Fifty Darker Shades of EraserMic

by CrypticBeans

A new saga of fifty chapters of straight smut! Enjoy! (Sequel to Fifty Shades of EraserMic!)

42. Is The Doctor In?

Shouta wasn't the most imaginative man. He never had been. He'd never found it easy to use his "childlike imagination" even as a child for his mother had always discouraged such things. It left him feeling bad for Eri when he couldn't come up with some magical idea on his own but rather play along with whatever Eri had in mind. He wasn't imaginative, he wasn't creative, but he had his husband there with him to make up for what he lacked. His husband was like a factory of that childlike imagination.

The blonde seemed to be never lacking in the ideas that he could come up with to keep their daughter happy. To keep her engaged. Truthfully, he felt his husband was better suited as an elementary or kindergarten teacher with the bubbly, creative personality of his. He'd once vocalized this sentiment one late night curled on the couch together as they worked on their grading. The blonde had scoffed but he had been all too playful. Giving him that "yeah if only" typical response he got from his husband.

He knew that Hizashi would have never become an elementary school teacher if he didn't. They'd never sworn to work in the same place but he knew that with their hero-work that it was nice to see each other during the day. What he thought was a waste of his husband's creativity was seen as a comfort for Hizashi who got to be with him throughout the day. To be by his side. His husband was a bright, imaginative person. Meanwhile his own imagination seemed to really shine through the bedroom.

Over the years, Hizashi had always encouraged him to be imaginative in the bedroom. Think outside of the box. And he had tried but he'd been shy the first handful of years when they'd begun growing passionate with their sex. Back when they'd only begun toeing out of the awkward first times of having sex. However, in the later years he'd tried being imaginative. Tried thinking outside of the box as well as working on his "colorful bedroom talk" as Hizashi called it. To improve himself to Hizashi's level of kinkiness.

It had taken years of trial and error for him to be as comfortable in the bedroom as he was. As imaginative as he was now. All thanks to Hizashi's gentle prodding and endless patience. Always willing to feel out a hesitant idea of his that left him red faced but left the blonde eager to indulge in it. It wasn't until their challenge last year did it become clear to him that Hizashi seemed to be delighted when he was coming up with some wild idea. Watching that sparkle reinforce itself each time he did something out of his comfort zone.

Did something that was seen as imaginative to the blonde who encouraged him onwards. Last year with their first challenge, it had left them with a new understanding of where the other was. What their secret wants, desires, lusts, and curiosities laid together. He'd never seen himself as imaginative but last year? He could see how if he didn't over think it, if he didn't sit and analyze it, he could be just as out there as Hizashi. He could make their bedroom just as colorful as Hizashi could. Just as hot as the blonde could.

And Hizashi always seemed all too delighted in encouraging that side of him. In helping him flourish into the confident imagination he had. Until he held no hesitation before turning to his husband confidently as he did. To vocalize a desire, a scene, an idea that always had green eyes widening. Had them shimmering at him with excitement with that slow smile that always curled over his husband's lips. The way he seemed to hang onto his words until he was done describing the scene that he had in his head.

What idea off of their new list that he wanted to try together. He had to admit it was just as addicting as making their bedroom colorful; to see the surprise and the pleasant delight on his husband's face as he spoke. Rambled, really, but it was always worth it to see that delight blooming on his husband's face. How he held onto his words until he was done speaking to which they would both begin to brainstorm. Both coming together to make the idea bigger, better, together with input on both sides and perspectives.

It was so easy to get caught up in planning when his husband's bright voice was throwing out ideas. Was throwing out things that could enhance or make things better for the two of them to make it more enjoyable for the both of them. It became something that they would "put their heads together" about and he absolutely adores it. He adores the idea that not only was he coming up with these ideas that enraptured his husband but it became more. Became something that the two of them could both work on.

Something they can both create together to make a scene that was pleasurable to them both. Whether it was a big suggestion or a small one, all of their opinions were heard and answered by the other so effortlessly it had him awed. Surprised as to how he could have ever thought himself as uncreative when he was watching green eyes sparkle at him when he rambled. When he spit out a half formed idea of his only to have Hizashi aid him in expanding it further. It's what made their romp in the closet so much fun.

He'd been there with half of his idea being that they did it after hours while Hizashi's suggestion had been that they use their hero names together. Coming together for the both of them to agree on who would bring what. Who would make sure the other had what. While he didn't think planning out sex counted as imaginative, his husband certainly disagreed. Especially with how a few of their roleplays had gone together which, according to the blonde, spoke volumes. The fact that he wanted roleplays?

That he loved them? That spoke volumes on his imagination according to Hizashi. He always agreed to merely end the argument. It was with this in mind that he found himself looking over their list. Over the last eight options of theirs and it put that odd lump of emotion in his throat. A reluctance to choose something else for it would only be one more step to the end. One more choice until this was over and he didn't want it to be over. Not yet. Not when they were finally finding their rhythm again.

Their usual active sex life now that Hizashi was healed enough from his piercings to enjoy sex with him. But he'd swallowed it down when he let his gaze roam over the list only to fall onto an option that piqued his curiosity. Medical play. It wasn't something he was familiar with, nor did it sound familiar to him. Not familiar at all. But it was because of that curiousness acted as just enough for him to open his laptop. And dove down a rabbit hole. It was a shallow rabbit hole that required digging and searching into it.

Once he found articles he couldn't stop himself from reading. From grasping an understanding on what this option would entail. What it would mean in terms of a roleplay, but he'd been in curious awe as he read over it that Tuesday night. While he hadn't been pestered or poked, he'd gone to the blonde Wednesday morning to meet him in the parking lot. It was there in a low, hushed tone that he had brought it up with his husband. He could still recall how green eyes had widened ever so slightly at him.

How his husband's mouth dropping open and brows shooting up on his forehead. And then came that curious, wicked sparkle. Something that twitched at the corners of his husband's until it was twitching into an open-mouthed grin. He'd explained what he had found with the request for them to try it. After all, a roleplay now and again couldn't hurt, could it? He'd found himself fighting the urge to bounce on his toes the way the blonde had been when they began to make their way to the school building.

Hizashi had requested to research medical play once he got home that night before he gave a confirmation or vetoed it. He was more than happy to agree to his husband's request as they went about their day. He couldn't deny that he had still been electrified from their anniversary. From their romp in the closet Monday night. God, that night his husband had been just as shaky legged when he'd walked him to the parking lot before the blonde made his way home while he made his way to the dorms.

He'd been electrified when it came to the thought of what his husband would think about the idea of another roleplay. Something they could get away with. He'd been looking at the tools for medical play which were, quite honestly, medical equipment. Things they could find online easily, and he wasn't sure where he sat on incisions or needles. He'd happily forsake those for other options. It wasn't until Thursday when he had met Hizashi in the parking lot with his duffel bag that he threw into the trunk that he fought the urge to ask.

To question. But on their drive home? His husband had turned to him to agree to it. That he had put in an order for a handful of items much to his surprise that he had found on an article. Links to toys for their to use. It had him all too eager to get through the final day of the week to Saturday. The night was planned out in fine detail with everything regarding the scene down to the roles they would play with Hizashi, of course, being the "doctor". Himself the "patient" that his husband would be using these instruments on.

The hope was that the items would show up on Saturday and give them the chance to flesh out the scene. He'd sworn they'd both been impatient come Friday and Saturday. Two days of waiting, waiting, waiting for the toys to be delivered only to get nothing. Like every other time they'd been excited for something to show up it didn't happen. Not the way they wanted. And so, they'd taken it with a grain of salt that it would more than likely show up on Monday or Tuesday. They had to show up eventually.

He just wished he could be home rather than spending nights away from home. It was something that sadly lead them to change their plans depending on when it showed up. Rather than waiting for the weekend, they'd use their time Friday afternoon to flesh out the roleplay. Eri would be spending time with Nemuri and the girls for a slumber party starting Friday night. It gave them the golden ticket they needed to even think of doing something like that on a Friday afternoon. However, he couldn't bite back his disappointment.

His frustration with the mail delivery system but he knew they weren't special. Their things got delayed and shipped late like everyone else. It had been just a matter of being patient and waiting for the box or boxes to arrive. His husband spared no worry about waiting for the items to arrive when seeing him off Monday afternoon of the following week. It was frustrating having to wait on the mailing system for their items to arrive, but he knew that it would be worth it. It would work out in the long run.

Toys or no toys, Friday was going to be it. Whether it was a thought out roleplay or a simplistic, smutty one, he didn't care which he got stuck with so long as they tried. It had him antsy, checking his phone and pestering his husband on their nightly call Monday then Tuesday night. Getting nothing had hurt more than hearing his husband got it. However, bright and early that following Wednesday, his husband had been bouncing on his toes with a sparkle to his gaze when he informed him that the boxes had arrived.

That he had to put on a few last minute touches on the bedroom but that they'd be set to go on Friday afternoon much to his delight. He'd choked his excitement down, but it didn't stop the grin when Hizashi insisted they have lunch in his room that Wednesday. A chance to go over their roleplay scene, step by step, together while they ate had done little to help the butterflies in his stomach when he'd forced himself to eat. It was damn near impossible waiting for Friday. Impossible to keep himself in check.

To keep his head on his shoulders and his feet on the ground about a simplistic roleplay with his husband but this time there'd be toys. There would be instruments with this roleplay that hadn't been there the previous two times. He knew what his role was; that all he had to do was simply lay out on the bed and let the blonde go about his role as the "doctor". It was honestly quite giggle worthy if too much thought was put into it. Like they were two excited children who were about to play doctor together.

To use stolen medical equipment from some unseen parent. And yet the flutter in his stomach told him this was going to be something so much better than a childish scenario. It was akin to that night with their very first roleplay together. To the night he spent in this very bathroom dressing in a school uniform for the professor roleplay they'd done a few months back. It was exciting. He didn't understand what was so fun about roleplays, but did he need to? Did he have to understand the machinations of a roleplay?

Understand what about it that made it so fun? That clicked with him the way that they did? After all, Hizashi had said countless times that he didn't need to know why he liked something only that he did. And roleplay was it. He was just grateful his husband seemed to hold that same spark for roleplays. It had been there in his gaze; the sparkle to it that had flared brilliantly at him when the blonde gave his answer. When he agreed to it. There was something about indulging in a fantasy that truly was fun.

Something about stepping out of their day to day as Shouta and Hizashi into something different that made it so nice. This was something he didn't want to rush them, but he didn't want this to feel like a quickie. Like last Monday had been. He wanted to lose himself in the scene the way he always did. He wanted nothing more than to have fun with Hizashi without it feeling rushed. Without it feeling like it was all too short lived. He wanted something to linger in with. Something they could lose themselves in.

He wanted to choose something that would be fun for the both of them. And standing in his bathroom? He was ready for it. More than ready to flesh out this little scene of theirs. Something they'd written in excruciating detail while clearing any and everything they possibly could about what the other would want to do. What they'd have the most fun experimenting with. His gaze flicking over to the mirror, he looked away quickly at the blotchy blush forming over his cheeks. Smothering itself over it only to burn in the tips of his ears.

Spreading down in a soft dusting over his collar bones as he took a deep breath. He could do this. If he could confidently strip himself out of his costume the way he had mere seconds ago then he could do this for the two of them. He bit his lip when he found himself peeking at himself in the mirror again. The wide appearance to his eyes from the blown pupils gave them a much bigger appearance. Bottomless. Wide. And God knows it had him flinching at the blotchy blush deepening before his very eyes.

He took a deep, even breath through his nose. He could do this; it was only Hizashi out there. The two of them had done roleplays more than enough time to know how much they loved them. How easy it was to sink into it with his husband who always got so bright eyed. So eager at the thought of a roleplay. And he knew this time would be no different. His fingers twisted into the hem of his tank top that he'd worn today under his costume. His heart sprinted against his chest quickly when he forced himself to walk forward.

he reached out to touch the door handle. Rattling lightly under his fingers, he couldn't help but wonder what the blonde had done. What he had claimed he had set up when the blonde had covered his eyes when walking him into the bedroom. When his voice lowered to a playful, mischievous pitch as the blonde warned him not to try and peek. He'd been more content in being in the dark about what the set-up of their bedroom would look like. He chewed lightly on his lip when he caught the muted thuds of feet making their way over to him.

The shadow cast over his own feet when Hizashi knocked on the door. A questioning rhythm that had him curling his fingers over the cool metal of the doorknob. He raised his other hand up to knock back. Assuring the blonde silently that he was ready. More than ready. He wanted to see just what the blonde had in store for him. What he was going to do to him. It had his stomach dropping with an airy intensity when he twisted the door knob then pulled the door open. The light of the bedroom spilling into the room.

The warmth of the bedroom swirled at his face sending goosebumps raising over his skin at the realization of just how chilly their bathroom could become. The golden afternoon light spilled in through the window casting a softer hue to everything. To the bed where he saw a pressure cuff, those rubber hammers to hit at his knees and the thermometer. A small spray bottle that he couldn't quite make the label out of, the lube, a condom, and a shiver ran down his back at the sight of the urethral rod laying out on a small towel.

Oh, were they going all the way for this? He knew that they had mentioned in passing that he would use the urethral rod, but he hadn't thought that Hizashi would go the length to use it on him. It had his heart jumping in his throat at the sight of the restraints laying innocently over the blanket from their stretched position attached to the posts of their headboard. And then the restraints dangling from hooks that had been placed into the ceiling. Placed far apart to no doubt act as stirrups to hold his legs up and apart.

The sight of them had his stomach fluttering at the thought of being spread so wide. There was an anal plug on the bed next to the sounding rod that had his hand tightening on the door knob. He had only mentioned the sounding rod and the plug as an off handed remark when they'd been squished together on the couch last week. When his husband had been ready to give him the approval for the scene together. That Thursday afternoon last week, he had been giddy in listing off-handed things they could do.

To really sell the "clinical feel" and "aesthetic" of it that they could recreate in their bedroom. He hadn't expected Hizashi to listen to him. He hadn't known he spoke of such longing if there had been when it came to the sounding rod. He'd done it once or twice since that first time on Hizashi and he fucking loves it. He swore nothing better than watching come ooze out of him from the obstruction. The heat to his husband's eyes as they watched, fussed, and played with the ball of the rod until he was squirming.

Howling. Sounding wasn't exactly his husband's things but when he asked for it? Well, the blonde went above and beyond for him in terms of what he wanted when it came to sounding. He knew in an article he'd read that urethral sounding could be seen as a part of medical play if done correctly. The blonde seemed to cringe away from urethral sounding but always took the extra step just for him. Tearing his gaze away from the bed with its instruments waiting to be used on him with what he was sure were wide eyes.

He could feel his lashes fluttering when his eyes widened the blonde stood mere steps away from him by the corner of their bed with a proud smile on his lips. A sparkle to those green eyes as his glasses slipped down his nose ever so slightly which highlighted the dark smatterings of freckles over the bridge of it. The spots of pink forming on his husband's cheeks quickly smothered into a soft pink blush when he admired the blonde's outfit. A white doctor coat with aqua scrubs on and a pair of gloves on his hands.

A deep black that glowed against the white of the lab coats sleeves when the blonde's gaze was moving over him. Perhaps if they wanted to be thorough, they should have thought of buying hospital gowns, but he didn't feel it necessary this time round. If anything, he was more than content to wear his boxers and the black tank top he had on beneath his costume today. He didn't need a flashy outfit for himself this time. He knew that, with all the preparation and the toys laid out on the bed, that he could immerse himself just fine in this.

He knew Hizashi would hold his hand through it and wok him through the scene step by step. Something they could both have fun with. Something to help them destress after the hectic week. To let the tension be worked off a little bit before his husband was running off for the radio station for the night. He found himself fidgeting on his feet when Hizashi was stepping forward with that sparkle to his gaze. A smile to his lips that spoke of that playfulness that always had his heart jumping in his chest the way it was.

He found the corners of his mouth twitching before curling up into what he was sure to be seen as a shy smile when the blonde's gloved hands reached out for him. He found himself stepping forward with his hand finding its way into the blonde's gloved one. Clinging onto it tightly when he fought the urge to reach out and touch those scrubs of his. The edge of his doctors coat. The stethoscope draped over the back of his neck with either side of it resting on his chest when that smile widened at him.

"So, I see you're my only patient of the day, are you? Come with me, Mister Aizawa!" The gloved hand in his squeezed before tugging him over to the bed when he nodded silently before biting his lip with his eyes flicking to the bed. At the sounding rod that caught the light in a cheeky wink up at him. God, it's been a while since they used it, hasn't it? "Why don't you finish disrobing for me and hop up onto the table for me, hm? An easy peasy exam is all you're in for today, yeah?"

"Yeah, I've been, um, dealing with some aches and pains, Doctor Yamada. I-I'm under the impression that is indeed mostly just an-an exam appointment, right?" He got another squeeze in response to his stutter when he fought the urge to pull himself closer to Hizashi, but he refused too . Not yet, not yet. There'd be time for it later. Sliding his hand from Hizashi's, he reached down to grab at the hem of his tank top he had on then flipped it up. "Tell me, what exactly do I have to look forward too for this visit?"

"Well, I'm going to test your reflexes, check your throat, and we're going to be doing a prostate exam today as well! Nothing too big nor too much for you but I would like it if you would disrobe for me!" The hand in his gave a quick, firm squeeze which he returned without a second thought. He was fine. More than fine to continue on the way they were when he slid his hand from Hizashi's. "Of course, if you feel any pain today you just let me know, alright? Any pain at all and we can stop!"

"Why, thank you, Doctor Yamada! But I think I'd like to see this appointment through, you know?" He then took a breath before reaching down to grab at the hem of his tank top. Flipping it up to his chest, he caught the flash of heat to those green eyes before his view of Hizashi was gone. And he was flipping his shirt up over his head with his hair bunching in the neckline briefly before it began slithering through it to dangle over his shoulders when he got his shirt up and onto the floor.

"Completely respectable! But don't go forgetting about these!" Gloved fingers traced lightly over the waistband of his boxers lightly with that heat flashing at him once again from his husband's gaze. An excitement there that had his own breaths catching in his throat when fingertips flicked playfully at the elastic band. Letting it flip back into place when that smile on his husband's lips grew absolutely wicked. Like he was about to be devoured alive. "After all, there's no need to be embarrassed around a doctor, is there?"

"I suppose not. Especially not with a common doctor I come to see everyday, right?" He then reached down to curl his fingers over the waistband of his boxers. Giving a slight shimmy of his hips slightly before working them down his thighs to his knees quickly. Letting them drop down around his feet, he straightened up to step out of them. Flicking them over the floor in a heap near his shirt when he met the blonde's gaze as he took a slow, even breath then letting it out.

"Now how about you hop up onto my table, huh? Let's get checking on those knees, take your temperature, and blood pressure!" He felt the light touch of that gloved hand on his lower back when Hizashi shifted closer to which he happily moved with that spark of eagerness. Of excitement. He took brisk steps over to the edge of the bed where he situated himself between the hanging straps with his feet grazing the floor as he sat back. "So, you understand the check up as it is and what I'll be doing, yeah?"

"Yeah. I trust you whole heartedly to take good care of my, Doctor Yamada. After all, there's no one else I'd put my health in better hands in than yours." He couldn't help but flinch at the failed attempt at making his voice a purr like his husband's but it didn't matter when that rubber hammer was tapping at his knees. Causing him to kick out which Hizashi kept himself angled away to keep from being kicked. "I appreciate you seeing me on such short notice, Doctor Yamada, but how long is the, ah, prostate exam going to take?"

"Not long at all! In fact, I have a little toy to help make sure that you're nice and relaxed! Would you prefer that, Mister Aizawa?" The plug. His husband was offering already to put the plug in him? It had his stomach dropping when he nodded which earned him a beaming smile from the blonde when the blood pressure cuff was grabbed at. He held his arm out instinctively when the blonde wrapped it around his forearm. "Perfect! Let's get this blood pressure done and your temp then I'll get that little toy in!"

"And the restraints? What ever will those be used for, Doctor Yamada?" Fuck, he was far better at that clueless tone than he intended. Knew he was when heat flashed in green eyes with pupils expanding slightly. Lips parted with a sharp exhale before that beaming smile deepened into an absolutely wicked smirk that had his breaths catching. His stomach dropping with that excitement leaving him breathless when Hizashi leaned in with that gaze locking onto him. A desire that had him fighting the urge to fidget.

"I'll let you know when the time comes for it, yeah?" Oh. That low, sultry purr of his husband's voice did little to help his dropping stomach when he swallowed. Trying to choke down the excitement when the blonde's gloved fingers trailed over his hot cheeks to tuck his hair behind his ears. It had his heart jumping to this throat when that wicked smirk deepened at him with that heat flickering under his skin. "Now, do you think you can save your questions for just a little, teensy bit while I get your blood pressure and temp done, yeah?"

"Yeah!" He nodded before squirming in place when the blonde wrapped the pressure cuff around his upper arm with a hum. Securing it then grabbing the small ball to begin squeezing, squeezing, squeezing. The wrap tightening, tightening, tightening around his arm causing his fingers to curl lightly. Tight, tight, tight. God, he strangely loved the pressure cuff that always squeezed his arm so good. A tight grasp down to his bones it felt that always danced on that line of too much, too much, too much.

Damn, that was tight. Hizashi continued to squeeze at the small ball, however, with that undeterred determination as his other hand unwrapped the stethoscope from around his neck to bend down slightly to stick the flat end under his wrap. That light, throbbing pulsing beneath the skin from that tight grip when the blonde lightly pressed the ear of it against his hearing aid. Counting the frantic beats before the pressure was releasing as he sighed out. "Good! Now, let's just get your temp and I'll take care of you."

Letting out a shuddering breath, he nodded when the blonde was lifting up the thermometer that pressed against his forehead lightly before beeping. The blonde hummed when his thighs pressed together to hide the twitch of his dick when that excitement twisted sharply. Watching black gloved hands reaching next to him for the lube and the plug with its green jewel winking at him. It had his thighs rubbing together excitedly before shifting to stand up when the blonde twirled his gloved fingers.

He stood up then turned on his feet in a spin that ended with gloved hands sliding along his back to push his upper half to the bed. Sliding down his back to his waist as his hips were angled backwards when he shuddered at the rub of the rubber gloves over his skin. It was a unique sensation that had his skin breaking out in goosebumps when he let his hips arch back. Gloved hands then slid over his ass before kneading at him briefly sending shivers up his back that had him fighting back that urge to squirm.

Dragging his teeth over his lip when he watched the blonde's gloved hand reach out for the lube next to them on the towel. His breaths hitched when he felt lips press against the center of his back briefly; a fluttering touch that had him shuddering when the blonde clawed the cap open. Popping open with a crack, he let out a shuddering breath when he listened to the slick squelch of lube and rubber being rubbed together. A deafening squelching that had his stomach dropping and flipping with excitement.

Biting down on his lip, a wave of tingles fanned beneath his skin when gloved fingers brushed over his cheek before grabbing at him. Pulling him apart with slick, gloved fingers rubbing against him. It was a new, different sensation that had him inhaling sharply at the slick squelch of his husband's fingers. A firm up and down rub that had his toes curling against the floor as his breaths trembled quietly at that firm press down against him with slick rubs that had him humming out quietly in silent encouragement.

All day his husband had been hyping this up. All afternoon on their drive home the blonde had been hinting at something good waiting for him during their roleplay. It had his heart sprinting in his chest as fingers continued their firm rubs over him. A soft hum leaving the blonde in response with shivers racing up his back at that slick squelching. Fingers that curled in just enough to give the impression they could push into him as is. A firm curling press that had his back arching slightly to the bed as he buried his face in his arms.

Muffling the whimper breaking out of him. Impatient. His thighs squeezed together when his dick gave another curious twitch against them. His legs tensing against that urge to squirm when Hizashi began rolling those slow, hard circles against his hole. It had inner walls clamping down tightly resulting in a twitch that had him whining into his arms with each firm circle rubbed into him. Slick squelches accompanying each rotation of his husband's fingers that brought the faint scratch of the rubber glove.

It was exciting.

Unbearably exciting with each circle rolled against him prompting his hole to give another excited twitch. His inner walls clenched tightly in a spasm that had the blonde's breath shaking on an exhale behind him when slick fingers were giving a parting rub that had his breath catching when the hand holding him open let go when he turned his head to peak out of the corner of his eye at the blonde. Watching the plug with its green gem catching the afternoon light in a dazzling light display at him in a playful wink.

It had his teeth digging into his lower lip when hands disappeared out of view. He had already done a bit of prep work and spread himself earlier when he'd locked himself in the bathroom to make sure that he was ready. It was the one thing that he'd been eager to get done when Hizashi had walked him to the bathroom with hands over his eyes. To keep him from seeing the set-up he had waiting for him. It was unbearably exciting knowing that soon enough those soft medical grade restraints would be put on his wrists.

His legs in makeshift stirrups to hold him wide apart for the blonde. He squirmed when that slick squelching rang out once more which was then followed by a slick gloved hand grabbing at his cheek. Spreading him open when he sucked down an sharp breath when he felt the tip of the plug pressing against him. Heat flashed under his skin in a sizzling burst at the gentle, wordless croon leaving his husband followed by the plug pushing into him slowly. Easing into him gently as he whined shrilly at his husband.

Fingers pushing at the flat end of it to ensure it was in as far as it could go when his dick twitched against his squirming thighs when the blonde then stepped back allowing him room to stand up again. Flipping himself over, the heat sizzled in the tips of his ears and his cheeks when he sat on the edge again with thighs spreading open. Wide, wide, wide welcoming those green eyes to roam over him with his husband hissing in a breath. A flare of that heat in his eyes had his heart jumping in his throat.

Leaving him flushed when he watched pupils expanding. Rendering the green to rings of color around them as eyes flicked over him restlessly. Eating him up from top to bottom. It had him whining when he reached out to grab the white fabric of his husband's doctor coat. Yanking him forward causing the blonde to stumble over his feet before he was flying forward towards him like he wanted. He tipped his head back with a sharp inhale being taken before soft, warm lips were coming down on his chapped ones.

Gloves were yanked off blindly and discarded on the floor when a hand twisted into his hair. Giving him that firm, consistent pull on his scalp. And then he was flying back onto the bed with Hizashi hovering over him with the hand in his hair supporting his head while the blonde's other hand slid along his thigh. Up to his hip where it squeezed firmly at him as lips moved against his with a hunger that left him breathless. Had Hizashi been fantasizing about it too? Playing the scene they'd written down in meticulous detail in his head?

It had him groaning at that hunger when he returned it with an eager passion of his own as that hand slid along the curve of his waist with the ticklish brush of the doctor coat brushing against his skin that flashed with heat. A burst that left him exhaling on a shuddering wheeze as he moved his lips with those soft ones. Lips melting to shape and curve properly against his husband's in that perfect fit that always left him eager for more kisses. Always left him desperate to have those soft lips on his.

The quiet whisper of their moving lips was deafening over that soft, jazzy music his husband had playing on their speaker. It was so easy to forget about when lips were sliding against his firmly. The hand on his waist kneaded gently at him with a sharp, fast sigh fanned over his cheek that he couldn't help but copy himself. He moved his lips against those soft ones that moved in unison. Trembling breaths fanning over his hot cheek when he gave a curious squeeze around the plug tucked into him.

Feeling the stretch of it already had him lifting his arms up to curl around the blonde's shoulders to bury a hand in blonde locks. Sliding over the back of his hand, spilling through his fingers, he tightened a fistful in his grasp that had his husband groaning out. God, he loves it. They hadn't even gotten further into their script but already his husband was eating him up with that heat. Firm, casual kisses that screamed with that hunger making itself undeniable as he answered back with a hunger of his own.

A passion that had the blonde groaning out again when he tightened his hand on his hair as he listened to the smack of their moving lips. The kisses that held such heat left him absolutely breathless when he felt that passion being returned to him. He wanted to ask when the rod would be put in it. He wanted nothing more than to know when he was going to do it but there was something exciting in not knowing. Moving his lips with Hizashi's, he bunched up a fistful of his doctors coat in his left fist to hold onto.

Tightening his grasp on the hair he had wrapped around his right with a tug that had the blonde squirming against him. And then he felt it; that pressure that was pinning his chest down to the bed tightly leaving him little room to breathe. A slow, consistent pressure being built nowhere but up, up, up as he was pinned down to the bed. Held tightly in place when hips angled carefully away from his but it didn't matter. Because he was more than delighted. More than happy to be pinned down to the bed.

It had a low moan bursting out of him at the familiar pleasure it gave him to be weighed down in such a way when he felt the hand on his waist kneading at him. Firm squeezes that had him squirming desperately beneath the blonde who hummed down at him with that hand sweeping up his side as lips kept up their firm pressure on his. There was something so good, so delightful, in having his husband gawk at him. To see the desire in his husband's gaze when he had not a strip of clothing on; when he got to watch eyes dilate.

When the blonde stared at him like he was a meal worth eating before lips came down on him. When those soft lips were sliding against his with such hunger that it left little to the imagination on just how pent up his husband was about this. How fucking excited he seemed to be about it as lips moved against his with that quiet urgency on both sides. He wanted to ask his blonde how many times he'd thought of it. How many times he read that script of theirs on their shared account and got off to it.

How many times he played the scenario in his head to leave him this hungry. To stare at him with such desire and lust the moment he left the bathroom. To purr at him the way he did. He wanted to know everything even if it meant having those soft lips leaving his. He felt fingers tightening in his hair to renew that tug on his scalp as he felt the nudge of Hizashi's glasses. Pushing against his eyebrow and cheekbone but he happily ignored it for the sake of getting another kiss. Another slide of those soft, warm lips against his.

Receiving and giving another of those hungry, passionate kisses back to his husband as he tightened his arms around the blonde. Holding him close, close, close to his chest as the blonde kept that press down against him that had him moaning lowly. God, he loves it. Loves this man like nothing else. He moved his lips quickly against Hizashi's when nails scratched gently at his scalp before he got a sharp tug on his hair that sent sparks down his back. Fanning under his skin as that heat flashed in another breathtaking burst.

One that had him whining out shrilly. Sinking along his very bones as that desire twisted into him with a strangling hold that had his breaths trembling. Shaking on each inhale as the blonde twisted against him in his arms with breaths fanning over his hot cheek. He scratched at the blonde's scalp before yanking as the silky soft blonde locks he held in his hand. Earning himself a keening moan from the blonde when hips thrusted. Not quite hitting against him but he could feel the breeze of that bucking thrust.

It had him moaning out back at Hizashi. The hand on his waist slid down to squeeze his tattooed hip then shifted to drag nails over it sending bolts of sensitivity under his skin. Sinking into his stomach where that pleasure pooled unbearably with an ache that twisted into him. Growing hotter, hotter, hotter as his dick gave a volley of twitches with that ache wrapping around his lower half. He had done his best to abstain from touching himself before Friday. He wanted something intense. An orgasm to knock him off his feet.

Something to rattle his very bones and he wanted to share that with his husband. He wanted this to blow him out of the damn water. He squirmed with the blanket rustling beneath him when the hand in his hair tightened in a sharp, awkward pull. It sent sparks racing down his back when he whimpered shrilly at the blonde. His hips jiggled up only to feel Hizashi angle his hips back away from him leaving him to thrust up into the air. His dick twitched again with that ache as he whimpered again up at the blonde.

He groaned down at him when he tightened his grasp on the blonde locks. Hot, hot, hot. That kiss was sizzling with the passionate heat that he absolutely adored. He happily returned the passion, the hunger and lust back to the blonde who squirmed against his chest with a rustle of his clothes rubbing against his feverish skin. God, it was good. There was nothing he loved more than the drag of Hizashi's scrubs against his feverish skin. He clung onto the blonde with a huffing exhale flying out of him through his nose.

Shuddering when his dick gave another volley of twitches that had his hips squirming. His breath shaking with each inhalation through his nose as he squirmed beneath his husband. He let go of his fistful of that lab coat to slid his arm from around his shoulders to instead drop down between them. Reaching with that burst of boldness where he found the blonde's crotch in a blind brush. He then adjusted his hand to cup the blonde which he followed with a firm squeeze that had the blonde groaning at him lowly.

Ringing with that silent encouragement when hips bucked against his hand. A shallow thrust that had him kneading at the blonde with a moan of his own at the frantic twitching of his dick beneath his hand. It had his thighs squirming in their spread position when his own dick gave an excited twitch. Clenching up around his plug absent-mindedly in a curious squeeze that had him moaning throatily. He jigged his hips up restlessly when he got a harsh yank on his hair that had his moaning cresting up.

Tearing louder in volume quickly as he pressed his head back into the blonde's hand when he pushed on the back of the blonde's head with his hand. Encouraging silently for that harder press which, much to his delight, he was given. Hard kisses that had his lips tingling as breaths rasped over his cheek mirroring his own. Hot. He was so fucking hot already when the blonde ground his hips forward into his kneading hand shamelessly when he felt lips parting against his. A brush of that tongue against his lower lip.

A silent question that had him opening his mouth up without a second thought. Without a moment of hesitation. Moving his tongue in an over-eager movement that had it scraping at the edges of his teeth. He ignored it when he felt the touch of Hizashi's tongue to his own as lips crushed themselves to his fervently as that tongue slid against his. A rub he found himself returning with a playful flick at his piercing before swirling the tip of his tongue around it. Nudging at the familiar silver ball nestled there giddily.

He kneaded at his husband in firm squeezes that he switched out then for a firm rub. Sliding with that curled shape to his fingers, the firm pressure, as he rubbed at the blonde had him bucking against his hand with a moan. He rubbed his tongue to Hizashi's who used that massaging rub against his in return with the quiet click of the piercing hitting off of teeth. He kept his rubbing speed slow; something slow, easy, as he twisted beneath the blonde eagerly. His dick twitching excitedly between his spread thighs.

It was aching. God, it was an ache that had his hips jumping to thrust into the air when the blonde was yanking at his hair again tearing a moan out of him. A keening, reedy sound when he felt that rush of blood gushing down to his aching, twitching dick. It had him moaning with such volume he swore it'd leave him hoarse as he flicked his tongue at Hizashi's. Shuddering when the hummed into the kiss as the blonde's tongue twisted with his. Playful flicks, licks, and rubs. Slick slides he was happy to return.

It had him burning up as that blood gushed down to his dick when he yanked at Hizashi's hair restlessly with a moan that was echoed in a snapping, guttural growl from the blonde. Rubbing faster at the twitching dick beneath his hand with hips jerking to thrust shallowly against his palm. And he felt it; the blood gushing down that had the blonde's twitching dick hardening beneath his rubbing hand. It had them moaning out in unison with the quiet rustle of his hand rubbing over the scrubs rang out with his quick rubs.

Pressing down firmly against the blonde's crotch as his own dick twitched as it hardened. Whining when he felt a hand sliding along his hip down to comb through the wild, chaotic black curls of pubic hair before grabbing at his hardening dick. Hizashi gave him a firm squeeze before giving a lazy stroke had his hips jumping to thrust into his husband's hand with a moan. Hot, hot, hot. The heat was raking beneath the surface of his skin leaving him robbed of breath. Of a proper thought. Anything out side of receiving more.

All that mattered was moving the scene along when the blonde stroked lazily at him before pulling back from the kiss. Gasping in when the blonde was working his hand free from beneath his head and his hair. Pushing off the bed the bed, his hand was pulled away from his husband's crotch to which he whimpered in protest. Lifting his head from the bed to watch the blonde who reached beside them for the sounding rod and lube. It had him hissing in a sharp breath when the blonde then smirked at him as he held it in his hand.

Drizzling a palmful of lube into his hand, he watched Hizashi spread that dripping lube over the sounding rod. Rubbing an overly generous amount of lube over the metal thing with a hum. And then his husband was dropping down into a squat between his spread thighs. Reaching up to his half hard erection to rub excess lube over the slit and the head of his erection in lazy, swirling rubs that had him whining. Watching Hizashi wipe away a droplet forming there when the dripping rod was lifted up before him.

The slick metal glistening in the lighting of their bedroom when the end was pressing lightly against his slit. Dripping with lube, he couldn't help but watch with bated breath at the first light press against him when his feet squirmed against the floor. Had Hizashi been puttering around earlier been him going back and forth? Sanitizing the rod with the boiling water? The sterile wipes they kept in the drawer? He wanted to ask but he was far too focused on the light press against his slit while his husband held him still.

Hissing in a breath when he began to actively push it down as his toes curled against the floor. His hands clutching at the edge of the bed desperately at that familiar pressure as the rod began to slid into him slickly. Slowly. It had his trembling breaths hitching as his mouth dropped open slightly with that old fascination. Watching the rod sinking into himself with the familiar pressure on his urethra. Watching it spread around the metal with Hizashi's slick fingers easing it into him while letting gravity do most of the work.

Keeping it from slipping into him too fast and possibly causing him discomfort or pain. It was as aweing as it was the first time Hizashi had done it on him. Left him open-mouthed with his awe the way he had been when he'd been standing in the doorway watching the blonde slip it into himself. It was aweing that anything could fit into his urethra, but God knows he found it hot. It had his half hard erection twitching in his husband's grasp as the small ball and loop of the rod was resting flush against his slit.

That pressure sent shivers up his back. The slick metal glistened up at him when his erection fully hardened in his husband's grasp when slick fingers slid down from the head. Giving him a slick stroke that had his skin glistening from the glistening sheen as the blonde then let him go. His erection tapped at his stomach before resting against it when he clenched tightly around his plug out of instinct. A shiver racing up his back when the blonde stood up with hands reaching up to grab at the straps dangling from the ceiling.

It was all he needed to know that the blonde wanted him to crawl back. He shifted backwards, lifting himself onto the bed, when the blonde's gaze burned at him. Watching him with an intensity to get his heart jumping to his throat. Pounding against his chest when his heels pressed to the edge of the bed. And then hands were sliding over his left foot to squeeze at his ankle with a soft hum leaving his husband. Sliding up his calf and shin to lift his leg up with one hand then grabbing at the loop with the other.

Sliding his foot into it, he shuddered at the stretch as his husband then grabbed at his right foot. Curving his hand under his calf to lift his leg upwards with his foot sliding into the loop. And it had his face burning at how wide it stretched his legs out, but it was hardly the type of stretch to induce pain but rather display his flexibility. A comfortable stretch that had his thighs twitching to spread wider. Had him absolutely itching with that desire to let his knees fall open to the sides with a renewed spread.

He watched Hizashi make his way around the bed to grab at the right cuff of that restraint. He offered up his hand without a second thought when the blonde slid the cuff around his wrist with fingers fussing then working the buckle together. Cinching it in place before making his way across the bed with blonde locks fluttering around his shoulders and back. A spark of excitement to those green eyes as the blonde settled in on the left side with the cuff being wrapped around his wrist when he offered his hand up.

With his arms stretched up over his head, his legs spread apart, it left him with that odd sense of vulnerability. His limbs stretched out with not a thing hidden to his husband's gaze left him with that vulnerability that threatened to morph into that old self-consciousness. He refused to let it by instead focusing on how good it was having that gaze on him. In tipping his head back to press into the bed as the blonde tugged at his restraints lightly. Tugging briefly before that hand came down to brush towards his face.

Fingers drifting over his cheekbone then down it to his jaw with a featherlight touch that led down to his throat. Down the center of his fluttering chest with fingertips skimming over his skin down to his stomach where muscles jumped in a vicious quiver. Skating down to his tattooed hip where that hand squeezed at him sending a wave of tingles under his skin as his racing breaths caught on a hitch. His feet pressing into the slings they rested in to arch his hips up when fingers brushed in that featherlight caress.

Moving over the underside of his twitching erection. Coming up too lightly, cautiously, nudged at the ball of his rod lightly creating that light burn that had him moaning at the familiarity of it. The pleasure it gave. His hips thrusted up weakly against the blonde's fingers when they drifted back down towards the base. Over his balls where they slid down to his taint with fingers rubbing firmly over the sensitive skin. Hot, hot, hot. He was fucking hot. When talking about medical play he had been tempted to make a purchase.

Tempted to buy a speculum for his husband but he'd thought it too far. Something they shouldn't use on his ass, but the thought had been tempting. Horribly tempting. But in the end, he let Hizashi handle buying all the toys for them, and God knows their roleplay was something to get him fucking burning regardless of the toys. He squirmed in his holds when the blonde increased the pressure on his taint which sent weak sparks of heat up his back. It had his erection twitching against his stomach with a low moan leaving him.

Weak sparks racing up his back at the outer press on his prostate. It had him clenching tightly around the plug with muscles spasming in what he knew was a twitch. It had him biting his lip to muffle a whimper as his husband's fingers slid up and down, up and down on that sensitive area. He found himself rolling his head over the bed to meet that sparkling gaze. As if the blonde were truly fascinated as fingers rubbed at him causing the muscles in his thighs to twitch. His inner walls spasmed at the weak sparks racing up his back.

His breaths shook on each inhale as he squirmed against the blankets with another whimper ripping out of him as he arched his hips up in a weak thrust against his husband's fingers as they pressed down firmly against his taint. God, it was fucking good. It was so simplistic but everything the blonde had done so far had him hot, hot, hot. And he couldn't deny that his husband, from the moment he opened the door, looked fucking good. Sexy. He loved seeing his husband in different outfits, roleplay or no roleplay.

The aqua color of the scrubs truly played on his eyes in a stunning manner that had him gawking. Staring with such shamelessness at his husband who was eating him up with that gaze that seemed to catch each twist and twitch. Each squirm and thrust up of his hips as his erection began to throb lightly against his stomach. Dripping around the metal ball of his rod when he changed from thrusting up to rocking his hips down against those rubbing fingers. Biting at his lip fiercely when the blonde's fingers pulled away.

His husband pushed off the bed to stand up once more to walk around it. Coming to a stop between his spread legs as hands swept down his inner thighs sending tingles to pool into his stomach in a never ending pressure. It had him squirming when fingers dug in to knead at him before sweeping up to his hips to squeeze at him. Fuck him, he wanted to howl. To scream, wail, and shout to get what he wanted. To say whatever, he could if it meant getting the blonde to fuck him. To move their carefully crafted scene along.

But he couldn't- no, wouldn't. He wouldn't kill the immersion he found himself in when the blonde climbed up on the bed between his spread legs. That white coat of his spilling onto the bed only to slid over his thighs as hands planted on either side of him on the bed. There was a look of such awe on his husband's face when that gaze flickered over him to which he whimpered as his teeth dug into his lip. Arching his hips up awkwardly as his heels dug into the loops with a jiggling thrust up as the slick metal of the rod glistened.

Drops of pre-come rewetting that metal and smearing onto his stomach. His arms tugged at the restraints when the blonde whined at him then with lips coming down on his chest. Fluttering kisses that had his back arching when his husband nipped at his nipple sharply before pulling back to sit on his heels briefly. Hands curling into the waistband of his pants to work them down. Fuck him, if it didn't have his mouth watering. If it didn't have him clenching tightly around that plug out of instinct that had him squirming.

Whining at the involuntary squeeze when he found his gaze riveted to the sight of his husband's erection curving up to rest against his stomach with a drop soaking into his shirt. Studs catching the lighting of the bedroom in cheeky winks at him when Hizashi arched his hips down. Down, down, down until his erection was rubbing against his own in a squish against his stomach that had him moaning in unison with the blonde. Moving his hips to rub and grind himself against the blonde slickly had him squirming.

Curling his hands into loose fists as his breaths shuddered in and out of him in time with those slick rubs of his husband's erection against his. Slick rubs that had his legs squirming in their lifted positions on either side of him. His stomach pooling with that pleasure when Hizashi's hips moved to grind his erection against his. And fuck him, the rub of his piercings was so good. The best fucking thing he could have as his erection twitched against his stomach as it dripped shamelessly around that metal ball.

Racing, shallow pants taken by the both of them as his husband ground himself in slick rubs that had him moaning. Whining. Whimpering. A cacophony of sounds spilling out of him as he rubbed himself against the blonde shamelessly as he pushed off with his heels to aid in the movement. Loving the moans it got him from the blonde when he pressed up fiercely to the blonde. Feeling the resulting press down against him with the rub of those piercings against the underside of his erection was enough to rile him up.

To get him clawing up the damn walls as he groaned at his husband who growled in that guttural, snapping pitch. Grinding, rubbing, sliding. It had him squirming and twisting with impatient tugs on the restraints as his inner walls spasmed in another clench around his plug. It had him whimpering in that needy pitch at his husband when he got another sharp nip to his nipple followed by the tip of Hizashi's tongue tracing along the rim of his areola. The wet warmth as his tongue lapped over it had him squirming.

His back arched up from the bed with a moan ripping out of him as his heels pressed fervently into the slings to aid his movement. To help him rub himself up against the blonde earning himself a snapping moan from the blonde in response. Dripping. Wet, wet, wet. The lube, the drips of pre-come, made a slick mess that had his stomach pooling with that pleasure as he ground himself up against the blonde with a gasp when teeth bit at his nipple sharply. Tugging it up with his teeth. Ohh, he loves this man.

He loves, loves, loves him. There's no one he'd trust more to leave him in such a vulnerable position like this than Hizashi. There was no one he could trust himself to be like this than his husband. It was a rush that had his legs squirming in their upwards hanging position with a moan. Teeth then released his nipple before nipping at him again followed quickly by the wet heat of his husband's tongue lapping over his nipple before he was moving over to his left nipple with teeth nipping playfully at it.

Hips pressing down firmly with slick rubs that had his lashes fluttering as he arched his hips up with a whine at the blonde. He could squirm, twist, rub, and grind himself to an orgasm if that's what Hizashi had planned for him. But the bed dipped awkwardly with his husband leaning his weight onto one hand. The other sliding down to curve over his ass in a caress that had him biting at his lip again when the blonde thrusted against him. A sharp slide that had him moaning out encouragingly at his husband.

Arching his hips up with a jiggling thrust up against him. Clumsy but fuck if he wasn't burning, burning, burning. Eager for more. Unfairly, unbelievably eager to get what he wants from him. That hand slid over his ass again in another caress when fingers snuck in to tap at the end of the plug sending weak sparks up his back. He hissed in a breath with a squirm when Hizashi drummed his fingers playfully against the end with the blonde sliding slickly against him. A slick rub that had his toes curling at that grind.

At the piercings rubbing so fucking good at the underside of his erection as he gasped when fingers tugged. Pulling at the end of that plug getting it to slip back slightly before being thrusted into him shallowly. He couldn't stop the keening moan from leaving him as he jerked at his restraints when the blonde bit sharply at his left nipple. Tugging it up just like he had with the right had him absolutely twisting. Crying out when the blonde bit down hard, hard, hard on the hardened thing only to let it go.

Lapping his tongue over it as if to soothe the pain throbbing through it when hips ground down against him tearing another moan out of him as his hips bucked up to rub himself against the blonde. Gasping. Twisting. He was so hot, so hot, so hot all without having the blonde inside of him. It was so good, so good, so fucking good. Glancing down at his erection resting flush against his stomach as it dripped shamelessly around the ball of the rod had him whimpering at the slick mess of his stomach.

The drops of pre-come leaving his husband that dripped onto him making a slick mess. The pressure of the rod sitting inside of him all too abundant with that firm pressure of his husband's hips against him. Fuck, if it didn't get him moaning at his husband impatiently with jerks at his restraints as that heated gaze locked onto his. Hungry. Lustful. It was a look that ate him up as hips moved to rub and grind against him. The slick rub that was fucking everything as he squirmed with his pants racing in and out.

Scraping their way down only to rake his throat on shaky huffs. Oh, oh, he could do this all afternoon. He could stay like this, spread out with his arms up above his head and his legs forced to dangle in the air as his feet squirmed in the slings similar to that of a sex swing. It had him panting when Hizashi thrusted against him again giving him that pleasure of his piercings rubbing against the underside of his erection. It had his husband moaning in that guttural pitch down against him as he arched his hips up to grind himself against him.

Shuddering at that sliding rub of his piercings against the underside of his erection as he squirmed with thighs trembling with that urge to snap together only to find they couldn't without his feet slipping free. And fuck, he wanted to stay like this. He wanted to remain in the position that his husband put him in just a moment more. But it was insufferable all this teasing that had his head spinning. Had him gasping as he rutted up desperately against his husband as his heels dug into the slings desperately.

Lips fluttered over his chest in soft kisses again when fingers tugged at the plug then thrusted it back into him shallowly. Just barely stimulating his prostate. It was fucking insufferable. It was a tease and his husband fucking knew it for what it was when he got a soft kiss to the center of his chest yet it did little to soothe him. Little to get him what he wanted as he cried out with a harsh yank at the restraints. God, he was impatient but could he blamed? Hizashi had teased him all day and he wanted-!

"Za- Mmmm! Do-Doctor Yamada, please! Please, I-I think I- Nghnn! Ah! Please, please! I need it!" God, that low growl vibrating into his chest had him gasping as he twisted desperately beneath his husband. Trying so hard to remember those lines he had read over and over. Gotten off too in his head. Trying to focus only to have a slick grind of his husband's erection to his own to erase it. Gasping in a breath he squirmed wildly with a moan. "I-I thought you- Mmm! Oh! - would ta-take advantage! I- Nnn!"

"Oh, I-I never said that, now did I? Yo-You asked about the restraints, di-didn't you, Mister Aizawa?" It had him moaning at a slick thrust to punctuate those words in a slick rub that had piercings sliding and rubbing over him so fucking good it had his damn toes curling. Sliding, slipping, rubbing, grinding. He couldn't keep himself still long enough even if he wanted to try. "Bu-But I suppose I should ge-get on with that prostate exam, yeah? An-And then I- Mmm! Shit! - I'll te-test your stamina, yeah?"

Groaning lowly in his throat as he ground himself up against the blonde's erection for that delicious rub of piercings against the underside of his aching erection. He felt fingers wiggling the plug slowly but surely out of him when he clenched tightly. Trying in vain to keep it in despite wanting more, more, more. "I-I guess that's reasonable! Mmmmn! Hnn! Do-Doctor Yamada, I do-don't think you should be doing thi-this with a patient, sh-ssshhhould you? Yo-You might just lose your license!"

Lips pressed against his chest before coming up to nip at his jaw. Racing, uneven pants fanned over them as the blonde tugged the plug out of him then letting it fall to the bed when his inner walls spasmed. Coming to clamp together to which he whimpered at how empty it felt. What a downright shame it was when he got another nip to his jaw. "No one ne-needs to know, do they? I thi-think I can keep my mo-mouth shut if you can, Mister Aizawa! Esp-Especially when you wa-want this too, don't you?"

Yes. Oh, fucking yes, he wants this. It had his erection throbbing at that low, playful growl to his husband's voice as he rubbed himself shamelessly against the blonde when his husband groaned into his jaw. Pushing off the straps to grind himself up against the blonde with shivers racing down his back at the rub of his piercings. God. "I-I'm more than wi-willing! Just- Mmm! Ah! God! I-I want it! Want this so ba-bad! Ah! Ho-How soon will you be che-checking my stamina? Ju-Just curious! Hnnn!"

"As so-soon as I'm done with your pro-prostate check! But judging by this-" Hips ground down to grind the blonde's erection against his own tearing a moan out of him as his thighs trembled at hte pleasure it sent pooling into his stomach. The sparks of head up his back when the blonde then pushed of the bed. He whimpered when he caught thin, translucent strands connecting their erections that broke apart when Hizashi sat back on his knees. "I thi-think you're going to like this, wo-won't you, Mister Aizawa?"

A mess. He was a fucking mess as his erection twitched slickly against his stomach as he gasped with a jiggling thrust up into the air as if to dislodge the rod out of him. Spreading his shaking thighs with a whimper as his erection throbbed insistently for that outer pressure to be given to it again. God, there was a trace of a playful condensation with each 'Mister Aizawa' that left his husband. As if he were placating him and it had a whimper flying out of him. "Yes! Yes, yes, please! Pl-Please, Doctor Ya-Yamada! Please!"

"My, my, you su-sure are eager for it, aren't you?" A playful croon that had his heart jumping in his throat when he watched the blonde drizzle lube over his fingers before dropping it to the bed with fingers working to spread it over his fingers evenly quickly. He was fucking beautiful. He couldn't stop himself from twisting eagerly. From gawking at the sight of his husband as he leaned forward with a hand curving beneath him while leaning forward on the other. "Are you re-ready, Mister Aizawa?"

He couldn't focus on words. He couldn't focus on this playful back and forth commentary they had planned out. He whimpered as he nodded eagerly with hips arching up when he hissed in a breath when he felt slick fingers wiggling between his cheeks. The pads of fingers slipping over his hole when it gave an excited twitch as the blonde hovered over him with blonde locks spilling over his shoulders. Beautiful. Stunning. That blush smothered itself over freckled cheeks that swept down to the hint of collar bones he caught.

Stinging the tips of his ears a brilliant red. The light caught the blonde's earrings that lined the shell of his ear in playful winks as blonde locks framed his flushed face. There was a blazing, lustful hunger to that gaze that had him absolutely breathless. Pupils blown wide rendering irises to mere rings of green with a light swell to his husband's lips from the kisses earlier. The soft smattering of freckles over his cheeks that went with all those softer smatterings of his body that he was itching to see. Itching to kiss at.

All of it paired with the golden afternoon light pouring through the window? His husband was so heartbreakingly beautiful. Sexy. Stunning. It had him whimpering when the blonde leaned forward onto his hand with hips arching down once again to press that twitching erection against his own. Rubbing shallowly against him once more had his whimpering cresting into a moan as fingers rubbed firmly at him. Inner walls spasming as they clenched tightly reminding him of that emptiness. A spasm that had his hole twitching.

A mortifying reaction beneath rubbing fingers but it had the blonde groaning down at him throatily. Shudders raced up his back at the firm rubs of the blonde's fingers against him in that slick up and down that had his heart hammering against his chest. He didn't care if Hizashi fingered him to an orgasm first he just wanted something inside of him. Any bit of his husband that he could get, he would take. Take it and be grateful. His pants shook with each firm rub of those fingers over his twitching hole.

They gave a playful swirl against his hole to get him shuddering with a squirm. Hips rocked down to rub against him with that drool worthy rub of piercings dragging against the underside of his twitching erection. The outer pressure pushing on him so fucking good as it made him all aware of the sounding rod within his urethra. A pressure of its own that brought a fullness to get him moaning up at his husband. Fuck, there was nothing better. He rocked his hips up clumsily to rub himself against the blonde.

And then Hizashi was shuffling forward with the bed dipping to his right with that burning gaze locking onto his own. A moment, a heart beats length of silence, then the blonde was flying down with kiss swollen lips crushing themselves to his in a fierce, passionate kiss. One that he absolutely delighted in returning when the blonde gave him those slow circles against his hole causing it to twitch again. Whining shrilly in unison with his husband as fingers rolled those firm circles against him. Slow. Hard.

It had his legs squirming with an impatient whimper flying out of him as lips crushed themselves to his. Hard slides as his hips arched up to rub himself up against the blonde. Squirming at the rub of those piercings dragging over the underside of his erection. God knows how the full ladder would feel once Hizashi got those final three piercings. He couldn't help but moan at the thought when fingers continued their slow swirling before pressing firmly against his twitching hole. Teasing him with those slow circles.

Curling inwards as they rubbed at him teasingly as hips ground down with slick slides of that erection against his own had the blonde moaning down at him. He pushed with his heels on the slings to rock his hips up. Rubbing, sliding, grinding himself against the blonde who moaned in unison with as fingers rubbed at him. Rubbing, rubbing, rubbing teasingly with fingers then switching back to that up and down rub with fingers curling in. Threatening to slip in as his inner walls spasmed in another twitch of his hole.

And he whimpered pleadingly at the blonde. He needed something. Anything of his husband whether that was his fingers or cock it didn't matter to him right at that moment. He needed, needed, needed Hizashi. He'd spent a week getting off on this written scene of theirs save for the past two days. Building it up the past two days that it had him aching. He needed Hizashi. Needed him so fucking bad he felt ready to tear up with his erection throbbing in its squished position against his stomach as it dripped shamelessly.

The metal loop of the rod pressing into his stomach. The drags that had his thighs shaking with the pleasure it had pooling into his stomach. He would never want someone as badly as he wanted Hizashi. He huffed out through his nose as he moved his lips eagerly against the blondes in passionate kisses that rang out with slick smacks from the dampness. Fingers rubbed at him before curling in and- ohhh, it had him groaning breathlessly when he yanked at his restraints with that desire to touch the blonde.

To twist his fingers his hair. Hold onto him as fingers pushed into him slickly; effortlessly with muscles having stretched and adjusted around the plug. From his own preparation earlier. It made it so damn effortless as fingers slipped into him as he clenched tightly around them. Sparks raced up his back only to pool into his stomach with that pleasure to get him groaning. His back arching from the bed slightly as he tugged at his restraints again as lips crushed themselves to his with a deafening moan bursting out of the blonde.

It was a burst of sound that had him flinching, the picture frames and lampshades rattling, when his husband choked it down quickly. He rutted up against the blonde in shallow thrusts that had him rubbing delightfully against that throbbing erection. Panting through his nose as fingers rubbed at his inner wall in circles had him clenching tight, tight, tight around them to get that pooling pleasure as he groaned at his husband. Squirming with hips jiggling up in slides against the blonde who groaned down at him in that throaty pitch.

Fingers curled to press firmly into him with a pressure to get him damn near drooling in any other position. He moved his lips with Hizashi's desperately to return that passion, that hungry lust and desire with his own. A heated, sparking kiss without the need to open mouths up. It was his fucking favorite. A snapping moan flew out of him at the firm curling press into his inner walls when the blonde pulled his fingers back, back, back. Letting the tips rest in him before sliding into him in a long thrust.

To get him clenching around them as the blonde pulled his finger back again. Long, slick thrusts that had him moaning shamelessly in that breathless, needy pitch as the blonde made sure to rub the pads of his fingers against his inner wall. A firm rub that had his toes curling tightly with the pleasure it created as the blonde kept his speed slow with long thrusts to get him squirming. Twisting. Whimpering up at the man as his hips ground down against him. Wet. Slick. Throbbing. It was so hard to tell what was what.

Where what pressure came from and the pleasure that had no true origin point. Grinding and rubbing himself up against his husband's erection as fingers thrusted into him with the threat of making him drool. Lips crushing themselves to his with a strength to get them tingling. Huffing, racing pants fanning over hot cheeks. God, it was fucking perfect. Everything he'd hoped it'd be as Hizashi ground down against him. Moaning into the kiss while he clenched around those fingers that began to move faster.

Using those same long, deep thrusts with fingers curled inwards to rub at his inner walls that came faster. A casual speed as if those slow thrusts had been testing the waters. It had him whining when lips left his only to flutter over his hot face as sweat formed on his hairline. Streaking down his temple as he yanked at his restraints with lashes fluttering before lifting up. He wanted to touch. He wanted to bury his hands in silky soft blonde locks. He wanted to hold onto him. Flip over and fuck himself on the blonde the way he wants too.

Until he had this restless lust satisfied. To fuck Hizashi to his hearts content before he went off to the station tonight. He squirmed, writhed, and tugged at his restraints as the blonde began thrusting rhythmically against him. Hips moving to mimic his thrusting fingers that had him groaning ecstatically with a snapping growl out of the blonde. Damn near snarling at him when he jerked his hips up to join in his slick thrusts. Clenching tightly around his fingers. God, the slick squelches of those long thrusts had him hot, hot, hot.

Burning up beneath his husband who was fluttering kisses down his throat with a few playful nips before making their way back to his jaw. It was so fucking good. The rhythmic thrusts that had piercings dragging against him and fingers thrusting into him to press into his inner walls. It had his lashes fluttering again with the effort of staying open a moment more. To keep his eyes from rolling back on him preemptively. He was so hot, so hot, so hot. Quick, long thrusts had him whimpering ecstatically at his husband.

Mewling at the blonde pleadingly with that silent desire for him to find it as his thighs trembled with legs squirming again as he panted in racing heaves. Fuck him, Hizashi was playing his part perfectly in giving him everything he wanted. He wanted nothing more than to have his hands free, but it made it all the better. Kisses were placed over his chest with a kiss being pressed to his right nipple as his erection twitched against his stomach. It had him squirming at that erratic throbbing as he let out another mewling whine.

Fingers thrusted quickly into him then paused to spread out to push at his inner walls. It had a snapping, guttural moan ripping out of him as his thighs spread in a twitch to open wider, wider, wider as his heels dug into the slings. His arms yanking at his restraints again when fingers spread out again. Again, again, again to push at trembling muscles that had him shuddering at the sparks it sent racing up his back. Fuck, he couldn't get enough of this man. Not now, not ever. He'd never get his fill of Hizashi.

His pants hitched when he tried to bring those fingers together only to have them push back. Reinforcing their push before coming together to thrust into him. Slick, wet squelches ringing out with those quick thrusts of his husband's trembling fingers as they rubbed at his inner walls so fucking good it had moans, whines and whimpers spilling out of him. Groans. He felt the light jiggling of his husband's forearm against his lower back and his waist. Muscles flexing as fingers thrusted deep, deep, deep into him.

Faster. Hips moving in unison to thrust against him as the blonde's pants hitched and heaved against his chest. God, he knew how much the blonde loved situations like this. Where he could rut, thrust, and hump to his hearts delight to get them both off while fingering him. From that first request for dry humping a year ago, he knew how his husband got off on it. How much he fucking loves it. With clothes or without them, the blonde always got so damn worked up and now was no different much to his delight.

Hips snapped back and forth in sliding rubs that had him moaning in unison with the blonde that was far, far too loud. Deep voices trembling together with that drawn out moan of theirs when the blonde huffed into his chest. Nipping at his nipple absent mindedly with hips snapping back and forth, back and forth, back and forth against him as fingers rubbed playfully against his inner walls. Squirming in between his snapping back and forth against him when the blonde whimpered with nails dragging over the blanket.

So hot, so hot, so hot. He was so fucking hot as his cheeks throbbed lightly with the force of his blush. He panted with desperate squirms that had his right foot slipping free of the sling, but he hardly paid mind. Instead using it to curl around his husband's waist with his heel digging into his back. Jerking him forward each time those hips slid backwards had the blonde growling into his chest. He met that burning gaze delightedly as his fingers trembled before curling into his palms to create tight fists.

Nails biting into them as his hands trembled as he used his leg to jerk his husband forward giddily while fingers thrusted faster. Moving in accordance to his yanks as he moaned with such enthusiasm it was undeniable to him as his throat ached lightly with his volume. The force of it. Fingers rubbed at his inner walls with each thrust as his husband panted into his chest as those eyes stayed on his. Burning up at him with that silent challenge for him to look away. Break the connection first but he refused to be the one to break it.

Not this time.

He kept his gaze on the blonde as his erection throbbed against his stomach with a twitch. Squirming at that pleasure pooling into him with each drag of piercings against the underside of it. The slick slide that had his skin bursting with heat as his husband squirmed against him with hips moving faster, faster, faster. Dripping shamelessly onto his skin as fingers moved fast, fast, fast. And then, with a careless rub, the blonde was thrusting in over his prostate. It had him jolting with a cry ripping out of him.

And he fought the urge to press his head back into the bed. The blonde pulled his fingers back then thrusted them back in over his prostate sending a jolt up his back with heat fanning out under his skin. And then the pads of Hizashi's fingers were grinding into his prostate tearing another enthusiastic cry out of him as his legs jolted. His left hanging up precariously while he tightened his right around the blonde's slender waist. Jerking him forward faster as the blonde's hips snapped back and forth quickly.

Thrusting rubs of his erection against his own had him hot, hot, hot with heat snapping up his back at the ruthless circles. The tight grinding of his husband's fingers that had his hips squirming in a cagey shake as if to make those tight circles ground into his prostate. He felt a wet streak down his cheek and- God, was he drooling? He didn't think it was so easy to drool on his back but fuck if he didn't care. Didn't want to pay attention when he was jerking, jolting, twisting beneath the blonde with each circle ground into his prostate.

It had him shaking, shaking, shaking. Hot, hot, hot. He was burning up beneath his husband; swore his blood was boiling through his veins. Those tight circles were quickly replaced by that up and down stroke over his prostate as his lashes fluttered with the effort of staying open. But he was failing, failing, failing with each rub that had another moan spilling out of him. His hands jerking at his restraints with shaking fingers curled to his palm as his husband's hips moved faster to rub himself slickly against him.

Huffing pants fanning over his chest when lips were fluttering up to his throat where his husband's face buried itself into it. Moaning in that pitch to get vibrations fanning over his skin as they squirmed and twisted together. He dug his heel into his husband to get him moving faster with fingers pulling away from his prostate only to thrust his fingers. Making sure to rub over that sensitive spot had his back arching from the bed with a wail leaving him at the relentless sparks racing up his back that fanned under his skin.

Feverish while his husband thrusted his fingers quickly into him. Listening to the rub of those scrubs against his feverish skin. The squelches of his husband's thrusting fingers. The huffing, rasping pants taken by the both of them. The low, guttural moans leaving Hizashi as hips snapped back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. Rubbing, sliding, grinding. It was so good, so good, so fucking good! He writhed with hips jumping up to rub himself against his husband when he gasped before jerking his arms.

Yanking at his restraints again, again, again restlessly as another cry tore out of him with his hips jerkin gup. God, he wanted nothing more than to touch his husband. It was by far his greatest desire when his wrists were bound like this; as if a reminder of how much he touched Hizashi. How much he wanted to actively touch him in return to share that pleasure. To reach down between them and jerk them both off together. To do something to get them both closer to that first orgasm that would lead to another.

And, hopefully, a third if he was lucky. He wanted to do something but he was rendered damn near helpless save for that leg he had around his husband's waist. The heel he dug into his lower back to make him fly forward fast, fast, fast. Gasping as the pads of fingers slid over that sensitive spot sending wave after wave of sparks up his back. God, he could come from this alone. Right now, right now he could do it as that heat twisted and raked beneath the surface of his skin leaving him moaning fervently.

Ecstatically. He wanted to touch the blonde; wanted to twist his fingers up in blonde locks. To claw at his back and shoulders as the man panted into his throat. A spark twisted itself into his lower stomach that began to tighten through him as his thighs shook. Squirming against the blankets that rustled beneath him as he did his best to move his hips to follow along with his husband's slick thrusts, earning himself a keening moan. Vibrating into his throat as teeth nipped at him playfully as fingers thrusted into him fast.

So fast, fast, fast with rubs over his prostate to get that spark tightening in his stomach. His orgasm climbing up, up, up as he clawed himself to that peak with pants shaking as they came faster. Shallowing. He knew his husband was right there with him. Knew it in the way he squirmed and how his own pants were shaking. How he was rutting against him desperately. In the erratic throbbing of his erection as it slid against his. Fuck, fuck, he was so hot. Fingers thrusted into him in snapping thrusts that rubbed over his prostate.

Rubbing against his inner wall deliciously with that pressure. Jolting as he moaned beneath the blonde as he tugged at his restraints desperately with a keening moan as his erection throbbed. He was all too aware of that rod in his urethra as pre-come dripped onto his stomach. He'd come before with it in; it was always an odd thing watching come ooze out rather than the usual way it spurted from him. He wondered if this time it would be dry as he had read online that it was possible to be prevented from ejaculating.

Fuck if that wasn't an exciting thought. If it didn't have him gasping in his breaths with hips jiggling up to rub himself against Hizashi as he teetered on that edge. Fingers then thrusted into him where they then ground into his prostate as hips ground down with the drag of those piercings had him jerking. Shouting when his lashes fluttered with his eyes rolling back on him. His thighs shaking as they stiffened with that tingling rushing up there as his stomach flexed. His hips jumping desperately as his back arched.

And he. Is. Done.

He was tipping right over the edge as he yanked at the restraints with hips bucking desperately as he wailed out breathlessly. His inner walls spasming before clamping down around his husband's grinding fingers. A snapping groan ripped out of the blonde when he was stiffening against him with his erection throbbing frantically. Erratically when his wail choked off into a guttural moan at the hot spurts landing on his skin. The shallow slides of his husband's hips resulted in twitching slides against him.

Grinding. He couldn't tell if he was coming, if he was also dripping onto his stomach but it didn't matter. Didn't matter, matter, matter as that white-hot heat snapped over him. A rush that left him choking under its force as he stiffened beneath his husband with his head pressing back. His hands shook in their restraints as that white-hot heat choked him. Drowned him under the waves of that intensity to get him releasing a choked croak of a sound. Shaking, shaking, shaking. Burning, choking, drowning.

It was so good, so good. God, it was so fucking good! He couldn't breathe without fanning that white-hot heat as his hips thrusted weakly against the blonde who was choking out groans of his own into his throat. Shaking against him with squirms and twists mirroring his own. Fuck, it was amazing. He couldn't get enough. He wanted to go again. And again. He wanted this man all night until he had to leave for work. It had him moaning in that reedy, keening pitch; much higher than he'd thought it be.

The blonde whimpered into his throat. As if he were sharing in that thought when the white-hot throbs of his orgasm began to ebb out of him. Raking claws on their way out as he felt his husband thrusting shallowly against him with huffing pants being taken. His orgasm drained out of him as suddenly as it had ripped over him as his back hit the bed again with a gasp. His hands relaxing rather than yanking when he winced at that tenderness to his wrists. Was it from all the yanking? No doubt but it was so good.

Whimpering at the weak circles ground into his prostate when he squirmed which prompted fingers to pull out of him. A slick squelch rang out when they slipped free with his husband relaxing against him with another weak thrust. Sighing out as he laid out on his chest when his left foot slipped out of the sling. His leg hit the bed causing it to bounce but he didn't have the energy to lift it up like the right. It wasn't needed. He panted raggedly with his chest heaving against the weight of his husband laying out on top of it.

Identical pants fanning over his throat. It was fucking perfect, and they were only in the first half of their little roleplay. He felt lips pressing weakly to his throat which led to another. Then another. Fluttering kisses placed over his throat up towards his jaw where he got a nuzzle that had him smiling as he panted when Hizashi was pushing up to hover above him. And fuck, if he didn't look absolutely radiant. If he didn't look unbearably lovely with that deep blush smothered over his cheeks that spread to his ears turning the tips a brilliant red.

Spread down to his collar bones. Sweat welled along his forehead causing wisps of hair to cling to it when a bead ran down his red cheek. There was a euphoria taking hold in that gaze of his but the hunger, the desire, remained as kiss swollen lips parted with those racing, ragged pants. And then his husband was crawling over him to straddle his waist to grab at the cuffs holding his arms up above his head. Working them apart one at time, he couldn't help a sigh of relief when his husband crawled backwards again.

Settled himself between his legs. And then hands were grabbing at his to which he was heaved up as he yelped at the sudden change. His head spinning weakly when he found himself dragged into Hizashi's lap with a rustle of those scrubs beneath him. Rubbing against his feverish skin as his legs jerked uncertainly with his hands pulling away from Hizashi's to curl his arms around his shoulders. He looked down between at the rod nestled in his urethra still; dripping come weakly down the side of his softening erection.

And then the blonde reached between them. Grabbing at him to give a lazy stroke that had his thighs shaking when he buried his hands into blonde locks as he flew forward to meet the blonde halfway. Crushing his lips to Hizashi's with that breathless passion that had his pounding heart jumping wildly against his chest. The quiet brush of their moving lips was broken up by that intermittent smack while the blonde slid his hand along his twitching dick. Gentle strokes with fingers kneading at him cautiously.

As if to encourage him to get hard again. It was impossible to get so hard again in such little time, but he knew the blonde had not a problem with working it out of him. In coaxing, playing, and teasing until his was hard again. His dick twitched again when the blonde began to move his hand faster as lips crushed themselves to his. Insatiable. He loves that feeling of insatiability in his husband. When he knew that it wasn't just him that couldn't get enough. He detangled a hand from the blonde's hair to drop down between them as well.

Feeling out for his husband's crotch where he wrapped his fingers around his twitching dick in response. Pulling it up with fingers stretching out to intertwine with his as they were pressed tightly together again. Fingers squeezed at his which, as a result, squeezed their dicks together sending a shiver down his back. It was fucking exciting. He broke the kiss off to take a shaking breath when Hizashi's lips trailed down his hot cheek to his jaw. His chin. Kissing along his jaw before dipping down below it.

Kissing at his throat before targeting the side of it with an open-mouthed kiss was pressed to the side of it. And he couldn't help whining when the blonde used his quirk to activate that buzzing that rang out to fill the silence sending shivers down his back as he squirmed. He bit at his tender lip sending a jolt of pain down to his chin in response but fuck if he didn't love it. If that buzzing against such a sensitive spot didn't get his dick twitching with interest yet again. It had his stomach fluttering with excitement.

He rocked his hips forward into their hands as a hand slid up his back coaxing it to arch as he let out a breathless hum of approval. Shuddering as the blonde continued his buzzing into his throat with that hand sweeping up his back to bury into his hair. Twisting locks of his messy hair around trembling fingers only to give a hard yank that had his head snapping back. A husky moan left him as his hips bucked when the blonde gently mouthed at him with his buzzing. Lifting his mouth away to target up beneath his jaw.

Sucking gently while he buzzed against the fluttering pulse point there. He was squirming as he bit fiercely at his lip causing it to shriek with pain. But he happily ignored it when the blonde was scratching at his scalp. Pulling back from that fluttering pulse point only to meet his gaze with that hand allowing him to lift his head up. To meet that blazing gaze when he felt the blonde's dick twitching against his. Hands stroking gently together in that shallow rhythm that had his dick twitching again with that interest.

But he knew it'd take a little more coaxing. Just a little more to get hard again with his husband. There was nothing he wanted more than to get hard again right now and get what he wanted from his husband. To enter the second half of their scene that they had written out in meticulous detail. It had him squirming with the blonde giggling breathlessly at him when he kissed at the tip of his nose. The bridge with that smattering of freckles he adored when he pulled back to meet that burning gaze of his husband's.

It had excitement twisting into his chest as he tightened his hand in the blonde's silky soft locks when he grinned at the flushed blonde as he twisted closer to his chest. Dragging his teeth over his screaming lip to dip his head down with racing pants mingling with his own. Nuzzling his nose to the blonde's with that silent affection, he scratched at the blonde's scalp. "Re-Ready to test that sta-stamina, Doctor Yamada?"

Oh, the emphasis had the blonde's dick twitching against his palm when he dragged his teeth over his lip again which had green eyes flicking down to catch the action. A shuddering breath fanned over his tingling lips when the blonde grinned wickedly at him with that lustful hunger, that desire, flashing at him in the blonde's gaze. It was a heat that had his pounding heart skipping when he swallowed what he knew to be a giggle when Hizashi's grin widened. "Re-Ready whenever you are, Mister Aizawa."