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starstruckgrrl · 6 months

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♡﹒"make me behave like an animal !! " ~ tamaki amajiki

┆︎ ☆ 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.”

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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crushmeeren · 4 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.

•••

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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sei-rq · 1 year

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The second choices & Their competition

warning: angst HEAVY angst

The Second Choices

He was always so supportive that you never noticed the way HE looked at you, for goodness sake [Y/N] he was literally in love with you, if only you payed a bit more attention to the way his eyes light up as you walk into the room, the way he always keeps a seat for you next to him when lunch is served, the way he offers to carry things for you, the way he looks at you when you talk about the things you like...and then the way his eyes look so sad when you mention him, the guy you like, his best friend..even though.. even though he is always here, you always think about his best friend instead, the way your eyes light up whenever you mention his name and the way you ask for his suggestion on what you should get for him because his birthday is coming up.. You didn't notice how you shattered his heart into pieces, everytime you mentioned the other guy.. but he was still so supportive because he knew.. as long as you're happy, he is happy, whether you end up with him or not, he'll be more than happy to see you smile.. even if the smile wasn't for him. even though he's not the cause for the smile .. but it hurts so much

Kamado Tanjirou, Midoriya Izuku, Yamaguchi Tadashi, Tamaki Amajiki, Miya Osamu, Matsuno Chifuyu, Suguru Getou, Nakahara Chuuya, Itadori Yuji, Denji, Kirishima Eijirou, Hinata Shoyo, Armin Arlert.

The Competition

He knew, he knew about your little crush on him..and honestly he didn't really mind it much, A lot of girls have asked him out before to which his answer always remained the same.. but then he found out that he liked you.. his best friend was head over heels for you, it was so easy to see, anyone could tell but you, it was so obvious, Yet you still didn't seem to notice? or were you just playing with him? it physically hurt him to see how much the other guy was in love with you, he knew he had to do something about the situation.. but what? maybe break your heart.. maybe play with you as well?.. so you can go back to him after everything and notice how much better he was for you.. little did he know that in his little scheme he would be the one to end up smitten for you.. now he is in love? what will he do? if he continues on he will end up breaking 3 hearts..

Tomioka Giyuu, Shotou Todoroki, Tsukishima Kei, Togata Mirio, Suna Rintaro, Baji Keisuke, Gojo Satoru, Osamu Dazai, Fushiguro Megumi, Hayakawa Aki, Bakugou Katsuki , Kageyama Tobio, Eren Yeager.

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readerg1rl · 6 months

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Imagine him being the shy kid around love but in bed he changes, he becomes aggressive, and needy like he lured you right into his trap, and the worst part is that he is big and strong and he doesn't realise it so he goes as rough as he can thinking that you are over exaggerating and he turns you and positions you however he feels like, his groans and moans are lot louder than your moans and it's too sexy, his baby hairs stick to his sweaty skin, his abs and chest are glowing in sweat as he puts his well defined muscles into his use, he rocks in and out of you with all his might and strength untill he and you are caught in a shared orgasm and he pulls out only after few pumps to be sure he emptied himself fully

When he sees what he has done he immediately he says sorry like a million times and washes you up and dresses you in his most comfortable clothes all while sayin that he loves you and many sorries

-Deku, Tamaki, Todoroki

#deku #mha deku #deku bnha #bnha smut #deku smut #bnha deku smut #tamaki amajiki #tamaki smut #mha #bnha #tamaki amajiki reader #Todoroki reader #shoto todoroki #bnha todoroki #bnha amajiki #bnha x reader

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heartofjasmina · 6 months

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dom!reader who orders pro hero Amajiki to fuck her like a whore, knowing damn well it's nasty enough to make him hard and blush in embarrassment at the same time. "B-but, sweetheart, I--"

"No, that's not what you call me tonight." You whispered single word in his ear just to see him gasp, just to watch his dick twitch in his boxers.

"You really want me to call you that? But it's so... dirty." You grinned, deciding this was a wonderful idea. Your boyfriend was hard as a rock despite his stuttering, half assed objections, and his pupils were blown wide with want seeing your naughty Suneater outfit. It was a sexy version of his costume that you'd gotten online, and to Amajiki you looked mouthwateringly good.

"You like that, though. So say it." It was easy to lay back onto the bed and spread your thighs, giving him a peek at the wet spot growing on your panties.

"Slut."

He climbed over you, flipping your skirt up for easier access to your pussy, and eased your panties down your legs before tossing them over his shoulder. He licked his lips at the sight of your gilstening folds.

"You like that huh? Calling you my slut." His voice made it clear he was shocked and pleased by the discovery.

"I like seeing this side of you. Show me more." It was another order, and despite of the role reversal he obeyed without question.

He pressed his hips into you so you could feel how hard he was, and with slightly shaking hands he gathered your wrists above your head.

"Sluts don't get to make d-demands." It came out almost perfectly, and you were more than ready to see what he would do as the night progressed.

"Then make me shut up," you dared him knowing it would go straight to his cock.

"You asked for it." He growled and it made your pussy gush as much as it suprised you. You truly were in for it now.

#tamaki x reader #tamaki smut #tamaki amajiki #amajiki smut #amajiki x reader #jasmina writes 🌸#can i get a hnnnnnnnngggggg~

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hitoshiyoshi · 1 year

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bunnies can moo? | amajiki tamaki

synopsis ↬ mirio's bunny tamaki needs help with his heat

warnings ↬ hybrids, reader is a cow!hybrid, tamaki is a bunny!hybrid, nejire is the reader's owner, mirio is tamaki's owner, mirio and nejire are both pro-heroes, i made the reader chubby because fuck it why not, however some parts I might describe body shape vaguely, reader is literally treated like a pet, some nejire x reader but you can skip over that if you'd like, collars, thigh-riding, some mentions of insecurities, reader says 'moo' sometimes, reader is innocent and a bit dumb, breeding k-nk, or-l (receiving), unprotected s-x, milk but no milking, lactation(?), mentions of pregnancy but no actual pregnancy, a lot of c-mming scenes, just a disclaimer i know nothing about the heat cycles of bunnies and cows, all i know is what i googled, I'm sorry if this sounds crap or if there are typos, this exhausted me so much, let me know if I’ve missed anything :)

pairings ↬ bunny-hybrid!amajiki tamaki x cow-hybrid!fem!chubby!reader

word count ↬ 5.5k

fun fact ↬ did you know that bunny babies are called kits/kittens ? 🐰

Nejire anxiously ran her fingers through her hair as she listened intently to Mirio over the phone. Her eyebrows furrowed as she tried to fathom some of the nonsensical words that left his lips. When her turn to speak came, she stumbled over her words. Desperately trying to find coherent sentences as her feet tapped against the flooring of her apartment. Finally, piecing her string of words together, she said:

"This month's been the worst, Mirio," She tensed for a bit and exhaled before deciding to continue. "I feel so bad... There's nothing I can do to help her."

She peered behind and searched the room, trying to see if you were sneakingly eavesdropping on their conversation. She knew you all too well; whenever you realized how stressed she was, you would always try to cheer her up. In the worst situation, you would mirror her emotions. Nejire knew the last thing you needed right now was more stress. Mirio hummed in a concerned tone; he sympathized with her as he was enduring the same predicament.

"I know how you feel," Nejire calms briefly, at least she has someone that could understand her. "My Tamaki is going through the same problem." His throat hitched over the last word.

"I don't know what to do. She's been following me everywhere I go... I don't wanna be rude, it's not her fault," Nejire's palm rested on her forehead. As the seconds passed, she'd grown more upset.

Indeed, you had been attached to her hip since the very start of your torturous heat. Today was no exception; Nejire sat in the living room with her back facing you. Only a few feet away, you stood and listened in to her conversation. You hurried downstairs before she could see you, clear essence dripping down your bare and plump thighs. Earlier, you stripped out of your bottoms and panties; your skin felt so hot and icky, it was unbearable.

She was the only sense of relief you had. Your previous heats were manageable; the feeling of Nejire's skin against yours seemed to calm you enough. Yet, for the past few days, it's been different.

'Embarrassed' was the wrong word to describe how she felt during the start of your heat. It came so suddenly, the same day you two visited Taishiro and his bull, Kirishima. You kept grasping onto him, trying to coerce him into mounting you in the middle of Taishiro's office. Nejire quickly pulled you off before the redhead complied, and he certainly would have.

As you two were leaving, you must've caught the attention of another hybrid. This time, a blonde-haired hawk with the brightest crimson wings who wanted to approach you, before she shooed him away

At home, there was not much of an improvement. Somehow, traces of your wetness would leak from your cunt and drip onto nearly every fabric of the home. Nejire's already changed your bedsheets twice and cleaned the mess from the couch each time you sat. Always complaining that wearing clothes makes you feel "too sticky and warm!" whenever she would scold you.

"Just have some patience," Mirio coos over the phone. "I'm sure it'll be over soon. I've been busy trying to find Tamaki a new partner, but he doesn't like the ones I show him. I tried using toys once, but he hates them. He's gotten so stressed, won't even let me tend to him."

"Oh, poor Tamaki..."

"Yeah... You know, you could always try that with (Y/N). Using toys or finding her a mate. She's such a cute doll, it won't be hard."

"I don't know if a mate is a good idea... I'll consider using some toys on her, though. Maybe that will help..." Nejire pauses on the phone, staring out into space while in deep thought.

"Hmm... a mate?" Mirio chuckles to himself quietly before continuing. "My Tamaki really needs one right now. Why don't we kill two birds with one stone? C'mon, it'll be convenient for both of us..!"

"You mean... make them mates?" Nejire lets out a soft gasp at the thought, startling herself. "But—But they aren't the same... Is that even okay?"

"Don't stress over it. Different hybrids do it all the time," Mirio says, a little too confident and comfortable for Nejire's liking.

Hearing your whimpers behind her, Nejire turns to stare at you. Her eyes widen at your state: clutching the lower half of your body as your slick coats your inner thighs. You stared at Nejire with puppy eyes, expecting her to fix your problem. She already knew what your actions meant, as you two have been through this ordeal numerous times. She shifted in her seat on the couch, stuttering over her words to a confused Mirio.

"Oh—Oh, sorry! I gotta go. Let's talk more tomorrow, okay?" Nejire exchanges her 'goodbyes' with him and quickly hangs up. "What's the matter, babydoll? Pain?"

"Moo..." You say while nodding. Your heavy head soon falls, staring at the ground before Nejire's soft voice calls to you.

"C'mere," She pats a free space on her thighs and coaxes you to her.

You move, taking a few cautious steps toward the couch and stopping once you are in front of her. Still staring down, this time at her lap, your hold on your tummy eases for a bit. She pats her exposed thighs again and looks up at you, ready for you to sit. Nejire seems a bit saddened and confused when you remain still.

"You want me to sit?” You ask, to which she nods. “But— What if I’m too heavy?”

“Don’t say that, princess. You're perfect,” She holds your waist and ushers you to her lap, making you sit over one of her thighs while facing her.

Your hands instinctively more to wrap around her neck as Nejire beams at you with bright and welcoming eyes. "i know what you want," she coos once feeling your warmth pressing deeply into her thigh. Her hands move to lock around your hips, holding you still while gently rocking you against her skin. One of them moves to your upper back, caressing it while you nuzzle into her neck. The other grazed down to your ass, cupping your full flesh in her palms.

"Hah~..!" Mewling into her ear and rolling your hips softly into her thigh. Nejire smiled to herself as she helped to guide the movement of your body, not minding that her thigh was covered in your mess. Her thigh softly bucked upwards, pressing your swollen clit deeper and relishing at your needy whimpers.

"Did that feel good?" Neijire mumbles quietly yet loud enough for you to hear. You could only respond with a soft moan, rocking your hips back and forth into her skin for some relief. "Yeah? You're such a cutie,"

Her hand moved from your back to gently caress your swooshing tail. Stroking and tugging at it lightly, the way you always enjoyed it. With every pass along her thigh, a warmth pooled in your lower region. Walls twitching as you rubbed on her body, your dripping slick lubed up your cunt. Desperate for more friction, your hips quickened their pace with Nejire's firm hold aiding you.

Rutting your clit against her and panting, she recognized the familiar hitching of your voice. The same sounds she'd been hearing since morning. "gonna cum soon, doll?" She said, relishing in the sweet wet sounds of your pussy on her legs. Her knee bucked into you once more, making you quiver and gasp. Both hands returned to cup your ass as she coaxed your body nearer to a climax.

Feeling you twitch on her skin, she softly laughed to herself. Nejire knew what would happen next, she'd been studying your movements after every heat. Soon, you stilled in her hold before pressing yourself into her with your nails digging into her skin. You released one final moan before your muscles soon quivered along with the frequent flicking of your tail. Your warm juices gushed onto her skin as you panted onto her neck.

"You made a mess... Hmm, you came faster than last time too," She says, staring down at the glistening clear nectar coating her thigh.

"Oh no... 'm sorry," Whispering while clinging to her arms, you lifted yourself up to peer down with her.

"It's okay, don't worry. But hey," Nejire pinches your chubby cheeks, forcing you to look up at her. "Tomorrow, I have a surprise coming... It'll make you feel all better again."

"Really? A surprise?" She smiles brightly seeing your tail flick back and forth. "What is it..?"

"Ah, I can't tell you, or else that'll ruin the surprise..." Unfazed by your pouting lips, she gives you a light tap on the nose. She's not sure whether her plans will work, but still, Nejire decides to stay hopeful. "Now, let's clean up. We've gotta get to bed soon."

Nejire tries to untangle your bodies from each other, except your hands refuse to move. She sighs, not in the mood to deal with any defiance until she feels you nuzzle closer into her neck.

"What's the matter?" She asks but is only met with incoherent whispers and your needy touches. Finally, it clicks in her head.

"Ah, I see... Wanna go again?"

Nejire takes a step back from you, making you twirl while examining your attire. Releasing a pleased hum, she asks if you like the clothes. You nod along and stare at yourself in the full-body mirror. It wasn't the best, but certainly different from the usual style you wear on special occasions. She takes a pink and gold collar and wraps it around your neck; your name is carved into the leather. A small silver cowbell is attached at the center, ringing with every movement of your head.

You wore a white long-sleeve shirt paired with a denim overall dress that flows past your thighs, stopping at your knees. It's loose on certain parts of your body, letting you roam and move freely.

Nejire thought it would've been best to have you all dolled up and make you feel special for this big day. But with Mirio's advice, she decided to go for something simple. He said, "Tamaki won't care about what she has on, that's not what matters," in a tone that made her second-guess agreeing to this meeting.

"I really didn't want to do this, babydoll," She murmured anxiously but seems to regret it once she sees you become nervous as well.

She went out of her way to avoid it until there wasn't much left for her to do.

The same night as Nejire's first phone call with Mirio, she ordered some toys that she thought would be enough — mostly vibrators and dildos in different sizes. She even paid for ultra-fast delivery, making it arrive the next day. You watched as she unboxed each of the toys, presenting them to you as if it was Christmas Day. A bubbling excitement to try out your new gifts seemed to overtake you that night.

It went well, but only for a few minutes.

After helping you strip out of your stuffy clothes, she makes you lie down on your bed. Nejire held up two toys, both vibrators, and asks which is your favorite. They’re quite large; at least bigger than you expected, since Nejire mentioned something about wanting to “start off slow.”

One in the shape of a bullet and fully colored in magenta. While the other was a pastel pink wand with the image of a rabbit carved into its plastic covering. You pointed to the wand; she smiled at your choice and placed the other toy away. There wasn’t any particular reason why you chose it, you just liked how it looked.

Nejire nestled herself to your side before turning on the wand, hovering it over the hood of your clit. Pressing it into your sex on the lowest setting seemed to be enough; the pulsating head sent waves of pleasure through your core. She glides the wand across your folds as wet sputtering noises echoed through the walls.

She leaned downward, her hot mouth enveloped around your hardened nipple. Suckling at the bud and making your moans grow louder in your bedroom. Nejire swears she’s read something online about milking cow hybrids on their heat; it makes them feel so much better. It was only to help you and nothing else, she repeats to herself as the rich and sweet taste of your milk coats her tongue.

With your approving mewls, she pulls her head back and watches as your white liquid cascades down your breast and onto your duvet. Perhaps it was the feeling of her tongue darting against your bud, trying to lap up any milk that came out. Or the feeling of the wand on your swollen clit, making your hips buck upwards desperately. Soon, you felt it fast approaching; ready to unwind and release on the pastel head, more than just once that night.

Until your hands cling onto Nejire again. It’s not your fault, you just need to touch something… anything. To feel, kiss, and hold. You did just that. It must’ve caught her by surprise — your lips pressing a warm kiss into her neck as your hands groped her breast. Nejire pulled away in an instant, just before you could climax.

Nejire tries to convince herself that she’s not into cowgirl pussy. Or maybe she is — no, she isn’t… right? Well, maybe she could try just once. No. No. She isn’t. She’s made you cum all those times, sullying her perfectly clean panties when reminiscing. But she swears on her life, she isn’t.

She mutters a soft “sorry…” before hightailing out of the room, so fast you couldn’t reach out to her in time. Pulled apart with so much force as you watch her leave, visibly confused and slightly pissed.

Nejire grabs her phone, reluctantly yet anxiously dialing Mirio’s number. Praying that he answers soon, which he does. She takes a deep breath and says, “alright, fine… let’s do it tomorrow,” to which he laughs and agrees.

That’s how you two ended up here.

Standing by the front door and waiting for Mirio to arrive, Nejire caresses your horns and strokes your ears. She believes she's trying to relax you, but she seems to be the only one nervous. Her hands touch your collar and smooth out any wrinkles in your clothing. Leaning down, she whispers countless times about how beautiful you are. It wasn't unusual for her to give you compliments, but with each affirmation, she seems to calm down.

Nejire jumps at the sound of the doorbell, startled by the noise. She curses under her breath before holding your hand and guiding you to the front door. Her hands seem to tremble as she unlocks it, not even bothering to ask who's at the door. She already knows, they've arrived exactly on time.

When she opens the door, a tall blonde man appears — the brightest smile is plastered across his face. He greets Nejire with an upbeat voice and pulls her into an embrace, which she more than happily returns. His muscular arms flex through his tight long sleeve shirt, you almost miss it with his blinding smile.

As soon as they separate, his round doll-like eyes land on you. His hands move to his hips, in a superman stance. He arches his back, leaning lower until you two are face-to-face with each other.

"So, you must be (Y/N)," His large palm pats your head, stroking your ears rougher than Nejire. "Aren't you the cutest?"

"...Thank you," You sheepishly say to the man, who doesn't appreciate your shyness.

"Oh, c'mon..." He pinches your round cheeks softly, "Don't you remember me? Lemillion? Say it with me... the future's gonna be..?"

"Moo..?"

"...Grim!" He says, but you remain unfazed which makes him a little disappointed. "That's what you're supposed to say, but don't worry... it's me, Mirio! I guess it's been a while since the last time we saw each other.”

“Yeah, about a year,” Nejire says while caressing your shoulder. “I don’t think she still remembers… hopefully,”

“It was when we rescued her from that awful farm," Mirio’s face grimaces in disgust before he continues. “From those terrible owners… I can’t believe it’s been a year, it still feels like yesterday.”

"The vet said it wasn't a good idea to bring it up again, Mirio," Nejire frantically says, not wanting to discuss your bad memories. “She doesn’t— uh, we’re starting to move on from that…”

"She doesn't seem too bothered, right?" Mirio glances at you once more but continues speaking, obviously not caring about your input. "She was so sick when we found her and the others, it's a miracle she survived."

"Yeah..." Nejire mumbles with glossy eyes, you swear it looks like she's holding back tears.

"You know," Mirio's deep blue eyes lock with you again. "You should be thankful for Nejire. She helped nurse you back to health and took you in from the shelter. She raised you well! Just perfect for my precious Tamaki!"

Tamaki? You try and peer behind Mirio's frame to see another man with indigo hair standing with his body towards a wall. You can't see his face too well, his large bunny ears cover his reddening cheeks. He's almost as tall as Mirio but his hunching back makes him seem smaller than he actually is.

"Tamaki's still as shy as ever,"

"Sorry, he's been like that since we got here..." Mirio stares back to examine Tamaki who sinks further into himself once feeling all the eyes on him.

He proceeds to ramble about finding Tamaki on the same farm; injured and walking around, a few feet away from the cowshed where you stayed with the other cows. Your previous owner never let any of you outside to graze or play around, so you never saw Tamaki or anyone else. Mirio proclaims this to be fate, perhaps it is as your eyes are transfixed on the bunny.

The way his ears flop down into his face is so... adorable? It makes your heart swell at his actions. Tamaki feels the same way about you too, except it's a different "swelling" — the aroma of your lingering heat travels through his lungs and shoots to his length with every breath. Tightening in his sweatpants into a noticeable bulge that he can't hide anymore, and no one bothers mentioning. You only notice the cute twitching of his nose at the scent.

"Well, come inside," Nejire steps back away from the door to let Mirio in. He grasps Tamaki’s arm and tugs him inside. “I prepared everything just as you asked.”

She walks them to your bedroom and opens the door for Mirio to see. Your bed is neatly made and covered in a fresh pink duvet — specifically used for this occasion. Various toys are left out on a small table; Nejire thought it would be best to have them, just in case. Mirio only laughed and said you would never need to use it. She warned you not to touch them, luckily there was no need since she’d brought you to another orgasm only a few hours prior. Quenching whatever needs you had for a short time.

“It looks perfect,” Mirio takes a step inside, only to glance around the room. “You did better than I thought you would,”

“Really? Does the design look alright? Are the bedsheets too thin? Is the room too cold?” She spews questions at Mirio, just like her usual behavior but he only responds with a deep chuckle.

“You worry too much, Nejire… Now,” He turns to Tamaki who still has his face aimed towards the ground with no interest in looking. “Why don’t we get started? We have a playdate with Yagi’s bunny tonight.”

“I think Tamaki’s getting excited already,” Nejire laughs to herself before leading you into the room.

“Are you, boy?” He scratches the back of Tamaki’s ears, making them twitch in surprise while his feet thump on the ground. Mirio nudges him into your bedroom and turns to you while saying, “now, take care of my precious sun,”

Nejire gives you a warm smile; a visible hint of concern covers her face as she says, “come and call us if you need anything.” Mirio winks at you and shuts the door.

“Hi..!” You say, maybe a little too excited. Your voice causes Tamaki to retreat further away from you.

“Hi…” Tamaki mumbles back, battling between trying to find somewhere to hide or devouring your scent.

Tamaki’s shoulder slumped inwards, too standoffish and cowardly. He wore a plain t-shirt and loose sweatpants, it seemed like he had something large inside? He stood awkwardly in your room, not knowing where to stand. He seemed too scared to look up and face you properly, he hadn’t even gotten a good look at you since he arrived.

“Are you okay? You look scared…” Concerned, you took a step closer to him but it only makes him tense. "You don't have to be scared of me. Do you want me to show you around my room? C'mon, I have some new toys..!"

You pointed over to the small table where an array of toys was laid out. Tamaki shyly looked up to glance at them; his eyes soon landed on a pink wand that was marked by your scent. Oh god, as if he needed more temptations to battle. With every passing second, trying to avoid you became impossible. Well, Nejire hasn't shown you around your friends often during your heat. It must be nice seeing a new face.

"Huh..?" Tamaki stares down at you, just briefly. You reach upwards and scratch at his ears. He releases a pretty loud groan and thumps his feet against the ground.

"Bunny, you're so adorable! Won't you play with me?" You take another step closer, and the scent of your heat engulfs his lungs.

"W- Wait, I can't..." He moves another step backward, making you move in his direction.

"What's wrong?" Your eyes scan over his body and notice the tent in his loose sweatpants. "Is it this? Does it hurt, bunny?" Pointing at the bulge, your palm soon instinctively moves to palm him through the fabric.

Tamaki's breath hitches, startled by your touch as he shudders at your hands on him. As a whine leaves his lips, you pull away, thinking that he is in pain, "'m sorry, did that hurt..?"

He sharply exhales and nods, "yeah..." while his rosy cheeks deepen in their color. Perhaps it was the way your hand curiously touched him, trying to explore his new territories. Or maybe it did "hurt"? He'd been “hurting” since he stepped into your home. Tamaki knew the perfect solution to take the pain away; he'd done it so many times before, why did he feel shy now? He seemed to accept your scent and the need to make his claim over you. It was only primal. It was only natural. With your lingering touches, you must want it too, he thought.

"Oh, I can get Mirio to help," You say while facing the direction of the door. Tamaki reaches out to hold you back from walking; his grip on your arm is tight, too desperate and needy.

"No, no. Please don't go," He pleads, giving you a strange expression.

"But you said you're in pain?"

"Yeah, I am, but—" He stares down and smiles to himself, still blushing. "You smell really good..."

"I do..?" Your eyes trail down to his, Tamaki's looking at your tummy — or at least that's what you think. His nose twitches again, inhaling you another time this evening.

You lean into Tamaki, breathing in his scent just as he did yours. Oh, how did you miss it? To any normal person, they would've been indifferent. But, to you, it was a sweet-smelling musk that sent a tingle to your core. You wanted more, your pupils dilated as you locked eyes with Tamaki. He smiled before reaching down to hold your hand. Until you feel warmth return to the pit of your stomach. Oh no, it was starting again.

Tamaki's hand intertwines with yours, afraid to let you go now that he senses your heat intensifying. You thought it would be fine for a few more hours, at least that's what Nejire claimed.

His other hand presses against your soft tummy, trailing down each dip and curve before stopping at your mound. Somehow he acts with a bit more confidence, too mesmerized by your scent now. With a strong need to touch, hold and feel. Anything to get close to your body. You need Nejire, now.

"I—I have to call Nejire... Oh no..." Not yet, not when you haven't gotten the chance to spend time with him. It seems like Tamaki has different plans in store for you.

"I can take care of it for you..." He kneels until he's at eye level with your heat and hikes up the hem of your skirt.

Marveling at the sight of your exposed heat, he peered up with glee. His nose and ears twitched simultaneously as Tamaki remained eager to sink in and devour you. Flattening his tongue, he takes long licks against your slick covered skin. His tongue moved from your inner thighs right to the warmth erupting in your core. Your hands instinctively grasped his indigo hair, trying to hold something but pushing him closer. Until you feel his nose rubbing against your clit, taking in your scent and wanting to melt into your body.

"T—Tama...Ki~" You mewled out as you felt him glide across your folds, collecting and tasting everything on his tongue. A new sensation you've never felt before; it was different from Nejire or any of the toys she'd used on you.

He happily maneuvered his warm muscle to your swollen clit. Darting his tongue across your bud, he feels your thighs tremble in his hands. Soon, Tamaki held your plump hips closer as he stopped you from falling. It didn't take long before you no longer want Nejire's help anymore. You'd forgotten all about her when you saw saliva and your juices covering Tamaki's chin. Attaching his lips to your bud, he suckled on the nub as wet sounds echoed through the room.

Bucking your hips against Tamaki’s tongue, you felt him slip his warm muscle past your folds. He trailed along your delicate skin, soon dipping the tip of his tongue inside your entrance, just briefly before slipping out. His lips curled into a sly smirk against your skin as you shuddered. Peering up, he becomes so enamored at your reactions — at every twitch your body makes and the not-so-soft yelps that messily escape through the grit of your teeth. His tongue soon finds your clit again, this time focusing deeper on your sex.

"O—Oh... Hah... Bunny— Slow down... Or 'm gonna..." You tried to say, instead stuttering over nearly every word as Tamaki quickened his movements on your clit. He didn't seem to care, his ears no longer hung low instead they protruded. Your walls clenched on his tongue as they gushed clear nectar that he soon greedily lapped up.

Panting, you tried to take a step away until his hands grip deeper into your skin. Tamaki's not done just yet, "where ya going, doll?" he dribbled past his lips, "i've gotta clean you up first." He licks your folds clean until only his saliva remains. With each pass of his tongue on your sensitive heat, you tremble softly.

When he's satisfied he pulls away, quickly standing and helping you sit on the end of your bed. Tamaki uses his hands to wipe any of your mess on his mouth, he blushes a deep pink as he realizes what he's just done.

"Oh fuck... I'm so sorry," He says with an earnest and genuine expression on his face. This time, Tamaki can stare at you — at least he doesn't seem too embarrassed. "I mean— You just looked really nice... You probably hate me, I'm sorry..."

"No, I don't," You offer him a warm smile that calms him. "Is that why you were so shy around me?" Tamaki nods to your question. "I—I really liked it too... Can we— Can we do it again?"

“Yeah,” Tamaki takes a few steps closer until he stands directly in front of you.

His hands fumble with the straps of your overall skirt, not used to the clothing. After a few tries, you help him unbuckle each strap and slip out of them. He helps you out of your shirt and carefully places your clothing neatly in your room. When he’s in front of you again, you reach for the waistband of his sweatpants. He stops you with his hand halting your movements.

“Can I touch?” You ask with puppy eyes but Tamaki isn’t fazed by you at all.

“No… don’t worry about me,” He says while gently nudging you on your back. “Wanna save it for later. But now, I just wanna taste you again…”

Tamaki’s hands softly caressed your hips, gently raising and spreading your legs before dipping into your inner thighs. He stared lovingly at your slick as a blush covered his cheeks again, proud at the sight. He lowered his head until he disappeared between your legs, holding them tightly to keep you still.

You can feel his hot and heavy breath against your skin. Tamaki’s lips trail soft kisses along your thighs, stopping once he’s arrived at your swollen clit again. He places one last kiss on your bud before using his flat tongue to lap at any essence that leaked from your entrance. Still sensitive from your orgasm, you quiver and moan with each touch on your clit.

Soon, he removes his tongue from your folds and eases up briefly. His middle finger glides along your slick, teasing your clit gently before plunging inside your warm entrance as you release a soft moan at the feeling. Your walls clench around his finger, sucking him deeper as he moved in and out. Tamaki’s hips buck into your mattress as he tried to build friction on his aching cock. Each roll of his hips matched the movement of his fingers, trying desperately to mimic as if he was actually fucking you.

Leaning down once again, you feel his tongue flick against your clit. Delicate yet sharp touches before he’s attached to it, suckling on your bud. Tamaki’s middle finger curls into your velvety walls, trying to find the spot that makes you clench around his fingers. As he does, your hands claw at his scalp, not too rough but enough for his hips to roll deeper into the plush mattress.

“Mmph~ Hah..! Tama—” You try to call his name, but a sudden warm feeling returns — a flood of ecstasy threatening to spill over again.

Your walls quiver around Tamaki’s finger as he slows his pace to help you cool down after your climax. “fu—fuck,” he says while slipping his finger out of your cunt. He’s too busy peeping down at the annoying tent inside his sweatpants. Of course, he wouldn’t let the opportunity pass. He placed his middle finger inside his mouth, although he knew your taste well, Tamaki suckles on his finger until it was glossy and only stained with his saliva.

“Fuck..!” He hisses under his breath when he’s done. Easing up off the mattress, you see it. A wet spot in the fabric of his pants, right over his clothed tip. The lightest damp patch stained your mattress sheets.

Tamaki’s eyebrows furrow and he seems agitated at the sight. It took you some time to realize as you were still dazed. He’s disappointed; what a waste of perfectly good seed. It’d been so long since he’d done this with someone, maybe he got a little carried away? God, he wanted it inside you so bad. He couldn’t wait any longer, or else it would’ve driven him mad. Tamaki needed to be inside, feel your walls on his cock just as they did with his fingers. If he got really lucky, you could cum on his shaft.

When you asked if he was alright, he simply chuckled and nodded, “yeah, yeah… even better since you tasted so good.” Tamaki eases up off the mattress, he fumbles with his shirt and sweats before throwing them on the ground — hastily and with no care. You follow and sit up just as he returns to his original position. Tamaki raises his hand to gently push you back onto the soft duvet until you stop him…

“Will you let me touch now?” You ask while flashing puppy eyes at Tamaki who can’t resist them.

He nods again, opening his arms as an invitation for you to come closer. Loosely holding onto one of your hands, Tamaki pulls you closer to him. He gazed away shyly as he heard your breath hitch in surprise. His mushroom tip, the same color as his pink cheeks, leaked his clear precum. Veins adorned his protruding shaft as it nestled high with patches of indigo hair covering the base.

Tamaki guides your hand to wrap around his length. He places his fingers over yours, helping you pump along his foreskin. It felt so uncomfortably stiff in your palms. Almost brimming with impatience despite speckles of white along his pink head. You cheekily traced your thumb along his oozing slit, to which Tamaki responds with a sharp gasp.

“Lay back down, doll,” He whispers but ushers you along impatiently. His hand replaces yours as he strokes his cock. Staring down at your heat while nestling in the space between your legs.

Soon, Tamaki presses his tip against the hood of your clit; he closes his eyes briefly and prepares as if it’s his first time. His tip prods your entrance as he enters you, hips easing closer inch by inch. Expletives leave his lips as he stretches you out; you fit so snugly and tight, coaxing him deeper inside you. He caresses along your sides before stopping at your hips and grasping your plump skin.

The sudden pressure invites pain through your entrance despite his skillful tongue making you climax. As he bottoms out — tip kissing your cervix — he holds himself up with one of his arms with the other still attached to your skin. Positioning himself so that you two are face-to-face. Tamaki smiles and stares down at you with unwavering and lovestruck eyes. Until he notices your furrowed eyebrows as you wince through your teeth.

Seeing this, his lips curl into a frown. Now, you're his mate — or you will be very soon, Tamaki hopes it's for life — and the only being of importance on his mind right now. When he asks what's wrong in a caring and tender voice, you trail your hand down to your lower stomach and say, "pain..." He presses his lips against yours, trying to shush any cries that leave your throat.

As a minute passes, he starts moving his kisses along your neck and chest to make you relax. Waiting until your face begins to soften, he starts to move and shifts backward before his hips connect with yours. Tamaki's kisses soon become harsh; suckles and nips into your skin leaves behind light bruises. His teeth sink into a small space on your neck, not too painful but enough for you to release a quiet gasp. You wrap your arms around his shoulders, urging him closer to your body until he nuzzles into the crook of your shoulder. Tamaki's hips move languidly, gently rocking as his cock massages your velvety walls. His breath hitches in his throat as he moans; raspy and hushed, it tickles the hairs on your neck

His sweet touches on your body replaced any pain, soon making your tense muscles loosen. Placing his lips along your jaw, Tamaki tries desperately to hold off the primal urges in him wanting to devour you whole. The way you squeeze tight around his cock nearly makes him uncoil and spill his seed inside, completely swallowed by your slick warmth. His hips start to slow; lifting his head upwards as he slides out of you until only the head of his cock is inside. He peers down at your essence coating his cock, making his foreskin shine under the light of your bedroom.

Tamaki lets out an exasperated sigh, still pissed off from releasing it too early. He can't waste anything this time. You're too distracted by the sight of his ears sticking up that you notice him adjusting your legs too late. He tightly grasps the back of your thighs before pushing them up to your chest. "sh—shit...", he swears as he presses you further into the bedsheets. Burying deep inside you with every sharp thrust of his hips, Tamaki picks up his pace. His gasps became louder, incoherent whines that bounced off the walls of the room. His voice easily surpassed yours with the wave of ecstasy coursing through his shaft.

One of his hands moves from your legs and travels to your chest. Tamaki's palm gropes your breast, squeezing around your flesh until sweet, rich milk starts to flow from your nipple. He leans down, attaching his lips to your bud and suckling as your milk squirts out and onto his tongue. His other hand tweaks your next bud with two of his fingers making more of your milk spew out; the tiny amount that failed to touch his tongue dripped along your breast and onto your bedsheets. Darting across your nipple with the same rhythm of his hips, warmth returning to the core makes you call to him:

"Tama—ki..! Mmph~..." Stuttering out his name must have triggered something in him. As if you were coaxing him closer and accepting him as your mate. Plant his seed, to breed and mark his territory inside your aching walls.

His thrusts become sloppy, balls slapping onto your dripping cunt and soft ass. Slick trickles down your cheeks and splatters onto your sheets as your bodies melt together into one. Tamaki starts thinking of your belly even fuller with his kits and babies growing inside, your tits swollen and plump leaking with milk. The nonexistent images running through his mind made his hips pump into you with vigor. His face, flushed and covered by his wet hair, lifts up as his hands cage either side of your body. Your nails claw into his shoulders and litter his with red indents, marking him just as he did to you.

Tamaki presses his forehead against yours, closing his eyes shut and gritting his teeth. His body stills and then shudders over yours, he loudly grunts as his cock twitches inside your walls. Draining all of his seed and coating you in his scalding white cum. His grasp on your body tightens as if he's worried that you'll run away, he keeps a lock on your body. You give gentle pats on his back, trying to calm him while his chest rose and lowered heavily.

He catches his breath for a few brief moments, reluctant to pull away until he's done. But, like the energetic bunny he is, he can't seem to stay still. Tamaki slips out of you and covers his hand over your heat, careful not to make anything spill. He wraps his arm around your waist and gently turns you over until you're on your tummy with your ass up.

"What—What are you do—doing?" You croak, thighs quivering and weakened with your ass up. You can't kneel on the bed completely so you lay flat on your tummy and peer back at him.

"J—Just one more time..." Tamaki says, already sinking into your warm heat. "Please," Yet, he doesn't give you any time to answer.

His hips piston into you, smacking against your full ass while his hands find their way to your love handles. He grips your flesh in his palms and guides your ass to his cock, just right. "oh fuck—fuck... can't wait, babydoll... full with my— our kits... we'll—nngh... we'll be a big hap—happy family..." Tamaki pants while rambling over you, each thrust pushing you further into the mattress. "don't you want my—my cubs, doll? a big litter..."

Perhaps it was in the moment or your heat making you want more of him, "please... tamaki, i want it—fill me up..." You stutter over your words, but it pleases him. Your walls begin to flutter around his cock, pulsating and squeezing around him. You can't see it, too enamored by bliss, but you feel Tamaki's nails dig into your sides and hear the hiss of his teeth. The whites of his eyes flash briefly as they roll to the back of his head. Mouth agape, a painful whine flees his throat. He does as you ask, filling you up to the brim with more of his creamy cum.

As he calms from his high, he doesn't notice the trickle of his essence that leaves your entrance and runs down your thigh. "you're so perfect for me... i can't wait..." Tamaki's reluctant to pull out, not yet... Instead, he maneuvers your body until he can spoon you. Cock still nestled deep inside you, he wraps his arm around your side and tummy. Exhausted, his warm body lulls you to sleep.

The closing credits of their final movie flashed across the screen as Nejire and Mirio sat on the couch. Mirio's eyes drifted off as he yawned, taking a sip of his beer. Nejire's feet anxiously tapped against the mahogany flooring. Her hands would constantly play with her phone, too worried to actually use it besides checking the time.

It was getting late and the once loud noises made between you and Tamaki had died down quite a bit. She wasn't sure if she had heard anything for the past hour. Her eyes went to Mirio who seemed like he was close to passing out from exhaustion from waiting for Tamaki. Nejire cleared her throat, wanting to dump her racing thoughts, and said:

"Mirio," The blonde's gaze moved from the television screen to Nejire once hearing her call him. "Don't you think we should check on them now? It's getting really late and I'm a little worried..."

"I told you, there's nothing to worry about," He sets his nearly empty beer can on the coffee table. "But sure, we've gotta get going soon."

With little patience, Nejire stands from her seat and begins walking in the direction of your room. A drowsy Mirio follows behind her, stumbling along the way with the amount of beer in his system. It's oddly quiet, not that you were a loud person, but it made Nejire restless regardless of this.

As she approaches, Nejire notices the dim light coming from your room. She knocks on the door and calls your name. There's no response.

"Just open it," Mirio says bluntly while shrugging his shoulders.

Nejire hesitates as she twists open the doorknob, instead choosing to peer through a small gap. It’s a little dark, she doesn’t see you immediately but when she does, her heart melts.

You and Tamaki lay in bed together with bodies intertwined with him holding you in a protective embrace. Maybe this wasn’t a bad idea after all?

“Ha… I’ll just call Yagi and cancel our plans,” Mirio laughs, joining Nejire as she stares.

She almost forgets that you’re both nude until she sees the cum-stained sheets. Squeaking in surprise, Nejire hurries backward and shuts the door lightly.

“She—She won’t get pregnant, right? Right?” Nejire frantically asks, not amused by Mirio’s calmness.

“I dunno… maybe? Maybe not? We’ll see in nine months.”

“Maybe?” Nejire bubbles with anxiety, praying that you’re not. “I thought you said it was fine!”

“Uh—” Mirio scratches the back of his neck with a guilty expression shown on his face. “That was a lie… I kinda got desperate. Tamaki was being a little difficult.”

“But—But we won’t have the time to take care of them…”

“Well, you should’ve thought about that before you agreed,” As Nejire was about to respond, he shushes her. “Shh, don’t raise your voice, it’ll be fine. Cheer up…” Mirio pats Nejire’s shoulders before taking a few steps away from the door.

“Where are you going?”

“You don’t mind if we sleep over, do you? Wouldn’t wanna disturb our new lovebirds…”

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mysicklove · 6 months

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐃

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.

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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a/n: send request, i have no creativity rn :(

cockwarming, gn afab reader

too bad eternity doesn't exist, he thinks with you not moving on his cock. every twitch you make while he's cockwarming you makes his breath deepen. he’s getting so lightheaded holding back, but he’ll ignore the ache and just palm your tits while you're struggling not to move. he's in control at first until you get too needy and start harshly bouncing on top of him and he throws his head back because he’s already so close. he’ll dump himself deep and hot into you then flip you onto your stomach to teach you a lesson about patience.

#( ☆ ) haikyuu #( ☆ ) jjk #( ☆ ) mha #( ☆ ) aot #( ☆ ) smuts #haikyuu smut #jjk smut #sakusa kiyoomi #sakusa smut #choso smut #tamaki smut #jean smut

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yandereaffections · 1 year

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My Hero Academia Masterlist

Izuku Midoriya (Deku)

Coming home covered in blood begging for love

Headcannons

“if you dont love me ill kill myself”

Deku vs Bakugo

Naga Izuku

S/o who is clingy during their period

Punishments

Kidnapped S/o giving up

Jealous S/o leaving hickeys all over him

College Roomate

Siren Izuku w/ Lost at sea S/o

S/o w/ Psychedelic quirk

Poly Uraraka/Deku w/ a S/o who loves to Knit

S/o w/ a Angelic quirk

Not letting anyone else touch his S/o

Poly Nage Deku/Bakugo w/ Harpy S/o

Naga Izuku w/ Crush whos terrified of snakes

S/o who is tired all the time

The Purge + Blind S/o

Poly Uraraka/Deku HC

Nurse S/o

Tough S/o using her quirk to play with kids

S/o who loves his fluffy hair

Bakugo + Izuku with a S/o whos Quirk ends up hurting them

Dating Aizawas daughter

“hows the weather up there?”

Siren

Villain Deku trying to supply his vampire s/o with his blood

Darlings whos accidently morbid and creepy

Finding Crush s/o crying cause they were rejected by someone else

Gifting him an actual heart in a jar for Valentines

Yandere Alphabet: B,D,H,M,O

Villain Deku Headcannons

Comforting S/o who is upset over a character design change

Goth Darling who melts at affection

Comforting S/o who feels objectified

Poly Deku & Uraraka Headcannons

S/o who cant kiss directly in fear of eye contact

Darling attracting butterflies to them with their blood

Kidnapped S/o breaking down in relief that they dont have to worry about school anymore

Kidnapped Darling demanding cuddles when coming home

S/o that demands affection

Darling who loves that love lolita fashion but broke

Poly Kirideku

S/o wearing a lolita dress inspired by his hero outfit

Izuku Midoriya vs Peter Parker

S/o likes to be carried by him

S/o escapes only to come back with fast food

S/o saying "Yo! Guess what I found!!" with a arrow in their shoulder

S/o who jokes they're basically a acrow with anxiety cause they love shiny

"Why would you want me? You could have anyone you wanted"

Bakugo Katsuki

Deku vs Bakugo

Shut in S/o

S/o who has low self esteem due to family

S/o whose friends are affectionate

S/o Practicing their Love Confession with Deku

Accidentally hurting S/os feelings

Unknowingly kidnapping Vampire S/o

Liking Naga Bakugos punishments

Poly Nage Deku/Bakugo w/ Harpy S/o

Werewolf Bakugo protecting his mate

S/o whose parents dont let them have more than the minimum

S/o does illegal quirk cage battles

S/o Revealing her Healing quirk

Tall darling with low self esteem

Parents not supporting S/o after Winning tournament

Quiet crush Kabedoning him

S/o who can beat his ass

Bakugo + Izuku with a S/o whos Quirk ends up hurting them

S/o has a ‘villainous’ quirk

Kidnapped darling ignoring him

Naga Bakugo/Hunted down

Darling confessing to him first

Only being soft for his S/o

Villain Darling

S/o who’s the polar opposite of him

Finding his missing kidnapped S/o in his bed

Kidnapped darling loving him back

S/o who spars cause they want to be pinned

Accidently hurting a low self esteem reader

Bat quirked reader

Aizawa Shouta

Depressed S/o

Villain S/o

NS FW HC

The Purge

Vampire

Drider

Vampire S/o

Demon

Demon Aizawa w/ angel s/o

Life Threatening situation

S/o being forced to be a Villain cause their family is that way

Werewolf Aizawa

S/o who relaxes when he plays with their hair

Thicc S/o

S/o who loves cats just as much as him

Making him jealous from giving all your attention to cats

Cuddling HC

Hawks kidnapping Aizawas S/O prt 2 (prt one on Hawks section)

Shinso dating Aizawas child

Cat like S/o

Stalking celerity S/o

S/o with daddy issues

S/o w/ a Bear quirk

Taking care of his new child

Yandere Alphabet: A,B,E,L,W

Student reader turns out to be the UA Traitor

Finding his S/o tangled in his scarf

Headcannons

S/os personality changes around animals

Stalker Headcannons

Finding out crush sleeps with a eraser head plushie

Tall S/o that pulls him into their chest in every hug

Aizawa falling for a MILF S/o

S/o who was rejected at first before Aizawa fell for them

S/o avoiding him cause they think theyre annoying

Todoroki Shoto

Jealous Todoroki

Yandere Crush

Kidnapping Tourist S/o

“You’ve already made me a victim, no need to make me a liar too”

Naga Todoroki

Yakuza Leader S/o attempting to send a hit on his father

S/o who wants to be a Manga artist more than a hero

Sick Darling

S/o whos clingy during their period

Yandere Alphabet: C,E,K,W

Falling for S/o HC

Villain Shoto w/ civilian crush

Villain Shoto w/ Villain crush

Engulfing him in a hug after a battle happy hes ok

S/o doesnt speak the same language

Tsuyu Asui

S/o’s a fan of hers

Hitoshi Shinso

Siren Hitoshi using his voice to make S/o take their swimsuit off

Naga Hitoshi

Shinso dating Aizawas child

How he would treat you

Dabi Todoroki

Headcannons

S/o who’s unfazed by Dabis appearance

Innocent Baby sitter crush

Witch S/o

S/o with healing tears family constantly makes them cry

Freedom HC

Stealing his drugged crush after a dental surgery

socially awkward and anxious s/o

another social anxiety s/o HC

Celebrating S/os Birthday

Commenting he should visit his mother more

Gentle darling S/o

S/os in a loveless quirk marriage

Loner S/o

Fluff HCs

S/o who has a cruel family

S/o whos so scared of dadi they cry anytime he gets near

Kidnapping his S/o

Shigaraki Tomura

Buff s/o who’s actually a softie

someone hurting his darling right infront of him

Younger sister reader

S/o also has skin problems

Affectionate and loving darling

S/o who only allows him to touch them

Yandere Alphabet: A,B,H,I

S/o w/ a quirk similar to his own

Sick darling

Proposing to him

Finding out S/o is his favorite streamer

Peaceful S/o who hates violence

S/o who looking at him with motherly loving eyes

Breaking down and coming to him for comfort

Gentle darling

S/o saying he takes away their emotional pain

naive and trusting darling

“Do I need to remind you what happened last time you acted out? Because I will if you keep pushing me.”

Someone trying to save kidnapped S/o

Kirishima Eijirou

Headcannons

Fluff HC

S/o who acts tough but is actually really soft

Finding his S/o fighting Bakugou

Poly Kirideku

Getting jealous over how you treat your friend

Momo Yaoyorozu

Headcannons

S/o Spoiling her

S/o wants more stuffed animals but already has a bed full of them

Poly Uraraka/Deku

Poly Uraraka/Deku w/ a S/o who loves to Knit

Poly Uraraka/Deku HC

More Poly Deku & Uraraka Headcannons

Tamaki Amajiki

S/o isnt bothered with being kidnapped

S/o whos on their period

Tamaki + Mirio Poly HC

Vampire

S/o also has Anxiety

Kidnapped s/o insisting on a movie night

S/o is something like the mom of 1A

Seeing his darling is stabbed yet calm about it

Coming home to S/o and their collapsed pillow fort

S/o who loves to cook

Gifting him butterfly hairclips

Hearing S/o saying "Do you have Five wilting Cabbage Leaves instead of a Brain?" to another that tried asking them out

Kidnapped S/o who just stands there after breaking out of captivity

Mirio

Tamaki + Mirio Poly HC

Accidentally bumping into Blind darling

S/o who likes cats but hes a dog person

S/o who has a god level quirk but is a dumbass

How his yandere tendencies are affected by losing his quirk

Darling flirting with other people

Bear quirk S/o

S/o missing school cause they got hurt while fighting a villain

S/o whos soft with Eri

Pregnant S/o who doesnt want to keep them

Rival s/o whos mad at him for taking their spot in the Big Three

Wooing a introvert darling

Villain Mirio

S/os boyfriend left her pregnant

Hawks

Equally clingy S/o

S/o with wings

Cottagecore S/o

S/o with a symbiote quirk

Cat Quirk reader

S/o having a depressive episode

Quirkless S/o whos afraid of heights

S/o who loves the petname ‘kitten’

Hawks Bird habits HC

Soft S/o getting pissed and yelling in Spanish

Bathing with him

Finding out his S/o is pregnant

Kidnapped S/o whos chill as long as they have games

S/o whos dependent and clingy feels like he they dont deserve him

Demon

Vampire

Celebrating Halloween

S/o dressing up as him for Halloween

Purge

Villain Hawks

Comforting S/o whose friend started ignoring them suddenly

Falling for a different heros S/o

Hawks kidnapping Aizawas S/o (prt 2 on Aizawas section)

Almost forcing his Vegan S/o to eat meat

Wings HC

Raising a child

Vegan darling HC

Dealing with s/os teacher who doesnt treat them right

Raising a teenage child

Darling who has separation anxiety

Soft S/o whos tall and buff

Feral Headcannons

Shy, Awkward reader

Bat quirk S/o

Miruko & Hawks x reader Headcannons

Preening S/os wings

S/o who has self harm scars on their legs TW

S/os scared of birds

Hero s/o hates the hero commissions

S/o has a affectionate pet bird thats a little shit to keigo

Foreigner that hardly speaks japanese

Shy S/o thats scared of his wings

S/os cat loves hunting/playing with his wings

Yandere alphabet K,P,T

Yandere alphabet A,D,E,L

Hunted down

Overhaul

S/o who has a body pillow of him

Trying to get him on a normal date

Angel

S/o whose power ultimately harms them

Darling ends up pregnant because of him

raising a child

S/o is as much of a clean freak as he is

Yandere Alphabet: A,B,I,K,W

Calling him a crow because of his looks

Escaping with Eri

S/o is a escape artist

Naga Overhaul

Kaminari

S/o scared theyll get zapped if they touch him

S/o who loves affection but is shy about PDA

Using him as a shield against socializing with others

Finding out S/o is Kirishimas sibling

S/o who isnt given gifts often

Werewolf

Yandere Alphabet: A,B,J,W

S/o who loves him just as much

Would denki hurt anyone or punish his S/o

Sero

Darling confessing their love to him

Yandere Alphabet: A,K,S,R,T

Tokoyami

Finding out S/o goes out to feed cats with Aizawa and Shinsou

S/o going out of their way to spend time with them

Cuddling HC

Crush is Bakugos sister

Iida

Finding out S/o wonders out at night

Jealous HC

Koda

S/o who also has a animal quirk

Miruko

Chubby S/o

Miruko & Hawks x reader Headcannons

Nejire

Headcannons

Jirou

Headcannons

Mina Ashido

Headcannons

Inko Midoriya

Headcannons

Introducing deku to their new sibling w/ s/o

Average day with her

Haunted house

Rei Todoroki

Headcannons

Soft and quiet darling

Introducing her new child w/ s/o

Calm S/o yelling for the first time

Aoyama

Protective S/o

S/o likes his french

Deku

NS FW alphabet

Submissive

Naga Izuku

Praise Kink & Sugar Mommy S/o

Aizawa

NS FW HC

Werewolf Aizawa + Breeding

Feral

Incubus

Neko s/o going into heat Ropework

Favorite Position & Breeding kink

Poly Erasermic

Poly Incubus EraserMic w/ S/o

Todoroki

NS FW alphabet

Orgasm control, BDSM

Dabi

NON-CON + Incubus Dabi TW

End of the world + Breeding

Poly Dabi/hawks

Poly Incubus Dabi/Hawks w/ S/o

Shiguraki

Favorite Position

Praise/Body Worship

Tamaki

Sugar Daddy & One thing that would instantly turn them on

Hawks

Cockwarming and creampieing

S/o likes it rough slightly

Breeding/Heat HC

Using his Feathers as a form of bondage

Breeding season

Extra Heat HC

Male S/o First Time & Corruption

Overhaul

Virgin S/o

Kaminari

Using his quirk during sex

Inko Midoriya

Lingerie & Bodyworship

Rei Todoroki

Foreplay Headcannons

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starstruckgrrl · 5 months

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MORE TAMAKI🙏🙏🙏

who am i to deny you 🫡

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?

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.

#anime smut #mha #mha smut #my hero academia #tamaki amajiki smut #sub tamaki #tamaki amajiki x reader #tamaki smut #tamaki amajiki #tamaki x reader

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bleach-your-panties · 4 months

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🌶️/🍰/🍫 (your choice on which one) for Tamaki, please? (Sorry; am braindead rn--)

🍫🌶️Tamaki has always really liked you - ever since you joined his class in your second year.

You're academically bright and your presence lightens up a room, much like how his best friend Mirio does. The two of you are the sun while he is the darkened side of the moon.

Which is why it doesn't come as a surprise when you and Mirio start dating.

Tamaki is devastated because he wants you all to himself.

You are completely unaware of Tamaki's crush on you, though.

So when he asks you over to his dorm room to study for an upcoming test, you don't see the harm in it.

That is until he's got you pressed up against your bed's headboard, your skirt rose high on your waist and your panties around your ankles while he finger-fucks you roughly.

His long, dexterous fingers are covered in your slick while his other hand covers your mouth, concealing your loud whimpers from Mirio who's on the other side of your door asking if you want to go grab dinner.

His indigo bangs brush your cheek and his long tongue flicks out to lick up your tears.

"Only me, bunny. You'll cum only for me from now on. Right?"

#tamaki amajiki #tamaki amajiki smut #tamaki smut #tamaki amajiki x reader smut #tamaki amajiki x reader #tamaki x reader #tamaki amajiki headcanons #tamaki dark headcanons #💗💗🍡°mha headcanons #💗💗🍡°mha masterlist #💗💗🍡°just for funzies #💗💗🍡°ask box #💗💗🍡°mooties #💗💗🍡°yfneccentric #dc divider edited by me #heart divider by cafekitsune

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alpples · 4 months

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Tamaki slipping into domspace during the deed?

pairing: Tamaki Amajiki x fem!reader

word count: 0.7k+

warnings:| overstimulation, monster sex(?), tentacles, fem!reader, domspace-ish (that's what I was going for but I’m not exactly sure if I did it right), fingering, clit simulation, a bit of nipple play, cum eating and aftercare for reader. |

//this is my first time, so it won't be that good, but I hope you enjoy!//

summary: Tamaki is usually a submissive bottom, but he wanted his dominate top to lay down for once and just let him please her like she usually does to him, but he got a bit carried away.

Tamaki being the poor boy he is just wanting to please his fem lover for once. And having a talk with you about it, you were okay with it and let it happen the following day, The poor baby he was shy at first barely doing anything but as he got used to it and got into the mood it just clicked for him. The sweet kisses and delicate touches till he made his way to your cunt, which was now drenched in your own arousal making your underwear uncomfortably wet. For this especially he ate octopus and turned one singular finger into an octopus tentacle for you he first ran it along your cunt. First stunned by how hot and wet you looked for him before he placed the wet and slimy tentacle over your cunt to cup it, and without knowing there was a suction cup that laid beautiful over your clit, covering it completely by the size difference. Once he noticed this, he focused on the particular suction cup and make it do its purpose and suck. It sucked hard on your clit, and due to it being so sudden it made you arch your back and moan. And once your back laid back onto the bed he stops the cup from sucking and when you least expect it, he made it suck again, this went on and on before he was satisfied, and mainly due to the fact that there was a safe word, but you didn’t use it. Meaning you liked it. Then when you were calming down from your overstimulation (but not cumming) he placed the tip of the tentacle into your dripping wet cunt, making a puddle under you. You moaned slightly enjoying the slight stretch of the tip.

“Mm..” then without warning he shoved the rest of his finger inside you leaving your wet clit and pussy lips open to the cold. You moaned as your back arched off the bed against his finger finding and hitting your sweet spot instantly. He smiles down at you, at this point too far gone in how your body reacts to him and this interesting way to use his quirk. His cock throbs due to being turn on greatly by how you react but he’s not done with you yet, he fingers you with the tentacle fast and hard. If you really wanted him to stop or slow down, you’d use the colors that y’all also established beforehand but you're not, you're lying there and taking it. After you cum about twice on his finger he pulls out his aching cock. All wet and throbbing, precum leaking out of the tip ever so slightly before turning his cock into a tentacle like appendage. You blush and drool slightly at the sight. He slowly enters your still slightly too tight cunt as he moans with you. He stretches you deliciously as he goes down to suck on your nipples. After some time to allow you to get use to his length he starts to fuck into you, once more sucking your nipples but now this thumb somehow at some point found your clit rubbing circles around the sensitive and slightly puffy nub. You moan as your back once more lifts into the air, the pleasure being a bit overwhelming for you, due to being used to toping and not being so much on the sub side.

Tamaki was loving the feeling of your cunt around him once more, it made him moan and whimper at the feeling of your warm, moist walls sucking him in, asking him to cum deep inside you, but of course he’d never do that without your permission. At this point your both a moaning mess, you’ve came on his cock at least three times already and he’s still not done with you and surprisingly he hasn't came yet. But just then he pulls out roughly and rests his cock on your stomach, cumming on it while some landed on your breast and chin. After a few minutes of calming down Tamaki gently picks you and almost as if a second nature he licks his cum off your stomach, boobs and chin before cuddling you close. Once more after a bit he takes you to clean both of you off, properly in a bath and afterwards you two cuddles in bed as you watch a movie before falling asleep in one another's arms.

#tamaki smut #tamaki x reader

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gojou-violin · 9 months

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catch your breath

| 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.

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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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