Moments of Things

21) Choke -Shota-

TRIGGER WARNING:

Sexual Interactions(Heterosexual),  Wall Sex, Breath Play(Choking by Hand), Vaginal Sex, Cursing, Bruising, Rough(Light)

AUTHOR'S NOTICE:

4171 words~ This is actually a gift to a special reader. It has something she and I discussed. A little fantasy and kink of hers. Oooh~ Hehehe! I hope she enjoys~ And yeah, I've been gone quite some time, I know. Not a big deal, promise. There's a slew of smut out there for BNHA. I should know~ I go searching~ Hoo boy~ I can only hope to compare. Hahaha. Anyways. Have my first POSTED Aizawa Shota One Shot. I do adore this man. Delicious sleepy man. LOL -Scitah

-~-~Story Start~-~-

(Hina Himura The Sultry Pro; Siren)

Shota paused in the doorway to the Sensei's Lounge. Kayama Nemuri, Midnight, was speaking with a young woman who had a voice that brought back memories. A voice that put him at ease instantly. Which made sense, given she was The Sultry Pro; Siren. She'd graduated two years ago and was already with a bright career ahead of her. What the hell was she doing here?

"Sho!" Yamada Hizashi, Present Mic, chuckles, coiling an arm around his shoulders. "Ready for lunch?" He holds up two Bento. "I made something my mother taught me... Found her old recipe book... Don't remember what it tasted like, but it sure smelled good when I made it."

Not paying much mind to the blond man, Shota nods. "Uh-huh."

The response, which Hizashi is not used to something so... Not sarcastic or slightly mean but honest, caused the green eyed man to look at the black eyed man. "Eh?" Noticing the stare, he follows it to their former student. "Oh, yeah! Himura Hina!"

Hearing her name, Hina stopped speaking and looked back. A wide grin crosses maroon stained lips, flashing sharp canines that hide an articulate tongue made for speaking. Her sea glass green eyes seem to brighten on the two men before she stands and approaches. "Aizawa, Yamada~ My God~ Look at you two~" She coos, making Hizashi blush and laugh. Shota merely watches her. "Still ladykillers, I see?" She teases as if they'd been friends instead of a student and her Sensei's.

"Look at us? Look at you!" Hizashi coos back, plucking at her lagoon blue waves. "You bloomed!" He then nudges Shota, "Right Sho?"

Aizawa tilts his head, still staring at her. "I think I recall what you used to look like."

She slaps a hand to her chest and leans back dramatically. "Oh! You wound me, Sensei!"

That makes it click. Over dramatic out of danger, vicious in danger. "Ah. Now I remember." She used to be scrawny and taller than the other girls. Now she was no taller, still up to his nose at 172 centimeters(5'7 ¾ feet).

"You'd remember better if you didn't pass out everytime I spoke, Aizawa." She hums, smirking coyly towards him, voice a sultry low tone. An effortless thing for her, he knew. Didn't stop him from feeling entranced by it.

"Your voice always put me to sleep, Himura. Like being marooned on an island with no teenagers and no Villains." He admits, causing her to grin widely while Nemuri and Hizashi snort at him.

"That's cute, Aizawa~" She responds, causing his cheeks to start to tint. Then his heart stops as she cocks a hip to the side, crosses her arms, scrutinizes him up and down, and points at him. "You know... You look a hell of a lot more eligible when you shave and comb your hair."