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The night before the Cultural Festival was a busy one. Students were setting up and doing their last run throughs. It wasn't quiet in the staff dorms as a lot of them hoped.

"None of us are U.A. students, so why the hell do we need to attend this Cultural Festival?" Mara asked

"Was she always this vocal?" Hizashi asked his cousin

"Yes," she told him, "Mara, you've been complaining about being stuck in here and you have a chance to get out and your questioning it?"

"I don't want to be around high schoolers," she said

"Aren't you the age to be in your third year?" Leryn said

"Yes, but that's besides the point," Mara replied to him

"We're not going to be stuck here the rest of our lives. I think it's a good idea," Coy said

"Coy's right. Eventually, Spliters effects are going to set in and then we'll be our own person. And maybe we could lend a hand in making sure there's no villain attacks," Deirlot said

"I think some extra hands would be great! Just as long as nothing's set of fire," Nezu said

"Then you don't want me helping," Mara chuckled

"Actually, I've had some trouble even producing a flame lately," Kencil spoke up.

"Is that part of Spilters quirk?" Coy asked

"I thought his quirk was splitting a person personality apart," Mara said

"And if he doesn't put us back, the effects become permanent. We become our own person, not one of (Y/n)'s alters," Deirlot says

"The fire's my quirk. You five aren't from my quirk line. Maybe his quirk allows for a quirk to develop into another one," (Y/n) suggested

"Well, we'll have to keep an eye on you all during the festival," Nezu said, "I will see you all in the morning!" The animal walked away and left the group alone.

"I don't want to go," Mara groaned

"It'll be great! The U.A. Cultural Festival may not be as great as the Sports Festival, but it'll be fun!" Hizashi announced.

The alters eventually went up to their rooms as did the rest of the teachers. (Y/n) was sat on Aizawa's bed as he did some last minute grading for his students.

(Y/n) looked over at the man as he sighed and leaned back in his chair. "Tired?" The female asked

"Always," he replied as he looked back at her.

"Then come sleep," she told him. He looked at the very small papers he still had left to grade.

"Let me finish the last few papers," he said and went back to leaning over the papers.

"Shota, i will drag you over to this bed," she told him to be met with silence. The female sighed and set her phone down and got up and walked over to him.

The female drapped her arms over his shoulders and nuzzled her face into the crook of his neck, "let's go to sleep," she told him.

Her voice was muffled against his skin. But for some reason, her warm breath and soft voice did something to him. For a second he stopped what he was doing. Only to push it aside and went back to his work.

"Shota," she whispered against his neck

"Don't do that again," he replied writing the grade on the paper and putting it to the side

"Why not?" She smiled against his skin.

"Just don't," he tried ignoring her to finish his work.

"Shota, we're both adults," she tightened her grip on him and lifted her head to place a kiss on his cheek.

"(Y/n), if your suggesting what I think you are, do you think that's a good idea?" He asked setting his pen down. He turned his chair around and leaned forward as (Y/n) stood in front of him.

"Like I said we're adults. So yes, I do think it's a good idea," she said, "But you obviously are to busy with grading papers," she shrugged and walked back over to the bed.

Aizawa stood and wrapped his hand around her wrist and pulled her back against him. "they can wait till tomorrow," he said as he pressed a kiss to her lips.

He knew damn well she was teasing him. She'd changed slightly after her alters left her body. If you had told him four months ago that his old high school crush was coming back and he'd get to be with her, he wouldn't have believed you. Now, he stood in his dorm room, with his high school crush.

The kiss was passionate. There was a slight bit of hunger in it, but it was mostly passion. Feeling bold, Aizawa bent down and wrapped his arms under her thighs and picked her up, causing her to wrap her legs around his waist.

Aizawa walked forward and leaned down, placing his girlfriend onto the bed below, not once did his lips leave hers. Once they were both on the mattress, his lips left and went down to her jaw, leaving small bites and kisses. Going down to her neck, giving it the same treatment. His right hand had gone up her t-shirt and ran up and down her side. Her hands had undone his bun and her fingers were in his hair.

An idea popped into his head. He smiled as he brought his lips back to her. Her hands left his hair and cupped his cheek. His hand slipped past her waist band of her pants and undergarment. She hadn't noticed yet. His hand went down to her arousal, his thumb going to play with the small bundle of nerves.

The female under him gasped at the sensation. The male chuckled and attacked her neck. Her hands had moved back into his hair as he slipped a digit into her which caused a soft moan to leave her mouth. The man smirked against her skin as he pumped in and out of her, adding another in. Her noises were soft and quiet, the opposite of her cousin.

"S-shota..." She whimpered out as he took his fingers away and brought his head up to look her in the eyes. He had left a few hickies on her, nothing that couldn't be hidden by her costume.

(Y/n) made a quick movement and

switched the position so she was straddling him. He wasn't opposed to the position, it honestly helped him a bit more. He also didn't take her for being a dominant person. But she was full of surprises.

Her hands had gone up his shirt as she give his neck the same treatment he gave hers. His hands gripped her hips as he threw his head back into the pillow below him. She chuckled into his neck and he sat up as she pulled away from his neck. He gave her lips a kiss before pulling her shirt over her head then doing the same with his own.

Both heroes took a moment to take in the others appearance of their upper torso. Both scared from years of fighting villains. Aizawa noticed subtle burn marks on her midriff and hips that accompanied other scars. (Y/n) saw the scars on his chest and stomach.

Aizawa places his hands on the burn scars on her hips and kissed her lips, his rough hands holding her tight. He flipped her over onto her back. Her hands moved down his abdomen and hooked around the waistband of his sweats. Before he could do it himself, she started pulling the clothing down. The man pulled away and yanked the clothing— along with his boxers— off, before doing the same action for her. Both now fully nude in front of each other for the first time.

Again, they took in the sight. Before getting back into their heated moment. Aizawa leaned down, kissing down the center of sternum and her stomach, stopping just before her sex. He went back up and kissed her before reaching over to his bedside table and grabbing a condom out of the draw. Mic got them for him for his birthday last year as a gag gift, but they surprisingly came in handy right now.

Aizawa tore the small packet open and rolled the condom onto himself as the female below him just starred. It had been awhile for both of them, but it was like second nature right now. The dark haired man leaned down, right hand by the (h/c)'s head as he placed his forehead against hers, "Are you one hundred percent sure?" He questioned

"Yes. One hundred percent," her finger tips dusted his jaw. There was such confidence in her voice as she answered him. Almost as if all her past trauma melted away as they laid there. As if none of it ever happened.

"If you change your mind, let me know," he gave her a final kiss before entering her. It wasn't a new feeling, but the last time it happened, it was forceful and fast. Aizawa was slow and gentle. He was cautious, not wanting her to remember something bad. She didn't need to worry about switching to an alter if something triggered her.

Almost as soon as he was almost all in, he pulled out and rocked his hips into hers. It was smooth and sweet. He was resting of his elbows as he rocked back and forth, his head went to one of the mounds and sucked on the skin around the little bud before taking said bud into his mouth. Sucking, biting, and flicking it.

The pro hero under him brought her legs around his waist, allowing him to go deeper into her as he sucked on her nipple. She tied her hands in his hair, soft moans coming from her mouth as he rocked into her. One of his hands reached down to rub the small bundle of nerves like he had done earlier. The female gasped at the stimulation, "Shota...ah~" she moaned out as he switched to the other bud.

The pace picked up as more soft mewls and sounds of pleasure erupted from the two. Aizawa stopped playing with her chest and placed his head in the crook of her neck as he pumped in and out of her. Her moans and mewls were right in his ear. This caused him to pick up the pace.

"S-shota... Ah~ I–mhm," (Y/n) bit her bottom lip as the pressure in her lower abdomen grew tighter as he fucked her and rubbed her clitoris.

He smirked against her. He hadn't been in her for long, but the way he was stimulating her, he knew she was close. Her nails traveled down from his hair to his back as she clawed at him as he went faster.

Aizawa lifted his lips to her ear, "You're close, aren't you?" He whispered

"Mhm~" she replied as her back began arching upwards.

His smirk grew more sadistic, "then start begging..." His motions slowed down and his hand left the nerve bundle.

"Asshole," she mumbled out

"That you calling me a name or making a request," he chuckled into her ear, movements slowing down more.

(Y/n) turned the tables on Aizawa's game. She rolled him over and pinned him under her as she straddled him, rocking her hips back and forth on him. Fingers intertwined together and placed next to his head.

Aizawa looked up and down the women as she rode him. Soft sounds coming from the both of them as she rolled her hips against him. (Y/n) leaned down and placed her lips on his. Aizawa broke free from her grasp and placed his hands on the back of her head.

"One of us is going to finish soon," she panted out, barely pulling away from the kiss. Aizawa pulled his arms to his side and sat up on the bed and gripped her hips.

"By the way your going and how your breathing is, I can tell it's going to be you," he whispered huskily in her ear as she bounced up and down on him.

"Mhm~" the sound was softly let out as he bit on her earlobe, "S-shota~" it was almost music to him.

The stimulation was getting to her as she placed her head in the crook of his neck. He thrusted up a little harder into her until she let go. She had finally let go and he thrusted a few more times before he himself came.

After both coming down from their highs, the fell back onto the bed. (Y/n) laid under him. Aizawa propped himself into his elbows and slid out of her. He took off the condom and tied it up and tossed it in the garbage.

Aizawa kisses her forehead before bringing the covers of his bed over them, "I love you," she told him as she laid her head on his chest

"I love you too," he replied after a few seconds. He wrapped his arms around her as the couple fell to sleep