It had been a rather long day for Tamaki. Nothing would have just gone right today. Like no matter how hard he tried to make it together go straight, it just went wrong. He nearly lost two villains, far too many small shops got robbed, and he accidentally scared a young child with his tentacles. He just was over the day and wanted to go home. He was happy that Red Riot stopped by on his patrol to help him; he was an absolute godsend. By the time he got back to his apartment that he shared with Y/N, it was around 2 am. His shift started around 1 pm the previous day. Thankfully, he would have today off since he ran the streets for the past 19 hours. Tamaki saw the large plate of food wrapped in plastic wrap to protect it and one light on in the kitchen. YN always made sure that Tamaki had a plate of food waiting for him to come home at a decent time or 4 am. He heated up what he needed and shoveled all of it in his mouth as quietly as he could. He could feel his chest rumbling from the moaning. After feeding his stomach, he took a shower, allowing the grime, dirt, and blood wash from his body. When he stepped out of the shower, he patched up the minor cuts and scrapes he got throughout the day.
Quickly ducking into the bedroom, he pulled out a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt to sleep in before heading to bed. He smiled at Y/N sleeping peacefully, wrapped up in all the covers from the stomach down. She was in a tank top, exposing her beautiful skin. Tamaki crawled into bed and stared at her for a while. His eyes trailed from the top of her body down to her hip that was covered. He placed a small kiss on her forehead before his attention was drawn to the necklace around her neck. It was of a butterfly with his initials on the belly of the butterfly. It was small enough not to worry him too much when she fell asleep with it on. Then his eyes trailed more to her breast. It was slightly cold in the room, making her nipples peek through the fabric of the tank top. For some reason, tonight, his mind became fuzzy with the stress of everything. His one goal was to wrap his lips around the nipple to softly suck until his mind went blank. Keeping his eyes on her face to make sure she was still fast asleep. All of today's dark, echoing thoughts vanish in the background and allow his mind to suck on her breast mindlessly. His eyes focused on her breathing, watching for any signs and movement, and he cuddled close to her head, his head under her chin. All she did to move was wrap an arm around him, still sleeping.
"This is wrong. This is bad, like really bad she is going to hate you !" his mind screamed.
He wrapped his arm around her, pressing his body as close to her as possible. She still didn't move. Using the tip of his finger, he grazed the top of the tank top, carefully pulling it down far enough to reveal her nipple. Her skin was soft under his touch, her breast large enough for him to cup with both hands comfortable with still spillage between his fingers. It looked so comforting yet arousing, but his lack of erection signaled it to move. Slowly he wrapped his lips around the nipple, not moving. When he felt her body stiffen in his arms, he tried to pull away. But her hand cupped the back of his head, keeping him in place. Her breathing was not heavy, just slow and calm. He took a tiny suck, waiting for her reaction, none came. His eyes looked for her facial response, but it was still as peaceful. Tamaki began to suck, not daring to move his hands, his eyes trained on her reaction, still nothing. When he felt comfortable, he moved his arm to pull the blanket around their body, covering his shoulders, and sucked until he fell asleep. For the first time in a few weeks, he slept with no nightmares.
When Y/N woke up, roughly a few minutes after Tamaki first fell asleep. There was a sharp tug to her nipple that jarred her fully awake. Not moving, out of fear of making whatever is sucking on her upset, she kept her hands where they were. She looked down to see Tamaki's mouth around her nipple, sleeping peacefully. He still sucked in his sleep, but it wasn't in a sexual way. When Tamaki wanted to arouse her sexually, he would suck on her neck, leaving hickeys, and his hands would trail to her core. This time was different. The sucking was soft, her skin tickled by his peaceful breathing. He looked cute as she moved to stroke his head softly. She felt no desire to remove him from her breast. Her hand stroked his hair, watching for a moment as he rested before she too felt tired again. With one kiss on his forehead, she fell asleep with her nursing boyfriend.
