Dream Quickie

She hummed to herself as she knocked. The front door was open, and she strolled casually inside, looking around.

Aizawa was seated on an arm chair in the living room, which made up the main room of the apartment. 

"Hey, Ches," He asked quietly in his dry voice. "Did you see the bill on the pile over there?" It had been addressed wrongly and sent to his place instead of hers. She barely listened, instead choosing to stare lovingly at him. He was stretched out in the armchair, his long legs on the coffee table. He wore a light and dark gray diamond-patterned sweater and black slacks and his feet were warmly covered in soft gray socks. 

Elly nodded, kneeling by the coffee table to pick up the envelope but also to get closer to the scruffy man. "I saw. Thank you." She purred softly, rubbing against his arm.

Aizawa's eyes widened. "Ches, we discussed this. No doing cat things like that around me ..."

"I know," she sighed sadly, her ears drooping. "Sorry."

That's when she finally understood the reason for his rule. The laconic man had been barely holding back around her and any catlike gestures flipped him right over the edge. He pulled her into a close embrace onto his lap. She gasped as he went right for her neck, first kissing and then sucking the skin. 

"Yes... <i>yes</i>, Shota."

"'<i>Yes</i>'?" His body had been tensed in preparation for the slap that had been sure to follow, or perhaps the swipe of nails across his cheek. This acceptance startled him and he faltered, stammering. "Ch - Ches, what? You want this?"

"You? Very much so." She purred enthusiastically, rubbing at the very light blush on her neck. "I would really love it, for one, if you finished up this love bite you started. Cats need marking before they mate."

"Sh - shit!" He kissed her sensitive throat again with a groan, using his teeth as well as his tongue. 

She purred thunderously, rubbing herself on him below. "Do you want me?"

"Yes." He rubbed the back of her neck, gently urging her to look up. She did, and he brushed his dry lips on hers softly. "Is it okay? Are you on the pill?"

"All the women are on birth control at the school." She nibbled his ear as she whispered into it. "Policy. You've gotten tested, too?"

"Yes." They knew they were both clean and safe. "Do you want extra protection anyway?"

"No. I want to feel you in me, Shota."

He choked a little. "Shit," he said again in a weaker voice. "I can't wait. I'm - here?! Wait, Ches!" 

She reached inside his pants, fondling him through his briefs. "Just stand up and take these off. I'll do the same."

He did so without further urging, sitting back down when he was done. She yanked her own pants off and climbed back onto his lap. 

"Here..."

"Ah." 

"Ohhh. So good." She shivered as he slipped inside, causing an intense thrill to race up her spine. 

"So... fast," he wheezed. "Too fast. You're not going to enjoy this."

"Oh, I am. And besides," she moaned as he started bucking upwards as quickly as he could, "we have plenty of time for exploration later."

"<i>Yes!</i>"

She smiled a slow, rich smile as he cried out, his hands clutching her rear tightly.