Chapter 20

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Aizawa kissed your neck to make you relax. Your head felt heavy and giving you no choice but to lay it back on his shoulders. His kisses were light and soft against your cheek. The rough stubble stimulating against your skin. His finger wondered and found your clit. With two fingers he gentle rolled them into little circles. Automatically your legs widens for more pleasure and little moans streamed out of your mouth. Your hips rolled up to his touch and Aizawas middle finger and ring finger parted, gently closing in on your clit.

"That's my girl. Tell me if I take it too far."

With your eyes close you shook your head moaned out. "No, no dont stop."

"Don't tell me you're ready."

"I'm not but don't stop."

His fingers stayed still on each side of your clit. His hand cupped your breast that fit a little too perfectly in his palm. "Say please."

"Please." You managed to say.

Aizawa continued his motion, slow and steady and enjoying you body roll with his touch. He was gonna make you feel just as good as you had made him. However, the reason why he had you stop jerking him off was because he wanted to focus on your satisfaction. Since he was already pursuing something by being in the tub he figured he rather go all the way. He rather be on the same page with you.

You cunt tighten to his touch. You turned your head over, you lips on his neck and whispered with a moan. "Aizawa."

"Shhhh," Aizawa moved his fingers down forcing his middle finger between your pussy lips to your cunt. He felt your vagina and carefully he inserted his middle finger. "Be a good girl and dont stop moaning."

You whimpered from his voice. So demanding yet so desiring.

"If you stop moaning how else will I know if I'm doing a good job?"

Your gripped your thighs tighter as Aizawa placed his whole finger inside your vagina. Your body clenched around his finger and Aizawa smirked. He took this action as a green light to continue. He moved his hand up and down where his palm rubbed against your clit, creating a friction. His fingers entered with every down motion of his hand. Aizawa didn't care about rushing, he had nowhere to go. He didn't want to make a rush out of it because be was enjoying the views and the sounds. He needed to have this scenario embedded in his mind permanently. He thought if he could remember the way you moaned his name on his neck. Grabbing your thighs as though they might fall. Aizawa thought if he always remembered this moment he could remember to put his guard down because if you were enjoying him this much, he needed to open up more and allow you inside his walls to feel the same sense of happiness as you feel. Sure his heart thumped when ever he was around you and he always felt warm when you touched him. All that would be nothing if he didn't try as much as you have.

You let your legs go and reached back for Aizawa. Digging your nails into his skin.

Aizawa went a bit faster, making sure your clit was rubbed well, focusing more on the outside than the in. He knew enough about women to know that it's not about penetration that they get off too but the sensation on the clit. Your breathing became fast and your right arm went underneath Aizawas arm that was playing with your cunt. You bit your lip but your moans were slipping out. You felt yourself ready to releasing, tightening around his finger and arching your back as you stop rolling your hips. Yours legs had shut together trapping Aizawas hand.

He himself came when you did. Not a lot but it was satisfying to him to watch you turn weak on him.

Your claws on his skin retracted and slipped down to your breast. Cupping them you closed your eyes and smiled.

"Are you alright?" He murmured on your cheek. Leaving a little kiss.

"Mhm."

You twisted your body over and sat on his hip, a tight squeeze while in the tub but you were able to manage your legs squeezing in the sides. His dick had soften which you frowned about. Seeing how he could barely fit in your hand you were curious to see how it would fit inside but you didn't want to push him. The fact that he took control was enough to feel contented. You cupped his face and wiped his sweat with a washcloth. All you did was stare silently at Aizawa while cleaning his body of sweat with a smile on both of your faces.

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The rest of the day was spent on playing with your quirk on the beds. Pricking a finger and making objects, challenging on how large they could get and how long they could withstand when not striking an object. From the experiment, the largest object you could make was no larger than the battle axe which you recreated. Almost any weapons and objects that could be held could be made. The longest they could last before it turned back to a liquid was an hour, as the object or weapon gets small such as a dagger or a bullet alone the hour extended to two hours and thirty minutes.

After the experiment you felt light and weak. Aizawa helped you to sit in the chair that was beside the window and dragged a table in front of you. He ordered room service, whispering in the phone to make the meals a surprised. Afterwards, he contacted Midnight and Mic, asking for updates about their well being. They didnt respond.

You body was turning a pale skin tone with weak muscles and a throbbing headache that was surfacing from the back of your head towards your temples. You shivered and turned your head to the blankets on the bed. You reached up for them and Aizawa shifted from across the room to pull the blankets off. He tucked it in to the seat and wrapped it around your body.

"Are you alright?"

Shaking your head felt like a difficult task. It was as though you could feel your head lag, rolling around on your person. Aizawa started to feel nervous that he had overworked your body with the quirk training. He picked you up and laid you on the bed.

"I'm thirsty." Your voice was groggy.

Aizawa rushed back to the phones and at the same time a ping set off in his pocket. As he dialed room service, tucking the phone under his ear and holding it with his shoulder, Aizawa checked his phone. It was Mic, explaining that they were nearly caught by the Red Snakes and had to retreat calling in for back up.

"Hello room service."

"Hi yes, I need water and those meals immediately my girl- she's light headed and needs something in her system."

"Oh, okay sir we will send a person up right away but your meals are not be ready so soon."

Mic sends another message stating that most of the Red Snakes had turned themselves in, other fighting and some has disappeared as well as Ivia.

Aizawa rose his voice. "Bring her something to nibble on like a granola or something- just quickly!"

"Aizawa.."

Aizawa re-reads the message. He couldn't understand why he was frustrated. He was happy that he was able to develop a plan where you were not needed as bait. But now knowing that Ivia had disappeared made a whole new level of stress. 

"Aizawa."

He looked up from the phone and took in a few breaths. You looked concerned, halfway standing up with a hand on the table. He walked over and placed the phone on the table. Before he could sit, there was a knock at the door. With little strength you grabbed his wrist.

"Aizawa is everything okay?"

He nodded, gently placing your hand down on the table and tucking you back into bed. Aizawa strutted across the room to the door. He peeked through the hole before taking the bucket full of bottled waters and a small tray full of cheese, meat and crackers. He didn't remember to thank the boy, he shut the door and rushed over to place the tray and bucket down.

"Eat something and drink some water. I'll be outside the door."

Aizawa pulled back out the phone and dialed the speed dial for Mic. He pulled it up to his ear and without thinking, Aizawa bent down brushing back your hair and laid a small kiss on your forehead. He took a step back with his mouth parted. You smiled very weakly and thanked him for the kiss while nibbling on a cheese. Aizawa stuttered and cleared his throat, the moment he heard Mic's voice Aizawa barged out of the room with a hand over his mouth.

"Aizawa are you there?"

He cleared his throat and took in a deep sigh. "Yeah..."

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