A Blind Eye
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Last published Wed, May 3, 2023
Nanami x OC Story
Ari young woman who has lost her sight, left her previous life of crime behind to start a simple life running her own restaurant with her beloved dog. Her quiet life is turned upside down when she stumbles upon the world of jujutsu sorcerers and finds herself thrust into a world of danger and supernatural powers; this is how she crosses paths with Mr. Nanami, her first and last love.
HEAVY on the smut but a slow burn :)
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I hear Nanami groan and struggle to get back up, eventually, he stands back and begins to speak, "That was a shitty cheap trick," he says with a raspy voice
"What was shitty is that you came into this fight thinking it was an easy win. I'm a fighter in my own right, treat me like one." I say holding my hands up in a defensive position.
Nanami rushes me and throws a few more punches, this time with less focus; he is pissed, "Your anger is making you sloppy" I say before grabbing his punch and twisting his wrist as I swing my legs around his neck using my weight and his to pull us down hard to the ground. I soften my land with my body and quickly crawl up him resting my legs on his upper arms pinning him down; for extra measure I have a hand around his neck and my other ready to knock him unconscious if he moves, "Do you concede?" I ask. He says nothing but uses what mobility he can and taps my leg with his hand.
I take the hint and release him and roll off of him and eventually stand up. I offer a hand to him to help him up; I can tell he's hesitating, so I gesture again for him to take my hand and eventually, he does. I help him stand up, this is the first time I've been this close to him and actually let myself be aware of his height and how he towers over me.
He smells so nice, like evergreen trees and lemons
"Good fight," he says to me bringing me back from my inner thoughts. Eventually, he lets go of my hand and for some reason I'm a little saddened by that
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