Your phone rang loudly on the counter. Scrambling off the couch to grab it you saw it was Mirio, your boyfriends partner at work, and immediately small the green phone icon. "Hey so Y/N, Tamaki got hit with a quirk during this last mission. Hey, ah, no no, he is fine, he is just different. Don't worry, he will just be off for a few days, but he is okay."
So you pace around waiting and Tamaki walks in and you run up to him. Wrap him up in a hug because you were so worried. You pull back and frame his face in your hands, looking over all the pale skin and sweet indigo eyes, searching for where the quirk could have hit him. "Baby, I was so worried, are you okay? You probably want to shower and lay down, hm?"
So you change into one of Tamaki's shirts you use to sleep in, only wearing that and a pair of panties as you climb into bed and wait for him to come lay down. It's barely 8pm but if Tamaki wanted to cuddle for a bit you had no problem with that. The squeak of the shower turning off was loud in your apartment and you listened to him get out and towel off. Tamaki came out of the room, steam following him, and he went right past you to the kitchen. Him in a low slung towel, tucked almost lazily around his well shaped hips, had you swallowing loudly as your eyes tracked his movements. "Bunny, you want some water?" He calls out, the sound of the fridge opening sounding from the kitchen. "Um, please?" You said, putting hands to your cheeks and moving to sit up in the bed.
He comes back in, putting two water bottles on the nightstand before flicking off the lights. The low evening light came streaming in from your window, the curtains sheer and thus blocking nothing out. Tamaki looked right at you, full on direct eye contact, and you felt your face heat up. Tamaki hadn't stuttered once since he had been home, and he was walking around practically naked as if he was unbothered. What exactly was the quirk? "Tama, do you feel okay?" You asked, leaning forward slightly. The movement made him look down at your chest, your nipples already hard as they pebbled against the fabric. "I feel great, why?"
You went to answer, explain what you noticed with his personality, when his large hands went to the towel. Taking the slightly damp fabric from his body, letting it fall to the floor. He stood naked before you, hard cock arching up and nearly pressing against his stomach, a bead of pre already running down the shaft in a trail you badly wanted to follow with your tongue. You mouth hung open and the small chuckle that left him had you slamming it shut, a hot blush covering your cheeks as you glanced up at his face. Tamaki's eyes were hooded, humor and lust making them shine, a little smirk showing a hint of fang in his mouth. "Oh baby... you look so sweet." What the fuck... who was this man and what had he done with your timid boyfriend?
"T-tamaki, I-what- ah," You stuttered now, moving to crawl away from him slightly. Tamaki just looked amused as he reached out, wrapping a large hand around your ankle, dragging you across the bed back towards him. His body heat was almost too much, probably from the shower, but it rolled off him in waves. The shirt you wore rose up to your chest from him dragging you down the bed towards him, licking his lips at all the newly exposed flesh. "Always so cute for me, always so willing. You are so perfect... I should reward you." He spoke as if mostly to himself, his hands moving up your thighs as one cupped your sex through your simple cotton panties. "And so hot and wet for me already? Maybe you are actually a bad girl, hm?" Leaning over your body you felt his muscular body press against yours, hot cock pressing against your stomach as he continued to slowly rub you. "I'd still give you a reward for being a bad girl, bunny. My bad girl, all mine..." Pressing his lips to yours you moaned, legs parting more to accommodate his large muscular body, arching against his teasing fingertips.
Grinding the palm of his hand against your clit he bit at your lower lip before moving down to your neck. Coming to your shirt, well his that you borrowed, he let out a low growl in his throat. "Too many clothes." He muttered, moving his hands to the fabric. It shredded under his strong hands, the noise making you gasp and the force having your body jerk. It lay around you on the bed and he let out a satisfied noise as he had access to your chest now. Tamaki wasted no time. Normally he would blush and stutter and ask permission but this Tamaki hovering over you immediately latched on to your left breast, nipping the underside before going straight to your nipple as the hand not holding his body up went to the other one. He teased you, all warm tongue and rough fingers, all while grinding against you. His movements had the bed shaking slightly and your hands wove into his hair, pulling him closer to your chest, your legs wrapping around his hips loosely as you moaned. Confident Tamaki knew what he was doing and your body was coming alive under his experienced hands.
