cw: jealous tamaki, possessiveness, breeding kink, dumbification, squirting. let me know if i missed any.
a/n: breeding session w tama :( based off this. tryin a new format cos i thought the purple would b cute n the picture is kinda hard to see so maybe it won't get flagged. as always no minors or blank blogs, rbs + comments > likes.
all those people always making oogly eyes at you like he's not right there. you don't give them the time of day, you never do, no, but that doesn't stop him from filling you till you pass out when you guys finally get to his room.
"they don't know you like i do, don't k-know what you like like i do"
it's spoken ragged above you, your whole body jostling with the force of your boyfriend's thrusts. there's a foamy, sticky mess that connects your two bodies from the three previous loads he's fucked into you. tacky white strings of both your cum stick from his hips and splat back onto your ass with a loud plat plat plat, it's his favorite. the noise and feeling of release cooling on your bodies and dripping onto the sheets below drives him crazy.
your hands wrap around his wrists that cage you in, one on either side of your head as you try and ground yourself through the relentless bullying of his third leg. brain dead little "ah nnh ah!"s leaving your glossy lips and you swear you can feel him in your lungs. you squeeze around him tighter when his swollen head bumps the slit of your cervix, a high mewl escaping while he mutters something above you.
you crane your neck as best you can despite the fatigue settling and you have to fight off cumming on the spot when you take all of him in. he's beautiful. chest toned and fit, arms bulging as a sheen of sweat covers his body and forehead. his cheeks are the lewdest tinge of red, dark hair falling around his face perfectly with brows pinched in pure concentration. breed breed breed. it's the only thing in his head when he fucks you like this.
your cunt speaks for you and it has him breaking eye contact at where he's pistoning into you, eyes onyx and blown wide. your head drops back onto the mattress but your sight remains on him.
"they don't know your insides like i do." he growls and your body can't help but react. you squeeze your eyes shut and nod, mouth parted and breath airy as he prods your pretty spot like only he knows how to.
"only y-you tama, o-only you only you only you always only y-!"
his big, scarred hand grabs your jaw to force your head up again. his lips finding their way to yours like they're his lifeline. he kisses you deep and full till he's sure there's nothing left in your head. "only me" he agrees against your mouth and you whine. you're both panting but can't seem to pull away long enough to catch your breath. it happens before you even realize but he feels it first; the rhythmic clenching of your puffy pussy cumming one last time on his cock.
with a loud keen your body feels set ablaze, nerves tingling in overdrive when he doesn't stop even after this orgasm is...wetter than your previous one. he's not far from his own end, maneuvering his hand from out of your grip where you hold him to cover your hand instead, his fingers interlocking with yours before four final, sloppy thrusts hump into you. a pained noise traveling from the tips of his toes to the hair on his head leaving him when he pumps his thick, hot sperm into you one last time.
he drops his head atop yours and each whiny gasp let out followed by a pump of cum feels like heaven once he stills. he's trained you into his perfect little sperm bank, his angel cum dump that finds this is bliss. with all that you have left in you you whisper a tiny "yours, tama." sweetly -angelically -before succumbing to exhaustion. it's cute, he thinks.
