Inumaki is many things, but innocent isnt one of them.
This is my first fic back after clawing myself back from nearly meeting Satan himself, so please bare with…
The hotel only has one bed you say…
“Gojo….why is there only one bed….”
“I can’t….hear you….tunnel or something….SORRY!”
The laughter that followed before he abruptly hung up on you cut through you like a hot knife. If it had been Nobara you needed to share the bed with, it would’ve been fine, hell even if it was Yuji you wouldn’t have minded all THAT much, but Inumaki? A guy you barely even managed to communicate with properly, let alone get to know well enough to sleep next to…What the fuck was Gojo playing at.
As you threw your phone on the bed and sank your head into your hands, you heard the click of the bathroom door open and flicked your eyes up to where your new bed buddy was now standing. His towel was dangerously close to barely covering his hip bones, and the remnants of the stream clung to his frame like smoke climbing a glass, your entire face burning up at the sight of him, half naked staring at you like he was looking at a confusing excuse for a curse.
A sudden flush slapped your face as you sat bolt up right, trying your hardest to keep your head facing the opposite direction again, the mental imagine of his abs now burned into your retinas for the foreseeable future, as you tried your best to fumble out an apology for staring.
“Shit sorry, didnt realise you were coming out of the shower, my bad! Um, so yeah….”
You not so gracefully flung your arm around and gestured to the double bed underneath you,
“Looks like Gojo just couldnt help himself…always trying to fuck with us even when hes no where near! I’ll sleep on the floor if you want, dont want to end up kicking you in the night or something…”
“Fish flakes, Tuna mayo.” (It’s fine, don’t worry about it.)
You still had a lot to learn about his way of communicating, those damn rice ball ingredients never got any easier to understand, especially when you were trying to be respectful and not look at his disgustingly beautiful body behind you. After a few seconds, you heard him clacking away at his phone, before hearing the text to speech voice cut through the room.
“I don’t care, as long as you’re comfortable with it. Im sure itll be okay, Kick me and I’ll just tell you to stay still lol.”
“lol? Cmon we’re not boomers here inumaki.”
“How else am I gonna make it sound like im laughing? Have you heard the way this thing says ‘hahahaha’?!”
The automated hahaha caused a laugh to stifle in your throat, not only did it sound incredibly robotic, but the rhythm of which it spoke made it sound more like a bad auto tune remix than an actual laughing reaction. His own chuckle erupted from his throat as he made it say it again, longer this time and way louder as he turned the volume up, both your laughter now filling the room and dismissing some of the obvious tension caused by Gojos butting in and ‘playing Cupid’ antics, helping you both relax even just a little bit more now.
After towel drying his hair and getting changed into some of his comfier clothes, he announced he was decent and you both lay back on the bed, fixing your pillows and awkwardly trying to keep a respectable distance between the two of you. It wasnt as if you didn’t get on, whenever you worked together or hung out in similar settings you both really did seem to bounce off each other quite nicely, it was just that youd never actually spent too much time together, especially not one on one, alone, like this. After a few moments of awkwardly fumbling with your phones, he decided to break the silence by asking who you were texting.
You flicked your eyes to him to question what he was saying and saw him staring down at your phone, prompting you to quickly close the conversation you were having about him with Nobara and pull up instagram instead, a flurry of memes now flooding your screen.
“Oh just, Nobara asking if I was okay. I told her about the whole bed thing so…”
He flicked his eyebrow up and tilted his head slightly, waiting for you to continue.
“She asked if I was worried about it, and i obviously told her no.”
The nervous chuckle that followed seemed to confuse him, why would you laugh at the idea of sharing a bed with him and someone asking if you were worried?
As you fumbled a string of nervous over explanatory nonsense for why you laughed, his fingers typed away on his phone,the voice now thankfully cutting you off with a question you never thought he’d ask out right so suddenly.
“Arent you worried, like, even a little?”
Shit. Should you be worried? Should you be nervous? Was he the type of guy to try it on with you in the middle of the night, even after everything Nonara assured you of? Your mind cascaded into a full on melt down as you tried to form a coherent answer, only for him to message again.
“That sounded weird. Sorry. I don’t want you to be worried, im just saying….i am a little.”
Suddenly your mouth decided that words could indeed come out again as you questioned why he would be the one worried about you.
“Wait, whyre you worried? Am I coming off as some kinda perv or something?! If this is about me staring at you when you came out of the shower, I really didn’t mean to! I heard the door go and I didn’t even realise you were showering in the first place, and it’s a natural reaction to look when you hear a noise, especially in our line of work and….
“I meant because there’s a hot girl next to me in bed.”
His eyes widened slightly for a second as he tried his best to keep them glued to his phone, his over confident words hanging in the air as if typing them somehow made them easier to say out loud. It wasnt as if he was trying to keep it a secret that he found you attractive, it’s just with his limited vocabulary it’s not exactly the easiest thing in the world to flirt with someone, especially with one who doesn’t understand the differences between different rice ball ingredients.
After a short while, he eventually lifted his gaze to yours, a small shy smile trying to break the tension as he then exhaled slightly from his nose, his words still clinging to the air like that somehow made it easier to comeback from, or make sense of. You nervously laughed as you looked away, the idea of him finding you even remotely worth looking at causing the flush to spread up your throat, your words now getting caught as you tried your best to think of a response.
“Didnt er, think you were like that. Thought you were Yano, kinda into…panda?”
“Why does everyone think im gay?!”
A roar of laughter erupted from your throat at his apparent anguish at the very real assumptions everyone thought of him and panda hanging out daily together. It wasnt as if you were set on him being gay, it’s just that everyone had told you not to worry about him trying anything when you two went away on this mission together. Hell, even Gojo made a not so subtle joke about how it would probably take a whole army of curses to pin him down, just for him to even think to reach for your hand.
“Im not gay, i very much do like women, okay? Like…a lot.”
“Oh, a lot ey? You might wanna try telling everyone else that then! The amount of people that told me not to worry about you trying anything…”
“Wait, what? They said that?”
Suddenly your words stopped him in his faked annoyance and caused him to turn more towards you, his body now facing yours.
“Oh um, yeah kinda, but they didn’t mean it in a bad way! Yano, youre just so….”
Your answer interrupting his made him pause for a second, thoughts ran past his mind as if he himself was questioning just how little everyone around him truly knew him.
“….innocent? Is that really how they see me?”
A beat of silence stretched between the two of you, before you answered again.
His fingers hovered over his phone for a moment, his mind trying its best to decide if he was ready to admit to something he wasn’t sure was going to be reciprocated just yet.
“Im not a pervert but, I mean, im still a guy Yano. Ask panda, hes walking in on me a few times…”
“Oh my god, please don’t finish that sentence when I’m right next to you in bed!”
Your laughter caused a tiny smirk to pinch at his lips as he flicked his eyes to the side,slightly towards you, before returning to type again.
“What…scared im not as innocent as you all think I am?”
“What? No, Im not ‘scared’ i just….”
Without skipping a beat he replied quickly to your response, his confidence being less faked now as he let his truer intentions filter through slightly.
“Prove it. Sit closer then.”
Anxiety pinged in your stomach as soon as you heard the voice quickly interrupt you, shit…maybe he wasn’t as shy and reserved as everyone thought he might’ve been. You never were one to back away from a challenge at the best of times, so why would you start now, especially with someone as toned and funny as him right next to you, egging you on.
You shifted on the bed and sat yourself next to him, your thighs now touching as you felt his muscles flex slightly at the contact, your own nearly shaking at the close proximity.
“I ain’t scared of shit, if I can go toe to toe with Megumi when Gojos just annoyed the ever loving crap out of him, for the last piece of tofu then sitting closer to you is like a walk in the park.”
His half lidded, sultry eyes slowly looked towards yours as his eyebrow slowly raised, the sudden shift in atmosphere threatened to grab your throat and pull you under, as he then suddenly slammed his hand down on your thigh and squeezed it once, his fingers daring not to shudder under the weight of what he was about to do. You tensed your thigh, swallowed your anxiety and followed suit, slamming your own hand down on his too, confirming to him and yourself that no matter what, you werent going to be the first one to lose this apparent game of chicken you were now thrust into.
If your heartbeat wasnt downing your hearing out, you might’ve heard him swallow the lump in his throat, or the tiny inhale he tried to suppress as soon as your hand landed on his thigh, but it didn’t matter now, all that mattered was if he moved his hand, then you had to too.
‘See? Walk in the park. Whatre you gonna do eh? Throw some cursed speech my way? Cause that would be the only way youd ever win this game I hope you know.”
His hand suddenly tightened again, causing your chest to rise and your own hand to grip onto him tightly too, both of you stuck in the awkward beginning of something you both clearly wanted, but were too nervous to advance further into just yet. That was until he decided that since neither of you were at home, he had no other choice…
Both of your hands were now pinned at the top of your head as he used one of his to restrain you, using the other to awkwardly type out what he wanted to say. Your breathing was ragged and your body now crushed under his as he towered over you, his lean frame now caging you to the mattress under you both. All it took was you guiding your hand up his thigh and calling him out for being a pussy for stopping before he got to your pants, for him to fling you under him and grind down into you, using his strength to overpower you and show you why none of you should’ve ever underestimated him in the first place.
The next words out of your mouth surprised even you, as you lifted your head to meet him, your lips daring to brush his as you whispered your reply into his trembling open mouth.
Thats all it took, as soon as he heard your reply, he crashed his mouth into yours, his tongue almost immediately darting to drags cross yours as he pushed his body harder down into you. The intensity of the kiss caused a tiny mewl of a moan to escape you, as your legs instinctively opened up more for him, and your back to arch closer to him, his other hand now grabbing your waist and helping guide you closer. The more he kissed you, the more you could feel his cock begging to push into you, his thrusts staying controlled but intense, as he pushed you now harder into the mattress below.
It took mere seconds before you were both clawing at eachothers clothes, pulling at them like they were personally insulting you by clinging to the others frames, for you both to end up completely naked and back to grinding into eachother again like before. His cock perfectly glided between you, catching your slick and moving against you like it was made to do so, only for him to break away from the kiss and slow his thrusts, his breathing matching yours as he pressed his forehead to you and fumbled again for his phone.
“You sure you wanna do this? Cause once we start, i dont think I’ll ever be able to stop.”
You grabbed his hand away from the phone and pressed it against your chest, helping him play with you as you pressed your open mouth to his.
“Trust me, if I didn’t wanna do this, I’d of flipped you on your ass as soon as you touched me.”
The markings on his cheeks suddenly became crushed upwards as he smirked at your response, his tongue now darting out and teasing yours to follow it back more into his own mouth, as he then continued to thrust more up against you, his cock finding the perfect spot to glide against you and force a moan to echo from your throat again.
He thrusted a few more times against you, the feeling of your warmth and wetness almost making him lose his mind, as he then pulled back and trailed one hand down your stomach and inbetween your thighs, his fingers perfectly finding your clit and rubbing small tender circles across it. The sudden contrast of his cock to his fingers made you jolt slightly, he was tender and soft to begin with, but the electricity that you felt rattle your core caused your hips to jerk upwards to meet his movements, only spurring him on to move his fingers faster. He gently moved them down and curdled them into you, as he peppered from your lips to your neck in tight, hot pecks, his teeth now claiming you as if he needed to taste you since finally feeling how tight you were inside.
He pumped his fingers gently into you to begin with, using the rocking from your hips as guidance on how quickly to push into you, but once he fully pushed in and heard you gasp as he tilted his hand and found the perfect spot inside you, there was very little restraint inside him to stop himself from pumping his fingers into you at a dizzying pace and helping you cum completely undone around him. It didn’t take him long before he found the perfect pace, his fingers gliding in and out of you with ease as you began flooding his palm,his dick thrusting into your thigh as he helped guide you towards your first orgasm of the night.
Your body craved more, the tightening grip of his hand on your wrists, the intense grinding of his fingers inside you pulling you closer to the blinding white light inches away from plunging you under, you couldnt help it, your hips just seemed to be grinding up towards him more as you tried to reposition him so his cock was the one thrusting into you instead of his hand. He used his hips to push you back down, helping you take his fingers first as, even thought he might not be the biggest cock in the world according to his own insecurities, he definitely was thick enough for you to need at least some form of stretching before you took any of him on, no matter how eager you were.
He felt you flutter around him as his name and that of a god he knew you never believed in spilled from your throat, the wave of pure ecstasy fully engulfing you as your back arched and your nails dug into his hand above your head. After he helped you ride that first high, he couldnt contain himself any longer, so as soon as your hips stopping shaking and your eyes fluttered back open to look for his, he gently removed his fingers and fisted his cock, helping glide it back to your entrance and slowly push his head into you. The stretch from him pushing into you was mind numbing, he wasnt the first person youd ever had sex with before, he was definitely the most attentive, and passionate. He took his time, he worked you up, and Jesus fuck did he know how to tease, because the second his head was in you, he stopped pushing and just held it there, his teeth returning back to your neck and claiming it for every curse tomorrow to see.
You moved your hips to help him delve deeper, but the more you moved, the more he moved with you, adamant he would be the one to control the depth and intensity of the session, only to chuckle slightly when you let out a whiny moan at the fact he wasnt pushing fully into you. He kissed his way up to your mouth and held it inches away from you, teasing you with the tip of his tongue, drawing more whines out before finally pushing fully into you and moaning into your open mouth back at you, as your breath got ripped away from you in an instant.
As soon as he was fully inside you, you felt every fibre of your being screaming from him to move more. Instead of quickly pounding you into the mattress, he simply kept himself in you, and only slightly circled his hips, clearly savouring the tightness of you surrounding him finally, before giving in and pulling one of your legs up over his shoulder and pushing deeper inside of you. The more he thrust, the more the air got knocked from your throat, each pound felt like he was pushing you harder into the bed, as he started to pick up a faster more urgent pace, his fingers now almost bruising your wrists as he continued to hold them up by the headboard above you.
What started as a gentle, easing into love making, quickly turned into his own personal declaration as to why innocent should never be a word thrown his way, as his hips slapped against yours, his sweat now trickling down his throat as he finally freed your hands and used his own to dig into your hips, forcing you to meet him with each punishingly fast thrust. He had moved more onto his knees as he helped fuck you back into him, your tits now bouncing and evading his mouth as he tried to latch on and litter you in markings, his mind going numb from just how tightly you hugged him, his own high dangerously close to slapping him across the face embarrassingly too soon. The more he heard you scream and moan, the more he had to make sure he didn’t slip up snd use his cursed technique on you. It was always something he had thought about doing, but understood that it wasn’t something he could just whip out on someone, especially it being the first time he was fucking them, but the way you bounced so perfectly onto his cock had his mind second guessing himself even more, maybe youd be into it? Maybe he could do it just once.
As soon as he said it, you gushed all around him, your walls dragging him in deeper and clamping down around him. The backlash of his technique and the accompanied intensity of your orgasm caused him to almost instantly cum as well, his cock twitching and unloading the most intense and body crumbling orgasm of his life deep inside you. He didn’t intend on cuming just yet, he wanted to make you cum at least a few more times before he did, but the intensity of you pulling him in and feeling how tight you were milking him, he really couldnt help himself.
As soon as you both started coming down from your highs, he collapsed ontop of you and panted into your chest, tiny kisses trying their best to litter you as he desperately tried to regain his breathing, all but failing as both your visions fuzzed around the edges and your bodies shook from the afterglow. After a few minutes of shared panting and consciousnesses stabilising, he eventually pulled out and laid next to you, his arm out stretched to beckon you onto his chest only to realise your eyes were still fluttering and your mouth was still panting. A gentle chuckle escaped his mouth as he turned to lay on his side, flinging his arm now around your stomach and wiggling his head back towards your neck, exhaling deeply as he let a tiny “salmon?”utter into your hair.
To say you underestimated inumakis ability to make you fold like a lawn chair almost immediately was a wildly inaccurate understatement, especially considering you went another three more rounds before the sun even managed to peak through and declare it morning, still…there were worse ways to unwind before dealing with about 6 grade 1 curses for the next three days straight, I suppose.
