Power Outage

Shouta/Els
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Elly was one of the few people that could move freely during this surprise power outage, and she checked on the students first before moving to her fellow teachers. When she knocked on Aizawa's door, there was a lot of swearing before he flung it open.

Her ears flicked in astonishment. He was breathing in quick, little pants, the whites of his eyes huge and bright in the darkness. He reached for her blindly when she called out, and she noted with alarm that his hands were shaking and cold.

"Aizawa! Are you okay?"

He let out a strangled stream of curses, clinging tightly to her shirt. "I'm... afraid of the dark."

"But don't you go on nightly patrols?"

"Street lights," he grunted cryptically. She understood; there was almost always some type of light in the city.

"Well, here, let me in. You have a flashlight, right?"

"Batteries went out." He suffered her to lead him to his own couch, where he sat clumsily without letting her go.

"I can't find light for you if you don't let me go," she said softly.

"Don't leave," he pleaded, his head down and hands still clutching her in desperation.

"Okay. But you'll have to let go so I can sit. I promise I'll stay right here." He nodded and dropped his hands limply into his lap. Elly sat close beside him. "How come no one came to help you?"

"No one knows." He sounded disgusted with himself but there was an obvious undercurrent of fear in his tone. She reached out with a deep breath and wrapped her arms around him. He gasped, then responded by flinging his about her as well, pressing so tightly against her she could feel the jackhammer beat of his heart.

"I'm sorry. I would have come quicker if I knew."

"Don't tell."

"Aizawa, I'm a counselor. I never tell anything anyone tells me in confidence."

He sighed tremulously. "Nevertheless, you must think I'm a fool."

Elly blinked. "Why?"

"This is so illogical!" He looked up, his eyes flashing red as he lost control of his quirk in his anger.

"Your power is in your eyes," she told him seriously, placing a gentle hand on one of his cheeks to steady him. "It's only natural you would fear losing the ability to see."

"Damn it," he choked. "Ches..."

"I don't think you're a fool," she murmured. "If anything, I'm the stupid one here." She cleared her throat and tried to laugh past the tension but he was having none of that.

"Why?" He placed his hand over hers when she tried to move it.

The Insanity Hero could hardly breathe as his rough palm covered her own. The simplest touch was electrifying, and his closeness was starting to produce several very strong reactions in her body. She had started to sweat lightly and her heart was pounding as fast as his, yet for a different reason. She felt as if she were, indeed, going mad.

"Aizawa - "

"We're in my apartment. Call me Shota." He jumped as a breaker nearby suddenly exploded with a shower of sparks. The man was so terrified and she was so impossibly attracted to him that she did the first thing that came to mind - she lifted his chin and softly kissed him. He rubbed his hands part way down her back, then up to plunge in her hair as the kiss deepened. Elly did the same, giddy with the feel of his dry lips eagerly devouring her own.

"Wait..."

"Don't stop."

"You're vulnerable," she husked onto his neck as he mouthed hers hotly. "I don't want to take advantage of you."

"You're not." He nipped, then started to suck. She cried out and sank down onto the couch with him following, looming above her in the dark. "I've wanted you. Distract me, Ches. Make me hot instead of afraid."

"Shit," she gasped. "Come on then." She pulled him down and they came together with a purr and a groan. He liked to use his teeth, sucking and nibbling, catching her tongue in his mouth and toying with it. She drove him wild by lapping at his lips, little teasing motions that grew bolder as they progressed. Their bodies writhed together, though their hands remained above each other's waists in an unspoken agreement. They kissed again and again, not knowing where one ended and the other began, not caring about the drips of saliva except to lick them passionately away. Aizawa's hair framed her face, tickling it, and she moaned and pulled it back gently, liking the silky weight. He grinned - she felt his lips stretch on her cheek -- and used his quirk so it lifted upright.

"Yes! More," she begged shamelessly. "You're so fucking sexy, Shota."

He choked in amazement but complied, this time nearly bruising her lips with the intensity of the kiss. Both were so involved that they didn't hear the knock at the door. Unluckily, Elly hadn't bolted it shut after she came inside since she had her hands full at the time.

Hizashi shone the flashlight around the room. "Hey Sho - woooow!" He nearly dropped it in shock at the scene before him. "Oh. Well. Uh..."

"Shit!" Aizawa squinted at him in the light. "This better be good, damn it!"

"Yeah, uh... we're all gonna meet in the school gymnasium. Couple of those kids of yours made some stuff and there's limited power. So, um. Yeah." He cleared his throat.

"Fine."

"Uh." Hizashi stammered in embarrassment. "You want me to wait, or..?"

He glared flatly at his friend, then sighed wearily. "We are going to need a minute."