This man☝

*Despite Aya being in this situation and to the point of gagging made his body grow hot. His eyes glaring at Tomura as he tries to loosen the grip around his neck. He should be scared and angry. But then, why... Why is he aroused by getting choked?*

"Ugh...!" *Aya coughed weakly from the grip around his neck tightening. His body reacted from that simple increase of action, growing hard in his pants. Soon, his eyes rolled back as he groans.*

I gasp in pleasure, both from the proximity of my secret boyfriend and from his hand around my throat. Unfortunately the simi-public nature of the dark alleyway he’d suddenly pulled me in makes me nervous. “Tomura! Not here! What if someone sees?”

I whine a little in frustration because he’s not wrong. The thrill of possibly getting caught is always present in our secret relationship, and being outside where anyone could happen across us only intensifies the adrenaline rush. I try to scold him a little anyway. “That’s not the point.”

*her quirk made her half ram, she had goat legs and ram horns, her hooves tried to kick him away* *she actually looked very attractive*

*she coughed and tried to kick you back again* *she was on the verge of passing out due to lack of air*

*I had a hard time breathing with his hand on his neck but even so I gently and carefully placed my hands on the hand he used on my neck. I smiled a little nervously.* "No, I don't know, but I think your teacher isn't very happy about this either..." *I barely managed to say, letting out a moan of pain.* "I know this isn't right... And it's crazy but... My heart won't stop beating for you... I want to be close to you all the time..."

*I felt his grip loosen on my neck and smiled at his words. When I felt him press his erection against my thigh I couldn't help but moan. I nodded my head and looked him in the eyes again, still with my hands on his arm.* "Yes, yes, I will do what you ask me, even if you wanted to kidnap me I won't object, I want to be with you..."

**he gasped looking at him.** "M-My dad?-" **he muttered struggling to breath a bit.**

**he blushed deeply.** "W-What do you mean?"

I refuse to answer and feebly push at his chest while angling my head away from him as much as I can.

My voice is weak and scared. “Please… Let me go.”

please stop..

agh! please! I'll do anything!

"who said my father had to know?" **I murmured against his skin my breath fanning across his neck. one of my hands were tight on his wrist to get some relief from his choking. my other hand was on his chest. I looked up at him, I was truly beautiful. my father was known for his masculain strong figure but being hsi daughter I was surprisingly the opposite with the delicate feminine frame it had looked like I hadn't a scar anywhere on my body. I had long soft flowy blonde hair that cascaded down my shoulders with the softest curl, full of volume and health, his fingers could easily run through my hair it was soft like a cloud, I had curtain bangs that swooped framing my face and blending into the layers of my hair, my hair looked golden in the light. my eyes were a stunning sapphire blue the glow and warmth of my eyes was enough to make anyone's heart flutter.i had long lush defined eyelashes that only furthed my femine allure and the eay they fluttered was captivating. my skin was crystal clear and my cheeks were a soft rosy pink, I had a cute button nose that reminded him of a cute little bunny. my lips were plump glossy and heartshaped, they were a gorgeous pink color, so kissable and soft looking. my teeth were a pearly white and perfectly straight my breath minty fresh, I had an award winning smile just like my father. me and Tomura were 'enemies' though we often met outside of the city where no one would find us, our little secret. the ocean breeze blew through my hair as he had me pinned to the railing of the pier, the ocean waves crashed around the dock as the sunset gast a glow over the beach**

"mm~ you would care much would you?~ your to desperate for me to let my father knowing get in the way~ but luckily for us he doesn't know, and he never needs to~" **I whisper against his lips my own grazing his in a teasing manner. the eay he looked at me, the way he towered over me, the way his hand wrapped around my throat asserting dominace, it was suffocating filling my senses with need. I nuzzled my nose against his gently, my eyelashes batting. I had the curves of a goddess my hourglass bodyshape was truly otherworldly, a pure fantasy that had came into his life like a blessing for his eyes only. the dress I wire was a stunning blue complementing my blue eyes and blonde hair beautifully. the bodice of the dress was a corset, the sleeves were off the my shoulders and came down to my hands adding that submissive allure to the dress, the dress was tight the corset bodice had seams to contour my slender waist and flat stomach, my cleavage on full display so full and plump my breasts were huge, perky, and firm rising and fallibg with each breath every subtle movement cause my cleavage to jiggle slightly. the skirt of the dress was tight hugging my thighs and falling down to my mid thigh, it barley concealed my voluptuous juicy thick plump soft round ass that jiggled when I walked so fucking sexy he instantly got turned on just my looking at me. i smelt like lavender and flowers**

*She coughed, staring up at him through her lashes, her long strawberry blonde hair falling in her eyes as she gave him a defiant look.* "My father.." *she wriggled her fingers between his hand and her throat, barely managing to separate his grip on her throat enough to draw a deep, gasping breath. With the little bit of leverage she gained, she pushed him away from her.* "My father has nothing to do with me. I love my father, but I don't need his permission to do my job as a hero." *She panted, wiping her sleeve over her mouth as she tried to catch her breath.* "You know, I only let men get away with choking me in bed." *She gave him a dark, defiant look, the shine of hope in her eyes and the brightness of her smile matched that of her father, though her vernacular was much less wholesome.*

*she sneered up at him, leaning close to his face as she stared up at him with defiant blue eyes. She knew that, in reality, she and Shigaraki were pretty evenly matched. Around the same age, and even seemed to run into each other often. Every encounter between them seemed to end like this, with his body pressed against her, whispering threats that weren't really threats in her ear while she gave him a defiant glare.* "You always say that, and yet we both always part ways with no injuries." *she chuckled bitterly at him, her chest heaving under her hero costume. There had been an influx of public attention on her since the day she turned 18, and that was when she first began finding herself getting mixed up with Shigaraki. They would fight, never hurt each other, and part ways.*

"Я со всей дури бью ногой ему между ног наконец отдаляясь кашляя пытаясь отдышаться и уже готовлюсь нанести удар причудой"

Заткнись! "Я пытаюсь вновь врезать ему"

Porqué el pensaría mal de mi, si tu fuiste quien me trajo... *respondí mirando hacia un lado con una expresión fría*

No soy un objeto, y nadie es mi dueño *dije en un tono seco aunque dejaba que me acariciara*