𝓑𝓲𝓷𝓭 S. Aizawa

Chapter 55 | Cloth

  I tried to hold on a gasp with every part of me as I could feel the warmth of his chest hit mine. I can't do this right now, but I also can't pull away, code red. My first instinct was to put my hands on his chest to right myself but I didn't want to test God right now.

He lowered himself down just a bit, leveling with my face, I closed my mouth and tried to calmly breathe through my nose. Wasn't working, I opened my mouth again and gave out ragged small breaths. He gave a smirk and reached his hand out behind me, then all of a sudden he stepped back. He had grabbed a towel and slung it around his shoulders. Then he turned around and slowly started walking back, the towel hanging on his neck.

"Go change." He said with a cold voice.

What the hell just happened? What I wanted not to happen ever again just happened, I just fucked myself. He teased me. I knew he was asking me to change because I was literally soaking but I decided to be annoying, time to bombard him with questions and see what he really thinks.

"Am I really that fucking repulsive, you dick." It was half a question and half a statement, well the dick part.

"What." He stopped walking.

I boiled, swallowing a little lump in my throat. "Am I so disgusting that it upsets you."

I said these all in the coldest voice I could, to make myself sound angry, which I was.

He didn't answer for a bit but then he tilted his head so I could watch his mouth.

"Yes." He had a stern, solid voice. "Go, fucking change you damn brat."

What the hell? What a piece of shit, I mean I kind of expected him to say yes. Seeing as he already is annoyed enough and even he knows I'm just being annoying on purpose. I'm a damn brat? What? Well, why did I even egg the conversation on anyway? I'm an idiot but whatever, this is fun, I'm giving him a little taste of his own medicine, aggravating him.

"No. Fuck you, you go change, you disgust me." I spat out, crossing my arms.

Why do I do this to myself? Im not making this any better for myself as a teacher, dumbass.

I was about to laugh at him until he spun around and started walking back. I'm freaking out, I shouldn't have said that. Now I'm the douchebag. He got closer and closer and I started backing up more and more. Hold on. He didn't stop, he kept walking forward until the back of my knees hit the bench, making me drop onto it. I gave a little gasp as he stopped right in front of me. One of his legs were between both of mine and it was pressed against the bench. My hands were palms down on the bench, behind my back. Shit. He glared down at me with a sickening scowl on his face, it made my stomach drop. My chest started heaving and I watched his gaze flick to my breasts for a millisecond, it almost made me want to tease him some more. I stared up at him in shock as he dropped down to a squat. I gazed down at him as he was between my legs.

Holy shit, what is going on? Nothing, nothing, just like every other time. Don't expect anything.

He looked up at me to meet my eyes and he turned his head slightly to where my thigh was. I watched in complete stupefaction. A smile grew on his face as he got closer to my thigh, he stopped not even an inch away. I didn't know how to react to that, what was even going on? He opened his mouth and my face went pale. What is he doing? Hold up. I could feel his breath on my thigh and it sent shivers, alerting every fucking part of my body. I could see the goosebumps adorning my thigh, begging for something to make them warm again. I watched as he leaned in a bit. I started to breathe a little faster, all I could do was watch. He then bit down on air, making a small click noise with his teeth. He chuckled and I could feel that with everything I had. Backing up and looking back up at me he didn't lose his gaze.

Wait, he just fucking teased me, again. Shit, why am I letting this happen, I can't, what?

I watched as he lifted both his forearms up and rested his hands on both my thighs. I bit my lip nervously and his gaze darted to it. Aizawa's never touched me like this before, if he doesn't stop I might just come right here.

Holy shit this isn't right, fuck. I need to get rid of these unholy thoughts, they are consuming me, but it's his fault, he's doing it to me for this very purpose.

He softly and slowly caressed up and down both of them. This was sending waves everywhere, why am I feeling this way, I'm going wild. He kept going up and down and I couldnt react, couldn't speak. I was frozen.

He had soft calluses I could just barely feel because he wasn't pressing down hard enough. Now this is the worst sexual frustration I've ever had with this man. I tried to not whip my head back in pleasure, this felt like a feathered tickle, but good.

His eyes were beautiful, they were slender and a dark color. They looked so tired in a way but it was so attractive, just looking into his eyes made me ache. He had bags under his eyes adding to the whole attractive rant. Why was he looking at me like that, it's driving me crazy. His eyes looked seductive, I don't know how to explain it but they were way too hot. It's literally just his eyes, shut up.

This feels way too good and it's only my thighs, what is this man fucking doing to me? Lord give me some fucking strength.

I watched as his eyes started to trail down from my chest to my skirt. Shit. He smiled and started to get closer to my skirt then met my eyes again. He kept his hands on my thighs and stopped caressing them. His hands were only sitting on my thighs lightly, but if he gripped them I'd probably maybe accidentally just wrap my legs around his head on instinct.

It was a tight waisted skirt but it was kinda short and I noticed that it was pulled up a little bit. Nothing I could do about that, I panicked. I couldn't even move. He had frozen me in place with anticipation. Shit, I forgot I'm not wearing shorts underneath. Code red, again. Thank fuck he hasn't broken eye contact once, he hasn't even seen my pathetic piece of fabric that is supposedly my panties.

His hands moved up a little more on my thighs and he made sure I didn't break eye contact. I watched as he slowly opened his mouth and I gave a silent hiss with my teeth, breathing out.

"I." He parted his mouth a bit more. "Disgust you?" My gaze stayed on his mouth and he stuck out his tongue. Holy fuck.