"Are you sure this is what you want?" he whispered to me.

A small smile formed on my lips as we looked into each other's eyes.

Even though he was in total control of the situation and could do whatever he pleased, he still had the willpower and decency to let me have the final say.

After a moment, I nodded.

"Yes." I whispered back.

It wasn't even a moment later that he released his capture weapon from my body and his lips crashed into mine, kissing me passionately. He pulled me in by my waist before letting his hands hungrily wander over my body. I moaned into the kiss as my hands gripping his neck and into his soft, black, wavy hair. We only spent tiny moments separating to take little gasps of air, ensuring that we weren't going to suffocate each other. I loved the rough texture of his five o'clock shadow as it tickled my face as we continued to kiss. I could feel my knees getting weaker and weaker as I felt his tongue dance against mine.

I had never been kissed in such a way before. This was different than anything I had ever experienced. Anything I had experienced before was sloppy, harsh, inconsistent, or just plain unharmonious. But with him...It was like he knew exactly what he was doing, like he had somehow mastered the art of a kiss. And my god, was it doing a number on me. I could barely stand up, if it weren't for his strong, rough hands holding me steady. It was like he had a hidden quirk that rendered my legs useless the second our lips collided.

He slowly started to walk me backwards until my back hit the wall.

"Maybe this will help." he said, his voice husky before his lips traveled down to my neck, devouring it with more intoxicating kisses.

I continued to let out gasps of pleasure, but tried to muffle myself from potentially sounding too obnoxious. This, however, did not please Aizawa, as he came back up and pinned my hands above me against the wall. With his mouth against my ear, he whispered,

"Don't. I wanna hear you."

His lips traveled back down to the crook of my neck, where I felt him plant more kisses. My hands tried to pull free so that I could touch him, but it only made him hold onto my wrists more firmly than before. I heard him moan before he barely lifted his lips away.

"My, my. Aren't we impatient." he mused, before his mouth returned to my neck, only this time, I felt his teeth bite down with a perfect amount of pressure.

A much louder moan left me as the pressure slightly intensified with each second. My breath began to get caught in my throat as I held it from the overwhelming sensation. Only seconds after did he release, that I became more of a physically limp mess infront of him.

"Fuck." I airily moaned out, as I felt the warmth between my legs becoming more present and more wet. My skin was buzzing with euphoria as I was riding this new high of intimacy.

He let out a low, mischievous laugh as his face came back up to mine.

"Watch that mouth of yours, Miss Doe." he warned.

I smiled back at him.

"Or what?" I asked confidently between my panted breathing.

He gave me his iconic smirk before whispering into my ear.

"Or I'll put that foul mouth to good use."

Another shiver was sent down my spine after hearing those words.

'Goddamn.' I thought.

But was I ready for that, though? I mean, my body clearly wanted him. That was obvious. It was practically begging for him to make me come undone in every depraved way imaginable. That being said, was I making this choice with a clear mind or in the heat of the moment? Would I still be okay with this decision, or would I regret it later? It's been awhile since I've gotten that intimate with someone. Would I be okay with rushing through the motions? I wasn't so sure. Everything was moving so fast, and I was getting more into my head, making it hard for me to come to a quick decision.

"If you want, of course." he added, interrupting my thoughts.

I looked at him to gage his mood, and he remained calm, his eyes looking into mine.

"Don't get me wrong, I want to." I said, clearly my voice a little, "I really do. But, I don't want to go-,"

"Too fast?" he interjected, finishing my sentence. "I understand. I won't push you beyond what you're comfortable with."

I sighed with a weak smile, trying to hide the guilt that was starting to creep up on me as I looked away momentarily.

"Hey," he said, making me look back at him, "Don't feel bad about this. I want you in every way possible. But I only want this if you're sure you do."

My heart melted seeing how patient he was, even while being so passionate.

"Besides," he added, kissing me once more before speaking again, "there are plenty of things we can do instead that are just as satisfying."

Before I could inquire what he meant, he picked me up bridal style and started to head over to his room.

"I thought your room was off limits." I said with a grin.

"Was." he said, giving my lips a quick peck before he was able to turn the door knob, just enough for the door to open slightly. With one small kick, the door to his room open wide open, and stepped in with me in tow into the dark room.

Everything was pitch black, aside from the light that came from outside the room. I tried to look around to get a good look, but he nudged the door with his foot to close it behind us, leaving only a sliver of light peeking through.

"I can't see anything." I whispered to him as he walked forward to his bed.

"I know." he whispered back to me before lowering me down gently until I laid on a soft mattress. I heard him take off his scarf, tossing it before I felt him crawl on top of me, hovering over me just slightly, "Don't worry. You won't need sight for what I'm about to do. I just want you to feel."

His fingers ran though my hair and down to my neck. The sensation made me feel so relaxed and cared for.

"If at any point you are uncomfortable, tell me." he said, before his lips met mine again.

Even though we had been kissing for awhile, I still could barely contain the excitement running through me. It was like a jolt of lightning every single time I felt his soft lips with mine, or his fingertips across my skin as he began to touch me in the dark.

Without my sight, my senses grew more sensitive and receptive to his touch, which was less urgent than earlier and more calculated and controlled, as his hands caressed further down over my clothes. I felt him softly cup my breast, kneading through the fabric, causing me to whimper and my back to arch in response. His hand stayed there for a moment before traveling down to my waist, near the bottom hem of my shirt. Within seconds his hand went under my shirt and slowly made its way back up to my breast. The feeling of his callous hands on my smooth skin felt so foreign and yet so divine. As strong as he was, he never never felt the need to fully demonstrate it. I still felt safe.

Knowing this, I made the decision to make this easier for the both of us by sitting up and taking off my shirt.

"Are you sure?" he asked, as I tossed it aside.

I searched for him in the dark, and once I did, I placed hand hands on the side of his face, pulling him closer to me into a kiss.

"Yes. I'm sure." I whispered in between kisses as we slowly made or way back down to his bed.

His lips then traveled down from my lips to my neck, finding that sweet spot again, and placing light kisses, his breath ghosting my skin and giving me goosebumps. His lips then traveled down from my neck to my collarbone, to my chest and down my stomach, exploring every inch of me with his mouth. The feeling of his cool breath made my back arch again, which made him travel back up to my chest and his hand behind my bra strap.

His hands rested on the hooks, waiting for me to give him the approval he needed to proceed.

At this point, I knew I was fine enough to continue.

"I trust you." I whispered, caressing his stubbled cheek.

My eyes must've adjusted to the dark a little, because I swore I saw a grin appear on his face as he undid my bra, and slowly removed it from my body.

With the loss of warmth from my clothes, the cool air made me shiver. It wasn't for long, though, as the warmth from Aizawa's hands and mouth took over to replace the heat that I had lost. His hand caressed one of my breasts, while his tongue and lips played with the other.

The feeling made me gasp, as his tongue gently circled and flicked my nipple, his lips sucking on it, while his other hand teased with his fingers, which turned me into a moaning mess.

He let out a moan as well, hovering his mouth away from my body slightly.

"God, I love that sound." he muttered before switching to my other breast with his mouth and kneading the other with his rough fingers.

If I had thought he had turned me into a puddle before, I was dead wrong. Because now I was being flooded with pleasure as he continued to worshipped my body. His lips came back to mine as my hips bucked against his. The feeling of his hard member poking out in his pants and pressing onto my sensitive spot had me in such chaotic bliss. I stayed there, continuing to grind against him, his lips leaving mine for a moment as he laid his forehead on mine, letting out a growl.

"You play a dangerous game, Miss Doe." he said, his voice gruff as my hand trailed down to his member, taking him into my hands.

I heard him sharply inhale as my hand kneaded him over the fabric.

"I'm just returning the favor." I cooed into his ear, nibbling the side of it as my hand continued to work. I could feel him buck into my hand in a rhythmic fashion, as he panted into the crook of my neck. I was really surprised by how big he was when I felt his size with my hand. Had we gotten carried away at the beginning, I would've had my work cut out for me. Though it was intimidating right now, a part of me couldn't help but look forward to becoming more personally acquainted when I was ready.

My other hand came to the zipper on his shirt, playing with it.

"It's your turn." I whispered to him, "If you want to, of course." I added. The least I could to was extend the courtesy he gave me. After all, I didn't want to pressure him into anything either.

Without hesitation, he sat up and unzipped the top of his shirt, slowly taking it off and tossing it aside with the rest of our discarded clothes.

"I wish I could see you." I softly whined as my hand trailed up and down his abdomen. A part of me was shocked to feel how sculpted he was. Underneath those baggy clothes, you really couldn't tell. Now I just wished I could completely see him, rather than the faint outlines I could see in the dark.

He chuckled.

"All in due time." he said.

His hands made it to the hem of my leggings, holding it there for a moment.

"May I?" he asked, waiting patiently for my answer.

I gulped a little, becoming a bit nervous at being so exposed like this. Whether he could see me or not, I had never gone this far with someone in one night. I was definitely testing my boundaries, that was certain. And while he made me feel safe and adored, I couldn't get over that little bit of hesitation that was eating at me.

"Yes," I said, "but I think this is as far as I can go tonight." I added.

"That's perfectly fine." he reassured, "I want to marvel and appreciate you, not ravage you...At least, not tonight."

He then proceeded to slowly pull down my leggings, leaving a trail of kisses down my legs as he did. Each one making me squirm as he went down. Once the leggings were finally off, his lips came back up, but each one slower as he got closer to my thighs. As his breath lightly graced my skin, mine became hitched in my throat, as I waited with anticipation to see what his next move would be.

He continued to leave soft kisses and nibbles inside my inner thigh, right next to my lace panties, while his other hand lightly traced around my heat, teasing me. After a moment or two, he added a bit more pressure and began to swirl around my sensitive button over the lace. I let out a very surprised moan as my body spasmed slightly.

I felt a huff of air to my skin as he chuckled.

"Aren't you a sensitive little thing..." he mused, continuing to relentlessly toy with my sex, leaving me to again become a moaning mess.

I wasn't sure how much longer I could take this. It felt so fucking good, but I didn't want it to stop.

"I'm...I'm...getting close." I somehow managed to say in between gasps and moans.

He then stopped and backed off the bed. I could hear him unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants. After hearing them hit the ground with a thud, he crawled on top of me again, his throbbing member pressing against my wet heat through our underwear.

His lips crashed into mine, but with the same urgency as before, devouring my lips in the process, as his hand went back down between my legs, relentlessly circling my bud as I stroked him with my hand. Both of us getting each other off as we both moaned, the air filled with musk.

"I'm gonna...I'm...." I tried to say, but was too overwhelmed to finish my sentence. My heart was racing fast, and I could feel my core start to knot. I was about to completely come undone.

I felt his lips brush up against my ears, his breath ragged.

"Come for me." he grunted into my ear. I could tell that he was on the edge, which only made me closer to mine.

As though the words were the key to my undoing, I felt my climax surge throughout my entire body, creating waves of ecstacy. I cried out as each rush brought me bliss. My cries of pleasure must have been the final thing to push him over the edge, as I heard him let out a moan of his own, as I felt some of his seed leak out onto my hand.

He collapsed next to me, the both of us a panting mess.

"See?" he said, between breaths, "I told you there other things we could do." I let out a breathy laugh as I tried to get my breathing under control, "Are you okay?" he asked.

"More than okay." I breathlessly said, "Though I look like a bit of a mess right now."

Aizawa propped himself up onto his elbow and looked down at me, his free hand gently brushing away the stray hair away from my face. I could barely see his face with how dark it was, but little by little, I could make out more of his features.

"You look fine." he said, caressing my cheek.

I chuckled.

"How can you tell? It's too dark in here." I mused.

I saw a faint smile spread on his lips as he kissed my forehead.

"I can still see you enough to come to my own conclusion." he said, slowly standing up, "That being said, I'm going to get in the shower and clean up. You're welcome to join, if you'd like."

I sat up from the bed and looked up at him.

"I'll think about it." I teased and smiled.

He chuckled and bent over to kiss me, his fingers resting under my chin.

"I'll be back either way if you choose not to." he said before making his way back to the door.

I watched as he sauntered off and then collapsed back into the bed, smiling like an idiot as everything we just did hit me.

'Oh my god, I can't believe that just happened.' I thought, 'And yet...I want more.'

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Author's note: First time writing smut. I know this chapter was super long. Sorry about that. I know they didn't go all the way this chapter, but I wanted to leave room for more for later