Spring Time Event - “Missing You Among the Cherry Blossom Trees”
A/N: As some of you may or may not know, I have been participating in the anonymous spring time event put together by @bnhaclaimedmysoul
I had so much fun doing this and feel so incredibly lucky to have gotten to know @kingtamakimurder over the past couple of weeks. Shania, you are such a beautiful and loving person. I really hope that you enjoy what I wrote and I hope that you don’t cry too much~
Amajiki Tamaki x Reader
Warnings: angst/depression in the beginning, ends in comfort/smut
Word Count: 3,374
Three months, one week, and four days. That was how long it had been since you’d seen your husband. The pro-hero Suneater, Amajiki Tamaki, was currently in another district working undercover. Because of this, you also had not spoken to him, either; contact restricted due to the sensitivity of his assignment.
You’d both talked about it before he’d left and you had expressed that you were okay with him taking on the job. However, you had not anticipated that it would have taken this long. It was too long. You were woefully lonely with only the company of your newly acquired Yorkie puppy. You and Tamaki had purchased him mere weeks before he’d been given his assignment and you were beginning to fear that the pup may no longer remember your absent husband.
Your friends tried their best to keep you company and keep you occupied, but they couldn’t provide you with the affection and intimacy you needed. You found yourself frequently sitting on the couch at the end of the night watching the video of your wedding. It was beautiful, and it never got old. You would watch and listen to Tamaki all day, if you could. It wasn’t quite the same, however; it couldn’t compare to the real thing.
Not to mention he couldn’t touch you from inside a video. He couldn’t hold you or make love to you. He couldn’t spend time with you, either. You were lucky enough to get a call from the agency once a week to let you know that he was still alive.
You heaved a sigh as you flopped down on your couch, having just watched your wedding video for the third time that day. A glance at your calendar showed that tomorrow was the cherry blossom viewing festival. You had really hoped that Tamaki would be back in time for it, but it looked like you would be attending with your friends, instead. Being apart was only getting harder.
Your puppy, Coco, licked your hand and whined. It was time for a walk. Getting up, you grabbed the leash and headed out the door with your puppy. While you were out, you picked up some takeout for dinner. Of the two of you, Tamaki was the better cook and you usually left that task to him. Since he was gone, you weren’t exactly inspired to do much cooking.
You ate your dinner in silence, soaking up the emptiness of your apartment. After exchanging a few texts with your friends about the festival tomorrow, you cleaned up and headed to bed with Coco right behind you. Getting under the covers, you stared at the empty space beside you and found it incredibly difficult to face.
You rolled over, but the empty space pressed against your back as you hugged your pillow. You couldn’t remember the last time you had felt so lonely in your own home. Closing your eyes, you emptied your mind of thoughts as you forced yourself to sleep.
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The next morning, you woke up feeling as though you hadn’t slept at all. Dragging yourself out of bed, you took the puppy outside to do his business, then came back to start getting ready for the festival. You showered, fixed your hair, put on some makeup, and put on your yukata.
Staring at yourself in the mirror, you decided that the makeup was enough to hide how tired you were. The only thing you needed to do was smile to hide how lonely you were. Yeah, you could do that. You just had to tell yourself that Tamaki was coming home tomorrow, even if you really had no idea when he’d actually return. Heaving a sigh, you gathered up Coco and headed out to meet your friends at the festival.
You surprised yourself; you managed to have a good time and your friends were an excellent distraction. They kept you busy, eating the food and playing some of the festival games. It went well until it was time to picnic under the cherry blossom trees. Your mind drifted on the slight breeze that carried soft pink petals to the ground. You really wished Tamaki could have been there to enjoy the view with you. He would have loved the atmosphere.
You stayed as long as you could, trying not to leave too early. Your friends tried to get you to stay, but you insisted that you were feeling tired and they finally let you go. It wasn’t a lie, you really did feel tired, but you were mostly feeling an ache. There was an ache in your heart, but there was also an ache between your thighs.
While you had thought about your missing husband, your thoughts had wandered to how he might touch you as you sat on the picnic blanket. A soft caress above your knee, a hand placed at the small of your back. He wasn’t a very daring man, but no matter where he touched you, it always seemed to set your skin ablaze.
You even dared to imagine that the two of you might have snuck off to find a secluded place among the trees to attempt a quickie. He, of course, would have to be persuaded into doing that, but you knew that he ultimately couldn’t resist you. Not that you could resist him, either.
Once you were home, you unhooked Coco’s leash and started to undress yourself, not caring where the pieces of your yukata and underwear landed. You would pick it up later when you didn’t have just one thing on your mind. Your feet carried you to your bedroom, not bothering to close the door, and to your dresser.
Opening one of the bottom drawers, you rummaged around for a vibrator that hadn’t been used in quite some time. With Tamaki, you found little use for such a thing, and since he’d been gone, your sex drive had been lacking. Now, however, you would put it to good use.
Once you’d settled yourself on the bed, you activated your quirk and created the illusion of the cherry blossom trees you’d seen that day. The branches swayed in a breeze that didn’t exist, petals dancing around you. The second illusion you created was Tamaki, naked and sitting on the edge of the bed next to you.
Unfortunately, you couldn’t recreate sound, only images. It would have to do. The Tamaki illusion smiled at you lovingly, just as he did in your wedding video. It was a smile you knew like the back of your hand after watching it so many times. You fixated on his smile and brought the vibrator between your legs.
It was a miracle the batteries were good as it began to buzz, sending pleasurable vibrations over your clit. You gasped as you rubbed it in circles over the little bud, keeping your focus on the image of your husband. Illusion Tamaki moved his hand between your legs. Even though you couldn’t feel him, it made your imagination run wild.
With your free hand, you dipped a finger inside your dripping center and let yourself believe that it was your husband’s, instead. You stared at the image of him as he continued to smile at you with the hint of shyness that was just so him. Your fingers sought just the right spot within you as you dug the vibrator against your clit, chasing your release.
It wasn’t working, though. No matter how close to the edge you got yourself, you couldn’t seem to push yourself over. You weren’t sure how long you were trying, but, finally, the battery on the vibrator gave out and you were left with nothing but your own fingers. Frustrated, you let your hands fall to your sides.
You stared at the empty sky you’d created, pink petals still swirling around you. All of your emotions and your loneliness welled up within you and you felt tears slip down into your hair. Sitting up suddenly, you chucked the vibrator across the room in an attempt to vent your frustration. A sob wracked your body and you pulled your knees to your chest as you cried.
You needed Tamaki more than ever.
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It had been a long three months and Tamaki was excited to finally be coming home. He’d missed you so much and he wanted nothing more than to hold you in his arms. If he was being honest with himself, he missed other things with you, too. Talking to you was the biggest one, but he also missed having your body under his and hearing your sweet voice make sounds that were just for him.
The moment he opened the door to your apartment, he could hear your soft moans coming from the bedroom. His eyes landed on the pieces of your yukata that had been scattered across the apartment. A moment of doubt flickered in his heart until he realized there wasn’t a second set of clothes or shoes.
He’d decided to surprise you with coming home, but he never would have guessed what he would find when he finally made it. Curiosity getting the better of him, he silently tread towards the bedroom and peeked inside. What he saw broke his heart.
The room was hidden by your illusion of the cherry blossoms as you sat naked on their bed. Your knees were tucked against your chest as you sobbed into them. An illusion of himself sat next to you, apparently attempting to console you, but it had no voice and no substance to touch you with. You sniffled and looked up at the illusion of him, placing a hand on his cheek. Your hand passed right through him, however, and he dissolved into a mist and you cried even harder.
“Y/N…?” Tamaki called out softly to you. You jumped and your head snapped around in his direction. Your eyes widened at the sight of him and you quickly tried to wipe your eyes.
“T-Tamaki? Is it really you?” You lowered your legs and stood up. He nodded quickly and reached his arms towards you. A sob tore from your lips and you lunged yourself into his embrace.
He stroked your hair and kissed the top of your head, holding you tightly while you cried about how much you had missed him. “I missed you, too, Y/N. So much.” When you finally managed to calm your crying, he pulled you away from him slightly to push your hair back and wipe away your tears. “What were you doing in here, sweetie?”
You closed your eyes, soaking in your husband’s touch. His question made you flush, though, and you sniffled a little, your nose still running a bit from your crying. “I, um, I missed you and I had really wanted to go to the festival with you.” Your lips pressed together tightly, letting him figure out the rest.
He nodded slowly. “And the reason you were crying?”
A deep flush colored your skin as you buried your face against his chest. “Imagining you were here with me wasn’t enough. I- I couldn’t… cum.” Tamaki’s eyes widened, his arms tightening around your middle.
“Y/N…” You glanced up at him and he took the opportunity to kiss you, his mouth searing against your own. A soft moan left you as you raised your arms, wrapping them around his neck to draw him closer. Breaking the kiss, Tamaki’s hands cupped your face. “Would… you like to try again? I might be able to help…”
Your mouth meeting his again was the only answer he needed as your hands tore at his clothes. He did his best to help you, but felt as though he was getting in your way rather than being helpful in any way. Giving up on that venture, he instead corralled you back to the bed until your knees hit the edge and you were sent tumbling backwards.
A smile curled Tamaki’s lips as he stared down at your naked form. He had missed this - had missed you - so much. Dropping his pants and his underwear, he watched as your gaze dropped to between his legs to his hardened member. He palmed himself and gave himself a few strokes, watching as your body shuddered in response.
He could see your folds glistening with moisture and he spread your legs to get a better view, his fingers sliding along your inner thighs. Gripping your thighs, he tugged you down suddenly until your ass was at the edge of the bed and he got down on his knees. Keeping his eyes on you, Tamaki brought his mouth to your folds and licked the length of your slit. A soft gasp escaped you as your hips jerked at the sudden contact.
With a low moan, he dipped his tongue back inside your folds and found your entrance. He’d nearly forgotten how good you tasted as his tongue slipped inside of you. “Tamaki!” You cried and your hands reached for his hair to prevent him from pulling away while his tongue explored inside of you.
Tamaki moaned, sending pleasurable vibrations through your core. You felt yourself nearing the edge quickly, moans and mewls falling from your lips as your hands gripped your husband’s hair. Your head slammed against the mattress as Tamaki brought his thumb to your clit and rubbed tight circles over the tiny bud. “Ah! Tama~! I’m gonna-”
You gasped as Tamaki suddenly pulled away, leaving your orgasm on the edge of a cliff. You almost cried, but Tamaki quickly covered your body with his own to kiss you. “Not yet, baby. I want this to last as long as possible. I missed you so much.” Your husband went on to pour praise after praise into your ear as his hands roamed your body.
Soft moans escaped you as he grabbed your breasts and teased your nipples, pinching them and kissing them. His mouth closed over one of them and sucked, flicking his tongue over the hardened bud, making your back arch off of the bed. He made sure to give your other breast the same treatment before dipping his fingers into your tight heat. You gasped as you felt him insert two of his fingers at once, stretching you out deliciously.
“You’re so beautiful, Y/N. I’m so lucky to have you.” You listened to him give you more praises as his fingers slowly began to work inside of you. Soft whimpers escaped you as you writhed under his touch.
Your moans turned into words as you returned your husband’s praise. “Tamaki, I love you so much. You’re the only one who can make me feel this good. Please don’t stop-!” Your hips bucked as his fingers stroked against the spongy spot within you that had you seeing stars. It was no accident. Tamaki knew your body by memory and knew exactly how to drive you wild.
The assault on your g-spot had you hurtling yet again towards your release. Your inner walls clenched tightly around Tamaki’s fingers as though trying to prevent him from leaving. Despite your desperation, however, he stopped once more just before you could plummet over the edge of bliss.
You whimpered as his hand left you. “Tamaki… please…” You were already more than frustrated from before he had gotten there, unable to get yourself off with the vibrator. Tamaki sucked your juices from his fingers, humming with pleasure as his gaze held yours. The view was erotic and sent several shudders through your body.
“Just a little bit longer, I promise, baby.” Your husband drew your legs around his hips and gave his neglected cock a few strokes. “Tell me, Y/N, how badly you want me. I’ll let you cum if you do.” Your breath quickened at the sight of Tamaki’s engorged cock, wanting nothing more than to have him inside you and pounding you into oblivion.
You swallowed roughly as a bit of guilt overtook you. “Um, I should… I should tell you, before…” Your eyes found his confused gaze. “I stopped taking my birth control.” You watched his reaction carefully as his eyes widened. “If… if you want to use a condom, then…” You couldn’t help yourself from looking away. Tamaki had gone completely still.
Truthfully, ever since you’d gotten married, Tamaki had thought of nothing else than to start a family together. He had never had the nerve to bring it up to you, instead deciding to let you tell him when you were ready for it. When he finally spoke, his voice was hesitant and quiet. “Y/N… do… do you want to have a baby?” His face flushed as your gaze snapped back to his, your eyes wide. A small smile lifted your lips and you gave him a little nod. That was all it took, the only answer he needed before his cock plunged deep inside of you. You cried out as he filled you so completely, your hands reaching for anything to cling onto as your husband rutted roughly into you.
His hands gripped yours, shoving them over your head as his thrusts took your breath away with how desperately he fucked you. “I want to fill you up so bad, Y/N…” He panted in your ear. “I’ll fill you up so much that you’ll definitely get pregnant. You’ll look so beautiful carrying our child.” Tamaki’s words barely registered as the only thing you could concentrate on was the pleasure he was making you feel.
Your mouth fell open as constant moans fell from your lips, your hips bucking as you did your best to keep up with his thrusts. “Tama! Fill me up, please! Impregnate me!” You barely knew what you were saying as Tamaki’s pace increased and you saw white. Finally, your orgasm washed over you, your body convulsing at the intense pleasure that filled you. Tamaki’s mouth covered yours, silencing your cries of pleasure and reducing them to whimpers.
His hips stuttered as he chased his own release, your inner walls still fluttering and clenching around his cock. With a few words of encouragement from you, he finally spilled his hot seed within you as he reached his orgasm. His body stilled until he was done, filling you up just like he’d promised. The two of you panted, basking in the afterglow. His hands released yours and cupped your face as his lips found yours, peppering you with kiss after kiss.
He hadn’t pulled out of you, yet, and you could still feel him throbbing within you. Tamaki wasn’t done and you smiled through the kisses, waiting patiently for him to recover. You lifted your hands and thread them through his hair, whispering words of your love and how amazing you felt with him.
Tamaki pressed more kisses to your face and your neck, eliciting small sounds of pleasure from your throat. It wasn’t long before he started another round with you. You sighed happily with every touch, moaning with every thrust. His hands didn’t leave a single part of your skin untouched as he made love to you for the next several hours.
It wasn’t until both of you had cum several times, bodies turned into a jelly mess, that he finally stopped. Your body felt more used and abused than it ever had before and you couldn’t be happier. Even though he was just as worn out as you were, Tamaki still found the energy to clean you up afterwards.
You giggled softly as you felt him trying to push his cum back inside you as it leaked out of your abused entrance. Finally, he gave up and finished wiping you down before climbing back into bed with you, pulling you close against his chest. You smiled up at your husband with exhaustion, feeling almost as if you were in a dream. He caught you staring and smiled softly back down at you, stroking your hair back from your face.
“Welcome home, Tamaki. I love you.”
“I love you, too, Y/N. It’s good to be home.”
As you fell asleep in his arms, the illusion of the cherry blossom trees slowly faded and the last of the flower petals settled around you.
