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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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koishiro · 17 days

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mood board for keigo takami(hawks)?

Dating keigo takami <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : thank you for the ask! i hope this is okay!! 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅

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thehusbandoden · 8 months

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You Flinch During an Argument -Amajiki Tamaki

A/n: so sorry this took so long! I had a good thing going but my power went out and it got erased </3

I do think this one's better though. Technically this is the third legitimate try <33

Edit: I'm trying out a new format for my info.. is it better or worse O.o

General info:

Wc: 1,176 words | angst to fluff/comfort | Character/s: Tamaki Amajiki

Warnings!: loneliness, snapping, flinching, a little bit of crying. Please let me know if I miss any! <3

The night was cold as you sleepily flipped through your journal, not wanting to write but knowing you should. The entries from the last three months have been short and filled with a dull ache of lonliness. They lacked the usual length and warmth you poured into the pages, ranting on about how sweet your timid Tamaki is and how much you adore him and his ever lasting warmth.

The rambling would go on and on, but now you wrote a paragraph or two about how your life has been 'fine' and that Tamaki has been super busy- if you wrote at all.

There was one or two that held multiple paragraphs of your frustration and not knowing who to blame- knowing that it wasn't Tamaki's fault that there weren't enough heroes to protect the innocent of your large city.

Tamaki was doing his best to protect the defenseless, and you admired that- but the dull ache that sat in the pit of your stomache couldn't go ignored much longer.

Sighing, you closed your journal, standing up from your desk to head to the living room, deciding to talk to Tamaki tonight.

Four hours later Tamaki walked through the front door, tall form drained from exhaustion as he made his way inside, already stripping off his hero gear.

"Tama?" You call, poking your head out from the living room to sadly smile at your Tamaki.

"Oh. Hey y/n." Tamaki yawned, dropping both his cape and mask onto the floor as he dragged his feet towards your room, tossing his belt onto the kitchen table before moving onto taking off his gear further.

"Wait, Tamaki!" You call, stopping at the bottom of the stairs as Tamaki paused, looking back at you.

"Yes bunny?"

"Ummm.. can we talk?" You ask, smiling at the nickname Tamaki gave you the first week into your marriage- though he later admitted that he thought of it when you two were simply friends but was too shy up until that point-.

"Baby, I'm really tired.. is it important?"

"Yes.. it'll only take five to ten mintues."

"Okay baby, where do you want to talk?" Tamaki yawned.

"How about the living room? I can give you a shoulder massage while we talk if you like." You smile, causing Tamaki's eyes to shine as he smiled down at you.

"I'd like that."

After you were both situated you started by squirting some lotion on your hands before spreading it onto Tamaki's left shoulder, immediately noticing his many knots.

"Okay bunny, what did you want to talk about?"

"Oh.. so I know that you're working really hard and are really tired.. and I also know that we haven't had us time in a while.. so I was wondering if you could take a day or two off? Not much, just a day or two would be fine."

Tamaki was silent as you bit your lip in anticipation, hoping you didn't upset him somehow.

"Y/n.. are you serious?"

"Y-yes?"

"Do you know how many people might be dying right now? I can't just laze about spending time with you because you're feeling lonely. Why don't you go hang out with some friends?"

"T-that's not the same.."

"How so?"

"I want to spend time with you Tamaki. You know, my husband?" You scoff, starting to get annoyed.

"And I want to spend time saving people y/n, why don't you stop being sensitve and start thinking about other people?"

"But I've been holding my feelings back for months! Please! I'm just asking for a day- even a few hours is fine!"

"Y/n. No. Now if you're done I'd like to get to bed."

Jerking his shoulder away from your touch, Tamaki started standing up.

"But wait Tama-"

"No. I'm disappointed in your selfishness y/n."

"Wai-"

"Stop."

"Pl-"

"I said stop!" Tamaki hissed, turning around to face you within a second.

At the sudden movement and change of tone you flinched back, tears gathering in your eyes as you stared up at Tamaki, eyes wide.

As Tamaki glared down at you he froze as you flinched, heart immediately breaking as he saw the tears in the corners of your eyes.

"Y-y-y/n I-"

"I-it's okay Tamaki.. you don't need to say anything. I get it. I-I'll just go to bed now."

"B-but y-y/n.." Tamaki whimpered, guilt consuming him as he watched you walk away.

"Y-y/n.. I'm sorry.."

You quickly got in bed after hurrying up the stairs, wiping at your eyes as you clung to your pillow, staying as far away from Tamaki's side as possible.

You awoke the next morning to the sun shining in your eyes.

Wincing, you turned around to feel for Tamaki, forgetting all about last night and the dreadful few months.

After feeling how cold Tamaki's side of the bed you sighed, memories coming to you in flashes as you stared at his side of the bed.

Wiping away the stray tears, you got out to get ready for a day worse than the one yesterday.

After getting dressed you made your way down stairs, deciding to get on top of your piling to-do list to help get your mind off of Tamaki.

Stepping into the kitchen, you stepped back at the sight of a lavish breakfast filled with all of your favorites spread across the newly cleaned kitchen table.

"T-Tamaki.." you whimper, looking at your beloved with tearful eyes as he guilty studied you with his indigo orbs.

"Y-y/n I-"

You interrupted Tamaki as you rushed into his arms, clutching the back of his shirt, desperate for comfort from the man you've grown to adore.

"Y/n I- I'm so so sorry." Tamaki mumbled, burying his face into your hair to mask the tears falling from his eyes.

"I forgive you Tamaki, I know you were just over worked and didn't mean to take it out on me."

"I promise you- I really didn't me an to, a-and I feel terrible about it."

"Shhh it's okay baby.. I already forgave you. We just need to reflect on what we did wrong tonight and make sure not to do it in the future. Next time, I'll wait until you're less exhausted, and you'll make sure to remind me that you're too tired, mkay?"

"O-okay.."

"Now baby.. why are you home? Don't you have work?"

"Nope, I took the next two weeks and a half off. I know that it won't make up for the months of loneliness, but I'll try to be better, I"ll take less shifts and make sure to only leave for emergencies when I'm off the clock.

"Alright, that's a good start."

"I may need today and possibly tomorrow to sleep.. but I cleaned the entire house -besides our room- and looked at your to- do list and did a few of the bigger things on there.. oh and I made us breakfast.."

"Tamaki. I love you. So, so much."

"I love you too bunny. I'm really rea-"

"Shh, I already said I forgive you. Now, let's eat!"

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myheromedia · 11 months

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Izuku and Tamaki in Team Up Missions

#bnha #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #boku no hero manga #izuku midoriya #deku #bnha manga #team up missions #bnha team up missions #tamaki amajiki #mha tamaki #Suneater #mha suneater #TUM

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nishiyako · 10 months

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Sex Addict (NSFW)

Pairing : Hypersexual!Amajiki x Reader

Tags : Blowjob, Hair pulling, Slight Femdom, Friends w benifits, dorm life

Summary : Tamaki explained that one night that he was hypersexual. He feared that this would bring down the friendship, except it only made it better. One night, Tamaki comes stumbling into your room just for you to eagerly help him out.

Tamaki has walked in your dorm room for the 5th time this week, while drunk he explained that he has hypersexuality and he conffesed that it would drag down the friendship, it surprised you for your preception of him was a timid friend who never liked talking about sex, little did you know that even the slightest mention of it turns him on.

You we're stressed and lonely, so it was a perfect match.

He walked in sulking, bulge in his pants. He looked at you with eyes like he was apologizing. You assured him it was fine, and you'd be more than happy to help. "Don't you think it's pathetic or something..?" He asked sheepishly. "No, I think it's kinda hot," you said, walking towards him.

"Just tell me if you don't want to!" He said, panicking as you inched closer,

"Just let me work my magic," you said as you got on your knees.

Tamakis back was pressed against the door preventing anyone to enter as you started tying your hair in a ponytail, his face was flushed red while he twitched in his sweatpants, you pulled them down and his cock springed up immediately. You smiled and licked your lips as Tamaki sighed under his shakey breath.

He thought you've alredy gotten annoyed but he loves seeing you so eager to help him out, you licked and kissed up his shaft, he was sensitive and desperate, even your smallest tounge movements made him whimper.

He was shy but he wasn't shy to make noise and he defenetly wasn't scared of telling you what he wanted. he begged for you to suck his dick already. He spent almost an hour contemplating about this, and he can't wait for it any longer. All he wanted was your mouth around him, so that's what he asked for.

"Just suck my dick already.." he begged, his shakey voice making it sound less threatening. You started slow with licking his tip and suckling on it ever so slightly. His desperate whimpers made you want to spoil him even more.

Before he knew it, he was already down your throat. he was starting to go crazy for you, he was going crazy for the warmth of your mouth, the spit driping down your chin, the buldge in your throat, the way you bobbed your head up and down. He could list these forever, but his mind was starting to go blank.

He loved your wet and warm mouth around him, your tounge stroked his shaft as one of your hands ventured in-between your thighs, they reached under the oversized hoodie you were wearing, and under your thin panties.

Tamaki heard you making noises aswell, he looked down as he watched your hand move slightly and repeatedly while between your thighs, "Are you... touching yourself?" He asked with a heavy breath throughout his sentence. You nodded your head between the bobbing as you hummed as a 'yes'.

He cursed under his breath as you felt him twitch at the information. You got off to his sweet sounds, and he sounded so thankful cause he had you in his life. Before, the most he'd do was multiple rounds using his hand or a flesh light, but now he's got something intimate with a close friend.

He tuged at your tied hair as he was close, his legs were restless as your tongue moved faster, and his whimpers grew louder as fluids started dripping down your thighs.

"Fuck! I'm gonna.." he said with a cracked voice and a breathless tone. you deep throated him, gagging. Your mouth filled up as some of his fluids dripped down your chin.

His whines were music to your ears. He tugged on your hair as he started to chant your name in praise. You always knew how to make him feel good, so he'd always trust you to help out with his needs.

Tamaki came down as he softened in your mouth. He pulled up his pants as you swallowed and cleaned what he had left on your tounge.

Disclaimer : I am NOT sexualizing sex addictions/hypersexuality, I've experienced these myself, and it sucks as it starts to take over your days and break some of your relationships. I just wanted to write some raunchy fics!

#mha smut #mha tamaki #tamaki x y/n #tamaki amajiki smut #tamaki amajiki

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fountainofrubies · 11 months

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The out of control Suneater / Tamaki Amajiki x Fem reader 18+

tags/warnings: Explicit sexual content, orgasms, quirks, tentacles, constriction, pain, genital descriptions, She/Her

🍋 Tamaki has missed you so much that he can’t wait to play with you. You try your quirk on him for the first time, not knowing your own strength. You turn him loose with extreme amounts of arousal thanks to your gaseous quirk. The shy and quiet Tamaki that you know seems to take a backseat. Unable to control himself, he becomes aggressive with you.

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Weeks later from the 7 minutes of Heaven game that you two shared, there have been quite a few steamy make out sessions and a good bit of play between you and Tamaki. Every chance he gets to be with you, he’s there, although he is usually uptight and rather nervous. It’s been almost a week since he had been able to be with you intimately though. You missed him a lot during your trip, but you’re glad to be back.

While on Patrol today, Tamaki stood frozen after seeing your approach. We lost some of the progress with Tamaki’s comfortability in you two’s relationship that was gained before your trip. That, coupled with the fact that your appearance was not planned, had Tamaki tense and stressed when he saw you coming. Quickly jumbling in order to come up with something to say, he exhaled in relief when you started talking to him first.

“Tamaki! It’s great to see you! I know that I didn’t tell you that I’d be back today, I wanted it to be a surprise!” you say cheerfully as you hug him.

“It’s good to see you too.. and it worked, it’s definitely a nice surprise.” He mumbles and his smile is a little wobbly, but he really means it. He’s thought about you nonstop while you were away. “Since I’ve got the green light to go home, would you like to come?” He asks, holding his hand out for you to take. So you do.

“I’d love to!” You smile warmly. You pull a candy out of your pocket, unwrapping it. It’s his favorite. He opens up as you reach towards him to put it in his mouth, making him blush as you touch his bottom lip with your thumb. It makes him laugh softly as he starts to chew it.

As you walk, you come to an area that is usually free of people and traffic as you get further away from the bustle of the city. It looks quiet, as expected. As you two keep walking, you pull Tamaki with you when you get to the specific area that you had in mind. You go down the long alley way, and turn down another stretch, pushing him up against the wall softly, you gently kiss him while rubbing his shoulders, eventually reaching his elbows with your fingertips. He wraps his arms around you as he kisses you needily.

His voice low and shaky, but full of needy passion, he tells you, “I’ve missed this so much.” His moans come softly as you kiss his neck. As you pull away, his breathing calms. “How was your trip?”

You reply, “It was great! I learned so much about my quirk and it’s even stronger now! The teach asked me to hit him with it at half speed and it gave him so much nausea that he was useless. Before I went, it would take me giving it my all to affect someone like that!”

Tamaki praises you, “Great job! You really took training seriously then! I’m curious as to what all you could do to a person.”

You blush when he says this because you have been thinking about wanting to try something in particular on him. He notices, raising one of his eyebrows in a questioning way. Feeling pressed to explain, you admit “I’m sorry if I’m acting weird! I have been fantasizing about trying certain things on you.. and I guess that was the first thing that came to mind for me when you said that.”

He started to fiddle with his fingers as he responded. “Well.. what did you have in mind?”

You ask him outright, “Tamaki.. can I try my quirk on you? There’s an aspect of it that I want to test.. but I haven’t really had anyone I could test.. this type of thing on..”

Knowing that your quirk is like a gaseous excretion and that you affect people, and animals in various ways according to your will, he asks you, “This thing you want to try.. it’s naughty isn’t it?” He waits for your answer bashfully.

You smile “Yes.. yes it is.”

He fiddles more with his fingers. “Well.. I’m willing.. I mean, you have full control right? Like if something went wrong?”

You nod, your eyes shining. “I can nullify the effects.. or change what you’re experiencing. Sure.”

“Okay then..” He definitely looks nervous as he watches you curiously. His eyes widen and he looks away quickly after he sees you reach under your skirt and pull your panties down, taking them off.

You lean forward, kissing Tamaki gently. At first his lips are tight and tense. With some effort, his lips soften and cooperate with yours. You inhale slowly, taking a deep breath in and then you dose him with a very large hit of your quirk, giving him everything you’ve got.

After a breath or two, he begins to fill with an intense heavy desire that aggressively overtakes his body. His muscles begin to tense up, as he steps backwards, his heart pounding. His eyes are very wide as he slowly looks over at you, roughly flooding with intense need as he stands up straight, rigid, locked into position. He’s trembling, locked into this position, gritting his teeth. He moans through his gritted teeth, furrowing his brow as he continues to desperately battle for self control. His erection feels massive, throbbing like never before and it is the most blindingly intense, gripping erection that he has ever felt in his life. Seconds pass as he continues to tremble, his breathing quickening. He’s looking at you with an extremely desperate amount of need. As you come closer to him, his eyes follow you, locked onto yours. It takes quite a bit of effort, but he manages to get a sentence out. His entire being feels like it is about to erupt and his voice sounds like it is falling apart at the seams. “I don’t want to hurt you…” he says in a panicked and shaky voice. His entire body is flexing as he holds fast, making him groan as uncontrollable urges come to him in waves, drowning his attempts to control himself. His breaths become very strained and deeply desperate as his body begins to quake.

As impressive as his ability to control himself thus far truly is, you quickly deliver a message to him that you hope will free him from the raging battle he is fighting within himself to forcibly control his body. “If anything goes wrong or gets too dangerous, I’ll use my quirk to control the situation, I promise…” You continue, “Tamaki, let go.” Reaching down, you firmly squeeze his cock throw his tunic, letting go immediately after. With a huge gasp, Tamaki’s moves come reflexively and automatically, the intensity dizzying. In the split second that it takes for all 5 of the thick tentacles that are zooming towards you to wrap around you, coiling up all around your entire being, encasing you, a loud sound rips out of Tamaki’s throat. He’s half screaming, half growling as he whips you into the wall behind you. The tentacles take the impact as they protect your body from any damage. The sudden impact does surprise you though, making you gasp as more adrenaline releases into your body. Not even a second passes since your gasp of dark surprise before Tamaki is already on you clutching your arm as he peers at you looking extremely hot and bothered. You’re at his eye level, being held inches above the ground. No time is wasted as tentacles shoot from his other hand, grabbing his clothes, pulling his tunic to the side, twisting it up and securing it so that it will be tucked out of the way. Other tentacles grab ahold of the lower half of his body suit and rip it apart, revealing his skin and his large, throbbing cock. It looks even bigger right now, and it was already big to start with.

As his tentacles shrink back into his free hand, he pulls the slick liquid seeping out of the head of his cock down its length, all the way to the base. Moaning, he repeats the actions rapidly, which coats his cock in the largest amount of precum that he has ever produced at one time ever before. Immediately, he penetrates you. While he is grabbing your shoulder, the first two thrusts are moderately paced but strong, making you bounce as his body makes contact with you. After that, he moves quickly, grabbing your waist with his free hand as he starts fucking you as fast as he can. Whimpering in between his choked, desperate moans, he reaches towards you, unable to think about anything but the pleasure. He grabs the back of your neck with his free hand, pulling himself close to your ear, growling as he holds you roughly, “OH!~ AH! You feel so fucking good!” His voice is aggressive, despite the loud moans, sending a chill down your spine. His pace has become punishing. His moans are spilling out rapidly, turning you on more and more as he rails you.

As for you, you only seem to get wetter and wetter. Your cheeks are becoming red. You gasp for air. Tamaki looks down at your body as he continues to thrust into you roughly, and although it takes him a few seconds to process it, he notices that he is constricting you far too tightly with his tentacles. The parts of your skin that are visible are all glowing varying shades of red. You’re aware that you’re being squeezed tightly, but you’re so caught up in how Tamaki feels inside of you that you ignored the uncomfortable pressure. You’re still gasping though, and Tamaki starts fighting for control of his body again. His thrusts are still coming as he tries to let go of you with his tentacles, but he’s having issues. He feels a fresh wave of panic as he realizes how little control he really has over himself now. He screams out, as he tenses his body with everything he’s got, trying to force control. He goes rigid, his open hand hits the wall beside you just above your shoulder as he tries to lock himself into a steel stance. Unable to stretch his arm all the way out so he can wrench himself away from you, he thrusts into you again greedily, even more quickly, grunting and moaning loudly. He continues to try to pull out of you but it’s just not working for him. He thrusts into you once more and pressed up against you with force, hoping that going forward and freezing would work better than trying to push himself backwards or pulling out, and for a second it does.

As he’s pushed all the way inside of you, his nose is inches away from yours, his breath spilling all over your face in bursts. He looks like a wreck, mouth agape watching you as he fights himself, his body screaming at him. His stance doesn’t budge an inch but you do feel the tentacles around you trembling as he works as hard as he can to loosen his grip on you. But then, suddenly, you feel a crazily dizzying sensation that makes you choke out a heavy, wet, sob of a moan, followed by many more of them. There’s rapid movement happening inside you as his quirk manifests, it feels like your insides are spinning. Tamaki groans as his member contorts, spinning wildly as you're drilled by some sort of tentacly, phallic concoction. There’s no way to know exactly what is happening in there, but you feel extremely full up as whatever it is that keeps thrusting forward wildly, writhes inside of you, only to feel like it retreats back into the original shape of Tamaki’s cock for just a second before it repeats again and again. You choke out another sob as Tamaki looks at you, eyes wide with shock and panic, his breath desperately wild. “Please..”, he pleads, his voice shaking, “Help me.”

Just as soon as those words left his mouth, you sprung into action, blowing a strong, cool stream of air into his face to hit him with enough force to affect him quickly as he gasps and moans. The dose takes effect very quickly as the tentacles wrapped around begin to turn you loose, his tense body slightly hunches toward you as it relaxes. He grabs you with his free hand, holding your shoulder so that you’ll meet the ground without stumbling as you slip out of his hold, all of the tentacles retracting.

Regardless of the dose of calm you just hit him with, he still looks scared as he blurts out the words, “I’m so sorry..” He has a heartbreakingly hurt look on his face that cuts you to the core. “Are you hurt?” He looks distraught.

You shake your head no as you nearly tear up. You respond to him, “No Tamaki, I’m sorry.. That was so selfish of me.. You felt so good that I just let you go at it. I was so lost in how amazing you felt that all I could think about was your every move.. I wasn’t even thinking about how you must have felt..” Now the tears are coming, you feel them freshly rolling down each of your cheeks. “I used my quirk so carelessly.” Your face is so hot as you whimper, “I care for you deeply, Tamaki.. how could I do that to you?” Your lip trembles.

Tamaki strokes your cheek. “Heyyy,” he says, suddenly soft with you, on a mission to comfort you, focusing hard on succeeding at it. “It’s okay, it was an accident right? I just didn’t want to hurt you.. I was terrified that I was going to.. It’s okay.” He wipes your tears away and then holds your cheeks. “I’m okay.. I just panicked when I failed to gain control. I was squeezing you so hard…. I.. I was scared to death that you might pass out or something and that I wouldn’t be able to stop to even help you.. I don’t know, I’m just sorry..”

You sniffle as you let out a sigh. “I’m sorry.. I thought I’d ruined everything.. I thought for sure that you’d want nothing to do with me now after I did that with my stupid quirk. I feel so embarrassed.”

He leans down and kisses your lips, romantically even, as his tongue enters your mouth delicately and then retreats back into his. “Your quirk is amazing. It’s a part of you, it makes you who you are. It’s so powerful and it felt amazing. I just need to have a bit more control, bunny. Hit me with it again, just not full force. I’ll let you know if I want a little more or less as needed. Can you do that?”

You nod, hopeful that the experience will end on a much better note. You reach up and kiss him again, giving him a smaller dose than you did last time.

His eyes roll back for a split second and he looks at you again. “I want you so bad.. So bad.. As if I didn’t already want you enough..”

“What?” you ask, understanding what was said, but craving more information on the subject.

Feeling dizzy with desire, Tamaki isn’t even thinking about his nerves at this moment. He’s breathing slow but deeply, hissing as he inhales here and there, curling his lip a bit as it happens. Now he’s moving slowly to your side as he reaches forward and kisses your neck. He falls into the moment, no longer caring that you'll know the things he’s about to tell you. His hot breath bathes your neck as he whispers to you, “I’ve been thinking about being inside of you ever since you left. When I see you regularly, I have to make myself come multiple times before I even come out to meet you. It’s the only way I can get my body to be less obvious when I stand near you.”

You swallow, your throat is tight and you feel a little dizzy yourself. “Tamaki? Is that true.”

He nods slowly, up close in your face. His gaze and his movement are both slow and sensual. He licks your parted lips, running his tongue softly across them. “Give me some more.” he says lowly, making your heart beat fast. You blow at him, just a bit, stoking his fire.

He opens his mouth as he places his bottom lip in between your lips, breathing openly as he pauses. As you suck on his lip gently, he moans, the hot air heating up your face. Your hot, wet center is aching for him. You’re starting to tremble yourself, his sex appeal feels so dense and heavy. He moans again, bringing his lips together, initiating a sloppy kiss. He sticks his tongue in your mouth. “How about just a bit more? I think I’m close.”

You shoot a just a bit of air into his slightly opened mouth and he takes in a deep breath, closing his eyes and pausing. “Let’s leave it here.. like this.” He groans as he touches your lips with his thumb. “I want you. Are you gonna let me have some more of you now?” His voice is soft but it’s also sexy as hell. “Yeah? Can I fuck you now?” He strokes his cock a couple of times, moaning.

You are a puddle. Putty in his hands. You whine as you moan your “Yes” to him. His cock is long, thick and throbbing. Breathing heavily, he grunts as he pulls his tunic back up, tucking it back in how he had it before. He picks you up, grabbing your leg and placing it on the side of his hip so you will lock them around him.

You’re ready to beg yourself. “And your tentacles? Will you hold me again?”

He blushes a bit as he smiles, his tentacles obedient and gentle, wrap around you, becoming tighter as he lifts you very slightly to hold you in place. He enters into you again, moaning shakily, pushing into you slowly, throbbing repeatedly. After a few soft strokes, he begins to speed up. His heart is racing. He’s full of heat, his hips greedily returning to you every time he pulls away. His grunts, moans and whines are coming constantly now, in a very random order.

You ask him as you whimper, groaning as he thrusts into you. “The last thing you were doing to me.. can you try it? I was very close at the end there..”

He thrusts in a few more times and starts to engage with his quirk similarly to how it felt like it was moving before, starting slowly, not having used it this way ever before. It feels amazing as he repeats the movements, now moving in a consistent pattern. Not even one whole minute later, you feel pressure growing as he continues, moving a bit stronger as time continues. Now you are moaning repeatedly, sounding off alongside him. He grunts and whines with just about every stroke now. You tense up and curl towards him in every way that you can, he begins to shuffle the movements even more firmly and faster. An orgasm ripples through you, as you tremble while he presses his whole body up against you. The sight, the sensations, the sounds you’re making, you bucking as you squeeze his cock repeatedly, all of it only pushes him that much closer to the edge. He returns back to the way he was fucking you before, his cock pulsing as he grinds into you with intensity and deep need. He begins moving a lot faster, and the sounds he is making start spilling out at a pace that matches his speed. “Im about to come. I’m gonna come..” he informs you urgently as his movements start coming in sloppier and sloppier, his grip tighter as he rapidly slaps into you. He wraps his arms around you, still using the tentacles with one hand, grasping you tightly with the other as he plunges into you choppily, moaning loudly, riding out his extremely pleasurable orgasm. He holds you until his breathing begins to settle and he puts you down afterwards. He begins to fix his clothes, sighing at how he ripped his bodysuit earlier in order to shove his cock into you. He fixes his tunic so that the large hole is covered, laughing as he meets your eye. He holds out his hand towards you. “Come on, I’ll walk you home.”

You take his hand and ask him, “Will you sleep with me tonight?”

He puts his arm around your shoulder as you walk and he kisses you on the side of your head. “Yes. I’d love to.”

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Ships in the Night: Tamaki Amajiki

Kinktober Day 3

Warnings: Rated X. This content is intended to be viewed by those aged 18 years or older. If you are a minor, please do not interact.

Contains: Dominant reader. Male masturbation. Voyeurism. Handjob. Male orgasm. Overstimulation. Dacryphilia (crying). Begging.

Author's Note: All characters are written to be aged 18 years or older because I am an old fuck. :)

It had been days since you had even seen each other.

Suneater was an up and coming hero, and he was on call practically 24/7. He was exhausted by the time he got done with his patrol shifts, and he was often called away in the middle of the night to handle villains. You, on the other hand, were going strong in your own career, and you were just as busy as him. You both worked an insane amount of hours, and you rarely ever had time to spend on yourselves, let alone each other. Even though you lived together, you were like ships passing in the night.

Amajiki had been exhausted at work. He was out of it, barely able to hold it together as he walked down the street. So now here he was, walking into his apartment earlier than usual because someone had noticed just how tired he was. He practically fell into bed after tugging his shirt over his head and changing into his pajama pants. He had every intention of going to sleep right then and there.

But then he rolled over. He caught the scent of you on your pillow, the smell of your shampoo tingling his nose. You, his wonderful partner, the one he hadn’t even seen in a week. Even the scent of you brought so many sensations to his body and mind, and his arousal twitched to life. Tamaki tried to ignore it. He tried to just roll back over and go to sleep. But now, you were heavy on his mind, and he couldn’t stop thinking about you. Your scent. Your touch. Your kiss. You flooded every corner of his mind, and he couldn’t help but grind against nothing but his pajama pants.

He gave in to his own needs, and he picked up his phone to find something to watch. Just something to take the edge off, just something to help him feel better until you could get your hands on each other. That would be enough.

Amajiki started to stroke himself. Up and down, faster and faster as he continued on and on. His breathing got heavier, and he could feel himself on the verge of falling over the edge into sweet orgasm. But he just couldn’t. There was something missing.

And then it walked through the door.

The bedroom door opened, and Tamaki started to panic. What were you doing home this early? You weren’t usually home for several hours. He had such an urge to escape this situation, somehow. But there was no escape. There was no way out. He just sat there, face glowing bright red and stammering, “Um–, uhh–” over and over.

In your view, you saw him sitting up against the headboard, looking up at you with warm cheeks, his dick hard in one hand and his phone in the other. You just sighed and smirked, your own cheeks warm now, too. He was so cute, so handsome, the way he looked up at you so innocently. You couldn’t help yourself now. You sat down in your spot on the bed. “Shh,” you hushed, brushing a hair out of his face. “It’s okay, baby,” you whispered, pulling Tamaki onto your lap. You looked up at him, stripped and twitching with excitement. You grabbed his thighs, kneading the muscled flesh that was there. With one hand, you traced gentle lines along his thighs. With the other, you held his face. You began to gently kiss all over Amajiki’s face, over his neck and his chest. “You’re so good, sweet boy,” you cooed. He whimpered a little, both at the nickname and at your touch. “I know, baby,” you said between kisses. “I know you’re so frustrated. Why don’t I help you out, hm?”

He nodded frantically. “Yes please.”

You smiled up at him. “That’s my good boy,” you said, kissing his lips gently, but still deeply. The kiss lingered, as it lit up your body for both of you. He was desperate for your touch, and Amajiki was squirming on your lap, subconsciously trying to entice you to touch him sooner. You laughed quietly into the kiss, and you wrapped your hand around his length, now throbbing with desire, his arousal leaking from the tip of his cock.

You could feel yourself twitching, too, wanting desperately for him to feel good for you.

You stroked once. “Good, baby,” you cooed up at him. “You’re doing such a good job for me.” You stroked again, and then a third time, and he whined above you as his cum dribbled from his cock and over your fingers. Amajiki whined loudly, and he squirmed as he made his pleasure known. “Oh, honey,” you whispered. “You were so pent up, huh? You needed that, didn’t you?”

Amajiki nodded again. “Mhm,” he hummed, still squirming and breathing heavily. You saw the blush creep from his cheeks to his ears. He didn’t want it to be over so soon, but he didn’t know how he was supposed to keep going, especially with how sensitive your touch always made him.

You continued to stroke him, Tamaki’s cum dribbling from your fingers. He moaned and whimpered, so much more sensitive now than when he started. “Do you think you can cum again, Tama?” you asked, your free hand caressing his face.

Tamaki nodded furiously, and you smirked to yourself. You started to stroke again, more gently this time, and he whimpered above you. You were so fascinated by him, unable to take your eyes off of his face. Suneater, the fierce hero, falling apart for you at every turn. You were fascinated by him, by all the sweet noises he made as you stroked time and time again.

It was so much. He was so sensitive, and the feeling of your hand around him was so intense. And somehow he just needed more, more, more than he thought he could handle. He grabbed your hand and held it tightly, his grip fervent, but wavering as Tamaki’s pleasure washed over his body. He leaned forward and kissed you, and you could feel his breath heavy on your face.

When he pulled away, you saw the tears welling up in the corners of his eyes. And now Amajiki was embarrassed for an entirely different reason. You were pressed up against him, kissing him so sweetly, making him feel so good, and here he was crying? He wanted to scold his own body for betraying him like this. But it was just so much. He couldn’t describe it any other way. He just felt everything in every corner of his body, and he loved it, but it was just way too much.

“Hey,” you cooed up at him, stopping your stroking for a minute and stroking his hair. “Do you need me to stop?”

“No!” he answered, just as frantically as he had been before. “No, please. Please touch me more!” His hips squirmed on your lap, and you quickly recognized that he was trying to thrust in your hand.

You smiled again. “Okay, honey,” you said with your smile plastered across your face. You started to stroke again, and Amajiki sighed at your pleasure. He quickly wiped the tears from his face.

“Please,” you heard him whisper, “please, please, please.”

“You’re doing so good, baby,” you cooed at him. “Your cock feels so good in my hand. You’re making such pretty noises for me.” You caressed his thighs and hips, and he rested his forehead against yours. Truthfully, he meant to lean in and kiss you, but everything was so intense in that moment that his mind went blank. “I want you to cum for me, baby,” you pleaded. “I want you to feel so good for me. You’re such a good boy for me.”

And just like that, his cock was leaking around your hand again, his white semen covering your fingertips as Tamaki whined and whimpered and squirmed. “Good job, baby,” you whispered, mere centimeters from his face. It was then that his lips finally crashed into yours.

As Tamaki came down from his orgasm, you leaned to find his shirt discarded on the floor next to the bed. You wiped his cum off of your hand, and you pulled the blanket up over his shoulders. “I miss you,” he confessed, his head now resting on your shoulder. Your fingers ghosted over the skin on his back, and his chest rose and fell heavily. “What are you doing at home?” he said, not picking his head up.

“I got out of work early,” you said. “I wanted to surprise you.” You wrapped your arms around his waist and locked your fingers behind his back.

“Mm,” he hummed, nodding his head. His body became heavy on top of yours. “‘M tired,” he confessed.

You sighed a laugh, and you said, “I can tell.” You kissed his shoulder, then up his neck, and then his cheek. “Why don’t we take a nap?” you suggested.

Tamaki sighed and nodded, and he allowed himself to fall off your lap and onto his side of the bed.

You fell asleep with your arms wrapped around his waist, holding him as closely as you possibly could.

It was the best sleep Tamaki had gotten all week.

This work was written by Abigail "Billie" Rothenberger. Please do not copy this work on Tumblr or any other platform.

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