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nagi seishiro calls you mommy (fem & afab! reader)

18 + explicit, established relationship, breeding kink snuck in there, 1.8 k words

It starts off with you hating it.. he earns a scoff and a dry “I’m not your mother, seishiro nagi!” 

It’s a joke then. It turns light-hearted and mischievous, a tool for teasing since you really do fuss over Nagi in a way that feels…y’know…motherly. He won’t mention it if you aren’t in the right mood. The doting. The acts of service. The ooey-gooey love you weave into every one of your touches…

Truly, at first, it‘s only teasing. You’ve got a tolerance built for that already—your skin’s grown thick with Sei’s dubious filter and deadpan joke delivery. So when he senses you can handle it, the nickname gets repeated. 

A lazy “thanks mommy” falling from his lips when you hand him the phone charger he’d done an awful job searching for, swiping hair out of his face absentmindedly before you register his words. You pull your hand away fast when you do, groaning but giggling all the same. The following occurrence only earns a chuckle and a light shake of your head. The next time only a funny look. 

You must dwell on the new title more than you let on though, because inbetween Nagi’s chest and his comforter one night, you bring it up. 

Squeezing yourself as flush to his bare skin as possible, finger tracing his collarbone while your question comes in whisper: 

“So…why do you keep calling me mommy?” 

Seishiro’s half-asleep, so his answer comes out soft and heavy. “S’just how you act. And it’s pretty hot.” 

You scoff, rolling onto your back in a fit of defiance. You don’t think you act motherly.  Nagi’s quick to roll on top of you when you move, sticking to your chest like a magnet, clinging to your front and using your tits as a pillow—this position suits him just fine. 

Once he’s nuzzled in for maximum comfort he yawns. “Are you mad at me?” He lifts an eyelid to peek at your face. “Didn’t think it bothered you that much.” 

With a sigh your arms are around him, nails gently grazing his naked back the way you know he likes. 

“No, I'm not mad. Just feels weird. No one’s ever called me that before and when you do it I can never tell if you’re making fun of me.” 

He inhales a deep breath against your skin before he responds, lips dragging against your breast. 

“Not making fun. I really do think ‘t’s hot.” 

There’s a yawn and then a sleepy, open mouthed kiss on the soft skin above your nipple. 

“really?” 

“y’have no idea” 

There’s a few more drowsy kisses to your chest then, before your nipple’s latched into Nagi’s greedy mouth, the other circled gently with his thumb. You whine, running fingers through his hair and tugging at his roots. 

There’s a soft pop when he pulls away. 

“do you?” 

He squeezes your tits lazily in each palm while he asks, playing like they’re stress balls—such a regular occurrence it’s humorless by this point. 

“Do I what?”

“Think it’s hot? Mommy?” 

Your answer is a jagged sigh when he starts kissing his way around your other breast, glancing up to meet your gaze. 

“Umm. I’m not—“ 

His eyes droop closed and Seishiro moans a bit when your other nipple is captured between his lips. You feel him grind slow against your thigh then. 

Muffled: “Not?” 

“Not sure…” 

He pulls off of you then, looking at you with shockingly awake eyes for Seishiro Nagi past 10 pm on a weekday. 

“Well. D’you wanna test it? See if you like it?” 

You giggle. “How?”

He answers by crawling over your leg so his hips are slotted between your thighs. There’s a pause while he runs his signature vacant stare down your face before, without further segue, he meets your lips. 

You smile into his kiss, loving the familiar Seishiro-nature of it all. His kisses are always languid and effortless, comfortable and often somewhat lazy, but you like them best that way. They feel comforting. Just like all his late night touches, so vulnerable and safe and raw it’s heartfelt. 

This kiss takes little time to grow messy, licking inside each other’s mouths and eventually drooling till you’re needy and twitching around nothing, and Sei can’t seem to help but grind against your center. 

Your eyes fly open when he does; he’s so hard. 

Your lips separate then, catching your breath in ragged gulps of air while fingers run through Nagi’s hair, pulling bangs out of his face.  He only grinds his boxers deeper into you.

“You’re gonna fuck me?” 

Your voice is a whine while you lift your hips to meet his next movement, fingers clawing his back and his neck, careful not to dig nails in—classically gentle for him. 

“Can I?” His tone is desperate in a special rare way—one he reserves for your ears late at night—while he lets his forehead rest on the pillow above your ear, the next buck of his hips slower and deeper. 

You nod frantically, ripping down your panties before helping him tug at his boxers. 

No time is wasted—it feels needy and rushed when Nagi sinks himself inside not a second later. You find yourself clinging onto his arms for support—he’s normally slower, a bit more careful with you since he’s so big, but it’s like he’s forgotten his size when he shoves past your entrance, gripping the flesh of your hip like a lifeline till he’s bottomed out. It's a good thing you’ve been dripping with anticipation for a while now.

There’s a beat of stillness when he does, silent except for shaky breaths, where you each do nothing but adjust. 

Then Nagi is bending to his elbows, reaching an arm behind your back to snuggle himself close before fucking into you like he’s possessed. 

There’s barely any build up before he’s moving like there’s lives on the line, rolling his hips hard and deep and moaning in your ear all the while. 

You wanna tell him it’s too much but the most you can manage is an “Ah- Sei—“ before he’s squeezing one of your thighs up, reaching a new angle that has your words replaced with gasps. 

He smears a kiss by your ear before answering in a whiny pant, “yes, mommy?” 

Your closed eyes snap open at that, feeling fresh heat bloom in your tummy. Oh. 

Your body starts grinding up to meet his hips without thinking while your arms wrap around Seishiro’s back, rubbing sloppy circles into his skin while he continues to absolutely ruin your pussy.

“You’re—“ you wrap the leg he was holding around him, “doing so-ngh good Sei.”

“Yeah? Doing good f’r you?” He pants, hopeful and boyish and cute. 

You can only nod, squeezing him tighter with your leg as you approach your peak, Nagi clearly not far behind you as he drops his forehead to the pillow above your ear again, hugging you closer while somehow still fucking into you with the same frantic precision. 

“‘Am I—nggh ‘m I a good boy then?” You clamp down at his words, earning a hiss.

“Y-your good boy?” He adds, almost whimpers.

“Uh-huh… You’re my- hah- good boy Sei.” 

You cum then, making a high pitch noise at the relief of it, feeling Nagi fill you up a moment after. He doesn’t stop moving till you’re sensitive and sticky and full, his weight falling onto you in a heavy blanket once he’s done. 

A lot of the time now is when Nagi’s eyes droop too much for anything further, he’s chronically sleepy after all. But when his face lifts to see yours, his expression is very much conscious. and adoring. 

“Mmm Nagi?” You murmur his name like a caress, sweet as you can manage while pushing hair from his eyes for the millionth time. 

“Mhm?” 

“Want me to ride you?” 

He nods fast. 

By the time you’ve switched places and you’re easing down onto him, Nagi is starting to yawn again a little. His head is resting against the headboard, he’s relaxed. Because this is routine—you ride him all the time and it’s comfortable.

But while it’ll always be comfortable when it comes to nagi—the sex feels different right now—extra tender somehow. Tender but also filthy because your new name is still in the back of your mind as you’re split open, thinking about Nagi being your good boy again. 

He is, of course, without trying. panting soft and pretty once you’re bouncing hips against him in earnest, warm hands squeezing at your sides to help guide you up and down. 

You kiss his temple when he does, asking “How’s it feel, sweet boy?”

You curl your center forwards then, earning a jagged moan while Nagi’s breath catches in his throat. 

“F-fuck- so good mommy. S’too good.” 

You’re rolling now more than bouncing, slowing down to prolong the impending creampie… you want this feeling to last. 

Your easier movements finally give nagi the potential for brain activity, letting him open his heavy eyelids to watch you work, running palms up to knead your tits. 

“Such a pretty mommy.” He adds almost idly, tugging your nipples and bucking his hips when you tighten around him. 

You can’t help but chuckle at his words, shy again somehow. 

Through a yawn he asks, “does the sweet boy get a kiss?” 

That makes you giggle even more before you’re leaning in, locking lips deep and sensual while Nagi starts to help guide you up and down his length again. Your mouths are quickly swapping spit and drooling as you find a rhythm that way, hitting a toe-curling sweet spot inside you over and over that has you crying out into Nagi’s mouth. He moves long fingers between you to lazily rub at your clit when he feels you’re getting close, thudding his head back against the headboard when you feel so good you can’t kiss him back anymore.

Soon you’re coming undone for the second time tonight around him, clamping down so tightly that nagi can’t help but cum with you, rolling the back of his head against the headboard with his eyes all scrunched, whines of ngh m-mommy as he does. You feel his hot cum fill you for the second time tonight then, pouring inside for even more than the first time it seems as you rub a soothing hand over Nagi’s chest and thumb over his cheek throughout. 

With our further ado there’s a collapse, both of you remaining snuggled together while you try and adjust so you’re laying the right direction on your bed. 

Yawning, your breathing finally begins to slow in his hold, pretty sure Sei’s already asleep. 

But then he moves, adjusting so you’re both on your sides while he spoons you, a big palm falling over your lower belly, rubbing it a bit. 

You try to sleep like that, but then you’re dwelling on the sticky mess that remains between your legs, and the spot that nagi keeps on rubbing beneath your belly button. Over your fucking womb. 

Your eyes shoot open.

“Wait- Sei— you’re not thinking of actually making me—?” 

You’re met with only a soft snore. 

multi-character drabble.

includes adult themes so, mdni.

when his best friend asks you why you're dating him, you get upset, because why wouldn't you date him?

he may seem like a total slacker, and sometimes he is, but as a boyfriend? he's the best you've ever had.

when you're watching a horror movie, and he notices the part where there's gonna be a jumpscare or something that might make you uncomfortable, he holds your hand tightly, and covers your eyes.

when you're on your period, craving that one cupcake from that little bakery on that street somewhere you can't remember the name of, he calls everyone up, describing the place, and ends up getting you the exact same cupcake by night.

when you're feeling anxious about your exams, he's holding you in his big arms, telling you it's all gonna be alright, and you're gonna be fine because he'll be there no matter what.

when you're coughing and sniffling because of a cold, he gets up early to make you some hot soup. he comes into the room to wake you up, kissing your forehead as he brings the spoon closer to your lips.

when you're feeling a little upset about that girl trying to flirt with him, he notices at that exact moment. he hugs you tightly and waves her off, "stop being a hassle, i've already found the love of my life"

when you're suddenly up in the middle of the night, feeling too aroused after having a hot dream about your boyfriend. he wakes up the second you whisper to him, he takes a second to understand the situation and chuckles as he places wet kisses on your neck, mumbling something about you being such a needy little girl for him.

when your walls clench tightly around his throbbing cock, he makes sure to keep going faster, hitting all the necessary spots to make you call out his name.

so, why wouldn't you date him?

this is honestly mainly meant for nagi because he's just my babygirl,, but can be your favs too <3

© starreo 2023. do not copy, translate or repost .

do you have any idea maybe regarding yandere for the blue lock boys? sorru im still on anon, still feeling pretty shy :(

CW. dark content. yandere. manipulation. kidnapping. stalking. creampie. mentions of crimes. dubcon photography/filming. m!masturbation.

AN. 18+, minors dni. hii dw it’s fine that you’re on anon! i wrote a bit more than i planned oops

EMOTIONALLY MANIPULATIVE

he knows you like the back of his hand—every single trait and habit you have, including how to get you wrapped around his finger. it’s dangerous being so easy, you know? you should be glad he’s taking care of you—he loves you so, so much, he’d be heartbroken if you even thought of leaving him. nobody adores and cares for you like him, you’d have to be a terrible person to leave him all alone. guilt tripping, using your insecurities against you, manipulating every single emotion and thought in your head—it’s an effortless act and nothing is beyond him. anger him and he’ll flip it all in two seconds—you’re nothing without him. slowly—bit by bit—he’ll cut off everything in your life that isn’t him. friends, hobbies, family—you only need him, you should be obsessed with him, craving and needing him just the way he aches for you.

+ SAE. reo. kuon. kenyu. TABITO.

POSSESSIVE

not a moment goes by that he’s not by your side. he’s practically glued to your skin, leeching onto you till no one thinks of you without immediately thinking of him. just like he needs to be near you, he needs to be the only one you see. at first you could spend time with friends, he’s not insane. but eventually it starts to irk him, he dislikes the way people look at you, talk to you, smile at you—it pisses him off. he’s not above kidnapping you, he doesn’t really consider it a crime—you’re just moving in with him! he’s paying for everything; is it really unreasonable to ask that you never leave or go outside? his obsession tends to crawl under his skin, making him feel hot and itchy and the only thing that helps is fucking you stupid on his bed. balls deep in you with fat globs of semen leaking out of your hole—you’re his to fuck, his to pump full of cum. if he so decides to take a few pictures—maybe even a video—for your little “friends”, it’s just because they’ve been getting on his nerves and need a reminder of who you belong to.

+ NAGI. niko. aryu. hiori.

UNSTABLE

wild card, unhinged—some would call him insane, but he thinks that’s rather harsh. there’s nothing he won’t do, he considers himself somewhat of a hopeless romantic. he’s a firm believer that you can’t gain anything without an equal amount of loss, and you, you’re the greatest fucking treasure out there. crimes, manipulation, destruction—he’ll do anything. he’s also incredibly difficult to read—one day he’ll be glued to your hip, telling you to never leave his side, next day he’ll push you away and observe from afar. if you don’t get that, it’s on you. you should know his behavior by now, shouldn’t you? if you keep messing up he’ll have to resort to punishments, and you don’t want that.

+ isagi. BACHIRA. rin. ego.

DELUSIONAL

love at first sight, hopelessly in love kinda guy. he’ll twist your words and warp at his own memories till nothing coming out of his mouth is the truth. you’ve been dating since day one, you’ve always loved him. in reality, you barely know his name, always finding him a bit creepy when staring at you. give him an inch and he’ll take a mile; you gave him your umbrella because he forgot his? no, you knew he’d forget his, because you always think of him! he’s someone who’s satisfied with anything you’ll give him while also craving every part of you. it drives him mad, and at some point no words will be good enough when they’re not the ones he wants. “come on, don’t be difficult. just say it; i love you.” with tears in your eyes and questions of how he even got a key to your place—your words die in your throat at the deranged man in front of you. once you’ve said it, he’ll never let you go—now he knows for sure you feel the same!

+ chigiri. bachira. nanase.

GASLIGHTING

already a close friend of yours, he’s incredibly sneaky and calculating with his actions. a two-faced creep who follows you home at night, only to comfort you the next day when you cry about some stalker who won’t leave you alone. sometimes he makes mistakes, you swear you saw his eyes when you woke up in the middle of the night from some noise in the kitchen. that’s stupid, how can you accuse him of that? he’s your friend, he’d never do something so disturbing. you start getting overly paranoid, feeling like you’re never really alone. calling up friends and family, you try to seek comfort in your close ones. but one by one, they all stop talking to you, not believing a word you say. he says you’re getting delusional. “there’s nothing there, don’t you think you’re taking this too far? don’t bother your family with this kind of stuff.” he starts to become impatient, spewing out words he wasn’t supposed to. how would he know you’ve been calling your family? ah, right. at least he can drag you to your new home, he thought he’d have to wait ages!

+ kunigami. NIKO. eita. rin. kira.

ADDICTION

regardless of what it takes, he needs you to love him—whether it’s hidden beneath an obsession or addiction, doesn’t matter to him. there’s not much he can give you in endless quantities—money seems too artificial, even for him. he’s a simple man with a simpler mind, he’ll fuck you till you can’t go a single day without begging for his cock in you. he’ll oblige with a sigh; what would you do if he weren’t here? not that he minds, not at all—he fucking loves dumping loads of cum in you. fucking for hours on end with cum dried on your skin and sweat trailing down his forehead when he fucks you from behind—you’re high on his touch, and that might as well be love in his eyes.

+ raichi. barou. SHIDOU. reo. oliver.

OBSESSED

completely infatuated with you. he’s captivated by every little thing you do—you’ve got him on a tight leash without even knowing. a freak that jerks off every night thinking of you, tight fist milking his cock while he whines your name for the nth time with dried seed on his bare chest. he knows he’s a creep, so he can’t bring himself to be near you, making him even creepier. the thought of getting caught in the act is terrifying, adrenaline running through his veins each time he watches you go on your morning walk. but he loves it, almost addicted to the image of you looking at him with disgust. he palms himself to the thought every day. he’ll never get enough of you.

+ isagi. reo. kenyu. niko. gagamaru.