Hi, this story takes a while in the future after Tamaki has graduated. That's all :)
"Come on, Y/N, stop," Tamaki whined. You giggled and fluttered your eyelashes at him, coaxing him to forgive you. "Please, enough of the teasing. You know I don't like it..."
You ruffled his hair lovingly, admiring his cute face. Your favorite thing to do on a daily basis was tease your boyfriend, Tamaki. You only did it because he could bear it. It was just that he could never think of comebacks. His seemingly endless patience with you was growing thin. "Oh Tamaki, you're adorable," you sighed. He gave you a sideways glance, his lip twitching. He didn't like being called adorable or cute. He wanted to be handsome and strong to you, which he was, but you had never told him. He took that to mean that your attraction to him was only something minor.
He looked outside the window in the restaurant you were sitting in. He noticed that the clouds were gray and looked heavy. He hated nothing more than getting rained on. He might let you splash around in the puddles for a little while, but all in all, his plan was to get both of you home so you wouldn't get wet. He thought of all the things that had happened that day. He thought of you. He thought of heroes.
"Hello? Tami?" You poked his cheek, inspecting his spaced-out face. He snapped back to reality, giving you a feeble smile. "Are you feeling okay?" You worried.
"Y-Yes, Y/N. Sorry," he mumbled, taking one of your hands in his.
"What's on your mind, Tamaki?" You wondered, taking a sip of your drink. He stared at you for a moment, not knowing how to express his feelings. Lately he had been feeling strange. You had been together for 11 months, but with the way both of you were, you never really became intimate. He was shy and so were you, so nothing ever happened. But he did want that with you. He really cared about you, and even though he would struggle to tell you with words, he felt like he could show you with actions. He always bought you little presents, food, and took you on dates. You never knew where he got the time and money to do this, but you appreciated it nonetheless.
"I'm okay," he said. You nodded slowly, giving him a suspicious look. "Come on, it's going to rain," he stood up, pulling out your chair for you and picking up your jacket. He wrapped it around your shoulders and took your hand as he paid and walked out. You walked for a little while, joking around with him. He usually didn't joke back, but he would always chuckle. The thing he liked about you was that you were just like him, only funnier. Or so he thought. Around anyone but him, you were shy, silent, and red-faced. Out of the two, you were certainly more bold, but that was by a microscopic amount. He wanted to be more dominating for once. Like Mirio, he thought. Mirio could tell anyone what he's feeling without a doubt. I can talk to her, for sure. He nodded to himself, nonverbally agreeing that there's nothing wrong with wanting something more with someone you love.
A fat raindrop landed on Tamaki's nose. "Oh no," he whispered.
"Tamaki, it's okay, it's just rain," you giggled, holding a palm up to the sky. Several raindrops hit your hand, and before long it was an actual downpour.
"Nope, nope, nope. Not doing this. Let's just go to my apartment. I'm not walking all the way back to your house," he said loudly to you. You sighed and ran along with him as he struggled to pull out his umbrella. He always had hated being in rain. He loved the smell and the sound, but he was like a cat when it came to getting wet from it. He would do anything to stay out of it. He ran into the building, letting out a relieved sigh as the doors closed behind him. The person sitting at the front desk gave both of you an odd look as Tamaki shook his umbrella and laughed a little bit.
He followed you to the elevator as you hit the button to his floor. The all-familiar scent of his apartment building pleased you. It was probably just Tamaki's elderly neighbor across the hall's perfume, but you liked the flowery smell. He unlocked the door with great effort and shoved it open. His apartment was much different from the shoddy building on the other side of the door. It was clean and was decorated nicely, mostly thanks to you. He let you buy him various lamps and art and furniture at your own disposal, mainly because he liked your style. He took off his jacket and then your own and hung them up neatly.
You sat down on the couch and stretched out your legs, letting out a long yawn. "I'm sleepy, Tami," you groaned. He looked at you sitting on the couch and smiled to himself a little. He thought you were the prettiest person on earth. You laid back so you were leaning on the edge of the couch. "Come here," you smiled at him. He came and sat in front of you, his back to your chest and between your legs. You wrapped your arms around his neck and played with his fluffy hair. You kissed the tip of his ear lightly and happily closed your eyes.
"Tamaki, can you really tell me what's on your mind?" You cooed. He had been acting strangely all day, and you didn't know why. Usually he would at least try to make comebacks to your teasing, but today he just kind of smiled and nodded. You worried he was getting sick of your jokes. You didn't wanna hurt his feelings, but you couldn't resist. He was so cute when he got flustered and embarrassed. Sometimes you worried that the fact that you teased him made you a bad girlfriend, but he always insisted that he didn't mind.
"Y/N, we've been together for 11 months, right? More or less?" He began. You mumbled 'mhmm,' coaxing him to continue. He almost didn't want to say what he wanted to. You gave him butterflies on a daily basis, and even though he was comfortable with you, this was new territory. He swallowed thickly, and nearly whispered, "We're both adults, and I don't know how you feel about this... uh, relationship, but would you ever be i-intimate... with me?" You laughed and brushed his hair back so his forehead was revealed.
"I'm really surprised you asked, baby," you said, staring at the now very red tips of his ears. "I didn't wanna force any thing with you, but I do want that." He smiled to himself slightly. He knew you would never be mean about it, but he was surprised you would wanna do that with him. You ran your fingers through his hair for a few more minutes in silence. "Did you want to be intimate now?" You asked. His cheeks erupted with a bright red hue. He didn't expect to do it now. He thought he would at least have 5-7 business days to work up his courage before then.
He sat up and turned around to face you, trying to say anything. He had problems with shyness at times like these, no matter the person. He sat on his knees and leaned in to kiss you, confirming his answer to you. You smiled into the kiss, putting your hand on the back of his neck. He was being unusually confident with you today, but you liked it. How very out of character was it for him to kiss you first. You crawled up to sit in his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck. You slipped your tongue into his mouth, swirling it around his sensually. You pulled back to meet his eyes for a moment, then dove back in. He moaned softly into your touch, holding you in his arms gently. You wrapped your arms around his waist, squeezing him tightly into you. You kissed his cheek, then his lips again. His lips were always so soft, every time you kissed him it seemed like the very first time you kissed on that park bench. He held your cheek in the palm of his hand and stroked your skin with his thumb lightly. If he had his own way, he would hold you like this every day. It was his favorite part of being in a relationship.
You slipped a hand underneath the back of his shirt, slightly tickling him with your fingertips. He laughed a little, letting you have your fun. Only you could break down his walls, the ones he built up over the years of teasing and torture from his peers. He truly felt comfortable around you, something that you did not take lightly. If anything, you knew you were lucky. Not just that you were dating Amajiki, but that he trusted you. He didn't think you would hurt him on purpose or laugh at him or even think bad thoughts about him.
You pulled off his shirt, revealing a thin but muscular body. His face stayed its red hue, still slightly scared that you wouldn't like his body, even though you've seen him shirtless before. This is really happening, he thought as you took off your own shirt. He didn't really think it was actually going to happen, but here you were, shirtless in front of him. You pushed him so he was laying on his back and you were straddling him. You kissed him again, lightly touching your tongue to his. Your hands traveled up and down his torso, feeling all of his muscles in the process. You kissed his jaw, sucking on it ever so slightly. He let out small moans and noises as you kissed lower and lower on his body, focusing on each spot as you pleased. He touched your hair and face, still admiring your beauty.
Once you reached his jeans, you unbuttoned them swiftly and pulled them down. You palmed him through the thin fabric of his underwear, feeling that he was already hard. He bit his bottom lip subconsciously, trying to convince himself that it was okay for you to do this for him. He didn't have a chance to tell you that he wanted to please you first before you started stroking him through his underwear. "Ahhh," he squealed as you placed your mouth just over the head, teasing him more than he could handle. You pulled down the elastic of his waistband and took ahold of his member, starting to stroke him slowly. He kept looking at you, then snapping his head away whenever you would look back. You understood why he would be shy right now, this was your first time doing anything with him. You smiled to yourself, then placed your lips on the head, licking around it in circles. You were somewhat surprised at how vocal he was, since in every other situation he would be nearly silent.
You took more into your mouth, picking up your pace. He bit one of his fingers just to shut himself up, but it wasn't working. He was completely helpless to the sounds he made, you were just making him feel too good. His hand stroked your cheek, trying to make it at least a little more enjoyable for you. You blushed at his cute gesture, admitting to yourself that he was the nicest person you knew. You wrapped your hand around his base, twisting it as you bobbed your head up and down. He was already close, as his loud moans and thrusting hips would tell. You didn't want it to be over just yet, so you stopped. You crawled up to kiss him, hoping he wouldn't be too disgusted. You stroked his cheek with the back of your hand, looking into his dark eyes. They were glassed over, clearly showing how much you affected him physically. You kissed his jaw once again, showing he could go on with you. "Can you maybe do that to me now?" You asked cautiously. His face blushed violently as he realized that he hadn't said anything or even thanked you yet.
"Y-yes, sorry, Y/N," he apologized. He was more than a little nervous to be doing the same to you. He had never done it before, and honestly, he wasn't too sure if you would be okay with that. He ignored all of the scared feelings in his head as he sat up, positioning you with you legs open. He made eye contact with you then looked away shyly as he slowly kissed his way up your thighs. You smiled and leaned your head back as his lips met your heat, slowly starting to suck. You moaned softly as he licked up and down, left and right around your clit. He circled around it several times, then rubbed it with two of his fingers. To his surprise, he actually liked doing this for you. He got to see you happy and he didn't mind the taste either. Plus, he was feeling pretty turned on by doing this. You moaned his name as he slipped in two of his fingers, curling them inside of you. You ruffled his hair with your fingers while he swirled his tongue around your clit.
"Oh fuck, Tamaki," you moaned out loud, clenching your hands into a fist against his hair.
"Wait, am I doing something wrong?" He asked, worried. You looked down at his worried eyes and shook your head no.
"No, keep going," you said. He nodded and continued to please you, more persistent than before.
"Ahhh~" you moaned loudly. He hit your g-spot with his fingers several times, causing you to become closer to orgasm than before. Your whole body felt overly stimulated, a result of the new feeling. You squeezed your breast through your bra, a nice sight for him to behold. He sped up, curling and uncurling his fingers and sucking on your clit endlessly. You swayed your hips from side to side and arched your back, desperate for more stimulation. You almost couldn't take it anymore, but he wouldn't let you off that easy. You let out quick, short breaths as your the knot in your stomach was getting so tight that you could hardly think. Finally, the knot unraveled and you orgasmed, panting and sighing with pleasure. Tamaki was barely alive after all of that, but he was happy that he made you feel good. He pushed some hair off of your face and kissed your cheek.
"So what now?" He said quietly, still waiting for you to come down off your high. You smiled at him. He knew what was next, he just didn't want to push you at all.
"Well now you fuck me," you whispered to him. His face went red once again.
"Y-you don't have to say it like that, Y/N... do you really want to do that?" He asked politely.
"Uh, do you?" You worried. "I mean if you do then I do too."
"I want to," he said quickly. You smiled, then threw a glance downwards, so he knew it was really okay to do it. He nervously avoided your eyes, still scared that he couldn't please you this way. Ignoring all of his insecurities, he slowly pushed himself into you, biting his lip while doing so. You kissed his jaw as he gingerly thrust into you, letting the recent feeling of arousal come back upon you. Tamaki's breathing was heavy and labored as he held your face in his hand. You ran your fingernails up and down his back, hoping you weren't scratching him up too bad.
He quietly whispered sweet things to you, allowing himself to come out of his shell. He slowly pushed in and out, making love to you gently. You kissed his pointy ears when you got the chance, affirming that you loved every part of him. Eventually though, he let the desire of it all wash over him, and he went faster, bringing himself and you great pleasure. You rolled your hips in motion with his, generating more and more friction. Tamaki could barely speak anymore, his words were replaced with soft moans and sighs. He buried his face in your neck as he felt himself coming closer and closer. He didn't want it to end just yet, but he needed that release. He worried about your feelings, whether they would be hurt if he went ahead and let himself go. But before he could make a decision, you were moaning loudly in his ear. "I'm coming, Tamaki. Keep go-gyaaah!" You said. He obliged, and kept thrusting. He went much faster now, no longer worrying about anything. He just had to make you finish before him. For the second time, you came, arching your back and moaning his name. Your vision went white as he continued to thrust, bringing himself to finish. He pulled out and came on your stomach, not being able to hold in his noises.
He collapsed, exhausted and satisfied. He couldn't believe he had the nerves to tell you what he wanted, but he was so glad that he did. "I'm going to take a shower," you smiled, kissing his cheek. For the first time in a while, he gave you a genuine smile back. He looked really happy. You blushed as you walked off, thankful for Tamaki Amajiki.
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Hey y'all, thank you so much for reading. And thank you to the reader who suggested this. I hoped you liked it!
Please leave suggestions for future chapters. Thank you :)
-Liv💙
