Prima| (Feral Aizawa)

claim (4)

"Let's go you..." Shota says in a low commanding voice. "Need to be cleaned up."

Lana's answer is to squirm roughly to try and break free of his hold. "I can shower on my own."

"I know but I'm going to help you," Aizawa softly insinuates. "The safe word is mimosa."

"Why you!" Lana's objects to being manhandled. "You put me down!"

Eraser just smiles and flips her upside down then deposits her on the floor of the bathroom. He runs his large hands down her legs but not before hooking his thumbs in her belt loops. Lana's head to shoulders are resting on the floor as the pro hero yanks the pants and boots off in one strong pulling motion. The woman glooms up at Aizawa but this is a small bathroom and not much area to escape from with Shota looming over her. With one more fluid motion now Shota is nude.

He bends down then grabs her ankle, "Can't have you trying to sneak away while I get the shower ready now can I?"

Miss Turner gives Shota a frown then growls in disapproval. She pulls her leg to test his hold to feel Aizawa put some hand strength into. Lana quits while she is head. Shota reaches in and adjusts the water to the right temperature. As the water is warming up, he now has time to really look at Lana. She has the chin tattoo also that is common with Maori women. Make up cover? Lana didn't have it at the party. He was aware that now a make product was available to cover that was used in Hollywood and now sold to the public. Yeah, Mr. Laramie would have been an even bigger ass to her.

The underground hero holds on to the one leg then situates Lana up right so she plays dead weight. Shota is not used to this type of submissive but he is a fast learner. He lifts her up and in but before she can get her feet as she wants them he pins her body against the wall of the shower and his body. His arms cage her in the corner so her back is to him and he controls the distance of their bodies. He cards his fingers of his left hand through her long hair to assert control. The right arm stays in position to block going past him and to help keep his balance.

"My last words for a long time...safe word mimosa is stop and no..."

Lana nods her head, "Yes I understand."

The marine biologist doesn't even get to really finish the word understanding. Aizawa's mouth is assaulting her neck. He skips kisses and goes straight to nips, stinging ones. He is decent in length and thickness of cock,as it is now residing between her thighs. Shota does a combined movement of biting her neck at the point of where the shoulder meets the neck as he slips his right arm under hers then puts his dick through her folds. Even with his mouth full of her flesh he produces a low rumbling growl to signal ' to be claimed'.

What the brat taming usual Dom doesn't expect is a whole body shiver with Lana leaning into his body. A low moan begins then slowly draws to the volume of a whisper. Her head is doing a submissive animal-like motion of nodding to encourage the man to not stop. Shota rubs his stubble against her cheek then down her neck to end with another hard bite.

Lana is a moaning and mewing vocal mess as her body submits subconsciously to the painful bites. She has a high tolerance for pain and knows she will be feeling the bites but right now she is high on how Aizawa is making her body 'sing.'

With a series of intense growls from Shota, he reluctantly grabs some body wash then washes both of them down quickly. A part of his mind is alway there, in control, but he is able to focus more on the raw emotion. He who has trouble expressing emotion or acting with emotion, has let the gate open to try a taste of it sexually and he likes it. It is all about feeling good without toys, collars and tying up.

His hand does a quick twist to shut the water then steps out grabbing a towel to dry off long enough for both of them to not be slick from the water. That naughty girl is not getting to use the water on her body to escape.