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✮ Husband!aizawa, fem!reader, fluff, men who yearn, physical affection, lover man

✮ synopsis: Aizawa with an affectionate wife

When he's gotten to the point of marriage, nothing will surprise him anymore. He's been in love with you for years, getting used to your little quirks and ways you show affection. + the honorable mention of Hizashi being an affectionate friend in their teens.

So the moment he feels your arms wrapping around him, or you lying on him, he's locked into affectionate husband mode, no matter what he was doing. Grading papers? Eating? Watching TV? None of that matters when he has you.

Affection comes to him so easily when it comes to you; he's just happy to have you there. Peppering your temple with kisses, holding your hand, anything you like, he likes.

In the privacy of your home, he's all over you, cooking dinner together: he stands behind you, rubbing your waist with one hand and helping with ingredients in the other as you discuss the mundane.

Showering together is just about his favorite time of day, getting to take in the steam and the sight of you under the water. The moment you try to start washing his back, he knows you're both done for.

He likes cuddling more as an adult than he did as a teen, somehow, curling up together on the couch, in his sleeping bag, or in bed. He's cuddled you on the bathroom floor, hungover, before.

He likes it when you curl up beside him on the couch and rest your head in his lap. He doesn't quite know why, but the moment you just get comfortable on him, his hand brushes your temple, whispering sweet nothings.

lazy days are like the second coming of your honeymoon, where you're both barely dressed, just spending the limited hours you get to be lazy & comfortable all over you. In any way he can get

whenever he's had a rough patrol, he likes to just lie in the bed beside you and watch you breathe—it might be a little creepy, but it reminds him of the good in the world he's trying desperately to protect.

Calm, small, lingering kisses over your skin. It could be your ankle; if it's within reach of his lips, he will attempt to kiss it.

You're allowed to braid his hair, especially since he keeps it longer than he did as a teenager, but if you & Eri bust out the butterfly clips, he will try to shield himself.

husband!aizawa who lets you sleep in on weekends so you can wake up to a tidy house and breakfast already on the table. “stop it! you didn’t have to do this for me..” you’d say in response to the sight of breakfast sitting on the table, aizawa’s arms slithering around your waist, his face buried in your neck. "but you deserve it, baby." he’d croon against the supple skin of your neck.

husband!aizawa whose cock is so thick it takes nearly 20 minutes of prep before he can even push the head in, coaxing you through the pain with soft praises. "i know, princess.." he’d say in response to your whimpers, shushing you with a soft kiss before slowly inching his cock further into your gummy walls. 

husband!aizawa who pays for everything, even if you have a job of your own. from eating out, to shopping sprees, or even small items you point out in a store. “awh, look at how cute this is, ‘zawa!” you’d coo at a small figurine, shoving it in his face before returning it to the shelf, unbeknownst to you that while you were looking away he picked up the figurine in plan to buy it for you. 

husband!aizawa who loves to wake you up with his tongue buried in your cunt, craving you too much to care about waking you first. “shh, baby, just relax..” he’d murmur into your cunt, slipping a finger into your entrance with ease from the pre-accumulated slick.

Sleepy

shota aizawa x afab/fem reader

aizawas always sleepy, what else is he always feeling? Horny

warnings: p in v sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it kids), slight breeding kink, slight praise kink. Sleepy sex, oral f and m receiving,grinding, hand job, fingering Mdni PLEASE. IM TRYNA PROTECT UR INNOCENCE.

a/n I FUCKING SCORED WITH THAT AIZAWA PIC. Tysm Pinterest 😍😍

✮ Husband!aizawa, fem!reader, fluff, men who yearn, physical affection, lover man

✮ synopsis: Aizawa with an affectionate wife

When he's gotten to the point of marriage, nothing will surprise him anymore. He's been in love with you for years, getting used to your little quirks and ways you show affection. + the honorable mention of Hizashi being an affectionate friend in their teens.

So the moment he feels your arms wrapping around him, or you lying on him, he's locked into affectionate husband mode, no matter what he was doing. Grading papers? Eating? Watching TV? None of that matters when he has you.

Affection comes to him so easily when it comes to you; he's just happy to have you there. Peppering your temple with kisses, holding your hand, anything you like, he likes.

In the privacy of your home, he's all over you, cooking dinner together: he stands behind you, rubbing your waist with one hand and helping with ingredients in the other as you discuss the mundane.

Showering together is just about his favorite time of day, getting to take in the steam and the sight of you under the water. The moment you try to start washing his back, he knows you're both done for.

He likes cuddling more as an adult than he did as a teen, somehow, curling up together on the couch, in his sleeping bag, or in bed. He's cuddled you on the bathroom floor, hungover, before.

He likes it when you curl up beside him on the couch and rest your head in his lap. He doesn't quite know why, but the moment you just get comfortable on him, his hand brushes your temple, whispering sweet nothings.

lazy days are like the second coming of your honeymoon, where you're both barely dressed, just spending the limited hours you get to be lazy & comfortable all over you. In any way he can get

whenever he's had a rough patrol, he likes to just lie in the bed beside you and watch you breathe—it might be a little creepy, but it reminds him of the good in the world he's trying desperately to protect.

Calm, small, lingering kisses over your skin. It could be your ankle; if it's within reach of his lips, he will attempt to kiss it.

You're allowed to braid his hair, especially since he keeps it longer than he did as a teenager, but if you & Eri bust out the butterfly clips, he will try to shield himself.

husband!aizawa who lets you sleep in on weekends so you can wake up to a tidy house and breakfast already on the table. “stop it! you didn’t have to do this for me..” you’d say in response to the sight of breakfast sitting on the table, aizawa’s arms slithering around your waist, his face buried in your neck. "but you deserve it, baby." he’d croon against the supple skin of your neck.

husband!aizawa whose cock is so thick it takes nearly 20 minutes of prep before he can even push the head in, coaxing you through the pain with soft praises. "i know, princess.." he’d say in response to your whimpers, shushing you with a soft kiss before slowly inching his cock further into your gummy walls. 

husband!aizawa who pays for everything, even if you have a job of your own. from eating out, to shopping sprees, or even small items you point out in a store. “awh, look at how cute this is, ‘zawa!” you’d coo at a small figurine, shoving it in his face before returning it to the shelf, unbeknownst to you that while you were looking away he picked up the figurine in plan to buy it for you. 

husband!aizawa who loves to wake you up with his tongue buried in your cunt, craving you too much to care about waking you first. “shh, baby, just relax..” he’d murmur into your cunt, slipping a finger into your entrance with ease from the pre-accumulated slick.

thinking about cockwarming aizawa as he grades papers. it’s late at night and he looks extra handsome in the dimly lit room, hair tied up, his face serious, jaw tight. he props you onto his lap and has you facing him while he slides his cock into you and tells you to keep still and be a good girl for him - and you can definitely feel him relax the second he’s inside you. he’s so big that you swear you can feel him in your guts, and it’s sooo hard to resist the urge to move your hips and fuck yourself on his cock. still, shouta swears that he’ll fuck you later if you behave (and you know he will even if you don’t), so you keep quiet and cuddle up against him, your cheek squished against his shoulder as you lean your head on it. he’s got a pen in one hand, the other coming to caress your back, his calloused fingers so deliciously soft against you - as if he’s afraid he’ll break you.

it drives you crazy.

then, an idea pops up into your mind. you grab his arm, guiding the same hand that was cradling you to your lips. he pretends to pay no mind to it, but even the slightest of your movements doesn’t go unnoticed. you eye him for a couple of seconds, trying to study him. he isn’t looking at you, but his index and middle fingers are grazing your lips, almost like a reflex. amused, you open your mouth, sliding his digits inside all the way down to your throat as you suck on them.

“what do you think you’re doing?”

his gaze immediately shifts to you, and when you two lock eyes and he sees you looking at him like that, doe-eyed and seemingly innocent as you stare at him through your pretty lashes, he can’t help but give up. he doesn’t show it immediately, but you know you won the second you feel his cock twitch inside you - he’s done for.

well, actually, you’re the one who’s done for.

since you like to use your mouth so much, he might as well just give you something to keep it busy. two minutes later you’re on your knees under his desk, choking on his cock as he fucks your throat, his big hand bobbing your head up and down his length, soft tears clinging to your lashes, mascara smudging. you look so soft and sweet, the most beautiful sight ever, his angel. the way you sound, the way a mix of drool and his pre drips down your mouth, how obscenely filthy and ruined you look right now, all because of him - it’s perfect. you’re perfect. what’d he think about not wanting to break you?

oh, well.

and shouta knows that he should play nicer with his beloved, darling girl. but since you like to act like that, he might as well be as rough as he wants. right?

he knows you love it, anyway.