The Hidden Stash

S. Aizawa | Mine 2

Contains: Switch!Reader, bondage, rough sex, degrading, sensei kink, teacher x student, age gap

M/n means middle name
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It's been a few weeks since your first sexual encounter with Shouta and ever since then the two of you have been texting and meeting each other nearly everyday after school. And although you've hidden your real identity quite well, there were a few instances where you'd cut it a bit too close with your quirk limitations.

You see after a good 3 hours of using your quirk, you're body will start slowly start shaping back to your normal self. So with Shouta slowly growing attached to you, he's been asking you to stay longer.

"Come on, M/n. Why won't you stay?" Shouta stands in front of you with his usual frown as you turn him down once more. "I see the way you look at me, you want this just as much as I do." His voice is stern but coated with sadness and insecurity.

Your heart races and you curse yourself for giving him your number that first night. You knew it was risky and you knew it was wrong, and now you have to either tell him the truth or make up some excuse - but excuses are getting low and Shouta's getting suspicious. "This is only sex, nothing more." You say with a wavering expression, not looking him in the eyes as you lie through your teeth.

In fact, this is way more than sex to you. It's love. A love so deep that you manipulated him into thinking you were someone else, just so that you could be loved. Oh how royally you screwed up.

"Bullshit! I know you feel something, you're just too afraid to admit it. All the signs are there. Come on, just give in already!" Shouta reaches out a hand, cupping your cheek. "I know you feel it just like I do, the way we look at each other, how we make each other feel. Don't you want more?" He says and walks closer towards you with each word. He's only a couple inches taller than you, but with his harsh tone and heartbroken face, his presence is almost suffocating.

Your eyes snap up to Shouta's. His eyes hold a longingness for you that you never thought was possible. "What?" You ask almost breathlessly.

"I see it in your eyes. You want this just as much as me but for some reason you just.. you hold yourself back. Why?" Shouta leans closer to you, holding your waist as he looks at you with fondness, "What am I doing wrong?"

You try to hold yourself together but he's right, you wants him so bad - more than sex. But you can't. This needs to stop, you shouldn't see him anymore. It's already gone to far - any further and you may get found out. "You're not doing anything wrong. It's just... I can't..." You mutter, unable to keep your voice steady.

Your answer is not one he enjoys hearing. "Can't what?" Shouta whispers, he sounds almost vulnerable - begging in a way. He shortens the gap between you both and stops short before your lips meet. "You can't be with me? Why?" He asks almost desperately. Shouta moves his hands to your hips, his touch is gentle yet firm. He runs his thumbs against your skin and looks at you with such longing it's almost unbearable.

You bite your lip and look away from him, widening the gap between the two of your faces. "I can't... I can't keep doing this... We need this to end." You mutter, your voice wavering. Truly you don't want this to end, but you can't keep lying to him like this. "We were doomed to fail from the very beginning. I'm sorry I led you on."

Shouta scoffs and shakes his head, "No, I won't accept that." Shouta looks back down you, his grip on your hips wavering. "There's an problem here, you're afraid of something and I need to know what it is." Shouta looks you in the eyes with such conviction, not taking 'no' for an answer. "Please, tell me what's wrong."