Back at it again with the romantic Aizawa hcs: this man meltssssss when you moan/say you love him during sex, like he gets this spark in his eye as he continues to make love to you and has the faintest of blushes. Oof he's a weak, weak man when you tangle your fingers in his hair just so you can pull him into a kiss! He loves peppering kisses on your neck/shoulders. - amorous anon
I am SO sorry it took me forever to post this, Amorous Anon! I checked this while I was at work and then it sat in my inbox because I got fairly busy x.x
Hell yes though. Absolutely hell yes. I feel like he’s a closet hopeless romantic sometimes, so it really comes out when he’s baring it all with you and you reiterate how much you love him.
Also I really hope that you don’t mind the fact that I couldn’t help myself and just had to write a little drabble for this.
you moaned with deep and heavy sighs, your hand holding his cheek as Aizawa supported himself over you. His thrusts slowed to a halt as his eyes focused on yours, the lovedrunk filter fading. A deeper blush bloomed on his cheeks as he lowered himself to his elbows and pressed a kiss to your lips.
“Say it again,” he whispered in an earnest plea, resting his forehead against yours with closed eyes. Even if you’d said it a hundred times before, he wanted to hear it again.
“I love you, Shouta. I love you so, so much…” Your voice was as gentle as his, and the caresses your fingertips left on his back were just as light. He kissed you again and pulled you up towards him, sitting back and bringing you into his lap. His rough hands ran along your arms and then brought your wrists to his lips, kissing them one at a time before he wrapped his arms around your back and began to roll his hips.
You moaned as he started up again, moving with him to find and match his rhythm as your fingers danced up his sides and then over his chest, finding their way into his hair. Aizawa placed kisses against your chest, nuzzling his head into your hands occasionally as he made his way over your collar bone and to your shoulder. His lips made their home in the crook of your neck as he tenderly kissed the spot over and over before letting his teeth graze your skin, and then sucking until he marked you with his affection. As you continued to strum your fingers through his hair, he leaned his head to the other side of your neck, peppering you with butterfly kisses and leaving you another hickey before you gently pulled his head back.
As you gazed into his dark eyes, you saw the love he had for you and how it manifested as vulnerability and trust in this moment. His hand came up to the back of your neck and guided you to lean into him and kiss him again, and again, and again, until it was impossible to keep track of just how many kisses were shared between you two.
