AN: This chapter contains explicit descriptions of female masturbation.

NOTE: This chapter contains excerpts 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).

Chapter 5

Uraraka let the hot stream of water massage her body as a soft sigh escaped her lips.

She had just finished another long and grueling day of exams. Two down, one to go. The day following exams would be the dance and then they were off for two weeks on "break."

All Might had really inculcated in them that they should really treat those two weeks as a vacation, for it would more than likely be their last true, no responsibilities, vacation. As second and third years, breaks would be utilized for hero internships and after that...well the life of a hero was not an easy one.

Uraraka turned so that the warm pressure could hit her back muscles. This was the first time all week that she had been able to have more than ten minutes of alone time, not counting the time she spent asleep.

The weekend zoomed by in the blink of an eye. Although Saturday's girls' night had been fun and relaxing in its own way, it was also stress-inducing. After the obvious worrying surrounding the upcoming exams and the excited chit-chat about the end-of-year dance, the conversation had taken a turn that Uraraka should have seen coming.

She reached behind her to grab the shampoo bottle and began to lather it through her head, using her fingers to scratch in a way that made her whole body relax even further.

"So...Truth or Dare." Their invisible classmate said after a slight lull in the conversation. The atmosphere in the common room shifted slightly. They had only played once before and that was when they were all barely getting to know each other. The questions and dares were very tame, but Uraraka had a feeling it wouldn't be that way this time around.

"Who are you asking?" Jiro said, eyes focused on her toenails as she applied topcoat over the dark purple polish. The rest of the girls began to shift into a tighter circle.

"Mmmm…" Hagakure mused for a bit, "Well let's say you since you were the first to bite." She finished, a smile, evident in her tone of voice.

Jiro finished her toenails and extended her legs to admire her work before looking up at the girls and smiling.

"Okay," she extended her arms out in a stretch. "Let's go with truth since I really don't want to risk having to redo my toes."

"Okay, okay. Truth...Ah!" Hagakure exclaimed, "Let's get down and dirty from the get-go because that's what this game is really for isn't it."

Mina and Jiro chuckled.

"Go for it," Jiro said in an almost bored tone like she genuinely couldn't give two fucks about revealing anything deep and personal. Uraraka admired her assuredness.

"When was the last time you masturbated and how?" Mina asked defiantly.

"Hey! It was supposed to be me asking the question." Hagakure protested, but it didn't sound like she was truly upset.

To her credit, Jiro didn't blush or become flustered. She looked Mina dead in the eye before opening her mouth to speak, "Yesterday. In the shower. Two fingers."

"Dang, okay girl, relax." Mina raised her hands in mock defeat as she giggled. "We get it you a badass." The girls erupted in a chorus of laughter.

Uraraka put her head under the water to rinse out the shampoo.

The girls continued playing for a couple of rounds before the conversation became further debauched. The things Uraraka had discovered from her classmates had been slightly shocking.

The never bashful, no-fucks attitude, Jiro, did manage to blush profusely when asked to detail her most recent wet dream and who it was about. Through mumbled whispers the girls managed to hear that the star of her most recent dream, the one who had bent her over Aizawa-sensei's desk and eaten her out from behind, was none other than a certain electric classmate of theirs.

The regal and mature Momo was dared to make a lacy thong and leave it outside Todoroki's door with a signed note. The creation-quirk holder didn't protest or become embarrassed. In fact, she laughed the whole time she was doing it.

Hagakure was asked if she had ever seen a penis (Yes) and if we knew who's (No) and to describe it (Normal, she thinks. She's only seen one in real life but it didn't look not normal. She didn't really have a reference but she'd get back to us once she did).

Even Tsu had admitted to having her breasts touched under her shirt, but over the bra, she was adamant in the girls knowing it was over the bra. The act had been done by a guy she thought she liked a couple of weeks before they all started UA. Turned out she didn't.

Uraraka grabbed the conditioner bottle and massaged the product through her wet strands.

"Uraraka's turn!" Hagakura sang. Uraraka's heart fell to her stomach. What if Mina asks about the book! She still didn't want the girls to know about it. Mina locked eyes with her and smiled playfully. Fuck.

"Chako sweetie," She started innocently. Uraraka could feel her palms get sweaty. "When's the last time you've climaxed and what got you there."

This bitch. Uraraka groaned inwardly but the insult held no bite. In fact, she hadn't really meant it as an insult, she was just slightly annoyed.

Uraraka glanced at the group of girls, all leaning in towards her, eyes glistening with interest. She took a deep breath and let it out through her mouth slowly.

"Okay, but don't laugh," She said as she brought her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. The girls immediately began with their chorus of never's and of course not's.

"Well, uhm...yea...so the thing is...okay…" She began to stutter. She suddenly felt so inexperienced and small compared to her friends. They all were growing and becoming not just strong pro-heroes in the making, but formidable women. Confident. Unashamed. Fierce.

A part of her knew, she too was growing stronger. She just wishes she could also be bolder. Unapologetic in her growth. She sighed.

Uraraka gave herself one final rinse before turning off the water and wrapping herself in her pink, fluffy towel. She stepped out of the shower, grabbed her stuff, and headed towards the small changing room.

The girls were all encouraging. They weren't being pushy, Uraraka knew if she really didn't want to answer they wouldn't force her. Maybe tease her a bit, but never force her. But they had all been so honest, their willingness to share and speak about the subject threw her off a bit, but it also served as a much-needed push.

Stop being such a baby Ochako. She chided herself.

"Okay, okay…" She spoke again, "Well, the thing is. Ugh!" She said exasperated. "I'm really trying here."

The girls chuckled.

"Goodness gracious! Babe if you got something to say spit it out." Mina said grabbing Uraraka's wrist, "We don't judge."

"Yes, zero judgment zone," Momo said, giving her a warm smile. The rest of the girls nodded in agreement.

"Fuck fine." She said looking up to the ceiling.

"Ochako you cussed!" Hagakure teased.

"I cuss," she said giving the invisible girl a dead-eyed stare, "Sometimes."

"A huh, okay, yea sure." She further teased.

"Hagakure shh! She's about to get to the good stuff." Mina scolded her.

Uraraka took another deep breath. She could get through this without stuttering or blushing. What had Mina called her...a Fierce Warrior? Yes, she was that.

"Okay, so the thing is that I have never actually…" Uraraka was losing confidence, "I haven't…" Just say it Ochako damn!

"I've never orgasmed before."

Uraraka quickly changed and headed to her room. Tomorrow was their final day of exams and even though a huge part of her wanted to study some more, she was going to heed Deku and Iida's suggestion that studying too hard the night before an exam was not productive.

She sat cross-legged in her bed, facing the full body length mirror and began to brush her hair absent-mindedly.

The girls had all been really sweet about it. Some hadn't either. Some had gotten close but not quite all the way. Almost all had attempted to get themselves there. Only Mina had any actual experience reaching her climax.

"It's important to explore and know how to get yourself off before expecting someone else too." Mina lectured, "That's what my older cousin told me the day before turning 15."

Somehow, someway, their Truth and Dare game had devolved into Orgasms 101.

Uraraka shook her head violently in her bed trying to not remember just how through Mina had been in describing what it had felt like for her. Water droplets splashing around her.

"Everyone's is different" She had said. "What works for me may not work for you."

"You just gotta practice. Explore."

"Trust me, once you girls figure it out, it's just...wow." She had said with a dreamy expression.

"And…" She said cheekily, "I have yet to find a better stress reliever." Her smile was blinding.

Uraraka looked at herself in the mirror. She was wearing a black tank top, not overly tight, but it definitely allowed her to see her curves. The top of her cleavage seemed full. Fuller than she remembered it. Relatively speaking, she knew her boobs had grown since she had been begrudgingly forced to buy a whole bunch of new bras over the summer. But she had never really paid them much more attention than needed. Showering and getting dressed. She was aware of them how she was aware of her elbow or her the back of her knee. She knew they were there, anatomically.

She uncrossed her legs and walked closer to the mirror.

She was wearing compression shorts that fit just a little too tightly. Her legs and butt had significantly gotten stronger. They were bigger. More toned. Defined. These shorts had fit her perfectly in the first week of 1-A. She would have to buy some new ones eventually but she couldn't justify the spend. Especially after having to purchase a whole new set of bras.

Uraraka slowly turned to the side. She made sure to pay attention to the way her body dipped and curved. Where it looked soft. Where it didn't.

She had never looked at herself. Not how she looked at herself now.

She tried to see herself as if her eyes were that of someone else. A stranger.

What impression would she make? She was tired of looking...innocent. It was her damn face. Her eyes landed on it. It wasn't a bad looking face. It just…

Uraraka turned to the other side. She watched herself closely.

How did her body move? What did it look like when it did?

Questions she wanted to know the answers too.

She closed her eyes.

Took a deep breath.

And slowly, she took her shirt off.

She opened her eyes and they immediately dropped down to her breasts. Her black bra was simple. No frill. No design. But she still liked how it pushed her breasts together and up. She couldn't stop looking at the v-shaped dip between them. It was...inviting?

Was that the word?

Uraraka wasn't sure, but she felt her heart start to beat slightly faster.

With one last look at herself, she walked towards her desk where her bag of school supplies lay. She delved deep into it and came out with the book she wanted.

She went back to the bed and leaned against her wall. She stretched her legs out and opened the book ready to study.

Uraraka had promised Deku and Iida she wouldn't study tonight but she doubted they were referring to this.

With the book secure in one hand, she let her other hand wander lazily down and up her stomach.

"I cannot allow another man to take what I already consider mine."

Her stomach clenched and a flush stole over her body.

"You sound possessive already," she said faintly.

"And that's precisely the way you want me, is it not?"

She squirmed a bit under his scrutiny, but she wasn't going to lie or pretend to be bashful, even if she was ready to crawl under the table.

Nothing about her approach had been shy so far, and there wasn't a need to start now.

Uraraka's hand slowly traced further up, caressing her own breast. She could feel her peaks harden at her ministrations.

"It is," she admitted. "I want...I want to belong. To a man," she added after a deep breath. "It sounds so crazy."

"Stop," he said with quiet authority,

" I won't allow you to degrade yourself for voicing your desires.

They're yours. That makes them important.

Valid.

There's nothing crazy about them."

Uraraka's desire was to relax.

She wanted the kind of relaxation Mina had described.

Post-orgasm, her body turned to jelly, relaxation.

Uraraka's hand had begun to timidly wander further south of her belly button. Her hand very lightly it was almost non-existent passed over her mound. She lost some courage as she continued reading. Her hand settled on her thighs instead, tracing lazy circles up and down them.

"Are you a good lover, Damon?"

Even she was a bit stunned at how easily the question popped out.

To his credit Damon didn't so much as flinch.

He lowered the wineglass to rest above his knee and his warm brown eyes found her own.

Uraraka was growing bolder with her touch. She began to feel a heat pool at the pit of her stomach. A pulsing between her legs. Her body was asking for something but she wasn't entirely sure what. She had never done this before.

In theory, she knew what to do, but theory and real-life were quite different.

Her breath came out in shallow pants.

"I know what you're thinking.

This is your fantasy.

You're in control.

But your fantasy is to relinquish your power.

You will submit to me and my wishes.

My wants and desires will be your own.

You will please me and in return I will please you."

Her body was humming in anticipation.

She needed more.

But how?

She squeezed her thighs together as her hand gently cupped her breast.

Oh! She moaned internally, That felt good. More.

Uraraka squeezed her thighs harder. Longer.

Pleasure enveloped her, like a warm blanket on a cold winter day.

"For the time you are with me, I expect complete obedience and respect."

Her hackles rose at the way he stated obedience, but she could see him studying her.

Waiting for her protest, almost as though he was waiting to call her a fraud

"Does that bother you?" he asked.

"I assume you mean sexually."

His expression didn't change.

"I mean in all aspects."

Ururaka had lost all sense of decorum. Her shy touches burned away by this ridiculous need for...what? She wasn't sure. But damn did trying to reach it feel good.

She reached under her bra and found the perked nipple. She rolled it in between her index and her thumb as she crossed her legs and squeezed even harder.

Her eyes closed as a shot of pleasure consumed her body. With her legs crossed the pressure she was able to produce was tenfold. She heard herself moan audibly but was too enveloped in sensation to feel any shame.

"I don't like to make assumptions even given my preferences.

You stated in your letter that part of your fantasy was for your new master to ejaculate in your mouth."

Oh God, now she knew at least why he'd let her hide her face, because sweet Lord, it was burning,

"Relax," he murmured.

"There should be no shame in voicing your fantasies."

Uraraka needed more. Did she need more...friction?

She was getting frustrated. Her body was flushed and hot.

But how?

She turned and saw her pillow. Would that work?

Who cares! Just try it! Her thoughts were desperate. She couldn't describe the feeling. It felt so good and at the same time, it felt like torture.

She quickly put the pillow between her legs and crossed them. She pulsed her thighs again.

"Fuck!" She said loudly.

Yes, this feels better.

Uraraka caught herself in the mirror. One hand under her bra, gyrating and pulsing against her pillow. Cheeks a bright read. Eyes filled with lust.

In the deep recesses of her mind, she was embarrassed. She had never seen herself like this.

But it also turned her on. Beyond what she thought possible.

Seeing herself getting herself off made her feel…sexy.

Powerful.

Uraraka's vision began to blur. She began to gyrate and pulse faster. She didn't know what compelled her but she needed to go faster. Needed more.

"...I love the idea of coming deep inside you and watching my seed slip from your pussy as I leave your body."

So close. So close. So close.

Her brain repeated like a mantra.

The heat in her belly was getting uncomfortable. She needed to release it somehow.

"I'm not sure I can logically explain the desire I have to mark a woman.

I'm sure it all has to do with the primitive male psyche," he added with a chuckle,

"But the fact is, I want to come in your mouth, your pussy, your ass, on your breasts.

I want to mark you mine in every conceivable fashion.

You will be mine.

Your body will be mine to do with as I wish."

Release.

Uraraka couldn't help the lewd sounds that escaped her mouth. She just hoped to all that was above that she wasn't loud about it.

Her legs convulsed as pleasure spasms consumed her.

Her vision was blurry.

Uraraka set the book down. She took her hand out of her bra and pulled the pillow from between her legs. She could feel her pussy pulsing between her.

Curiously, she took the hand and dipped it under her shorts and underwear.

She let her fingers split her folds and reach further down, towards her entrance.

She could feel the slick on her fingers.

She dipped one tentative finger slightly inside. Just the tip.

She could feel her walls throbbing, sucking her finger deeper inside.

Too much. Too sensitive.

She quickly removed her hand.

She remained how she was as she slowly caught her breath.

Once she felt her heartbeat return to normal and her breathing wasn't as hard. She sat up straight and looked in the mirror once more.

Her body felt...amazing! She was tired but warm. Happy.

She smiled at herself.

Then she burst into giggles. Although she had never been high, she was pretty sure this is what it must feel like.

She couldn't even feel ashamed at the moment.

Uraraka had never felt so relaxed.

"Okay. So I'm definitely doing that again." She told herself, her smile burning brighter.

Uraraka finished getting ready for bed and laid down.

Despite having experienced the most draining two weeks of her short life and one full day of testing ahead of her, she went to sleep without a care in the world.

AN: The heat has been turned the fck up! :) I Hope you all enjoy reading this as much as I have been enjoying writing it.