My Hero Academia: Aspirations

Chapter 55

Aspirations
Chapter 55

Aizawa looked at his students as they copied down all of the important dates he'd written on the board. Midoriya was writing more notes than necessary as did Yaoyorozu. The difference was that while she looked serious, Midoriya looked frantic. As his gaze moved over the students, Aizawa was tempted to close his eyes and nap. He resisted the urge. Not that seeing him nap would be a new thing for his students but because he had a feeling his unconscious mind wouldn't play nicely. He could still remember how pliant and soft your skin felt on his, how warm you'd been and how good it had all felt. He didn't need to relive it through his dreams while there were a bunch of kids around.

Aizawa sat down at his desk and lowered his chin to the hardwood. Fuck what he wouldn't give to have you back in the room instead of the other aide. It wasn't that they were bad at their job; he was actually pleased with the insights they gave. It was just that Aizawa really wanted to send his students out, sit you on his desk, and take care of the problem rising between his legs once more. God—when you'd taken him in your hands...

Aizawa clenched his teeth together tightly as he tried to avoid reaching down to replicate the sensation. What the hell was wrong with him?!

Trying to take his mind off of the tender way you'd tried to relieve him of his lusts (not that it was working), he continued to look at the students. He had started to distract himself from the situation before he saw Todoroki looking out of the classroom's interior window. He followed the boy's attention only to mentally swear.

You had started down the hall.

Aizawa found himself starting to stand up before he reigned that in. No. No. He was more than his biological drives. He could—

Wait.

His gaze turned back to Todoroki when he realized that the student had been following your every step as well. He clenched his fists under the desk as he put his head down on his desk completely.

"Professor Aizawa?"

He didn't care which student had spoke up. He was just trying to avoid threatening one of them. The one that had their eyes all over you whenever you were in the room. The one that kept trying to make you more comfortable whenever you were near. The one that had given you a gift...the one that he had an overwhelming urge to string up and let rot.

Seriously, what was wrong?! Aizawa had a breathtaking moment where he realized he both wanted to beat one of his students and ran himself inside of you all at once. It wasn't a state he particularly liked.

"Professor Aizawa?"

"What?" He snapped.

"Are you okay?"

"It's none of your concern," he said as he gnashed his teeth.

As he realized how aggressive that sounded, Aizawa put his face back into his desk. He reached inside and dialed a lesser used number. He knew that Toshinori didn't have a class right now. He could take over the lesson. Aizawa knew he was in no fit state to teach. Aroused and murderous didn't seem to be an appropriate state around students.

The moment All Might appeared, Aizawa was out of the classroom.

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You looked at the information in front of you. Though you were educated well enough the information in front of you was challenging your ability to understand. And it was winning. From what you could understand the substance that you'd pulled out of Aizawa had more testosterone than a raging bull as well as vitamins and omega acids. There were other compounds you didn't know. As well as some that you were sure no one knew of, considering your aunt couldn't find a name for them. And some, based on delayed microscopic evidence, had apparently started to turn into estrogen. Chemicals that were turning into hormones...it was mind boggling.