Aizawa x reader.

Chapter 21

(Y/N POV)
We make our way up to Aizawa's apartment using the elevator. We walk down the hall a bit and he unlocks the door and we go inside. There's only one thing that can make this night better...
I could feel my stomach start to have butterflies. I went over to his stereo and turned it on, connecting my phone to it and putting on my spicy playlist. Aizawa looks over at me with a raised eyebrow. I turn to him fully, leaning back against the counter preparing myself, and he starts taking steps toward me. I can't help by bite my lip in anticipation. When he makes it over to me he grabs me by the waist and hoists me onto the counter, pushing my dress up and spreading my legs so he can stand in between them. In one fluid movement, he starts to kiss down my neck brushing his teeth against my skin, I can't help but let out a soft moan.
Pulling him to me, and placing my hands on his face. My lips pressed up against his as I closed my eyes. His lips were soft, with a tenderness yet aggressive behavior to them as I held his face close to mine. Embracing the kiss, I pushed myself closer to him, bringing my hand up, I ran one of them through his hair. Snaking his arms around my waist, he pulled me to him. Wrapping my legs around him he carried me to the bed while biting on my lower lip. Throwing both of us down on the bed I let him tower over me as I wrapped my arms around the back of his head. He was getting more aggressive and it was making me wet. I wanted him so badly.
He reached his hand up to the back of my neck and grabbed a hand full of my hair and pulled, I couldn't contain myself I had to have more of him now. I reached for the back of the dress trying to find the zipper to take it off. Instead, he reached for the zipper pulling it at and releasing me from the barrier. Getting impatient, I brought my hands down and tore my panties off. Getting a chuckle from the man on top of me, I went for his but before I could even touch him, he grabbed my hands and pushed them to my sides.
"Now now, kitten..." He uttered. Running his hands down my stomach, he stopped just before my cunt. Looking down at it, then up at me, he smirked before bringing his hand down just a little more. Rubbing his fingers up and down, he soothed my clit. Holding back a moan, I dug my nails into his back. Taking that as a good sign, he slid down back and into my cunt. Feeling as though I wasn't wet enough, he pulled out, stuck his fingers in his mouth, and groaned in pleasure.
"Mmm, you're so sweet, kitten." He said with a smirk. Taking his fingers out of his mouth, he rushed them back inside of me. Moaning at the sudden feeling, he chuckled lightly at me, "If that's how you react to my fingers, just you wait..."
   "Please, Sir I need it." You moaned, "Hush now." Leaning down, he moved to my neck, hovering over me, I felt his breath on me as I lay there wanting more. Licking and biting my neck, he earned multiple moans and groans from me."Tell me how much you want it." He demanded. Obeying him, I moaned louder, "Please, Shota!" I breathed, "That's my girl..." With that, he pulled his hand out of me and went for his clothes, taking off his shirt and dress pants and tossing them to the side. I could now see the imprint of his cock showing threw his boxers. Slowly pulling them down I watched intensely, wanting nothing more than to just push him into me. Looking down, I watched as he pulled out his rock-hard cock. Practically drooling at the sight of it, I grabbed the blanket around me to stop myself from tackling him.
"So eager~" He growled, "What do you say?" he said with a smirk "Please~" I bedded. Flicking his eyes around mine, he smiled under his breath, then with one thrust, he pushed into me. Rushing my hands to cover your mouth, I felt my eyes start to roll into the back of my head. ".... Shota-" I tried to speak through my moans "Quite, kitten." He ordered, Letting my insides adjust to his size, he ever so slowly started to thrust in and out of me. Running a hand through my hair, I grabbed at it as he started to go faster. Moaning in his ear, I wrapped my hands around the back of his head and started to pull his hair roughly.
"F-Fuck..." He grunted, pushing harder. Pushing his full length inside of me, I took a deep breath as he hit my g spot. "Ahh~ More!!" I panted, pulling him closer to me. Pushing deeper, he pulled out, then rammed into me. In and out he went, going faster and faster, making you moan over and over again. "Who owns you, kitten?" He questioned, ramming into me again, "You!" I yelled, getting on the urge of climaxing, "Say my name." He ordered, slamming his dick into you, "Shota!" Bringing my hand down to rub my clit, but before I could, a hand reached down and snatched it,
"That's my job..." he said and started rubbing my clit. Moaning loudly, I gripped the sheets below me, wanting nothing more but to make my newfound master cum for me, "Cum for me you little whore." he demanded into my ear, and just like that, with those few words, my body shook with pleasure, he let me ride out my orgasm, "Good... Girl..." He panted, quickly before thrusting harder and faster into me. I reached down to play with his balls. He shook as soon as my hand made contact, making his breath shutter with pleasure he plowed me harder, cumming himself. Panting, we both smiled down at one another. Pulling out of me slowly, he plopped down next to me on the large bed.
"Wow," he panted. I looked over at him, smiling and panting myself "You want me to get a shower or bath going for you?" he questioned reaching up to my face and wiping a bead of sweat from my cheek. "A bath please." he leaned over, gave me a peck on the forehead, and made his way into the bathroom. I stood up from bed trying to steady myself from my shaking legs. I made my way over to the dresser and picked out a pair of Aizawa's sweatpants and a shirt. When I walked into the bathroom I saw Aizawa was lighting candles and the bath water was turning black from a bath bomb he had dropped in. "The black, foamy thing in the water has Epsom salt in it. It should help with the soreness, I also added a little extra just to make sure. Do you want anything else? Wine? A face mask?" I kissed his shoulder "Wine please." he nodded and made his way to the kitchen. I set my clothes on the counter grabbed my face wash and got in the tub. He came back in with a glass of wine and the bottle in his other hand. He set the bottle down and handed me the glass. He asked if I wanted to be left alone or if I wanted company. I told him the company would be nice. He nodded, told me he would be right back, and left the bathroom. I washed my facing getting rid of all the makeup and laid back waiting for him to return.
After a few minutes, he returned with a pair of sweatpants on, a bottle of whiskey with a glass, and a gallon of water. "Would you do a face mask with me?" I asked sarcastically while taking a sip of my wine. I heard the large man next to me sigh "Which one..." I looked over at him with a shocked look on my face. "Wait, really?!" he gave another sigh "You didn't answer the question." I pointed over to the basket he got me that I has set on the counter, asking him to hand it to me. He lazily got up and grabbed it setting it next to the tub so I could sort threw it. After a few seconds of digging through it, I pulled out the charcoal jell mask. "It's black, seems to fit your aesthetic nicely." I gave with a giggle holding up the small container. "Fine" he turned to me waiting for me to put it on him. I grabbed one of the headbands and slipped it over his head to make sure his long hair wouldn't get into the mask when I put it on. I sat back and looked at him giggling to myself, with his half-lidded eyes looking back at me completely unamused. I grabbed the applicator and glided the product across his forehead "Simba." he rolled his eyes making me laugh even harder. After my laughing fit, I finished applying the mask and applied it to myself as well.
"How long is this gonna take?" he asked while looking at his reflection in his whiskey glass. "It says to wait for 30 minutes, then rinse off with warm water, following it with a moisturizer." he looked over at me with an eyebrow raised "Moisturizer too?" I rolled my eyes with a smile. "Yea moisturizer, it's the small yellow bottle. So after we rinse the mask off, I'll put the moisturizer on you." he pulled the bottle out of the basket reading the bottle. "Is it going to turn my face yellow?" I giggled to myself. "No goof. It just helps hydrate your skin and make it softer." he continued to read the bottle "How do I know?" I rolled my eyes and took the bottle from his hand "Put your hand out." he put his hand out and I squirted a pump of it onto the back of his hand "See, it's not even yellow. Now rub it in." he did as I said "I'll rub it into you" he muttered under his breath. Shaking his head from side to side as he said it "What was that Shota?" I questioned him knowing exactly what he said. "Nothing," he muttered again. We sat for a while in silence just enjoying each other's company.
30 minutes later it was time to take off the masks so I got out of the bath and wrapped a towel around myself. We made our way over to the sink and I held his hair as he rinsed all of the mask off his face. I handed him a hand towel to dry his face off and rinsed off mine after him. He handed me the moisturizer and I pumped it into my hands gently massaging it into his face. I asked him how it felt and he shrugged. "Moist." I smiled while rolling my eyes "You have no appreciation for skin care." he shrugged "I mean, yeah it was relaxing, and my face feels more wet than normal." I rolled my eyes again. "Good enough I guess." After we were done we got ready for bed, cuddled up with each other, and went to sleep.