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Contrary to popular belief, Inosuke is not an idiot. He may not understand societal expectations or customs or whatever, but growing up around animals teaches you how to read body language. Humans are similar to animals in the way that no one can truly hide their emotions. The body will always show what the heart feels no matter how small or major.
So when your body language around him starts changing, he notices. It's small at first. Your gaze lingers longer than usual. The light pink that tints your face when he talks directly towards you. The way your body starts to lean towards him more often than not. Subtle and unnoticeable to most, but to him a glaring shift.
At first he's confused. He watches the way you interact around the others for a few days to see if your body reacts the same to them. It doesn't. Before he realizes it, he finds himself using his spatial awareness technique more often than not just to watch your reactions.
Everyday the subtle shift becomes bigger and more glaring. He finds himself flexing his muscles in an over-exaggerated fashion during training just to see how tightly you'll bite your lip and fidget your hands. He'll purposefully forget to towel off after a bath just to see your breathing quicken and your thighs quiver.
With your reactions towards him (and only him) he's quick to pick up the emotion you're feeling. You like him, and if the ever increasing darkening in your eyes is to be trusted, you find him to be very attractive.
So when he finds you bathing alone one night, he doesn't even consider not getting in with you. Of course, per the usual, he barrel dives into the water scaring the life out of you.
You're spitting water out angrily and scolding him for getting in with you. Boys and girls are supposed to bathe separately blah blah blah.
He's not listening to you. Instead he's looking directly at your breasts which are barely hiding just below the water.
You're too busy frantically trying to explain to him that society doesn't agree with communal bathing outside of family and partners to notice how intently he's looking at you.
Your face is bright red, lips trembling with each word. Your eyes are moving a mile a minute. Scanning his face, his chest, his arms, the woods around you, the water. Your chest is heaving with your rapidly increasing breathing and heart rate. Subconsciously your arms have moved up to hide your breasts, but he can tell that your hands are itching to reach out and touch him.
With all the confirmation that yes, you do like him like that, he cuts off your stammering by leaning in and trapping you against the rocks. His arms are resting against the smooth rocks on both sides of your head. When your eyes turn towards them, he makes sure to flex them a little.
At the sound of your voice softly calling his name in confusion, he leans his head down into your neck. The smell of you is delicious and intoxicating. Pressing his lips against your neck, he admits to having realized your crush on him ages ago. His teeth begin to nibble gently instead of responding to your poorly disguised attempts of ignorance. His tongue comes out to lap at the deep red marks on your skin before his teeth sink into it slightly harder than before.
At the sound of your moan, he pulls back to look you in the eyes. Your lip is pulled tight between your teeth and your eyes are glazed over in lust. His left hand slides down to grip your hip while his right tangles itself in your wet hair. After a beat, he moves in to press his lips against yours.
If there's one thing you've learned about Inosuke, it's that he is not a patient man. The moment his lips meet yours, he deepens the kiss. Tugging at your hair to maneuver your head and pulling your hips forwards to grind against his thigh.
You're scrambling to find purchase on his biceps and shoulders. Moans stick to the back of your throat until his tongue forces its way inside to pull them out. You try to take control of the kiss for a moment, but you quickly succumb to his manhandling.
Within seconds Inosuke is everywhere. His tongue is wrestling yours, teeth are nipping at your lips, his hands are trailing up and down your body. Bouncing your boobs and squeezing your nipples. Caressing your ribs and gripping your hips. His thigh is pushing up into you, grinding hashing against your heat.
All you can do is hold onto his arms and hair for dear life when his lips finally release yours and make their way down your neck. His mouth is merciless. Licking, sucking, and biting hickies onto every inch of soft skin. Despite the water surrounding the two of you, your slick clings to his thigh. His lips finally end their assault on your neck and collarbone, trailing down to your breasts.
With a huff of irritation at the realization that your body is still underwater, he roughly grabs your thighs and hoists you up onto his hips. For once your short stature finally works in your favor. With your legs wrapped around his hips like this, the water hits you at your belly button.
Pressing you firmly against the wall, he holds you up with his left hand while his right trails between your legs. His lips are wrapped around one of your nipples when his fingers make contact with your slit. A needy whine escapes you. Your fingers grasp pathetically at his hair. Pushing his bangs out of his face and twirling his hair into a makeshift ponytail, you tug at it roughly causing a low growl to escape him. His teeth nip at the soft skin of your breasts causing you to yelp lightly.
The pain is soon forgotten, however, when his thick calloused fingers make contact with your clit. His middle finger swirls the nub curiously causing you to let out a breathy moan.
At the sound an almost maniacal grin spreads across his face. His fingers make quick work of your cunt. Spreading the lips and rubbing your clit, shoving a finger inside of you. He's cautious at first. Making sure to test different speeds, angles, and pressure to find the ones that make your thighs quiver the most.
You can't help dropping your head into his shoulder and moaning loudly when a second finger enters you. Your teeth sink into his shoulder when they curl inside you, thrusting over and over.
A deep groan escapes him at the feeling. He feels lightheaded, his senses are dulled by the water and the scent of your combined arousal is overwhelming. He can feel your pussy quivering around his fingers, your teeth biting into his shoulder, the moans rattling your chest.
He manages to stuff a third finger into you and swipes his thumb over your clit before you cum. You're moaning unashamedly into the crook of his neck, back arching and hand pulling roughly on his hair. He's sucking and biting your nipple, gripping your thigh and thrusting his fingers into you roughly. When your thighs begin to release their grip on his hips, he removes his hand from your cunt and takes a hold of his throbbing member instead. His lips release your breast, moving up to take your lips instead.
The kiss is passionate, all sliding tongues and wet lips pushing and pulling against one another. Inosuke rubs himself against your entrance over and over until you find yourself begging him to fill you. You want him to claim you, fill you with his cum and destroy you for anyone else.
The groan he makes when he finally enters you is animalistic. Deep and gravelly. He sets the pace fast and brutal right off the bat. Hips snap quickly, thrusting his member deep inside your soft hole. The water around you splashes about, creating waves that travel through the small bath.
He roughly pushes you against the rocks once more to free his hands for exploring. Your legs are hiked around his hips, squeezing tightly to hold on while your hands finally release his hair. Instead you choose to trail the expanse of his chest. Your fingers dip in and out of the muscular planes, taking great joy in finally being able to touch the object of your affection.
Before long his hips start to sputter before thrusting haphazardly. The feeling of teetering over the edge is almost overwhelming. His hands come to grip your ass to ground himself. Noticing this, your lips meet the skin between his shoulder and neck. Biting and kissing your way up the column of his throat, you feel the yell that escapes him when he cums before it happens.
With a few harsh snaps of his hips against yours, he stills suddenly spilling ropes of cum inside of you. It's warm and kind of a strange feeling, but the feel of it leaking out when he pulls away is even worse. It's not bad, per say, just strange.
Leaning over you, huffing and puffing he realizes that you're still vibrating with the need to cum. Lazily he pushes his knuckle between your legs to bump against and rub your clit. Within a few good strokes, you're moaning weakly as your head collapses into his shoulder.
For a long moment the two of you stay there leaning against each other breathing heavily. His breathing evens out before yours and when it does his face twitches towards you coaxing your lips onto his in a soft kiss.
A silent moment passes between you with the gentle glide of lips upon each other. Eventually Inosuke pulls away, setting your legs back down. Making sure to keep a hand on your lower back he guides the two of you out of the bath and back into your respective robes.
As much as he would love to drag you to his futon and continue, Gonpachiro and Monitsu are sleeping in the same room as him. Although he's not opposed to having an audience, he knows that springing it on any of them in the middle of the night is not the right time. Still, that's an idea he'll hold onto for later.
With a promise to speak of what happened tonight tomorrow morning after breakfast, the two of you part ways with a gentle kiss and firm hug.