Vlad King was the teacher of Class 1B. But he has been out for the past two weeks. Principal Nezu hired a young 25-year-old to substitute for his class during his absence.
The first week went smoothly. The class and students could be a little rough at times. But nothing that y/n couldn't handle. Mike and Aizawa were having lunch with each other in the teacher's lounge. "Hey, have you met the new substitute for Vlad's class?" Mike asked. Aizawa shook his head.
"I've only seen her once. Her name is y/n. She is a sight for sore eyes. She seems like your type of woman" Mike chuckles. Aizawa leaned back in his chair. Too tired to care for a word that Mike just said. "Here she is now".
"What a smoke show..". He whispered quietly as she walked in. She tried her best to hold her bag, a cup of coffee, books, and notebooks. "Hi, gentlemen!". Aizawa looked up at the beautiful girl who stood in front of them. "Do you guys mind if I sit here for a second? Just to get all my stuff collected together?".
"No problem!" Mike said. She smiled as she sat in the empty chair in front of them. "I'm y/n!". "I'm Mike, and this is Aizawa!". "Lovely to meet you guys. I'm sure you've heard of me. I substitute for Vlad's class".
"Oof. How are they treating you?" Y/n tilted her head slightly to the right and took a deep breath. "Well, they've been somewhat of a handful. But I've been able to manage so far". Mike nodded. "Yeah, tell me about it! Well it's a good thing that Aizawa here is the teacher for 1A! I'm sure he won't mind helping you if ever need it! Right Aizawa?".
Aizawa's eyes were focused on y/n's button-up shirt that revealed her cleavage. "Earth to Aizawa?". "Yes of course!". He said, not even knowing what they were talking about. "Well I better get going now. Don't want to interrupt your guy's lunch break more than I already have!".
"Oh, we don't mind!" Y/n collected her stuff, getting ready to head back to 1B.
The whole time of y/n being in the school, Aizawa couldn't keep his eyes off of her. Sometimes she'd call him down to her class for assistance. Y/n liked being around him. So sometimes she'd just call him down for fun. She didn't want to waste his time, really. But she enjoyed being around him.
Y/n's substituting was coming to an end. She was said to be leaving. Not sad to leave the students. Sad to leave Aizawa and probably never see him again. She can't lie that she has dreamt of him some nights. And wondered what he could do to her... Too bad the "fantasy" was about to end.
Or maybe not... As y/n was packing up her stuff. Getting ready to leave and to fix up Vlad's classroom for his return on Monday. She felt a presence by the doorway. She knew who it could've been. But she pretended like she had no idea that someone was even at the door.
"It really is a shame to see you go so soon". Aizawa's exhausted deep voice crept closer into the classroom. Y/n sighed. "I know. I really wish I had more time here. I really enjoyed it!".
Aizawa nodded as his eyes observed the clean classroom. "Nice job with the class. Vlad can't even manage to keep it this clean". Y/n laughed. Aizawa stepped closer to her. Towering over her shorter figure. Knowing exactly what he was doing. And what he wanted. But did she know what he wanted?
She sure did. Using her quirk, she was able to close the door and lock it. Knowing what was going to happen next. He placed his hand on her cheek as he put his lips on hers. Biting on her bottom lip, asking for entrance. She accepted as he slipped his tongue into her mouth, both of their tongues fighting for dominance.
His hands trailed down her body to her skirt. Which he slowly pulled down along with the rest of her clothes. He picked her up and gently placed her on the teacher's desk. Y/n helped him take his layers of clothing off. Y/n got wetter by the minute. Waiting for this moment since they've laid eyes on each other.
Aizawa stuck a finger inside of her, pumping it in and out as she moaned with pleasure. No noise or words came from him or her. Just the sounds of her sweet moans. He began kissing her neck as he continued pumping his finger in and out of her, slowly picking up the pace. "Please Aizawa". She whispered to him. "I need you".
He held her chin up with his finger. "Don't be so impatient y/n". He massaged her breasts. Y/n couldn't get enough. She wanted it. She was ready for it. Aizawa was just taking a painfully slow time to give it to her.
She tried touching herself to feel the pleasure that he wasn't giving her. But he immediately slapped her hand away from her clit. "Fine, if you want it real bad. You can have it". He said in his deep voice that got deeper by the second. With no hesitation and in the blink of an eye. He was inside of her. Thrusting in and out causing her to be a moaning mess.
He buried his face into her neck, kissing and biting it. Y/n wrapped her hands around his neck and her legs around his waist. Y/n tried to spit out words but she couldn't due to her moans. Aizawa just took her moans as a sign to go faster. Which is exactly what she wanted. With every thrust, he went faster and faster.
She threw her head back as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. She had never felt pleasure like this before. Not from anyone like this. Y/n felt herself about to reach her climax and Aizawa knew. "Cum on me". He whispered. Every word he said, came out as a whisper. She did exactly what he was told. Soon, he came too. Right onto her stomach.
They were both dying for air. Aizawa gave one last kiss to her lips as they got themselves dressed again. He found a notebook in her bag with a pen. He took the both of them out, writing his number into her notebook. He kissed her once again and handed her notebook back to her. "Call me whenever. I hope to see you again soon". That was the last thing he said as exited the classroom.
Y/n looked around at the messy desk. Pens are everywhere on the desk and floor. Even papers. Looks like y/n has another mess to clean. This time, not from the kids.
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Sorry if this is cringe or badly written. I'm not used to writing smut but I'll try my best to get better at it.
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