𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐑 | 𝐬. 𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 [completed]

54. 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐞

One million for why???

A i z a w a

a/n: And yes.... Smut. Included

by midnight your parents and most of the group had left, leaving only a select drunken few.

funnily enough ichika and yua began socializing with your new set of friends as if they were cousins reuniting.

Ichika and Malcolm in particular seemed to mesh better than the entire group. The synergy was instant since they both found pleasure in treating you with tough love. Sharing stories from the past and present of stupid things you had done and how it was hilarious only to have yua and lee jump to your rescue.

And there was reed who couldn't quite pick if he was defending you or throwing you under the bus...since he did both.

all in a circle with limbs thrown across each other; you laid across ichika's and Yua's lap and drunken laughs filling the air.

So youthful and cheerful.

aizawa, for one, wondered if they'd ever leave.

He took lazy sips from his beer can as he leant against the wall in watching. Half fatigued, Half aroused; he eyed how well the small of your back met the grooves of ichika's knees. The more he thought of your back he thought of your waist, watching curiously how the your skin would peek out from under the top whenever you moved around.

The swells of your thighs that tempted the cuffs of your jeans shorts. The swells of your skin that spilled through the rips of the jeans. Then back to the top that, though lose, made taut lines between your rounded breasts that rose and fell with each lazy breath. The V neckline that tugged down and exposed your cleavage when the rest of material got caught under your body.

Your frail neck that he could feel just by looking at it.

unconsciously a low rumble of a groan left him as he fought against the urge to steal you for himself.

as if reading his mind, you excused yourself by taking up some of the glasses and cans then waltzed to the kitchen.

"You're horrible" you muttered under your breath in embarrassment as you passed him.

at this, he quirked a brow.

"huh? Is it that you hear my thoughts?"

you didn't meet his eyes for the whole walk. even when you stood beside him. that's how he knew you were aware of his thoughts.

the way you purposely avoided his gaze. even as you stood by the sink. The way you tensed as he stood dangerously close behind you.

it sent electricity over your body.

aizawa stood behind you with one hand looping under yours to hold the counter and the other to snake around your waist.

and then with his stubbled jaw he nestled his face into your shoulder, lips warming your ears without making contact.

you felt like you had entered a viper's pit.

like you had been completely tangled with no escape and as if you couldn't breath.

coming into the kitchen was a set up.

But you knew.

"Im horrible? how much longer did you want me to wait?" he said lowly then leant his body weight into you as he pressed small yet thoroughly effective kisses to the side of your face.

your skin immediately warmed, especially as he snuck the arm that snakes around you under your shirt and pressed his palm flat to your stomach.

behind you could feel him erect and pressed against you. Throbbing. It almost synced with your heartbeat that resonated everywhere.