Your fingers clutched into his forearms as he placed his hand down on the lounge beside your hip, his other hand sliding up your thigh and under your skirt as you hooked one leg up over his back.
“Oh~,” you moaned, tilting your head up so that he could press his lips to your throat.
His hips pressed into yours as he kissed your soft skin and your fingers twitched as they held his thick forearm.
“Aizawa,” you mewled, reaching for his hair so that you could push your fingers up under his man bun.
His mouth found yours again and you locked lips, kissing passionately as your hips rocked up against his.
“I want you,” you whispered against his lips, your tongue still toying with his in between your words.
Reacting to your plea, Aizawa reached down and undid his pants, zipping his fly down and allowing his knuckles to press and rub against your pussy and clit.
“Oh fuck, everything he does is like crack. So fucking addictive,” you moaned internally, relishing in the feeling of his knuckles against your panties.
Amid a flurry of arms, you helped pull his pants down to his knees and he helped pull your panties off, keeping your skirt on and hitched up to your hips.
While he knelt back and kissed along your inner thighs you unbuttoned your shirt and pulled it off then reached back and unhooked your bra, your breasts spilling out the minute you let them loose.
Distracted by the beautiful sight up top, Aizawa temporarily abandoned kissing your thighs and made his way up over your stomach to your breasts, kissing and caressing them while you grabbed onto the back of his shirt and pulled it up and off over his head.
Once his shirt was off, he continued what he was doing, the stubble on his chin scratching across your skin while you ran your fingers into the front of his hair.
He reached back with one hand and took his hair tie out so that you could get your fingers into his messy long hair- the tie falling onto the floor and bouncing under the lounge.
Soft moans rolled off your tongue as Aizawa took his time licking and sucking on your nipples, alternating sides and rubbing them with his fingers when he wasn’t sucking or licking them.
“I am so damn wet right now,” you moaned to yourself, “I wish he would just hurry up and fuck me!”
Wanting to show your need you grabbed for his hips and arched your hips up into his, rocking back and forth on that extremely firm and large bulge pressing out from between his zipper tracks.
“Please,” you whispered, gripping your fingertips into his hair against his scalp.
Without saying a word, Aizawa shuffled back from you, dipping his head down between your thighs and pressing his fingers over your pussy, your slick coating his digits immediately.
“Mmmm,” he hummed, rubbing back and forth then up over your clit to make sure you were well and truly ready for him.
The way your body arched and shook as he rubbed his slippery fingers over your sensitive little bud made him grin with delight and he couldn’t help dropping his head down and licking over your slick-wetted clit to taste your excitement.
“Aizawa~,” you moaned-whined, dying to feel his thick cock inside you.
Noting the desperation in your voice, and also wanting to release his aching cock, he knelt back and pulled his briefs down to his knees to join his pants, then- gripping his shaft, leaned forward and placed the tip of his cock between your wet pussy lips.
“Did we need a condom?” he asked briefly.
“No. I’m on the pill, it’s fine,” you breathed back, opening your legs wider- one up the lounge and the other off the edge, and waiting for the feeling of that all encompassing stretch his cock provided.
He nodded and pushed into you, making you moan loudly as he entered, the thickness of his shaft filling you completely.
There’s wasn’t much talking done from that point, just kissing, touching, rocking, arching and moaning as you enjoyed each others bodies.
You could feel yourself getting closer and you urged Aizawa to speed up a little, heightening that buzz in your core.
“Faster,” you whispered, brows knitted together as his teeth sank into the side of your neck.
He obliged, his hips smacking into yours as you kept your legs wrapped around his back.
“Y-You can cum inside me, it’s safe,” you mewled, clawing at his middle back as your breathing rate increased.
“Mm,” he hummed, grunting in exertion the closer you both got to climax.
“I’m close, I’m close, keep going,” you panted, moaning loudly in anticipation.
His mouth found yours and locked you in a tongue kiss, pushing you over the edge of no return.
“Ahhh~,” you wailed with pleasure, tilting your head back as he picked up the pace even more and railed you into the lounge.
“Fuck,” he grunted as he dropped his head into the crook of your neck and squeezed his eyes shut, his hips bucking fast a few more times before slamming against yours and holding steady for a second as he thick cock emptied into you.
You could feel him pulsating inside you and you smiled as you panted rapidly, slowly coming down from your orgasm.
Once he had finished he pulled out, your legs unhooking as he sat back.
“Tissues are on the bench.” You pointed over your head to the bench and he got up and shuffled over to get some for him and you.
While you were cleaning up, Aizawa pulled his briefs and pants up then took your tissues and put them in the bin.
“I won’t lie, you’ve been on my mind since the bathhouse weekend,” Aizawa said casually as he walked back over and sat down next to you to finish his coffee.
“Well same, but like I said before, I don’t want to pursue anything if you’re going to be hot and cold on me,” you said.
“You say this… just after we we’re intimate on the couch,” he deadpanned, glancing at you from the corner of his eye.
“Fuck man. I know, ok? What am I supposed to do when you’re so hot.”
You reached for your cup and took a sip.
“Ok, well, I’m going to ask you straight. What do you propose we do?”
Aizawa was silent for a second, not looking at you.
“What would you be comfortable with?” he asked in a very matter of fact- but dead- tone.