Bnha x reader lemons & oneshots

💙Aizawa x F!Reader💙 Extra credit (part 2)

Coming up: 💙Bakusquad x Reader P3💙

This chapter is short, I'm sorry Reader~Chan!

OKAY READER~CHAN IS OLDER IN THIS CHAPTER (18+) BECAUSE I DON'T WANT THE FBI ON ME.

This is a lime more than a oneshot lol.

*~Y/N's POV~*

After my dare with Denki, I haven't been able to look at Sensei the same...It's been awkward conversing and focusing on lessons with Aizawa.

Everything just seems different after the staff room incident, which I'm still puzzled about. It's like there's...tension...Sexual tension...WAIT NO.

Oh gosh, that's so wrong! He's my teacher! How can I think of him in that way?! I mean having a crush and being sexual with your teacher are completely different things...I'm obviously just going crazy or something...

He has been giving me weird looks though, not spiteful looks though. Just stares in the corridors and in class. You can never tell what he is thinking behind those tired, piercing eyes. He's mysterious and I guess that's what I like about him, the mystery.

*~Aizawa's POV~*

It's becoming difficult to handle myself around her, that damn stare she keeps giving me is distracting.

I shouldn't have helped her out in the staff room, it would have been wiser to have just sent her to detention. Guess I couldn't help myself, she looked adorable in my sleeping bag. I almost wanted to let her sleep there, but then I would get in trouble for it too.

I shouldn't think of my students in the way I keep thinking of Y/N. Imagine if some villain had a mind-reading quirk, I'd be fired almost instantly.

It can't be helped though, Y/N takes up too many of my thoughts. Beautiful e/c orbs that always managed to shoot through my heart, she's too pretty for her own good.

My thoughts have become more...sexual...Thinking about her legs wrapped around my waist, her becoming a moaning mess as I fuck her on her desk. Dirty and blatantly lewd words spilling from her throat as her nails claw at my back. Fuck.

I needed to see her again, just to get over this...Once she's off my mind, I can get back to being a teacher. That's all I need.

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*~Normal POV~*

"Y/N, see me after class" Aizawa ordered bluntly. Y/N blushed and averted her eyes away from Aizawa's face, still confused by her current emotions towards the dark-haired male.

"Uh...Yes, Sensei..." Y/N mumbled inaudibly, staying put in her seat while the others left with their loud conversations. The room was now empty with silence as the teacher and student gazed across to each other.

"A-Am I in trouble?" Y/N stuttered anxiously, sliding a strand of hair behind her ear as the intense eye contact remained.

"No, as long as you tell me why you were in the staff room a few days back" Aizawa commanded as he walked over to the embarrassed female. Y/N looked down nervously, playing with her nails to avoid staring directly at her teacher.

"I-I was..." She stared at her desk timidly.

"Look at me, Y/N" Aizawa muttered darkly, his eyes drilling through her skull as she slowly looked up to the male. He admired her nervous expression below him, but he wanted that expression under him. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and peered fiercely at the girl.

"I-I...It was a dare! I didn't mean any harm, I swear!" Y/N yelled in alarm, eyes still glancing away from Aizawa's tired stare.

"I see. Don't do that again, I won't be as nice next time." Aizawa gloomily muttered as he adjusted his wrap scarf. Y/N gave him a puzzled glance, expecting a worse reaction from the male.

"I-I...Thank you, Sensei..." Y/N whispered, clenching her skirt and looking away. Silence was between them as Y/N slowly opened her mouth as if to say something.

"Um...I...I should...I'll go now..." Y/N stated, slowly rising from her seat. Aizawa pausing her by placing a hand on her shoulder as she began to walk.

"Is there something you want to tell me, Y/N?" Aizawa coldly mumbled as Y/N turned back to the handsome male. Y/N gulped and shook her head.

"Sure? You look like you want to say something. You can tell me." Aizawa said, slightly more consolingly. Y/N looked down, then back up to the ragged male.

"I-I'm...struggling to focus in class..." Y/N rubbed her arm feebly, standing to face her tall teacher.

"Why's that?" Aizawa questioned suspiciously.

"Because I...I have a..." Y/N made strange hand gestures and the male raised a brow before smirking at how silly she looked. She paused and laughed awkwardly, then looking away.

"It's embarrassing to say...I-I've been distracted" She twiddled her thumbs. Aizawa gave a smirk, knowing what she was insinuating. He slowly raised her chin with his hand so she'd look up to him once more with those mesmerising eyes. She blushed lightly, looking up to the male.

"I guess you could say I've been distracted too" Aizawa grinned lustfully, his hand making its way against her cheek as she blushed.