Contains mature layers and content.
Art not mine.

Kat's POV 
(19:00 in Uraraka's room, happening at the same time as the date.)

"So, now that we've set up our close friends, whatcha guys wanna do?" I ask Tsu and Uraraka. Uraraka shrugs while looking at Tsu.

"I have to go call my family, my little siblings miss me, kero." Tsu says getting up and heading towards Uraraka door.

"Cool, have fun. Say hi to Samidare and Satsuki for me," I tell her.  I met her siblings at the UA Christmas party where we played hide and seek. It's difficult to play if the hiders can literally walk on walls and ceilings, it was still fun though. I also went to her house a couple times over the breaks.

"Will do. Bye guys, kero" Uraraka and I wave as she leaves. I turn to face her. 

"Didn't you say you wanted to train earlier?" Her eyes light up.

"Yeah, I learned a lot of stuff at the camp, but my stamina is still low. It doesn't take a lot for me to overextend myself. I really want to fix that, I just don't know how." I grin, and walk towards her.

"You want to build your stamina?" I ask, she nods. "I do have a way to build stamina but it takes a lot of trust." I tell her brushing her bangs to the side slightly. "You'd have to put all of your faith in me." By now I'm whispering into her ear. She shivers slightly.

"Kat, I trust you, but-" I sush her with my lips. When I pull away she's speechless. I gave her time to pull away, and she didn't. I know she was against it earlier and I want to make sure I have complete consent before things happen. 

"Nothing good ever comes after the word but. It's a word that literally cancels out everything that you've said before it.” I tell her.

Uraraka's POV 

She kissed me, she kissed me… why did I like it? I'm straight right? I like guys right? 

"Nothing good comes after the word but." Kat says. "It's a word that literally cancel out everything that you've said before it." When she says that I get a fluttering feeling in my gut, even though she's talking normally. She leans in again. "Just tell me to stop." 

Lifting me up, I koala her so I don't fall, she puts her head into my neck, lightly sucking. It feels so weird, it makes that pounding in my gut grow, and that feels good so I let her continue. When she stops her head still stays buried in my neck.

"Now Ochaco, I want you to activate your quirk on us, okay." Her voice is like honey, dripping over every syllable. I do as she says. Activating my quirk. As soon as I do she speaks more of her sweet words, adding to that feeling, that intense tickly pounding. "Good job. Okay, now no matter what keep your quirk active." I put all of my attention into my quirk. She giggles softly, it vibrates against by neck. It distracts me and I almost drop us. Pulling her head out of my neck she puts her face next to mine.

"Not like that. Your quirk is a part of you. Let it flow through you. The more energy you put into it the more energy it uses. Focus on me, my voice, my actions. Just let your quirk be a background noise. I'm the main attraction so focus on me." I do, I stop even paying attention to my quirk. The only reason I know it's working is because we haven't fallen. 

“Good job. Now I’m going to take off your shirt and from there things will get… heated. You’re okay with that right?” she asks, I nod my head. “Words Ochaco, I need your verbal consent.” Looking in her eyes I nod while giving a small okay.

She then slips her hands under my shirt, not having to use them hold me up anymore due to my quirk. I feel the soft fabric of my shirt slip over my head, as well as her hands. Feathering touches make their way to my lower back, a soft item grazes against my lips. Kats lips are brushing against mine, slightly unsure I push my lips against hers, I can feel her smile then slowly lead my mouth through movements. Her lips guide mine into a mold as her hands remove my bra. Her hands are warm and they touch my skin all over leaving a fiery trail. 

We spin a little in the air and transition to a horizontal position. I grasp Kat’s hair trying to get more contact, I don't know why but the more she does, the more I want. I deepen our kiss in a sloppy manner. I may be an amateur but she’s a professional leading me through the process. Teaching me how to use my hands as she guides them to my own pants, guiding my tongue along hers in a playful tussle. 

When I’ve undone my own pants she gracefully slips them off. Our movements make our floating bodies spin lightly, it adds to the feeling of molten nerves I have in my stomach. I take a risk and take off my underwear, I’ve never done anything like this before, it's scary and exciting. She moves her now swollen lips to my breast, catching a perky bud in it. A shaky sound escapes me. While she gives one nipple attention I feel poking at my lower area, her hand. She rubs and nudges her hand, now slipping between my folds. I tilt my head back, eyes closing to take it in. Wet warmth leaves my nipple, cold against the air. She moves to the other, giving it just as much attention. Her hand is parting me, the cold air hitting my core giving a nice stinging feeling. A sharp pain shoots through me and my closed eyes leak a few tears, her finger is the cause. 

I want more though. It aches like a stabbing, but I need more. I want to feel amazing. I push myself on her finger, grinding my hips. She gets the hint and moves her finger in me. The sounds fills up the room. My moans join. A roller coaster of nerves rushes to my gut and I feel a knot in my stomach. She leans up and kisses me again, I know what to do this time and kiss her back immediately. Her mouth catches my moans and I have the urge to pee. I try telling her but I’m too caught up in pleasure. I clench trying to hold it in, when her other hand snakes down and starts massaging my bud, I lose it and release. She pulls away, and smiles bringing her finger out of my core and to her mouth. Licking off the clear shiny substance. 

I didn't realize how heavily I was breathing or how we were still afloat. I bring my shaky hands together 

“Release” my quirk stops and we land on the ground, Kat has to catch me when my legs give out. She brings me to my bed where my clothes are, did she throw them there on purpose? She dresses me as I think about what I’m feeling. When she's done I look her in the eyes, “I think I’m a lesbien?” I ask. She laughs 

“You know there are other sexualities out there, like bisexuality or pansexuality, you should do some research and think about it more before you decide. And I think your stamina is a lot better than you thought.” She grabs her stuff and turns towards me “Talk to Tsu about it, she went through the same thing a while ago.” I nod, she grabs the door handle “Now get some sleep, we have to listen to our friends tell us all about their date tomorrow and you look like you need sleep.” She opens the door to leave

“Hey, Kat,” I call out, she turns back around “that meant nothing to you right?” I ask. She immediately frowns. 

“Of course it meant something to me. Maybe not in the way you’re thinking, but I still care, and I do like you, it's just a not romantically. More like sexually and as a friend. I do still care about you.”

“Okay, night.” I say, she says goodnight then leaves me alone. I’m confused and I don't know what to do. Maybe I will talk to Tsu, but tomorrow, Kat’s right I do need to sleep.

Kats POV

I leave Ochaco’s room and take out my phone while I walk to mine. Turning it on i see Hitoshi texted me.

Mysleepybro: Hey thanks a lot for the date, it went great. What did you do while I was with Izu?

KatekiDaGhoul: I was with Uraraka and i’ll be honest, i’ve never had lighter sex, I mean we were floating. It was enlightening.

Mysleepybro:.....

KatekiDaGhoul: get it?

Mysleepybro:.....

KatekiDaGhoul: ya, I hate myself too. 

Mysleepybro:.....

KatekiDaGhoul:..... Night bro

Mysleepybro: night

 By the time I put my phone in my pocket I’m in my room, sighing in content. I get ready to stay up all night and binge watch anime.

Bakugou's POV
 (20:00 an hour after Shindeku date starts)

It's all her fucking fault. That nerd is on a fucking date with that extra, and it was all her fault. It's not like I like him, I don't. I just enjoy the sex. 

Getting up from my bed I stomp over to my door. Flinging it open, I stalk out. Her rooms on the fifth fucking floor, so I head towards the stairs.

I hear a door creak open as I pass Shitty Hair’s room. He pops his head out with that annoying shark toothed grin.

"Hey Bakubro, where you heading to?" He asks me, as he begins to walk alongside me.

"Don't call me that." I yell at him, then in a dangerously low voice I finish "I'm going to her room." I might sound like a fucking murderer but I don't give a shit.

"Her room… you mean Princess's room. What's she done this time?" He asks, his curiosity pissing me off more.

"It’s none of your fucking business so fuck off Shitty Hair." I growl at him. He taps his chin with his finger.

"All she's been doing today is setting up that date for Midoriya and Shinso." I reach the stairs a little after him, and he's blocking the entrance to them, while he thinks. "Why would you be mad about that?" 

"Move," I tell him.

"Unless…" he ponders ignoring my previous command.

"FUCKING MOVE SHITTY HAIR!!" I yell at him.

"Are you jealous?" I glare at him. 

"Of course I'm not, why the fuck would I be jealous, IT'S NOT LIKE I CARE ABOUT THAT SHITTY NERD!" My hands make small explosions while I yell, like a warning telling him to move. Instead he uses his quirk to harden himself. Is he fucking CHALLENGING ME. Though he may look like he's ready for a fight, his voice comes out small and fragile.

"Do you care about Midoriya that way. Are you jealous because you like him…" his voice fades off in the end. He sounds so hurt. I don't answer immediately, and his hurt expression stays, but now it mixes with a dark look, a jealous look. I don't yell at him, I use a low controlling tone.

"I do NOT like that useless deku. Now move out of my fucking way, or I WILL hurt you." He looks sad as he moves, when he speaks it sounds like he's on the verge of crying.

"Right… silly me, of course you don't like him. I'm just going to go back to my room." He turns and leaves, calling over his shoulder. "I hope Kat can help you Bakugou." Then he's in his room. 

As I march my way upstairs I have to suppress the feeling that I should go back down and talk to him. He looked so sad, fucking hell, he called me Bakugou, he never does that. He always uses that stupid nickname, and that look, was he jealous? Jealous of what though?

I reach Kat's room, it’s right next to Ponytails room. Banging on the door with my fists, I wait for an answer. After I get no reply, I try the handle. It's locked. 

"She's not in her room, she left a while ago," I hear a voice behind me. Spinning around I see Tape Arms.

"Where the fuck is she then?” I ask. He shakes his head and responds.

"I don't know where she is… but I do want to know why Kiri is crying, in the most manly way possible. About something you did?" I stare at him. Why is he crying? Is he really upset about the whole Deku thing. 

Without answering him I turn and storm off towards the stairs. Taking them two at a time I stomp all the way. When I get to my floor I immediately go to Kirishima's door. Banging on the door I yell at him,

"Oi, it's me, we need to fucking talk." After a little bit of pounding on his door it finally opens. Without waiting for an invite, I shove my way in slamming and locking his door behind me.

I'm about to yell at him ask him why he's upset, then I see him. His face looks slightly puffy, his eyes are bloodshot and red rimmed. His breathing is erratic even though he’s trying to calm it, he looks like a mess. Didn't I see him a little while ago? It hasn't been that long. How did he go from that grinning face to this complete wreck in such a short time. Did I really do this to him?

"Hey Bakubro," he attempts to smile, acting as normal as he can, "I'm a little busy right now. We could hangout later if you want. Or, even better, we could hangout tomorrow with the gang." He goes to open his door, to let me out, but I use one hand and lean on it, keeping it closed. He still pulls at it, wanting it to open.

"Bro, I can’t open the door with you leaning on it." His fake cheer is slowly aggravating me. Grabbing his arm I drag him to his bed. Sitting down I pull him next to me.

"Talk." I command.

"I told you, I'm busy. We can talk later, okay?" He avoids my eyes opting to look at his green sheets. When he tries to get up I pull him back down. Grab his face I make him look at me.

"What's wrong? Tell me." He stares at me, then 'smiles'.

"Nothing’s wrong. I'm just busy, so if you could leave… please." He pleads, using that same excuse. I sigh, rubbing my thumb on his right cheek.

"Kirishima, why were you crying? Tape Arms said it's because of me, is that true?" I try being calm and gentle, I'm not very good at it so the ending ends up being a demand to tell me about what's bugging him, but I don't think he notices.

"It's nothing, I'm fine." He still can barely look me in the eyes, and when he does it's for a fleeting second before he looks away again. I lean in closer to his face, trying to get his attention onto me. He looks at me, breath hitching. I can feel his breath on my face, we’re about an inch away. His cheeks tint red, and he bites his bottom lip. Looking at him my chest clenches, my heart beats faster. Against all my regular behavior I ask him again, much softer this time.
 
"Eijiro, please, what's wrong?" He stops biting his lip as he gasps at my use of his first name. His eyes gloss over, his hand clenches the fabric of my shirt. His tears start to fall. I've never seen him like this. He leans in, his face full of pain, as he connects our lips.

I don't pull away, but I don't kiss back, I'm in shock. When he pulls away I'm brought to my senses. Sniveling and hugging himself he says.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I’m sorry. You should go now. Actually, I'll leave." He stands up to leave his own room. I stand up to grabbing his arms I spin him towards me.

"Why are you sorry." I demand. He looks at me.

"Because you like Midoriya, not me. I just kissed you, effectively ruining our friendship. And now I'm running away, even though it's not manly." He says all in a whisper. I sigh. In this new calm collected voice I'm trying out I tell him.

"I do NOT like that nerd. I may not have kissed you back, but it did not ruin our friendship. And you are not running. I won't let you." He looks at me. Tears and a smile on his face.

"We’re still friends?" I pull him closer to my face. 

"Yes we are... unless you want more." He looks at me, confusion in his features. "Go out with me." A grin appears on his tear stained face. Nodding his head. Scooping him up I put him in his bed. I go and lock his door, turning off the lights on the way back. I get into his bed. He rolls my direction and snuggles into my chest. I put my arms around him. 

"Goodnight Shitty Hair."

"But it's only 20:32" he tells me.

"I know. Now go to sleep."