"what are you doing out here so late?" nanami asks when he realises that hes just staring uncomfortably, and he has to keep his composure infront of you, even if he just slept with an exotix dancer and finished while thinking of you.
"i ordered something online a few days ago and it came to my grandmas house so i went to take it earlier... but its my grandma, so I stayed, but i have to get back to the dorms..." you whisper with a smile, nanami feels his lips tug into a smile just the same way as yours, your smile was intoxicating.
"and you...?" you whisper, looking up at nanami. his breath catchs in his throat and a small sound leaves his throat when he understands hes standing just under a "pussy cat" sign, and all the smell inside there must be sticking to him.
nanami watchs with pure fear as your little face gets illuminated red as you look up at the sign, and hes considering running away right now as he sees your cute face look at the sinful place he just left.
he doesnt know what he expects you to do, but surly not what you actually do. you move your face back to his, and smile up at him sweetly, your eyes closing as you give him the smile, and he can see your reddened cheeks-not from the sign.
"are you going back to the dorms as well nanami sensei?" she asks. what an angel, letting this slide and ignoring it. theres not a purest person than you on gods green earth.
he clears his throat and nods firmly, "yes, i am" he says, looking down at you and even giving you a gentle smile.
"guess we can carpool then!" you smile widely. "oh, im not by car. its a 20 minute walk... thought id take a strol..." he says as he looks around, regretting not taking a car.
"well, would you mind if i acomapny you on your stroll?" you ask gently, and nanami smiles again. "please" he says, turning to the right, you quickly getting to his side, and you start walking.
even though nanami loves your company, he hates that it happens now, after he slept with an exotic dancer, smelling of sweat, sex and alcohol.
he fumbles into the pocket of his jacket and pulls out a cigarrette and a lighter. "would you mind if i-" "not at all" you reply, not even letting him finish his question.
in thanks, he light up his cigarrette and sticks it in between his lips, inhaling it deeply before he exhales the smoke from his lungs, holding it between his fingers.
out of boredom, and to kill the uncomfortable silence, you decide to talk. "my father used to smoke too. the smell reminds me of when i was a little girl... but now that i think about it, its probably not so good" you laugh when you finish, and nanami gives a small chuckle.
"did you have a good night, nanami sensei?" you must be teasing him, right? thats what you are doing. you are toying with him so innocently, like when you chew your pen in class.
"i... did. i had a good night" he says, but he wishs he could have you, and erase his time with trish. he wants you. he feels bad for sleeping with her, as if he cheated on you, which he didnt.
"im glad" you whisper smiling. it sounds like you are dissapointed, are you?
but even with your attampt of making it less quiet, it goes back to silence, nanami is smoking silently and the only thing you can hear is your footsteps and the cool wind blowing, making your hair fly back a little and your nose a tad red, and nanami curses himself that he cant look at your face as you walk side by side.
"are you cold {Y/N}?" he asks, giving himself an opening to look down at you, the paper bag in your hands infront of you, youe little skirt swaying with your steps.
"well... just a little cold..." you whisper with a breezy laugh, sniffling your nose as well.
without thinking twice, he takes off his jacket and offers it forward, taking your bag from your hands. "put it on {Y/N}, i cant have you getting sick" he says, looking down at you.
"oh no sir, i cant, wouldnt you be co-" "no, im alright. put it on" he says, nudging his hand on your shoulder.
with shaking hands you take the jacket and put your hands through the sleeves, proping them higher on your arms, seeing how long they actually were. "thank you..." you whisper with a smile, reaching your hands forward to take the bag.
"its my pleasure. i cant have you getting sick {Y/N}, you have training" he says with a smirk, you give back a small giggle as you secure the bag in your hands again and keep walking.
"what did you order, if you dont mind me asking?" he asks, taking his cigarrette between his lips again and inhaling it.
"oh... its just something that nobara ordered for me... she said it would look good on me" you say in a small unfamiliar voice.
"oh, its clothes?" he asks boredly, looking down at his shoes when he realises his coat must smell of sex, sweat and cigarrettes, and now its hanging around your shoulders.
"well, you could say that..." you whisper carefully, looking down embarressed.
he takes a second or two, and his eyes widen. "oh" that probably wasnt a very good reaction, he can feel you getting smaller and more uncofmortable, securing your hold on the bag.
he decides not to say anything more, swallowing hard his words. no matter how hard he tries, he cant stop thinking about you when you are just beside him like that, and maybe he read it wrong and you dont really have lingere in your bag, but he still cant stop thinking about you in a cute little set.
you are about 7 minutes away from the dorms now, and all that happened till now is finding him outside a sex club, wearing his sex smelling jacket and talking about your may be lingere in that bag. a good night.
"well, nanami sensei..." you say again, swaying a little, "if we already are in this setting... just the two of us..." he loves it when you say that, no matter that you dont mean it in the way he thinks about it, "maybe you could give me a few tips, you know. how to get better, what im good at..." you offer, dragging out your words as you walk up the stairs in the street.
nanami gives a chuckle, finally dropping the butt of his cigarrette to the ground and stepping on it. "well, i think you are very advanced. you are a very good student {Y/N}, i hope you know that" normally, he wouldnt just hand out praises like that, but its you we are talking about. be would sit with you and praise you all night if he could.
"well, thank you, but maybe you have any tips? you know, some wisdom for me" you giggle, nudging his arm with your shoulder.
"well, if i have to put something there... i would advice you to know your limits" he says, feeling you stop walking beside him. "what do you mean?" you ask, furrowing your brows.
"do you remember when yuji asked if you can walk on your hands and you said you could, but actually couldnt, and ended up breaking your arm?" he asks, chuckling.
you laugh, throwing your head back, "well, maybe i just like a challenge" you offer with a smirk. "that is a very good quality to have, but you must be more careful. you should be more careful with-" no nanami, dont say that, please, its not ok, dont you dare, close your mouth- "your delicate body. you are much more gentle and dainty than you think you are, and if you dont take that into account, you might get hurt, and we cant have that"
he takes a few long seconds to register what he said, how he just admitted to you being delicate, pretty and elegant, and how he told you quite straight forwardly he worries about you getting hurt.
"oh... thank you sir" you whisper slowly, lookimg down to the ground, watching your feet walk. "no one ever told me anything like that..." you whisper even lower, not yet sure if you want him to hear it.
his heart melts when he hears your gentle and small voice let those words out. he can tell you didnt really mean him to hear it, but he did anyway.
"really?" he asks, letting you know that he did hear you. you sigh and nod meakly, giving a low "yeah..." before you return to silence. "ill take that into account" you add after a few seconds.
"well, you know {Y/N}" if noone tells you, then he will. just for tonight, he lets himself go, treating himself. hes already past the line, so if he just told you something nice, it wouldnt change much, surely.
"-you are a very beautiful woman. truly. someone should let you know how great you are" he says, looking at you through the edge of his eyes, seeing as you stare at the ground as you walk.
"you might be a little irrational, but you are a very capable and strong student, and it doesnt change the fact that you are very... alluring" he sighs, already regreting his choice of words.
"thank you nanami sensei.." you lift your face and look at him, giving him a gentle smile, "it really means a lot to me" you whisper, a small gentle smile on your face, your beautiful {E/C} eyes looking straight into his, and he cant help but smile back at you, eyes staring back into yours.
"its my pleasure {Y/N}, and i meant every word" he says as he looks at you, almost not paying attention to the fact that youve both slowed down your walking, both wanting this walk to last longer.
"thank you. and for whats it worth, i think you are a good man as well nanami sensei. you are a great teacher, and i hope this is not crossing a line-" what line? its so far behind you, its smudged and erased, its nonexisting anymore, its nothing. "-but i think you are very charming and... appealing"
he can hear your voice tremble lowly, and as he glances at you again, he sees your face is dusted pink with a red nose from the cold. he smiles as he looks down at you, marveling in your beauty as he looks at your face, delighted.
its as if the both of you were drunk, but he only had that one drink at the club, and you were underage, so he would only hope you dont drink. you dont look intoxicated at all, too. you just look so ravishing. beddable. is that ok to say? heavenly.
he takes a deep breath and exhales it with a smile, looking back forward with a gentle smile, "thank you {Y/N}, im flattered" he says slowly.
"i meant every word, nanami sensei. i think you are immensly underappreciated" you say in a matter of fact tone, straightning your back a little.
"you think so?" he asks, shoving his hands into his pockets, now feeling the cold as well. "i do. you have more to offer than you show, im certin" you smile as you say so, getting a small pep in your step.
"like what?" he asks, wanting to hear you talk more and more. "well, i already said you are a great teacher, but i think you care a lot for everyone, you just dont show it. and i think you have a very humane side you dont show. very gentle and loving" you say lowly, smiling.
nanami smiles, chuckling. "that is a very interesting observation {Y/N}, would you mind to show your work on that thought?" he asks.
"well..." you sigh in embarressment, shying down a little. "you do care about the students. you work as a sorcorer, you must care for people if you are trying to save them. its very heroic" shes praising him, he feels his heart fill up with adoration and love for you as you keep speaking.
"and well... technically... your face is simetrical. you look like michaelangello chiselled you carefully from marble" you whisper lowly, chuckling in embarressment.
his own cheeks flush red with your words, and he clears his throat quietly, covering his smile.
"i would have to say the same for you {Y/N}" its like the both of you agreed that tonight you can be so free.
in a brave act, he moves aside a tad and raises his hand, wrapping it around your shoulder and pulling you a little closer to his side, his hand holding your arm.
heartbeat quickening, you look aside and down, cheeks red with your mind racing. nanamis heart calms down a but when he finally holds you to his side, feeling you so close to him, as if thats where you are supposed to be. thats your place.
he must be cold too, now that i took his coat, you tell yourself, trying to hide your smile, pursing your lips as you feel the tips of your hair blush too.
"you truly are beautiful {Y/N}" he whispers, rubbing his fingers on your arm, wishing he could feel your skin.
you smile, sigh, and lean your head on him a little, letting yourself. nanami sighs out a breath when he feels you leaning in, joining him. maybe theres something here.
"i think you are handsome too, nanami sensei" you whisper, leaning your temple on his body. this night is moving so quickly, one second hes dominating a pay girl, the next hes hugging his student, the one he thinks about when he cums.
you keep walking silently for a while, pressed to each other, the bag in your hands, nanamis hand around you, the other in his pocket still, the pace died down to a slow stroll long ago.
"nanami sensei?" he looks down at you and hums, seeing your head leaning on him as you walk slowly, rubbing his fingers up your arm.
"did you really mean that?" this little sentence shows nanami something different, and the easiest way he can put it in, is insecure. he can help that.
"of course i did. i really do. you are beautiful" he smiles, pulling you even closer to him, "i dont know how you dont know it, but you are everything i said" he whispers, breathing the cold air through his nose, cleansing himself.
in his mind, you are the purest thing hes ever seen, regardless of your faults.
"nanami sensei?" you ask again, and he hums, his chest rummblimg as he does so. you are maybe 2 minutes away from the dorms now, and you decide that if you are already so close now, you could ask. what could be the worst outcome?
"can you kiss me?" you whisper so lowly, he thinks his mind is playing tricks on him, and he stops moving, furrowing his brows.
"what?" he asks again, looking down at you, standing infront of you now, your bag keeps a small space between the two of you.
"its... nothing" you smile up at him, but he can see it in your eyes, theyre almost filling up with tears, and that smile youre showing him is so fake. you always were so bad at lying, such an honest quality.
"what is it?" he asks again, putting his hand on your shoulder, his thumb is on your neck as he looks down at you, his thumb rubbing on your neck softly. "you can tell me" he tries to get you comfortable, seeing how youre staring at your bag with flushed cheeks, your eyes not meeting his, but he can tell that theyre wet, your teeth nibbling on your bottom teeth softly.
sighing, he leans down towards you a little. "what is it {Y/N}?" he asks again, his face now so so much closer to yours, you can feel his hot presence just so close to yours, his hand on your shoulder, thumb rubbing on the powest part of your neck.
so you leaned up, and kissed him.
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