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#ShinZawa Nightmare Recovery continued! Pt. 5

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Something changes after that night. Neither is entirely sure what, and they still don't have The Conversation, but suddenly the bulk of their touching isn't happening only in the bedroom.

Their relationship becomes a *lot* more tactile behind closed doors. Lots of little touches. A hand on the back to let the other know they're behind them, a pat on the head for Hitoshi, Shouta letting his boy take off his scarf for him after patrols.

They don't kiss. Don't hold hands. Don't do anything outside of their nightly extracurriculars that would suggest that anything is going on.

But they want to.

There's a new sort of tension between them now. An ever present one that only winds tighter as the day progresses, both of them anxious to call it a day and go to bed if for no other reason than to finally get their hands on the other.

There's no reason for them not to cross whatever boundaries remain, but they haven't. Maybe because they're stubborn, or unsure, or maybe because touching during the day would finally mean that they needed to voice and name whatever they're doing.

It eventually results in Hitoshi coping by touching as much of his Sensei at once as he can, slotting himself between Shouta's legs with his back to his chest when they watch TV, and Shouta eventually getting greedy enough to touch him.

It's a game. Sort of. A game that only one of them knows they're playing.

Shinsou is subtle at first. Sitting beside him. Leaning into his side a bit. Nudging him. But eventually he's nestled into Aizawa's lap, leaned back with his legs bent at the knee, feet bracketing the outside of his Sensei's calves.

The position is borderline obscene. It should be proposition enough, but Aizawa acts like it's normal. Like they do this all the time and it's not worth his attention, but Shinsou knows he's putting up a front. That Aizawa's whole focus is on him and where they're touching.

He knows because Aizawa starts to touch him back.

At first it's Shouta's arm around his waist, and then his chin on his shoulder. Easily written off. But then it's a hand on his thigh, a scruffy cheek against his neck. Shouta drawing him back into the cradle of his hips.

Not that anyone could blame him. His boy is distracting. The shirt Hitoshi is wearing is loose and the fabric is thin. Shouta can see the perky little buds of Hitoshi's nipples every time he takes a deeper breath.

It's temptation incarnate and even though they only ever touch like that in bed, when they're both spooned up and quiet, Aizawa can't resist. He slips a hand under Shinsou's shirt and starts to play with one of them, much to Hitoshi's immediate enjoyment.

The boy melts back against him, half ignoring his show now, and moans really, really softly as Shouta rolls the peak between his fingers. It's a massive stroke to Shouta's buried ego, and a huge turn on to boot.

He plays with his boy just like that. Not doing much of anything, toying with both of his nipples one at a time, petting his belly, dipping his hand down low just to watch Hitoshi's thighs spread in a silent plea for more that he ignores.

It's soft and sensual and a *tease.*

Hitoshi is sitting in drenched panties, possibly leaving a spot on the couch with the way his legs are spread, and he wants his Sensei to touch him. To really touch him. He could do it himself, he could easily slip a hand between his thighs, but he wants *Aizawa* to do it.

In a bold move, Shinsou grabs Aizawa's hand when his touch slips low and he drags it further down between his thighs, holding his palm there. Shouta freezes behind him, not having expected it, but he can't being himself to pull back when he feels how hot and wet Hitoshi is.

It's like he's been hit by a Quirk, put under a spell.

He can't pull his hand back, can't seperate himself from that blissful warmth, can't not explore. Hitoshi moans once, louder than he's ever dared, and spreads his thighs a little with a very soft, "Don't stop, Sensei."

Shouta is a slave to his boy. He wouldn't even *dream* of denying him now. And he whispers back a quiet, "Do you want to come fast or slow?"

Hitoshi is greedy and wound up so he goes for fast and Shouta *delivers.*

He's observant and he knows *exactly* where to rub and stroke to make Hitoshi lose it. Especially after all their silent nights together. He takes full advantage of that, toying with his clit in a way that has Hitoshi squirming and breathing hard and ready to come far too quick.

Aizawa makes him come with nothing more than a few loving strokes of his fingers, and when he pulls them free, sticky and covered in the boy's pleasure, he doesn't even think twice about drawing them into his mouth to reverently suck them clean, moaning in the process.

Hitoshi is greedy though. He wants more. He wants his Sensei's focus on him and him only, so he grabs his hand and draws it back down his body and murmurs, "Slow, now. Make it last"

And Shouta is *enamored.*

He's taken off guard. He always is by Shinsou's bold attitude. Spellbound, he can only obey. Can only slip his hand back inside Hitoshi's slick underwear and go right back to playing with his body, stroking and petting and tapping quick but fleeting against his tiny cock.

Hitoshi wants it slow, well Shouta will give it to him slow.

He drags it out for nearly two hours. Rubs lovingly at his boy, gives attention and pleasure to every inch of his cunt, and Hitoshi just lays against him strung out and breathing hard, and takes it all-

rolling his hips shallowly against Shouta's hand when he starts to get close only to whimper when Shouta changes it up to keep him from getting too excited.

It reaches a point where Hitoshi is nearly out of his mind with lust, but not the raging forest fire of lust that he's felt before. The lust he feels is all encompassing, but sticky and slow. Like molasses.

It clogs his brain and fills him with fantasies and there's no insane *rush,* but he can't think straight. He can't think about anything other than what he wants.

Which is how he finds the courage to push Aizawa's hand away right before he can come in order to scramble around and fish his Sensei's cock out, straddling his lap and hugging Shouta tight as he sinks down on him with an airy little moan.

It's *devestating* to Shouta. Very nearly a one hit KO because Hitoshi is drenched, his body is soft and yielding, fluttering around his cock that's been aching for hours. He's breathing hard and choppy, clinging to Hitoshi, trying desperately not to come on the first stroke.

Unlike before, Shinsou greedily starts to move. He starts wiggling and shifting and bouncing real shallow in Shouta's lap and Aizawa has to grip him tight, voice breaking as he begs him to wait, telling him that he'll come if Hitoshi moves.

Hitoshi ignores him.

Hitoshi ignores him and starts bouncing shallow and quick in his lap, grinding on him and rolling his hips and there's nothing Shouta can do. He can't stop him, can't *bring himself to stop him.*

So he just grits his teeth and clings to his boy, gasping and choking out desperate sounds as he tries to hang on with everything he can, but it does very little good. Hitoshi's body is too tempting, too blissful, and he draws Shouta's orgasm out in under a minute.

Shinsou can feel it the moment it happens. The moment Shouta crushes him in his arms and shoves his cock in as deep as it can go, moaning out Hitoshi's name as he fills him up.

It's the hottest thing he's ever experienced, and he quickly wiggles a hand between his legs to bring himself off with barely more than a few touches, making Shouta grip him even tighter as his cunt spasms around him, milking his Sensei's spent cock like it has more to give.

Neither of them move after that. Shinsou doesn't climb off, and Shouta doesn't ask him to. They stay that way, wrapped up in each other with Aizawa soft but protected inside of Hitoshi's body, and they just cradle each other until Shouta eventually starts to get hard again.

But Hitoshi is ready for him, and he nuzzles his neck and directs Shouta's hand down between his legs and says, 'Slow this time, Sensei. Make it last.'

(tbc. One more part, I think 💜)

The finale!

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