•Eraser Tales•(Aizawa)

Chance encounter erasermic (24)

"We need to discuss your writing of fanfiction...depicting me,"his voice dropped lower and it was on the edge of growling.

As for you, you missed the voice change and went straight to how you would apologize to the officer while they are writing the ticket. You were speeding confidently but facing the law, not a chance. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry Aizawa s-s-s-Sir! I--won't do it again!"

Shota stepped forward aggressively then hooked his index finger through the neck loop. He gave it a pull. "What are you sorry for (---)?"

"I--I shouldn't make you...you outta to ah~uhm...Ishouldn'twriteaboutinsuchaway...itsembarassingtoo...youbeingaheroandateacher..." then you took a breath.

You know he probably didn't get most of what you said as you were a pro at running your words fast together when you got in trouble. You learned from your mom interrogating you about your now ex-boyfriend. That was actually why you started writing fanfic about Eraserhead. You thought he was your 'blueprint ideal' man. Every one that's attracted to men, get an image in their heads.

"That was quite the mouthful," a smirk crossed his lips. "That is a small mouth you have isn't it?"

"I-I-s-s-sir?"

"We need to work on your experience with ropework," his face lowered down to yours. "I seem to remember, one of your bratty stories, you wanted to ride me hard and then put up wet. Do you still want to be given the chance?"

"S-s-sir, I really w-want to but..." you took a breath as you had standards. "I am not going to because we are not even dating, let alone in a relationship. It's like my stories have to have correct terms, so I go and research it."

"Aah, like aardvark as a safe word that can be said with a gag?" he smirked.

That kinda made you grumpy. You thought it was funny and good at the same time, for a safe word. "So yours is mayonnaise? No how about...ah... Shigaraki! That would get your attention..."

"Hmm, now the brat has shown up...I figured the shaking little submissive would disappear quickly enough," Shouta paused for dramatic affect. "It is good to know that you are looking to at least date before fucking a man. I just so happen to have planned a trip to Mt. Fuji and a stay overnight so the first date can be quite memorable. Everything is in your author's name, to prove it's serious, from me..."

"But..." you whined.

"But what?" he growled.

"I'm not pretty enough and my quirk isn't that strong...you should be dating someone better than me," You said as your insecurities reared their ugly heads.

"My fierce little cub, I can ask Mic to get me a model or singer but they aren't interested in me and I am definitely not in them. I want a real girl that when all is said and done, I can have a conversation. She's going to care about things that are important in my life," Aizawa is now stone cold serious with this conversation. "I liked to think I am an excellent judge of character and I happen to know you are that kind of woman."

"I...but..."you hemmed and hawed.

"You're overthinking this, your writing told me this...you said it yourself. The time you spend to put research and try to get your facts right," he huffed. "Yes?"

"Yes! I do and I can show you all my sources for BDSM, fetishes and contracts for submiss..."you get silenced by a long finger.

"That's enough talk for now," he gave a tug on the ring then started to steer you to another part of the convention center.

Now, some may be wondering if you are concerned that Eraserhead is going to hurt you. You know he is not, as you have the quirk danger sense, that warns you with a flash of what the danger is going to be and it's not going off. It would have gone off immediately, the moment he tugged the first time, on your ring. It would have gone off as he crossed the room, if he truly wanted to hurt. You didn't know how it worked but it worked and it had saved your 'ass' in quite a few situations. Believe it or not, it worked with sexually transmitted diseases too. It was a danger so your sense went off.