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Shouta was going to murder Hizashi as soon as they got home. There was no denying it, he would be a widower after tonight. He had been bribed into announcing the second year sports festival. The year before made sense when he was covered in bandages but this time, he'd been offered a kitten in exchange for doing this.
So here he was watching his problem class participate while he sat stiff as a board trying to not give anything away. Anything being the vibrating plug he was sitting on as it sat just this side off of being held against his prostate.
He was trying hard to keep his voice even, but the sharp toothy smirks Hizashi sent his way told him it wasn't working. Perhaps it was to the people who knew him, but his husband and best friend who has known him for over half their lives at this point? Yeah, he wasn't fooling him in the slightest.
"We're gonna take a short break while we fix up the field," Hizashi said into the mic. "You students take a rest and we'll be back in fifteen!"
As soon as the mics were turned off and the windows darkened, Shouta slumped back on his chair only to gasp and moan as the plug adjusted to where it was pressed firmly against his prostate. He tried to sit back up, only to have Hizashi's hand on him shoulder firmly keeping him in place.
"You almost slipped up a few times," the blonde taunted him. "I thought for sure one of your problem children noticed."
He whined softly, panting at the feeling. It was getting hard to do anything besides think and feel with that pressure against him. The light vibrations that were driving him insane. It was only made worse when Hizashi pulled out the remote and made Shouta watch as the vibrations were increased. He cried out, gripping the arm rests of the chair.
"What do you have to say Sho?"
"Mmm.... Zaa... Zashiiiii...."
"What was that?" Shouta grabbed his scarf and bit down to stop himself from screaming as it was turned up again to the highest setting. "Shouta, answer me."
He panted as it was suddenly switched back to low, slumping even further down. He looked up with Hizashi, tears running down his face from the overstimulation. An answer... what was the question again? His head was getting fuzzy...
"H-hard," he mumbled.
"Oh, I know you are. My dumb little kitten only thinks with his dick. But I asked you a question. Think hard for me, Kitten."
He was trying but he couldn't... was it something about his kids? Yeah, that sounded right. Hizashi had said something about them.
"K-kids," he mumbled.
"Yeah. I asked what you have to say about your kids almost finding out you're a little slut."
He just hummed before Hizashi's foot moved to perch on the chair between Shouta's legs. The toe of his boot pressed against the man's cock, Shouta crying from the stimulation and pressure. It hurt so good and fuck he wanted to cum so bad.
"You have teen minutes to get yourself off," Hizashi told him. "Or you have to wait for the lunch hour. But no using your hands."
He whimpered as he tried shifting in his seat to get the plug back on his prostate. Unfortunately, Hizashi's foot prevented that. It left him trembling and quietly begging Hizashi for more.
A knock at the door got both of their attention, Hizashi spinning Shouta around so he couldn't be seen. Shouta sat there, squirming before a soft hiss of, "don't move," was whispered in his ear. He stilled, letting his head droop forward.
He heard the door open before Hizashi's voice said, "Hey Midoriya, is everything alright?"
"Yeah," came the answer. "Is Mr Aizawa in here?"
"Lazy bones is napping again. Can I help you with something?"
"I just... he sounded off. We just wanted to make sure he was okay."
"Yeah, his arrangement site for his leg is giving him trouble. I'll make sure he goes to Recovery Girl during lunch."
There was a pause before Midoriya said, "Tell him we hope he feels better. And that he is allowed to take a break from his prosthetic."
Hizashi chuckled, giving reassurances that he would before closing the door again. Shouta listened to the footsteps, his fingers curling into fists as he waited for permission to be able to move.
"Alright, kitten," Hizashi said, running his fingers over Shouta's arms. He could feel goosebumps popping up even with the layer of his hero costume between them. "You can move again. You have three minutes."
Shouta whimpered, shifting as his fingers moved towards his cock to rub it before Hizashi's hand wrapped around his wrist. He could feel himself give a full bodied sob of desperation. He needed to get off so bad. It was no longer a want, it was a need.
"Aww, is my kitten getting desperate?" Hizashi asked as he turned up the vibrator again. "You're going to cum from the vibrator alone or not at all."
Shouta moaned, his jaw dropping as he shifted just barely before it began pressing against his prostate. It was both too good and not enough. He needed more. He begged Hizashi for more.
Hizashi turned it up just before the alarm on the blond's phone rang. He let out a sob as the vibrator was turned all the way off. He looked up at Hizashi in desperation, silently begging for more. He needed to get off. He was so close. He was almost there and now...
"Guess you'll have to wait until lunch time, kitten," Hizashi said with a beaming smile as he took his seat. "Don't worry, I'll handle most of the MC-ing this round while you recover."
Written by a human in Ellipsus.