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Trigger Warning: Somnophilia, dub & non con, thigh job, cowgirl position, fem dom, domination loss, drooling, grinding, obsessive behavior, kidnapping (fantasy), biting, marking, blood, wound licking, scratching, breeding
Maybe it was crossing a line, but frankly, you couldn’t help yourself. You pushed open the door to Tamaki’s room, spotting his dreaming form under his blankets. It was fucked up, but your stroke of genius couldn’t be ignored–you were going to take a picture of his virgin face cumming and paste it all over the internet.
Yes, you were his number one bully. With his stupid stutter and constant complaints, someone had to put him in his place. It wasn’t because you thought it was cute when he blushed or how his sweet voice made your heart flutter. It was all to do with teaching him a lesson because it was definitely about the time he “accidentally” bit you in public.
So now here you were with your cell phone in hand staring down at Tamaki’s sleeping form as you finally realize you were actually going to have to touch him.
Slowly, you crawled onto the bed, straddling his waist. You set your phone on his nightstand. He didn’t stir. You peeled back his covers, both grateful and nervous that he only slept in his boxers. Carefully, you reached inside his underwear for his cock. It shouldn’t be making you blush, but you were undeniably blushing, heat filling your face and making your hands shake.
Tamaki’s cock fit comfortably in your hands, warm and firm. You gave it a squeeze and Tamaki moaned in his sleep. Perfect, the little virgin would have no clue what was coming to him.
You peeled off your own bottoms and tossed them aside, wrapping the fat of your thighs around his cock. You dribbled some hand lotion over him and grinned when he whimpered. With the lotion as lube, you slid your thighs up and down his length, watching as his cock thickened and lengthened, turning a dark shade of red as it filled with blood.
Perfect, he was hard, now you just needed to get him to cum and you could leave. You pressed the pad of your thumb to his cockhead, listening to Tamaki gasp in his sleep. Just a little more and–
A short spurt of cum shot out, smearing all over your thighs.
Oh well, it wouldn’t be much to clean but–shit. You missed the picture! Your phone wasn’t even in your hand. Ugh, okay, he was probably sensitive from cumming so then…
You slid your panties aside, hovering your wanting core over his cock. With a few quick tugs, he was hard again. But then again, if you actually rode him, wouldn’t that mean you were having sex with him? Maybe you shouldn’t–
“Y/N?”
You froze.
Tamaki cracked an eye, his cheeks red and mouth open and panting. “Oh, is it that dream again?”
That dream?
Maybe you should go.
You started to stand, but Tamaki grabbed your hips, pulling you forward so his cock rested against your slit. You were wet. It must have been the sexual act that did it, not the fact that hearing Tamaki moan and whimper shot spikes of pleasure down to your core. Absolutely not.
“It’s okay,” Tamaki murmured, “I’ll make you cum soon, too.”
“Hey, wait–”
Tamaki rammed his hips up, his cock pressing into your clit. He made a sleepy, confused noise. Oh shit, had he been dreaming about fucking you when you got him off with your thighs?
Before the thought could fully register Tamaki muttered, “Where are your panties? Don’t get them dirty. I want to save them. The other one’s all used up.”
What the fuck did any of that mean? It was dizzying enough to hear Tamaki speak without stumbling over himself, his shyness gone in his sleep, but he wasn’t making any sense.
You needed to get out of here but Tamaki was strong, keeping you pinned against him. With a quick movement, he pressed his cockhead into your entrance, the heat of his length making your walls throb.
You were in trouble now.
“Tamaki,” you tried to warn, “this isn’t a dream.”
He chuckled, pushing his hips upwards. “You always say that.”
Before you could protest again, he slammed his cock inside you, rough and merciless, punching your cervix hard enough to make your head spin. Your hands curled into fists, pulling his sheets.
“So warm,” Tamaki gasped. Drool dribbled down his chin, his sharp teeth flashing in the dim light of his room. “Ah, I feel like I’m melting inside you.” His cock twitched, hips grinding. “I’m so happy I get to fuck you in my dream again.”
“Is this some kind of revenge for being a bitch? I’m sorry, okay, just stop.” You pulled at his sheets again hoping to stir him back to reality.
“I like it when you hold onto me,” Tamaki whined. “I want you to mark me, too.” A sleepy, sloppy grin spread across his face. “Just thinking about the marks your nails will leave on my skin gets me so excited.”
He let go your hips, pulling your hands on his chest. You tried to use that opening to rise off his dick, but he followed you upwards, then grabbed your hips again and brought you back down.
Slowly he rocked his hips, moaning loudly as he muttered incoherent praise.
You tried not to focus on his cock, thinking instead about how gross this was or how this would ruin your reputation, but the slushing, slurping sound of your cunt taking his length over and over again was driving you nuts. Worse, he seemed to be rubbing near your sweet spot, almost teasing you with how close he was.
You gasped, trying not to moan or adjust your hips to get his cock where you wanted it.
“I’m gonna go faster now, okay? Y/N always like it when I’m rough, doesn’t she?”
“Hey, wait–”
He did not. Tamaki jack hammered his cock upwards, his pace bruising as he crushed your cervix. Your slick leaked down his shift and made the dark curls of his pubes shine.
“I want to cum in you so badly,” Tamaki whined, his voice high with pleasure. “The real you, out there. I shouldn’t like you but I can’t stop thinking about you and how pretty you are. I just want to take you away from the world and keep you locked in my closet.” His cock twitched excitedly inside you. “I keep imagining how cute you’d look with my belt in your mouth, around your wrists, tied between your ankles. Completely immobile for me to u-use.” He shivered.
Fuck, was he close?
“Ah, okay, I’m gonna give you all my cum, okay? It’s a dream but get knocked up so next time I can suck on your tits, okay? Get knocked up, fucking take all of it.” Tamaki’s rough thrusts grew wilder, slamming harder and harder into you as more nonsense spilled from his mouth.
He was really going to cum inside you.
Shit.
“Tamaki,” you whined, fear plain in your voice.
“I’m sorry, you want to cum, too, huh?” His thumb slid into the folds of your pussy, pressing roughly into your clit, swirling it just as roughly as his thrusts. “Cum with me, I want to finish with you.”
There was no denying it anymore, he was going to make you finish with him. Your core tightened, squeezing and fluttering around Tamaki’s cock, eager to milk him for every drop of his loser cum. It wasn’t fair! This wasn’t supposed to happen!
A high pitched whine erupted from your throat, you couldn’t take it anymore. You tried to focus on something–anything–but Tamaki wouldn’t stop moving and–
His pace didn’t slow but Tamaki sat up, his eyes half lidded with sleep. He pressed his forehead to your throat, moaning loudly, his skin hot against yours. And then he bit you. His sharp teeth pierced through your skin, your blood smeared in his teeth and you fucking came.
You cried out, fingers clawing against Tamaki’s skin, leaving red marks. Your head spun as he kept pounding away, releasing his mouth from your clavicle to lick your wound. Even when he came, he didn’t stop, only slowing to a gentle rocking motion, his cock softening.
He licked your blood off his lips, blinking sleepily. Tamaki peeked up at you and smiled, your blood smeared on his mouth. “I want this dream to last forever. Are you ready to go again?”