pegging/fingering tamaki who keeps trying to supress his pretty moans so you put a spider gag on him and tie his arms to the headboard🥰🥰
omg nonnie :0 warnings. bondage, gagging, uhhh, slight dacryphilia (??), gender-neutral reader
“mmf-” tamaki’s back arched and shuddered at the pleasure that he was constantly receiving but the moan that threatened to escape his kiss-swollen lips was cut off by a hand coming up to cover his mouth.
you sighed, gently removing your fingers from his clenching hole to stand. this was the fifth time you had hit his prostate and every single time, he had denied you from hearing his beautiful moans.
tamaki’s eyes widened as you walked away from the bed without another word. he lifted himself up on his forearms to watch you but not without the feeling of inadequacy and insecurity creeping up his spine.
“did i-i do something wrong?” his voice barely above a whisper. you chanced a look back at him as you made your way to the closet where your toys resided. the look on his face was heartbreaking, tears already finding themselves burning the backs of his eyes.
instead of verbally responding, you turned back away from him, opening your toy chest and searching until you found what you wanted.
you made no attempt to hide the objects from him as you moved back towards the bed causing tamaki’s eyes to widen and his hard cock to twitch against his stomach.
silently, you sat beside him on the bed taking the soft, unmarred skin of his wrists into your hands and carefully tying them to the headboard. you took your time, not missing the way your patience had tamaki’s chest heaving in anticipation.
finally, you had finished testing the restraints to make sure they weren’t harmful and decided to take a moment to admire your boyfriend.
his pale skin was almost entirely covered in a beautiful pink blush, his big eyes staring up at you admiringly. you let out a soft sigh, your hand coming up to brush some of the hair off his forehead. tamaki’s eyes closed as he leaned into your gentle touch, his body desperate for contact.
you were so caught up in enjoying your boyfriend that you nearly forgot about the whole catalyst for the restraints. you extracted your hand from its place on his cheek to grab the spider gag that sat by your side.
tamaki’s eyes were still closed as you tapped your finger on his bottom lip prompting him to open up. once he did, you not-so-gently shoved the gag into his mouth before quickly strapping it behind his head.
without another glance, you moved down the bed until you were back between his thighs where his dripping length and stretched hole awaited you.
“‘tama,” you began, your hand beginning to trace light patterns on his thighs, “you haven’t been very good today.” at that, you received audible resistance from him that would have been fully formed protests had it not been for the gag holding his mouth open.
you just shook your head at him, a delicate chuckle slipping past your lips. the hand running up his thigh shifted to reach his abdomen where a pool of precum was sitting in the dips of his hardened muscle.
“no tama, i want to hear all the pretty sounds you make when i make you feel good,” your fingers ran through the sticky lubricant before returning to his asshole. “you shouldn’t deny me that, right?”
with that, you pushed one-two fingers back into him and were immediately rewarded with a response. tamaki’s thighs tensed from their place beside you and his back arched but the moan that left his mouth was gorgeous.
after that, you refused to let up, desperation to hear more of his beautiful noises overtaking you. your fingers began slamming into him at a steady pace, the impact of them allowing choked whimpers and whines to leave tamaki’s throat.
his cock sat hard and throbbing on his stomach but you ignored it in favor of adding another finger and crooking them up until they hit his prostate. a warbled groan of what you were sure was meant to be your name exploded from him, the sound sending a jolt of arousal down your spine.
you decided to look up at his face and what you saw had you holding back your own gasp. tamaki was so pretty. fat tears streamed down his face, leaving streaks on his cheeks that mixed with the drool dripping from his lips. his nipples stood hard and proud from his chest, practically begging for your tongue but you refrained, instead focusing your efforts on making him come and making him come hard.
you doubled your speed, pressing against his prostate insistently before finally, finally taking his cock in your other hand.
it took one rough upstroke, adding pressure on his sensitive head to have him cumming rope after rope of cum onto your hand and all over his abdomen.
his hips stuttered into your touch as you fucked him through the orgasm, a stream of muffled obscenities, pleas, and iterations of your name leaving his lips. you retracted your hands when he started to whine, reaching them up to undo his binds and remove the gag.
the minute tamaki’s hands and mouth were free, he reached for you, pulling you into his embrace. he rested his head against your chest while you ran your fingers through his hair, careful to avoid his sensitive ears while muttering sweet nothings and declarations of love into the crown of his head.
after a while of this, the cum on your hand and his thighs were starting to dry uncomfortably, another whine escaping his chest. you smiled at the sound before standing and pulling tamaki up with you.
“let’s get you cleaned up, okay baby?”
“y-yeah, but um yn?” you turned to him immediately, his tone of voice making you slightly nervous.
“i-i love you.”