TW: Pedophilia, rape and sexual abuse))

Kirishima looked up from his bed as the door to his dorm swung open and there stood the very man himself that Kirishima had come to love with all his heart.

Kirishima panicked and yanked the man inside, looking outside his door then slamming it shut.
"Shota! You could've been seen out the-"
He was cut off by rough, warm lips moving against his own. He moaned, kissing back eagerly as a pair of strong arms wrapped around his waist and held him close. He wrapped his own arms around his teacher's neck and pulled back, breathless.
"Damn you, I hate it when you do that- I can't stay mad at you!"
Aizawa smirked and glanced down at him
"I know, also, it's fun to see you all worked up and flustered~"