⚠drunk hands⚠

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by Fmtmls

by Fmtmls

Aizawa smut

Aizawa coming home drunk

⚠warning: forced ⚠

Aizawa staggered into his house, his vision blurred and his mind racing. Where's his pet?

"Y/n?" he called out as he threw his stuff in the closet and stumbled into the living area. There she was sound asleep on the couch. So peaceful.

Aizawa smiled as his pet's perfect figure laid there sprawled out in front of him. A low buzz from the television as a quiet show played. Or was it his head buzzing? He couldn't tell. All Aizawa knew was the bulge forming in his pants making it tight and uncomfortable. He needed to take them off.

Aizawa practically ripped his jeans off his body as he laid himself onto his sleeping pet's chest. Breathing in her smell as he felt himself grow. God why was she so perfect. He couldn't help himself. He just had to have her. Wanted to feel her, to taste her. He couldn't wait. He just had to have her now.

"Aizawa? Is that you?" Aizawa was taken aback by the sweetness in his pet's voice. She usually hates when he's near her. He couldn't pass this up now.

"Don't worry kitten," he cooed as he pushed a hand up her shirt. Her skin was so soft, and her chest fit perfectly into his hands. She was made for him. "I'll take good care of you."

"You're drunk. This isn't you," her pleasantly reached deaf ears as Aizawa's hands fiddled with her breasts and his mouth attacked her neck.

"Shhh" he purred "just let me make you mine."

y/ns breath hitched and Aizawa smiled against her skin and bit down on her sweet spot. Small moans escaping y/ns lungs.

Aizawa's hands left her chest and traveled down her body reaching the rim of y/ns shorts. "Aizawa stop." y/n called out pushing him away, but it was no use. Aizawa had made up his mind.

Just as his hand slipped into y/ns shorts she used all her strength to push off the drunk man holding her down. "What the?" Aizawa landed on the floor with a thud and looked up at a flustered y/n. Her clothes wrinkled as she fixed them.

"Go to bed. NOW." she commanded. Aizawa opened his mouth to protest but stopped himself with a smirk.

"Alright kitten" he shrugged as he stood up, gently wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her forehead. "See you in the morning~"

"Uh, my head!" Aizawa rubbed his temples as he slowly sat up. He winced at the loud squeak of the door opening and looked puzzled as his kitten walked in with a tray of food and water.

"You need to eat. You had a rough night." y/n set the try on the bed next to Aizawa before quickly scurrying off and closing the door behind her.

Aizawa chuckled as the memories from the night before flooded his mind.

"Someone's finally warming up to me."

requested by @shapeofmydream

(491 words)