Aizawa stood like a sentinel over his sleeping intended. You had started as just another victim, a means for him to feed himself, but now he was obsessed. There was something about you that drew him in. He couldn’t leave you alone. He couldn’t let you live life without him. Even if you didn’t know he existed..yet.

His finger trailed along your thigh to rouse you from your sleep.

“Time to wake up kitten, time for me to worship you.”