Come Here Where The Air Is Sweet

Summary: Musutafu has put a free use policy in place for its pro heroes. This also extends to the students of UA who can choose to volunteer or not. Ochaco volunteers in hopes it'd get Deku to notice her... However, the only one who approaches her is Bakugou. What is up with that?

Author's Notes: written for an exchange/prompt meme where we submitted prompts for mha taht were kink oriented and then were assigned them idk typical exchange stuff in hindsight. i got one asking for kacchako free use and yeppers!!!

Musutafu’s new free use policy for Pro Heroes was a weird, and admittedly, kinda scary one. No one really understood what the thinking process of it all was. The official reason given was to try to promote positivity among heroes and civilians. Whatever that meant. It was at least a voluntary process. No one had to join if they really didn’t want to. However, there was a definite incentive to join; a monetary bonus from agencies and the government to people who offered their bodies to the public.

The most controversial part of this policy was that it extended to the students of UA.

“The school completely understands if you aren’t comfortable volunteering. I, myself, will be volunteering next week when it is the male students’ turn,” Tenya said as he pushed up his glasses.

“Ehhhhhh? Really? You, Iida?”

The class laughed at the comment which then flustered the class rep.

Ochaco squirmed in her seat. Her eyes drifted towards Deku who scribbled in his notebook. Her heart throbbed as she watched his lips while he muttered to himself. The idea that he might volunteer and be up to be used by the class forced blood to rush to her cheeks. Would that mean she’d see him naked? Or worse, in the middle of doing... that with someone else?

She bit her lip.

Students would get a small allowance for their service. They’d also allegedly have priority when it came to getting picked for agencies when it came time for graduation. Plus, it was possible that Deku might come to her for stuff.

Hesitantly, she raised her hand. “I-I volunteer!”

A few of her classmates gasped while the rest simply gaped at her. She tried her best to ignore them as Tenya nodded and wrote her name down on the board. She slumped in her chair as her permanent blush deepened. She didn’t notice a pair of carmine eyes staring right at her.

It was hard to ignore the muttering among her classmates during class break. She supposed that she couldn’t blame them. She was to strip down to just her socks, shoes, and the tie around her neck to tell the other students who was on free use duty. It was a lot. Blood buzzed in her ears as she tried to ignore the heavy gazes of her classmates—hell, even her teachers stole a glance—throughout the day.

She just felt so... exposed. The few clothes she was allowed to wear only highlighted her nudity. Her skin burned a bright and healthy shade of pink as she ran through the halls. Her breasts bounced almost painfully without her bra there to support them. Her thick thighs already had a habit of chafing under her skirt so that wasn’t much of an issue. Though, she felt so aware of her own body. She supposed that it was nice. Once upon a time, she would have been conscious of the fact that she was plump around the tummy, thighs, and hips in a way she thought was unattractive. With how everyone stared and made comments—“God, she’s so hot”, “Uraraka has a really sexy body”, and “I wish I could be that cute”—started to convince her otherwise. Still, it was hard to feel shy about exposing herself.

If only Deku looked at her. That would make everything a little better.

When she came back to class, all the conversations stopped. She swallowed as she made her way back to her desk. Her body heated up in a way that she didn’t think was possible. The only time she felt this way was when she masturbated before bed—oh no, was she a pervert for liking this? Her thighs clamped together as she went to sit down, only for her to be thrown against the top of her desk.

“Huh?!”

“Whoa! Someone’s going for it!”

“Bakugou?!”

“Holy shit!”

She peeked over her shoulder to see Bakugou with a focused expression on his face. His cheeks were slightly flushed as he pinned her other shoulder to her desk. His other hand shoved itself between her regrettably slick thighs. His middle finger pushed between her puffy folds and swiped across her twitching entrance. Her slick dripped onto his digits.

“Didn’t take you for such a freak, Cheeks,” he mumbled. “I like it though.”

“B-Baku—Ahh...” His fingers twisted inside of her and forced a gasp out of her. Moans fell from her lips as he continued to finger her. More and more of her juices dripped from her folds and stained his fingers. It trailed down the insides of her thighs and threatened to seep into her socks as her toes curled inside her shoes. It felt so different than just touching herself. Touching herself felt good, yes, but the fact that it felt like she was fingering someone else at the same time distracted her. Right now, all she could focus on was the pleasure. Shame panged inside of her chest as she tried to hold back her moans. She was being so noisy! Everyone was staring. Everyone was staring. Her eyes flickered towards Deku who looked at her with wide eyes.

Suddenly, she was flipped onto her back. Bakugou wore that seemingly permanent scowl on his lips as he leaned forward and stole her lips. Her eyes shot wide open as his tongue probed her mouth. Her first kiss. Her first kiss was stolen by someone other than Deku! Shame panged inside of her chest once again but she couldn’t help but melt into the kiss. This was her job, after all. Or maybe Bakugou was just that good a kisser. She wasn’t sure what she preferred.

He pulled away from the kiss, just enough for strings of saliva to connect their lips and drip onto her chest, and leaned his forehead against hers. “Don’t fucking look at Deku. Look at me. I’m the one fucking you, not him.”

“I’m sorry.”

“You don’t have to be so bossy and mean with her, man.”

“Don’t be so rough”

“No one’s gonna take her away from you, kero.”

“Ugh, shut up, all of you! You’re lucky I’m letting you shitties watch!” Bakugou growled as he pulled away just enough to pull out his cock from his pants. Ochaco gasped. He was... really, really, really big. Scary big. Her thighs tried to close together as panic trickled inside her chest but he parted her thighs and rested his prick against her mound. Only for him to pull away last minute. His hands were no longer on her and neither was his cock. “D’ya want this?”

“Huh?” Confusion washed across her features as her body screamed at the lack of skin-to-skin contact.

“I’m asking you do you want this? I’ll fuck off if you don’t. Or whatever.”

The girl closed her eyes and then looked at him. Of course, she was nervous. Any girl would be nervous their first time even if they were somewhere private with soft music playing. Right here in front of everyone in class—with their crush watching nonetheless!—staring at them and the fact that he had a scary, big dick only made things worse! Still, she couldn’t deny the fact that she was turned on. Really, really, really turned on.

“Please go for it. Thank you.”

“...Whatever.” A small laugh escaped the girl when she noticed his blush deepened. The blonde hunched over her once again, his eyebrows furrowing as the others made commentary, while he lined himself up with her dripping entrance. “Ready?”

“Y-yeah.”

His tip kissed her pussy once, twice, three times before finally sinking forward. She gasped as her walls stretched themselves wide to accommodate Bakugou’s girth. She had technically taken her own virginity a year or two ago with a hairbrush but this was still... a lot. So much. Part of her wished that it was Deku doing this instead... but Bakugou was being surprisingly gentle despite his harsh words.

Plus, even if he was scary big, it was still a really nice cock.

There was also something about the tenderness in his eyes and touch that lit her up all the same.

His balls clapped against her soft ass once he was completely sheathed inside of her. Her walls twitched around him as they stayed in that position for a moment, breathing heavily and staring into each other’s eyes. He was so close. She could feel him. Every throb, every curve, everything.

“You’re not really giving us much of a show.”

“You acted so tough earlier and now you’re just all soft, oh my god.”

“C’mon! You can do it, Uraraka!”

“Shut up!” Bakugou snarled before pulling his hips back and snapping forward. His cock kissed her womb in a way that made her see stars. Then he did it again. Again. And again. Each time, she swore that she was sent soaring, it was as if she had triggered her quirk without realizing it. Luckily, that wasn’t the case for both of their sake. “You’re squeezing me so tight. You like that?”

“...Y-yeah, y-you feel... really good, Bakugou,” she whispered. “Keep going.”

Sweet, delicious friction burned between her legs as the blonde railed her. The scent of caramel wafted in the air as sweat rolled down his body and dripped onto her. It should have been gross, and maybe a bit worrying considering his quirk, but she didn’t mind. She was hard-pressed to care about anything but the sensation of his big dick stroking her walls at that moment.

The door opened to their teacher, Aizawa who sighed at the sight of his two students rutting like animals. “Finish up soon. I hope you’re using condoms.”

Ochaco gasped. She didn’t even think about that! “W-wait, Bakugou, m-make sure you—Mmhhh!” Her words were silenced by his lips once more. He captured the tip of her tongue between his lips and suckled around it, forcing a muffled moan from her. His hand reached between them and she gasped once more as his thumb toyed with her clit. She bucked and squirmed atop the rocking desk as he gave her the double attention.

Then, she came.

Her walls shuddered around him as slick dripped onto the desk’s surface. The twitching of her walls around him made him grunt. His balls tightened against her ass as he slammed forward one more time. Then, he came soon after. Hot, thick cum splashed against her walls and filled her to the absolute brim. He pulled out with a sigh and left her a gaping, gasping mess atop the table.

He stayed on top of her. His breath was hot and heavy as it ghosted across her sweaty body. He was still so close that she could feel him trembling. She stared up at him and drank in the sight of him all flushed and panting heavily because of her with something shining in his eyes. Once more, he leaned in and captured her lips. There was no tongue or any attempts at drawing out any lingering arousal. Something burned inside of him that she could taste and feel through the kiss though. Her heart and body ached deliciously as he pulled away from the kiss... only to lean into her ear and whisper two little words that shook Ochaco to her core.

“You’re mine.”

With that, he pulled away and headed towards his desk after tucking his cock back into his pants. Shakily, she sat up on her desk and stared a little too long at the blond who avoided eye contact with her.

“Uraraka, go clean up and I’ll start the lesson.”

“Y-yes, Mr. Aizawa,” she stammered, still fluttering from her orgasm and from Bakugou’s words.

Today was exhausting and school wouldn’t be out for another three-ish hours.

Ochaco’s legs trembled as she walked to the cafeteria. Bakugou’s cum continued to dribble down the insides of her thighs. She felt horribly empty but still incredibly full. It was an incredibly strange feeling. Unusual but not unpleasant, aside from the dull ache she felt and how her body craved more. Part of her kept holding out for Deku to use her like Bakugou had but he never came around.

Neither did anyone else in her class.

Maybe they were just too shy? Not everyone could be as bold as Bakugou could be, after all.

It didn’t bother her too much, regardless. It was just weird that not even Mineta came to her.

Her face burned as she felt the gaze of the rest of the school on her as she got her lunch and went to sit down. It didn’t look like much had volunteered. She felt so hot that you could probably fry an egg on her face at that realization. Was she weird for being the first one to volunteer on the first day? Then, in the corner of her eye, she saw another girl from another class walking around in just her tie and shoes and felt relief wash over her.

She wasn’t alone.

As she nibbled on her food, she didn’t notice Monoma approaching her with Kendo in tow.

“Oh! It appears that Class 1-A has to be the centre of attention yet again by being the first class to volunteer for the Free Use Program! How utterly—” The blond paused when he heard his classmate clear her throat behind him. He coughed and straightened his tie. “R-regardless... You’re aware that free use applies to those outside your class, right?”

“Yeah, I know,” Ochaco said once she swallowed her food. “I’ll, ah, have to do it outside of school too.”

Monoma cleared his throat. “Good. You know your place... I was wondering if you’d mind taking care of me then—”

Before Ochaco could even begin to react to Class 1-A’s most vocal critic coming onto her, she was suddenly torn out of her seat and thrown atop the lunch table. A collective gasp escaped the table as Bakugou once again helped himself to Ochaco’s body. He dropped to his knees behind her perky ass and dove his face right in.

Stars exploded in the corners of the brunette’s vision as his tongue travelled down her slit and circled her clit. Violent tremors attacked her body as pure sensation attacked her from all sides. Once more, she found herself squirming under the explosive blond’s touch and her toes curling inside of her shoes. Needy moans fell from her mouth as Bakugou feverishly ate her out. Hard sucks and long, messy licks were showered all across her dripping sex. His tongue ran over her quivering entrance and forced a long, drawn out moan from the girl as he continued to tease her again and again. His thumb found itself on her stiff bud and rolled it about in tight circles. Milky slick dribbled from her cunt and stained his palate. She imagined the taste of his cum mixed with her juices probably wasn’t the most pleasant thing in the world but Bakugou showed zero signs of caring. Slowly, he pulled back just to dive between her plump cheeks.

“Wh-what are you doing?!” she squeaked out as the blond’s tongue circled her asshole. “B-Bakugou! Th-that’s...!!!”

“Shut up,” he muttered in between licks. “Just take it, Cheeks.”

A crowd began to form around the table as Ochaco was serviced. The heated and all too heavy gaze of her classmates and teachers made her burn up. A deep blush blossomed across her skin and stained it a pretty shade of pink that seemed to glow under the cafeteria lights. The walls of her cunt throbbed as her entrance twitched while her classmates' words travelled through her ears and crawled into her brain.

“Wow...”

“I didn’t think a sweet girl like her was such a slut.”

“She’s so hot.”

“I’d die if I had to do that...”

“Uraraka’s a real freak.”

“She’s so loud and cute.”

“I could probably fuck her even better.”

Pure pleasure burned through her body as she was watched by what felt like the entire school. Adrenaline pumped through her veins as her body tensed up so much that she was trembling. Hotter and hotter she burned as Bakugou’s tongue circled her rim and pushed past it. Why did this feel so good? Why did something so dirty have to feel so good? Why was Bakugou so good with his tongue and hands and—

Stars once again flashed in her eyes as two fingers plunged into her pussy. She bucked forward knocking her hips into Bakugou’s other hand and felt electricity zap from nerve to nerve once his fingers ground harder into her clit. The triple attention was too much!

Once more, Ochaco was forced to have another orgasm in front of everybody.

She collapsed onto the table in a panting heap as Bakugou pulled away. She was so far gone that she didn’t notice Monoma tap Bakugou on the shoulder.

“Do you mind if I take my turn now?”

“Fuck off. You’re not even good enough to get my sloppy seconds. Get lost.”

Ochaco felt like she was going to melt through the table.

By the second day, Ochaco realized that there was a pattern.

Someone would approach her for sex. Bakugou would suddenly show up. He then start fucking her and tell everyone to beat it.

Did it bother her?

She wasn’t sure.

It wasn’t like it felt bad or anything like that. Quite the opposite, actually. If she were to be entirely honest, she would say she actually liked it. A lot. Still, it felt a little unfair to everyone else, though, as the days passed. She still hung onto that hope that maybe Deku would manage to get some one-on-one time with her. He was so shy and so sweet. There was no way that he’d approach her during the school day even without the threat of Bakugou interrupting them looming over them.

She got her wish—or at least, she hoped that she’d get it—when he approached her after cleaning duties.

“Uraraka? Can... I mean, do you wanna walk home together? It’s okay if you don’t want to I mean—” he stammered as he threw his hands up in front of his chest in an attempt to come off as non-threatening.

Ochaco shook her head. “It’s okay, Deku-kun! I’d... I’d love to walk home with you.”

“Hey.”

The two blinked at the sound of an all too familiar voice behind them. Ochaco fought back a sigh as she looked behind her to see Bakugou who was pulling down his pants. Frustration bubbled inside of her chest as her body began to heat up with arousal. “Bakugou-kun...”

“I’ll be quick. Deku though? He can leave.”

Deku squirmed in his spot. “Er... I don’t mind waiting until you’re done, Kacchan—”

“Fine. Don’t blame me if your feelings get hurt,” Bakugou muttered as he grabbed her shoulders and pushed her onto her knees.

His cock, his scary, stupidly big cock, kissed her pursed lips as he thrust against her face. Ochaco blinked as she tried to look away from it. Her heart throbbed. Arousal pumped through her veins and sent a wave of slick to coat her lower lips. Pleasure panged throughout her body and struck deep inside her core as her body remembered how good it felt each and every time he fucked her with his cock.

The scent of sex lingered on his prick as if it was a cruel reminder of all the sex he had with her today let alone this week. She squirmed as her eyes flickered towards Deku who stared down at her with wide, almost watery eyes. His lips pressed together in a hard line. Guilt rang inside of Ochaco’s chest as she tried to look away from him, only to notice the faint bulge in his slacks. Oh.

“Open your mouth.”

Without realizing it, she did so nice and wide for him.

With zero grace or care, Bakugou placed his hands on the back of her head and snapped his hips forward. His cock drove itself into the back of her throat. Tears pricked at her big, round eyes as she gagged around him. Panic pulsed through her system as he pulled back only to thrust forward once more. An obscene bulge formed inside her throat as he used her mouth like a cheap pocket pussy. Saliva dripped down her chin and neck as his now wet balls smacked against her. Her head spun as he fucked her throat. The wet sounds of saliva sloshing around and his cock ramming against the back of her throat filled the emptying schoolyard. Air wasn’t getting to the girl’s rattled brain as he abused her mouth. Her heart was pounding so much that she couldn’t hear the lewd comments that passersby made.

She felt violated. She felt utterly thrilled. She hated this. She hated that she loved this so much! No, she just plain loved this. There was no point in denying this anymore. Ochaco Uraraka loved being the centre of attention and having all eyes on her whenever she was having sex. She loved being naked. She loved the sensation of Bakugou’s hands and cock and tongue inside or on her. It felt so wrong and yet she didn’t want to be right!

His cock throbbed against her tongue as she tried to suck around him. He grunted as the grip on her hair tightened. His thrusts grew wilder and unrestrained. The fact that he was holding back earlier both scared and thrilled Ochaco to bits!

With wide, watery eyes, she looked up at him as he looked down at her. One of his hands let go of her hair to place itself closer to her face as he slowed down just enough to stroke a lose, sweaty curl out of her face before going back to fucking her just as roughly as before.

His balls thwapped against her chin as his cock throbbed harder and harder. A long, drawn-out moan escaped the blond as he pushed her head back and hunched above her. His cock rammed as deep as he could go into her throat as his head tipped back. From this angle, Ochaco couldn’t look at him or see anything at all but she didn’t care. She wasn’t capable of caring. It was just all so much!

Then, something hot and sticky pumped into her stomach before he pulled out of her throat. Thick, heavy semen coated her tongue and made her cheeks puff out as his cum splattered against the insides of them. It was indescribable how weird the sensation was. His cum was salty and slightly bitter. She wasn’t sure if she liked the taste but she certainly didn’t hate it either. She knew she liked how it felt on or inside of her though.

Slowly, Bakugou pulled out of her throat. Heavy strings of saliva drew themselves between her wet lips and his softening prick before snapping and dripping onto the concrete below. Ochaco coughed and panted.

“S-sorry, Uraraka...” Deku mumbled before running off.

A flame, no, inferno of frustration burst through the girl’s body as she stood up and shot a nasty glare at Bakugou who simply grinned at her. “What is your problem!? Couldn’t you see that I wanted to spend time with—mmh?!”

Her lips were stolen by him once more. Milky saliva was swapped between them as his tongue forced itself into her mouth. His hands rested themselves on her curvy hips as he pulled her closer. She blinked as she felt his cock, now hard again, thump against her stomach.

“Why... why do you keep...” she whispered against his lips. “Just... Why do you keep doing this with me and only me?”

“I told you. You’re mine. I like you... so you’re mine.”

She blinked at that. “Wh-what?!”

“Are you stupid or something? I’m saying I like you.”

“But... When? How? Why?”

He rested his forehead against hers as he sighed. “Since the sports festival and does it really fucking matter? What’s important is that I’m telling you that I like you and that I’m gonna make you mine. Do you want this?” She held her breath. It was all just so much! How was she supposed to decide this?! Especially as his hand snaked its way down her sides and slipped between her thighs. A moan escaped her as he began to toy with her clit once again. “Well?”

“I... I can’t... Bakugou-kun... I can’t think...” she whimpered. “You’re...”

“Gonna steal you away. I’ll convince you that you belong with me and you won’t volunteer for that stupid program again... unless you wanna show me off,” he grinned against her lips as he pushed his fingers inside of her needy cunt once more. “You’re so wet. I bet you’d love showing us off even when we’re together. Everyone’s eyes on your sexy bod... Knowing they can’t ever touch you because you’re all mine and only mine.”

Another whimper escaped her. She was so close! Her walls clamped around his digits as his thumb thumped against her throbbing clit. White-hot sensation washed over her as she grew closer and closer and...

“Let loose for me, Cheeks. I know you want to. Unless...” he whispered before pulling out his fingers.

Breathlessly, Ochaco slumped against him and gripped his tie as her knees quaked under her. Her body screamed at the lack of contact. She was so close! What was going on?! “Why...?”

“Tell me you want this. Tell me you want me. Tell me you wanna be my girl.”

Blood buzzed in her ears as emotion fluttered inside of her flip-flopping stomach. She sighed as she looked up at him with half-lidded eyes. Everything this past week was a confusing, hot but still incredibly confusing mess. It made sense now. It made sense why he was being so weird and possessive this week and she felt like a total and complete idiot for not realizing his intentions until now. It frustrated her. It confused her. It guilted her—after all, what about Deku and her crush on him? Did she like Bakugou now?

She opened her mouth to speak, only for him to kiss her once more. It was like the kiss he had given her in the classroom their first time. Warmth blossomed inside of her chest and sent ripples of heat throughout her body. Butterflies fluttered inside of her stomach. It was like she had activated her quirk all over again.

Pulling away, Ochaco rested her head against his chest as he held her close.

“...You’re such a jerk... But... I... I think I do.”

“That’s what I like to hear.”

His fingers plunged inside of her and immediately curled toward him. The tips of his fingers stroked her sweet spot as his thumb ground against her clit. Pure, unfiltered sensation rocked her body all at once from all angles. Her knees gave out under her as she clung desperately to his shirt. A mean laugh escaped him as he held her by his two fingers and thumb and his other hand rested on her wide hip.

“Mine. Mine. Mine,” he whispered before curling his fingers one last time. Ochaco’s cries rang across the Musutafu skies as she came. Juices gushed onto his fingers and coated it in a sticky gloss. He held her close as he peppered kisses along her sweaty hairline. Her eyes fluttered closed as she slumped against him even more.

“All mine.”