Disclaimer: These characters are the property of Horikoshi, I just like to play around with them :) This will be a two part story, and part two is almost complete. I am rusty, but I hope you enjoy! Find me on twitter ExplosivePretty.
It was only supposed to be a silly game. Granted, Ochako knew beforehand that she was probably going to end up doing something that she shouldn't, but she wasn't expecting it to go as far as it did.
Momo was having an end-of-the-school-year party at her parents' mansion—er, house. It was an unusually warm Saturday night in March after finals and before graduation, and the entire class was invited. Soon, they would all be moving out of the dorms and starting their lives as pro heroes.
Iida and Cami had left the party early, as they were going to be visiting his brother the next day and wanted to get enough sleep before their journey. Deku wouldn't be there, either, Ochako already knew. He had flown to America to spend some time with Melissa before flying her back to Japan for graduation. And then, who knew what they would be doing? Ochako felt a little bittersweet sadness about her first crush, but knew that she had a friend for life in Deku. And she appreciated her friendship with him and Iida more than she could put into words.
They realized last year that they weren't compatible, after an extremely awkward and dispassionate kiss, and had spent a few weeks avoiding each other before finally laughing it off and deciding to move on. Ochako was glad their friendship wasn't ruined, because it wasn't too long after that she found out about his secret.
Somebody buzzed her in, and Ochako was overtaken by the size of Momo's house. She knew everybody else would already be there, and she was excited to see her friends. She wasn't sure when they would have an opportunity like this again.
By popular demand, Mineta was immediately drugged upon arrival and left in a room alone. At least he couldn't say he wasn't included. Ochako knew the entire class would be attending, but she wasn't sure about one person who she was definitely hoping to see…In a million years, never would she have thought that she would find herself growing closer and closer to Katsuki Bakugo. Never would she have expected herself to be looking for his ash blonde hair instead of Deku's dark curls.
"Ochako, did you just get here?" Tsuyu asked, coming up from behind and pulling Ochako out of her thoughts.
"Oh, yeah, I know I'm late. I left the dorms a little bit later than everybody else so I had to catch a different train." Ochako couldn't figure out what to wear. She didn't have much to pick from, anyway, but she didn't want to stick out from her classmates. She wasn't exactly sure what to wear to a house party. A house party where there would be no parents, or Mr. Aizawa, or rules. She settled on a simple cotton skirt and a t-shirt, hoping she didn't look stupid but also wondering why she cared so much in the first place.
"I see you finally made it." The person Ochako was looking for came up beside her and put his arm casually around her shoulder, as if he did it all the time.
Bakugo was known to catch Ochako by surprise and do something completely unexpected every once in a while but this was a new level of intimacy she wasn't used to. As his arm landed heavily across her shoulder, Ochako was overwhelmed by Bakugo's smell: a mixture of his musky deodorant and what must have been his sweat. Heat pooled between Ochako's legs as she breathed him in, and she immediately told herself to calm down. What is wrong with you? This was a new level of thirst she hadn't experienced much before, and she felt uncomfortable with her own body's reaction.
And she wondered what was going on in the unpredictable head of Bakugo's.
"I'm surprised you came, Bakugo." Tsuyu said in that well-meaning way of hers where she states the obvious, even when she probably shouldn't.
"WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?" Bakugo went from zero to one hundred, recovering quickly when he realized his large, muscular arm was still latched around Ochako's shoulders. Bakugo released her immediately, leaving Ochako feeling both relieved and slightly disappointed.
"I thought you hated parties." Tsuyu responded, completely unaffected by the Baku-rage.
"I'm glad you're here, Bakugo!" Ochako cut in quickly. Feeling brave, she placed her hand on Bakugo's arm and flashed her best smile, hoping it would calm down the notoriously testy hot head.
Bakugo was caught off guard, and his face went from evil gremlin to genuine surprise in a matter of moments. His face twisted into what was almost a smile, and he reached up to tug a piece of Ochako's hair; reacting on instinct, she playfully swatted his hand away, her already rosy cheeks getting pinker by the second. "You've probably been looking for me the entire time you've been here." He said, his voice a mixture of flirtatious teasing and seriousness that made Ochako go weak.
Tsuyu watched the exchange observantly, but said nothing. Ochako knew that Tsuyu must have picked up on something, but she at least had enough tact to keep it to herself. As usual, waiting patiently for Ochako to admit her feelings to herself before pushing her to say anything out loud. Ochako felt extreme gratitude for her best friend in that moment.
Over the years, as Bakugo and Deku got closer, Ochako found herself growing closer to Bakugo, too. After she accidentally found out about One For All from overhearing a conversation between Deku and All Might completely by chance last year, she was in on the secret. She joined the training sessions and enjoyed hours of brutal sparring sessions and physical tests. She realized early on that Bakugo treated her differently by treating her the same, and she liked it. He treated her like an equal, he didn't pander to her for what she lacked, like her friends were known to do. She was expected to do her best, because she could do her best.
When they were training with Deku, she felt like they were a team. They would work together to make him push his limits, and Bakugo always came up with the best plans to enhance her Quirk. He would have some seemingly crazy plot, excited as ever while explaining it to her, expecting her to share his enthusiasm. But his plans usually worked, and Deku was always impressed with their ability to throw him off. Bakugo's training skills had an effect on Ochako, and their peers noticed it. But she made Bakugo change, too.
She started to feel like she had this extra Quirk that made Bakugo's rage come undone in a way that nobody else could accomplish. Whenever he and Deku were fighting she would find him in his blind anger, and remind him that he was a human being, not a wild animal. He wouldn't always diffuse completely, but he would at least deescalate from murderous to extremely irritated. She always wanted to make sure she did her part, one way or another.
And when they weren't training, she found herself wanting to be near Bakugo. She craved his energy, and being around him made her feel fearless. When he looked at her, she actually felt capable and strong, it was exhilarating and—
"Ochako, you're here!"
Mina brought Ochako back to the present by squashing her in a giant hug.
"Oooh guys! You're just in time! We're about to play a game, and its naughty!"
Kirashima wasn't far behind his girlfriend, and on a couch in the corner not too far away were Kaminari and Kyoka, twin headsets on, in their own world.
"Hey, Bakugo! When did you get here?" Kirishima asked good-naturedly, knowing in all likelihood his best friend would answer rudely and not caring one bit. Business as usual.
"This one asked me to come." Bakugo said, gesturing to Ochako.
"No I didn't!" She blurted out in a panic. Not quite understanding how mentioning it to him in one or two of their training sessions earlier in the week translated into her asking him to go, as if it were a date.
"Oh, so is this a date?" Mina asked excitedly. Ochako could see the wheels in her brain turning a mile a minute as her pretty yellow eyes went from Bakugo and back to her.
"What does it look like?" Bakugo asked, in a way that made it seem like it should be obvious to everybody that this is most definitely a date, and they were idiots for not knowing that already. Kirishima raised up his hand to give his friend a high five (which was left hanging), "Ah man, nice! Landing one of the cutest girls in class 1A!"
Wait a second. "And when did I agree to that?" Ochako interrupted, staring directly at Bakugo.
"Are you telling me you weren't hoping to see me tonight when you asked me about it this week, three times?" Bakugo asked, leaving a stunned Ochako speechless. "That's what I thought." He finished. Well, that was that.
"So are we playing this game or what?" Kyoka asked from her spot on the couch next to Kaminari.
Momo and Todoroki had drunkenly disappeared not too long ago, probably up to Momo's room. The rest of the class was spread out in the living room, the media room, and the dining room. Momo had completely let loose after finals had ended, and told everybody they could raid her parents' liquor cabinet. Ochako had a feeling that Todoroki's influence was starting to rub off on Momo.
"We'll get to that it in a minute!" Mina said cheerily. She was already tipsy, her movements even more fluid than usual
"Do you want some?" Mina asked Ochako seductively, appearing beside her with a bottle of a sweet smelling liquid. Ochako normally wouldn't, but she had a feeling she might need it to get through the rest of the night.
"A little sip can't hurt, right?" She asked Tsuyu, not waiting for a response before taking a chug and immediately regretting it.
"That was a bad idea." Bakugo growled as he grabbed the bottle from Ochako's grasp and took a swig himself. That wasn't like Bakugo at all, she thought to herself. What was going on?
"I don't think we should be drinking Momo's parents' liquor." Tsuyu said thoughtfully. "I'm going to go find Toru. Are you coming Ochako?"
Ochako wanted to stay. The look on Bakugo's face confirmed her decision: a mixture of earnestness and frustration from wanting something and not being able to have it. Ochako understood the feeling well.
"I think I'm going to play." Ochako said, a lot more confidently than she felt. "I'll be okay." She added, after seeing the worried look on Tsuyu's face.
"If you need me, you can come find me Ochako." Tsuyu threw a suspicious look at Bakugo and left.
After Tsuyu departed, Ochako sat down nervously next to Bakugo on the couch opposite of Kyoka and Kaminari, with Mina and Kirishima in opposing chairs on either side of the table.
"Are you sure you want to play, Uraraka?" Kaminari asked. "I found this card game on Mineta when I knocked him out with my indiscriminate shock." He threw the cards on the table, a lewd image of a naked woman on the front cover. Her naked breasts on full display. Mina giggled, and Jiro raised her eyebrows.
Ochako wasn't sure what she was doing, but she knew she should not be consuming any more alcohol for the rest of the night; her head was already a little fuzzy from the sip of whatever poison Mina had given her. She would have to scold her later, if she remembered.
"I want to play, it'll be fun! How bad could it be?" Ochako asked brightly, hoping to hide the nervous edge and slight tipsiness that was laced in her voice. Bakugo was watching her warily, his expression unreadable to her or anybody else around him.
"Who wants to go first?" Jiro asked, moving things along like usual. She seemed unusually eager to play the game.
"I'll go first! How do I play, Kaminari?"
"So I think you have to flip two cards from each category, and you get to choose who you want to…" Kaminari paused for dramatic effect, "Play with." Kaminari explained as he laid out two separate decks of cards.
Ochako's mind started working. She was playing with two other couples, of course they were going to pick their boyfriend or girlfriend to do anything with. Which meant…
"This game sounds stupid." Bakugo grumbled from next to Ochako, she could feel the heat coming off of him like he was some sort of furnace. Was he embarrassed, too? Kaminari ignored his friend as he continued.
"This deck is what you have to do." Kaminari pointed to a deck on the left. "And this deck is where things get interesting."
"What does that mean?" Ochako asked.
"You'll see." Kirishima said mischievously. Bakugo scoffed and leaned back, folding his imposing arms. His legs were spread wide, touching Ochako's bare ones. She tried hard not to focus on the contact, and instead watched Mina carefully as she flipped her cards.
"Hmmmm…so it looks like I have to give a lap dance." She picked up a second card, "To somebody who is tied up. Are you ready, baby?" She asked Kirishima with a naughty grin. "You know it!" He responded as he rubbed his hands in excitement.
Ochako was terrified. If this was how the game was going to go, she wasn't sure if she was going to be able to play. She wasn't a prude, but she wasn't exactly the most experienced out of all of her peers.
Sero was called in momentarily to provide his services before going back to drunk video games in the media room. Kirashima was delightfully immobile as his girlfriend geared up for the dance of a lifetime. Kyoka, ever watchful, provided the music as Mina rubbed all over Kirashima, putting on a show for a rapt audience as she grinded up and down sexily, her miniskirt was riding up her legs, exposing quite a bit of her thighs. The boys seemed mesmerized, and honestly, Ochako couldn't really help herself from watching, either.
Wow, she really knows what she's doing. Ochako thought absentmindedly as she stared at Mina, part jealousy and part awe. She didn't notice that Bakugo had shifted his gaze from his best friend's girlfriend to her.
After about two minutes of gyrating all over Kirshima, who was rock hard in more ways than one, Mina decided she was bored and concluded her performance. Kirishima was obviously hungry for more, but knew that was to come later in the evening once everybody had separated for the night and picked one of the many available bedrooms in Momo's enormous home.
Ochako didn't want to think about where she would be sleeping quite yet, her brain not ready to process the possibilities while she was playing this strange game with her classmates that were more like family and the most unexpected crush she never thought she'd have.
Everybody else took their turns, one by one, with various successes at task completion. Ochako and Bakugo each took another sip of whatever it was Mina was drinking when offered again. For his part, Bakugo remained mostly quiet.
When it was his turn, Ochako gripped her knees in anticipation, almost forgetting to keep her pinkies up so as not to send herself floating toward the ceiling.
"I'm not playing." Bakugo said flatly. Oh. Ochako's heart sank in disappointment. What were you hoping was going to happen? She asked herself. Don't be stupid.
"I'm flipping the cards anyway." Kirishima said as he stumbled up. "Bakugo, you must—hah! You must make one of the other plays orgasm." He wagged his eyebrows suggestively and placed the first card down. Slowly, he picked up a card from the second pile. "With their clothes ON. Well that's boring." Ochako's heart was being so fast she thought everybody else could hear it.
Bakugo seemed unaffected by the raunchy suggestion, but the rest of the group looked at one another, smiling knowingly; as if they were all in on a secret that Ochako had no part of. She felt another pang of jealousy.
"I already told you, I'm not playing." Bakugo replied grumpily, starting to get up from his place on the couch. Was he going to leave her like this? Ochako turned her face down, feeling like she was going to cry, not completely understanding the reason.
"And even if I were, I wouldn't do it in front of you fuckin perverts. Are you coming?" Bakugo held his hand out to Ochako, like some confusing knight in shining armor. Ochako took a moment to consider the alternatives, and realized that being with Bakugo was exactly where she wanted to be.
"I'll talk to you guys later." Ochako said to Mina and Jiro as she took Bakugo's hand and allowed herself to be pulled gently (well, as gently as Bakugo could be) from his knowing group of friends. Bakugo's hand was large and warm, but dry. She felt comforted by the slight heat against her skin, wondering how his hands would feel on other parts of her body.
"Where are we going?" Ochako asked as they exited the family room and entered the main hall of Momo's expansive mansion.
"How should I know? You think I live here?" Bakugo replied sarcastically, and when Ochako paused mid-stride, her face looking sullen and (if they were both being completely honest), bordering on pouting, Bakugo's face changed. "I just want to find a room where we won't be bothered by them." He gestured their joined hands toward the direction of his friends.
"I thought we were having fun." Ochako said thoughtfully as they walked toward a hallway with a bunch of doors. Bakugo turned around and narrowed his eyes, "You thought that was fun?" He didn't wait for a response as he turned toward an empty room and pulled on the large and ornate handle.
The door opened to what appeared to be a large study with one area serving as an office with a desk and large floor to ceiling bookshelves. The other side housed a fireplace and a sitting area with a large ornate rug and a wrap-around leather couch.
"Wow." Ochako said out loud, constantly in awe of Momo's life and wealth. "Momo's house is so nice."
"So what? It's just stuff." Bakugo asked as he flipped on a few light switches and made his way to sit on the large sofa. Ochako stayed back a bit, wondering what her next move should be. The alcohol was making her want to do things she knew she shouldn't, but she figured she didn't have much to lose at this point.
"So, why didn't you want to play?" She tried to be nonchalant, standing to the side and awkwardly staring at her hands. This wasn't exactly how she imagined that question coming out, but there was no turning back now. Bakugo scrunched his eyebrows together.
"Because it was a stupid game." He answered, as if it should have been obvious. "Oh." Ochako responded simply, waiting for more.
"Oh, what?" There we go. Ochako went and stood by the edge of the couch, trying to prepare herself
"I guess I just never saw you as the type of person to turn down a challenge." Ochako could feel the blush creeping up her neck and to her face. Even though she knew that what she was doing was absolutely insane, she wasn't going to give up now. Especially not when she saw the look on Bakugo's face change from his usual bored scowl to surprise, and finally settling on a predatory smirk.
"Yeah? You think I couldn't do it?" He asked, almost amused. If she was going to dish it out, Ochako knew she was going to have to take it. Considering that she almost had to stop herself from jumping over the couch and kissing him full on the mouth, Ochako had a feeling that Bakugo was going to win this battle. Not that she minded.
"I'm not saying that, I'm just saying I expected more from the guy who wants to be the number one hero someday." Ochako was playing a dangerous game, but she was having fun. That was just how it went with Bakugo. He wasn't one to be caught off guard, however, and laughed hoarsely at her response. He knew exactly what she wanted, she was just too scared to ask.
"Pink cheeks," he started, waiting until Ochako was looking at him instead of her hands. As soon as her brown eyes met his red ones, she was almost left breathless at the intensity of his gaze. "I could make you do whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted, and you know it."