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I was just about to apply my lipgloss when I heard Tamaki’s familiar knock on my door. “Just a sec!” I placed it down and hurried to open the door for him so he wasn’t standing in the hall.
I opened the door and gave him a huge grin, “Wow! You look great Tamaki!”
He had on a white button-up, navy dress slacks, and a deep purple bowtie that complimented his hair. He blushed a bit, scratching the back of his head, “Oh, uh, thank you.” His blush deepened as his gaze traveled up and down my form, “You look…stunning.”
I smiled, smoothing down the imaginary wrinkles in my dress, “Thank you.” I cleared my throat and opened the door wider, moving back so that he could come in, “I just have to put on lipgloss and we can go.” I shut the door behind him, moving around him to go back to my desk.
“You don’t need it,” he mumbled, making my cheeks warm even as the smile grew on my face.
“Thank you,” I smiled at him, quickly frowning when he looked down at his feet. “What's wrong?"
He shook his head, “Nothing-I mean, um-” he cut himself off and took a breath. “It’s just, going to this dance. Not with you, I mean-” he blew out an exasperated breath, “-I want to go with you, I'm just nervous about going in general.” He finished in a rush, squeezing his eyes shut and taking a few breaths to calm himself down.
I stayed quiet, letting him take the time to compose himself. It had taken him a long time to get to this point, where he was comfortable enough to tell me what he was thinking. We had taken our time getting to know one another, enjoying each other as our relationship continued to deepen. He still had moments when speaking his mind was a little overwhelming to him but we worked through it. Although, social functions were still a work in progress. He still got anxious whenever there was a crowd.
I stepped closer to him when he seemed to have calmed, “Bad?”
He sighed, “Is it that obvious?”
I bit my lip to stifle the chuckle, “A little.” I held my fingers together in front of him.
He ran his hand through his hair, nodding. “Oh, well, yeah, I guess.” He shoved his hands into his pockets, a move I recognized of him attempting to stop from fidgeting.
My heart flipped over in sympathy. “Hey,” I touched his arm, bringing his focus back to me, “want to stay here for a little while? Let the dance get going and we can slip in unnoticed?”
His eyes widened, “Wha-”
“I wouldn’t mind hanging out here, just the two of us, for a little while at least?”
He stiffened for a moment before relaxing, his gaze finally shifting to meet mine, “I’d like that too,” he smiled softly.
I smiled back, tugging on his arm and leading him to the bed. I sat on the edge, motioning for him to sit beside me. Once we were settled, he let out a huge breath, clasping his hands in front of him. He turned and gave me a warm look, “Thank you.”
I reached out and cupped his cheek, “Of course, we can stay here as long as you need.”
He looked down at his feet again, an emotion crossing his face that I didn’t catch. He whispered something and I leaned forward trying to hear him.
“What was that? I didn’t hear it clearly.”
He bit his lip, “I, uh…I’m sorry.”
I stilled, my heart squeezing painfully in my chest. “Oh…Tamaki,” I breathed out his name, reaching my hands forward to turn his face back to me. “You never have to apologize to me for this, ok?”
He blinked at me and then, “Ok.” He leaned forward pressing our foreheads together, “Ok.”
“Besides,” I teased, “why wouldn’t I want to spend alone time with my dashing boyfriend?”
He finally laughed, albeit it was more of a pleased yet embarrassed chuckle but it helped to lighten the moment. I dipped my head, pressing a light kiss to his lips, and wrapped my arms around him, pulling him into a hug. He wrapped his arms around me, returning it and nuzzling his head in the crook of my neck.
“How long can we stay here?” He mumbled against my skin.
I smoothed my hands down his back, “As long as you want.”
“So…we don’t have to go at all?” His voice sounded hopeful.
I giggled, “Ok, well maybe not that. Mirio and Nejire are both expecting us. We promised to go.”
He sighed, “I know.”
“Were you hoping that I was going to forget that?”
He didn’t say anything for a long time, until he said almost too quietly for me to hear, “Yes.”
I laughed, squeezing him quickly, “We do have to show up at some point, but if we show up late that’s ok with me.”
He pulled back from my neck, looking me in the face, “You’re really ok if we show up late?”
“We didn’t promise when we were going to get there, just that we would show up.”
His mouth dropped open in surprise, “We can do that?”
I grinned, giving him a mischievous smirk, “Yep. But-” he froze, his body tensing at the dreaded word as I kept going, “-we have to come up with a good excuse as to why we were late unless you’re ok telling them that you didn’t want to come and we stayed here until the last possible moment.”
He relaxed, leaning back as he thought about it, “I don’t want to lie to them, but you make a good point.” He shifted on the bed, glancing back at me, “I don’t know. Do you?”
I gave him a soft smile,” We have some time to think about it.”
He gave me a little smile in return, “That’s true.”
I clapped my hands together, intent on changing the subject, “So what should we do?”
He blinked at me, “Do?”
I nodded, “Yep, what do you want to do since we’re chilling here?”
“Oh…right.” His eyes moved back to his shoes, staring at them before he suddenly stood up, startling me. He turned back to me, a light blush on his face, and held his hand out awkwardly. “Would you-would you like to dance?”
I froze, my eyes shifting from his hand to his face as his words sank in. My heart melted, warming my chest with a fuzzy feeling. “I-we-yes. I would love to!”
I placed my hand in his, letting him pull me up and lead me to the middle of the floor. I moved my hands to the back of his neck as he settled his on my waist. I smiled up at him, “What about music?”
He paused, “Oh…I hadn’t really thought about that.”
“Here,” I stepped away from him, moving to my phone and quickly turning on some soft romantic music. I moved back to him, placing my hands back around his neck as his went back to my waist, “There. Music.”
Tamaki gave me a little smile, “You always think of everything.”
“Not everything,” I shook my head as he started us swaying gently to the rhythm. “I mean, you thought of this,” I made a vague gesture encompassing us dancing.
He looked away for a moment, the blush returning to his cheeks, “Well, you look so nice in your dress, I didn’t want it to go to waste.”
It was my turn to blush, butterflies swirling in my stomach at the sweet comment. “It’s a wonderful idea, Tamaki,” I said softly.
His eyes roved over my face, taking in my blush, “No,” he halted midstep, “you are wonderful.”
He leaned down, capturing my lips in a sweet kiss. My heart fluttered in my chest and I gently kissed him back, sighing into it. After a moment, Tamaki pressed closer into me, tightening his grip on my waist. I felt his tongue hesitantly slide against my bottom lip, a silent question. I slid my own hands up into his hair, tilting my head and opening my mouth for him. He groaned, sending spirals of heat straight to my core as he licked against my tongue eagerly. His hands slid down until he was cupping my backside, holding me against him.
Tamaki broke the kiss only to trail his lips down my jaw to my neck, his lips warm on my skin. I hummed in pleasure, moving my head to the side to give him better access. I felt his hands slide down further, and gripping the backs of my thighs he lifted, making me gasp as I locked my hands around his neck while my legs wrapped around his waist.
“Tamaki!” I squeaked out.
He grunted the only indication that he heard me as he moved forward until I felt the edge of my desk under me. I eased my hold on him, adjusting myself to sit more comfortably. Tamaki’s hands moved to my hips as he stepped forward to keep himself between my legs, pressing his forehead to mine. His eyes were closed as his breath came out in little pants, “Can I keep kissing you?”
I felt a shot of liquid heat pool in my core, the air between us charged with something new. I threaded my fingers back through his hair, tilting my head until our lips were just brushing, and I whispered, “Yes, please.”
He pressed his lips to mine in a harsh kiss, a hand moving to cup the back of my head and hold me in place as he slid his tongue back into my mouth. I let out a small moan, letting Tamaki have complete control of the kiss. I felt his teeth nip along my bottom lip, making me gasp before his lips captured mine again.
His other hand on my hip pulled me closer to the edge of the desk and I wrapped my legs back around him. The hand on my hip drew upwards, splaying on my lower back and I arched into him, rubbing my body against his. He groaned, his lips moving back to my neck, kissing his way down and a sudden feeling of his wet tongue dragging across my skin sent ripples of heat through me.
I squeezed my legs around him, drawing him closer and we both let out ragged gasps when I felt his arousal press against my core through our clothes. He moved his face to my ear, whispering my name as he rocked his hips into mine. His hands moved down to the hem of my dress, sliding under it and gently stroking the bare skin of my thighs before slowly dragging higher. His mouth went back to pressing kisses to my neck, his teeth scraping along the skin, making me shiver.
An idea began to form in my head and I gently pushed him back, unlocking my legs from around him. He gave me a concerned look but I shook my head, giving him a small smile. My heart fluttered in my chest as liquid heat pooled between my legs. I licked my lips, locking my eyes with his. “Can I show you something?”
His breath hitched, his eyes going wide at my suggestion. “You-I-yes?” His words tumbled out in a fast staccato that took me a moment to sort out.
“Ok,” I breathed out, “then, would you sit there?” I pointed at my desk chair behind him. He looked at the chair and then back to me, a question in his eyes but I cut him off. “Trust me?”
He gave me a searching look before nodding slowly, then gingerly lowering himself into the chair facing me. I gave him a reassuring look before I stood up from the desk, my smile turning coy as I began to unzip my dress. Tamaki’s eyes went wide as saucers, focusing completely on me. A zing of heat sliced through me and I let my dress fall to the ground, pooling on the floor around my feet.
Tamaki stared, his gaze taking in my near-nude form and I thanked my past self for deciding to wear my nicest matching set of undergarments. They weren’t sexy by any means, but if the look on my boyfriend’s face was anything to go by, they may as well have been. His face was slightly flushed, his arousal prominent in his slacks and his breath whooshed out when he saw my hands reach back to unclasp my bra.
I paused, “Do you want me to stop?” He wordlessly shook his head, his hands gripping the tops of his thighs as he watched every move I made. I unhitched the clasp and let my bra follow the same path as my dress. With my breasts now free, I hooked my fingers into the waistband of my underwear, and keeping my gaze on Tamaki, I slowly pushed them down my legs, stepping out of them completely. I stood in front of him, wearing only my heels and jewelry.
Reaching behind me, I braced my hands on the desk and sat back down on it, spreading my legs wide. Tamaki’s mouth parted, his hands clenching into fists. Heat sliced through me and I bit my lip to stop the groan that wanted to escape at the sight of him.
When I found my voice again, I asked, “Want me to keep going?”
His gaze snapped from my core to my eyes, and licking his lips he said, “Please.”
A small shiver went down my spine, and I adjusted myself, getting more comfortable. I kept my eyes glued to Tamaki’s face as I brought my hands first up to my breasts, cupping them in my palms and pinching the nipples between my thumb and forefingers. A small moan slipped out as desire licked through me.
Tamaki stared, his breath coming out in light pants. I let my head fall back, closing my eyes as I plucked at the hard pebbles. I brought my head back up to watch Tamaki while I dragged a hand down to my core. I slid a finger against myself, watching his eyes close and his adam’s apple bob as he swallowed. A groan left his lips, his eyes quickly opening to watch as I played with myself.
I could feel more liquid heat pooling beneath my fingers as I slowly slid my fingers around the bundle of nerves. Tamaki’s eyes roved over me, taking in everything and my own breath hitched as I watched his hands move towards his arousal only to jerk back and clench on top of his legs.
“Can I-” the strain in his voice halted my movements, “can I touch you?”
I slowly moved my hands down behind me, bracing my weight on them, and widened my legs a little more. “I would love for you too.”
Tamaki’s breath slammed out of him in a harsh groan. He squeezed his eyes shut, taking in ragged breaths. He shakily got to his feet before walking towards me, desire and something else flitting across his features.
He hesitantly lifted his hands, hovering them over my chest, and gave me a searching look. My heart did a little flip-flop and I gently ran my hands up his arms to lace my fingers behind his head, pulling his face closer to mine. I pressed a featherlight kiss to his lips before whispering, “Touch me, Tamaki, please.”
I heard him swallow hard, his eyes locked onto mine as he finally cupped my breasts. I hummed, little sparks of pleasure spiraling through me at his touch and I arched into him slightly, a small encouragement to keep going. At my reaction, he carefully moved his fingers, matching mine from earlier, and began to tease my nipples.
Tamaki dipped his head, letting out a small noise before pressing kisses into the crook of my neck, murmuring praises into my skin. He stepped closer, one hand trailing down over my stomach, and my toes curled with anticipation. His fingers ever so lightly slid against my core, igniting a burst of pleasure through me. My head fell back and I gasped out, my fingers tightening in his hair. Tamaki groaned when I rocked my hips against his hand, causing another wave of heat within me.
I whispered into his ear, “Tamaki, can we-I want you.”
He stopped moving and for a moment I thought he had stopped breathing when he let out a strangled noise, pulling his head back to stare at me with wide eyes. “You-what?”
I bit my lip, not expecting that reaction from him, and glanced away. “I…I want you, Tamaki.” I looked back up into his eyes, “If you don’t want to go further than this,” I swallowed, “then, that’s ok.” I gave him a small smile, “But you should know that I do mean it. I do want you.”
He stared at me, a whirlwind of emotions flying across his face too fast for me to catch. Finally, he closed his eyes, letting out a ragged breath, “I…” he trailed off, slowly opening his eyes to gaze at me with what I could only describe as wonder. “Are you sure?”
My chest warmed, my heart melting into a puddle, “I’m very sure.” I leaned forward and pressed a light kiss to his lips, “Do you want to?”
“Yes-I-yes, but I didn’t think-I mean-you are-yes-yes, I want to,” he spluttered out.
I giggled, earning a mournful look from him. I bit my lip and smoothed my hands down the front of his shirt, “Sorry, you’re just really cute.”
“O-oh,” he blushed, “I guess that’s ok.”
“Mmhmm,” I pressed a light kiss to his lips, my fingers slowly starting to undo his tie. “And handsome.” I tugged at the tie, sliding it free from his neck, and dropping it to the floor. I started unbuttoning his shirt next, Tamaki’s breath becoming harsher with each popped button. “And sexy,” I pressed another kiss to his mouth, letting my hands push open his shirt. He bit his lip as I moved my head lower to kiss the bare skin of his chest, a quiet breath escaping him. “And mine.” His breath hitched as I flicked my tongue out, teasing him slightly.
He brought his hands up, cupping my cheeks and bringing my face level to his. “And you’re mine,” he breathed.
“All yours,” I whispered back as he kissed me.
He took his time, his mouth gently moving against mine before slowly sliding his tongue out to lick along my bottom lip. I eagerly opened for him, both of us groaning at the contact. I reached down, palming his length through his clothes, and heat pooled low in my core when he made a low noise in his throat. His hips rocked forward and he broke the kiss to drag his mouth down my jaw back to my neck.
Using both hands I fumbled to unbuckle his belt, Tamaki continuing to lick and nip at my skin. I finally got it undone and I made quick work of his pants, moving them down his hips, the metal clinking as it hit the floor. I felt his hands join mine at the waistband of his underwear, and I gasped when he moved his head to catch my lips in a harsh kiss as he shoved them down his legs. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, his shirt still hanging loosely on him, returning the kiss.
He moved his hands to my hips, gripping tightly as he shuffled forward, not bothering to step out of his clothes and I moaned into his mouth when I felt the first touch of his length at my entrance.
He broke the kiss with a gasp, halting his movements, “If-if we need to stop tell me, ok?”
“Ok,” I breathed out. I hooked my legs around his waist, moving our hips closer together, and locked my ankles. “I’ll tell you, promise.”
He choked out a breath as his arousal slid through my folds, “Ok.” He swallowed, giving me one last searching look before he took a breath and pressed inside.
My own breath stuck in my throat as I felt the first stirrings of pain at being stretched. Tamaki’s eyes locked with mine, watching every expression while he pushed further into me. I tried to give him an encouraging smile but a gasp was wrenched from me when I felt something odd and painful move within me.
He stopped, “Bad?”
I swallowed, “It’s…not good.”
“Should-”
“Don’t stop.”
His eyes roved over my face, before he bit his lip, nodding slowly. I let out a breath, trying to relax, hoping that it would help. Surprisingly, it did. The pain was definitely still there, but forcing my body to relax, and focusing on keeping my muscles from tensing up, helped.
I wasn’t sure how long it took, but when I finally felt Tamaki’s hips press fully into mine, we both let out relieved sighs. He nuzzled into the crook of my neck, breathing in deeply. After a few minutes, the pain receded, still there, but much fainter than before.
“Better?” he mumbled.
“A little. Could you tell?”
“You’re…not as tight as you were?”
“Oh,” heat fluttered in my abdomen, “well, uh…do you want to try to move?” I heard him let out a small groan, his hips jerking slightly at my suggestion. My breath hitched, pleasure sparking inside me, “Oh! Yes, you should move, definitely move.”
His hands on my hips tightened, “Are you-”
“Yes,” I groaned out.
He didn’t need any more encouragement, sliding his length out slowly before pushing his hips back against mine. I moaned out his name, arching my back as pleasure swept through me. I felt my muscles clench around him with every thrust, and I heard his breath rasp out as he mumbled my name. Tamaki’s hips began to find a rhythm that caused heat to swirl in my core, his length hitting something inside me, making me squeeze my eyes shut. Hot pleasure began to ripple within me until it suddenly crashed through me, my body locking itself around him and waves of bliss engulfed me. Tamaki choked out a breath, his hips slamming into mine until he gave one last harsh thrust, his body twitching against mine before he finally relaxed.
We stayed locked together for a while, our chests heaving against each other before he let out a soft sigh. “That was incredible.”
I gave a tired chuckle, “I agree, much better than going to any dance.”
Tamaki’s body tensed and he quickly pulled back to stare into my face with wide eyes, “The dance! What are we going to tell Mirio and Nejire?!”
“That…we were practicing dancing in my room and lost track of time?”
He blinked at me, a blush rising to his cheeks, “Well, that's not a complete lie.”
"Just don't tell them which dance," I teased.
His blush deepened but he gave me a small smile, "I definitely won't."