◇ Tamsy Caines x Reader ◇
A/N : This does contain smut, if you aren't comfortable with something like that, please don't click ♡
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It started with an argument.
Well, an argument is a bit of an overexaggeration. Disagreement would fit your situation with Tamsy better. He didn't mean to say it, he just got caught up in his irritation and didn't think twice before letting the words slip from his lips. You go silent, and he notices instantly, but he doesn't panic. Instead, a very subtle sheen of concern creeps across his face, his eyebrows furrowing just enough to be vaguely visible.
"Hey. . . something wrong?" He asks almost tentatively, an unusual stance for the usually composed cleaner.
When you don't reply, he doesn't hover over you, just stays around. Watching. Observing. Thinking. His eyes track your every move, every word missed, every word he says ignored as hours pass with your ongoing silent treatment. Finally, after what some would deem too long, he knocks on your door not long after you move to sit in your room, not giving up despite the absence of an answer and waits patiently for you to speak or even make a sound of acknowledgement to his presence.
You clamp a hand over your mouth to stifle your quiet laughter as you hear his consistent knocking and hear what almost turns into pleas from Tamsy needing to hear you're okay and not mad or hurt. Your laughter reaches his ears and he pauses, his hand hovering over the door handle before grasping it and opening the door, standing in the doorway silently, his gaze fixated on your form where you're sat at your desk.
"There. . . you're alright." He mutters in relief, not barging in and instead just waiting by the doorway, giving you some space whilst also providing the care and attention he lacked in giving you before. "I. . . I apologise for my words."
"Tamsy - it's fine. I'm not mad, I was just upset. But it's okay now." Your voice is soft as you finally break your silence, your eyes glimmering with amusement at his rare show of emotion, watching as a small smile tugs at the corners of his lips.
"It's not fine. My words were uncalled for, and I never wish to say such a thing to you again, my Angel." He murmurs as he steps into your room properly and gently closes the door behind him, waiting until you stand up from the chair to advance further into your space, his hand reaching for yours.
The tension dissolves as his fingertips brush your own, your hand curling around his at the light touch, his eyes sincere and warm as he gazes at you.
"Promise me you'll talk to me next time, not just disappear when things get too quiet between us." His words are heavy with unspoken emotion, an almost pleading undertone to his voice as he gently pulls you closer until you're flush against him.
"I promise. I'm sorry for making you worry." You reply quietly, your hands shifting to rest on his shoulders as he pulls you close, giving a small nod to his words and watching as his eyes soften at your voice.
"There is no need to apologise for actions that were not your fault, my love." He says gently, lifting his free hand and gently scooping your chin up so he's able to see your face properly. His eyes trace your face for a good few moments in silence before he leans in, pressing his lips onto yours gently.
Despite your previous upset state, you melt straight into his touch, your lips moving against his own as his hands slide down to grasp your hips, pulling you properly against him as he deepens the kiss and nudges your head back to allow him more access. Tension rises in the room again, but it's not the same tension as before. This time, it's more heated, full of emotion and want but also the need to ensure that everything's okay.
Slowly, Tamsy backs you up until the backs of your knees hit your bedside, his lips pressing onto yours over and over, barely giving you a chance to breath. Your heart thuds as he breaks the kiss for a second to gently push you down onto your back on the bed before getting onto the plush mattress himself, connecting your lips once more. Your arms loosely wrap around his neck again as he nudges your legs open, settling himself in between them and trailing his hands down your chest and stomach before stopping at the waistband of your trousers, his fingertip tracing the fabric slowly.
Your breath hitches as his hand slowly starts to tug at your waistband, a small noise of anticipation being lost in his lips as he presses them more firmly onto your own, pulling your trousers down your legs and discarding them elsewhere before settling his hands onto your inner thighs as he pushes your legs further apart. Tamsy only now breaks the kiss, moving his lips down your neck instead and gently nipping at the sensitive skin, his breath ghosting over your pulse point before giving it a small bite and continuing his trail down your unmarred skin. Meanwhile, his hands explore the newfound skin, his fingertips brushing lightly over the damp fabric of your underwear, a small smirk forming on his lips at the shiver it pulls from you, your eyelids fluttering.
Without any hesitation, his hands grasp your underwear and slowly pull it off, making you wait as long as possible as he watches your reaction, his smirk getting wider at each and every small noise and twitch his touches pull from you. His fingers trail over your slick-coated folds before spreading them open to expose you to his hungry eyes, his gaze tracing over your reddened and glistening skin. His eyes lock back onto your own as he slowly slips one of his fingers inside of you, groaning quietly at the feeling of your walls tightening around him as he slowly pushes it in and out.
Quiet moans drop from your lips as he pushes his finger in deeper, slipping in a second and scissoring them inside of you slowly, his eyes darkening at the sound of your noises as he gradually pushes them in deeper and deeper. You writhe beneath his touch, your chest heaving and eyelids fluttering as soft whimpers and moans drop from your lips, Tamsy's free hand lifting to hold your legs open so he can continue his ministrations, not letting you stop him. He keeps pushing his fingers in and out of your heat, gradually increasing his pace as he pushes you closer and closer towards an orgasm.
"F-fuck, Tamsy!! I can't. . . please!" Your words escape within a broken moan as you try and shut your legs but he continues to hold them open as you get closer and closer to finishing, his eyes locked on your flushed face.
"Yes, you can, Angel. Come on, just a little more for me, okay?" Tamsy murmurs softly as he keeps pushing his fingers in harder and deeper, feeling you get tighter around his fingers until you suddenly hit your peak, finishing on his hand.
His smirk grows bigger as you finish, finally pulling his fingers out of you and leaning down, kissing you gently before he sheds his own clothes, leaving him bare seconds later. His hand grasps his Tokushin that sits beside the bed alongside your vital instrument, his smirk only growing more as he creates threads that wrap around your wrists and tie you to the headboard, restricting any movement in your arms. Tamsy's tongue slowly drags across his lips as he stares down at your now tied up body, trailing his hand down your exposed skin before pushing your legs up and finally guiding his length to your entrance, not even giving you a second to think before he sinks into you inch by inch.
A groan of pleasure escapes his lips as he bottoms out inside of you, your walls tight around him as you moan, squirming around beneath his body as he lays over you, his hands braced by your head. After what feels like eternity, he starts to move, thrusting into you and gradually making his thrusts harder as quiet moans drop from his lips, grunting as he pushes himself deeper into you. Beneath his body, moans are torn from your lips as you pull at your bindings, unable to grasp at anything as your wrists stay held by the thread, your back arching off the bed as he delves deeper and deeper into you. Your eyelids flutter and your walls tighten around him, moaning breathily and writhing as pleasure wracks through your body, every thrust pressing his tip straight into one specific sweet spot inside of you that he knows well.
Despite the hardness of his movements, you can still feel the undertone of reassurance in his touch and his need for reassurance, making sure you aren't mad at him any longer. Tamsy pants as his thrusts get more and more forceful, biting on his bottom lip as more noises tear from your throat, feeling every ridge of his length dragging against your sensitive walls.
"That's it, Angel - let me hear you. . ." He groans as your moans reach his ears, his hands still holding open your thighs. His head drops forward as pleasure sends shudders up his spine, his lips parted and chest heaving as he keeps driving into you, fueled by your moans.
Tamsy's movements become more desperate as he quickly approaches his orgasm, feeling it building in his stomach as he thrusts erratically, you writhing and moaning loudly as you fight against the bindings, wanting to grasp onto him as the overwhelming feeling of your incoming orgasm overtakes you. Finally, after a few minutes more of the desperation, both you and Tamsy hit your orgasms at the same time, and he spills deep inside of you with a shuddering groan, his length pulsing with aftershocks as you finish around him with a cry of his name.
You both stay like that for a few seconds before Tamsy catches his breath and slowly pulls out with a wet schlick, his eyes trailing down to your wetness as the result of your combined orgasms leaks out of you. His eyes meet yours once more before looking back down at your slick, shifting himself down the bed until he's face to face with your heat.
He slowly blows on your clit, smirking as a weak moan escapes you and your body jolts, sensitive after your intense bonding. His tongue flicks against the sensitive bundle before he leans in, the cold metal of his lip piercing rubbing the bundle and making you cry out, squirming like mad under his touch as he laps at your sensitive skin whilst trailing his piercing ball through your slick, enjoying the reaction it pulls from you.
After what feels like an age of the teasing touches from his mouth, Tamsy pulls away and sits up, licking his lips and grasping his Tokushin to unbind your wrists. As the thread finally falls away from your wrists, you slump down onto the bed, your chest heaving as aftershocks of the pleasure run through you, your eyes barely open.
"You did so well for me, my Angel." Tamsy murmurs as he shifts to lay beside you, gathering you into his arms and settling you against his chest as his hand cups your cheek, his lips gently pressing to yours a few times as he gazes down at you like you're the only thing that makes his life worth living.
An exhausted but satisfied groan escapes you as you tuck yourself into his body, your eyes already fluttering shut as his arms now slip around you to hold your body to his, a fond expression on his usually composed face as he gazes at your tired form, pressing a last kiss to your forehead before he allows himself to fall asleep.
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A/N : Special little fic for my friend @kanakarq I hope you like it hg. ♡
