Mr. Mic

Mic/Els
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Elly walked down the hall, looking nervously around. She was wearing a one piece bathing suit they issued all girls on campus. Soaking wet, she sneezed and then jumped as she heard a familiar voice. Present Mic stood in the doorway nearest her, eyebrows raised.

"Hey, hey," he called out softly. "Where you tryin' to go, baby? You're barely covered."

"I can't get into my locker, Mr. Mic, and the girls used all the towels!" She shivered and rubbed her dripping arms.

"Poor thing." He stared down at her under his tinted glasses. "I bet I could dry you off. Warm you up, too."

"Do you have an extra uniform for me?"

"Got something better." He leaned over at the waist, spiralling eyes alternately wide and squinted. "How about I lick you dry, sweetie? All over. My nice, hot mouth'll warm you up quick."

Elly actually blushed. Mic was impressed; they had been lovers for a long time now and that shouldn't have caused her to become shy. How she managed to do it on command both amazed and aroused him. Right now she played the part of the shocked schoolgirl perfectly, crossing her arms and backing a couple of steps away.

"You can't be s - serious."

"I'm deadly serious," he murmured, his voice deepening. "How about you let Present Mic kiss you all over?"

"Oh my god." She gasped. Her back pressed onto the wall. Without realizing it, she had walked into a corner. Mic approached her with a confident swagger, running his fingers through his holden plume of hair.

"You don't look scared, you know." He grinned rather maniacally at her.

"I don't?"

"Nah. You look like you're about to come in your bathing suit. You keep fidgeting here." He walked in close, looming over her, and reached down to touch the junction between her thighs. "What's wrong? Suit too tight all of a sudden?"

"Mmnnn!"

"Oh, she does like it." He rubbed and she bit her lip, curling her toes on the bare floor. "How about I take this bad boy off..." He unhooked his neck speaker and slipped it free to set it beside them. "...there. Now we can take this off, too." He pulled her to him, slipping the straps off her shoulders and sucking on the cool, wet skin. His fingers slowly peeled the suit off, licking and catching the droplets of water as they ran. Right before he uncovered her breasts he paused, however.

"M - Mic?"

"I think I want to hear you say it." He whispered in one of her furry purple ears, brushing her damp hair back. "Tell me you want me to suck on your cute little nipples."

She choked, definitely embarrassed this time and not entirely acting. "Uh... I ..."

He licked a thin trail with just the tip of his tongue from her neck around to her mouth. "Yeahhhhh?"

"I want you to - I want your mouth on me."

"Where, sweetie?" He brushed against her, tickling her with his mustache. "Where do you want your teacher's mouth?"

Her breathing grew hoarse and she closed her eyes tight, hands balling into fists on his back. "Wanna feel your mouth on my nipples," she squeaked, her voice barely audible.

Hizashi's heart was pounding so violently in his chest that he coughed once, lightly. "You are fucking amazing. Amazing." He slipped his tongue between her lips, moving gently and deepening only when she relaxed and moved with him. "Good girls like you definitely deserve a treat." He exposed her chest, breaking the kiss to hungrily catch a trembling nub of flesh in his mouth.

"Ah!" She grabbed the back of his head, fingers sinking into his wealth of hair. "Your mouth is so hot!"

"Feel good, baby? Maybe if I just tickle this one a little while I lick." His fingers teased the left while he wrapped his lips around the right and suckled softly.

His hands on her felt far too good. He still wore his fingerless gloves, and when he left off pinching to cup one breast in his hand she felt not only his fingers but the soft leather. Elly loved his hero outfit; it turned her on whenever he wore his old one to fool around in. Hizashi was really very good at being naughty as well. She was still shocked by his ability to talk so dirty and act like he was in complete control. Her boyfriend was driving her crazy, and she was loving every second.

"Ooohhh, Mr. Mic, you feel so good."

"You ain't seen nothin'," he chuckled darkly. "Down more, you're still wet here. Oh, my," he breathed reverently as the suit finally fell free. "You're really, really wet, aren't you."

"Please, I want - I don't know..."

"Shh, it's okay." He urged her down to the floor, taking up a nearby pillow he had placed earlier and resting it under her head. "I know what you need. Let the adult handle it."

"Mic!"

He grinned, pleased that she was so turned on she was nearly breaking character. "I told you I was gonna lick you dry. Now hush. I see a very wet spot right here." Elly whined, knowing his kink and starting to realize he had set this up so he could glory in it. Hizashi tugged on his long leather collar and ducked between her legs.

"Wait, you're not going to lick there, are you?!"

"Baby, I told you - everywhere. Now hush and let your teacher eat you out."

"Mnn!" Words escaped her. Everything flew out of her mind and all she knew was the feeling of his lips and tongue. Hizashi was so good at this, so eager to do it every chance he got. The added bonus of their sexy little play-acting was as much for her benefit as it was his. He was surely turned on and hard as hell, but he was more excited to give her the deepest, sexiest kisses he could.

"You close? Sound close." He rolled his finger around, keeping her on the edge while he talked. "Now, we're gonna have some real fun." He dipped back down again, and she cried out as he hit her throbbing desire with his quirk. He wasn't gentle this time either, ditching the usual soft hum for a rougher, buzzing vibration that caused her to orgasm hard and fast. She wasn't quite sure what happened for a few minutes after that, but was shocked to find that when she came to he was kissing her on the lips, clean and fresh scented.

"Brushed my teeth." He chuckled wickedly, and she realized something else, too.

"Oh my god, Mic, no!"

He gave her the look, his spiralled pupils staring at her in a twisted squint. "Yellow or red, Els."

"Oh no, holy shit. You know - you're still dressed..."

He grinned when she didn't use either safe word. And he had planned this as well, knowing what half-dressed sex did to her. He had only unzipped his pants and pulled the partially down, along with his underwear. "Hold on, 'cause I'm gonna give it to you so hard yer gonna come twice."

Elly dug her nails into his leather jacket, mewling frantically. "Zashi, so sexy, ahh!"

He grunted as he thrust, biting her neck a little to drive her attention to him and not the over stimulation he was causing below. She turned to him and they kissed repeatedly as he started to move. He had gotten a little too worked up, he concluded sadly, because this was not going to last as long as he would have liked. But it would be enough. He licked her throat, humming softly again.

"Hey, princess, tell me how good I am. Tell your Zashi."

"Hi - Hizashiiii... "

"That's me," he huffed cheerfully, pumping faster.

"So much," she whimpered. "Oh no, oh no, again..! Zashi!"

"Yeahhhh," he whispered, his eyes glazing over as he shuddered powerfully inside and out. "That's right, baby. Good god, I love you."