Rough Play

Els/Zashi
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Elly had showered, then soaked in a scented bubble bath for a long time, taking extra care to use the scented body wash that matched the bath powder. When she got out of the tub she took out a brand new treat - a body lotion in the exact same smell. This would make sure her man's favorite scent lingered on her buttery soft skin. She dressed slowly, pulling on a cropped t-shirt with his radio program logo on it and something special - a thin, black thong. She hated how the things felt but he had expressed interest one day and honestly, she didn't expect to be wearing it for long. The shirt was so short when she moved he would see that she wasn't wearing a bra underneath. She shook herself lightly, fluffing her hair and tail out, then strolled into the bedroom.

Her boyfriend was laying comfortably scrunched up on the bed wearing his lounge clothing - sweatpants and some worn, soft shirt with an english phrase on it. He wore them as a joke, knowing most people wouldn't get it. Tonight's read: "World's Okayest Radio Jockey".

Hizashi looked up from his book as she entered the bedroom, placing it aside. He unhooked his glasses from his t-shirt collar and put them on.

"Oh, snap!" He pursed his lips, sounding off a lecherous wolf whistle. "I mean, w-o-o-o-w, princess. That's... wow."

She giggled and crawled onto the bed towards him, cat-like, her tail waving in the air and her ears turning towards him. Hizashi moved his legs so she could sit between them and she did, rolling back and spreading her legs as well.

"Shit, babe!" His eyes boggled as he stared at what little she had on. The thong had slipped, besides, and the combination was too much for him. "I've got to have you!" He lunged forward, driving her onto her back with a soft cry.

"Ooh, Zashi, you're squeezing me." His hands were wrapped around her wrists tightly. "I like it."

The Voice Hero buried his face in her neck, humming with delight at the delicious smell of her skin. "I can't believe you. Wearing that, smelling so good... ugh, baby, you drive me crazy!"

Elly wrapped her legs around him and humped forward, bumping against his groin. "That's what I want."

"To drive me nuts?" He laughed, then choked as she abruptly thrust her hand in his sweatpants, grabbing his erection. "W - wait, you can't want me to really lose it."

She kissed him on the mouth as hard as she could, driving her tongue inside to war with his. Hizashi let out a low, keening sound that resonated in their apartment. He was really struggling to hold back. "I do, Zashi. You're a sweet, gentle lover. But I feel it when you want more. Couldn't we try some rough sex? I really love your strong body."

"Babe..."

"It turns me on so much." She wriggled under him, eyes widely innocent, and reached up to grab the back of his head. He had his hair down for the night, and she mischievously pulled the golden strands. She slowly scraped her nails in his scalp, digging in lightly and pulling from the roots of his hair up. He breathed in sharply, amazed how the slight pain could excite him. "You're so handsome. So tall and fit, Hizashi. I love your body and I want you to dominate me with it."

"Ah, dammit!" He whipped his glasses off and tossed them onto a pair of socks that lay on the nightstand. When he faced her his green eyes were deadly serious, his mouth set in a rather villainous smile. "What yer sayin', pretty lady, is you want me to fuck you silly. Is that about right?"

Her chest heaved. "Yes!"

He reached out and wrapped his long fingers around her wrists again. "You wanna be held down and maybe roughed up a little?" She whimpered loudly and he nodded to himself. "Give me a yes or no, first. You want me to hurt you just enough?"

"Yes, Hizashi," she purred, her striped tail twitching beside her.

"If I do this, you might get a lot of bruises. You okay with that, princess?"

She smiled and shrugged, causing her breasts to bob in a very distracting way. He licked his lips, watching. "I like showing those off. Unless you're going to be too embarrassed about it in school, go for it. Besides, you can do them where my suit won't show 'em. If it's too much I'll tell you."

"All right," he murmured. "safewords, then. Rough play, no condom. That sound good?"

"I've been taking my pills. Sounds perfect to me."

"Anything else?"

"Mmn, I'll let you know if I want anything." She struggled a little in his grip, winking at him. "If you decide to let me have it, that is."

He ground his teeth together. "You're too much... ugh! Tell me you want me again." His breathing had picked up and he started to pant in excitement. His sweatpants were pushed down so fast she laughed a little.

"Break me, lover."

"Oh, shit!" He twitched violently. Her turn of phrase threw him off guard and he actually howled, reminding her strongly of the shock jocks she had listened to back in the day. He shoved her thighs apart with his knees and kept her wrists down. "Now yer gonna get it."

She shivered, her eyes bright as she watched him. Her gaze was so intense it caused him to cough shyly. "Els, y'know, can I ask a question before we..?"

"Sure. What?"

"You - the way you look at me, like just now." He swallowed audibly and placed his forehead on hers. "What do I do that drives you wild? I can see it, but I didn't do anything yet!"

Elly laughed softly. "It's that expression you get, love."

"My face?"

"Only sometimes. The one the kids at school say is scary as shit."

Hizashi raised one eyebrow, his mouth curving in a sly grin as one of his spiralled eyes squinted at her and the other remained wide. "Really?"

Her breath caught in her throat. "Ohhhh."

His lips twitched. "Thanks, princess. I'll be sure to use it sparingly on ya." His smirk grew wider and he leveled the full force of his cocky gaze directly at her for a long moment.

"Hi-za-shiiiii..." She sounded drunk and looked it as well. Her cheeks had rosy patches on them, her purple eyes starry. He sucked in air through his teeth when her lips parted and she began to pant.

"I'm gonna destroy you, aren't I?" He snickered.

"Yes," she breathed reverently.

"Goooood." His smile grew predatory. "Let's push this up, then, shall we?" He shoved a hand up her shirt, groping her breasts while the other held her down.

"Your hand is so warm," she shivered.

"Yep. But yer hotter, babe. And let's see ... ahhh, these nipples are tight." His teeth closed on one, biting harder than he ever had. Tears sprang into her eyes, but she didn't stop him. He nuzzled and bit again, gentler this time. "Did I hurt you, poor baby?" A soft kiss followed. "I wouldn't want to do that."

"Hnnn!"

"I asked you a question, sweetie." He ran his hand down her side, grasping her tail and pulling it close to the base. "You answer me when I do that. M'kay?"

"Yes."

"Good girl." He leaned in and regarded her solemnly with his warm, green eyes. "Now, once again: did I hurt you?"

"Yes," she whimpered.

"Awwww." He sighed regretfully. "Listen to me real good now, princess, 'cause this is a tougher one. Did you like it?"

Her legs rubbed restlessly along his. "Yes!"

"Mmm hmm." He nodded. "Okay. I'm going to take some juicy bites out of that pale, smooth skin of yours. Maybe... here?" He pressed his lips to her collarbone, sucking and nipping. Hizashi didn't stop there but moved on, humming with pleasure as she squirmed underneath him. He covered her with love bites from her neck to her waist, then paused, his hands digging into her skin.

"I kind of want to go on, but you look like more of a dalmatian now than a cat. Plus I really wanna fuck."

"Hizashi..."

"That's my name," he quipped lightly, pressing his fingers in harder, watching the flesh whiten. He pulled his hands back and watched as the skin flushed red, little finger print dots on her midriff. "Heyyy, you're really pretty like this, y'know?"

"Zashi, you're too good at everything."

He sighed gustily and caressed the side of her face. "You know my secret, right? I love y'so much. I'll do anything for you."

She smiled up at him. "Same here."

He grinned. "Now, you still want a rough fuck?" Elly gave him such a look that he gasped. She twisted on the bed, humping towards his groin as much as she was able while managing to roll her shirt up without using her hands. "That is a freakin' yes. I see that." He stared long and hard at her, his tongue slipping out to wet his lips. "I've got an idea."

He got up and walked over to the closet, rummaging around under the hung clothing in boxes underneath and muttering to himself. She grinned as she watched him, clad only in his tshirt with his bare ass wiggling behind him. After a few minutes he exclaimed happily, holding one arm back for her to see. It was an old cord that went with his outfit from when he had been in high school. Headphones always used to need them, but now his were bluetooth enabled and he didn't use them. To be honest they'd gotten in the way but music and audio was part of his image and he hadn't been able to part with them.

"Hold your wrists up, lover."

He was careful not to tie her too tight.

She squirmed and twisted and writhed, restricted due to the cording wrapped around her wrists and his knees planted firmly on her legs. Hizashi reveled in the thrill of loving her without a condom, the pleasure far more intense as he slammed mercilessly inside her over and over again. He had grabbed a handful of her hair, careful to pull by the roots, and would tug when he felt she was getting close, distracting her just enough to pull her back from the brink. He was sweaty, he was hot, his breathing was hoarse and his hair swinging about him in a tangled mess as he rode her. She loved him so much she could barely contain herself. Elly got almost as much pleasure watching him as from what he was doing to her.

He suddenly reared up, throwing his shoulders back and moaning loudly. The hem of the shirt he still wore flapped loosely about his waist. "Y'gonna get it, baby! I'm close, and I - I'm gonna fill you up tonight!"

"Give it to me!"

"Hold on," he groaned. "Hold on, it's coming!"

"My god, Zashi!" She cried out harshly, snapping at the air as he fell down, his weight enough to knock the wind out of her. He shivered and mashed his mouth to hers to scream wildly down her throat. He made extra sure to not overuse his quirk while doing so, but it still vibrated her entire body from lips to toes. Elly slowly regained her breath as he lifted himself shakily off her.

"That was new," she gasped.

"I actually didn't mean to do that," he admitted with a shy grin. Hizashi untied her little by little, rubbing the spots the cord had pressed into, making sure she wouldn't cramp up. "Still okay?"

"Yeah." She winced a little when she was all the way free, tentatively lifting her legs. Hizashi supported them, helping her stretch one after the other.

"Careful," he murmured. "I, uh, shouldn't have used the cord. That was too rough. I'm sorry."

"No, it was fine." Elly smiled affectionately up at him.

"Did you enjoy yourself?" He picked her up, swaddling her in a warm, fuzzy blanket that laid at the foot of the bed.

"Mmm. Yes." She laid her head on his chest, sighing with content. "Just need to rest awhile before bathroom. 'Kay?"

"Perfect. Tell me when."

"Love you."

"Awww, kiddo. I love you, too."

Nekotonezumi - 1

Shota/Els AU
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The night air was cool on his skin as he raced through the thicket, ignoring the sting as leaves and branches sliced the exposed skin of his face. His familiar demon laughed wildly beside him, racing alongside in an arcing slash of electricity.

"'No problem', hmm? 'Just a little cat', huh? I told you this one was a she-beast!"

"Shut up." The man slowed at the edge of a clearing that led to the sea. The vegetation slowly dwindled here until sea grass and sand were the only things in sight. A trail of pawprints lay before them as they reached the water, and he bent to squint down the beach.

"She ran down the strand."

"No, really. I thought she went for a swim." The being paused to take on his more human form. He had pale skin and a normal human body for the most part. His golden hair, however, curled up from the back of his head unnaturally. A soft green wrapping with depictions of storm clouds covered his waist, leaving his tattooed upper body bare except for two silver cuffs on his wrists. Curls of colored, roiling clouds and lightning tapered down his shoulders and down his arms, while his back had a curious pattern of circular drums. "You want me to ...?" He turned around, his green, oddly spiralled eyes questioning.

"No." The man stood, grimacing as his knees popped. In contrast to the demon at his side he was rather unremarkable looking, pale, with a scruffy days' worth of stubble always on his face and a half moon scar under his right eye. His long black hair was tied back with a rawhide thong in a messy ponytail that accentuated his worn features. He wore a black hakama with baggy gray pants underneath and an open chested robe, but he was not equipped like a samurai and carried only a simple bag. "We can track her, Hizashi. Let her wear herself out before we reach her. Then she will be easier to catch."

"You're far more evil than we are, Aizawa Shota."

"So you say." He pointed at the long run ahead of them. "Let's go."

They reached her as she sped up the beach to a small cemetery near an old, broken down village. The nekomata spun about, her lavender pupils dissolving into an unnatural white glow as she hissed a warning. Her double-tipped tail slashed wildly through the air as she set her paws firmly in the dirt.

Aizawa stopped to catch his breath. "You're coming with me one way or another, cat."

She growled ominously, backing away from him and baring a mouthful of sharp teeth.

"That would be far more intimidating if you were larger, you realize." Hizashi stood some distance away, leaning on one of the larger gravestones. He yawned and stretched his arms over his head. "Call me if you need me, you pathetic piece of shit."

"I won't need you for a job small as this, windbag."

Her eyes narrowed as he spoke. She glanced back over her shoulder at the cemetery. "Don't come any closer. I'll bring up an entire army!"

"Will you?" He calmly reached into his bag and pulled something out that glinted coldly under the light of the moon. "Try."

She shook herself, then jumped at him, transforming along the way into a much more frightening spectacle of fur, fangs and razor-sharp, three inch claws. She slashed at the air in front of him, but he stepped quickly back. His gray eyes suddenly glowed bright red, tracking her as she leapt again. She yowled in confusion as her form shrank down to normal cat size, and Aizawa easily caught her. He snapped what he held around her neck - a silver collar wrought with inscriptions meant to hold her in check. The demon screamed, an eerily human sound, and fell onto the ground before him, writhing in agony.

He blinked. The feline was now a pale, trembling woman with short, dark purple hair, cat ears and a tail. She pounded her leg with a fist and screamed again in fury.

"Hizashi."

"Yeah?" He cracked an eyelid open.

"She can change form, too."

The thunder demon whistled appreciatively. "Whoo, you're not kidding, boss. I didn't know cats could do that."

"So kill me already," she demanded, staring up at her captor. "That's what you humans all want, isn't it? Get it over with!"

Aizawa raised an eyebrow as she thrust her bare chest defiantly at him. "You know I probably can't."

"Yes. But you'll try." Her ears laid back and she suddenly flinched away from the ocean nearby. He bent to help her up but she wrenched her arm out of his hand. "Don't touch me!"

"You're going to need clothing."

"Not going to kill me right away? There's only one reason for that I can think of." She rolled to her feet and backed away from him. "If you try to lay with me, you filth, I'll bite it off!"

He pinched the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger, sighing wearily. "I'm not depraved enough to try and sleep with a monster."

"You're the monster!" She took a few more steps.

"I wouldn't get too far from him, if I were you," Hizashi called out. She ignored him and spun about as if to run. Aizawa folded his hands into his sleeves and waited calmly. She didn't get far before the collar glowed red and she gasped, falling once more in a crumpled heap.

"You're bound, demon." The dark haired man walked over to her and stood staring blandly down into her agonized eyes. "You can't escape me; if you walk further than ten paces away the collar will cause you incredible pain."

Hizashi picked her up, stroking a fall of hair away from her cheek. "I'm sorry."

"Why are you with him?!"

"Oh, I'm bound, too." Hizashi tapped the wristlets he wore, then pointed at her collar. "Same way you are, sweetheart."

"Damn it! Do you think it's your right to enslave us, human?"

King of my Heart - 17

Els/Zashi
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They kissed so many times that she lost count. Time didn't matter in the warm, dark, bedroom anyway, and they forgot about everything but each other as they hurriedly removed each other's clothing.

"So gorgeous," he gasped, running his hands down her side. "You're my everything, babygirl."

"Zashi, you're too much." She stroked his abdomen, smiling as she felt his muscles jump wildly at her touch. "So handsome," she murmured, kissing him full on the lips.

"Want you ready for me," he groaned. "Let's see how wet you are." She tossed her head to the side, purring, as he slid a finger inside her body. He slipped in and out, rubbing her clitorus with his thumb.

"Please, please now, Zashi! I want you!"

"Oh dear god, yes. Here, wait just a second." He ducked across her to grab something off the nightstand. He yelped as he fumbled the box for a moment, but caught it before it hit the floor. "Uh... ah, here."

She giggled. "You bought so many."

He grinned sheepishly. "Yeah. I didn't know what you might need, or like or anything. They have so many types now!"

"I'm okay with anything, really." She poked through the pile that had tumbled out of the box. "Here, try this."

"'Kay." He tore the packet open carefully and took the prophylactic out with trembling hands.

"Zashi, you're nervous."

"Hell, yeah!" He rolled the tube on himself, frowning in concentration. "I'm about to make love to the most important woman in my life for the first time." He paused, then bit his lip. "I want to make it good, baby."

She laid a hand on his. "Sweetie, you don't have to worry. No matter what, I can promise you this will be the best sex I ever had in my life."

"B - but... how?"

"Because it's with you," she said softly, looking down with a gentle smile on her lips. He knelt in front of her, his eyes wide and his body ready for sex with his penis bobbing about covered in the brightly colored latex sleeve.

Hizashi started to cry. He wailed softly, his head thrown back and his adam's apple moving as he choked a little.

"Oh no, sweetie, don't!" Elly gathered him in her arms. "What's wrong? Was it what I said?"

He sniffled back further tears, wiping his naked eyes roughly with the back of one hand. His glasses had been removed long ago and lay folded nearby. "Sorry... sorry!"

"No, it's okay. Do you not want to do this?"

"No no no no," he gasped, pressing his body on top of hers, rolling her on her back on the bed. "I want this very much. You. I want you. I guess I was so afraid of messing up, and then you tell me the perfect thing." He laughed weakly. "Sex makes me very emotional. Look, I still want you." He rubbed the tip of his member on her body.

Elly hissed sharply. "Oh, yes."

"Yeahhh," he whispered. Then, with a twitch of his lips, he nuzzled close to her ear. "Hey, lover. Are you readyyyy?" She laughed in sheer joy at this, and it gave him courage, his heart filling with the love he had for her. "Wrap your legs around me," he whispered dreamily. "And hold tight."

"Yes," she sighed. He ran a hand along her leg as she raised them, moaning in rapture. Then, after savoring the moment for just a little longer, he thrust inside of her.

He had already teased her body nearly all the way but the pause while they got ready had diminished the heat in her loins the slightest bit. As he moved forward, however, his angle rubbed deliciously on the little bundle of nerves that gave her the greatest pleasure. She clung to him, breathing hard, striving to move her hips in time with his as he loved her.

She knew he was a loud man, knew he loved to make her scream, too. What she didn't realize was how talkative he was during the actual act of sex. He praised her body, her beauty, her warmth and more until she was driven nearly insane. It helped that he was a tender lover, taking the time to work up to speed slowly, while listening to her cries to gauge when and how to move inside her. He hadn't taken his necklaces off, and they bounced, jingling lightly as he bucked faster.

"Ahhh, feels so good deep inside you!"

"So sweet!" She cried out. "Hizashi, your love is so sweet!"

"Yeahhhh," he moaned thickly. "Sing my name! Sing it - I'm close!"

"H - Hizashi!"

"Come now and we come together!" He rested his forehead on hers, eyes squeezed tight with tears streaming down his flushed cheeks. "Oh, my princess, yes, my love. I feel you shaking, I'm - I'm gonna..!"

Elly cried out fiercely, her toes curling as her orgasm burst forth in a shudder of electricity that took her breath away. His cry came next, an inarticulate keening that rattled the windows in the apartment. When she came to Hizashi was whimpering, kissing her and jerking tightly forward in little spasmic thrusts.

"Ah, ah god, ahhhhh!" He was beautiful in his orgasm, his back arching, sweat rolling down his golden skin. His hair had come undone, and the blond tresses flowed down his shoulders and back. He filled the room with his softer cries as he wound down, and then shook himself all over suddenly and fell on one arm.

"Hold on."

"Yeah..." He took hold of the base of the condom and carefully pulled out of her body. Panting, he tied the end in a knot and tossed it into a wastebasket nearby.

"That was wonderful," she gasped when he joined her again. "You're amazing."

"Ah ah, sweetie," he contradicted her gently, touching a finger to the tip of her nose. "I've never felt anything like that before, either." He paused, shuddering. "You're right about one thing, though. That. Was. Amazing!"

Elly giggled faintly. "I love you, you big dork."

Hizashi flopped beside her, reaching out to pull her closer. "Mmnn, I can't possibly love you more, I think. Y'wanna snooze before we go out to eat? We gotta talk about a lot of stuff."

"Yeah. Just a quick nap."

They fussed about until they found their natural sleeping position: Hizashi spooned behind Elly, with his chin resting on the top of her head and the back of her head snuggled against his upper chest. His one arm was snug under the pillow and one rested around her, while she slept with hers drawn up against her.

King of my Heart - 16

Els/Zashi
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The couple met up after they cleaned up and changed into their casual clothes for the night. They wandered from her hotel through the shops and down the main street that led to the campus, holding hands.

"Have you thought about where you'll be living?" Hizashi gave her hand a little squeeze.

"Doesn't every teacher live in that complex?"

Hizashi rubbed the back of his neck nervously, his necklaces tangling together. "Yeah! Yeah, we do."

"Well, there you go. Do you pick any empty one, or get them assigned? Oh, hey, you've got an empty one right next to -"

"Hush, princess." He pressed a finger to her lips, cutting her off mid sentence. "I wanted to ask if you'd like to move in with me."

She stopped dead in her tracks. "Hizashi Yamada, are you out of your mind? Sharing an apartment? We haven't even been... well, you know. We haven't been that intimate yet." Her voice dropped low as she spoke this last, one hand raising to tuck a lock of purple hair away from her cheek.

He grinned, leaning over to whisper in her ear. "That's a problem easily remedied."

"Zashi!"

"Baby, I love you." He took both her hands in his and pulled them to his chest, green eyes beseeching. "I wanna wake up every mornin' and see your face and - and I wanna make love to you all the time. Not just that kind," he said as he pressed his cheek on hers. "The always kind, ya dig?" She was left speechless, trembling against him. He held her close, ignoring the people milling around on the street, and kissed her passionately. "Come back to my place and let's make it ours."

Elly had never thought the word was something real people did, but here she was, swooning in his arms. He picked her up and whimpered happily, a cute little sound that just about melted her heart.

He carried her into the bedroom. It was the first time she had seen it, and she wasn't surprised at all. Hizashi had a large, western style bed with a head board. The wooden floor was covered under the bed in a circular rug that looked like a record. He slept on hold and black satin sheets with tons of fluffy, fuzzy pillows heaped in a pile. She giggled when she saw he had a large velvet poster of a tiger on one wall.

"Please tell me that you have a black light."

He smiled shyly and snapped the second light switch near the door. Elly squealed in delight, kicking her feet in the air as a galaxy of glowing stars were revealed on the ceiling. The tiger was colorful as well, the bright eyes and stripes shining in the darkened room.

"You're amazing," he whispered, his throat working as he struggled not to cry.

"What? Zashi, what's wrong?"

He walked over and set her on the slippery sheets. "I told you I get laughed at a lot, right? That no one takes me seriously. This -" he indicated his bedroom with a sweeping motion of one hand, "this was a deal breaker for quite a few women." He coughed abruptly, realizing this may have made her jealous.

"Idiots," she scoffed. Her lower lip was thrust out in a pout, though, and her brow was furrowed. She didn't like to think of him with anyone else.

"You get it, though, princess. You get me. They didn't." He joined her on the bed, stroking her hair back to kiss the fading bruise on her neck. She shivered voluptuously. "And I mean that literally. You get me, and they didn't." He growled low in his throat, his hands beginning to wander.

"Oh my god," she breathed. "Hizashi."

The Colors of the Rainbow

Shota/Els
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Aizawa crawled lithely over to her on the bed, his eyes filled with promise. He was nude to the waist with only a pair of boxer briefs on and his socks. He waited patiently in front of Elly until she paid him attention. She finally smiled and looked up from her phone. He was nipping the corner of a small packet between his teeth that were showing in a sly grin. 

"I bought special some things for tonight, my queen."

"Uh oh." Elly backed further up into the mound of pillows on their bed, ears twitching. "You've got that look in your eyes," she gasped. 

"Me?"

"Yes." She took the condom from his lips and squinted at him, staring hard. "You're up to something, Eraserhead. You aren't the playful type."

"Play?" The predatory grin grew wider. "Who said anything about play? This is serious business." He spread his fingers out before her like a poker hand. Between each one was a different colored condom pack. "I just bought these, and I'm eager to test them out."

She blinked. "What's so special about them? I thought you hated condoms."

Aizawa grunted softly, wriggling on his belly until he was laying between her knees with his chin resting on her belly. "I do," he said in a much drier tone. "But these are supposed to be different. They have all been enhanced by people that have unique quirks." He paused and managed to look shy for a minute, blushing. "It was not a logical purchase, but one I simply ... wanted."

"Damn it, why do you have to be so cute?" 

This time his gray eyes were reproachful. "You know how I feel about that word."

"You love when I call you that." Elly purred and rubbed under his scruffy chin. He snapped at her fingers in jest, and she giggled girlishly. "Okay, what do they do, then?"

"They all have lubricant that will accomplish different tasks. The red one makes us both very sensitive." He pointed as he laid them out. "The yellow has pheromones, the orange increases orgasms for women, the blue inhibits them for us both."

"Ooohhh." 

He chuckled wickedly. "The green makes us come faster, the purple allows a man to have multiple orgasms, but this one -" He held up the last, "the gold is supposed to be the best."

"What does it do?"

"The company won't even say. All the reviews claim it's amazing."

"Oh, my." 

He stacked the condoms on the nightstand and pulled himself up and over her body. She slid her arms around his neck, playing with the hair out the back of his messy ponytail. "I took tomorrow off," he husked suggestively. "We have tonight and one whole day to try them."

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Aizawa moaned, thrusting his tongue past her lips. They both shuddered at the sensation and clung to one another, kissing frantically, not caring about strands of hair on the way or drips of saliva. Their teeth banged lightly against each other and he growled urgently, catching her swollen lower lip and biting. Sex was secondary at the moment because from the instant he had entered her with the red condom they had been overwhelmed. Skin felt hotter, touches sparked electricity everywhere. Aizawa's stubble, for instance, nearly destroyed her senses as they kissed. She stroked and petted his cheeks where it wasn't currently rubbing, causing him to shake in turn from the caresses. When his body shook, the tremors caused such a pleasurable spasm that he had to bite his hand to stay his cries. She pressed her mouth onto his neck, lips moving in a soundless scream. 

There was no logic; no thought. He simply moved, and with his first deliberate effort at continuing their sex Aizawa did something he never had before in his life.

He lost control. 

His hair flew up and his eyes burned red, as hot as his need and determined as his intent. His body became a single piston, delving as deep and as fast as he could inside his lover. All that mattered was the white hot tension all over him. Not just inside him, not just through touch. He needed more.

Elly dug her nails into his back and did the only thing she could do under his onslaught of love: she held on. Gripping as tight as she could, she concentrated on her own growing orgasm as he pounded away at her. His hot breath on her neck was starting to feel like it was burning and she swore she could feel his member swelling in anticipation of his release. She was right; Aizawa's lust for more had reached breaking point. He bit down on Elly's neck hard enough to draw blood. Her inarticulate feline shriek was suddenly, shockingly loud and it flipped him over the edge. His muscles flexed impressively, and as he quivered all over he lapped her pale skin clean from the wound. 

They lay there, both sweaty and wheezing feebly on the rumpled bed. Aizawa was the first to move,  concerned he might be too heavy for her. She gasped loudly, drawing in a lungful of air.

"Sorry," he apologized.

"Nnn... it's okay."

"D - did you?" He raised an eyebrow at her.

"Yes. You, obviously."

He nodded sheepishly. "Let's get you bandaged up, shall we? I feel like an ass for hurting you."

"Who said anything about hurt? That's when I came, Sho."

-

"Pheremones." She licked her lips and stared at the yellow packet. "You know what that will do, right Sho?"

"Make you horny as hell?" He snickered, rubbing at the back of his neck with his other hand. When they had gotten undressed he also tied his hair back, and one of them just got caught in the band. He found it and snapped the offender free with a grunt.

"Yeahhhh. Well, the scent will probably affect me more than you. If it's like the last one, I might go feral."

Aizawa's breathing started to pick up as he thought about the possibilities. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her in close. "Oh? I think you're worried about hurting me too much. I'm your mate, Ches. That's the important part you'll focus on."

She shivered, eyeing the latex tube a little uncomfortably as he pulled it free of the packaging. "The other was so strong, babe. I don't know..."

He nibbled on her neck. "Trust me. I'll take care of you." When she still seemed unconvinced he settled back on his haunches, his erect penis thrust in her direction. As she watched, he rolled the condom on himself, panting gruffly and closing his eyes in bliss. She did indeed smell incredibly sexy right now, and he was taken one more time to the next level of arousal. "Come here," he growled lowly.

Elly's ears flicked back. "Damn it, Shota, you're too sexy. You - " She froze, her tail rising as her nose tested the air. He stroked the side of her face, brushing a wayward lock of purple hair back. Her hair always smelled nice, and he grew lost for a few moments, caressing her with his cheeks and snuffling the sweetness of those soft strands.

"Mmm. That's amazing. You always smell good, but..."

"I know," she breathed. She moved with him, purring loudly and nibbling at his neck. He grunted in appreciation when she lightly covered his shoulders in tiny little love bites.

"Ah, Ches." He sighed, grasped a loose handful of her hair and pulled her off of him for a kiss. Her lips were parted and her eyes dark with lust. She raised her rear off the bed, tail flicking in an obvious come on.

His penis twitched at the sight. "You okay?" He took his hand back and she mewed pitifully.

"Please, milord!" She leaned into his touch, pressing her cheek on his rough hand. "Don't deny me your touch."

"Holy shit. That's fucking hot," he moaned. "Say it again." He pet her as he would a house cat, curling his fingers to stroke and moving up to rub her ears.

"Milord?"

"That," he gasped. "Is that instinctual, or are you taking it from my nickname for you?"

"Don't know," she whimpered. "Need."

Ah, the smell was too strong for her, clouding her mind down to just one basic instinct. He nodded. "Present, my queen, and I'll mount you." She spun around so fast she almost whipped him across the face with her tail. "Easy." He pulled the striped length in one hand, laying it to one side.

"You know how to tease me just right."

"That needs to be out of the way. Up, up. There..." He settled her in a more comfortable position, using one hand to guide his erect penis. "Tell me when I'm in."

"Now!"

He almost laughed. She was so excited for him she was shaking all over. He moved forward at her request, entering that soft, moist heat that caused his lower body to tense immediately.

"Ah, Ches, this never gets old," he whispered. "I could lose myself in you every day, forever."

"Yes!"

"Feeling it already?" He pushed tentatively forward a few times.

"Faster, faster," she urged him, arching back in time with his strokes. "Come inside me, my strong, handsome mate."

"Shit!" Aizawa held on tight to her waist, rapidly thrusting in tight, hard little bucking motions. He found out the first time they had tried this position that it wasn't as easy as it looked. If he moved too much, gravity would cause him to pop out and it took a bit of maneuvering to get his slippery member back in again. She was clawing wildly at the sheets with her hands, obviously enjoying herself, so he decided to try a little play. Leaning over as he slapped into her, he growled low in his throat. He tried his best to mimic a possessive tomcat, and from her reaction he did very well. Her body tightened so firmly about him that she brought him off, choking in shock. Her cries mixed with his, and for a few seconds he wasn't sure who sounded more like an animal.

"You sure downstairs is empty for the weekend?" Elly let herself collapse on the bed.

"Yeah, he told me he was going out."

"I hope so. I can't imagine how we must sound! That was so good I'm still twitching." She winced. "Ow, though. I think."

"Need a break?" He smiled as he slid the condom off. "The next one is going to be even more intense for you."

-

Elly melted onto the bed, eyes closed in rapture. Her boyfriend was kissing her all over, his slightly dry lips brushing tenderly across her flushed skin. She had been more nervous about the next color than the others and he was soothing her fears away. 

"I'll go slow, I promise," he murmured. "I want to give this to you. I love watching you come, my queen, you're so beautiful when I give it to you. Just think, so many sweet rushes of joy as I thrust inside you, over and over."

"Kiss me," came her purring whisper. "Kiss me like you want to love me."

"Soft, slow and sweet, hmm?" He grinned, tonguing her lips before pressing inside. He took his time, caressing her with his own naked body by dropping down to snuggle and back again. His rough hands stroked her cheeks as his hairy legs wrapped around hers. "You want your Sho now? Not scared anymore?"

"Oh, you adorable bastard." Elly held him tight, her heart racing with love and excitement. "Yes. I want my Sho so much."

"That's good," he laughed softly. "I'm ready. Let's just see how ready you are." 

"Shota, I just... oh, yes." Her hips rose as he gently stroked her folds open below. 

"Nice and relaxed and very wet. You're ready."

"Mmmn..."

"<i>There</i> we go." He eased his stiff erection into her, arms trembling as he pushed his upper half up. "My queen, you feel wonderful." He closed his eyes and took a moment before starting to move. Aizawa held himself back, striving to be as gentle as he could. His breath puffed warmly on her neck as he kissed her, whispering her name in ecstasy. Her cries grew in strength until she was clinging to him, breathing his name repeatedly.

"That's one," he kissed her neck. "Ready for another?"

"Bring it on," she gasped.

"I'm going to press deeper this time. Shh, now," he kissed her eyelids when she squeezed them tightly shut, tears trickling from the corners. "Just deeper inside you. Still slow."

"I know, it's - I'm not s - sure what it is, it feels good!"

"Mmm. Here?" Several carefully measured thrusts and she scrambled for purchase on his sweaty back, crying out in shock.

"Two," he husked, hips dipping low in an unhurried pace. "I wonder how many times a woman can come during intercourse?" This time it took awhile. He suffered himself to speed up, stretching his muscles as it became more of a workout. Some strands of hair had come free from his ponytail and tickled his neck. He took a long, shuddering breath and rolled his shoulders back, loving how her hands slipped down to grab his rear as it flexed. "Trying to pull me in deeper?"

"Oh my god, not again, again!" Her voice broke and she ended on a high pitched whine, tossing her head on the pillow. 

"Ah, my queen, so sexy. You're losing it. Want to try for four?"

"But! You - you ... how are you..?"

"Ches, I just came about a quarter of an hour ago." He paused, a wicked grin spreading across his features. "I can last for a long, long time." She wailed, staring into his warm, gray eyes. That evil smirk of his had set her off this time! Impossible! It was incredibly attractive to her, but how could that have done, well - this? She dug her toes into the sheets and arched backwards powerfully, tears starting to run down her cheeks. 

"Shotaaaa!"

"Is that four? My goodness." 

"Please, please, Sho, it's too much."

"Safe words, love. Remember." He tapped her forehead, stopping momentarily so she could think. "Yellow? Red?"

Elly paused, then shook her head no. She strained towards another amazingly syrupy slow release of pleasure. But it was so much she still protested. "I can't take it anymore!"

Aizawa chuckled. "Just want to beg, hmm? You really do know how to excite me." He groaned, frowning. "A little too well, in fact."

"Getting c - closer?" 

"How can I not? You're too delightful." 

"You're too good to me."

"Ah, damn it." He couldn't hold back anymore. But he could still end this on the gentlest of notes, the softest lovemaking they had shared in a long while. He gulped loudly, adam's apple bobbing in his throat. She knew he was close and encouraged him with kisses and light, ticklish touches on his lower back. He set his forehead on hers and stared into her eyes. "I love you, Ches."

She smiled weakly when she heard the catch in his voice. "Five," she husked softly.

-

"Makes you orgasm faster." She read the text on the side of the next one dubiously. "This sounds like a strange idea, this one." 

"Mm hmm." He read further. "There's more. It specifically states the lubricant has a spermicide."

She tilted her head curiously. "I mean, won't it just make this really quick? What's so special about that?"

Aizawa frowned. "I'm not sure, Ches. Men don't come that fast, despite rumors and jokes. I doubt it's possible." Then his brow lifted and he held it up out of the package in front of her. "Let's try it."

"If it's anything like the others you're gonna come the second you put it on," she muttered. 

"Then you do it and be sure to watch me." He placed it in her hand. "Unroll, push down to the base." 

Her ears perked up. "Oh." Doing this was different. He was the one that normally put the condom on to make sure it was on right. She carefully set it on his firm length and followed his directions, slowly sliding the tube down his warm flesh. 

Aizawa fell backwards onto the bed, hips jerking. It was about the reaction she had expected, but unbelievably sexy to witness him spasm this uncontrollably firsthand. She cried out with delight as he clenched his jaw, straining, every muscle in his body rippling impressively before her. The condom filled partially, semen collecting in the reservoir at the tip. The best part was his expression. She held her breath as his hair whipped upright, though some of it was caught under him on the bedsheets. His bloodshot eyes were shocked, wide open in a confusing mix of anguished rapture. He reached out blindly towards her, chest heaving, and grasped her arm. 

"Too... quick!" 

"We knew that, though."

He shook his head. "No, Ches, you don't understand, I..." He set a hand to his chest, struggling to breathe slower, to calm his rapidly beating heart. "I'm still hard!" He pushed her down and thrust inside her before his erection withered. Due to the nature of the condom, of course, the inevitable occured. She thrashed madly under his sweaty body, overwhelmed by the sudden electric shock that was her orgasm.

"So much! So fast! Oh, Shota!"

"I just realized why this one had the spermicide," he panted.

-

"I'm not sure why this one's a good idea." He shrugged. 

"I guess... I don't know either. It doesn't sound great, but neither did some of the other ones."

"Hmm." He placed his hand on hers, silently urging her to touch him. She smiled and tickled under the head of his member, admiring him. She loved every part of this man, and she intended to show it. 

"You want some attention, Sho? Before the condom?"

He lazily leaned back, offering his lap with a magnanimous gesture. "Generous of you to offer. I would like some kisses, please."

"Aww. Too cute." She arched forward, curling her tail in a sinuous curve. Her lips hovered above his bobbing length for a moment before she spoke again. "Since this one inhibits, get ready to slip it on when you're close."

"Agreed." He held up the open package.  She nodded and kissed him on his swollen head, mouth open and tongue swirling delicately. Aizawa sighed lustily. "I love when you kiss me there," he admitted, breath hitching in several great gasps. 

"I know." Elly lapped at the fluid bubbling up from the tip. "You make so much pre come when I do it."

"Ah..."

"I'm going to take it all in, love. Be ready." His body tensed and she pushed her lips down, keeping them as tight as she could. 

"Yessss." He rocked forwards a bit, moaning. "So good, so hot." She doubled her efforts, sucking noisily as she reached back to the tip. It didn't take too long before he was crying out. "Ahhh... Ches! I have to put it on!" His hands shook as he unrolled the condom on himself, and a curious expression came over his face. 

"Shota?"

"I - I think I want to tease you first, too." He rubbed the back of his neck. "This is a strange feeling."

"You do me how you want, lover," she purred enthusiastically. "Listening to you got me very excited."

"Mm. Just a little. I don't want this thing to roll off." He carefully ran a hand over her breasts, smiling fondly when she shivered. "Want me to suckle?"

"You tease. Saying it like that, so sexy."

"That a yes or a no?" He tweaked a pert nipple between his fingers. 

"Yes, please." She wrapped her arms around him as he snuggled close, mouth seeking her flesh to kiss. He licked and suckled, getting gentler when she moved restlessly against him, moaning. "Shota Aizawa, you make the very best love to me."

"That mean you want me inside of you?" He kissed her breast and laid his cheek on the soft skin, listening to her heartbeat.

"Always."

He sighed and kissed her as he thrust. "I think I see what the rainbow is doing for us." 

"Yes." She stroked his sides with her legs, reveling in the closeness of their act. Their sex was unhurried, accentuated by kisses and soft declarations of love. His lips worked on her neck, moving lightly. At first she thought he was kissing her, but then she heard it. Aizawa was whimpering, the sound growing louder the more he struggled to keep quiet. 

"I can't take it any longer." He flung his head back, the gray of his eyes dissolving into red. The back of his ponytail whisped upright, and he groaned. "I need to squirt!"

Elly blinked at his choice of words. If he was starting to talk dirty, he was really gone. The only time he spoke like that was when he was so turned on he didn't think. "You're losing it, Sho," she grinned. 

"How can you be so calm?! I've been pounding away at you forever!"

"I know, it feels so good."

"It feels fucking great! But it's killing me!"

"Then take it off." 

He turned that glowing glare on her, his eyes twitching. "I want to come naked inside you. If I take this condom off, I'm going to do it." 

"I know we always wear them, but I am on the pill. I think you could, at least once in awhile."

Aizawa pulled out of her so fast she jumped. He tore the rubber sleeve off himself, wincing, glad for the slight pain that allowed him to hold back. "It might still take awhile. Lube's still on but I can't wait." He dove at her and in, choking when he realized his mistake. It did not take awhile. He froze, tears pouring down his scruffy cheeks as the sensation overwhelmed him. "Ah, Ches, I want - I want to..! No!"

"Shota!"

"No, oh no!" He slapped the bed with one hand, struggling with himself. "Oh, shit, I - for a second there, I almost..." 

"It's okay. Whatever it is, it's okay."

He dropped his head to her chest, breathing hard. He couldn't tell her what he had almost said. If nothing else, it might have frightened her; he wasn't sure. Aizawa knew as they neared the end of the stack he might tell her anyway. These little things were incredible. He slid out of her and they nestled immediately into their post sexual cuddle. 

"Don't have to pee?"

"Too tired. Later." Elly laid her head on her boyfriend's chest, listening to the strong, rapid beat of his heart. It was slowing as he rested, the thudding growing softer. This was her lullaby she never wanted to sleep without. Aizawa's hands traced patterns on her back as she purred herself to sleep.

-

"If I'm to be completely honest, this one -" he held the purple up, his hand shaking a little, "concerns me the most."

"Mm hmm. How can you have multiple orgasms?"

"A man is not supposed to come too many times, too quickly. I know they say these are tested and safe, but..." He grimaced, knowing how he sounded. 

"Sho." She touched his cheek tenderly, smiling at him as she drew close. "I was afraid of the other one. It's okay. You want to cuddle a bit?"

His lips twitched. "You going to comfort me this time?" His hands unfastened the elastic that held his hair up and the dark tresses fell down about his shoulders. 

"If you'll let me, yes." 

"Okay." He scooted into her lap as she sat with her back against the pillows they had spread at the head of the bed. She rested an arm across his chest and began stroking his hair. "Hey, can I ask you something?"

"Mmm."

"You know when I got hurt a few months ago from that bug villian?"

She shivered. "The one that slashed your stomach. Oh, Shota... that was horrible."

"Yeah." He grinned wryly. "It wasn't that great. But you remember how you put the salve on my wounds? Even after they had scabbed over, because you said..."

"That way the scars wouldn't be as pronounced." She poked him above the navel. "And I was right, too. Of course I was also still worried they would het infected somehow. But you're all better now."

He nodded, holding her hand over his abdomen. "Could you... shit. Do that again?"

"You want me to rub your belly?"

He blushed but nodded again. "Towards the end, it started to really turn me on. Your hands are soft and you did it so gently."

"I know." She kissed his forehead, sighing. "I was scared, you know. He tried to gut you. I - I didn't want to think about living without you, but here was proof that you could get badly hurt." Her hand traced the defined muscles in his abdomen, stroking gently. 

"I guess I should tell you something," he coughed, embarrassed. "I told my agent I wanted less time on patrols. Not a lot," he went on quickly when she gasped in surprise. "Just a couple of days less. So I can be with you more."

Elly bit her lip but even that didn't stay the tears. "That's amazing." 

"Not really."

"Yes it is! You don't like being with other people. You would rather beat up on villains instead." Her hand ruffled the patch of hair on his lower stomach. "I'm glad," she added in a much softer tone.

"So am I," he breathed. "Ches, you - please, touch me more like that."

She saw she was still toying with the trail of fuzzy hair leading to his penis, which by now was curving up towards her hand in his excitement. "You want me to pet you. I'll gladly fondle you all night, Sho, but you're going to lose patience and jump me sooner or later."

His lips parted as he started to pant harder. "Good. Then I won't be afraid of hurting you."

"Oh, geez, is that why you don't want to wear this one?" She grabbed the packet out of his hand and took it out. "No way, sweetie. You would light yourself on fire before you hurt me, and I know it. Come to think of it, I would do the same for you." Her hand stroked lower, rubbing gently.

"Nngh... how is that so good." He rolled his head back, nestling between her breasts as she tugged on his erection. "I want you to ride me, Ches. Is that okay?"

"You know I can't refuse you."

He let a long, slow breath out. "I dreamed of this." His gray eyes were glazed with desire. "You climbing on top of me and riding me so hard, so fast... squeezing every last drop out of my body."

"Shota! You never asked."

"Okay, so I kept it a fantasy. Now put that thing on me, climb on and fuck me hard. See how many times you can make me scream."

"You're slipping, Sho. As soon as you start to talk dirty I know you're almost gone." She smiled at him as she set the condom on him and slid it down his length. 

"Yeah, yeah. Unghh... scrape me with your nails a little."

"Oh, my." She dug her nails lightly at the base as she finished sheathing him. Aizawa huffed impatiently and bucked upward, snarling. 

"C'mon, c'mon!"

"So impatient." 

"I almost came already!" His face was tense, brow drawn and lips pressed into a thin line. "I need to be inside you."

Elly was squirming around, trying to find the right angle. "This isn't easy, Sho. Be patient... there, I think."

"Ahhh god!" He bucked wildly up as she used her weight to settle firmly onto him. "It's not - it's a... how did they..?!"

"Shota?"

"I don't th - think I ejaculated," he whispered hoarsely. "But I definitely came."

"A dry orgasm?" She moved experimentally, bouncing just a bit. "Oh... this is good. Deep."

"I don't believe it," he choked. His body lay limp under hers, twitching all over. "I'm really going to do it. You - Ches, you're going to make me come again, wait!"

She grinned, moving fast and hard just like he had dreamed. His second orgasm was as strong as the first and left him feeling weaker, wanting to hold her but unable. 

"You almost screamed that time," she panted, holding her breasts so they wouldn't bob around too much. "It's sexy as hell, Sho. I think I like seeing you like this."

"Damn you, woman," he laughed wearily. "I don't know how many more of these I can take. It's like they just keep going..." 

"Coming."

"Ha," he wheezed. "Not fuh - funny." 

"Definitely not," she agreed, her eyes glazing over. "Shota, I'm going to come." He bit his lip, knowing she would squeeze him inside when she did but holding on for her sake. Elly sang out joyously, still rising and falling, connected by his agonized erection. And he came again with her. 

And immediately again. 

Strangling with panic, he couldn't speak for a few seconds as his body wrestled with the unimaginable. Aizawa sucked in a lungful of air, releasing it in a broken wail that got her immediate attention. And still his pleasure mounted, inexorable in its advance.

"No!" He thrashed on the bed, ripping the sheets off on one side. "Red!"

Elly yelped and threw herself off his body. "Shota, Shota, are you okay? What's wrong? Are you hurt?"

"Take it off," he sobbed, holfing his head in two hands. "Take it off me, kitten, I can't stand it anymore!"

She grabbed desperately for the condom and tried to peel it slowly so it didn't pull. He whined, arching towards her with huge tears rolling down his blotchy cheeks. 

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. Where does it hurt? How can I help?" She gently stroked the tears away.

"Hold me," he begged. "It hurts - I need to come naturally but it feels so good it hurts!"

"Oh my poor baby," she crooned sadly. "Poor Sho. There, easy, I've got you." She held him as softly as she could and rubbed the sticky flesh.

"Ahhh!" He flung his legs around her while she stroked him. "It's too much - don't stop -- too much!" 

Concerned, she cradled him as best she could in one arm, kissing his cheeks and whispering that she loved him. "It's okay, it's all right. Come for me and you'll feel better."

He didn't know what happened after that. He obviously had an orgasm, but when he finally came to he slowly focused in on her wide, purple eyes. "Oh thank god," she sighed. "I think we scared Hizashi and the others, but I didn't want to leave you."

He tried to speak but his throat was rough and sore. "Wh' th' hell?" Blinking in confusion he pointed at it questioningly. 

"You screamed yourself hoarse, dear." She handed him the water bottle they had placed beside them earlier and he drank gratefully.

"Uh..." He coughed. "Is that someone pounding on our door?"

She winced. "I think it's everyone."

"Ahhh, shit."

-

"So: the mysterious gold one. No one will say what this one does. They all claim it's the best, though." Aizawa shifted his girlfriend in his arms. They stared at the packet for a long while before she broke the silence.

"Are you sure you want to? I mean, after the last one?"

He blushed and looked uncomfortable. "That wasn't entirely bad. Just... powerful."

"Everyone was pretty shocked at us, though." She held a hand up to her own burning cheeks. 

"I want to finish these." 

"Okay." She placed her hand on top of his. "Me too."

They were cautious but passion soon won out over any risk they could think of. He took a deep breath and covered himself.

"You ready?"

"Yes." He embraced her tenderly, kissing her and sighing when she spread her legs for him. 

"I love you," he murmured as he nudged at her sex. 

"I love you, too." 

"Good." Aizawa grinned and lightly bucked his hips. "There we go," he whispered as he slipped inside her heated body. "Nothing scary yet."

"Mmm." She stroked his hair back and kissed him again. 

"Feel good?"

"Yes." Elly licked his lips, smiling when he responded by nibbling at hers. Their bodies met and held, rising and falling in a rhythm that was old as time. He set his forehead to hers in that endearing way he had, panting as their movements picked up speed. 

"Just feels right."

"Sho?"

"Being inside you." He spoke in a low, sexy growl that caused shivers to run down her spine. "Everything about you always feels right." 

"You are the sweetest man I've ever known," she moaned, gasping as he moved faster, even faster. 

He dug his hands into the sheets on either side of her, twisting the cloth as he strained. "I love you," he wheezed. "God, Ches, I love you more than any woman I've known in my life."

"Oh, Sho, you mean that?"

"Unghh!" He squeezed his eyes tight, tears slipping out of the corners. "Yes! You're my woman and I love you!"

"Y - you're the only man I ever dreamed about having kids with." His hands lifted her as he moved, embracing her so completely she cried out, overwhelmed by desire.

"That's good," he ground out. "I want to put a baby in you someday. Want..." He shuddered all over, growling, wanting to right now. His lower belly felt like a leaden weight was crushing him and he canted his hips, groaning as he felt his release approach.

"I want to be your wife," she wept suddenly, flinging her arms around him. "Oh, Shota, I want that more than anything!" 

"Yes!" His world exploded all around him as he came so hard he saw spots. Heaving in broken, hoarse gasps, he bucked hard into her, clutching her body to his in a semi-upright position. He heard her crying his name and nodded happily. Good. Everything was so very, very good.

He backed out as soon as he was certain she was finished, tossing the golden latex carelessly off the side of the bed. He was shaking too hard to aim well enough, anyway. He looked back to see she had covered her face, hiding under her pillow. 

"Truth quirk," he said at last.

She peeked out at him. "What?"

"It had a truth quirk in the lubricant." He sat with his legs folded Indian style, one arm resting on his knee while he rubbed the stubble on his cheek. He slowly met her gaze with his own. "We told each other how we really felt. What we really wanted."

"Oh."

"Are you frightened I don't feel the same way?" He raised a single eyebrow at her. "We told each other the same things."

"I - it's just embarrassing, I guess." 

He sighed. "Come out from under there." Aizawa leaned over and lifted the pillow away. "We just made incredible love and shared more with each other than we probably have with anyone else. There's nothing to be shy about." She pressed one hand to her mouth and he pulled that away as well. "No hiding. Talk to me."

"I'm scared." Her lower lip trembled and her eyes filled with tears. "Don't ever leave me!" 

His eyes widened in shock. "Cheshire, stop. Stop, shhh..." He crawled over and held her tight. "No, no, no. I'll never leave you. Hush, now." 

"I'm n - not good enough for you!" She sobbed quietly, trying to hold the tears in. A couple of seconds later, she realized his body had grown tense. She looked up, eyes blurry with tears, to find him staring down at her with burning red eyes. His hair swayed, his mouth set in a firm, decisive line of disapproval. 

"Don't you ever think that," he said in the deadliest quiet tone she had ever heard. "I don't know who hurt you so badly that you would ever think that, but whoever the hell it was I'd like to have some ... words with them." He cracked his neck with a sharp movement. "You are my fucking everything and I want you to marry me."

She stared incomprehensibly back at him.

"That requires an answer, Ms. Sketchit," he grunted sourly, his hair falling and eyes shifting back to gray. "Wouldn't you prefer to be Mrs. Aizawa?"

"Yes," she squeaked in a tiny voice.

"Then it's settled." He rolled over, fussing about until he was in his sleeping position. This involved cuddling her like a body pillow, completed by wrapping his arms and legs around hers. He yawned and nestled his chin into her hair. "Tomorrow we'll pick out a ring."