Erasernya

He spluttered and coughed, swearing violently and rubbing his eyes. It was no use; the villian had used whatever quirk he had on him. But at least he was going nowhere. His capture weapon had snagged the man securely, binding his arms and legs.

He sighed as he called the police to let them know he had another pickup. "I must be losing my touch to get hit like that."

"You'll be gaining plenty later," the other told him with an evil laugh.

"Shut up."

When the cops came they ran his description through on their computers. Aizawa waited patiently, leaning on the side of one of the cars. Eventually, an officer climbed out.

"Eraserhead?"

"Yeah. Well, who is he?"

"Ahh, he's a copier. Gives you the attributes of the person you have the most DNA hanging about you. Hair, bodily fluids, skin parti - whoa!"

"What." He twitched an ear in irritation and abruptly realized this action wasn't normal for him. His gray eyes widened. "Cheshire!"

"Oh, wow. Yeah. Aren't you two..?"

He gave the man a very calm stare. "How long?"

"Eh?"

"How long is this going to last?"

"A day, tops. Unless he really blasted you. Then maybe two if it's gotten in your bloodstream. It has to slowly wear off."

Aizawa bundled himself in his own weapon to avoid being seen as he slipped back onto campus. He moved silently and used as many dark halls and paths as he could until he was finally unlocking his apartment door.

Elly was inside sipping a cup of coffee and reading as the door clicked open and closed. "You're home super early, dear."

"I'm afraid I had an incident." He hissed in disgust and pulled his thread off, taking his goggles that were inside and hanging them up as well next to the door.

"You okay?" She was on her feet in a moment, but stopped short when she saw him.

Aizawa stood grumpily in front of her, slouched over with his arms crossed and his face like a thundercloud. Two furry, pointed ears stuck out of his mess of unruly hair and a long, dark tail was swishing madly about behind him.

She squeaked faintly as she caught his scent and sat back down. "Oh, Shota. Holy shit." Her hands went to her neck where an evil-looking bite mark stained her skin. "Uh oh."

"I'm going to be stuck like this for two days." He opened his mouth and poked at his teeth. "I already bit my gums seven times on the way here with these sharp canines. And everything smells! How do you put up with ... with..." As he mentioned scents, a new one caught the delicate scent glands under his nose. He trailed off, his body language very different from the irritated man that had entered the house.

Elly tested the air herself, and backed up. "Okay, there's a lot of things going to affect you differently now."

"Yes." The ears swiveled about, focusing on her voice. "I see that."

"Calm down," she said in a soothing tone. "Uh, you forgot my condition..." She pointed at her neck, "and things may spin a bit out of control if we don't -"

He growled low in his throat, his eyes seeming to darken.

Elly managed to tap the call button on her phone with shaking fingers.

"Yeah, hey, what's up." Hizashi was their next door neighbor, and the quickest contact she could think of.

"Hizashi, listen. Shota got hit with a quirk... shit, I don't know how to sum this up fast enough! Talk to Chiyo. Tell her I'm in heat and Sho got changed into my type of anthro. Quick!"

"WHAT?!"

Aizawa pounced.

He knocked her off the couch and onto the floor on her back, his tail waving even more furiously.

She closed her eyes, her chest heaving. "Oh, Sho," she purred loudly. "Wow." Her hands flexed, nails tapping the wooden floor. "God. I can't think..."

"Don't," he advised her shortly, his fangs sunk into her neck causing his voice to be muffled a bit. "I'd prefer if you quickly turn around and let me mount you."

She let out a pleased mew and went limp. "Shota!"

"Why am I irritated with you calling me by name?!"

She nuzzled his throat and he swallowed hard. "Because I'm disrespecting you. Feline males are angry creatures until satiated, milord."

He choked. "My queen!"

"See? Much better, hmm?" She licked his lips and he shook all over.

"R - ridiculous! It's completely idiotic!" He clawed at his hair in frustration. "I despise being controlled by my emotions like this! Nothing makes sense anymore!"

"Please, milord," she purred softly, caressing the side of his stubbled face. "I love you so much."

Aizawa looked down at her laying on her back on the floor, her entire posture submissive and her purple eyes shining with adoration. He pushed away his inhibitions and embraced the irrational desires flooding through his veins. He pressed forward, nipping the other side of her neck. "Roll over."

She complied, arching her back and hitting him in the face with her tail. He had no idea what a sexually arousing thing a tail could be until then. Without thinking when she waved it at him he grabbed it near the base and squeezed in a possessive manner. His other hand reached out, shaking, to tear off her pants. Her underwear came next and she helped, kicking them off and lifting her legs.

His mind was on fire.

He never thought that could be a true feeling, but this experience opened his eyes to the height of willpower draining emotions. Aizawa vaguely heard Elly telling him that if he just gave in to it, it wouldn't be so bad. But he was a stubborn man, wanting everything on his terms, and fought his newfound desires as hard as he could.

When she was in front of him, nude from the waist down, he tried to get up and get away. Some part of him was afraid he would hurt her, because losing control was a terrifying thing and it had never happened to him before.

"Please, I need this as much as you do now," she whimpered.

That's right - the scent driving him insane was her heat. It caused her pain but he had been keeping it in check as a human. Of course he had a different scent now that would inflame her as well.

"Sorry," he gasped roughly. "Hold on, I'll try."

It was as expected; hard and fast and wild. With his first thrust his doubts melted away and he leaned possesively over her, biting at her neck and growling as he moved.

They were at it no more than a couple minutes when was a rapid knocking at the door, and Aizawa snarled with frustration at the disruption, his ears laying back as he showed all his teeth.

"Go," Elly gasped. "But hurry," she pleaded. "Don't leave me for too long."

He nodded and disengaged from her with a moist sound. "Urgh."

Aizawa opened the door without a care in the world, completely nude with his furry ears twitching and the long, black tail swishing about the back of his legs. It was painfully obvious that he had rolled off and out of her seconds before.

Hizashi couldn't help it - he looked.

After that he stood with a frozen expression of sheer horror on his pale features. He held a huge paper bag in both hands and a plastic one dangled from his wrist.

"Hey, Zashi," Aizawa grunted. He sniffed at the bag. "What's this?"

"Supplies," the Voice Hero said faintly. "Groceries. And stuff from Chiyo."

"Oh. Ches called right before... yeah. Thanks."

"No problem." He let the bags be taken from his unmoving arms.

"All right..? I'm gonna just get back to her. She's kind of in a delicate way right now."

Hizashi winced, but said nothing. His friend closed the door on him slowly with a puzzled look on his face.

He couldn't move for several more minutes until he heard loud caterwauling coming from the apartment. He turned on his heel and dashed off so fast he smacked his shin on the stairs nearby. He didn't even feel it until later, and honestly, he was glad he got away before he heard or saw anything else.