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With how thrifty Ochaco had always been, the first time she pulled up Netflix on her television you were shocked. She’d explained that she split the cost with Izuku and Tenya, so the money was no big deal. So, when you came over for your date night and saw her scanning Netflix for an animated feel-good movie, it was perfectly normal for you. She laid across her small couch and patted her lap, inviting you to join her there. You did, and she held you to her chest and slid into full relaxation. You followed suit. The movie was fun and colorful, and was clearly picked to relax after her hectic work week. You were so comfortable. Ochaco’s boobs were so soft, softer than any pillow you’d slept on. Having her arms around you made you feel at home.
After the movie had gone on for a while, you felt Ochaco’s arms remove themselves from your torso. You were about to ask her if she needed a bathroom break, when she ran her fingers through your hair. They started at the nape of your neck and traveled against the natural fall of your hair. It made you tilt your head back further. You absolutely loved when she played with your hair. You could feel her stroke the length of it. “It’s gotten even softer, (y/n). It’s always been so soft; how did you even manage that?”
“Oh, I changed shampoo recently. Do you like it?”
“Remind me to take a shower at your place next time I’m there.”
You both laughed, and you could feel her position all of your hair across one shoulder. She then leaned down and placed a feather-light kiss right behind your ear. The gesture sent chills down your neck and arms. Like lightning, it electrified the air around you both.
Ochaco kissed all over your ear and neck, gently nudging you to sit up so she could kiss your properly. Her kiss was eager and sweet. You couldn’t help but melt into it. You’d missed your girlfriend, so kissing her was really all you wanted to do right now. Unfortunately, she pulled away far too soon. She giggled after looking at your face, and you realized you must have been pouting at her. She kissed you on the head before standing up, excusing herself. She was blushing as she spoke, and you excused her. She was always so cute when she got shy and polite like that.
You quickly learned that shyness was not the reason she had been flushed. She came out of her room without her top, and your eyes were immediately drawn to the lacy light grey bra she wore. She looked gorgeous, and you felt the way all the blood in your body shoot to your face. You were slightly dizzy from how flustered you were. She laughed, seeing clearly that you were both equally flustered over it. She was able to pull together the courage to crawl into your lap and kiss you feverously. You were helpless to resist the way her lips held you in her power. The most you could do was hold on for dear life.
She held your hands and brought them to her chest. The skin was softer than velvet, and you got to trace the soft thin stretchmarks across her chest. It was better than anything in the world, and you could sit here, kissing and worshiping her soft chest forever; however, you weren’t prepared for the look she gave you when she pulled away. She gazed at you with so much love and intensity. She tugged at your shirt in a silent request, and you nodded, scared to break the silence yourself. She tugged the shirt over your head, revealing a dark purple, lace-trimmed, demi bra you were wearing under your top. She smiled and traced it, causing more goosebumps to spread along your torso. After a moment she looked up at you. Her gaze was honest and open. You kissed her forehead gently before she finally spoke. “Would you have sex with me?”
This was a large step in the relationship. You were already the farthest you had ever been with her. One problem came to mind, but as soon as you opened your mouth to bring it up, she held a finger to shut you up. “Don’t worry, I have protection. I’m prepared.”
You had no other objections with that. If she really wanted it enough to prepare for it, then you were happy for it as well. You were nervous, but no more so than you were sure she was as well.
Once in Ochaco’s bedroom, she got you to lay down on her bed. At that she made quick work of your bottoms, and revealed your matching panties. She giggled at the way your cock strained against the thin material. She teased you, slowly tracing the head of your dick gently, before finally taking your panties off too. She then followed suit, stripping herself down to her underwear, and then finally slid them off as well. Once she was done with that, you watched her go to her side table and pull out a condom. She really had gotten prepared. The thought of it made you so flushed. She wasted no time putting in on for you. You were going to tell her you could do it yourself, but she had such a cute face of concentration. You just let her do it while giggling to yourself.
Ochaco wasted no time straddling her girlfriend’s hips, and you had little time to prepare yourself before she started to sink down on your cock. It felt fantastic. She felt so tight around you, and her gasp of air moved you to hold onto her waist. She seemed so eager, you had to hold onto her and force her to slow down a bit to avoid her hurting herself. It was also to avoid ejaculating too quickly. You didn’t know how many condoms she had, so having to start over was a bad idea. Instead you focused on letting her adjust slowly to being filled.
Soon she could bottom out, and she started to lift herself up and ride your dick. The way her boobs bounced at the action was practically hypnotic. You held them up, both to feel the way she bounced more, and to keep gravity from hurting her chest. She seemed to appreciate the gesture, and sped up her movements. You encouraged this by snaking a hand down to her clit and gently circled it with your thumb. The way she cried out when you did so and clenched around your dick told you you’d done the right thing, and thus you continued with eagerness. Her moans grew in volume and had a whiny pitch to them. The hand that was still holding up one of her breasts pinched her nipple and rolled it between your fingers. Doing this made her practically wail and rock her hips even harder. It was hard to keep it together; pinching and rubbing at her nipple and clit was the best distraction you had. But it did the job, and soon your girlfriend’s movements got erratic. She was racing towards her climax, and you’d been holding yours off for a bit. So, when she ground down onto you and you felt the twitch and squeeze of her coming around your cock, you were right behind her. You couldn’t have held out longer even if you had tried. Between the way she felt and sounded, you were toppling over the edge before you even knew it.
Once both of you recovered your breath, Ochaco flopped down onto your chest. She gave a happy sigh and cuddled into you. “I have the best girlfriend,” she said, and you felt so happy. You were really the lucky girl here.