393It was at a swimming pool in the quiet Tokyo suburb where an Ochako Uraraka could be found. She lied on the poor chairs, allowing her milky skin to soak up the sun's rays. Honestly, there was something else she would love her skin to have but decided to keep that certain vitamin in the deep thoughts of her mind. She wasn't alone as her friends and classmates Toru, Tsuyu, Momo, Mina, and Kyoka were with her. On the whim of the guys, she, her friends, and a few others decided to go to the local swimming hole to alleviate their worries and stress.
Unless her worries and stress have to do with a certain emerald-haired cinnamon roll that was shining like an Adonis in the afternoon sun. She sighed heavily as her wholesome, lovely prince, Deku was on the diving board. Something about pecs and board shoulders appealed to the brunette. Yet again, either if Deku were three hundred pounds, she would treat the hunky fat boy love as well.
It was something about Izuku Midoriya that garnered, appealed, and lusted her attention. She even had to wear a pad to keep herself from getting wet. My lovely Deku. Looking sexy just for me in that water. It is like you are doing this on purpose. It's like you are asking me to take you away from these wretched whores. Whores was a better term instead of bitch, cunt, twat, or in her opinion, a shrew. No way these women could handle a beast like her Deku. She, alone, made that demeaning name of his a term of endearment. She did that so she wouldn't have to give a certain red-eyed blonde an ass-kicking on a consistent basis.
Speaking of a certain red-eyed blonde, she saw that he was planning to distract his Deku. A certain problem that was able to get solved. HOW DARE YOU TRY TO HURT MY IZUKU-KUN, BITCH!
As Izuku was approaching the diving board to make his dive. A certain blonde and childhood friend, Katsuki Bakugou tried to interrupt his perfect swim. As Katsuki planned to push the unsuspecting Deku, a certain flash of light hit the blonde's eye, knocking him from the diving board and into the pool.
It was met with laughter.
Katsuki jumped from the water, displaying anguish and frustration. "Aaugh! What the hell!"
Ochako placed her compact away. Unfortunate for them, but fortunate for her as she saw her Adonis glid into the water.
Perfection!
As she planned on congratulating her Deku, a certain interloper who didn't get the memo on knowing her place entered the vicinity. In order to go to the swimming pool, they needed a parent and guardian. Kayama-sensei served as that guardian.
The big-busted bimbo, or at least that was Ochako called her, wearing her black micro-bikini from someplace God-knows-where welcomed the unsuspecting Deku as he got from the ladder.
"I saw your swim, Midoriya," said Kayama-sensei as she winked to him. "Awesome performance."
The blushing emerald-haired teen rubbed the back of his head. "Thanks, Kayama-sensei. That wasn't my best form."
The Pro Hero 18+ teacher was tickled. "Trust me. You have stamina! The more you practice, the better you can become." She placed her hand on his shoulder. "Allow me to tutor you sometime."
Obeying the rules of being friendly, Izuku confirmed by nodding to his teacher's request. If only he and Kayama-sensei knew of the growing flames from behind. Although cool in the glassed indoor swimming pool, there was plenty of heat coming from a certain chair.
Ochako gripped the chair. If anyone paid attention, small, minuscule cracks were forming. That big titty slut. That malnourish pasty whore. Flirting with anyone that has a dick. Who in the hell do you think you are, God damn it. DEKU IS MINE, YOU FUCKING SHREW. FUCK OFF!
The snorting of her nose stirred the attention of a certain frog girl. "Hey, girlfriend, are you okay? Ribbit!"
Blushing, Ochako turned to Tsuyu. "No! I mean I am okay. Why wouldn't I be?"
Tsuyu tilted her head. "Because you are frowning and your face is beet red. Is something hurting you ribbit!"
She shook her head in disagreement. "No, I was practicing my face exercises," she lied. "Yeah, strengthening my face. It takes more to frown than to smile."
"Whatever floats your boat, ribbit," said the frog girl before putting back on her sunglasses.
Ochako tried to regain her composure. She wasn't going to create a scene, at least not now. She reached for her sunglasses to cover her facial expressions, especially when witnessing the very interloper whispering something in her lover's ear. He giggled as she whispered something in his other ear. SHE IS BEGGING TO MAKE AN EXAMPLE OUT OF! YOU MUST WANT TO DIE!
Once again, the frog girl was seeing steam coming out of her friend's ears. "Hey, girlfriend. I think the chlorine is getting to you. Go cool off in the shower, ribbit!"
She gave her friend a look. Deciding to not exert her anger on Tsuyu, she quietly sighed. "Alright, save my spot."
Later in the locker room….
After taking a bit of long cold shower and admittedly touching herself on the thoughts of Izuku, she stepped out of the shower and headed back to the pool. As she walking, she noticed an opened locker. Being the curious type, she decided to check it.
As if God was on her side, she saw that the locker belonged to her precious Deku. She shuddered when she realized she was in the wrong locker room.
Like it mattered!
She took strong breaths, careful to not overflow. She wasn't wearing her pad as she discarded it in the trash can. She needed it as she needed some kind of raunchy scent to imagine it belonging to Izuku. Inside of his locker was his clothing. Fresh, scented linen was in his clothes. His mother must use the expensive kind of detergent, she thought as she took whiffs of her precious lover's scent. A scent that she didn't mind bathing or being baptized for the rest of her days.
She paused, seeing a strong critical element that held clothing together. His undergarments. She awed as she saw the green-colored tighty-whities. She wanted to melt as the teenager still wore briefs. She held it in the air before slamming her face in it, inhaling his scent like a fiend to a drug.
Her drug was Deku and she was fixing for her fix.
Knowing that she didn't have time, she stuffed the underwear in her bra and left out of the locker room. She was grateful as Momo was dragging Katsuki down the aisle before tossing him in the water.
"I said, 'never in a million years,' and you still touch my butt, you bloody bastard," barked Momo as she stomped away from the pool.
Ochako's laughter ran short as she saw the very interloper wrestling with Izuku in the pool with Yuga Aoyama and Camie Utsushimi. She frowned that the past-her-prime teacher was coveting her greasy fingers onto her Adonis. His smile should be only for her. His giggles and his affection should only be directed at her.
Katsuki came from behind to Ochako. "Seems like Kayama-sensei is getting busy with De-" He was met with a punch in the face, followed by being tossed in the pool.
SHE IS GOING TO RUN AWAY WITH THAT. THAT FUCKING SHREW BITCH! HE IS MY MAN! I WILL MAKE AN EXAMPLE OF YOU, YOU WHORE! BUT FIRST, I MUST STAKE MY CLAIM!
Later that night….
Izuku was rubbing his ear to get out any water from the pool. It was the first time in a while that he was could have some fun. Things have been quite busy since their last exam. Now, all he wanted to do was to find a movie to watch on Netflix and call it an evening. He had made plans with his mother that he was coming for a weekend visit.
As the emerald child was yawning and reaching from his console controller, he heard his cell phone rang. Being nearly midnight, who would call him in this ungodly hour?
"I swear to God, Kacchan. It's not my damn fault for your lecherous ass. It doesn't mean to take it out on me. And I need to figure out who took my draws," said Izuku to himself as he reached for his cell phone. "Midoriya speaking."
"Hey, Izuku. It's Ochako."
Quite a surprise to Izuku as he changed his tone of voice before preparing a strongly-worded speech for Katsuki. "Hey, Ochako. How's it going? What can I help you with?"
She took a short breath before responding. "I just wanted to see if you were okay."
"I am doing fine. Just getting ready to watch a movie and call it the night."
"Really? Well, I was kinda doing the same."
"Is that so? What movie?"
"A cheesy horror movie."
"You watch horror."
"Well, Momo let me borrow it. I have the dorm to myself, but I...I don't know."
"Listen, I got the dorm to myself for the evening. If you feel like coming over and hang with me for a while. That would be great."
"Awesome...so would you be a dear and open the door?"
Izuku raised his eyebrow as he saw a pair of feet in the shadows. As soon as he opened the door, it was Ochako holding on to the phone and had a bag of snacks.
"Quite a surprise, Ochako," said the stunned Izuku.
"Sorry, but I wasn't sure how you would respond," she said as she entered the dorm. It was out of Ochako's character, but being the good friend, he gave her the benefit of the doubt. It was a fun, yet exhausting day, he thought as he closed the door.
Earlier in the evening….
Ochako was humming the lyrics of Juice Wrld's "Lucid Dreams" as she was residing in her secret Deku Shrine. Once she finished inhaling his briefs before adding it to the other knick-knacks and discarded things of Izuku.
She knew that Izuku was a fan of cherry soda. Making the phone was brilliant as his roommates were going out for the night. And knowing for them, they wouldn't be back until morning, giving her plenty of time to stake her claim.
As she continued humming, she was crushing sleeping pills to add into the soda. To conceal the flavor, she poured cherry-flavored cough syrup into the soda, ensuring that Izuku was going to have a nice sleep after this.
She developed a psychotic grin as she stirred the soda. She continued staring at her altar, blowing kisses to her pictures of Izuku.
She knew that tonight was going to be a night to remember.
To be continued….