Aizawa Oneshots and More

Hotel Rooms PT3 (NSFW)

Another highly requested chapter, Hotel Rooms part 3 has dropped! 

Requests are open :3 I hope you all enjoy this one!

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And that makes this burning kiss all the better.

You capture Aizawa's lips in a searing kiss, your tongue probing as it demands entry. His lips part open and you promptly slide your tongue inside, the wet muscle finding his and beginning to dance and tango. Aizawa's hands tighten around your waist before sliding to your hips, bringing you closer to him.

You hover over him, your hips firmly grinding into his, feeling his growing hardness through his pants. He groans faintly, the friction of your clothed pussy rubbing against his erection sending jolts of electricity through him. You hear him whimper against your lips, his hips arching to press into yours.

Pulling away from the kiss for a moment, you look down at him, your breaths ragged and heavy. "Did I just hear you whimper?"

"No..." he lies, a blush coming to his face as he bashfully looks away, only confirming your accusation. You can feel his body heat increasing, his cock throbbing in his pants.

You chuckle softly and buck your hips against his, earning a gasp from Aizawa. "Someone's excited." You tease, a smirk playing on your lips, revealing one side of your fangs. His eyes glance downwards to your tooth that peeks out from your lips, his blush only increasing further.

He opens his mouth to speak but no words come out, simply because you buck your hips against his again, earning yourself a soft groan from his throat. You chuckle again, your red eyes gleaming dangerously. Your smirk turns into a full-blown grin as he, almost shyly, reaches up and tugs the collar of his shirt to the side, revealing his neck.

Your pupils constrict in hunger, and Aizawa only smirks, seeing the effect he has on you. You lean down, your breath ghosting over his supple skin. "Can I?"

You hear him swallow thickly, a shaky breath escaping his lips. "Go ahead."

You take his consent under your wing and open your mouth, your fangs grazing his skin. You feel his body tense, his breath hitch. You think it over; should you make it quick? Or slow?

You opt for the former and suddenly sink your fangs into his neck, piercing the skin and muscle with ease. Aizawa gasps and winces, his face contorting into a grimace. His hands fly to your back, one sliding up the back of your neck and gripping your hair tightly.

"I thought you would be gentle!" He cries, but he doesn't push you away. Instead, he pulls you closer, urging your fangs deeper in some sort of sick pleasure. Your fangs sink deeper, earning another hiss from him. Blood begins to seep from the puncture holes, blood that you promptly begin to suck and drink from.

Your eyes roll to the back of your head before fluttering shut. The taste of him is absolutely exquisite, intoxicating even. Your ears perk slightly at the sound of his groan, which only serves to spur you on. You suck greedily, filling your mouth with his blood.

This isn't the first time you've drank, but it has been quite a while since your last little endeavour, and it feels like you are flying high. It's invigorating, you can feel the power surging through your body. Your senses sharpen – ears picking up on the faintest sounds of his blood rushing through his veins, your nose picking up on the subtlest of smells, your body feeling every point of contact with him, your taste buds tasting the richness of his blood and, when you open your eyes, every little movement catches your attention.

You feel his body shiver as your fangs slowly leave his muscle, another hiss escaping his lips. You pull back slowly, your mouth dripping with a droplet of his red essence. Licking your lips, you sigh in bliss and open your eyes fully, which are practically glowing, to look at him.