#switch post

“Is that you, princess?” He demanded, face blank with tamed shock. 

She blushed. “Yeah, what’s wrong with it?”

“Nothing, just different. You understood the assignment, I like it.” He smirked.

She chuckled with relief as he drove onto the highway. “And what about you? I’ll have to get used to this dark hair.”

He had temporarily dyed his hair jet black and slicked it down. “Yeah, yeah. It’s weird for me for sure. I also got contacts to put in.” Later she would find out they were blue. She would also learn that she loved the way he would look even though the contacts mixed with his regular eye color gave his eyes a mostly purple tint instead. And she would find out that he really liked her with acrylics. "These nails are really doing something for me. Kami wouldn't ever do this, even for fun." Ochaco didn't feel the weird pinch in her chest that she usually felt whenever he mentioned his wife. Somehow she didn't feel bothered. And that somewhat bothered her. After they had left the party together a week before, she'd replayed the events in her head again and again. It was sloppy, passionate,nearly romantic for her, despite how sore she was afterwards. But Katsuki wasn't romantic and she didn't think she needed him to be or even wanted him to be. They had an amazing sexual relationship and that's all there was to it but she got a glimpse of him she never thought she'd see. In some way he cared about what she could give him and do for him, and that was amazing for her confidence. Not to mention what she was getting in return. 

When she raked her nails over his chest their first night there, she briefly thought to herself again that this wasn't a vacation but when would she get another chance to do this? They were in the middle of New York City, thousands of miles from home where no one knew who they were past the people that came with them and she wanted nothing more than to just be who she wanted, even for a moment. His abs tightened as he pulled a breath through his teeth as he watched her hands slide down his body. "These hotel walls can be thin, doll. You sure you want to do this? I don't want you to hold out on me." He had kept the contacts in at her request and she felt feverish as those mauve irises slid up to her. 

“We are just…” she was scratching him lightly, tracing their names with her nail as she spoke, “…two people on vacation. Or at least that’s what our cover is. We should play the part.” 

The look in his eyes was suddenly dangerous, focused and lusty. “Then what are you waiting for?” 

She grinned. “Relax, we have all night.” 

He grinned back. “Really, we don’t. We have to get some rest to be good at our jobs, even just surveillance.” 

“Really?” She leaned forward and started to dot soft kisses on his chest. 

She could hear him exhale through his nose. “Yeah, you know this.” He squirmed a bit and she could tell he was getting impatient. His fingers were tightening and loosening reflexively where he held on to her. 

She sat back up and positioned herself right over his cock. She slowly slid back and forth over it  and she watched his jaw twitch. “But what if I have a hot man in my bed and I want him to fuck my brains out?”

He gritted his teeth. “Then you should stop teasing him and let him do that.”

She chuckled. “He can do it any time he wants.”

He shook his head as he took in a shaky breath. “Maybe he wants you to take the lead, show him how you want to be fucked.”

She bit her lip and bent down to bring her lips to his ear. “But…he already knows,” she whispered.

He moved faster than she could comprehend, gripping the back of her head to make their lips meet. Whatever laugh that rose up at his eagerness died in her throat as he licked into her mouth and passed his hand over her already wet lips. She tugged his lip between her teeth making him groan. He slapped her ass in response. She immediately took his cock in her hand and started to stroke him. He briefly threw his head back then lifted his head to watch her motions. She bit her lip watching him pant in pleasure. He met her eyes, the purple getting dark as he reached up and placed a hand on her throat. As they kissed again, she guided him into her. She slid down his length, gliding easily down to his pelvis. They both moaned into each other’s mouths.  He rested his forehead against hers. 

“How are you this wet?” He demanded. 

“Because I love fucking you,” she panted out. “Even just the thought of it just-”  He interrupted her with a hot kiss as he pistoned up into her. Whatever she was saying was lost to the both of them as they submitted to the desperate motions of their bodies working together. Her nails dug into his shoulders while he fucked her practically senseless. She let go of any worries for the moment, surrendering to her physical feelings. They moved wildly against each other, breathing hard, sweat beading on both of their bodies. He moved her hips against his hard as he left one finger rubbing fiercely over her clit. 

She laid on his chest, her body useless as her peak rushed closer and closer. He rolled them over, putting her on her back. He laid flush against her, pushing her legs up to her chest. She was flexible, she made sure of it as part of her hero training. What she wasn’t prepared for was the angle he proceeded to pound into her at. He was so deep, his hips slapping against the backs of her thighs. She was breathless. 

He grinned as sweat dripped down his chin onto her chest. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it? This is what you love?”

She bit her lip, her head bobbing limply. “Yes, yes, yes.” She didn’t know if she was answering him or just whispering his praise but she knew he needed to hear it. She was riding a high she didn’t know she could reach. And as her eyes rolled back in her head, silence, except for the wet sounds their bodies were making, filled the room. Her voice was caught in her throat while he watched her rise and fall in concentration. 

She grunted, her voice rough as it came out, her orgasm spearing through her and spreading like molten metal. 

“Jesus, look at you,” Katsuki panted. He wasn’t far behind. His thrusts were shorter, not making his way fully out. She could only hold on to the hotel sheets as he found his own release. He moaned long and loud as he finally pulled out of her at the last minute, shooting white hot across her stomach. He exhaled as he rolled onto his back. “I’ll get you a towel in a second, I just have to catch my breath.”

She laughed silently. “That was good. We should definitely try some role playing.” 

“Shit, you might be right. I’m definitely making the most of those nails while you have them. I’m going to look like I got into a fight with a cat all week.” He peeked at her from the corner of his eye, the side of his mouth raised into a close lipped smile. 

She grinned back. “I’m game if you keep those contacts in.”

They made good on that when they could between their hero work. It was exhilarating for Ochaco, knowing that every night she was going to sneak into Katsuki’s room or he would sneak into hers. She would miss a couple of hours of sleep but ultimately she decided it was worth it. She was on cloud nine up until their last night. Katsuki had told her he would come to her room around midnight. She was already showered and lounging around by 11:30. She was flipping through movie channels when her phone dinged. She quickly pulled the phone up to her face, thinking it was a text. Sometimes he had special instructions for her like beforehand. But it wasn't a text at all. It was a notification, a reminder that made her stomach feel worse than when she used her quirk for too long. She froze, now scared like a deer in headlights. When she remembered how to breath, her fingers went to type a shaky message to Bakugo. 

I'm really tired and our flight is really early. Raincheck?