may i request an aged up inumaki who protects his girlfriend from a perv cat calling her in public by using his cursed speech on them?? And then the reader gets all hot n heavy over it so they take it to the bedroom 🥹🫶🏼
TW: 18+, perverted man
Inumakis grip on your hand tightens, pulling it lightly so you walk even closer to him, almost touching his hip in the process.
Tonight was date night, and you had on a simple teal dress that showed off all your curves perfectly. It was one of inumakis favourites. That is until a boy on the street whistled at her.
“Come on pretty lady. Let me show you a good time.” He falls in step behind the two of you, getting a perfect view of your ass as it moves with each step taken.
Inumaki growls lowly, pulling you closer to him by the shoulder before letting his hand drop to your hip protectively.
You can feel the anger pulsing through him, and you are just as annoyed at the creep. All you wanted was a calm night after the hectic week of classes and work.
Inumaki was getting to his last thread of sanity.
“Come on sexy, let me show you a good time.”
Aaaaand that last thread just snapped.
You expect him to punch the guy, and you would’ve been next in line, but he opens his mouth and speaks.
“Fuck off.”
Two words. Two simple words is all it takes for your mind to go on pause. You don’t even recognise when Inumaki turns and walks away, dragging you along with him. Your back home before you know it.
Inumaki cups your cheeks, his concerned eyes landing on yours as his finger taps your temple twice. His code for: are you ok?
You still can’t funnel enough words together through the haze so you opt to act.
Surging forwards, you capture his lips in a rough kiss, teeth nipping at his lips. Inumaki groans but reciprocates the affection, pulling you closer to him by the waist.
When air becomes a necessity, you part.
“Don’t ask me how but what you did back there was really hot.”
Inumaki takes a moment to process your words. A smirk gathers on his face. He hooks his hands underneath your thighs, lifting you up and walking forward till your back hits the wall.
You gasp in shock which gets swallowed by Inumaki as he ravages your lips, his groin pressing deliciously into your own. You moan into the kiss, grinding down against him and relishing in the electric pleasure that shoots up your spine. You arch into him, hands tangling in his hair.
He responds with a moan of his own, further pushing his sex against yours, pressing you against him and the wall. You could feel the tent of his pants prodding yours, practically begging to drill into you. Inumaki trails his lips down to the juncture between your collarbone and the base of your neck. He bit down, hard.
A scream threatens to leave you, but you manage to simmer is down to a choked off moan. Your legs wrap tightly around his waist, digging his clothed cock further against your sex.
“Toge, please! I need you right now!”
Your pleas fell on deaf ears. Inumaki didn’t make any move towards taking it further. He continued marking your neck, grinding against you with rhythm. One hand moves up from your thigh, cupping your breast and massaging it, rolling the nipple between his fingers.
This time a scream does leave your throat, back curling into Inumaki and eyes rolling to the back of your head.
The tension of your release builds to a tight knit, so close to exploding. You don’t want him to stop, not even if it’s to undress you. All you want is to come apart on him.
“Fuck. Toge please. I need you. Please let me cum baby I’m so close.” Close to tears, close to letting all the tension go. You whimper in his arms. Muscles shivering at the intensity of the pleasure.
You feel his lips brush against your cheek, leaning close to your ear, his hot breath raking your spine with electricity.
“Cum.”
You gasp, your body exploding as the cursed energy ripples down to your core. You cum so hard it’s almost painful. These pants are definitely getting thrown in the wash, your fluids soaking down your thighs. Your muscles seize, spawning against him, unintentionally pulling him impossibly tighter against you, legs refusing to let his hips part from you, his cock pressing deliciously against your soaking folds.
Tears roll down your cheek as your head flops onto his shoulder. Mind in a daze, you can’t decipher what had just happened. Your exhausted, but still so hungry for more.
Before your muscles fully relax, Inumaki lifts you away from the wall, ensuring you stay propped up on his hips. He carry’s you to the bed, gently easing the both of you down on top of the covers.
His hands run up and down your outer thighs, your muscles responding by slowly relaxing. Once they relax enough, he goes to pull away from you.
You cry out, reaching out for him, your sex weeping for more of him.
He hushes you, bringing one of your hands to his lips, kissing your palm twice. A silent promise.
‘I’ll be back soon’
Reluctantly, you let him go, eyes closing and letting more tears pass their barricades.
You lay on the bed. Your skin itches to be free of the clothing but you can’t seem to muster up the energy to lift an arm. All you can think about is the way that inumakis words pulsed through you, his command clear in your muscles before it even registered in your mind. It was exhilarating as much as it was terrifying. You wanted more, but you’d doubt you’d be ready for that again tonight.
One hand gently grabs your hip, causing you to jolt. One eye opens to look at Inumaki. A small smile grows on your lips before gazing at his other hand. A small price of soft cloth is neatly folded in his palm. You know exactly what it is.
With a simple nod, you agree to what he silently pleas. His hand moves up to grip your hand, dragging you to sit up on the bed. He captures your lips in a gentle kiss. If it weren’t for the way your lower body ached, you almost view this gesture as innocent. He parts away and opens the blindfold up. With one final look, one full of love, he encases it around your head, trapping you in a dark abyss.
You feel him tie the knot behind you, securing it so it fits snugly around your head. His hands slide down your arms and to your wrists where he gently tugs you to stand.
You legs protest against the movement, shaking as you lift yourself up with inumakis help. You don’t have to wait long before his hands make diligent work with your clothing. You almost sigh in relief at the feel of the material sliding off your upper body, leaving your upper half bare to him.
You feel his hands cup your breasts. You arch into his touch, raising your hands to grip at his elbows.
Inumaki snatches your arms away, firmly placing them at your sides. Another silent demand. ‘Keep your hands here. Don’t touch unless I allow it.’
You grown at him, desperate to feel his skin against yours, but opt to agree with him. Tonight, you were his slave.
His fingers glide along your stomach, sending ripples of shivers up your spine. When he gets to the waistband of your trousers, he stills. You will your body to remain still for him, to continue being the good girl he wants you to be. Your pussy throbs for attention, desperate to break free from its cage and be surrounded by Inumaki.
Your boyfriend smirks, satisfied with your restraint. As a reward, he curls his fingers underneath and drags your pants down your body, slowly. The pace is agonising, you just want to rip it off and hold him to your pussy. But rewards are only given to those who follow commands.
You let out a shaky moan as his fingers graze lightly over you clit. Its difficult to hold your hips still against the mattress.
His fingers stop there, just barely touching your entrance. "Toge please. I want you so bad Toge, I've been such a good girl today please-"
Inumaki cups your pussy, pressing his fingers against your dripping entranced, feeling all your juices even through your panties. You choke out a scream, your back arching off the bed despite your best efforts.
His hand only stays for a moment before they travel down, sliding your pants off your legs. He leaves you for a moment, the sound of rustling clothes evident past your blur of pleasure.
You dont have to question where he is for long as he presses his now naked body up against your nearly bare one. His cock slides in between your legs, settling just below your entrance.
You nearly scream out, the tension beginning to rise within your stomach. Inumaki presses his lips to your neck, teeth grazing above your collarbone. He leaves hickeys all over your neck before travelling down to your breasts. He is the artist, and you are is compliant canvas. You moan and writhe underneath him, the nerves on your body shooting pleasure everywhere. It’s making you confused, your instincts chasing every single one of them.
Inumaki pulls away, his hands gripping your hips and dragging you to the edge of the bed. You squeal and surprise, a giggle escaping your lips as your panties are ripped down your legs. A gasp follows as your pulled up and off the bed. Your world is spun around as Inumaki twirls you around and settles you on his lap, back pressed against his front, in a matter of seconds.
You cry out, your cunt shaking in excitement but remaining empty. But not untouched.
The length of his cock slides against your folds, forcing a pornographic moan from your lips. The vibrator he nudged between the two of you only adds to the volume.
Your legs shake so violently someone would think you were having a seizure. The pleasure is so much so quickly. There was no warning to it, no sound of the toy turning on, unnoticed in the mix of overwhelming pleasure.
The control over your voice disappears as the vibrator is set to full. Inumaki even struggle with his own, letting out guttural groans and a growl as a thrusts into the sensation.
Time is nonexistent, another orgasm ripping through you after what only feels like a minute. Despite your release, Inumaki continues to thrust against the vibrator, driving you to overstimulation. You writhe in his arms, stuck between wanting more and wanting it to stop.
Thankfully Inumaki makes that decision for you.
The vibrator is taken away from you and your world flips as your stomach is pressed to the mattress, your quivering legs dropped over the end of the bed. Inumaki grabs you by the hips in a bruising grip before plowing into your entrance, pushing past your delicious walls and slotting snugly inside.
Finally, you feel full after having been edged then made to cum on a vibrator. The overstimulation settles as you relax against him, leaving you at his mercy as he pulls out until just his tip remains inside you. A moan is pushed out of you as he slams into you. He sets a brutally delicious rhythm, your body shaking with the bed, the sounds of your moans mixing with the sound of wood bumping against the wall.
You feel your stomach coil up again, the familiar pain of you release building up. Inumaki must be close to as feral growls leave his mouth, his rhythm getting sloppy and more erratic with each thrust. You tangle your hands in his hair, wrapping your legs around his waist and meeting each one of his thrusts with a small one of your own.
His arm curls underneath you, bringing you impossibly closer to him. You don’t know how much longer it takes, or who breaks first, but the room fills with the sound of choked moans and screams of pleasure as you both release into each other, riding out your high with spasms of joy.
It’s hard for you to remember much from there, but from what you can gather in the moment, you somehow both make it to the shower, helping each other clean whilst giving the other gentle massages. Then you guys manage to stumble into bed in a tangle of limbs, refusing to even let an inch of space between you.
The news article in the morning sets a satisfied smirk on inumakis lips.
‘Local man arrested after publicly masterbating on the streets of Japan.’