Author: nida (Youtube)

Nanami Kento has always been cold, clipped, and strictly business with you. Nanami and you were classmates for a very long time. Gojo had once told you that you were Nanami's ideal type and planned on marrying you after you both were full-fledged jujutsu sorcerers. After leaving Tokyo Jujutsu High, the once-friendly Nanami stopped talking to you. He returned four years later and it saddened you to see him so detached.

He was currently working overtime while you were sipping on a glass of whiskey, fingers skimming the files with furrowed eyebrows. The office was empty and thick, tense silence enveloped around you and Nanami. You sneak a glance at his side profile, sharp and wicked cheekbones, and thin pink lips. Heat pooled around your core and you reluctantly tore your eyes away from him. Suddenly, he got up from his seat and you took in a sharp breath when he approached you. A raspy groan escaped him when you clenched your thigh together and he meekly disposed of a scrap paper in the dustbin under your desk.

The room was ignited with sexual tension and Nanami rolled his head and looked at you. You gulped and tried to look away but Nanami caught you off-guard as he removed his tie in one gesture. He looped it around your shaking hands and leaned into you.

You look at him with a mixture of want, worry, and desire. "Nanami, what are you doing?"

Nanami stroked your cheek, making you flush. He leaned closer and nestled his head around your neck and his hot breath fanned your sensitive skin, "I missed you."

Your hands were bound by his tie so you listened to his wretched breaths as his hands roamed your body. You couldn't help it as your cursed energy leaked from your body. It wasn't the usual anger, grief, or guilt and Nanami groaned as he realized it. It was filled with lust. He took off his glasses and stared at you with the same need as he started removing his shirt. He was now facing you with his bare chest, washboard abs, and elegant V-shaped hips.

You brought your bound hands to his chest and lightly traced the dips and curves carved on his chest. Nanami brought his lips closer to your face and planted a soft kiss on the corner of your mouth. You turned your head slightly and caught his lips in a treacherous and raw kiss. Nanami gasped as he pulled you closer and your moans filled the walls as he started unbuckling his belt. He pressed his length into your thigh and a soft sigh escaped your mouth.

You look at him with lust-filled eyes, the cursed energy penetrating the tie and ripping the fabric. You started stripping and Nanami's eyes went wide as he stared at your naked body. You climb on top of him and start kissing his jaw. He gently places his hands on your hips and starts grinding. His hips were pounding into you and his pale skin was becoming red with your unforgiving kissing and sucking. You smile at him softly, "I missed you too, Nanami".