tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52150880967901793512024-03-12T19:19:54.404-07:00Moy MellSelf insert erotica (and more) done fairly well by an older writer/artist/crazy person.Elly Sketchithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379366244806552515noreply@blogger.comBlogger923125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215088096790179351.post-41363280519479663752024-02-06T20:01:00.000-08:002024-02-06T20:01:50.063-08:00Entangled Hearts 1 - 3<p> <span style="font-size: 14px;"><b>Turdburglr27</b>: <i>Is Present Mic gay</i>?</span></p><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;"><b></span><span style="font-size: 14px;">GroundGremlin</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"></b>: <i>NO</i></span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;"><b></span><span style="font-size: 14px;">Turdburglr27</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"></b>: <i>He could be, geez</i></span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;"><b>GroundGremlin</b>: <i>He shows no signs of being gay</i></span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;"><b></span><span style="font-size: 14px;">Turdburglr27</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"></b>: <i>He also hasn't shown signs of being straight</i></span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;"><b></span><span style="font-size: 14px;">GroundGremlin</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"></b>: <i>He literally was just seen with Midnight at a school festival, you moron</i></span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;"><b></span><span style="font-size: 14px;">Turdburglr27</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"></b>: <i>So</i>? <i>They work together</i></span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;"><b></span><span style="font-size: 14px;">GroundGremlin</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"></b>: <i>He also works with a TON OF guys and how come he wasn't with one of them</i>?</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Hizashi grimaced and set his phone down. "For fuck's sake, now they're arguing on Twitter about whether I'm gay while others say we're dating."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Kayama tittered faintly. "Does that bother you?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Of course it does! We're not dating, ugh!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Yes, but we <i>were</i> seen together at the festival." She sighed, covering her mouth as it turned into a yawn. "Honestly, you think my fan base would know I've got better taste than that."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Hey!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"What? Gonna argue? Your girlfriend is already pissed."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Hizashi frowned, confused. "You know I'm single, yo."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"<i>Really</i>? What about Cheshire?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He staggered backwards, arms shooting up. "<i>Whaaaaat</i>? Are you nuts?!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Aizawa snorted from where he sat beside his friend. He shot him a look but he said nothing.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"You two are pretty inseperable," Toshinori added unhelpfully.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"But - we're not - "</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Kayama scoffed, waving her hand airily about as she walked over to the vending machine to get a drink. "You may as well be. You two don't get press but you're always together."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Stunned, Hizashi looked out at a row of teachers all nodding in agreement. "What!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Maybe that's why she's upset."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"What, because the press doesn't care about them?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Hnf." Aizawa snorted louder and finally glanced over his laptop at the others. "They would, if they were seen as their hero personas."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Yeah," Kayama agreed. "He's always primping all casual with <i>her</i>. And she hides her features with her quirk."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"But -" The Voice Hero spluttered wildly, hands outstretched on the desk and his sunglasses slipping down his nose. "That's bogus, yo! I don't -"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Not to mention the flirting." Hizashi spun around, amazed at the newcomer's take. Nezu walked around the desk area with his paws behind his back and a knowing grin. "Those two are always making eyes at each other, are they not?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"We are?" Now he was more than confused; his tone betrayed complete and utter bafflement. "But - but we're not - wait. <i>Wait, Kayama, did you say she's pissed</i>?!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"She left for the gym a long time ago. Go see for yourself!"</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly gripped the climbing wall with her claws and pulled herself up, snarling under her breath. She'd been at the gym for hours, swimming, lifting weights and tearing into practice dummies so hard one had to be retired.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">There were so many photos. So, so many.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;"><i>But what about</i>us? <i>Don't we go out a lot, too</i>? <i>Am I not good enough</i>?</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">In one, he had his arm slung casually around the dark-haired woman and they were laughing. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;"><i>Of</i> course <i>they're laughing, they're friends, you idiot</i>!</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Still, what if..?</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;"><i>I</i> know <i>I'm not good enough for him</i>.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I don't need to see that kind of shit and I don't want to think about it!" She ran up so quickly she ripped some chunks out of the plaster, snarling with fury. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">As a therapist, she knew jealousy was an instinctual response when one was feeling threatened. She also knew it wasn't a failing if handled properly, and her gym session was an effort to get the fury out before it could fester and hurt anyone.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">It wasn't rational - she didn't <i>own</i> him, nor did she want to. But the sick, angry alarm bell going off in her mind as she thought of him with another woman refused to be erased. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">It didn't have to be a real circumstance like this last one, either. She often caught glimpses of fanart or obviously doctored photos online that enraged her as well. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Those that originally tried to talk to her spread the word that she was <i>not</i> to be disturbed. A lesser-known hero stayed at the door to advise others as they came in, and he was the one to speak to Hizashi as he entered.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Hey, man - you <i>don't</i> want to bother Cheshire right now. She'll claw your face off."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Nah, man. Thanks, but she won't hurt me."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Suit yourself." The man shrugged. "I warned you."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Hizashi raised his eyebrows, whistling lowly. He could hear the snarls before he even opened the door and it was terrifying. She sounded like some sort of wild cat in a nature documentary, and he briefly wondered if he <i>would</i> be okay. He gulped a little and turned the handle.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"What're you doing, Ches?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She thought she was hearing things at first.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;"><i>He's busy, there's no reason for him to break his routine and come here. You're imagining shit</i>!</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I know ya heard me."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly hissed with shock and slid down the wall, leaving long, deep grooves as she descended. "Mic?!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Yes, it was definitely him. He stood with one hand on his hip, eyebrows raised as he watched her carefully. "Yeah. C'mere." </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Once her feet were on the ground, she tore her gloves off so she wouldn't have access to the clawed tips. "Uh, what's wrong? Why are you here?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Heard you were losin' yer shit," he drawled comically. "I should be asking <i>you</i> what's up."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Oh. It's nothing. I need to work something out, that's all." She flicked her ears, trying to sound calmer than she felt.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Hizashi gave her a squinty-eyed look. "Nuh uh, kitty," he snorted. "It's not nothing. Tell me."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">This time she backed away a step. "Mic, it's nothing. Really."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He crossed his arms, his lips thinning into a line. "Don't'cha trust me?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"No! No, I mean I do, shit! I just... <i>can't</i>!" The rage returned, breaking free from her calm facade. "I don't wanna talk to you, okay!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Fine," he snapped. "If you don't wanna talk, let's fight. Practice ground alpha -"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I don't want to fight you, either!" Her expression was so stunned by his suggestion that his own frustration melted away.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"You're scaring everybody," he said in a gentler tone. "We can go somewhere we can really let loose on campus. Call it sparring, you know, instead of... whatever this is."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I don't <i>wanna</i> call it <i>anything</i>!" She screamed. It was too difficult to listen to him being so kind and caring.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;"><i>You're</i> not special <i>to him. You're causing too much trouble. He doesn't care about you, just stopping your anger because it frightens others. Maybe it frightens</i> him.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I <i>want</i> to stop feeling so gross!" Elly slammed a fist into the wall hard enough to break skin and he moved swiftly, grasping her wrist and pulling her firmly but gently away.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Stop that!" Hizashi checked the hand and saw it was only a thin scrape. "Thank fuck you didn't do more damage. Still, that's it, you're comin' with me." He lifted her off her feet in one scoop of his arms.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly squeaked in shock, but after a pause started flailing around again. "What the hell are you doing?! Put me down!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Nuh uh." He snorted and shifted his grip, pulling her closer against him as he grabbed her gloves and strode purposefully out of the gym. The others watched with relieved sighs as he stormed off.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Although she could have fought harder, she did not. Like she said, her rage wasn't directed at him and he was holding her tight, his arms warm and strong. That caused her to stutter helplessly, her actions belying her words as her tail lashed wildly about in confusion. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"You can't just grab me like this!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I can if you're hurting yourself."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"You're abducting me, for fuck's sake!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He snorted and swerved to avoid a concrete pillar in the garage as she reached out to grab it. His voice dropped low while he marched resolutely to his car. "Don't go there, babe. I'm <i>not</i> gonna let you tear yourself up because yer jealous."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I never said I was jealous!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Oh?" He paused to lift her around, staring deeply in her eyes while he held her at arm's length like the very angry cat she was. "Aren't you?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Why would you think that?!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Kayama suggested it." He watched her closely as he spoke the name and sure enough, Elly's body went rigid and she bared her fangs in a snarl. "That sounds about right to me. Still gonna argue?" </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She glared at him but didn't say anything. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"We're goin' to my place above the agency and work on getting you chilled the fuck <i>out</i>." He opened the passenger door of his mustang and bundled her inside. "Stay there," he told her firmly before he walked around to join her.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Now what?" She grumbled after he sat in the driver's seat and turned to face her. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Now you need to take a deep breath and try not to claw my seat to bits."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I won't fuck up your car, Mic," she snapped. Then, softer, "I know how much you love it."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Do you?" Hizashi frowned, then reached out to lay one leather-gloved hand on her arm. "I guess you do. We know a lot about each other."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I guess so."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Uh huh." He dug his key out of a jacket pocket and slipped it into the ignition. "But I still don't get why you were so angry today. I mean, it doesn't make sense."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly groaned loudly. "I can't stand thinking about you with other women, okay?!" She squirmed as far away from him as she could, pressing against the window as the truth burst out. "It's stupid, but it <i>hurts too bad</i>! I'm broken and shitty and I just needed some <i>time</i> to work things out like all the other times </span><span style="font-size: 14px;">but no-o-o-o</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"> ," she drawled this sarcastically, "you needed to help."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Ches."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I'm sorry," she whispered. "I'm a terrible friend. I know that. I try so hard, but you - you fill something in me that I need so badly and I never thought I'd find."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Babe," Hizashi stressed a little harder.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"And now that's it, I guess. I fucked up everything."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"<i>Babe</i>! Look at me, yo. Geez."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She took a deep breath and steeled herself.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"You didn't screw anything up. Really." His eyes were kind as he stroked a wayward lock of purple hair back from where it was stuck on the wetness on her cheek.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Jealousy is a negative emotion," she said flatly. "Giving in to it is seen as, ugh, as much as I hate to say it, a 'red flag'."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Now you know that's not always true. </span><span style="font-size: 14px;">Besides, ya never brought this up, <i>I</i> chased you down. What happened all the other times?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Got it out of my system," she admitted grudgingly. "I don't want to hold you back. I want you to be happy."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He let out a gusty sigh. "I will be happy, if you freakin' listen." He shrugged. "I know you're a shrink, yeah -"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Mic," she chided gently.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Sorry." He grinned a little. "I was teasing. But some of us can't be fixed, it's <i>really</i> hard, life is busy..." The Voice Hero dropped his tone another notch, speaking softer than she'd ever heard him. "It's not wrong to want. It's not wrong to feel shitty when you think your want is unachievable."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly's ears folded back into her hair. "Yeah. I find him at last, and then - then, well, you can't force things. It's okay. I knew from the start, anyway."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He raised his eyebrows. "You knew what?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I knew you'd never see me that way."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Hmm. What way?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Oh my god, you know what I mean! I'm not going to humiliate myself further today. Nope. Not happening." She crossed her arms and glared straight ahead out the window. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"You're right," he told her solemnly. Elly heard the creak of leather as he shifted in the driver's seat but didn't look; she couldn't bear to. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;"><i>He said I was right. He'll never see me the way I do him</i>. She choked a little despite her tough act. That was really rough to hear although she'd expected it.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I <i>meant</i> you're not gonna humiliate yourself any more today," he clarified, his soft voice close to her ear. She jumped and turned slowly, gasping when they bumped noses. Hizashi's golden eyes were half-lidded and a small, slow smile curved his lips. They stared into each others' eyes for a long moment, his half-lidded and hers wider than wide.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Hey, Cheshire! You left your gym bag - oh." A small woman with goat horns and three eyes paused when she saw the two so close together. "Sorry! Here you go." She dropped the bag and dashed back to the safety of the entrance.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly stared numbly after her, her mind racing as fast as her heart as she tried to make sense of everything. She popped the door and drew her bag inside to set at her feet.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Hizashi chuckled. "Good, now you have your stuff." He turned the key and slowly backed out of the space. "Anyways, like I was saying. We might be broken, but our parts fit together. See, you want to <i>be</i> wanted and I want someone <i>to</i> want me. We can heal each other, yeah? Yeah? Make each other better."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"What you're describing is a dependant relationship."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"So what," he replied, unruffled. "So I depend on you and you, me. The bad kind is where it's one-sided, right?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She nodded somewhat reluctantly. "Yes, but -"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"You're not gonna talk me out of this, yanno." He looked out through the windshield, his eyes lost in thought for a moment. "That's what you're tryn'a do, isn't it. Push me away, 'cause you think I'm going to leave."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I -" Elly sighed, dropping her head to stare at her hands in her lap. "Maybe. But what if - what if you don't, if they were all right and I'm..." She drifted off, not knowing how to put her past trauma into exact words. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"What if I'm too clingy?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Wha..?" She blinked, turning to see him gripping the wheel with both hands, so tightly his exposed knuckles were white. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"What if you think I'm obnoxious after we start spendin' more time together?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He opened his mouth to say more but she cut him off with a quick, "I get it, Mic. I don't see you like that at all."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Yeah. But I do."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Uh huh."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">They drove in silence for awhile after that.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Hizashi's agency was deeper in the city but a fairly fast drive. As he was parking she began to get more nervous, shaking and unable to stop worrying she might screw things up. Hizashi noticed after he got out and popped her door open. She made no move and stared at the dashboard, her eyes a million miles away, until he placed a hand on her shoulder.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Hey, Ches. It's gonna be okay."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She jumped guiltily, ears pinning back. "Wh - oh! Am I that transparent?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Not usually, no. But you had a tough day, baby." He pocketed his keys and helped her out. "You're off a bit. No worries, though! We can party all weekend now!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"You've always got work -"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He shook his head. "I called and got some time off just for you, babygirl."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"<i>You</i> took time?" Elly's ears laid on either sides of her head, giving her a comical look as she stared up at him. "The busiest man I've ever known took time off?" They stepped into the elevator and he pushed the button for the hero suites above the agency.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"For you, yes." He gestured grandly for her as the doors opened, and walked beside her to his door. "Although I gotta admit, it'll be nice to do whatever and not have a schedule for once."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"And what does 'whatever' mean right now?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"A shower," Hizashi stated very firmly as he opened the door. "I need to be <i>clean</i> and let my hair down." He gestured at the huge plume atop his head with one hand as he hung up his jacket with the other. "Literally!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;"><i>A shower. He'll be in there, naked... oh my god. Naked and wet, rubbing soap all over his body -</i></span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He squinted earnestly at her, one of his eyes wide and the other a barely-open slit. Hizashi normally utilized this stare when he was intimidating someone, but it sometimes slipped out when he was feeling cocky. When she wobbled a little, a blush spreading quickly across her cheeks, he added a grin that grew more wicked as he spoke. He knew what she was thinking. "Wouldn't a shower feel good after all that workin' out?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly couldn't stop staring at his chest. She'd seen him wearing a t-shirt before, but he usually layered with a long-sleeved one that partially covered it. Hizashi's white shirt was thicker but tight, clinging to his body enough that without the jacket she could clearly see that his pectoral muscles were very defined with the hint of nipples tugging at the cloth...</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"<i>Hey</i>, now. My eyes are up here, baby." </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She jumped, embarrassed. With a mighty effort she managed to tilt her head but then found herself staring directly into those beautiful golden spirals. "That's not any better," she choked, reaching out a shaky hand to steady herself against the door. "Your eyes are too much."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Hizashi blinked once, surprised. "Wha?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She steeled herself, knowing she'd already said too much so might as well go all in. "Your eyes are gorgeous," she said weakly. "You keep looking at me like that and I'm going to faint."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Oh?" This time they widened as he got the gist of what she was saying. </span><span style="font-size: 14px;">"<i>Ohhh</i>?" </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly swooned; she couldn't help it. He caught her almost automatically, his arms closing around her in an instant. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Hey," he murmured, concerned. "You okay? You didn't just like, pass out 'cause of <i>me</i>, right?" He pulled her closer to him. "R - right? That's like, only in cheesy romance books 'n stuff?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I guess it happens," she sighed dreamily. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Not to me!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Mic?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"How much of this gotta come off before ya call me <i>Hizashi</i>, huh?" He wrinkled his nose at his outfit. "I only got the pants, gloves, shades..." He ran his hand up to touch the white frames, then further, until he patted his hair. "Err... yeah. It's the hair, right?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Mmn." Her fingers brushed the back of his neck where it was feathered and he shivered. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Yeah. It's the hair. Okay, that's gotta <i>go</i>. You, however, still need to chillax. You get first dibs, if you want."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly thought about it. "Your hair takes a long time to take care of, right?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Kinda."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Then you go first." She gave him a little push in the direction of the hallway. "I'll be fine waiting."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"You sure, babe?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Yep."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She sat and listened to him cleaning up, eyes closed to better focus on the sounds and smells. He grunted and swore as he got rid of his hero clothing, and she heard what might have been a spray bottle before he let out a relieved sigh. After that the taps squeaked as he ran the shower and Elly leaned back on the couch.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">The gentle patter of water falling soothed her and, exhausted from the mental and physical strain she'd been through, she soon dozed off.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly woke up a quarter of an hour later to a soft chuckle and tap on her shoulder. She opened her eyes with a faint mew of protest - she hated waking up too quickly -- but her protests died off when she saw him.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Hizashi was dressed casually, his red glasses on instead of the shades and a plain black t-shirt. This was offset by the most outrageously flashy gold sweatpants with a black stripe down the sides. His blond hair looked darker wet, and it flowed down his back freely. In one hand he held a white hand towel and a hair dryer, in the other an odd-looking comb with wavy teeth.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"It's so long," she marveled, gently touching the golden strands. Hizashi didn't really know what to say to that, so he just nodded, smiling as she grew bolder and ran her fingers through it. "And shiny."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Also damp," he added. "And it doesn't smell so great when wet. You get cleaned up, babe. I'll finish drying an' you can play with it all you want when you come out." He winked slyly at her. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Her heart now racing, she grabbed her bag to take a shower. His bathroom was luxurious and although she wanted to get back to him, she stayed longer, enjoying the huge shower and tub combo. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">When she came out she was much calmer and dressed in a soft shirt and sweatpants much like his, though not as flashy. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I feel so much better," she sighed.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Great! So, c'mere." He patted the couch, wiggling his eyebrows.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly came and sat beside him but he pointed farther back. Confused, she scooted off and he motioned for her to raise her arms. She let out a small gasp when he stretched himself out along the length, laying his head in her lap. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He smiled wistfully up at her. "I know this might be a little selfish, but it's okay, right?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Selfish?" She gently ran her hand through his hair, amazed at how alive it felt. "I've wanted to do this for a long time."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"You've no idea how awesome this feels," he murmured. "My hair's always drawn so tight on my scalp. It gets painful after all day like that."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Her fingers rubbed lightly in circular motions, pausing now and then to stroke the thick locks away from his cheeks when they fell a little to one side or another. Hizashi hummed quietly, tilting his head into her touches.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Is this helping?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Yeah," he moaned softly. "Oh, baby, thank you."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Her cheeks burned hotly as she considered their positions. Hizashi's body was limp all over, one arm dangling off the couch and one arm laid across his chest. His t-shirt was pulled up and his pants loose, culminating in a reveal of pale skin and light dusting of hair trailing down his lower belly. His legs splayed over the far end, feet dangling since he was tall. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"My pleasure," she mumbled, suddenly shy. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He opened his eyes to gaze fondly up at her. "What d'ya think? Your turn now?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly froze, her hand in mid-air. "Wh - what?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"It feels good. You wanna try it?" He flexed his fingers, grinning at her.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Her eyes narrowed a little. "You weren't being selfish at all, were you."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Hizashi's grin grew sheepish and he sat up with a low laugh. "Aw, you saw right through me. But how can you say no?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">They switched positions, Elly sitting farther up than on his lap. He rubbed her furry ears and she sighed, closing her eyes. "Zashi?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Mm hmm?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"It's been a very, very long time since I trusted someone enough to relax like this." She paused but didn't elaborate further, choosing a different route than delving into her past. He knew a little about that, anyway. What he didn't know, however, was the certainty she could give him. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;"><i>Might as well get it all out in the open</i>, she thought before taking a deep breath.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Ches?" He sounded worried. "Is something wrong? Want me to stop? Did I upset yo-"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I love you."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">There was a long silence and she stiffened, afraid she'd made the wrong decision. When she grew brave enough to look up, however, she saw his lips twitching with mirth and his golden eyes swimming with unshed tears. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I was s'posed to say that first," Hizashi chided in a low, deep voice. He sniffled and wiped at his eyes with the back of one hand. "I love you too, baby."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Oh!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"And ya <i>still</i> sound surprised." He let his fingers wander briefly over her cheeks to her lips, where they lingered. "Remember the New Years party last week? I was trying to get up the nerve to kiss you all night. Even if it was just a peck on the cheek, I was still too scared shitless in the end."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Huh." She looked thoughtful enough that he started to shift uncomfortably around, moving his legs but keeping her steady. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Uh. Babe?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I was sad that night," she confessed. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"What?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I was sad." She sat up and turned to face him while sitting on his lap. He wriggled a bit, frowning as she kneed him in the groin a little but was quiet until she spoke again. "Sorry," she murmured. "But yeah, that was the party you stayed far away from me and it made me feel terrible."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Hizashi reached out and carefully placed his arms around her with his hands on her back. "If I'd stuck close to ya I was gonna fuck things up." He shook his head, wrinkling his nose and mustache as he did so. "I fucked it up anyway, yeah?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I could've kissed <i>you</i> but I was just as chicken."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He squinted at her again and was pleased to see she still melted, her eyes glazing over as she stared weakly back at him. "You want..?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She almost quipped back <i>do you have to ask?</i>, but didn't because it was so sweet that he <i>did</i>. Elly settled on smiling tearfully and whispering "Yes."</span><br />
<!--/data/user/0/com.samsung.android.app.notes/files/clipdata/clipdata_bodytext_240206_220051_187.sdocx-->Elly Sketchithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379366244806552515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215088096790179351.post-68721697172103557512024-02-01T12:01:00.000-08:002024-02-01T12:01:16.421-08:00Cold outside (Aizawa)<p> <span style="font-size: 14px;">It was fairly late on a winter night in Aizawa's suite above the agency he worked at. Snow fell lightly on the city outside, blanketing the streets and buildings with a thin, fluffy coat of cold.</span></p><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">A party had grudgingly been held here in honor of the holidays, though most of his guests had left by now. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly was staying behind, ostensibly to help clean up after the group made a mess, but really to spend more time with the cranky man she'd grown so fond of. As she collected cups and plates a song began to play softly on her phone. She'd set it for background music but forgot when the playlist paused before repeating.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Sorry. I'll turn it off."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Wait." Aizawa frowned, listening. "I wanted to ask, before... is this considered appropriate?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"How so?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Well, it sounds like the man is trying to coerce the woman into staying." He paused, rubbing at the back of his neck while the song continued in the background. "My English isn't very good," he confessed. "Maybe I don't understand the phrasing?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Nope." Elly stifled a grin, hiding the twitching of her lips by quickly turning and placing the glass she held in the dishwasher. "No, you're right."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I am?" He sounded mildly surprised.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Yep. There are some people that think this song is really, uh... creepy. Like, she's trying to get away and he's trying to keep her there." She paused, then continued, "to be fair, it's not <i>supposed</i> to be quite like that. They're flirting; she wants to stay but wants to be persuaded. Maybe chased after a little."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I don't understand why some people do that," he sighed. "Why can't everyone just say what they mean."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She fidgeted a little, flicking her ears and starting to blush. "Sometimes it's hard to be blunt."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Have you ever done that? Hinted and not said what you meant?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Yes."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Why?" There was no maliciousness in his tone; he simply sounded curious. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly rubbed at one furry ear while she thought about her answer. When she spoke she cast her eyes down shyly, so she didn't notice when he walked closer. "Well... I do it when I'm scared. The answer I get might hurt. I think most people are the same in that regard."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I wouldn't hurt you."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She made a rocking gesture with one hand. "Ehhhh... you never know, Aizawa. What if I wanted to initiate a - a romance between us. A relationship. And what if I wanted to start, uh, this, by staying over tonight? Rejection would hurt less if we both pretended we're talking hypothetically."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Like if we were talking about the song?" He raised an eyebrow as she started to blush harder. "<i>Do</i> you want to stay?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly realized how close he was and gasped a little. "See, this is why -"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Aizawa slipped his arm around her. When she jumped, startled, he stroked her shoulder gently. "Enough cleaning." He led her to the couch, encouraging her to sit. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"But there's still -"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I understand it's easier to hide behind a premise." He curled his arm tighter, encouraging her to cuddle against him, "But I will <i>never</i> intentionally hurt you."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Aizawa..." Elly shook her head, confused. "Shit," she laughed in resignation. "What happened? What's going on? I mean, one minute I'm putting away dishes and the next I'm - I'm ..."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"In my arms? Yes?" He pulled her even closer, his other arm reaching out so he could lay his hand lightly on hers. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Yes!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Is it okay?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Yes again." Elly nodded, then sighed. "Very much yes."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Well, it's cold outside. And snowing." He let out a rarely-heard dry laugh. "Our situation is rather like the song. I'd feel better if you stayed, but it's your choice."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Who would drive in this storm?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"There's likely to be <i>some</i> service that could take you back to U.A."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She thought seriously about it for a couple minutes, toying with his fingers and then tracing his palm. "Hmm."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Aizawa watched her quietly, his breathing slow and even. He simply waited, knowing she would eventually make a decision. Elly, on her part, was convinced by his steady manner. He wasn't going to argue or beg like she'd had to suffer through in previous scenarios with other men. He wasn't guilting or pressuring her though he stated his preference for her safety. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Eventually she spoke and when she did she looked deeply into his single eye. "If I stay, where would I sleep?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Yamada forced me to buy a bed last year." He pointed vaguely off toward the dark hall where she had only been in the bathroom. There were two other doors in the dimly lit area. Aizawa saw what she was thinking and added, "you can have the bed. I'll take my sleeping bag into the other room."</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He brushed his mouth on hers, watching carefully for any sign of rejection. His heart beat fast when her hands lightly clutched the front of his sweatshirt, her lips parting willingly. A weary sigh of relief escaped him and he pressed forward.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Aizawa," she gasped, startled at just how good a kisser he was.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"If you're willing to kiss me," he told her seriously, "you probably should call me by my given name."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Shota," she agreed quietly.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Perfect." He kissed her more firmly, his hand cupping the back of her neck. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Aizawa's face was clean of stubble as he had recently shaved, and Elly found herself vaguely disappointed. She'd always wanted to know what it would feel like. He smelled <i>sleepy</i>, with his long, dark hair clean but reminiscent of someone that just woke up. It was a soothing smell and coupled with his strong arms wrapped around her she felt comfortable to let go and see what happened.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He was so gentle, and she marveled at this, such an unexpected delight as she ran her fingers through his hair. He uttered low groans when her hands touched a new spot, now the nape of his neck, after that his shoulders as he surged above her.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">His mouth moved lower, nibbling on her neck while one hand slipped underneath her sweater. Elly gasped, startled by the intense surge of lust this action stirred within her. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Shota."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Nmm."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"We should stop."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Yes." All movement ceased; he froze in place for several seconds while he took a couple long, deep breaths. When he spoke again, however, his voice cracked on the first few words. "Sorry, I un - understand."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I don't want to rush things -"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Ches."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Huh?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"You don't need to justify anything. You say stop, I stop. I don't want to do anythung you're not... <i>very</i> positively consenting to."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Oh." She blushed, then thought for a moment. "Good."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"We should get ready for bed." He cleared his throat and went on to ask, "would you like to use the bathroom first?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Um. No, you go ahead. I bet you'll be faster anyway."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He nodded and walked off to grab a duffel bag from his bedroom, the only thing in there besides the bed and a single nightstand with a lamp. She was right and he was quick, the longest time devoted to brushing his teeth before he cracked open the door. "I set everything you might need on the counter," he told her quietly. "There's a shirt on the bed ypu can wear, too."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Thanks."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Good night." He scratched absently at his chest, yawning. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Good night."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Aizawa stumbled into the guest room and unzipped the duffel, pulling out his yellow sleeping bag and tossing it on the floor. He sat down on it and took off his eye patch, setting it aside while he unfastened his prosthetic leg. This took awhile, peeling the soft rubber sleeve off and massaging the rough skin at the base of the stump after the heavy metal leg was put away. He was glad to curl up inside the puffy bag and rest, sighing as he thought of the woman one door away.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">It might have been minutes or hours later, he wasn't sure, when he woke to a soft sound. Alert immediately, he threw one side of the sleeping bag off him and struggled to get up. That's when Aizawa realized what the sound was and relaxed slightly.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Are you awake?" </span><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly was standing outside his door tapping gently. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He rubbed his eyes and remembered the patch. "Ches?" His fingers dug into the side pocket of the duffel bag searching for it. "Are you okay?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I... no. Can I come in?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Ahhhh..." It was foolish, but he didn't want her to see him without the patch. When he didn't answer right away he heard her feet scuffle on the floor.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Sorry if I woke you. It's nothing important." The way her voice broke suggested otherwise and his search grew frantic.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"No, I just have to get - wait --" Aizawa fumbled the patch on and headed to the main bedroom. "Ches?" She jumped upon hearing him and pulled the sheets up to her neck. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Uh. Yeah. Come in."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Is there something wrong?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I, well. I thought I could handle things." She sniffled and he was mortified to hear she was near tears. "I thought, I really did -"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Aizawa strode quickly over and stood over her at the side of the bed. "You're crying," he said nervously. "Did I do something wrong? What do you need?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Her tail thumped heavily under the covers and her ears lay back. Aizawa didn't know how to comfort a person, but he understood cats.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He whipped his hand in his sweatpants pocket and pulled out his phone. A couple taps and soft, classical music filled the room. The pieces were soothing and curated specifically to calm cats down when he found strays that needed help. He placed the phone on the nightstand and sat on the edge of the bed.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I need you to look at me, please," he husked in a low tone. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Her ears flicked and she bit her lip, but she did as he suggested. "Sorry," she gasped.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"No need. Do you trust me, Ches?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"What?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He placed a steady hand under her chin and stared into her eyes. "<i>Do you trust me</i>?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">The slightest flicker of alarm crossed her features before she blinked it away. "Yes."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"All right. Are you dressed?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I'm wearing one of those shirts you gave me."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He pulled back the sheets and climbed in without another word. Elly froze, startled, then remembered this was <i>Aizawa</i>, and he probably had a plan in mind. He was diligent in asking consent at every turn which he did again after getting in bed with her.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"May I hold you?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She nodded and scooted close, allowing him to curl an arm around her. "I'm so tired," she sighed, hesitantly cuddling into his embrace. "And you're so warm."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"You can sleep now," he murmured. "It's okay."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Mnn..." She relaxed little by little until her yawns grew giant and nearly continious. "Sleep." There was a long pause, then she added, "and you smell good."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Aizawa raised his eyebrows but said nothing, letting her mumble until she drifted off. He lay there for a few minutes to make sure she was really asleep, then let out a slow, deep sigh. He'd normally fall asleep right away but tonight he lay there planning what the morning could bring while he held her close. </span><br /><br /><br /><!--/data/user/0/com.samsung.android.app.notes/files/clipdata/clipdata_bodytext_240201_140051_498.sdocx-->Elly Sketchithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379366244806552515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215088096790179351.post-27238129102936201712024-02-01T08:03:00.000-08:002024-02-01T08:03:41.175-08:00Hunger end<p> It was finally over.</p><p><br /></p><p>The couple had gone through a day of tests to make sure the various drugs and hormones were stable and their systems back to normal. They were getting ready to be released from the facility, packing their clothing and personal care items back in their bags.</p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi stretched, grimacing as his back popped. His duffel was strained close to the limit with a few new blankets and the robe they'd used while in care. The staff encouraged them to take them home since sterilization was a concern. He had to admit there were several stains that were proving difficult to get out on a few of the items. </p><p><br /></p><p>He shrugged these thoughts off and shouldered the bag. "Nmm. You almost ready, babe?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yeah, I'll grab my bag and we can go."</p><p><br /></p><p>He waited near the door, tapping one foot and whistling tunelessly until Elly ran up.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Ready!"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Oof." He grinned down at her and slipped an arm around her waist. </p><p><br /></p><p>"Did we really have to dress up?" She fidgeted with her neck gear and sighed. </p><p><br /></p><p>"Uh huh." Hizashi opened the front door and waited for the staff to buzz them out of their suite. "Remember, Aizawa says the press weren't satisfied with the statement they released. They're likely to be waiting to catch us."</p><p><br /></p><p>They stepped outside and there was Ito, who was all smiles as he checked the tablet to make sure they were ready. He let them out with a flourish, pointing towards the main entrance. </p><p><br /></p><p>"Thank you," Elly told him sincerely. "You all did a wonderful job helping us."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yeah. You guys <i>rock</i>!" Hizashi flashed him a huge smile.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Our pleasure." The man bowed slightly, his tentacles folded behind him. "We'll see you next time!"</p><p><br /></p><p>They walked down the hallway while Hizashi pursed his lips hard in thought. "Ahhh... babe?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yeah?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"How often do you get heats?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"I can control them on medication <i>if</i> I don't get riled up. I hate taking meds, but in this case I force myself to." </p><p><br /></p><p>"Huh. We're gonna have to talk about that."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yeah, and probably to a bunch of strangers." </p><p><br /></p><p>"Uh huh." He rolled his eyes, pausing to wave at a few of the staff as they made their way to the front. "They're gonna grill us."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yep. You ready for it?" They rounded a corner and pushed the door open to the waiting area.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Sure I'm ready," he chuckled, dragging the sliding strap of his bag up over his shoulder again. "I can't freakin' wait to brag about you." </p><p><br /></p><p>The receptionist greeted them warmly and told them they were all caught up. Hizashi gave her a thumb's up and the couple made their way to the exit. </p><p><br /></p><p>"So the world will know we had damn near nonstop sex for a week."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Ten days," he corrected with a smirk. "You went extra, baby. I had to <i>squeeze</i> it all outta ya." </p><p><br /></p><p>Elly blushed. "Well, it's not exact."</p><p><br /></p><p>"I like to think you couldn't get enough of me." He patted his chest here and there, ostensibly checking that his outfit was all in order.</p><p><br /></p><p>"All the spikes and zippers are intact," she assured him. "I didn't tear it up." </p><p><br /></p><p>He raised his eyebrows at her, grinning like a fool while she trailed off, embarrassed. "There's a couple of scratches, though. 'Specially on the back that happened during the squeezing." He wiggled his eyebrows.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Don't go into <i>too</i> much detail, sweetie," she warned him with a playful slap on his tight, leather-clad rear. "I had to wring quite a bit out of you, too, remember?"</p><p><br /></p><p>He let out a low cough. "There's no way I could forget <i>that</i>."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Good."</p><p><br /></p><p>"There's the car U.A. sent." He pointed nervously. "I don't see anybody waitin', you wanna make a run for it?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"I can make us invisible, Zashi."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Oh, yeah!" He blinked down at himself. "Uh... are you doin' it - <i>ohmigod that's freaky</i>!"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Zashi!" She stifled her laughter with some difficulty. "Quiet, they can still hear us."</p><p><br /></p><p>"I don't think anyone's out there."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Whenever they find us, whatever they throw at us, it'll be fine."</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Elly Sketchithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379366244806552515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215088096790179351.post-39858382362469968752024-02-01T08:02:00.000-08:002024-02-01T08:02:50.994-08:00Hunger 9<p> <span style="font-size: 14px;">Hizashi was thrilled when she was calmer the day after their frenzied lovemaking. The center wouldn't let them out until it was certain, but it looked like Elly was on her way back to normal. They ate breakfast, exercised lightly and took a nap afterwards.</span></p><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">It was when he woke some time later that he noticed something was very wrong. The craving for sex was strong, a burning pain in every part that touched anything. The <i>need</i> hurt. It was like a deep seated itch that you could scratch yourself, but in doing so would only make it worse.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">The difference was that it was in <i>him</i>.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Ches? <i>Ches</i>?" He reached for her and panicked when she wasn't by his side. But as soon as he cried out the lights switched on and there she was, standing at the foot of the bed.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Looks like the world's sexiest DJ is in my bed."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">His golden eyes reflected the light, appearing green momentarily, then red as he shifted uncomfortably. She was wearing one of the robes they had been provided, a simple cloth garment that, in his state, appeared the sexiest lingerie possible.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly slowly unfastened the robe to fall at her feet. </span><span style="font-size: 14px;">Hizashi drew in a deep, shuddering breath as her naked body came into view.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"It's okay," she said in a soothing tone. "Don't worry."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">His breathing picked up and he inhaled so quickly that he choked, heart hammering in his chest. "What's <i>happening</i>?!" He gasped, panicking. "I - I'm all on fire and I can't even move, everything's too much!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"The doctors here have been using hormones to hold you back. It's caught up with you, that's all."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"But -"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"This is the part no one talks about," Elly murmured as she climbed on top of him. "You're going to be at my mercy for awhile, sweetie."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I trust you. I... ohmigod, yer so soft, oh god, uh. Uh. Ya sure?!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I'm sure." She nibbled on one of his ears and he turned his head, quickly giving her more access. "You took such good care of me. Let me return the favor."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He whimpered and bit his lip as the t-shirt he was wearing rubbed on his chest, the cloth tugging at his hardened nipples. The blush spreading across his nose flushed to his entire face all at once. "What the <i>hell</i>..!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Enjoy it," she suggested, running a hand across one pectoral muscle and cupping the bulge to toy with the firm nub. It felt strange, and he began to squirm until she removed his shirt and started using her fingers directly. "Your erogenous zones have almost doubled, so you're going to feel different."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Babe, wait, it's ...wh - oohhhh." Hizashi's mouth fell open as the niggling turned to delicious tugs of pleasure the more she teased him. "H - holy fuck."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She grinned and bent down, carefully lapping slow circles around the nipple and spiraling closer on each pass.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He started begging about a minute in.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Ah, please!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Please what?" She paused in the act of kissing in between the taught muscles.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Man, I dunno," he husked desperately. "I guess... suck on my nipples? Fuckkk, that'd be embarrassing if they didn't <i>ache</i> so bad!" He threw an arm over his face anyway when she kissed the tip.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"It shouldn't be embarrassing," she whispered, setting her lips directly on one and smiling when he gasped loudly. "It's hot. I love making you feel good."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Hnng... f - fuck." He closed his eyes to better experience the pleasure. "Harder, little more. <i>Yessss</i>."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly nibbled gently, distracting him so he didn't realize exactly what her fingers were up to until she nudged his thigh with one knee. "Up, sweetie."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Hunnh?" He blinked, saw that she had her fingers in the waistband of his boxer briefs and licked his lips. "Uh, yeah. Yeah."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Once he was completely nude she carefully closed her thighs around his firm length. In seconds he was thrusting between them, whining eagerly the whole time. She balanced as best she could, wobbling back and forth until she was forced to curl on top of him with her arms resting on the bed. The burn of such an intense yoga position was difficult to maintain but she was rewarded quickly.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">After only a few minutes he stiffened and let out a howl that reminded her of the older shock jock radio hosts. "Oh sweet <i>baby</i>!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Do you want to come like this or inside of me?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He licked his lips, his golden eyes wild as he stared up at her straddling him. "Ride me," he panted hoarsely. "I want you wrapped around me so hard we both hurt afterwards."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She took this as a challenge, not only because it was a special request but since it came after all the care he'd put into loving her for such a long time. Elly smiled at him, took several deep breaths and positioned herself.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"You asked for it."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Her legs trembled and her abdomen burned from the strain, but his cries of pleasure spurred her on. Luckily he was at his limit from the teasing and penetration felt so good he was quickly nearing orgasm.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Don't stop," he groaned. "Don't... stop, almost there, aah - <i>ahhh</i>lmost... oh god, baby, oh shit, my quirk!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She covered her ears, realizing in horror the dampener had worn off or he'd built up a resistance to it. Hizashi fought against the tickle in his throat, but now, as he drew breath into his lungs he could feel the capacity doubling and knew what it meant. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"It's okay," she said, raising her own voice and trying very hard to keep moving. "Room's soundproofed, there's no - ohmigod!" This last was shrieked in surprise and alarm as she was knocked back by the force of his shout. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">When she blinked into focus she saw Hizashi laying on his stomach reaching out for her.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I'm so sorry, Ches! I swear I tried to hold back but I blasted off like a rocket!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She giggled, swallowed air, then burped. This caused her to laugh even louder until she was rolling on the floor with mirth. He gaped at her for a couple seconds, then cracked a smile that turned into laughter as well. </span><br /><br /><!--/data/user/0/com.samsung.android.app.notes/files/clipdata/clipdata_bodytext_240201_100226_838.sdocx-->Elly Sketchithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379366244806552515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215088096790179351.post-36055966365668873722023-12-20T12:40:00.000-08:002023-12-20T12:40:58.883-08:00Flirt wars gf<p> Hizashi was about to sit down by his computer in the shared teacher's office when Aizawa nudged him. </p><p><br /></p><p>"What?"</p><p><br /></p><p>Surprisingly, Yagi answered from across the desk. "You're needed in the lounge, Mic."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Whaaat?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"You should take off your neck speaker," he added.</p><p><br /></p><p>"It's Cheshire," Aizawa grunted shortly. </p><p><br /></p><p>Moments later as his unoccupied seat was spinning and the door slammed shut behind him the taciturn homeroom teacher smirked at All Might. "That's how you make him run," he snickered.</p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi fumbled his neck gear off as he walked, pushing the door open to the break room uneasily. He heard Cheshire immediately. She was hissing and spluttering under her breath, angered obviously by what she was staring at on her phone. He dropped his speaker carefully on a table and approached.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Are you okay, babe?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"No!" She showed her teeth in a snarl. "This is too far. They've <i>gone too far</i> I - I can't -"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Okay! Let's just..." Hizashi leaned over and slowly gripped her phone in two fingers, treating it as if it were a live snake. "Here we go. Let's put <i>this</i> away. It's makin' you hurt."</p><p><br /></p><p>"But -"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Nope." He tossed it on top of a shelf in the corner and turned around, crossing his arms.</p><p><br /></p><p>"<i>Hizashi</i>, I'm too <i>short</i> to reach that!"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yeah. I know."</p><p><br /></p><p>"But can't I just finish -"</p><p><br /></p><p>"No." His chin firmed with his eyebrows drawn in a tight frown. "It's hurting you." </p><p><br /></p><p>"But don't you want to know -"</p><p><br /></p><p>"<i>No</i>." He crossed back over and sat beside her on the couch, reaching out to place his arm around her shoulders. "You can't <i>breathe</i>, Ches. You need to stop. Here... what can we do instead? What d'ya wanna do, maybe listen to some music? Read a book?"</p><p><br /></p><p>Elly sighed with frustration, her ears laying back. "I don't know."</p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi found a playlist on his phone and turned it on. Calming instrumental music filled the room.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Is that okay?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yeah." She leaned into his side, making it easy for him to feel the tension throughout her body. </p><p><br /></p><p>"But not all better," he mused. "You're gonna pass out if you don't chill out."</p><p><br /></p><p>"I need to be in my office in half an hour."</p><p><br /></p><p>"I'm not letting you go until you can walk without wobbling all around," he warned. </p><p><br /></p><p>"I can't just calm down that fast!"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Well, then," he murmured close to one furry ear, "what about a cuddle? Will that help, baby?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"<i>Mic -</i>" she began in a huff but let out a small squeak when he pulled her onto his lap. </p><p><br /></p><p>"What's up?" Hizashi asked cheerfully. "No cuddle?" He made a show of pouting and looked so overly sad with huge, pleading eyes that she giggled. </p><p><br /></p><p>"Okay, okay. But we'll have to deal with all the crazy rumors after this. The kids <i>and</i> staff already think we're dating. <i>The media thinks you're with somebody else, though</i>," she added under her breath.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Ohhhh, is <i>that</i> what's got ya pissed?" He shrugged, wrapping his arms around her. "I'm not seeing anybody. I wanna, but she thinks all the rumors are crazy." He rolled his eyes dramatically.</p><p><br /></p><p>She craned her neck to look up at him and found he was blushing. "What exactly are you saying, Mic?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Oh. I guess, uh. You wanna date?"</p><p><br /></p><p>A quarter of an hour later an extremely smug Present Mic strolled into the office and sat down. It was approximately five seconds until he couldn't hold out any more and proceeded to tell everyone how he'd gotten a <i>girlfriend</i>.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Elly Sketchithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379366244806552515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215088096790179351.post-2329171623814572982023-12-20T02:51:00.000-08:002023-12-20T02:51:03.999-08:00Hunger, 8<p> "That's right, baby. <i>Scream</i> for me! Ya know I <i>like it loud</i>."</p><p><br /></p><p>Elly twisted and turned on the bedsheets, clawing at them frantically as her lover pounded into her at a steady, even pace. Hizashi was at his outrageous best, wearing nothing but his Present Mic jacket with his hair done up in a tight bun to help prevent spillage.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Don't stop, don't stop, please!"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Ain't gonna," he panted hoarsely, arching his back as he thrust. "Remember, that last shot made me get it up but nothing's comin'. This is all for you - one final fuck so hard your heat'll be over."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Oh god, ohhh goddd..."</p><p><br /></p><p>He giggled wickedly and dropped a quick kiss on her cheek. "Hold on, babygirl, this party's only <i>just</i> begun."</p><p><br /></p><p>The man had stamina, but this was something else. The staff were concerned her heat was taking so long and told him to "do his best" at least one more time. More than a week of repeated sex had definitely taken its toll on him, yet he said would do it as long as necessary, no questions asked. And so he threw himself into the act as fully as possible, giving in to the pull and push, working his muscles as she shook uncontrollably underneath him.</p><p><br /></p><p>After awhile Elly threw back her head, her throat working. "Mic, oh god Mic that's it -"</p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi blinked as sweat dripped into his eye but he didn't dare move his hands to wipe it away. Instead he concentrated, trying to deepen his thrusts to match her weak flops towards him. She was as extremely tired as he was and he knew one more orgasm would put her out like a light.</p><p><br /></p><p>She needed that.</p><p><br /></p><p>He <i>really</i> hadn't counted on how extremely physical the last few days had been. He knew the stories about anthros and their cycles but thought, like everyone else, that they were highly exagerrated. Tales involving sex always got blown up on the internet, and a lot of guys loved bragging.</p><p><br /></p><p>Turns out it was very close to what those who had reportedly been through with their partners. </p><p><br /></p><p>It also turned out that quite a few of those people had not, in fact, been boasting, but warning those that thought it would be a fun undertaking. Not to say this wasn't genuinely rewarding, and at times very enjoyable.</p><p><br /></p><p>Fun, however, was not what it was about at the moment. </p><p><br /></p><p><i>Damn it, it's not working</i>!</p><p><br /></p><p>"Havin' trouble, Ches?"</p><p><br /></p><p>She whimpered, her fingers grasping his shoulders in a tight grip. The leather helped; he was unharmed though her nails were digging in. "Close but I can't!"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Whatcha need, babygirl? Tell me."</p><p><br /></p><p>"You're not into it!"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Oh, I'm into it." He laughed when she shot him a narrow-eyed look. "I <i>am</i>. Just not gonna finish this time. That the problem? I'm not coming?"</p><p><br /></p><p>She nodded - at least he thought she did, her body was jiggling impressively with each movement he made. </p><p><br /></p><p>"You want me to fake it, baby? You <i>do</i> feel good."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Anything," she gasped, "anything. Please."</p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi moaned softly in her ear. "Mnn, baby, you fit me so <i>perfect</i>."</p><p><br /></p><p>She gulped audibly. "Oh!"</p><p><br /></p><p>"That's it, that's it," he continued, his breath hot and causing her ear to twitch as he panted. "So good, yeah?" He wriggled a hand between them to rub at her upper sex, a tricky maneuver while still thrusting inside her but he was incredibly flexible as well as running on the high energy he was known for. "You make me come so hard, I wanna come -" He threw his head back, throat working to utter a series of scandalous moans that rose in pitch. It was over-the-top acting even by the worst pornographic film standards, but it worked. Hearing him sound like he was in the throes of ecstacy combined with this extreme stimulation tossed Elly over the edge. </p><p><br /></p><p>"<i>Yes</i>!"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Oh, babygirl," he gasped as she shrieked his hero name several times. "Thank fuck. Good, good, it's okay, let go... that's right." </p><p><br /></p><p>She collapsed backwards and he hurriedly pulled out and checked her pulse. It was racing but as he waited began to slowly even out. Hizashi sighed in relief and kissed her sweaty forehead. Only then did he notice his own body was disgustingly slick under the heavy jacket, straggling bits of his long hair that fell out of the bun sticking to his neck and shoulders. He grimaced and stood up, bracing himself with one hand on a nightstand since his leg muscles were twitching wildly. Elly muttered something unintelligible, her eyes closed in sleep while he waited. When he was certain he was physically capable of movement he stretched, placing his hands at the small of his back. </p><p><br /></p><p>"Aw'right, gotta clean up," he muttered to himself as he grabbed a nearby towel. This was used to very carefully wipe Elly down before tucking a fresh sheet around her. She sighed happily in her sleep, grabbing a handful of soft fabric and cuddling deeper into the pillow. "I love you so fuckin' much, baby," he whispered, and kissed her cheek this time. </p><p><br /></p><p>She purred in response, sensing his touch. He smiled, then waddled unsteadily off to the bathroom dropping his jacket on the floor as he went.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Elly Sketchithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379366244806552515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215088096790179351.post-21975296786771020222023-12-20T02:49:00.000-08:002023-12-20T02:49:39.107-08:00Hunger, 7<p> "Yeah, let's. I'm getting cold, anyway."</p><p><br /></p><p>The couple dried off and wandered into the bedroom to put their fluffy robes back on. As they did they heard a beep from the door and Hizashi wandered over to look out into the tiny foyer that seperated their suite from the outside. </p><p><br /></p><p>"Hey, it must be dinner time," he called out.</p><p><br /></p><p>Elly poked her head out of the bedroom. "I <i>was</i> getting kind of hungry."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yeah, look." Hizashi pulled open the front door and rolled in a cart with multiple covered dishes. "They probably set this out while we were in the bathroom."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Bring it on over, sweetie. I want to be disgustingly sinful and eat in bed."</p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi squirmed with delight at the name and complied with a flourish.</p><p><br /></p><p>The food was excellent but then he noticed there was a bottle on the side of the cart. "What's this? Sake? Really?!"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Is it any good?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Ohhhh ho ho ho. Try this," he husked, setting his cup to her lips.</p><p><br /></p><p>Elly drank, then started purring as the liquid blossomed into warmth in her belly. "Oh, that's <i>good</i>. I wonder why they let us have alcohol?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"No idea. Maybe it's to help us relax." He cupped her cheek in his hand and kissed her deeply. "Mmmn... that's even sweeter."</p><p><br /></p><p>"<i>You're</i> sweeter," she giggled.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Nuh uh. You."</p><p><br /></p><p>She laughed harder. Hizashi's lips twitched and he drank again, then sighed deeply.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Oh, <i>fuck</i>," he breathed. "I think I know why they gave us that wine."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yeah."</p><p><br /></p><p>"There was somethin' in it, right?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yeah," she whispered, clinging to him and also breathing slowly. "Wine masks the taste."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Hmm. They monitor us, so..."</p><p><br /></p><p>"They'll take action if someone's not eating or sleeping well. We only managed a little nap before. Probably wasn't enough."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yeah, 'cause right now I feel like a semi just dropped on top of me." He yawned hugely, stretching one arm over his head but keeping the other slung about her waist. "We better get settled, honey. Or we'll keel over right here."</p><p><br /></p><p>They pushed the cart some distance away and lay back on the huge mattress. Elly rolled into his arms right away. "I wish this could last forever." She buried her face in his chest, completely content.</p><p><br /></p><p>He raised both eyebrows. "Your heat?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Noooo. This."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Me an' you?" Hizashi shifted his legs around hers and sighed. "Baby, I'm not going <i>anywhere</i>. If you want me forever, you got me."</p><p><br /></p><p>"...too good to be true," came the muffled reply.</p><p><br /></p><p>"You'll see," he promised. "If I hafta shout it in public every day I'll do it." His golden eyes brightened, but for once he held his tongue as a wonderful idea struck him.</p><p><br /></p><p>"I'll do anything to be with you forever."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Mmm hmm. Well, here's the list. You ready? You're gonna hafta date me for awhile, put up with a gross amount of affection," Hizashi squeezed her once and she giggled faintly. "No, I mean it. I'm gonna shower you with so much love we'll make everyone around us puke." He thought for a moment, then added, "At the very least we'll get Aizawa. He <i>hates</i> that kind of thing."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Funnnn. Then what."</p><p><br /></p><p>"I'll ask you a question you'd better be ready for!" He snickered wickedly. "Although, I doubt you'll be able to prepare. I'm gonna work really hard to surprise you all the time."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Pfff, already know the answer."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Oh? What is it?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yes," she murmured so low he almost didn't hear. Hizashi fell asleep with a smile.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Elly Sketchithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379366244806552515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215088096790179351.post-10142940723395350682023-09-27T07:49:00.004-07:002023-09-27T07:49:33.570-07:00relationshipadvice<p> <span style="font-size: 14px;"><b>I'm (30f) madly in love with my colleague (32m) and don't what to do</b></span></p><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;"><b>ThrowRAmadlyinlove</b>:</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;"><i>Okay, so I need to know what others think. I'm in love with one of my colleagues. I swore I'd never trust any man since none have loved me back (not even family). But this guy ...I was there before I realized and it's too late for me to distance myself.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">I'm currently in Japan, and the work culture here is different from what I'm used to. Hell, everything is different, but here you spend even more time with co-workers than in the US. I've been seeing him at work and during casual nights for long enough to get to know him very well. We stayed late when the others left and have become friends (he's called me a friend but he's friendly to a lot of people..?)</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">It might sound creepy to say I'm in love but we're in an industry where we rely on each other for our lives and have been in tight situations. Also, I've known him for a year now and we've been out almost every Friday night since we met, sometimes more. We even "live together" in a dorm type situation. I even know some of his bathroom habits!</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Anyway, I've done a lot of work on myself in therapy but I'll always have issues. I'm scared and don't know what to do. Normally I'd ignore my feelings but they're too strong. He's a sweet man and he'd let me down easy, I think, but that's just it. I know deep down he can't like me back and I don't want to be hurt, especially after falling so hard despite myself.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">What do I do?</span><br />
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<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly's tailtips twitched as she read the post on her phone. The responses were mixed; she'd guessed as a therapist what most folks would say and she knew her own textbook response.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">What she <i>hadn't</i> counted on was losing her anonymity.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly wasn't really sure how the redditor guessed who she was or why the rest believed them. She only knew that an hour after posting this on her lunch break it was on the main page, flooded with replies and had gone viral elsewhere.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She did the only thing she could - hid in her office and hoped for the best.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Of course she knew he'd see it.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">There was a rapid series of knocks at her door before she was finished praying to every diety she could think of to beg he would somehow miss it.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Hey, uh... Ches?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly let her forehead fall heavily onto her desk with a defeated groan. "Ughhhhh, come in."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Hizashi stuck his head inside first, his hair rustling as the giant blond spike preceeded him. He chuckled when he saw her and closed the door behind him. "Whoa, babe, you look wrecked. I won't screw around, okay." He paused, pulled out the chair in front of her desk and plopped down in it. "Is that really your reddit post everybody's talking about?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Yes."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Oh." He raised his eyebrows, looking down his nose as his sunglasses slipped to reveal his wide, golden eyes. "Is the guy All Might?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly stared at him incredulously for a second, then burst into tears. He jumped to his feet and rushed over to her, kneeling to be on her level.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"It's okay! It's gonna be okay. He's not gonna hurt you, like, I don't think he even -"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"<i>It's not All Might</i>!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"What?!" </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"It's not All Might," she repeated sadly. She reached out with a shaky hand and hesitantly, carefully cupped his right cheek in a cold palm. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Hizashi's shades slipped further, his eyes huge. "Oh my god," he choked, "it's me? Ches, is it <i>me</i>?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She jerked her hand away, flinching, as his came up but all he did was remove the giant speaker from his neck. Once that was placed aside, he took her wrist and gently guided her hand back to where it had been. He leaned into the touch, closing his eyes and trying to think how he could reassure her.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Instead of the million little things he'd always thought of saying that were loving or supportive he blurted out, "You wanna come over tonight after work?"</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;"><b>She (30f) likes me (32m)! How do I not fuck this up????</b></span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;"><b>ThrowRAloudAFlover</b>:</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;"><i>Old as time lyrics, yo! She's into me and we're gonna meet up. So we're close enough that we can skip the "getting to know each other" part. But she's giving out a serious vibe and I think she wants to seal the deal!!!!</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">YEAAAAHHHHH ♡♡♡</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">But also</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Like</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">SHIT</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">I need help QUICK! How do I:</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">- help her realize she's awesome</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 14px;">- make this night extra special</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 14px;">- keep quiet during (you know), and I mean QUIET or I'll get in serious trouble </span>
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<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Edit: FFS MY DUDES OKOK you know who we are but now you get why I need tips or she's gonna be deafened HEEEEELLLLP</i></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><!--/data/user/0/com.samsung.android.app.notes/files/clipdata/clipdata_bodytext_230927_094850_117.sdocx-->Elly Sketchithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379366244806552515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215088096790179351.post-2046161993238581952023-09-26T11:43:00.002-07:002023-09-26T11:43:32.213-07:00Mental Health Help<p> It wasn't quite dark yet, but it was far after school hours and the teachers at U.A. were mostly winding down for the night.</p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi Yamada was not.</p><p><br /></p><p>He dashed down the dormitory hall, necklaces bouncing on his chest as he scrambled to find the school counselor, his scheduled partner in crime.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Hey hey! M'almost ready to leave for the bar, where you at, <i>where you at</i>?" He opened her door but stopped cold as he realized the room was dark. "Ches?"</p><p><br /></p><p>She was curled up on her bed in a tight ball with her striped tail wrapped around her. As his eyes adjusted to the lack of light he saw her shoulders shaking and he stepped forward catiously.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Hey..?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Sorry." Elly very obviously struggled to control her crying so she could speak. He could see this was a massive effort, akin to someone lifting a huge amount of physical weight. She got under it, and, with a heavy grunt of determination rolled her shoulders back. Hizashi watched her eyes come back into focus with relief. "Oh. The bar."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yeah, are you okay?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"No."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Oh." He blinked, startled. It was strange dealing with someone other than Aizawa that spoke so bluntly, but he liked that about them both. "Are you sick? D'ya need Chiyo..?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"No... it's my illness. My brain is sort of fixating on bad memories and ideas," she explained. "I can't stop it."</p><p><br /></p><p>"I knew you had bad days, like, moods an' stuff. It's more, though, yeah?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yeah. It's just..." Elly sighed deeply and rubbed at her eyes with her thumb and forefinger. "It's hard, sometimes, not having anyone special to make things better."</p><p><br /></p><p>"I thought we were tight, yo." Hizashi's face grew sad, his expressive eyes fixed on hers. "You can come to <i>me</i> if yer upset."</p><p><br /></p><p>"I know." Her cheeks grew a darker red color all at once and she broke eye contact to stare at her hands fidgeting in her lap. "I know, but - well, but you're such an outgoing guy. You shouldn't have to stay in because I don't want to go. Have fun."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Uh... you sure?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yes. I want you to go. I'll be fine."</p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi ran his hand across the top of his head, patting the messy bun at the back. The door closed behind him and he sighed, pausing to think about what happened.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yamada." He was deep in thought and jumped to one side, arms flailing, when someone stepped out of the shadowed hallway beside him. </p><p><br /></p><p>Wheezing, he clutched his chest and stared balefully at the tall man standing near. "Holy <i>shit</i>, All Might, for such a big dude you can be crazy quiet."</p><p><br /></p><p>Yagi smiled at him, but pointed at the door. "Is Miss Elly not coming out? I thought I heard a disturbance."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Doesn't feel like it. She said she'll be okay, though."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Hmm." Yagi stared for a moment at her closed door. "I think she wants you to stay," he said at last.</p><p><br /></p><p>"But she said -"</p><p><br /></p><p>"She may not want to force the issue." The tall man placed a hand on Hizashi's shoulder. "You've heard about her past?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"A little." He frowned. "We're close friends, we've had some long talks, you know, aside from the mandatory therapy stuff."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yes." The tall man nodded, tilting his head to one side as he thought.</p><p><br /></p><p>"You've talked with her too, yeah? You've been to America. Even though she never really seems homesick she likes being around people that speak English now an' then."</p><p><br /></p><p>"It's not just that, though. I can't tell you things we've spoken of in confidence, of course. But I <i>can</i> suggest that if she's upset she would want comfort."</p><p><br /></p><p>"She said that," he admitted. "But then told me to leave. Why don't <i>you</i> go?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Because she sees you in a different way than just a friend."</p><p><br /></p><p>"<i>Close</i> friend," he chirped brightly.</p><p><br /></p><p>"That's why it has to be <i>you</i>, Yamada," he asserted quietly.</p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi frowned at her closed door, worry beginning to work its way into his tightly pinched brow again. "I don't want to upset her."</p><p><br /></p><p>"I don't think you can." Yagi placed a hand on his shoulder and squeezed once in encouragement. The other man sighed and walked over, knocking before opening the door a crack.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Ches? I'm still here."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Hizashi?" She sniffled. "I <i>hurt</i>, and it's <i>bad</i>, and I can't stop it."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Do you want a hug?" Hizashi sat on the bed and stretched his arms wide. She looked him over very carefully, noting his lower voice and smaller, more serious, but still light-hearted smile. </p><p><br /></p><p>"Ohhhh... ummm, you don't have to if you don't want." She nervously crossed her arms, her ears laid low. "I know you want to go to the -"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Nah, babygirl." Hizashi decided that he was going to have to step up his game. "What I <i>want</i> is to hold you." He raised an eyebrow and reached slowly out. "Is that okay?"</p><p><br /></p><p>Elly locked up at <i>babygirl</i>, in such disbelief at the nickname she didn't protest. He carefully wrapped his arms around her and sat still while she adjusted to the unexpected affection. His hold was loose at first so she could pull away if she wanted, but after a minute she drew in a huge, shuddering breath and clung tightly to him.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Ahhhhh." Her hands gripped his t-shirt, her body shaking. "There we go. Let that shit out."</p><p><br /></p><p>"I'm so afraid!"</p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi rubbed her upper back gently in small circles. "Of what?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"I - I can't..!"</p><p><br /></p><p>"S'okay, babe." He hugged her close. "I won't let anything hurt you."</p><p><br /></p><p>"You won't like me if you see me like this!"</p><p><br /></p><p>"But -" </p><p><br /></p><p><i>I'm</i> already <i>seeing you like this</i>.</p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi's heart nearly broke with sympathy. He <i>knew</i> what this felt like, had his whole life. He was loud and over-the-top almost all the time, having suppressed Yamada Hizashi in favor of Present Mic. Many people judged him because they only saw that persona. They deemed him stupid, not worth listening to and his colleages talked over him in important meetings. Even his friends often shoved him away when he tried to offer help.</p><p><br /></p><p>Ches <i>never did, though. She won't reject me... right</i>?</p><p><br /></p><p>"Okay." He took a steady, deep breath. "You like me, yeah?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Y - yes!" The reply was vehement enough that her body jerked in his arms.</p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi coughed uncomfortably. "Even though I'm really fuckin' annoying? I'm loud, make lots of bad jokes and uh, I'm in people's personal space too much."</p><p><br /></p><p>"You're not annoying! You radiate positive vibes and - and, and... ohhh."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yup." He smiled at her as she pulled back to stare at him, wiping her teary eyes with light touches of his fingertips. "I see you better than <i>you</i> see you. And it's good. Even the messy stuff."</p><p><br /></p><p>Her lower lip trembled and she reached out blindly towards him. He held his hands up and they clasped together. </p><p><br /></p><p>Later both would say it seemed like it was hours, but they sat for a couple of minutes breathlessly staring into each other's eyes until he broke the spell by tugging her hands up to his lips. He pressed a small kiss on each wrist before letting them go.</p><p><br /></p><p>"D'ya trust me, babe?"</p><p><br /></p><p>She shook her head but he was relieved to see she was only trying to focus. Elly rubbed her eyes and nodded. "Yes."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Okay then! We're gonna have a stay-in date. Meet me on the couch whenever you're ready." He rushed out in excitement, throwing her a finger gun and a wink before the door closed.</p><p><br /></p><p>Elly sat there, bemused, until she realized he said <i>date</i> and hurried to freshen up. When she walked cautiously out into the common area she got another surprise.</p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi grinned over at her from the smaller of the two couches, remote in hand. "Look, I got, what's it called, Disney Plus or whatever on this thing. We can watch <i>Alice in Wonderland</i>!"</p><p><br /></p><p>Her eyes widened and she caught her breath, her face feeling quite warm all of a sudden.</p><p><br /></p><p>Yagi was sitting in his room getting ready to head to the bar when he heard a familiar voice swear in surprise outside.</p><p><br /></p><p>When he came out to see what Aizawa was exclaiming at, he found the two snuggled up on the couch. Hizashi had his arm around her and she was talking animatedly about the scene unfolding onscreen. The blond-haired man's expression was very soft as he paid close attention.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Ah, ha. So he did it."</p><p><br /></p><p>"I didn't think he had the balls," the grumpy man admitted. "They've been pining over each other for months."</p><p><br /></p><p>"He realized she needed him." He paused, then smiled broadly. "Yamada would have never confessed for himself, but he became very protective when he saw her hurting."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Huh." Aizawa side-eyed him until Yagi started to cough.</p><p><br /></p><p>"I only helped a <i>little</i>!"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Sure."</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Elly Sketchithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379366244806552515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215088096790179351.post-28716861063126276072023-07-13T19:04:00.002-07:002023-07-13T19:04:48.350-07:00Hot fix<p> It had been one of those days. Not everything had gone wrong, really, just enough to cause Elly to wordlessly walk past her boyfriend as he sat on the couch, her Hero outfit falling to the floor as she mindlessly sought the comfort of a hot shower.</p><p><br /></p><p>Aizawa Shota was not one to take that lightly.</p><p><br /></p><p>He easily inferred she had a rough day and made plans, waiting patiently for her to finish cleaning up in the bathroom.</p><p><br /></p><p>Elly took her time showering, enjoying the refreshing fall of water and sweet-smelling steam. She got out and dried her short hair and tail carefully, shaking herself in front of the mirror with satisfaction. "Better go grab some clothes," she sighed.</p><p><br /></p><p>Upon opening the bedroom door, however, she saw her boyfriend seated on the bed dressed in dark clothing, wearing his capture weapon with an enigmatic expression on his scruffy features. She smiled a sheepish smile and was about to apologize for ignoring him when she was caught tightly in several layers of his binding cloth. He pulled sharply and she flew into his arms, then rolled onto the mattress. Elly was too winded to say anything until he gently set her down, the scarf-like pieces unraveling from around her body. As soon as he did she sat up at the waist in protest.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Shota!"</p><p><br /></p><p>He shook his head and laid a finger on his lips.</p><p><br /></p><p>Aizawa straddled her, his dark eyes sparkling mischievously. He reached down and pulled the hem of his black shirt up with one hand, exposing his chest and firm, sculpted abdomen. The warm skin thrust at her in an aggressively sexual manner, his back arched and other arm behind him. </p><p><br /></p><p>He'd <i>shaved</i> his chest. The skin was smooth with no trace of the dark, furry hair that normally covered it. The hair started at his navel now, a light dusting that trailed lower.</p><p><br /></p><p>And as she looked - how could she not, with this mouth-watering display put on for her benefit -- her eyes dropped and she saw the button on his fly was undone. Only a tantalizing glimpse of dark hair and shadows was exposed, but of course the bulge in his slacks indicated the treat that lay in wait. </p><p><br /></p><p>His smile was a touch smug but more confident than full of ego; when she raised her eyes he pointed at the bed in an obvious command: <i>lay down</i>.</p><p><br /></p><p>So she did.</p><p><br /></p><p>All her cares and worry vanished with the brush of his lips on hers and warm, strong hands caressing her body. He kissed her naked body slowly, his hot mouth trailing after his hands and covering every inch of flesh as he passed it. She squirmed and writhed, gasping as his stubble rasped lightly on her sensitive skin. Aizawa took note of this and paused to rub his cheek on her belly, staring hotly up at her all the while. </p><p><br /></p><p>"Baby, that tickles," she giggled.</p><p><br /></p><p>He raised an eyebrow and did it again on the other side, slower this time.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Ohmigod, <i>Sh</i> -" </p><p><br /></p><p>He hefted himself up on his hands and quickly silenced her with a passionate kiss. One turned into several, and he was soon growling softly as he pressed against her with an urgency that took her breath away.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Eraser..?"</p><p><br /></p><p>Nope.</p><p><br /></p><p>She wasn't addressing him the wrong way. He still hushed her with his body and a stern, though loving, look. Elly finally got the message: no talking whatsoever.</p><p><br /></p><p>Moaning, however, was apparently allowed.</p><p><br /></p><p>She bit her lip, a hiss of pleasure escaping her as his kisses trailed down her neck to her breasts. He chuckled wickedly, a dark, velvety snicker, and ran the tip of his tongue up toward a hardened nipple. Instead of licking directly, however, he started a slow, lazy spiral from the outermost area. After a few minutes, Elly started biting her lip harder in an agony of torturous pleasure. When Aizawa noticed he let out an exaggerated hum of concern and pulled away to stop her with a kiss. She squirmed but he lapped at the chewed-up skin, his dark eye burning into hers.</p><p><br /></p><p><i>Okay. None of that either, then.</i></p><p><br /></p><p>She nodded in understanding and her reward was exactly what she needed, his mouth closing on her breast, lips suckling until she really couldn't help but cry his name.</p><p><br /></p><p>"<i>Shota</i>"</p><p><br /></p><p>He grunted approval and raised himself on his arms above her, wobbling only slightly away from his legless side. "Do you want me?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yes!" </p><p><br /></p><p>"All right." </p><p><br /></p><p>She knew better; she really did. And yet the man broke her on a daily basis with love and the care he put into making her feel good. So yes, she knew better, but was <i>still</i> shocked to the core when he shoved her knees further apart, spreading them wide enough the muscles burned lightly. He thrust inside without further warning, a thrill streaking up her belly from the quick movement. When she opened her mouth, however, he crushed his own over hers again, swallowing her cries as he arched back.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Good kitty."</p><p><br /></p><p>He thrust forward again, holding her down so she couldn't buck up into his movements and deepen the penetration. Elly whined, craving more, but let him do as he wished. When he saw she was restraining herself he rewarded her with a sharp twist of his hips, a quick thrill that left her desperate for more. Knowing he didn't want her to speak, however, she groaned and let her head fall to one side on the pillow. </p><p><br /></p><p>Aizawa kissed her on the cheek, a silent apology before starting an even rhythm that burned away the ache into a slow growing orgasm. She strained for it, eager, but every time she tried he stopped and kissed her until she relaxed again. How he was holding back for so long was a complete mystery to her, yet she hadn't much time to ponder anything as he was demanding her full attention. Her focus narrowed and it was clear when she let go, her eyes glazing over and mouth parting. His lips twitched in a sly grin when he saw. She whimpered and reached for him again, and this time he bent forward so she could grasp his shoulder blades.</p><p><br /></p><p>"I'll let that slide, my queen," he told her breathlessly, still moving his hips. "Mostly because you're going to need to <i>hold on</i>."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yes," she gasped, gripping tightly with hips and hands. "Yes, faster! Faster, baby - I'm close and I need this so much!"</p><p><br /></p><p>"I know," he murmured, kissing her sweaty forehead. He took a deep breath, arched his back for a full second, and flung himself smoothly into the act with a kind of ferocity she had never known. On an ordinary day it might have been a little frightening but she wanted this, <i>needed</i> to be wrecked so hard she lost herself. </p><p><br /></p><p>"Deeper, please!"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Raise your legs," he snapped brusquely. "Give them to me, here." His rough palms clutched them tight, lifting them up his waist to his back. "Can you cross your ankles?" She immediately did and her new angle provided the easiest, deepest penetration. It wasn't long until she was weeping with the force of her orgasm and he let her cry it out. If not for the sticky smear on one of her thighs, Elly wouldn't have been certain that he came or not. He'd been silent and watchful even then.</p><p><br /></p><p>Aizawa rolled over on his back beside her, one long-fingered hand finding and entwining with hers. They lay there for a long time letting their bodies cool and their breathing slow. </p><p><br /></p><p>Elly was the one to break the silence. "Thank you."</p><p><br /></p><p>He shrugged. "I love you."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Thank you for that, too."</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Elly Sketchithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379366244806552515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215088096790179351.post-61835669541871828792023-07-12T21:32:00.003-07:002023-07-12T21:32:42.187-07:00Hunger, 6<p> Hizashi paused to rummage through his bag before getting into the shower. He pulled out a small square of plastic while Elly stared.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Oh, baby, it's not a condom." He laughed and opened the packet to reveal a shower cap. "Go on and get in, start without me. I need to make sure my hair stays dry." She nodded and picked up the soap while he reached back to make sure the massive blond pile was fully covered under the cap. Satisfied, he stepped in and washed several key areas, letting the water rinse him fresh again.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Okay, we're cleaned up! On to the fun part."</p><p><br /></p><p>"F - fun?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yep. Move into the tub, please? There's a little seat for you. I'll set up the water." He turned off the shower and stepped out and back into the other area, which was more like a hot tub than a bath itself. After fiddling with the dials for a moment he was satisfied the water was filling properly and he knelt in front of her.</p><p><br /></p><p>"How you doing, Ches? You look fidgety."</p><p><br /></p><p>"I'm - I'm on fire," she sobbed, twisting and turning, her wet legs sliding aimlessly against each other. </p><p><br /></p><p>"My poor baby," he whispered, his heart in his eyes as he laid his head in her lap. "What do you want? What do you need?" The water was up to his lower legs, swirling around and splashing a little as he moved.</p><p><br /></p><p>"I need to come," she sniffled. "But I don't, I don't know..."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Get greedy, baby. Tell me <i>anything</i> you want." Hizashi kissed her knee. "Y'know, ya still haven't quite let go. I have to ease you into it every time."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Bad memories."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yeah." He looked sad momentarily, then sighed, tugging his hair free of the cap and unfastening the soft band to run his fingers through it a few times. "I know what might help, though. Remember to tell me if I do anything you're not comfortable with." Satisfied it was dry enough he fastened the long, blond locks into a triple bun.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Uh huh." She wiggled her rear on the seat which had a small rubber mat for comfort and safety's sake. Hizashi made puppy dog eyes at her until she blushed and admitted she wanted kisses.</p><p><br /></p><p>He started with her forehead and moved from there, taking his time and drawing each one out with tongue and soft nuzzles of his lips. </p><p><br /></p><p>"Your mustache is so sexy," she panted when he paused. "It turns me on when I feel it on my skin."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Much better," he praised in encouragement. "Soooo much better. And as an added bonus - that makes me feel good, too." He kissed her navel and impishly decided to dip his tongue inside.</p><p><br /></p><p>She whimpered and scratched the back of his neck lightly with her nails as her fingers spasmed. "Zashi..!"</p><p><br /></p><p>"What d'ya want, sweetheart?" The feathery soft brushes of his lips dropping lower and lower were driving her insane. He knew what she wanted but also that she had less than pleasant experiences in the past. If he could gently urge her to open up, he could reinforce that he wasn't like the others. "I love you," he murmured, kissing her inner thigh. "I love you so much, baby. Let me show you. Tell me."</p><p><br /></p><p>Elly let out air in a huff that spoke volumes before answering in a shaky voice. "Want you to go down on me..." He heard her take a gulping breath before continuing, "w - want your head between my legs."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yes, <i>ma'am</i>," he replied enthusiastically.</p><p><br /></p><p>"I wasn't sure -"</p><p><br /></p><p>"I told you, baby - I'll do damn near anything for you." He stopped in the act of kissing her knee to look directly into her eyes. "This isn't a big deal, either. I'll always want to kiss you."</p><p><br /></p><p>"But -"</p><p><br /></p><p>"No buts. I love you. Oh, and let you in on a secret," he whispered, sliding into place as she lifted her legs to help. "I like havin' my hair pulled. Get close to the scalp if yer gonna yank and don't hold back."</p><p><br /></p><p>"It won't hurt you?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Not bad. It stings, is all." He grinned as he realized his throat felt more normal. "Heyyyy, the pills have been wearing off, so I've got a lot more power."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Why would that matter <i>ohmigod</i>!"</p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi licked a slow, long strip up her sex, humming softly all the while. The vibrations from his quirk turned the simple vocalization into a buzzing sensation, not unlike a vibrator but with added tongue. Elly's legs jerked but he was ready for that and ducked a little. </p><p><br /></p><p>He did, however, groan when she grasped desperately at his head, burying her fingers in his hair on the sides of the bun. Sure enough when he used his quirk again she tugged, and every pull went right to his lower belly in a delicious shock of pleasure. Encouraged, he moved faster, using her tightening grip on his hair to know when to back off to edge her gently from the brink of orgasm.</p><p><br /></p><p>He soon decided she needed that release, however, and kept on until she grew louder. Elly's body convulsed, pleasure fluttering through her in waves as he alternated between licking and humming. He would tell her later she screamed his name, but she wouldn't remember. She couldn't recall anything but how sweetly <i>perfect</i> the release felt - and how it lingered after he gave her a final kiss and drew back.</p><p><br /></p><p>"My <i>god</i>... H - Hih - Hi<i>zashi</i>."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yeah, babe." He splashed around until he was sitting beside her on another seat. "Better now?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"<i>Yes</i>." She waited for her heart to stop racing, breathing slow and deep. "You - that was... you were amazing." </p><p><br /></p><p>"Aw." He coughed and dipped his head shyly.</p><p><br /></p><p>"No, I'm seriously..." Elly stopped to gather her thoughts. "No man has <i>ever</i> made me feel the way you do. In every way."</p><p><br /></p><p>"You make me feel special." Hizashi paused to reflect and added, "I usually get told lots of bad stuff about me. But you <i>like</i> all the parts of me." He placed his arms around her and both of them started giggling when they almost slipped back into the tub. </p><p><br /></p><p>"Whoops!"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Erk!"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Maaaayyybe we should get out of the tub."</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Elly Sketchithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379366244806552515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215088096790179351.post-45335199475239969432023-07-10T21:20:00.000-07:002023-07-10T21:20:09.432-07:00Music appreciation<p> It started off as an ordinary English lesson from Present Mic at U.A, with him downing half a cup of coffee as the class pulled out the appropriate books from their bags.</p><p><br /></p><p>The plan that day was to practice what they'd learned so far, and it went fairly well. By the end of class everyone felt good about themselves, including Hizashi, who decided to try something new.</p><p><br /></p><p>"We're gonna end on a different note today. Come on over." Hizashi set his phone on the desk. It began playing from one of his playlists; the teens crowded around to listen.</p><p><br /></p><p>They immediately hit a snag.</p><p><br /></p><p>"This one's stupid," Bakugo snorted. He lifted his hand to skip to the next on the list.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Don't you dare!" Hizashi quickly snatched it out of the way. "It's not that bad."</p><p><br /></p><p>"It's pretty cheesy," Jiro muttered, wrinkling her nose. Several of the others agreed but some were still listening and witholding judgement.</p><p><br /></p><p>"It's dumb," Bakugo asserted.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Watch it," Ochako told him. "Remember you're trying to be better."</p><p><br /></p><p>"I'm already the best, damn it!"</p><p><br /></p><p>"I tried." She shrugged, looking aside at Jiro.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Okay, look. We listened," the dark-haired girl reasoned with her teacher. "I like music, but this is... uh. Why do you like this so much?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Does Ms. Chesire like it?" Mina burst out in sudden inspiration.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Well, yeah. That's <i>our</i> song, yo!" Hizashi sounded upset the kids could think such a thing was uncool. </p><p><br /></p><p>"The words are, um. I guess it's kind of romantic?" Midoriya shrugged, scratching his unruly mop of green hair. </p><p><br /></p><p>"<i>Romantic</i> and <i>special</i>?!" The self-professed shipper of the class leaped over as close as possible, her eyes wide with excitement. "Oooooh!" </p><p><br /></p><p>"Why is <i>this</i> your song, Mr. Yamada?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yeah, ribbit! You're like, a DJ and stuff -"</p><p><br /></p><p>"You've got a near-freaking unexhaustable knoweledge of music. Why this?!"</p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi's eyes widened in panic. He could see a slow grin creeping across Mina's face as her own eyes grew in realization. He began to panic, his mouth already going off on several different tangents trying to divert the conversation.</p><p><br /></p><p>Someone else got to it first, though.</p><p><br /></p><p>Mineta had been listening closely to the song and the Voice Hero's reactions as the others teased him. "Wait," he gasped, a dribble of blood tricking out of his nose. "Wait, is this what was playing when you guys <i>did it</i> the first time?!"</p><p><br /></p><p>Everyone looked up in perfect sync to view their English teacher's face, which by now was bright red across his cheeks and nose. His ears also burned hot but at least those were hidden by the headphones he wore. Normally his hazel eyes couldn't be seen either due to his sunglasses, but he was sweating so badly they slipped down his nose. They were giant and clearly filled with a certain kind of terror.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Holy shit he looks like he's gonna pop."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Since you're all, uh, talking, hey! Let's stick to English, okay? Learning English through music is really effective in terms of memorizing new vocabulary, 'cause like, ya know how songs get stuck in our minds -"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Mineta's <i>right</i>?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Thanks, dumbass," Bakugo groaned. "Every fucking time I hear this - shut up!" He snapped at them as they shouted at him. "<i>Every time we</i> all <i>hear this we're gonna think about that</i>!"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Think about what?" A new voice called lightly from the doorway.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Uh oh."</p><p><br /></p><p>Elly walked over to her boyfriend, her ears perking up. "Hey, this is the song that was playing when you confessed." She added in English, "When you told me you loved me."</p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi nodded. "Yeah." He slipped an arm around her shoulders and she leaned affectionately into his side. </p><p><br /></p><p>"Awww!"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Wait, I thought they had -"</p><p><br /></p><p>"You could've just told us that, geez."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yeah, we missed part of lunch for nothing."</p><p><br /></p><p>The class filed out, the couple watching until the door slid shut. Elly raised an eyebrow but before she could say anything Hizashi groaned.</p><p><br /></p><p>"They were right!" He pulled her into a massive hug and bent to bury his face in her hair, being careful that his giant neck gear didn't crush her. </p><p><br /></p><p>"They don't need to know you told me <i>during</i>," she chuckled. </p><p><br /></p><p>"I panicked!"</p><p><br /></p><p>"I know, dear."</p><p><br /></p><p>Just outside the door Mina Ashido clapped both hands over her mouth to stifle the shriek of glee that threatened to burst out. Jiro grimaced and retracted her ear jack from the panel. "I really didn't need to know that," she sighed dismally.</p><p><br /></p><p>"But it's so <i>cute</i>!"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yeah. Sure. You're gonna buy me that ice cream, right? Maybe I can drown my disgust in sweet stuff." She whipped her hand out to motion for the pink-skinned girl to stay quiet. "Uh uh, no. Don't you dare make a 'sweet' joke. I'm done."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Aw."</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Elly Sketchithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379366244806552515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215088096790179351.post-69367568779053886842023-07-06T23:56:00.004-07:002023-07-06T23:56:51.594-07:00Birthday 7/7/23<p> <span style="font-size: 14px;">Toshinori, Aizawa and the star of the day - Yamada Hizashi, birthday boy -- had gotten off work at nearly the same time this fine, sunny day. They had perhaps unconciously grouped together, each dressed casually as they relaxed on the couch in the teacher's dormitory.</span></p><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Yagi leaned over intently. "Well, what <i>do</i> you want for your birthday?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I dunno." Hizashi sat slumped over, looking bored as he flipped through channels on the television. "Yer still takin' me out for karaoke later, right?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Yes."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"That's fine." He shrugged. "I, uh..." He glanced over his shoulder at the kitchenette, his ears burning faintly. "That's all I want. My friends with me."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Aizawa grunted faintly, and though most people couldn't discern his emotions through subtle sounds like this Hizashi knew his friend. He shot the sleepy bundle a warning look.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Your birthday is on one of the most romantic days of the year," Yagi sighed. His sunken eyes followed the Voice Hero's in a knowing fashion.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Yeah, <i>tanabata</i>."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly rummaged around in the cabinets, cursing a little in English as she searched for the tea she'd bought. "Aha!" She exclaimed as she dug the tiny tin out of the corner of the drawer it had somehow manifested in this time.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">A shadow had been hovering in the hallway watching her and Eri appeared, her curiousity overcoming her shyness at last. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She scrunched her nose up and tugged at Elly's shirt sleeve. "E - excuse me, Miss Kitty..?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">The counselor bit her tongue to stifle the giggles that almost burst free at the child's nickname for her. "Yes, dear?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Why does Mr. Mic call you 'babygirl'?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">There was movement from the couch, a few intakes of breath and one snort as the teachers resting there overheard. Elly closed her eyes and took a deep breath before pouring hot water over her tea. "He's just being silly, that's all." She smiled down at the little girl. "Besides, that's the way he speaks. He called Eraser <i>baby</i> the other day, too."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Nuh uh," she insisted vehemently, shaking her head. "That's <i>different</i>. He calls people listeners and sometimes, um, baby. But he only calls you baby<i>girl</i>."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"He - he does?" Elly couldn't control the blush that spread across her cheeks. She looked over at the couch this time to see who was sitting there.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Toshinori was huddled down trying to hide, though he was too tall and she could clearly see him shaking with excitement - he was a romantic at heart and spoke with her previously about the other man. Aizawa couldn't care less, his eyes closed and head tilted far back as he rested, but the man beside him was bolt upright with a blush on his ears that rivaled her own. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Their eyes met and he blinked rapidly several times before he jumped over the couch and darted down the hall into safety.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Coward," she muttered, though not crossly.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Yeah, he does," Eri insisted.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Well, I <i>am</i> a girl, right? That's probably why."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Eri let out an exasperated sigh. "Noooo, he only calls <i>you</i> that. Not other girls, either."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Hey, little listener!" Hizashi popped out from the hallway surprising them both. "I heard you got a question that involves me, yeah?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Mr. Mic!" She hopped with excitement. "You can answer me, can't you?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"What's the question?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Why do you call her -" she gestured to Elly, "babygirl?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Ohhhhhh, that's <i>easy</i>!" His smile grew, though the blush had spread from his ears to across his nose and cheeks. </span><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I do it 'cause Ches is my most super-special pretty city kitty."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">To say that Eri was irritated wouldn't do the emotion justice - she blew out her cheeks and stomped one foot, a pout crossing her sweet little face. "<i>That's just more nicknames</i>!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Hizashi chuckled awkwardly and took a deep breath. "Eri," he said in a low, serious voice.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Huh?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"It means she's very, <i>very</i> special to me." He reached out and took Elly's free hand in his while she carefully set the suddenly wobbly teacup on the counter. "Not like anyone else in the whole world."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Ohhhhhhh." Eri absorbed this information and with the utter innocence of a child blurted out the inevitable. "Are you in love with her?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He choked on a shaky inhale of air, his eyes wide. "I, uh... uh. Oh. <i>Wow, you're fulla questions today, huh</i>?! Did you write your <i>tanzaku</i> yet?" He pointed to the large bamboo branch decoration near the windows.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Oh! Nuh uh, not yet." She looked at it and shook her head. "Someone has to help me -"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">While she was distracted Hizashi tugged gently on Elly's hand, leading her off down the hall to dissapear in a room nearby. When Eri turned back she found herself abandoned and she groaned and stormed over to the couch.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Why won't anyone answer me right?" She complained, crawling into Aizawa's lap. "Did I do okay? I don't get how that will make Mr. Mic have a happy birthday."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He cracked an eyelid to make sure she was settled and then shrugged. In his one hand he held a brightly colored strip of paper with neat writing on it which he handed to Toshinori. The tall man got up to place it back on the leafy branch beside another written in English.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Trust me."</span><!--/data/user/0/com.samsung.android.app.notes/files/clipdata/clipdata_bodytext_230707_015611_135.sdocx--><div><span style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14px;">BONUS:</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14px;">"What was <i>that</i> all about?" Elly asked breathlessly as she sat on the edge of Hizashi's Western-style bed. </span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Was all what about?" He'd pulled her to the safety of his room without thinking and though she appeared confortable he was a mess. She'd seen his suite in the city during group outings and parties but never where he slept. Since the dorm only had single rooms with a bath in each she was literally in his bedroom and the thought burned into his brain, flashing like a neon sign and distracting him from anything else. "Whuh - ah... hey, babygirl, yer comin' tonight, yeah?"</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14px;">"It's your birthday. I'd never miss it." She patted the sheets with a sly grin. "Silk?"</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14px;">"It's for my hair," he said absently while he searched his desk. "I don't think I hung that up yet. Where the hell did it go?"</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14px;">"You didn't answer Eri."</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Sure I did!" Hizashi jolted upright, his necklaces jingling. </span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Were you going to ignore what you said and then not answer the other part?" She cocked her head up at him, eyes wide.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14px;">"No! Well, what I said, when I meant, I mean what I meant, I ..." He spluttered, stammering and slowly faltering to a stop. Hizashi sat on the bed next to her, his voice dropping lower than his usual tenor. "Okay, yeah. I've fallen in love with you. Was gonna tell you on a date if you said yes, someday, I don't know. I thought maybe after my birthday. But now, uh. I guess it's out." He rubbed nervously at the back of his neck.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I'm so happy," she sighed, then added, "Despite the fact that it ruins the gift I was planning."</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Gift?"</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14px;">She kissed him.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></div>Elly Sketchithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379366244806552515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215088096790179351.post-42304587545516926272023-07-06T00:34:00.003-07:002023-07-06T00:34:48.127-07:00Hunger, 5<p> <span style="font-size: 14px;">Hizashi woke when he heard the toilet flushing in the bathroom. He glanced over at the large-numbered digital clock on the nightstand to see that only a half an hour or so had passed.</span></p><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Hey, beautiful," he crooned as Elly shuffled out yawning. She looked wonderful to him with her hair lightly disheveled and sleepy-eyed. Her light skin was flushed in a few places and he worried if he'd been too rough.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She gave him a sour look but smiled nonetheless. "I just looked in the mirror," she grunted, rubbing her face with a shaky hand. "I definitely don't look beautiful. Besides, it's only a matter of time before I'm a raging hormone monster again."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Don't dis yourself," he reproached gently.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Bad habit." She shrugged.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Yeah, well. I think you're beautiful." He yanked the covers back, patting at his thighs. "C'mon over and sit on my lap, babygirl." </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I might be too heavy for that." She tentatively sat and he scooped her up in a big hug facing him.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Nah, yer fine." He stroked her back and she sighed, then arched into the light caress. "See how nice this is?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She shivered and kissed his neck. "How's this for nice?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Ahhh, you know my weak spots already." Hizashi rolled his head back, letting her lick and tease the skin around his Adam's apple and creeping towards his right ear. "So affectionate," he moaned, his fingers sliding down to grasp the base of her striped tail. "So ...so <i>damn</i>, baby, that feels good."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly nuzzled him when he rubbed the fur, stroking up the proper way. "Want you to feel good," she purred. "Love you."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I love you, too." He tilted her chin up to face him for a kiss, long, slow and deep. "Mmmnnn, thank <i>fuck</i> I was too sexy for you to resist. Was it all the leather? Lotta chicks dig guys in leather."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She snorted laughter. "It looks uncomfortable more than anything."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Do I look like a big ol' tasty cock -"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"<i>Hizashi!</i>"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"- atiel?" He finished with a sly grin. "You know, with my hair up? Kitties like birds, right -" The air whistled out of him as she pushed him, growling in mock anger. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"You've got a real dirty mouth on you when you're in the bedroom, Mr. Voice Hero."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"And you liiiike it," he sang, his smile showing all his teeth.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I like <i>you</i>, you idiot. You could dress up as a big banana and I'd still think you were adorable." His answering grin grew ever wider, and she groaned. "Hizashi -"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Okay, okay! No banana suits." She gave him a stern look and he giggled. "No banana <i>anything</i>, I promise."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"That's better." She kissed his nose. "I know you."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Aw, that's the <i>friend</i> version. Better than most, but not everything. <i>Now</i> you get an <i>upgrade</i>, baby."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Mnn." Elly nuzzled closer into his arms and he draped them loosely around her lower body, one hand still rubbing her back. "Is this upgrade for all of you? I mean - what I mean is, ahhhh. Shit." She buried her face in his neck, growling softly.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Uh oh, you're getting hot again. Ask me quick."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Yeah, about that. I want... mine. You're mine. I want all of you. Want. <i>Want</i>."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I read some stuff that said you'd get possesive," he murmured. Then, louder, "it's okay. You've got me, I promise you that."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"...Mic?" </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Hmm?" Hizashi cocked his head to the side, puzzled for a moment. Then it dawned on him. "You want both of me." He scratched his head, patting the damp hair. "Uhhhh... except we didn't bring our hero outfits. You can call me Mic if ya want, though."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She nodded so hard he caught her head in his hands. "Whoa! Yer gonna get whiplash, babygirl. Okay." They swapped positions and he crawled on top of her, naked but different, his attitude amped up as Present Mic. "Hey, pretty kitty. I hear you requested a special setlist? One to <i>rock yer world</i>."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She shivered all over and reached for him, swallowing hard when he deliberately loomed over her, grinning in a demented way with one eye squinted over a raised eyebrow. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"<i>Mic</i>." She moaned the name so urgently he blinked. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Damn. I was kinda joking before, but my persona really <i>does</i> turn you on, doesn't it?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"And the outfit's so tight," Elly sighed as she squeezed his rear in one hand, picturing all that leather in her mind.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"That's <i>really</i> hot," he groaned. "Now that I know you were staring at my ass it's gonna be hard to think of anything else at work."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Not just ass," she husked, licking her lips with her gaze dropping.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Ohmigod," he wheezed, clutching dramatically at his heart. "You're tellin' me you - you fantasized about my <i>dick</i>? Are you serious right now?! I swear any minute I'm gonna wake up, this can't be real. <i>I'm living a horny teenager's fantasy</i>!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Ugh."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Yeah, fair, but I'm not a kid any more and look at you, nearly passin' out at the thought that this is gonna be in you." He rubbed the firm length on her inner thigh and she shuddered all over with pleasure. "Yeahhhh, you like?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Take me, Present Mic," she moaned, her eyes half-lidded and heavy. "<i>Breed me</i>, Voice Hero."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Whhhhhhoa!" His eyes widened, huge and shocked.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She whimpered and bit her lip shut, shaking her head. Her expression and the thin cry that forced its way out of her throat was an obvious apology. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"No, no! It's okay. Sorry, I was just, uh... don't be scared. Tell Mic the truth, <i>honey</i>." He stressed the last word in English and she melted. "You want my baby, yeah?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She slowly nodded, fearful of making him upset. But Hizashi only stroked her cheek with the back of one hand. He reminded himself this was what her hormones wanted and that deep down, she knew better. He was supposed to satisfy these cravings and cater to them, not upset her. It's not that he didn't want kids, and he <i>did</i> dream about having them with her, but not, you know, immediately. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He could play into the fantasy for her benefit.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Lay back," he told her while pushing firmly down so she wouldn't struggle and strain herself. "Lay back and let Mic make you a mommy."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly inhaled so sharply he worried for a moment but her ears stayed calmly at the sides of her head. Hizashi smiled, kissed her briefly on the forehead and began.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He could tell he wasn't going to come this time but the sex was still pleasant enough for him to respond to it with low pants and cries. Hers were significantly louder, however, and when he felt her tightening around him he dropped one hand to her hip, slapping lightly to make sure she felt it. "That's it," he groaned when she cried out. "<i>Louder</i>, baby. If you get nice an' <i>loud</i> I'll give you an extra treat."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Hizashi waited until she screamed his hero name in ecstacy before biting the mark he'd made on her neck earlier. Her screams dissolved into a babbling gush of praise, her body shaking underneath him. It was strange to not have one himself, but he'd rather skip a few than get injured.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She was still breathing hard after her eyes opened again, and when their eyes met he saw she was frightened.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Still?" He asked in a soft voice filled with awe, and, when she nodded, he took a deep breath. "You're okay, we knew this might happen. Let's go to the bathroom again - I've got an idea."</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><!--/data/user/0/com.samsung.android.app.notes/files/clipdata/clipdata_bodytext_230706_023426_249.sdocx-->Elly Sketchithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379366244806552515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215088096790179351.post-8639375811027054742023-05-22T00:45:00.003-07:002023-05-22T00:45:45.429-07:00Hunger, 4<p> Elly was exhausted afterwards. She couldn't even cling to him like she wanted, her arms dropping to the bed at the slightest movement. Hizashi wiped her sweaty cheeks and leaned over to dangle off the bed for a moment. Ordinarily she would have teased him about his bare ass wiggling comically around as he crawled, but all she managed was a weak chuckle. There was a mini fridge beside them under a nightstand, and he opened it to find energy drinks and bottled water.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Sorry 'bout mooning you there, but you'd have seen my scrawny ass up close soon anyway." He unscrewed a water and handed it to her. "Drink a little for me?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Mmn." She sipped until it was half empty and he drank the rest. </p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi ran a hand through his ponytail and winced at the sticky feel. "I think it might be a good idea to freshen up, too."</p><p><br /></p><p>"'Kay." She blinked owlishly up at him when he stood, stretching. He carried her in his arms again, though the room had a wheelchair he could use. Elly noticed this and smiled. </p><p><br /></p><p>"All righty - uh, okay. You can sit here." He placed her on the wide edge of the tub and drew the shower curtain back to turn the water on.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Ouch." Elly squirmed uncomfortably, not wanting to fall.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Hmm? Whoops, sorry." He helped her uncurl her tail out from under her leg. He seemed distracted for a while, his normal flow of almost constant dialogue away dying down as he scurried about setting the warmth and grabbing toiletries for them.</p><p><br /></p><p>Elly let her face rest on his hip as he turned back towards her. "Y'okay?" It was a question and he understood immediately. Although too tired to form complete sentences she was still worried about him.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Heyyyyy." He rubbed her furry ears which had drooped in concern. "Of course I'm okay!"</p><p><br /></p><p>She snorted, unconvinced. "Zashi."</p><p><br /></p><p>"All right, um. I've never had a dry orgasm, that's all. It was... different. Not bad," he rushed on to reassure her when she frowned. "It wasn't painful or anything!"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Oh." The ears didn't move and he bent this time to look into her eyes.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Our first time was <i>very</i> good for me, baby."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Oh!" She brightened considerably, her ears perking back up. </p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi chuckled. "You shouldn't be worrying about that," he scolded gently. "Let yourself go, Ches. I mean it. I <i>want</i> to take care of you. Be greedy. Ask for things whenever you want."</p><p><br /></p><p>She thought for a moment. "Kiss?"</p><p><br /></p><p>He cupped her chin in his palm and kissed her, a sweet, short kiss that ended up with both of them smiling in a goofy manner at each other. "Man, I think I'm just as addicted to you right now, you know?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Good."</p><p><br /></p><p>"More like <i>awesome</i>," he sang out, enthusiastically adding the last word in English and wiggling his eyebrows at her. He paused for a moment, then gestured grandly at the running water. "And the shower is ready for you, beautiful lady."</p><p><br /></p><p>Inside the shower Hizashi had to support her often, but it was built for this and had railings and seats inside so it wasn't as much of a hazard with the slippery conditions. He lathered up as fast as he could so he could help her finish what she couldn't reach. The smell of calming lavender soap filled the stall as he rubbed her skin, massaging tired muscles she'd been tensing for hours. </p><p><br /></p><p>"Feel better, babe?" He trained the showerhead on her back, rinsing the bubbles away. "Aww, cute. I guess purring means yes."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Mm hmm."</p><p><br /></p><p>"We're clean, get ya dried off next and do my hair, then we can relax for a bit." He shook out a big, fluffy cloth rectangle out for her to step into and started with her own shorter purple tresses.</p><p><br /></p><p>"M'tired," she sighed wistfully after a few minutes, staring at the bed in the other room with undisguised longing. </p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi nodded. "Yeah, me too." He finished towelling her dry and bent to plant a kiss on her nose. "You <i>really</i> don't wanna sleep next to all this wet hair of mine, though. Trust me. Gimme a few minutes an' I'll tuck you in." He snapped his fingers as he stood. "Gotta get my hair dryer."</p><p><br /></p><p>"They prolly have one."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yeah, but mine's better."</p><p><br /></p><p>She shrugged and watched him while he dried his huge mass of hair. It was interesting to see it turn a lighter color as it dried and began to fluff out. "Pretty," she murmured to herself.</p><p><br /></p><p>"What's up?" Hizashi snapped the dryer off and ran a hand through before producing a comb from somewhere. He combed and pulled it back into another loose ponytail. </p><p><br /></p><p>"Nothin'."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Oh. Well, in that case, d'ya wanna sleep naked? Or we could wear these robes they gave - oh." He laughed when she hugged him close, rubbing her cheek on his belly. "Naked it is, then."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Uh huh." This time she stumbled forward when he reached over to get something off the counter, walking on her own willpower. She was determined to reach the safe haven of the bed. It looked terribly inviting and she almost made it before stumbling forward with an irritated huff. </p><p><br /></p><p>"Gotcha." Hizashi caught her, swinging her onto the mattress in a single movement. "Don't push yourself, babygirl."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Meh." </p><p><br /></p><p>"I know, I know." He giggled and climbed in beside her, pulling the sheets up on top of them. She immediately curled into position with him as the big spoon, making him smile. "There, snuggle up and we can have a nap." He yawned hugely, reaching around to drape his arm protectively around her waist. "Wake me if you need anything, okay?"</p><p><br /></p><p>Elly mumbled something in agreement and lay there listening to him rumbling softly behind her until she, too, drifted off.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly was exhausted afterwards. She couldn't even cling to him like she wanted, her arms dropping to the bed at the slightest movement. Hizashi wiped her sweaty cheeks and leaned over to dangle off the bed for a moment. Ordinarily she would have teased him about his bare ass wiggling comically around as he crawled, but all she managed was a weak chuckle. There was a mini fridge beside them under a nightstand, and he opened it to find energy drinks and bottled water.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Sorry 'bout mooning you there, but you'd have seen my scrawny ass up close soon anyway." He unscrewed a water and handed it to her. "Drink a little for me?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Mmn." She sipped until it was half empty and he drank the rest. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Hizashi ran a hand through his ponytail and winced at the sticky feel. "I think it might be a good idea to freshen up, too."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"'Kay." She blinked owlishly up at him when he stood, stretching. He carried her in his arms again, though the room had a wheelchair he could use. Elly noticed this and smiled. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"All righty - uh, okay. You can sit here." He placed her on the wide edge of the tub and drew the shower curtain back to turn the water on.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Ouch." Elly squirmed uncomfortably, not wanting to fall.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Hmm? Whoops, sorry." He helped her uncurl her tail out from under her leg. He seemed distracted for a while, his normal flow of almost constant dialogue away dying down as he scurried about setting the warmth and grabbing toiletries for them.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly let her face rest on his hip as he turned back towards her. "Y'okay?" It was a question and he understood immediately. Although too tired to form complete sentences she was still worried about him.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Heyyyyy." He rubbed her furry ears which had drooped in concern. "Of course I'm okay!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She snorted, unconvinced. "Zashi."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"All right, um. I've never had a dry orgasm, that's all. It was... different. Not bad," he rushed on to reassure her when she frowned. "It wasn't painful or anything!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Oh." The ears didn't move and he bent this time to look into her eyes.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Our first time was <i>very</i> good for me, baby."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Oh!" She brightened considerably, her ears perking back up. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Hizashi chuckled. "You shouldn't be worrying about that," he scolded gently. "Let yourself go, Ches. I mean it. I <i>want</i> to take care of you. Be greedy. Ask for things whenever you want."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She thought for a moment. "Kiss?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He cupped her chin in his palm and kissed her, a sweet, short kiss that ended up with both of them smiling in a goofy manner at each other. "Man, I think I'm just as addicted to you right now, you know?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Good."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"More like <i>awesome</i>," he sang out, enthusiastically adding the last word in English and wiggling his eyebrows at her. He paused for a moment, then gestured grandly at the running water. "And the shower is ready for you, beautiful lady."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Inside the shower Hizashi had to support her often, but it was built for this and had railings and seats inside so it wasn't as much of a hazard with the slippery conditions. He lathered up as fast as he could so he could help her finish what she couldn't reach. The smell of calming lavender soap filled the stall as he rubbed her skin, massaging tired muscles she'd been tensing for hours. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Feel better, babe?" He trained the showerhead on her back, rinsing the bubbles away. "Aww, cute. I guess purring means yes."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Mm hmm."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"We're clean, get ya dried off next and do my hair, then we can relax for a bit." He shook out a big, fluffy cloth rectangle out for her to step into and started with her own shorter purple tresses.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"M'tired," she sighed wistfully after a few minutes, staring at the bed in the other room with undisguised longing. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Hizashi nodded. "Yeah, me too." He finished towelling her dry and bent to plant a kiss on her nose. "You <i>really</i> don't wanna sleep next to all this wet hair of mine, though. Trust me. Gimme a few minutes an' I'll tuck you in." He snapped his fingers as he stood. "Gotta get my hair dryer."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"They prolly have one."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Yeah, but mine's better."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She shrugged and watched him while he dried his huge mass of hair. It was interesting to see it turn a lighter color as it dried and began to fluff out. "Pretty," she murmured to herself.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"What's up?" Hizashi snapped the dryer off and ran a hand through before producing a comb from somewhere. He combed and pulled it back into another loose ponytail. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Nothin'."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Oh. Well, in that case, d'ya wanna sleep naked? Or we could wear these robes they gave - oh." He laughed when she hugged him close, rubbing her cheek on his belly. "Naked it is, then."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Uh huh." This time she stumbled forward when he reached over to get something off the counter, walking on her own willpower. She was determined to reach the safe haven of the bed. It looked terribly inviting and she almost made it before stumbling forward with an irritated huff. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Gotcha." Hizashi caught her, swinging her onto the mattress in a single movement. "Don't push yourself, babygirl."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Meh." </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I know, I know." He giggled and climbed in beside her, pulling the sheets up on top of them. She immediately curled into position with him as the big spoon, making him smile. "There, snuggle up and we can have a nap." He yawned hugely, reaching around to drape his arm protectively around her waist. "Wake me if you need anything, okay?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly mumbled something in agreement and lay there listening to him rumbling softly behind her until she, too, drifted off.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><!--/data/user/0/com.samsung.android.app.notes/files/clipdata/clipdata_bodytext_230522_024457_858.sdocx--></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Elly Sketchithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379366244806552515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215088096790179351.post-54451133797403955412023-05-15T16:26:00.002-07:002023-05-15T16:26:35.791-07:00Hunger, 3<p> He tried to drive carefully but Hizashi did admit to himself later that he probably took a few chances he shouldn't have onnthe way to the Mating Center. Chiyo had given him directions since Elly had been going already for some time. He also didn't dwell too much about this information until they were in a room being seen by a specialist.</p><p><br /></p><p>The man was small and quick - a rabbit-headed anthro that wasn't effected by feline heats but could still very much appreciate the driving need for sex in animal-human hybrids. </p><p><br /></p><p>He checked a tablet he held in one hand and nodded. "We have to move fast - according to her records, she's had many already. Multiple heats can be incredibly painful."</p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi whimpered but said nothing, only tightened his grip on her for a moment. She groaned loudly as the doctor checked her pulse and ran a few minor physical tests. </p><p><br /></p><p>"We didn't wait too long, did we, doc?" Hizashi's face twisted with worry. "I wasn't sure, but then she said we had to come here."</p><p><br /></p><p>"No... no. She's far along, but fine." He stood and addressed the blond-haired man with a keen eye. "It's <i>you</i> I'm more concerned about. Sit."</p><p><br /></p><p>"What? Why?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yamada Hizashi... a.k.a Present Mic. The Voice Hero." He raised a bushy eyebrow as the hero shrugged. </p><p><br /></p><p>"Uh huh."</p><p><br /></p><p>"You took a dampener already, yes? You sound strained."</p><p><br /></p><p>He nodded. "Yeah. Pro strength; it should last a few hours. No shouting for me."</p><p><br /></p><p>"We won't administer another yet, then. You <i>do</i> need another type of restraining medicine, however." He reached into a drawer and pulled out a pre-filled syringe. "You signed the paperwork but I doubt you read it all due to the hasty nature of your entrance. Did you notice the section on male orgasms?"</p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi coughed lightly. "I read enough to see that you gotta stop some, otherwise, uh, it's bad. I don't know how you can, though..?"</p><p><br /></p><p>The doctor held up the needle. "Quirk infused medicine, like your dampener. You'll have dry orgasms until it wears off." He flicked it once, then administered the shot in Hizashi's hastily offered arm. "Otherwise you'd hurt yourself. Be careful and aware - if, at any point, you see blood in your semen, notify us straight away."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Does that happen?!" He sounded horrified and Elly fussed a little, reaching blindly out for him in concern. </p><p><br /></p><p>"Zashi..?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Sorry. M'okay, babe." He took her hand in his and squeezed it.</p><p><br /></p><p>"It would definitely happen <i>without</i> the shot. With it now, you should be fine. Just be alert. The medicine has the added effect of upping your own libido as well, so your turn around time will be faster. Think back to when you were a teenager, for instance. You'll be able to easily keep up with her."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Uh huh."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Ready?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"I - I guess." He picked her up and the furry-headed man smiled. </p><p><br /></p><p>"Don't worry. You're both in good hands. We've done this countless times before and our staff is discreet."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Thanks."</p><p><br /></p><p>"We're putting you in one of our more heavily soundproofed rooms. Ito? <i>Ito!</i> There he is. Take this couple to B-3, yes? Thank you."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Thanks again," Hizashi called out before dashing after the nurse that appeared. </p><p><br /></p><p>It was a bit of a walk to their rooms although they hurried. Ito had a mass of tentacles below a white lab coat and his fingers ended in long, green tendrils as well. These undulated restlessly as they made their way down the halls, passing fewer people as they neared the patients' wing. Once inside the man sighed and glanced around to make sure they were alone. </p><p><br /></p><p>"I'm glad she finally came here with someone," Ito told him confidentially, dropping his voice low just in case. "She's been having heats for months now, and they get worse every time she's not mated." He cleared his throat then, gesturing at the door in front of them. "All righty." The nurse tucked the tablet away as Hizashi carried her inside. "Your medicine should be kicking in and this suite has everything you two need. If you want anything or have questions, use the panel over here by the door. We'll buzz the intercom here if we need to administer medicine or are delivering stuff. Okay?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Thanks, man." He flashed the guy a full-on Present Mic smile and he seemed relieved. </p><p><br /></p><p>"No problem. Good luck."</p><p><br /></p><p>The door latched shut behind them and Hizashi took a deep breath before poking his head in the back rooms. One was a gigantic bathroom set with a double wide shower, seats included set into the wall and a handheld showerhead. There was a huge whirlpool tub as well and lots of towels stacked up on the counter. He passed this into the other room which had the bed. It was king-sized and looked comfortable and brand new.</p><p><br /></p><p>"There we go," he sighed as he hefted her up onto the plain cotton sheets. Elly winced, clutching her lower stomach for a moment, and he blinked as he recalled what everyone had been telling him. "So you've been having these by yourself. You've been here before. You - you, but they both said - an' Chiyo, too -- how painful it... is..." He trailed off when she let out a needy whimper. </p><p><br /></p><p>"Please."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yeah." Hizashi pulled his shirt over his head, modulating his voice very carefully as he spoke. Gentle and honey-smooth, it flowed over her as he stripped. "Yeah, no more fussin', baby. You're not alone anymore; I've <i>got</i> you." He reached for her, soothing her while her clothing was removed with loving hands. When she was finally nude she started squirming, twisting the sheets underneath as she writhed uncontrollably. </p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi put a stop to this by simply laying on her. "It's okay," he crooned, kissing the mark on her neck. She grew still with a gasp and he kissed her again before shifting his weight around. "Wrap your arms an' legs around me, okay? <i>There</i> you go. H - hold me." He drew in a shaky breath. Having her this close at last while she trembled, frightened by the intensity of her needs but <i>trusting</i> him was almost too much. This was having an effect on him as well.</p><p><br /></p><p>"<i>There</i>."</p><p><br /></p><p>He thrust carefully, moving slow until he bottomed out and their bellies were touching. "Oh, babe..." He closed his eyes, mouth parted while straining to control himself. "Fffff<i>uck</i>."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yes!"</p><p><br /></p><p>He laughed despite himself. "Okay, okay."</p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi knew sex was different when you were in love. He'd never been this committed, however, this <i>certain</i>, of his partner being the one he wanted forever. It shocked him as he moved to a steady beat, thrusting as evenly as he could while his brain struggled to make sense of the overload of stimuli. </p><p><br /></p><p>He gave up as his inevitable orgasm began crushing him, the familiar pressure mounting as he neared release. </p><p><br /></p><p>"You close, baby?" He shuddered and dropped his head to hers, trying to read the pleasured contortions of her face. When that didn't work he tried another tactic. "C'mon, sweet listener, come for Present Mic."</p><p><br /></p><p>She twitched, startled, and then froze for a moment. "H - Hih... oh god, <i>Mic</i>!"</p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi cried out as her body tightened around him. "Oh shit, me too!"</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Elly Sketchithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379366244806552515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215088096790179351.post-36980992046152280492023-04-25T13:33:00.002-07:002023-04-25T13:33:18.960-07:00Hunger, 2<p> Hizashi took her to his home in heart of the city - a huge floor above the agency he and Aizawa worked out of. He parked in the underground garage and tried to move as quickly as possible so no one would notice. It was the most secure place but not the best for privacy, as he had to carry her past a few people coming to work. Thankfully no one said anything although he could feel the weight of their stares as he made his way to the elevator.</p><p><br /></p><p><i>Might have to question a few people tommorow if photos get leaked</i>, he thought, distracted, as he pressed the number to his floor. Once inside he went directly to the bedroom and sat her on a comfortable chair. </p><p><br /></p><p>"Just a minute, okay? I gotta get the bed ready." He dug around in a nearby cabinet and tossed a pair of sheets on the night stand.</p><p><br /></p><p>Elly stared at him for a moment with hooded eyes, watching him carefully as he ripped the top layer off the bed and started tucking in a new one. And then, as he bent to throw another blanket on, she hesitantly moved towards him.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Not yet," he snapped. She blinked at him, startled. Her eyes narrowed and she reached for him again. "<i>Not yet</i>. You need to wait. I'm more than happy to fuck you silly, but at least let me change the bed sheets. I sleep on silk, and we'd definitely ruin 'em with, ah, assorted bodily fluids."</p><p><br /></p><p>She sat back, her tail whipping around in agitation. "Ugh."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Sorry." He smoothed the sheets one more time and looked back over his shoulder, his expression softening. "That wasn't very cool of me to lose it like that. Plus it ain't your fault." Hizashi sat and rested his elbows on his knees, slowly sinking his face in his hands. "I just don't know why you chose <i>me</i>," he groaned. "I've been too <i>busy</i> to <i>get busy</i>, babe."</p><p><br /></p><p>She gave him a puzzled look. "You mean..?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"I'm not very experienced," he clarified flatly, sitting up.</p><p><br /></p><p>She stayed still, though her ears slowly laid back.</p><p><br /></p><p>"It sucks to hafta admit this, but I haven't even had sex in a couple years." He scratched the back of his neck where wispy blond hairs feathered down to tickle. "Two years and six months, to be more exact."</p><p><br /></p><p>Elly's expression grew conflicted. He saw something like shock flicker in her dark, purple eyes and then sadness and resignation. "Oh."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Jealous? I mean, ya didn't expect a thirty-year-old virgin, right?" He arched an eyebrow curiously, surprised when she nodded in a grudging manner. "Hey, that's super flattering. C'mere." He patted the bed invitingly but she remained where she was. </p><p><br /></p><p>"What's wrong, babe?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"I need -" She shook her head and tried again, her voice strained, "Zashi, I <i>want</i> you."</p><p><br /></p><p>"That's why we're here!" He gestured grandly around them. "I want you, too, yeah? Why're you suddenly shy?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"I can see clearly, now," she muttered to herself, rubbing at her eyes. "I should've recognized the warning signs and stayed away."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Uh..."</p><p><br /></p><p>"It hurts. Sorry, but this is so hard -" Elly took a very long, deep breath and forced herself to look directly into his eyes. "Hizashi," she said quietly, "If you're not in love with me, drop me off at the center. Please. My want for you goes deeper than just sex."</p><p><br /></p><p>He blinked at her, struggling to think past the scrambled thoughts and emotions rushing to the surface.</p><p><br /></p><p><i>Love. Of course. But - how can she think I don't</i>love <i>her</i>?!</p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi Yamada was a clever man, but he'd never seen this coming. They'd spent a year working together, and, unlike how he treated his other colleagues, he crammed extra time into an already tight schedule to see her. Lunches and hurried breakfasts together, dinners even when they were working late. And there was more, for he'd gone to counseling sessions that he admittedly needed but never bothered with until she came along. They also enjoyed casual, fun nights out with the other teachers where he sometimes forgot to mention no one else was coming so they could be alone... sure, they weren't together all the time, but he made certain he was with her every chance he got.</p><p><br /></p><p>"I thought you knew how I felt," he said simply.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Wh - what?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"I thought you knew." He shrugged and smiled at her, a hint of exasperation showing in his tightly drawn eyebrows. </p><p><br /></p><p>"I knew we were friends -"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Only thing I didn't do was yell it from the rooftops, baby."</p><p><br /></p><p>"I can see why <i>you</i> wouldn't do that." She got up and sat on the bed, though her body language showed she was tense.</p><p><br /></p><p>His smile grew mischevious, and he stood up and walked over to the patio doors that led to a small balcony outside. A quick click to unlock and glide of the heavy door was all it took for him to lean out into the bright, sunny afternoon. Plenty of people were milling around on the streets below the agency, as this was an active neighborhood, and the businesses around them and across the street were full. </p><p><br /></p><p>"<i>Hey hey, you ready to hear some big news, listeners</i>!?" He waited a fraction of a second before taking a deep breath to use a voice that could be heard across the neighborhood but carefully modulated so as to not be disruptive. "<b><i>I'M IN LOVE WITH CHESHIRE</i></b>!"</p><p><br /></p><p>She sat there, stunned into insensibility with her eyes wider than wide. "<i>Hizashi</i>!"</p><p><br /></p><p>"What?" He waved at the people who stopped to clap or cheer, grinning hugely. "I'm proud of the choices I made in my life and <i>you're</i> -" He pointed at her nose, wiggling his finger and grinning like a madman, "one of the best."</p><p><br /></p><p>"No one's ever done anything like that for me before," Elly said slowly. She watched him with a puzzled frown. "You - you really <i>want</i> people to know we're together?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Sure, babe." Hizashi sat beside her, his features mirroring hers in confusion. "Why wouldn't I?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"I don't know," she murmured. "I guess... no, later. I - I trust you. I'm scared, but I know you're telling the truth."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Scared?" He framed the word as a question, not really getting it.</p><p><br /></p><p>"I love you so much it hurts," she said with a little shrug. "And, uh, speaking of hurt, I'm starting to cramp up. I think it's wearing off."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Chiyo said once I make a move, you'll lose your inhibitions again." He paused to lay a hand over his heart. "I understand you're scared, but is it okay? Are you ready, babygirl? I promise I'll do my best to take care of you."</p><p><br /></p><p>Elly swallowed very deliberately, concentrating on her breathing before looking him in the eyes. "Yes. I want this. You."</p><p><br /></p><p>"A'ight, then." He took a deep breath and reached out, cupping her chin in one gloved hand. "Hang on, 'cause I'm about to rock your world."</p><p><br /></p><p>She giggled despite her nerves. "Hizash -"</p><p><br /></p><p>He moved swiftly, cutting her off with a quick but gentle brush on her lips. When it was received with a sigh and arms sliding around his neck he pressed longer, then harder, faster until they were kissing deeply and passionately.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yes... Zashi yes, mnn, <i>yes</i>."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Holy shit, babe," he gasped, parting slightly to whisper in awe. "These're just <i>kisses</i>. How wrecked are ya gonna be when my mouth is busy someplace else, hmm?" He trailed lower, nibbling gently along her jawline as he continued. "Like your neck? All <i>kinds</i> of stories told about how sensitive that gets. That true?"</p><p><br /></p><p>Her breathing heavy, she nodded and turned in response to grant him access. Hizashi saw a blotchy, red patch on the pale skin and kissed it lightly.</p><p><br /></p><p>Though warned, he was unprepared for her reaction. One hand tugged hard on the long leather collar of his jacket, pulling him closer. The other caressed the back of his neck, urging him on. The act of giving herself to him so completely was ecstacy and she grew limp in his arms, eyelids fluttering as he kissed her cheeks and mouth, lips trailing back to the blush on her neck again.</p><p><br /></p><p>"<i>Bite</i>," she pleaded in a thick, syrupy voice. </p><p><br /></p><p>"That's what you need, hmm? You want my mark on you?" He pressed his teeth on the spot and she shuddered violently. "How hard, lover?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Don't," she took a quick, tearing gasp, "know."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Right," he murmured. "You're mine, yeah? That's what this is all about?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yes."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Am - am I your first marking?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"<i>Yes.</i>" </p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi groaned, his eyes squeezing tight. "Sh - shit. My special, my only babygirl."</p><p><br /></p><p>"<i>Yes</i>!" The bite was minimal but served its purpose; she trembled all over underneath him as he bent over her on the bed, teeth sank lightly into her skin. The mark darkened where his teeth touched but the rest of the blush faded away, leaving an imprint he knew was traceable back to him. Hizashi murmured softly and kissed her, nuzzling with affection. </p><p><br /></p><p>"It's done," he cooed in a soothing tone. "I hope it was good for you, babe."</p><p><br /></p><p>She nodded in a daze. "Want..." Elly trailed off, whimpering and upset she couldn't communicate properly. "Zashi..."</p><p><br /></p><p>He ran a hand through his hair, bringing some of it down, and watched her try for a few minutes before stepping in. "Lemme guess. You're a fidgety, clingy mess - grabbing at me with yer arms 'n legs..." He whistled lightly when she dug at his back, tearing at his jacket. "Hmm! I'm not <i>naked</i> enough? Takin' a little too long for you?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Off," she growled, irritated she couldn't touch skin. </p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi laughed and sat up, tossing the coat easily and smirking as he grabbed the bottom of his white t-shirt. He tugged where it was tucked into his leather pants, revealing a creamy strip of skin. She lay there, her eyes locked onto him, while he smoothly pulled it over his head and arms. More of his hair fell down around him as he did and he absently ran his fingers through as he reached on the night table for a band to tie it back.</p><p><br /></p><p>He worked out, of course, as most heroes did. It was a necessity they be in prime physical condition for the job. Hizashi wasn't built like a weightlifter, but he had firmly defined muscles that protruded enough to be impressive. His costume was bulky and hid this, with the top loose and tighter clothing black, giving him a more lanky appearance to most people.</p><p><br /></p><p>But Elly knew.</p><p><br /></p><p>She'd seen him with just a shirt quite a few times, even though he dressed in layers even when casual. His shoulders and the way the shirts rode tight across his chest had been a giveaway, and she had been right. </p><p><br /></p><p>What she <i>hadn't</i> known was how much body hair he would have, and ended up pleasantly surprised. Between the rounded pectorals lay a fuzzy, small mat of gold, slightly darker against the pale skin. As her gaze wandered, she saw more, a light dusting that began at his navel and trailed down into his pants. </p><p><br /></p><p>Her breathing grew rougher and she swallowed hard once. She said the only thing that came to mind, that everything about the moment and him was -</p><p><br /></p><p>"Perfect."</p><p><br /></p><p>He actually blushed; a burn that started at his ears and crept down his cheeks to his neck. "Aww, no way."</p><p><br /></p><p>"<i>Yes.</i>"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Well I guess you got a strong opinion - hey, whoo!" He sucked in a huge gasp as her hands began to grope him. "Okay, yeah, I get it. Yer not lyin', ohhh. Oh god. Fuck, yeah, <i>feel me up</i>." He moaned as she continued her exploration of his body, entranced by his scent and starting to lick and kiss as well as touch. He yelped once when she bit down on a nipple, but after that she was considerably gentler. </p><p><br /></p><p>Elly was intoxicated; she could have easily gotten drunk on his smell and taste alone. The cocktail of hormones inside her had a lot to do with getting her into this situation, but she knew she would have felt the same being this close in the end. Nothing mattered but <i>Hizashi</i> and her love and desire for him. She became far bolder in heat than she might have been for their first time, and he writhed and whined under the onslaught of affection.</p><p><br /></p><p>He was, well - loud.</p><p><br /></p><p>And maybe that wasn't the best way to describe it, but rather <i>talkative</i>, though he did rattle the windowpanes a few times early on. </p><p><br /></p><p>"H - huh - <i>holy shit</i>!" He exclaimed in English when her hands cupped the bulge in his tight leather pants. "I can't - I'm gonna come in my pants like a kid, wait!"</p><p><br /></p><p>Amazingly this got through to her and she fell back, panting with her hair mussed and her eyes half-lidded. "Kiss me," she begged, and he was happy to comply. However inexperienced he claimed to be Hizashi was an excellent kisser and she was lost within seconds. He parted at last with a satisfied hum, caressing her cheeks with his palms. The leather hindered his feeling her skin and he nodded to himself.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Gotta get rid of these gloves," he muttered, nipping the material with his teeth. "Gloves, glasses an' pants. Then <i>you're</i> next." The first two were easy but it took awhile for the last. The pants were tight and she watched, amazed, as he peeled them off like shedding a second skin. His lower half was rather impeccably groomed, but at the moment all she was focused on was his sex. He was on the long side, fairly large but slender with his erection curling up towards his belly in the most photogenic manner. She wildly thought of some classical sculptures she'd seen before she was brought back to reality by him swearing faintly at a packet of pills. Elly touched the box beside them and he shrugged. </p><p><br /></p><p>"Quirk dampener. I doubt I've got the restraint to be quiet an' I don't wanna blow out your eardrums." Hizashi paused, scratching his chest absently while he thought. "Uh... I'm not sure, but do we hafta do this without condoms? <i>I'll wear 'em if you want me to, I swear</i>," he rushed out as fast as he could. "I'm not that kind of ass."</p><p><br /></p><p>"S'okay," she muttered, shivering at the thought of him losing control. "We're both clean."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Good," he whispered in a low, sultry voice. "Then the dampener's all the protection you're gettin', babygirl. I'll fuck you raw until you're full of me."</p><p><br /></p><p>His choice of words, however, had an unexpecred effect on Elly. Her entire body jerked and she hissed sharply. "Wait!"</p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi swore as he threw himself to the side, pulling a calf muscle in the process. "Ches? Oh no. <i>No no no no no</i>..." He stroked her cheek, hazel eyes filled with worry. "You okay? What d'ya need?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Need," she ground out between clenched teeth. "Need..."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Mating center?" Hizashi dropped his hand to massage his leg with a grimace, struggling to work out the cramp as fast as possible.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yes." She nodded and then flopped on the bed face down, the effort to communicate so difficult it drained her for a moment. </p><p><br /></p><p>"Okay, yeah." He got up and yanked a pair of sweatpants on, rushing to grab his overnight bag. A check of texts on his phone showed Aizawa had thoughtfully dropped one off for her sometime during their frantic lovemaking. "Clothes, clothes..." Hizashi popped the front door, grabbed it and dug through the bag, dressing her much the same. As he was pulling the shirt over her head Elly batted his arm weakly.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Zashi."</p><p><br /></p><p>"What ya need? Oh!" She licked the underside of his wrist, staring at him with pleading eyes. "I'll kiss ya in the elevator. We gotta go, yo. The docs will know what to do." He shrugged the two bags onto each shoulder and picked her up since she was weaving unsteadily on her feet. Once inside the elevator, Hizashi pushed a button as she clung drunkenly on him, pawing at his chest.</p><p><br /></p><p>A couple minutes later the doors opened and they didn't notice at first, mouths and hands far too busy to care about anything other than the exploration of each others' bodies. It wasn't until a loud cough broke the silence that they paused for a moment to face the open doors.</p><p><br /></p><p>They were at the wrong floor.</p><p><br /></p><p>It was <i>not</i> the garage.</p><p><br /></p><p>They were at the <i>work</i> floor this time.</p><p><br /></p><p>Employees stared at them in various stages of shock, hands held loosely with coffee cups dripping onto the floor and papers scattered they'd dropped. One even had a donut hanging from his mouth mid-bite.</p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi's glasses slipped, his eyes wide under the lenses with a blush spreading across his nose and cheeks. "Fuck," he muttered crossly.</p><p><br /></p>Elly Sketchithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379366244806552515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215088096790179351.post-23094789561539408572023-04-25T13:24:00.002-07:002023-04-25T13:24:24.172-07:00Hunger like no other, 1<p> <span style="font-size: 14px;">A small group gathered in the teacher's lounge one morning at U.A. It was spearheaded by the gossipy Midnight - aka Kayama Nemuri -- and unfortunately the school's counselor found herself part of it. Kayama steered the conversation unerringly towards the latest hero romances, picking apart those she considered unworthy and praising others.</span></p><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly wrinkled her nose. "Uh, guys... can we not talk about this?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Kayama's gleefully focused on her. "Oh? I guess we could talk about the guys we work with... <i>how about Yamada</i>." She spoke this last so quickly it was clearly planned ahead of time.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Uh!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Talk about what?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I don't know." The dark-haired woman lounged casually on her side of the couch, tapping her bright red nails on the arm. "How bad do you think he is in bed?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Kayama!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"The cat's tail puffed out," Ryo muttered, snickering before adding, "C'mon, Midnight. Not cool."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"He probably has sex on his back." Kayama chuckled, ignoring them both.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly frowned at this, her cheeks already burning so hot at the thoughts rising unbidden in her mind she took off her gloves to cup them in her palms. "What?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Because he can only fuck up!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">The counselor's mouth dropped open and her prolonged wheeze could have been heard if Kayama hadn't erupted in raucous laughter.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I bet he's an <i>excellent</i> lover," she countered firmly when she could speak, her ears laying back into her hair. "He's kind, so he'd care about a - a partner, and he's fun to be around -"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Don't forget <i>loud</i>." </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Hound Dog!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Ha!" Kayama pointed at her with a wink. "I bet he doesn't even -"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly shook her head, letting out a harsh cough that caused them all to jump. Anan, who had not been participating in the chat and was sitting quietly in a corner mending a tear in her space suit, suddenly spoke up. "Hey, uh... you all right, Cheshire?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Nnrgh," came the pained reply. The purple-haired woman pushed her chair back and stood, her eyes scanning the room. Her cheeks were fully flushed and her tail fluffed out in all directions as she started to sway drunkenly back and forth. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"What's wrong?!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Allergies?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Aroof! The <i>hell</i> is going on?!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">At this point the door at the end of the room opened and the subject of their lively discussion strolled in, casually shooting finger guns at them all. "Hey," he called out cheerfully. "'Sup everyone?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He got no farther before Elly pounced at him, grasping the huge collar of his jacket and entwining her legs with his. They collapsed to the floor, Hizashi yelping in shock. Everyone else rushed out the door in confusion to watch from a safe distance.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He managed to buffer the fall at least, and, gathering his wits about him, turned his attention to the counselor. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"What's wrong with -"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She kissed him, and for several seconds his mind went completely blank. The kiss was somewhat fleeting because their neck gear prevented them from coming fully together, but she managed. He clutched at her waist, his fingers spasming with every desperate lick and nibble.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"<i>Mic</i>." Elly growled irritably under her breath, biting at his speaker until he reached up with a shaking hand to unfasten it. Once removed, his neck lay completely bare. Upon witnessing the pale, smooth expanse of skin she gave a tiny mew of pleasure before nuzzling close. He noticed she was feverish to the touch and seemed intoxicated, her body tense and clingy.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Hizashi suddenly realized why Aizawa had been sending him emails and text links about anthro heat cycles lately. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Good thing he'd read most of them.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Oh. <i>Hey</i>, now." </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Is everyone all right? What happened?" A cough introduced Yagi, peering around the door behind with the small group cowering behind him. Elly bared her teeth and Hizashi tightened his grip.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I'm okay. Ches is, ahhh... indisposed, though." He figured the best tactic was to treat the situation as if she would attack and planned accordingly. "Bell's rung, after the halls clear we're gonna go see Recovery Girl. The rest of you," he placed his hand very carefully on top of her head, stroking gently before continuing, "do <i>not</i> make any moves toward us, yeah? 'Specially Thirteen an' Midnight."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"What's that got to do with anything?" Kayama took a nervous step back. The cat woman's eyes were fixed on her at the moment and they did <i>not</i> look friendly.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I'm hetero, yo." Hizashi shrugged. "She knows that, and I'm guessing from her reactions it makes her want to claw ladies' eyes out to keep 'em all from me." </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"How very romantic," Yagi murmured.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"<i>Romantic</i>? I'd call it barbaric!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Well, yes. Err... you're the one she's going to attack. I can see that."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Anan giggled faintly from inside her helmet. She rightly assumed she'd be pretty safe as she hadn't been antagonizing her colleague. She held back as they passed, however, not wanting to chance the wild look in Elly's eyes.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Though it was mostly empty in the halls, Hizashi did come into awkward contact with a few students. He offered a flashy smile and hurried explanation that he was taking the counselor to the nurse and she'd be fine. He bundled her in his jacket for safety's sake, and she was quite happily purring, surrounded by his scent and warmth. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">At last they reached the nurse's office and he barged in without knocking. "Hey, I gotta problem here!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">The old woman took one look at the situation and nodded. "Ahhh, induced heat. She warned me that this might happen."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Hizashi sat heavily in a chair, hands splayed over the lump he was carrying. "She what," he said flatly.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Oh, relax. You both needed some time off, anyway. You're workaholics by nature."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Uhhh, that's not what I was confused about. She knew this might happen? So she told you she liked me?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Everyone knew but you!" She handed him a pamphlet and he shrugged as he glanced at it. "Read this."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Aizawa already sent me a ton of stuff."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Good. Then you're ready. Take breaks," Chiyo told him brusquely as she was stuffing bottles into a bag for them. "<i>Hydrate</i> and make sure you both eat enough <i>real food</i> - not just junk! I'll get staff to periodically drop supplies off at your agency. That's where you'll go, right?" He nodded and she continued on. "I sent a link to your email telling you approximately how much she needs to eat. It's a lot more than normal, don't be surprised." She paused, her concerned frown growing deeper. "You really should go to a mating center, you know. They can help better."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He made a face. "They monitor the couples, don't they. I'm not sure I like that..?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Shyness," the old woman grunted. "From you, of all people."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I'm not shy," he snapped, angrily snatching the proferred bag. "It's normal not to want others to watch <i>that</i>!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Just make sure she's responding to you," she warned. "If she starts sleeping too much or passes out, <i>go to a center right away</i>."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Yeah," he nodded, agreeing with her. "No, I won't risk her health. I love her, yo. I'll do anything... even that."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She ignored his heartfelt confession. "This," she said, holding up a needle, "is a shot to hold it at bay for a bit. In a little while she'll be able to talk coherently and make decisions - that is, until you make a move on her or it wears off."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly hated drugs of any kind but was too entranced with Hizashi to care. She didn't flinch when the shot was administered and he murmured soft encouragement. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Brave baby," he told her proudly. Then, to Chiyo, "How long 'til it wears off?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"You planning on keeping her waiting?" She tapped her syringe-shaped cane on the floor and gave him a pointed look. "Heats hurt, you know - especially triggered attacks like this."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"No <i>way</i> I'm gonna let her hurt." Hizashi whined at the idea of Elly in pain. "I just wanna know how long I got!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"All right, calm down." She pursed her lips, thinking. "Maybe half an hour. As long as you don't rile her up, like I said. Once you start, you better be prepared to see this through."</span><!--/data/user/0/com.samsung.android.app.notes/files/clipdata/clipdata_bodytext_230425_152415_366.sdocx-->Elly Sketchithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379366244806552515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215088096790179351.post-16226476914088792412023-03-24T15:10:00.003-07:002023-03-24T15:10:54.748-07:00Shopping<p> The Kiyashi Ward Shopping Mall boasted a new gift shop that had a knack for finding "perfect" gifts for the special people in your life. </p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi was impressed with the selection both in the store and the console catalog, but wanted to see if he could up the ante a bit. After waiting patiently for awhile a clerk was finally free and she smiled at him to indicate she was ready to help.</p><p><br /></p><p>He flashed her his own winning smile and added a finger gun for good measure. "Hey there! I'm looking for some gifts for my girl and hope you can help me out."</p><p><br /></p><p>"What does your girlfriend like, sir?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"She really likes <i>Alice in Wonderland</i> stuff." Hizashi paused, then added quickly, "but not anything relating to the hero Cheshire. Just the characters in the book. Maybe, uh, movies too."</p><p><br /></p><p>A young woman nearby turned to give him a sour look. "Doesn't like the hero? Why not? Because she's a woman?"</p><p><br /></p><p>He blinked, startled, and opened his mouth to reply ...only to close it again just as fast. <i>Shop's fillled with people and people don't know about us yet - careful.</i> "Um."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Women need to support, not to tear each other down," she insisted, frowning. The embarrassed clerk didn't know which way to look and Hizashi was wondering how he could get out of this situation gracefully. </p><p><br /></p><p>She wouldn't let him get a word edgewise in, however, and started asking more questions. "If she's jealous of a hero that you'll never meet is she the right one for you? Huh?"</p><p><br /></p><p>He chuckled, a flush burning across the bridge of his nose. "I, uh, doubt she's jealous of her."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Oh? Have you ever told her you think she's hot?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"My girl? Of course -!"</p><p><br /></p><p>"No. Cheshire! Have you ever said that in front of her?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Ahhh..." He started to sweat. <i>There's no way this doesn't end up with me outing we're a couple. Like, no freaking way.</i></p><p><br /></p><p>"So you told your girlfriend you think another woman is attractive, and you think she's not jealous." A small crowd had gathered around them by now, attracted by the woman's wildly gestulating arms and her loud voice. </p><p><br /></p><p>"Aw, c'mon," he tried a different tactic, smiling as much as he could under the circumstances. "Lyin' ain't a good look on anyone, right? And it's not what you think. Really." </p><p><br /></p><p>She cut him off on another tirade. Now some young folks off to the side were recording, certain they might have a potential viral hit on their hands. </p><p><br /></p><p><i>And they do,</i> he thought, <i>but it's<i> not <i> what they think.</i></p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi sighed, seeing that there was no avoiding the confession without creating further mayhem. He reached into his back pocket and took his wallet out while she stared accusingly at him. </p><p><br /></p><p>"I'm sorry you feel that way, <i>listener</i>," he stressed as he showed her his hero I.D., "but my girlfriend doesn't want to collect merchandise of <i>herself</i>. It's kinda tacky, yanno?"</p><p><br /></p><p>Baffled, the woman blinked several times at the photo and then at him. Long blond hair, doubled - no, tripled -- into a bun at the back of his head, the spiralling hazel eyes, sunglasses... and one very recognizable mustache. </p><p><br /></p><p>There <i>it is</i>. He groaned inwardly as recognition flooded her taught features. </p><p><br /></p><p>"Oh!" She paused, and then, incredibly yet inevitably added, "Can I get your autograph?"</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Elly Sketchithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379366244806552515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215088096790179351.post-63654211118755347522022-12-15T20:38:00.003-08:002022-12-15T20:38:32.864-08:00Working from home (shota) 1<p> Elly yawned as she opened up her laptop. She rubbed sleepily at her furry ears, blinking as she tapped some commands in and set up her camera.</p><p><br /></p><p>It was time to check in with the teenagers at U.A and see how they were coping with staying indoors during a villian-induced pandemic. No one could leave their living areas and she'd been busy as the enforced isolation had begun stressing people out.</p><p><br /></p><p>The teenagers logged in one after another, chatting while they did and waving at her onscreen. She stifled another yawn before giving in to the need for caffeine.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Okay, guys, I'm a little sleepy so hang on while I get a cup of coffee."</p><p><br /></p><p>When she wandered off the camera was pointed at the dark hallway between the kitchen and living room. The students watched in horror as a figure lurched out of a side room and began a lumbering approach.</p><p><br /></p><p><b>Midoriya</b>: <i>What is that?</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Jirou</b>: <i>It looks creepy, whatever it is.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Koji</b>: <i>Does Ms. Elly have any pets?</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Bakugo</b>: <i>That's too big to be a pet, dumbass!</i></p><p><br /></p><p>A low sound made them all hump. It was a cross between a groan and a growl, darkly threatening or perhaps in pain.</p><p><br /></p><p><b>Iida</b>: <i>Do you think she's in danger? Should we intervene?</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Momo</b>: <i>We're not supposed to leave our dorm.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Kaminari</b>: <i>It's moving!</i></p><p><br /></p><p>The shadow began to shuffle towards them until a person came into sight. It was their scruffy homeroom teacher, which in itself was a surprise. When he appeared his gait was understandable, since he'd lost his leg some time ago and wasn't wearing the prosthetic at the moment. No one really concentrated on that, however, as he wore a tattered black robe, open at the front and completely naked underneath. </p><p><br /></p><p><b>Midoriya</b>: <i>MR. AIZAWA?!</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Bakugo</b>: <i>Holy shit.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Jirou</b>: <i>WHAT.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Ochaco</b>: <i>!!!</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Midoriya</b>: <i>Is he - is he -</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Iida</b>: <i>Our teacher indisposed...</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Bakugo</b>: <i>Just say it. He's buck ass naked under that ratty thing.</i></p><p><br /></p><p>Not knowing he had an audience of more than one Aizawa scratched at an unruly clump of chest hair and yawned, frowning. He cleared his throat before speaking but his voice was still slurred with sleep.</p><p><br /></p><p>"My queen? You in here?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yeah, I'm making coffee, but -"</p><p><br /></p><p>"I thought we were going to have sex. Make up your mind so I know how long I can nap."</p><p><br /></p><p><b>Bakugo</b>: <i>OKAY.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Mina</b>: <i>AAAAAHH! </i> ♡</p><p><br /></p><p><b>Kirishima</b>: <i>You're too excited!</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Bakugo</b>: <i>I'm gonna fucking throw up.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Kaminari</b>: <i>Mr. Aizawa and - and the counselor?!</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Mineta</b>: <i>Oh.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Mineta</b>: <i>He</i> does <i>do it without the leg.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Mina, Ochaco, Iida</b>: <i>MINETA!</i></p><p><br /></p><p>"I thought you knew I had the online session with 1-A today!"</p><p><br /></p><p>Aizawa turned slowly to look where she was pointing and saw the laptop open with the class engaged. He reached down and tied the flapping sides of his robe closed with the fabric belt. "I very clearly did <i>not</i> remember," he sighed. </p><p><br /></p><p>"The camera's on," Elly informed him with a flick of her ears.</p><p><br /></p><p>The dark-haired man's entire countenance changed. His eye widened as his body grew stiff with shock and he wobbled unsteadily for a moment before he grabbed at the wall.</p><p><br /></p><p>"<i>Fuck.</i>"</p><p><br /></p><p><b>Mineta</b>: <i>Not now.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Mina</b>: <i>MINETA!</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Bakugo</b>: <i>Gross.</i></p><p><br /></p><p>Elly leaned over and firmly turned him to face the hall once more. "Go to bed, Sho. I'll handle this."</p><p><br /></p><p>He waved a hand vaguely around in the computer's direction. "Make sure they know I'll string anyone up that even <i>thinks</i> about this again."</p><p><br /></p><p>"I think they know your feelings on the matter, dear."</p><p><br /></p><p><b>Midoriya</b>: <i>He's not even embarrassed..!</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Ochaco</b>: <i>I bet he is.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Tsuyu</b>: <i>His face was red.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Bakugo</b>: <i>SHUT UP! I don't wanna think about this more than I have to!</i></p><p><br /></p><p>Elly sat down and faced the class with a wry expression. "No one wants to talk about it, right?"</p><p><br /></p><p><b>Mineta</b>: <i> But -</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Bakugo</b>: <i>NO! Or I swear I'll break out and strangle your scrawny ass!</i></p><p><br /></p><p>Everyone agreed.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Right. It never happened."</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Elly Sketchithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379366244806552515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215088096790179351.post-80526811569095398472022-12-14T17:21:00.002-08:002022-12-14T17:21:19.564-08:00Working from home 2<p> The first thing Hizashi did after he threw on a t-shirt and sweats was call for an emergency staff meeting. His girlfriend wandered into their bedroom in a daze, her cheeks red and tail waving around behind her like a warning flag. She didn't pay much attention to him while he rushed around in a frenzy, but then again his energy levels were always erratic to begin with. Elly decided it was better to let him calm down for a bit by himself.</p><p><br /></p><p>He grabbed her laptop and contaced everyone. Most of their colleagues joined the chat right away; he sighed with relief that this would all hopefully be over in a few minutes. His best friend, however, was not one to make such a thing easy.</p><p><br /></p><p><b>Eraserhead</b>: <i>Mic, please tell me why half of my class is frantically texting me.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Cementoss</b>: <i>Do we all need to do this? Sounds like this was Class 1-A business.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Thirteen</b>: <i>Mic wanted us all here.</i></p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi sighed. "I, uh. Yeah. So, I <i>kinda</i> walked out half naked while Cheshire was having an online session with 1-A -"</p><p><br /></p><p>Yagi started coughing frantically in the background and didn't type for quite awhile.</p><p><br /></p><p><b>Eraserhead</b>: <i>I told you something like this was bound to happen if you two weren't careful.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Ectoplasm</b>: <i>They're... together?</i></p><p><br /></p><p>"We've been seeing each other for almost a year. She moved in last weekend."</p><p><br /></p><p><b>Ectoplasm</b>: <i>Aizawa? You knew?</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Eraserhead</b>: <i>We live in the same building. Of course I knew.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Hound Dog</b>: <i>About time you came out about it.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Thirteen</b>: <i>Yeah, congratulations! But I understand the reasoning behind keeping things like this private, too.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>All Might</b>: <i>Congratulations, Mic!</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Aizawa</b>: <i>Why are we congratulating him again?</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Ectoplasm</b>: <i>Because they're happy?.</i></p><p><br /></p><p>"Yeah." Hizashi rubbed the back of his neck with a wry grin. "And it was gonna happen sooner or later, right?"</p><p><br /></p><p><b>Snipe</b>: <i>You walkin' out in your drawers in front of the students?</i></p><p><br /></p><p>"I didn't mean <i>that</i>!" </p><p><br /></p><p><b>Aizawa</b>: <i>Obviously.</i></p><p><br /></p><p>"I meant the, uh, that we're together."</p><p><br /></p><p>There was an awkward pause, then something happened to make it far worse.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Zashi, honey," a sweet voice called out from the hall. </p><p><br /></p><p><b>Aizawa</b>: <i>!!!</i></p><p><br /></p><p>"I thought we could use some downtime after what happened, relax a little..." Elly trailed off, her ears flicking when she noticed the hasty setup on the table.</p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi glanced up and froze, his ears immediately flushing red as he took in the sight before him.</p><p><br /></p><p>His girlfriend was wearing one of his leather jackets - probably the older one they had one set aside for this purpose -- and not much else. Elly had carefully dressed in a matching leather bikini set that complimented his look.</p><p><br /></p><p><b>All Might</b>: <i>Holy</i> shit, <i>Yamada!</i></p><p><br /></p><p>(<b>All Might has left the chat</b>)</p><p><br /></p><p><b>Eraserhead</b>: <i>...</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Hound Dog</b>: <i>...</i></p><p><br /></p><p>(<b>Hound Dog has left the chat</b>)</p><p><br /></p><p>(<b>Ectoplasm has left the chat</b>)</p><p><br /></p><p><b>Thirteen</b>: <i>You still there, Aizawa?</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Eraserhead</b>: <i>Yes.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Thirteen</b>: <i>We probably should, ah, log out too.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Eraserhead</b>: <i>Yes.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Thirteen</b>: <i>AIZAWA.</i></p><p><br /></p><p>Aizawa sniffed once, then shook his head, breaking the trance he was in. </p><p><br /></p><p><b>Eraserhead</b>: <i>Yes!</i></p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi reached up with a trembling hand and snapped the laptop closed.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Okay, we're even," he groaned. </p><p><br /></p><p>"You could have told me you were on call, you know," she remarked sourly. </p><p><br /></p><p>"I dunno. I think you made Aizawa's year."</p><p><br /></p><p>Elly wrinkled her nose and sat on his lap, snuggling close while he curled his arms around her. "Is that supposed to make me feel better?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Um... yeah, nah. Guess not. I got somethin' that might, though."</p><p><br /></p><p>"<i>I</i> was trying to do that for you!"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Best two out of three?"</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Elly Sketchithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379366244806552515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215088096790179351.post-84210078454098027592022-11-05T19:30:00.003-07:002022-11-05T19:30:37.667-07:00Working from Home<p> Elly yawned as she opened up her laptop. She rubbed sleepily at her furry ears, blinking as she tapped some commands in and set up her camera.</p><p><br /></p><p>It was time to check in with the teenagers at U.A and see how they were coping with staying indoors during a villian-induced pandemic. No one could leave their living areas and she'd been busy seeing as it had begun stressing people out.</p><p><br /></p><p>The teenagers logged in one after another, chatting while they did and waving at her onscreen. She stifled another yawn before giving in to the need for caffeine. </p><p><br /></p><p>"Okay, guys, I'm a little sleepy so hang on while I get a cup of coffee."</p><p><br /></p><p><b>Midoriya</b>: <i>Of course, Ms. Cheshire.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Bakugo</b>: <i>Kiss ass.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Mina</b>, <b>Ochaco</b>: <i>Bakugo!</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Bakugo</b>: <i>Deal with it.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Iida</b>: <i>You shouldn't speak to the school counselor like that. Not only is it unbecoming of a hero, she -</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Bakugo</b>: <i>WHO THE HELL IS THAT</i></p><p><br /></p><p>A tall, blond man with his hair tied up in a messy bun and red glasses strolled casually out of the hallway scratching his chest. As he came closer the class noticed he was almost completely naked.</p><p><br /></p><p><b>Mina</b>: <i>Oh my GOD!</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Midoriya</b>: <i>Is - is that Present Mic?!</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Jirou</b>: <i>Oh no</i> </p><p><br /></p><p><b>Jirou</b>: <i>Oh no no no no NO</i> </p><p><br /></p><p><b>Ochaco</b>: <i>We saw him during that hostage exercise, remember? That's him.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Midoriya</b>: <i>We didn't see</i> that <i>much of him.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Jirou</b>: <i>...</i> </p><p><br /></p><p><b>Jirou</b>: <i>Nope</i> </p><p><br /></p><p>(<b>Jirou has left the session</b>)</p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi yawned, stretching his arms over his head and blinking sleepily. He turned and, rather unfortunately for him, faced the camera head on.</p><p><br /></p><p>He was wearing a leopard print thong slung low on his hips and nothing else. </p><p><br /></p><p><b>Iida</b>: <i>EVERYONE LOOK AWAY!</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Kirishima</b>: <i>It's not like we can unsee it, bro.</i> </p><p><br /></p><p><b>Bakugo</b>: <i>I wish.</i> </p><p><br /></p><p><b>Tsuyu</b>: <i>I guess it's true what they say about tall guys.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Mineta</b>: <i>Is not! Short guys have just as much...</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Mineta</b>: <i>...</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Mineta</b>: <i>...wait</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Mineta</b>: <i>Is he even human?!</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Iida</b>: <i>No one should be commenting on our teacher's physical appearance! That is highly inapropriate!</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Mineta</b>: <i>THAT'S highly inapropriate!!!</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Mina</b>: <i>You owe me, Kiri!!!</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Kirishima</b>: <i>You're crazy good at spotting people hooking up. But I gotta ask - how has he not noticed us yet?</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Sero</b>: <i>I don't</i> think <i>he's awake yet..?</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Mina</b>: <i>How has he not noticed?!</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Midoriya</b>: <i>I - I can't do this I can't -</i></p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi turned again and grinned slyly, obviously spotting Elly in the kitchen.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Hey, babygirl," he crooned in a voice thick with innuendo. "I'm gettin' cold back there by myself. Why'd ya <i>leeeeeave</i>?"</p><p><br /></p><p><b>Mina</b>: <i>Awwww ♡♡♡</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Bakugo</b>: <i>Ewwww</i></p><p><br /></p><p>"Zashi!" Elly rushed into the room, coffee cup sloshing brown liquid everywhere and panic clearly written all over her blushing features. "The session with 1-A!"</p><p><br /></p><p>He blinked and finally noticed the coffee table where her laptop was sitting open. He looked slowly down at himself. Once his mind finally caught up with what she'd said his golden eyes grew giant and he threw himself noisily to the floor.</p><p><br /></p><p><b>Bakugou</b>: <i>Gross. Didn't need to know our teachers were fucking.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Mineta</b>: <i>How long ago do you think they were -</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Mina</b>: <i>You'd better be talking about them dating and NOTHING else.</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Iida</b>: <i>Yes... well, excuse me for being so forward, but are you two a formal couple?</i></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Bakugo</b>: <i>Again, gross. Didn't need to think about our teachers having random hookups, either.</i></p><p><br /></p><p>Elly sighed as she sat down, setting her half-empty mug beside the laptop. "We're in a serious relationship."</p><p><br /></p><p>"We'll announce it properly now." Hizashi's voice floated up from where he was hiding.</p><p><br /></p><p>"We kept it mostly under wraps since Mic is a celebrity hero," she explained. "There's less fuss this way."</p><p><br /></p><p>"I just wanted to <i>cuddle</i>," he whined unhappily, his face popping up to peer at her computer screen. "Not that lettin' everyone know is a bad thing! But <i>this</i> freakin' sucks."</p><p><br /></p><p>Everyone agreed.</p><p><br /></p><p>Elly rubbed the side of her face with one hand. "Look, we all know what happened. We'll try much harder on our part to make sure it doesn't, ever again. Does anyone have any other questions or concerns?"</p><p><br /></p><p>Hizashi's eyes narrowed when Mineta started typing. "Anyone <i>else</i>?"</p><p><br /></p><p><b>Mineta</b>: <i>Aw, c'mon!</i></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Elly Sketchithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379366244806552515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215088096790179351.post-88090168179552027682022-11-03T21:28:00.001-07:002022-11-03T21:28:06.328-07:00Beyond the sea 10<p> Elly had no idea that something was watching her while she had gotten ready for her date that day. A dark, ominous shadow hovered in the deep as she readied herself, getting larger as it grew closer... but at the last moment before it revealed itself it darted behind the reef.</p><p><br /></p><p>Once she was gone the shadow emerged, whipping several tentacles out to grab the coral and climb into her nest. It was Aizawa, and he looked more tired than ever. His eyes were fully bloodshot and he carried a woven kelp bag similar to the one she owned. He silently reached into hers and removed the few supplies that were almost empty. As he did so several tentacles brought newer ones around to replace them. </p><p><br /></p><p>His little companion flashed around him in excitement, carrying bits and baubles of pretty colors and shining stones that he pocketed in another bag he carried with him. When the unicorn fish nudged Elly's nest, however, eyes pleading, he shook his head.</p><p><br /></p><p>"She'll guess it was us." An incredulous look met his flat statement and he shrugged. "The replacements aren't full, little one. I've carefully measured it all to be more, but not new. Trust me," he added, patting her fondly as she blew out an exasperated string of bubbles. "It's for the best. Why don't you take one - <i>one, mind you</i> -- of your treasures and place it on the sand below? She's sure to find it."</p><p><br /></p><p>As she wiggled away happily to put a pebble down he noticed her bedding was flat. It was difficult to learn how to weave the surroundings plants and she was just learning. It wasn't a bad effort, but it could be far more comfortable if it were padded differently. He plucked more strands of sea grass and added a layer, his weathered features bleak. When he was satisfied her small area was the best it could be without drawing too much attention he motioned to his companion that it was time to go. Unfortunately as they were starting their descent a sudden sound alerted Aizawa. He snapped his head down, his hair a mass of floating dark like the foliage around them while his body flickered into a riot of colors to match the reef. </p><p><br /></p><p>Another mer swam by, snapping her tail as she whipped past. This one had green hair and a bright orange body with white markings - a clown fish. </p><p><br /></p><p>"<i>Aizawa</i>! I'm gonna find you, you know! You can't just disappear on me like that!"</p><p><br /></p><p>He grit his teeth and stayed hidden, praying she didn't notice Elly's poorly hidden nest. He made a mental note to remind her she needed to make sure everything appeared as natural as possible while he waited. After a long time the unicorn fish scouted ahead for him and he nodded, relieved, when she indicated it was all clear. She touched his arm in worry, her little face somehow expressing concern.</p><p><br /></p><p>"I know," he sighed as they drifted back to their home. "I can't leave like the last few times, though. Not now. If we have to we'll move where we sleep. Maybe that will be enough."</p><p><br /></p><p>When Elly got back several hours later she was exhausted with hope strongly coursing through her with every beat of her heart. She was in love, and, more importantly, he appeared to be accepting the life-altering change she'd made to her body. Sighing, she reached out to grab some items from her hidden bag and surfaced for a moment to use them.</p><p><br /></p><p>The toothpaste she used first splorted freely out and she blinked, startled. </p><p><br /></p><p><i>I guess I had more of this than I thought</i>. She put the tube away after brushing, submerged, and patted her bedding. No matter; tommorow was going to be a great day! She would be swimming with Hizashi and could show him so many gorgeous parts of the reef and its creatures. The thrill of being in the water with him was no joke, either. Her heart pounded harder in her chest as she imagined hugging him, being held close for the first time without any barrier between them. </p><p><br /></p><p>It was a long time before she slept, but she drifted off eventually.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Elly Sketchithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379366244806552515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215088096790179351.post-64489938028279252042022-09-01T21:41:00.003-07:002022-09-01T21:41:40.889-07:00Beyond the sea 9<p> <span style="font-size: 14px;">Depressed, Elly slept all day until it was around the time she usually met Hizashi at the beach. In fact, she would have overslept if her stomach didn't start to ache. Trapped in the water without the means of cooking food or going to the grocery store, she had to learn to eat food raw. She liked sushi, but was having trouble adapting to the fact that she had to catch and eat it immediately. Thus the hunger pangs that woke her as she lay curled up in her tiny, carved out reef section.</span></p><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She shook herself awake and cleaned up, using her fingers to comb out her hair and what few health supplies she'd brought with her. The supply was dwindling and she fussed about that for a few minutes, gathering everything to stare forlornly at the small pile. Eventually she realized she couldn't think about that right now; she had to make her way to the beach. As she sped off through the water her mind was filled with thoughts of Hizashi.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">It didn't take long to get to their usual meeting place. She was pleased to see he'd had a small area dug out and shored off on one section to act as a man-made tidal pool. This was admittedly bigger and could fit her standing on her tail as well as resting laying down. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Did you have this done this morning?" Elly touched the side of the rocky wall. It was very sturdy and not yet covered in algae. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Hizashi's smile was huge. "D'ya like it? I want to maybe get the guys to extend a tunnel out towards the house. The bottom floors have a huge pool, and I could drain it and set it up with saltwater an' stuff!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Her jaw dropped. "Really? You'd go through all that trouble for me?!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Trouble?" He scrunched his nose up, wiggling his mustache at her. "This isn't trouble at all. In fact I kinda thought you wouldn't like it... it's, uh, not really done yet. I want it to look as natural as possible -"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"It's <i>wonderful</i>, Hizashi."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He blushed and sat down in a chair beside her. "I'm glad, then. I wanted to make it easier for you to visit."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I'd visit you even if I had to drag myself onto the beach dry, but thank you. Really." She held his hand and his blush grew darker. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Their visit that day was as simple as their others. They talked and shared a meal together until it grew dark.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"By the way, I'm off on the weekend," Hizashi told her shyly, digging a finger in the sand and pushing it around. "D'ya wanna, I dunno, do something different? We could swim together."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly smiled at him. "I'd like that," she said, forgetting for the moment the magic that bound her. A couple seconds later when she remembered her eyes grew wide and she panicked, not knowing how to stop him without giving herself away. "I - but is it safe? I know you swim a lot, but -"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Oh? You know I swim a lot?" Hizashi's smile grew. "How long've you been watching me?" His tone dropped rich and low, and it caused a shiver to run up her spine.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Um..!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Hizashi chuckled, stroking a thumb over the top of her hand. "Just joking. I swim great! Plus if you're there I shouldn't worry, right?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Oh, yeah." She brightened at once. "I'll <i>never</i> let anything happen to you."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Aww." He squeezed her hand gently. "Thanks, baby." He paused. "Can you get here like, around lunchtime then? There's less chance of random people trying to sneak onto the beach 'cause they're eating or just ate. We should be okay, but just to be safe."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I can do that," she agreed. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I guess you gotta go." Hizashi sighed deeply. "I <i>hate</i> this part. I feel like an idiot missin' you when we're going to see each other so soon."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Me, too. How about a kiss good night?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He wiggled his eyebrows at her and got up off the chair to sit next to the pool. Elly, in turn, hoisted herself partially out of the water onto a ledge apparently built for this purpose. "I thought you'd never ask."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Their kisses grew longer, lingering until he hummed softly in such unbridled pleasure that she forgot herself. Her fingers wove through the ponytail he fixed his hair in, finding the tie and unfastening it. He pulled back, a knowing smirk on his lips to go along with the mischevious glint in his eyes. As she watched he casually shook the golden tresses down so they fell over his shoulders and back, framing the dear, sweet face she'd fallen so hard for. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly's defenses fell as he reached for her. She shivered as his warm palms caressed her back, expecting a play for her breasts, but his fingers moved lower out of curiousity. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He kissed her again. At this rate he never wanted to stop, his mind clouded with desire but lucid just enough as his hands began to wander. All he could focus on was the kisses ...and the shiny tail close to his fingertips. Hizashi's hands slipped smoothly over the scales, gripping gently. </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;"><i>This really is real</i>, he thought even as his arousal grew. <i>There's no extra layer here, no seam. This is skin</i>.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"H - Hizashi..."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"So beautiful." His fingers stroked, coming around towards the front of the massive fish tail. There was one spot where the scales didn't line up exactly, but his gentle fingers getting too close caused her to stiffen and jerk backwards.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"We should stop," she gasped.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Hizashi swallowed his disappointment, forcing himself to roll away. "Yeah. Yeah, okay."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I don't know, um. I don't really understand my body yet."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Ya don't hafta justify your decision, babe." He paused in thought, frowning for a minute. "Wait, you don't know? It's <i>your</i> body."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly took a deep breath. "I wasn't born like this, Zashi. It's not natural." Her heavy tail beat in the shallow pool once in agitation, sending a spray of salt water over them. "S - sorry. I'm nervous."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Not natural? What?" </span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I did this to myself." She dug her hands in the sand and blurted out, "it's magic."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Once upon a time the music professor would have laughed this off as a joke, but he was far less dubious now that his girlfriend was half fish. Still, he frowned harder. "Magic?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Well... yeah."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Hizashi sighed, leaning back on his elbows to stare up at the starry sky. As she waited nervously for his reply he absently sought out familiar star clusters and constellations that had been with him since he was small. "Magic," he repeated.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I know it's a lot -"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"You're living proof, yeah?" He looked over at where she lay, his gaze lingering on her shining tail. He'd <i>touched</i> her there, and he knew what fish felt like. It was identical; a living, blood-coursing part of her. "I accepted that already. Shouldn't be a lot more to believe in magic."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"But it is?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Eeeehhh..." Hizashi rocked a hand back and forth. "I love music, yo. All kinds! Have since I was a kid, an' I remember listening to stuff like <i>In the Hall of the Mountain King</i>. Like, really seeing the troll king in my head." He grinned at her. "I had nightmares for a week."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She giggled a little. "I know what you mean. There was some classical piece this kid's show paired with a mummy skit and it scared the shit out of me! The music still kind of does, too."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">He nodded. "But like, what I'm gettin' at is that it's kept me open-minded, I guess..? I dunno."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"I'm glad. But still nervous."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Don't be." He took her hands in his, looking earnestly into her eyes. "You can tell me whatever you want. We can go slower, whatever. All I really want is to be with you."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Elly smiled gratefully at him. "Thanks, Zashi."</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Still on for that swim, right?"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">She waved at him from the dark sea. "I can't wait!"</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">It wasn't until he was rinsing off in his shower before bed that he realized he had more questions.</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">"Wait, she said she did this to <i>herself</i>, didn't she?"</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><!--/data/user/0/com.samsung.android.app.notes/files/clipdata/clipdata_bodytext_220901_234115_545.sdocx-->Elly Sketchithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379366244806552515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215088096790179351.post-1851781534576643432022-09-01T00:21:00.002-07:002022-09-01T00:21:39.019-07:00Sls final<p> "Wait, so what you're telling me is, <i>you</i> made that hurricane on your wedding and yet you blamed your brother?!"</p><p><br /></p><p>Pepa looked uncomfortable, and a fogbank obscured her face as she answered. "Yessss... I took his joke too seriously."</p><p><br /></p><p>"You're both okay now, right?" </p><p><br /></p><p>There were a few conversations like that during their meal as Elly was told by various family members the stories of what happened after Bruno left and then came back. Most were a little awkward, at best, and her man tossed some salt backwards at the table at the end of breakfast for good luck. He wasn't quite sure everything was going to go as smoothly as they wished, and they could use all the extra luck they could get.</p><p><br /></p><p>They retired to his tower to discuss plans, and she was silent the entire trip up. </p><p><br /></p><p>"Is everything all right, love?"</p><p><br /></p><p>"Yes!" She hugged him before flinging herself onto a comfortable chair. A rat scurried onto the back with a brush in its paws, wriggling its whiskers and staring at her hair with longing.</p><p><br /></p><p>Bruno raised an eyebrow at it. "<i>Not now</i>," he mouthed silently, shooing it away with a panicked look. The furry creature pouted but ran off.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Everything's better now than it's been for years," Elly continued with a smile. </p><p><br /></p><p>He stared at her for a moment, coughed, and sat on the bed beside her. "I don't think my mother -"</p><p><br /></p><p>"She doesn't approve of me for some reason. I know. She didn't when we were kids, and she doesn't now."</p><p><br /></p><p>He shrugged. "I don't care. The present is more important than the past."</p><p><br /></p><p>"And the future?" She paused, hesitating and unsure. "Bruno, <i>our</i> future?"</p><p><br /></p><p>He sighed, rubbing his arms and withdrawing into himself. "Please don't ask about such things."</p><p><br /></p><p>Elly apologized at once. "I'm sorry, I just - you know I'm scared. If I lost you again I don't know what I'd do."</p><p><br /></p><p>He stared at the floor for several long minutes before sighing. "If you want, I'll share one with you, but! It might not be what you expect, and it may show you what you do not wish to know." </p><p><br /></p><p>"I - I don't want to cause you pain."</p><p><br /></p><p>"The visions themselves don't hurt," he informed her, rubbing his temples. "It's what I See, when and how much, along with the stress of trying to decipher it all. And, and, well... it's worse when it's unexpected or I wake up with the remnants of one like this morning."</p><p><br /></p><p>"People interpret your visions badly, right?"</p><p><br /></p><p>He nodded. "<i>Si</i>."</p><p><br /></p><p>"But there's different sides and ways of seeing things... like Mirabel realized. Right? I'll chance it. I want to share this at least once, since it's a big part of you." She took his hands in hers and held them to her lips. </p><p><br /></p><p>He watched her silently for a few long seconds and then sighed dramatically loud. "All right." </p><p><br /></p><p>"Thank you."</p><p><br /></p><p>"But we have to go outside here. The room before this has the area I do this in."</p><p><br /></p><p>"The one with the candles." He nodded and helped her up with a hand gone suddenly cold. Elly frowned in concern but as soon as she was up he was out, preparing the sandy floor beyond.</p><p><br /></p><p>The room was circular, as it was the top of the tower, and flanked with sconces that held candles. Green glass depictions of his previous sessions were set into the wall in intervals, peppered liberally throughout with the trials of human life. They weren't all depressing, she noticed - the few she could see showed happy marriages and similar scenes. She watched as he readied his viewing space.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Okay." At last Bruno sat inside the circle and crossed his legs, taking a deep breath as he lit the leaves around them. "I - I need to do this, to help me..."</p><p><br /></p><p>Elly curled her tail neatly around herself and sat across from him. "You don't have to explain if you don't want to. It's stressful enough and I appreciate your efforts."</p><p><br /></p><p>He nodded gratefully and closed his eyes. When he opened them a moment later the green was lit from within, though curiously blank as he looked at what she couldn't see right away. The fire between them roared up and sand spiraled into a cone around the couple, whirling rapidly. She laid her ears back but sat quietly watching the sand as it began to coalesce into images. The dark-haired man suddenly stood, his poncho whipping about himself and his hands balled into fists.</p><p><br /></p><p>It was two older people; both, however, easily identified. His older self lay on a bed and a a grandmotherly Elly sat beside him, holding his hand. She kissed it, then laid it on his chest before setting her forehead on his motionless arm to weep.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Oh," Elly whispered as the scene unfolded, sobbing. "Oh my god."</p><p><br /></p><p>His knees gave way and he crumpled to the ground, still-glowing eyes pouring tears down ravaged cheeks. He instinctively caught the glass piece the vision produced from the sand and held it up, tilting it this way and that. "Now you know," he husked. The fire in his eyes went out all at once.</p><p><br /></p><p>"Why are you sad?" Elly grasped his face in her hands and covered him in kisses, still crying a little. "Everyone is going to die someday, but your vision shows we'll be together right until the very end. It's bittersweet, yeah, but look how much we're in love."</p><p><br /></p><p>"There was death but <i>you saw love</i>?" His large eyes focused on her, wet with tears and filled with wonder. "You - you really still want to be with me?" </p><p><br /></p><p>"There are no bad visions," she insisted. "It's life. There's no way to escape it. You don't make these things happen, Bruno. I won't leave. I love you."</p><p><br /></p><p>"I showed you <i>death</i> -" his voice broke and he took hold of her by the shoulders, tilting his head as his eyes still poured tears. "Or something close to it, my <i>gata</i>, my precious one... and you? You still..?"</p><p><br /></p><p>She looked deeply into his eyes and nodded. "There is no life for me unless I can be with you until the end."</p><p><br /></p><p>"I - I can't..!" He sniffed loudly, then grasped her around the waist with a determined grunt. "The - the <i>official</i> marriage can wait. I can't anymore." He lifted her in his arms and purposefully carried her into the living quarters.</p><p><br /></p><p>He laid her on the bed - <i>our bed,</i> she mused dreamily as she held her arms out towards him. <i>This is our bed now</i> -- and joined her, kneeling above. </p><p><br /></p><p>Clothing was shed as they kissed and caressed, writhing on the sheets and tangling them in places until he muttered and tossed them aside. He turned back as they fluttered to the floor and their eyes met and held.</p><p><br /></p><p>"I've never done this before."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Me, either." She held out her arms. "But I think we can figure it out, no?"</p><p><br /></p><p>Bruno smiled then, a genuinely happy smile. "I think you're right. Here, maybe if..."</p><p><br /></p><p>They shifted and moved together slowly until their bodies became one.</p><p><br /></p><p>"<i>My god</i>," he gasped, shuddering. "You're so <i>hot</i> inside, <i>mi alma</i> - my soul -- I never thought..!" He fell over her, his forehead pressed to hers and his eyes dark with passion. His hair tented over them, giving them more intimacy as they came together in a devastating kiss.</p><p><br /></p><p>"You feel so good," she moaned. "Please don't stop. Keep loving me."</p><p><br /></p><p>He arched his back, sweat dripping from his brow and beading on his skin everywhere else. "I'll try my best," he wheezed, "but <i>this</i>, this is different. It's so much <i>more</i>."</p><p><br /></p><p>She raised her legs along his sides and kissed him seriously. "Don't worry, give me what you can and I'll do the same."</p><p><br /></p><p>"Oh god." He moved slowly for fear of losing control, his hips bucking now and then as a shudder of pleasure wracked his body. As predicted, however, the pleasure was simply too much; he couldn't hold back and lost himself in an explosive release of pleasure.</p><p><br /></p><p>He needn't have worried, however.</p><p><br /></p><p>His love was with him in body and in soul, as she would always be.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Elly Sketchithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379366244806552515noreply@blogger.com0