*The Asterisk means that this story is a SEQUEL! (This is the first of FOUR sequels I plan to write during this event!)
KINKTOBER PROMPT: Tentacles, cunnilingus
Amajiki x Reader (LEMON)- Quirk Experimentation [Sequel to "Ears"]
Requested by –MINDREAM, TinniJensen, Blacklights0, ZenStar, and Shite_Writeer.
Description: Tamaki learns of new and exciting ways to use his quirk... (and then learns of their consequences...)
Kink count: 5/31. Status: Incomplete. Level: Experimenting...
[SHOUTOUT to laurexlance who was kind enough to quench my Tamaki thirst until now by writing me a oneshot of him. Go check out her other ones.]
"Mmmmh..." Your back arched against the bed, feeling Tamaki's tongue swirl and lap between your legs. You stared up at the ceiling, vision blurred from pleasure, mystified as to how you reached this point. It had started out with a simple cuddle after taking care of his physical needs, then somehow escalated. He truly wanted to repay you in some way for the wonderful thing you did for him, but didn't know exactly how to go about doing so. After a lengthy hour of coercion and reassurance, you found yourself in this position, blushing and losing yourself to the sensation of your lover's hot mouth. "That's right..." You whispered in reminiscence.
"Hm?" He glanced up from his work, hoping that he hadn't missed a critical bit of feedback.
"That's right, Tamaki... that's just right..." You interspersed your moans with a mantra of praises, providing him with much-needed encouragement for something he was inexperienced at. The stimulation became overwhelming and your urge was building. "Unh... Deeper..." You pleaded without thinking, causing him to stop abruptly.
"I... can't..." He hung his head, immediately feeling inadequate for not being able to please you. His hair veiled his eyes as he began to regret this decision. "I shouldn't have agreed to... I... knew I wouldn't be any good at this..."
"Tamaki..." You caressed his cheek and hair gently. "Don't say that. You're amazing." You smiled, hoping your genuine feelings would get through to him.
"But... I can't do what you asked..." He was convinced that his best was not good enough, betting that any other boy of your choosing would have been better at slaking your needs.
"Don't think like that, sweetheart." You cooed, and he blushed at the term of endearment.
"But-"
"Everyone has to figure things out in the bedroom. Nobody's knows exactly what they're doing their first time." Your words didn't seem to hold any comfort.
"You knew what you were doing..." He mumbled, recalling how you made his physical barriers tumble with ease.
"...Just because you liked it, doesn't mean I'm a pro at it." You chuckled. "I mostly just went on the feedback you gave me."
"I... guess that makes sense..." He HAD been very vocal after all...
"See?" You grinned, pulling him close for an affectionate cuddle. "Everyone has to start somewhere. And honestly, I wouldn't want to learn with anybody but you..."
"Really?"
"Of course." The sentiment seemed to calm his anxious heart, instilling a new drive within. His dark eyes met yours, innocent, yet skeptical.
"What would you have me do?"
"Well..." An idea had crossed your mind, for the briefest of seconds, and you quickly tossed it away. However, it came creeping back, and it clouded any other potential solutions that may have tried to surface. "You... have a... quirk..." You cringed, catching his eye and awaiting the horrid judgment that was sure to befall you.
"Huh?" He simply blinked at you, and you realized the implications had not yet set in.
"What I mean is... er..." You floundered to find a delicate way to phrase this. "You know how you use your tentacles when you have trouble reaching something?"
"Yeah." He wondered why you had jumped from the topic at hand to asking about his quirk training. 'Am I that bad? Did I really kill the mood that fast?'
"Well... I bet that ability could come in handy in... other situations..."
He pressed his lips together in confusion.
"Like... right now..." A thick silence filled the room before his expression changed. You were almost certain you heard a literal *click* in his brain when the meaning dawned on him.
"N-NO!" He flushed crimson, eyes the widest you'd ever seen them. "No no no no!" Each no cut deeper than the last.
"Why not?!" You pleaded, curious if his objection was pertaining to disgust with exploration or simply a fear of the unknown.
"That's not what quirks are for!" He physically recoiled, and you were afraid that if you didn't convince him quickly, he would return to square one and all of your effort would be wasted.
"Quirks are just an extension of our bodies. Why shouldn't we use them in situations like this?" You tried to not let the desperate panic resonate in your tone. To your immense surprise, he actually contemplated this for a moment.
"It still... sounds kind of devious to me..."
"Oh..." You bit your lip in embarrassment. 'Devious? He thinks I'm devious?' You decided to relent some, lest 'devious' be the defining characteristic of your reputation until your dying day. "So... you don't want to try anything, huh? I... understand..."
As someone who constantly searched for it, Amajiki immediately recognized the disappointment in your voice, and his resolve began to waver. What kind of person would he be to deny the pleas of someone who had been so loving and generous to him? 'It's not like her request would be that difficult for me... I only went on patrols so I've barely used my quirk today... And it would solve the problem I was having...' He slowly found reason in what he originally thought to be a prospect of madness. Though only one last doubt flickered to his mind before he spoke. He looked down at his hands and a single tentacle began morphing from his index finger.
"So you don't... think it's gross or anything?"
"It's a part of you, Tamaki. How could I think it's gross?" A tiny doubting smile crept to a corner of his mouth, and he slowly brought his lips to your neck for another soft kiss.
"O...kay..."
"Really?! You'll try it?!" You gawked at him in awe. He nodded awkwardly before shifting back down between your legs.
"You'll tell me... you know... if it hurts or something, right?" Blaring red sirens of panic went off in his head at the thought of injuring you with too much depth or force. You nodded in response.
"Tamaki... You're so wonderful for doing this for me."
The affection loomed around his heart, fueling his small, but still present, adventurous side. He positioned your legs comfortably over his shoulders once more. Even after years of vigorous training, Amajiki couldn't recall a time that his quirk had ever required such sophisticated finesse. He gulped and slowly approached the entrance once more, his hot breath raising goose bumps of anticipation on your skin.
"You sure this isn't... dangerous?"
"I trust you." You attested, trying to put his last hesitation to rest. He slid his tongue in slowly, tormentingly. If you hadn't known better, you would have argued that he was teasing you on purpose. But Tamaki's seduction was much more subtle than that. It always occurred naturally, when he wasn't even trying... like right now for example... His eyes were locked on yours while he moved his tongue down below, analyzing for any sign of discomfort. They were dark and intense, staring, his hair falling to the side and leaving an electric little tickle on your thigh. It sent you reeling, rolling your hips as he resumed his steady rhythm of tongue flicks. Even in such a short time, Tamaki had learned a great deal, knowing exactly which actions elicited a reaction from you and applying it tactically until you were reduced to a panting mess. His rough edges were being sanded down, his skill already becoming polished beyond your ability to handle.
"P-please...." You begged, and he delicately obeyed your unspoken request. You felt the muscle within you morph and change, the texture becoming more slippery than rough. "Nnnn-yaaaahhhh..." You let out a high-pitched moan when he hit the perfect spot.
You squirmed and bucked your hips, hungry for more slippery delicious stimulation. Your body's reaction was so violent, Tamaki had to hold onto you to keep himself from slipping out. Focused on finishing his task, he forgot that his quirk was already activated, and you felt a warm smooth grip snake around your body, holding you still.
"Mmm... Tamaki..." You moaned, finding his sudden bold restraint of you thrilling. Your arousing noises began to affect Tamaki, and he tightened his grip on you, his only remaining desire to bring you further pleasure. The strong tentacle wrapped around your hipbone and waist, securing you in place while his tongue thrust deep between your legs. "Feels so good..." You writhed and groaned, reaching the peak of shrieking white. "Mmm.... Ohhhh!" A tingling arousal sparked through his veins, making him want more of you. But then he noticed-
"Ah!" He withdrew his hugging tentacle in despair while you sighed into the afterglow. "I'm s-sorry!"
"Hmmm?" You hummed dreamily, calmly moving to stroke his hair.
"I didn't realize that my quirk was still activated! That had to be really weird for you! I'm so sorry!" He hid his face in his hands, wanting to crawl away.
"What are you talking about?" You clumsily, almost drunkenly, pulled him down on top of you for a grateful embrace. "That was so good, Tamaki. SOOOO good!"
"What?! You really liked it?!"
"You're the best!" You squeezed him tightly, noticing something poking you from below. You brushed his arousal with your fingertips again, eliciting a gasp from Amajiki. "It looks like someone's ready for more..." You teased.
"Sorry! It happened on it's own!" He started to shrink away from you to hide but you tightened your grip on him. How sweet he was. In all reality, if he really wanted to, his strength could overpower yours with ease, and he could make a swift escape. However, he settled for an uncomfortable wiggle in your grasp without actually pulling away. "I just... really liked seeing you feel good..."
"Don't be sorry. I think it's normal to want to go twice." You didn't know from firsthand experience, but it didn't seem like it would be unheard of.
"T-twice?!" He gulped. "...That isn't against the bedroom rules, is it?"
"I told you already that those aren't real. It was just a joke."
"It's not... greedy?"
"No, Tamaki." You guided his shoulders down onto the bed with gentle verbal direction. "Lay here..." You clambered on top of him, straddling his hips and peering down at him. He drew his arms in close to his chest, feeling terribly exposed under your ravenous gaze.
"I've... uh... never..." His insecurity was short lived, however, when your warm wet folds slid ever-so gracefully over his shaft. His eyes rolled back in unabashed pleasure from the new feeling. He caressed your hand gently, an unspoken request for more intimacy. You bent over and peppered his neck and cheek with loving kisses- the very best kind.
You were already physically satisfied, veins still humming with the buzz of endorphins, but there was one thing you still had in the back of your mind. Now that the dam of exploration had been cracked, you wanted to see how much it would take to break it completely. You held him close, moving slowly and affectionately as he settled into this fresh sensation. You felt his whole body shudder and he let out an afflicted little mew. You held still for a moment, caressing his face with soothing fingertips, letting him catch his breath that was running away from him in a dizzying rush.
"Tamaki..." You sighed in his flushed pointy ear.
"S-sorry..." There was no reason for him to apologize, but it was his default thing to say when he was flustered.
"I love you." You weren't sure why you hadn't said it before now, but in that close intimate moment, you couldn't hold it back. He wrapped his arms around you, burying his blushing face into your collarbone before answering quietly.
"I... love you too." Amajiki felt weightless, as if there were a thousand butterflies in his stomach. But not really because that would be horrible. He wanted to seal the words with a kiss, praying that you wouldn't suddenly disappear because this was all just a dream or something. His lips gently swooped up to meet yours, stealing your breath right from your lungs.
"Tamaki... now that you don't have to worry about feeling judged or anything, can I ask you to try one more thing with me?" He could hear the playful twinkle in your tone, knowing there was likely more trouble afoot. He just nodded in silence, accepting his fate. "I know this is probably really silly of me... but uh... you know how you get wings sometimes?"
"Yeah. They aren't very useful..."
"I've only seen them up close once or twice but... I've never gotten to touch them before..." A wandering hand crept its way under the arch of his lower back. "They always looked so... soft..." He pursed his lips but knew arguing would ultimately be futile and he would quickly become powerless to your persuasive ways. "Would you?" He pressed his body forward before a gust of wind blew lightly on your face. You smiled at the ethereal sight, immediately reaching out to touch them. He found a comfortable position at the edge of the bed with you on his lap. You fully trusted him not to drop you as you stroked the coverts of feathers, gliding exploratory fingers to the base. You noticed how this brought goose bumps to Tamaki's arms, and proceeded to find that little patch of skin where his wings protruded, running your fingernails over it. This earned you a full body shiver from him, and he muffled his moan in your collarbone.
"Beautiful." You mumbled into his hair. He pulled back to look at you. "I feel really sinful though. It kind of feels like I'm doing it with an angel." Amajiki's face morphed in horror.
"You cant just say things like that!"
You laughed at your own awkwardness and felt giddy inside, planning to trade humor and pleasure with him as long as you could savor it. You decided to take your sweet time, knowing that if you had any say in it, these delightful ministrations would continue long into the night...
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You awoke the next morning, opening your eyes to a confusing sight. 'Who put that mirror there...' You wondered, seeing your own face reflected before you. You stared for a moment, slowly coming back to your senses from a deep sleep. 'Wait... my eyes aren't closed... THAT ISN'T A MIRROR!' You gasped and sat upright, looking around for Tamaki because the person lying beside you was definitely your body and not his.
"Did we switch bodies?!" You leapt out of the bed and sprinted to the bathroom mirror to investigate. "Is this a villain's quirk?!" Your violent movement shook the bed, rousing the not-quite stranger from slumber.
A flick of the light switch and you saw your own face in the mirror, body still adorned in Tamaki's "Fatgum's Superstar" t-shirt from the night before. "So then who..." You stood there gawking in the mirror before realizing: "AGH! MANIFEST!"
"F/N?" A voice called to you and you returned to the bedroom. You eyed him warily from the doorway. "Good morning."
"Morning..." You furrowed your brows at the sight before you. Your perplexed stare made the other person fidget.
"Did I... do something wrong?" They asked, pulling the covers up to their chin.
'Okay, that's definitely Tamaki in there.' You sighed, thankful there was no villain responsible for this ordeal. "No. You didn't do anything wrong."
"Then... wont you come back over here?" He put a hand on the quilt he was under, a timid invitation. "I erm..." He flushed pink, but it was still upon your features so you stared, bewildered. "...wanted to give you a uh... good morning kiss..." He saw your crooked look and started backtracking. "Th-that's if it isn't ah- too much... to ask..." You approached slowly and sat on the bed, completely intrigued by this whole ordeal and the impressiveness of his quirk. 'How long is this going to last? How can his quirk be activated and Tamaki be unaware of it?'
"P-please say something..." He begged, probably as confused as you were. You put your hand upon his to brace him for the news.
"Tamaki..." You tried to figure out how to phrase this to him delicately. "In your life, have you ever eaten anything... unusual?" He paused at the out-of-the-blue question.
"...Well... one time at the Tsukimi Festival, me and Mirio ordered some chicken from one of the vendors and I... sprouted cat ears..." He winced as if he was reliving it vividly. "It's one of my worst memories..." He grimaced with a hint of shame in your features. You were surprised the change in his hair length alone wasn't enough to make him notice the transformation, as your locks were hanging over his eyes when he tilted his head. "Why do you ask?"
"Uh... well hypothetically speaking... what if you ingested... human DNA?" Your face stared back at you in disgust.
"Hado tried to convince me to do that once with a strand of her hair. Who knows what would happen? Potentially I could mimic a piece of them with my hands or perhaps I could even use that person's quirk... But I guess we'll never know, huh?"
"Oh, I think I know..."
"What do you mean?"
"Come with me..." You gestured into the bathroom where he caught a glimpse in the mirror. He did a double take before shattering your eardrums.
"AAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
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"...I wish you wouldn't stare at me like that..." Tamaki mumbled at his breakfast while you scrutinized him scientifically. You were not used to seeing yourself like this, and quite frankly, it was fascinating to watch.
"Sorry." Was all you could say. "But don't worry. The effects will wear off by the end of the day." You two had established this fact after finally calming him down from his panic attack this morning. "Good thing we didn't have school today..."
"You're right. That would have been horrible."
"Everyone would have known what you had... eaten." You grinned and he blushed, hiding his face in his hands. "By the way... would you activate your wings again? I've always wanted to know what I would look like with wings... And ooh! Can I take some pictures too?"
"No... Please stop asking that..."
The End
Heheheh... And I bet you thought this was going to be a serious lemon.
Also, if nobody else steps up soon, I would be willing to assume the role of being the official supplier of Amajiki fics. Any objections? No? GOOD!