•Eraser Tales•(Aizawa)

I claim You (23)

•primal
•biting (marking-claiming play)
•mild restraint
• rough(ish) sex
• foul language

"Shouta..." You say with a big sigh, "your friend has a big mouth."

"Yes but that's beside the point...bunny girl..." the underground hero replies in a rich baritone voice.

"Stop that! You just have to wait with the quarantine in place and I am not some doe eyed submissive, so don't go there," you try to say with a serious face.

Shouta doesn't skip a beat, "Afraid to show me brat? I can see right through your 'tough girl' act."

"Fine, I warned you (主) Omo. You don't get to punish me for this...only some point to claim me, "a mischievous grin crossed your plump lips. You an Shouta had plans to be intimate, for the first time, this weekend. The quarantine had you indoors and you didn't feel right leaving your place as you had a pet bunny. A private live stream will have to do. Serves him right if he gets 'blue balls'. You did warn him.

You have been friends with Hizashi Yamada for two years. He introduced you to Shouta at a Shibari art exhibit. You're the kinda gal that doesn't take 'shit' from most men. Aizawa is not most men and you two have been seeing each othe for about two months now. He had plans for the weekend, oh plans indeed. Then the quarantine was put in place which was not part of the plan.

"Lord? Mmm...sure you don't know what you're doing kit?" he licks his lips.

"Mmm right back at you, Omo...kit you say? Kitte? Baby bunnies are called kittens too. I guess I can...let it slide for you," as you place your left index finger in your mouth then nibble on it with a shy smile.

Aizawa raises the eyebrow over the eye with the scar, "Playing shy now are we? No...more acting coy. Show me why I need to claim you if you indeed had gone to your belly dancing competition."

You back away from the camera so he can see all of you. He blinks at your dance attire. It has the colors of a peacock's tail and depending on how you move, not much is left to the imagination. The music starts with familiar Eygptian music as you had explained you had two styles: traditional Eygptian and Tribal infusion. Though for this cock teaser, you choose something more Hollywood ovie orchestrated. The song is named Anubis.

Your hips ungulate to the drum beat. With well learned dance steps, your body is fluid movement of the sexual persuasion. Your arms and hands accentuate the movements of your body as you roll on to your knees. You move your back to the flor then rise back up and forward while your long hair flows around your face. The music stops and you freeze in a submissive pose on the floor. Your ears hear a distinctly unhappy growl and Aizawa is no longer viewing.

"Well,what does that mean?"

You sigh and head to your kitchen for something to drink. The plan was to introduce Shouta to Mead. The cork comes out and you pour the sweet alcoholic drink in a wine glass. "Oh well...his loss. I told him but he wouldn't listen. He better not be mad at me."

You feel a soft, twitching nose touch your bare ankle. You look down to see you greyish brown Lop bunny, Sherman. "Hello Shermie! How's mommy's baby? About ready for night-night, after a small treat?"

Sherman stands on his hind legs and begs for his treat. You hadn't noticed the time when there was a loud knock on your apartment door. You look at the clock. Who could that be with the quarantine in pace? It couldn't be Aizawa could it? A second loud knock takes you out of your thoughts. You look through the peephole to see Aizawa with a surgical mask on. His knuckles rising to wrap on the door again. You pull the door open. He lowers his mask.

You say loudly, "Hey! You're not supposed to be here!"

"I needed to see if you had all the essentials?" he says with a smirk that makes your skin crawl with want