𝐿𝓊𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓇𝓎 || Yandere!Tamaki x reader x Mirio

31. Picnic

   [NSFW WARNING: SMUT IN CHAP]
                    (Yes, again, I know)

You pulled at the hem of your sundress nervously, waiting for Mirio to arrive. You haven't been able to be alone with Mirio in a while, and you missed him. You missed how he could make you laugh, and brighten your day when you were feeling down. How he could always tell when something was wrong and try to cheer you up.

He was just so bright, and you loved him. Like, really loved him. And you wanted to show him how much you did. You already did with Tamaki, and now it was Mirio's turn.

You had been neglecting Mirio a bit, paying more attention to Tamaki. You needed to be a better girlfriend, and now you were going to today. You would do better and improve. Yes, you would.

When you arrived at the park, Mirio had this astonished look on his face. Like he was shocked you were even there or something. "(Y/n), you look-"

"Is it a bit too much? I know it's kinda flashy and-"

"No, no, you look beautiful." He finished, making your cheeks heat up.

"Well, you look great too. Very handsome. But I have to admit, you look a lot better with less clothes on." You smacked a hand over your mouth, realizing what you just said. God, you were embarrassing.

He let out a low chuckle, a look in his eyes you had never seen before. "We'll get to that later, sunshine."

For the rest of lunch, those words had you distracted. You tried not to choke on your sandwich as the sinful thoughts of what he was going to do to you came to mind. He had a very muscular frame, and you couldn't help but wonder what it would look like on top of you.

It was a beautiful day, the sun shining brightly on you as you and Mirio continued to eat together. Kids ran around, playing tag and other things, butterflies fluttered, and bees whizzed.

"That was so good. You should cook for Tamaki and I much more often." You licked your fingers, getting what you could of the taste.

"Oh trust me, you should have Tamaki cook for you. Fatgum gave him some lessons, and damn, it tastes like Heaven. He did help me out a bit, though." He told you.

Small talk aside, you two continued down the road, moving closer and closer to his home. You felt your thighs clench together in anticipation. You didn't even realize that Mirio noticed. And he did, oh yes, he did.

As soon as you went inside, you two were in each other, just like you were with Tamaki. You were making out, lips crashing against one another, rushing to find a rhythm. Mirio was much more rougher than Tamaki. And that was something you were going to learn firsthand today. 

Picking you up and setting you down on his bed, Mirio's hands kneaded at your hips softly, before traveling down your thighs, and up to your chest, where he gave your breasts a soft squeeze, making you moan against his lips. He moved his head lower, sucking and biting on your neck, leaving hickeys everywhere.

He slowly trailed his hand up your thighs, cupping your heat and making you shudder with excitement. "Shit."

"I want you to sit on my face." His words surprised you, and for a second you thought you were imagining things. You did a double take, and he repeated himself. "I want you to sit on my face, sunshine."

That nickname made you even more wet, and the next thing you knew, you were hurriedly taking off your clothes. "I-I've never really-"

"It's okay, I'll guide you through it." He reassured you soothingly, taking off his own set of clothes and laying out on the bed. He was the exact opposite of Tamaki. Confident, shameless, and experienced. It was almost intimidating.