Home (Nanami x reader smut)

Home (SMUT)

A/N: Hi guys! Welcome back If you've come from my other stories. If you're new then welcome! This is a Nanami x reader smut so its mature. Read at your own risk!

Warning- swearing and detailed smut!

If this is popular I'll do more chapters for it and maybe even other characters! :)

Enjoy.
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It was with an exasperated sigh that Nanami Kento entered his penthouse apartment.

He lazily dumped his car keys on the table in the entryway and slowly removed his shoes.

He noticed that your own shoes were placed neatly down near the door and a fond smile tugged at his lips.

Because it meant you were home.

He quietly made his way down the small hallway and entered the open living and dining room area, undoing his top button as he went.

He lightly tugged at his tie to loosen it as he approached the large window that overlooked the city.

Car horns were beeping down below, the roads spotted with red and white car lights that glowed in the dark of the night.

The streets were dimly lit by the amber hue of the orange street lamps that seemed to be planted every 15 metres.

Nanami frowned.

Millions of people, all living their own lives, oblivious to those around them that they don't know. Some with husbands and wives. Some with children, some with pets. Some with both. Some rich, some poor. Some happy, some sad. Some dissatisfied, others content. All so different but all desdend to leave this world the same way and as quickly as they came into it.

Nanami slowly moved away from the window and shrugged his blazer off before draping it cautiously over the arm of the couch.

He then made his way to the bedroom in search of the person he cared for most in his life.

You.

The bedroom was coated in darkness save some small candles that sat on the dressers. Their flames flickered on the wick, casting a twitching orange shadow on the wall behind.

A brighter light trickled in from under the closed door of the en-suite bathroom, accompanied by a coconut scented steam.

Nanami smiled warmly at the sound of your untuned singing, your voice bouncing off the damp bathroom tiles as you showered.

The sound of the water leaving the shower head and crashing against your body soon stopped and Nanami sat perched on the end of the bed in anticipation.

Thoughts of you had plagued his mind all day. Not that they usually didn't, its just today was increasingly worse. And the thoughts were more.. indecent then usual.

He wanted to hold you, touch you, kiss you.

Make love to you.

Because you were all he cared about. Not work. Not jujutsu.

You.

Only you.

Always you.

He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he sat on the corner of the bed facing the door.

If he was being honest with himself, he envied the water. How dare it touch you so intimately before he could.

It could glide over your so easily, touch you so freely. All while he was forced to sit and wait, his head pounding, heart racing, and his trousers tented.