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Due to the unlucky circumstance that Class 1A had been recently dragged into, all of UA was forced to move into dorms. 3A was special, they had all turned 18 this year, meaning they would graduate soon after.
All of 3A are teenagers with raging hormones, so to get some extra bonding time in they all decided to play 7 minutes. And while the two people were doing god knows what in the closet, the class agreed on playing truth or dare.
"Alright! Everyone write your names on a sticky note, fold them and then hand them to me!" Amai exclaimed. Amai was very enthusiastic about the game, after all, she had a crush on Mirio. Y/N and most of the class already knew this, but it was silly how Mirio was very oblivious to Amai's feelings.
Amai is Y/N's best friend, they've been friends since middle school and are usually seen together. Some might assume they're dating, which after news got out that Amai has a crush on Mirio...all those assumptions faded away. Anyways it not like it mattered, after all, Y/N had a huge crush on Tamaki.
Y/N loved everything about Tamaki, from the way he uses the wall for support when he gets anxious (which is very common but very cute), the way he stutters every other word, to his pointy elf ears. Y/N's crush wasn't obvious luckily, but she did always blush around Tamaki. But most just assumed she was shy, or dating her best friend.
"Here," Y/N said, handing Amai her paper. Amai knew that Y/N had a crush on someone in the class, but it was hard to pinpoint who. Y/N wasn't one to get flustered very easily but she did blush quite a bit.
Everyone handed Amai their paper, even Tamaki who was extremely anxious and was hiding under a blanket.
"Alright! The first two people are...Rin and Nakashima!" Amai exclaimed, the two got up and giggled on their way there. Luckily, Y/N and nobody in the class would have to hear the two moan because of Amai's sound manipulation quirk. Amai respected people's privacy. But Y/N really didn't want to be next, she didn't want to see cum on the floor or the wall today. "Anyways who wants to go first?" Amai asked, setting a timer for 7 minutes on her phone.
3A played truth or dare for a good 2 rounds (14 minutes) then Amai thought of an idea. "Y/N! Truth or Dare?" Amai asked, with a wide smile on her face.
"Uhm...truth?" Y/N replied nervously, she knew what Amai was gonna say. She was stuck, she didn't want to confess this way. She could say some random 2nd year but then everyone would go blabbing their mouth, same if she chose someone in her year. It'd be even worse if she said some random 1st year, oh god the horrible rumors. After all, the age gap maybe 2 years but Y/N's is 18 and the 1st years are like, what? 15? 16? now.
"Who do you have a crush on?" Amai asked, leaning towards Y/N.
"Nobody," Y/N replied, a small blush was creeping on her face.
"Don't lie Y/N! I know you have a crush on someone in our class so you can't get out of this." Amai said, with a small huff.
"Actually, I'll do a dare," Y/N said with a smirk on her face.
"Fine! I dare you to tell me who you have a crush on." Amai said with an even bigger smirk on her face.
Fuck, shit.
"Well...uh–" suddenly, the alarm went off.
"You aren't getting out of this," Amai said, giving a playful glare.
"Whatever."
"Anyways let's see who's next," Amai said, reaching into the pouch with everyone's name in it. "Oh~ Y/N and Tamaki~" Amai teased. Tamaki began to shake from his blanket, and Mirio laughed and elbowed him. Y/N didn't say anything, although she was screaming internally. Y/N was excited but nervous, she knew Tamaki wouldn't move from the corner of the closet.
She knew nothing was going to happen between them, but she knew something was going to happen between her legs later when she got off to this moment.
Y/N got up and headed towards the closet door that happened to be left open by the couple before, Tamaki put his blanket down and anxiously shuffled to the closet while mumbling something under his breath. Y/N walked in and examined the room quickly.
Good, no cum stains.
Y/N leaned against the wall on her right, crossing her arms and shifting her left leg over her right. Tamaki positioned himself against the left wall of the small closet. Of course, he had his hands in his pockets and head against the wall. Y/N felt bad. Y/N reached out to him and placed her hand on his shoulder and said,
"You know, we don't have to do anything if you don't–" before she could finish, she was pulled in a ferocious kiss and was slammed against the wall. She was shocked, too shocked to kiss back, too shocked to even move. Her thoughts were racing at a thousand miles per hour, she didn't understand what had just happened. Tamaki quickly pulled away, face completely red.
"I-I'm—" Tamaki stuttered, but was quickly cut off by you kissing him, wrapping your hands around his neck to make the kiss deeper. You knew what he was going to say, and you didn't want him to be sorry. After all, this was your chance.
Tamaki quickly returned the kiss, putting his hands on your waist. You two were still pressed against the wall. You placed your leg between his and felt him let out a little squeak. He was already semi-hard, you enjoyed feeling his length harden under your leg. You two were pressed together, so close that your boobs were pressed up against his chest. You moved one of your hands down to his waist, while the other held onto the back of his head. You pulled his hair slightly and he let out a moan into your mouth.
You pulled away to catch your breath and to get a glimpse at his face although it was dark in the closet. He was blushing, and he had a whine caught in his throat. You could tell there was something he wanted to say, but you knew he wouldn't say it. You gave him a devilish smirk as you pulled his hair again, he let out a breathy moan. You put both hands on his waist and rolled his hips against your leg. He let out a whine, you quickly pulled him back into a kiss.
Your tongues danced together as if they were meant for each other. You pulled your leg out from between Tamaki's, he whined in desperation. You caressed his cheek to reassure him that there was more to come. You dragged your hand down his chest and you quickly reached his pants. He wore a blue tee shirt with black sweat pants. You easily slipped your hand past his waistband, he let out a surprised moan. You palmed him through his boxers, Tamaki was desperate for friction so he grinned his pulsing cock against your palm.
You rubbed his cock soothingly, he was letting out small whimpers and moans. You rubbed the tip of his dick with your thumb lightly but adding enough pressure to create friction. He pulled away to catch his breath and moaned as you continued to palm him. You rubbed his crotch a little faster and adding a little more pressure. He let out another string of moans, he held onto your shoulders for support so he could roll into your palms. He moaned loudly,
"Shhh, we don't want our friends to hear. If you quiet down I'll reward you," you said calmly, caressing his cheek.
"O-Ngh...okay," Tamaki said, rolling himself against your hand in desperation. You felt his cock twitch under your palm, you slipped your hand past the waistband of his boxers. As soon as you touch his now exposed penis, he moaned and pre-cum began leaking out.
"Aw, how cute." You say with a sadistic smirk on your face. He was whining and moaning even tho you haven't even stroke him, you haven't even wrapped your hand around his length.
"P-please, m-more," Tamaki begged, trying to rut against your palm.
"Beg for it then." Y/N said smiling at his desperate face, although there wasn't much light in the room Y/N could make out a small amount of drool leaking out of his wide-open mouth.
"P-please jack me off, a-anything..please~" Tamaki whined, trying to rut against your palm.
"Alright," Y/N said with a calm tone "But since you're so loud, keep these in your mouth," she said as she slipped her fingers into his desperate mouth. He immediately began sucking and licking them. Y/N wrapped her fingers around his cock, and began pumping it. Y/N examined his face as his facial expressions changed, still sucking on her fingers. Muffled mewls came from his mouth, she could feel the vibrations of his voice on her fingers.
Tamaki's cock twitched again, Y/N slipped down his pants and boxers just enough for his dick to be exposed to the warm air of the closet. Y/N got on her knee's taking her fingers out of Tamaki's mouth and began sucking desperately on his dick. Tamaki quickly grabbed her hair and began face fucking her, they both loved the way her throat clenched around his length. Tears began forming from Y/N's eyes as she gagged on his cock, she wanted to milk the cum right out of him. Tamaki's moans became more and more broken with each sloppy thrust, his pace quickened. Y/N was gagging, and tears began streaming down her face. She loved it.
Tamaki moaned loudly as he came, his cum dripping down Y/N's throat. It was bittersweet and Y/N couldn't get enough. Y/N sucked until she swallowed as much as possible. She got up off her knees and slipped Tamaki's dick back into his boxers and pants.
"I had fun today, Tamaki!" Y/N said smiling at him, Tamaki didn't respond. He was bright red and twitching. "Are you alright?" Y/N asked. Tamaki suddenly went limp and fell on top of her, "Wow. He passed out...". Y/N lifted him off of her and placed him against the left wall.
Soon she could hear knocking, she opened the door to reveal a very excited Amai. "He passed out," Y/N said blankly, opening the door wide enough to reveal a passed-out Tamaki. Mirio laughed and got Tamaki from the closet as Amai and Y/N returned to the couch.