#tamaki Amajiki smut

[dollyichi]

tamaki fucks like a weirdo when you break him out of his shell like all tongue out and shit i love him bad. bangs covering his eyes, like he looks so disheveled and insane. comes along the breathy chuckles too because it’s as if he’s ‘doing something bad’ is why. and then you both cum and he’s all cuddly and clingy

the type to get so lost in it that if you guys were fucking in public he wouldn’t even know if someone’s there who would catch the both of you. he couldn’t hear you at all even when you try to pull him by his hair to turn his head around but he wouldn’t budge. he’d just moan like a freak and further burry his face on your chest cause let’s face it, he likes a little pain…

[angel-sweets666]

Tamaki amakiji headcannons nsfw and sfw

SFW

Tamaki likes to cuddle into your thighs or belly, there just so soft

he whines until he gets his cuddles, he literally feeds of cuddles.

likes to have his fingers played with, he likes getting his fingers and palms kissed.

likes small chunky dogs ie bulldog puppies

he would rather kiss you then you kiss him, it gives him a feeling of purpose

Tamaki wants to be hand fed like a baby, like you sit in his lap and hand feed him the food he eats for his quirk.

because he wants to be positive but is so socially awkward, he probably wants you to be positive but quiet around him because it makes him feel better

is good with kids, he’d be a good dad

probably would date a girl in the 2nd or 1st year of UA, he’s too awkward with 3rd year girls

his nicknames for you are common “baby, sweetheart, bubs” ect

NSFW (only a few)

Probably likes positions were he can see your face (missionary, lotus, mating press)

He whimpers, like he’ll bury his face in your neck while holding you in a mating press and whimpers in your ear.

likes to eat you out when he’s bored, with your consent ofc

when he’s frustrated from either jealousy or hero work, just give him a blowjob and he’ll calm down

will push down on your belly whole fucking you and will try to feel his dick go in and out

likes your boobs, he likes to suck on them, play with them. Sometimes even makes breast feeding jokes but is never serious

[uravitypng]

tentacle monster tamaki amajiki x (chubby) reader

KINKTOBER: tentacles (obviously)

word count: 400+ words / mdni ! +18 i've been ill for the last few days and it suuckkss so i haven't wrote as much as i wanted too :(

"tama' feel s' good!" you slur your words, holding onto your boyfriend for dear life after you've slipped from the safety of the rock you where perching on.

his indigo hair was tickling your face and neck as he buries his face in the crook of your neck, face red and whimpering, his large cock constantly hitting that spongy spot inside of you, making you both lose your mind. your pussy feels so warm wrapped around him that he can't help but pull your soft body even closer to him.

"y-you feel s' good t-too bunny." his breath against your skin making you shiver. "are you cold bunny?" he asked concerned as he sees you shiver and you do your best to shake your head.

"no, no 'm okay," you wrap your arms around him even tighter and lull your head against his shoulder. amajiki takes a deep breath as your head brushes against his sensitive pointy ear and his thrusts increase in pace.

"that's g-good pretty," he says in reply.

the suckers of his tentacles were all over your body, two of them focusing on your nipples pulling them and making you whine loudly. you buck your full hips up against his trying to match his movements unsuccessfully, consumed by overstimulation.

amajiki's letting you have control of your arms while you circle your arms around his neck but he's pulling your legs apart, a tentacle on each ankle as he opens them wide, each trust into you makes your body jiggle, causing more precum to leak into you with every bounce adoring the way you look on his cock.

one of his tentacles moves against your ass, playing with your opening but not entering. the two that are on your nipples suctioning harder and harder making you scratch his back, unaware of what you're doing too caught up in the pleasure you're receiving.

tamaki feels your walls spam around him and knows you're close so he focuses on your clit. he uses one of his dark magenta tentacles to rub around your clit, brushing against you and making you squirm before switching to sucking in time with his two other tentacles that are focusing on your breasts. you come soon after that, screaming loudly as you do and luckily you're so far away from any humans that no one will hear the scream that came from you, tamaki twitches in you and both of you know that he'll follow you, unloading in you, with a small cry.

[tamaki-kisses]

xoxo !

ORDER #4 : fem! reader , sexting , perv tamaki , mutual masturbation , nosebleed

WORD COUNT : 2.2k

HUNGRY FOR MORE? : buffet entrance

if anyone were to ask tamaki how he’d possibly gotten in this situation, he really couldn’t say.

he set his phone down on his pillow, the still lit up screen faced down for very good reason. your messages remained unanswered for the time being. like he’d just stepped off a spinning carnival ride, their contents gave him an adrenaline rush paired with dizziness that made it hard to think.

but he knew that he’d gladly get back in line to go again.

this had started with you asking him about notes from today’s lecture, just some nice casual conversation that he still could barely keep up with. it was no different than how it was in the classroom.

“mornin, amajiki-san!”

he would be left with his heart racing just from hearing his name float from your pretty lips, struggling to think of what would just be terribly dry responses despite his best efforts.

and then there was the flirting, at least, what hado always assured him was you being flirty with him. whatever it was, tamaki found himself reduced to a sweaty mess that struggled even more to converse with you. he’d trip over his long thought over words as his ears glowed red as if to announce to the whole world how embarrassed he was.

none of this attention was unwanted. god, he looked forward to it like nothing else. he just resented being so anxious and awkward around you and an umpteenth number of other things.

tamaki took a deep breath in hopes of steadying himself and let his stomach do flips as he retrieved his phone, the humiliating chat still pulled up.

you had detoured from school related pleasantries and went on to question him about an, er, certain staring problem of his when it came to your chest.

he never realized you noticed, never realized that he wasn’t amazingly subtle.

and oh god, tamaki had wanted to react with confident denial, but he really couldn’t. it was an acute observation and all he could do was pathetically text back a vague panicked apology.

that was something he knew how to handle. kinda.

he’d bear the mortification of his own doing and promptly ignore you as you would probably prefer.

but then you almost breezily dropped another bombshell.

you said you liked him, always had. and he could have a “closer look” if he wanted.

he was convinced that all had to be a cruel, well deserved joke even after you continued to insist on the sincerity of the statement and offer.

were you telling the truth? did you really mean it?

it seemed more likely that you would be itching for the chance to rightfully humiliate him for being a peeping perv and would do so the very second he gave you the opportunity.

but if that wasn’t the case…

this would be the first time that tamaki was graced with the sight of breasts that weren’t drawn by someone’s hand or on a screen littered with ridiculous advertisements that made him want to close the browser all together.

now just how many of his daydreams had been inspired by the cleavage that shaped your blouse?

you texted him again after he still hadn’t managed to respond, quipping something about him fainting which wasn’t too far from the truth.

fuck it.

tamaki’s hand trembled as if to disagree with him and made it difficult to finally type out his response. just the fact that you were seemingly waiting on him to say something made it even more enticing.

he knew his eventual answer was laughable especially after the unintentional buildup, but he didn’t want to mess things up somehow.

his cock immediately twitched against the confines of his pants when you immediately responded. the seemingly excited text from you stared back at him and his hand clutched at his comforter.

it was a painful few minutes before an image loaded into the chat.

a surprised squeak was ripped out of tamaki’s throat and he couldn’t help but instinctively shut his eyes to avoid the promised lewd picture.

boiling blood rushed to his already pinkened cheeks, the rest making his cock even more lively as he already began to get hard. he sat there in the black nothingness with sweat beading on his forehead and excitement growing in his core before actually opening his eyes.

“oh god-“

you were beautiful; exposed skin radiant and soft looking against the background of your sheets. that aspect really did clench his racing heart, just getting to see something as simply intimate as your bedding.

but who was tamaki kidding? he couldn’t stop staring at your ti- breasts. they were so plush and lovely, he could barely keep himself still as he looked and looked.

by then, he was fully erect. it was that easy. should he still feel like a pervert even now as you happily supplied him with a “closer look”?

when you asked for his thoughts, he was honest as he managed to text back; you were very beautiful and it was even better than he could have imagined.

tamaki groaned out loud, very glad to be communicating from a distance so you didn’t have to witness his unbearably awkward demeanor outside of text.

you thanked him and even the way you typed was enough for him to picture your sweet face saying it. then with zero sense of modesty, asked if he was horny.

and there it is, just when tamaki started to collect some of his jumbled thoughts, you had him spinning again. he glanced down and the obvious tent that’d been pitched in his pants was almost mocking him.

he told you the truth, he was hard, in the simplest of terms, over the picture.

ugh. he could barely stand himself after sending that. it was a painful response and reinforced the blatant miracle that he now had your boobs on his phone screen.

you simply asked to “see”, like it was his homework answers rather than a raging erection.

that rather forward question made him more than a little lightheaded, but it was also the moment his nerve induced stillness broke and he reached down to his crotch-

tamaki inhaled sharply and let his eyes flutter shut again as his hand ghosted over his clothed dick with unneeded haste. the tightened skin of his cockhead was beginning to be inordinately sensitive towards the material of his boxers.

his favorite pair of grey fleece sweats were suddenly causing the awkward but comfortable warmth to turn into overheating.

he went ahead and wrestled the pants off, telling himself it was just because they were too hot now and not at all because he was actually considering fulfilling your request.

of course not…

sending a picture like that back to you was wildly irresponsible and inappropriate, to say the least. it was definitely not the behavior for a high ranking student body member such as himself.

but then why was he still holding his phone as his other hand rested on the shape of his erection.

he wanted to know what you’d think of the bulge in and the once glaring anxiety surrounding your opinion was being pushed away by desire that was growing quicker than a wildfire.

with an especially unsteady hand, tamaki told you to give him a moment.

the picture was surprisingly easy to take once he got over the hump of opening the camera app. of course, he still managed to overthink about angles and shadows and such.

after a couple, a lot, of tries, he was as satisfied as he was going to get with what he had.

tamaki felt like he was going to be sick as he sent you a picture and watched the typing bubbles pop up before disappearing. and appearing before leaving again.

the waiting was the least desirable part of this experience and it felt like it was forever before you replied.

it was worth it.

you were more than happy with the simple picture of his clothed erection. the sweet praise poured down straight to his crotch and he gave himself a desperate squeeze.

that’s when he noticed the sizable wet spot forming on his boxers, most certainly from the precum already dribbling from his tip.

“oh, jeez…”

he groaned under his breath and couldn’t help but pull himself out, finally freeing his hard cock.

it was convenient timing as you had gone ahead and sent him another picture.

this time, it was a new and unexpected venture, something else for tamaki to lose his mind over.

it was you sprawled out on your belly and gazing at the camera with an indefinable expression, propped up on one arm while the other held up the camera to capture your ass.

the perfect tantalizing slope of two cheeks was uncovered by the skirt he was used to seeing. the only clothing, even your cleavage was bare and smushed against your bed, was a small piece of shimmery rose colored material.

a thong, he realized.

his brow and hairline was swiftly becoming damp due to an embarrassing amount of sweat.

tamaki swiped uselessly at his bangs and continued to admire the picture. he let his thumb rest on his phone screen before he realized he was blocking some of the image.

once again, he found himself strangely paying attention to minuscule background details like the color of your bedspread and rug.

he couldn’t get used to how intimate this all was.

but his intense gaze always drifted back to your ass, of course. he felt like he was almost in a daze as such an image was burned on his humble phone screen.

by some miracle, he managed to steady his hands enough to give you an almost decent response. he struggled to find suitable words for a feeling that he couldn’t even name yet.

his nerves were only sated by the distant thought that you might actually enjoy his obvious struggle to overcome awkwardness during such a lewd situation.

tamaki didn’t think he’d be able to deny your very eager request to see an even closer look at his manhood. it was already red hot and ready to go…

by that point, arousal had to be like a thick overtaking fog muting the anxious and responsible spots of his brain.

he did the impossible and snapped a picture that he had to send before inevitably being swayed to delete it by second thoughts.

your finicky typing bubbles mocked him for the longest time as you wrote up a response to what he sent; his weeping cock in all its glory, taking on the appearance of heaviness due to the severity of the erection.

droplets of milky precum had even landed on his exposed thighs, glistening against fields of dark hair under his dim bedroom light.

his balls, swollen and aching with impatience, hadn’t missed out on any attention either.

you telling him that this all had resulted in your “cunt pulsing and nearly creaming everywhere’ and making you ‘slip in a finger’ was what pushed tamaki past the point of no return.

like letting go of a long held breath, his free hand ghosted down his chest to take steady hold of his plump cock. heat and sweat poured off of every inch of his body.

his hand took barely restrained drags up and down the length of his shaft, letting himself indulgently swipe the wet tip of his cock every few strokes.

as he did so, he imagined every single one of your sweet features that he got to see everyday and peaked down at his phone to gaze upon the ones he’d only just met.

tamaki found it surprisingly hard to protest against letting you see the action, but before he could record something, you made his phone buzz with an attached audio message.

with a heavy sigh, he limited himself to pressing lightly on his balls as he played the newest gift you’d sent him.

he could barely focus on one sound; your quick-as-a-rabbit gasps, distinctly carnal breathing… mixture of drawn out and cut off moans accompanied by very telling slick slippery noises.

tamaki was done for.

his frenzied heartbeat was thundering in his ears, overpowering and overwhelming. said ears were heating up by the second. he was hot, so hot…

he feared that his head might actually explode for a moment but all he felt next was a bit of wetness coming from his nostrils.

one brush with the back of his hand showed blood.

he was too caught up to even just pause whatever was happening and simply grabbed a tissue… and began to jerk his cock again with his free hand.

this time, he went harder. he let himself quit thinking and allow something almost purely primal to take over.

his frequent grunts and the wet slapping sounds his dick was producing occupied every inch of his room as he got closer and closer.

he wanted it all to last longer, forever even, but even that wasn’t enough to slow down in the slightest

somehow, tamaki managed to maneuver through his phone and began to record. the filming was unsteady, but he managed to capture the moment he came with a guttural and relieved groan.

several thick streams of cum spurted from his fat cockhead, the arches of white reaching an impressive height before making a gooey warm mess on his belly and thighs.

oh yes, you were in for a treat.

[bokunoheros]

ཐིཋྀ KINKTOBER DAY 4 - praise kink : tamaki amajiki

warnings : praise kink, reader calls tamaki “tama”, oral (reader receiving), service top tamaki, kinda vanilla tbh

word count : 500

🐙 note : oh my tamaki my sweet sweet tamaki

tamaki loves fucking you in missionary; he gets to see your pretty face and hold your body close to his. the feeling of your warm skin on him is something he can never get enough of, face buried in your neck with his arms wrapped around you. your nails run down his back and he groans into you at the feeling, pushing his hips ever deeper into your cunt.

“tama, hmmm that feels so good” you moan into his ear deliciously. he swears he can feel himself throb at your words, his face getting even more red and the heat rushing up to his cheeks. he squeezes you and gently retracts his hold, worried he might be crushing you. he doesn’t quite know his own strength, even in bed sometimes he thrusts a little too hard or goes too deep, and he’s big. not the most lengthy but god is he thick, so thick that you feel like you’re being split in half, the feeling almost engulfs you.

“ahhh-tama-tamaki… so big, so full, fuck it feels amazing, you’re so amazing baby”

tamaki can hardly handle praise outside the bedroom, finding it embarrassing when fatgum tells him he’s done a good job at evacuating victims of a villain attack. yet, he finds himself pushing his limits to get you to tell him such a simple sentence, always going the extra mile when eating you out and dicking you down. he’ll spend hours between your legs just to hear you say that he’s a good boy and that he makes you feel good.

something about the way you say it fills him with pride, something he typically doesn’t have. it makes him feel like the only man in the world, the only man in the world who can bring you to your climax. the thought that someone like him can make someone like you so pleased is everything to him—he wants nothing more than to be your good boy who can bring you all the pleasure you need.

“m’gonna cum tama, don’t stop, please don’t stop oh my god”

with a newfound vigor tamaki pours his all into making you cum, pushing his hips in a little deeper and faster, angling your hips up more, slipping his delicate fingers between your thighs to apply pressure onto your aching clit. anything to get you to feel good.

as he brings his head up to meet you and leans in for a kiss, you eagerly accept it and moan into his mouth. your tongues dancing just like your bodies, you hold onto his face and break away giving him kisses on the cheek.

tamaki is a good boy, he’s your good boy.

[mzzledmutt]

“who’s my good boy?”

cw: NSFW, dom!reader + sub!men, jerking off, edging, overstimulation, phone sex

notes: all characters are 18+

“who’s my good boy?”

“i am!”

he’s vocal and breathless, bordering upon whimpers as he strokes his twitching cock. he needed you, tied of the near two hours of torture you were subjecting him to. he was frustrated that you chose to run errands instead of staying with him.

your solution wasn’t helping either.

with his phone on speaker and his private gallery full of you, your voice carried through the room as he strokes himself. you’re ignoring him, talking about your day as you run errands. he’s on the verge of sobs, quickening the pace of his hand.

“plea—please fuck! i wanna cum!”

“i’ll be so good, wanna be your good boy!”

“as i was saying, this poor little cashier gets chewed out by the older lady and just starts bawling. i felt so bad, poor thing.”

he’s desperate, growing overstimulated from edging for so long. he’s so close, the pressure in his stomach becoming too much to bear. his thick cock leaks rivulets of precum, only adding to his pleasure.

“are you about to cum?”

tears prick his eyes, a hard lump lodged in his throat. he grits his teeth as he tosses his head back, shutting his eyes. “n-no.” he lies, squeezing the base of his cock to prevent himself from spilling over.

“what a shame, i was gonna let you.”

izuku midoriya, TOMURA SHIGARAKI, shōtō todoroki, DENKI KAMINARI, tamaki amajiki, keigo takami, tōya todoroki, kenma kozume, KŌTARŌ BOKUTO + tōru oikawa

[mysicklove]

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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[crushmeeren]

ᝰ MY HERO ACADEMIA ‣ ‣ ‣ take me home

⇣ ༝ ⇣ ༝ ⇣

༝ ᭝ ༝ bakugou / fem reader / kirishima ༝ ᭝ ༝

༝ ᭝ ༝ bakugou / fem reader / todoroki ༝ ᭝ ༝

⇣ ༝ ⇣ ༝ ⇣

༝ ᭝ ༝ bakugou katsuki ༝ ᭝ ༝

༝ ᭝ ༝ kirishima eijirou ༝ ᭝ ༝

༝ ᭝ ༝ todoroki shouto ༝ ᭝ ༝

༝ ᭝ ༝ amajiki tamaki ༝ ᭝ ༝

༝ ᭝ ༝ todoroki touya (dabi) ༝ ᭝ ༝

༝ ᭝ ༝ shinsou hitoshi ༝ ᭝ ༝

༝ ᭝ ༝ midoriya izuku ༝ ᭝ ༝

༝ ᭝ ༝ kaminari denki ༝ ᭝ ༝

༝ ᭝ ༝ multiple MHA men ༝ ᭝ ༝

[heartofjasmina]

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.

[bleach-your-panties]

OH BET! For the smut prompt game and because of reasons, what about Amajiki and “We’ve been at it like rabbits, how are you still horny?!”

Thank you for this request, anon-chan!

Prompts here and here. 18+ MDNI.

A shiver ran through your overstimulated body at the feeling of Tamaki’s sharp nose poking at your jugular.

His arms held a tight grip around your waist while his canines grazed over your collarbones.

Your sweat-slickened bodies were so close together, warm and sticky from your multiple combined orgasms.

Pussy spasming around his long, slender cock that was still shoved deep inside of you, already hardening again just from tasting your flesh against his hungry tongue.

“T-Tama..babe..” You tried to wedge yourself out of his hold, but Tamaki was having none of that. He only gripped you tighter and began bouncing you along his cock once again.

You threw your head back against his shoulder with a loud moan and fisted a thick clump of his dark blue locks in your hand.

That only made him whimper and moan louder than you had. He loved when you were rough with him.

One muscular arm loosened from your waist only for two slender fingers to slide down your belly towards your pulsating button.

“So wet for me, bunny. You're such a good, slutty girl. Cumming over my cock and fingers so many times, making a mess of our bed.” 

He circled those expert fingers around your clit in a face-paced circle motion while thrusting harder, making your thighs slap against his. It was so loud, hot, and downright erotic.

“Oh, Tamaki, fuck!” 

He angled his dick right against your spot and before you knew it you were gushing over him again, your eyes seeing nothing but a blanket of black as you slumped down against his chest.

His dick slipped out of your hole and plopped against your thigh with a wet squilch. Tamaki had been stuffing you full for the past two hours at the very least. You didn't even know how you were still conscious at this point.

“Tama…we’ve been at it like rabbits! How are you still horny?!” 

The indigo-eyed male’s cheeks flushed crimson along with the rest of his normally pale, milky skin. 

In apology, he began peppering soft, wet pecks across the expanse of your neck and shoulders.

“P-probably because of the rabbit meat s-stew that you made for dinner…” 

Your pupils blew wide at the realization.

“Oh…oh…You're right…”

[dollyichi]

ONLY KISSES . . . tamaki amajiki x f ! reader. m—dni / period cramps are a pain in the ass / making out / established relationship / suggestive / both are pro heroes / not proofread

you whimper on the couch of your shared apartment. everything felt sore.

you just got home from an early morning patrol. your boyfriend’s just about as done too. as much as you were excited to spend time with him, you just had such a foul mood because of the pain.

you wrap yourself up in a hoodie you found and curled up. “just come home.” you mumble. as if almost on cue you hear the bell chimes from your front door. “i’m home…” you hear him say.

the cramps started again before you could even welcome him back.

you lay there in silence. you just weren’t in the mood. “baby?” he calls out to you but you stay quiet. he was sure you were home, and with furrowed brows he walks around not noticing your quiet presence on the couch.

he jumps when he sees you. you looked so cute curled up like that—but the visible discomfort on your face was much more worrying. it’s almost the end of the month so he knew it was your time. [as a good boyfriend should!]

he doesn’t say anything and sits down beside you. pulling your towards him so he could cradle you in his arms. placing you down on his lap and nuzzles his head on the side of yours to comfort you.

you ease up, taking his hands and placing it where it hurts. “cramps.” you say, and he already starts massaging it.

you sigh leaning onto him further. “i missed you.” he coos at your affection.

“should we move to the bed? i’ll carry you.”

you shake your head, “no… cause then i’d want to fuck you.”

“didn’t stop me before…” you couldn’t help but laugh at him. you just weren’t in the mood for anything but you’re content with him just touching you, like this, so sweetly. pressing on with his finger tips. letting you guide his hands where it hurts more but he couldn’t help but like one of his hands linger.

trailing up your tummy and you just stare up at him. he stops when he realizes and hugs you tighter. “s-sorry! force of habit…”

not getting to fuck him was worse than getting a broken leg.

“i saw you in a poster earlier. i thought my boyfriend’s so cool!”

“i didn’t even know i had one.” he frowns, “they probably took that mid action…” he protests.

you squeal, “even cooler! i knew i should’ve ripped it off and took it home.” he shakes his head and sighs. “that- that’s too embarrassing!”

you try your best to turn around. leaning on his arm, just enough to see him. he was pouting. definitely not a fan of his lover being hurt. “i brought you home some snacks by the way, but you can eat them later.”

“we can share! thank you!” you wrap your arms around his neck and kiss his cheek. you’re straddling his lap to see him better.

what really takes the cake was when he just looked especially good today. and he smells so good, you wanted him so bad but you’d rather get him to fuck you properly when you feel better.

“tamaaa~ i really wanna fuck you but it just really hurts today.” it’s better if he’s not worried either.

tamaki thinks you’re so cute though, getting everything he could in him not to give in. “don’t temp me… i only want to take care of you today.”

this time it was your turn to pout. “then, can you kiss me?” you smile at him so innocently, but the only one innocent between you was your lover who nods without a second thought. though a whimper leaves his lips while it quivers, because he already knows you too well.

you lean in, giving him a quick peck. he’d chase after you, eyes shut asking for more and you’d giggle and plant small kisses on him. it was just like that, kissing each other so gentle and sweet. his hands on your waist while he lets you take the lead and use him however you wanted.

gentle and sweet, until you start to whine. deepening the kiss while you entangle your fingers tips to his hair. wrapping your thighs on his waist and adding extra weight and he’s doing his best not even to let his cock twitch.

“tama…” you’re calling out to him so desperately against his lips he couldn’t help but moan with you. giving you access to suck on his tongue.

it was so messy and needy. he’s doing his best to hold on your waist so you wouldn’t grind on him. but you could feel him. hard and eager and you’re smiling in the kiss because even then you’re winning.

you both pull away for a moment and he’d still have that bruising hold on you.

“you just know how to get me…” he says it as if you did something so unfair. you caress his cheek, planting more kisses. “wanna kiss more?” you ask. and he’s out of breath, this time he’s desperate. hands shaking as he gripped your skirt doing his best not to push it up and fuck you.

as he said he never minded it, but he didn’t want to force you for his sake. he already knew when you kissed he’d feel your brows furrow when your foreheads touched.

“only kisses today then please…” he begs, as if he could short circuit anytime now.

do not copy, plagiarize, translate, or repost my works

[malthegal101]

Tamaki Amajiki x GN! Reader!

Author's Note: Goodness this one just flooded out of me from who knows where?!

Content Warning: 18+ MDNI! Includes: Tamaki grinding against a pillow and it's GN! But I did use sweet inviting hole towards the end! :,]

He's never too far behind you, shuddering at the possibility of another person talking to him when he doesn't have the words, the energy or the time. Where he doesn't have you by his side, to take care of that for him.

He doesn't know exactly when or where it started, or if its always been there but, Tamaki Amajiki loves to be taken care of.

He wants to be coaxed and cooed over, he wants you, his dear, his love, to love him and cherish him. Ruffle his hair like you would to a little pet, let him look up at you with those darling eyes that are pleading for a little something more, let him cling and hope and play at your side.

Gosh he wants it, rolling his hips against the air, pillow squished and mended by his weight and sinking thighs.

He needs it, needs you, wants you to tell him how good he's doing, how dirty this is, how cute he is like this.

Pulling at the ends of the pillow for something to cool that pooling of heat that sits at his belly and drips out between his thighs.

He imagines it's you underneath him, humping and grinding against the you he's envisioning, in his daze it's you who's making his cock go red with tears. He recalls the way your tight hole squeezes around him, milking him for every bit he's worth, he chases after it like a starved man.

He imagines you'd tease him with a giggle and he shudders out another moan, he needs more, so much more.

He doesn't think anything can get him more desperate than this, him and his fat cock obscenely dripping all over his pillow as he tries to angle his hips just right.

"Hngh! Agh- my cock- 's too much!" He calls out for you, he wants you here with him, to take care of him, make him so fucked out and delirious he can't talk right again.

Wants you to fuck him into the mattress till he's cumming thick ropes under you, wants you to take all of this filthy neediness, drain it out of him so he can stop thinking about you slamming into his tingling cock that's weeping out for you.

Fuck every single bad and good thought out of his head, wants to be filled, surrounded and swept up in the haziness that is you.

Oh, poor Tamaki, there's no satiable amount of you he can grasp. Even when you have him bucking his hips wildly into you like all his instincts and lust have truly gone off the rails he can't help it.

Cumming once isn't enough, he has to keep going, has to keep feeling the way your sweet inviting hole clenches around him like he doesn't have any other purpose or sense of self.

Has to keep filling that tight warmth up to the brim, till he's crying for you to keep going and to stop, till he's so slutted out of his mind that all he can think about is the way you wrap around him so perfectly, how you take care of him even though it's never enough.

Poor Tamaki, he can never be satiated! :(

[uravitypng]

Hello! For kinktober: fivesome with Shoto, Katsuki, Neito and Tamaki x fem reader? 👀

I imagine that at the beginning, before all the real action starts, Bakugo, Monoma and Todoroki (especially the first two) argue among themselves about who goes first and who can give you the best orgasms, so Tamaki takes the opportunity to start fuck you while the others are distracted

you just want some dick. you have a feeling this isn't going to happen for awhile if this keeps on, "you fucking extras won't do shit. i'll be the one she'll be coming back for." bakugou argues with monoma and todoroki.

todoroki stays mostly silent compared to the other two as monoma continues to escalate the situation, "oh please bakugou she's going to beg for me" he sneers.

"half n half is so inexperienced and you are just such a dick that you won't even care about her pleasure." bakugou bites back.

todoroki smirks, if bakugou thinks he's inexperienced he's got another thing coming. he knows that he's the most experienced out of everyone there, he just doesn't brag about all the time like bakugou and monoma. "what the hell are you smiling at icy-hot." bakugou shouts at him.

"trust me bakugou, you won't have to worry about how much experience i have, she'll feel great," todoroki replies calmly.

you don't know if to giggle at their antics or tell them to shut the fuck and fuck you. "you alright, bunny?" you smile widely as you hear amajiki. he comes up to you and places a kiss on the your forehead, you flush and tip your head up to meet his lips again. you share a sweet kiss while the other three are occupied, finding their own voices more interesting.

"i'm alright tamaki," you whisper at him pressing your head against his chest. you grab hold of his shirt, "tamaki i'm bored," you giggle into the crook of his neck.

"want me to make it better bunny?" he asks you quietly.

you instantly perk up and nod your head, "yes please tamaki." you kiss each other again with the same gentle and loving pace as before. you gasp into the kiss as you feel him touch you under your skirt and playing against your pussy for a few minutes, getting you ready and making sure you're comfortable.

he enters you carefully, making sure he doesn't hurt you, he knows he's bigger than average and bigger than people expect. you moan as you feel him fill you and he whimpers as he feels you around his dick. he makes you cum with the loudest moan that you've ever heard out of your own mouth. at that moment the other three finally stopped arguing and realised that amajiki has already given you a mind blowing orgasm.

hope you all like this! i love this kinktober 'cause i get to write a bunch of kinks i've never written before! (plus characters too, it's my first time writing for monoma)

[starstruckgrrl]

♡﹒"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." ~

[aheckinmess]

So, I'm going to attempt to do Kinktober this year as a fun little challenge for myself. But because I'm obsessed with both MHA and JJK right now, I'm writing two versions of each prompt for Kinktober. One with a MHA character and one with a JJK character.

Here's the list I'm working with!

Praise -> Izuku Midoriya/Satoru Gojo

Caught Masturbating -> Tomura Shigaraki/Yuji Itadori

Edging -> Hizashi Yamada/Toge Inumaki

Virgin -> Shouta Aizawa/Satoru Gojo

Begging -> Izuku Midoriya/Yuta Okkotsu

Breeding -> Enji Todoroki/Ryomen Sukuna

Somnophilia -> Shouta Aizawa/Megumi Fushiguro

Spanking -> Hitoshi Shinsou/Kento Nanami

Eating Out -> Hizashi Yamada/Yuji Itadori

Temperature Play -> Enji Todoroki/Choso

Against a Wall -> Eijiro Kirishima/Megumi Fushiguro

Predator/Prey -> Dabi/Yuta Okkotsu

Bondage -> Shouta Aizawa/Kento Nanami

Monsterfucking -> Fumikage Tokoyami/Ryomen Sukuna

Fuck or Die -> Tomura Shigaraki/Suguru Geto

In Public -> Hawks/Toge Inumaki

Knife Play -> Twice/Suguru Geto

Size Difference -> Toshinori Yagi/Toji Fushiguro

Dom/Sub -> Enji Todoroki/Kento Nanami

Orgasm Denial -> Tamaki Amajiki/Yuji Itadori

Hate Fuck -> Katsuki Bakugo/Toji Fushiguro

Deep Throating -> Hitoshi Shinsou/Megumi Fushiguro

Pet Play -> Hawks/Suguru Geto

Sleepy/Morning Sex -> Snipe/Megumi Fushiguro

Masks -> Twice/Choso

Olfactophilia -> Katsuki Bakugo/Toge Inumaki

Roleplay -> Snipe/Choso

Punishment -> Dabi/Choso

Blindfolds -> Mr. Compress/Satoru Gojo

Biting -> Eijiro Kirishima/Toji Fushiguro

Aftercare -> Mr. Compress/Yuta Okkotsu

[luna-the-lunat1c]

NSFW Alphabet

Tamaki Amajiki

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A- aftercare

You'll have to help him, probably so overstimulated he can't move😭🙏🏼

B- favorite body part

Tamaki is most definitely a boob man

C- cum (where do they like to cum?)

Boobs or stomach

D- dirty secret

Closet pervert

E- experience

Absolutely 0 experience what so ever. But does jerk off sometimes (not often though)

F- favorite position

cowgirl, he's a bottom and loves seeing you boobs bouncing

G- goofy (how serious are they?)

He doesn't really like to be silly during.

H-hair

Has a happy trail and he's most of the time trimmed. Indigo colored

I- intimacy

He's pretty romantic but sometimes likes raw pleasure

J- jerk off

Sometimes but not often (as I've said before.)

K- kinks

Edging, mutual masturbation, bdsm, and toys

L- location (fav place to do it)

Bed or couch. really any place with plush and that is dark.

M- motivation (what turns them on)

Teasing

N- no (turnoffs)

Anal. (did this for myself. again.)

O- oral

He likes oral sometimes but not often

P- pace

Slow and sensual

Q- quickies

Doesn't like quickies and can't really have one because it takes him awhile to come down from his high

R- risk

HATES RISK AND I MEAN HATES IT

S- stamina (how long they can go)

1 round (he can't go two because he's already crying on the first😭🙏🏼)

T- toys

Likes toys and uses them on himself

U- unfair (how much they like to tease)

He loves being teased

V- volume (how loud they are)

LOUD, whimpers and moans

W- wild card (random headcanon)

Likes to turn his fingers and tongue into octopus tentacle when fingering or eating you out

X- x-ray

Slight curve, 5.0 inches hard, shaft #F9C5B1, tip #DF786C, cum #F4E9E3

Y- yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He's pretty needy

Z- Zzz (how fast they fall asleep afterwards)

Pretty quick but can stay awake

(sorry if this seems like babying. i wrote this maybe a year ago?)

{THANKS FOR READING MY FOURTH FICC!!}