Cat-nip || Aizawa x Neko reader Tickles~♡||

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"Yeah, it's gonna have to be a no. I've already got Shinsou to deal with." Besides, there's no way he could put up with this creepy girl for the next week. "Oh, come on sensei~I know it's possible for an agency to take in more than one student--" 

"Good, then you can go see Midnight, or Joke, or the pussycats, or pretty much anyone that isn't me." He quickly shot back.

"Aw, don't be like that sensei~ Is this because I called you sexy? Or because I'm such a tease? I can take it back a notch…" She pulls his chair closer to her, crawling into his lap. 

"...If you say yes that is. Otherwise I guess I'll have no choice but to tease you until you do~" the way she flicked his nose; closing in on his personal space. "Oh really now? I'm almost tempted to get security involved." He retorted. She giggled, and gave a confused grunt. "With what phone, silly?" He glanced at his desk, only to realise his phone was lying on the floor, far away from him. 

"You think I can't buck you right off of me?" He quirked a brow, "What happened to extra laps? I was such a naughty kitty, you really ought to punish me, sensei~" his body trembled as she began to purr against him. "We both know this isn't what I meant." He stated bluntly.

"Do we really though? I mean, you could've been sending me a number of mixed signals--" 

"--Yeah to one of my own students? I think not. (L/n), my mind has been made, and my decision is final; you should've thought this over during class. Now get off me." He glared at the girl. His anxiety is so subtle, it'd be hard for anyone to notice, however she could sense it. "Why ask? You can just shove me off of you."

"I'm not asking you, that's an order. I shouldn't even have to, this behavior is inappropriate. You might as well just leave before I phone your parents." She sneers at this. 

"What, you want me to listen, and obey like a dog? Do we need to go over the phone thing again? I'm about a year away from being of age, I'd hardly call this inappropriate. You could just be a man and punish me yourself~♡" she wrapped her legs around his waist.

A very subtle hue of pink dusted his cheeks, and he coughed. "I don't know what you're thinking, but--" he jolted back when her hands suddenly began to explore his body. She's baiting him, right into her trap, and he knows it. Still he just can't seem to figure out what she's up to, staring back at her in confusion. She took his hands and leaned into him.

His jaws clenched shut; her breasts were warm, and soft as she squished herself up against his chest. He's speechless. He should tell her to stop right? So, why was he hesitating? She was more than just attractive; she wasn't your average UA student. She was probably a solid E-cup in the chest department. She had this alluring figure, and (h/l), vibrant (h/c) locks that flow like water over her shoulders. To top it off, she had this dark enchanting aura that urged people to like her no matter what. It goes deeper than that; somehow she can get people to confess their darkest sins, and most twisted desires. It never quite worked on him though. Even so she still screws around with him.

Her face is just inches away from his, when she decides to break the uncomfortable silence."You could just erase my quirk, or subdue me with those kinky bandages of yours~" She trailed her fingers along his chest. 

It takes him a moment to really take in that statement. Shaking his head free of this eerie trance; he instinctively attempts to reach his scarf, however strained to move his arms. 'Wait a second, did she…?' He glanced back behind the chair. His wrists are wrapped tight in his own binding cloth. "~at the end of the day, I'm still going to be right on top of you." she giggled. 

'How did she…? Damn it, she must have been distracting me...? Usually I would catch on--what's happening?' He thought back to all that handsy behavior of hers and grunted in irritation. How could this girl accomplish what a fraction of his students couldn't in such little time? He gave an irritated sigh. Now he really was stuck. How did she manage to knot his binds so tight? Judging by that look on her face, she knew he was stuck too.