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“Tadaima~” she sighed as she opened the door to the apartment, relieved to finally be home after a lengthy shift at her company. She had decided to take some overtime, however when she decided to take a break in a bid not fall asleep on the commute home, she did not realise that she had completely fallen asleep instead at her desk, and she only came to when the daily alarm on her mobile phone rang at 6 AM.
As she pulled off her shoes, she noticed someone was already home. She noticed Nanami’s dress shoes seemingly tossed aside, which was very unlike him as he always lined them up together by the wall. Not only that, his house slippers were left completely neglected. Nanami walking around in his socks? Unheard of.
She tidied his shoes along with hers and proceeded to head inside their apartment.
“Nanami?” She called out, as she walked down the hall and poked her head in the living room. When she saw no one there, she proceeded to the kitchen, calling his name again; but still, no one was in sight.
“Nanami-kun?” She called out again, this time, she neared their bedroom.
“Kento-“ she called, as she opened the door, but she suddenly stopped short as she found quite the sight to behold.
On their bed, Nanami lied, fast asleep and half-dressed. It was as if he was simply too tired to continue undressing before the warm grip of sleep and exhaustion finally caught him.
She gave a half-hearted smile as she looked at him. Nanami had been away for “work” since the day before. She knew that he no longer worked for a company, and this point she had learned to no longer question it as Nanami had always flat out declined to answer her questions. Though, he always kept his promise, he helped provide for them both and he was never away for more than a day and that was enough for her; for now.
However, this was truly a rare occasion as she had never seen Nanami like this before; so tired that he couldn’t even get undressed. Nanami had never, ever slept in anything besides his sleeping clothes; he had always made a point not to mix his work with his personal life, even down to his attire.
She closed the door behind her and set her bag down. She removed her blazer as she took a couple of steps into the room and placed it on the vanity chair beside her. She then stood at the foot of the bed, hands on her hips, as she tried to formulate a plan to tidy up her lover.
As she looked at him, she couldn’t help but smile. Nanami’s face rested by a pillow, his cheek gently squished against it, while his mouth lay slightly agape as breathed softly in his sleep.
It would have been unforgivable to disturb him too soon, so instead, she decided to get herself sorted first, tip-toeing ever so quietly around their room as she got undressed, unbuttoning her blouse, her skirt and taking off her stockings, leaving her in only her chemise.
As she tip-toed still, she made her way to the bed, where Nanami still lay, sound asleep.
First, she reached for his spectacles and gently placed them on the bedside table next to her. Then, she gathered his belt, the metal gently clinked as she rolled it in her hands, before she placed it next to his spectacles.
Now, the next step was to get his suit jacket, and this move would require her to be a bit more delicate. Nanami had laid on top of his jacket, while almost the majority of it wasn’t underneath him, she was still apprehensive as pulling it out might still end up waking him. Still, she pursued.
She thought about how Nanami was so very particular about his jacket, always making sure that it was in pristine condition, never a wrinkle or stain in sight, and yet there it was, suffocating beneath him.
She thought about it, but there was no other way around it, she just had to pull it out from under him. She then stood parallel to the bed before she bent down, gripped the fabric closest to Nanami and pulled. As she anticipated, this stirred Nanami in his sleep, which made him turn the other way, facing away from her. She froze instantly as this happened, so she waited there for a couple of seconds, waiting to see if he had woken up. Fortunately, it did not seem to be the case as Nanami continued to breathe softly; asleep and with his back still turned to her.
She let out a sigh of relief and pulled away the jacket, standing and putting it on the hanger over the cabinet behind her. As she did this, she heard something shuffle behind her, and when she turned, Nanami was once again laying on his back, though still asleep.
She neared the bed again, this time she rested her knees on the bed next to him, doing so gently so as not to wake him. As she knelt, she reached her hand over his loosened tie, her touch ever so delicate as she undid the knot. Once undone, she slowly pulled on it, the silk fabric gently gliding beneath his collar.
As she did this, her eyes trailed to the undone buttons of his dress shirt, giving her a peak at the bare skin beneath it. The shirt stretched tightly over his well built chest, and subconsciously, she drew her palm to him, gently feeling the soft thud of his heart. She smiled to herself, as she gazed at the soft expression on his face.
She then took her hand away, before wrapping the tie around her hand and setting it aside.
Still kneeling beside him, she then reached between his legs for one of his displaced socks, before slightly lifting her hips to lean over him to reach the other one next to him.
As she reached over, she suddenly felt something move up against her backside, underneath her clothes. She reached for the sock and sat back on her knees, the hand not only maintaining its position, but even moved up her back.
“How long have you been awake?” She smiled, turning her head to face Nanami, who now had a tired smile on his face, his eyes still closed and his fingers gently caressing the skin on her back.
“Since you yanked my jacket from underneath me..” He said, rubbing his eye with his other hand, his voice deep and little croaky. She smiled at him, running her fingers through his hair and pushing it back.
Finally, Nanami opened his eyes; his lids still puffy from sleep.
She closed the distance between them leaned down to place a soft kiss on his lips; when she tried to pull away, she felt Nanami’s fingers lightly dig into her back. She gave a small smile and went back to kiss him again. Nanami kissed her a little more earnestly now, she felt his tongue peek out as it trailed across her lips.
She noticed this change in eagerness and put a hand on his chest, she balled her hand slightly, gathering some of the fabric of his shirt in her fingers. Nanami moaned quietly against her lips, his fingers digging deeper into her back.
“Okay, okay-“ she said, prying herself from the kiss, to which Nanami could only groan tiredly in response. She smiled helplessly at him, “let’s get you out of these clothes first, okay?”
She waited for a response as she began to unclip the holster from from his pants, but when she looked back at him, Nanami had his eyes closed, his breathing once again calm and even. It seemed he had fallen back to sleep. She could only sigh in response, the warmth still on her lips as she proceeded to undo the rest of the buttons on his shirt.
Suddenly, she felt Nanami’s other hand reach for her face, making her turn towards him. She looked at his half-lidded eyes and snuggled her face into his palm. She felt his hand lightly squeeze her cheek, and she took this as a signal and went to him. She repositioned herself so that she was now laying beside him.
“You should really just get some rest..” She whispered to him, her breath warm against his lips.
“Mmm…” he only purred in response before he kissed her again. She trailed her hand up his abdomen, her palm growing hot from the heat of his skin.
Nanami moved his hand that was on her back previously, wrapped his arm around her waist, and gripped her tighter.
She clutched his chest, as his kisses became deeper, his tongue licking, teeth gently biting.
Instinctively, her hand now moved down his torso. Her palm, gliding down his toned body until her fingers finally reached the waistband of his trousers. There, she found the unmistakable strain of his now hard cock against its confinements.
She palmed at the buldge, earning a tired groan from Nanami.
“I guess this is the only way to guarantee you a good day’s rest, hmm?” She muttered against his lips.
“Seems so..” he said, his voice still deep and croaky.
She then lifted herself up, tugging at the rest of his shirt that was tucked in his trousers before turning her attention to undoing his trousers. As she finally undid the zipper, she pulled his cock out, the heat of it radiating around her palm.
Nanami groaned, his brow furrowed and eyes shut.
She stroked him slowly as she returned her face closer to his, her eyes focusing on his expression, every wrinkle, every twitch as she worked his cock in her hand.
It had been quite a while since she’s had Nanami like this in the palm of her hand (no pun intended, maybe). He was always the one who was so attentive to her, despite his cold and sometimes standoffish exterior, Nanami was a very perceptive and attentive lover, always making sure to put her first. Until now, and it was about time she repaid him back.
She pressed her lips against his again, Nanami not able to hide his eagerness to taste her as he gripped the side of her face in his hand.
She wrapped her fingers around his girth, his leaking precum providing further lubrication, making it so much easier to slide her hand along his length. She slowed down for a while, tracing a finger along a vein on the underside of his cock, making Nanami inhale sharply from his nose, never breaking the kiss.
She then wrapped her fingers around him again, this time, starting from the base of his cock and slowly going up, and focusing solely on the head of his cock.
This time, Nanami broke the kiss, “shit-“ he said, cursing through gritted teeth.
She bit her lip at this reaction, rubbing her thighs together as she watched the turned expression on Nanami’s face, she felt her own heat grow and spread outwards from between her legs and throughout her body.
“Please..,” Nanami breathed, his eyes never opening as she continued to stroke and squeeze him in her hand.
“Hmm..” she hummed, before placing another kiss on his lips.
She then separated herself from him for a moment, laying on her back to pull away her underwear; her heat, dripping wet and ready.
She righted herself again and straddled him. She reached for his shoulders and peeled away the rest of his shirt, tossing it aside along with his holster. She trailed her hands up his torso and over his shoulders, goosebumps on his skin following her fingertips as she did.
She ground her hips against Nanami’s, her cunt soaking his cock between her folds.
Nanami squeezed the flesh of her hips in his hands, desperate for her to start, but too tired to move or say anything in protest. Instead, he merely grumbled her name.
She leaned forward, her lips brushing against his ear. “Shh, it’s okay,” she whispered, her breath tickling him, “just relax, I’ve got you..” she breathed, as her lips gently nibbled on his ear.
As she whispered to him, her hips continued to slowly grind against him, one hand on the base of his cock, before finally lifting her hips and guiding the head of his cock to her entrance.
Nanami shuddered underneath her, his brow furrowed and his body tensed as he waited in anticipation.
Every nerve in her body seemed to fire as she slowly lowered herself onto him, her walls clenching to accomodate his girth. A suppressed groan escaping her as she bit her lip. She leaned down towards him, her forehead touching his as she positioned her self to take in further more of his length.
She groaned and shut her eyes as she felt a slight thrust come from beneath her, Nanami’s size quickly filling her up.
She opened her eyes, still head to head with Nanami, whose lustful eyes now stared deep into hers.
She felt his hips move again, slowly withdrawing an inch but thrusting back into her warmth. She moaned, one of her hands gripping his shoulder.
“I thought I told you, I’ve got you..” she breathed.
“Yea-,” however, before Nanami could say a word, she kissed him again, more determined this time. Nanami moaned against her lips, his fingertips digging into her soft hips as he let her devour his mouth.
She broke the kiss and straightened her back, her face flushed from the passionate kiss, before finally discarding the rest of her own clothes. Nanami looked in awe of her, her skin flushed and glowing underneath the morning sunlight coming from behind the curtains.
She steadied herself, planting her hands behind her on Nanami’s thighs, as she finally began to move. Nanami’s hands traveled up her body, his palms making their way to her breasts.
Nanami’s touches only gave her more incentive to work her hips harder, with each movement, she felt him fill and reach every single spot inside her. She gave a particularly lustful moan as the timing of one of her thrusts coincided with Nanami’s fingers pinching her aroused nipples.
Nanami felt her clench around him, the feeling almost driving him mad, but he was also determined to let her keep pace, so instead, he did the next best thing, to encourage her even more.
She threw her head back, Nanami’s hands sending another jolt of electricity through her body, her mind now only focused on making both of them feel good. Shortly after, she felt Nanami shift underneath her, but not enough to distract her pace, but what came next almost tipped her over the edge.
Nanami righted himself, his hot, open lips coming into contact with her breast. She moaned louder, the sudden contact catching her off guard, and sending a wave of heat and goosebumps throughout her body and even more-so in between her legs.
She cried out, her voice half a moan and half a whimper. She looked towards Nanami, one of her hands grabbing the back of his head, her fingers intertwining with his hair. Nanami’s voice rumbled against her skin as he continued to kiss and suck on her breast, his hand never stopping its worship of the other.
“Nanami-“ she said, her voice soft and breathless.
Nanami looked up at her. He always thought she was the most beautiful this way, with her cheeks red and lips the same way, with sweat slowly beading on her forehead; her brows were furrowed with her eyes almost on the verge of tears, overwhelmed with pleasure. She was vulnerable and determined, but at the same time, she almost didn’t want to stop. It was always that moment, the overpowering sensation to finish fighting with the urge to keep going.
Nanami patted his hand over her hair, “it’s okay darling, you’re doing so good,” he breathed, feeling his own pressure slowly build up inside of him, “you’re making me feel so good, keep going.”
She breathed in, her lips turning into a pout as she worked her hips, Nanami’s words fuelling her even more.
She shut her eyes once again as she concentrated on the feeling; Nanami’s length kissing her cervix as she moved her hips further, until finally, the pressure between her hips released.
She cried out Nanami’s name, her fingers digging deep into his skin. Her walls clenching tightly as she came on Nanami’s cock.
Nanami cursed through his gritted teeth, giving her another few words of affirmation before finally following her with his own orgasm.
Nanami came, deep and hard into her cunt, his cock twitching against her walls. The moment seemed to have gone forever, their minds cloudy and overcome with nothing but pure pleasure, making it seem like time had stopped.
They held onto each other for a moment, drenched in sweat, their breaths hot and panting.
She touched her forehead to his one again, eyes still closed, trying to collect herself.
“Amazing,” she heard him say, “thank you,” he said, his voice still breathless.
She smiled to herself, “you’re welcome.”