When Your Professors Gojo, Geto, Nanami And Toji Notice Your Grades Slipping, They Call You In For What

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good morning hotties and thotties let’s have a goood day and shake some ass !!

how do you think jock yuuji would react to you asking to try anal for the first time. i think he would just stop existing, like no blood pulse, breathing movements, thoughts, nothing just stop existing and once it hits him of what you asked he losing it like a feral beast 

࣪𖤐๋࣭ — JOCK BF!YUUJI ENTRY #12. experiments.

about. with her permission, our jock boyfriend tries something new with his sweet, shy little girlfriend and as it turns out… she may be more into it than he is. m.list ! ִ ࣪𖤐₊ ⊹

warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact! smut, nsfw, characters aged up to 20s, oral sex (f!receiving), anal sex ( fingering ), consent checks, slight aftercare and pillow talk, weird / fem!reader, jock bf!yuuji.

i like to think that jock bf yuuji has all these things he wants to try with you but is too shy to ask because he doesn’t want to pressure you at all. he knows that you’re inexperienced and like certain kinks or positions can be daunting to someone who hasn’t really experienced sex yet.

often times, when you chat about it — yuuji lets you take the lead and asks you to let him know what you want above all else. he wants to know how to best please his shy baby. so i guess when you ask him to try anal, a little hesitant and sheepish, your big pretty eyes avoiding his gaze … he does absolutely lose his mind.

like, itadori’s throat runs dry and his eyes nearly disappear into his skull at the weak whimper of his name you let out. he feels himself tenting in his pants and you’ve not even touched him. not even done anything :( he feels a little guilty for wanting to corrupt you like this.

“are you sure?” he asks, trying to calm his heart down.

“i mean… yeah? u-unless you don’t want to? i mean! it seems like something most guys are into so—“

yuuji stops you in your tracks, grabbing your hands firmly. “i want you to want to do it. not because you think i’ll like it, and god knows i will, but because it’s something you think you might enjoy.” he tells you softly, tender honey brown eyes melting you on the spot. “you got that baby?”

“got it…” and it’s the way you so submissively agree, putty in the hands of a jock you still think is way too out of your league. he’s so good to you, he dominates and controls where you’re unsure and you trust yuuji, which is exactly why you let him fold you over the edge of his bed a few weeks later.

you’d set a date for the special night, where yuuji would spend hours between your legs with his mouth on your cunt and thumb slowly circling the rim of your pert ass to ease you open for him. there’s a new type of lust in the air, copious amounts of lube and being stimulated in more than one place is way too much for a sweet thing like you, eyes all teary as your boyfriend slowly pushes past the tight ring of flesh once you cum on his tongue for the nth time that night.

“colour, sweet girl?”

“g-green…”

smiling at your hiccuping and sniffing, itadori presses a kiss to your slick shined inner thighs then over your clit and the spasming entrance to your pussy while his thumb languidly strokes your asshole. “mmm, thank you for telling me baby. god just… look at you. s’pretty when you suck me in,” itadori coos proudly, licking up your wet thigh, moaning at the taste of you. he really can’t help it, spitting between your ass cheeks and watching the gooey, frothy mix of your arousal and his salvia slide over your tiny hole. it adds ease to his fingers that push their way inside, guides them into a gentle tide of thrusts as he finger fucks your ass open. “don’t think you’ll be able to take my cock today, s’too tight. fuck…look at that.” he laughs, scissoring his fingers to admire the clear strings that web between them. can i add another finger?”

“yuuji,” you wail his name like it’s the lyrics in an angels song, sweaty back arching off the bed while your eyes screw shut, struggling to stay on him. “please…please…”

“i know, i know. it’s too much,” he curls his fingers between baited breaths and sinful sighs — listening to the sticky, sloppy sound your ass makes as he presses deeper into its warmth with skilled fingers. you sob when your boyfriend adds another, that’s one…two…three now? you’ve never felt so full, a different kind of pleasure buzzing below your pelvis. it’s all so new and all so invigorating. “wanna make you cum again, feel this cute hole squeeze around me. so…so tight.”

there’s an orgasm building up in the base of your tummy, familiar ropes of ecstasy twisting and turning your organs into knots but… it’s still not enough. still just out of reach and frustrated, pleasure filled tears begin to burn at your waterline. “don’t think…i can cum like this yuu, need — need more…”

“more? you’re so greedy, honey,” he’s a little mean for teasing, but itadori descends on your quivering cunt once more — mouth enveloping the entirety of your weepy slit as his fingers pick up momentum, thrusting in and out of your ass as much as he thinks you can take. the pink haired jock drags his tongue slowly between your puffy, glistening folds — hardly wasting a drop of anything that you leak. he holds it in place over your throbbing clit, wriggling the tip against the swollen pleasure nub until you’re practically thrashing beneath him. “wanna taste you on my tongue, how ‘bout that? you can do it, honey, i gotcha,” he slurs against your sex ravenously.

“oh i think — !” the increasing pitch to your moans tells yuuji all that he knows, you’re so close, it’s evident in the way your hips buck upwards and chase the warmth of his saliva coated tongue, his fingers pumping in and out of you feverishly, chasing your high. “think ‘m gonna cum…yuuji. feels funny…”

it’s almost as if heaven and hell have found a way to collide and an earth shattering high is about to become your middle ground. yuuji watches with earnest brown eyes and knitted brows as you fall apart on his mouth and fingers, convulsing and gasping for air with each calculated touch.

“you’re cumming. c’mon baby, c’mon. give it to me, angel. cover me in it, lemme taste you. let me taste you.” goading, yuuji drowns himself in your pussy, nose nudging at the hood of your clit, while he curls his fingers in your ass again — earning a cry of pleasure from you.

everything burns, your eyes from the tears, your cunt from the overstimulation and your ass from the stretch of yuuji’s three thick and rough fingers inside of your unexplored hole.

all it takes is the he more brush of yuuji’s fingertips along your walls, one more nasty kiss to your precious arousal pearling clit and one more beefy cry of satisfaction from your lover between your shaky legs to send you hurtling over the edge. you’re sure it’s the hardest you’ve ever cum to date, each orgasm with yuuji stronger and more intense than the last. your whole body succumbs to his rein, loses the war against his sinful ministrations and you squirt.

clear, heavy streams like a tsunami of ecstasy. you gush so hard that yuuji is forced to back up and regain his breath — his cheek bones and nose and chin doused in whatever your sluice sex has to offer him. he could die right now and leave this earth without a single regret, appeased by the heavenly flavour of your orgasm on his tongue once more.

rough hands palm at your wobbling thighs and soaked ass as you come back down to earth, blinking away the white flashes behind your eyes and shaking the static from your ears. itadori’s right there with you, ready to pounce with praises and love and adoration for his sweet girl. who gave him all of this mess from a few fingers in her ass and a tongue tacked to her clit.

“‘m sorry you didn’t get to put it in,” you whimper as he withdraws from both of your leaky holes, shakily reaching out for kisses and comfort from your athletic boyfriend. “or that i couldn’t cum from it…”

the smile that yuuji gives you is radiant and golden, so full of love. “are you kidding? baby, all i want to do is make you feel good. if you need me to eat you out to get you there, who am i to say no?” your face is peppered in a downpour of sloppy smooches before you’re pulled flush against yuuji’s rock hard chest, a muscled arm draped over your waist. “as long as you liked it, that’s all that matters to me.”

nuzzling into him, you press a shy kiss to his collarbone. “i-i liked it!” you squeak and hide your face in itadori’s neck. “it was different but it felt…really good. especially when you um… ate me out at the same time. i’d…like to try again, i wanna get you inside next time.”

your admission makes yuuji groan deeply. now it’s his turn to hide his face in the crown of your head. “please don’t say stuff like that, you’ll get me hard again.”

“wait…again?” you move to sit up in shock but yuuji doesn’t let you, keeping you anchored to his strong body out of pure embarrassment. “yuuji were you hard? from all of that?

“of course i was!” he exclaims, screwing his eyes shut even when you try to get a good look at him. you pout in faux annoyance. “seeing you so turned on, listening to you moan like that, hearing how wet you were and how much you wanted it just from my fingers in your ass… you have no idea what you do to me, baby. do you?” finally opening is eyes, itadori looks down at you with adoration and pink burning cheeks. “i came in my pants, that’s how much i like making you feel good.”

squirming in place, you hold yuuji tighter. “o-oh…”

“yeah, oh,” he laughs, biting the tip of your nose affectionately. “so be careful with what you say, you came way too much tonight for me to ask anything of you! and i don’t wanna go jerk off in the bathroom when i could be cuddling with you.”

he makes you feel so fucking warm inside.

“i like making you feel good too, yuuji,” you say innocently, face burning just under the skin, lashes fluttering against his pecs. “so next time, i’ll do my best to take it. inside.”

and with that, yuuji thanks the lucky heavens he has such a loving, adorable, doting girlfriend like you,

he curses them too, because he’s pretty sure he’s just jizzed in his pants…again.

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pro hero deku and f!reader are married, adults, and are very perplexed at how one spandex suit can be so tight. divider by cafekitsune like usual xo

“Izuku,” you mutter from behind him, bracing one of your arms with your opposite hand as you try again to help zip him into the prototype for his newest and “safest suit ever” (as Hatsune claimed via phone call with the two of you last night) but the fabric simply has zero give where it stretches over his chest. “Baby, I think she must have sized this incorrectly.”

Your husband shakes his head, the slightly overgrown curls at the base of his neck swaying gently with the motion. You loosen your grip on the zipper pull, indentations left in your fingers from the grip you just had on the small piece of metal and reach up toward his neck and gently scratch at the hairs with your nails. He sighs contentedly in response.

“No, I sent her the measurements myself. I know they were correct.”

You hum, still gently stroking the base of his neck and resting your cheek against the defined and still exposed muscle of his back. Turning your face slightly, you place a kiss just below the center of his shoulder blades and he reaches around his back to rub your back.

“How does it look from the front?” You ask smoothly, the dulcet sound of your voice drawing your husband to pull away from you for a moment so brief you barely have time to miss him. You’re met with the front view of his suit, the fabric buckling across his now eye-level chest.

You sigh dreamily and he chuckles from above you, bringing his hands to your hips to press your body against his.

“You like it?”

A hum is your response, wrapping your arms around his waist and reaching for the zipper at the back to tug it down from its stuck position. Heat rises inside of you, your fingers gracing every divot, scar, and defined muscle as you tug it down lower and lower.

“I think we should re-take your measurements.”

The zipper finally reaches the bottom and you nearly sigh at the sight of Izuku stretching his arms above his head, the rest of the suit riding up and sinking into the definition of his stomach, his thighs, his bulge…

Izuku notices the little glimmer in your eyes as you look over him, every piece of him more essential to you than the last. He dips at the waist and finds your face easily, pressing his lips to yours and working his arms out of the suit and letting it rest halfway off around his waist.

“We can worry about that later, right?”

You hum against his lips and kiss him again, the promise of later something far from your mind.

AAAAAAAAAAAAA

being awoken by a young nanami please to get ready for a mission!

I love writing young Nanami but prefer to not write smut off of him underaged but I can totally see him as that dorky guy that all the girls secretly crush on hehe

(wc: 486)

You groan, rolling over in your sheets as the sound of gentle knocks upon your door. “5 more minutes.”

“We need to go,” a soft voice replies. You hear the footsteps that you knew all too well. Kento Nanami, your partner, best friend with occasional benefits. He was the stability you needed in life. He was rational, level-headed and focused on the task at hand. You weren’t sure why he kept you around this often, often slowing down the mission with your antics and stunts.

He watches your face of peaceful slumber, using a finger to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. “We’re going to get in trouble if we are late again.”

His voice was soft, never scolding or irritated. He truly cherished his partner. You were smart enough to know his tenderness came from a place that was different than just being his partner. He didn’t treat his other classmates like this. With you, it was different.

You didn’t want this life. You hated sorcery. But Nanami made it more bearable. Truthfully, you wouldn’t be alive if it wasn’t for your partner, always putting your needs above his.

“Come on, let’s go,” he groans, sliding his hands beneath your legs to lift you from your warm cocoon. You wrap your arms around his neck, nuzzling your face on his chest. His uniform smelled of his husky cologne, always so polished and put together, even as a teen. He smiles at the soft, sleepy whines that escape you. He was beginning to think you did this on purpose.

“Up you go,” he lifts you to your feet, using his larger hands to stabilize you by your waist.

You yawn, stretching your arms above your head as you finally blink your eyes awake. “Good morning,” you mumble.

“It’s 12 in the afternoon.”

“Eh,” you wave your hands as you open your drawers, searching for a clean uniform. He sits on your bed, watching as you pull your clothes out of your drawer and toss them onto the ground.

“You should start setting your clothes out the night before,” he says.

You turn your face to him with narrow eyes, “You can shut it.”

He chuckled, leaning backwards as you slid your shirt over your head. He was used to your sudden lack of clothing after the many mornings of him waking you up. It wasn’t like the two of you hadn’t spent many evenings after missions entangled in each other's limbs under the sheets.

Still, he watched with intent as you dressed in your uniform. You slid your skirt over your hips, searching for your bag in a hurry as you tossed it over your shoulder and dash out of the door.

“Ken, we’re gonna be late!” You shout down the hall.

He groans, peeling himself off of the couch to chase after you in his usual fashion, “You’re going to kill me, someday.”

i love bein on this app. dnt nobody know me. dnt nobody care what i be doin. peaceful

a lazy day in bed with reiner that’s really not so lazy at all….curtains drawn, blankets strewn about and your bodies tangled limb in limb. Fluffy pillows and nightwear alike strewn across the floors. Your wooden bed frame smacking against the wall as the force of the rocking bed drives it there. Joining the chorus of loud moans and pouring rain from the outside. The shift in weather had made it far cooler than either of you were used to but he knows just how to warm you guys up. His much larger frame practically swallows you whole as your smaller hands curl around his back. His tanned back that you’ve laced with deep red scratches because he can’t stop thrashing around inside of you like a man unhinged. Pounding that core relentlessly with primal grunts arising from his throat. He doesn’t mean it to hurt you, but to make sure you know that you meant the world to him. His one and only desire at the moment. He whispers in your ear, nibbling gently at your lobe whilst telling you how soft you are, how warm it feels inside of you and how he never wants to let you go. “Yer’ so tight….fucking squeeze me, baby..” uttering in a rough groan. “Mmph, just don’t stop fucking me..” His cock is nestled between your plump lower lips, buried to the hilt..it’s his favorite place to be. There’s nowhere else in the world that would make him happier. Feeling as if he’s touched the hand of God himself each time he goes in and out. It’s as if time comes to a complete halt when you’re together….nothing else matters. Especially when he can feel you contracting around him..allowing your juices to flow like the waters of a river. He’s so grateful for it. Grateful that he gets you all to himself with no interruptions. Going for hours until neither of you can take another second. Making love to you in every position imaginable. From slow side strokes to wake you both up, intense backshots to where you were at the moment…gentle, passionate kisses amid being fed deep strokes. He’s worked up a sweat, you’re both a little spent, sure. But as far as he was concerned, it’s an off day well spent.

dad!katsuki who braces for impact when his baby boy finally arrives (on his exact due date—having seemingly inherited his punctuality from his father, along with his looks) only to find that he is the sweetest, most placid baby in the entire world. he was expecting a hellion, having sat through more than enough of his mother's long-winded tales about how troublesome he'd been as an infant, only to find the actual arrival of the baby... strangely anticlimactic. he sleeps often, eats with relatively little complaint, and hardly fusses. katsuki worries he's being lulled into a false sense of security as the days pass—he's been training for fatherhood like he was preparing for a battle, after all—always on edge, like the moment he lets his guard down is when all hell will break loose. but as he sits in the little nursery and rocks that squishy, still sort of homely, little baby in his arms, he just can't help but feel... content.

𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐀 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐓, 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐀 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐓𝐎𝐘 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩

—nanami is fed up of your annoying behavior

cw: smut, rough nanami, really mean nanami, heavy degradation, use of (slut, bitch), hair pulling, cumming inside you, gagging, face fucking, desk sex

a/n: this pic + mean nanami was trending months ago ik, but this is a repost so :’)

Being Satoru’s brat of a sister. Always teasing Nanami about him not having a girlfriend. You’re constantly whining in his ears about the dumbest things. You’re as annoying as your big brother, and Nanami can only tolerate so much. Especially when you decide to catch an attitude with everybody because something didn’t go your way.

That is exactly why Nanami had you on your knees taking his cock, his hand in your hair roughly bobbing your head along his thick length. “Is this what you needed to shut up, hmm?”

“Needed to be treated like the stupid slut that you are. Fuck, you’re so much less annoying like this.” He cursed, eyes dark with rage as he made you take him deeper. Loud gags filling the empty room as Nanami fucked your face.

Mascara filled tears ran down your face as you struggled to breathe. Your nails digging into the muscular man’s thighs. You could feel the tip of his cock slamming into the back of your throat with each movement of his hips. His pace fast and hard, heavy balls slapping your chin repeatedly.

Nanami’s head fell back, a string of curses leaving his mouth before groaning loudly. Two consecutive globs of his spit falling onto your face followed by the sharp slap of his palm. The man using his fingers to spread his saliva and your tears across your cheeks. “So, so much better like this.”

He yanked you up by your hair. Bending you over his desk before thrusting into your sopping pussy with no warning.

You let out soft cries as he bullied your cunt open, stretching you out almost painfully. Nanami groaned loudly when you clenched down on him. His long fingers digging into your cheeks as your moans increased in volume. “Shut the fuck up.” he grunted. Pulling off his tie in one swift motion before stuffing it into your babbling mouth.

“Just shut up and take it. Had enough of your bratty attitude.” He growled meanly.

Nanami’s hips snapped into yours inhumanly, your tits rubbing against the hard wooden desk as your body jerked with every thrust. It felt so good to put you back in your place. He was so fucking tired of hearing your voice.

Nanami this. Nanami that. I want this. I want that. Always getting on like a fucking baby when you didn’t get your way. He was sick of it.

Nanami grabbed onto your two wrists bruisingly, holding them behind your back as his other hand found its place in your hair again. Pulling you up, Nanami held you flush against him, cock reaching even deeper than before as he fucked into your shorter frame.

You felt so tiny against him, your head rested on his broad chest as your sobs were muffled by the yellow and black cloth. Forcing your teary eyes open, you could see the anger on the man’s face. His eyebrows furrowed, hooded eyes glaring down at you and his lips pressed into a scowl.

It gave him maximum satisfaction to see you so dumb on his cock. “Maybe this was your fucking goal all along. To have me ruin you on my cock and fuck that attitude out of you.” He grunted.

“Fuck, i hate you so much baby. Look at you, where’s that annoying bitch now huh?” He laughed darkly. “Gotta keep fucking you like this to keep your dumb slut of a mouth in check.”

You let out a muffled cry, his tie becoming soaked with your tears and spit as drool ran down the sides of your mouth. Knees wobbly beneath you as your eyes rolled back, the man fucking you closer to orgasm.

“Fucking look at me.” he growled, “Look at me when i break this pussy on my cock.” He demanded, his voice rough and deep. You whimpered, glassy eyes looking up at him through wet lashes till you met his brown ones.

Your pussy clenched impossibly harder, your slick running down your thighs as he fucked out your every last brain cell. Slamming up harshly until your mind was etched with nothing but him, his name, and his monster of a cock.

You could feel his veins rubbing against your gummy spot as your body began to shake. Muffled incoherent moans of his name being spilled straight into the fabric between your lips.

“Should’ve known sooner that this is what a slut like you needed. It’s all you’re fucking good for huh baby?” You nodded in agreement with a cry. Obscenely loud squelching sounds filling the room as he sloppily thrusted into your soaked pussy.

A smirk grew on the man’s face. “Maybe I should stop right now and leave you needy for my cock for the rest of the day.” You whined in protest, your tears ready to double in amount. Nanami only smirked wider, “Teach you a real lesson.”

Nanami’s mouth hung slightly in short grunts, his abs tensing behind you. “Fuck, go ahead slut. Cum, make a mess f’ me.”

Your body trembled uncontrollably, your moans and screams going unheard as you squirted. The clear liquid gushing onto the man’s thighs and tiled floor. “Dirty fucking bitch.” he spat, teeth clenched as he contemplated pulling out. “Gonna fill you up with all my cum. Someone like you is bound to be on the pill.”

Nanami stilled deep inside you, his deep groan sounding in your ear as you felt his hot ropes of cum coat your walls. “There we fucking go.” He breathed, remaining buried in your warm cunt for a few more minutes before pulling out.

Upon seeing your messy tear stained face, Nanami’s eyes widened. Did he go too far? Shit. Taking the dripping tie out your mouth, he opened his mouth to ask if you were okay. He was taken aback when you hugged him tightly, looking up at him with a wide grin. You truly were a little slut.

You giggled, “Wanted that for so long. Wish you would have done it sooner.” you pouted. And Nanami simply blinked in surprise as you nuzzled into his chest. You really were a Gojo.

Rule Break

Synopsis: Nanami has one rule: never fuck a client. You may just be his one exception

Cw: trainer Nanami, semi public sex, reader is a big flirt, oral f receiving, fingering, unprotected sex, breeding,2.9k words

Nanami would consider himself a professional man. He knows his job can get a bit hot and sweaty sometimes, but he tries his best to keep his composure. He has a rule of his own: never fuck a client. It seems like a silly rule, but one would be surprised by how many trainers have had relationships with their clients. He likes to think he’s great at his one rule that is, until he takes you on as a client.

Something about you makes all the blood in his body rush to his lower half. You’re so beautiful, he whispers to himself each time you come in for a gym session. He’s never known himself to lose composure the way he does when you’re near.

“One more squat for me, you got this." His praise filled your ears as you lowered into your last squat.

“That’s it, good job” His clapping echoed in the half-empty gym as you finished putting the weight down.

You smiled at the tall, muscular man before high-fiving him. Nanami wouldn’t be wrong in believing you had an interest in him. Your eyes were always glued to him in ways he couldn’t really describe. The way you would lean into him when he showed you how to do something, or how you always stayed a bit later, asking him questions he was sure you already knew the answer to.

"So, Mr.Nanami, I was wondering if you could show me some more exercises for the legs.” You continued to explain how you wanted to strengthen them.

Nanami wanted so desperately to focus on your words, but his eyes could only seem to follow the sweat that dripped from your neck down to your breast. The zipper to your sports bra was down just enough so he could see how the fabric squeezed your chest. His mind was lost in thought, thinking of what it would feel like to push his length between them. He couldn’t help but think of how pretty they would look covered in his cum. Would you want a taste, or would you just let him cover you in his seed? Or maybe you’d prefer if he-

“Mr.Nanami?” You asked, titling your head with a faux look of innocence. “The leg workout?”

"O-ofcourse, I-um, yes, my apologies I have a lot on my mind today,” he excused his zoning out.

Nanami shook his head, ashamed at how yet again he had lost self-control. He was never like this, really. He almost wanted to plead with you to find another trainer. How could he possibly focus when his mind was constantly being plagued with thoughts of what you’d look like without your pink matching gym set. 

His body carried him over to a leg machine. He took a deep breath, trying to gather himself as he set up the machine to show you how to use it.

“I’m going to teach you about cable kickbacks.” He began lifting his leg to show you an example, “Now this focuses on the glutes."

His fingers pointed to the muscle. His eyes watched as your gaze scanned down his form to his toned butt with a soft smirk. He’d just brush it off as your excitement for a new workout.

"Alright, you try." His voice wavered, and you could swear there was a pink blush covering his cheeks.

You followed as he did, replicating the exercise. His hand smoothed against your lower back, angling your body.

“You feel it?” His voice was deep as he questioned you. You nodded your head, too focused on the pain of the exercise to speak.

"Yeah, just like that." His palm pushed deeper into your lower back, while his other hand focused on holding your core to keep you steady. Your eyes met his, and you could feel his gaze shift from professional to lust-filled. 

“Is that how you want me to do it, Mr.Nanami?” you questioned.

Anyone passing by would assume the question was referring to the workout, but from the look in your eyes, Nanami knew it had nothing to do with your actions.

"Yeah,” he breathed, his eyes still focusing on yours. “Just like that."

Nanami was very professional, but he’d be damned if he was going to miss matching your energy. You finished your last rep with ease. The tension in the air between the two of you was thick. The room was now empty, with everyone gone or preparing to leave.

“I guess our gym session is over. Would you care to walk me to the locker room? I have a few more questions before I go.” You said with an innocent smile.

Nanami nodded his head. Of course, he’d be willing to walk you. Any extra time he could get to spend with you, he’d take it.

You walked at a slow pace as you questioned him about what protein shakes he liked the best. Nanami had heard these questions before, but he’d be more than willing to entertain you for a bit more. You made it to the locker room and turned to face his tall figure.

“You did really great today, I’ll see you tomorrow for arms,” he said, giving a pinched smile before turning to walk away.

"Wait,” you called, grabbing his wrist.

He turned around wide-eyed

“I was wondering if you would be able to help me stretch before I go,” you whispered, suddenly feeling small at the advancement.

Nanami’s brain was wracked at the question, wondering if he should. What harm could a little stretching do? After all, he is your trainer, it’s a trainer's job to help their clients.

"Of course, I can help you do some stretches before I close up.” He led you to a room with privacy windows in the back.

The room was one you had never been in before. There were mats all over with a mirror wall. You picked up a mat and placed it near his own.

“We’ll start with a forward fold." He stood behind you with his hand on your waist while he guided your upper half downward. You folded into the stretch and pushed your ass against him. Nanami let out a low grunt before helping you to come back up. Your back pressed against his chest. You stared into the mirror, watching how he looked down at you with his lip between his teeth.

“What’s the next stretch, Mr.Nanami?”

His hands danced against your waist as he helped you maneuver through each stretch. Nanami’s breath grew heavier with each stretch. You seemed to be in a teasing mood today as you continued to press your ass against him each chance you got. Nanami didn’t think he’d be able to last much longer. The amount of pent-up energy in him was beginning to be too much to bear.

“Just lay down for me,” he whispered.

His hand dragged against your leg as he lifted it up and pressed it into your chest. He leaned his body down onto your leg to push you deeper into the stretch.

“I’m really flexible if you can't tell,” you giggled as you came face to face with him.

You were going to be the death of him. He could feel a bulge growing in his shorts, and he knew you could feel it too.

“How does that feel?” he asked, breathing in your scent.

You were so close to him. His eyes drifted down to your plump lips, memorizing the way your lips curved so perfectly into a smirk.

“It feels really good, sir,” you said softly. "Harder, please,” you were daring him. Your words were laced with nothing but pure filth.

Nanami leaned deeper into you, so close that his nose was almost pressed against yours.

“Like that.” His voice was nearing a growl.

He had a rule, one that he was willing to break for the first time.

“Just like that, sir."

Nanami silently asked himself for forgiveness because his next action would be very unlike himself. He leaned down and pressed his lips against yours. They were just as soft as he had imagined. You tasted sweet. Your lips danced against his in a hungry, passionate way. His hand moved to your waist, holding your body still as he grinded down on you. You let out a soft moan at the feeling of his clothed length pressing against your core. 

“Fuck” he whispered as he pulled away.

You let out a whimper at the sudden loss of his touch. He stood up and covered his flustered face as he tried to make a gap.

“Your rule, Kento,” he breathed out the words to himself.

You sat up on your elbows as you watched him pace back and forth.

"God, you don’t understand what you do to me,” he groaned as he turned to you, dragging his hands down his face.

You sat silently with a smirk playing on your lips.

“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?" He ranted. His nose flared up as he stared at you. "I have a rule, you know.”

You sat up on your knees to face him.

“We don’t have to call it breaking the rule.” You played with the zipper on your sports bra, slowly dragging it lower. “Why don’t we just call it a little after-hour stretching?”

Nanami walked over to you, closing the gap.

“Just some stretching between a trainer and his trainee, right?” He was making an attempt to convince himself; it was not a rule break. He’s just being a kind trainer and helping his client stretch in all ways possible.

“Just a trainer and his trainee,” you repeated his words, and Nanami kneeled to be at eye level with you.

His hand softly grabbed your neck, pulling you in for a kiss. It had only been seconds, and he somehow missed the way you tasted. His tongue slipped past your lips and massaged against yours. You were everything Nanami dreamed you would be. The kiss was something he wanted to relive for the first time over and over again.

He bit his lip as his heart pounded in his chest. His cock strained against his shorts. He wanted to memorize every part of you, from the way your chest rose as he squeezed your breast to the way your hips rocked back and forth, desperate for friction.

“Lay down for me, pretty.”

Wanting to please him, you did as you were told. Nanami freed his cock from his shorts, and your eyes went wide. He was big. You were almost worried he wouldn’t fit inside. He stroked his cock a few times before straddling you.

He pushed his cock underneath your bra and squeezed his length between your breasts. He let out a low groan as his cock squeezed between the tight space. 

“Oh fuck baby,” his eyes fluttered shut as he inched his cock back and forth.

You let out a soft giggle and stuck your tongue out, swiveling around the tip of his cock each time he rocked his hips forward.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he groaned. “Taking my cock so well,” he breathed.

“You think you deserve my cock stretching your tight hole?” he asked.

You nodded your head as your eyes looked up at his dark ones.

“Use your words. Closed mouths don’t get fed.” His words were demanding.

“Please fuck me, sir. I need it so bad,” you whimpered. “My pussy’s so wet thinking of you,” your words died down into a whisper as if embarrassed by the lewdness of it all.

Nanami chuckled as he unzipped your bra, freeing your chest. He leaned down and placed your nipple between his teeth, nibbling and sucking softly. You chanted out soft pleas as his tongue swiveled around your nipple.

His tongue moved against your skin, sucking and kissing as he inched down towards your core.

“Don’t get shy on me, pretty girl.” His fingers curled underneath the fabric of your tights, pulling them down to expose your core. “You were just begging me to stretch you out.”

He placed a soft kiss just above your core. You sat on your elbows, watching as he methodically planted kisses around your heat, just barely grazing your clit. You felt shivers run through your body at the anticipation. His hand pushed your legs up to your chest so that he could get a good view of how wet the thought of him was really making you.

“Hold your legs up for me, okay, princess.”

His dark eyes looked up to meet yours as his tongue licked a long, slow strip between your folds.

“All this just for me?” His warm breath fanned against your core.

You let out a low mewl as his tongue flicked against your clit messily. Nanami was a very neat and well-kept man, but the way he was eating you out was the complete opposite of what you knew him to be. He messily slurped your juices. You turned away, shutting your eyes at the sound. You couldn’t believe how he was making you lose your mind. He dipped two fingers inside, curling them as he dragged them in and out.

"Aww,” he cooed. “Don’t look away. Don't you want to watch me make this pussy cream on my tongue?”

Nanami’s words made you feel as if you were about to explode. His fingers pressed in and out of you, forming a rhythm. Your legs trembled as you neared a release. His tongue messily lapped at your warmth as he groaned against your core.

“I'm so close, oh g-” You were cut off by your own moan.

Nanami’s fingers curled inside of you as he massaged a spongy spot inside of you.

"Oh, there it is,” he groaned.

You let out a loud gasp as your body shook from your orgasm. Your eyes rolled back as he continued fucking his fingers into you.

"Mmh, you're so pretty when you make a mess for me."

He pulled away and moved to meet your lips.

“You want a taste, baby?” He leaned down to press his lips against yours. You were still shaking from your orgasm as you kissed back weakly. He held your legs in place, folding you into a mating press as his cock dipped into your slippery hole without warning. You let out a gasp, but it was easily swallowed by Nanami as he continued kissing and sucking your tongue. His thrusts were long and slow as he allowed you to adjust to his size.

“Such a good girl taking my cock like this,” he groaned the words against your lips.

Your body was trembling as your mouth hung open, letting soft whimpers fall past your lips.

“This is what you wanted right?” He leaned down to whisper the silky words in your ear, “You wanted me to stretch you out right?"

His thrusts picked up speed, and you couldn't help the lewd moans dripping off your tongue. His cock glided against your gummy walls, leaving you speechless. He was taking his claim on you, making you his. No other man would be able to make you feel this good. He wanted you to remember this, the way his cock dragged in and out of you, the relentless pace of his hips slamming against yours, the way his warm tongue ran up your neck to your ear, sending shivers through your body.

“Yes, yes, yes,” you chanted.

“Then why aren’t you thanking me?” he growled

A string of thank-yous spilled past your lips. You were in a daze, stuck in obedience. He had you wrapped around his finger.

“There’s my good girl,” he cooed.

His cock felt so thick, spreading you out. Your mind was blurred, only able to focus on how his cock was able to reach places you had never explored before. He plunged his cock in and out of you, groaning at the sounds of your cunt squelching for him.

"Fuck, you don’t understand how long I've wanted this,” he breathed the words into your ear. “All those times I thought about sinking my cock into this soaking hole.”

His words were going straight to your core.

“I always thought about how badly this pussy needed me, how you needed my cum to fill you to the brim,” he grunted.

You squeezed your eyes shut, feeling yourself growing closer to the edge.

“Please, sir i- Please can I cum?” You whined desperately, pleading with him.

"Oh, you want to cum, huh? Go ahead, princess, make a mess for me. Show me how pretty this pussy looks cumming on my cock.”

Your orgasm flooded over you like a wave. Your body shook as your hands gripped onto Nanami, dragging your nails down his skin.

"Oh, that’s it, good girl,” he whispered as you trembled, releasing all over him. “Pussy’s squeezing me so tight, you ready for me, baby? Where do you want it?”

Your eyes rolled back as he continued fucking you through your orgasm.

"Inside, please," you slurred, barely able to think straight.

Nanami chuckled at hearing how out of your mind you were.

“My favorite place,” he dragged his cock roughly in and out of you, grunting with each thrust. He held your body close as he released inside, groaning at how you clenched around him.

He pulled out, smiling softly at the way his cum drooled from your hole. He stuffed his fingers inside, pushing the cum back in, before gently putting your clothes on. He held you softly as you calmed down, catching your breath.

“I think we may need to do some stretching after our sessions more often."

♡ Reiner Braun x fem!reader - Comfort/Smut

♡ You Love Me?

♡ Stress Reliever

♡ Dry humping with Rei

♡ Reiner likes to eat it from the back

♡ Perv!Reiner

♡ NSFW Headcanon

♡ NSFW Alphabet

♡ Virgin!Reiner x fem!reader

♡ But, It's My Birthday

♡ Pt.2

♡ Slut Me Out, Mama

♡ Coming soon..