MHA/BNHA Stories.

Honesty.

Not my art, the artist has signed it, credit where credit is do.

It's the way that he teases you. The way he makes your body and mind forget everything with sweet touches. From kissing that spot that drives you wild to losing himself in between those luscious thighs. Or swirling his pink muscle around and against your hardening nipples.

All of it is done with expert care, skill, and love. When the ravenet drills into your core, connecting with you, that's when you're most honest. Aizawa loves that about you, this honest side. He desires to see it more often, and that's why he'll never keep his hands to himself. It's enough to nearly make you forget that this man isn't a savior.

That he isn't your boyfriend, fiance, husband or even a love interest. No, Shouta, which you refuse to call him, is the person that stopped you from going down the wrong path. Stopped you from seeing and upsetting your friends, family, and true lover. If anyone were to ask the pro, he'd say that he saved Y/n L/n, that you were close to becoming a villain.

That it's his job to keep you and everyone else safe. That's why you have to stay with him, in his care, no one else's. Seeing anyone other than him is harmful for you and them. People are so naive, believing whatever the pro says. Then again, so are you, it is why you're on top of him, riding him.

Taking as much as you can handle, being honest, even if your words are full of hate and spite. The way you bounce, hips rolling, head tilted back, arching so sexily. Honesty pours and drizzles from your body, and it energizes him like coffee.

"I love you, y/n." Aizawa tells you this every day, every chance the inky eyed male gets. You refuse to say it back, "I hate, ahh, you." The denial is real and strong but Eraserhead knows the truth, you'll say it one day. Until then he just has to keep you honest.

336 words.

Aizawa: *Gives in to his curiosity, reads what she was writing.* "Kitty..."

Ziakitty: "Yes?" *Wanders in from her personal snack closet.*

Aizawa: "What's this, kitten?"

Ziakitty: "What's wh-" *Full stops as her gaze lands on the computer screen.*

Aizawa: *Gets up and walks over to her.* "Care to explain?"

Ziakitty: "You weren't supposed to see that..."

Aizawa: "But I did, and you know, I think you should be..."

Ziakitty: "Nooo..." *Starts heading for the door.*

Aizawa: *Wraps her up in his binding cloth and pulls her closely. Whispers in her ear.* "More honest."