•Eraser Tales•(Aizawa)

Chance encounter erasermic (24)

"Fuck Aizawa..."

"Hmm...it's Shota and fuck sounds good..." he pressed his lips to your pulse.

You blew a huffed breath in his ear, No...more patience."

"Speaking of that, I have a condom in my right front pocket, " Shota informed you.

"I'm on birth control..."

He nipped your neck hard to get your attention, "just because someone is a hero, doesn't mean they are disease free."

(---) tilted your head. "I know you don't, for a fact..."

"How?" his eyebrow over the scar, rose up.

"If you had a sexually transmittable disease, my quirk would go off..." you hummed.

His expression showed curiosity, "How is that?"

"Danger sense is all..." you shrugged your shoulders.

"You can sense when a dangerous situation is going to occur to you?" his lips frowned. "That is an amazing quirk and is quite a powerful one, little cub...you sell yourself short."

"We can talk later...my Dominus," (---) purred by vibrating your voice box softly.

"Fuck, that growl makes me think of a purr..."

"Your welcome Dominus," (---) smirked.

You now rose up off his lap enough to graze his cock head through your stickiness. You decided you were going to be the one that said when he got to enter you. Shota knew that was exactly what a little switch like you was going to do, so he waited then yanked your upper body forward, via that nice leather harness and shoved up into your warm core. You gave him a growl and nip for being a bad boy. He remained fully stuffed in you and waited for your body to adjust since he was a little bigger from his state of arousal. You had let a hiss out as his cock drove into you.

"Bad...bad Shota," you place your forehead against his. The dry burn disappeared to now be replaced by wetness, and began to coat his balls. Your hands captured each side of his face and you began the passionate kissing as your hips rolled then raised up and down.

Aizawa mock battled you, for control of the tongue war then he took both hands to grab hold of your ass firmly as he drove up into you, on a shallow stroke you had planned. The fast, hard thrust caught you off guard.

Your head tipped back to let a small cry out "S-s-hota..."

A deep growl of approval vibrated in the bite he gave you on your neck, just under your ear. The sound was both heard and felt. "Oh...I like that Shota...more please."

This time his left hand grabbed your harness with a tighter grip and gave it a jerk to show you, playtime just got ramped up. His right thumb traced down your skin, round and over to your public mound then finally your pleasure button. Your mouth was pressed to his neck so as not to make any noise. He could feel your mouth open in a silent scream and how it would have been you screaming his name.

(---) fingernails dug into his muscular sides, from how good he felt in you but there was also frustration of not being able to completely let go and have your voice be free to express. The man fucking you sensed your frustration.

"Someone is a screamer?"

"Nnhh..I can't completely let go Shota," you whined.

"Poor little cub," his eyes shone wickedly. "Suck on this..."

The pad of his thumb stroked your plump bottom lip. You tipped your chin then began to suck on his finger. Your mouth was going to demonstrate what his cock missed out on.