Jujutsu Kaisen Oneshots

Nanami

Nanami hates his job with a passion. Every day is the same; he steals from the poor to make the rich richer. It is easy money; he can't lie, but every day, he wishes nothing more than to kill himself. 

Until he met Y/n. 

He met her accidentally. They were both patrons at his favorite bakery. He would notice her but never interact with her because he felt that his presence would cause turmoil in her life.

But the universe never listens to him unfortunately. Now a year later, he is so happy it didn't listen because she brings him the joy he needed after a dulling work-day.   

And today was that day. 

Walking through the door of your apartment, he says no words as he removes his tie and overcoat, leaving him in a tight button-up that shows off his muscular build and a pair of light dress pants. 

He walks over to you, and even though he sees you say something, he doesn't hear a word. All he can think about is you, providing him with a well-needed distraction. He picks you up and throws you over his shoulder. 

He swiftly walks to your bedroom and gently sets you down before plopping on the bed and pulling you on top of his face. It's not the first time Nanami has done this, and it won't be the last, so you often walk around without underwear just to make it easier for him.

Nanami takes a deep breath, loving the scent of your womanhood. His mouth starts watering as he softly licks up your core. He moans at the taste and hooks his arm around your thighs, bringing you closer if possible. 

He laps at your cunt, his tongue thrusting in and out of your tight hole. Your juices are dripping down his jaw, and he drinks you up like a man dying of thirst. Nanami is so enchanted with your smells, your taste that he can barely hear you moaning and screaming out his name, 

Your legs start violently shaking, reaching your climax, but Kento is not showing any signs of stopping. He sucks on your clit, gently nipping it. The sensation overwhelms you, causing you to finish on his tongue. 

Still, he continues, he drinks you up, his eyes rolling in the back of his head. Kento cannot breathe and doesn't even know if he wants to. If he dies right here, his face buried in your pussy, drowning in arousal fluids caused by him, he would be so happy.  

He wouldn't have to work another soul-sucking day. He would die tasting what he loves, eating what keeps him motivated. He would die happy knowing he worshipped a goddess like you. 

Nanami's dick presses tight against his pants, but he can't give two fucks. It hurts like hell, but it feels so good. Everything feels so good. 

Slowly, you feel Kento's grip on your thigh loosens. Normally, aggressive licks are soft, barely being felt. You call out to him but get no response. 

Raising your hip, you look down at your boyfriend and notice he passed out. Checking his pulse, you breathe a sigh of relief, knowing he is still alive. You look at the side table and, grab a wet wipe, and clean his face. 

Once satisfied, you put a blanket over him and leave the room. You quietly laugh at your boyfriend, finding it funny and oddly attractive that he ate your pussy until he passed out.