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It started with a drink.
Ochako hadn't had a particularly good patrol that day. She ended up getting cussed out by a rude man and then catcalled by multiple others. She almost got crushed by debris and she felt like she needed to lay down and sleep for hours. Being a heroine was a bold decision, most women are sexualized in any field and especially in the hero field.
Sometimes she wondered if she should've taken the construction route...
Ding!
She checked her phone, realizing her paycheck had arrived. Seeing all that money slowly pour into her account she quickly remembered why she had become a hero. It paid really well. And she needed to help her family back in the past. Ochako couldn't be more grateful for the job but seriously her patience got tested more often than she'd like.
That horrible patrol was the reason she found herself at the bar, waiting for the bartender to get to her. She wasn't stupid enough to wear her hero suit out and especially nothing revealing. She knew she was attractive and that was being modest. She was constantly hit on and while flattering it was annoying sometimes. Even then, she found herself hit on by atleast someone.
She sighed, feeling the weight of the day really pressing down on her now.
"May I get you anything?" Someone's voice, a feminine one, was suddenly close to her. The bar music suddenly felt far away. Her instinct was going off but when she looked back all she saw was a woman with space buns under a hoodie.
Surely a stranger wasn't that dangerous. Though Ochako wasn't stupid. A stranger could be a villain in disguise trying to get her vulnerable. Unfortunately for her instinct, she was very stressed lately and she was hoping to get laid.
Ochako stared at her, accessing the danger potential, feeling the weight of her presence and the piercing golden yellow of their eyes that she felt like she should've run away. It was very alluring at the same time though. It wasn't like she should've judged just yet. She didn't want to feed into the stigmatism of quirks that look dangerous. It was completely plausible that it was just the quirk that made the woman look so dangerous.
Plus...
It had been a really long time since she had someone she was genuinely interested in. The girl was very attractive. She shouldn't have been melting so fast for this complete stranger but her heart ignored her protests. She still felt like she was being watched by a predator that would eat her soul or all of her.
Yet she didn't. She felt almost allured by the person, like the danger of the woman was pulling her along like a magnet.
I mean, if she felt safe enough to stay in place, surely she'll be fine?
"Y–yes you can." Ochako knew she was blushing. She was always a sucker for a pretty girl or guy. Stuttering was the worst thing she could've possibly done too...
The woman chuckled, a glimpse of fangs that were highlighted by the bar light caught her attention now. "You're so cute." The woman grinned, her fangs on full display and Ochako felt like her world was spinning. What was wrong with her? She had been barely complimented.
She tried to break through the sudden clouding in her head and spoke. "You're not too bad yourself." She helplessly leaned on the bar counter, needing some stability. She felt like she may fall over.
The woman dropped her hood exposing the her head and face better. Pale skin and dark circles were under her eyes that were that beautiful golden yellow with slits that made Ochako feel like prey. God how long had it been since she was with someone? She felt almost desperate.
"Really?" The woman spoke again, leaning closer. "Do you really think I'm cute?" She had a smile, it should've been almost eerie but Ochako just wanted to know more about her.
She wanted to blurt out that she wasn't cute but instead unbelievably beautiful although her mouth and brain didn't connect. "The cutest girl in the world." Ochako gasped, quickly covered her mouth and turned away. She was blushing so badly. And she didn't even have alcohol in her. "Sorry..."
"Don't apologize. I'm glad you like how I look." The woman tilted Ochako's face so they met eyes and pulled one of her hands away from her mouth. "Himiko Toga. You?"
Ochako stared at those eyes, full of soul and she felt a small smile make it's way onto her face. "Ochako Uraraka."
The woman, Ochako now knew was Toga, chuckled and let go of her. "So," she began, leaning on her hand. "Can I get you that drink?"
"Yeah. I would like that."
"So you seemed stressed? Did you have some trouble today?" Toga had started a conversation with Ochako soon after they had gotten a few drinks in each other. Ochako had a couple beers while Toga had two margaritas.
Ochako sighed deeply, chugging her probably fourth beer. "You have no idea." Her speech was slightly slurred and she felt like she was on cloud nine.
Toga hummed with a hint of sympathy. "If you want to talk about it I'll listen?" The blonde girl probed and Ochako only slightly hesitated before sighing and giving in. She really did need someone to talk about other than Bakugo and Tsuyu.
"Well, I keep getting catcalled,"
"I understand why but I can imagine that's frustrating."
"Yes and as a female hero—"
"You're a hero?"
"Heroine, but yes."
"Makes sense. You look so strong and your figure is incredible."
Ochako couldn't help her smile. "Thank you. As I was saying, as a female hero, I'm often underestimated or sexualized." She sighed at just the thought of it. "It's really stressful and I especially don't like dealing with... Assholes. They're always being so rude and it just feels so annoying." She took another swig of her drink. "I'm not sure you'd understand, but you could understand the part about men being annoying right?"
"Yes of course. They're so entitled."
Ochako let a goofy grin grow on her face. Toga looked almost ethereal in the bar lights, or maybe it was the fact that she was excessively drunk that made her feel that way. "You listen so well..." She laid her head down on the counter.
Toga's hand came to cradle her face, brushing hard past her ear. "Of course i would listen to you. You're such a good view too. There's no reason to not listen." Ochako felt her face flush with both the alcohol and growing arousal. Toga was so flattering and just felt like a shoulder to lean on.
"Yeah." She sat up, leaning on Toga now. "You're just flattering me now."
"Is it obvious?" Toga grinned down on her and Ochako wanted to test the sharpness of those fangs again her tongue.
"Yeah. It's almost like you're trying to get with me tonight." She leaned close, pressing her chest against Toga's side.
"Maybe i am?" Toga chuckled, her eyes opening again. "Is it working?"
"Have you ever been told that you're so charming?" Ochako's voice grew into a whisper and she laid her head in Toga's chest. She felt almost cold but warm at the same time. The feeling addicting and Ochako wanted to feel it without the barrier of clothes separating them.
Toga had grinned further and pulled her hood up again. "I think I can recall being told that a few times..." She trailed off, pulling Ochako closer and her hands roamed her thighs without restraint.
Ochako looked away, trying to save face and hide the way the heat had spread to her ears and down to her core. She was a pro hero for All Might's sake! Why was she allowing her need for touch cloud her judgement? She was bigger than Toga too, and yet she was being manhandled, or better said womanhandled, so easily. It was practically impressive how she was melting and bending to Toga's will as if she couldn't just separate herself.
"I feel like I'm being manipulated..." Ochako managed to mumble out, feeling her thighs almost tremble at the featherlight touch of Toga's fingers. She was being bent to her will with such ease...
Toga chuckled almost manically, laying her head on Ochako's plush chest and looked up at her with those eyes... "Is it really manipulation if you're allowing it to happen despite knowing what it is?" She slipped a hand under Ochako's shirt, almost forcing a whimper from the cold touch.
Ochako could barely think. She knew she was being so easy right now, this was almost completely unlike her. "I-i guess not..?" But it had been years. Years since she felt this way and need to be touched.
"You look so cute..." Toga grinned, her smile was psychotic to a regular person but her touch was soft and deliberate that completely contradicted how dangerous she looked. Ochako felt like she may just melt from nothing. The arm around her waist was soon squeezed and she was pulled closer. The alcohol and tension building was almost too much and she had to push herself away from Toga.
"I'm sorry, i-i just need to breathe." Ochako fanned herself though she was still in Toga's lap.
Toga simply nodded understandingly. "I won't push for anything you don't want." Her touch became comforting, rubbing circles into Ochako's hips.
Ochako hadn't met someone so respectful in years other than her friends but she never had an experience with them like this. "Thank you." She felt so good. She just didn't want to have something so intimate exposed out in the open. She glanced around the bar, feeling embarrassed for her position right now.
"Do you want to get out of here?"
Ochako glanced at Toga with surprise. She hadn't expected to have been looked at so carefully that her hesitation was noticed. "W-what?" She felt like she needed clarification that she wasn't imagining this. She was still drunk after all.
Toga's eyes softened almost, and she pulled Ochako closer though this was comforting. "I asked if you wanted to get out of here. Nobody would want such a treat to be exposed to just anyone." She sounded almost possessive and that made Ochako giggle.
"You sound possessive and you met me maybe 2 hours ago." She placed her hand on Toga's shoulder.
"What can I say?" Toga smirked, "I want to care for something delicately and show my appreciation for it." Her eyes seemed to sharpen more as she looked Ochako up and down. It made her shiver subconsciously.
"Yeah. Let's go." She removed herself off of Toga, suddenly her legs feeling wobbly. She had forgotten she was drunk. Her body was barely cooperating.
"That'll be...—yen"
Ochako glanced to see Toga paying the tab and remembered that she had said she was paying for her. What a gentlewoman.
"Alright you ready to go?" Toga sounded up best and anticipation was clearly written in her posture.
Ochako chuckled, grabbing Toga's hand. "You really paid the tab?"
"I did say I was buying you a drink now didn't I?" Toga pointed out pretty clearly. Maybe Ochako just hadn't met a person like her yet. She had many past hookups that ended up bad or left her unsatisfied.
"Yeah. You did say that." She let her goofy smile take over again and leaned on Toga for support.
"Not to be pushy but... Do you want to go to your house or a hotel?" Toga inquired, it was a good question too.
Ochako did want to hook up, she hadn't done anything in months for stress relief. Even if she was alone. A hotel may be inconvenient, but bringing someone to her house may be unsafe...
"You're not a serial killer right?"
"Do you think I am?"
Ochako shook her head.
"Then trust your gut." Toga hadn't necessarily answered the question but Ochako was both too worked up and too drunk to think about that.
"My house then. I'll call a cab." Ochako continued to lean on Toga as she pulled out her phone to order that cab. She also trusted her instincts enough that she hoped she was making the right choice. After ordering the cab she put her phone away. She stared up at the sky and the starry night, leaning heavily on Toga and suddenly burst into giggles. God she was so drunk. And going home with someone. She hadn't expected to go home with anyone since her options hadn't been particularly good for weeks.
Toga looked down at her, brushing hair away from her face gently. "What's so funny?" She tilted her head curiously and the arm on Ochako's waist tightened and pulled her closer momentarily.
"I-it's nothing. I'm just laughing at how I'm going home with someone after having such a bad day. I haven't had a hook up in ages, much less a good one." Ochako wiped her eyes, smiling softly now up at Toga. "Thank you for listening to me earlier."
Ochako wanted to believe saw a bit of flush make its way onto Toga's cheeks and it felt raw and selfish to almost believe it was possessive and just for her, but yet, they met only hours prior. Toga had turned her so they were facing each other and leaned down unbearably close. "Of course I listened to you. I'll be here for when you need it." She chuckled, pulling away when Ochako felt her face was as red as a tomato.
The arm holding her waist slowly stroked her side, dipping under her shirt again and rubbing circles on her hips. It made her brain short circuit in its already cloudy state. "Yeah. Thank you again." Ochako looked away unable to bear the urge to kiss Toga desperately while she looked at her eyes. She constantly felt like she was being looked through.
Toga tapped her fingers against her side, naturally grabbing her attention. "Chako~ The cab is here." She said in a singsong voice and pointed at the road where a cab honked and Ochako made Its way over pulling Toga alongside her. She had input her address already on the online app so she didn't feel a need to talk to the driver.
Toga buckled her in carefully and then leaned her on her side which Ochako didn't hesitate to be attached to her warm but cold body. She sighed contently, hoping she was making a good choice and also that she would end up satisfied for the night.
Her house wasn't too far from the bar but she took this moment to nap. Both the alcohol and anticipation made her sleepy.
"Chako~ we're here~" Ochako hadn't expected to be picked up bridal style by Toga until she woke up in her arms and was being carried out of the cab.
"C-could I be put down now?" Although she was mildly impressed at being so easily picked up. Yet she needed to steady herself and of course, open the door to her house.
"Of course M'lady." She was lowered to the ground and gathered her bearings as best as she could. She blushed at the nickname as well as she stumbled over (with assistance) to the door. Ochako's house was modest. Not too big but meant to fit at least 4 people to live there comfortably since there was 3 bathrooms and 5 bedrooms that she had really found no use for other than housing her friends on sleepovers.
The interior was colored a very light blue with shades of grey and brown scattered about. Pink and red also remained in forms of her kitchen and bathroom. She really had a theme going on. One may call it childish how she liked her house but her friends never complained once, though she had a few hookups who didn't like it. Overall she pulled Toga along inside to where the hallway led past the living room and the kitchen. "So this is the main entrance hallway where you'll first find a door separating the living room and then just an entrance to the kitchen.
"Your living room looks cozy." Toga commented, gesturing to the blankets and pillows folded about on the couch.
"Thank you. The kitchen is used frequently so it's not as tidy but I still maintain it fairly well." Ochako gestured to the kitchen where she had done a brief clean before leaving the house.
"Wonderful Pink and Red theme."
Ochako turned to smile at Toga, "Right? I just love how it looks so much." She slightly shifted on her heels, feeling happy someone appreciated the colors of her kitchen.
"Definitely makes the house feel lived in." Toga looked past the hallway, curiously looking at where the hallway led to two different rooms and then stairs to the next floor. "I'm assuming this is your office right and all the bedrooms are upstairs?"
Ochako gestured to the room on the left. "This is one of the bathrooms, there's 3 in my house, and the other room is in fact my office." She gestured for them to go up the stairs. "We'll find all the guest bedrooms and my room up there."
"Do you live with anyone?"
"No not currently."
"I'm surprised such a cute girl doesn't have a partner."
Ochako sighed. "Nobody is up to my standards unfortunately."
Toga shrugged "Maybe I am?"
Ochako chuckled, "Now you're moving too fast, we're hooking up not signing a prenup and moving in together."
Toga smiled, a grin that reached her eyes and made them sparkle with mischief. "Can't a girl dream?" They had reached the end of the hallway, ending up at Ochako's bedroom which was the very end.
"Let's go inside shall we?"
"After you of course."