#I usually try to avoid the “… stroke > undo > stroke > undo …” habit but sometimes I get lazy

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Existing | Yoshikage Kira x Reader

He’s starting to realize that perhaps there's much more to her than her hands. | Warning: Smut/ NSFW |

Word Count : 5044

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Existing

She'd learned quickly how to play his game, all in order to stay alive.

Somehow, she managed to keep herself cool enough to do well, even while stuck alone with his dark presence, furthermore, despite being struck nearly stupid at his entire being.

‘ Stay silent.’ She thought to herself, always remembering the one rule, which meant :

Not a word.

Not a murmur.

Not even a muffled huff.

‘Just be quiet,’ She added, knowing it was what had saved her. It's what he loved best. 

‘Just...exist.’ she told herself while remaining calm, despite the heavy drumming of her heart each and every time he came near.

- It was yet again another night, one that had for the most part gone as expected.

He came home, neatly putting away all of his things, silently coming to greet 'her' with a soft kiss to her knuckles that meant he was happy to be back. 

He spoke of how relieved he was to be home, of how sorry he felt for leaving her without his company for so many hours, going on and on about how he wished he’d spent not a second apart from her.

'There's just one thing off,' She thought to herself, picking up on a hint of a burnt, Smokey scent which initially stung and made her stomach churn, a strange sweetness lingering afterward and far past the smell she quickly recognized.

'He's been smoking,' She realized, having caught onto the smell the previous two nights as well, but brushing it off, not finding it possible for the man when he'd been so diligent in keeping his schedule, and much more, taking such care of himself. 

At first, she'd assumed that perhaps he'd gotten too close to a coworker on break, that, or walked into the smoke along the way home, but a third night debunked both theories.

She wondered over the new growing habit as he spoke, not worrying much about not paying attention to him because throughout it all, he never looked (f/n) in the eye, his words and overall attention staying right on her hands.

She was already well aware that all that had mattered to him were both hands, each taken care of with diligence because she'd quickly found out that anything less would anger him.

Smiling sweetly, he continued to run kisses over the flesh, the open-mouthed presses beginning to sound sloppy as he started to lose his composure, his breaths becoming more labored,

"Ah… (f/n)" he sighed, causing her to shiver, her focus driven back to him as mindlessly, her thighs pressed together as she heard the breathless utter, his thickened voice causing her to harshly swallow down her spit.

"Tonight, I need your caress," he told her, all while one of his hands led hers down to his hardened manhood, her other limb assigned right beneath his lips, dutifully showered by huffy kisses.

At that, she shut her mouth tight, hoping to calm her racing heart as his erection was pressed against the palm of her other hand, his excitement strained by his pants that had yet to come down.

Already knowing the rehearsed act, she fell to her knees, sitting before him while he hesitantly let her fingers slip from his hold so they could both work on his belt, soon after tasked with undoing his lavender slacks until all that was left was his undergarment, pulled down by the woman as well.

The hand that had been showered by praise then went up, raised up to him as he leered down to her more to meet her halfway, taking it in his hold so he could lay a tender kiss to it in the same gentlemanly fashion a chivalrous man would.

“My, what a flirty girl,” He chuckled, “ I noticed how prettily dressed you are today,” He said while gazing down at her painted nails, the popping, hot pink accenting the nails being what he focused on.

She sat in her satin nightgown, legs tucked under her as she was knelt before him, complimented for not the lovely delicate piece with mid thigh length, but for her simply colored fingernails.

To him making love was her using her hands.

It was just her stroking his cock as he ignored everything else that was beyond her wrist. And she couldn't wait for him to leave. She couldn't help but wait in anticipation for him to once again leave throughout the hours of the day , all so she could be free.

Free to do as she pleased.

Free to think of him.

Free to utter his name, pretending that for just a moment, she truly did exist in his world.

Because she'd learned how to play his game , and along the road she'd come to enjoy it as well, wanting so much more from him.

Unbeknown to her, his glaring eyes opened up to see her, intently focused on her entirely, and not just her stroking hands. He gazed at her with interest, more particularly focused on her face and it’s flustered, yet pleasured expression as she knelt before him, her thumb teasingly swiping over the tip of his length’s slickened head.

Mindlessly, her lips twitched before she ran her tongue over the bottom one’s flesh, her mind evaded by the idea of his beautifully shaped cock dipping down her throat as his hands would both part her (h/c) colored hair to tightly bind the stands within his hold, using her mouth with selfishness until he filled her stomach with the hot streams of white.

‘Or better yet,’ She thought to herself, then fantasizing of the long, curved length repeatedly rutting into her unused wetness.

‘How I wish you’d use me… How I wish we’d consummate this marriage.

Though unreal...

Though all a sick creation of yours…

I wish that somehow, I could truly take part in Yoshikage.’

She tried to keep her focus on the task at hand, but she found it nearly impossible to part ways with the lingering thought, especially as she held him within her two hands, the intoxicating scent of his manhood filling her nose, causing little bumps to rise over her flesh.

All the while, blue orbs eyed the red-faced shame she presented as she drew her own gaze far away, off to the corner of the room instead to avoid his sight,  while she desperately tried to pull herself together, knowing she would slip if she kept thinking that way.

He immediately noticed their darkened dimness just before they shut tight, right at the moment he jerked his hips up to her warm, soft palms as a clear indicator he had reached his limit.

- And then she bit her lip, her own hips wiggling up, just barely moving to figuratively meet his final fierce thrust.

‘What in the world...What is she doing?’ He asked himself, panting as he finished, his release being less than satisfactory.

The usual, sweet high of the act was left as only an afterthought as he continued to focus more on her instead, annoyance bubbling within him as she yet again found a way to invade his thoughts.

Occasionally, during his quiet, monotonous days at work, he found his thoughts drifting off to the (h/c) haired woman waiting in his home.

He wondered about just what she did all day, as well as if she’d eaten.

If she was well...

If she was happy...or at the very least well adjusted into her new life.

He reasoned with himself that perhaps the only reason why he wondered about her was to make certain she wouldn't be too willing to escape, all so he could keep ‘her’ as fresh and warm as possible.

‘Damn woman...’ He seethed. ‘Coming into my life, and changing everything...’

She was about to stand, when he spoke, directly addressing her,

“ Open your mouth,” he told her, clearly surprising her, it being obvious by the manner in which her eyes opened widely, because he’d never asked her to do such a thing.

It was out of his routine …

She gaped, looking up at him with the same innocence and surprise, irking him,

‘ You know what you’re doing... why act surprised?’ He told himself,

“I said...open your mouth,” he muttered lowly, his sticky index finger's pad brushing over her bottom lip before dipping in, instantly greeting her mouth with a savory taste she quickly found to her liking.

A small groan emitted from her as his finger brushed over her tongue, his taste filling her taste buds with bliss, and for that moment, managing to make her forget the rule that kept her alive, instead driven to a high by the strange, yet erotic act.

She would have pondered more over his actions had it not been for the way his sweetness danced over her wet muscle, fogging her mind.

Watching, he let his middle finger slip within the warmth of her mouth, doing just the same as the first, moving in lax little motions that let her warm muscle move with freedom.

He’d then realized she was greedy, her tongue curling over his slim fingers with eagerness, the pointed tip digging between them to get a small taste of his previous release without having been told to do so.

‘I see then,’ He thought to himself, the lower part of his free palm pressed to her shoulder to push her down, forcing her to let go of his tended hand with a wet , ‘pop.’

He quickly fell to his knees, crawling to her until he was situated between her shaking legs, the man leering down to the little woman with the same curious eyes of a malicious, little feline as he crawled.

He was now interested, a sudden type of interest that made him feel daring.

Without a single second to waste his right hand tightly clamped over her mouth, pressed with full force while the other traveled down, soon meeting her warm overflowing wetness after he pulled apart her thin panties, the flimsy material not made to be so viscously handled.

Without shame the underside of his hand cupped over it to take in the radiating heat, feeling it for himself.

Instantly, she sucked in a harsh breath, her hands moving to take hold of his arm, desperately trying to pull it back by the forearm before it went any further and did anything else.

But it was all without success.

As a response the blonde emitted a low growl, somehow immobilizing her completely, the touch of what felt like phantom hands spreading her arms out to each side, allowing him to continue without a qualm.

Unable to hold himself back, he used the same hand which still retained her warmth to stroke himself, his hardened manhood yet again, excited.

The slickness of his previous release was still there, coaxing his hand with the mess, a tingling, little shockwave running along the line of his spine as he eyed her honeypot that was left for his eyes to gaze upon.

‘What is this feeling...this strange magnetic force?’ He wondered as he led his hand back to her slickened warmth.

Her body quivered as both his index and ring finger fell down to spread her lips, a protesting squeal muffled by his palm as his middle finger experimentally probed her small entrance, easily sliding within.

"Filthy," He grumbled, letting his index take part in the invasion, the two of his cum coated fingers slipping into her heat, slowly eased in until his knuckles were pressed against her warm flesh, "You’re a filthy mess," He told her with icy mockery, his blue eyes staring down onto her startled face, intently focused on her wide (e/c) colored eyes and their glimmering shine, the man swimming in the arousal they invaded him with.

'Slut, ' he mused.

"Is this what happens to you every time?... Every time you are meant to please me instead?" He asked her, receiving a frightened headshake as she denied the accusation, lying to him.

"Liar," He murmured, slowly opening his inserted fingers into a wide V, lowly sighing at the sweet resistance of her velvety walls as he stretched her.

"I could see it in your eyes," He told her, " I could tell by the pathetic, desperate manner you tried to hide it from me," He added while dipping his head down to her chest, nipping at the flesh above her collarbone, earning him a covered up squeal.

" And this here… This is proof you're a desperate, filthy whore," He maundered, adding a third finger, causing her body to writhe, a choked sob hushed by his still pressed hand.

She didn't fight back at the action, instead, she reacted upon it with a show of pleasure, her hands clawing at the floor, her knees both trying to come together to squeeze his hand closer, forcibly stopped as his body was there between them.

Her brain speared into overdrive, all of her reasoning flying out the window as finally, she was being touched by the man she desperately craved.

" I'm hard again," He told her with venom laced in his words, knowing she was to blame.

She was to blame for many things, one other being his lack of sleep.

He’d lost the ability to sleep comfortably unless she was pressed against him, pulled right into his embrace while she had already been lulled and slumbering.

Being the first to wake he’d pull away, his day starting off with exasperation the more and more it occurred.

And if that wasn't bad enough, he'd started smoking, sneaking them during his breaks at work because he just couldn’t calm himself, feeling erratic at the strange invading thought of her he had during those hours.

He would be restless and antsy all the while.

Was she still home?

Had she run off?

Did he have to chain her down?...Was it necessary to do so?

Did she think of him?

Did she eat?

Was she well entertained?

Did she need anything?

What is her favorite color?

He asked himself the stupidest questions, and such mindless pondering made him grow crossed.

"So now, you have to take care of it," He told her, " But of course you won't mind," he went on, feeling her desperately pulse around him, “Will you?” He asked without expecting any worded answer from her, especially not with his hand in the way.

But of course, there was one thing he did beg to know, one thing he itched to have answered because it’d so happen to be something he thought of throughout the day,

“You touch yourself, don’t you?” He asked, wanting to know if she’d been so lewd to please herself while he was left aching in his own desk, unable to grab his cock and relieve his want.

" When I'm gone… I can only assume you use your hands to touch this drenched hole," He accused her, his pace fast and unforgiving as she squirmed, messily groaning beneath his silencing press.

‘Tell me yes ; Admit it to me,’ He shuttered, teased by the fantasy of her rising her hips up to her own drenched fingers, moving just as helpless as she was now,

His hand shushing her then moved, gliding down to cup her chin as his thumb pressed itself against one side of the hollow of her cheek , digging into the soft flesh while on the other side, his index and middle did the same, leaving his last fingers to curl down her jaw with the same fierce grip,

" Answer me," he sneered, needing her to speak." You drive your fingers into your wet cunt when I'm away, don't you?" He interrogated her, already knowing the answer by the way she looked away, hiding her (e/c) colored orbs from him while simultaneously his fingers were given a soft, pleading squeeze.

'Just tell me already,' he inwardly whined, beginning to break.

“Are you mute?” He jeered, being less than kind with the thrusts, “Or simply stubborn? Or is it that you’re rude? Huh?” He went on, the command in his voice furthering her into bliss,

" Ah…. Ki..Kira!" she cried out, “ I…I do!" She finally admitted, crying out the truth to him, "It's true!," She proclaimed, moving her hips to the brisk, repeated movements of his fingers.

Little tears bubbled in her eyes as she was humiliated, left panting and needy while he continued to torture her,

And it was strange, but to hear her say his name, and in such a shameless cry, it made his stomach clench, his already hard cock springing, desiring nothing more than to be drenched by the same sopping heat his fingers were graced by.

He groaned, fingerfucking her until she cried out joyously, almost at the peak of her euphoric release.

His assaulting hand then fell out from her yearning pussy, instead traveling up to her flustered face, his soaked fingers smearing the juices of her excitement all over her lips until she opened her mouth wide, waiting to clean the wet mess without any say needed from his end.

Again, she complied, and he well understood the meaning behind each of her actions, finding himself to be pleased, slowly coming to terms with the little bud of want he'd felt that had begun to flourish, believing that perhaps it wasn't such a bad thing.

“You've been good…” he told her, truly meaning it, looking down into her (e/c) colored eyes with a present smile.

Past the annoyance he felt, he felt pride for her, and much more of himself for being the lucky man to snag her.

‘How perfect…

How sweet…’

She’d been so sweet to him, even before bringing her to his home. And perhaps that’s what’d made him so willing to drag her along with him, that overly sweet and kind nature that was so contrasting to all the other rotten women he’d come across.

'Oh darling… forgive my callous behavior with you,' he thought while reflecting back on his actions. 'Had I just accepted this love...Perhaps then you would have been spared of such lonesomeness.'

Tenderly, his hand then caressed her cheek, relishing in the softness, drawn in the by the loveliness of her face,

‘I would have saved myself all the trouble,’ He mused, understanding that it wasn’t entirely her fault that his life had been so altered. ‘If only I hadn’t been such a stubborn brute...If only I’d accepted you just as you did me,’

"(f/n)... sweet kitten," He sang, " Say my name again," he pleaded, his voice carrying a soft, little purr that made his chest vibrate along with the rumbles.

'I've been such an awful husband….but please...please allow me to show you I also crave you…I'll use all of you, just as you've wanted...'

His back straightened, his right hand tugging at his tie until it became undone,

‘ I’ll give myself to you... ‘ He thought while throwing the accessory aside, by then having the only article of clothing he wore be his button up shirt.

‘My love... be greedy with me... take in everything.’ he added while he unbuttered the top, soon left bare before the woman.

‘Is this body to your likening?

Is my form pleasing?

Are you ready to take me?

Oh (f/n),’

He ran his fingers through his wavy, golden locks, pushing them back from his face as they’d begun to obscure her sight from him.

It was then that he reached down for his leaking cock, aiming it towards her dripping wetness with a low heave, teasing her by gliding the head down her warmth, starting from her sweet, little button and ending down to her awaiting cavern,

“If I fuck you earnestly… would you say it again?” He asked her, “Would you so kindly utter my name again,” He asked with a little whine, pushing his stiff dick's head through her little entrance.

"Ah…(f/n) ….my sweet… My perfect, little wife…" he mewled.

It was all so perfect, the quiet peaceful life he wanted seeming to be finally achieved, and the notion furthered him into ecstasy,

' Yes...Yes…Yes…it's all so perfect,' he thought while finally settling into her, having been kind enough to let her adjust, moving only after she began to grind her hips up against his.

- And she saw stars.

After being left wanting and desperate for so long, then edged and needy, the sensation of his generous length finally stretching her had her throw her head back on to the ground,

"Yoshikage…" she breathed, ever so softly, sugar powdered over the name as she uttered it.

His slow, rhythmic pace hitched, a strong jerk forward earning a high whine from her that was horridly crewed.

He loved the quietness, and thus lived happier during those moments, but in that instant, he realized just how amazing she sounded as she cried out so obnoxiously.

'I need more of it,' he claimed while repeating the same action, earning him an equal response of elation, this time more filled with pleasure than surprise.

'My perfect love… ' he thought while repeatedly jerking his hips forward, met halfway by her less powerful thrusts which fell into synch with his, 'My only love,' he added as he slid his hand down, tickling her skin as he softly ran it over her belly and falling down further.

His traveling hand soon stopped, knowing when he'd landed at the perfect spot needed,

‘It’s here,’ he thought to himself, fingers pressed over her little, engorged clit. 'It's here that I'll break you, all in the namesake of love,'

“Say my name again… cry out to the world, “ he said with a wide grin, "Be unhinged…cry out loud, enough for the world to hear my name," he encouraged her, something he'd never thought was possible before,

“You’re… Yoshikage… Kira,” she responded, huffing out little mewls,

"No...No," he said while closing his eyes tightly, " louder...filthier…. Use your salacious tone as though your life depends on it!" He said while his two hands grabbed her thighs, his overgrown nails forming crescents over the soft flesh.

He pulled her even closer, as much as possible before he hooked her legs on each arm, his pace fast and desperate as sweat dripped down from his forehead, his entire body coated with the stickiness.

“ Yoshikage Kira !” She said with desperation, not haveing thought possible to reach such a pleasure until he put aggression into each dive, the wonderful curve of his cock repeatedly reaching her special spot, no longer teasing it with gentleness but full-on attacking it with each move he made.

“The one who's fucking your wet… soaking mess….” He muttered, responding back to her.

' Damn…' He huffed, hunched over her as he moved,

'I...can't...No...

I don't want to stop, ' he panted, not wanting to let their high end, but knowing it was almost over.

"Milk me dry," he told her. "Make no mess… not a single wasted drop," he added, his eyes rolling back as she met him in the final thrust.

‘My darling wife... you’re meant to take in all of my cum...’

Reacting upon pure instinct, his lips came down to hers, pressed together tightly as the last bits of his release shot within her,

" I'll use you from now on...Every bit of you," He warned her, looking deeply into her (e/c) colored eyes as she opened them to him. " So there's no need to use your pretty, little hands," He said while growing a sweet smile, his pink stained cheeks glowing.

Additional little happy end:

Her hands both moved, lightly shaking, the tremendous motion being something that could easily be overlooked. Slowly, they went up to his defined cheeks, stroking them lovingly, her fingers being busy by trailing the contours of his face during the intimate act.

It was something she'd do afterward

- it being the only caress she could provide him that wasn’t a carnal act of pleasure meant to please him.

Lately, she'd been looking forward to the only moment she could truly adore him, touching him as though they truly were lovers.

'Maybe I'm crazy,' She thought to herself, looking up at him, her (e/c) colored eyes staring at the man with unfeigned care. 'For me to want to reach up...Descend my lips on his,' She continued, her eyes fluttering close as she took in a soundless breath, resisting the urge.

'They look so soft … And I just wish they'd fall onto mine,' she longed, the earlier mash having proven to her that they were indeed soft, and much more holding a decadent taste.

But she didn't want to test her luck, not daring to claim one from him.

It was then that his lips fell onto the underside of her hand, causing her heart to bounce with elatedness despite how practiced it was by then.

It was yet another ritual they had, something she should have gotten used to already, but somehow, even during then, found her stomach invaded by a swarm of excited butterflies.

It took all of her will to hold in her pleased sounds, the aftermath of their lovemaking still present.

hidden by the silken, little nightgown her heat dripped with their mix of fluids, the overflowing mixture of their release both leaving her presently shaken. 

And to add on to that, he was giving her such sweet kisses.

It just wasn't fair at all.

Because while her lust had been sedated, her heart was still left wanting, desiring him wholeheartedly.

Her eyes then opened up to see him, looking up at his face with the same adoring eyes she always did, whether he cared to know they existed or not.

During then, he smiled, the genuine expression being both boyish and sweet as well as innocent and pure.

His body then fell over hers, causing her to wheeze at the sudden fallen weight before he chuckled. He skimmed down, his head placed onto her chest as he inhaled a deep breath,

“Today…” he started, muttering the single word with a followed up sigh of disappointment, “ Today was a stressful day.” He revealed to her, yet again giving her palm another small, sweet press.

And as usual, she stayed silent, listening to his story, but it seemed as though there wasn't much to tell because he too fell into silence, living through the quiet along with her.

She wanted to tell him to continue, but knowing the rule of their arrangement, she instead swallowed down harshly, keeping the words to herself,

"Love?" He said airily, while lazily his eyes trailed up to her face, his typically piercing icicles warmed to liquid pools as he eyed her with expectancy,

‘Does he… does he want me to speak?’ She wondered, nervous, her stomach knotted as she was left in utter confusion.

Everything was all so sudden to her. Firstly there was the sudden sex, something she'd thought wasn't a possibility. And now, he seemed as though he wanted her to speak, converse with him as though she truly was there for him, every bit of her and not just her caressing hands,

“H-how?” She answered back, softly, and full of uncertainty.

And at the soft blow of air which was her response, he melted furthermore, somehow calmed even greater,

“ Ah,” He sounded, the little, airy sigh sounding pleased, “ Well...We have a new employee, and for whatever reason, I'm the one in charge of training the bumbling fool.” He explained, his brows knitted.

“ And he's nothing more than a complete moron, constantly pestering me for help, having yet to understand the work he'd sworn he’d done before on his resume." He added with frustration. 

"He follows me everywhere... "

"That sounds awful," she said with understanding, listening to him with open ears.

"It was," He agreed, " And my back started to ache all the while," he continued on, pouting.

"Would you like me to massage you then?" She asked him, feeling more confident," Or I could just run you a warm bath with nice bubbles and-"

"Could I have both?" He asked her, pleading. "Ah… and...well... could you join me?" he added, sounding bashful at the request." Lather my body...massage my stiff muscles," he begged, rising up more to where his face was before hers,

"It would please me." He said with a small smile, hoping to convince her.

" But… I made dinner and by now...After we've spent all this time, um...together," She trailed off, her face flushed.

"You've yet to eat, and by now it's cold, " She explained, being apologetic.

"No worries," He said to her, " I could compromise with a reheated meal," He told her, "So long as you run me a bath and join me afterward," he said, getting up, pulling her along with him.

Her hands both landed on his naked chest, her (e/c) colored eyes blinking up at him with little hostage stars caught in the orbs,

"Are you certain..?" She asked him, her face married with joy, something he couldn’t overlook.

"A dutiful wife such as yourself," He started, "there's no doubt you've yet again made an exquisite meal for me," He told her.

"I wouldn't waste such a labor of love," He told her, drawing back, "I'm sure that it will taste just fine in an hour or two, besides," He said while his smile stretched out, deviousness glinting in his eyes, " I have another hunger only you can feed," He said while chuckling, his thumb pressed to the point of her chin as he held it, lifting it up to have her lips meet his.

Expecting a kiss she puckered her lips, eyes fluttered close as she was easily strummed by him, getting nothing in return but a playful snicker, his lips landing on the point of her nose instead.

"Yoshikage, please,” She said breathlessly, “let me do it all,” She insisted, her hands both clasped over his, “Please just relax, I’ll...I’ll do it all,” She went on, making him smile, shaking his head.

“Adorable,” he mused aloud, reaching down to hold her waist as he kissed her, his tongue teasing hers,

“My love...” he breathed, fully enamored by her.

Next Part (optional) : Going Out 

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NSFW SCENARIO REQUEST: ❝lingering thoughts.❞

[ Fandom: Boku no Hero Academia ] [ Characters: Amajiki Tamaki ]

「On his day off, Tamaki finds himself alone in his shared apartment as you went out. The stress and pressure of work get to him, you were usually there to relieve him. But with you absent, he’s left alone to deal with it. However, he didn’t account for your early return.」 [ NSFW under the cut! ]

AMAJIKI TAMAKI

The day started off rather slow for Tamaki. He had gotten up when he heard noises from the common room. He was tired but so grateful that it was his day off which meant that he can laze around all he wants. Even though it was his day off, it doesn't mean that it applies to everyone else. Out there, there are still people who were working on this day. He first noticed that you were missing from the bed, meaning you had gone off somewhere. When he headed to the common room, he was surprised that it was vacant. The living room was empty, there were used pots inside the sink, indicating that you had been cooking.

Sitting atop the table was a covered plate that contained bacon, eggs. The curtains were drawn and the lights were off. It was a habit you had developed after obtaining an apartment with an amazing view. Tamaki returned to his room, grabbed his phone and began to eat. There was a text message from you, saying how you would be out the entire day with your friends and buying groceries. At this news, he didn't know what he was supposed to do. He often spend his free days with you.

The stress and pressure of everything can get a bit overwhelming. Tamaki finds himself unable to relax, the pent up stress making him feel uneasy. It was a bit frustrating to not have you by his side. You always had bright ideas that distracted him and helped release his stress. He's reminded of the times he had to relieve his own stress without you. After breakfast, he put away the dishes. There was almost nothing he could do but wash the dishes to take his mind off things, the television was showing some cooking show where they were trying out dishes.

Alone in your shared bedroom, Tamaki undoes his pants, releasing his cock from the confines of his pants. He hissed as the cold air made contact with his warm member. It's a bit shameful, but he had his hand wrapped around his member, slowly pumping it up and down. He feels a bit ashamed for thinking about impure things.

He is pretending that his hand was your mouth wrapped around his cock that you're bobbing your head back and forth, taking him in as much as your mouth can handle. Tamaki groans at the thought, his cock hardening as he continues to stroke himself at a steady pace. He had all the time in the world as you told him that you would be out for the entire day, so he was in no rush to his climax. He could almost see you on your knees, with his cum gathered in his mouth after he came. The way your tongue cupped to contain his seed and how you would tilt your head back to swallow his seed.

A soft groan fell from his mouth as he imagined you on the bed with your head between his legs. You would wrap your hand around whatever you couldn't fit in your mouth and fondle his balls just to tease him. He felt so sinful but the thought of you and your body made him continue. He won't have another chance to relieve himself after this. He tries to stifle his groans, shutting his eyes to visualize the image of you stroking his cock with your small hand and taking him in your mouth as he rubs your scalp to encourage you.

He was wondering if you do the same thing when you're alone. Tamaki wonders if you spread your legs, and touch yourself to the thought of him. Rubbing your clit while two fingers slipped inside of you and slowly pumping them to reach your climax. Just imagining you sitting on the bed masturbating, moaning and crying out his name made his stress melt. Eventually, he reached his high, thighs shaking as he cries out your name.

"Well, that was very entertaining." you hummed with a small smile.

His face lost all color when his eyes met yours. You were standing on the door with a few bags in hand. Tamaki moved to cover himself.

"I-I-I.....[First Name], y-you―" his brain malfunctioned at that moment and everything he wanted to say remained in his head. You stepped into the room, dropping whatever you were carrying on the table before sitting on the bed. Tamaki scooted away, making space for you.

"You probably thought that it was fine to do it because I'm coming home late. But you probably want to ask why am I home so early? And how long I've been watching right?" you said, giving him the infamous 'I know everything' grin of yours. He was grateful that you could tell but a bit embarrassed that you could read him like an open book.

"I was thinking about how miserable you must be, spending your day off without me. So I decided to come home with dinner and I heard some interesting noises from the bedroom so I thought something happened to you but it was something else....." you trailed off turning your attention to his crotch. He seemed to understand what you meant.

"S-Sorry, I didn't mean to! So, just stop staring......" his entire face was red, covering his crotch and avoiding your eyes. He was already at the end of the bed as you slowly neared him. There was no escape and he knew this, his entire body stiffened when he felt your hand around his right wrist.

"Don't be embarrassed Tamaki, you looked really hot masturbating like that." you moved his hand from his crotch and he looked at you, seeing you give him a loving smile.

"Besides....." realization dawned on him when you guided his hand under your skirt, over your thighs and brushing over your panties. He was mildly surprised to the point he let out an inhuman squeak. The material was a bit damp against his fingers. He shifted his attention from your panties to your face when you tugged his arm. You raised the lower part of your body, taking off your skirt and underwear with one hand expertly.

"I do it too. I touch myself thinking of you." you whispered in his ear. Using his hand, you brushed them against your clit, a pleasured hum leaving your lips. You moved his entire hand until it cupped your pussy, the tip of his middle finger touching your entrance.

"I think about your hands squeezing my breasts, your fingers inside me. You would thrust them so gently, curl them inside and spread them around. I want your tongue all over me and inside me. I want you to say that I taste good and make me cum on your face."  you moaned gently when you managed to put his index finger inside you. Entranced with the sight of your bare pussy and your lewd words, Tamaki can't help but let you drag him into your pace. His fingers were still slick from his own cum, it slid into your heat so easily that it shocked you.

Your other hand moved down his body to grab his cock. Tamaki jerked but he didn't move away from your hands. He was still sensitive and with the way you were rubbing his tip gently, he can't help but whimper. The slow, agonizing pace had him moaning, silently glancing at you in hopes of your hand to move faster. You pulled away from his body entirely and got on top of him, pushing your lips against his. Gently nipping at his bottom lip, you snuck your tongue in his mouth when he parted his lips as he let out soft moans. He moved his hands that were resting on the the bed to your blouse, unbuttoning the buttons as you shrugged it off your shoulders.

Pulling away from his lips, you gave him a small smirk. Neither of you wanted to waste any time. Quickly, you got rid of your blouse while Tamaki took off his shirt. You pressed your lips again his neck, lightly sucking and nipping his skin until it left bright red marks. You straddled his waist and he groaned as your pussy rubbed against his erection. You moaned, eyes shutting as you bucked your hips.

"You're so hard, Tamaki.....Ahh, your cock is so big....." your voice was low and breathy against his ear as you slowly rocked yourself against his erection. He was hypnotized by the movements of your hips and the sway of your breasts in front of him. You leaned over completely, pressing your body against his. Your nipples were hard from both arousal and the cold air of the room.

"What do you want me to do to you now, Tamaki?" you traced his chin with your pointer finger before moving it down his chest.

"I-I want you on top of me," he muttered quietly at first.

"I want you to ride me." his confidence emerged all of the sudden, fueled by his own desire to have his cock shoved deep inside your core. You hummed in response, pulling back and shifting your position. He bit his lip, watching as you rummaged through the bedside table for a condom. You threw your leg over his waist, ripped the condom packet carefully and but it on his dick.

Soft moans fell from your lips as you rubbed your pussy against his member. Despite the AC in full blast, the two of you were sweating buckets, stuck in a heated world of your own. Tamaki kept his attention on you, watching as you raised your hips and grabbed his dick by the base.

Lowering down slowly and fixating your attention on the task at hand, you positioned yourself over his cock. Rubbing his tip in your slick, you let out a soft groan as you lowered yourself onto him. Your free hand clenched the sheets, a hiss leaving your clenched teeth. A sharp breath escaped your mouth, Tamaki let out a moan when half of his length had entered your wet heat. He kept his on your pussy which was slowly sucking in his cock. Your slicked heat allows you to slide down onto him with ease but it didn't really account for the pain of the initial stretch.

"Ahh, your cock so deep inside....." you moaned, head tossed back as you settled against his pelvis. His entire girth was buried inside you and it made you do full. Your walls clenched around him as you bucked your hips. Tamaki's eyes were clenched shut, moans tumbling out of his lips at the pleasure of your warm, wet pussy.

You raised your hips and lowered them at a steady pace as you threw your head back in pleasure. His hands went to your side, squeezing your hips as you rocked back and forth on his cock. The pads of his fingers were pressed down onto your skin, a bruising grip that made you wince. His hands eventually slid against your skin, moving over to cup your breasts. He rubbed his thumbs against your nipples, while you set your own pace. So far, you kept it slow and gradually moved faster.

Your legs shook as you moved your hips up and down. Fueled by your own desire to reach your climax and spurred on by the way his cock was hitting the right places, moans of his name came tumbling out from your lips.

"Ngh....so tight." Tamaki muttered mostly to himself. You rested your hands on his chest readjusting yourself before lifting your hips again, feeling the veins of his girth gliding against your walls. The pace you set wasn't too fast nor was it too slow, it allowed to fully enjoy your pussy moving around him. It was shameful but he knew that he was a mess. His mewls and moaning fell from his lips continuously. 

"Ahh.....Ahh, Tamaki.....!" your moans grew louder as you bounced on him faster. The sound of your ass clapping against his skin filled the room, together with the squelching noise that was produced every time you went down his length. With his hands still groping at your breasts, he slid them down a bit and pinched your nipples.

"Ahn, no, don't pinch them.....Ahh!" your pussy clenched around him harder. Tamaki switched, moving his hands to your hips and setting the pace for himself. He moved your hips and pushed his waist up to quicken the pace. The pleasure coursing in his body was too much and it consumed his mind. His body moved on its own. You were no longer in control, hands raking down his chest and leaving red lines in their wake.

Tamaki had his attention on you, his tongue was poking out of the corner of his mouth, something that he does when he's focused. His eyes were a bit droopy, and if you look closely, you can tell it was from pleasure. However, you, yourself were drowning in the same pleasure, far too deep to take note of something so trivial.

"Mnh.....I-I'm gonna cum soon.....!" Tamaki was the first one to yield. He didn't think he would be cumming again for the second time tonight. After his masturbating earlier, he was spent but the effect you had on him was greater than he had expected.

"Ohhh, I'm gonna cum too. Cum inside me, shoot it all inside me, baby." you encouraged, moving against him. You bounced on top of him when his grip loosened on your hips.

His own legs shook, eyes narrowing at the scream of his muscles. Whenever he moved his hips upwards, he exerted a great amount of force since his thighs were constricted underneath you. You moaned his name, stilling for a second as your hips matched his pace. Your pussy was twitching and your entire body was so sensitive. You cupped your breasts, pinching your nipples. The sensation had you moaning louder and clenching around his dick even tighter.

Tamaki gave it his all, thrusting hard and deep inside you, hitting that one that made you saw white.

"Ohhhh! Right there, Tamaki! Cumming! I'm cumming on your cock!" you screamed. You moaned his name one last time before cumming hard on his dick.

He came not long after, your wet pussy twitching and clenching around his dick so deliciously. He watched as your head fall back and eyes rolling back in pleasure, your tongue was hanging out of your mouth, drool sliding down your chin.

His cum trickled down your legs as you pulled yourself off of his now softening dick. You collapsed your next to him, breathing hard and labored. You pressed a kiss against his cheek, moving closer to him. He returned the kiss but planting it on your forehead instead of your cheek.

"Urk. I'm gonna be so damn sore for work tomorrow."

"You don't say....."

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Azula Week Day 3: Summer

Modern AU; TyLee’s parents own a resort on the Cook Islands so TyLee takes Azula on a tropical holiday.

The best summer she ever spent, was the one she had with TyLee. The girl’s parents owned a resort chain one seemed to pop up on every island. And she had given Azula her pick of them. She had narrowed it down to a few, though there were many different islands that had drawn her attention. In the end, with some healthy input form TyLee she and picked Aitutaki Island. She wasn’t one for water but the turquoise hue she’d seen in the pictures had enchanted her. She had wondered if the water would be that pristine in person.

It was another week before TyLee was free from her summer classes. A week spent texting by the poolside and longing for the next one.

A week spent convincing her father that letting her travel so far abroad on such short notice was a good idea. She was almost certain that he was going to say no, especially since she had no good grades to charm him with. Instead, she compiled a list displaying where she’d be staying and for how long, some activities they planned to do, and her outline of predicted expenses. If she could give him a more solid picture, he would be more inclined to let her take her vacation. That sort of trick usually worked.

And it continued to do so.

She was unpacking her suitcase as a balmy breeze fluttered through the bungalow rustling the curtains. The wind carried the scent of mango and banana with what might have been a tinge of coconut.

She watched TyLee flop onto the bed.

“You already unpacked?” Azula asked.

“I packed less than you.” She shrugged. It was a fair point, Azula had a habit of over-packing--God forbid she forget something she needed. “Hurry up and finish! I have so much I want to do.”

“We have the whole week.” Azula pointed out. Even so, the other girl was ridiculously eager. Before she could even find a suitable pair of sunglasses, TyLee had her around the wrist and was dragging her onto the patio. This resort in particular offered over the water bungalows, the pair could jump off of the patio and be in decently deep water. Already Azula could see a turtle swimming by amid clusters of coral and anemone. All in all, they had a pretty decent view of the reef. TyLee was correct in noting that Aitutaki was a sound location for snorkeling.

“Come on!” TyLee gave a cheerful smile and with it she was already in the water, picking her way carefully around the coral. She hadn’t even shed her sundress.

Azula took the care to drape hers over the railing before dipping into the water. The water was cooler than she preferred, it would take some getting used to especially after allowing the sun to seep into her bare skin. She ought to go fetch some sunscreen, but TyLee’s eager face coaxed her further from the bungalow. She could already foresee a sunburn to match all sunburns on her skin. Still she met TyLee a few feet away.

“Look at this.” TyLee pointed. Azula was expecting another turtle, but instead she found herself face to face with a stingray. Before she could protest, TyLee began stroking it. “Come over and pet him, he’s friendly.”

Azula hesitated, she was a little wary of the ocean and marine life. She had been since her father had taken the family to Cancun some summers back when she was eleven years old. She and ZuZu had gotten a little brave--too brave--and she had a scar to show for it. They both did; the pair had gone cliff diving (her choice of activity, of course) and had landed right on the reef. Zuko had nearly lost his eye and she had jagged and deep scratches on her right thigh and up her ribcage.

Even so, she wasn’t about to let TyLee put on a display of more courage than she. As long as she kept her distance from the coral and urchins, she should be fine. The stingray was a good distance from the sea plants anyhow. Taking the care to avoid its tail, Azula carefully stroked its pectoral fins. They had an almost slimy feel that she shivered at, at first.

“Cute isn’t it?” TyLee remarked

Azula hummed to herself for a moment, “I guess so.” It was a rather majestic creature, she decided as she watched it flap away.

No longer having the stingray to occupy her, TyLee made her way closer to the reef. Azula had never been prone to fearing for another person, but the closer TyLee got to the reef, the more she squirmed on the inside. Absently her fingers fell to her scarred thigh. “TyLee, get over here.”

The girl looked back. “But the seashells and clams are over here.” She argued.

“I’m sure there are plenty of seashells on the shore.” Azula countered.

“Are there clams on the shore?”

“Probably not.” Azula grumbled.

As if that settled things, TyLee continued on her course until she came to the edge of the reef. It left Azula divided between wanting to maintain her distance from the reef and wanting to swim over and physically drag the daring girl away from it. “Do you think this one has a pearl in it?” TyLee inquired.

“I don’t know.” Repeating her prior statement she added, “probably not.” She couldn’t imagine that pearls were easy to come by.

“You need to be more optimistic.” TyLee declared.

“And you need to get away from that reef.” Azula snapped back. Finally she braved it out and moved closer.

Undeterred, TyLee carelessly surrounded her arm up to the elbow with jagged blade-sharp coral as she attempted to snatch the clam. Again, Azula was cringing and this time the cringe reached her face. The girl was going to shred her arm at this rate. “Here, let me get it.” She offered before she realized just what she was proposing.

Having struggled with it for a good three or so minutes TyLee surrendered and huffed a quick, “okay.”

Azula bit the inside of her cheek. Just lovely, now she was going to have to risk her own arm. She was already scarred from her thigh to her ribcage, she might as well get a matching set for her arm. Reluctantly, she reached for that stupid clam, thinking that it was anything but worth the struggle. She could already see a fine trickle of blood running down her arm and attracting sharks.  She had the clam in her hand and detached from the reef. She might have gotten away unscathed had it not been for the crab. The critter itself hadn’t done her much damage. It’s pinch however caused an reflexive jerk that sent her arm into the nearest coral. She hissed, almost dropping the clam altogether, but she clung to it; she hadn’t just gashed her elbow for nothing. It was a struggle to keep her composure as she was very nearly catapulted back to the day she’d almost died on the reef. TyLee’s expression was the picture of terror, terror and guilt. Azula took a few shaky steps towards her and pressed the clam into her hand. She couldn’t tell how deep the slash dug, but the blood flow was much too steady.

“Oh, this is all my fault.” TyLee mumbled. “I should have just left the clam alone.” To that Azula couldn’t argue. She made her way back onto the patio. “Can I see your hand. Oh gosh, you’re shaking.” The girl looked like she was going to cry.

“I am not.” Azula insisted and held out her arm.

With diligent hands, TyLee tied her hair scrunchies above and below the cut. With even more care she dabbed at it with a clean towel. “I don’t think it’s as deep as it looks.” There was an abundant sparkle of relief in her eyes.

Azula released a still semi-shaky breath. “No, it isn’t.” She removed the scrunchies and watched TyLee retreat into the bungalow to fetch a some gauze. With the initial shock out of the equation, her breathing began to level. It was just a scratch, a large one, but still just a scratch.

��I’m so sorry.” TyLee babbled. “I should have just stayed away from the reef like you said…”

Azula sighed, any animosity the situation had put between the pair was fading fast. She wasn’t about to let the reef ruin another perfectly good vacation. “Forget it. Let’s just finish dressing the cut and find something to do. I think I saw a tiki bar worth checking out.”

“I could go for a pina colada.” TyLee agreed. After fully wrapping Azula’s elbow she patted her hand affectionately. “There, all set.”

Sharp pangs were still shooting up and down her arm but she would ignore them. A drink or two would probably take the edge off anyways.

.oOo.

It was sundown by the time they reached the line of bungalows again. As they walked the deck connecting all of the bungalows, Azula listened to TyLee prattle on and on about pointless things. “That Chan guy was kind of cute.” She commented.

Azula rolled her eyes, “I suppose if you’re into tan, muscular, and dull in the head.”

TyLee cocked her head, she very nearly came to a hault, trying to figure out Azula’s type was like prying that clam for its spot. “Then what are you into.”

Azula shrugged.

Whether she realized it or not, wide-eyed and happy-go-lucky might be two such traits.

Island sunsets were infinitely better than any other, Azula decided to herself as she sat cross-legged on the bungalow deck. TyLee was undoing her braid and squeezing the water out. In the background shades of pink, orange, and purple were rippling in the water--a liquid mirror of the display in the sky. With chirpy and excited remarks from TyLee, Azula came to spy families of turtles coming and going. “I’d love to be a turtle.” TyLee piped up.

“You would.” Azula replied. She removed her sandals and set them aside before dipping her feet into the water. Every now and then a turtle shell would brush against her toes. Though she had to admit it might be a serene life to just follow the crowd and ride the current.

The sky was displaying shades of navy now, the last figments of daylight were falling away. In the distance Azula could hear the sound of traditional drums and a few cheers and claps. But she had no interest in the more touristy of the attractions. She liked the peaceful quiet. The sound of waves lapping against the posts holding the bungalow up.

A cloud of stingray drifted by, all too quickly, disappearing under the deck. Now there’s a creature she’d like to be, if she had to be any animal anyhow. They were graceful things, fluid, but with a dangerous edge to them. It was almost ethereal to see them pass by under a surface that reflected so many glimmering stars.

Azula yawned, such silent calmness always seemed to lull her into a more sleepy mood.

“Are you already ready for bed?” TyLee asked. “You promised me that we’d be going to one of those candle light dinners.”

She did say as much. It would be a few hours later, but she still fancied sitting under a beach canopy with white curtains and the petals of tropical flora scattered about the sand. “Yes, and we will. Just let me lay down for a few minutes.”

.oOo.

TyLee dropped an armful of seashells onto the deck. Azula couldn’t fathom why the girl needed so many. After a whole day of searching them out, they all started to look the same to her. And TyLee had been picking them up for five or so days. One thing she wouldn’t miss when going home was the unlimited supply of sea shells.

“I’m really happy you decided to come with me this week.” TyLee said as she dangled her legs off of the deck.

Frankly Azula felt like there would have been countless more productive ways to spend an entire week. Even so she found herself nodding and replying, “I am too.” Save for her second mishap with the reefs, the holiday had treated her well. “We never opened that clam.” She noted. Somehow it felt right to be opening it as their last day on the island came to a close. She pushed it towards TyLee.

“You want me to open it?”

Azula rolled her eyes, “it’s a clam, Ty, nothing to special.”

“Sure it is.” TyLee disagreed as she pulled the clam open. Azula didn’t think that the girl could grin any wider. Yet her smile widened as she withdrew the teeniest pearl Azula had ever seen. “I told you there’d be one!”

“I suppose you did.”

“Here.” She set the pearl in Azula’s hand. “You got cut on the coral so I think you earned it.”

If she were being honest, it was that TyLee was the one giving it to her that had more value than the pearl itself. “Thanks, Ty.”

She was supposed to be a summer fling but Azula had a feeling that putting TyLee out of her head wasn’t going to be that easy. In fact, she felt that she was lucky to have found TyLee. As lucky as finding a pearl in a clam.

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