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whoever you want walking into your room and seeing you in a skimpy nightgown?

hypnomicimagines:

Amaguni Hitoya: 

Hitoya’s mouth is dry as a desert as he sees you, heart pounding in his chest as he quietly looks you up and down. He’d never been one to react emotionally but he was ready to kneel and put a ring on it right in this moment, slowly approaching as he sent you a wary look. He could hardly keep his hands off of you when your properly dressed, how the hell was he supposed to maintain his composure now? Although with how much of your skin was showing he was sure that maintaining his composure wasn’t what you were aiming for, pressing light kisses to your lips before muttering that he might not always like surprises but this one was perfect.

“…You’re beautiful, you know that? And you’re going to kill me one day.”

Aohitsugi Samatoki:

Samatoki’s cigarette falls from his lips to the ground the minute he walks into the bedroom, burning a nice hole in the carpet that nearly has you in tears. You had been posed on the bed seductively up until that moment, now in hysterics as Samatoki always found a way to make things a little less serious than the mood you attempted to set. After assuring no fire would be started he stepped into the room, pushing you down onto the bed and growling at you for laughing at him. He’s got you pinned beneath him as he looked you up and down, appreciating the finer details of the nightgown before meeting your eyes again.

“The hell are you laughing for?! How was I supposed to know I’d be coming home to you looking like this? You won’t be laughin’ when I’m done with you!”

Jinguji Jakurai: 

Jakurai was quite used to handling the unexpected and when he comes home to you dressed so scantily clad you’re disappointed by his lack of reaction, getting that same gentle smile you always received when he was finally home from work. He wastes no time in coming to sit next to you, pulling you onto his lap with a surprising amount of strength and having you straddle him. You shivered at the feeling of his hands running down your thighs, squeezing the soft flesh before they moved up to play with the frilly bottom portion of your nightgown.

“You are truly the most stunning person I’ve ever laid eyes on. How did I get so lucky, my beautiful angel?” 

Nurude Sasara:

Sasara can’t feel his face and it has absolutely nothing to do with the fact he had a few drinks before he came home. He was certainly not drunk and certainly not hallucinating, his eyes scanning your body up and down before he finally whistled in appreciation. You rolled your eyes at his response but you know you’ve got him in your clutches as he starts loosening his tie, still trying to gather the strength to form words but finding it very difficult when there’s a lack of blood in his head. He opens and closes his mouth several times as he inches closer, fingers playing with the bottom of the nightgown as he swooped in for a kiss.

“If you can even leave me speechless well… you must know how beautiful you look right now.”