"The food is getting cold, Shouta. Eat and then plan to take the world over after." you say stand up from leaning against the counter.
After going through a dresser you come across the torn jeans, black sleeveless shirt and plaid shirt.
'He's going to look good in these clothes' you think.
"Did you find anything?"
You toss the clothes in the air and take a swing at him. Shouta deflects the blow easily enough. "So jumpy... hypervigilance?"
"Mmm...I have lived on my own for a few years and sometimes I just have to walk myself to my car or go down a dark alley." you shrug your shoulders as this is just a part of life.
Aizawa sighs "We heroes are failing you, then you stick your neck out to rescue me."
"It's called acts of kindness and taking care of others..." you say. "You need to lay down and rest. You pull those stitches out and I will find a bigger needle to stitch you up with, like a leather upholstery needle."
"You wouldn't kitten..."
"Cast Iron pans can knock your ass out and being an amateur rigger, you would be bound down," you say smugly.
"Hmm...almost worth it." he smirks.
"So problem...need some groceries. Think you could call Present Mic and do some fake story?" you inquire.
" A logical ruse you mean?" Shouta replies with a large grin.
"Yeah, something like that..." you mumble with the best deadpan face you have. You turn to slip past the pro hero and you know it's coming. He's just the type, by his innuendos to do ...
Slap!
You turn your head and let a small growl out. "Watch it Aizawa. I could be a tiger not a tabby."
"I might just take my chances to see which you are. It's been a long time since a woman caught my interest since becoming a teacher at UA high."
" How long is that?"
" Five years..."
then Slap!
This time on the opposite ass cheek.
So you growl again and cup his genitals, to give his balls a slight squeeze. You're more like palming and groping. "Nice size, fills my hand plenty and then some."
A cough can be heard as you walk away giggling. That should put him in a tailspin. Besides, Eraser is injured. He's just playing right?
Touching him so intimately makes you realize you have been single for almost three. You put on your (f/c) (I'm going with a dark scoop neck green shirt and black skinny jeans with short top boots.)
This time Aizawa makes noise. He gingerly places an arm on the doorframe. "I spoke to Mic and he told me, we need to stay put and they will send some heroes to pick us up."
" Fine but I haven't any fresh food. It's frozen, canned or boxed," you remind him again with more details. "Move please."
"Relax Angel! Mic will have food for us."
Shouta leans down to (y/h) and strokes your bottom lips with the same thumb again. "I have all that I need right now. I'd like to kiss you but you might bite me."
" One kiss then lay down." you say as a command and pointing to the living room.
Aizawa tilts his head slightly and places a firm kiss on your lips. He pulls away just far enough to see if you approve. When you don't scold him he kisses you more aggressively. Shouta is passionately wanting to gain access to your mouth. He tries a kiss ending with a lick to your lips and you fall for it. As you lick your lips from his saliva, he grasps your jaw and holds your mouth.
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•Eraser Tales•(Aizawa)
Fanfiction(mha🍋) (🔖Wattys 2022 nomination) A collection of short stories and one shots featuring Shouta Aizawa aka Eraserhead, ranging from lemons to angst, yandere and romance to sudden loss and everything in between. This is a writing project to create...
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