He is mine <Aizawa Shota>

5

The morning sun peaked through the curtains, illuminating most of the room with a dull light. Minata groaned as the light hit her closed eyes. With a squint and hand over her eyes, she rolled over into Aizawa's arms. His arms instantly wrapped themselves around her waist, face buried in her black hair.

"We should get up." Aizawa told her, voice thick with morning rasp.

Minata whined, holding onto Aizawa tighter. "Just a few more minutes."

Aizawa seemed to agree, but since the poor guy never got any sleep anyways, he never objected to a few more minutes of sleep. He shifted, trying to relieve the uncontrollable throb of his hard length without disturbing Minata. Minata sighed and pressed a kiss to his covered chest. The sun began to peak through the curtains a bit more with each passing moment. Aizawa shifted once more with a heavy sigh as Minata raised her head to peck his lips.

"Good morning."

Aizawa smiled for a split second and tucked a few pieces of hair behind her ear. "Good morning darling. Did you sleep alright?"

Minata fully sat up and stretched her arms above her head. Aizawa turned over to lay on his back, and to get a better view of Minata. She smirked and swung her leg over his lap to straddle him. "I slept pretty good, how did you sleep?"

Aizawa raised as eyebrow at her, but she seemed to ignore it. "Honestly, it might have been the best nights sleep I've gotten in weeks."

Minata hummed and wiggled her hips a bit. Aizawa's hands quickly grabbed her waist and held her there with a scolding look. "Minata. What do you think you are doing?"

"Well, from the feel of it, you have a little-not so little problem on your hands. Let me take care of it." Minata batted her eyelashes innocently.

"Minata you know we can't." Aizawa sighed, but made no move to remove her from his lap.

Birds could be heard chirping outside of the window as Minata bent down to look into his eyes from a better angle. "No one will ever have to know Mr. Aizawa..."

The bed creaked quietly as Minata kissed down his covered stomach, and down to the hem of his boxers. Aizawa let his head fall back against the pillow, too tranquil to stop her. She hastily pulled down his boxers and wrapped her fingers around the base of his length. Aizawa's right hand tangled itself in Minata's hair as her tongue slowly swirled around the tip, quite enjoying the teasing. Aizawa let his eyes flutter closed as Minata took him into her mouth, hand working what she couldn't fit. Minata snuck a glance up at him, a lazy look rested comfortably on his features as her tongue pressed flat against the underside of his length.

Aizawa let out a content sigh and began to run his hand through his Minata's hair, eyes lidded. Slowly she bobbed her head, hollowing her cheeks every few seconds. His hand never pulled on her hair or forced her head down onto him, but simply rested his hand on the back of her head; Minata appreciated that much, it was too early for things like that.

"Your mouth is amazing Kitty." Aizawa sighed in pleasure.

Minata glanced up at him briefly through her eyelashes before completely avoiding his gaze. He chuckled, clearly enjoying the dirt talk that made Minata blush so easily.

"I bet you could come just by me talking to you like this. Am I right? You love it." His grip tighten on her hair ever so slightly.

She let out a soft moan around him, sending a vibration through his entire body. His gaze pierced Minata as she worked his length generously. Small gasps began to fall from Aizawa's lips. Slowly, Minata swirled her tongue around the tip before lifting her gaze to his. Minata pulled back, a string of saliva fell onto the shirt she was wearing.