MHA Oneshots

Aizawa x Fem!Reader 2

Aizawa was sitting at the dining room table in the living room grading papers. His hair was half up giving me a good look at his profile from where I sat across the room, openly gawking at him. The sleeves of his grey shirt were rolled up, exposing strong forearms and ending in long lithe fingers.

He'd been so tired from teaching at UA and being a pro hero this was the first time I'd seen him doing regular adult tasks. I was afraid I'd spook him so I sat quietly and sketched his features. His strong jawline and dark eyes were the only thing that filled my sketch book.

I had to find other things to occupy my time since sex had pretty much left the room after he started teaching. I wasn't upset about it, just a little sexually frustrated but it wasn't anything a few batteries and an Aizawa spank bank didn't fix. So my drawings eventually got very good.

The oven beeped to tell me it was ready and preheated so I set my sketchbook down on the kitchen table and started putting dinner together. Placing my earbuds in my ear I absently danced around the kitchen as I chopped potatoes and marinated steak. The next song started with a slow sensual beat as I placed the potatoes in the oven.

I jumped when I felt a hand on my hip before Aizawa took an earbud out of my ear. "Oh shit, baby, I'm sorry. I didn't bother you did I?"

He'd placed the earbud in his own ear as he still moved my hips with the music, his own movements mirroring my own. His eyes were closed and he was humming along with the tune, so I did the same and continued moving my body. He followed every roll and swivel of my hips, glad I'd chosen yoga pants as I could feel him pressed against me.

"You didn't interrupt me, y/n," he said quietly as the song ended, leaning down to brush his lips against my neck. "I just didn't want to let a beautiful woman dance by herself. What are you making, kitty cat?"

It had been awhile since I'd heard him call me that and it went straight to my core. His voice always had a way of stroking my deep secret places. It was like melted chocolate or a warm cozy fireplace during a cold snowy night. I rubbed the gooseflesh on my arm.

"You finished grading all your papers?" I replied, my mouth suddenly very dry. "I think I'll do some grilled steak once the potatoes are close to being done. I had a taste for meat today."

"I can help with that craving, kitty cat." He said in between each kiss he placed on my neck, grinding into me with the rhythm of the next song that was coming through the earbuds. "I've been neglecting my kitty cat for too long and it's time to rectify that. You've been so patient with me even though we both know I don't deserve your time and attention."

"Mmm you do deserve me so stop being silly," I commented softly. My eyelids fluttered closed when his warm breath ghosted across my skin and I reached my hand up to grab his hair. His fingers tightened on my hips as I grinded against his hard body. "You also haven't been neglecting me, Zawa. Why would you think that?"

His strong forearm snaked around my waist, pulling me closer. Following the beat of the song with his hips flush against mine was really clouding my mind. He'd always had that effect on me but it had been a few months so it somehow seemed more potent. I could feel the heat rolling off his body and warm my skin, my nipples hardening against the thin f/c tank top. I almost didn't notice as he turned off the oven and stove, a tingle shot through me at the implications.

"I found your toy in the bedroom. I think it's really sexy." He growled softly before dragging his tongue up the curve of my neck before blowing on it gently. "When did my kitty use that sinful little toy? While I was gone protecting the city? Or maybe while I was at UA you were home with that toy deep inside of you, moaning my name?"

He smelled so good. A heady dark scent like woods and just pure man. It was distracting me and coupled with the heat from his hard body and his growl in my ear if someone asked where I was I don't think I could've answered.