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By the time the group headed back to the hotel for dinner, her patience had worn thin.

The elevator ride up to your shared room was quiet. The second the door clicked shut behind you, Ochako grabbed your wrist and spun you around, pressing your back against the wall.

“You’ve been a real pain in the ass today,” she said, voice low. Her usual soft tone had an edge to it now. She tapped you with her fingertips—Quirk activated—and your feet left the floor, floating inches off the ground.

You smirked, heart racing. “Finally. Thought you’d never snap.”

Ochako floated you across the room and dropped you onto the bed. You bounced once before she was on you, knees bracketing your hips, hands pinning your wrists above your head. She deactivated her Quirk so gravity settled again, her weight keeping you in place.

“You think it’s funny, teasing me in front of everyone?” She leaned down, lips brushing your ear. “Rubbing up against me in the water like that. Telling me how wet you were while Mina was two feet away.”

You shivered, biting your lip. “Maybe I do.”

Ochako’s hand slid down your body, yanking the knot of your bikini top loose with one tug. The fabric fell away. She palmed your breast roughly, thumb flicking over your nipple until it hardened.

“Brat,” she muttered. She shifted lower, mouth latching onto your other nipple, sucking hard. You arched off the bed with a sharp gasp. She didn’t let up, teeth grazing just enough to make you squirm.

When she pulled back, her eyes were dark. “You’re gonna stay right here and take it. No tapping out. Got it?”

“Yeah—fuck, yeah.”

She stripped the rest of your bikini off efficiently, then stood up long enough to shed her own. The sight of her—sun-kissed skin, determined expression—made heat pool low in your stomach.

Ochako climbed back on top, this time facing away from you in a reverse straddle. She hooked your thighs over her shoulders and lowered herself onto your face without warning.

“Get to work, Y/N.”

You groaned into her, tongue sliding through her soaked folds immediately. She was dripping. All that teasing had clearly affected her more than she let on. You licked and sucked eagerly, focusing on her clit while she rocked her hips against your mouth.

Ochako moaned softly, then leaned forward. Her fingers spread you open before two slid inside you without preamble. You moaned louder against her, the vibration making her thighs tense.

“That’s it,” she breathed, pumping her fingers deep and steady. “Keep that pretty mouth busy.”

She added a third finger, curling them perfectly against that spot inside you. Your legs shook around her shoulders. She ground down harder on your tongue, chasing her own pleasure while driving you closer to the edge.

You tried to warn her you were close, but it came out muffled. Ochako didn’t stop. She rubbed your clit with her thumb in tight circles until you came hard around her fingers, hips jerking up, moaning into her pussy.

She rode out your orgasm, then lifted off your face just enough to let you breathe. Her fingers kept moving slowly inside you, dragging out the aftershocks.

“Already cumming?” She sounded amused. “We’re nowhere near done.”

She flipped around, settling between your legs this time. Without giving you time to recover, she pushed your thighs apart and buried her face in you. Her tongue was relentless—lapping, sucking, fucking into you while two fingers continued their steady thrust.

You grabbed at her hair, thighs trying to close around her head. “O-Ochako— shit— too soon—”

She pinned your hips down with surprising strength. “You can take it. You wanted this, remember?”

The overstimulation hit fast. Every lick sent sparks shooting up your spine. You writhed under her, torn between pushing her away and pulling her closer. Ochako hummed against you, the vibration making your eyes roll back.

When she sucked hard on your clit, you came again with a broken cry, back arching off the bed. She didn’t pull away. She kept licking you through it until you were shaking, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes.

Ochako finally sat up, lips shiny, looking far too satisfied. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

“On your stomach.”

You rolled over on shaky limbs. Ochako grabbed a pillow and shoved it under your hips, tilting your ass up. She straddled your thighs, one hand pressing between your shoulder blades to keep your chest down.

You heard the soft click of the bottle of lube from the nightstand. Then two slick fingers pressed against your ass.

“Relax, Y/N,” she murmured, leaning down to kiss your spine. “You’re gonna take these too.”

She worked one finger in slowly, then the second, scissoring gently while her other hand reached around to play with your clit. The dual sensation had you moaning into the mattress, pushing back against her hand.

“Greedy,” she teased, adding a third finger. “Look at you. Still trying to get more after cumming twice.”

You whimpered when she pulled her fingers out. The blunt head of the strap she’d pulled from her suitcase pressed against your pussy instead. She’d packed it. Of course she had.

Ochako pushed in with one smooth thrust, bottoming out deep. You gasped at the stretch, fingers clawing at the sheets.

“Fuck— Ochako—”

She gripped your hips and started fucking you in earnest—deep, rolling strokes that made the bed creak. Each thrust pushed you harder into the pillow, ass raised perfectly for her.

“You like pushing me until I snap?” she asked, voice breathy but steady. She reached forward and grabbed a fistful of your hair, pulling your head back. “This what you wanted?”

“Yes— God, yes—”

She fucked you harder, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the room. One hand slipped under you again, rubbing your clit in time with her thrusts. Your third orgasm built fast, almost painfully.

“Don’t hold back,” she ordered. “Cum for me.”

You shattered again, clenching hard around the strap, a broken moan tearing from your throat. Ochako kept going, fucking you through it until your legs gave out.

She pulled out and flipped you onto your back. Her face was flushed, hair messy, but her eyes were still hungry. She pushed your legs up and over her shoulders, folding you in half as she slid back inside.

This angle was brutal. She hit deep with every thrust, grinding against your clit. You were oversensitive, sobbing quietly with each drag of her cock inside you.

“Too much?” she asked, not slowing down.

You shook your head, tears slipping down your temples. “D-don’t stop—”

Ochako smiled, dark and satisfied. She pinned your wrists again and leaned in close, fucking you with short, punishing thrusts.

“Gonna cum one more time for me, Y/N. Then I’ll let you rest.”

You didn’t think you could, but she worked your clit steadily, never breaking rhythm. The pressure built again—sharp and overwhelming. When it finally broke, your whole body seized, a silent cry stuck in your throat.

Ochako groaned softly as she came too, hips stuttering against you before she collapsed, still buried deep.

For a long minute, the only sounds were your ragged breathing. She eventually pulled out carefully and untangled your limbs, pulling you into her chest.

“You okay?” she asked, voice soft again. Her fingers traced soothing patterns on your back.

You nodded weakly against her neck. “Yeah. Fuck… you went hard.”

“You earned it.” She kissed your temple, a small smirk in her voice. “Keep teasing me tomorrow and we’ll see what happens.”

You laughed breathlessly, already sore and satisfied. “Challenge accepted.”

༉‧₊˚. A/N: wlwwwww!! happy pride yallll

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