Chapter 3

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Shota walked up to you slowly. The strides were so manly, that you felt a twinge in your little bean. Your eyes locked on to the collar though. It was very cute and studded with clear stones. You had a pretty good idea that it would not be real diamonds…right?

"Are you sure you want to go through with this?" He got close enough that he could hook his free arm around your waist filling the gap with his body. Both your groins touched, but you didn't mind. You enjoyed being in the arms of a strong man, especially one as handsome as this one.

"I want to take you so bad right now…" The hold around you tightened making you press more into him.

"However, I'm not going to force you to follow through with this, if you don't want to, pretty kitty," his voiced rang in your ear making the hunger grow in your womb. You reach up to your neck and untie his tie. You pulled it off and held it with both hands. Putting it to his lips, he naturally opened his mouth and bit down on the silk fabric. You take the collar and admired it before slipping it around your neck. The sensation of feeling the leather gave you a sense of signing a contract.

"Aww…..You aren't as big and bad as I thought, Aizawa-sensei" You said with a little giggle. His now free hand held your chin making your eyes meet his. He was so close that you could smell the alcohol and cigarette that lingered from the strip club and his almost gone cologne he had on. Kami, he really did smell like a man.

"That's 'Daddy' to you, sweetheart," With that, he leaned down and planted a soft kiss on your lips. The kiss went from soft and tender to hungry and passionate. His tongue managed to slither into your mouth. Fuck! His tongue is so big! You didn't know what to do but attempted to keep up with him. Your knees were getting so weak that you gripped his white button up shirt. He broke the kiss and pulled back just enough to have a thick trail of saliva connecting their tongues together. He heard you take a small breath and smirked.

"Turn around, now," His hands held your hips and started to turn them so you could face the wall. He wasted no time to kiss along your exposed neck. His hands moved to his hair that was pinned into a messy bun. He released his beautiful black strands and his hands went to his semi opened shirt to undo it. He kept you busy with his gentle licks of his tongue on your neck.

"Ready for something thrilling, pretty kitty?" his fingers opened the knot on your coat and slid it off your shoulders.

"Do….your worst" You said softly to him, almost a whisper.

"Don't ask for something you might not be able to handle, Brat," His tone was a bit aggressive. Your vision was suddenly gone, when you felt the soft fabric cover your eyes that led to wrapping around your body.

After hours of rough, lust-filled, wall-banging, rug-burning sex, you find yourself laying on top of him with his right hand resting lazily but snuggly on your lower back. You had a smile on your face. Not because you had sex with him, but because your entire body was weak and you both ended up on the breakfast bar in the kitchen.

"Th-That….was amazing," you managed to say and only felt a low chuckle vibrate from his throat and into his chest. After a few minutes of bliss, you rested your forearms across his chest and pressed your chin on top of your hands looking at the man, who made you cum too many times to remember.

"So…teacher, huh?" You asked him to start a conversation.

"Yeah, I used to teach at a high school.." he seemed to be reminiscing about those days. He even sounded a bit sad.

"..but now, I teach at a college."

"Ooo…any night classes?" you said teasingly before lifting yourself up for a moment looking down at him. His eyes scanned over your face.

"Why don't you sleep over, Kitty?" His hands began to caress your hips.

"I just want to touch and hold you all night," his confession made you blush slightly, and you leaned down to kiss him.

"Yeah, I'd like that."

One month later, you enter the building you were instructed by the admissions lady.

"I think this is the building," You held unto the strap of your shoulder bag and entered the room for your class. You found an empty sat close to the window second row down.

"Finally made enough money to start school," you said happily and opened your bag looking through it.

"Should make sure I have everything," you mumbled to yourself not realizing the cute guy that walked past you. He sat directly behind you, and, sort of, examined you. You hear the door open and but kept your eyes in your bag.

"Alright, class. New semester, new problems."

'Huh? That voice sounds very familiar' you thought to yourself.

"Sounds fun, right?" This time you finally looked up to confirm a gut feeling that you were praying would be wrong.

"Welcome to the History of Quirk. I'm your sensei, Shota Aizawa," he said standing behind his desk with a book propped on his shoulder.

'No FUCKING way…' Your heart started to race at the sight of him. His eyes locked on to you as he was scanning the entire room to get a feel of his students.

'Shit….' You both think.

While Shota was going on with his lesson you couldn't hear a word he said. You were so caught up in your thoughts.

'Kami, why this guy of all people?' You rested your chin in your palm with your elbow digging into the desk. You nibbled on the end of your pen.

'Ugh, last month was a mistake. Yeah, it was hot but…ugh….' Your mind recollected what he said as to why you both left on somewhat of bad terms.

"I don't have time for a relationship, Kitty."

"Son of a bi-.." before you could finish the bell rang signaling that the class was over.

"Okay class, that's it for today. Come sign in for attendance. See you all tomorrow" He said before sitting in his chair and watched the student line up, chat, and sign their names.

'Look at him…Thinking he's hot. Wasting a week of my life. No time, my ass…' A devious plan struck in your mind.

'Time to make things hard for him.' Once it was your turn to sign. You bent over allowing him a peek at your cleavage. His eyes didn't hesitate to stare.

"Nice to meet you, 'Aizawa-sensei'. Looking forward to the rest of the semester," you said so sweetly that you saw a vein pop in his forehead. You smirked.

"Like wise…sign in please," he said as coldly as he could.

"No problem, 'Aizawa-sensei'. See YOU tomorrow" you signed and left swaying your hips.

Once everyone left, he released a heavy sigh leaning back into his chair with his head tilted back.

"What a day," he groaned and put some eye drops into his eyes. He allowed the solution to settle in his eyes before they looked over at the book.

"Time to enter the attendance," he sat back upright and looked at the names. Going down the list, his eyes widened. You sign 'Kitty' with a heart beside it. He smirked and traced his index finger over your handwriting.

"What a brat…"