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mysicklove · 5 months
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐃
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DAY 16: PILLOW HUMPING + PHONE SEX
With: Tamaki Amajiki
Word Count: 3.1k
Warnings: Sub! Top! Tamaki, bottom! gn! reader, praise kink, slight breeding kink, reader is a slight tease and tamaki is trying not to pass out from embaressment, fantasies, creampie in fantasy Y/N? does that need a tag?
A/N: another fic i STRUGGLED with. idk whyyyy.
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Tamaki knows he shouldn't be doing this. He knows that if anyone ever saw him, he would be deemed a weirdo, a pervert, really. But it was just so hard. 
It's not fair that you left him alone. Its not fair that you made him miss you until his heart ached. It's not fair that you havent touched him in longer than three weeks. Its not fair that he is here, straddling a pillow, while you probably aren't even thinking of him at all.
The whole thing makes him fume red. Humping a pillow was as desperate as it gets. His hand wasnt doing it for him anymore, he needs to move his hips, pretend he is fucking something. It was bound to give him more satisfaction. Or he hoped it did, but it doesnt change the fact that it was embarrassing.
The pillow was soft, but sturdy, and held a bit of stability. It wouldn't crumble against the sheets with each thrust, nor be too feathery to really feel anything. A good pillow – it will work fine.
He wears one of your shirts. An oversized one, that seems to drown him with the fabric. It smelled like you, and he has to refrain from pressing the collar of it against his nose. It would only turn him on more, and thats not what he needed right now.
Tamaki's hands tremble as he adjusts himself. He flips the hem of your shirt upward to give himself a view of his thin cock. Its red, and pulsing, ready for him to begin moving. He brings his hands up to his face, covering it with the back of his palm. “So embarrassing,” He whines into the empty room, but not moving from his position on top of the pillow.
He stables himself, and then very hesitantly drags his hips forward. The bottom of his dick grazes against the pillow and he takes a deep breath. Its soft, slightly cold from the lack of human contact with it, but he doesnt mind warming it up. He grinds himself forward again, his two hands gripping at the front of the pillow to slightly pull it up, giving him more area to brush himself on.
He whimpers, closing his eyes and falling into a steady pace. It's not as pleasurable as he wanted it to be, and it was driving him insane. But he liked the feeling of riding something, and he pretended the pillow was you. The thought spurs him on, and his pace begins to pick up. The movements of his hips are short, quick, and he slightly bounces on it. Tamakis breath becomes short, and he sighs into the open air, throwing his head back and humping whatever surface of the soft fabric he could. 
A couple minutes go by and he was on the verge of crying from frustration. It barely made him feel any better, and he was going to have to be here for awhile if he wanted to cum. He grabs onto your shirt and brings it up to his nose, inhaling your scent and groaning into the fabric. It made him feel a bit better.
Suddenly, he hears the familiar vibrations from his phone. He was getting a call, and the last thing he wanted to do was talk to someone. But, he wasn't one to ignore something that could be important. So, he leans forward and flips over the phone. When he sees your name with an abundance of heart emojis that you typed in for your own contant info, his eyes light up.
He inches toward the answer button, but pauses for a second, realizing the position he is in. It was definitely not appropriate to talk to you like this, but he wanted desperately to hear your voice. It was gross and pathetic, but didnt you say you like when he acts pathetic? Besides, you could definitely fix his problem. You know exactly what to do to make him feel good.
So he answers the phone, and waits for you to speak. 
“Hey love,” You hum through his phone, and he almost whines out from that alone. He glances back down at his cock, a glob of precum dripping down pathetically onto the pillow. He covers his face in embarrassment.
“Hi Y/N,” He mumbles into the mic, staring at his fingers, and doing anything he can to ignore his cock. He wants to ask you for help, but how? Even after all this time of being together, he has never voiced his sexual wants and needs. It was just too hard to, and besides you always seemed to find out his desires one way or another.
“Whatcha up to?”
Tamaki pauses. Lying was definitely not one of his specialties, and to you? He was a goner for sure. He goes silent for longer than 30 seconds. “Tamaki?”
“Something I shouldn't be doing,” He whispers, falling forward to rest his cheek on the mattress. He still lays straddling the pillow, but now his cock was trapped between his stomach, and the pillow. 
A slight giggle comes from the phone, and he gulps, ignoring the way his dick twitches. “Are you doing something naughty?”
Naughty. Such a childish word, but it was the perfect adjective to describe his situation. It made him feel small, and strangely it brought comfort to him. He nods into the mattress, his hips moving without his permission, and continuing their grinding movements.
“You've gotta speak up for me, love.”
He may be shy, but he would never dare to not listen to a command. “Yes. Sorry.” 
“Yes what?”
He lets out a small whimper, barely audible over the phone. “‘m doing something…naughty.”
The dark haired boy squirms on the bed, listening to the way you inhale sharply. His hands begin to travel downward, but he stops himself before he could start stroking himself off. “What are you doing, love?”
He goes silent for a couple seconds, and he continues to shift around the bed. He gulps and looks down at his leaking cock, and then away. “I’m….I’m humping a…pillow?”
You let out a dramatic, slightly teasing gasp. “So dirty, Tamaki!”
He wants to curl up into a ball and die from embarrassment. He knows you are just poking fun at him, but truly everything about this was so humiliating. “I-I know! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I just miss you so much!” He warbles into the mic, wiping away a stray tear before it could fall.
He was so unbelievably cute, and his plea made your heart throb. “S’alright, relax, love. I miss you so much. So so much,” You reassure, closing your eyes to listen to his breathing. ‘
You hear a sniffle on the other end of the phone. “Why are you crying?”
You expected to hear a response declaring how much he missed seeing you, or having you around. Or maybe how lonely he felt. What you didn't expect was for him to say, “‘m not crying! Im frustrated because I cant cum!”
Tamaki being blunt about his needs was unheard of, and the shock of it made you bark a laugh. He shakes his head into the mattress, but begins his humping again. You already knew at this point what he was doing, and he was already as embarrassed as it gets, so he rather search for more pleasure than wither is his own misery. 
“Well are you doing it right?”
He pauses his movements. Was there a right or wrong way to do it? His horny brain was screaming at him to just get any sort of friction from the white item, but was there a better way to do it? To feel more pleasurable? “I-I dont know…”
“Aren't you pretending that I'm the pillow?” Your words make him yelp, and you hold back a snicker. You were right of course, but the fact that you knew about it made him want to dig himself a hole to hide in.
But nevertheless, his hips havent stopped their movements. Its a slow pace, just enough to make his breaths heavier. “Yeah,” He breathes into the mic, so quite that you almost missed it.
You hum to yourself, hand traveling over your own body to get yourself in the mood. “Then you need a hole to fuck, dont you, pretty boy?”
The statement causes him to lose his breath and he can't think quick enough to find a response. You continue on, “Put two pillows together so that you can get friction on both sides of your pretty little cock. It will feel so much better,” You encourage, and his eyes instantly travel to the extra pillow just inches away from him. He gulps, but grabs onto it, and places it under his lower stomach and on top of his dick.
“N-Now what?”
“It's not rocket science, silly. Fuck it now. But make sure to keep the pillow beneath your stomach, so that the hole is tighter.”
He blushes at his stupid words, but instead focuses on your advice. He pulls out, and then pushes himself back into the two soft cushions. He groans out, and sets the phone on speaker and places it next to his face. This was way better, and he needed to focus.
You hear his breaths get quicker and you smile. “There ya are. Does it feel better, Tamaki?”
He uses his hands to push the pillows together, creating a even smaller hole. But he nods at your words, staring at your profile picture with tears in his eyes. “W-Wish it was you. Not as tight…Warm.”
You hands travel toward your pants at the words. “Yeah? Use your imagination, love. Pretend that's me, what do you want to do with me?”
His whole body caves over on himself, and he bucks his hips frantically. His face is a bright shade of pink, and he wears a wobbly, but content smile. “Wanna—Wanna….You to tell me what to do,” He whines out, fingers dragging along the beds sheets, wishing it was your back.
You snicker at him, not surprised by his words. “You are hopeless, Tamaki. So submissive, its so cute, you know that? You know how cute you are?”
He covers his face with his arm, moaning and whining into the soft skin. “Stop it…” He mumbles half heartedly, loving every drop of praise from your mouth.
“You love it,” You tease, and he secretly nods into the bedsheets, but not daring to tell you. “Alright, let's have you cum, hmm? Can you close your eyes for me?”
His eyes flutter shut before you could even finish your sentence. “‘kay.” 
“Good job,” You murmur, and he gulps, nuzzling his face into the bed, pretending it’s your chest. “Now move your hips for me. In and out, yeah?.”
He doesn’t have to do much, considering that he has been doing this exact same movement for the past couple minutes now. He doesn’t say anything, afraid you may poke fun at him again. “Tamakiiiii,” You purr, “I need to hear a response.”
“Sorry. Yes, yes, I‘m doing it. Promise!” He splutters, trying to maintain a steady pace of breathing. It was feeling so much better with both sides hugging him, but your voice was definitely helping as well.
You let out a breath, and smile. “Good boy. Now, tell me, what are you imagining. Wanna hear the specifics, love.”
He whines at this. He didnt want to expose his thoughts; you would definitely think he was weird. A pervert who cant go a couple weeks without cumming. “Nooooo,” He whimpers, eyes still shut. “So embarrassing.”
Your voice turns commanding in an instant. “Oh? Stop moving then.”
Unwillingly he listens, his body so used to listening to your commands, that he doesn't even process what you said until he stopped his hips. He groans into the sheets, and feels his cock twitch within the pillows. It doesn't want to stop. “Noooo,” He complains once more, hating the way tears begin to build up, and threaten to spill over his closed eyes.
Your heart throbs at the small whimpers he lets out, and your strict tone seems to melt away. “You have to listen if you want to cum, baby. I know its embarrassing, but I want you to feel good. Dont be shy, I won't judge you.”
You hear a sniffle from the other end of the phone. “Okay. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. C-Can I move now? I'll tell you my…my fantasy.” 
You hum encouragingly at him, and he takes it as a yes, slowly beginning to move his hips again. He sighs at the softness, nodding his head to himself. But, he doesn't get too lost in his pleasure, he has to hold up the end of the bargain. “I-Im pretended the pillow is you.”
You roll your eyes slightly, a grin on your face. He was obviously nervous if he was stating the obvious. “Yeah? Are you fucking me nice and hard?”
Your words are so lewd and he fumes red at them. “U-Um…Yeah. Y-You feel so good.” Referring to the makeshift hole as you, makes him feel slightly bad. He knows you are may more than that to him. But it was obvious that you were trying to initiate some sort of phone sex, and he didn't want to ruin the moment.
Your fingers travel down to your pants, and you finally get comfortable. You begin to touch yourself, trying to imagine yourself into his fantasy. “So deep Tamaki,” You purr, sighing into the mic.
His eyes widen for a split second, but he quickly shuts them again. At your words, he finds himself thrusting himself deeper into the hole, mewling out as pre covers the soft fabric. He finds himself imagining you beneath him, grinning up at him with a flushed out, but cocky grin. 
“Fuck,” He whispers gently to the image of you. “I missed you so much. So so much.”
“Missed you too,” You murmur, throwing your head back slightly. “Doing so well for me.”
His hips stutters at the praise, and he gulps. Whenever you praise him, it sends his head spinning, and he loves it more than anything. “F-For you. Only for you!”
The position he was in was so lewd. His mouth slightly gnawing on his hand, his hips thrusting into two pillows, and his body a bright shade of pink. The bed was even creaking from his intense movements, but he didnt seem to care. “P-Praise me…More, please?”
“You're doing so good. Making me feel so good, Tamaki. Are you going to make me cum?”
He nods his head frantically, loving the idea more than anything. To make himself cum was one thing, but making you feel good enough to cum was a whole other thing. It made the service sub in him preen, and his thrusts are more desperate now. He imagines you shivering, and moaning into his neck, maybe even leaving scratch marks down his back. “Yes. Yes, I'll make you cum. I'll make you feel so good, please!”
You smile lazily at the wall. “Such a good boy. I'm so lucky to have such a pretty and obedient boyfriend.”
A wobbly smile is tugging at his face, and he feels like a schoolgirl. Giddy, and nervous around you and your voice. He swears the fantasy becomes more surreal. The pillow seems to be hugging him just how you would, and in the back of his mind he can hear the slapping of skin upon skin. “I love you. I love you so much, you feel so good. I can't hold it much longer!”
“Aw are you going to cum already?” You tease, feeling your own high approaching rapidly.
At the words he lets out a dramatic whine, feeling guilty. “I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Y-You just…oh god. Feel so good!” He warbles, shaking hands gripping onto the phone. He spreads his legs out wider, finding a new position to thrust his hips. His hair begins to stick to his head, and with every breath, a moan slips past his lips.
You are on the same page, hands moving quicker to hopefully match his high. “Its alright. Im going to cum to. Are you going to cum inside me? Wanna fill me up?”
He heaves at your words, hearts in his eyes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. He did desperately. It was way better than pulling out, or cumming into the condom. “Please! Please!”
His moans are high in pitch now, and his pace is sporatic. They are frantic though, and the entire bed shakes with his fierce movements. 
“Good boy. Cum inside me then,” You purr directly into the mic, and his eyes fly open when he cums. He lets out a high pitched scream, and bites his hand to try and stay quite. The boys hips ram into the pillow, and his thoughts are cloudy, thinking about how deep he must be cumming in you. His whole body is shivering in pleasure, and he wears a small smile.
You cum a moment later, shaking and sighing, but not making as much noise as your beloved. You didnt mind, his high pitched moans and screams were cute, you just wished he got over that stupid need to bite his hand whenever he cums. It muffles them way too much for your liking.
Post nut clarity hits Tamaki like a truck and his face turns a bright shade of red. Asking you to praise him, and even begging to cum “inside” you? Humiliating.
“I know what you are thinking, love. Dont be embarrassed. It was fun. Good. What lovers do,” You reassure, knowing his anxiety gets the better of him. 
He takes comfort in your words immediately, slightly nodding to himself and trying to think of something else to hopefully die down the embaressment. He feels exhausted, and instead focuses on that. He pulls out of the pillows with a sigh and brings the phone to his face to begin wishing you goodnight.
His eyes widen when he realizes something, and he lets out a dramatic gasp.
The sound makes you perk up, and you are on immediate alert. “Whats wrong?”
“Oh no. This is bad. What do I do now?” He begins to mumble, eyes scanning across the bed.
“What? What happened?” You question more frantically now, pulling the phone closer to your ear.
It goes silent on the other end for about thirty seconds. He pulls away the two pillows and gulps as his stares at his own product. This was bad. Truly a problem.
“What am I supposed to sleep on tonight?”
It takes everything in you to not hang up on him.
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moumouton4 · 7 months
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Hard And Fast || Tamaki Amajiki x fem!reader
A/n : Prompt 9 of the Smutember 2023
The list of promps is HERE
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Warnings : oral fem!receiver, rutting, rough sex, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it
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Word count : 761
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You always wonder how you even managed to go from him not being able to look at you in the eyes to him being buried deep inside you as he spills his warm seed as he reaches his climax. He had a stressful nature that kept him from enjoying life most of the time. That's probably why one day he threw it all away, resulting in your first time together - and for him, probably the first first time ever.
You soon discovered that your sessions were a cathartic moment for him after a long, stressful day. But this wasn't always the case. One round wasn't enough when his days were particularly trying, and often the sessions extended to 2 or 3 rounds. Indeed, he had a lot more stamina than anyone would have thought.
That's what prompted you to ask him one day
"I was wondering" you began his gaze settled on you for a moment before flickering back to the walls of your dorm "instead of doing several rounds at a slow pace" he was already choking at your words "why not do just one but hard and fast ?" your idea came from the fact that sometimes you didn't necessarily have the time or the energy to last several rounds.
Your question came at just the right time indeed, after the exam day you'd had, it seemed the perfect moment to initiate some lovemaking.
Nothing changed in your foreplay. He licked your pussy shyly but with still some experience as he gently rutted his hardness against the bed. He wasn't really the type to talk during sex, but today as he was nestled inside your warm cunt, he couldn't help but think again about what you'd said a moment before. He wanted to make sure he had your green light, because the idea - apart from making him redder than ever - had piqued his interest.
"Y-Y/n... d-do you erm r-really meant what y-you said e-earlier ?" his voice was husky as it rarely was, it felt that the idea had excited him.
"If you want and it helps, yes. Besides, it would introduce us to a new pace" you said, winking in his direction, he averted his gaze almost instantly. But your words had reassured him. You could feel it in the way he clung to you, forcefully, out of stress, and not because of you, but above all because he knew he was about to throw himself into the unknown "A-alright"
Softly you felt him drag his cock out slowly, his grip on your hips tightened as he braced himself up to- "Ooh T-Tamaki" you moaned surprised at the force with which he sank into you, clearly bottoming out. His high-pitched squeal sounded like the pleas of someone who was overstimulated.
After a moment's pause, he began again, slowly dragging his cock out and slamming in back inside you, where it belonged. Little by little, he increased the pace until he was at the point of fucking you hard and fast. Your legs wrapped around his hips as he continued to pound you relentlessly. His balls slapped against your ass as the room filled with lewd noises that usually would have knocked him out on the spot.
With each thrust he let out little noises, from light grunts to whimpering. He tried to nestle his face in your neck but couldn't find enough air, so he pressed his forehead against yours. As your noses grazed you puckered your lips to give him soft kisses. Surprisingly enough, your affection and the face you were doing gave him confidence in the moment. He knew you were feeling good. That he was making you feel good.
Your nails dug into his back, leaving long red lines. And as if overwhelmed by all that was happening, he finally reached his long awaited climax. He almost screamed, as his cock pumped you full of cum. His breathing was panting and wheezing, as he had just experienced the most intense orgasm of his life. His body rested on yours as if he no longer had the strength to lift a single limb.
“Y-you okay Tamaki ?” you asked, waiting to ensure his comfort. He nuzzles his face against you “I-I’m tired” he whispered against your cheek. He was currently feeling particularly cuddly. But this proved to you that you were right, with him, several rounds at slow speed were equivalent to a single round at full speed. Though there was a little problem on the menu this is going to get you both addicted.
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starstruckgrrl · 5 months
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♡﹒"make me behave like an animal !! " ~ tamaki amajiki
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┆︎ ☆ synopsis: tamaki was never really known for confidence, so his love life was barren compared to all the other big shot heroes. so when you come along, he's addicted. ₊˚๑ warnings: virgin fetish, smut, sub!tamaki, overstimulation, dacryphilia, loss of virginity, dom!reader, afab reader, reader is wearing a skirt, praise fetish, oral (m receiving), consent is sexy. cum swallowing, a whole lot basically a/n: pls request sum stuff!! i looveee to write for y'all >;3
tamaki is dressed up in a suit that is tailored perfectly to him, showing off the toned body he's spent years creating. he doesn't feel good though, as he just left the bi-annual ranking ceremony of the top heroes. those things always make him anxious. reporters sticking microphones in his face, expectations placed upon him... even thinking back to what he said makes him want to curl up into a ball. now, he's sitting in a little ... coffee shop? bar? he doesn't know what it actually is, but he's got privacy in his booth and that's all he needs right now. until you walk over to him, outfitted in your waitress uniform your boss required of you to work there. the hem of the dress barely covered the plush of your thighs, and tamaki caught himself gawking for a moment before he turned away, flushed. you stop in front of his table and flash him a smile, setting his green tea down. he nervously smiles back and thanks you, and you straighten up and saunter away, almost teasingly.
it takes him a moment to recover as drinks his tea and takes deep breaths to calm down from that, and the anxiety-inducing day he's had in general. he can’t focus on anything that happened earlier in his day though, still thinking about the pretty smile you gave him and the way your legs moved as you walked away from him. a whole lot of murmuring to himself and semi-perverted thoughts later, he’s ready to pay and head home to rest.
it’s just you and one other co-worker on the job tonight, so you’re working the register as he pays. you hand him his cash back, along with a napkin with some writing on it.
“thank you !” he stammers out
you smirk at him and reply, “you’re welcome, suneater.”
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a few days later, the hero is nervously fidgeting with the napkin that had your number and name written on it back at his pent house.
he had called you the day after you had given him your number, and you had been texting each other since then. you boldly initiated most, if not all, conversations between the two of you. it’s not that tamaki was dry, he was just so nervous.
yesterday, you asked him if you could come over and check out his beautiful house his hero money could afford him. he, of course, said yes excitably.
he thinks you’re perfect. you’re confident, intelligent, and hardworking. even if you aren’t working a high-end job, you still put in effort to make the best out of it. even through texts, your personality shines and your ambitions are clear. how could he possibly say no to you?
tamaki starts to get ready, putting on a button up shirt and pants that seem a little too formal for just a friend coming over to hang out, but he wants to make a good impression. he’s excited to see you.
after he’s finished tidying up his living room, his doorbell rings. he opens his door to find you, standing there in a skirt even shorter than the one that was apart of your uniform and a cute tank top that accentuates your tits.
he noticeably gapes for a moment before welcoming you inside, blushing intensely. you giggle a little at his cute mannerisms and he offers you some tea and a little tour, which you accept.
he shows you around the house, telling you the stories of all the little heirlooms he has around, and the two of you end up bonding over similar interests. you notice the way he looks away nervously when your eyes meet, and you can’t help but think he is adorable.
tamaki is just too sweet to resist.
one minute, he’s sitting you down in his living room, on the couch, offering to watch a movie or a tv show, the next, your face is a few inches from his.
“you’re really too cute, suneater.” you tell him, looking up at him with wide eyes.
“th.. thank you, i think you’re cute too, not in like a weird way but like…” he mutters out, shocked by your sudden closeness.
you cut off his stammering and embarrassment by kissing him softly, only for a few moments. you pull back from him, and even after one kiss he's left breathless. "do you want to go further?" you ask him before you try anything else. he quickly nods, and you know you've got him in the palm of your hand. you kiss him again, but deeper and slowly. tamaki starts to breathe heavily through his nose, leaning into the kiss intensely. he's sloppy and uncoordinated, practically screaming "virgin", so you had to ask. "are you a virgin, tamaki?" his face heated up, and even though you probably knew the answer by the look on his face, he still nodded. "aww, sweet boy," you cooed, "don't be embarrassed, i can lead you through it." you pushed him to lay on his back on the leather of the couch and he looked up at you with nervous doe eyes. he watched you closely as you pulled your shirt up and over your head, his adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed. you sat on his lap and slowly rode him, your clothed cunt becoming wet with slick that was seeping onto his pants. you gave tamaki a show as your ground on him and unhooked your bra, tossing it to the side. you were left in just your skirt and underwear, and not even that for long. tamaki's heart was pounding through his chest when you put your hand on his shoulder to encourage to sit up and put his face into your tits. "they're for you, baby" you reassured him. experimentally, he put his mouth around one of your nipples and put his hand on your free breast, toying with it. he moaned softly when you put your hand in his hair. you let him have his fun for a few moments before pulling back and assisting him with removing his shirt. he already looked flushed out. "too much?" you asked, patting him softly. "n-no, i'm okay." "okay, pretty boy." you continued and helped him remove his pants. hooking a finger in the waistband of his boxers and pulling, his cock sprung out, leaking with pre. "you have such a cute cock, tama." you preened he smiled softly and thanked you. tamaki was sitting up, while you were in between his legs as you began to give little kisses to the tip of his dick. he made small whimpering noises. you licked a long stripe from the base all the way up to the head, and he gasped. you started to play with his balls softly in one hand while jerking him off with the other hand. your hand paid attention to the base as you used your mouth to suck on the tip. "ha, hah~" he moaned out. taking his moans of satisfaction as motivation, you began to pick up the pace. he started to get louder and louder and you knew he was going to cum soon. he called out your name and said, "i-i'm gonna-" "cum for me baby, c'mon, don't be shy" with a throaty moan, he came, and you stuck out your tongue to catch every drop and swallowed it, looking into his eyes to tease him further. he shyly covered his face with his hand in attempt to avert his eyes, but you stopped him and put his arm back by his thigh. "don't hide sweetheart~" you cooed "y-you look so pretty, i can't handle it." "you can do it for me, cutie pie." you took off your remaining clothes and climbed onto his lap, your pussy sitting atop his cock. "are you ready, baby?" you asked "yes, i-i am." you sat up on your knees, slowly pushing yourself down on his cock as it pushed you open. tamaki was whimpering slightly, feeling overstimulated already.
you moaned in comfort once he was fully in, and he smiled knowing he made you feel good. you began to slowly bounce up and down, and tamaki had no problems with the pace, as it felt more sensual to him and better for his first time. "you're doing so good" you told him as you brushed back some of his hair. the two of you were chest to chest, and he nuzzled into your neck to stifle whimpers. you sped up your pace, and he was quickly becoming unable to handle the way your pussy clenched at him and hugged his cock.
tamaki groaned out, and suddenly you felt his warm cum being pushed into your cervix. his eyes got heavy and his breathing was slowing.
“you did such a good job cumming for me, sweet boy,” you praised, “but i haven’t finished yet. be a good boy and help me feel good, okay?”
his eyes were brimming with tears from the overstimulation, as you hadn’t stopped riding him. he nodded and said, “i’ll be g-good for you!”
you smiled at him, slowly getting off him. you turned around and bent yourself over and arched your back, presenting your wet pussy to him.
for a few moments, he was mesmerized. he sat up and took his finger to your slit, playing with it and massaging your clit. you praised him with your moans and “good boy, tamaki”s.
he lined up with your cunt and pushed in, relishing in the way you squeezed him. he started out very slow.
“c’mon baby, harder for me.” you asked
tamaki whispered out, “i-i don’t know if i can take it…”
“i know you can, for me.”
he sped up his pace, quickly moving to please you. his normally quiet apartment was filled with the noise of his skin colliding with yours. tamaki whined, his recently virgin cock overstimulated by the pure feeling of the way your pussy clenched on him and pulled him in. you heard sniffles behind you and craned your head around to see tamaki pouring silent tears. noticing your concern, he managed out, "feels s' good!" you smiled wide at him, "you're so pretty when you cry, tama." the sight of tamaki sent you over the edge, and you climaxed on his dick and moaned out. he fucked you through the aftershocks of your orgasm, and then pulled out slowly and gently. you turned around and nearly collapsed on him, pushing him to lay back down on his couch, arm hooked around you. you both laid there, breathing deep, for a moment. "how was your first time?" you asked, placing your hand on his chest and gliding your fingers on his skin. "it was amazing, and i had it with the perfect person." ~
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villain-hotline · 1 month
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pretty when you cry [mdni]
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tw: dacryphilia, noncon, yandere, manipulation, choking, toxic relationship, baby trapping, breeding.
a/n: ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP
your boyfriend is a handsome man. even more handsome when he has tears brimming on his waterline. you looked down at the tall, handsome man who was now kneeling at your feet.
"stop y/n!" he almost screamed. his voice echoing in his home. "please y/n, stay with me," he begged.
he grabbed your leg holding you from walking away. you shook your leg, attempting to pull away from him. you just needed some space that is all. you wanted a little break to just collect your thoughts and focus on your job/school. yet, he saw this as a break up. his pretty hair pushed back as he gazed up at you, tears rolling down his face. you bit you lip. it would be a lie to say you weren't heavily attracted to the way he looked right now. part of you wanted to hold his face in your hands, wipe his tears away and kiss him until the pain was gone. while the other part... oh the other part of you wanted to cum all over that sad face of his. the same sadness that was mixed with desperation as he pleaded with you to stay.
stay.
stay.
"i'll wait for you babe." he cried. "just don't leave me."
"you're so pathetic." the words rolled out without you realising it and oh fuck you wished you had not said that to him. he sniffed, letting go of your leg. you wasted no time in turning around to run- only to feel him grab your arm. he held you in his grip, forcing you to turn to face him.
"pathetic?" he asked, his eyes burning with a sick mix of emotions. your heart skipped a beat as he towered over you, his aura menacing. "you can't leave me." his words changed, "you will not leave me." he pulled you towards him, kissing your face, like a puppy.
you squirmed in his grip. he pushed you down on the floor. you ass hitting the hard ground. now there was a shift in control. he began to undo his belt as he stalked towards you, tears still staining his pretty face.
"i'm your true love y/n, you were made for me," he cried as he dropped to his knees between your legs. with one swift movement, he wrapped the belt around your neck and tightened it. you fought back, kicking, pushing but nothing worked. he tightened the belt and suddenly it felt difficult to breathe. you choked out a cough. mouth falling open to gasp for breath.
what happened to your sweetheart boyfriend? the darling who was just crying on his knees for you? he placed both arms on either side of you, trapping you under him.
"look i was just joking." the words coming out as a mumble. your boyfriend nodded, faking empathy as he leaned to the side and wrapped the other end of the belt around the leg of the dinning table. was he really tying you up like some dog?
"you sick fuck, let me go." you shouted while tugging at the knot. but he did not care.
"oh, you haven't seen sick fuck yet." and it was true, because the only thing on his mind was keeping you from leaving. regardless of how fucked up it might be. that's when he had a brilliant idea. no for real- this was a one of a kind idea that would lock you to him forever.
"baby." he reached for your pants, tugging it down with strength you did not even know he had. "i'll fuck a baby into you and then you won't be able to leave me."
your eyes widened at his words. you... you weren't ready for a baby. you kicked at him, but he easily grabbed your ankles, moving his larger hand down to behind you knees. he pushed your legs at an angle, and folded you in half. without warning he pushed into you. a scream ripped from your throat as you cried. oh how the tables have turned. now you're the one begging him to stop. you felt him breaking through your gummy rings of flesh. bullying his cock into you in the worst way. he leaned over you, pressing his body weight on you. his pretty, tear stained face inches from yours as he slowed his pace.
"you're so pretty when you cry. you make me wanna cum all over your face."
oh the irony.
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boyfriend: REO FUCKING MIKAGE, isagi yoichi, kuon wataru, tamaki amajiki, oikawa toru, yves kloss, rio ortiz, clavis lelouche, leviathan, chifuyu matsuno, MAHITO, yuuta, choso.
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crushmeeren · 3 months
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Everyone in this NSFW One Shot is aged up/18+, if you have any issues with that—remember this is a work of FICTION!! so just block me & move on lmao
Warnings; cursing, teasing, dirty talk, praising, soft! dom Tamaki, breeding kink, mentions of pregnancy sex, pussy eating, fingering, vaginal sex
Note; for the lovely anon requester, I super loved writing this, I love Tamaki—the soft dom version of him hits the spot 💕🤤 also I tried really hard to make this a good soft dom, I hope I did it justice.
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Tamaki is, more often than not, tightly wound into a ball of nerves. Not to say he hasn’t gotten any better at being able to handle the reigns of his anxiety, because he certainly has.
It’s just, there’s always a small undercurrent of unease lingering in his belly. Skyrocketing his heart rate, making his fingers shake with adrenaline each time he gets interviewed after a villain beat down.
He’s ashamed to admit that even when he’s with friends the unsettling feeling remains, albeit only in a small amount. It lurks in the back of his mind—never truly gone completely.
That is, unless he’s with you, and now, with your baby girl too. Funnily enough, his hands were as steady as they’d ever been when he first held his sweet baby.
His heart didn’t race, he wasn’t choking to death on butterflies—okay well, those things actually were happening, but not in an oh my god the sky is falling type of way. It was in an oh my god I love my family so much I’m gonna throw up kind of way. Tamaki was drowning in his feelings for the two of you. So much so that he thought he may burst into tears (he did).
Tamaki’s sweet little Chiyoko is only two years old now, but fucking hell—he’s started to want to have another baby so goddamn badly. It clouds his mind constantly, marring his thoughts.
He wants another little one to raise, to teach them how to be better than he ever has been. Another person he can completely be himself with, who he’ll love unconditionally. Always striving to give his kids a better world than the one he grew up in.
Although, what really snapped the pathetically thin thread that was left of his patience was when he came across what must’ve been the 10th pregnant woman while out on patrol today.
All Tamaki could keep picturing was you. With your belly so cute, so swollen & round. An image pops up behind his eyelids. Your lovely face, your lower lip pushed out so sweetly in a pout, tits spilling over the top of your bra. Tamaki swallows, throat dry as cotton as he works to keep a steady pace while he walks the streets.
He knows his cheeks are burning bright red, he can feel the heated flush crawling up the back of his neck—up to his ears. Tamaki pulls his hood further over his face as his mind sharply turns down a much filthier path. Vividly picturing you riding his cock while you’re 6 months pregnant. How unbelievably tight your pussy always is, how he’s able to place his hands possessively on your belly as he lets you fuck yourself on his cock. Watching your tits bounce beautifully.
Oh god, oh shit—he craves the satisfaction of fucking another baby into you so much his balls ache. His heart stops momentarily as he feels his cock rapidly thicken against his thigh, hot & heavy. Tamaki is urgently speed walking back to his hero agency because he’s pretty sure the stretchy spandex of his hero outfit is not going to hide his humiliating boner.
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Later on that evening, after your daughter has fallen asleep, you find yourself with your hands bound to the metal slats of your headboard. Soft, smooth silk caressing your skin. Binding your wrists together above your head with just the right amount of pressure to keep you from breaking free.
Your skin is starting to feel stretched too tightly over your bones, entire body flushing hotly as Tamaki traces the pads of fingers feather light over your bare breasts. Both of you are naked & he’s been playing with you for what feels like a lifetime. He teases you relentlessly as his thumbs lightly circle your nipples until they pebble up. You can feel your pussy throb.
“Tama,” you whine his nickname lowly, arching your spine as he grips your left tit playfully—desperately pushing further into his touch, you’re craving so much more from your husband. His other hand trails your lower belly idly.
“Hm? What is it my goddess? This not enough for you?” Tamaki teases you with a soft voice, punctuating his words with a rough squeeze. Making sure to pinch your nipple in between his fingers. Your feet are planted on the mattress, thighs spreading even further to fit his lithe frame as you cry out.
“Hah! Oh fuck—no, not enough Tamaki,” you complain with a breathy moan, straining against the silk that ties you down. Goosebumps litter your arms as he rests his warm palms over the bumps of your ribs, fingers splaying out under the swell of your tits.
“No? My, that’s a bit bratty of you,” He murmurs playfully, warm breath tickling over your skin as he presses a kiss to your sternum.
“Baby,” you choke out, tilting your head down to stare at him, eyes pleading. “Please I want your mouth so bad.” Fingers dig into your ribs, forcing a squeaking noise out of you. Tamaki only hums in response as he presses a line of kisses down your soft belly, lowering himself onto his own as he makes his way to your pussy.
“Here?” Tamaki asks innocently before he bites a kiss into the sensitive skin of your hip bone. Your hips twitch, trying to get his over head to your pussy—which is starting to ache, no doubt puffy and slick from being so turned on.
“No,” you whimper, fingers curling into fists, nails digging into the flesh of your palms where you’re bound. Tamaki places his palms on the underside of your thighs, easily pushing them open further for him.
“Oh, so you must mean here hm?” He snickers, dipping his head to kiss the inner part of your thigh, close to the crease, near where you want him the most. He nips at the skin there sharply, making you gasp.
“You know that’s not it Tamaki,” you huff, wiggling in place, frustratedly tugging at the silk yet again. Your shoulders ache a little bit and you have the insanely strong urge to tangle your fingers in his soft, purple hair.
Taking action, you maneuver your legs until you can rest your thighs over his shoulders, heels ready to dig into his upper back. He instinctively wraps an arm around your thigh. The other hand snaking up to brush his fingers through the small patch of curly hair you left above your clit. It makes his cock twitch because it’s like a neon sign pointing him straight to your pretty pussy.
“I’m not quite sure what you want then my goddess,” Tamaki sighs, pretending to be disappointed. “Ya know, only good girls get what they ask for, you should use your words better lovely,” He remarks thoughtfully, pinching your clit between his thumb and fore finger, trying to bite back his smile. One of his canines pokes out over his bottom lip.
“Tama!” You suck air in through clenched teeth, pressing your pussy towards his mouth—but the arm around your thigh is like steel. It makes your pussy drool. “Fucking—Tamaki, please baby, I want you to eat my pussy,” you bite, teeth grinding together in frustration.
“Oh! I see, why didn’t you just ask me in the first place? Such a good girl though, using your words,” Tamaki teases. His warm lips brush over your clit when he speaks & you could strangle the man right there.
You whimper, his praise forcing a thick warmth to your lower belly. It swirls around intoxicatingly, dripping down into your pussy. His wet tongue is so close to your clit you want to rip apart the silk tie. Tamaki takes his chance to wrap both arms around your thighs.
“Tamaki if you don’t—fuck!” Your complaint is cut short. Jaw falling open, fists clenching, when your husband’s warm tongue parts your slick pussy. Moving up to swirl around your clit slowly. Warm shivers race up your spine as he kitten licks over your sensitive flesh.
“Holy shit Tamaki,” you keen, voice watery & thick with pleasure. “Please don’t stop,” you beg, thighs threatening to suffocate him as you cross your ankles over his back. He rewards you with soft lips wrapping around your clit, sucking happily & flicking his tongue at the same time. He teased you so much before that you’re already starting to feel an ominous knot tighten up behind your navel.
“Tama I wanna, oh god—nngh! Fingers, want your fingers in my pussy, please!” You plead, silk cutting into your wrists as you pull painfully. You vaguely remembered to use your words & it pays off. He hums approvingly, making your eyes squeeze shut from the ticklish vibration. Tamaki smoothly lets go of one of your thighs.
With no resistance, he slips his two middle fingers into your overly slick pussy. Stretching you just enough to help you get closer to bliss. He thrusts them at a steady pace—never letting up the suction on your clit. Tongue teasing under the hood in the way he knows you love.
“Fuck! Just like that, Tama please, m’gonna cum,” you whine, tilting your head to look at him again, meeting his gaze. His eyes are half lidded, pale cheeks colored in pink. He’s so pretty it hurts. Your hands start to throb from tensing so hard—circulation cutting off.
The knot of your orgasm tightens frighteningly fast. Tamaki pumps his fingers three more times and just the sight of him is too overwhelming. The base of your skull digs into your pillow as the water balloon pops. Pleasure gushing through your limbs like warm waves.
Your mouth opens in a silent O shape as your entire body goes taught. Your back arches off the bed, stomach muscles clenching. Your pussy acting as a vice while you cum around Tamaki’s fingers. He moves fluidly with your hips as you roll them into his mouth.
Your husband pulls his mouth off your overly sensitive clit with a pop. Fingers still fucking the life out of you.
“Look at you, such a good girl, cumming on my fingers so sweetly,” Tamaki coos. His pink tongue pokes out to lick the slick off his shiny lips. He moans at the taste. The sight pushes a whimper out of your throat.
After a few seconds, your body begins to melt back into into the mattress below. Thighs releasing their death grip on his head. You breathe heavily, watching Tamaki push himself up with one hand, sitting on his haunches. His fingers are still in your pussy & you swallow thickly at the realization.
“You’re too good at that,” you breathe, chancing a peak at your husband’s full, hard cock. It’s a pretty dick. Thick & pale, sticking straight out, pink at the tip. It twitches a few times at your praise. His precum making the tip shiny & saliva gathers in your mouth. You want to lick him clean & swallow him whole. Instead you snap your gaze to his face.
Tamaki is already smiling down at you like he’s read your mind. He takes his fingers from your pussy slowly. Thumb rolling over your clit, making you wince.
“I know you wanna suck my cock but m’gonna knock you now, okay sweet girl? Want me to untie your hands?” He whispers sweetly, running the knuckles of his clean hand over your cheek. You nod, humming softly—only slightly embarrassed by his nasty words.
“Please,” you laugh, tugging on the silk for emphasis. He chuckles gently in return, leaning over to untie your wrists. As he does, the warm, spongy tip of his cock accidentally glides through the mess he made of your pussy. Massaging your puffy clit, making you both moan simultaneously. The weight of his cock making you burn like you have a fever.
Tamaki’s eyes are intense as they stare into yours. He lets you free, hands hovering nearing your face. You pause, flexing your fingers, blood flowing through your veins. You can feel the tension smoldering deliciously between you both, close to blazing.
Hands plant themselves on either side of your head. Tamaki’s warm lips are suddenly smashing against yours desperately. He tilts his head to the side as his lips meet yours over & over. Your fingers finally tangle through his soft hair, tugging on it roughly. He lets his sharp canines catch on your bottom lip in return. Hungrily swallowing the moans he’s pulling from you. A wet tongue only plays with yours briefly.
Tamaki breaks the kiss, sitting back on his heels. Your hands fall limply to your sides when he moves away. He places his palms on your inner thighs, pushing them wide open. You let out a sound of protest, lower lip jutting out. He bites the tip of his tongue, looking amused. The man loves to see you pout.
“Don’t pout my queen, I know what your pretty cunt really wants,” he teases, lightly slapping your clit. You jolt in surprise, fingers fisting the soft material of the sheets.
“Yeah—okay, please fuck me,” you agree, noticing sweat beading in the hollow of your throat.
“I’m gonna stuff you full princess,” Tamaki says, voice airy & light. One hand keeping you spread, the other gripping the base of his shaft & he pushes his slick cock head inside. His jaw clenches at the tight warmth of your pussy.
“I know Tama, c’mon, wanna make you a daddy again,” you tease, wolfish grin pulling at your lips. Tamaki pauses, blinking at you in surprise—cheeks a soft pink. He looks too cute. Said man raises an eyebrow, slipping the rest of his cock in without any warning. Punching a strangled sound from your lungs as you grip your pillow for leverage.
“My queen’s got a filthy mouth,” Tamaki croons, hooking your knees over his elbows—effectively folding you like a pretzel as leans forward. Hands braced by your shoulders this time. “It’s hot,” he giggles. The glare you level him with holds no heat behind it.
He wiggles his eyebrows playfully and pulls his hips backwards teasingly. He only pulls out halfway before thrusting forward smoothly. You grip his shoulders, head falling backwards into the mattress. His cock is so so good.
“Fuck—Tamaki, f-feels amazing,” you moan throatily. The glide of his cock along the inside of your walls is heavenly. Splitting you open just the way you love. He lets the way your body writhes underneath him guide his pace. Wanting to make you howl. You desperately move your hips the best you can to keep up with him.
“Yeah? Your pussy fits me like a glove princess, makes me feel so good.” Tamaki pants slightly, warm breath ghosting over your face. He’s drinking in your breathy moans like a parched man.
“Mmhmm,” you whimper, hanging onto his muscled forearms now. “Harder, please Tama,” you beg, feeling breathless. Your face scrunches up in pleasure as your eyes flutter shut. All you can focus on is the slick feeling of his cock gliding in & out of you, carving out a space.
“That’s such a good girl, asking for what she wants—just like I told her,” Tamaki praises, voice low & sweet like honey. He gives you what you want, making it his goal to curve hips slightly so he can hit your sweet spot dead on.
Your nails dig into his flesh & your back raises off the bed the best it can in this folded position. Your veins are buzzing with pleasure as he fucks you. Eyes rolling so hard back into your skull you’re afraid they’ll get stuck.
“Tamaki!” You almost sob. “I can—ah, oh my god, fucking feels like you’re hitting my cervix.” Your legs flex over his elbows, his strength keeping you pinned however he chooses.
“It’s called a mating press for a reason baby,” Tamaki huffs a laugh, his eyebrows pinching in pleasure as the sound of his pelvis smacking your ass pushes him closer to the edge.
This continues for a while. You’re unsure how long. Tamaki keeps making you cum so intensely you see stars. Hearing going fuzzy. Your hips are starting to ache & then you’re begging him to cum inside you—making his already stiff cock twitch repeatedly. He wants to fill you up so so badly, he just also loves making you cum.
“You’re so sweet when you cum on my cock like that princess,” he whispers. The pretty moans leaving his mouth are music to your ears.
Tamaki knows he’s toed the edge as much as he can & now he’s about to explode. Your pussy squeezes rhythmically around him from your latest orgasm & it’s not helping. His groin aches.
“Tamaki, cum inside me baby,” you murmur, hands reaching up to frame his face. Unable to help the little ah sounds spilling out of you.
“I can’t wait to see your belly stretched with my baby again, such a good mama,” he coos softly, tone brimming with love. Sweat has started to drip from his chin onto your neck & you’re just as sweaty as he is. “Fuck, m’gonna cum, you’re made to take my cock, made to give me babies, my goddess,” Tamaki whines, thrusting shallow & desperate.
You can’t deny the way it makes your pussy flutter around him with the way filth leaves his mouth so easily. Those tiny squeezes must be enough to push him over the edge because he shoves his cock inside you completely. Curly, coarse hair at the base of his cock teasing your clit. Tamaki fills you to the brim, choking on the moans in his throat. Stuffs you with small thrusts, sucking in air through his teeth when he starts to get over sensitive.
You feel so full, wanting so badly for him to get you pregnant. You wrap your arms around his shoulders, hugging him to your chest as Tamaki drops your legs. You let out a groan of relief, feet tingling as you crack your toes. The two of you catch your breath for a moment, hearts thundering.
Eventually, your husband rises, sitting back on his calves. Forcing you to drop your hands to the bed once again. He runs his tongue over his bottom lip as he pulls out of you slowly, admiring the sticky, white cum coating his cock. He groans as he tracks the way his cum trails out of you. Before he can think better of it he drags a thumb over your pussy. Gathering a bit of his cum & wrapping his lips around his thumb to suck it off.
“Tamaki!” You gasp, cheeks burning from the nasty sight. You’re ashamed to admit that it makes your pussy throb.
“I wanted a taste,” he teases, pulling his thumb from his mouth with a wet pop. A surprised laugh tears out of you & then suddenly Tamaki is laughing too. You both giggle as he lies down on his side, facing you. Placing a palm over your lower belly. You slowly intertwine your fingers with his, resting your hands back on your stomach.
“You’re lucky we didn’t wake up Chiyoko,” you mumble, halfhearted in your attempt to scold him. He just laughs.
“I would’ve put her back to bed my queen,” Tamaki teases. You hum, content with his answer, body floating.
“I can’t wait to be pregnant again,” you say in a hushed voice, eyes drifting shut as you relax.
“You’ll be just as beautiful as you always are,” Tamaki whispers in a voice so sweet it’s tooth rotting. The two of you both enjoy the post orgasm haze for a little bit longer before you do anything else.
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getouslvtt · 9 months
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ִ ࣪𖤐 reader has female anatomy, fingering
here’s your dessert 🍨 @shuckinbeanz
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TAMAKI COULDN’T KEEP HIS HANDS TO HIMSELF. I mean he had the prettiest girl in the world on his arm and he wanted you and everyone else to know it. In more ways than one actually. You two are both at your favorite restaurant for date night and Tamaki is really hot and bothered by the skin tight dress you decided to wear, showing all your lovely curves.
As you two are eating, you feel his hand squeeze your thigh, you look over and smile at him and continue eating, you can sense there is something he wants to say or do , but you don’t say anything. That’s when you notice that the fingers that caressed your thighs are now lengthy tentacles, climbing up your dress., pushing your underwear to the side.
“Baby, we’re in public”, “So, i want you right now”. One of the tentacles tease at your entrance, you try not to draw to much attention to yourself but you can’t help but melt under his touch. “what? does that feel good?” You shoot him a look , tamaki knows how he can make you f eel and he knows it hard for you to actually hold back. The tentacle pushes inside of you, hitting your sensitive spot over and over, he uses the other tentacles hold open your thighs and steady you.
Your breathing becomes shallow, your body becomes numb as you feel the knot in the pit of your stomach continuing to grow, “t-tama, I’m gonna cum”, “do it baby, cum for me” The tentacles continues to rub circles on your clit while the other thrusts into you faster, “tama - m’ gonna squirt!” Tama feels your body go slighty limp as you squirt around his tentacle, a puddle forming on the floor below you. Coming down from your high, you look over at tamaki, he pulls you into him and kisses you. “i love you so much baby”
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callmecaspurr · 10 months
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A Tamaki Amajiki who can’t seem to look you in the eyes
a Tamaki Amajiki who can only bury his face in your neck as you mercilessly jerk him off at a blurring speed
a Tamaki Amajiki that goes tomato red when you seductively lick his own seed off of your fingers while still straddling him
a Tamaki Amajiki that can’t seem to get over how your thick, muscular thighs hold him down like a cage
a Tamaki Amajiki that can’t do more than moan, whimper and beg while you ride him so fucking well
a Tamaki Amajiki that’s too fucked out to care that he came before you said he could
a Tamaki Amajiki that gets so lost in the pleasure he can only mutter the words “mommy..” and “please…!”
a Tamaki Amajiki that can only look you in the eyes if you grab his jaw and force him to
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bleach-your-panties · 3 months
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OH BET! For the smut prompt game and because of reasons, what about Amajiki and “We’ve been at it like rabbits, how are you still horny?!”
Thank you for this request, anon-chan!
Prompts here and here. 18+ MDNI.
A shiver ran through your overstimulated body at the feeling of Tamaki’s sharp nose poking at your jugular.
His arms held a tight grip around your waist while his canines grazed over your collarbones.
Your sweat-slickened bodies were so close together, warm and sticky from your multiple combined orgasms.
Pussy spasming around his long, slender cock that was still shoved deep inside of you, already hardening again just from tasting your flesh against his hungry tongue.
“T-Tama..babe..” You tried to wedge yourself out of his hold, but Tamaki was having none of that. He only gripped you tighter and began bouncing you along his cock once again.
You threw your head back against his shoulder with a loud moan and fisted a thick clump of his dark blue locks in your hand.
That only made him whimper and moan louder than you had. He loved when you were rough with him.
One muscular arm loosened from your waist only for two slender fingers to slide down your belly towards your pulsating button.
“So wet for me, bunny. You're such a good, slutty girl. Cumming over my cock and fingers so many times, making a mess of our bed.” 
He circled those expert fingers around your clit in a face-paced circle motion while thrusting harder, making your thighs slap against his. It was so loud, hot, and downright erotic.
“Oh, Tamaki, fuck!” 
He angled his dick right against your spot and before you knew it you were gushing over him again, your eyes seeing nothing but a blanket of black as you slumped down against his chest.
His dick slipped out of your hole and plopped against your thigh with a wet squilch. Tamaki had been stuffing you full for the past two hours at the very least. You didn't even know how you were still conscious at this point.
“Tama…we’ve been at it like rabbits! How are you still horny?!” 
The indigo-eyed male’s cheeks flushed crimson along with the rest of his normally pale, milky skin. 
In apology, he began peppering soft, wet pecks across the expanse of your neck and shoulders.
“P-probably because of the rabbit meat s-stew that you made for dinner…” 
Your pupils blew wide at the realization.
“Oh…oh…You're right…”
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kumori-suwan · 5 months
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Kinktober Day 22: Praise Kink with Tamaki Amajiki
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Tamaki was always so shy and anxious, often times people would find the tall elf eared teen hiding behind you, face lost in your hair to hide himself from the world. He couldn’t accept kind words from others but when it came from you it did something to him, you made him believe every word and he wanted to hear more. Even now while he was guts deep in your cute cunt Tamaki begged for you to praise him with your sweet words.
“Tamaki you’re so big. Feeling so good because of you.”, you smile watching Tamaki tremble below you.
Your riding him in amazon position, fucking yourself onto his horny cock while he moans and blubbers below you.
“Fuck so deep. My pretty boy is so deep, love how cute you are. Love how strong you are. Tamaki I love you so much.”, you moan, leaning forward and cupping his cheeks in your hands to make him focus for a kiss.
He moans into your kiss, lost in the pleasure you bring him with your sweet lips and words.
“Such a perfect hero, my Tamaki is just so handsome both in and out of costume. I’m so lucky that this perfect man is all mine.”, you purr sweetly, bouncing your hips on his cock every few words or so.
Tamaki’s drooling with pleasure, his pupils blown with joy as he watches his sweet girlfriend please herself on his cock. His body feels like it’s melting listening to your sweet words, he’s unsure of what to do with this overwhelming feeling but he wants more.
“B-Bunny l-let me do it, please. Oh please, i promise I’ll make you feel good. Wanna make you feel good.”, he begs, rubbing your swollen clit to help entice you.
You tremble above him and smile, with a little nod of your head you started to move. Tamaki whimpered feeling the cool air of the room around his wet cock, as soon as you were on your back he was hovering over you. Pressing a warm trail of kiss along your skin, from your neck, to your breasts, to your stomach, all the way down to your sweet pussy.
“I promise I’ll make you feel good.”, he promises, sealing that promise with a passionate wet kiss to your clit.
“Such a good boy. Love you so much.”
God you’re driving him crazy, he almost misses your cute hole, rubbing his cock against your clit instead but focuses so he can hear more of your sweet words. The tips of his pointed ears are burning red from his intense blush, his indigo eyes watching so intensely as his cock disappears into your velvety gummy walls. Your toes curl with pleasure feeling the swollen mushroom tip rub against your g-spot, “Pretty boy, t-that’s it. Right there, fuck you’re so perfect for my hungry pussy. Such a perfect cock on your handsome body.”
Tamaki’s blood bubbles with excitement, he wants to hear more, his ear twitch wkth each sweet word that spills out of your pretty mouth. He begins moving, plunging his cock deep into your cunt, “Bunny…bunny it feels so good. I can’t stop, I can’t. Need to make sure you feel good.”, he moans.
Soft arms wrap around his neck pulling him closer, he melts in your embrace, making sure to continue his rough thrusts so you feel good. His face is lost in the crook of your neck, the side of his face left to the mercy of your sweet kisses and pecks.
“I love you so much. You make me feel so good Tamaki, you’re the best. My good boy, my handsome elf, my strong hero. I love you so much Tamaki.”, you whisper directly into his ear.
Your seductive voice making his body tremble with pleasure, “Love you (Y/n), love you so much. I’m so happy.”, Tamaki chokes out, his lips find the tender skin of your neck and leave his mark against it.
Small nips, small love bites, kisses and more, all while his hips piston into yours.
“Making me so wet, I’m gonna cum over your cock. Only you can make me feel thisthis good pretty boy.”
That nickname makes him groan, he loves the way those two simple words make him feel and he wants to hear it more. His hands push your thighs flat against your chest, curling your back just right for him to bully your sweet spot. Before you know it he’s slamming into your greedy cunt like a starved man. You squeal in pleasure, toes curling with each knock his cock makes against your spongey spot.
“Fuck! F-fuck pretty boy! Pretty boy! Oh Tamaki right there, right there.”, you beg, shaking under him the harder he goes.
“Love you bunny, love you so much.”, he smiles, leaning forward to kiss your lips.
You can’t help but squirt against him because of it, he chuckles against your cheek feeling you splash against his crotch.
“I made you feel good, like I promised.”, he hums, reaching down to play with your swollen clit.
You spasm under his touch, face flushed and eyes dazed from that perfect orgasm, “Y-Yeah…yeah you did. Such a good boy, the best in the whole world. Good boys deserve a reward right?”, you ask watching his face light up with excitement.
“Y-Yeah, I’m your good boy, I deserve a reward. Please, pretty please Mommy~”, he begs sweetly, thrusting into you with every other word.
You smile and nod at him, “Cum inside me Pretty Boy. I want your warm load inside my pussy. Please do it for me, please Tama.”
That praise is all he needs to hear to drive himself over the edge, Tamaki folds you into a mating press and starts slamming his hips violently into yours, knocking against the entrance of your cervix from how deep he’s going. You pepper his face in kisses, trying to keep yourself grounded as he fucks you like a wild beast.
“Tamaki yes! Yes! Oh my god you’re fucking me so good! I love you, I really love you. My sweet handsome elf, you are so perfect. So sweet. So big! Yes right there!”, you moan, kissing his lips with each sweet word.
He doesn’t say anything, he’s to focused on the tightness in his balls as they slap against your ass.
“I’m so lucky to have you, so lucky you’re mine. Love you so much.”, you admit with a shaky breath, “My pretty boy is the best in the whole universe.”
That does it for him, your sweet words send him over the edge. He buries his cock so deep inside of you that you’re sure he’s shooting his fat load directly into your womb. Tamaki keeps you pinned under his weight, shaking and groaning with each rope of cum that pours into your abused pussy. That’s when you hear it, a sad sniffle buried into the crook of you neck.
“Tamaki? Baby are you okay? To much?”, you ask trying to look him in the eyes.
“D-Did you mean it? Did you mean those words?”, he stutters, red faced with humiliation for crying to your praise.
You can’t help but giggle at him, you cup his cheeks in your hand and turn his face to you, “I meant every word. I don’t say it just so you can fuck me, I say it because I want you to feel just as good when we’re making love to each other.”, that’s enough to make him cry more.
He hiccups soft sobs and nods his head agreeing with you and declaring his love for you for the umpteenth time that night.
“Love you so much my pretty boy.”
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gojou-violin · 8 months
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catch your breath
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| pairing: tamaki amajiki x gn!yandere!reader
| warnings: 18+ MDNI. dead dove do not eat. breath play. drowning play. overstimulation. edging. multiple orgasms. begging. consensual yandere behavior.
| summary: tamaki reserving a private onsen for your anniversary probably wasn't his brightest idea.
| wc: 2.8k
| taglist: @laraleafs , @alkr-67 , @worshipmevenus , @aylitgirl , @ifeelsofilthy , @preciousamethyst , @justanotherpasserby , @lyteatus , @its-makonom , @unknownspecies , @diorsbrando , @thisbicc , @bakugosgorl , @saccharine-darlin , @1-800-movha , @tylerthecreatorswife , @nc-vb , @mysicklove , @archer-fb , @bedheadloser , @your-caffeinated-bitch , @svinxie
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It was warm… It felt inviting, honestly. The last time you’d gotten the chance to relax so nicely was over winter when Tamaki surprised you with a trip to a cabin up in the mountains so that you two could share your first white Christmas together. In the middle of the summer, though, you thought that going to an onsen for your anniversary wasn’t exactly the best idea; but Tamaki convinced you because he found a cute, secluded ryokan for the two of you to stay at for the week, and the plus to the reservation was that it came with the private onsen that you didn’t have to use if you didn’t want to, but he certainly wanted to. He loved long baths. With how much he worked, stressing himself out and tiring his body, it was no surprise that he took those quiet evenings in the water to relax with you while recovering from his long days— So how could you deny him a whole week of sleeping all day and slipping into the onsen whenever he wanted? Once he got in, you knew you had to join him. The water was warm— But not so hot that you were dying in the summer; and the scents from the candles made Tamaki melt in your arms.
You kissed his cheek as you wrapped your arms around him so that his back was pressed tightly against your chest. “Feeling better, baby?”
He nodded with a happy hum.
“I’m glad.”
Ten minutes of holding him, running your hands through his hair, and tickling his sensitive chest and stomach was all it took before he started unknowingly grinding upwards in search of your hands on his growing erection. The second you gave in, he was a goner. Tamaki went stiff and his eyes were wide open, his fingers digging into your thighs in the water. Come on… It was your anniversary, and he’d gone all out, spending so much of his hard earned Pro Hero money on taking you out to the middle of nowhere so that you had all the privacy in the world… How could you not use him? He was laying in your arms— He looked so fucking adorable and innocent. Oh, how you could die of happiness whenever he blushed. The second he felt you take his entire length in the palm of your hand, he got so embarrassed his cheeks turned a bright red, and he tried so hard to hide his face from you so that you couldn’t make fun of him for it like you always did; but you knew him better than anyone else. He knew that you loved how shy he was and how easily you were able to corrupt him. Meanwhile, you loved that he tried to keep how much he loved your teasing and torture a secret from you. His body just always betrayed him. If you asked if he liked being degraded, he would shake his head, yet his body would quake and he’d beg you to fuck him harder. If you asked if he liked the painful clamps and floggers, he’d insist that he could never enjoy something like that, yet every time you had him tied up with his skin beet red, he was as hard as a rock. Your cute little Tamaki.
“Please,” he begged quietly, “I’m close.”
You bit on his ear lobe. “That’s not how you ask for permission, dumb boy.”
“Please, please, please let me cum.”
“No.”
He hunched forward while you continued to jerk him off despite the fact that he hadn’t been given permission to cum. You wanted him to hold it back like a good boy. You’d trained him well enough to listen to you, now the two of you were on the most difficult part of making him the perfect sub: Actually getting him to cooperate. What he wanted vs. what his body did were always two different things. He so badly wanted to obey every single one of your orders, but the pleasure was too good, you knew it. Maybe it was cruel of you to do it on your anniversary, but you couldn’t help but force him to cum.
Poor thing tried his absolute best. His fingernails were digging harder into your thighs, his head was thrown back against your shoulder so that he could stare at the ceiling to focus on literally anything besides your touch, and his hips were squirming like crazy in the water in an attempt to get away from you before he could break your biggest rule: No cumming without permission.
“Stop, stop— Stop— Fuck— I’m cumming— No, no, no, stop—”
“Don’t cum.”
Before you could even really stop him, Tamaki lifted his hips out of the water suddenly as he came with a loud, pathetic whimper that made you nearly faint with happiness.
“Bad boy,” you huffed as you stopped touching him, his cock visibly throbbing at the neglect. “You got the bath all dirty. How are you gonna explain this to the staff?”
He couldn’t reply, he was too flustered.
You grabbed his chin roughly so that he was forced to look at you over his shoulder. “Are you so dumbed-out already that you can’t answer my questions?”
There wasn’t a single thought behind those eyes and flushed face. Poor thing. He didn’t want to cum, you could see the regret flooding him as the euphoria from his orgasm slowly washed away. He wanted to be good for you. He was your good boy. You were just so mean sometimes, and it was all on purpose of course because now that he’d broken your most important rule, you had every excuse to punish him.
Slowly, you wiped his long hair out of his face. “You know what I have to do now, don’t you?”
He pouted. “I’m sorry—”
“I know, baby. Do me a favor?”
He nodded.
“Tap my leg if I go too far?”
His eyes widened. Before he could react, you got a good grip in his hair so that you could push him forward until his head was dunked under the water. Tamaki’s hands grabbed your thighs, but he didn’t tap out. The water splashed around a bit as he fought back and you simultaneously adjusted to sit on your knees so that you had a better angle to keep him down until you were content. After counting to five, you lifted him up. He panted, trying to catch his breath frantically while you wiped his wet hair out of his face so that he could see you as something to ground himself back to reality.
“See, that wasn’t so bad, hmm? I could be a lot worse, you know that.”
Tamaki pouted at you, “I’m sorry—”
You’d heard it before, so you decided to dunk him back down. Again, he fought you, but you didn’t let up until ten seconds had gone by. After he was back up to catch his breath, you used your free hand to reach between his legs.
“Still sensitive down here from the orgasm you weren’t allowed to have?”
Sure enough, he was semi-hard, and the second you began jerking him for a second time, Tamaki made an attempt to pull your hand out of his hair and away from his cock so that he could escape you— Stupid boy, he wasn’t going anywhere.
“Deep breath for me.”
He didn’t have time to realize what you said. You pushed him back under the water for another ten seconds. In the past, when the two of you had fucked around like this, he was able to go for about a minute— Something about his old days of hero training that had him ready for it— so you were only just getting started. If he wanted you to stop, he would’ve warned you the first time you put him under the water. He would never in a million years admit it, but he liked this. He liked that he had to give up all control to you and your sadistic punishments because they got him off, yeah, but also because he trusted you to take care of him. You weren’t going to hurt him. Nothing bad was going to happen while your hand was in his hair to pull him back up to the surface where you’d give him time to recuperate.
“You sure you’re sorry?” you asked, palming his sensitive tip.
“Stop— Stop— Too much—”
“Tap my leg then.”
When he didn’t, you continued to torture him until he was surely hard again. Twenty seconds under the water. You waited and waited for a tap, but nothing came, so you smiled. He was just as much a masochist as you were a sadist. Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, you loved him more than anything in the whole world.
“You’re up to twenty seconds now, darling boy,” you praised him once he came back up.
He slumped against you completely, even ignoring how fast you were getting him off. All of his focus was on his breath and trying not to cum at the same time.
“The first thing we agreed on when we started dating was that I’m the one who gets to decide when and how you cum. Do you remember that?”
He nodded shyly.
“So why’d you cum?”
“Y-y-you—” He hiccuped. “You did it… did it on pur… purpose…”
“Are you talking back to me?”
“No—”
You pushed him under for twenty-five seconds.
“I’m gonna cum,” he warned you the second he was out of the water.
Just as soon as he said it, you pulled your hand away, watching as his entire body twitched in reaction to the harsh edge. You cooed at him sweetly. He was a breathless mess between the water play and the edging, so you gave him another few seconds to bounce back as you kissed his neck and pinched his nipples. He melted into you so quickly. It was like he forgot what you were doing to him because you were suddenly being so kind and caring.
“I’m not done with you yet.”
Tamaki got smart this time around. The second he felt you tightening your grip in his hair, he took a deep breath right before he was pushed under the water. Since you weren’t able to catch him off guard, it meant that he could go longer like he always did at home whenever you had him bent over the edge of the tub while you were fucking into him; or when you two were in bed and you had your hands wrapped around his neck. You dared to leave him there for forty-five seconds. Towards the end, his chest started moving, like he was trying his best not to open his mouth to let any water in.
“Hold it… You can do it… Come on, baby…”
Though he likely couldn’t have heard you underwater and with all the splashing going on, you were cheering him on to make it the entire forty-five seconds.
“Good boy…”
He gasped deeply when he sat up straight. “C-c-cumming—”
“Don’t you dare.”
He squeezed his eyes shut tight after you pulled your hand away for the second edge that nearly made him lose it altogether. “Meanie.”
“Deep breath, baby, ‘cause you get a minute for that.”
“No, wait—”
It wasn’t a full minute, to be fair. Counting in your head meant that you went faster than the clock on the wall, even though you could have obeyed by the clicking seconds if you wanted to. What should have been a minute was still more like forty seconds— But Tamaki couldn’t tell the difference while fighting to resurface the entire time. Ten seconds? Thirty seconds? Five fucking minutes? Who could tell the difference when they had someone preventing them from breathing and simultaneously edging them as a cruel punishment for something they had no control over in the first place? If it had been anyone other than Tamaki in that onsen with you, you probably never would have gotten away with kinky shit like this. Not in a million years. But the fact that it was Tamaki of all people made it that much better.
“Such a good boy for me,” you cooed in his ear once he was done. “What’ve you learned?”
“N-no—” He hiccuped again. “No t-t-talking ba-back…”
“And?”
“No cum… No cumming…”
You nodded. “See? You’re such a smart boy!” You patted him on the head so that his hair could have a break from all the pulling. “And who do you belong to?”
“You.”
“And what about your orgasms?”
“They're yours…”
You chuckled wickedly, biting down on his earlobe. “Good boy.” You swiped your thumb over his tip. “If you can do a full minute, I’ll let you cum. Think you can do that?”
He nodded eagerly.
“What do you do if it’s too much?”
“Tap your leg.”
“Oh, my smart boy, you’re such a good listener.”
All the praise was getting to his head after being tortured and degraded the entire time. He was a bright color of red that had nothing to do with the fact that he was still trying to catch his breath a bit— It had everything to do with the fact that he was madly in love with the way you complimented him, even though you were really just being condescending.
“One minute. Deep breath in for me…”
He inhaled deeply.
“And out…”
His chest fell as he exhaled.
“Hold it.”
And then you pushed him back under, this time watching the clock carefully for the minute mark. Tamaki was trying his best to hold still so that he didn’t waste any energy on his futile attempts to stop you, because all of his focus had to be on holding his breath for the full minute. Making it up to you was all he wanted. If taking the whole minute meant that he could get your permission to solve the whole issue, he was going to fight like hell to make it happen.
“Three… two… one…”
There wasn’t a single struggle out of him, not a pant out of him, not a thrash, not a tap on your thigh. He was still squeezing on tight which was the only way you knew that he hadn’t passed out; He was just so focused down there and wasn’t keeping track of the time that he thought he still had longer to go. Could he really do it? Fuck, you were gonna be so proud of him if he could. So to reward him for it, you ran your hand up and down his length as fast as you could while occasionally stopping to play with his tip. Whenever Tamaki got close to cumming, you could tell by the way his whole body would react. He’d get stiff, his toes would curl, his legs would go straight, and he would cling onto for dear life. Still underwater, you saw Tamaki get right at the edge, and the panic settled in.
You pulled him up briefly to say, “Cum for me,” right before you pushed him back under.
Part of him was trying his best to fight you now that he didn’t have to focus on surviving the entire minute, and the fact that you’d hardly given him any break; but his body was betraying him again by going as stiff as a board right when his orgasm hit.
There was a tap on your leg that made you let go of his hair and grab him by the chest instead as you lifted him upright so that he could rest against your chest.
“Breathe. I’m here.” You went to hug him, but he grabbed your hand to force you to keep jerking him off. In fact, you didn’t move at all, Tamaki simply held onto your wrist for dear life while moving you the way he wanted. “You want a third one?”
He nodded as desperately as humanly possible.
“Cum for me, my sweet boy. You deserve it.”
Tamaki moaned your name as another orgasm hit him hard, sending his eyes rolling to the back of his head. “T-thank you— Fuck— Thank you…”
His body jolted a couple of times as you slowly stopped touching him, bringing your hands up to his face to keep his hair out of it. The way he put all of his body weight on you, you knew that there was no chance he was walking out of that onsen by himself within the next few minutes.
“You were so good for me, Aki.”
He whimpered at the nickname— One that only you were allowed to call him.
“I’m so, so proud of you.”
He stretched to turn slightly so that he could kiss you weakly. “I love you,” he mumbled against your lips.
You pushed him away gently. “Catch your breath.”
He slumped, inhaling deeply as his eyes shut again so that he could rest.
Maybe the two of you could make trips to private onsens a more common occurrence if this was going to happen.
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l1tw1ck · 10 months
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hey could i get a 9, 13, 22 with tamari from mha
idk if yr still doing the event so if ur not its cool ty top dom male reader pls and tysm i think ur writing its awesome dude
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Tamaki's Munch
bottom!ftm!camboy Tamaki x top!masc reader
tysm ^^~
↳ [Event] | AFAB Language Used
CW: Stepcest, Cameras, Cunnilingus, Squirting, Asphyxiation
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Tamaki waves to the camera with a demure expression on his face. He brings his legs close to his chest and shows off the thigh highs he's wearing along with his matching panties. He's also wearing a cute oversized shirt. “How do I look?” He asks, speaking softly. The chat blows up with compliments and his screen is filled with donations. He smiles cutely in response. “I'm gonna—” Tamaki jumps at the sound of the door opening.
“Tamaki..?” You pause, analyzing the situation. Your shy stepbrother is currently in the cutest outfit you've ever seen and is showing off in front of a camera. You marvel at the sight in front of you, gulping as you realize the choice you have to make. Leave or try to make a move. Tamaki notices your boner and blushes, a small smile growing on his face. You're attracted to him. He thought he was disgusting for liking you.
“Um-” Tamaki turns to the side. “Do…do you want to um…join?”
Your heart is pounding out of your chest. You nod quickly. Tamaki turns his body to face you and spreads his legs. You stare at the puffy pussy in between them, his panties can't even hide how chubby his cunt is. You lick your lips and climb onto the bed. “Can I eat you out?” You ask, practically salivating.
“Please..” Tamaki nods, voice quivering. He turns to the camera. “Ch- change of plans…My stepbro is gonna join me today.” He watches the view count rapidly increase. You pull his panties off and bury your head into his dripping wet pussy. He covers his face with his hands, his cheeks a furious red. He peeks out through a gap in his fingers and watches you go down on him. You eat his pussy like it's the last supper. “Fu- fuck-” Tamaki moans, shutting his eyes tight. “So good, [Name]–”
You tongue fuck his hole like a goddamn monster, putting all your energy into his glorious pussy. Tamaki unintentionally squeezes your head with his thighs and he’s too immersed in the pleasure to realize but you're perfectly fine with dying in between his thick thighs. You start to feel lightheaded but you keep going regardless, there isn't a better way to go out. “Oh God!” Tamaki exclaims, eyes widening when you find his g-spot. “Right there! Yes- yes-'' He gasps and rolls his eyes back. He squeezes your head tighter. He brings his hands to your head and pushes you further into his pussy, in turn revealing his extremely lewd expression. “‘M gonna come~!” He cries. You smirk, continuing your actions despite the fact that you're probably about to pass out. Tamaki twitches and you're suddenly presented with a face full of squirt.
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nishiyako · 9 months
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Sex Addict (NSFW)
Pairing : Hypersexual!Amajiki x Reader
Tags : Blowjob, Hair pulling, Slight Femdom, Friends w benifits, dorm life
Summary : Tamaki explained that one night that he was hypersexual. He feared that this would bring down the friendship, except it only made it better. One night, Tamaki comes stumbling into your room just for you to eagerly help him out.
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Tamaki has walked in your dorm room for the 5th time this week, while drunk he explained that he has hypersexuality and he conffesed that it would drag down the friendship, it surprised you for your preception of him was a timid friend who never liked talking about sex, little did you know that even the slightest mention of it turns him on.
You we're stressed and lonely, so it was a perfect match.
He walked in sulking, bulge in his pants. He looked at you with eyes like he was apologizing. You assured him it was fine, and you'd be more than happy to help. "Don't you think it's pathetic or something..?" He asked sheepishly. "No, I think it's kinda hot," you said, walking towards him.
"Just tell me if you don't want to!" He said, panicking as you inched closer,
"Just let me work my magic," you said as you got on your knees.
Tamakis back was pressed against the door preventing anyone to enter as you started tying your hair in a ponytail, his face was flushed red while he twitched in his sweatpants, you pulled them down and his cock springed up immediately. You smiled and licked your lips as Tamaki sighed under his shakey breath.
He thought you've alredy gotten annoyed but he loves seeing you so eager to help him out, you licked and kissed up his shaft, he was sensitive and desperate, even your smallest tounge movements made him whimper.
He was shy but he wasn't shy to make noise and he defenetly wasn't scared of telling you what he wanted. he begged for you to suck his dick already. He spent almost an hour contemplating about this, and he can't wait for it any longer. All he wanted was your mouth around him, so that's what he asked for.
"Just suck my dick already.." he begged, his shakey voice making it sound less threatening. You started slow with licking his tip and suckling on it ever so slightly. His desperate whimpers made you want to spoil him even more.
Before he knew it, he was already down your throat. he was starting to go crazy for you, he was going crazy for the warmth of your mouth, the spit driping down your chin, the buldge in your throat, the way you bobbed your head up and down. He could list these forever, but his mind was starting to go blank.
He loved your wet and warm mouth around him, your tounge stroked his shaft as one of your hands ventured in-between your thighs, they reached under the oversized hoodie you were wearing, and under your thin panties.
Tamaki heard you making noises aswell, he looked down as he watched your hand move slightly and repeatedly while between your thighs, "Are you... touching yourself?" He asked with a heavy breath throughout his sentence. You nodded your head between the bobbing as you hummed as a 'yes'.
He cursed under his breath as you felt him twitch at the information. You got off to his sweet sounds, and he sounded so thankful cause he had you in his life. Before, the most he'd do was multiple rounds using his hand or a flesh light, but now he's got something intimate with a close friend.
He tuged at your tied hair as he was close, his legs were restless as your tongue moved faster, and his whimpers grew louder as fluids started dripping down your thighs.
"Fuck! I'm gonna.." he said with a cracked voice and a breathless tone. you deep throated him, gagging. Your mouth filled up as some of his fluids dripped down your chin.
His whines were music to your ears. He tugged on your hair as he started to chant your name in praise. You always knew how to make him feel good, so he'd always trust you to help out with his needs.
Tamaki came down as he softened in your mouth. He pulled up his pants as you swallowed and cleaned what he had left on your tounge.
Disclaimer : I am NOT sexualizing sex addictions/hypersexuality, I've experienced these myself, and it sucks as it starts to take over your days and break some of your relationships. I just wanted to write some raunchy fics!
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semisgroupie · 1 year
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behind closed doors
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roommate!tamaki amajiki x fem. reader
wc: 2.4k
warnings: pervy!tamaki, panty stealing, panty sniffing, unprotected sex, creampie, slightly possessive behavior, manhandling (kinda), rough sex, oral sex (f!receiving), messy oral, spit, wall sex, tamaki gets a little feral
synopsis: your roommate is harboring a dirty little secret
a/n: this is for @hhawks debauchery collab!! thank you for letting me join
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You’ve lived with Tamaki for almost a year now. Everything has been going smoothly, a perfect division of chores, you two bonded with each other easily, it was just the perfect roommate situation.
But there was something you didn’t know about your lovely roommate…
He was a panty stealing pervert.
He never intended for it to go to the extent that it did, the first time was just a pure accident — well, that’s what he tells himself to sleep better at night. He was just doing laundry and he grew curious when he saw a pair of your silk panties.
The second he brought the fabric to his nose was when he went on a downward spiral. It was like they were calling out to him, enticing him to just take a sniff. It was shameful, dirty, but it was also addictive.
He knew you smelled sweet, from the perfume and lotion you lightly coated on your skin to your natural scent he picked up on when you hugged him in the morning. So, when your panties were right there, he wanted to know if they smelled as sweet as he thought they would.
But he was wrong, he was so wrong.
They smelled sweeter than he could imagine and it was like an aphrodisiac. His cock grew hard instantly and he relieved himself right then and there. Then that moment changed him.
He would always offer to do laundry to satisfy his urges but it wasn’t enough. Jerking off in the laundry room wasn’t enough for him, he needed more. He turned into this insatiable beast, craving what he shouldn’t crave but it just made him crave it even more.
Now when he did laundry he would pocket your panties to save it for later and would just trade them out whenever he did the next load. When he was in the confines of his room he would wrap one pair around his cock while he stroked it and buried his nose into another, wishing and imagining what it would feel like to have you wrapped around his cock.
But after he painted your panties in his cum, that was when the guilt would settle in. He knew his actions were disgusting, they were deplorable, and you were just clueless to it all. Often making comments about how you had to buy new panties because you were always running low, smiling at him and hugging him whenever you saw him, cuddling with him on the couch whenever you two watched a movie, it made him want to dive into a bottomless pit. Still, despite the guilt he would just go back into his perverted routine once you were out or when you went to bed. He still looked through his stash for panties and went back into his lust driven state, using the soft fabric until he was satisfied.
He did everything he could to make sure you would never find out. He didn’t know how you would react, he didn’t want to ruin things between you two. He cared for you so much and he didn’t want to lose you. But today he couldn’t do a double check of his room to make sure your panties were hidden properly, he had to rush out to get to work since his alarm wasn’t set.
It was your day off so you took the day to run some errands and clean up around the apartment. The day was going by smoothly, you were able to complete things that you’ve planned on and now you were cleaning the apartment. Your music blared through your earbuds and you moved through each room with ease, until you reached Tamaki’s room. The door was slightly open and you peeked in, “oh this is a mess.” His sheets were messily placed on the bed and his clothes were spread along the floor.
Normally you would just leave his dirty room for him to clean up but you wanted to thank him for all he’s done for you. And what’s a better thank you than coming home to a clean room? You made your way inside and went to clean up the clothes on the floor, you hung up all his clothes and set a few shirts aside to iron once you were done with fixing his sheets. You moved to his bed and knocked everything off to start with a clean slate, you neatly tucked his sheets in and then you moved to set his pillows on the bed. You picked the first pillow off the ground and fluffed it then set it on the bed and when you moved to do the same to the second one, you felt something bundled inside the pillowcase. Your eyebrows knit together as you stuck your hand inside to find out what it was, your curiosity grew as you felt the soft fabric and pulled it out of the pillowcase.
Once you pulled it out, your eyes widened at the sight. It was your blue silk panties that you had been looking for. Questions swarmed your mind as you looked at the bundle of fabric in your hand. Why did he have your panties? Why didn’t he give it back to you? Did he have more?
You looked over to his dresser and saw one drawer slightly opened. You set the panties and his pillow down and walked over to the drawer. You opened it more and gasped as you saw what was inside. More of your panties that you had thought you lost or misplaced. You couldn’t believe it, you never would have thought that he was a panty thief. You closed the drawer and left his bedroom, you had to think of how to bring up the topic to him, you had to think of what to say. Then it hit you, he told you yesterday that he was going to do laundry today, so you’d catch him while he was in the act.
You acted normal when he came home from work, greeting him the same way you normally did to make sure he wouldn’t figure out that you knew his dirty little secret. You made dinner and once you both finished eating he got up to do laundry. You brought the dishes to the kitchen to make it look like you were going to load them in the dishwasher while he took the basket into the laundry room.
You waited a few minutes then slowly walked to the room he was in, the door was slightly open so you could peek through and see him. That’s when you saw him, he pressed your panties to his nose while his hand worked along the length of his cock. He groaned your name and his eyes were shut. You couldn’t keep your eyes off of his hand on his cock and started feeling a throbbing between your thighs.
Another groan of your name snapped you out of your trance. You quickly opened the door and his eyes snapped open as he looked to meet you. “W-what are you doing here?” He tried to tuck his cock back in his pants quickly and pocketed your panties.
“I think I should be asking you that question,” you made your way over to him and took your panties out of his pocket, “what are you doing with my panties?”
A deep blush covered his face and he stumbled over his words, trying to come up with some lie even though you had just caught him red handed. “I-I uh…I’m sorry.”
You laughed and dropped your panties to the floor, “you weren’t sorry before, you have your own little stash in your drawer. Are you trying to get closer to the real thing? All you had to do was ask.” You leaned in closer and moved one hand to grip his cock through his pants, giving it a gentle squeeze.
His mind was going in circles, trying to understand what was happening to him. This had to be a dream, there was no way this could be real, this just had to be a really good dream. You squeezed his cock again and raised an eyebrow. “Tamaki” you sang his name and he looked down at you, “I asked you if you wanted the real thing, if you want my pussy rather than just my panties? It’s rude to not respond when someone is talking to you.”
“Of course I want the real thing.” He spoke before he could think and his hands moved to your waist. “I want you so badly, so fucking badly, since the day you moved in.” He gently squeezed the skin underneath his hands and leaned down to kiss you, he never thought he could be this forward but he’s been so pent up he just needs to act on instinct.
The kiss grew heated quickly, teeth and tongue clashing against each other in a fit of passion. He gripped you tighter and lifted you on top of the running washing machine without breaking the kiss. You moaned against his lips as the vibrations of the machine underneath you hit your cunt. His hands moved down to pull your shorts and panties down, not even taking them off you completely before pulling you to the edge of the machine. He spread your legs wide for him while your shorts and panties dangled off one of your ankles.
He groaned as he saw your lips part for him, “so fucking pretty.” He leaned in and licked up your slit, drinking your juices as it collected on his tongue. He let out another groan and dove in, loudly slurping and sucking as he ate you out. One of your hands gripped the side of the machine you were sat upon while you placed your other hand on his head, tangling your fingers in his indigo locks. He pulled back to spit on your cunt then dove back in, it was messy and sloppy. Each time he pulled back to spit on your pussy, you could see the strings of spit that kept him connected to you. He was completely blissed out as he devoured you, you could practically see him hold back the urge to let his eyes roll back.
“I love your mouth fuck! Please don’t stop, I’m gonna cum you’re gonna make me cum.” Your legs shook by his head and he continued lapping at your cunt, sucking on your clit and dipping his tongue inside you to taste you completely. “Cum. I need you to cum.” He groaned against you and moved his hands between your thighs to hold them apart and spread you open more. He couldn’t get enough of you, he could lap at your pussy until a fire burned through his jaw and tongue from how exhausted they were and it still wouldn’t be enough.
Your other hand moved from the side of the washing machine to his hair and tugged on it harshly as you came on his tongue. He dug his fingers into your thighs hard enough to bruise you as he continued lapping at your pussy, groaning as he drank everything you had to offer him. He continued licking and sucking until you pulled his head away from you. His face was messy with his saliva and your slick as he panted. “I need to fuck you. Can I fuck you? Please can I fuck you?” His cock was throbbing like crazy and he needed to be buried inside you.
“Fuck me please. Fuck me.” You were both desperate for this, you needed each other badly. He pulled his pants and boxers down, his cock slapped against his abdomen and he lifted you off the washing machine and pinned you to the nearest wall. You wrapped your arms and legs around him and he reached down to grip his cock and positioned it at your entrance. “I’m not going soft on you baby, you’re gonna take all I have to give you.” He slammed his hips into you and continued pounding up into you. His pace was brutal and animalistic and you couldn’t do anything but moan his name.
“So good! You’re fucking me so good!” You dug your nails into his shoulders and rolled your head back against the wall. You dropped one hand down to rub your clit and he buried his face in your neck, groaning and biting at the skin. “Your pussy is fucking perfect. I can’t get enough of you, I don’t want to stop fucking you. I want to make you mine over and over again.” He groaned against your skin as his heavy balls slapped against the curve of your ass. “You’re mine. Mine. Mine. Mine.” Each time the word fell from his lips he slammed into you harder and harder and the last time he said it, you were sent headfirst into your second orgasm.
Your back arched off the wall and your legs shook around his waist. Your pussy gripped his cock tightly and he practically growled against your skin. “I’m gonna fill this tight pussy up, gonna paint your insides with my cum.” He slammed his hips into yours a few more times and held you down against him as he pumped you full of cum. His cock twitched inside you as the seemingly endless ropes of cum filled you. He panted and placed open mouthed kisses against your neck and once he caught his breath he lifted his head.
“Are you okay?” Concern painted his features, a stark difference from how he was a few seconds ago. You nodded and cupped his face before pulling him close to kiss you. “I’m more than okay, that was amazing. I should’ve gone to find your little stash sooner, if this was going to be the result.” He laughed and pecked your lips, a light blush stained his cheeks.
Just as he opened his mouth to respond the washing machine shut off, signaling that the load inside was done. “I’ll bring you to the couch so I can put this in the dryer then I can properly take care of you.” He kissed you as he pulled out of you and momentarily set you down on the dryer so he could pull his pants up then took you back in his arms. He laid you down on the couch and covered you with a blanket then pressed a kiss to your forehead. “I’ll be right back.”
He went back inside the laundry room and took the wet clothes out and put them in the dryer then looked back to see the panties you caught him sniffing earlier on the ground. He picked it up and slipped it in his pocket to add to his collection.
Old habits die hard
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starstruckgrrl · 4 months
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MORE TAMAKI🙏🙏🙏
who am i to deny you 🫡
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ꕤ*. synopsis: tamaki doesn’t do so well at hero events, but he’s grounded with you there. not to mention you give him the perfect motivation!
↳ ♡₊˚.warnings: smut, car sex, he says “i love you”, exhibitionism, unprotected sex, sub!tamaki, pet names, established relationship, lil bit of edging, cute tamaki naps for aftercare :3
a/n: sorry if the way i capitalize some stuff has changed, i want to make it easier to read!! i really hope you like it, give me some feedback or suggestions pls!!
ever since he’s met you, tamaki has been doing a lot better at handling any event that comes his way. his friends take notice, praising him for sticking around “this long!”
he owes his success to you, who he will often scamper off to. you’re always with him at every event, keeping him grounded and confident(ish).
usually, he’ll take you everywhere with him, making you become his bodyguard against awkward conversations or slightly passive aggressive behavior. however, you know that it is good for him to do some things on his own so he won’t feel so horrible when you’re busy and can’t escort him everywhere.
so the pro-hero Suneater is here, after several minutes of you gently pushing him, at a table with Deku, Dynamight, Lemillion, Red Riot, Nejire Chan, and a few other names from high school. while he does feel much better that nejire and mirio are there with him, the potential comfort he might have had is ruined when everyone delves into questions about his personal life.
tamaki mentally curses mirio, who asks first, “Suneater! i haven’t met that girl you’ve been parading around yet? when will i get to meet her?”
“her name is ——, and you can meet her soon, i guess? she said she would follow me over soon.” tamaki replied.
“she’s very nice, Lemillion! i met her once while getting a drink at an event a week or so ago, and she was nothing but kind!” Deku shot out, happy to have met a nice person.
nejire never passes up an opportunity to talk about something happy, so she began her rambling, “she’s so preeeetty! can you ask her about what products she uses in her hair? does she have extensions? does she wear wigs? if so, where does she get such natural ones?”
the indigo-haired hero you cherished began to sink in his seat, visibly overwhelmed by the onslaught of questions that had begun after the mention of his date, but felt better when he felt your hand pat him on the shoulder.
“hi, baby. are you doing okay?” you asked, loud enough for people sitting near him to hear, but to him nonetheless.
he began to sit up in his seat, the pet name being comforting enough to help him regain some composure, “yes, i’m okay, how are you?”
you gave him a small smile as you sat in your spot next to him, confirming that you were feeling alright.
mirio was the first to speak to you, “are you ——?! i’ve heard so much about you!! well, pieces about you, tamaki is kind of private about your relationship, but pieces nonetheless!!”
“yes, that’s me! it’s lovely to meet tamaki’s best friend!” you replied, recognizing tamaki’s description of his grade-school friend.
“AWWW, Suneater, you’ve told her about me!” mirio shouted.
tamaki smiled up at him, how could he ever think that he wouldn’t tell everyone about the person who motivated him so much?
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as the evening went on, you had been asked plenty of questions, mainly by nejire. you had no complaints, as you found everyone thoroughly entertaining and sweet.
the whole time, you were keeping physical contact, even in small ways, with tamaki. it was the best way to make sure he knew you were still there for him and thinking about him, even as you conversed with the others.
over time, your small touches turned into something else. clasping his hand turned into rubbing his thigh, slight pokes turned into tracing soft circles on his bicep. the little things meant the world to this man, so you knew he was getting your idea.
about 3 hours in, tamaki’s social battery had been completely sucked dry. he gave you a special look and squeezed your hand twice to let you know he wanted to go, a signal the both of you had come up with.
you cleaned up your area at the table, stacking your used dishes neatly for a waiter/waitress to pick up with ease, and stood up. you patted yourself down as your lover stood up, and you all exchanged goodbyes as the both of you walked out, your arm wrapped around his.
the both of you walked out to the car, and tamaki slid his hand down to your waist and pulled you closer. you were stunned, he rarely initiates things, especially in public.
“tama” you cooed in his ear.
tamaki led you to the backseat of the car, opened the door for you, and sat next to you. he kept the door slightly ajar for what he would call “ventilation” when you questioned him later.
you kissed him first, a small but sweet kiss. your partner, however, kissed you again. longer, deeper. he grabbed you and held you close to him, and he leaned against the back of the seat. he began to unzip his pants when you stopped him.
“are you sure, baby?” you asked, knowing his fear of having all eyes on him.
“yes, i love you too much, please.” he replied, asking you to please continue.
you nodded at him, and got on top of him. you gave him kisses on his neck and bit him softly as you pulled down his pants to let his cock spring out.
you flipped up the dress he bought you special for this event, and moved your underwear to the side. tamaki brought his hand down to rub small circles on your clit, getting you wet for him.
you softly pushed his hand away, then brought yourself up, then down onto his dick. he let out a small whimper and you shushed him, “shh, baby, we don’t want anyone to see, do we?”
tamaki swallowed thickly, and stuttered out, “n-no”
“maybe you’d like that, dirty boy.” you teased, and he whined in response.
you bounced up and down softly on him, the friction of the base of his cock teasing your clit.
then, suddenly, you heard voices outside, a mere 10-15 ft away.
“oh, hey, someone’s car door is open. should we close it?” said one of the voices.
tamaki’s eyes widened, but he never stopped bucking up into you, and you never stopped riding him. he whimpered quietly, and you put your thumb in his mouth to silence him.
“nah, let’s just leave it. someone might be coming back to it in just a minute.” said another voice.
the both of you heard their footsteps trail away, and you looked at each other. tamaki leaned up to kiss you, and you could tell he was getting close. he was rutting into you from below, and it made you giggle.
“don’t cum until i say, tama!” you reprimanded.
he nodded quickly, confirming his submission.
you were also getting close, and tamaki always knew that you should cum first. you slammed down onto him harder, making his tip kiss your cervix every time. his cock was rubbing against a sweet spot inside you the deeper you went, and you came with a moan of his name.
as you were going through the aftershocks of your orgasm, tamaki began to beg.
“please, can i cum? please.” he whimpered out, his legs shaking slightly.
you kissed his forehead and gave him permission, and his cock twitched as he finally let go of the orgasm he had been holding. his cum warmed your insides and gave you an extra, satisfying feeling as it began to leak down.
“i’ll drive us back home, sweetheart, you rest. i know you’re tired” you told him as you slowly got up, grabbing a blanket that rested in the back pocket of the car seat, special for any sleepy car rides.
you laid tamaki down in the backseat and covered him in the fluffy blanket. you adjusted his pants and his underwear to make him as comfortable as possible.
you got out, adjusted your dress, and closed the car door. you got into the front seat and turned the car on and the heating up so your partner would be cozy on the ride home.
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azareel-writes · 1 year
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sub amajiki headcanons ♡
honestly, his perfect match is a service top. someone gentle but a firm, stable presence that makes him feel safe.
praise!!! kink!!!
he gets so flustered when you compliment him and that's why you should do it more.
pin his hands down so he can't cover up. tell him how gorgeous he is under you.
his body is extremely sensitive because he isn't used to being touched, especially intimately. his neck and chest are weak spots.
suffers from really bad subdrop episodes. stay by his side, assure him that you aren't leaving, no matter what.
after, he's a cuddlebug.
“i'm so glad you love me…”
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shinhoebakuhoekitten · 11 months
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But like, 3 s u m with Tamaki and Hitoshi. 👀
The contrast in the beginning of the sweet intamcy of Tamaki’s approach to sex and the rough dominating Shinso who doesn’t let up the entire time.
Tamaki needs a bit of warming up due to his incredibly shy nature and you aren’t afraid to indulge him in soft shy kisses and light petting as you straddle Amakjiks tapered waist.
Shinso tried to keep his cool and allow you two to have a moment but his patients wears thin as he watches you, his partner, kiss up and down Tamakis neck. He can’t help but kneel behind you on the bed, his naked thigh hitting your bare thigh and Tamakis still clothed one.
Shinso would lower his head to rest on your shoulder as he looked to the timid guy that was underneath you. “If you think her younger feels good on your neck you should see how it feels on your cock. She’s a little minx when it comes to oral. It really gets her going to hear the other moan in pleasure.”
Tamaki couldn’t help the whimper that slipped past his lips as he bit and licked at his bottom lip at the idea.
“Shinso” you muttered, a tiny bit miffed and scared that this might all become too much for the shy pro hero. “Let him get comfortable before making such lewd remarks. I don’t want to rush tonight.”
It was no secret to Shinso that you had been crushing on Suneater since you all three went to UA. Suneater was a third year in the pro hero course when you and Shinso had met in first year general studies before he transferred to the hero course. Shinso and yourself did not start dating until after UA but he had known about your crush on the older hero since first year because you couldn’t help but gush about him.
This was a huge fantasy of yours that was coming true tonight and you were so grateful that your boyfriend had had enough gall to ask Tamaki and while the older pro hero had blushed a lot and almost said no, he knew he couldn’t pass up the opportunity to have his way with you.
Tamaki also had a crush on you but he didn’t really know who you were until you were already dating Shinso.
“Sorry Kitten, I’ll try and be patient. It’s just hard staring at you like this and knowing I don’t get you for a while.” Shinso smirked as he smacked your ass, watching it jiggle around the barely there string up your asscrack that the lingerie shop had the audacity to call a thong.
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