𝓑𝓲𝓷𝓭 S. Aizawa

Chapter 99 | Dead Asleep

The students fully left and I turned around to see Aizawa still dozed off. I sighed in disappointment, though, for I don't know what.

I walked over to the desk and around it. I want to bang on the table or make some type of loud sound to wake him up but then he would just break my neck. I'm not in the mood to fist fight him this second and maybe I am a little tired.

I stared at him for a bit, gazing upon his silk waved black hair. It was still in his face. He's slunked down in his seat as I went to reach for my things. I bent down gathering my phone and whatever else I brought. Turning around I gave him one last glance and headed towards the door.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going?" Then the door slammed in my face.

That scared the shit out of me.

I faced the closed door as I slightly looked up to the right a bit to see an outstretched arm on the door. His hand was pressing to the door causing the muscles in his arm to be slightly flexed.

"My apartment, you were dead asleep." I muttered, in hesitant anger.

His free arm snaked around my front and around my stomach, then grabbed onto the opposite side's hip and hugged me to him only a little before spinning me around fast. He gripped onto my hip and pushed me until my back met the door rather rough.

Am I having seconds thoughts?

"Aren't you tired?" I asked either with nervousness or excitement.

"I'm always tired." He replied staring into my eyes, amusement plain on his face.

No second thoughts, definitely not. Although, what are we even about to do anyway? We aren't doing anything to intimate, obviously. We are literally in our classroom.

"Are you angry with me or something?" I asked gazing up at him with my hands laid flat on the door behind me. "Am I in trouble?"

I almost laugh at the word trouble, as I try to mock him to cover up how nervous I am.

"Do you want to be?" He asked.

I wasn't ready for that.

"No?" I answered.

"Too bad." He clicked his tongue.

He dove in closer and I held my breath, keeping my eyes on his lips.

"Why am I in here?" I asked.

"You ignored me." He said.

"So?"

"Don't ignore me. Ever."

I could feel his breath on my face and it made me close my eyes for a split second.

"What happens if I do?" I pressed.

I cannot believe I just asked that, since when am I THAT bold?

"What happens?" A corner of his mouth lifted only slightly as his fingers slowly started to go up.

His fingers were just a smidge cold and it made me jump a little when they met the bare skin under my shirt. His finger traced back and forth just above the hip he had just held.

If this happens then I better ignore him a lot more.

Then all of a sudden I felt a pinch that made me jolt.

"Pain."

I closed my eyes as his fingers switched to let his nails trail instead. The nails dug a little deep and I hissed.

"Pain?" I asked, maybe still a little nervous but definitely turned on.

My eyes were still closed but I could feel him lean in.

"I won't give you what you can't handle." He whispered, so close to my ear it made me physically shiver. "Maybe."

I couldn't hear it but I felt it, he chuckled at my instant response.

"How do you know what I can handle?" I asked, opening my eyes again.

He turned to the left a little, and he was so close I could hear his steady heartbeat. I couldn't turn my head in fear we would meet eye to eye and our lips would be too close.

He dove down and bit my collar bone in an instant. I yelped out in pain.

He lifted from my collar bone, "If you couldn't handle it you wouldn't have come running back." I blew out air from between my teeth.

"Running back?" I asked.

"You wanted to stay after class."

Fuck.

"No I didn't, I was leaving." I answered.

"I never fell asleep." He said.

Never fell asleep? Does that mean he saw me stare at him, glance at him every second? Shit, no getting out of that.

"What you can handle, what you're thinking, what you want." He breathed onto my collar bone. "I know it all."

"You don't know anything." I panted out.

I squeezed my mouth shut because the panting was an obvious sign.

"I know you want me everywhere, anywhere, on you." He responded, turning his head to the left to be face to face with my bare neck.

My face instantly grew red and heat bled into every part of my body.

"That isn't true." I bit out.

"It's not?" He started to get just a little higher on the side of my body with his finger tips.