It was a cruel quirk.
ANY other quirk would have been better than the one you had.
And what made this quirk worse? The guy in the apartment in the block across from yours, that’s what.
You knew who he was of course, he was a well known shadow hero and teacher at UA.
Aizawa Shouta, the hottest guy you had ever seen.
You had spoken to him a few times but he kept it brief, he wasn’t one for lengthy conversations but that was good because you were pretty shy yourself and on top of being naturally shy he just got you all tongue tied.
It was around 5pm one night and you saw the lights in his apartment flick on from where you were sitting on the lounge in your lounge room.
You looked over, out your very large window, and saw him walk past it, heading down the hall.
Fighting against every good and well mannered grain in your body, you activated your quirk.
What was your quirk? – a quirk that allowed you to see through walls.
Aizawa had walked to his bathroom and was getting ready to shower when your quirk vision clicked in, focusing just as he took off his outer jumper and dropped it to the floor, his back to you as he lifted his shirt up and flexed his back muscles.
You bit your lip as his hands slid to the top of his waistband and you quickly deactivated your quirk and looked away, coving your face with your hands.
“I shouldn’t be doing this! This is so embarrassing! He’s so hot through!”
After he had showered, you saw him enter his kitchen in just a towel that was tucked around his waist.
He either didn’t care… or he hadn’t realized his blinds were open, and you got a very good look at him as he went about making himself a cup of coffee.
Your eyes were glued to his body as he moved around and you just sat there staring at him before he walked off into another room.
With a groan, you flopped back onto the lounge and stared up at the ceiling.
“Will I ever have the courage to talk to him… or tell him that I think he’s really super hot?”
That night you went to sleep dreaming about him.
The following day, you got home a little later than usual and looked out your window when you saw his lights on.
You hadn’t turned your lights on yet and checked him out as he walked around his kitchen.
He glanced over out his window, to yours, and you quickly shrunk back into the shadows, hoping he hadn’t seen you.
It appeared that he hadn’t, as he kept going about his routine, flexing his arm muscles calmly as he made his dinner.
At one point he stretched up and you saw his abs, beautifully defined, before he dropped his arms and grabbed a handful of himself through his pants and adjusted.
Just the way he had grabbed himself showed clearly the size of the monster in his pants and immediately your heart started pumping blood south of the boarder.
You knew it was devious but you couldn’t stop staring at his ass and the front whenever he turned around.
He reached down again and this time slipped a hand inside his pants, moving things around a little before pulling his hand out.
There was obviously some excitement growing because you could see his pants pulling more and more tightly as his erection grew.
“Oh,” you thought with a blush as he again put his hand down there then turned and walked off to the bedroom.
Small pulses of excitement throbbed in the base of your cock and you instinctively reached down and adjusted yourself, giving it a good rub while you debated whether or not to use your quirk to see what Aizawa was doing in his bedroom right now.
Again, that little devil on your shoulder urged you to sneak a peak so you did, activating and looking at the direction of his bedroom.
The sight you saw shocked you so much that you had to deactivate and run to your room, clothes being thrown off quickly so that you could grab a hold of yourself and copy what you saw Aizawa doing.
It felt so wrong… but so right, and as you released into some tissues, you determined that you were going to speak to him tomorrow.
You couldn’t take any more of this.
As you had promised yourself, you waited at the mail boxes of the apartments for Aizawa to arrive the next afternoon and it wasn’t long before his bedraggled form appeared up the path.
“Y/N,” he greeted you with a head nod.
“Hi… Aizawa,” you said in a soft voice, “Umm, can… can I please have a word with you?”
“About?” he asked frankly.
“Oh shoot! How do I start???”
“Before you say anything,” he cut in, “I see you.”
“Y… you, sorry, what?”
“I see you watching me,” he said, his voice holding no malice nor anger, but a little bit of mischief.
You felt your face getting hotter with embarrassment as your tongue tucked itself away for the night- refusing to work for you.
Unable to speak you just nodded instead.
“What’s your quirk?” he asked.
“Please don’t ask,” you whispered hoarsely, this wasn’t going to any plan that you had ever through of.
“The ability to see through walls?” he asked.
“H-How did you know?” you asked with horror.
“Never mind that… how much did you see yesterday?” he asked pointedly.
You hung your head, refusing to make eye contact.
“Come with me,” he then added, walking past you up the path towards the doors of his block.
“N-Now? Why?” You asked with confusion, following him anyway.
Without another word he led you up to his apartment and let you in.
You’re very quiet so we don’t talk much but I’ve been watching you as much as you’ve been watching me,” he stated, slipping his jacket off and tossing it over the chair, “I don’t have a ‘seeing through walls’ quirk but I can read people well.”
“S-So you do leave your windows open on purpose then?” you asked hesitantly.
He pulled at his cuffed sleeves and rolled them up as he walked over to you with a cool look on his face.
Fearfully, you backed up and he placed a hand beside your head on the wall as his face neared yours.
“Yes,” he replied bluntly.
Your heart was thumping in your chest. His rugged features were looking even more amazing close up and you glanced at his lips then back to his eyes as he held his face close to yours.
“I’m really attracted to you,” you said in a barely audible voice.
“The feeling is mutual,” he replied calmly, his lips closing the gap to yours and pressing against your parted ones. “Yesterday,” he said in a low voice, pulling back a little, “I wanted you here with me…”
He leaned back in and kissed you again, your hands venturing to his sides and gripping into his shirt.
“I thought we could have a little time together… seeing as our feelings are mutual…”
“I… I’m not really anyone special, I—,”
“I, personally, find you attractive,” he said, stepping back, “and I want you to come to my room… you won’t need to use your quirk for the next part.” A small smirk pulled at his lips.
As you followed him, you pinched yourself a few times just to make sure this wasn’t a dream- and then next thing you knew you were in his room.
You knew what it looked like; you have seen it many times before… but actually being in it was something completely different.
Before you had a chance to ask what was going to happen, Aizawa’s lips were on yours again and a very heated kiss ensued.
Going with the moment, you let him lead and he pushed you back to his bed until you fell backwards onto it.
Your fall caused you to break away from the kiss and you had a chance to look up into his smirking face as he reached for his long, disheveled hair and tied it back into a bun, leaving nothing but a chiseled jawline and your racing heart in its wake.
“I think it’s already clear what I want to do,” he said lowly as he placed one knee between your open legs and made to hop up onto the bed.
You nodded. “Please,” you whispered, already feeling the throb between your thighs.
He bent his head down and bit into the side of your neck, causing a small gasp of delight to escape your lips as you turned your head away to allow him better access.
As he sucked and bit along your delicate skin, you ran your hands up into his hair, dragging at his scalp.
You tilted your hips to his and pushed your aching bulge against his, rocking back and forth to grind out a little of that tension but having both your cocks confined behind fabric was making it difficult to get any stimulation.
“These need to go,” Aizawa said, pulling back to take his pants off, closely followed by removing yours.
He was back between your legs in a second, pushing and grinding against you and before you knew it, both your shirts and remaining clothes were removed among kisses as you rolled on the bed.
Aizawa slid his hand down your body, reaching for your cock and stroking it firmly which made you gasp and writhe with delight.
“I’ve always wanted to do this,” Aizawa admitted lowly, rubbing his thumb just under the tip of your cock.
You groaned with delight and rocked your hips against his hand, which he curbed by placing his free hand there on your hip bone to hold you down.
“I… want… you,” you whispered through gritted teeth as he stroked you and toyed with all your sensitive parts. Being a guy himself he knew exactly what to do and how much pressure to use, “please use me.”
“You want me to?” he rasped out, still stroking you in hand.
“Yes,” you nodded, knuckles going white as you gripped them into the sheets.
He pulled back and let you go, reaching for the beside drawer to where he kept the lube and condoms.
“These are here for myself,” he said candidly as pulled one out to use, “less mess.”
You were kinda relieved that he wasn’t seeing anyone, you already thought he hadn’t, because he had never bought anyone home- not that that was clear indicator of a relationship, but you were happy none the less.
He had the condom on in a flash and turned to face you, his cock standing straight and ready, begging to be buried into your ass.
Like a good submissive, you rolled over onto your stomach and presented your ass to him, which he eagerly reached out and patted, grabbing at your cheeks and pulling on them a little.
You reached between your legs and tugged on your cock, anticipating his next move.
From where you were face down, you could hear him getting some lube ready for the insert and the next minute his fingers were teasing and stretching your small hole and you moaned as he gently inserted them in and scissored them around to stretch you a little.
As his fingers slid and twisted inside you, your eyes rolled shut and you pushed back against him, milking the pre-cum from your tip and sliding it around to coat yourself.
When Aizawa felt you were ready he removed his fingers and pushed his cock slowly in in place, the full feeling of his girth entering you, making you cry out with ecstasy.
Everything you had ever dreamed about was coming true and you whimpered with delight as he pushed all the way into you and grabbed for the base of your neck.
“I hope you don’t mind if I take it at my pace? I like something a little more… punchy.”
“D-Do what you want,” you moaned as he pulled back then rolled his hips into you.
Having been given permission, Aizawa took over, pinning you down as he arched and thrust against you, sinking his hips to your ass over and over again while you panted and stroked your cock with fervor.
This was heaven for you, had you known it would feel this good, you would have tried to approach him sooner and you lost yourself to the feeling he was providing.
He fit you perfectly and his perfectly timed thrusting was going to bring you to climax far quicker than you had wanted but it was happening and your loud panting was joined by his as he picked up the pace.
“I’m… gonna make a mess,” you panted in warning.
Suddenly his hand was around yours, holding your cock as well as he continued to buck against you.
“I’ll catch it,” he panted.
You let go of your own cock and he took over the stroking as he thrust hard and fast into you.
Now having both hands free, you braced against the bed and pushed back against him.
“I.. I’m gonna… I’m gonna, Ah~, Ah~, Ahhh~,” you moaned, feeling yourself climax into his palm.
Only two more pumps from him and you felt his body shudder and pause as he came in your ass.
Thankfully a towel was nearby and you reached for it, handing it back at Aizawa.
“D-Did you need this for my…”
He pulled out of you and took it, using it to wipe his hand.
“Thank you,” he said in a low voice.
“It’s the least I can do for almost making a mess,” you replied sheepishly as you flopped down on your front to rest for a bit.
“You think I’m afraid of a little mess? You need to come over and make some mess more often,” he said calmly as he got off the bed to clean himself up.
You pushed your face into his bedsheets and smiled happily to yourself.
~ END ~