Sweet

sweet

⋆ ࣪. kento nanami x reader

-16 and ageless blogs dni

contents Ⳋ softdom!nanami, whiny reader, oral (f!r), praise, overstimulation

a/n : i need him carnally RAHHH ; first writing upload plz be nice

word count: 470

“nngh, fuck, ken, ‘s too much—!” you whined, your voice raspy from the amount of moaning and crying you’ve been doing. for the past hour, nanami has been eating you out, ripping orgasm after orgasm out of your sweet cunt. he reveled in the sound of your pleasure, it being the only thing on his mind all day.

he pressed a kiss to your clit, lifting his face to speak, his thumb circling your bundle of nerves. “cmon, baby,” he encouraged, the bottom half of his face shining with slick, “just one more. one more f’me, okay?” he never broke eye contact with you, biting into the fat of your inner thigh before you weakly nod. “o—okay, please, make me cum,”

“that’s a good girl,” he praised before diving back into your slick folds, his tongue licking a fat stripe up your slit before continuing to ravish you. your head fell back against the soft pillow beneath you, your hands flying to his head and tugging on the blonde locks. he groaned, it rumbling deep within his chest and vibrating against your cunt.

your back arched off the bed as you cried, your plush legs clamping down against the sides of his head. he loved it. he loved you. your legs began to shake, your nth orgasm beginning to build up once again. “oh— oh, kento, it’s so good,” you whined, “im gna cum, gonna cum s’hard, don’t stop—“ you warned, your voice shaky and words slurred from overstimulation.

he hummed against your cunt, his tongue diving deep into your spongy walls as his nose bumped your clit. “mhm, mhm,” he encouraged, your jaw going slack as your orgasm washed over you. you weren’t able to warn him; your mind going blank as you squirted, him doing his best to get it all into his mouth, working you through it. your body went limp against the mattress, your legs falling open as you panted. he pressed a kiss to your thigh and on your belly before leaning up to press a kiss to your lips. he tasted like you.

“did so good for me, sweetheart,” he praised, rubbing soft circles into your hip as he lifted you on top of him, his arms wrapping around your hips. “so fuckin’ good. such a messy girl,” he chided, making your face burn. he continued peppering soft kisses along your skin, making you melt into him.

“let’s get you cleaned up, yeah?” he suggested, his voice ever-so soft. you shook your head. “mmn, not yet,” you whined, “want you t’ hold me for a bit, please,” nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck, making him chuckle, the sound rumbling against you. “you’re so cute, you know that? i’ll hold you as long as you want, pretty.”

and he did just that.

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And ykw? Taiga could get it too. he’d prob kill me in the process But that’s okay id let him

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kawamarii

9 months ago

“Have you ever wondered where we’ll get married?”

Your question comes out of nowhere—not much catches Sukuna off guard, but this question manages to make him pause. His eyes don’t leave the screen of his phone, thumb swiping along as he sits beside you. You drag a finger along his tattooed arm, grinning as he clicks his teeth.

“Who said I want to marry you?” He grunts.

You smile wider. It’s a knowing, amused little thing that stretches over the contours of your face like you know better. (You do. Sukuna is better at lying than telling the truth, but you’re even better at picking apart every little fib for the honesty he doesn’t want you to know. You wonder if he realizes that.)

“Who else would you marry?” You snort, “that girl from the convenience store? She has the hots for you, y’know.”

You nudge him with your shoulder, biting back a laugh when his lips curl into an almost irritated sneer as he scoffs. “She’s ugly.”

“Harsh,” you pretend to wince in sympathy, “then the waitress at that cafe? Don’t tell me you haven’t noticed her eye your tattoos.”

“Too fuckin’ whiny. Her voice makes my eardrums bleed.”

You can count on one hand the number of people Sukuna tolerates—and yes, it’s important to note that he tolerates people. He doesn’t really like anyone. He likes you, though. You’re a little confident about that because when your fingers slip under his shirt to glide against his bare chest, he lets you. He leans into it, too.

It’s because he likes you.

“Oh!” You gasp, snapping your finger like you’ve just thought of the perfect idea, “that girl from the bakery? She gives you free stuff all the time. I love it when I get to eat free bread, don’t you?”

“No. She’s a pushover. It’s pathetic.”

“We’ll never get you a wife at this rate,” you sigh dramatically, shaking your head. You look almost—almost—saddened by the idea. And then you perk up, “what about we search for a husband for me, instead? How about that guy from—”

“What the fuck are you on about?” He turns his head to glare at you. He’s annoyed—you can tell because his eyes are narrowed and his jaw is clenched. You can also tell because his heart is beating under your hand. One thump after the other. Faster, faster.

“Well I have to find someone if you won’t do it,” you pout. “I want a wedding in Okinawa. Know any guys who don’t mind getting married in Okinawa?”

“No,” he growls. His heart is still beating. Faster, faster.

“Then I’m doomed,” you collapse against the couch, theatrically draping an arm over your face as you woefully add, “my big fat Okinawa wedding dreams broken. What ever—”

“Enough,” he hisses. He grabs your hand, inspects the fingers for a moment before casually tossing it back onto your lap as he mumbles, “you can have your stupid wedding if it shuts you up. And don’t talk to that guy ever again.”

And then he’s back to scrolling through his phone, thumb gliding across the screen as you curl into his side with a satisfied grin. Sukuna doesn’t like anyone. He could make a list of all the reasons why.

It all boils down to the fact that none of them are you.

“Perfect,” you say excitedly, “we’ll get married in Okinawa, then. Here are the rings I had in mind—pay attention, okay?”

“Have You Ever Wondered Where We’ll Get Married?”

sometimes you just have to gaslight your feral bf into marriage, you know?

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kawamarii

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guyyys i’m sorry for the inactivity im staying w my aunt for the next week n a half so i dont have lots of free time >< yap in the tags

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kawamarii

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