Ochaco and Izuku had been a couple for almost a year. Between their work load as students at U.A. and their own shyness, intimacy was a slow process for them. Kisses only happened on occasion, mostly on the cheek, nose, or forehead. The pair tended to hold hands on the way to and from classes, but that’s as far as their public displays of affection went. The only person who had witnessed them do anything more than hand holding was Iida, who didn’t seem to mind it so long as it was off campus. He tended to scold them for such actions during school hours. They just enjoyed their privacy, which everyone usually respected.
Whenever Ochaco hung out with the other girls, she tended to get grilled with questions about she and Izuku’s relationship. Most of the girls believed her when it came to their slow progress. Mina, however, wanted the pair to speed up. She had rolled her eyes and said that the continents moved faster than their relationship did.
Ochaco couldn’t help the nagging feeling that had come over her. What would happen if they did more than little pecks on the lips? Come to think of it, she and Izuku had never really even made out. Only chaste kisses had been shared between them.
When Izuku invited her into his dorm after class, she decided to bring up the topic to her boyfriend. The pair lay comfortably next to each other, their class reading material in their hands. Ochaco glanced over at him, watching his eyes as they darted across the paper. He was so cute when he was focused like that. However, she knew this was her only chance to bring it up to him. Nervously pressing her fingers together, Ochaco cleared her throat to gain his attention. “H-Hey, Deku?”
Blinking curiously at her sudden interruption, Izuku turned his head on the pillow to face her. “Yes?”
She gulped, frantically glancing around to look at anything other than him. “H-Have you…” she twiddled her fingers more before gathering her courage to see him. “Have you ever thought of us doing more than we do now?”
Cocking a brow, Izuku rolled over and pressed his chin into his palm. “What do you mean?”
“L-Like… all we do is kiss…” Ochaco could feel her cheeks starting to burn.
Izuku’s brows furrowed. He still didn’t seem to understand. Ugh, she really didn’t want to have to spell it out to him. “So more than kissing what do yo—“ Eyes widening quickly, the realization seemed to dawn on him. “O-Oh! Y-You mean—er…I-I don’t know if I’m ready to go that far, Uraraka…” His own cheeks had gone completely red.
Both of them were so terrible at this. Ochaco sat up, waving her hands in front of her hysterically. “W-Waiitt!! I didn’t mean… you know… I just meant like kissing, um, longer.”
How does one tell her boyfriend she wants to suck face with him!?
“L-Longer?” Izuku stared at her blankly, face still fire engine red. He didn’t get it. Her Izuku was certainly clueless, wasn’t he?
With a desperate sigh, Ochaco smacked her forehead. This was so terrible. Finally, she gathered her nerves and spit it out. “Make-out! I want to make-out with you, Deku!”
“Oh… O-Oh! ” If it was possible to blush so hard that you passed out, Izuku was on the verge of doing so. “I-I… Um…”
She sighed, a small smile twitching to her lips through her embarrassment. “It’s okay. We don’t have to.”
“I want to.”
Ochaco’s jaw dropped. “Y-You—You do?”
Izuku twiddled his fingers in his lap, glancing away from her. “Y-Yes. I just wasn’t sure how to ask you. I’m not very good at talking to girls, much less ask a question like that. D-Don’t get me wrong, I’m comfortable with you, but I still get nervous about this sort of thing. I wish I knew what I was doing, but I really, really don’t and I--”
Lips covering his own cut him off. It was a quick kiss, really. One to just shut up him and stop his mumblings, but it got the ball rolling. Ochaco scooted closer to him, wrapping her arms around his neck. Glancing up at him, she chewed her lip anxiously. “Is… Is this okay?”
Visibly relaxing at the question, Izuku’s shoulders loosened. Smiling, he nodded. “Yeah.” Tentatively, he reached around her, circling her waist and pulling her closer. Her legs went in his lap, Izuku’s face flushed at her closeness. She leaned in, eyes fluttering shut as her lips pressed to his again. Slowly, Ochaco moved her lips against his. Izuku tightened his arms around her at the feeling, making her squeak lightly. Ochaco’s hands shyly tiptoed their way from around his neck to bury themselves into his fluffy locks. She deepened the kiss as her fingers twirled in Izuku’s hair.
Her lips danced with his, the movements intoxicating both of them. She wasn’t sure what force drove her to detach from him, much to Izuku’s dismay as he whimpered in response to the loss of contact. He wasn’t disappointed for long as she moved to straddle his hips. Whatever was happening in her lust-hazed mind, she certainly didn’t regret it as she pulled her body flush against his. Ochaco quickly leaned back in, claiming his lips again. Her fingers interwove back into his hair, tugging slightly.
Ochaco licked lightly at his lips, making Izuku flinch against her. His body suddenly froze, making her lean away and tilt her head. “Deku, you okay? Are we going too fast?”
Catching his breath, his face was completely flushed as he huffed for air. Izuku shook his head. “N-No. Sorry. I was just surprised. I didn’t mean to mess this up.”
Her shoulders sagged with a sad smile, she sighed at his worrying. Shaking her head, Ochaco ran her fingers across his cheek, to which he leaned his cheek against her palm. “Silly, you didn’t mess anything up. We don’t have to do anything you aren’t comfortable with.”
Izuku waved a hand with a nervous laugh. “N-Not that. I’m fine. I just wasn’t ready.”
“Are… Are you ready now?” she asked as she leaned back down, glancing at his lips as she did so.
The action didn’t go unnoticed by Izuku as he gulped, eyes wide as he gazed at her. “Yes…” he breathed.
Smiling, she kissed him tenderly, trying to introduce him back into their previous state. This time his hands took purchase on her cheeks, cupping them as her lips slowly began to move with his again. Ochaco took initiative and swiped her tongue across his mouth, encouraging him to allow her entrance. Now, there was no hesitation as Izuku pried his lips open to let her tangle her tongue with his own.
Ochaco gripped his hair, overwhelmed with the sensation as he licked across her teeth. She’d never done anything like this before, but suddenly, she knew why all of the girls constantly raved about it. Izuku was nothing less than adorable even in a moment of passion like this. His freckles were so bright under his blush. It really shouldn’t have gotten her as hot and bothered as it did.
Her boyfriend was apparently growing in confidence as he pulled her closer, pressing her body against his own. He pulled away slightly, dragging her bottom lip with him between his teeth. Ochaco couldn’t resist the whimper the left her throat. Izuku’s cheeks flushed more, and he quickly changed gears to kiss against her cheeks. Pressing kisses there, he then made his way down to her jaw and her neck. One kiss to her neck, and Ochaco was melting into goop on his lap. She sighed, scooting higher on his lap until she felt something stiff brush across her thigh.
Izuku froze, his entire body locking up as he basically launched himself away from her. Ochaco fell backwards on the bed, squeaking as she landed on her back. Sitting up, she cocked her head. “Deku? What’s wrong?”
His face was redder than before, he flailed his arms wildly in front of him. “I’m sorry! I’m so, so sorry! I didn’t mean--It just-- It happens! I can’t help it!”
Now, she was entirely confused. “Whadda mean? What was that in your pocket?”
Izuku gaped at her. “You didn’t… You didn’t know what that was?”
“No?” Ochaco said, confusion clear in her voice and on her face as her brows furrowed.
“Th-That was…” Izuku cleared his throat, his fingers fiddling around as he glanced around nervously. “That was… me?”
Blinking, she still didn’t get it. “You? What do you... ohhh!!! Ohhh!! ” Everything dawned on Ochaco at once. She wasn’t the only one getting a little bothered by the intense make-out session that had just ensued. That was a good thing right? That meant he was enjoying it too? “So, you liked it?”
Laughing, Izuku rubbed at the back of his head. “W-Well, yeah. It’s hard not to enjoy something like that with you.”
“That’s not the only thing that’s hard,” she teased with a wink.
She could barely keep a straight face after her joke, especially with the way her boyfriend’s face went blood red.
“Ochaco!” he squeaked.
Making him blush was certainly her new favorite thing.