Deception || Aizawa x OC Fanfic

Ch. 8 - No Touch

He wasn't in the living room. 

I stared up at the bedroom door seeing it was half open. 

I swallowed hard and walked careful up the stairs and I paused outside the door. "Shouta?" I asked softly. 

"Yeah?" He responded. 

"Can I come in?" I felt so small, like a child. 

"Yeah." He repeated. 

Slowly I pushed the door open. He was sitting on his bed with his glasses on and a stack of papers in hand. "Sorry, I didn't realize you were busy."

He set the papers down and took off his glasses. "Are you okay?"

I shook my head. 

"What's wrong?" He asked. 

"I don't know." I responded. 

"How can I help?" 

I toyed with the hem of my shirt nervously. "Can I just, stay with you for a bit? I don't actually want to be alone."

"Of course." He responded. 

I wanted to launch myself into his lap and hug him and scream and cry. Being held by him made everything feel okay, and that's all I wanted. But instead I quietly shuffled over to the foot of the bed and crawled up next to him.

He lifted his arm out of my way, his face was confused, I don't think he was expecting me to be so close to him. 

I laid next to him and curled up against him with my face against his thigh.

"Is that even comfortable?" He asked. 

I shook my head but hugged his thigh anyway. I couldn't help but notice he had changed out of his pants and into sweats.

"Come on. Get up for a moment." He instructed me. 

I was afraid he was going to kick me out of his room, but hesitantly I obliged and sat on my knees as I waited. 

He moved so that I was now sitting between his legs, and he was more towards the middle of the bed and still sitting up. "Alright, come here."

I laid my head against his chest and curled up against him. He cradled his legs around me and held me with his arms. 

"I think you overworked yourself today." He told me softly. "How much did you record?"

"A lot. I'm really sore." I confessed.

"Yeah. On top of all that, I'm sure you're still not feeling great after what happened this week, and the panic of being so stuck in your rope, probably overwhelmed you." He gently pushed my hair out of my face.

"I don't actually orgasm in my videos. I fake it. I can't get myself off." I told him.

He laughed a bit. "Well maybe then you're overwhelmed from feeling like you've been on the edge all day. Maybe you should go handle that." 

I felt.my breath hitch in my throat and I rolled onto my back,tilting my head up so that I could still see Shouta's face. I pulled the shirt up, exposing that I was bare underneath. "I-is that what you want me to do?"

"I get it now. Someone is in sub drop. You feel so down because you're just a little subby Princess, and you want someone to tell you what to do?" He pulled my hair out of my face again. 

His voice was so soft it made my eyes flutter and I clenched my thighs. 

"That's why this is still on, isn't it?" He tugged at the leather around my neck.