𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑗𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝐷𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒

Original Lust

*WARNING! HEAVY SEXUAL SCENE/HEAVY SMUT AHEAD! YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!*

"I'm good. Thanks for inviting me." Aizawa stepped aside as you walked into his apartment. You were in the living room, seeing a black couch and a 70 inch tv on the wall, two bookshelves next to the door, a coffe table with mahogany coasters and two glasses of champagne on those coasters. He had a large black and white rug on the floor, and black curtains. Not to mention black walls with the white barrier at the bottom.

"You're welcome. I just got mad about the case and out of anger, ruined my chance for some one-on-one time with you Y/N." Aizawa grabbed your bag from you and set it down.

"For you". Aizawa gestured for you to sit down on the couch, and he handed you one of the glasses with champagne. You took a sip, tipping the glass to thank Aizawa.

"So, how did those exams go?" Aizawa asked.

"Mm, I had to manipulate two people, instead of the one. Mandalay and my professor's nephew. I got through Mandalay, and my professor's nephew, all he needed was some encouragement." You took more sips of your champagne as Aizawa sipped his.

"Mandalay huh? I didn't want to say this until tomorrow, but the kids are going to be doing a summer camp after the term ends. It'll be more training, but at least they won't just waste their summer away at home. And the Wild, Wild, Pussycats will be there. So don't tell them that you trained with them. Or the fact that they will have a summer camp." Aizawa said.

"I won't." You said. Aizawa was wearing a black shirt and black jeans, as per usual. His hair was down, and his eyes were baggy, as usual.

"Then I won't see them again. Unless I become a teacher." You said.

"Become a teacher. Please. I would love to work with you at UA. You have a mind like no one else, the way you can problem solve is genius. Plus-" Aizawa paused to take a sip of his champagne. "Your quirk will get teenagers to behave. And Mineta." You chuckled as Aizawa sat his glass down.

"Yeah, manipulating Mineta will probably never work. You know how he is." Aizawa chuckled and shook his head.

"Yeah I know how he is. But I wish he didn't act like that." Aizawa said.

"Yeahhh, but you can't teach an old dog new tricks." Aizawa shook his head in agreement and laid his head back on his couch. You looked his body up and down, and got an idea.

"Heh, since you gave me that five-star treatment the other weekend, I could give you the same?" You smirked as Aizawa lifted his head up to look at you, smiling at you softly.

"I suppose you could. Just be gentle." Aizawa said. You slipped off the couch and got in between Aizawa's legs, and he opened them up for you.

You cleared your throat and unbuckled his belt, seeing his bulge already forming. You heard sighing from Aizawa, who looked down at you, forming a smirk. You went to pull down Aizawa's underwear, but then he grabbed your wrist, stopping you.

"I don't feel comfortable doing this on my couch. Let's go to my bedroom." Aizawa said. You got up, and Aizawa zipped his pants back up. You went down the hallway, and Aizawa opened a door on the left. It was his bedroom, with burgundy curtains and black silk sheets. It was bare, but had all the minimum necessities for a bedroom.

Aizawa sat on his bed, rubbing his hands through his hair. "Come here." Aizawa motioned you to go to him with his finger, smiling even bigger now. He had his belt in his hand, licking his lips. He pointed for you to get down on your knees, and you did as told.