My Hero Academia Imagines

50 // Shota Aizawa // "Classroom"

Same AU as "Tattoos", "Class", and "Interview", but it's a completely different story

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Shota: Come to the classroom next period

Me: kay

I finished the stack of papers I was grading and made my way to the classroom. Aizawa was grading papers as well and didn't notice I had walked in. I set my stack down in front of him and he looked up,

"Hey." He got up and walked around the desk to me, quickly pecking my lips. He shut the door and I heard the lock click. I raised my eyebrows,

"Shota?" He turned to me and smirked, walking back up to me and pressing me against the desk. His lips met my neck and I hummed,

"N-No, not here." He gripped my hips and groaned,

"Why not?" He gently nibbled my collarbone and slowly unbuttoned my shirt. Despite my reservations, I let him slip it off of my shoulders,

"We're supposed to be working..." He reattached his lips to my neck, gently sucking. He kissed up my neck, slowly kissing me as he swiped everything off of the desk. It fell to the ground with a great crash and he pushed me up further,

"What's a little break gonna hurt, hm?" I heard his belt buckle come undone and he quickly went to work on mine. He undid the button on my pants and slowly pulled them down,

"You could always stop me, you know..." His face was inches from mine. I pulled him closer and kissed him,

"You know I won't..." He growled lowly, dropping both of our pants,

"You're damn right..." He didn't waste a second, nor miss a beat, ditching my underwear and sliding in quickly. I gripped his back and bit his shoulder to keep quiet,

"Ahh..." He grunted and thrusted slowly,

"Dammit..." He gradually sped up, digging his fingertips into my thighs. My head fell back and he took that as an invitation, burying his face into my neck,

"Shota... Fuck-" His hands wandered up my body, ambiently rubbing up and down. I bit my lip and stifled another moan, watching as he slid in and out of me. He twitched, slowly losing control,

"Y/N..." I moaned, biting into his shoulder again. He hummed,

"You feel so good... Baby..." I twitched in response, feeling my high in the pit of my stomach,

"H-Harder... Please..." He growled low in my ear, squeezing my thighs tighter,

"Fuck, fuck, fuck..." My hands gripped the edge of the desk, squeezing as my thighs shook,

"I'm gonna... Fuck, Shota, I'm gonna cum..." My eyes rolled back and I moaned,

"Shota!" My head fell back and I lost control, hitting my climax. He was busy leaving a mark on my neck, letting a moan slip as I finished,

"Yes, yes, yes, yes- Fuck!" His thrusts got sloppy and he twitched one last time, releasing himself inside of me. He relaxed against me, continuing to thrust sloppily to finish. I watched his chest rise and fall in time with mine, the mess beneath us leaking onto the desk. The bell rang and I jumped, sliding off of the desk and fumbling around for my pants. I buttoned my shirt back up as Shota buckled his pants back up,

"Fucking dammit, Shota..." He chuckled,

"What?" I glared at him and he pecked my lips, walking to unlock the door. He helped me pick everything up off of the floor after and I heard the door handle jiggle. I looked at the desk, seeing the aftermath of our highs still glistening on it,

"Fuck!" I snatched a bunch of tissues out of the box and dropped them over the puddle as the class piled in. I blocked it with my body and Shota's eyes went wide. I suddenly burst out laughing and he joined me in the fit of giggles, confusing the students. Kaminari smiled,

"What are you guys laughing about?" I turned around and wiped up the mess, tossing the tissues in the trash discreetly. Shota wasn't helping, still losing his shit,

"What a way to break in the classroom, huh?" My eyes went wide and I covered my face,

"I hate you so much right now." Everyone was laughing now, the students unsure of why we were laughing. I sat in my chair and caught my breath,

"Geez." Shota clapped his hands once,

"Alright, let's pull it together and start class, yes?"

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