I'LL DEVOUR Y♡U.

of course, it was a text from you. you liked to send him naughty pictures for him to look at after his shift, still trying to tease him even when he wasn’t there. you were such a bad girl like that. tamaki couldn’t help but love it. in the moment though his face went scalding hot, his ears particularly burning as he was greeted with the lewd image of you laying in bed. so soft, naked where he had just been sleeping next to you earlier that morning. he felt light headed sudden with arousal, not expecting to see something like that so early with work on his brain. tamaki had to shut his phone off immediately before he got lost in his hormones, anxiously looking around at the passerby trying to see if anyone had noticed his fumbling hands holding his device to his chest. he shouldn’t be on his phone at all while on duty, and certainly not his personal one.

but who would ever find out? the people he was scheduled with today were so far away, and today had been so peaceful until your ample cleavage had thrown him off. it was insane, like he’d been conditioned to get hard once seeing your nude body— he was grateful he had picked his hero costume wisely with the thick long material hiding his sudden erection.

it took him a long dreadful, guilty moments to decide to take care of his problem. he knew it wouldn’t go away, this was for the greater good he reasoned. how was he supposed to do his job keeping the streets safe if he couldn’t stop thinking about you? it was impossible.

tamaki did his best to be discreet when he slipped into an abandoned alleyway, weaving through fire escapes and stepping around trash cans. he just needed a moment to calm down was all, yeah. he couldn’t walk around civilians with a hard on, he needed to be prepared for danger. he did his best to convince himself what he was doing was okay, it wasn’t really working well but he’d already gone this far.

tamaki was hard so quickly it was pitiful, really, he should be better than this. he wasn’t in highschool anymore. a real hero would be able to continue on with their day like nothing happened. but not tamaki. oh, no, tamaki had to lean his back against the solid concrete of a nearby wall and tug his visor off is face so he could rub at his eyes. he kept thinking about the way the thin sheets laid over your vulnerable body, looking so warm and sweet. he hadn’t even read what you captioned the photo with, he was in such a rush to get it out of the public eye. tamaki fit his visor back over the bridge of his nose.

“oh, c’mon..” he muttered softly, squeezing his cock through the thick, stifling material of his hero suit. It was getting uncomfortable. tamaki took a quick glance around the alley, sure he was hidden from sight before he went for his buckle. his fingers were unsteady with adrenaline, undoing the thick gold mechanism so the purple belt fell off his waist, the heavy packs that usually sat on his hips hitting the floor with a dull thump. he jolted a little at the sound but didn’t look away from your photo, instead wrestling his hand under the waistline of his skirt and pants so he could get a firm hand around the problem you’d caused. immediately a relieved sigh seeped out of him, another softer, greedier sound eased out of his throat when he squeezed around the swollen head of his cock while staring at your lips.

his hand was warm and dry, but he knew your mouth was perfect. wet, hot, and the perfect sleeve, his favorite. tamaki knew he’d have to make it quick, so he started stroking, his tights pushed down his bulging thighs that supported his weight against the wall. he couldn’t curl over like he wanted to, not with his vest in the way, so instead he arched his hips out and huffed and puffed enough for his visor to fog up and obscure his view of your cleavage and the slope of your hips from beneath the sheets. it was perfect, you were perfect. he was desperate to get this over with, and he kept thinking about that mouth. . .an idea infested his mind. a very crude, inappropriate, irresponsible idea. he shouldn’t, not out here . . .

but he would, wouldn’t he?

tamaki’s fingers suddenly turned slippery and flexible, thickening and curling around his throbbing cock, sliding up and down in wet, slick movements that mimicked the way you liked to throat him when he got home from work. he glanced away briefly from his phone to watch the newly manifested tentacles slip up and down his cock in a hypnotizing ripple. tamaki bit his lip to muffle a whimper before looking back at your catty smile, your lips plump and catching a glisten. he felt like a creep for hoping it was drool. His forearm was flexing beneath the thick bands on his arms, and a light breeze ruffled his cape and hair, reminding him of where he was.

he felt so, so, dirty. dirty for jerking off in public, dirty for being unable to wait, and worse, using his own quirk, something he used for work, for something so vulgar and greedy. all because of what you did to him.

looking at you and feeling his tentacles tighten and pulse around his overexcited dick drew a weak groan out of him, the loudest noise he allowed himself to make. his hips began lightly rolling into his hand as the pleasure that knotted and swelled under his bellybutton came undone, a deep sigh deflating his chest as thick spurts of cum hit the floor between his shifting feet. it took a couple deep breaths for him to open his eyes again, forgetting when he closed them. finally, he read your text you had sent him after the photo.

‘a reward for Suneater, thanks for keeping us safe <3 miss u’

tamaki’s cheeks burned, suddenly guilty. he wasn’t doing his job at all.

while tamaki tugged his tights back up and hefted his belt back around his hips he took one last look at the picture. he typed out a speedy response.

‘Thanks. xo. xo. xo. Miss you.’

tamaki had to resist saving the image to his work phone. he put it back in his pouch, adjusted himself and made sure he had his costume back in place, sure to have his hood low over his face. he stared at the stupid amount of cum on the alley floor, shaking his head in utter humiliation. he was seriously the worst. tamaki turned away from his crime, and started to walk out towards the busy streets as if he hadn’t done what he just did.

another ding! sounded off in his notifications. tamaki stopped in his tracks.

he should take a look, it could be important.

October 14th: Katsuki x fem reader x Izuku x Shoto - fic + dark content + filming + coercion + college au + explcit smut.

♡synopsis: your new to UA University and everyone wants to know about the new girl, especially Katsuki and Izuku, and Shoto who take you under their wing and show you your first college party.

October 17th: Step-bro! Eren x fem reader - fic + dark content + explicit smut + infidelity + pseudo-incest + rough sex + filming + modern au.

♡synopsis: Eren can't stand your stupid boyfriend and after learning he was taking you somewhere special he can't help himself and has a taste of what you have to offer him.

October 21st: Merman! Levi Ackerman x fem reader - fic + monsterfucking + explicit smut + modern au.

♡synopsis: coming back to your hometown you weren't sure if anyone would remember you, until the imaginary friend you dreamt of called to you from the ocean.

October 24th: Yuuji x fem reader x Megumi- fic + consensual cucking + girlfriend sharing + guided masturbation + explicit smut + modern au.

♡synopsis: Yuuji has always been a very good friend to Megumi, and when he needs a place to stay for the weekend you both agree to it not knowing your boyfriend's best friend is crushing on you.

October 28th: Armin Arlert x incubus! fem reader - fic + dark content + monsterfucking + explicit smut + modern au.

♡synopsis: Mikasa told Armin that he could summon a little bit of help, but be careful as to what you offer because demons are known to take whatever.

Halloween: Mikasa x fem reader x Jean - fic + ffm threesome + public sex + poly relationship +explicit smut + modern au.

♡synopsis: Jean knows his girlfriends love haunted houses and what's the best way for them to cling to him?

All characters are over the age of twenty-one!

I should possibly be uploading random drabbles throughout the month as well <3

please remember that comments and reblogs are a good way to help fic writers!

“It’s not gonna fit, Tamaki.”

His warm palm slides over your tummy and down to your hips. Kneeling between your legs, he holds the area reassuringly while eyeing your weeping center.

“I’ll make it fit, bunny” he says.

“B-but you’re s’big” you mewl.

There’s no way something like that could easily be inside of you, but even though you’re making a fuss, you’re still willing to see if it felt as good as it looked.

His cock is thick and pretty. It spills occasional drops of his arousal on your skin that’s warm on impact.

Tamaki is incredibly turned on. His cock is so heavy that even though he’s hard—the hardest he’s ever been, it wilts. It’s too weighty to be perfectly erect so it just hangs low with his balls hanging even lower.

You writhe under him and dig your heels into the mattress thinking about how deep he’ll be inside you. The knot in your stomach is far from unraveling but you buck your hips into him impulsively at the thought of being stretched.

“I know, baby. Your cunt is so p-pretty and tiny but I promise m’gonna make you feel so full” he breathes out.

Every inch of him is trying to resist the urge to spear you with his length. He wants to pin you down and drape his body over you while he fucks into you, but he doesn’t want to hurt his beloved princess. He just wants to make her feel good.

Tamaki grabs at his shaft and stares as he wipes his dick lightly against your soft folds. He probes at your tiny and creamy hole and releases a series of broken moans.

“F-fuck. I swear m’gonna make it fit, bunny. Ah—fuck-wanna feel your tight pussy on me. So so so good for me, baby.”

The desire inside of him is set ablaze and hes easing inside of you, inch by inch. Your cunt is griping him so harshly, the feeling of your wet and fleshy insides suck him in and graze every vein and ridge on his dick .

“O-oh, bunny. I’m gonna stretch your tiny hole” he’s now pressed into you, balls resting against your plump ass. “want you to keep squeezing me while I fuck your little pussy.”

His movement is erratic but powerful, each plunge going deeper than before. The sheer width of his cock is enough to rub against all your sensitive spots so you feel an overwhelming sense of satisfaction.

“I can feel you in my tummy,” you gasp. Your palms are behind your thighs and you watch your stomach slightly bulge at the welcomed intrusion of your boyfriends massive cock.

“That’s right, baby. I’m fucking into you so deep-oh my god,” he whines and his hips stutter from the view.

Tamaki is a mess and the words that spill from the usually quiet and introverted man was enough to make anyone blush.