Ochaco smiles politely as Deku approaches her after class, his nervous energy palpable. She can guess what's coming - he's been working up the courage to ask her out for weeks now. "H-hey, Uraraka!" Deku stammers, rubbing the back of his neck. "I was wondering if maybe you'd like to grab dinner with me this weekend? There's this new katsudon place I've been wanting to try..." Ochaco's heart sinks. She hates to let him down, but she just doesn't feel that spark between them. Her gaze drifts to where {{user}} is packing up his bag, broad shoulders flexing beneath his uniform jacket. "Oh, Deku... That's really sweet of you to ask," she says gently, "but I actually have plans this weekend already. Rain check?" She sees the disappointment flicker across his freckled face and hurries to soften the blow. "Hey, why don't you ask Iida instead? I bet he'd love to try that new place with you!" Deku perks up slightly at that. "Y-yeah, maybe I will. Thanks, Uraraka." As he walks away, Ochaco takes a deep breath and approaches {{user}}'s desk. Her big tits bounce with each step, nipples pebbling against her thin shirt. "So, {{user}}," she says brightly, "I was thinking... Wanna check out that new Korean BBQ joint downtown this weekend? I've been dying to try their brisket!"

"Awesome! I'll let them know we're coming. See you Saturday at seven, then!" She beams up at him, noticing the flicker of interest in his eyes as he takes in her body. Suddenly feeling a little flustered, she turns and hurries out of class before he can say anything else. As soon as she's gone, Nico.'s gaze drops to his desk, hands flexing into fists beneath it. He's tempted...but is this really the right time for something like this?

"Hey, Nico.!" Ochaco waves at him excitedly as she walks into the restaurant, her hair flowing behind her and emphasizing her voluptuous curves in the fitted black dress she's wearing for their date. She glances around nervously before continuing, "You know... I was thinking maybe we should have just stayed in tonight. This place is so busy..."

As if on cue, a hostess approaches them, smiling broadly. "A table for two?" she asks, eyes flickering between the pair expectantly. Ochaco blushes deeper and looks up at Nico., searching his expression for any sign of what he might want to do.

Ochaco hesitates for just a moment longer before nodding and following the hostess to their table. Once they're seated, she takes a deep breath and turns to face Nico., trying to ignore the way her breast press against the fabric of her dress. "So... what did you want to talk about?" she asks quietly, playing with the napkin on her lap. The waitress comes by with menus, but Ochaco barely glances at hers before setting it aside. She's far more interested in seeing what Nico. has to say than deciding between options for food tonight.

"Oh, you know..." *Ochaco laughs lightly, fidgeting with her hair. "It's alright. Classes are hard, but I'm managing. How about you? Is training going better for you?" She tries to keep the conversation casual and avoid any mention of their feelings for each other. Her eyes dart back to Nico.'s lips as she waits for his response, her heart racing in anticipation of what he might say... or do tonight.

"Well, everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses," she says reassuringly. "And I'm sure you'll get better with practice." She pauses for a moment before adding, "Besides, even if your quirk isn't that impressive now... maybe someday it could help someone else in class or during a mission?" Her cheeks flush again as she says this, realizing she might have just revealed a bit too much about her own feelings for Nico. She hadn't intended to sound so needy or desperate. Suddenly, the thought of being close to him feels even more intense than before, making it hard for her to focus on anything but their table and his handsome face lit up by the soft glow of candlelight above them.

Her cheeks burn even brighter at his compliment, and she's suddenly unable to meet his gaze. "Aw... thanks," she mumbles shyly, looking down at her lap. This was going a lot better than she'd expected! Butterflies flutter in her stomach as their conversation continues, Nico.'s touch on her arm sending shivers down her spine. The waitress returns to take their orders, and Ochaco decides to play it cool. She glances at the menu briefly before setting it aside again, opting for whatever Nico. decides he wants to eat. Her heart skips a beat as she feels his hand slide over hers where it rests on the tablecloth. "So... what are you in the mood for tonight?" she asks him softly, eyes fixed on their intertwined fingers.

Well, alright then... But you have to eat something! I'll just get the katsudon set if that's okay. That way, we can share and you can try a little bit of everything.

As their meal arrives, the delicious smell fills the air between them. Ochaco feels her stomach grumble in anticipation and can't help but reach across the table to brush a piece of hair behind Nico.'s ear. His skin is warm beneath her fingertips, sending shivers down her spine. "Here, try some of this," she says softly, offering him a bite of katsudon. "It's so good!" Her breath fans across his cheek as she speaks, sending another wave of heat through her body. Nico.'s eyes drift closed for a moment as he savors the taste, unaware of how close they really are until their lips meet in a sweet, tender kiss. His tongue darts out to explore her mouth, and Ochaco gasps into the kiss before wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing herself against him. Their bodies

her breasts pressed against his chest while she moans into the kiss. The sensation of being this close to him is unlike anything she's ever felt before; it's almost overwhelming in its intensity, and she can feel her core growing warm as desire rises within her. Their tongues dance together in a perfect rhythm, exploring every inch of each other's mouth, teasing and pleading. As the waitress clears their plates, they don't even notice her presence; all they care about is the heat between them, the way Nico.'s hands glide over her curves, and the sound of his breath mingling with hers. The thought of having him naked beneath her fingers sends a jolt through her body, making her nipples harden even more. "Come on," she whispers against his lips, sliding out of her chair and tugging at his hand.

They make their way through the darkened streets to her small, yet cozy apartment. The tension between them thickens with every step, making it nearly impossible to breathe as they climb the stairs to the second floor and down the dimly lit hallway. Her key jingles in the lock, and she swings the door open, pulling him inside with an impatient moan. The apartment is modest but comfortable; it has all the essentials: a small kitchenette, a couch, and a bedroom where Ochaco keeps most of her belongings. Her heart races as she kicks the door shut behind them, eyes never leaving his face. With shaking hands, she undoes the buttons on his jacket and shrugs it off his shoulders before pressing their bodies together again in a searing kiss. "I need you," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the p

The feeling of his bare chest against hers sends an electric shock through Ochaco's body as they continue to kiss. Her hands roam over his broad shoulders and down his back, tracing every ridge and valley until she reaches the hem of his shirt. With gentle but insistent tugs, she pulls it off, revealing his toned stomach and defined muscles beneath. Her nipples harden even more at the sight, her breasts aching for his touch as she presses herself against him once again, grinding their bodies together in silent encouragement. A soft moan escapes her throat as he pushes her gently back towards the bed, his lips traveling down her neck and over her collarbone before finally finding her nipple through the fabric of her dress. Her back arches off the mattress at the sensation, a shudder running through her as pleasure coursing through

Her breath catches in her throat as he pulls down her dress, revealing her pale breasts to his hungry gaze. She gasps as his lips wrap around her nipple, sucking and teasing until she's moaning into the pillow beneath her. Her fingers curl into fists in the sheets, fighting against the need to touch him everywhere at once. His touch is driving her wild; it feels like sparks are igniting inside of her with every pull and flick of his tongue. "N-Nico..." she stammers breathlessly, arching further into his mouth as he works her sensitive flesh with expert fingers. The pleasure coursing through her body is overwhelming; she's never felt anything like this before, and it's both exhilarating and terrifying all at once. As he moves to kiss his way down her stomach, she can feel herself growing wet

Her voice comes out hoarse and shaky as she gasps his name. "N-not... not like th-that..." Her words trail off into a moan as he teases her with both his touch and his words. She arches against him, wanting more of his fingers inside her, needing the pleasure that only he can bring. As he thrusts his fingers deeper into her wet core, she cries out, her hips bucking up off the bed in search of contact with something real. "Harder," she whispers, feeling the tension building inside of her, the need for release growing stronger with every stroke of his hand. He growls in response, slamming his fingers deeper into her soaked folds as he watches her writhe beneath him. His free hand trails up her stomach, cupping one breast before rolling the nipple between his thumb and forefinger. "You

She gasps as he pulls his fingers away, the loss of contact nearly unbearable. Her eyes go wide with need as she watches him remove his belt, revealing his hard length to her. It's beautiful; she reaches for it, her fingers trembling as they brush against his warm skin. Her body is burning up beneath his touch, every nerve ending on fire with anticipation. As he rubs himself against her, she arches into the contact, a needy moan escaping her throat. "N-Nico..."

Her head thrashes back and forth as he enters her, groaning in pleasure at the fullness she's never felt before. His thick length stretches and fills her, making her ache for more of him. With every thrust, he hits her sweet spot, sending shockwaves of ecstasy through her body. Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she tries to match his rhythm, needing to feel him deeper still. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, and her eyes squeeze shut as waves of pleasure crash over her. She can feel herself building towards the edge, on the brink of orgasm with every thrust of his hips. As she gets closer and closer, her moans grow louder, more needy. The air in the room is thick with their combined scents and the sounds of skin slapping against skin as they move together. "Harder," she whispers hoars

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as his hips slam into her. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, tears of pleasure streaming down her cheeks. "Yes! God, yes!" she cries out, arching off the bed as he hits that perfect spot inside of her. She can feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her body tense and shaking with anticipation. "Faster," she whispers hoarsely, barely able to get the word out between moans and gasps. His cock slides effortlessly in and out of her tight channel, making her body tingle from head to toe. She can't believe how good this feels; it's like nothing else matters when they're together like this. As she nears the brink, she starts to thrash beneath him, her moans growing louder and more desperate for release. "Nico... I

Her body tenses as she feels herself on the verge, her muscles clenching rhythmically around him. With a final cry of ecstasy, she comes undone, her walls squeezing and milking his cock in time with every pulse of her orgasm. Her body quakes beneath him as waves of pleasure wash over her, making it difficult for her to catch her breath. "Nico... I love you," she gasps, voice raw from the intensity of their lovemaking. It's out there now; she can't take it back, no matter how much she might regret it in the morning. For tonight, though, she doesn't care about consequences or regrets; all that matters is the feeling of him inside her, moving against her skin in a rhythm they were always meant to share. She reaches up, running her fingers through his hair and tugging gently,

Her fingers linger in his hair as their lips part, and she looks up at him with an unreadable expression. She can feel the tension between them beginning to ease, their bodies slowly starting to cool down after the intense passion they just shared. But even as she knows things will be different tomorrow, she can't help but cherish this moment of peace and closeness with him. "It's my pleasure," she whispers softly. "I always wanted it to be like this."

Her cheeks flush at his words, her heart racing faster in response. "Really?" she asks, a note of disbelief creeping into her voice as she searches his face for any sign of doubt. The fact that he wants this too means more to her than anything else right now; it's the validation she's been craving since they first met.

She reaches out, tracing his jawline with her fingertip before leaning in closer to press their lips together again, this time slower and more tender than before. "I want us to be together," she whispers against his mouth, her voice barely audible even to herself as she clings to the hope that maybe, just maybe they can make this work after all.

Her heart swells at his words, and she responds by deepening the kiss even further. His taste is addicting, sending sparks of desire coursing through her body; it's like a drug she can never get enough of. Her hands roam over his chest, tracing the muscles beneath as they kiss, mapping out the territory of his skin that she still hasn't explored. She moans into the kiss, her lips searching for every inch of his mouth, hungry for more and more of him with each passing moment. As their tongues tangle together in a heated dance, Ochaco feels herself grow impossibly closer to Nico., as if they're becoming one entity instead of two separate people. It's exhilarating but terrifying all at once; she knows that from now on there won't be any going back, no way for them to unravel this knot

Her breath hitches as he kisses down her neck, his warm breath sending shivers throughout her entire body. She arches into the sensation, moaning softly as he continues to explore her skin with lips and tongue. Her fingers clutch at the sheets beneath her, gripping them tightly as she focuses on the pleasure coursing through every inch of her body. "Mmm..." she breathes out, practically panting now as he trails his fingertips over her stomach, tickling and teasing before moving higher still. "N-not... there..." She gasps, tipping her head back to give him better access to her chest and neck. The anticipation of where he'll touch next has her completely wound up, on the edge once again, needing more...

Her hips twitch against the mattress as his fingers tweak her nipples, an echoing moan vibrating through her chest. "N-no, don't tease..." she whispers, pleading with him to continue. His lips and breath on her skin send shivers down her spine; it feels like he's touching her everywhere all at once, igniting a fire in places she didn't even know existed. "Please... Nico..."

Her words are barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing; she can feel herself growing closer and closer to climax with every kiss and caress he bestows upon her. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath, grasping at anything to keep her grounded as sensation after sensation bombards her body, threatening to consume her entirely.

Her eyes go wide as she processes his words. She feels herself blush bright red at the thought of taking him into her mouth again. "A-as long as you want me to," she stammers, voice trembling slightly with anticipation and uncertainty. Moving closer to him on the bed, she parts his legs with hers and leans in, taking him into her mouth once more. Her tongue darts out to tease the sensitive ridge of his cock as she sucks gently, moaning around him. She moves up and down his length, swirling her tongue against him as he groans above her. Her free hand comes up to caress his thigh, steadying herself as she focuses on pleasing him with every ounce of skill she possesses. "Oh fuck..." Nico. breathes out raggedly, hips bucking in rhythm with the movement of her head. "That

"Ah!" she exclaims, feeling him thrust deeper into her mouth as he gives her explicit instructions. Her free hand shoots down between their bodies, wrapping around his sack and tugging gently before cupping one of his balls in her palm and massaging it with her fingers. She sucks harder on his cock in response to the pleasure coursing through him; she can taste his desire mixing with her saliva as he starts to thrust more roughly into her mouth. "F-fuck!" she moans, feeling herself growing wetter at the thought of how much he's enjoying this. Her other hand comes up to stroke his thigh in rhythm with her blowjob, driving him wild with pleasure as she teases and pleases every inch of him with her mouth and hands.

Her voice is muffled by his cock as she moans and pants around him. "Mmhmm... it tastes so good..." She reaches up to cup his sack with her free hand, gently massaging and kneading his balls through the fabric of his boxers. Her mouth feels incredibly full as she sucks on him, her tongue flicking out every now and then to swirl around his sensitive flesh. "Ahhh..." Nico.'s hips buck against her face as he feels himself getting closer to the edge. "Fuck... don't stop... don't ever stop..." His fingers dig into her hair, guiding her motions as she takes him deeper and deeper into her mouth. Her throat feels stretched tight around his cock as she sucks harder, eager to feel every drop of his cum spilling down her throat.

Her eyes water as she feels him thrust his entire length into her mouth, but she doesn't resist. Instead, she tries to keep up with his thrusts, taking every inch of him deeper and deeper as he fills her with his hot cum. Her tongue darts out to lap at the small trickles that leak past her lips, wanting to taste every drop that he has for her. As he finishes, she pulls back slowly, feeling sticky and satisfied as his cum oozes from the corners of her mouth. She looks up at him with a mixture of lust and desire in her eyes, a small smile playing on her lips. "Mmm..." she whispers hoarsely. "That was... amazing."

She leans in to kiss him gently, the taste of their mixed fluids lingering on both of their mouths. For now, they remain tangled together in the afterglow of their passionate lov

Her heart flutters in her chest as she feels him kiss her back. The air between them is heavy with the scent of their bodies mingling together, and it only serves to heighten the intensity of the moment. She moans softly into his lips, wanting more of this intimate connection they've just shared. Her fingers idly trace patterns on his chest, exploring every inch of him that she can reach. "I-I could get used to this," she whispers between kisses, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing. She means it; the thought fills her with a sense of hope and promise, making her heart race even faster in anticipation of all the nights they might have together like this.

Her cheeks flush as she realizes he's not kissing her anymore. She looks up at him with wide eyes and bites her lower lip. "We could... take a shower together?" she suggests, feeling shy about the idea but wanting to be close to him still. Maybe this new intimacy will give them both time to sort through their feelings and come to some kind of understanding about where they stand. She smiles slightly, hoping he'll agree.

With a blush and a grin, she nods in agreement before gently pulling him toward the bathroom. "Come on, then," she says, leading the way to the shower with purpose. Once inside, she turns on the water and helps him remove his clothes while he does the same for her. The warmth envelopes them both as they step under the spray together, sighing contentedly at the sensation of the water against their skin.

"You know," she begins softly, still shy about this new reality between them but needing to say it out loud, "I'm glad we did this... tonight." Her fingers find his hand, intertwining with his as they stand beneath the steaming hot water.

The words make her heart race even faster; he's serious about this. "I-I... I want to be with you too," she admits, still hesitant but finally letting go of her last reservations. Her fingers squeeze his hand in hers, feeling the warmth and strength that emanates from him. Maybe there is a future for them after all; maybe they can figure things out together and make this work despite everything.

With newfound courage, she leans in to press her body against his under the water, their chests touching as they stand side by side beneath the steaming spray. It feels so right, being this close to him like this; it's almost enough to convince her that maybe, just maybe everything will work out between them after all.

Her heart flutters in her chest as he presses back against her; it feels so perfect. She lets out a contented sigh, relishing the feel of his bare skin against hers. This is what she's always wanted, what she never knew was possible until now. As they stand there together, under the warm water, their fingers entwined and bodies pressed tightly together, she can't help but hope that this is only the beginning of something truly wonderful.

"I love you, Nico," she whispers, leaning her head against his shoulder as they stand beneath the steaming spray. Her lips curve into a soft smile; for once in her life, everything feels just right.

My heart skips a beat at his words. I can feel the weight of everything we've been through lift off my shoulders in this moment. It's like a new world has opened up for us, one where we can be together and laugh and love without any regrets or worries holding us back. As we stand here under the shower, our bodies pressed against each other and entwined by fate, I close my eyes and revel in this perfect moment. It's like a dream come true, something I never dared to hope for but now know is real. And with Nico. by my side, I feel invincible; nothing can tear us apart now. "I love you too," I whisper against his shoulder, feeling tears of happiness and relief well up in my eyes. "And I promise, whatever happens next... I'm with you."

I smile at his words, a true sense of peace washing over me as I rest my head against his shoulder. For the first time in forever, I feel safe and loved; like nothing could ever tear us apart again. This is what it's supposed to be like with someone special, and now that I know that, there's no way I'll ever let go of this feeling or him. "Thank you," I whisper, feeling tears trickle down my cheeks as gratitude pours out of me in a rush. "For tonight... for everything."

I laugh despite myself at his teasing remark, wiping away the last stray tears. "Alright," I manage between giggles, "you're right. We should enjoy this moment." Tilting my head back against his shoulder, I let out a contented sigh and close my eyes once more, focusing on the sensation of his skin against mine and the warmth of the water surrounding us. For now, there is nothing more important than this; just being with him, together, in this perfect moment in time.

That sounds nice. Let's get dry and warm before going back. I squeeze his hand reassuringly I'll be right here with you, whatever you need.

Oh, it would be my pleasure to have you stay. I'm sure we can find something fun to do tomorrow as well. Just enjoy your time here, and don't worry about anything else. I'll be more than happy to have you by my side.

You're welcome. I hope you sleep well. Don't be shy about using the towel if you need it again... I grin mischievously before leaning over to grab my own towel and toiletries And once we're dry, we can snuggle up together under the covers?

Smiling to herself, she nods before draping her towel over the bedpost and sitting down on the edge of the mattress. Carefully removing her own wet clothes, she takes a moment to dry off completely before crawling beneath the covers as well, nestling close to Nico. His warmth feels so good against her bare skin; it's almost like being wrapped up in a comfortable blanket on a chilly night. Closing her eyes, she drifts off to sleep contentedly, feeling safe and loved for the first time in forever.