•Eraser Tales•(Aizawa)

Fast Track (27)

Not that naughty of a girl...okay time to get dressed' you think.

You turn with a cup of vanilla chai tea to find a muscled arm blocking your route. You look up to see dark eyes looking back at you. So you turn to go the other way and the right arm is there to 'cage' you in.

"My rescuer could at least let me know her name..."

"It's F/N) (L/N)...uh...ah eat breakfast. I just need your size to get some clothes for you Eraser."

"Aizawa Shouta, you can call me Shouta. That's a bad idea right now."

"And why is that pro hero?" you ask.

"Did the two criminals see you put me in your car? Is your car damaged? If yes to either question then their search will be easier..."he says closing the distance between your ear and his mouth. You can feel his warm breath on your neck.

"My brother has left some clothes here that might fit. Just ripped blue jeans and flannel with tank shirts. Will that do?"

"That definitely works, I was concerned it was a three piece suit..." he chuckles in a warm and rich tone.

You feel tiny goosebumps on your skin. God! What a voice...the kind of talk you to cumming with dirty words or lull you back to sleep after waking from a bad dream.

Damn!

You want him but not just one sampling of decadent cake but the whole cake regularly. Cake is easy: buy it or make it. It doesn't have a mind and feelings that decide your not it's type.

You let a big huff out. "I should get some clothes on while you eat..."

"No need on my account (Y/N)"...he nuzzles your neck.

"Sho-uta I am naughty to the point of feisty but I'm not that kind of naughty you want. If I get a taste then I'll want more. This isn't some fanfiction story in which I get the great underground hero, Eraserhead forever. You're just being affected by a condition that occurs when your body thinks near death was going to happen and nothing more. Your body thinks it needs to breed is all."

"Ouch! I don't know if I should be flattered you are being so logical or deflated due to rejection..." he huffs. "You do have a logical point here and I didn't intend to hurt you but I do find you so damn enticing...."

"Probably the fast car and my race car driving skills honed on the German Autobahn." you laugh.

"Perhaps..." he replies, "you brought me in your home and patched me up...so trusting."

"Sure good samaritan." you chuckle, knowing this is a tiny scold in those words.

"Mmm...no...rope bunny." a sly smile ghosts across his lips, "I saw my capturing weapon."

"Two words: Switch and Rigger, Dom Aizawa Sir." you smirk and wait to see his displeased look.

You figure he is so strongly Dom that he is not likely to experiment. You usually are the submissive but sometimes a good riding your man like a stallion and intense nipple play on the man.

"Mmm never dealt with either...not something ever crossed my mind."

"It's probably just you have always been the one in charge and it's your nature. I can lead and I can follow. I have had to take dangerous situations over and be the one to lead. Then I will switch for the other can lead again. I would like to do rigging on a mate down the road but for now it's for me to understand so I can trust when I find someone to experience shibari with."

"So logical and smart...why are you still single and not taken?" Shouta asks but now he is leaning against the counter next to you and drinking tea with you.