After the sports festival, Deku is stuck in his costume. I know the students aren't living in the dorms at this point, but this story works best in my mind with them living in the dorms. Don't at me please.

I am also not a writer, so please bare with me.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the My Hero Academia universe nor the characters.

~Deku~

Everyone sat around in the dorm common area after the sports festival. I walked in from my last healing session with Recovery Girl. She told me this was as much as she could do but I still have to take it easy. My fingers are still not working right. Hopefully in a few days I will get their full function back.

I really don't feel like talking to everyone. I think I will just head to bed. Walking to my room, I pull the door open and rush inside before anyone notices I made it back. I release a breath I didn't know I was holding. Made it.

Using one foot to hold the heel of my opposite boot, I pull off each shoe. Reaching behind my head, I pull the face mask over my head and throw it next to my boots. Next, I start to unzip the front of my suit. Pulling it down, I slip out my arms, exposing my torso. A few bruises I can see coloring my mid section.

Using both hands, I go to unbuckle my belt. It won't come off! "Shit!" My stupid injured hand. My fingers can't press the inner portion! I cross my arms trying to do the opposite action with each hand, but my fingers still won't work right. "DAMN IT!"

~Ochaco~

Walking away from the crowd to head to bed early, I hear noise from one of the rooms. What was that? Did someone leave their radio on?

"DAMN IT!"

"Deku?" I whisper. Walking toward his room, it sounds as if someone is struggling. Did a villain get into Deku's room?! Jumping towards the door, I push it open and run into the room, arms at the ready.

"WHAT?!" Deku yells from surprise, his hands flying up in front of his face, ready to strike.

For a second, we both stand in front of each other on the ready. The door closes behind us snapping us out of our poses. It finally dawns on me that no one was in Midoriya's room. There was no threat. I rushed into his room for no reason. And he was shirtless! "I am so sorry Deku! I heard shouting and sounds like someone was in a struggle, and I got scared that someone had snuck in to your room, and . . ." I ramble on until my sentence trails off. His abs were sculpted so magnificently. I wonder how it would feel to run my hand along the ridges of his muscles. . .

"Uraraka," Deku relaxes further, "It's okay. I was struggling but not with a person, but my belt." He motions towards his belt around his waist still.

I didn't realize I was staring at his chest until he points lower at the utility belt. I snap my gaze up to his face, heat rising in my cheeks at this situation at hand. I'm in a shirtless boy's room!

"Uraraka?" Deku questions me concerned.

"Sorry! Is there a problem, do you need help?" I ask timidly.

~Deku~

Holy smokes, there is a girl in my room! I didn't realize the situation until her normally pink tinged cheeks grew brighter. I became much more aware at the little amount of clothing I had on. The question she asked registers now and I imagine her reaching for my belt to help me. Arousal floods my body at the thought. I stamp down the feeling. This costume will not hide anything. I can't accept her offer, but if she doesn't help me, I'm gonna have to go find someone else or have Uraraka go find someone which will also be embarrassing.

During my silence, Ochaco speaks up, "Is your belt stuck? Do I need to find some scissors?"

"Oh, no. My fingers still aren't functioning after fighting Todoroki and I can't push in the side to release the belt," I reply sheepishly. Before saying more, Ochaco steps forward to help. I force myself to be as still as a statue and look straight ahead.

Ochaco reaches for the belt and unsnaps it quickly. She is extremely close to me and continues to stand there looking down even though she had already helped me. I finally look down to see what she is doing. To my horror, there is a large bulge in between us that was painfully obvious.

I stiffen and splutter, "Uraraka, I am so sorry! You are just super close. And, and your hands were so close . . ." The sentence drifts into nothingness as Uraraka grazes the back of her fingers against my abs. I shutter beneath her touch, my pants growing tighter.

Reaching down, I grab her chin, lifting her face up to look at me. Leaning in, I place a soft kiss on her lips. I've never kissed anyone, and I don't know what I was expecting, but this is 100 times better than what I had imagined. I relax into the kiss, pulling Ochaco to me. Her body melted to mine as our kiss deepened. Her lips are so soft. I wonder what she tastes like? With those thoughts, I coax her mouth open with my tongue. As soon as her lips part, I dart my tongue into her mouth tasting her. Amazinggggg.

~Ochaco~

"Mhmmm," I moan into Deku's mouth and immediately pull back, embarrassed by the noise I made. What the heck was I thinking?! Touching his wonderful torso, it felt so good. . .

As I pull back, Deku's eyes pop open and he looks at me surprised. "Is everything okay?" Deku begins, then sees the embarrassment on my face, "Ochaco, don't be embarrassed. If anything, I should be the embarrassed one. You were so close, closer than any girl has ever been to me. I tired not to think about it, but I have had a crush on you since the first time we met. I never thought I would have a chance with you, but when you came in here . . . I tried to not think about anything, but as you saw, my body obviously did the opposite." After a pause he added, "And I like the way you moan."

His words were foreign to me. Izuku likes me? Has liked me since we met? When I saw his visible excitement, I couldn't help but be encouraged. I didn't mean to show how much I liked him, how much I liked what we were doing, when I moaned, but now hearing how he feels, I want to hear him moan. Rushing back to him, our lips crash against each other. I throw caution to the wind, kissing him like we will never kiss again.

My hands reach out towards his abs again, feeling his hard muscles contract below me. His strong arms wrap around me. This time he breaks the kiss and nuzzles my neck. "Ochaco, I have a confession to make. I've never kissed anyone before." A nervous laugh escapes him.

"You have never kissed anyone, Deku? I would have thought you would have already, you know," I couldn't bring myself to say sex out loud.

"Me? Have. With another?" Deku splutters, obviously shocked by my assumptions.

"You are so handsome and strong. I don't know how you have gone so long without anyone even kissing you. Who wouldn't want you?! Izuku, I have always had a crush on you, though I wouldn't admit it for the longest time. If it makes you feel better, I've kissed one person, but it was so quick I doubt it even counts," it was my turn to nervous laugh.

"Well, I'm glad my first kiss is with you Ochaco," Deku assures and smiles at me kindly. His smile quickly turns to something more sexual as he releases my chin and wraps both arms around my waist. He goes back to kissing me and winds his right hand into my hair, pulling slightly causing me to moan once again.

~Deku~

The sounds of her moans sound magnificent. I unwind my arm around her waist and slowly trail up her stomach. She is already out of her costume and in shorts with a loose t-shirt. As my hand travels further up her torso, they land on the bottom of her bra. I trace the bottom of her bra with my thumb, leaving my palm open to skim across her skin. Adding a little force, I push my thumb under the wire portion of her bra to graze the underside of her breasts. If I had not been so full of lust, I'm sure I would be freaking out at touching a girl's boobs.

Uraraka squirmed beneath me. Just the small touch wasn't enough for me, so I push my whole hand up under the fabric to fully knead her mound. Our kiss breaks once again, as we both gasp. "Deku," Ochaco moans out my name.

"Mhmm, your breasts feel so incredible. May I?" I inquire while raising up her shirt slowly.

"Um, could we turn the lights off first?" Her voice shakes and she looks away from me.

"Ochaco," I grab her face again and force her to look at me, "You are so beautiful. I want to see every inch of you. Kiss every inch of you. Let me show you how beautiful you are. Do you trust me?"

Still looking at me, she nods reluctantly. "I don't like my body, I never had," she admits. "I just don't know if you will like what you will see."

"Hey, we don't have to do any of this. I just want to show you how much I care for you. Show you what I have been dreaming about since meeting you." Her eyes brighten at my words. I hope she can understand how much she means to me. "If you aren't comfortable, let's stop here."

"No, I've been dreaming of this, too, Deku. I don't want to stop, but I'm nervous," Uraraka admits.

I'm nervous, too. With her admission though, I pull her shirt over her head continuing to maintain eye contact. With a quick glace down, I see her black bra which is striking against her pale skin. What is she worried about? Her body is fantastic! Even better than what I imagined! I gently pull her towards me and back us up till my knees hit my bed. Sitting down, I continue to pull her onto my lab and begin nuzzling her covered breasts. Wanting to feel her bare skin again, I reach around to the back to unclasp the bra only to be met with frustration as my stupid fingers are still not working right. Of all the times to lose basic motor function with my fingers! In my struggle, Ochaco reaches behind her and mercifully helps me out. I tug on the garment and toss it to the side. Her perky full breasts bounce slightly as they are released. Each nipple is extended from her excitement. Experimentally, I brush a finger over one nipple which causes Ochaco to arch her back towards me, a hiss coming from her lips. Her own fingers tangle themselves into my hair holding me in position before this glorious sight. I begin to palm both mounds, playing with their weighted softness.

The urge to begin kissing every part of her takes me over. I lean forward and trap her left nipple into my mouth, sucking on it while still kneading the other. Her stradled legs clamp around my thighs tight as she squirms in pleasure. I continue to play with her nipple in my mouth, grazing it with my teeth. I trail kisses across to the other breast and repeat the process. The feeling of her chest in front of me, filling my mouth is euphoric. I only hope she begins to feel how beautiful she is to me.

Flipping them over, Deku places Uraraka on the bed and reaches to remove her shorts. "You wear a thong?" I'm surprised to see the sexual undergarment.

"Well, it was either that or no underwear at all. My costume is too tight to wear normal panties. Going with nothing at all seemed too dirty. I was going to change when I took off my costume, but I'm behind on laundry," Ochaco admits shyly.

"I'm not complaining. I bet your rear looks amazing in these." To reinforce his point, he flips Ochaco on her stomach to see her round cheeks accentuated by the thin line of fabric. She really has the perfect body. "Yep, just as I thought, a perfect 10."I grab her soft inner thighs and push them out to the side. Moving the single black line over her entrance to the side, I get a full view of the first vagina I have ever seen in real life. Clear fluid drips out and onto the sheets. With my index and forefinger, I touch her entrance feeling the wetness that has gathered there.

Now it's my turn to hesitate. What do I do now? "Ochaco, show me how you like it."

I thought she would be embarrassed again and not proceed, but her lust must be too strong for her to hesitate now. Her hand reaches beneath her and begins rubbing her clit in slow soft circles. Her other hand comes below to penetrate her with her first two fingers. Her hand pumps against her opening as she continues to squirm, little moans escaping her lips. I grab her pumping hand and pull it away, replacing it with my own 2 fingers. "AHHH!"

"Am I doing it wrong?!" My fingers come to a stand still. Immediately, Uraraka begins to bounce forward and backward on my fingers.

"Noooooo. It'sssss betterrrrrr," her pleasure is obvious in her voice. I continue to finger her as I follow her direction. After a second, I pull her other hand away from her clit so that I can learn the motion. Her already wet core, grows even wetter. I am painfully aware that the bottom part of my restraining costume is still there. I unzip the costume all the way down now that my belt is gone. My boxers barely hide my member.

Continuing to finger her pussy, I replace my right hand with my mouth as I continue to flick and roll her clit. Now that a hand is free, I begin stroking myself to help relieve a small amount of pressure that has built up there.

Her juices taste so good, I almost cum on the spot. I switch to tongue her opening as to taste more of her and use that hand to continue stimulating her bud. Lapping up the juices, I drive my tongue as deep as it will go into her hot center. "Deku, I think I'm gonna – I think- I'm cumming!" She buries her face into my pillow to muffle her scream as I drive my fingers hard and fast into her. Throwing my free hand into my boxers, I pump myself to finally relieve myself with her. I cum into my boxers, hard. Ochaco begins to twitch on my fingers as I slow my rhythm. I bend forward and lap up the mess she has created at her entrance causing her to twitch more with each stroke of my tongue.

"Do you feel how beautiful you are now?"

~Ochaco~

My breathing comes in sharp short succession. Anything I have ever done to myself is nothing, NOTHING, compared to what I just felt. As I register the question Deku asked, I realize I do feel beautiful. I feel wanted and sexy and . . . beautiful. "Y-yes," I manage to answer as I attempt to calm my breathing. I flip over to see Izuku pulling his hand out of his boxers. When did he take off his pants? "Did you already, umm, finish yourself?"

"Oh, yeah," his flushed cheeks flush slightly pink. "You were too much for me, I couldn't take anymore. I've never tasted anything so good."

"Can I help you anymore?"

Deku smiles sweetly at me as he lies next to me, pulling me to his chest. "No, I'm spent for the night," he answers matter-of-factly.

"Can't you come again?" I question puzzled. Doesn't he want to keep going?

"I don't know about girls, but I can only come once every go," he chuckles softly. "I could be ready in an hour or so normally, but I think you stole my sole with that one."

I can't help but chuckle as well. I have a lot to learn about the male anatomy, but I want to learn it all.

"Why don't you stay here tonight?" Deku rolls me over to face him as he continues, "It's break and there is no training tomorrow. In the morning, you can always use your quirk to go out my window and up to your room. No one will ever know."

His arms feel so good around me and I can feel my body slowly begin to drift into sleep. "I'll stay, but only on one condition." Deku lifts an eyebrow in question. "It's my turn to explore you tomorrow."

A smile stretches across Midoriya's lips as he pulls me in to kiss him. I snuggle against him, putting my face in the crook of his neck and let sleep over take me.

I let sleep take me then, feeling more beautiful than I ever have.

What did you think? Hopefully it was not too OOC for either character. I still need to proof read this, but it is almost 2AM so I shall do that on my next off day, or maybe never lol we shall see. Thanks for reading! Also thank you to those who pointed out one major error. I don't know if I am responding to reviews correctly haha