"You want to stay back at my place? You look pretty tense, maybe I can help you take a load."
"You can what?" Ochaco had forgotten who she was teaming up with, startled back into reality as she looked curiously toward Mineta, and she tensed up pretty fast as he shifted toward her. She hadn't seen Mineta in months, not since graduation, and he had been on his best behavior as she came through his part of town on official work.
"I can help you take a load off," Mineta said. "I've got a big bath tub, you can take a long soak in it while I order some pizza."
Ochaco fidgeted. She'd just misheard him then. Of course. "Oh, okay, that sounds really nice! I'd appreciate that."
"Great. Then after the bath maybe I can rail you." Coming up from behind, he gave a firm smack to Ochaco's perky ass, making her yelp in surprise and frustration, looking at him without any sense at all of how to respond to his indecency, so crude and so inappropriate, but also hitting on some very frustratingly accurate feelings and tensions within her that she didn't feel she was exactly ready to deal with.
"Mineta!" she said, snapping her tongue and stomping her foot down as he got out of line again. She'd given him the benefit of the doubt only for him to swing right back into old habits, and she was left tense, frustrated, and really miffed about the way he'd pulled one over on her.
He just snickered. "It's fine, you'll get privacy. I can tell Midoriya hasn't fucked you in forever, so I'll just hang out by the door and listen to you fingerfuck yourself all night."
Ochaco had initially been about to just go rent a room somewhere. She was far from home and there wasn't any easy way she could get back this late, while Mineta was just down the street from where they had been lingering around in a cafe after dealing with the villain. He was being crass and inappropriate, sure, but he'd also spent so long being perfectly fine while they got their food that surely he was just being like this because it was Mineta. They'd had a perfectly fine time up until it was time to head out, so he was probably just giving her some trouble for old times' sake, right?
But he was right about one thing. Ochaco hadn't had sex in about four months. She loved Deku a lot, but he took his heroism with the kind of seriousness she really didn't have any fucking hope of making sense of, and his work-life balance was completely shot. He had duties and she knew that he was only doing what was right and what was good, but it left her wanting, left her frustrated and wishing she was able to get some relief. Mineta had zeroed in on that, able to tell how pent up she was, and the words and reminders left her all the more tense, put sex on her mind and ensured she wasn't going to be able to easily shake the frustrations that he'd just inflicted upon her.
Which was the plan.
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Ochaco lay on the couch, fidgeting and too tense to sit right, too tense to know how to respond to the growing pressures and weirdness of the feelings that held onto her. They had shared pizza and a few more innuendos had been shot her way over the course of an otherwise perfectly fine conversation, but one that Ochaco wasn't exactly sad to pull back from when it was over and he was off to bed. It was a very mild relief to watch him leave and for her to be able to settle alone onto his couch and start to dig in for the night, but there was really nothing at all relaxing or warming about the feelings that slowly crept over her as she lay under a blanket in Mineta's living room and felt her body begin to ache.
Nightly masturbation sessions were the only thing that quelled the throbbing want that had become all too familiar and too agonizingly normal a feeling for Ochaco. She was used to it now in the worst of ways, having no idea exactly how to control herself and tend to the reality of how deep in she was. She told herself it was okay. Repeatedly and with frustrating desperation, over and over and over. There was nothing wrong with being second in importance to heroism for the man she loved more than anything, nothing wrong with having to fingerfuck herself into a tired, gasping heap every night because he wasn't here to take care of her needs and to love her.
The wait to touch herself was only just in case Mineta did try to make some move to spy on her. She wanted to make sure he was settled in bed and quiet before she started to kick the blankets off. She didn't bring any sleepwear, left with only her bra and panties while a robe sat off to the side that Mineta had happily provided her for modesty. She exposed her body slowly, easing her way down and starting to hold firm to the idea that she was going to have to do something to quell these urges. Urges Mineta had only made worse and stoked inside of her in the first place.
"Every night," she whined as her hand trailed down her body, as she pushed her fingers down under the band of her panties, starting to rub circles against her mound while her other hand reached to push the panties down her legs. She was slow in moving on to this, taking her time to draw out the feelings with some semblance of sense and composure. She couldn't get too hasty and intense. Not yet. Not as she pushed her luck further and tended to this situation with a growing sense of focused heat, a desire and a want that came on strong. Mineta was gone, Ochaco was by herself now and ready to settle in comfortably for the long haul, right? She was going to tend to her needs and take good care of herself right in Mineta's fucking living room.
Getting into the moment and allowing herself to get way too into this, Ochaco rolled her head back and closed her eyes, focusing on the feelings and the needs that didn't let up. Her panties went down, left dangling off of one ankle, that leg rising up to hang off the edge of the couch as the other sank toward the floor, her whole body sinking into a warm and appreciative need to let go of herself. While one hand continued to rub steady circles and tend to the growing, slow burn of her arousal, the other trailed up her body, reaching toward her breasts through her bra, fondling herself while she let out guilty, shuddering breaths. "I can't believe I'm about to masturbate in Mineta's living room. How far have I fallen?"
"Would it help if you weren't masturbating for it?" The voice shook Ochaco from her curiosities, leaving her to jolt upright gasping in worry as she found herself staring now upon the grinning face of Mineta standing in the doorway, staring at her with her legs splayed quite shamelessly right in his direction. He was standing there, staring right at her pussy while she flailed and panicked, trying to kick the blanket up over her body to prevent him from seeing any more than what he'd already seen, which was a lot.
"Private!" Ochaco shrieked, the first thing she was able to spit out, and it wasn't exactly helpful for expressing the complicated mess of embarrassment and worry that came from all of this. "What are you doing?'
"I told you I was going to perv in on you jilling off," Mineta retorted, and he didn't seem to be joking anywhere near as much as Ochaco wanted him to be, as he continued to draw closer. "And here I am." He spread his hands out, snickering and drawing in closer. "You can pretend I'm not here if it would make you feel better, but it really looks like you don't want to be rubbing a few out, so I thought I'd offer to help you out. What do you say?'
Tripping over her words did no good for Ochaco as she looked in outraged panic toward Mineta, wishing she knew what to say and how to make him get the fuck away. "I thought we were friends," she finally spat out. "This is inappropriate, you know I've been with Izuku for years. I can't just cheat on him, and I can't believe you would invite me here just to try and get me to."
"It seems like you haven't 'been' with Izuku for the last few of those." Mineta kept moving forward. "How long has it been since he fucked you? Looks to me like it's been forever, hasn't it?"
"That's none of your business," she said. She didn't exactly move though, eyes drifting away, body so tense and frustrated, but frozen in place as she let this all keep happening and did absolutely nothing to stop this, which did not sit amazingly well with her, but she wasn't sure what she could have done to deal with this.