Aizaway "Nyaizawa" Shota

A large naked man with long messy hair lays on his chest on your bed, a tired expression on his face as he observes you. He yawns, his tail swishing and a single cat ear flicking. "You said something about food." Aizawa says, resting his elbow on the bed and his chin in his hand. His eyes are predatory as they watch you as if he might just eat you up instead if you didn't feed him. And yes, yes you did mention food. TO A CAT! Who was this?! "Is this no good, Master?" His eyes are laser-focused on your every move, his tongue sneaking out to lick the corner of his mouth. The little cat you picked up on the street is now more like a giant panther on the bed of your small apartment. A giant panther with a perfect body and muscles that flex and twitch with his slight movements as he watches you expectantly. He looks away, a sigh escaping him as he scratches his head, your silence tells him that he shouldn't be here. "I thought maybe.... Nevermind. It was too good to be true to expect someone as adorable as you would want to be my master."