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Kento Nanami (七海 建人) - Jujutsu Kaisen 2nd Season - Episode 12

kinktober • day two

kink: office sex

character: nanami kento

show : Jujutsu Kaisen

fic type: drabble ( wc: 1.2K)

content warning + themes: choking (he uses his tie), spit play, missionary, squirting, daddy’s used a couple times, infidelity, hint of toxic nanamin

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“K-Kent—I’m gonna come if you don’t stop! I’ll make a mess..ruin all of the newest reports.”

“Correct me if I’m wrong, sweetheart..but is that not the point? Besides..it’s nothing we can’t fix.”

the type of banter that one would ever expect to be partaken during such a sexy, intimate moment. It was a scene akin to something from a movie or a corny, cliche porno. Alas though, it was your reality..back pressed to the pinewood desk, legs hiked up midair and three fingers hooked inside of your cheek. Being thrashed around on the base of your boss’ cock. Sharp thrusts being fed to your fertile little cunt…making a mess would have been quite the understatement at this point. A blanket like sheath and strings of your creamy arousal dripping all over his shaft. Honestly, he was the only man who could ever invoke such a reaction from you.

“Tell me though, my dear?..Can he make you do this? Hmm..has that boyfriend of yours ever made you come like this? You’re so turned on right now…” it was a fact that CEO and your secret fling, Nanami Kento was quite proud of. Holding you up after hours, long after the remainder of the staff had dissipated and gone home. Using the guise of some ‘special assignment’ that he only entrusted in your hands to have you squirting all over him. “We—really shouldn’t be doing this!—ahh fuck! It’s so wrong.” The words flowed from your mouth yet they meant nothing. Not when your body was singing an entirely different tune. One where you were writhing underneath him and sloshing around in your own slick. Having ripped your top open, Kento glared vehemently as your ample breasts bounced around, crashing against each other. In truth, there was nothing your sorry ass excuse of a man..if he could even be called one, could do with you. A woman of your pedigree deserved nothing but the best in every single aspect, including dick. You had been employed here for three years and not once had he ever seen that asshole bringing you lunch or flowers. But rather, aggravation and headaches about some girl he had been messing around with or how he had taken your car whilst you were out working. It utterly repulsed him! So he was going to vet every bit of his frustrations by fucking you senseless..

“But it feels so…fucking right? Wouldn’t you agree, sweetheart? I mean, it surely seems like you do with the way you’re squeezing my dick.”

for all the days that he had watched you strut about throughout the office halls, wearing something far too revealing and rousing..all the nights he had dreamt of getting you alone and letting his tongue trail up your thighs as he teased that soaking center. Knowing the sheer anticipation alone had you turned on; waiting for him to peel back those panties and letting that sticky layer of arousal be exposed to the cool elements. Watching those nipples stiffen up as he pinched them between his fingertips…taking all of the time in the world to pleasure you. Which luckily came to fruition tonight. He had you panting like a little dog in heat, salivating and falling all over yourself..having already invoked one orgasm, he was hoping to produce so many, you’d barely be able to function. Wielding that dark tan tie that had cheetah print littering the material, Kento fastened the grip around his knuckles, tugging tighter as to slightly restrict your air. Being choked definitely turned you on more than you’d care to let on. Also, it would keep you reigned in, just in case you decided to run from the dick!..

“Tell the truth. He can’t get you this wet. Now can he? I’m the only one that can, right? This is the type of fucking you deserve, isn’t it?” Questioning with gentle coos as he slid a thumb between your lips to suckle on. Those innocent looking eyes glaring right up at him. Feeding you a soft slap to the cheek, Kento posed the question once more before ramming his cock deeper. “Y-yes, daddy.” Evoking a smirk and earning yourself a sloppy kiss as he placed a hand to the center of your stomach. “Thaaat’s my good girl. Now you just keep coming on this dick. That’s your only job right now, understand?” To which you’d nod, reassuring him you’d do as he said. Those quivering legs rested atop his shoulder blades, ankles laced with gentle pecks to assist in calming you down. When he’d notice your gaze starting to falter and your head falling backwards, Kento made haste in snatching it back up before hooking your jaws with two fingers.

“Hey, eyes up here, sweetheart. I didn’t give you permission to look away. Focus on this dick, nothing else.” Which was all but inevitable as that swollen appendage pounded into you. Hitting that sensitive core each time he thrusted in and out. A thick coat of pearlescent cream slathered over all that shaft, it was such a delectable sight. But Kento was a little greedy, egotistical if you will. He couldn’t let up until he saw you convulsing. Which wasn’t too far off base because once he hooked your jaw, you’d begin to pant as he sped up that heavy pounding. Not letting up until he felt that pussy tightening around him and clutching as if you didn’t want him to pull out..

“Kent!—I'm gonna come..”

“Ah..not yet. There’s one more thing I need.”

coiling your fingers together, Kento leaned down and gently brushed the top of your forehead before marking it with a kiss. “Tell me you love me..right now. Say it..” full and we’ll aware of the fact that you were already cheating but telling another man you loved him, only to turn around and be forced to go home and say it to your boyfriend was nothing more than a slap in the face. Even so, the immense pleasure and intensity of the moment had taken its toll on you so with his thumb caressing your cheek, you’d utter the fateful phrase:

“I love you, Kento.” Bringing a devious grin of sheer satisfaction to his face. With that, he’d prompt you to release and suddenly, a shower of sticky rain splattered his tan suit and blue button down that had been halfway undone. A sight he’d never grow tired of. Only to give you his load in return right after. You’d meet in a haze of passionate kisses to center you from those climatic highs. You’d stay like that for a few minutes; limbs entangled and lips crashing together…finally pulling away, you’d begin to chuckle, completely overtaken by bliss. Patting your asscheek with a gentle slap, he’d usher you up with his opposite hand to help you gather your bearings.

“Hey, let’s get out of here. The cleaning crew will be coming in a little while.” Informing you as he buttoned that shirt back up and fastened his pants. But whilst you were getting re-dressed, making the best attempt you could to make yourself look presentable and not as if you had just gotten ravaged by your boss, it was then that a familiar contact would appear across the screen of your iPhone..

Satoru 💍

you felt a sinking sensation in the out of your stomach, a combination of guilt and anxiety lingering but it didn’t matter. Because as far as you were concerned, the only man who could satisfy you was right here.

*presses thighs together*

Plzzzzz more of gojo and how he’s a moaner

fem. reader, unprotected, mdni

gojo‘s so vocal in bed because he can’t really help it. he’d try to shut himself up as he‘s sinking all of him inside of your tight walls that’s squeezing him down but tiny little breathy whimpers slip out of his mouth as you stare up at him— his lip starts to quiver as he feels your legs wrap around his slim waist.

“f-fuckfuckfuck baby, you’re so warmmmm…” he’d pant out, and you let off a soft moan, feeling a big hand of his reach out to press down onto your stomach lightly— he felt himself stretching throughout inside of you, and he bites down on his lip once he starts to move— you’re already so soaked and it’s making him so dizzy, he can’t help but moan out your name over and over after each deep stroke. “y—y/n…. so…. i- you’re so… fuck…”

he’s rocking his hips slowly— trying not to make himself too carried away because he knows what happened last time. he was so rough that you could hardly feel your legs— almost like they were non-existent practically. “satoru, you’re so loud.” you giggle, and he looks down at you with slightly furrowed eyebrows, and feel him start to raise your leg— tossing it over his shoulder.

“. . . heh, o-oh, sorry,” he whined, his tone was breathy and still full of sweet whimpers, before you felt his tip graze against your sweet spot, making you whine now— he was hitting against you so good, rocking his hips back and forth to where your voice started to come a bit shaky.

“you’re just so—” and he pauses to moan again, it sounds so sweet, he stops right in the middle of his words to make you hear the sheer skin slapping that’s being created from him and you, as well as the squelching noises— so wet.

“f-fuck i think ‘m c—close again, baby,” he whines out, bringing a kiss near your ankle as your leg was still over his shoulder— kneading your squeezing tight walls with his coc.k

he‘s chasing his own breath before you feel his pace pick up— and it’s so cute to where you had to grip onto his strong bulky arms— he looks down at you before leaning down to bring you into a warm, sultry, sloppy kiss.

gojo‘s moaning inside your mouth now as you right leg hooked around his waist— sweet minty breath fanning against yours, his lips were so soft, but you started to moan yourself from his gentle strokes that started to become more mean— until he’s dumping a huge load into you again.

“m-mmph,” he’d gasp, as he‘s filling you— lips still attached to yours, once he pulls away, he looks down at you— panting before grabbing his length, slowly sliding out to rub his cream-coated tip against your sweet cunt-folds, watching the velvety strings of seed spurt out, you were stuffed full of him— and he licked his lips. “came too quick this time…” he pouts, and you whine, feeling him softly slap his tip against you.

“you always do,” you huffed out with a tiny smile on your lips, bringing him down to kiss him again. gojo kisses back before you feel him sliding himself back in again— he whimpers into your mouth from the slight feeling of overstim before pressing a hand against your stomach again— the coldness of his tungsten rings colliding against your bare tummy before he’s sputtering his hips against you— until he stuffs you full of more loads over and over all night— even while moaning in your ear the entire time.

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