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She knew she shouldn’t, really she did, but here she was anyway walking and walking and walking until she made it to the bar. The bar itself wasn’t bad, just the typical bar, it just so happened to be in the seedy part of the neighborhood. It did get business and it surprised her in the beginning because it was right in front of everybody. The thing is, she’s learned that this part of the neighborhood keeps quiet about the happenings going on and mind their own business if they weren’t a part of it.
Villains and criminals alike wondered around with ease because this was a home turf for them and even if people feared them they wouldn’t get outed to the heroes. Whether that was because of fear or respect or a sense of camaraderie she wasn’t always able to tell, it depended on the person, but it was an unspoken thing in the community.
The young hero-in-to-be has learned a lot since she started coming around and, honestly, she wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing and she could cry at the indecision of that.
It was quiet on the other side of the bar door, which meant it was a quiet day and business was slow. That also meant that there wasn’t a lot going on League wise and that they were either out doing their own thing or it was just a chill day for everybody.
Or they were just being quiet and planning her death and the death of all heroes. There’s always that.
The thought still didn’t stop her from opening the door and making her way inside. The door shut behind her and all eyes turned to her, the League was, apparently, all in today. When she didn’t hear a squeal or get attack hugged she frowned. “Where’s Himiko?” she asked.
Most of the League was back to doing what they were doing, but Twice was more than happy to speak up. “Uraraka! She’s upstairs! It’s none of your damn business!”
She perked up. At least she was here, Ochako will take it. She smiled. “Thanks!”
Just as she turned to go up the stairs there was the stomping of feet running and a laugh before she attacked in a tight hug. The only reason she didn’t lose her balance was because her back hit the wall and kept her up. She grunted and instinctively wrapped her arms around the waist of the attacker.
“Ow! Himiko, we’ve talked about this!” said Ochako with a groan, pushing away from the wall as the other girl snuggled into her.
The other girl giggled and looked at her with a smile. “Sorry.” There was nothing sorry about that smile, very, very unapologetic.
Ochako sighed. “You’re going to break my back one of these days.”
“Never!” Himiko grabbed her face with both her hands and kissed her. “My Ochako is strong and knows how to handle me!” She kissed her again. “You are my very strong and very cute girlfriend.”
The brunette blushed and hid her face in her girlfriend’s shoulder, but there was a smile. Himiko tightened her arms around her and nuzzled her face into the chestnut hair, humming.
It was nice to be in her girlfriend’s arms again. She may be a villain, but Ochako knew there was more to her than that. Ochako didn’t agree with Himiko’s choices and she probably never will, but the two of them have an agreement and have boundaries set. Though the blonde does like breaking rules and doing what she wants she keeps to the only set of boundaries between them.
For them it was easy, they always had other things to talk about and Himiko was always able to keep a conversation fun and Ochako liked to tell her about new recipes she’d like to try that were cheap and easy to make. They’d go shopping and watch movies together and go out to eat. They’d kiss and hold hands and tell each other secrets, trusting it to stay between them.
They acted like the teenager girls they were.
They acted like girls that were in love.
And Ochako would admit that, that she was in love with the villain just as much as Himiko was in love with her. Some days it hurt to think about because Ochako knew that neither of them were going to change the paths they were on and it was only a matter of time before it all came crashing down because of that. Other days it was the most wonderful feeling in the world and she clings to it with everything she has, protects it with a ferocity of a mother and her cubs.
The League, she was surprised, took their relationship well and with little fanfare. If anything she assumed she was going to get interrogated and used as bait, but it was brought up once in the beginning by Shigaraki and never came to fruition. What did happen were threats on her life by both the leader and his right hand if she was ever to break her heart.
It was actually kind of sweet. Weird to know, but sweet. Like a normal, if a bit dysfunctional, family.
This group of villains were not what she completely expected. She still feared them because she couldn’t bring herself to completely trust any of them except for Himiko, but she was able to relax enough to not be tense the whole time in their presence.
“They’re so cute, aren’t they?” said Magne with a sigh, smiling at them as she put her chin in her palm.
“They’re gross and annoying, is what they are,” said Shigaraki with a roll of his eyes behind the hand on his face.
Dabi snorted. “Don’t get mad at them just because you can’t get anyone interested in your crusty ass.”
The leader glared at him and Dabi smirked back. Kurogiri sighed while he handed Compress his drink. Spinner just resolutely ignored everything and focused on his game, wanting nothing to do with it.
Himiko giggled as she pulled away and took one of Ochako’s hands into hers, lacing their fingers together. She leaned in and whispered, “I got a surprise for you, c’mon!” She tugged at her hand excitedly and Ochako followed her out of the room and up the stairs.
Ochako was smiling as they made their way to Himiko’s room and watched as her girlfriend shut the door behind them and locked it. The idea that a lock would stop anybody in this building from entering the room was laughable, but it was the thought and security behind it, she supposed. Probably also to make Ochako feel better, too.
It was still a funny thought, though.
She looked around the room and saw a few knives lying around and a cute purple teddy bear on the bed with little stars on it and a bow on one of the ears. It was new and sat between a pink fluffy cat with a red ribbon around its neck and a brown bunny in overalls that Himiko had the last time she was here. There was also a Hello Kitty pillow against the plain, larger pillows that she slept on.
Every time she came her bed had cuter and cuter things on it and she went over and picked up the new stuffed animal that had been added.
The bear was so soft and she couldn’t resist the urge to squeeze it to her chest and rub her face against it. “It’s so soft!” She set it back down and turned back to her girlfriend and went completely red. “Hi-Hi-Himiko?”
Standing there in front of the closed door was a very not dressed girlfriend wearing only deep red lingerie with lacy patterns adorning them, a smirk on her lips. The blonde licked her lips and stepped forward. “I wanted to share this with you.”
Ochako couldn’t take her eyes off her, off the slopes of her curves, the creamy and soft skin, the plunge of her breasts. It was hard to look away when she looked so good, so beautiful. She was embarrassed and she took a step back until the back of her knees hit the bed.
When Himiko got into her space she stood between the brunette’s legs and ran a hand up her shoulder and up her neck until she palmed her cheek. Ochako was looking down, but the blonde gently tipped her head back until she was looking up at her. She ran her thumb across her lips and felt Ochako’s breath. “Maybe go further?” said Himiko as she stared at her lips.
The brunette took a shaky breath and licked her lips, her tongue brushing the other girl’s thumb tip. “Um, I don’t think…I’m ready for that yet…” Ochako looked away, down at the floor, still red.
Himiko kissed her nose and smiled. “That’s okay, too. We can still make out.” She took her hands into hers. “Are you okay with touching me? Nothing has to come off, but I’d really like it if you did.”
Ochako bit her lip and nodded. Shyly, she put her hands on the blonde’s hips and felt more bare skin on her girlfriend than she ever had before. The lace of her panties was such a contrast to the smooth skin, but it was nice. It was quality. She tried not to think about how she got it and just focused on exploring the body in front of her.
The blonde climbed onto the brunette’s lap, a leg on either side, and pressed her lips against hers. It was soft at first, gentle, and Ochako melted into it. The villain ran one hand through the other girl’s hair, her nails lightly scratching along her scalp and earning her a soft moan.
Those shy hands made their way up the villain’s back, callouses of hands rubbing her back in a soothing movement. Himiko arched into it and licked her girlfriend’s lips before nipping at it with a fang, making the other girl gasp. With the tang of blood on her tongue the blonde explored the inside of the girl’s mouth.
She was slow and took her time, playfully goading Ochako’s tongue into action until she was giving as good as she got. They moved together, their tongues and lips meshing together in a way that almost seemed long practiced.
The whole time Himiko kept her hands above Ochako’s clothes and Ochako’s hands went down and down until they rested and gripped the blonde’s thighs.
And when Ochako took her tongue and sucked on it Himiko moaned happily. They pulled back and stared at each other, Ochako a little red and Himiko with a smile that was so happy that the brunette thought her heart would burst. The hero-to-be smiled back and there was a flutter in her heart that made everything feel lighter.
“I love you.” Himiko kissed her cheek. “I love you.” She kissed jaw. “I’m so happy.” A kiss to her neck, then she looked at her with half lidded eyes. “Can I? Is it okay?”
Ochako tightened her grip on the girl’s thighs and licked her kissed bruised lips. “Just a small nick, okay?”
“Okay.” The blonde kissed her lips, lingering and tasting before she pulled back.
Having a knife pulled out would freak out most people. Ochako was usually one of those people, but she trusted Himiko and she knew that her girlfriend had a knife on her at all times and always within reach. For her, that was just a fact of life: her girlfriend always had a knife somewhere and Ochako always trusted her.
Himiko lifted the t-shirt sleeve off and over Ochako’s shoulder and pressed her knife to spot of where her shoulder meets her arm. “Is here okay?” she asked.
“Yeah.”
The pain was quick and when she looked at the wound that the blonde made she saw that it wasn’t deep or large, it was small and only bled a little. She watched as Himiko licked the blood off her knife and shivered happily before going and licking up the little bit of blood that oozed from the cut that was made. It wasn’t a lot and the wound oozed less and less pretty quickly.
But it was enough for her girlfriend to be satisfied.
When Himiko lifted back up to look at her it was a mirror image staring back at her. The blonde tried to go in for a kiss, but Ochako leaned away and put a hand to her chest to stop her.
The villain pouted. “Haven’t you ever wanted to kiss yourself before?”
“No, and I don’t plan to now.” Ochako tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “Besides, I like you as Himiko, I don’t want to kiss you when you’re someone else.”
“Aww!” squealed Himiko as she hugged her tight. “I’ll remember that! You’re so sweet!”
Ochako laughed and gently pushed her to get off her lap since she was her mirror image right now. The blonde did so and sat behind her on the bed, immediately going to play with her hair. “Can I do your hair? Pretty please?” asked the villain.
“Make it pretty,” said the brunette as she scooted back until she could sit cross legged on the bed.
“You’re already pretty,” she kissed the back of her neck, “but I’ll add to it.”
The smile that spread on Ochako’s lips was so happy and fond that she knew Himiko didn’t even need to see her face to know it was there, she was sure of it.
As Himiko carded her fingers through her the blonde said, “So, I found this sweets recipe that seems really easy to make. Do you think if I can get Kurogiri to get the ingredients that you’ll make it for me the next time you’re here?”
“If you can get him to then we can make it together.”
“Oooh, and movies!”
“Rom-coms?”
“Rom-coms! Yes! It’ll be so much fun!”
Himiko walked her girlfriend to the door, giving her a kiss goodbye and waving until she turned the corner and out of her sight. She went and sat next to Magne with a huge dopey smile on her face and leaned against her shoulder. She released a happy sigh. “That’s my future wife.”
Spinner turned to her with a look. “She’s a hero in training.”
“Shhhh!” she said, waving her hand in his direction. “Don’t rain on my parade!”
“You’re an idiot,” said Shigaraki with a frown. “It’s not gonna happen.”
“Future wife!” she said once again.
“Whatever,” said the leader with a sigh. He turned back to the TV and watched the game show that Compress had chosen for the evening.
With that settled Himiko looked up and turned her attention to the bartender. “Hey, Kurogiri…”