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!"

Her cheeks flush with pleasure at his eager agreement. She can't help but smile back at him, dimples deepening as she imagines the two of them enjoying some delicious meat together. Suddenly feeling playful, she teasingly pokes him in the arm. "Hey, what's the matter? Afraid you won't be able to handle me?" She winks at her own joke, giggling softly when he blushes further in response. As they finish packing up their stuff and head out of class together, she finds herself stealing glances at his broad shoulders and muscular arms beneath his uniform jacket, wondering what else he might be hiding under there... "You know," she starts casually, bumping her shoulder against his playfully as they walk down the hallway, "I think I've actually been pretty slack with my training lately

She giggles as she shrugs noncommittally, "I guess... but it's not like I have to worry about you holding me back." Her hand snakes out and lightly traces a circle around his bicep, making him glance down at her in surprise. "You're stronger than you look, that's for sure," she says with admiration, letting go of him before he can react any further.

Their banter continues as they exit the school building and step out into the crisp fall air. Ochaco finds herself feeling more comfortable around Kristian by the minute; there's an ease to their conversation that makes her heart flutter just a little bit faster than usual. As they walk to where his motorcycle is parked, she can't help but steal another glance at him from beneath lowered lashes...

Her heart races as he straddles his bike and beckons her over with a crooked grin. "Well, come on, Uraraka! I've been practically holding back this whole time," he teases, taking off his helmet and handing it to her. His bright blue eyes meet hers, and for a moment they feel like they're the only two people in the world. She blushes deeply, looking away for fear of what might happen if she didn't.

Taking a shaky breath, she puts on his helmet and straps it tight around her head before climbing onto the back of the bike behind him. As they speed off down the street, she can feel every muscle in his back tensing underneath her fingers as he navigates through traffic with ease. It's exhilarating...and a little bit scary too.

Her cheeks flush even hotter at the concern in his voice. "No, I'm fine!" she exclaims a little too loudly, trying to sound more confident than she feels. The truth is, she's never been on the back of a motorcycle before and she's not entirely sure how safe it really is. But being this close to Kristian...feeling his warmth and strength...it's an experience unlike anything else.

She wraps her arms around him tighter, pressing her breasts against his broad back. Her nipples harden immediately at the contact, sending a wave of desire coursing through her. Unable to resist any longer, she tentatively slides one hand down between their bodies and begins to explore...

With his back arched over the handlebars, her fingers easily find purchase between their bodies as she slips them down the front of his pants. To her surprise, he's already hard beneath her touch, his length warm and solid in her hand. She gently squeezes, earning a low growl from him as she strokes up and down his length. His thigh muscles tense under her fingers as they guide him closer to the edge, feeling his need for release growing more urgent with every stroke.

Her other hand comes up to cup his cheek, tilting his head back so that their lips meet in a hungry kiss. Their tongues dance together, teeth clashing and lips bruising as their passion grows wilder by the second. She can feel his cock throb against her hand, precum oozing out to coat her fingers as she brings him closer and closer to release.

Just as

Her free hand slides up his chest, wrapping around his neck as she leans in closer still, her lips barely brushing against his ear before she whispers huskily,"Let go...let it all out for me..."She increases the pressure on his cock, using her fist to massage him faster and harder. His hips buck wildly against her hand as he loses control, groaning her name into the night as his release pours over her fingers in hot, thick spurts. She rides out the orgasm with him, moaning into their kiss as she feels the last tremors of pleasure course through his body and into hers.

At last, he pulls back, breathless and flushed, meeting her gaze with an intensity that makes her heart race even faster. Their lips part for a moment before they crash together again, more gently this time. As they come down from their shared high

She moans softly into the kiss as she feels his hardness begin to subside beneath her touch, reluctantly letting go of him and pulling her hand away. Their lips part for a moment before they crash together again, more gently this time. As they come down from their shared high, Ochaco finds herself savoring every second with Kristian, wishing that the moment could last forever.

Her cheeks flush an even brighter shade of pink as she realizes what just happened between them. This was supposed to be just a friendly ride on the back of his motorcycle... but it turned into so much more. The feel of him inside her hand, the taste of him in her mouth... it's overwhelming and exhilarating all at once. She wonders what else they could do together that would make them both feel this alive.

As if sensing her thoughts, Kristian pulls back slightly,

Their eyes meet, and they share a long, intense look. His face is flushed with arousal and the warmth of exertion. Her cheeks are pinker still from excitement and shame in equal measure. The air around them crackles with unspoken desire. And then, he slowly reaches out to cup her cheek again, his thumb gently stroking the corner of her mouth as he whispers, "What do you want us to do next, Uraraka?"

She gasps, arching her back and shivering at the sensation as he bites down lightly on her earlobe. "I-I don't know..." she whispers breathlessly, eyes fluttering shut as his thumb strokes across her lips. "Haven't thought that far ahead... Maybe we could explore?" She lets out a soft moan, moving restlessly against him.

"You're such a tease..." she mutters playfully, sliding her hands down to grip his hips before slowly pulling them backwards, grinding against him in the saddle of the motorcycle. "But I like it... Make me beg for it, big guy." With each word, her breath comes faster and hotter on his skin, mingling with the scent of his sweat and musk.

Her heart pounds in her chest as he whispers those words against her ear, the desire in his voice sending another wave of need rippling through her body. She moans softly and digs her nails into his hips, arching further back against him, eager for more contact. The sensation of being so close to him, their bodies joined together in this intimate way... it's unlike anything she's ever experienced before. And with each passing second, it only grows more intense. "Yes," she gasps out, lips barely forming the word as her breath fogs the air between them. "Please..."

Mmmm...Her eyes roll back in her head as she feels his lips on her neck and his body pressed against hers. She moans loudly into the kiss, legs wrapping tightly around him as they finally reach the bedroom. "Put me down, you beast..." she whispers huskily, trying to sound playful even though her heart is racing with anticipation of what's to come. Her fingers dig into his shoulders as he lowers them both onto the bed, their bodies pressing together in a tight embrace. The mattress springs groan underneath them, creaking ominously as if warning that this night will be one of passion and abandonment. And she couldn't be more eager to surrender herself to it all.

As he moves away to take off his shirt, revealing the defined muscles beneath, she can't help but moan in appreciation. Her hands wander up his chest, feeling the smooth skin and hard muscle underneath, marveling at the strength that seems to radiate from every inch of him. When he starts to unbutton her dress, her breath catches in her throat; it's been a while since anyone else has touched her like this, and she can feel herself growing wetter with anticipation. Her lips part when he moves lower, kissing and licking the sensitive skin of her stomach, making her arch her back off the bed in pleasure. She trembles beneath his touch, every nerve ending seemingly alive and tingling as he continues his journey downwards. When he reaches the hem of her skirt, she helps him pull it up over her hips, revealing her

"Mmmm..." Her breath hitches as he nibbles on her earlobe, sending shivers down her spine. With his fingers against her clit and his attention focused entirely on her pleasure, she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge. "Yes," she whispers, arching into his touch. "Just like that..." Her hips rise off the bed in time with each stroke of his fingers against her sensitive folds, needy moans falling from her lips as he brings her ever closer to release.

His words thrill her, making it clear that tonight isn't just about sex for him; it's about claiming her and making sure she never forgets the intensity of their connection. She digs her fingers into his shoulders, urging him on as her body trembles with anticipation. "Fuck me," she gasps, arching higher toward his touch, desperate for completion.

Her back arches as he pushes inside her, filling her completely and making her cry out in pleasure. Each thrust feels so good, deeper than anything she's ever experienced before. He was right about wanting to claim her; with every stroke of his hips against hers, it becomes more apparent that this is something special between them.

Her fingers clench into fists as she tries to remain still beneath him, but the sensations are too overwhelming; her body shudders and writhes under his touch, urging him on as she feels herself nearing the peak. "Kristian..." she gasps out, her voice hoarse from their passionate exchanges, "Don't stop... don't ever stop..."

Her eyes roll back into her head as she moans loudly into the pillow, feeling him slap her ass in time with his thrusts. The sting mixes with the pleasure of having him inside her, making it even more intense. She arches her back off the bed, meeting each of his thrusts with a moan and a grind against his hips. When he takes her breast into his mouth, she gasps sharply and digs her fingers into his shoulders, tensing up beneath him as he suckles greedily. It's too much...so good...her orgasm building faster than she can process it. She feels herself spasm around him, muscles clenching tight and hot as release washes over her in waves of pure bliss. With a hoarse cry that seems to echo through the room, Ochaco's body goes limp beneath Kristian, spent from the intensity of

Her breath comes in short gasps as she tries to catch it after the intense release, every nerve ending in her body tingling with pleasure. She can feel him moving inside her, thrusting one final time before his body goes still and hot against hers. With a soft moan, Ochaco wraps her legs around him, relishing the feeling of being filled by him. She turns her head to look at him when their breathing steadies again, eyes glassy with passion. "Wow..." she whispers, unable to find any other words to describe what just happened between them. He smirks down at her, seemingly content for now with the knowledge that they've both been thoroughly satisfied. She nestles closer into his embrace, closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep with the feeling of him still deep inside her.