One Whole Week... (Nanami x Reader) (One Bed Trope)

Desires

"... huh?"

Nanami had just asked her if she wanted help in the shower. She knows very, very well what he means by this. He wants the both of them to get butt-booty-naked in that bathtub that's just in the room next door.

"Help? In the shower?" she says as she's still pinned under him on the bed, utterly vulnerable to his touch.

"Yeah, some help. I don't want your arms getting tired from all that scrubbing," Nanami says as he gently moves some stray hair out of her face and tucks it behind y/n's ear.

Y/N nervously smiles and looks away for a moment. "You're going to be the death of me," she sighs as she turns to face him again. "I know what you really want, you pervert," she lightly chuckles as her hand reaches up to one of his hands and intertwines them.

Nanami warmly smiles and gives her a light kiss on the cheek. "Y/N, you have no idea how long I've waited for this, how many times I've fantasized about us being more than just coworkers. The fucking sight of you is enough to get me worked up. The sound of your voice alone can make me fall to my knees to obey your every command," he explains softly with a slight tone of desperation, all while lightly tracing circles on your hips with his free hand.

"Fuck..." she whispers, barely audible. It's almost just a whisper. Now, that's a sight she'd pay to see. Her grip on Nanami's hand tightens slightly, and her breathing becomes a little heavier. "Kento, how long have you... felt this way?"

He sighs and grins, his hand moving up to cradle her waist. "To be honest, a little after you beat the crap out of me in our first couple of days of meeting."

Y/N can't help but let out a hearty laugh. "So what I'm hearing is you got turned on after I beat you up."

Nanami lightly chuckles while shaking his head with disbelief. "Do you want to get dicked down or not?"

Out of no where, y/n starts coughing like a maniac, as if she choked on air. She was not expecting those words to come out of his mouth. "Nanami! Where is this vocabulary coming from?" she says, laughing after her coughing fit. "I was not expecting this from you at all, Kento. You're always so serious," she says as she playfully places a knee in between his legs, just barely touching his groin.

He flinches slightly and lets out the quietest grunt ever. Shakily, he says, "y/n, you don't understand. I've needed you for so long, I won't wait any longer. " He closes the distance between their faces and deeply kisses her. Y/N frees both of her hands and cups his face, bringing it closer to her. Her legs instinctively wrap around his waist. Also instinctively, while they are still kissing, Nanami's arms wrap under her head and under her thigh and lift her up to carry her. Y/n begins softly moaning into the kiss, all while running a hand through his hair, lightly tugging at it. Nanami's hands move from her thigh to her ass, digging his fingers into her ass to hold her up.

After this continues for what seems forever, y/n eventually breaks it apart. Both the lovers gasping for air, both of them a sweaty mess. "N...Nanami..." she manages to grunt. "At this rate, we won't make it to the shower."

With half-lidded eyes, Nanami looks down at her. "I can feel you, you know," he says with an almost serious tone, his voice dropping lower.

Y/N's cheeks are dusted with pink as he says this. She had noticed it, but didn't wanna say anything. Not only has her core begin to pulse during their makeout, but she also felt something of his brush against her from time to time. Y/N lightly rocks her hips against him, all while looking into Nanami's eyes and refraining from letting her mischievous smile form on her face.

Nanami's eyebrow twitches at this motion. She can feel the tent in his pants grow more prominent as she does this. "You're bad..." he whispers, doing his best not to drop his pants right now and fuck her until she sees stars. As she puts in a little more effort, she begins to feel his shape; his dick fighting to be released from his pants. "Let's stop wasting time," he whispers into her ear before carrying her to the bathroom. She giggles lightly as he does this, her arms wrapped around his neck and her face hidden in the crook of his neck. "Aww, is someone feeling shy?" He teases, using one of his hands to rub the small of her back. "Don't worry, I'm gonna take good care of that pretty pussy right now." He coos.