~ Shivers ~ *Toge Inumaki x fem!reader*

Ch. 17 - Next Step 🍋

The day went by agonizingly slow. And Inumaki wasn't making it better, only worse for you, while thoroughly enjoying himself. He always had his hand on you when you were close enough together. During lunch break, he even had the audacity to move his hand even farther upwards. It was under the table, so noone saw anything, but you felt his fingers, under your skirt, only inches away from your soaking core. You tried to keep your cool, you really tried, but when he lifted his pinkie finger to graze against the wetness of your panties, you lost it.

In seconds, you were on your feet, your face bright red. The conversation at the table had stopped while everyone was looking at you, surprised. "Are you okay?" Maki asked, concerned. "Yeah, I just-" What were you supposed to say? You really didn't think this through.
"I just...I need a minute." And with that you stormed of the bathrooms.

As the others watched you storm off, their eyes fell on Inumaki. "What's wrong with her?" He just shrugged. "Bonito flakes." Under his uniform, he was biting his lip, getting riled up himself by teasing you.

Arriving at the bathrooms, you propped your arms on the counter tops, breathing heavily. You had to admit, you were kind of enjoying it as well, but this was getting too far. You've been turned on almost constantly for hours.
For a second you were actually debating to just take care of your problem, but you refrained from doing so. You weren't going to do this by yourself.

Returning to the table, your breathing has calmed down and your face wasn't as red anymore. "Feeling better?" Itadori asked as he saw you, smiling. You nodded at him. "Yeah, sorry, I'm just a little dizzy today. I thought I was gonna throw up." There was the lie you needed earlier.
Sitting back down next to Inumaki, his eyes were on you. His hand lifted to yours, gently squeezing. You smiled at him, it was sweet he was still so caring after teasing you all day. "I'm fine." Lifting his hand with yours, you placed a small kiss on the back of it.

After lunch break and another couple of classes, school day was finally over. You didn't waste a single second, grabbing Inumaki's hand and pretty much dragging him to his room. Gently pushing him inside, you closed the door behind you. "Teasing game is over, pretty boy." Approaching him, he already opened the top of his zipper, ready to be pulled into a heated kiss.

* Inumaki's POV *

Her kisses were intense, her tongue was in his mouth in a matter of seconds. He just accepted what she gave him, whimpering against her as his hands grasped her hips. Breaking the kiss, her eyes found his. A shiver ran down his spine at the sight of her darkened eyes, staring at him. "I need you. All of you." Her words made his knees weak. Did she mean...?

Inumaki got shy again, biting his lip as his gaze fell to the ground. He wanted her too, feel every inch of her, but he didn't want to disappoint her.
As if she could read his mind, she lifted a finger to his chin so he would look at her again. "Trust me, it's going to feel so good, for both of us."
Her words lifted his spirit a little, so he nodded. She smiled in response. Her hands fell to his hips, rising under his shirt to lift it off over his head. Inumaki was blushing again, always feeling weird being so exposed, even in front of her. She smiled at him, hands roaming his toned body until she leaned forward to place kisses along his neck and collarbone. He sighed in response, his head rolling back and eyes closing.

They snapped back open when one of her hands suddenly went under the waistband of his pants, grabbing his hardening dick through his underwear. He groaned, his hips involuntarily bucking forward. She smiled against his skin. "Always so responsive for me." He whimpered at her words, eyes shut tight as his hips still bucked against her hand, desperate to feel more.
With shaky hands, he gripped the bottom of her shirt, indicating her to to take it off as well. Since her hand had to leave his dick for that, he whined at the loss of contact. But that was soon replaced by a deep groan as she lifted her top.