"Yes, I understand." I heard Aizawa say as he spoke on the phone while I sat on the hotel bed in a robe. Most of my clothes had become torn and dirty from the quake, but thankfully, the hotel offered bathrobes that I could change into after cleaning myself up. Aizawa was still in most of his suit, besides the jacket as he continued talking on the phone. Most of the time we had been here he was making phone calls. It was hard for me to gage if he was still mad at me or not from earlier.

Then again, it was also hard for me to focus at all when seeing Aizawa in formal wear.

"Thank you." he said before he let out a sigh and hung up. He turned around to face me, tossing the phone on the second spare bed before rubbing his temples for a moment. "Tell me," he started, his voice low, "what in the world possessed you to go into a collapsing building, against police orders?"

I looked down out of embarrassment. I knew my answer was dumb, and I was well aware he was going to say as such.

"I'm sorry. I know it was stupid." I said, my voice quiet as I continued to look down at the floor.

"I didn't ask for an apology." he said, his voice a bit more annoyed. I looked up at him again with my head held low, and I noticed his arms were crossed while he awaited my answer.

"I-I wanted to grab your things." I stuttered out quietly, "I thought they were important."

"My uniform is replaceable," he said as he walked towards me, kneeling down in front of me, "You aren't. And it's certainly not as important as you. When I didn't see you outside with the others, it scared the Hell out of me. What you did was beyond reckless...," he paused after I averted my eyes away from his out of shame, and then sighed again, "I'm sorry, I'm not here to argue with you again."

"I thought you said we'd continue the conversation from earlier." I said, still anticipating that he would chew me out some more.

He took my hands into his.

"I'm just glad you're safe." he said, "That matters more to me than anything else." I still held my gaze to the floor, still feeling low from everything that happened today. His hand came up to my cheek, caressing it and moving some hair out of my face before gently placing his fingers under my chin, and lifting it up so my gaze could meet his, "I'm sorry for taking my anger out on you earlier."

I took a deep breath before a small smile appeared on my lips. Had to admit, I couldn't stay upset with him for long. It was still good to hear him take ownership of his frustration, though.

"Apology accepted." I said before I gave him a quick peck on the lips. "I'll let it slide this time." I joked as I let out a giggle.

He raised a brow and smirked.

"Is that right?" he replied, his voice full of devious intent as his hand travelled from my chin, to behind my neck. I felt his hand take a fistful of my hair, as he gave a decent tug, tilting my head back as he towered over me, "You know, sometimes I think you like getting yourself in trouble."

"And if I do?" I teased, my voice matching his in intent, "What are you going to do about it?"

He pushed me on the bed as he crawled on top of me.

"Remember what I said what would happen if you acted like a brat?" he growled softly while tugging at the ties of my robe, releasing the knot and sliding it off my shoulders exposing my body to him.

"Something, something, punished, something?" I said in a coy voice as I slinked off the sleeves.

"Indeed." he said. Within a flash, Aizawa's hand grabbed his capture weapon from the counter beside the bed and flung one end towards me, which bound my wrists together, and the other over a thick ceiling rail. I yelped as my body instantly went from horizonal to vertical, with my arms above my head and my feet still touching the ground.

I watched as Aizawa tied the other end of the scarf down to the bed post, keeping the line taut. He then removed his tie and began to place it in front of my eyes, blindfolding me. My heart began to pound in my chest as I heard his footsteps and felt his warm body behind me. His hands trailed across my skin, tracing from my abdomen and up my chest. His warm breath graced my ear as he spoke.

"I'm going to spank you," he said, his gritty voice almost at a whisper as one hand moved my hair away from my neck, allowing more access to his mouth as he playfully nipped at my skin, "Each time I do, you're going to thank me for it." His facial hair tickled my skin, sending shivers down my spine, "Do you understand?" he whispered.

"Yes." I said breathlessly.

"Yes, what?" he growled as I felt a single smack on my ass.

I gasped.

"Yes, sir." I said in a surprised moan, "Thank you, sir." I quickly responded next as I felt my cheeks flush.

I heard a low chuckle out him.

"Good girl." he said from behind me, "If at any point it's too much for you, or you want to stop, said red."

"Yes, sir." I answered back, my heart starting to flutter from the excitement.

After another pause, I felt another smack, prompting me to say the words again.

"Thank you, sir."

I felt his hand collide into me in a slow and steady rhythm, again and again, each one taking me by surprise as I tried to anticipate the spanks, and each one arousing me little by little as time went on.

"T-thank you, sir." I said, my breath slightly hitched as I tried to compose myself.

I could feel the heat from my face and ass begin to grow as I took in a shakey breath.

I then felt Aizawa's hand lightly touch the raw and sensitive skin on my bottom, eliciting a gasp out of me from the intense feeling.

I could feel the warmth of his body next to mine, and then felt his mouth near my ear.

"For being such a good girl," he whispered as one hand slowly made its way around my neck, "I'll give you a reward."

I then felt his hand squeeze the sides of my neck while I felt his other hand make its way between my legs, tantalizing my swollen bud.

I wanted to cry out as he teased me, but barely any sound could come out from the slight pressure on my neck. I wriggled and shook from the pleasure, but my reaction did nothing to slow him down. If anything, it delighted him.

Just as I started to feel light headed, he stopped and gave one last, gentle kiss on my shoulder before backing away and releasing his hand from my neck. The second I took in air, every bit of pleasure I felt became amplified. The rush was intoxicating. I wanted more.

I let out a whine in protest, which awarded me a good smack on my ass in response.

"I-I want more." I practically pleaded.

I heard a low chuckle from behind me.

"That's not what I ordered you to say." he said, spanking me again, "I told you," I felt another spank, "if you're good," and another, "I'll reward you."

I muffled my moans as best as I could as I felt him spank me again. My face felt hot as there was a brief pause. I barely was able to get out a word as I tried to focus and compose myself.

I heard his footsteps circle around me, his fingers gliding across my skin from my back, to my side, and up from my abdomen to my chin.

"I can't hear you, little one." he said softly in front of me, his voice as smooth as silk as he tilted my chin upwards.

I swallowed as goosebumps ran across my body.

"Thank you, sir." I managed to whisper.

I heard him let out a low growl before I felt his lips crash into mine. Our tongues danced with each other's as he deepened the kiss, while his hands wandered down to my breasts. Suddenly, I felt his fingers give my nipples a playful tug, causing me to moan loudly into his mouth as he continued to kiss me. The man was practically torturing me, but I was loving every second of it. Still, I felt it was only fair to give him a little something in return.

'If you wanna play rough, two can play at that game.' I thought.

As we kissed, I gave his bottom lip a bite as I pulled away slightly, before releasing and giving him a playful smirk in defiance.

I heard him let out a soft chuckle before I felt his hand grip the back of my hair, pulling it back.

"Aren't we feisty." he said amusingly.

I let out a giggle.

"I couldn't help myself." I teased. But before I could say more, the tingling sensation in my arms started to become noticeable, "I think my arms are starting to fall asle-." I started to say, but was interrupted by a loud click and cutting sound, causing my arms to quickly fall in front of me, though they were still tied together. I then felt Aizawa scoop me up into his arms before setting me on the bed.

"I don't need you on your feet to discipline you." he said as I heard him step away before hearing rustling in the background. I couldn't quite make out what it the world it was, but it sounded metallic and crumbling.

As I heard him approach, I began to squirm, trying to get the ties off of my wrists, prompting him to hold them away on the bed with one hand.

"Now, now," he said, "be a good girl and keep those on."

Before I could fuss, I felt his mouth consume my right breast, his tongue swirling around my nipple, tantalizing me. My back arched as he sucked and teased me, making me moan even louder. Suddenly, my other nipple was met with something freezing and wet. I gasped as I felt what was likely a small ice cube, circling my nipple, causing me to wriggle around even more. Despite that, he kept a firm grip on me as he switched his mouth from one breast to the other, warming the skin while cooling the other. The dramatic shift in temperature made me shiver, as the line between pain and pleasure became blurred even more than I already thought possible.

The build was also becoming increasingly difficult to ignore. It was like Aizawa was awakening something else within me, driving me up the wall in the best way possible.

I felt his mouth then start to travel from my breasts and down south. I quickly noticed that I no longer felt he ice cube anymore.

'Did it completely melt already?' I thought.

"Oh, and one more thing" I heard Aizawa say as he spread my legs apart, his breath barely gracing my skin, "You're not allowed to come until I say so."

"Wha-" I was about to protest, but Aizawa's head was in between my legs, and his tongue already at work on my swollen clit. It felt so fucking good, I was already on the verge of giving in to the pleasure. I didn't know how I was going to be able to deny it. I tried to scoot myself away to give myself a break, but Aizawa's hands grabbed my hips and pulled me back towards him. As his tongue swirled around me faster and faster, I felt myself bucking to his rhythm. I could feel the knot within me growing and growing as my heart raced.

Then I felt a slight hint of cold liquid trickle from his tongue, sending a shock wave through my body.

'Does he have the ice cube in his mouth?!'

Feeling the icy trickle of water mixed with the welcoming feeling of his lips and tongue was almost too much for me to take. I could feel my thighs quaking from the rush.

"I...I...," I squeaked out as I felt myself shaking.

I heard him let out an amused hum as he backed away.

"Yes?" he asked, his voice low, as I felt his finger gently rub against my bud, causing my legs to close and tense up, hoping it would prolong the thrill. At this point, he was just toying with me now.

"I'm close." I somehow managed to say as my voice got caught up in my throat.

I heard him move and then the clicking from, what sounded like, him unbuckling his belt, followed by the rustling of clothes. I tried to catch my breath in the meantime as he prepped himself for me.

"What do you want?" he asked, his voice purring into my ear as he climbed on top of me. I could feel the tip of his cock rubbing up against my wet core, teasing me little by little. Fucking tease. I moaned again as I tried to lift my hips towards him, but he pulled away, not allowing me to have him that easily.

"Say it." he whispered into my ear before nipping at my neck.

I felt my voice hitch from frustration. I couldn't take it anymore.

"I want you to fuck me!" I pleaded loudly.

He let out a low chuckle before obliging, thrusting himself inside me until he was all the way in. He gave me a moment to adjust, but once I did, my body began to move up and down his length. It was like my body was beyond impatient and wanted him, tightness be damned.

I wanted him. All of him.

Now.

I heard him groan in response to my impulsive reaction, before he started picking up the pace.

"Remember," he said, his voice gritty, "Don't come."

He continued to pound into me, faster and faster, increasing the knot I was feeling deep within me. It was almost borderline cruel. The rush was making my head spin as he continued to ravish my body. Despite being physically overwhelmed, I wanted to see him and connect with him at this moment.

As I motioned to remove my blindfold, Aizawa lifted me up onto his lap in a straddle. Now that I was on top of him, he moved my tied wrists over and around his neck.

"Not yet." he said through gritted teeth, "Not until I say."

He grabbed onto the sides of my hips and pulled me into him, slowing the thrusts but making them harder, as his mouth greeted my breasts again.

My moans echoed through the room as he continued to fuck me. My body felt exhausted from the intensity and I honestly felt like I was going to collapse at any moment.

"I wanna..." I said, my voice tired and breathy, "I wanna come."

"Beg." he growled into my ear as he continued to pull me in, making me take all of him over and over again.

I didn't hesitant.

"Please!" I begged him, "Please let me come!"

He picked up the pace and my moans became hitched in my throat, with nothing but the sounds of our bodies crashing into each other's echoing throughout the room. I then felt him take off my blindfold, letting me take him in with my eyes right before I was ready to climax. And as I arrived to my high, I heard and felt Aizawa racing to ride that high with me as he let out a moan. The release was so intense, my moans turned into screams as my entire body shook. I felt tears on the sides of my eyes as the orgasm seized my entire body. I felt Aizawa hold onto me tighter as surges of pleasure made him buck into me several more times before we both released all our tension and collapsed onto one another.

Then, stillness.

All that could be heard for awhile was our panting as we tried to catch our breath.

"I love you." he whispered to me.

I smiled.

"I love you, too."