AN: Hello! Welcome to my story! I appreciate you for taking the time to read this and will always be accepting of critique's that will help improve my writing :) With that said please note the following - this is 100% Kacchako so if you don't like the pairing then I don't recommend this story. Background Pairings will probably come out as I progress the story. There will be no bashing of characters, it's just not my style. This is first and foremost a story about a girl discovering herself in her teen years - likes, dislikes, wants, goals, etc. Lord Explosion Murder will help her along the way.
This fic is meant to be light and fun. There will probably be slight angst here and there (because teenagers) but I just kind of wanted to have some fun and I hope you all can join me :)
This will get lemon-y so, if it is not your cup of tea, then I would not read this. I will attempt to make warnings at the beginning of chapters but this is my overarching warning - There will be cussing and there will be sex. With that said, enjoy!
NOTE: This chapter contains an excerpt from a book that is not mine. I do not own the words or the characters. The book is titled Sweet Persuasion by Maya Banks (and is part of the Sweet Series). The link for the book is Sweet-Persuasion-Maya-Banks/dp/0425266966). I will also cite to the book after the excerpt. Side note - if ya'll like smut super highly suggest any of her books :)
Chapter 1
Uraraka walked around aimlessly. Her and Mina had wandered into a bookstore at the mall to kill some time while the rest of the girls in 1-A were still looking for the "perfect" dress for the end of the year party that U.A. was hosting for all students.
Uraraka had felt a little wary about the shopping excursion. She had money saved and she could afford to splurge a little, but it still felt wrong. Uncomfortable. It wasn't like her family was dirt poor, they simply had to be a bit more conscientious about how and when they spent their money. To her parents' credit they tried really hard not to let the financial burdens permeate into her life, but the older she got the more she could understand. It was the brief hesitation when she would ask for something not on the grocery list or the deep, tense breaths she'd hear her father make near the end of each month when he thought no one could hear him.
As she grew older she learned how to stretch her money and save as much as possible. Working so hard to save made it even harder to spend.
She remembered how all the girls had screeched when Aizawa-sensei had informed Class 1-A about the upcoming end of year party. Mina and Hagakure immediately declared the girls would need a shopping trip. Uraraka had laughed in the moment, she was also excited, but deep down she had already decided she would try and put together as fancy of an outfit from what she already owned.
Uraraka had tried declining but it was really difficult to say no to Mina and Momo. They could be fiercely persistent when they wanted to be. So she accepted.
Coming to the mall didn't mean she had to buy anything. And she did think it would be fun to see her friends try on clothes.
They had arrived at the mall and despite her best efforts she was still kind of antsy. Most of the girls hadn't noticed, not because they didn't care about her, but the excitement was too much. It was easy to get enraptured into something as simple as an end of the year dance. And what a year they had. Her friends deserved this distraction.
Tsu notice though. Of course she did.
"Chacko-chan" She had croaked, giving her a warm smile. Uraraka took a deep breath before returning the smile. She was determined to have a good time.
Momo had dragged them to a department store and by the reaction of the store employees she had done some pretty hefty damage in prior visits because they were practically gleaming with excitement. They immediately attended to her, fussing over her, "Yaoyorozu-sama's" all over the place.
Momo spoke to the store employees and then they scattered. The store clerks began grabbing dresses like crazy and prepared a small dressing room in the back with light snacks and refreshments.
The rest of the 1A girls gave each other confused looks until Momo turned around.
"I know some of you might protest but please let me do this." Momo smiled sheepishly at all of them, "I am just very thankful to have met you girls and I just really want to do this."
The 1A girls kept looking from Momo to each other, trying hard to figure out what their friend was referring too.
"If it makes you feel really uncomfortable please let me know but I would like for all of you to pick any dress you want and put it on the Yaoyorozu account."
The group of girls gasped.
Immediately the girls began to protest - "Momo-chan you don't have too!" "Momo-chan this is sweet but it's not necessary!" "You don't need to buy us dresses!" They insisted.
Momo smiled at all of them before speaking again, "I know I don't have too but I really want too. I spoke to Father and Mother and they have agreed. Like I said, I know I don't have too and I know you girls don't expect me too but that's exactly why I want to do this. I want all of us to have our dream dress for this dance!" She beamed at them. Her excitement and warmth was impossible to avoid and little by little the girls began bombarding her with their gratitude.
Uraraka had remained quiet and when all the girls had lunged forward to go find that dream dress, she lingered behind. Momo approached her and extended her hand with a smile.
"Uraraka if it makes you uncomfortable I swear I won't be offended." Her eyes showed the sincerity behind her words.
Uraraka smiled at her friend. "I know Momo-chan." She took her hand and they walked further into the store. Uraraka had decided that she would accept the gift but she was determined on buying the cheapest but cutest thing she could find. And she found the perfect dress in the sales rack. She tried it on for her friends and let the "oohs" and "aahhs" and the crude but funny comments from Mina envelop her until she couldn't remember why she had been so apprehensive of the shopping trip in the first place.
She was the first one to finish and purchase her dress. Momo had insisted on finding the perfect shoes and accessories but Uraraka told her it was okay because she had the perfect ones back at the dorms. It was a lie but she'd figure it out. Momo didn't push her.
Mina was the second girl to purchase her dress. Her and Uraraka sat and waited near the dressing rooms, most of the girls were still on the floor of the store gathering their selections.
"Chako-chan," Mina said suddenly, "I'm bored just waiting here. Let's walk around."
And so they did. They walked down the aisle of stores until they wandered into a bookstore that was close-by.
Both girls walked up and down the aisles. Uraraka would pick up a book here and there, turn to a random page and read. She wasn't necessarily an avid reader, but she enjoyed books. They provided a bit of much-needed escapism every now and then.
Despite the saying, Uraraka very much judged books by their covers. It had begun years ago and she didn't know why she did it but it was fun. She would try to pay no attention to the genres listed above the aisles as she roamed around, once she found a book that called her attention, usually by the cover, she would pick it up and read a paragraph or two. If she liked it enough she would buy it. She never bought many of them but it was always fun.
She saw Mina on the other side of the store by the CD's and Records. She walked further into the stacks. She stopped in one of the empty aisles and turned around. She looked at all the books. This game was about first impressions. No thinking. Her eyes landed on a book. It was an all black cover with two cherries in the middle. She grabbed it before she could read anything about it, no author, no title.
She opened the book and began to read.
She gasped sharply, and she yanked her head up to stare at Damon. "I don't understand."
He raised one brow as he studied her intently. "Don't you?"
"Why?" she demanded.
If he'd intended to catch her completely off guard, he'd certainly succeeded. She was so rattled that her hands were shaking, and sweat beaded her forehead.
"Why not?" he asked calmly.
"Don't play with me. This wasn't our agreement."
"Our agreement was that you wanted me to find a suitable man for a sexual fantasy situation. I'm that man. I don't see the problem." He leaned forward in his seat and pinned her with his stare. "Would you prefer a complete stranger take you and possess you? If we had not met as we did, if someone else had set up our meeting, would you object to my being the man who controls your fantasy?"
"But why?" she whispered. "Why didn't you volunteer from the get go?"
"I didn't know you were the woman," he said simply. "When I found out, I knew I had to be the one to have you."
She gawked like a moron, her lips parted in shock. "You want me?"
"Why does that surprise you? You're a beautiful woman, Serena. I wanted you from the moment you walked into the restaurant. After I read your eloquent letter and saw who had written it, there was never any question as to whether I would step forward. No other man will have you."
Warmth sizzled through her abdomen, burning a path to her groin. Her clit pulsed and throbbed, and her nipples hardened until they ached. His vow whispered through her ears until it rebounded and echoed, seductive and alluring.
There was raw arrogance in his expression. Confidence. More than that, there was knowledge. Power. She craved it with her entire being. Wanted it and him more than she'd wanted anything else, and all she had to do was reach out and take it. (excerpt from Sweet Persuasion by Maya Banks. Link to Book Sweet-Persuasion-Maya-Banks/dp/0425266966)
Uraraka felt the heat rise to her face. She was sure she looked redder than the cherries on the cover. She closed the book immediately and dropped it to the floor as if simply touching the cover could burn her up more than she was already.
She took three deep, soothing breaths.
She wasn't a child anymore. She knew what sex was but she had never felt what she felt reading those words.
Walk away! Walk away! She was getting flustered just thinking about it. She hurried out of the aisle and looked up at the genre. "Romance" it read.
She tried to play her game with some other books but her brain just wouldn't cooperate. 5 minutes and about 10 books later and the words continued to replay in her mind. Her heart was racing a bit. A small, very small, but very determined voice kept telling her to go back. Keep reading.
She turned the corner and saw Mina purchasing something at the counter. Uraraka walked towards the exit to wait for her. She needed to get the heck away from that book.
She felt the blood rush to her cheeks again. Not again! She groaned.
"Chako-chan," she smiled as she approached, "Woah girl are you okay?" She said still smiling but her eyes were showing concern.
Uraraka erupted into confused sputtering, she was so nervous. "Ay-uhm! Ha ha, yes -uhm! Fine. I'm fine." She sputtered and continued to laugh uncomfortably.
Mina gave her a skeptical look.
Get it together Ochako! She scolded herself. She gave Mina a sheepish smile before speaking again. "I'm fine."
"Uhm, well okay if you say so." Mina spoke with a slight drawl, "Wanna head back?"
Uraraka nodded and let Mina take her hand as they walked back to the store.
She really tried to continue with the fun but she just couldn't get the scene she had read out of her head. She felt so guilty and naughty, she would erupt into a blush when anyone would ask her what was wrong.
They arrived back to the dorms an hour or so before dinner but Uraraka was not in the mood to socialize. She gave her friends a feeble excuse and retired to her room under the excuse of taking a nap. After multiple failed attempts to quiet her mind and go to sleep she let out an exasperated sigh.
She looked at her clock. It was still half an hour until dinner. She usually showered before bed, but maybe a shower was what she needed to relax and finally wash away the day. Tomorrow was Monday and as the school year approached its end, Aizawa-sensei was piling it on harder. She needed her sleep.
Uraraka grabbed her shower things and made her way to her bedroom door. As she stepped outside her foot landed on an uneven surface. She took a jump back and looked down at her feet.
It was a book. Someone had placed it in a tan-ish book cover and placed it at the entrance of Uraraka's room.
She leaned down to pick it up and inspect it. She opened up the first page.
Maya Banks
Sweet Persuasion
Her stomach fell and her heart began to race. She didn't know the name of the book or the author but something in her gut told her this was it.
She removed the cover with slightly shaky fingers.
Two red cherries dangling in front of an all black cover.
She entered her room in a hurry, still holding on to the book and closed her door with more force than intended.
She threw the book on her bed and stared at it for a couple of seconds.
She could feel the anticipation and adrenaline course her body.
She giggled a bit.
She was being stupid.
She was 16 after all. It's not like she was a prude per se. She had seen a couple of sex scenes in movies and TV shows (that she definitely shouldn't have been watching but oh well). But something about reading about it felt...scandalous. Salacious even.
But she was curious. And not necessarily just about the story. She was curious about sex and she couldn't think of a better, safer, less embarrassing way to do it.
With the book cover no one would know. Not really.
She looked at her clock, she had about 10 minutes before dinner.
She sat in her bed and grabbed the book, placing the book cover on it again.
And for the next 10-ish minutes UA's little bubbly Uraraka Ochako, the sweet and innocent girl that everyone around her saw, began reading her first erotic book.