𝓑𝓲𝓷𝓭 S. Aizawa

Chapter 36 | Types Of Kinks

   I need to come clean about some of my kinks, they are pinching at me 24/7, I choose to ignore them because I don't want to face them. In a way I see them as demons, to a certain extent they are. I have a lot of kinks, honestly. It's almost embarrassing, not the kinks really, just the amount. I can feel them scratching at me and almost showing at the past encounters me and Aizawa have had. It's so hard to keep them in but I have to. Let's start with the most annoying one, degration. Yes, I have a degration kink, it's like barking almost whenever he calls me brat, or he talks down to me. When he didn't accept my apology in the hallway by our apartments I was basically foaming at the mouth. Humiliation, Voyeurism, Impact play, Maschochists, gagging, etc, you know, the works. I've obviously picked this up from porn because all the men I've slept with are boring. Like really boring, they barely even say anything, or anything with meaning that strikes something in me.

I'm not saying I'm attracted to Aizawa. I'm saying that there's certain things he has done in the few days I've met him, that make me go feral. I bet any other man could bring out the kinks in me but, it's never happened before. This is a first for me and I've been panicking since his first occurrence. I've never experienced feeling this way before, and frankly I don't have the slightest on how to react. I try my best to keep it cool but with everything that's happens I haven't even fought back, I even apologized. I need to get a hold of myself, get it under control, before it fucking consumes me. I'll hate myself if I let it get any worse.

"Why." I said putting my hands on my face and dragging them down. I stared at the ceiling, and sighed.

I had everything I could ever want but I was left wanting more, but more of what? I don't know, but hopefully I'll find out along the way.

I heard a door open and I jumped awake, well metaphorically. I wiped at my face and turned around. Aizawa was in some loose clothes, they were simple. That's fine, but I turned around and groaned.

"I'm bored." I said.

"Cool." Aizawa said in an even tone and walked to the kitchen.

I wanted to scream in his face, why was he so annoying? I literally can't walk, can't he give me a break?

"I'm bored." I said again, hoping for a different response but there was silence. Just the sound of shuffling around the kitchen.

"I said, I'm bored." I said raising my voice a little.

"I heard you the first time, I don't care." He let out in a cold voice. "Watch the kids channel."

Calm yourself, just be nice and get through this. Your legs will be back and fine by Monday, I can do this.

"Don't want to, you got anything else to do?" I asked, trying to keep my cool, best I could.

"I got a punching bag and katanas but- oh, you can't walk." He said in a devious tone.

That's it, you can be calm later.

"Okay, asshole, how about you watch the fucking kids channel? You try being bored with non-working legs, it's not fun. It's only been a couple hours and I'm bored as hell, I'll ask one more time. What do you have to do?" I had turned around, I could feel my temple upturned, my face was red with anger.

He looked up at me and rolled his eyes, he turned his gaze back to cutting fruit. "We can watch a movie or something, sorry I don't have kiddie toys to entertain you." He grinned and popped a piece of fruit in his maw, my mouth watered.

"Whatever." I gave a plain response because I was focusing on him and the food.

He chewed the fruit and cut some more, his jawline moved smoothly as he chomped down. My mouth was watering for even a pinch of that fruit, I hadn't realized how hungry I was. I watched as he lifted the cutting board at an angle and scooped the fruit in a bowl. He cleaned the knife and set it aside, walking over to the couch where I was.

"What movie?" He asked landing straight on the couch, he was all the way on the other side.

Was I really that annoying? Do I smell bad or something, I swear I just showered.

"Don't know, what movie do you think we should watch? It was your idea." I told him looking straight ahead.

He grabbed the remote and clicked the tv on, he turned his head to me,

"How do you feel about Rob Zombie?"