𝐌𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐦𝐚- 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐚 𝐀𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐱 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐘/𝐧

38

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝗼𝐫'𝐬 𝐩𝗼𝐯
After enjoying their dinner, the now-engaged couple was back in their hotel room, pouring happiness and love seeping out of them.

But even between the sweet and nonstop kisses, there was a want for each other as light touches turned into teasing, Y/n talking Aizawa's hair out from its neat style, allowing his now curls fall, Y/n finding her husband gorgeous, the same being said for Aizawa.

"Fuck, I want you so bad" "Then have me" Y/n responds, not expecting to be picked up in an instant, gasping for a second as Aizawa walked over to the bed, and while doing so he was able to pull off Y/n's dress somehow, the woman left in the lace set she had picked out.

"You're so beautiful, I can't believe you're real," Aizawa says into Y/n's neck kissing all her skin while pulling off the woman's panties and bra, not even caring about where they ended up in the room.

"I'm as real as it gets" she grinned just as Aizawa sat down on the bed "Oh I know" and with hearts in his eyes Aizawa pulled Y/n onto the bed, spinning her around as well to realize the large hotel mirror.

"Let's watch something else that's real" and with a gruff voice Aizawa had begun to spread Y/n's legs open, her voice hitching as she was left completely open, the darkness of their room not doing much as the moon illuminated the scene.

Now Aizawa began to pepper kisses to Y/n's shoulder, his hands groping at Y/n till one rested on Y/n's breast while the other was on her thigh.

"S-Shota~" "Yeah Beautiful?" He asked, still giving Y/n his love through every touch and kiss.

"I'm glad we met" she smiled, always willing to be sentimental, no matter what was going on, but her sweet words had their effect on her husband as Aizawa turned her around to face him.

"Better be" he exaggerated to much of Y/n's surprise, the woman pinching his cheek.

"You're so moody, haven't you heard of a happy wife happy life? Weirdo" Y/n spoke, ready to get off of Aizawa, only to be pulled closer.

"When have I ever made you upset?" He asked while moving a hand down between Y/n's thighs.

"The day I found out you're the bad influence on my daughter" she mentioned, getting an almost bewildered look from her husband.

"That was one time" "and yet she keeps cussing"

Their bickering was amusing and the two had ruined the sensual tone of the night a bit.

"Well I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you" and with a grin, the man had let his fingertips dip into Y/n, his touch electrifying on his wife's skin.

"Am I forgiven yet?" "N-nigga~ you haven't even made me c-cum yet" she responded, attitude on 10 now even despite Aizawa's fingers knuckles deep in her.

But her words were taken as an easy challenge by the man, so he was sure to touch every sensitive spot of Y/n's body and inside.

Like clockwork Aizawa was rubbing right on Y/n's g spot, knowing her better than he knew himself, feeling Y/n squeeze around him from time to time.

But as Aizawa pleasured Y/n, he had a sudden urge to bite, and funny enough, he had put it down on Y/n's chest.

It wasn't anything that would hurt her, but the marks were proof of what he had done, yet the hints of pain had only made Y/n's moans a bit louder.

"Fuck~" curses flowed from Y/n's lips like no other, always shocked by how good Aizawa made her feel.

"I think I'm getting close to being forgiven" he grinned with starry eyes as Y/n closed hers, unable to hold the intense eye contact, feeling a bit nervous.