[He has to eat a fucking meal, that's how he can earn it-- or something, Toshinori isn't particularly bursting with ideas that aren't Aizawa getting what he wants anyway, for how increasingly filthy each one is. He's stuck somewhere between wanting to undress what's left of Aizawa's outfit with his teeth and wanting Aizawa to turn the tables on him with that cloth of his again, and god, if those aren't incredibly different ends of this spectrum--]
I'll be back before you know it, [is what he says, assuming that Aizawa may return to file papers at a desk this afternoon but will come back here, as eager to spend time with him - grinding or no - as Toshinori is.
And wouldn't that be nice? Sure, if he came home from patrolling to find Aizawa back and waiting for him, tousled and eager and wanting the way he is right now, that would be a sight to behold-- maybe he'd wear Toshinori's shirt and nothing else, but he won't--
Honestly, he could be passed out with the TV on and Toshinori would still be delighted to see him, but his domestic fantasies are a little at odds with the way he's still grinding against Aizawa. New idea: they just do this, nobody goes to work...]
If you can't think of anything, you'll just have to owe me.
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I'll be back before you know it, [is what he says, assuming that Aizawa may return to file papers at a desk this afternoon but will come back here, as eager to spend time with him - grinding or no - as Toshinori is.
And wouldn't that be nice? Sure, if he came home from patrolling to find Aizawa back and waiting for him, tousled and eager and wanting the way he is right now, that would be a sight to behold-- maybe he'd wear Toshinori's shirt and nothing else, but he won't--
Honestly, he could be passed out with the TV on and Toshinori would still be delighted to see him, but his domestic fantasies are a little at odds with the way he's still grinding against Aizawa. New idea: they just do this, nobody goes to work...]
If you can't think of anything, you'll just have to owe me.