"D-do you wanna come in?" I gestured towards my dorm door.
"Yes," he said in a husky, needy voice. It caught me off-guard, my eyes widening as I fumbled to unlock the room. Fortunately, Mina, my roommate, was home for the holidays. Due to certain circumstances, I couldn't make it home for the holidays, but things were turning out to be a lot more interesting than I had initially expected.
I pushed the door open, greeted by my darkened room. I flipped the light switch on, but Aizawa, following closely behind me, switched it off again. I whipped around as he was locking the dorm door behind him. I gulped.
The next thing I knew, we were kissing again. His hands ran over my body, mine resting on his chest. His fingers reached the hem of my shirt again, fiddling with it. He pulled it up an inch, then back down again, seemingly debating with both himself and me. Then, I nodded into his neck. I raised my arms as he pulled my training shirt over my head and tossed it aggressively to the side.
I silently asked the same question, and he pulled his own shirt off quickly. I could feel his sweaty, skin against mine, his chiseled abs resting against my stomach. His hands now roamed my bare skin, fingers barely grazing my sides, arms, and chest.
He began kissing me again, his lips moving along my jawline, and down to my neck. He began sucking on spots on my collarbones; I knew exactly what I would look like in the morning. I cradled his head as he did, running my hands over his back and grinding against him.
His kisses began moving again, landing at my breasts. His hands moved around my body, once again asking for silent consent.
"Yes," I breathed, and my bra was removed. It fell away to reveal my breasts to him, and he stared in awe for a second. I began to get self-conscious, but I barely had the time to.
He kissed my breasts gently, holding them fondly in his hands as he did so. My breath caught in my throat as he began running his tongue over my bare nipple. He was experienced, that was sure.
I tugged at the waistband of his shorts, pleasure clouding my mind. He let me pull them down, leaving him in his boxers. He moved his face from my breasts, keeping one hand there to play with my nipples, moving down to my waistband. He tugged it down with his teeth, and then the waistband of my panties.
I was glad I wore the cute-lacy ones. Not that I expected this in the least, but a girl can dream.
He licked the outside of my pussy lightly, making me shiver and leaving a small wet spot. He then moved back up to kiss my lips again, letting his hand roam back down to the mound he had just unveiled. His middle finger slithered between my legs. He began swirling it in my wet sex, teasing me. I panted in between kisses. My nipples stood on guard; clearly affected by this titillating teasing. He let his thumb of his other hand touch them ever so lightly. I could hear myself whimpering now, begging without words.
"Beg." It was the first word he had said in a while. And so I did.
"P-please," I could barely speak, my stomach was flipping, "please."
I paused.
"...Daddy." His eyes widened. One simple word put him over the edge. I gasped as he slid the finger into my wet hole, wasting no time building up speed. My breath came in puffs as he began giving me more hickeys, fingering me quickly. I began to moan and whine, to which he responded by quickening his pace even more. I whimpered with each pump. Suddenly, I was on the edge.
"Shit, I'm gonna come, Shota, I'm coming!" I yelled loudly, praying nobody was in the halls this late. And so I did. I came right into his hand. I came back down slowly, the arch in my back turning into a slouch as I slumped back against the wall. He looked me in the eye, grinning as he licked my juices off of his fingers. My stomach flipped. He stuck his fingers in my mouth after, and I sucked graciously.
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Daddy's Good Little Girl--Aizawa x Reader
FanfictionI 16+ RATING I Aizawa and you do some training... after training. Written for a fem reader. **Edit: Holy shit. We have 4k reads.* **Edit: I can't believe this story has almost 30k reads; I'm glad people are enjoying it!* COVER ART IS NOT MINE I FO...