Aizawa x reader Smut

Chapter 21

Aizawa paced from the hotel door down the hallway and back to the door, repeating his steps as he spoke to Mic who was surprisingly not as busy as he expected him to be.

Mic had returned back to the city with Midnight and other heroes after capturing the Red Snakes. Instead keeping the Snakes held over night, Mic and Midnight and other heroes took them to Tartarus.

"Shota you're sounding stranger than usual buddy."

Aizawa sighed with frustration his hand dragged down his face. "Yeah I know, I know..."

Mic was silent on the other end of the phone. He had his finger in one ear to better listen to his friend half ass explain his mistake.

"Shota..is the girl okay?"

"Currently no, I overworked her quirk and I'm helping her gain back her energy."

Mic chuckled. "Is that the mistake you're talking about? That shouldn't make you feel guilty, you couldn't have known how much her quirk could affect her over time."

"No, no," Aizawa was standing in front of the room. He stared at the numbers before walking down the hall, far from the room. "Mic, dont ever repeat this to anyone not even Midnight."

"Alright, alright, what is it?"

Aizawa leaned on the wall and sighed. He flipped the phone from one ear to the other and tucked his other hand into his pocket. "I...I kissed the girl with meaning.. intentions."

Aizawa couldn't tell his friend that he had finger fucked you until you orgasmed. He couldnt say that when he got out of the tub passing the mirror he saw the scratches on his shoulders you had left and how much it had turned him on even more that Aizawa covered his bulge with a towel and waited till you left the bathroom to jerk off. He could still hear your moans in his ear as he was jerking off, your little whimpers and hot breath on his neck. When he looked at his shoulders at the scratch marks, he finally came masking his moan with the towel so that you could not hear.

It wasn't embarrassing whatsoever but rather he might blurt it out for everyone to hear and Aizawa didn't know who was around him. Already he was regretting saying anything to Mic. But what more is he hated the regret of fingering, he enjoyed it more than he had expected and he was upset with himself that he was willing to ruin this just because he believe he didn't deserve it.

"Kissed her? Really? You?" Mics voice rose and Aizawa shushed him loudly.

"You can't keep anything quiet!" Aizawa huffed and rolled his eyes, turning his back on the hallway. His hand on his hip.

"I- I didn't say anything!"

"You mentioned kiss!"

Mic chuckled. "Listen, did you really regret kissing her or are you just afraid?"

The question really hit Aizawa deep in the chest almost like a arrow through his heart. "Mic, I don't know how to respond to that."

"Dont," Mic sighed on the phone call, switching ears. "You don't need a explanation about anything if it feels right. And it feels right, right?"

Aizawa grumbled. "You dont think this is wrong?"

"Nah, none at all." Mic laughed. "I'm actually happy you're breaking your shell."

"Mhmm, I don't know about that.."

"Well, it seems like it to me. Listen, Shota don't question everything if it feels right. I need to get going, walking the Red Snakes. Tomorrow morning I'll let you know about transporting her and you back home to the city."

"Alright, see ya later."

Aizawa hung up and tuck the phone away. He walked back to the room practically dragging his feet as he was overthinking everything, doing the opposite of what Present Mic had told him. He took a deep breath and barged into the room.

You were nibbling on a piece of cheese and meat with you feet tucked under, while watching some cartoon on the TV. Aizawa smirked under his scarf and took a seat beside you on the bed.

"You ate most of the dish."

"Sorry," You grumbled eating the last piece of cheese in your hand. "I guess I was hungry."

"Don't be, your color is coming back."

Aizawa picked at whatever meat and cheese was left on the dish. Eating while watching the same cartoon as you were. He felt comfortable and for once relaxed sitting in a room with you. The feeling was mutual, you smiled while staring at Aizawa.

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After dinner, you limped off of the chair and crawled onto the bed. Your color has returned to your body but your legs felt weak, as well as your arms. Pulling back the sheets was more of a struggle than it should have been and it was slightly embarrassing for you when Aizawa went to the other side of the bed and helped you. Your body collapsed on the bed, face buried in the fluffy pillows and your body sprawled on one side of the bed.

"How are you feeling?"

Aizawa sat down rubbing your back with his hands. He motioned in circles and brushed back your hair. Your eyes squinted when you smiled.

"I'm feeling a bit better."

Sitting up on your elbows you switched around on the bed, moving from your stomach to butt, leaning on your left arm.

"Lay with me?"

Aizawa was caught off guard and his mind rolled back to his conversation with Mic. His stare was blank while he thought about all the consequences for stringing you on. He was making excuses, his frown getting longer as he overthink. You crawled forward pulling on his arm and dragging him into the center of the bed. Aizawa looked up to your eyes and allowed you to move him around on the bed. He leaned up against the bed frame and your curled up on his left, placing his arm over your shoulder.

"You think too much."

"Hmm." Aizawa grumbled and pulled his scarf up.

You smiled hugging his body. He took in a deep breath and hugged you closer to him. Aizawa started to notice that he did think too much about these things and decided to roll with what you do. He was only stressing about the right and wrongs because he never knew these feelings.

Aizawas thumb stroked your warm skin and he smirked, a small smile that was barely visible. Something that could be miss when your blink.