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Request Summary: Inumaki returns home early from his latest mission and catches YN in the act. He decides to use his technique to lend a helping hand.

Rating: 18+, NSFW

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The sound of multiple people moaning was not something Inumaki expected to hear when he stepped inside his house.

As far as he could tell, there was YN and two additional muffled voices- another female and possibly a male.

He listened intently as he made his way down the hallway to the bedroom. The harmony of moans and a slight buzz filtered through the cracked door.

"Toge."

He almost froze at the sound of his name and stumbled to the doorway when he heard his own voice respond, "let me cum."

A rush of relief and embarrassment flooded his veins. Heat rose to his cheeks as Inumaki peered past the edge of the door to confirm his suspicions.

YN laid atop the bed in a thin tank top, her back propped up against pillows. She had one hand holding her phone, playing what he audibly recognized as a home movie they had previously made. 

Her other hand held a small vibrator against her satin covered core. She bit her lip watching the display, moving the head around in tight circles. 

Inumaki could just make out the growing dark patch on the fabric from his vantage point. He felt the blood rush to his groin at the sight.

"Toge!" The video called out his name again with her recorded climax.

The real YN cried out in frustration and dropped the phone to sheets. Not bothering to shut off the vibrator she tossed it aside and slumped into the pillows.

Her palms came up to rub at her eyes, "UHG! It's not the same."

The curse user almost announced his arrival- almost.

The recorded voices continued, dulled in the fabric. He was keenly aware that the pixelated version of her was enjoying her release whilst edging his past self.

He watched his writhing lover for a moment before he was struck with an idea. Surely, a bit of payback was in order.

Inumaki pulled out his phone and hit record.

Naturally, being more on the quiet side, Inumaki had become quite observant over the years; and when you are with someone long enough, you learn what makes them tick. Their hopes, dreams, their desires, and how they think. 

For example, he knew that she liked to use a vibrator when he was away because her fingers could never quite reach as far as his could. 

He also knew that if she was desperate enough, she would still try to replicate his touch.

She glanced down at the screen and groaned.

He saw the hesitation on her face when her hand reached out to pick up the vibe, Inumaki rushed out a quiet "stop."

YN froze then blinked down at the toy in her hand, as if having second thoughts. Her eyes glanced back to the video, with a huff, she shut the vibrator off and dropped it again.

It just wouldn’t do, having his beloved continue to suffer with him 'gone'. It was only right that he help her out.

“Clothes off."

She tugged at her top, exposing her breasts, then moved to shimmy her underwear off.

Inumaki zoomed in on his phone to see the sheen of her desire on the satin. His cock ached at the sight and he leaned his head silently against the door frame.

With one hand she picked the phone back up. Toge knew the recording displayed him on his knees, stroking his dick for her.

He wanted to even the playing field, even if it was an old video; and a night he thoroughly enjoyed. 

"Touch yourself."

YN danced her fingers across her chest to her perked nipples. He didn't even have to command her to pluck at the buds.

Her nails grazed the skin of her abdomen as they made their way down to the apex of her thighs. Where the feather light touches continued as teasing strokes.

With his free hand, Toge unbuttoned his pants to adjust his length, thumb stroking the tip.

"Rub your clit…slowly," he added as an afterthought.

The pads of her fingers made leisurely circles, her hips naturally rolling with the movement.

Inumaki audibly moaned at the sight and stiffened. But she was too lost in the sensations and cries from the video to notice the very real echo from the doorway.

He could tell the pace was not enough by the way her nose crinkled, letting out a soft whine.

“Insert two fingers.”

Her eyes rolled back when she felt the intrusion, head pressing back into the pillows. Her hips rocked, taking them as deep as she could. She couldn’t control the stuttered curse that fell from her lips.

Turning back to the video, she could see Toge entering her from behind, her stomach clenched at the view.

Her fingers rushed to match pace with each of his thrusts, lost in the memory of him filling her. 

Her breath hitched, legs twitching and closing around her wrist.

"Don’t."

She cried out when her fingers slipped out of her entrance.

"Fuck!!"

She threw her phone. It slid across the carpet before coming to a stop at the bottom edge of their dresser.

Her chest heaved with the loss of her release. She could still hear the vocalization of their counterparts coming down from their high.

Inumaki could see the irritation on her face as he whispered, "start again."

She wasted no time pressing three fingers in and almost sobbed with relief.

"Spread your legs."

Her legs fell open, giving the cursed speech user an unobstructed view of her walls clenching around the digits.

"Rub your clit."

Her free hand followed his instruction.

Seeing her unknowingly fall to his every whim had Toge gripping the base of his cock to hold off his own impending release.

"Slow down."

Her arm felt heavy, tired. 

"No, no, no!"

She was tiptoeing on the edge, just a little more, "pl-please, so close," she pleaded.

To who, she didn't know. 

She willed her hands to keep moving and Inumaki felt her desperation as she fought against the compulsion. 

His cock throbbed in his hand and he stepped forward.

"Look at me."

Watery eyes shot to the blurred figure at the door.

"T-tog-" Her voice died with his next command.

"Cum."

She threw her head back in a silent scream, back bowed off the bed. An explosion of colors dotted across her vision as she was shoved over the edge into oblivion.

Her hands clutched the duvet through the aftershocks, tears streaming down her face while she struggled to catch her breath, hips still shaking.

Inumaki could have came at the sight alone but he had other plans.

Blinking the spots from her vision, Toge came into clear view. Shirt off with his phone in one hand and his dick in the other.

"Let’s make another movie.”

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