"It's a bit too late for that."
You heard his words, but the weight of them didn't fall upon you. Not until his hand was around your neck. The pressure of his fingers took your breath away, forcing you to look up at him as he leaned in close. His eyes looked darker than ever, damn near black.
He looked pissed.
"You dare be so spoiled? To tempt your alpha?" Nanami spoke the words with a displeased expression, shaking his head as if he couldn't believe your insubordination. "Everything I do- is for you- to protect you. I'm trying to protect you from me. At least I tried."
"Na-mm!" You attempted to plead your case, but his hand squeezed tight, the words cut short. You felt your eyes water- spots dotting in your vision- instinctively, you went to grab for his wrist, but he released a growl, making you drop your hands. You were at his clemency, lips wide open as fear and something close to lust began to cloud your darkening mind.
His words held that growl as he said, "You are mine now- to do as I please- I advise you to behave. My tolerance for defiance is very fucking low right now."
You were shocked by how he was talking to you and how he was behaving... but then you inwardly scoffed at your own audacity. You willingly walked into this cage with a lion and practically chucked the key away. You wanted to take this head on. Was that Sukuna's mocking tone of 'I told you so,'
Well to hell with that!
Of course, you were afraid, but another part of you...The part that was sending mixed signals down below...was enjoying giving this power to Nanami.
Awaiting whatever he saw fit for you.
It was your sign that you trust him to be fair to you. To take care of you. You wanted to help him out of the storm, and perhaps this was what he needed. He was losing control of his own life, so maybe you could give him control of yours.
You just hoped Sukuna wasn't right and you don't freak out.
"..." You tried to relax within his hold, looking up at him with your pleading gaze. What were you pleading for?
Perhaps it was mercy.
"Get up." He pulled you off the table, and you quickly followed so you wouldn't choke. He finally released you so he could push you around and forward. Your stomach was against the table once again. "Your hands, I want them."
You did as you were told, holding your hands back for him. There was a moment that went by, but then you felt something rough pull around your wrists, tugging them together behind your back. You peeked over your shoulder, watching as Nanami tied your hands with dark purple rope, but it didn't stop there. He began to loop it all around your body. His eyes were focused as he secured your binds.
Like it had to be perfect.
Your wrist sat upon the shelf of your ass while you waited for him to finish. The rope was wrapped around your neck, forcing you to straighten out your back. You shouldn't have taken your breaths for granted, because now you were back to not being able to fully expand your lungs. You were quickly made aware that if you didn't keep your perfect posture, it would tighten around your neck. You had to stay arched to keep yourself from losing oxygen.
The binds didn't stop there, of course. He even crossed it around your breasts, and despite the fabric you had on, you could feel it- as if it was digging into your flesh. It was just the right amount of pressure- just enough to be noticeably there. You couldn't help but also realize that this rope seemed to match your aesthetic. Perhaps this was what Nanami had decided to purchase from the sex shop in Kobeq.
There's that bondage kink.
Once he was satisfied, he pulled you away from the table. Just far enough so that your weight couldn't rest on it. You wobbled backwards a little, but Nanami made sure you didn't topple forward. He pulled the rope upward and you felt your wrist tug. You were hooked onto something above, but you weren't sure what it could be. All you knew was that you were stuck in this weird position- bent at the waist. If you were able to stand upright, you would be posture-perfect without a book falling off the top of your head. But you wouldn't be able to stand, not with the way your binds tugged you into the air. It was done purposefully so your butt would stick out.
You were stuck like this.
It was weird, but not painful.
You could handle it, however, the longer this session continued, the more uncomfortable this would get.
"Perfect." Nanami purred in satisfaction, his fingers pulling around the rope to make sure it was nice and secure. His hand slid upon your spine, checking you were comfortable enough. You couldn't look at him, but by the way he was touching you- you knew he was pleased with his work. He treated this like it was a form of art. But perhaps to him it was. You knew each loop and knot was done with care.
He was a man who was clearly passionate about the craft.
Your blonde bent low to look at you from underneath, his head leaned to the side as he spoke, "I don't want to hear from you, not even a whimper. Do I make myself clear?" He stated much too calmly.
"Yes..yes alpha." You swallowed, the rope biting your skin, making it a little difficult to speak.
He nodded, "Good...I have high hopes for you..." His eyes drifted over your binds one last time before he stood to his full height. "Don't disappoint me."
You took a steady breath, flexing your muscles within their restraints. Moving- even tensing- made the rope cut into you more. So you tried to focus on something else, to keep you occupied. You searched for your blonde out of the corner of your eye, but you couldn't see him. So you listen instead. He was moving around the library; his steps sounded heavy within the quiet room. The shuffle of his feet got closer, and soon his legs walked into your view. He had a dust pan and a broom. He began to sweep up the glass and picked up all of the books. He had a fresh bandage wrapped around his hand.
It strained your eyes and neck to look at him, but watching him move with such care was always fascinating to you. He held so much more confidence now. Looking poised as he practically glided around. Nothing like earlier- fidgety and jumpy. His scent also didn't smell as bad.
See?
Your very presence was already helping him. You scoffed almost smugly in your head.
All he needed was to tie you up, apparently.
His eyes drift toward you as he observes his master piece. You gave him a pleading expression, fluttering your damp lashes. Puppy eyes activated. With him in a better mood, you were sure this punishment would be cut short.
But all you got was a- "You can flutter your eyes at me all you want, it's not going to save you." -Followed by an amused chuckle.
That had fire alarms going off in your head- daddy swayers are down! Daddy swayers are down! It was a sad day when your greatest weapon failed you.
You were succeeding in helping him, but what will be the cost!?
You wanted to whimper, but you remembered that you had to be a good little bird. Even if it was killing you to do so. Your legs started to hurt so you had to spread them out, planting your feet a little wider to help ease your muscles. You never realized how hard it was to be quiet and still at the same time. You almost started humming, but you kept your mind on other things, like counting each wooden plank on the floor...well, the ones you could see.
A smile is something special… a ribbon is something rare...
You sang random tunes in your head but the seconds ticked by, and you were getting restless.
It almost felt like he was taking his sweet time cleaning up. Rubbing his hand upon the ground to make sure there was no more glass.
You wanted him to hurry- so he could release you from your restrictions. Your body was starting to burn, and it was taking more of your focus to stay in place. You began to hang against your ropes, letting it press into your skin. You were really feeling it now, the way it constricted around your body- tight like a snake curled around your limbs.
It felt like it was getting harder to breathe.
You turned your head as much as you could when you realized Nanami was standing to the side of the table in front of you. He had a new wine bottle in hand along with another clear glass. He poured himself a drink with steady hands; it was most impressive that he did this all while looking at you.
His attention made you more aware of yourself; you felt sheepish, dropping your eyes back to the ground.
He took a long swig of his drink, setting it down with a loud clank when he finished it. He clicked his tongue while tapping his glass, "What am I going to do with you…"
The question hung in the air. It wasn't for you to answer. If anything it was directed more toward him.
You gulped nervously, wondering the exact same thing.
The sound of something crackling had you peeking up again. You looked just in time to watch as Nanami materialized a leather whip used for horses. Your eyes widen at the sight. You didn't need to be a genius to know what he was going to do with that. Especially considering the position he has you stuck in.
Bastard already knew what he was going to do!
You didn't want to be scared, but fear prickled your skin. His expression was thoughtful, but too thoughtful. As if wondering how much he wanted to punish you. If this were Sukuna- you would have cried- if this were Toji, you would secretly laugh- but Nanami was in the middle of the two. You weren't sure what you were going to get.
Was he feeling generous?
You tried to meet his gaze as best as you could, but your blonde was already walking out of your sight.
You could no longer see him, but you could feel his presence behind you. Feel the way his eyes feasted upon you.
"…My sweet girl…" He sighed.
His words were so soft but then he grabbed your dress and tore it with his bare hands. The act was entirely barbaric, making you hold your breath. You could hear the fabric ripping and feel it tug away from your form. Leaving you exposed. There goes another one of your dresses.
Your boys were on a roll today.
"…I only want to take care of you…" His hand slid across your back before it dipped into your panties. He drags them down leaving them around your ankles. "I will…take care of you…I have to…"
Every touch and movement felt heightened. His fingers barely grazed you as they ghosted over your skin, but it felt like it was lighting up your nerves. You could only assume it had something to do with the ropes and how they constricted around your body. Coupled with the intensity that was Nanami's scent. It was better but it still weighed heavily, much like Sukuna's had earlier.
Even sounds seemed to be loud.
His words felt like they were blending into your own thoughts.
Echoing in your mind.
"You are mine to take care of."
"Mine to discipline."
"Mine to reward."
His possessive tone was not missed.
You were too overwhelmed to really conjure up a witty reply. You just agreed. Chanting 'Yes alpha' after every statement. There was a time and place to be bratty.
You heard something that sounded like a potion opening- or a cork being popped from a bottle. Was he drinking more alcohol? You couldn't look, but soon you felt something thick and wet touch your cunt.
"-!" The touch made you gasp in shock, lurching forward, your binds groan with your movement.
"Stay. Still." He ordered while rubbing something on you. All over your lower lips and your clit. It felt like gel, but you knew it wasn't any regular gel. What was it? Lube? You couldn't see it. You didn't know what it was, and you couldn't even move to find out. Your tongue was heavy as you battled with yourself to speak. You wanted to ask him what it was that he was putting on your most private area. Your curse energy buzzed with your uncertainty, but the ropes glowed each time it flared. So your magic could not save you. You wouldn't be able to phase away even if you wanted to.
You were getting scared now.
What if this gel made you burn or cause some other kind of agony?
Being so vulnerable had you tremble and whine.
"Am I mistaken, or was that a whine I heard?" Nanami questioned as he pushed some of the mystery gel inside of you.
You stopped your whimpers immediately- he knows that you disobeyed him, but he was giving you the chance to correct yourself. Funny enough, the little moment comforted you, knowing he just gave you a pass even though he claimed his tolerance was low. He wasn't being cruel- but he was still stern.
The small comfort, however, didn't stop you from trembling.
He finished with the gel, then he moved just enough to be in your view. Your eyes zeroed in on the whip that he had in his tight grip. He was rolling it around between his fingers. You noted that there was a red side and a blue side in the tip.
"My beautiful…beautiful bird…" He murmured with such a look in his eyes. Adoration? Obsession? Where did one start and the other end? "Was this what you were hoping for? To taunt me into punishing you? I'm beginning to suspect the rumours that you are a masochist are true…" He whispered with a sickenly sweet smile.
Raising the whip he caresses your face, you hiss when the blue side touches your skin. It was fucking freezing. Like he was touching an ice cube to your cheek. If this grazed Getou, he would scream and most likely die of hypothermia. That only meant the other side that was red had to be hot, right? But how hot? Was it boiling? And you still didn't know what that stuff was that he put on you.
Anxiety was once again back, rearing its ugly head. You were breathing heavy now, and your tremor had gotten worse.
"…But what if…" His eyes seemed to disassociate for a moment. It was weird, one minute he held a slight smile and the next his expression turned to stone. "…I…there's a side of me that is even more twisted than Sukuna..."
Such a statement had your eyebrows furrow, you had always thought he was the middleman. The aggressively sweet daddy. But with what he was saying it seemed that his darker side went even past Sukuna's. Perhaps you were waiting for him to say he was joking… or find somewhere in his features that told you otherwise but… no
He looked as serious as ever.
The idea made your stomach twist in knots. No way- you wouldn't believe it. You didn't want to believe it. You had blanked out so hard that you didn't notice when Nanami leaned in close- not until he spoke and made you flinch.
"Are you... scared?" He whispered into your ear, dragging the whip around with a gentle touch.
"You…you're lying..." You tried to voice without showing how truly terrified you were.
"I asked if you were scared."
"Y-yes…" You blinked a few times, voicing your truth. You wanted to look him in his eyes but you couldn't see his face. You could only feel his words dance upon your ear.
"Then you should have gotten away when I told you to."
"Nanami-"
The whip left your body, "You have permission to cry." - and then it cracked down on your left cheek.
"Ai!" You let out a yelp upon impact. It was the red side, you knew it was because the smack was hot. Your ass instantly bloomed with heat, radiating with it. You didn't have time to process because the next swat switched to your other cheek. He also flipped the whip to spank you with the cold side. It hurt- but it was a different kind of hurt. It had a chilling bite to it, making you shiver and hiss.
You thought he was going to hit only your ass, but you were absolutely mistaken. The next fiery hit was right on your cunt, and when it whacked against you- you released a choked scream. It wasn't out of pain- far farrr from it- it was pure pleasure that shocked your very system. Like a fire warmed your cunt in the most beautiful way possible, making you leak.
You let out a long groan, shuddering from that amazing spark- you damn near came.
Nanami chuckled, "Did that one feel good? You're nearly trembling sweetheart." His question was said more like a statement; it held such a coy tone to it.
"Mmm~" You could only hum in response.
The crack of the cold side hit your ass, and you were back to flinching in discomfort. The ice against the heat gave it a weird pain. It made it burn even more. Same with the heat hitting your cold skin. The switch of pain was too fresh and not consistent.
It threw you off.
It did hurt. But- that hurt had nothing on your hopes for the next hit.
You sucked in a breath, almost begging for that whip to wash you in pleasure- to cast this pain away… but it never came.
You wondered why, opening your eyes, that you didn't even realize were closed. You saw Nanami, bent at the waist as he analyzed your expression.
When your eyes met he smirked, "We're you hoping for something?"
This damn fiend! Deep down you wanted to throw a fit but instead, you put on your A1 act.
You let out a whine, "Nanami~ please…I took it like a good girl sir."
"You did." He let out a pleasurable breath - enjoying your response.
He got back into position and swatted your cunt with that cold whip.
"Oh- fuck-" that hit sent chills up your spine. It felt so good. Your restraints groaned as you shivered in delight. If he were to keep spanking your cunt you were sure you'd cum.
"No cursing. I do not wish to hear such filthy words come from your mouth. Not when you are supposed to be on your best behavior."
What? You can't cuss now? You hoped he wasn't going to be a stickler for that. You cursed like a god damn fucking sailor.
You flinched when he hit your ass this time, you had to go through the pain again. Two painful hits and then a sweet sweet hit. And when that hit came you felt like you screamed even more than the last time.
That's how your session went.
You would have a blissful moment sending you to cloud nine and then the pain would bring you right back down. You wondered if the pain made the pleasure ten times better. You weren't sure. The longer this went on the more your mind became a mushy mess.
Going from groaning and hissing to moaning and whimpering for more. Hot then cold. Pain then pleasure. You were trapped in whatever this lustful torture was.
At times, Nanami would give you a moment to breathe… a very short one… going over to his cup to drink some wine before returning to his duties. At least it felt short to you… Time was weird right now.
Somewhere within your punishment the pain and pleasure switched. Your ass had grown to a sort of dull pleasure…the ropes began to feel comforting in a weird way… because all of this distracted you from the painful edge that Nanami kept pushing you to. Your cunt was practically weeping in despair, juices running- yes running! Down your legs and dripping upon the floor.
If Nanami slapped you at the right angle, it would also hit your throbbing clit. Making you clench around nothing and squirt out more of your essence- but it was never the real thing. Never the mind breaking orgasm that you needed. And let's be real...Nanami always hit you just right. With the right amount of pressure and the right angle, every time.
You bared through the two hits to your ass and braced yourself for your next one… when the whip smacked you in between your legs this time you let out a cry.
A real cry.
"Nanami please!"
You weren't crying for your sore ass that you were sure you wouldn't be able to sit on- not your aching limbs- but for your blonde to finally throw you off this edge. That gel must have done something to add to whatever pleasure you were feeling. Making you more sensitive to the point you would cum… but not cum… if that even made sense. The way you were gushing you would have thought you came. But no. That band was still wound tight. It was so tight you could just feel it. It was right fucking there.
You were about to start fucking cursing. But your emotions were all over the place. So instead of anger taking control you were just sobbing and begging.
"Please-please sir I've learned my lesson!"
Nanami stopped, walking over to the table, while taking off his clothes and leaving only his pants on. You heard a loud scrape as your blonde dragged a chair right in front of you. He sat down in it with his glass of wine in hand, taking a gradual sip as he took you with his gaze. You could see the way his pants strained around his hard-on.
He then reached under your chin to pull your face up, "How can you look so pretty when you cry?"
You were a mess- and here he was complimenting you as you whimpered. Well anyway, you started crying more-"Nanami…please-it hurts- I need you…I need you please." You didn't care what you had to say, you just wanted him to help you scratch this itch that won't stop itching. "-I will listen to you next time- I will!"
There was something that flickered in his gaze but you were too far gone to really analyze it.
"I know you will." Your blonde stated as he took a small sip of his drink. He then stood and walked behind you. "I am rather impressed. And therefore a reward is due for such good behavior." There was the sound of rustling clothes and your prayers to Tengen had been heard. "Is this what you want?" You felt the touch of his cock barely poke into you. Yet you were nearly crying out loud-
"Yes-yes please alpha!" Flexing your fingers, you fight the urge to try to throw yourself back into him. You had come this far and you were not about to ruin your moment.
There was no need for him to prep you- no need for him to even go slow. Because you were already drooling so much with anticipation. So with one thrust he pushed his cock into you until his mini knot snagged. That's all he could get inside before you were screaming- cumming around him and squeezing just the tip of his cock. Nanami gripped you with a tight hand on your hip. His breath was heavy as you came around him.
"My sweet girl- that's all it took?" He seemed amused by this outcome, "-I didn't realize how much you needed this." and if you weren't shaking and salivating you would have objected to that blatant lie he just told.
He did know you were at the brink of madness because that's what he craved so desperately from you. He loved it when you were desperate for him. He enjoyed it when you cried for him. Whatever it was that you did, he wanted to be the cause of it. The center of it.
You were shaken up from your orgasm and you thought you could get some sort of clarity back but Nanami's obsession with you wasn't over. Whereas you felt you had reached the end of the line- he was ready to ruin you further. He pushed the rest of his way into you, popping his pre-knot within you, and started fucking you at a brutal pace. One hand was gripping your wrists yanking you back on his cock as he bounced you with a steady rhythm. You could only assume he wasn't using two hands because he was busy enjoying his drink at the same time.
Nanami moaned speaking without breaking his stride, "I love how wet you get- makes it much easier to fuck you like this."
You were going cross-eyed, hanging onto the comfort of your ropes as your alpha had his way with you. That secret spot that he knew how to find was being hit every time. You don't even think your legs were holding you up anymore, it was probably by the power of will that you were even still here. You allowed your mind to slip into the darkness of pleasure. Letting go of all your worries. All you needed to worry about was Nanami Kento and how good he was making you feel.
"Yes- ssso good-thank you alpha-thank you for taking care of me-such a good alpha~!"
"I am." Your blonde's movement stuttered for a moment. It almost sounded like he was questioning if he was a good alpha and not just stating it.
So you spurred him on.
"Yes! Such a good alpha I love you - you always take care of me- you know best-oh- I'm about- Nanami I-"
You couldn't finish your sentence, your second orgasm came abruptly, nearly making you black out. Nanami slipped out of you this time and you felt his glass rest between your thighs. You didn't think anything of it since you were screaming and trembling from another orgasm that had you melting into bliss.
The ropes loosened and your body was lowered to the floor. You lay there panting heavily as your eyes blinked up to see the magical hook that your rope was tied to. It disappeared into dust and you closed your eyes to enjoy your afterglow. You felt so exhausted but in a really good way. The kind of exhaustion that came after a nice massage.
"Clean your mess, and then I'll release you."
You heard your blonde speak above you. Funny enough you didn't mind your ropes anymore, they have become rather comforting. But you wanted to conclude your session and make Nanami happy.
You opened your eyes to find your blonde was sitting in the chair, looking down upon you. The wine in his hand looked a lot lighter than the dark liquor he had been drinking this entire time. The dirty alpha was drinking your slick like it was the finest drink to bless his mouth.
You released a little laugh to yourself as you inch your way to your knees. You sat between his thighs asking a question you already knew the answer to, "Does my alpha wish for me to do this with my hands tied?"
"I do." He leaned back with a soft grin, spreading his legs to give you room. His eyes were heavy from alcohol, tiredness, and lust.
You waddled forward, keeping your gaze locked with his. You were feeling confidently sexy, making sure he watched you as you cleaned his cock with your mouth. You started with your tongue, sliding it from the base, but you neglected to touch his pre-knot any time you got close to it you would move back down. You repeated this action again and again, sucking on him as you tasted the sweet blend of coffee and your favorite pastry to go with it. Any time you got close to his knot he'd suck in a shaky breath, but then you'd drift away, with a little smile. It was payback of your own. You will save the best for last.
You were inching closer to his knot again moaning as you went, but right as you reached it Nanami lunged forward with a growl. He pulled you close to his lap, curving his body over you.
"What do you want?" He growled out.
You were cradled in his lap, wondering who he was talking to.
"Oh Nanami no need to act so feisty ~." You heard Getou chuckle. "Can I not appreciate such a lovely display of art?"
"I'm not in the mood for sharing."
Your drama king let out a 'hurtful' gasp, "So rude, after all we've been through." You could almost see him patting at his eyes with his sleeve for drama.
"Getou." No bull shit Nanami was clearly not in the mood for shenanigans either.
"Fine fine fine cranky pants. I was coming over to tell you that we are ready to go. We still have a mission or did you forget about sweet little ole Yuji?"
Nanami began to rub your shoulder, soothingly. But you believed it was more for him than you. He was worried about Yuji and of course about his mysterious ailment. The whole reason you were here in the first place. You felt an almost instant shift in his mood. So you moved forward to continue your 'cleaning'. He let out a little sigh of relief and pleasure.
"Alright, Getou…we will be there in a minute."
"I will let the others know." You heard your alpha leave so now you could really get back to business and finish your job.
However, Nanami pulled you off him abruptly and smashed his lips into you. He was biting your lip- licking at your tongue with need, and panting out of breath unable to breathe, and neglecting to do so. It was passionate…but it felt almost… sad? He was kissing you like he was never going to see you again.
You pulled back from his lips with furrowed brows, "Nanami tell me what's wrong…"
He looked conflicted before he hung his head. "…I think I found something…"
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Chef Note: Oooooowwweeeee. That was quite the chapter. My smut always takes long because I like to marinate it and make sure it comes out perfect so sorry for the wait 😌.
Next chapter we see what had Nanami worked up in the first place.
I see Nanami as an in-between of Toji and Sukuna. His good dadager side keeps him from being a sadistic being worse than Sukuna. I imagine he has a devil and angel on his shoulder and they keep him balanced as all things should be 🖊️⚖️🗿