Inazuma Eleven x Reader

♦Tsunami Jousuke - Enjoy the ride

After getting ready for bed, you looked at the clock. It was still only 8:30, and you didn't know what to do for the rest of the night. You already went through the entire process of getting ready for bed; you brushed your teeth, showered, and washed your face, but all of that took a lot less time than you expected, so you went to the living room where Tsunami was reading a book.

He looked so peaceful, sitting under the lamplight with his legs crossed. You considered reading yourself, but you weren't really in the mood to sit still. Instead, you had a better idea. You walked slowly over to Tsunami, waiting for him to look up at you.

When you were right in front of Tsunami, he glanced up at you. "All ready for bed, I see," he commented. "That's pretty early."

"Mhm," you said. There was something strangely attractive when Tsunami looked up at you with his glasses on. "I was just... bored."

Tsunami smiled at you, crinkling his eyes. "You could read."

"I could..." you said, exaggerating your words. "Or I could do something else."

Tsunami's eyes returned to his book. "Okay. Do what you want. I want to finish this chapter, though."

Sighing, you shook your head. Tsunami clearly wasn't getting your hints. You moved forward, grabbing his book and crawling onto his lap. You moved the book to the side, trying to pull it away from Tsunami, but his eyes followed the pages, and he kept a strong grip on it.

"Hey, I'm still reading that," Tsunami complained.

Leaning forward, you brushed your lips against his ear. "But I was thinking I could do you to pass the time."

Tsunami's grip on the book released, and he looked up at you. He gulped and shifted in his seat. "I wouldn't mind that."

You grinned and stroked your hand over his cheek. "That's a good boy. Now here is how this is going to work. I get to touch you, but you can't touch me."

"Wait, but what if I want to touch you?" He asked, moving his hands to your hips and squeezing slightly.

You started to get up. "I can always do something else."

Tsunami put his hands in the air. "No, no, no! I won't touch you."

"Perfect. Now all you have to do is sit back and enjoy the ride." You winked at him and then started moving your hips in circles. Your movement was slow and deliberate. As you continued to move your hips around, you could feel Tsunami start to harden beneath you, adding pressure in between your legs.

When Tsunami started fidgeting, you could tell he was getting impatient. He gripped the sides of the chair just to restrain himself from touching you. Your hands slithered down your body, moving slowly as they went around your boobs and down your stomach. Your fingers found the hem of your shirt, and you pulled it over your head.

Tsunami's eyes immediately went to your chest, and his grip on the chair tightened even more. You sat up a little, putting your chest right in Tsunami's face as you stood up. Tsunami stopped breathing for a moment, going crazy from not being able to touch you. He watched you stand up and turn around before sitting back down on him.

You pressed you butt against him and started rotating your hips around again. Tsunami moaned from this, and you could feel that he was fully erected now. You leaned back and ran your fingers through his hair, before tilting his head to the side. Craning your neck, you pressed your lips against his neck, while still moving your hips back and forth.

You reached behind you and unclasped your bra, tossing it to the side. Tsunami bit his lip, wanting to see your torso fully exposed and sad that he couldn't. Instead, he eyes lingered over your back, looking at your soft flesh and imagining what it would feel like to touch you. You continued sucking on Tsunami's neck, lingering in one spot and making a mark.

"Y/N," Tsunami groaned in desperation. His hand slid to your sides, no longer able to resist the urge to touch you.

"Uh-uh," you said, pulling away from him. You wagged you finger. "You know the rules." You pushes his hands back to the chair arms and stood up, turning so you were facing him again. "That's strike one," you whisper in his ear. "Three strikes, and you're out." You pressed your lips against his cheek and grabbed onto his shoulders.

"So that means I can touch you one more time, and you'll continue," Tsunami said, smirking.

You narrowed your eyes at Tsunami, not appreciating his logic. "I wouldn't test me if I were you."

Tsunami only continued to smirk, putting his hands behind his head. You didn't like his new sense of control, so you started moving your hips back and forth against his. You could feel his cock pressed in between your legs, and it felt amazing. You picked up your speed, wanting to feel more friction. You let out a long and loud moan, trying to turn Tsunami on, and when you saw Tsunami's smirk fade into a face of concentration, you knew it was working.

Tsunami's eyes returned to your chest, and he was mesmerized by the way they were bouncing up and down. His hands moved from behind his head, wanting to reach out and touch them. Deciding it was worth a second strike, he dragged his fingers up your sides and cupped your chest in your hands. He rubbed his thumbs over your nipples, making them erect. You knew you should have stopped him from touching you, but you liked the way it felt.

Finally coming to your senses, you stopped rocking your hips and grabbed Tsunami's hands. "Someone is misbehaving," you said.

"It was only my second strike," He said innocently.

"And your last one, before I stop," you cautioned.

Tsunami leaned forward and whispered, "You want this as much as I do, so I'm not convinced you'll stop."

He was right. You did want this, but you didn't want to prove him right. You started getting up. "Okay. I'll just read a book then." You stood part way up, hoping he wouldn't call your bluff.

"Okay, okay," He said, a little panicked. "No more touching. I promise I'll be a good boy."

You smirked, settling back down on Tsunami's lap. You pinched his cheek and then started rocking your hips again. You spread your legs a little bit more, allowing Tsunami to fit snugly in between your legs. Leaning back, you put your hands on his knees and continued rolling your hips forward.

Another moan escaped your lips, only this time it was involuntary. Tsunami grunted in response, loving the sensations and the sounds you were making. His knuckles turned white from how hard he was gripping the chair arms in order to stop him from touching you. Your panties were completely soaked now, and you increased your speed. Your body heated, and you were getting close.

Unable to resist touching you, Tsunami grabbed your hips and helped you move back and forth faster. At this point you didn't care to stop him, too desperate for your release. His member rubbing against your clit, made you moan even more. Tsunami grinded his teeth together, getting close himself. A loud moan escaped your lips and your walls clenched together, your sensitive nub throbbing. You continued rubbing against Tsunami, and he quickly came himself, soaking his boxers.

You stopped moving and kissed your boyfriend on the lips. "That was more fun than reading your book, wasn't it?" you asked.

He kissed you again. "Much more fun. But next time I better be able to touch you."

"I won't object to that," you said, patting his chest and standing up. "Now let's take a shower and get cleaned up."