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I can only pass on the word at thre moment.

the best way a man knows how

a moment between two characters i hope to write much more of soon :)

cw: suggestive, implied cheating

“You know, I think you look best from this angle,” he says from his spot on the floor. She knows he says it because he looked at her like this when they first met, to make her wonder if he's been wanting this for that long. It can't be true, he's a gentleman, but a part of her hopes that he felt something similar to what she did when they first locked eyes—that he felt the threads of their fates tangle the moment her heel sank into the muddy green during a ball. She prayed that as he knelt to pull that heel out of the muck, he was filled with the same inexplicable desire to know this person in every capacity of the word. She’d snuck out for a moment of peace, to escape her husband, guests, and royal duties she never asked for, and suddenly he was there. Then, he was on his knees for her, and she knew he’d be trouble.

Again, he kneels before her as she tries to deny him the satisfaction he’s found by seizing control of her thoughts. Again, the glint in his eyes suggests he's found it anyway. She tries to keep her voice light, trying to pretend he doesn’t affect her the way he does. “Likewise.”

“I've wondered how this leg feels,” he says, and starts removing one shoe. “Is it soft, rough, bumpy, smooth? Muscular or plump?” He pulls one stocking down painstakingly slow and lifts up her dress. “Amore mio,” a kiss to her shin, “Cuore mio,” another to her knee, each one sending a jolt through her strong enough to know he could ruin her, but she remains where she is, caught in the expanse between wanting and refusing. But she's wanted this, him, for so long and it feels so good to have him. “Tesoro mio,” he stills on the last one, and presses his face against her. “You'll never know the lengths I’d go to keep you in bliss. Will you let me try, the best way a man knows how?”

[ a collage i made for them ]

Toji x Gn! Reader x Nanami Poly Headcannons (fluff)

Warnings- none.

- Nanami enjoys cooking for the three of you (also fears that you and Toji would burn the kitchen down).

-I could definitely see him spending hours to make a top gourmet dinner just for Toji to complain about the taste and drenches it all in hot sauce. 😭

- Toji always shows off and tries to impress you when Nanami is around. If you can't open a jar he's flexing how strong he is and opens it with ease, but when Nanami isn't around he's very soft and quiet.

-Toji makes fun of the two of you for reading, but secretly steals your books when the two of you aren't around.

-The only time that Toji and Nanami really bond are when the three of you are watching a movie together. It brings them comfort watching you laugh at some corny joke being made by a character in the movie you choose to watch.

-When you go out in public Nanami are always scolding you and Toji for picking up ever item you see on the shelf in a store or being too loud and the both of you snicker were Toji replies with an "OK, dad".Nanami is always getting the two of you out of trouble.

-You guys adopted a black cat from a local shelter and it likes Toji so much. All the kitten takes interest in is cuddling in Toji’s buff arms ( I mean I would too).That being said he always jokes about how the cat doesn't like you and Nanami had to reassure you that he'll warm up to you eventually.

- I can just imagine how chaotic it is to get ready for bed each night.The three of you are clustered in the bathroom. Toji is brushing his teeth and you are doing your skin care routine when Nanami yells from the shower that someone took his soap.

-He blames it on Toji and starts and entire argument,only to figure out that it was on the bathroom counter. Toji won't let him sleep until he apologizes for blaming him..

-But, when you do finally make it to bed,you get to sleep in the middle of both of them. Toji sleeps on his back with an arm above his head and and Nanami sleeps facing the door, since he's usually the first up in the morning.

-It's warms and one of the only times that the three of you are at peace. It’s always comforting for all of you to finally get some rest. That is until Toji shifts in his sleep and knocks Nanami onto the floor. Making the two argue once again.

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This is first time posting something that I've written,but Toji and Nanami being in a Poly relationship with reader has been very soothing for me lately.

If anyone wants me to write some more ideas/or has any requests of prompts for the two please let me know (fluff only please!)

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gabbag00l

1 week ago

You know who would make the perfect wedding date? Nanami Kento. Even if you’re not together, he treats you like someone he could spend a lifetime beside. He's the type who shows up early, dressed sharp but with his sleeves rolled up, offering to iron your dress without a second thought - just wanting to be helpful, to be close.

He's the type who sits through hours of dress try-ons, calm and attentive, offering quiet praise with that soft look in his eyes. You don’t see the way his fingers twitch when you smile at yourself in the mirror. You don’t notice how he lingers on the little details - how the color of your dress brings out your eyes, how your laugh makes the room feel lighter.

He brings over his whole tie collection, more invested than he’d ever admit, just to match with you. And when he hands you your favorite coffee that morning, there’s a small note on the lid in his handwriting - just a simple “You’ll be beautiful today.” He acts like it’s nothing.

He even shows up with a bottle of nail polish, a shade he spent far too long picking out, and offers - half shy, half serious - to paint your toes for you. His hands are steady, but his heart isn’t.

At the reception, he holds your purse while you dance with your friends, watching you with that quiet, wistful expression he tries to hide. He doesn't let himself hope for more , but when you reach for him during a slow song, when your hand slips into his and he pulls you close, he lets himself pretend. Just for a little while that he will always be your plus one.