The Hero Games

Have you been a good girl?

Rolling on to her side, disgruntled with a bottle of whiskey in one hand and her phone in the other. (Y/N) finished watching both John Wick movies by herself; not too long after her climax Toshinori received a call for a Pro Hero backup. Looking at her phone and deciding to text Aizawa, "Maybe he's still out on his patrol."

Sleeping Bag King Shota:
What's up (Y/N)?

(Y/N):
You busy?

Sleeping Bag King Shota:
Depends, what do you want?

(Y/N):
..... I'm not at liberty to release that classified information but, some company would be nice.

Shota shook his head already knowing what she wants; deciding whether or not he was going to comply. It has been a while and he was too lazy to stroke his own rope.

Sleeping Bag King Shota:
I'll be over in 10mins.

(Y/N) smiled and decided to freshen up; changing her night shirt and spraying Febreze on the couch so it wouldn't smell of sex. Thinking to herself, 'Am I a slut? Nah Midnight has had plenty of partners... just none of them being her friends...' Being brought from her thoughts by a knock at the door, "Well that was quick." Running up to the door and looking through the peep hole, (Y/N)'s eyes just about popped out of her skull. There stood a calm looking Yamada, hair down and glasses on as he smiled at the door awaiting someone to answer it; he looked so appetizing.

(Y/N) quietly ran to her room and called Aizawa, "HE'S AT MY HOUSE!" The tired man was perched on the roof of (Y/N)'s house, "Yeah, I see him. Did you invite him over too?" Facepalming and growing irrationally flustered, "NO! I did all that I could so he wouldn't know where I lived!" A hum of contemplation was heard from the other line, "use your quirk then." Calming down and sighing in defeat, "I guess I'll just have to make him think he's got the wrong place huh?" A tone of agreement was made then the called ended.
Walking into her bathroom she could hear the knocks becoming steadily louder. Looking into the mirror she watched as her long (H/C) shifted to a short lavender purple bob style. Humming in thought as her once (E/C) orbs phased to a dim gray. Finally her body structure, shrinking to a menacing 5'5" with a small rump and substantial breasts; her wide hips deflated to a simple narrow set. Nodding at her appearance in approval she cleared her throat and mocked a cheeky higher pitched voice. Looking to the window in her bathroom, Aizawa was hanging there nodding in approval as well as giving the notion to let him in. Rolling her eyes and propping the window open he snaked himself in then quickly closed it. "Go throw him off your scent," he whispered; patting her ass to give her a little giddyup. "I know what do to," (Y/N) squeaked out as she sauntered down the hall to her kitchen. Grabbing a frying pan from her cabinet she approached the door and put on a well played fearful facade. Cracking the door a bit she looking up to Yamada with doe eyes putting a stutter in her speech, "H-hello? Wh-who are you?"

Snapping his head to look at the unexpected petite female in her night gown, he quickly glanced back at his phone several times bewildered, "Um I'm looking for (L/N) (Y/N). Is she here?"

Keeping her persona straight (Y/N) shook her head 'no' in response, "(Y/N) left earlier. S-she only came over to w-watch my house." Seeming to understand the situation he nodded, "I apologize for showing up so abruptly; let me make it up to you?" Her eyes widen with shock and her face went blank, "wh-what?" Yamada leaned down a bit and smiled at her, "Let me take you out to make up for my rudeness. It's the least I could do." Looking around frantically and coming to the conclusion that she couldn't get her way out of this, "S-since you're so insistent I accept your o-offer. Wednesday n-night at the ramen place d-down the street work?" Grinning in triumph he handed her his business card, "text me sometime between then. I'll be on my way then, good night....? I never caught your name?" Snapping her head up (Y/N) blurted, "Yuri Shoku!" Mentally facepalming, 'Just leave~!!!!!' Taking her hand into his rather large one he brought his lips down and softly planted them on her knuckles. (Y/N)'s face burned brightly at the action, "And you're Hizashi Yamada, right?" Smirking as he looked up at her with hungry eyes, "Active listener?" Nervously chuckling and swiping her hand away, "Ha ha you caught me~ Every night when I'm on my third shift at work~." His smirk turned into a soft smile, "Well I bid you ado for now Miss Yuri. I'll see you Wednesday." With that she nodded and watched him walk to his car and drive away; closing the door (Y/N) slumped to the ground and changed her body and features back to normal. "Handy quirk you have, it's too bad you quit working at the undercover agency," Aizawa spoke as he stood in the kitchen doorway blatantly addressing the fact he was there the entire time, "so do you plan on going on that date?"

Slamming her head against the door and growling, "So. Fucking. PERSISTENT!" Crawling on to her feet (Y/N) practically threw herself at Aizawa like a mad woman. Catching her in his arms, feeling her strong legs wrap around his hips, "Looks who talking, why not just fuck him already?" Grinding her bare soaked heat against Aizawa's prominent erection in his pants, "Because unlike you and Toshinori, he didn't make a pass at me when I was fat." Frowning in disappointment he pinched the back of her thigh eliciting a yelp from the woman, "You've never been fat. You had a little chub here and there but, that didn't affect how attractive you're personality was to us." Rolling her eyes and bucking against his hips, "For once, I liked you when you were quite. Are you going to fuck me or not?" Grunting at the friction and a growl rumbling in his chest, "Only if you promise me you'll actually give him a chance."

Resting her head in the crook of his neck; Aizawa walked them into her personal chambers. Sighing in defeat as she was laid on the bed, watching Aizawa strip down in an almost teasing manner. As his face hovered over hers, (Y/N) smiled weakly and hooked a leg onto his hip, "I, (L/N) (Y/N), promise to give Yamada Hizashi an actual chance while on this date." Giving her the biggest shit eating grin, Aizawa pulled her night gown off and pressed a heat kiss to her lips.

Massaging the supple mounds on her chest, Aizawa's mouth ventured down her neck, to her collarbone, between the valley of her breasts and finally trailing to her stomach. (Y/N)'s old habit kicked in and she hurriedly went to cover her stomach; Aizawa bound her hands looking up to her with a glint in his eyes. "You're fine the way you are," he whispered against the soft flesh of her abdomen leaving light kisses all over her stomach leading to her hips. Feeling the heat radiate off of her clearly aroused womanhood he took no time to dive right in, "Just fine indeed."

(Y/N) jumped at the sudden intrusion of Aizawa's hot wet muscle working it's ways on her pulsing vagina. "Shota," his lazy gaze looked up to the flustered face (Y/N) was showing, "Fuck me. Please." Humming at the request she was making, he roughly dragged his tongue on and around her clitoris causing her hips to buck and shake. His hands mindlessly traveled from her chest to her hips, "What makes you think you deserve it?" An evil grin plastered on to his lips as he traveled back up to the crease of her neck, "have you been a good girl?"

A/N: The next chapter will have the full on heavy sex scene~! incognonymous Just another blue balls chapter to you lol!