what about
trans!Hizashi (Present Mic) tho. like.. yes please…
Aizawa grits his teeth, looking down at the almost painful curve of Hizashi’s back, offering up his ass, rim reddened and pouty as it stretches slowly, slowly, slowly around Aizawa’s cock.
He has one hand on the back of Hizashi’s head, fingers curled tight into the long, blond hair, but Hizashi is whimpering and he can’t find it in him to press him any tighter into the pillow to keep him silent.
“Shhh,” he whispers, trying his damndest to go slow; to not fuck Hizashi like he needs to, in an effort to keep his crying at a minimum. “All’s good. All’s good, shhh,” he mumbles, words slurring, chest burning at the feel of Hizashi impossibly tight on his cock.
The problem is how sensitive Hizashi is, he supposes.
His hips stutter and Hizashi’s breath hitches and then he jerks back out because he can’t help it, and Hizashi wails, hips lifting, offering himself up, needing the fill of Aizawa’s cock, and damn can this man get loud.