utter just how beautiful you look, and how it's all for him to have and make his.

Had Nanami told himself he wouldn't do such things with a coworker-- nonetheless one who was quite younger than him? Yes, he did. Did he swear to himself that you were a simple hallway crush? Most definitely. But yet again, here he was. The way you dressed today; it was clear you were trying to provoke him.

A small, tight pencil skirt that barely covered you and those see-through black trouser socks you had. With that-- that amazing blouse. The one he'd eventually complimented you on. You only wore it because you knew he loved it.

That loose button, yeah, that's what got him. What had originally revealed the rosy pink lace covering your breasts. Being the last ones at work was helpful, meaning he could hold you on his lap and tell you how fucking perfect you are. Watching as you rocked your clothed cunt against his erection.

Driving home with his hands messing with the skin of your thighs-- he'd always been particularly fond of them. Your thighs reminded him on rising dough whenever you'd wear thigh-highs. All of the waiting to bring you to his home and place you here on his queen sized bed.

"Misser Nanami--," You sob, mind thick with pleasure. Your unoccupied hand falling down to capture his and rise it up to your tit at a quicker pace, whining as he gripped it, gently pinching your nipples. You arch your back against him, rolling your hips at the same pace of his. Much as you wanted to have it raw, he had eagerly put a condom on.

Letting you suck on the pink tip of him before he settled himself between your legs. Burrowed into your tight cunny, groaning, and rolling of eyes. Soon his hand moving to your other tit, gently slapping it and huffing out as he watched it jiggle. Ceasing the bounciness with a strong grip.

Catching you off guard as he slightly lurched over you, slowly losing his composure. Even if you'd lost yours the moment his hand caught your wrist. Watching the way your body jumped with each push hid hips. Slowly feeling you tighten around him.

"Shit, you're going to make me cum," Nanami panted, hands falling down again to gently stroke your throbbing clit. Moans caught in your throat, thighs twitching as you grew nearer.

"Please-- don' stop," You respond, resulting in Nanami's sneer.

"We're not stopping anytime soon, don't you worry," He cooed, slowly pausing to catch his breath before making a fast comeback. Leaving you baffled and absolutely floored. His thrusts hitting that sensitive spot deep inside you. Faster and harder-- yet proving how sweet he felt because of you.

Admiring you like a piece of art. From hickies to red bite marks. To wet spots from sloppy kisses. He made sure you had it engraved in your mind how lovely your skin felt. How much he'd wanted this. How much he craved to have a taste of you.

When for days on end you'd shown him you wanted his touch. Grabbing his hand without warning, "accidentally" brushing against him, getting him coffee and bread in the mornings; you knew his order even if he'd never told you, and always glancing over at him. Sometimes even scooting closer to him, too.

Forcing his urges down for weeks, never giving into his fist and mind. Now he could, his own body shaking as he tries to hold himself back.

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Not me feeding you guys with this really old, unedited bit. Thought you and it deserved to be acknowledged!

[sugume]

STOLEN TOUCHES — NANAMI KENTO

✧･ﾟ You were just trying to get a better angle.  

( TW ) f!reader, stepdad!Nanami, highly suggestive, teasing, touched starved Nanami, age gap (reader is 26, Nanami is in his 40's).

note. this was just sitting in my drafts omg I forgot to post 😭 this is for the anon that requested!! sorry you had to wait so long i swear I thought it was queued!

Nanami steps into the dark foyer of his home, taking off his work shoes. He winces from the pain; he’s been running around like a headless chicken in the office. He was supposed to get off hours ago. Nanami shrugs his suit jacket off and hangs it on the small rack before turning the corner. A small part of him had wished you would’ve been up, watching TV in the living room, but as he walked further into the house you were nowhere to be seen. He sighs in disappointment before making his way upstairs.  

Your mother isn’t waiting for him, obviously. She’s probably out with another one of her many men. God, he shouldn't have folded under pressure when she had asked him to open the 'monogamous’ relationship they had. His shoulders slump at the neatly made king-sized bed that sits in the corner of his room. He walks to his closet to grab a pair of satin pajamas you had bought him before making his way to the bathroom. He sets his clothes on the counter before stripping down to his boxers and walking over to the tub. He leans down to turn the water to the perfect temperature. 

“Kenny!” You squeal wrapping your arms around his naked waist from behind. He jumps in surprise before grunting in pain. 

“Kenny? What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?” You ask, pulling away. Kento turns quickly despite the pain and grabs your arms. 

“Sweetheart! Nono, you didn’t hurt me. Why are you up?” He questions and you smile sweetly at him. 

“Kenny don’t lie! And I'm up because I’m currently an unemployed twenty-six-year-old who had to move back home. Now,” You clap, stepping in-between his legs. “Tell me why you winced like I stabbed you and don’t lie.” 

Nanami stuck in a breath and your close proximity. 

“Jus’ had a long day at work that’s all. Stupid cramped muscles don't worry about it, sweetheart.” He answers in one long breath before inhaling your sweet smell. Was that too obvious? 

“Well, I can give you a massage if you want, ‘cus my mom isn’t to give you one.” You spit on the last part before staring back up at your Stepdad.  

“You don’t have—” 

“Shush, I want to! C’mon, let's go to bed when you can get comfortable. We gotta hurry ‘fore your bath overfills.” You pull Kento's arm, dragging his heavy body up and out of the master bathroom.  

"Sit—scoot a little further—no your back to the pillow silly!” You laugh. 

“Aren’t you giving me a massage sweetheart?” Kento frowns, confused but complies anyways.  

“Yep!” You lift a leg to the bed and blink your thick lashes at him before lifting the other and crawling onto his lap. 

“Sweetheart—” Kento blushes, hands going to your hips to push you off but also to hold you there. 

“Calm down Kenny! This is just a massage; I've read you can get the shoulders better this way,” You lie, putting your hand onto your stepdad's neck and squeezing. “Just shut your eyes and relax.” You whisper dragging your hands down Kento's’ arms. You squeeze your way back up before gliding your palms to his peaks and resting them on his hard nipples. He grunts when you dig your thumbs and knuckles into his chest, throwing his head back onto his headboard. His grip on your hips tightens and he swears he feels you sit on his lap. 

“Feels good?” You mummer watching your stepdad's Adam apple move. You can’t help but bring your hands up and caresses it. Nanami groans.  

“Mhm.” 

“Sit up so I can get your back, Kenny.” You push on the back of his neck. You smile when his face falls into your chest. Before he has a chance to move you hold the back of his neck with one hand, the other squeezing at his shoulder blade. 

Nanami can feel his cheeks heat in arousal. He hasn’t been touched like this in so long maybe he’s just imagining the tension between you two. He doesn’t have the balls to act on this anyway, he doesn’t want to scare you off.  

“Sorry, gotta get comfortable.” You whisper in his ear as you grind down. You bite the inside of your cheeks when you feel his hard cock graze your pussy. Nanami holds in a groan. Fuck if you keep doing that, he's going to cum in his underwear. 

“Sweetheart,” 

“Hm?” You dig your knuckle onto tense knots in his back. 

“Oh, fuck sweetheart, just like that.”  

“Doin’ good Kenny?”  

“Yes, b-but,” He breathes heavily on your breast. “But my bath waters gonna overfill.” He looks up at you. You move your hand to cup his neck. 

“Oh, well how about we continue this in the tub?” You smile down at Kento. His eyes widen, mouth agape. 

“What!?” 

“Kidding! Gosh, look at your face! I’m gonna go watch some TV, goodnight. Have fun in your bath.” You crawl off his lap, giving him a good view of your ass in the short shorts you were wearing. You look back and smile innocently.  

What you really meant to say was you were going to masturbate about what just happened. Don’t worry, Kento was going to too. 

[haruchuiyo]

sweet love

early morning kisses with Nanami

content: sfw + gn!reader + just fluff + lots of kisses and more kisses + hugs + nanami is extremely cute in this and clingy

a short fic for my beloved kento’s bday <3

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He sits up, still half asleep as he watches you get up from the bed. Even during his half asleep state, he can’t stop looking at you. The way your back stretches, how your shirt rides up showing your skin. His eyes fall down to your lower back, place his hands on your hips before sliding the edge of your shirt up with the top of his nose. And he presses a soft chaste kiss on your bare lower back. You let out a content sound at that, turning your body around to look at him.

At that moment, Nanami leans his face in and rests his face on your stomach. You run your fingers through his blonde hair as you feel him kiss your belly through the material of your shirt. And he breathes you in there before pulling away, looking up at you.

And he pulls you forward to him at the same as he falls back on the bed, with you on top of him. Yelping in surprise and him laughing, he pulls himself closer to you, he hugs you closer to him, wrapping his arms around your body.

You wrap your arms around his upper torso, resting your hands on his hair, massaging it as he buries his face in the crook of your neck, breathing in your scent.

“Good morning, love.” He mumbles against your neck, his voice still husky from being newly awake. “Good morning.” You say as you kiss his head.

You feel him rubbing his hands up and down your body gently, occasionally squeezing you with his thighs. He leaves soft chaste kisses on your neck and shoulders.

“You’re awfully touchy today.” You tease gently as Nanami chuckles. “Are you surprised?” He remarks back.

“Extremely surprised, you’ve never done this.” You feign shock as he chuckles again. “Then I must do it everyday.” He says as you giggle.

“More like every second of the day, that sounds better.” You speak up as Nanami hums in reply. “That sounds like a delight.” He grins before cupping your face with his hands before pressing a soft peck on your lips. He pulls away, only manages to get a look at you for a few seconds before you cup his face and kiss him again.

You feel him smile into the kiss, his lips moving against yours leisurely. You slightly pull away to press down kisses on the corner of his lips, trailing up to his cheek. His eyes closed in content as he feel you kiss him softly there before moving down to his jaw. You pull away to look at the beautiful man underneath you.

His expressions are soft, his eyes look lovely and are full of warmth. “You’re so beautiful.” You enunciate softly as a soft red tint appears on Nanami’s cheeks. You grin at his reaction and feel your heart pound faster against your chest when you hear how his voice took on a shy and embarrassed tone. “You’re flattering me.” He mumbles as you giggle.

“You’re the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen.” You chime happily as the red tint on Nanami’s cheeks gets deeper. You feel his hands on your waist squeezing you gently. “And you’re as beautiful as a lovely summer's day.” He says and you giggle. “That is so corny, kento.” Nanami chuckles at your reaction.

“What about you being as beautiful as the sunset?” He asks amusedly and you snort at his words. “That’s not better.” You say as you peck the tip of his nose. He feigns annoyance before looking like he came up with the greatest idea. You awaited the next corny remark with an expectant face.

“You are the most lovely sweet doll I’ve ever seen.” He croons softly at you. “The most exquisite beautiful love ever.” He grins when he sees your face make a familiar expression, it is the one where you’re holding back laughter.

“You’re insane.” You remark in amusement. “Insane for you, of course.” At that you laugh which Nanami just absolutely loves the sound of. He brushes his lips against yours before pressing down. His lips move against yours, a mix between a nip and a kiss.

“You’re oh so lovely.” He mumbles into the kiss and you grin against his mouth while shaking your head slightly. You feel his hands hold your face, his fingers brushing against your cheek before angling your head to deepen the kiss. The kiss is sweet and unhurried. Your lips kiss and kiss. Slow, sweet and soft kisses that seem like you’ve got all the time in the universe.

You pull his mouth from his and he lets out a soft groan at that, searching your lips again. You peck his lips and he continues to kiss you.

“You’re so sweet.” He mutters into the kiss before pulling away. His face is flushed, lips are wet and his eyes are dazed. You gently brush back the hair that stuck on his forehead. You lean your head down to peck his forehead, Nanami softly sighs in content at the touch of your lips as his hands move to softly rub your thighs.

As you manage to peck his forehead again, Nanami moves your positions sideways and pulls you into his embrace, wrapping his arms around you tightly. You giggle at his actions.

“We should get up soon.” You say as you softly massage his hair. “Right, soon but not now.” He says as he hugs you closer if possible before burying his face in the crook of your neck.

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id do anything for this perfect man

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[tender-rosiey]

HE MAKES YOU SCARED - pt 2

⤷ includes: gojo, geto; nanami, sukuna

— warnings: mentions of blood, gore and death

ᴀ/ɴ: it’s angst time, buckle up <3 hurt no comfort, we cry like men also f!reader in sukuna’s, the rest are gn!reader

GOJO SATORU:

you wouldn’t call yourself needy, like really. you, like any normal lover, just wanted to spend some time with your husband. you are also quite understanding of his situation, and a proof of that is the last time you guy had an actual date was a good two month ago.

however, it was really bothering you now and you really missed him.

today, he is back home, but who knows for how long so you approach him, “‘toru?” and he hums, a little irritated you sense, but continue nonetheless, “can I ask you something?” satoru lifts his blindfold and you can see the strain in the corner of his eyes, as he raises an eyebrow in inquiry, “yeah?”

“um…are you free to go on a date like soon?”

he closes his eyes, inhaling deeply then stands up, “y/n,” and you nod, “listen, I know we don’t spend time together, but can’t you just look at things from my point of view?”

“what?” you say in disbelief while he continues running a hand through his hair, his blindfold long forgotten on the floor.

“I am a sorcerer; I have duties. I get that your job gives you more free space, but I am fucking busy and even the days I am not required for a job, I am left tired and irritated,” and he looks at you dead in the eye, “so you should at least be more considerate and stop your nagging.”

he walks to the kitchen to make himself a cup of coffee and he hears you mutter, “you asshole…”

gojo turns to you, “excuse me?”

“you asshole, you fucking asshole!” you yell and your eyes are now filled with tears, tears you’re so desperately trying to hold back, “have you gotten so in your head that you can’t see what I am doing for you?” you scream and he stares at you in disbelief.

“oh really? I am the asshole now?” he eggs you on and you reply just as aggressive.

“well, yes obviously since you seem so good at dismissing everything I have done and belittling my work, you fucking ass!”

he walks to you, cup in hand, and aura you’re so unfamiliar with that it frightens you a little, “if you’re gonna keep bitching,” and his hand is raised up high, “THEN YOU SHOULD AT LEAST DO SOMETHING RIGHT FIRST!” and the mug meets the floor in a loud crash, a dirty carpet, and glass everywhere.

the only sound after that is gojo’s heavy breaths and your choked sobs.

slowly, he comes to his senses and his eyes are far clearer, no more anger and rage behind them, “y/n, wait I—“ and he reaches out for you, only for you to slap his hand away.

“DON’T GET NEAR ME!” you yell, your chest shaking with so much fear and pain before getting out of the mansion and heading to shoko’s as she is now the only source of comfort for you.

gojo’s back is now against the wall as he curses, “god damn it!”

NANAMI KENTO:

your husband is a rather calm and collected person in general, so it was quite rare getting to see him angry.

that’s one of the reasons you were caught really off guard when it happened today.

“y/n dear, please, all I am asking is for you is to be a bit more responsible and do the chores like I do.”

you cross your arms, “well, breaking news, not everyone is like you.”

he sighs, “no need to give me any sass; I am merely asking you for some sense.”

“oh really?” you quirk an eyebrow, “now, all I do is nonsense and I am a completely irresponsible, and useless adult; oh maybe even a child! right?!”

nanami pinches the bridge of his nose, “y/n, I don’t want to argue,” his eyes meet yours for a moment making you flinch lightly, “I am not in the mood. you can drop it now.”

“you can’t just start a conversation then end it half-way, kento!”

and for the first time ever, you hear your husband raise his voice at you, “WELL A CONVERSATION WITH YOU ALWAYS LEADS TO YELLING AND PURE ANNOYANCE!” he gives his back to you, “maybe if you kept it down, then you would’ve been able to notice that,” his voice dangerously low.

his hand gets nearer to you, and you can’t help the arms that come to shield you from what would’ve come. you stay like that for a bit before untangling them and your gaze lands on your husband.

he’s shocked and wounded; he’s disappointed at himself for letting you feel this way, but did you really not trust him to the point you had to shield yourself from him? he was only going to get his cup of coffee so he can go cool down and later come to talk about the issue in a more civilized manner.

but now, all he could think about is the fear in your eyes, you finally open your mouth, a call for of his name leaves it, “kento, I didn’t mean—“

“excuse me,” he says, not adding any other word before leaving the house, leaving you alone to think and think about what happened. will this cause your gem of a relationship to crack? will he leave? is he done?

GETO SUGURU:

you are already aware of what your husband does, at least the fact that he makes non-sorcerers worship him as he steals the curses on them for himself to make an army.

even with that though, he never let you see what he actually does so you don’t get uncomfortable, and you understand.

though you didn’t expect to come back from work, a job in a nearby bakery since you quit jujustu, to heart-wrenching screams coming from one of the rooms in the house. you take off your shoes, to soften your steps, and slowly making your way to the door of said room.

it was a little open, which explained why the screams were heard, but still, how can it be so loud? just what is happening to the person?

you finally decide to peak, and are met with a sight that will possibly scar you for life.

in all your life, even when you were a sorcerer, you have never seen anything as bloody and scarring as what you are seeing: limbs separated, being feasted on by wild and barbaric beasts and curses, but you don’t know if the scenery really is the problem or the fact that your husband, who’s as gentle as a petal with you, is the the one doing that.

all of that with a smirk on his face, “damn monkeys; you’re the lowest form of life.”

your feet move without thinking, not caring anymore about making a sound or not, your instincts are telling you to run, run, run.

so you do until your legs give out when you’re right in front of the entrance of your “home”, heavy breaths escape you and you hear a tender voice, “y/n, honey, what’s wrong?”

you turn to him, slowly, and his hand makes it way to your face and once it touches, you cry, you cry your eyes out. his eyes widen in alarm and he tires to envelope you in his arms, but your arms are weakly hitting his chest, “please let me go,” a sob escapes your lips with so much force it makes you cough, “don’t hurt me,please,” and realization takes over him.

“PLEASE DON’T HURT ME! PLEASE SUGURU!” you scream, terrified; what if all what he was with you was a mere plan to lead you into the same fate?

lost in your own thoughts and fears, you don’t see the tears that cascade down your lover’s face slowly, almost unnoticeable.

his heart is aching and a lump in his throat forms, you think he will hurt you?

RYOMEN SUKUNA:

he had strictly told you not to leave the grounds of the palace, but ol’ little you wanted to explore the gardens and fields behind the fence, so what’s the best option? go off and explore, but now thinking about it, you should’ve at least taken a servant to be with you cause now you’re kind of lost.

you’re praying that sukuna doesn’t find you here and instead uses another route, but at the same you want someone to help you. however still, you’ve heard all of the tales about what happened to the women who didn’t listen to him, and they frightened you to the core.

some say that one of them was hung on a tree above a swamp so she can “rot where she belongs” and another one was thrown to a bunch of predators to feast on her while sukuna watched, almost bored.

you needed to find a way back quickly; you look around, finally noticing the footsteps you took and hurriedly following them till you’re finally back at the entrance.

you cheer quietly, happy to be back and without him finding you out, but as soon as you try to enter, you’re stopped by a guard.

“can I help you, sir?”

he eyes you up and down, “aren’t you the king’s current concubine?” and you nod.

for some reason, he grabs you by the hair harshly making you scream, “didn’t he tell you not to exist this place? you’re just a glutton of punishment like all of the others.”

you’re thrown onto the ground once again, and the guard nears your whimpering form, “disobedience is a bad sin, little girl,” and just before the spear pierces through your chest, the man is sliced to 7 pieces.

he is also stepped on by a foot, and when you look up to see its owner, it’s none other than sukuna.

you sit up to bow your head quickly, crying and sobbing, barely keeping it together as you think your end has come, “please, my lord forgive me! I only wanted to see the flowers! please, I will never disobey you again! I beg you, please don’t kill me!”

the man can only look in bewilderment, just what nonsense are you spouting? “woman, stand up.”

you never thought that your life actually flashes through your eyes.

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[daydreamvalley]

Nanami, who seems to be the most frugal person you know, but also owns a small wardrobe of the most expensive clothing because he believes in the longevity of items.

Refuses to get a new prescription for his casual glasses because he spent too much on them (even after you insisted that squinting while wearing them defeats their purpose).

Shy Nanami who over-explained to you during your first date that he’s always had a monotone voice and you should not take offense to it.

Making a promise to one another that you will try one of his sudoku magazines at least once a month. To make it more “fun” he’ll bring home luxury pastries after clocking out, if you beat him (you never do but he’ll buy them anyway to make you feel better about losing).

Nerd Nanami who hates gym bros but could go on and on about the science behind how he forms natural rock-hard abs.

Sassy Nanami who gives you one word answers like yes or no when he’s in a bad mood.

Attentive Nanami who’ll write you a handwritten letter in the morning before leaving for work that includes an apology for his moodiness the night before.

Adding: “Reheat the pancakes on the pan instead of the microwave to avoid sogginess.”

He never attends to his work after 10pm because that is reserved for your night routines and late night talks. If it’s too much paper work he’ll situate in the bedroom desk’s chair, then write as fast as possible. The possibility of you drifting off to sleep without sharing stories of the previous nights dreams is his motivation.

[mira-miraaa]

Passenger Princess

✧ prompt: drives with nanami

✧ content: 18+ mdi, nanami x fem!reader, modern au, established relationship, implied vaginal fingering, roadhead, pet names, implied daddy kink

✧ note: likes and reblogs are appreciated thanks for reading! ignore all the mistakes

❥ Nanami’s car would be as clean as the first day he bought it. Shiny from the outside, not a single smudge on the tinted windows, nor receipts or trash stuck between the seats.

❥ Nanami always waits for you outside his car when he picks you up.

❥ You always find him leaning against the passenger door as he patiently waits for you to appear. Kisses you hello once you approach him and compliments how pretty you look.

❥ The type to correctly reverse, placing one hand behind the passenger seat while stealing a glance at his girlfriend's pretty face.

❥ Nanami loves to intertwine his free hand with yours. When he does, he guides your hand toward his lips and places a soft, intimate kiss on your knuckles.

❥ Other times, his hand will land on your thigh, thumb drawing endless circles as the music plays in the background.

❥ More often than not, his gentle caresses aren't as innocent. His teasing touches gradually travel up your thigh until your legs squeeze tightly together.

❥ Nanami loves when you wear skirts or dresses. Not only because you look beautiful but also because it is much easier to slide his hand underneath the fabric.

❥ Nanami's eyes remain glued to the road as his middle finger presses on your clothed clit. He likes to feel that wet patch blossoming between your legs.

❥ "Spread wider for me, baby."

❥ Nanami enjoys it when you become an impatient whining mess. Your hips begin to grind, hoping he'll move aside your panties, but he won't until he feels the fabric sopping with your arousal.

❥ Nanami usually gives you what you want. He will probe your desperate cunt until you are whimpering his name. Yet, sometimes he isn't as kind. He'll tell you to touch yourself. "Daddy's busy right now," he says.

❥ Nanami, however, doesn't expect you to reach over to unbuckle his pants. Your hand takes his aching cock to provide it the attention it deserves.

❥ So, you work him up until his shaft hardens and the tip is dripping with precum. White, salty semen you bend over to lick off. As your spit lubricates him, he thinks of how good to him you are.

❥ "Fuck, you're such a good girl."

❥ Nanami's grip on the steering wheel tightens as you take in the tip, hand squeezing his balls. Your mouth around him is a sensation he will never get tired of experiencing. How could he? You sound so cute trying to control your gags.

❥ Somehow, one hand always ends up stroking your hair as you continue your sinful actions. His praises fill the car. He loves telling you how well you can please him. He knows you love hearing it too. You always get so eager to make him cum.

❥ And when he does, you swallow his seed with a smile. Even if your eyes are teary and your throat feels sore, you always have a glistening spark in your eyes that makes him want to fuck you all night.

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[fumekara]

MORE THAN ANYTHING 

Kento Nanami x Gn reader 

n/a: English is not my first language, besides, this Fic comes from a draft taken some time ago. I hope you enjoy it. It is my first time back to writing in a long time. 

Tw: Just pure fluff and soft sfw, the title is inspired by HH's song. 

WC: 1.1K

That night you could not fall asleep.

After turning yourself several times on the sheets of the bed, on which you had lain a couple of hours before, you looked at the half-open door through which a dim light filtered from the living room, giving the bedroom a thread of light in the darkness of the night.

You hoped your man would decide to drop the papers and paperwork he often brought home from work and come to bed with you, wrapping you in his arms so you could finally sleep in complete bliss as you usually did.

"I'll be right with you, it won't take long," he had told you when you proposed to sleep with him after you both went through a long day at work.

However, this was one of those evenings when Kento would spend hours on the kitchen table filling out paperwork late into the night. Although he hated office work, he was always diligent and meticulous when it came to completing his tasks.

It was a characteristic that made you feel proud of the man you loved, yet no matter how responsible and careful he was in managing his time and energy, you were sure he was beginning to place less importance on his rest. You wanted so much for him to give up those silly practices and take the rest he deserved.

After staring at the ceiling for an hour, you sat on your side of the bed, shivering from the sudden cold due to the lack of blankets, and looking at the bedside table you saw that 00:50 was written on the screen. And even today he worked late 

You got up and, making as little noise as possible, took small steps towards the living room.

Kento was writing something on his laptop, surrounded by a pile of papers divided into folders of various kinds lit by the light of the monitor and the lamp you kept in the corner of the kitchen.

He noticed your presence and gave you a small, tired smile, giving your heart some warmth.

"Are you still awake, love?" He asked as he leaned against the back of the chair.

"I could tell you the same thing," you replied a little sleepily, returning the smile and moving closer to the blond. As sorry as you are that he was exhausted from work, you couldn't help but think about how handsome he was. Even though you'd been together for a few years, the love you felt for this man had always had that effect on you. I've been waiting for you,' you said, heading towards him. 

You sit on his lap and he wraps his big arms around you, you notice that the sleeves of his shirt are rolled up and show off his forearms, something he always did when he came home. Leaning his head on your shoulder and inhaling deeply, he loses himself in your scent and warmth. Suddenly all the tiredness he had put aside to work on his papers came over him like a wave of a stormy sea, but the fact that you were there with him gave him a feeling of comfort.

He always felt at home with you. 

"I'm sorry Y/N". He rubbed his head in the crook of your neck "I was late again without me noticing" he said, planting a chaste kiss on an exposed spot on your shoulder.

Gently you brushed his hair back with one hand, while with the other you closed the laptop he was working on just now, making it clear that it was time for him to take the rest he so richly deserved.

"Come to sleep, Kento, it's not good for you to stay here late and I miss you," you said as you rested your head on his soft hair on your cheek.

"I know, you're right," he lifted his chin, placing a kiss on your neck, "I don't like leaving you alone either."

Lifting your head slightly, you turned to stare at him, touching his cheek lovingly as you looked intently into his eyes.

Pure love

You couldn't have found any other words to describe the way he looked at you whenever you were in situations like this, alone, with no one else to interrupt you, without Gojo, just the two of you. He made you feel loved, important, and you often thought back to the moment you realized you had fallen in love with him.

As a result, Nanami couldn't understand how he could have you in his life, how lucky he was to have you and how much he regretted making you go through nights like this when he left you alone. He felt selfish and the only thing he wanted at that moment was to go to bed and wrap you in his arms with your head against his chest. 

You remained in that position for a long time, a wonderful feeling for both of you. He placed his face on yours and then gave you a kiss on the cheek savoring the aroma.

Without saying anything, you got up from his lap, took his hand without taking your eyes off his and, after switching off the lights, slowly guided him towards your shared bedroom.

"I'm sorry I don't spend much time with you," he said as he shed his work clothes, "I don't want you to stay up because of me, but I appreciate you doing so." After slipping into his sweatpants, he settled next to you in bed as you wrapped him with the quilt.

"You don't have to apologize for working so hard, you have done and are doing a great job. I just want you not to overdo the work, everyone deserves a break and you especially." After turning off the lights you lie down beside him and feel him encircling your waist with his arm "Don't think you are being mean to me Kento, you always do so much for me, you show me that every day and remind me every time you look at me." 

In the darkness you could glimpse his small smile that made your heart melt.

"Come here," he told you as he felt butterflies in his stomach, as if he had managed to fall in love with you even more than before.

More than anything. 

You felt his grip envelop you even more as you brought faces closer and met lips in a chaste, soft, pure kiss. 

When you pulled away, you rested your head on his chest and closed your eyes.

"I love you Y/N."

"I love you too, darling." 

You both fell asleep wrapped in bliss.

[rishiguro]

“PLEASE DON‘T LEAVE ME” - N. KENTO

warnings: husband!nanami. hurt/comfort(ish???)

you don’t know when the shouting started. you were supposed to have a discussion, a talk, nothing more. and yet here you stood, hours after the sun has set, facing your husband.

in hindsight, maybe you shouldn’t have brought it up today. after all, you had seen the tired look on nanami’s face. you had noticed his already loosened tie hanging from his neck and you had heard his slurred steps and deep sigh when he entered the home.

and yet you decided to speak up. you just couldn’t bear it anymore, you felt alone, left out, abandoned.

you felt everything that he promised you you wouldn’t feel anymore.

your relationship has been rocky for the past weeks. late nights that separated the two of you, nothing more then meaningless small talk during those rare times that you did see each other during the day, kisses and pecks that seemed to feel more like chores than displays of the affection and love that you felt for each other.

it wasn’t supposed to be this way.

you promised each other genuine love and care, time and respect.

you loved each other. you promised yourselves to each other. you wanted to spend the rest of your lives together.

and get here you stood now, facing each other with heavy hearts and icy glares. the room was silent, your heart beating so loudly in your chest that you feared nanami could hear it. it was like you could still hear the last words that you had thrown at him, just like his yelled words were still dancing in your ear.

the silence was so loud, almost deafening you.

until nanami decided to break it.

the blonde man took a deep breath, his fingers pinching the bridge of his nose. “i cant do this now,” he said, you didn’t know if it was more to himself than to you.

with wide eyes you watched as he turned around, grabbing his coat that he had lazily thrown on the couch.

“where are you going?” you asked as nanami turned around, putting on the clothing item as he took his first steps.

“out,” nanami curtly replied, throwing a short glance at you before turning around again. “i need some air”

“don’t—“

“please don’t leave,” you interrupted, staring at your husband with wide eyes; afraid, terrified of the situation that was currently unfolding in front of you. “don’t— don’t leave me”

he couldn’t leave you, he couldn’t just walk out, he wouldn’t, would he?

“what?” nanami turned around, his hand falling off the doorknob in shock.

leave you?

“please,” you begged again, tears slowly filling your eyes and blurring your vision. sinking your teeth into your bottom lip you clenched your hands on your sides. you went too far, didn’t you? you should’ve waited, you should’ve sucked it up, you should’ve done it any other day. “i don’t want to lose you”

nanami on the other hand was confused, looking at your shaking form in shock as he took careful steps towards you. he was uncomfortable, he hated yelling at you. he didn’t want to, he didn’t mean to raise his voice. the blonde simply wanted to get out, distance himself from that fight with you and talk it over with you in the morning. he hated the thought of being angry at each other and not being able to have a calm conversation. and yet here you were now, exhausted after yelling at each other for god knows how long, and his partner in front of him, shaking, crying. “what are you—“

“i love you, please,” you continued, sinking your gaze to the floor. he promised to stay, he couldn’t just leave you behind.

“baby—“

you don’t know if he said anything else, your ears feeling like they had been stuffed with cotton. you would be damned if you just let him leave, damned if the last thing he heard from you were words that you angrily shouted at him.

“i’m sorry” it wasn’t until you felt nanami’s hands grabbing yours, thumbs rubbing over your skin that you allowed yourself to lift your head, directly looking into his eyes. “i didn’t mean to shout at you, i just got so frustrated, i’m sorry,” you whispered. “please, don’t leave me. i can’t lose you.”

soon after you couldn’t suppress the sobs stuck in your throat, allowing them to break free. nanami immediately pulled you into his embrace, carefully pressing you closer to him and letting you cry into him.

“i’m sorry too” your husband only spoke after your sobs had long died down, however he didn’t let go of you, his arms still snug around you. “i shouldn’t have said those things. i don’t know what came over me”

you enjoyed being embraced by him after so long, soaking up his warmth. being in his arms felt so familiar, so warm, so safe. you had almost forgot what it felt like. “i don’t want to leave you, i would never. i love you”

he loved you.

“we’ll be okay,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to your temple.

a promise.

you were far from okay. far from what the two of you used to be — a couple that had once been so full of love and utter devotion, a love that everyone could see and feel when the two of you were together. it was in those small kisses that you exchanged when you thought that nobody was looking, in the fleeting, yet comforting touches whenever you would pass each other, in the tender way you spoke to each other and chose your words with such care and it was in the way your eyes would light up whenever you’d see each other.

a fairytale kind of love.

and you weren’t there right now and the both of you knew that.

yet these few words were what you needed to hear from your husband to feel reassured. he loved you no less than he did before, no matter what — even if it was tough between the both of you.

you’ll be okay.

“let’s go to bed,” nanami suggested, keeping you tight against his chest. you kept silent, your eyes closed as you did nothing more but enjoy your husband’s embrace. “we can talk about this tomorrow, okay?”

“yeah”

“i love you,” the blonde whispered after pressing a kiss to your forehead.

you leaned your forehead against his, a small smile in your teary cheeks. “i love you too”

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[bokutosmochi]

SHE'S A WH♡RE! I L♡VE IT! ♡ NANAMI KENTO

what's it? smut

allergen warning/s? fem!reader, sub!reader, pain play, mentions of biting, fingering, name calling [whore, slut], degradation, choking, impact play [slapping]

regulars? @sugusshi [send me an ask if you want to be added/removed from the taglist]

sugar level? 0.6k

bon appetit!

nanami kento who, at the start of your relationship, tells you to not hesitate to tell him if you want to indulge in one of your kinks.

nanami kento who always looks at you with pride, at the things you have done, and the things you have accomplished.

nanami kento who's always been so supportive of everything you do, both with your work as a jujutsu sorcerer, and your habits and hobbies outside of your line of work.

nanami kento who's hesitant when you first tell him about how you're into pain play. he bites his lip and looks away, gears turning in his head. he most he's ever done for a masochistic partner was choking and biting. he's not really sure how to engage when you wanted him to slap you around and manhandle you around the room like a ragdoll.

nanami kento who nods after mulling it over for a few seconds. "but i'll do my research on it, and we must establish our boundaries first, okay, sweetheart?"

nanami kento who's so awestruck by how nice and warm you are when you nodded at him, "of course, kento. take all the time you need."

nanami kento who can't believe his eyes that the person whom has always greeted him with the sweetest kiss good morning is the same person that is currently whining and wriggling in his hold.

"tighter," you gasp out.

one of nanami's hands was wrapped around your throat, yet as he complied with your request, your eyes simply rolled to the back of your head and the small o of your mouth widened as you gasped. two of his thick, calloused fingers were buried deep inside your cunt, so he felt the way your pussy spasmed around his wet digits.

"such a whore," he commented, shaking his head. "i didn't realize i have a slut for a girlfriend." the way he said it was harsh, cruel. it should have made you tear up in disbelief. maybe you'd push him away with an i can't believe you just said that! but it doesn't. instead, it leaves you whining, grinding down on his fingers that never moved. their only purpose was to tease you, give you a taste of what you could have in a span of minutes, or hours. depending on how your boyfriend was feeling, if he wanted to be especially mean to you or not.

his hand on your neck loosened for a moment, before letting go of the sensitive body part completely. you couldn't help the way your bottom lip jutted out in a pout -- it was second nature to you after he'd taken away something so desirable.

you were about to open your mouth and complain; be a brat about nanami stripping the pleasurable pressure on your neck away from you, but before you could utter a single word, you feel a sharp sting on the side of your face; your cheek.

despite it being unexpected, and the first - of hopefully many - slap that was delivered to you, your pussy tightened around nanami's appendages all the same. in fact, you thought it was better because of how you didn't see it coming.

the impact set your nerves on fire. he had barely touched you, yet you were already on the verge of cumming in the pretty pink cotton panties nanami had just pushed to the side to have access to your pussy.

you were in a daze, eyes cloudy and seemingly in a white, mist-like haze, barely able to catch the way nanami hissed at your reaction. "you get off to this? you're just as bad as the common whore."

i get: reblog

you get: nanami's tie

[doumadono]

Cooongrats on 3k again...

Sooo I came to ask for one more...

I'd like to politly ask for Nanami x fem!reader - mini fik with - "Realizing they’re falling in love”

Just on lil thing. We all know Nanami, big, handsome and serious... What if reader was complete opposite! Small, pretty, playful and colorful. That would be interesting ya know!

Opposites attract

Game night - Nanami x Reader

Synopsis: you find yourself paired with Nanami during the game night organized by Gojo following yet another successful mission A/N: thank you, darling, you're the most adorable! I appreciate you requesting the second fic for my celebration. I hope you'll enjoy this little story ♥

MASTERLIST

After yet another successful mission, Gojo decided to host a celebration at Tokyo Jujutsu High's dormitory. The atmosphere was lively and filled with laughter as the students gathered to unwind after a job well done. Much to your surprise, Gojo had extended invitations to other sorcerers for the gathering, and among them was Kento Nanami, who had been your reliable partner during the mission.

As you entered the party, your eyes couldn't help but seek out Nanami, the tall and handsome sorcerer with a serious demeanor. You had always admired him from afar, but working together during the mission had doubled those feelings. Your heart fluttered whenever he was near, and you found yourself hoping to be paired with him during the games Gojo had prepared for the party.

When Gojo announced the teams for the first game, Curse Word Puzzle, luck was on your side. You and Nanami were paired together, and your heart skipped a beat in excitement. Your opponents were none other than Gojo and Itadori, making it an interesting matchup.

Teams were given a puzzle to solve, but the pieces were cursed. Each piece would only fit into the correct position once a jujutsu technique was used on it. The team that solved the puzzle first would win.

As the game began, you and Nanami effortlessly coordinated with each other. Your playful and creative ideas were complemented by his strategic thinking. It was as if you had an unspoken understanding that allowed you to work together seamlessly.

"Take things slow, Y/N. Think carefully, consider everything twice," Kento told you, giving you a quick glance.

Throughout the game, you found yourself stealing glances at Nanami, noticing the way his brows furrowed in concentration and how a small smile graced his lips whenever you came up with an unconventional solution. Was he genuinely fond of working with you? You hoped so.

You and Nanami won, of course.

As the evening went on, you and Nanami made a formidable team, taking the lead in the games against others. The more you worked together, the more your feelings for him intensified. It wasn't just admiration anymore; it was something deeper, something that made your heart race and your cheeks flush whenever he was near.

During the final game, Blindfolded Obstacle Course, which involved navigating through an obstacle course blindfolded, you and Nanami faced the challenge head-on. He guided you with steady instructions, and you trusted him implicitly, feeling a sense of security in his guidance.

With his help, you navigated the obstacles with grace and skill, leaving your opponents, Panda and Fushiguro trailing behind. As you reached the finish line, you couldn't contain your excitement, and you turned to Nanami, your eyes shining with joy as you took the blindfold off. "We did it, Nanami-san! We make such an amazing team!" you exclaimed, your voice filled with genuine happiness as you jumped in your place, clapping your hands.

He smiled, a hint of warmth in his eyes. "Indeed, we do," he replied, a touch of pride lingering in his voice.

As the party continued, you and Nanami found yourselves spending more time together, drinking, laughing and sharing stories from the missions and your lives. It felt like the world around you faded away, and it was just the two of you in that moment.

You realized that your feelings for Nanami were undeniable. There was something about him that drew you in like a moth to a flame, and working alongside him had only strengthened that connection. Nanami's serious demeanor and strong presence were appealing to you. Not to mention he was so handsome!

As the night progressed, you and Nanami sought a moment of tranquility away from the bustling dormitory, making your way to the serene rooftop to embrace the quiet of the night. Itadori and Nobara, sharing the same desire for peace, were already there, savoring their drinks in the solace of the moonlit sky, far from prying eyes.

The moonlight cast a gentle glow, and the cool breeze added a touch of comfort to the atmosphere.

You took a deep breath, gathering your courage to express your feelings. "Nanami-san," you began, your voice a little shaky, "I have to tell you something."

He turned to look at you, his gaze soft and attentive. "Go ahead," he encouraged, taking a sip of his drink.

"I… I've had a crush on you for a while now," you admitted, your cheeks turning pink. "But working with you today, it made me realize that my feelings for you have grown even stronger. I… I think I'm falling in love with you, Nanami-san. I understand it may sound cliché, but that's truly how I feel. Please forgive me…"

For a moment, there was silence, and you feared that you had overstepped or made things awkward between you two. But then Nanami reached for your hand, holding it gently in his large one. "I had a feeling you might feel that way," he said softly, his thumb gently caressing the back of your hand. "And I must admit, I find myself drawn to you too. Your colorful spirit brings joy to those around you, and I can't help but be captivated by it. It's intriguing."

Your heart soared at his words, and a wide smile spread across your face. "Really?" you asked, unable to hide your happiness.

He chuckled, a sound that warmed your heart. "Yes, really. I've tried to keep my feelings in check, but being with you tonight made it clear that I can't ignore them any longer. I like spending time with you, Y/N."

With a surge of boldness, you leaned in, capturing his lips in a gentle kiss. It was a soft and tender moment, filled with the realization that your feelings were reciprocated.

As you pulled away, Nanami's gaze held a mixture of fondness and sincerity. "I'm glad we can be honest with each other," he said, his voice warm and genuine.

"Me too," you replied, a sense of contentment washing over you. "I don't know where this will lead, but I'm excited to find out."

Nanami smiled, a rare and beautiful sight that made your heart flutter. "I am too," he said, leaning in to press another soft kiss to your lips.

In that rooftop embrace, you both realized that you had found something special.

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[9toji]

It's my cheat day today so can I get some ...120 Nanami please extra spice

3; NANAMI KENTO + FACESITTING pairing ; nanami kento x fem! reader

tags ; face-sitting, puss-eating, nanami gets a lil suffocated, cum-eating, he rewards you for letting him eat u out later hee-hee, cliffhanger-ish ending

nanami can barely breathe, his mind going hazy as you placed your ass' weight on top of his face. eyes are droopy, hands that grip on the cheeks shake slightly. "sit on me properly dear, don't you want to me to please you, hmm?" he coos, heaving a large breath when he feels you move your hips, your cunt was against his mouth, perfect.. he thought.

it looks so good, he thinks. lapping his tongue up n down your glistening hole, a little teasing lick to your already hardened cunt. he chuckles breathily when he feels you shudder from pleasure, groaning when he gets a perfect taste of your essence. his tufts of blonde hair was what you hold on to, pulling on them when he dives his face farther inside. "taste so good for me, don't move too much sweetheart. need to properly lick you up, need to taste you so bad." he groans, his muscular digits digging into the flesh of your ass, dazed as he runs his tongue, mouth sucking on your cunt with an indescribable hunger. he grunts, prompting you to sit back down properly. you could feel him grow needier, chasing an orgasm out of you. a swift thumb presses down on your clit as nanami keeps eating you out, circling it with ease as your sopping wet essence act as a lube to let his tongue lather you, fingers reeling in to help him get what he wants, a faceful of your cum. his digits play with your hole, tongue still seeping inside you to make you shake with pleasure, and with a jolt and a whimper, you cum. nanami groans once more, a very very pleased sigh as it drips down on to his face. he sighs, taking a handful before sucking on his cum-coated fingers. chuckles leave your husband as he asks you to sit back down, "you taste so good, thanks for the appetizer." he clears his throat, "time for the main course, i guess." kento grins dazedly, toppling you over on the bed, his belt already itching to be unbuckled, his hands grip on your thighs with need. "thanks for letting me indulge in you, gonna reward you nice and well sweetheart."

[shipwreckd-0]

Milf Nanami 🛐