A Short Poem For My Love, Kento Nanami

A short poem for my love, Kento Nanami

Nanami, namami, oh dear nanami.

Why is thou not in my sheets?

Why is thy meat, not in me.

Just one slurp, I beg of thee.

Just one nut, but in me.

RULES⋆｡°✩

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I mostly write headcanons, but I also write fics.

I write f!reader unless it's mentioned otherwise.

Genre: fluff, smut, angst

Characters: Satoru, Suguru, Kento, Choso, Toji, Sukuna, Takuma, Hiromi, Shoko (I'll write more if I get requests)

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Kinks I will not write for: p!ss kink, !ncest, p3dophilia, noncon

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He Might Not Look Like He Gets Bitches (but honey, that dick was 11 inches)

Pairing: Inexperienced!Choso Kamo x Fem!Reader

Warnings: NSFW, smut, fingering, clit rubbing, reader teaches Choso, oral (both f and m receiving), handjob, p in v, no protection, creampie, (slight) tummy bulge, loss of virginity (Choso), not proofread

WC: 1.5K

(18+) MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

“What are they doing there?”

Your head jerks sideways towards Choso as he speaks, then goes back and forth from Choso to the movie playing on the TV, where two actors had involved themselves in a passionate make out session. “They’re kissing…?”

He tilts his head in confusion, “Why?”

You try to sound as casual as possible as you say, “Because the characters are attracted to each other.”

“Attracted… to each other…” he repeats your words, making you unsure of whether you’re supposed to be teaching him this. Before you can say anything, he shifts in his seat as he says, “I want to try it.”

“Okay, you will do it–”

“Can you teach me?”

Your breath hitches at his forwardness. “You want me to teach you how to kiss?”

“Yes,” he says with a little too much surety.

“Now?”

“Yes.”

You slowly move closer to him until you’re straddling him. You feel his breath hitch as you cup his face slowly, his deep brown eyes sinking into yours. “Ready?” you ask, your voice imitating a hum of assurance. He simply nods in response. You start by kissing his cheeks, already feeling the goosebumps at the back of his neck. You then kiss his forehead and nose. He lets out a small whimper when you finally peck his lips, his head jerking forward, wanting more. He immediately reaches for the TV remote and turns it off, which makes you giggle. “Eager, are we?” You peck his lips again, to which he nods needily in response.

You finally crash your lips against his, moving softly. He tenses up at first but melts into it eventually, his yearning lingering in every movement of his lips. 

You break the kiss, “You like that?”

He seems too overwhelmed to speak. The only word he can get out is “More…”

You kiss him again, this time more passionately. You slowly insert your tongue in his mouth, to which he jerks a little before melting into the kiss once again. Eventually, he begins to move his tongue against yours. Sounds heavy breathing fills the room.

Breaking from your kiss, you begin to kiss his jaw, then neck. Choso whimpers at the feeling. He lets out a hitched breath as you feel his pants tighten beneath you. 

“Hahh, wha-” Choso pants.

You stop doing what you were doing. “What’s wrong?”

“I feel… weird down there,” he says, “It hurts.” You chuckle softly, “Oh, honey, you have a boner…”

“A what?” “A boner. It’s completely natural. It happens when you’re aroused.” “Aroused…” he repeats as though the word is foreign to his tongue.

“Sexually excited,” you explain further, causing a blush to creep up his pale cheeks.

You return to your previous position of kissing him, trailing your kisses from his jaw to his neck as you tug on the hem of his shirt. He lifts himself up as you take his shirt off and trail your kisses down to his torso. His breath shifts from being fast to being heavy. 

As your mouth reaches the top of his happy trail, you look up to him and touch his crotch over his pants.

“Ngh,” he whimpers, “It hurts…”

“Yeah?” you coo, “I can fix that.”

You unbuckle his pants, sliding it down to the floor as you stare at him sitting with only his boxers. You rub his cock through his pants, making him moan needily. 

“Can I take these off?” you ask, hooking your fingers on the waistband of his boxers. He nods frantically.

The moment the boxers come off, you are surprised at how big he is. You take his cock, needing both your hands to jerk him off. His head falls back on the couch as he moans at your touch. You finally put him in your mouth. 

“Ohh yeah yes mmm,” he moans as you bob your head, letting his tip hit against the back of your throat. “Y/N… so good… right there yeah yeahh.”

Before you know it, he shoots his cum inside your mouth. You swallow and look up at him with a smile. “Feel better?”

He looks down at you with a mixture of surprise, confusion, and satisfaction. “What was that?”

“That was an orgasm. You just came.”

He is still panting. “That felt amazing.”

You chuckle. “I’m glad it did.” You straddle him again, your lips meeting his in an even more passionate kiss. This time, you moan into his mouth. His hand rakes over your body, sliding under your shirt as you hum.

“Can I take this off?” he asks and you nod in reply. You raise your arms as he takes off your shirt and reveals your bra-clad torso. He trails his fingers along the line of your lace bra. “Pretty,” he mutters before unclasping the hook to expose your perky tits. He reaches to grab them, his thumb flicks your nipples and you stifle a moan, your arousal pooling in your panties.

“Fuck, Cho… I need you…” you manage to say.

“Can I do the same to you?” he asks, sounding a little unsure of what he’s saying. “The thing you did to me?”

You don't waste a moment to breath out, “Yes, please.”

You lay on your back on the couch as he follows your path by kissing your jaw, then neck, finally reaching your tits as he sucks on your nipples, making you let out a soft moan, the sound music to Choso’s ears. He mimics your work as his mouth wanders down to your stomach, right above the waistband of your shorts. 

“Can I open this?” he asks. You lift your hips up in response and he slides your shorts down to reveal your lace panties, already wet from desperation. He slowly touches the wet patch, making you groan. He slides your panties off and the only way you’d describe the way you spread your legs is pathetic.

He takes a deep breath as your pussy comes into display, his eyes intensely observing every inch of your exposed body. He reaches his hand to touch your pussy lips.

You guide his fingers to your engorged clit. “Here… touch me here, please,” you pant out. “That’s the clit, the most sensitive part of female genitalia.”

He rubs slow circles on your clit, your eyes rolling back in response. “The clit,” he repeats. 

“Ngh, fuck, yes, baby,” you moan out. Inserting two fingers into yourself, you show Choso how to finger someone. Choso replicates your actions with two fingers while his thumb focuses on your clit. 

With that move, you absolutely lose your mind. Your eyes roll back and you let out a long moan, arching your back. “Yes, fuck yes, baby, keep going ahh ahh just like that mmmm fuck yeah yeah.”

He positions his head between your legs, his warm breath hits against your pussy before he starts nibbling at your clit while his two fingers hit your g-spot. You let out even louder moans, losing yourself into blissful pleasure you never want to return from, never want to be found again. 

You feel yourself tighten, the familiar anticipation rushing through your body before you let it all go with a loud moan. Choso sits up, his eyes raking over your glistening pussy with utter fascination as you look up at him panting. 

“Was it okay?” his nervous voice speaks.

You take a few breaths to collect yourself before answering. “That was amazing, baby.” He blushes in response. You notice his bulge again. “Cho, are you hard again?”

He looks down in embarrassment. “Oh, uhm– yeah.”

You crawl up to him and straddle his thighs which makes his breath hitch once again. You remove a few strands of hair from his face and cup his cheeks. “Do you trust me?” you ask him.

He doesn’t waste a breath. “Yes.”

You take his cock from beneath you and rub it before slowly inserting it in your pussy. The face Choso makes at that sensation can only be described as euphoric. “Are you okay?” you ask.

“Yes,” he breathes out desperately, “Yes, yes, please keep going.” With permission, you fully insert him inside of you, feeling a bulge inside your stomach. 

“Oh, fuck, you’re so big mmm,” you gasp out. “Can I move?” Choso nods and you begin to bounce slowly, gradually building up your pace. Every bounce, every thrust takes you both to the twilight zone. The sounds of pleasure echoes through the whole room.

“Oh, I’m close,” Choso says. You reach down to rub your clit to stimulate yourself. His eyes widen as he sees you do that and reaches his hand to pleasure you instead. It doesn’t take long for the both of you to spill out your cum. 

You get off him and lay on your back against the couch, panting heavily. Choso relaxes onto the couch with his head leaned against it. He looks between your spread legs, taking in the sight of his juices coming out of your pussy. 

“Are you okay?” you ask once again.

“Never been better.” 

A/N: Not me writing this while never having held hands romantically (I've never even had a talking stage).

choso ☆

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