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Series Masterlist - Completed

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Pairing: Nanami Kento x Female Reader

Summary: It's been five years since you've seen Kento, the divorce leaving you to pick up the pieces of your life alone. When a chance encounter brings you both together again, will you be able to find it in you to trust and forgive him?

Genre: Divorce AU

Warnings: Smut, Vaginal Sex, Jealousy, Jealous Behavior, Divorce, Unprotected Sex, Creampie, Arguments, Ex-Husband Nanami Kento

Chapters:

Chapter 1 ◦ Chapter 2 ◦ Chapter 3 ◦ Chapter 4 ◦ Chapter 5 ◦ Chapter 6 ◦ Chapter 7

Bonus chapter:

Malaysia (8)

Drabble Requests:

The First of Many (9)

It's purring

oh my…

ac : dawit_min.kim on insta

Nanami is so bbg, chat

are you a lightweight nanami..?

ac: matchapichai

MDNI

Cock warming with Nanami Kento during work? What?

It started with you being his sweet little secretary wearing tight skirts. He's a gentleman but he's only a man. So maybe he sneaks peeks of your ass.

But you can't say he's the only perv either, the way his slacks are a bit tight, showing his bulge. So you have thirst thoughts because you know he's big.

So you both 100% have the hots for each other. He gave you those looks and you gave them back. But today you decided to make a move.

"Mr. Kento can you help me with this file. I'm having problems understanding this work." You bat your lashes at him innocently like you don't have dirty intentions lying under the innocence.

He huffs and stands up, standing behind your desk in the corner of his office. "What?" He holds on to your shoulders and bends down his breath hot against your neck. You gulp and point to something you could obviously fill out easily.

"Stand up." He commands. You instantly stand up feeling your panties get instantly soaked at his commanding tone. He pats his lap making you sit down.

"I see what your trying to do I'm not stupid and it's driving me fucking insane." You feel something hard pushing against your plush ass. "So you're gonna take what you want and what you've been a pain about. Practically tortured me."

He wrapped his arms around your waist from behind. "So you're gonna take it and work at the same time, because you obviously need help." He said sarcastically because he knew you were trying to lie about not being able to do it, so he needed to punish you.

He shoved a hand under your dress. "No panties? Fucking hell I knew it. Such a slut. Hm?" You stayed quiet. You knew you were in trouble.

He pulled his long thick, vainy cock out and lifted you up and put you on it. You've never felt so filled in your life. God it feels nice rubbing on all your sweet spots his tip kissing your cervix.

But when he didn't move your brows furrowed with slight anger you whined. "Nanami please move..." Your eyes teared up as you tried to grind.

"Work."

You tried to fill it out but now you couldn't. His cock was way too big.

You eventually filled it all out and he grabbed your hips efficiently leaving bruises and he bounced you on his cock. Your back of your head rested against his shoulder.

His veins caressing your sweet spot while his tip deliciously kissed your cervix. No doubt the both of you came quick especially when you were squeezing him so tight!

You eventually squirted and he cummed inside. His cum warmed your insides so nicely. This was maybe the best thing that ever happened to you.

"You gonna try to lie for my attention again?" He questioned panting into your ear. You shook your head to cock drunk to speak.

But you were 100% you want to lie to him again if this was gonna happen.

MASTERLIST

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Pairing: GrumpyExBusinessman!Nanami Kento x SunshineBaker!Fem Reader

Summary: Following his mothers passing, Nanami inherits his family's rundown bakery. With the bakery on its last leg, Nanami reluctantly takes on the task of trying to save what his family has worked to keep for decades, but he can't do it alone.

Genre: Bakery/Coffee Shop AU

Warnings: Workaholic meanie Nanami, employee x boss relationship, but also enemies to lovers, death, grief/mourning, profanity, jealousy, fluff, angst, Nanami owns a bakery, parental loss, Nanami is bad at feelings, I don’t know if I’ll do smut for this one but sexual tension, mutual pining, Nanami is sort of an asshole here

Art by: Ilameys + (Unknown artist (right pic). I'd love to credit the artist so if you know who it is, please let me know!)

Chapter 1 - Inheritance

Chapter 2 - Wienerbrød

Chapter 3 (waiting to rise...)

just recorded a talk @ my moms church abt sexual immorality bc i have the NASSSSTIEST nanami idea (age gap, emotional infidelity, ANDDD a church setting meowwww)

now playing…

money, money, money!!! by abba

↺ |◁ II ▷| ♡

okok so my beautiful bsf (luv u @monouser) introduced me to a japanese custom called kozukai and said “nanami.” so i said sir yes sir and now we’re here!!! ^.^

cw’s!!: fem! reader, family issues (rude comments :[), and petty husband nanami!!

wc: 1.1k (eeeeeee!!!!)

kento nanami had always considered himself to be a very sensible man. he had a stable income and occupation, a beautiful home, and was generally very mature and well-mannered.

until someone messed with you, then all of that carefully curated sensibility was thrown out the window.

see, when you had first mentioned the off-comments your family made about your relationship with him, — as much as it irked him — he urged you to brush it off. why should their opinions matter when the both of you are happy and healthy? you agreed (albeit begrudgingly), and simply moved on with your life. and honestly? everything fixed itself up for a while. your wedding went without a hitch, not one complaint or aggravating comment from any of your family members. you knew better though, that it was only a matter of time until it started again but worse. the calm before the storm, if you will.

of course, you were right.

as soon as you mentioned the new living arrangements to your family, it was nonstop. “you? a housewife? you could barely clean up after yourself when you were younger!”, “don’t you think that’s a little fast? you barely know how to cook a proper meal!”, “good luck to your husband, he’ll need it to deal with you.”

the next time you told your husband about the mean-spirited comments, there were tears lining your pretty eyes. as always, he was soft in his comfort, gently reassuring you that you didn’t need to do any of those things for him to be satisfied. “that’s a sad way to think.” he murmured, pressing his lips to your temple. “you’re not indebted to me because i chose to marry you. i take care of you because i want to. because i love you, do you understand?” when you nod, you think that’s the end of it. you and your husband love each other and that’s all that matters, end of story.

kento nanami was a sensible man, so of course he wasn’t planning any sort of revenge on your family. he was mature and stoic and well-mannered so when he suggested a family get-together at your shared home (“just formalities, my love. don’t you want them to see how happy we are?”), you didn’t even blink an eye. your husband wasn’t easy to anger. even if he was, he wasn’t one to act on it.

kento nanami was uptight and stubborn and sardonic in the best ways possible. but more than anything, your husband was petty.

kento had a plan when he walked up to you and the small group of family members you were speaking to. the conversation seemed to be going well at first, with them complimenting your home and gushing over the two gorgeous rings on your finger (he couldn’t help the small swell of pride that bloomed in his chest when you gave the diamonds a loving look). he had seen the way you tensed after something one of them said, a strained little laugh leaving your lips as your shoulders deflated slightly.

that’s when he swooped in, one of his hands resting against your hip while he pressed a kiss to your cheek. you gave him a soft smile, the spark of grateful relief in your gaze obvious to only him. “apologies for the interruption, my love. i just wanted to check in.” he muttered by your ear, giving your hip a small, reassuring squeeze. he knew your family was watching the interaction, probably wondering what he was telling you (he couldn’t care less).

he turned to your family once you assured him you were okay, giving them a polite nod of acknowledgment before turning back to you. “you look gorgeous in that dress, love. it was the best option out of the ones you showed me, i’m so glad you bought it.” his voice was pointedly louder than before, a detail only you caught that caused your brows to furrow slightly. what was he doing?

your family nodded along to his words before doing an almost comical double-take. “you bought it? with what money?” your brother was the first one to speak up, pointing (quite rudely, in your husbands opinion) directly at you while scoffing skeptically. your cheeks heated slightly in embarrassment, your lips parting to rebut his words until kento beat you to it.

“with her money.” he said it as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. your gaze moved between the two men, trying to gauge whether or not you should step in. “your husband gives you an allowance?” there was a barely restrained grin on your brothers face, the cruel giddiness only growing when you didn’t immediately respond.

“she gives me an allowance, actually.” your husband spoke up once again, the narrow-eyed look he sent his way making your brothers brows furrow. “it’s more common practice amongst businessmen, so it’s understandable that you weren’t aware.” kento sounds a little more smug now. “she handles all of the finances, including my allowance. i’m honestly quite useless in comparison, i simply go to work and come home.” he added, his thumb tracing a senseless pattern over your hip.

your brother was practically glaring at the self-satisfied look your husband was wearing. but of course, your brother never knew when to stop, even if it was a losing battle. “oh, of course, because my sister is the person to trust with all of your finances. right.” his voice dripped with venomous sarcasm, his eyes rolling as he spoke.

“don’t talk about my wife like that.” your husband said suddenly, his eyes narrowed into a glare directly aimed at your brother. the two men gave each other the stare down for a few moments while you and your other family members looked between the two of them with wide eyes. your brother was the first to concede (obviously), storming off with a petulant sort of huff. the rest of your family was quick to follow (after giving you and your husband a polite nod, of course. who would dare disrespect you after the show your husband just put on?).

kento turned to you with a sheepish look after they left, the aftermath of his initial aggravation finally hitting him. “too much?” he asked softly, carefully watching you for your reaction. you only shook your head, a small smile pulling at the corners of your lips.

it’s safe to say your family hesitated in their unneeded comments after that day.