#erasermic
Sex Quirk Shenanigans, Trans Aizawa, First times. CW: some use of AFAB terms.
Aizawa’s covered in sweat like he fucking sprinted when he bursts through the door and Mic is halfway through a beer on the couch like ‘what the fuck is going on’?
@adybpt
@_afterblossom_
Can I second this? I think about this a lot lately because there is always infighting and like…please I’m just trying to post art and simp for my fave characters I don’t need a lesson in morality 😂
@DlAZCEST
I actually talk about this with my friends but I find it especially hilarious because you mean to tell me a “literal child” was luring people to their deaths and when in your party having tantrums over the most random shit? It tracks. Cocomelon time for Astarion
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“Feeling any better?” Hizashi asks, and pets Shouta’s hair out of his eyes, plucking any sweaty strands from the side of his neck and nosing against the crown of his head.
“*Loads*,” Shouta replied, lips curling into a wry smile as he felt the quirk subside.
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@whiskeyandspite
@SpicyFyuu
So like when people say silver fox Zashi I go ‘absolutely’ and then in my head he still looks the same but I’m giving myself half-credit LOL
@CatieOsaurus
So—gender issues aside for me, I can only think that because being neurodivergent and growing up in an environment where that was punished I subconsciously associate name usage with discipline. So yes it feels disingenuous unless I know the person very well
Like would sooner dig a bullet out himself before going to a doctor, private. So of course it gets shot down
Mic tentatively asks him if he knows what kind of quirk it was. Because Shouta is shivering and sweating on the carpet and clutching his middle-
Like he’s so horny he can’t think straight and Zashi is rambling on about helping him into the shower and he can’t really hear it he’s just swallowing the saliva that’s pooling in his mouth at the thought of his friend’s fucking *cock*.
For good measure, Hizashi works Shouta through one more as well, before they’re melting into each other’s arms and trying to catch their breath. They’re sticky, and sweaty, and hot, but *blissful* and Hizashi thinks it might have been enough to assuage the quirk.
Shouta tries to explain but he’s dizzy and fucking *horny* and he just kind of…wilts. Mentions he got hit by a quirk and Mic is like oh holy shit are you okay? Do you need the hospital?
But like, Mic knows Shouta is VERY private.
Except when he touches him he makes…a *really* odd noise. One he’s never heard before and Shouta looks HUMILIATED. They stare at each other for a few moments because it’s WEIRD and Zashi is afraid he hurt him but Shouta is like, just…be careful. Help me up.
Zashi, being himself, listens as instructed but when he’s given enough of a pause to respond he asks Shouta if he seriously thinks that this would ruin their friendship. Like they are ride or die. So a bit of dick isn’t gonna fuck things up, no pun intended.
And he does and Shouta can *feel* himself get *so* wet just from Zashi’s hand touching his own. Absolutely *soaked*. And his heart is pounding and all he can think about is getting off.
Shouta is *tight*, velvety smooth bliss and it makes Zashi’s dick throb in his pants as he starts to rock his fingers in and out of his cunt and watch as Shouta is clutching the sheets for dear life, shivering, trembling, panting,
and he’s worried but he goes *eerily* silent before answering and murmurs ‘sex quirk’.
And of course, being Mic, he just kind of…laughs. Just for a second! Before he gets daggers glared at him and then he goes to help his friend off the floor.
He never thought about, not until right now, but he’s not *opposed*. (Obviously. He’s a man. And the mean scraggly stray cat thing Shouta has going on is kinda cute.)
Zashi sucks his cock and works him through two more orgasms, petting against his g-spot until his dick is so hard he feels like he’s under the quirk as well.
So he makes it in but his body is so sensitive it’s like his body is on FIRE when the water hits it. It’s WAY too much and he groans loudly and immediately Zashi’s stupid fucking face is popping into the shower to check if he’s okay. Which makes it WORSE. OBVIOUSLY.
…And in a way maybe they are? Shouta is looking at him in this weird way. Not needy like before, but his eyes are shining and he’s *pretty* and Hizashi can feel his face get hot the longer they look at each other.
So of course, being a good fucking friend, Hizashi complies, and wraps his lips around Shouta’s fat clit and sucks, tongue lapping stripes across his folds.
Sho is hard, wet enough that slick is sticking to the curve of his ass and thighs, and he’s clenching around nothing, eager for it. He can see the shiny slick leaking from his hole and he doesn’t waste any time, pushes it back in with two long fingers.
So he does. He tips his head back in the prettiest moan and rocks his hips, squeezing him so warm and tight that he can only hang on for a few more minutes before he’s filling him up, fingers clenched against the meat of his thighs as his body tensed in orgasm.
Aizawa cums *immediately*, without any warning aside from a rude jerk of his hips against Hizashi’s mouth and an agonized moan which shocks the shit out of Zashi
He whimpers, and it’s fucking sexy, so he keeps on, roping an arm around his waist to pull him close and keep him there while he trails little marks up and down his neck.
Shouta is fucking sexy, and special, and he’s feeling that alien sort of flutter in his chest as he scoops him up into his lap to let him ride his cock.
but when he tries to lift his head to ask if he’s okay Shouta’s hand slaps down against his head and wraps his hair around his fist to keep him where he is.
Their bodies too, it seems, because he fits just right, can lean back and fuck him properly, play with Shouta’s clit and stroke him into another orgasm with almost zero effort.
So naturally, Zashi is offended and he’s like “what! Why? It’s a normal fucking question Sho! Besides it might smooth the fucking hackles a bit, you dick.”
“Listen. You’re getting naked one way or another. So do it yourself, or I will, because you’re going to get sick if you wear this. I don’t give a shit what that weird quirk did we have bigger things to worry about right now.”
Probably twenty times, if he’s honest. Because Shouta keeps edging him (he thinks) unintentionally, because he stops now and again to play with himself, to catch his breath and stroke his cock.
Omegaverse Shinzawa brainrot inc
Consider…Shinsou not knowing he’s pregnant until the cats start all cuddling up on his stomach suddenly and rubbing their faces on his skin, smelling his belly.
The only problem is, he’s wet enough it’s fucking embarrassing and on instinct he tries to cup his mound to keep it from dripping on the floor. But it feels like the slightest touch is fucking *heaven* and he chokes out a curse, whimpering,
tells him not to fucking say anything, it’s embarrassing as it is, but he confesses that he really…really wants to fuck. Like, it’s beyond a want, it’s a need, and it’s humiliating him, because it doesn’t seem to matter who.
And Shouta stares in disbelief, because he’s never been given the ultimatum by Zashi before, for one. But because every time his friend touches him he feels his knees get weak and he’s kicking himself for not just scrambling into the shower but he’s so dizzy,
Skips a hand under his shirt to feel at the hair on Shouta’s chest and how hard his core is and he’s *right away* on board. Because his friend is fucking hot, now that he’s looking at him, and he can hear the sounds he makes when he’s aroused.
It’s probably *polite* to wear a condom but to be perfectly honest Shouta is clinging to him like a fucking barnacle and he doesn’t want to get his dick ripped off so he just goes for it, sinks right in and for once it feels like Shouta starts to settle.
He manages to keep it together long enough to get into the bathroom and Zashi starts the shower and he’s looking at him sidelong as he asks Shouta to hold out his arms so he can help him out of his costume.
So Zashi huffs and reaches over and forces down his zipper, at least to the waist, and he can see that the shirt he wears underneath is absolutely drenched. Tells him to take it off and he’ll grab fresh clothes. Trying not to think too hard about the type of quirk he mentioned.
Shouta doesn’t want to be seen like this, AT ALL. But Zashi starts to ask if he’s okay before his gaze drifts down to where Shouta’s hand is firmly pressed against the mess between his legs,
Hizashi bats his hand away, flashes him a confident smile because who fucking *wouldn’t* feel like a goddamn deity when someone touched you like you were more important than *air*, and says he’s got it. He’ll handle getting him there, all Shouta has to do is move his hips.
He’s not going to be allowed to be alone so he better just…bear it. He rinses himself well despite the pain, and shoots a hand out to grab for a towel before Zashi is scrambling to give him one like he hadn’t just seen his cunt.
His other hand drifts down as he catches his lips in a kiss and rubs at him overtop of the sweats he loaned Shouta, and within seconds he can feel that he’s moist. *Wet*.
He passed like four people on the walk home and all he could think about was bending over for them. Which isn’t like him at all, he’s *very* picky about his partners, and they’re never allowed to stay after. But he doesn’t want this fucking stupid quirk to ruin their friendship.
Watches Shouta shotgun his beer, follows suit and takes him by the wrist to lead him into the bedroom like a spooked horse. Like he’d look back and Shouta would be gone, having leapt off the balcony or something.
He dressed behind the shower curtain then, ZERO interference from Zashi other than to hand him clothes extremely awkwardly, but almost immediately he’s beginning to sweat again, and his cunt *aches*.
Shouta is like an immovable object but Zashi isn’t having it *at all* and he growls a little, grabbing his wrists to pull them away from where his arms were crossed across his chest.
“It’s just uncomfortable. I’m really…sensitive right now.” He volunteers, because he can *see* that Zashi is just vibrating with the intense need to ask.
And Zashi hums in understanding, letting him drink for a minute as he chews his lip in thought.
The minute his underwear slides down and off his legs he can feel the strands of slick on his thighs and *every* move is making him shiver from head to toe. He wants to touch himself so badly, but he doesn’t.
“Come on! Your clothes are fucking soaked you’re gonna get sick!”
“You just want to see me naked!”
Which makes him pause. Because they’ve been friends for ages and never ONCE has it crossed Zashi’s mind other than a mild curiosity.
Which Zashi is *obviously* wary of. And is tiptoeing around him like a fucking scared ballerina. Which is unnecessary, and grates in his fucking nerves, but he tries to calm himself by taking a long pull of his beer.
Which humiliates Shouta, but he doesn’t hear the door close. He can *feel* that he’s still out there, so really touching himself is out of the question.
Not that it matters because like…the minute Zashi’s fingers curl around the waistband, Shouta is panting, begging for it. Seeming like he’s so eager and when he finally pulls his clothing down he can see why.
He leaves him in the bathroom but only after deliberately instructing him not to fall and bang his head against the floor.
Comes back with fresh clothes and Shouta is still standing there unmoving. Fully clothed, which frustrates him.
Finally finished my last piece for the
@DadZawaBang
! It’s belated, dear god I’m so sorry but I was able to work with my dear friend
@cosmic_dog_
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He *knows* he’s being unreasonable, *especially* because he just barged his ass into his apartment at midnight instead of going literally anywhere else. So he sighs, and says he’s sorry.