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'For a man who dislikes his job, he sure spends a lot of time working.' You chuckle at that thought. Lying flat on your back spread out across the tan couch, you read while you wait patiently for your husband to return home. The book is one he bought a while back but still has not gotten the chance to read. To be honest, you aren't reading it either, your thoughts keep wandering to Nanami and how late it is getting. It is not like you aren't used to it at this point, but the fear that something bad could have happened keeps you on edge every time. You have a vague idea of what sorcerers do but being unable to see curses you will never fully understand.
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"I exercise them," Nanami said.
"Like a priest?" you asked.
He chucked "I guess you could say that," He replied.
At this point, you guys had been dating for three years. Nanami was leaving his job at the company you both worked at to go back and work as a Jujutsu sorcerer. You were trying to understand what he would do there but were struggling.
"You fight curses, which come from human emotion? By killing them you exercise them right?" You question.
"Yes."
"Isn't that dangerous?"
"It can be."
"Do people die doing this job?"
"Yes."
He answered the question with ease. He did not have to pause to really think about it, as if death was a common occurrence in this profession. Of course, you objected to him going back, but you could tell he had no passion as a businessman; that every minute he hated it. You noticed it when you first met him. You think he would have left sooner if it weren't for getting to spend more time with you.
After just a week back at jujutsu you noticed the change in him. His posture changes, and he stood with more confidence. Most of all the energy around him changed, he seemed proud that the work he was doing made a difference in the world. This is why as much as he still dislikes work, he is constantly working overtime.
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You hear the noise of keys fiddling with the lock. 'He's back' you think. You close your book, place it on the wooden coffee table and walk over to the kitchen to pull out the dinner you made from the fridge. Your normal routine. While doing so the door opens.
"Welcome back my love, the food is almost ready," You say. Your back still turned to him as you microwave his plate.
No reply.
You turn around to see Nanami leaning against the doorway. His hands grasping his left side, they are stained red from blood. His now scarlet shirt is torn in multiple spots, exposing the raw flesh. His suit jacket is slung over his right shoulder, trying to avoid it getting bloodied as well. His eyes are closed either from exhaustion or the pain, probably both. It is not uncommon for him to come home looking like he fought an entire army by himself, but never has he returned with so much blood covering him.
You wince at the sight. Seeing so much blood leaves you feeling a bit queasy. You hurry over to him, throwing the suit jacket on the ground and providing him with support. You apply pressure to the gash.
"I fought a grade-one curse." he coughs out.
"Don't speak. Let's go to the bathroom."
In the bathroom, you help him down on the toilet lid. Turning around to grab the first aid kit you keep under the sink, just for times like these. You place it next to him on the floor and begin helping him undress. You guys do it with great efficiency, used to having to disrobe each other for quickies when the office was empty, or when he was so busy you guys only had a short window of time. He was left in his boxers. Almost fully nude you could see the extent of the damage. 'How had he made it home?' you wonder. There was a long gash on his left side and smaller ones all across his torso and legs, his arm was bruised badly, and a wound just above his eyebrow covered the left side of his face in blood. 'I wish Shoko or a doctor was available all hours at Jujutsu high, it is unacceptable that there are sorcerers returning home like this.' You thought.
"There's blood on the door handle." He stated. Of course he was worried about something as trivial as blood on the handle and seemed unbothered about his own health. You kiss him on his shoulder.
"I will clean it later, first I have to clean you." You responded. Kneeling down to work you spray the wounds with a saline solution, disinfecting and cleaning them. He grunts and whimpers all while.
A couple of times you had to lean back a little, his hot breath was close to your ear, and the sounds he was making were inviting. You told yourself off for enjoying the sounds of his whimpers.
You grab a towel and wet it, wiping the dried blood off of him. After he is bandaged up you go into the bedroom to get his night clothes. Normally, he did not wear a shirt to sleep, and as for bottoms, it was either his boxers or long pants. However, to protect his newly bandaged torso you decided to pick up a grey long sleeves shirt and navy blue pants. While you were at it you grab yourself a new set of clothes since the outfit you had been wearing was now covered in splotches of blood. You help him into the sleeved shirt, being as gentle as you can. After he stands up and puts on the navy blue pants while you begin to take off your own clothes. You notice him watching you just within your peripheral vision.
"You are so beautiful," Nanami states.
"I'm aware, you tell me nearly every day," you smile. You begin to put on your shirt when a pair of hands stop you.
"Let me help you, you have been taking such good care of me," Nanami states. You turn to face him and let him put the shirt on you. After, his hand moves under your shirt, resting on your waist, the coldness of it shocks you. 'must be from all the blood he lost, maybe we shouldn't continue this,' you think. Thinking his hand would make its way up to your chest you're surprised when it starts traveling downwards. Nanami loves your body, especially the aspects you are most insecure about, to him you are a butterfly among roaches, but he clearly has a preference for your chest. If fact he loves your breast so much that he is able to tell what part of your menstrual cycle you are in. They grow just slightly before your period and he is able to detect it, sometimes warning you. You laugh every time because he is always right.
"Maybe you should rest," you state as his hand rest on your butt. You are wearing underwear as you have not had the chance to put on the shorts you got. "You lost a lot of blood and need to recover." You look into his eyes, there's a light glaze over them, beneath them blue bags.
"Let's have intercourse," he states. 'He's so blunt' you smile at the thought, it's part of the reason you fell in love with him. He notices and smiles back, which makes you laugh.
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It was your first day at a new job, clearly nervous. You were told for lunch there was a food truck that a lot of the employees go to just nearby the building. You had ordered your food and were now waiting for them to call your order. Noticing that people who ordered after you were getting their food had you worried and a little stressed. They all seemed to know the truck owner, greeting him as they ordered or picked up their food. You were too shy to ask about your food, worrying it would make you look rude, and you did not want to go to another place either having already paid. So you stood there waiting and hoping your lunch break wouldn't end before you got food. 'Maybe my meal is difficult to make, I should be patient' you thought. You stood there waiting for maybe twenty minutes before someone who was picking up their food from the owner informed him that you had not gotten your food yet. The truck owner was immediately apologetic, somehow having forgotten during the busy lunchtime rush. Now having your food and sitting on a bench nearby, the person who told the owner came up to you.
"You need to be more verbal to others about what you need," said a man. Straining your neck to look up at him, you noticed he was rather muscular, his biceps straining the sleeves of his button-down shirt and his blond hair which looked almost white in the sunlight.
"Maybe, thank you though," you said.
"You are welcome. Time is not a resource you can waste, human lives are too short for it,"
"Maybe you aren't patient," you respond. 'Fuck why would you say that' you don't even know this man's name, you already gonna have someone not like you in the office. Sometimes you say what comes straight to your mind.
To your surprise, he sat down "You are right, I am not, but it is what allows me to do well in this business, moreover, live with no regrets". Seeing him at eye level you noticed he was quite handsome, he had brown eyes with a hint of green in them, and his features were very sharp. "I am Nanami Kento, I work on floor 12," he added.
"I am y/n, I also work on floor 12," you said.
Nanami got up and said, "Guess we will be seeing a lot of each other then". He was gone before you could reply. With how he left you felt as if you had offended him, you thought he would never speak to you again but you were wrong.
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He kisses you, leaning into you as he does, slowly pushing you back into the counter. You bump your hip on it, surprising you a little. You prop yourself on it, legs apart so he can stand between them. Continuing to kiss his hand makes its way into your underwear. Finding your slit he begins to rub you where it is sensitive. His middle finger moves in a clockwise motion on your clit, slowly increasing the speed. The nerves all around your body tingle in response. Your moan into his mouth, causes him to speed up a little. His free hand massages your thigh.
You pull back stopping him. "you need rest," you state.
"I need you," he replies.
Smiling you push him back a little, making him understand that now is not the time. He backs away and you get off the counter to put on the shorts you got. Nanami heads into the bedroom, and you saunter after him. You both get under the cover, his back is turned toward you. Nanami is a man who likes to protect, he puts so much responsibility on himself you are surprised he hasn't snapped multiple times, but every now and again he allows himself to be taken care of. You move closer to press your chest against his back and wrap your leg around him, spooning him as you massage his scalp. The muscles in his body that have been working overtime relax, his body molds into yours. You kiss the back of his neck, letting out a breath after. His body tightens again.
"Are you hard?" you giggle. You have been together long enough to know what every little movement means.
"I have been hard since the bathroom. The noises you are making are not helping me to fall asleep," he responds.
"I let out a breath!" you laugh. You guys aren't a couple that needs to do it every day, sometimes you guys even go weeks, and it does not bother either of you. However, when Nanami is in the mood it is very apparent and you guys end up doing it no matter where. Most of the time him desiring you so badly also puts you in the mood. You move your hand from the back of his head down the side of his torso and into his trousers. You grab his erect penis and begin playing with the tip, tracing your finger around the slit. Your hand then makes its way along the shaft, stroking it. He lets out a breath. You continue like that for a bit. All you can see is the back of his head but you can tell his mouth is slightly opened. You moan into his ear, which hardens him more.
"Want me to ride you?" Continuing to tug on his member. You know he needs to rest, but it may also help him relax.
You deduced that riding him would require the least amount of work from him, you don't want him to get injured any more than he already is.
He turns and kisses you, interpreting that as a yes you make your way on top of him. You prop yourself on his hips. You take off your shorts and underwear chucking them at the foot of the bed. You begin to take off his pants when his big hands stop you, gripping you by the thighs he brings you further up his body. As he gently rubs your clit you begin to grind against his abs. Nanami knows exactly how to get you excited.
"Your so wet," he whispers.
"Stop playing and let me fuck you."
He pulls his hand away and licks his finger, allowing you to move back to his hips. You notice the wet spots you left on his abdomen. He helps you take off his pants, de-clothing his fuller erect member. You lick the pre-cum and kiss the tip while you grab his balls and stroke his shaft. Not long after you stop and position yourself so that your entrance is above this cock. You lower yourself down, he grunts while you do.
Nanami is a bigger man and so every time you ride you are left feeling sore, it is exactly why you rarely do it.
You begin swaying up and down, small gasps leaving your mouth each time you go down. Nanami's hands move to your thighs squeezing them, they then make their way up, taking your shirt off. He watches your breast bounce as you move up and down. You kiss him every now and again.
"I love you," you say.
"I love you too," he moans. He sits up a bit to kiss you and your chest, caressing your breast. His hands explore every inch of your body, eventually resting on your ass.
Knowing you can't last long on top you begin to speed up your pace before your legs give out due to exhaustion. The slaps of sounds your body makes when it comes in contact with his, combined with your moans and his gasps sound like a bizarre orchestra. Your legs ache and beads of sweat fall from your head onto his abdomen. Nanami closes his eyes, and his cheeks and lips are flushed, it's good to see him with some color back.
"I'm gonna cum," he whispers. You continue at your pace, you place your hands on Nanamis's chest trying to relieve some of the pain in your legs. The slight change allows his solid cock to hit you where it feels best. You gasp.
"Wait," you pant.
You go at that for a bit until you feel his body tighten underneath you. At the same time, you feel a wave coming, your vision begins to blur and all your senses heighten, you can feel every nerve in your body.
"I'm cumming," Nanami moans. His body constricts more. His hips raise and you feel his cock throb against your walls. You gasp at the girth of his shaft, breathing again when he finally relaxes releasing his seed into you. You continue to ride, feeling the wave slowly come to shore. He moans in response. Eyes shut tight. Your walls clench and you release your juices all over his cock. The pure euphoria leaves you momentarily stunted, mouth agape. Your whole body throbs from pleasure and pain. Finally, your legs give out and fall to the side of Nanami. You both lie on your backs for a bit recovering.
After some time Kento turns to face you, kissing your forehead and engulfing you in a hug. A way of saying 'I love you' without having to say it. It is moments like these where you wish you could freeze time. Nude and at your most vulnerable but feeling completely safe and comfortable.
"How are your injuries?" you ask into his chest.
"I forgot about them until you mentioned it."
"I hope we did not accidentally reopen them," you say.
"We forgot to clean the door handle, can you remind me tomorrow," he states. You laugh.
"Sure." No matter how much you beg him to prioritize himself he never seems to. It stresses you out so much and you wish he would try to understand it from your perspective but at last, Nanami can be a hardheaded man. 'Maybe a child will convince him to be warier of his actions.' You giggle at the thought.
You fall asleep nude and in his arms.