Ochako had heard a lot about Himiko Toga. Her cousin, Midoriya Izuku had dated her for a few months before breaking it off, voicing his fears of her controlling attitude.
Ochako hadn't heard this directly from the source. She hadn't talked to Izuku in..a while. A long while actually. After high school they drifted apart, texts spacing out further and further until they just stopped.
Regardless, she still stayed somewhat up to date on the family drama. She'd gone to Uncle Yagi and Aunt Inko's wedding in April to give her congratulations. She'd seen Izuku there with a blond, a hot blond she admits to herself privately, hanging off his arm. She felt a little bad that the only reason she looked twice at her cousin was because of the girl on his arm, but she didn't beat herself up about it too much. Communication was a two-way street after all.
She had heard that they broke up through the grapevine. Izuku talking to his mom talking to her sisters and her mom talking to her. She got a little more detail when her other cousin, Eri, called her up crying about the nasty phone call that Toga had given her.
She had accused Eri of incest of all things! Trying to insinuate that Eri harbored feelings for her older cousin because he had gotten her out of their aunt's ex-husband's grip when he started abusing her. Some sort of distorted gratitude that came from a reverse savior complex. Or whatever the term for it was, Ochako wasn't sure of the exacts, too focused on comforting her cousin.
Once Eri had calmed down, she started in on more detail. Apparently Toga had been calling everyone in the family. She'd even called Aunt Inko and accusedher of incestuous intentions toward her son! Inko couldn't hurt a fly and Izuku was too precious to her to do anything of the sort.
The worst part of the situation was that Ochako was fascinated. She didn't understand how someone could be so delusional, so possessive, so…insane.
She waited for her turn. And waited. And waited.
She never got a call and she was disappointed. Toga hadn't evenconsidered her. A threat, considered her a threat.
Ah, who was she kidding, she wanted Toga to think about her. The idea of Toga calling her up to scream and threaten her made her feel all hot and tingly in the best way.
Especially since she was thinking about how to use the situation to her advantage.
Toga was probably calling and threatening because of her own abandonment issues and wanting to secure Izuku as a permanent fixture in her life and eliminate anyone who posed a threat to that plan. Wow that sounded all smart, way-to-go Ochako's intro to psychology class!
But anyway.
If Toga was trying to eliminate and isolate Izuku's connections, then any contact she had with said connections, she would keep to herself. So she'd call people up and not tell Izuku a thing. No matter what happened.
Which would have given Ochako so much leeway if she had actually given her a call.
If Ochako really wanted to do this, she was gonna have to bait Toga.
Was she really that desperate for a psycho girl's attention?
Yes. Yes she was.
She called up Eri and, after some polite conversation, got Toga's instagram. Reportedly, she watched it like a hawk.
Ochako hoped that was true as she hit the 'Request to Follow' button.
It took almost a full week until she got a notification of a follow request. Toga's account didn't have a profile picture, left with the stock one from account creation. Her username was generic To_ga_Hi_miko with a surprising 1k followers and 2k following. Toga hadn't accepted her follow request, but had returned a request.
She'd only gotten the notification an hour ago, but she accepts the request as soon as she sees it. She knows she's not going to get anything for a while. Toga will supposedly have to do some research on her. Ochako's profile was bland enough. Mostly nature photos, some of the construction from her parent's work and a few sparse photos of herself beyond her profile picture displaying a wide grin on her face from her college graduation party, a little cake smeared on the top left corner of her face.
Ochako hopes she screenshots every last photo and spends hours pouring over the details.
Later that night, as with the past few nights, she thinks of Toga as her fingers glide under sheets and she gasps as she imagines pinning down the slender blond, trapping her on the bed. Just as she has done in the past six nights and just as she plans to do for at least the next few.
It's two days later that she gets a call. Caller ID is blocked and her heart races. That was the first sign, Eri had told her. She called no Caller ID, waited for you to talk, then hung up without a word.
She had to play this cool so she'd get another call. Just 'Hello'. Nothing else.
She picks up, "Hi." And shit she's already messed up. That was the most lust-filled 'hi' that she's ever given. She could hear her voice practically dripping with lust in its low shakiness.
There's no response, but there's also no dial-tone to indicate she had hung up.
She can try again. She takes a deep breath, crossing her legs on her bed as she puts the phone on speaker. "Hello?" She pushes confusion into her voice.
Dial-tone.
Drat.
She wastes no time in taking advantage. The fact that Toga had been listening was enough to get her going. She strips her short off, spreads her legs, and lets her finger work herself to completion, thoughts of a possessive blond listening on the line.
The next call comes an hour later. It's 11 at night, but Ochako had been letting her fingers linger without pushing herself to her limits for the past hour and this is just the thing to push her over that edge.
It's not like Toga will tell anyone, so no shame on her name for what she wants.
She picks up after the second ring, voice polite (and possibly a little breathy from exertion but Ochako couldn't be sure), "Hello?"
Nothing, but Ochako is patient. The past hour can attest to that and it's not even her best work. "Hello?" She asks again, "Is someone there."
There's a huff on the other side of the phone and Ochako has to conceal a small gasp as her finger pushes hard against her inner wall in response to the noise.
There's nothing further, so Ochako plays the annoyed spam call receiver. Maybe it'll provoke Toga into saying something. "I don't know who this is, but you won't get a cent out of me if you can't even say anything."
"Stop talking to him." A soft voice comes. There's not even venom in the voice, but there is a command. Starting off with being told what to do is something Ochako could get behind.
Her fingers slip out from the slow pump of one finger she had been putting herself through for the past hour and she circles her clit with a pruned middle finger. Her voice is steady as she replies, "I'm sorry, who is this?"
She canfeel Toga's tension building, knowing how to create reactions had always been Ochako's specialty.
The voice coming back is harsher this time, loud and angry and Ochakoloves it, "I said. Stop. Talking. To. Him!"
Ochako lets her finger circle harder around her clot, the pleasure and tension making her throb in heart and heat. She loved the anger, loves the reaction, she wants more, "I'm sorry.." a pant as sparks make her eyes flutter and her finger push against skin, "I don't know who you're talking about."
"Izuku! I'm talking about Izuku! Who the fuck else would I be talking about! He's mine, his body is mine, his heart is mine, his blood is mine."
Ochako could get behind this. Not Izuku's involvement of course, but an obsession with blood? Toga could claim her blood if she wanted. She had plenty to spare after all. She does want the confirmation that this is Toga, though, so, "And who are you?"
"Toga! Himiko Toga and you will stay the fuck away from my boyfriend or it's your grave that I'll be digging, understand?"
"Oh..Toga." It's not a clear moan, but there's a definite breathiness behind her voice that would be hard to mistake if she hadn't continued, "Do you know who you're talking to?"
"Ochako Uraraka, and you're going to stay the fuck away from my boyfriend."
Ochako lets a second finger down and grinds her clit between them, "I'm not interested in Izuku, Toga."
"Of course you're not, I'd-"
"I'm interested in..you though." She interrupts, a heated breath interrupting her declaration.
Toga seems to short-circuit at that, she's caught on and Ochako lets out a moan to give her the confirmation she needs to stop fully in her tracks as she tries to process, "Wha-"
"Please, don't let me..interrupt..you, keep telling me..what you're going to..do..to me." Her breath is coming in short and her voice is shaky as she speaks.
"You-you shut up." Now it's Toga's voice whose shakes and Ochako thinks it suits her. She'd love to see Toga unravel further, preferably on Ochako's tongue.
"What are you gonna…do if I..don't?" Ochako lets her other hand down, pushing her leg to the side as she lets her middle finger circle her entrance in time with her other hand rubbing her clit between two fingers.
"I'm going to make you regret it." Her voice is hard now and Ochako likes it, likes the fight that Toga is putting up.
"Yeah?" She breathes out the question.
"Yeah. I'm going to personally come over there and make you regret every. Single. Second. Of this call." Toga's into it. Her breathing is heavy and her tone flirty, she's reciprocating and Ochako wants her now.
"How. Please. Tell me how."
"I'm going to hold you down by that pretty little throat of yours, a knife should keep you still, shouldn't it?"
Ochako nods in confirmation, forgetting that Toga can't see her, but it doesn't matter because Toga keeps going, "You're going to lose all you clothes because sluts don't get to have clothes and you are such a slut."
Ochako moans, but Toga doesn't pause, "I'm going to get the biggest toy you own and I'm going to shove it in you dry, make you cry on it."
Ochako take that as a cue to push two fingers into her hole and moans at how full it feels, "S'gonna..be..tight."
"Damn right it's going to be tight and I won't stop because you deserve every last bit of that hurt for messing with me."
"Please." Ochako begs, fingers pumping faster in and out of her while she punches her clit in her other hand.
"Please what, use your," there's a slick sound and Ochako realizes Toga is getting herself off to this, "words."
"Wanna cum, please."
"Beg."
"Please Toga please, I need to cum so bad, please let me cum, I'll do anything, please, please, plea-"
"Hurry up and cum for me. Don't stop until I say you can."
The sound of slick echoes through her apartment as she finishes with a broken moan. Her pants turn to whimpers as she prolongs it. "Please, please, it's too much, I can't-"
Toga groans on the other end as she presumably finishes with a high moan thatsings in her voice.
"Please, cum for me Toga, please." Ochako moans out as her hand starts to refuse her attempts to continue.
"Fuck…" Toga moans brokenly and a loud thump comes from the other end of the phone.
Ochako really enjoyed herself and is about to say so when she hears the sound of dial-tone.
Well, fuck. That was rude.
She turns onto her stomach, panting into her pillow and lets out a loud groan in frustration.
Toga was rude, but Ochako still hopes she'll call again.