•Eraser Tales•(Aizawa)

In the Mood for Mekazoo (6)

Celeste pays her fare and trots across the street to her apartment complex. Shouta watches to make sure she makes it safely. The cab pulls back on the road and down the street.

"Mr. Aizawa not my business but I would go hang...it wouldn't matter if I didn't get any sex. She's fucking beautiful, a musician and video gamer. I wish I had a chance like you..." the skinny cabbie says.

"Hmm...you do have a point. Turn around, drop me off and wish me luck... hopefully I won't need you back soon."

Shouta briskly walks to the locked outside door. Celeste lives in a high rise style apartment complex. She has money from something. It's better not to ask he figures. He presses her apartment button and quietly waits. The UA teacher is not sure where this going and not his usual style. He's not into one night stands and hook ups...

"Yeah?" Celeste asks grumpily.

"Your offer still stand, Celeste?"

"Yeah Aizawa." Celeste says grumpily now.

The UA teacher rides the elevator up and scans the city. "Hell of a fucking view from an elevator..."

Shouta turns right and sees a door been held open by a thigh high boot still, with a leather clad leg. He pushes the door shut. "T.V. remote and games to your left . The drinks and food to your right." Celeste says pointing with both hands, her back, completely bare back to the pro hero. She has an electric guitar on and begins 'jammin". Shouta recognizes it as a Lenny Kravitz song, "American Woman" by the guitar riff intro.

Aizawa fishes a bottle of water out and tosses his leather coat on a chair. He opens the bottle and takes a swallow only to choke. Celeste is bouncing and rolling her body to the song with only her hair covering her bare breasts along with the strap on the guitar. He raises his eyebrows as his dick rises up too.

'Fuck! What does this mean? I go around nude or Shouta fuck me or both?' Shouta is confused, needless to say. That puts him on edge obviously.

American woman, said get away
American woman, listen what I say
Don't come hangin? around my door
Don't wanna see your face no more
I don't need your war machines
I don't need your ghetto scenes
Coloured lights can hypnotize
Sparkle someone else's eyes
Now woman, get away from me
American woman, mama let me be.

'Momma listen to what I say,
Makin my balls ache,
now woman get me off...your tits hypnotise me...
American woman...come get some...' ~was the lyrics that went through Aizawa's head. It is not remotely Lenny's remake.

"Sagittarius A to Eraserhead, please leave the black hole of your mind and return to earth...".Celeste says snapping her fingers.

"Huh, what did you say?"

π∆"Sagittarius A, the black hole at the center of our Galaxy...is this going to be a problem?"

Celeste runs her hand up and down to emphasize what she is and isn't wearing. Her leather pants are unlaced and a small wisp of pubic hair can be seen. Shouta puts two and two together. The pants were so tight...He rolls his eyes and a small pained groan slips out.

"Yeah, that is a yes if I ever heard one," Celeste shifts her hair and takes the guitar off. "Hold this..."

"Wait! Your place, your rules..." he replies a little too eager.

"Mmm, you don't get out enough. Sleeping bag, school, villains. I have traveled and spent time at nudist beaches for starters...We are both adults but you know..." Celeste says with a grumpy cat smile.