You weren’t expecting him to take you that far down on the first go so your invitation obviously needed a revisit with some rules and restrictions in place, because no sooner had his cock hit your soft palette, you gagged.
“No noise,” he hissed, pulling your mouth back and pressing his finger to your lips in the ‘hush’ sign as he used his thumb under your jaw to tilt your head up so he could look you in the eye.
You nodded silently, tears already forming in the corner of your eyes.
“Sorry” you whispered once he had pulled his finger away from your lips.
Adjusting your hold around his shaft, he again moved your face forwards, but this time you were ready for him and relaxed your throat as he lifted his hips up, pushing his length into your mouth.
It wasn’t the easiest task to resist your heavily spasming throat but you managed to do it without a sound and he rewarded you by giving you a chance to breathe again.
“Ok?” he asked.
You nodded in return, grateful that you were in water and he couldn’t tell which was hot spring water and which were tears.
Again he moved your face forward and you took control, actively assisting this time as you twisted your hand around his shaft as your mouth encased the other two-thirds of him.
“Shit,” he grunted as his hips rocked back and forth into your mouth. You nearly transcended.
“Did I break him?! Did I break him?!”
You snuck a look at his face as you tilted your head to the side and saw that his teeth were gritted and top lip curled back a little, making him look like he was about to bite someone.
A few more times he let you have a rest before thrusting his cock down your throat again, then, all of a sudden, he pulled you off and swiftly hooked his hands up under your arms and dragged your body up to sit on his lap.
Your mouths connected again as you made out on the side of the pool, your pussy sliding up and down the underside of his shaft again as you arched against him to relieve a bit of pressure gathering in between your thighs.
“I’m not sure if you want to…” Aizawa started, pausing in his sentence to give you a chance to catch on so he didn’t need to finish it.
“Do it?” you asked in a slightly breathless voice as you rocked against him, “yes. I do.”
He nodded and hooked his hands under your ass, raising you up then taking one hand to guide his cock into you as you sat down again.
A rush of air escaped through your nostrils as you clamped your mouth closed, eyes rolling as his cock filled you completely. Your body jolted as your thighs hit his then you started rocking back and forth firmly, rolling your hips into his.
There was no time to talk as you started kissing heavily again, rocking faster and harder.
So engrossed in each other were you, that you missed the sun slowly rising, birds waking from their slumber, and students rousing within their cabins; your fervent rocking and thrusting increased to orgasm point.
“Are you close?” Aizawa whispered huskily, pulling your head down to the side so he could press his lips to your ears as he continued to thrust up into you.
You nodded and grabbed a handful of hair at the back of his head, holding onto him for dear life as your consciousness seemed to be overtaken by the sensation he had created between your thighs.
“I wanna moan so bad,” you mewled against his skin, sinking your teeth into his neck.
He stood up, holding your body against his, and walked into the water- sinking down into it so that you could wrap your legs around his torso.
As he sunk down into the water, he moved to the other end of the pool and pressed you up against the rocks there, holding you against them as his thrusting increased.
“Oh fuck,” you whispered through gritted teeth, knitting your fingers into his hair again as he doubled up and rammed his shaft into you.
Your face said it all as he watched your expressions, intermittently kissing and biting your neck and jaw, then slowing when he saw that you had cum, the relief at climaxing showing clearly on your features.
As you let out a soft sigh, he pulled out of you and sat back, intending to just forfeit his own release but you beckoned him to stand up and straddle your head- which he did without a second thought, one hand pumping his cock and the other hand on the rocks behind your head.
It didn’t take him long to release and his cum shot into your mouth, small grunts of satisfaction escaping his parted lips as he throbbed onto your outstretched tongue.
Once he had finished, you swallowed, smiling at him as he sank back down under the water.
“Well… that’s one way to start the day,” you commented, standing up and walking to the other end of the pool to hop out.
“Leaving so soon?” he asked, chest still rising and falling heavily.
“Best we’re not seen together,” you replied, feeling like you had a bit more of an upper hand today.
He nodded and sank backwards up against the rocks.
“I’ll take a little longer,” he said, “I need to recover.”
You smirked and let out a small huff of amusement at his comment then grabbed your dry towel from the rocks and wrapped it around you.
“I’m amazed I can walk properly,” you replied cheekily, if I’m walking a little wobbly today just look away.”
He smirked and closed his eyes.
“Noted,” he replied.
You quickly made your way back to the cabin to fix your hair then headed for the girl’s cabin.
……………………………..
“Good mormng Miss L/N!” Momo greeted you brightly, “did you sleep well last night?”
“Yes, thank you!” you replied brightly, “the beds here are very comfortable.”
Further into the cabin Mina and Jirou smirked at each other, waiting by the open window for Hagakure to return.
There was a noise against the wooden wall of the cabin and Mina looked across.
“Hagakure?” she whispered.
“Yeah,” the invisible girl panted as she crawled up and through the window, “can you please pass me my dress? That was so embarrassing running across to Mr Aizawa’s cabin with no clothes on!”
“You’re invisible,” Uraraka said in a confused voice as she walked over to the girls, “no one can see you anyway?”
“Oh…. true,” Hagakure chuckled, taking her dress from Mina’s outstretched hand.
“So? What did you find?” Jirou asked in a gossipy interrogative tone, twisting her ear jack around her finger, “did they sleep in the same bed?”