K.I.T.T.E.N
K.I.T.T.E.N
Word count: 3K
Summary: Aizawa slumped into is couch hair spilling around him. He was tired, but more so he was bored. Usually on an evening such as this he was able to enjoy the company of his husband. Yet the loudmouth hero known and Present Mic was no where in sight. Yet not long after he had returned home he heard the familiar voice echo from the front hall. “I’m home kitten,” he knew in that moment his evening was about to get a whole lot more fun.
Aizawa let a long sigh left his lips as he sank into the large sofa his black hair spilling around him. He was worn to the bone between his teaching and weekend hero work he didn’t have much time to clear his head. Everyday he spent instructing his students or reprimanding criminals. What a life it was being a hero and teacher, not what he imagined it but it was his life nonetheless. Usually he got an evening to let himself relax and for once not be in charge of something, but the usual source of this entertainment had been busy with its own things late into the night. Often returning at the hours of ten and eleven long after Aizawa had slipped into bed. That was why it startled him to hear the front door creak open an hour after he himself had returned home. Aizawa’s tired eyes drifted to the hallway just past the door wondering if he was just hearing things.
“I’m home!” A voice called not long after the door shut. Aizawa got to his feet meeting the voice halfway. He casually slumped over the shoulder of the person.
“Welcome home Zashi,” the black haired man relaxed happy to have the loudmouth hero home.
“Miss me that much did ya?” Hizashi pet Aizawa as he rested against his back.
“Yea,” Aizawa let out tiredly getting back to his feet trudging back to the living room.
“Awe, no welcome home kiss? Come back here K.I.T.T.E.N,” Aizawa had waited days to hear that word slip form the lips of his favorite blonde. Immediately he turned returning to Hizashi without any prompting he kissed the blonde far to eager than he wished to show. “There it is,” Hizashi whispered against Aizawa’s lips as he pulled away from the kiss. The hand wrapped in his messy black hair pulled ever so slightly, sending a slight tingle down Aizawa’s spine. “Neat trick kitten, I didn’t know you could stand on two legs,” Aizawa didn’t need to be told twice, he understood what Hizashi wanted. He went down to his knees first before resting his palms on the cold wood floor.
“Mew,” the sound was gruff and unrefined, not something you would expect from the homeroom teacher. But it earned him praise, it was simple but he loved it. He loved how Hizashi leaned down and scratched under his chin. Aizawa gently rubbed against Hizashi’s leg before prancing away to the bedroom to get something. He glanced over his shoulder watching Hizashi takes his place on the couch turning on the tv as he sank into the cushions. Aizawa closed the door behind him before standing walking to his side of the bed. As he sat down, he pulled out a small box that contained what he was looking for. Aizawa remembered the day Hizashi returned home holding a bag from the pet store.
‘I am not wearing that,’ Aizawa pointed to the black collar resting in the hand of his lover. ‘What makes you think this is a good idea?’
‘Come on kitten,’ the dark haired man shivered as Hizashi stepped close to him nipping at his neck before whispering. ‘Let's give this a try. I have a feeling you’ll enjoy the release it gives you,’ the hushed tone sent chills down Aizawa’s spine breath hitching in his throat. He hadn’t realized the sleek black collar that once rested in the hands of the blonde was now wrapped around his neck. He was pulled from his trance as Hizashi yanked on the metal loop sending Aizawa to the floor. Black orbs met the green ones staring back at him. ‘I told you,’
Aizawa smiled remembering how this crazy scenario started, and to his surprise he enjoyed every second of it. It took time for him to adjust to wearing the strange get up but now there were days he almost begged to. Though his pride would never let him admit it. After a few more seconds of thought he heard the tv turn up. A sign he was taking a touch too long. Getting the memo Aizawa scooped up his hair tying it back into a messy bun, before stripping to his boxers. He reached down into the box pulling out the first item, the ears they acted like a fluffy hair accessory that clipped into his hair which he found much more enjoyable than having to untangle the headband from his wild hair. Next he pulled out the collar, still the same from once they started sleek black nothing fancy. Over time they added on more to what he wore. A tail that clipped to his boxers (useless in the end but Hizashi liked it), and lastly black wrist and ankle cuffs that could be attached together by a simple clip. With one final check he was ready, he walked to the door opening it before dropping back onto all fours.
“Is that you kitten?” The voice on the couch called out with an underlying tone. Aizawa tensed wondering if he had taken too long to get ready. He crawled over to the couch rubbing against Hizashi’s leg as a greeting. “There you are, I was concerned that something was wrong,” he gave Aizawa a pat on the head between the ears eyes never leaving the tv. “Now that I see you’re fine,” the hand gently petting his head suddenly grabbed hold of the messy locks pulling him up just slightly. “I can punish you for making me wait,” Hizashi finally looked at Aizawa hand still wrapped in the black hair. The smirk gracing his lips made Aizawa shudder with the anticipation. “Let me check to make sure you did it correctly. Don’t move,”
“Murr,” Aizawa stood still in the center of the living room getting his usual inspection from his husband. Hizashi always checked Aizawa before they played. Each day the blonde started in a different spot to keep Aizawa on his toes. Today Hizashi knelt down in front of the erasing hero tipping his chin up. Carefully the blonde looped a finger through the metal ring on the collar giving it a pull. When he pulled he saw that the space between the collar and his lovers neck was much too big. Aizawa’s legs trembled ever so slightly eyes searching for any telling emotion in Hizashi’s eyes. Hizashi didn’t give him the satisfaction he dropped the collar continuing his inspection. The ears were fine, tail good. Much like the collar Aizawa’s cuffs were loose.
“Paw,” tone hushed but demanding Aizawa to lift one of his arms resting his hand in the palm of the blonde’s. Hizashi grabbed the hand holding it tight as he adjusted the cuff. Quietly he repeated the action three more times before he returned to kneel in front of Aizawa grasping the collar again. “Such a sloppy kitten, your cuffs were too loose. As well a your collar,” between the loose stand of his black hair Aizawa watched Hizashi’s calm face shift into one of slight anger. Before he could give a mew of apology he felt the collar tighten slightly. “I’m very disappointed kitten,” Hizashi gripped the leather in his hand watching his lover shake in anticipation pleasure coursing through his pent up body. As he eyed the man below him he felt his own body begin to tingle heat pooling to his lower abdomen.
“Mew,” eyes locking on the blonde he called out pulling Hizashi from his trance. Aizawa could tell he needed this just as much as his lover did.
“Shh, I’m not done yet,” Aizawa shut his mouth feeling the leather around his throat get tighter, much tighter. Soon he was unable to breathe, shoulders trembling as the pleasure invaded his veins making his blood hot. He watched the blonde as the blonde watched him.
“Good kitten,” the loudmouth finally praised releasing the collar, allowing air to fill Aizawa’s lungs again. Hizashi waited a moment before making the final adjustment on the collar. After it was set to the way he liked it the blonde sat back on the couch legs spread. “Are you hungry kitten?” He couldn’t help but smirk as Aizawa pranced over excitedly.
“Mew, mew,” his dark hair bounced as he made his way over to his husband answering his question by his action. Lust glazing his eyes as he grabbed the zipper on Hizashi’s pants with his teeth tugging it down before nuzzling the blondes crotch asking for his help.
“Need help? Such a good boy asking,” the blonde pat his head before shifting his hips up off the couch sliding his pants down, then his boxers. Aizawa stared at his now bare crotch taking in the glory that was his husband. After Hizashi was settled back on the couch the dark haired man wasted no time getting to work. His tongue darted out between his lips giving a long slow lick up the shaft eyes waiting for signs of approval from Hizashi to continue. “Good kitten,” with that Aizawa opened his mouth taking in his husbands dick licking as he went. It still baffled him that he was able to take in the entirety that was his husbands dick, sure it took time and practice but he never expected to be able to in the end. Yet there he was on their living room floor engulfing his husband with practiced experience, tip fully buried in the back of his throat.
Eyes hazed with lust almost rolling into the back of his head as he pulled back only to swallow it again. Saliva rolled down his chin falling to the floor as he sucked occasionally rolling his tongue along the shaft. Hizashi groaned head tipping back resting on the back of the couch. “Damn kitten, so good,” he breathed out lust taking over his body. In seconds he wrapped his hands in the long black hair he loved so much holding the head it was attached to still. His hips bucked upward into the tight hot throat his eyes watching Aizawa’s loving the look he got in return. “Fuck, kitten,” he gripped the black locks tighter thrusting harder, and desperately fast chasing the feeling that knotted in his veins. Suddenly he pulled nearly all the way out before slamming back in letting the pleasure take control.
Aizawa felt his pleasure build as his throat was continuously slammed into. Not long after he felt hot ribbons spurt in the back of his throat his own body tingling from the sensation. “Show me,” pulled back to reality by the voice of his lover realizing he had pulled his dick out. As commanded Aizawa opened his mouth tongue falling out cum and drool falling to the floor below him. “Swallow,” Aizawa obeyed closing his mouth swallowing the tick salty cum. He again opened his mouth presenting to Hizashi that he swallowed as told. “What a good slutty kitten you are,” he reached down petting Aizawa praising him.
“Purr,” the sound was hoarse his throat now a touch raw from the harsh but pleasurable attention he got from Hizashi. Gently he rubbed against the blondes palm loving the praise he was given. Waves of pleasure crashed over him as something touched his crotch, it was more like someone. He looked down seeing the long skinny hand resting on his crotch, the hand that was attached to his beloved husband. The slender fingers tightened on him ever so slightly making Aizawa’s hips tremble a strangled moan slipping through his lips. “Mew~” the sound caused a sense of renewed pleasure to return to the blonde.
“Did you like that kitten?” His grip got tighter watching his husband to squirm under him. “Show me what you want kitten,” Aizawa reluctantly pulled away from Hizashi’s hand prancing forward a bit then turned facing his back to the blonde pulling his boxers off happy to finally be rid of them.
“Mew, mew,” he let out almost desperately shaking his ass to get his point across. Clearly it was, Hizashi stalked over towering over Aizawa from his standing position. “Mew,” he let the small sound out shaking his ass more. Those cruel slender fingers snaked their way onto his ass groping it harshly before slapping it.
“Open up,” he shoved his fingers in Aizawa’s face giving him an order. The erasing hero opened his mouth allowing the fingers to plunge in being coated in his saliva, the nimble appendages played with his tongue as he closed his mouth sucking gently. Behind him he heard Hizashi shuffle around opening the drawer to the coffee table pulling something out. As he casually sucked on the fingers he heard a small popping sound. It sounded much like a cap to a lube container. By the sound he knew what it was, especially as a cold slimy texture met his ass. The fingers he so skillfully sucked on removed themselves from his mouth. “Relax for me,” Aizawa shivered when the hot breath reached his ears.
“Mew,” he replied his shoulders relaxing then his hips and legs. When his entire body was relaxed he felt a slight pressure slip into his ass stopping when it was fully immersed.
“That’s good kitten,” the voice was gentle tone soft bringing Aizawa back to earth. Hizashi was always gentle starting out, making sure that he wasn’t hurting the dark haired man. Accidentally any way, after a minute he pulled out only to thrust back in enjoying the sight of Aizawa’s hips shaking. Before his lover could notice he casually added a second finger in between thrusts without stopping. When the second finger entered him Aizawa felt his spine jolt with the swift change, pleasure fully in control of him now. In a matter of minutes his hips were trembling ready to give out from under him his body begging for a release. “Hush kitten, wait,” Aizawa felt the fingers pull out not returning like he had hoped they would.
“Mew?~” the questioning moan left him as he looked over his shoulder in wonder. Suddenly he was full again, but this time it was something much bigger than the slender fingers he previously had in him. “Meeeewwww~” the new sensation caused him to call out falling to his elbows for a second. Warm hands rubbed his back gently grounding him once more.
“Breathe,” Hizashi reminded his lover gently rubbing his back bringing him back to earth. When he saw Aizawa was grounded he pulled out only slam his dick back in filling Aizawa to the hilt. Lust taking over he began to thrust long and slow enjoying the sounds that left the man below him. Clearly both of them really needed this. Hizashi felt the pleasure build in him slowly keeping himself in control as he grabbed his lovers hair winding it in his fingers giving a harsh tug before his thrusts reached a whole new pace.
“Mmmm~” desperately the sound left Aizawa just as his lover grabbed his hair pulling harshly matching the powerful thrusts he was making. It took all he had to stay upright, let alone try and match pace with Hizashi. What were once well calculated thrusts turned into rough desperate movements. Aizawa knew Hizashi was close, he himself was reaching the peak of his pleasure. Unable to convey words let alone sounds he reached back with an unsteady hand tapping his lovers arm. Hizashi felt a light tap on his arm bringing him to reality for a second. He knew exactly what it was, shifting slightly he reached down removing his hand from Aizawa’s hair entangling it into something new. Aizawa felt the warm hand wrap round his intertwining their fingers he gave a quick squeeze.
“Kitten I’m close,” his voice a desperate moan as he thrusted sloppily into his lover. Aizawa gave his hand a squeeze signaling he too wasn’t going to last much longer. “Shota~” he screamed giving one last hard thrust. As the hot cum filled, the rough thrust reaching something new within him. Aizawa’s vision went white pleasure wracking his entire body. By some miracle he let out a breathless moan body shaking. Lightning hot sensations took over sending him into state of pleasure had never felt before. Unable to hold himself up anymore his arms gave way sending him to the floor. Before he landed something gentle and warm held him upright. Sweet caresses against his cheeks brought him back head still spinning. “Hey, there you are. I’ve got you Shota,” the soft voice made him melt into the hands that held him. After the aftershocks finally dissipated he took in a slow steady breath pushing himself to sit up. “Easy,” Hizashi guided him to a proper position in front of him. “How are you feeling anything hurt?”
“Mmm no, I’m ok Zashi,” his voice raw from the screams. Aizawa hummed slightly laying back into the chest of his lover behind him welcoming the warmth he got when Hizashi wrapped his arms around him tracing circles along his arms.
“Hold still,” the blonde said gently before removing the ears from the tangled black hair. Once off he removed the wrist cuffs massaging his lovers wrists gently before moving to his ankles repeating the action. Lastly he removed the collar hands careful as he rubbed pressured circles into the abused flesh. “There you go,”
“Thank you Zashi,” the black haired man reached up caressing the face of his lover before giving him a sweet kiss. It was one of the things he loved most about the loud blonde, no matter what he always took care of him after their playtime. A slight wine left his lips when the warm body got up from under him. “Zashi,” he complained aiming to follow but wasn’t able to his body weak and shaky.
“Stay put, I’ll be right back,” he called before returning kneeling in front of Aizawa holding up a water bottle. He tipped up the chin of his husband up before resting the bottle on his lips watching him take in long slow drinks. “I made sure it was cold,” once Aizawa finished he set the bottle on the coffee table behind him.
“I love you, Zashi,” Aizawa mumbled eyes struggling to stay open. He felt the warm hand he loved so much rest on his cheek rubbing it tenderly.
“I love you too, Shota. Go to sleep,” you didn’t have to tell him twice he allowed his eyes to close drifting into a gentle slumber. Hizashi smiled at his husband watching him drift off before gently scooping him up taking him to the bedroom. They’d worry about the mess in the morning. The blonde quietly shuffled into the room laying Aizawa onto their bed before pulling on fresh boxers. Kindly he put a pair on his lover before crawling into bed with him wrapping his slender arms around the dark haired man taking hold of one of his hands before he too fell asleep beside his husband.
The next Morning:
Gentle sun rays fell through the bedroom curtains landing on Aizawa’s face waking him from his peaceful slumber. Black orbs blinked looking behind him, he smiled to find his blonde deep in sleep even letting out an occasional light snore. Shifting Aizawa pulled himself free of Hizashi careful not to wake him. Quietly he closed the curtains before taking one of his husbands shirts from the dresser putting it on. He then trudged to the kitchen deciding to prepare breakfast for his husband. After some thought he decided upon pancakes with what was left of the raspberries they had, bacon, and hash browns. It was his way of caring for the blonde, especially after a night of fun. While Hizashi always took care of him right after Aizawa made sure to do something for his husband the next morning.
Hizashi woke up stretching his arms in the air he noticed Aizawa wasn’t next to him. Which wasn’t unusual the dark haired man always got up first. Small smile graced his lips knowing exactly where he would find his husband. Slipping into sweatpants he walked to the kitchen doorway leaning on the frame smile growing wider. “Good morning love,” Aizawa greeted him without looking up.
“Good morning babe,” the blonde stepped into the kitchen taking a seat at the bar like counter that faced the dining and living room. As he settled in his seat a mug was set in front of him accompanied by a plateful of food. “Smells wonderful as usual,” he said digging into the meal. Aizawa gathered his mug and plate joining Hizashi smiling softly as they enjoyed the meal.
“I love you Hizashi,” his eyes met the others who was a little caught off guard by the statement.
“I love you too Shota. Always,” the blonde replied leaning down kissing his husband, who returned it in full.
