Typed Fein Instead Of Feign

typed fein instead of feign

i love men that are submissive in a knight to their princess kinda way

thinking about tailor!nanami …. suggestive!

you’re tasting coffee on his lips while he hopes they aren’t chapped. such a gentleman—isn’t he? even when he’s breaking the rules.

getting frisky in the dressing room wasn’t how he expected today to go. especially when you called the boutique at three, requesting “anyone but nanami” to fit your shirt for you. but he wasn’t complaining. you whisked him away after his coworker took your clothes. sure, it’s cramped and dim. but even if he had something to say, you were keeping him busy.

his hand slides up, lingering on your inner thigh, where your skin meets his. kento’s arms fell asleep a long time ago, yet now they move on their own. the hushed talks on the other side of the wall fail to reach his ears.

with a glow that definitely wasn’t there before, you smile up at him as he stares down.

“ken, you’ll fix my dress tomorrow too, won’t you?”

the customer is always right.

masterlist

i am sad disheartened

jelly kuroo :0

i am NAWT writing this kinich fic w both hands .