BNHA/MHA requests

Aizawa x Mitsuki Bakugo

Right after the episode the UA teachers visit families about dorms

Aizawa came back to the Bakugo residence after making his rounds to all his other students' homes and guardians. He loosened his tie and knocked on the door. He looked around and saw one car missing from the drive way. There's usually two. This is going to be a dumb idea if she isn't home... Aizawa only had to wait a few minutes before Mitsuki came to the door. "Oh Mr. Aizawa, may I help you?" She asked politely. Aizawa sort of peeked into her home and looked around. "Is your husband home?" He asked as if he was in a rush. "Uh no, he and Katsuki just went out the find some new dorm furniture. Why..?" She asked. Aizawa rushes in to kiss her, he's taking off his jacket and throwing it to the side in the process. Panicked for a second she lets him in but she pulls away to shout, "what the hell!" Aizawa was already panting and staring at her in lust. He loosened his tie some more until it came off, tossed to the side like the coat. "I found myself insanely attracted to you treating your son like that...putting him back in his place" his husky voice sent shivers down her spine. Mitsuki tried to act like she wasn't getting aroused by this...this man. "W-well sir I have a husband!" She stated and crossed her arms. Aizawa closed the space between them, sliding his hands up her sides, breaking her crossed arms, to grope her boobs and kiss her neck. She sighed in pleasure. "Your husband? He's a fucking pussy I can see it. You haven't been touched by a real man in a while haven't you?~" Aizawa growled in her ear. Mitsuki covered her mouth to muffle a moan. She shook her head and breathed out, "No I haven't...but I...Masaru" she tried to gain some sense of reasoning for herself. "Who said he had to know?" Aizawa asked. "Oh god~" Mitsuki groaned before throwing her arms around Aizawa who picked her up and carried her to her marital bed.

He kissed and bit her neck roughly, with true raw passion. Mitsuki's body instinctively pressing up against Aizawa's. This was her son's teacher! She's married! Yet every single thing this man was doing made her mind blank. Aizawa breathed in her scent. She smelled like perfume~ Aizawa kissed down her collarbone and tore the woman's shirt right off her. He kissed, bit, and sucked on her breasts driving Mitsuki wild. Her husband was barely able to touch her boobs without cumming much less grope her like she needed to be. Like Aizawa was giving her. His hands squeezed her like she needed to be, his lips kissed and sucked on her just right. Until he had to move on making her groan. Aizawa kisses and bites down her stomach. Smooth and soft~ He kisses all the way down to her waistline. He practically rips her pants open and tears down to her ankles. His fingers slipped in between her legs right to the wet spot in her black lacy underwear. Aizawa was surprised she wasn't wearing granny panties or anything. He teased her slowly with his fingers, watching her squirm and her eyes flicker under closed lids. "Masaru!" She accidentally called out. Aizawa wasn't hurt or offended. He smirked slowly.

He got back on the bed, leaning right over her. He leaned down and growled in her ear, "I am not that coward~" he chuckled lowly, "I'm a real man~ a beast fulfilling your desires~ Now tell me what you want?" Mitsuki whined, squirming and grinding her hips to feel his fingers. "I want you to fuck me! Fuck me please" She shouted. Aizawa wanted this woman badly. He always craved her. He took off his own buttonup shirt and threw it to the ground. His pants and underwear came off next. Aizawa climbed on top of her, pinning her hands above her head, and filled her with one stroke. Mitsuki's eyes practically rolled to the back of her head. Not as thick as her husband but Mr Aizawa was definitely longer than Masaru. He was reaching places Mitsuki didn't even know felt like heaven.

Aizawa's thrusts were rough and his growl and groans sounded guttural. He was lust driven and drunk off desire. He wanted so badly to cum inside her and her husband be none the wiser. He was even more turned on thinking about how 'Kacchan' would never fucking know his teacher gave it to his mother good. Every bit of this encounter would fuel Aizawa's ego. Mitsuki's thoughts were just the same. She thought it would be so sexy to be taken by a real man. She wanted to make her weak husband watch what a real man can do to his wife. She wanted to brag in her snot nosed punk ass son's face that she's getting in from his teacher.

Aizawa freed Mitsuki's wrists just to grope and squeeze her breasts again. The UA teacher panted and groaned in the woman's ear as his hips bucked roughly in and out of her. With her hands free, Mitsuki felt up Aizawa's body. He felt so toned under her fingertips. Her husband had been letting himself go a little bit, not that she minded. It's just that she hasn't been with someone who takes care of themselves (kinda-). She started to claw at his back. He's definitely going to leave with some scratches. "Please faster! Harder! I'm not made of glass!" She moaned loudly. Aizawa knew exactly how to get a woman like this off. One hand grabbing her hip, the other grasping her neck. He looked down at her with such a sexy, rugged look of incredible desire. He started to slam his cock into her, slowly tightening his grip on her throat. Mitsuki was shocked, a little afraid, but so insanely turned on. She started to shake and pant harder and harder. Is he really going to make her cum!? Mitsuki's hand clutches Aizawa's wrist, her eyes rolled to the back of her head, her lovely hips raised up, and suddenly it hit her. She came and she came hard. Her whole body tensed up and the whites of her eyes were the only thing visible before they squeezed shut. Aizawa let go of her throat, kissing the already forming finger print bruises. He slammed into her a few more times before cumming himself. Deep inside her, where her husband could never reach. Aizawa groaned and rode his orgasm out before slowly pulled out.

Mitsuki lied panting and shuddering. Waves of aftershock still rushing through her. Aizawa chuckled and with a half smile asked, "Are you okay?" Mitsuki tried to laugh but it just came out breathy. All she could do was weakly wave him off. Aizawa grabbed a tissue and cleaned off his dick. He started to gather his clothes and got dressed. "You sure you okay?" He asked again. Mitsuki let out a tired huff but nodded. "Yeah....yeah I'm okay...just need a second..." She panted. Aizawa, lazily half dressed, walked out the room and came back with a glass of water for the woman he'd just been with. He placed the water on the side table, kissed her temple, and whispered "We'll do this again." He made sure he was presentable before leaving the house, right at the moment Masaru and Katsuki were walking up the drive way.