Tamaki Amajiki oneshots

I Can Do It

WC: 1036

"Mhm c'mon bunny—make a mess~"

Summary: You're tired but restless, turning to a sleeping Tamaki to satisfy your horny midnight cravings.

Includes: smut/somnophilia

Established relationship, F/M, Fem!readerXTamaki, aged-up

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You shuffle your feet under the comforter that you share with Tamaki, restlessly willing your eyes to fall shut. Sleep will absolutely not drag you under tonight no matter how hard you try. No amount of box breathing or sheep counting will shut your mind off.

Bored and horny your hand begins to drift down your stomach before your mind strays to Tamaki lying peacefully beside you.

He wouldn't mind would he? You feel bad about disrupting his sleep in your own self-interest but you can't stop the hand that reaches out to touch his shoulder gently, questioning. He stirs immediately and you smile at how light of a sleeper he is.

"Baby"? He mumbles out, confused.

"Tama. I- I'm horny. Can I..." you pause and then whisper the last two words of your request in his ear. "ride you?" You're suddenly embarrassed, face heating with your words. He blinks slowly at your request, eyes still hooded and heavy with sleep.

"Sure bunny. Do whatever". His voice is low and his eyelids quickly fall closed. You watch his peaceful features; lips parted, cheeks dusted pink, lashes brushing his cheeks, and your embarrassment slips away.

You grin as you quickly, but gently, straddle him, wasting no time sliding down his boxers. Slipping off your panties you admire once again how calm he looks in his sleep. Pushing up his shirt a bit you reveal milky skin, lit up by the moonlight seeping in through your cheap blinds. You rub a tentative hand over his abdomen, fingertips wandering curiously over the ridges of his abdominal muscles. The pads of your fingers sneak further, circling the peaks of his nipples as you contemplate how much time you have before he wakes up completely. His breath hitches when your fingers rub over the hardening nubs. He exhales sharply through his nose as you feel his dick harden, the curve of it pressing against your back.

"Hn". He lets out a soft puff of breath that makes you go still but it appears as though he's dreaming. Like this is a dream. You shove his shirt higher over his pecs and trail your fingertips along his sternum. He shivers even though the room is warm and he's wearing long sleeves. You wish you could stay like this forever, exploring his body with your hands first followed by your mouth and tongue. But he'd wake up if you did that.

Instead you bring your hands to rest firmly on his narrow waist. Slowly, you lift your hips and press down onto his length, breaths shallow. Taking care not to fall forward, your fingers dig further into his waist for stability. His eyelids remained closed even as his chest heaves with each breath. It feels good. You see his fingers twitch.

You allow the rise and fall of your hips to become a rhythm, the curve of Tamaki's cock hitting every place inside of you perfectly. You let your head fall back, stifling your moans with your shirt-sleeve covered hand as you rut against him. Your hips roll against his and you lift a hand from his body to grope your chest underneath your shirt, biting your lip hard to keep quiet. You tug at your nipples before bringing that same hand to your clit, hurtling towards your release. Quiet whimpers from the boy underneath you attract your gaze. His eyebrows are knit as if concentrated on something and his mouth is open. You want to lean down and press your mouth against his but you stop yourself, trying to reach your climax instead. Lost in pleasure and thought, you miss the moment Tamaki's eyes flutter open, eyes glassy as he tries to comprehend the situation.

You squeal when you feel a set of warm hands rest on your hips and allow your own eyes to open, fingers unintentionally pressing harder into Tamaki's skin, surely leaving bruises he'll see in the morning.

"M' sorry- w-was I being too loud"? Your eyes widen as your hips maintain rhythm, unable to slow even if you wanted. You're so fucking close.

"N-no bunny. No, you're perfect". Tamaki's voice is heavy with sleep and you can only barely make out the small smirk on his face in the dark room. You can't stop the moan that leaves your throat at his admiring words.

"M' close~", you whine as your hand speeds up on your clit, drawing more unholy noises from your lips. You see him swallow as he looks up at you.

"Mhm c'mon bunny- make a mess~", Tamaki stutters as he pushes his hips upwards into you suddenly feeling wide awake. How could he sleep through this? His brain feels foggy, like this could be a dream or like you're not completely real. It wouldn't really matter anyways. Because the way you feel wrapped around him is earth-shattering. He feels halfway between dreamland and the tangible universe. He swallows thickly as you clench around his length, head dropping forward. He squeezes your thighs, a tell that he's close too.

"Baby- I'm-" your heartbeat is soaring as your orgasm crashes into you, legs clamping around Tamaki's body underneath you. Your entire body shakes and, somewhere in the time, you collapse on top of Tamaki as he finds his release too. He gasps, fisting the sheets and trying to keep thrusting into you unevenly. Your thighs tremble with the aftershocks of your orgasm and you hear Tamaki's panting breaths thrumming in the back of your mind. Your skin feels sticky with sweat, pulse hammering at your neck.

Tamaki holds your body against his as you both recover. His skin is warm through the material of his shirt and you sigh into the comforting feeling.

"T-that was nice", you murmur into the skin of his neck and he hums a reply, long fingers running soothingly down your back.

Lifting your hips off his softening cock you can feel the air constrict in his chest at the loss. You smirk sleepily. As you lie down next to him you feel a heavy arm wrap around your waist as Tamaki pulls you closer to him. You smile to yourself at the way your bodies perfectly mold together and drift off satisfied.