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The Forbidden Lesson - part 2
Aizawa’s car is as neat and minimalist as the man himself.
You slide into the passenger seat, feeling a mix of anticipation and nerves.
As you fasten your seatbelt, you remind yourself to stay focused on maintaining professional boundaries.
The drive to your apartment is filled with charged silence, punctuated by meaningful glances that convey more than words could ever express.
The tension in the car is palpable, but neither of you makes any move to break it as you both become lost in thought.
As Aizawa pulls up in front of your building, he kills the engine and turns to face you.
His dark eyes hold yours with an intensity that takes your breath away.
“You’re different from the others, YN,” he says softly, his gaze fixed on the road ahead.
His words resonate deep within you, as he goes on to open up about his impressions of your intellect and passion for teaching.
It becomes increasingly clear that he is drawn to these qualities in you, finding them unique among your colleagues.
At your apartment building, Aizawa parks the car but makes no move to leave.
The tension in the air is palpable as both of you sit, neither making a move to end the night.
The atmosphere inside the car becomes heavy with unspoken desire and the promise of something more.
Your heart pounds in your chest as you gather the courage to break the silence.
“Would you like to come up for a coffee?” you ask hesitantly, unable to hide the nervous excitement in your voice.
Aizawa’s eyes meet yours, and in that moment, everything becomes crystal clear.
He wants this too, the air between you sizzling with unspoken attraction.
“I’d like that,” Aizawa replies, his dark eyes promising more than just a cup of coffee as he steps out of the car.
As you both enter your apartment, the anticipation is almost unbearable.
You fumble with the keys, desperate to release the tension building between you.
Finally, the door opens, and Aizawa follows you inside, closing the door behind him with a soft click that echoes throughout the room.
The atmosphere in your apartment is electric as you both stand facing each other, neither one making the first move.
The silence is deafening until it’s broken by the sound of your breathing - quick and shallow as desire courses through your veins.
Without saying a word, Aizawa takes a step towards you, closing the gap between you with a slow, deliberate movement.
He reaches out to cup your face in his hands, his fingers tracing the contours of your cheekbones as he brings his lips close to yours.
The contact is electric as his lips brush against yours, sending shivers down your spine.
You lean into him, returning his kiss with a passion that surprises even you.
It’s like nothing you’ve ever experienced before - an all-consuming fire that threatens to engulf you both in its flames.
Aizawa’s hands move down your body, gently caressing your curves as he explores every inch of your skin.
You can feel his desire growing with each touch, each kiss becoming more fervent and passionate than the last.
The anticipation of what’s to come is enough to drive you wild, your body aching for more as you pull him closer still.
You reach up to unbutton his shirt, revealing the taut muscles beneath.
You run your hands over his chest, feeling the heat radiating from his skin and the power contained within it.
Aizawa moans softly at your touch, his fingers digging into your lower back as he deepens the kiss even further.
As you continue to explore each other’s bodies, you begin to undress one another - slowly, deliberately, each piece of clothing revealing more and more skin until there is nothing left between you.
Aizawa’s eyes roam over your naked body, taking in every curve with a mix of hunger and admiration.
He grabs you by the hips, pulling you towards him as he lifts you off the ground effortlessly.
You wrap your legs around his waist, feeling his hardness against your core, sending shockwaves of pleasure through your entire body.
Aizawa carries you to your bedroom, laying you down on the soft sheets with a gentleness that belies the raw passion simmering between you.
He positions himself above you, his eyes never leaving yours as he begins to kiss and nibble at your neck, trailing a path of fire down towards your breasts.
As he takes one nipple into his mouth, sucking and teasing it with his tongue, you let out a gasp that’s half pleasure, half pain.
Your body arches involuntarily as Aizawa lavishes attention on each breast in turn, his touch both tender and demanding at the same time.
His hands move to your hips once more, gently pulling you towards him as he begins to explore the wetness between your legs with feather-light strokes.
You moan softly, your body responding eagerly to each touch.
The anticipation is almost unbearable now, your need for release growing stronger by the second.
Aizawa’s fingers find their target, and you let out a guttural cry as he begins to stroke and tease you mercilessly.
Each touch sends shockwaves of pleasure through your body, bringing you closer and closer to the edge.
As you both reach the peak of passion, Aizawa leans down, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers dirty words that send shivers down your spine.
You feel yourself on the verge of orgasm, but just as the wave is about to break, Aizawa pulls back, leaving you wanting more.
Gazing into each other’s eyes, both of you are left breathless and eager for what comes next.
The anticipation of where this passion will lead is almost too much to bear, but you know that the journey is just beginning.
In your apartment, the air crackles with unspoken desires.
Aizawa’s tall figure seems to fill the small space, making your heart race.
You feel nervous as you make coffee for Aizawa, the tension between you palpable.
Your hands tremble slightly as you pour the coffee into two cups, trying not to spill any.
The aroma of freshly brewed coffee fills the room and somehow adds to the excitement.
As you pass Aizawa his cup, your fingers brush against his, sending a jolt through both of you.
You can’t help but linger for a moment, gazing into his dark eyes as he takes a sip of his coffee.
In the dim light, his eyes look almost black, their intensity making it difficult to breathe.
Aizawa sets down his cup on the counter and turns towards you, placing both hands on your waist.
“YN, there’s something…,” he begins, his voice a deep rumble that sends shivers down your spine.
You can feel his desire emanating from him in waves, making it impossible to deny the attraction between you.
“I know,” you whisper, your eyes locked on his.
“I feel it too.” Your heart is pounding in your chest as you say those words, acknowledging the mutual attraction that has been simmering beneath the surface for weeks now.
Aizawa’s lips are on yours before either of you can think twice, and the kiss is hungry, passionate, and all-consuming.
Your body responds eagerly as his hands explore your curves, gently caressing every inch of your skin, uncovering each secret spot that sends you into a spiral of pleasure.
You moan softly against Aizawa’s lips as he trails kisses down the column of your neck, his fingers teasing your hardened nipples through your clothes.
Your body feels like it’s on fire, and every touch from Aizawa is a new source of heat that spreads through you.
Aizawa’s lips continue their journey downwards, and he gently pushes aside the fabric covering your breasts, revealing them to his hungry gaze.
His eyes darken as he takes in the sight of your hardened nipples, and without hesitation, he leans down to take one into his mouth, sucking and teasing it with his tongue.
You gasp at the sensation, arching your back as Aizawa lavishes attention on each breast, switching between gentle caresses and more demanding touches that leave you wanting more.
Your body is aching for release now, but you know that this is only the beginning of what promises to be a night of unbridled passion.
Aizawa’s hands move lower, his fingers finding their way into your pants.
You let out a guttural moan as he begins to stroke and tease your wet folds, building up an intense crescendo that leaves you on the verge of orgasm.
Each touch sends shockwaves through your body, and it’s all you can do to hold back from falling over the edge.
As Aizawa senses your impending climax, he pulls back slightly, prolonging the pleasure and leaving you wanting more.
You meet his gaze, eyes promising more as your heart races in anticipation of what is yet to come.
The passion between you has only just begun, and this slow burn is taking you both higher with every touch, glance, and whispered word.
In a moment that seems to last an eternity, Aizawa leans down to claim your lips once more, his desire evident in the ferocity of his kiss.
You respond eagerly, your hands exploring his body as you desperately seek more contact, more heat, and more connection with this man who has awakened something within you that cannot be ignored or denied.
“We should…,” Aizawa begins, but you cut him off with a passionate kiss.
“Yes, we should,” you agree, your eyes promising more as the night continues to unfold in an intoxicating mix of desire, passion, and unspoken connection that defies words.