nagito komaeda x reader one-shots

an unexpected visitor ⚠️

I wrote this with a shit eating grin on my face it is spicy
also the requests I got I have written them both so they'll be coming out in the next few weeks :)
smut warning hehe

(Y/N) yawned, typing away on her laptop to try and finish her homework. She was home alone currently, her guardians having gone for a short holiday and her unable to attend due to her school schedule. She didn't mind though, she was old enough to be home on her own and take care of herself, plus the empty house gave her peace and some freedom. It was actually pretty fun.
Although she was rather surprised when she heard a loud knock at her door. She arched a brow, looking down at the clock on her laptop. It was gone eight in the night, so having someone at her door was unusual. She felt tension rise in her body, debating whether she should even answer the door. It couldn't be her guardians, they weren't due back for another few days and it wasn't one of her friends since they always text her before they came up and neither could it be the post, since it was too late. She pondered for a little bit and just convinced herself that her mind was playing tricks on her, sighing and turning back to her work.
She barely got in a single sentence when the door was knocked again, a loud noise resounding through her home. She froze up, now starting to feel a little scared. It was clear that the person at her door wasn't giving up anytime soon. Her phone was downstairs, so she couldn't even call anyone for help from her room. So she made the dire decision to sneak down her stairs.
She tried to be as quiet as possible, slinking down her stairs and taking careful steps. The handle of her door rattled, her stomach almost falling out of her ass until she remembered it was locked.
"You're safe... you're safe..." She mumbled under her breath, clutching onto the sleeves of her shirt tightly.
She gulped, crouching down and crawling in front of her door, peeking up to the window to get a glance of the person outside her door. Her plan was to not get noticed, but she was startled when a pair of grey eyes were staring right back at her from the other side. He grinned, noticing her apprehension and letting out a few giggles. (Y/N) stepped back from the door, shuffling back into the wall with a gobsmacked expression on her face.
Outside her home was the spitting image of Nagito Komaeda, a character from one of her favourite games known as Danganronpa. She would be lying if she said she wasn't a major simp for the man, her face red and body quivering in embarrassment.
"It's just a cosplayer... just a joke..." she told herself, taking deep breaths.
A hand slipped through her letterbox, pale skin with bony fingers. She jumped in surprise, hearing a raspy and familiar voice on the other side.
"Hehe... I know what you're thinking. Yes, I am the real Nagito Komaeda." He spoke as if he could read her mind. "So are you going to let trash like me into your home or not?"
"N-no, I don't believe you! Go away!" (Y/N) yelled, mustering up the little confidence she had.
"So feisty... that's understandable. I'd be a little shocked too if such scum turned up at my door. But I'm afraid..." He paused, putting her on edge. "If you don't let me in yourself then I'm just going to have to find my own way in. I'm pretty good at lock picking, I thought I'd mention."
She furrowed her brows; the last thing she wanted was for him to break her door. So she came up with a plan, hesitantly speaking back;
"No, that won't be necessary. Hold on." She spoke as calmly as possible, rising to her feet.
"Good girl~" He purred, causing (Y/N) to lightly blush.
'It's not real... stop being silly, (Y/N)!' She scolded herself, heading to her kitchen.
She pulled out a knife from one of the draws, hiding it in her pocket. She felt much safer with it by her side, taking it as a last resort if things went askew. She retrieved the house key, reluctantly placing it in the lock and opening the door with a click.
On the other side stood a tall, lanky man with untamed white hair which had pink accents at the bottom. His eyes were a greyish green and his skin was deathly pale. He wore the same outfit from the games; green jacket, white shirt, black trousers and those funky shoes. It really did look like Komaeda.
(Y/N) took a step back, allowing him to enter her home and closing the door behind him. She watched while he eyed up her home, humming to himself quietly before his eyes landed on her figure. She didn't look at him in the eyes, way too nervous as her palms sweated and body trembled.
"You have a lovely home, (Y/N)." He commented.
She snapped her head to look at him, eyes wide.
How the fuck did he know her name?!
He giggled at her reaction, tucking his hands in his pocket and his gaze fixated on her form.
The more she looked at him, the more she began to believe him. The hair on his head was definitely real, far too realistic to just be a wig and his eyes were natural; even with their strange grey tones. There was no way this was cosplay, but how on Earth had he got to her home?!
"Hehe... the fictional world is much more real than you think, (Y/N)~" She shivered as her name rolled off his tongue.
His eyes wandered down to the keys in her hand, analysing it for a small moment before he snatched them out of her grip. She yelped slightly, swiping to retrieve them but he just laughed, holding them above her reach teasingly.
"Now, now..." He taunted, using the keys to re-lock her door. "We don't want any intruders, do we?"
(Y/N) glanced suspiciously at him, finding his statement quite ironic considering he had just forced his way into her home.
"W-why are you here?" She stammered, cursing her nerves for making her seem weak.
"Awh, are you not excited to see me (Y/N)?" Nagito fake-pouted. "I'll tell you if you put away that knife."
He gestured towards her pocket, (Y/N) following his gaze and realising she had left the handle of the knife poking out her pocket. With a rush of adrenaline, she brought out the weapon and aimed it at him with the best 'angry' face she could do.
"No! This is my home, you'll answer my questions!" She warned, her voice quivering.
Nagito stared at her before erupting into raspy laughter, clutching his hair with his hands.
"How brilliant! How amazing!" He cried, his laughter dying down. "We both know that you don't have the guts to use that knife, (Y/N)... so hand it over."
His expression turned dark and he brought his pocket knife out, (Y/N) instantly panicking and dropping the knife in response. Nagito swiped it up before she could retrieve it, (Y/N) fearing for her own life. Nagito just giggled again, putting both weapons aside.
"That was entertaining but I'm not here to do you any harm, (Y/N). Quite the opposite actually." Nagito reassured, waving his hands. "So relax, okay?"
(Y/N) crumbled; she had to admit he had a rather calming voice. She relaxed her posture and just stared at him cautiously, awaiting a full explanation.
"I've heard a lot about you, (Y/N). Just like I am a fictional character in your world... you are a fictional character in mine." Nagito revealed. "And guess what?"
"...what?" (Y/N) responded, finding the revelation quite hard to digest.
"A little birdie told me that little (Y/N) has been having naughty thoughts about me~"
(Y/N)'s jaw dropped and her face burned in embarrassment, small noises of shock escaping her lips while she struggled to rebuke his statement. Mostly because what he said was the absolute truth. She had thought about the male in such ways, but she never expected him to find out, let alone be a real living person. He snickered, placing a hand on his chin and humming happily.
"So it was right then. Ah, how lucky for me~" He smirked, gazing at her with half-lidded eyes.
He started walking towards her, (Y/N) instinctively taking steps backwards until she was backed up against the wall. Nagito pinned her down with his hands on either side of her head and his knee placed in between her thighs. There was no way for her to get out of his grip. He leaned in closer to her and his hot and heavy breath danced on her skin. His hair tickled her skin, his lips being placed next to her ear.
"Someone like me lives to serve you symbols of hope, and I would be lying if I said I hadn't thought about you in a similar way~" He whispered in her ear. "So, what do you say? Are you going to let me have my way with you, or are you going to leave me to fend for myself?"
(Y/N) gulped audibly, his breath trickling down her neck and sending shivers down her spine. He kept his lips by her ear, his presence invading her every senses and her mind jumbled. She knew she shouldn't but she couldn't deny the arousal building up within her. This was the dude that she had grown to love after all, even if he was just a character on a screen. But now he was here, in the flesh and willing to be with her. Only a fool would say no.
"O-Okay..." she meekly responded.
His lips instantly attached themselves to her neck, causing her to gasp in response. He peppered the sensitive skin in kisses and darted out his tongue, licking the flesh and occasionally teasing the surface with his teeth.
"Let's go upstairs." He said breathily, grabbing her by the thighs and hoisting her upwards.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding on tightly while he carried her up the stairs and back into her room where he carefully laid her on the bed. He clambered on top of her, dipping his head back down to capture her lips in a gentle kiss. His hands settled on her waist, softly massaging her sides and bringing his body closer to hers.
His kisses got more desperate, pressing his lips against hers harder each time. He grunted in the kiss, beginning to drool as he got more turned on. He eventually started to prod at her lips with his tongue, encouraging her to part them and allow him to slip his tongue into her mouth. He groaned lewdly once he entered her mouth, exploring every inch and passionately making out with her. She felt him grind against her, his body radiating heat and lust. They had barely even parted for breath when Komaeda smashed his lips back onto hers, hungry for more and desperate for her. (Y/N) tried her best to keep up with his needy affection, the whole experience foreign to her. She tangled her fingers in his hair and tugged at the strands, eliciting groans of pleasure from the boy. His hair was very fluffy, just as you'd expect although it did have quite a few knots and tangles.
After what felt like forever to the girl, Nagito broke the kiss with a string of saliva snapping once they parted. His lips were agape while he panted, his cheeks dusted in a pink hue and his eyes gazing down at her in lust and adoration. (Y/N) looked back into his deep grey eyes, her face seared red and a similar look of infatuation on her face. She had never been so intimate with someone before.
"Nagito..." She breathed shakily.
"Mmh, (Y/N)~" He mimicked, grinning at her. "Such a pretty girl~"
He caressed her cheek with the back of his hand before his lips travelled back down to her neck and began licking, sucking and nipping at her skin in search of her soft spot. It didn't take long for him to locate it and once he did, he made sure to leave his mark on its place. She mewled softly while he did so, rolling her head back in order to give him more access to her neck. His hands wandered down to the bottom of her shirt, gripping the hem before pulling it upwards and off of her body to reveal her torso. Nagito stared down at her with famished eyes, licking his lips briefly before his deft fingers travelled to the clasp of her bra. (Y/N) was nervous but she arched her back to allow him to unclip the undergarment, falling loose around her body and being thrown onto the floor. Her chest was now completely bare, exposed to the white-haired male above her. He wasted no time in playing with the mounds of flesh, groping and squeezing at them while occasionally rubbing the nipples with the pad of his thumbs. Despite his inexperience, he seemed to be doing all the right things as soft huffs escaped the girl's mouth with her eyes closed in bliss. His head came down to kiss in between her breasts and then slowly meander down to her navel, stopping abruptly at the waistband of her bottoms. He glanced back up at her face, noticing the anticipation bubbling up on her expression with a wide grin on his face. But he got back up, sitting upright on her hips and bringing his hand up to his face.
"Mmh, you've got me all hot and bothered..." He stated, shrugging off his green jacket.
He crossed his arms and yanked his white shirt over his head, tossing it aside and leaning back down to the female. His build was quite skinny but well-defined, all in proportion with milky white skin. (Y/N) eyed up his frame, biting her lower lip in response to the sight in front of her. He grabbed her wrist and guided her hand to his chest, motivating her to feel up his torso. She obliged, rubbing her hands up and down his chest and abdomen, sometimes massaging the skin and listening to his sighs of pleasure. In an act of boldness, she bolted upwards to place a hickey on his collarbone, sucking the skin harshly in order to leave a bruise behind. Komaeda seemed to really enjoy this, pushing her head closer to his shoulder with his hand and groaning loudly.
She broke apart from his clavicle when she felt his hand start playing with the waistband of her pants, slithering down to rub her through the fabric. She gasped at the sudden contact, laying back down on the bed. Nagito removed her lower clothes, leaving her in just a pair of (F/C) panties beneath his touch. He bit his lip, letting out a shaky, whiny breath before he hooked his fingers under the underwear and swiftly removed them from her body. Now, (Y/N) was completely naked underneath him and he was obsessed with her body. Another guttural, shaky moan left his lips as he checked her out, his tongue hanging out slightly and his hips shuffling in want. (Y/N) shivered under his gaze, the way his eyes scanned her every inch and the sexy expression on his face; he looked starved.
He paused for a minute, just admiring her in all her glory until he hastily began to unbuckle his jeans.
"Not much time... I can't wait..." he muttered, wrestling his jeans and boxers off to reveal his cock. "Here I come..."
He definitely lived up to his title of the Ultimate Lucky Student. (Y/N) let out a choked gasp when he entered her fully in one thrust, his size stretching her out further than she thought she could go. He hushed her quietly, rubbing her stomach and kissing her face in an attempt to calm her down. It took a few minutes but eventually she adjusted to his length, hesitantly nodding to signal she was ready for him.
He started off slow, dragging his hips in and out while he kissed her on the lips. As he got more familiar with the action, he sped up and his thrusts became a bit more rough. (Y/N) wrapped her arms and legs around his body, trying to pull him in closer and generate more intimacy. He buried his head in the crook of her neck, hips snapping together. The sound of skin slapping and their moans filled the room, the stench of sex thick in the air.
"Mmh!~ Aahh!~ you feel amazing, (Y/N)!~ Hng!~" Nagito grunted against her skin. "Such hope!"
"Haah!~ Nag-nagito...~" (Y/N) mewled in response, struggling to formulate sentences.
She could feel him throb more as he got closer to his high, feeling her own orgasm approaching as well.
"You are so beautiful, (Y/N)- mmph~ s-so hopeful- gnh~ my hope~" He whispered in her ear.
(Y/N) tightened her grip around his body, digging her nails into his back while her body shook in pleasure.
"I love you so much, Nagito!" She blurted out as her orgasm rippled through her body, holding onto him like he was the last thing on earth.
"I love you too, (Y/N)~" He reciprocated. "Mm, gonna cum..."
Knowing that she had finished, he pulled out of her and brought his cock up to her lips. She gladly took it in her mouth, allowing him to use her mouth for his own pleasure and it didn't take long for him to start cumming in her mouth. (Y/N) swallowed the warm fluid, gasping for breath when he exited her mouth. She felt fatigue overwhelm her body, her vision spotting and fading with the voice of Nagito lulling her further.
"Sleep well, (Y/N)~"

Her eyes snapped open to the sound of her alarm, groaning as she hit the silence button on her phone.
"Thanks for ruining my lovely dream." She sarcastically grumbled, climbing out of bed with a yawn and stretch.
However, once she turned to exit her room she noticed a certain green jacket hanging up, a small slip of paper in the pocket that confirmed that it was more than just a dream.
'See you soon, (Y/N)  ~ N.K'