THANKS!!! there is no better gift than Kento😭🔥❤️❤️❤️
Hello.🪻 Tomorrow is my birthday (21 years old, damn it🤓) and I would like Nanami to meet me at home with a bow on her head, he is completely naked, and with the words “I am your gift, do whatever you want with me.” OHMYGOD Im going crazy just thinking about Kento🤸🏻🤸🏻🤸🏻
of course you can ignore it if it doesn't inspire you🙏🏻
a/n: HAPPY BIRTHDAYYY!!!!! Hope all your birthday wishes come true! Hope you enjoy this short but spicy little fic I wrote just for you ;)
He racked his brain for the perfect gift. He had already bought you a lot of things for your birthday, but none of them seemed good enough. He asked a few people, and he got typical responses. Then Kento did what he normally never does and he asked Gojo. Gojo was more than happy to give him some advice.
“Put a bow on your head,” Gojo teases. “Then sit on the bed all pretty for her.”
Kento rolls his eyes, “That’s ridiculous, Gojo! I can’t just–”
“Yes, you can. And you will.”
And despite the fact that Nanami finds Gojo stupid most of the time, he can’t help but wonder if it’s the right gift. He’s got other things to give you, but this is actually a good idea. So during the day, he sends you off to the spa to have a nice relaxing time. The only order you got was to return home when you were done.
The moment you step into your bedroom when you get home from the spa, your jaw drops. There is your husband, wrapped up in a ribbon from head to toe. The bow on his head is a little comical, but you’re so turned on from seeing him like this. His eyes are so soft but they are filled with love for you.
“Happy birthday, my darling. Why don’t you come here and enjoy your gift?” He smirks. “I’m your gift.”
You make your way over to the bed, kissing him on the lips. You two spend some time making out as you begin to undo the ribbon strategically. You want parts of him still bound together so you can tease him a little and have your own fun. You push him onto the bed, straddling him. Slowly you begin to grind against him, causing his cock to become hard. Precum dribbles from the tip, smearing against your underwear.
“Mmmphh,” Kento moans softly. “Don’t you wanna open more of your gifts?”
You shake your head, grinding against him harder and faster. You pull your panties to the side, allowing yourself to sink down onto his cock. The look on his face as your pussy swallows his length is pure ecstasy. You would easily watch him make that face forever and never get sick of it. You lean in to kiss him as you begin to rock your hips at a steady pace.
“No, I want to enjoy this gift right here and right now.” You kiss him again. “You are the best gift.”
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IT IS SO GOOD. please make a continuation😭🔥❤️❤️❤️❤️
Hi! I have already asked other authors several times to write about the curse of the reader and Nanami, where Nanami must get rid of the reader, but she seduces him. for some reason EVERYONE ignores this request. 😭😭😭 if you like it, please write something🥺
warnings: seduction, use of domain expansion, oral sex(male receiving), semi-public sex, reader is a curse
word count: 1,1k
pairings: Nanami Kento x Fem!Succubus/Curse!Reader
summary: Kento is itching to get rid of you, considering you've made him go into overtime. But when you trap him into your domain, he's unable to escape
a/n: I hope you enjoy! I wasn't sure if this is what you wanted exactly, but if you wanted something different, feel free to shoot me a message! I got you fam!
Taglist: @beneathstarryskies @seireiteihellbutterfly @an-ever-angry-bi @namikyento
He’s been chasing this same curse for what feels like hours. Up and down alleyways, down dark streets. It’s late and he’s way passed overtime now, and it’s making him even more frustrated. He should be home, comfortable with a cup of warm tea and showered. But of course, Kento is very determined to take down this curse. He’s been hearing rumors that this curse likes to prey on young men and hurt them.
The scent of vanilla and roses fills his nostrils. He’s getting closer to you, and he’s going to be very happy when he dispatches you. It should have been such an easy job, but you were much more evasive than previously thought. You were quick, and you were clever.
“Coming, sorcerer?” you taunt from a dark alleyway. Kento grunts and he clutches the hilt of the blade even tighter.
He runs into the damp alleyway. The smell of vanilla gets even stronger. His heart is pounding in his chest and he feels a little dizzy. The closer he gets to you, the more he grows frustrated that this chase has gone on this long. He wants to be home, but something is causing him to continue. He needs to finish this once and for all.
“Ohhh hi handsome,” you call from one of the decrepit fire escapes. It looks like it could fall any minute.
“Get down here,” he scolds you. He has a better view of you now.
Your flaming hair, your pink eyes. There’s even a pink tinge to your skin, making you appear even more tantalizing. You giggle softly, waggling your fingers at him. He’s growing even more impatient.
“I didn’t know sorcerers were this handsome!” You say, climbing down the fire escape.
Kento knows that you’ll probably try to pull a fast one on him, so he’s ready to attack the minute he’s got a good range. The closer you’ll get, the more he’ll have the perfect shot.
You toss your hair behind you, “Cat got your tongue?”
Kento shakes his head, “No.”
“Ohhhh, so demanding. I bet you’re a dominant lover,” you purr as you get a little closer.
Kento raises his blade, ready to strike. Just as he’s about to use his cursed technique, this is when you trap him into your domain. The domain expansion of a sex curse like you is not something he wanted to get trapped into. The world almost seems like it’s being put through a rose colored glasses filter. The scents from earlier are even more intense in here.
“What’s your name?” you ask him, your voice seeming to come from everywhere in this domain.
“That’s irrelevant.” He grumbles, his heart beating faster. The heat seems to be rising.
You watch as he squirms a little. His hand comes up to undo a few buttons on his shirt, and you get a bit of a glimpse of his chest. Your mouth waters as you see the chest hair. You slink over to him, wrapping your arm around his shoulder. He shudders as he senses you.
“It’s okay, we don’t need to exchange names.”
Your voice sounds like warm, dripping honey. It makes him shudder. There’s a few beads of sweat on his forehead now. You gently wipe one of them away, blowing cool air onto his neck.
“Why don’t you relax, sweetheart? I won’t hurt you. I don’t kill people.”
The words hit him. He knows he should just get rid of you right now. He’s got enough willpower left to do exactly that. But the more he allows you to touch him and tease him, the more he’s losing his resolve. You’re just too tantalizing. Everyone had warned him that chasing a sex curse wasn't a smart idea, but Kento thought himself to be different from his colleagues. He’s not sex obsessed like most men.
“I promise, I can be gentle.”
Those words hit harder now. His heart is racing. There’s stirring in his pants now. Sweat slicks his skin, and you keep blowing cool air on him. You press yourself against him, and he feels your breasts pressing into his side.
“Let me show you,”
And without realizing it, Kento has fallen completely victim to all of this. He can’t even push you away when you drop to your knees. He watches you through hooded eyes as you unbuckle his belt. There’s a giggle as you unzip his pants and pull them down past his toned ass.
“My, my…” Your fingers brush against the bulge in his boxer briefs. “You are packing.”
Normally he’d be so shy about that, but he’s not very lucid right now. Then your fingers tease the waistband of his underwear before you pull them down too. Your mouth waters as you see his cock bouncing and smacking his lower abdomen. There’s already a bead of pearlescent fluid coming from the slit.
“Good boy!” You exclaim before you lean in to kiss the head. You moan as you lick up the fluid.
Kento’s knees are almost about to buckle from the pleasure. He keeps reminding himself to use his blade on you, but his mind is so clouded now. He can’t even really tell right from wrong. And things just get even worse as you wrap your lips around the leaking head.
“F-fuck…” he hisses through gritted teeth.
You giggle again, and begin taking even more of him into your mouth. He tastes musky to you, but it’s the perfect kind of flavor. His pubes are blond, but neatly trimmed. He seems like the kind of man who takes good care of his hygiene. Gradually, you pick up your pace.
His hands come down to tangle in your hair. His hips are bucking as he begins to fuck your warm, wet mouth. The whole time, you’re making him feel so good. Kento swears he’s never felt a blowjob this good in his life. He knows it’s wrong, and part of that is fueling him to feel even more turned on. He lets out swear words as he gets closer to his orgasm.
Then one of your perfectly manicured hands comes down to begin rubbing his heavy and very full balls. It doesn’t take too much more for him to come undone. He grunts and growls loudly, holding you in place as shots of thick cum begin to slide down your throat. You greedily continue to suck him off, well past his orgasm. Kento whines and whimpers as the overstimulation becomes too much. His eyes flutter shut and he feels himself growing limp.
Suddenly, he wakes up in the alleyway. The domain expansion is gone. There’s barely the smell of vanilla in the air. He’s mortified to see his cock is still out, and on the tip of it is a very pink kiss print. He quickly pulls up his pants, buckling his belt once more. There’s regret of not catching you earlier.
Then in his back pocket. Kento finds a playing card. It’s the queen of hearts. On the other side is a message just for him.
See you soon, handsome.xox
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against a mirror, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggy, backwards, sideways, prone bone, full nelson, outside, in the rooftop, in the train, on a plane, on the bed, on the couch, bent over the kitchen counter, by the fireplace, against the wall, in the shower, on the floor, in the basement, against the window, in the car
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