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Every day at twelve-thirty sharp, a handsome man walks into the UA cafe.
He’s normally wearing a suit, but sometimes he’ll have already shed his jacket before walking inside, rolling the sleeves of his shirt up before he starts to eat.
Every day at twelve-thirty sharp, Ochako walks up to the handsome man, introducing herself as if she’s never seen him before, just like the employee protocol states she should. She’ll smile at him, and he always smiles back in return. He’s a kind man, a true gentleman. Someone that Ochako would love to go on a date with, maybe.
Definitely, actually. Ochako definitely wants to go on a date with this man.
She’s caught his name once on a badge he placed on the table, one from his job. Iida Tenya, chief executive of a company she’s never heard of. He looks like someone who works in finance, or maybe business—stocks and trading. Something that she doesn’t think she would ever be able to stand to do. And judging by the quality of his suits, Ochako can guess that he gets paid pretty well to do it.
Ugh. He’s just too perfect, tall, dark-haired, and handsome with a full wallet. He’s everything Ochako’s dream man would be.
Mina works lunch shifts with her. Ever-astute (and rather nosy), she picked up almost immediately after Ochako started to develop her crush on this Iida guy, and thankfully seats him in Ochako’s section every day.
Today’s no different.
Ochako’s plating up a salad in the back when Mina peeks her head through the swinging doors that lead to the kitchen. “Hey! Ochako! Mr. Handsome is here! Right on schedule.” She gives Ochako a mischievous grin. “Don’t worry, I’ve sat him in your section.”
Ochako blushes, embarrassed that she’s so easily seen by her friend. “Thank you, Mina,” she answers politely, trying to hide her face.
“Go get ‘em, tiger! Today’s your day!”
Ochako snorts. “To serve him lunch and then send him on his way? Yes, it is the day to do that.”
Mina sighs dramatically. “When will you just hit on him!? You’ve been crushing on him for months!”
“When it becomes appropriate for a waitress to hit on a customer. Which is never!”
Mina pouts at her. “You’re no fun.”
“I have bills to pay, Mina! I can’t go losing my job over some man who probably doesn’t even remember my name.”
“You’re impossible,” Mina tells her, rolling her eyes. “Have fun serving him in the least sexy way possible.”
Thankfully, Mina leaves her to go back to attending the hostess desk after that.
Ochako takes a moment to adjust herself, straightening her uniform, making sure that her hair is in place. Then, she heads out to drop off the salad to her other table and greet Iida.
She notices as soon as she sees him that today something’s… different about him. It’s not his outfit, no, he’s still dressed impeccably. But he’s shifting around in his seat. She watches as he picks up the menu before placing it down, not even bothering to look at it. He fiddles with his sleeves, stands slightly to adjust his pants.
Huh. That’s weird.
“Hi and welcome to UA Cafe. My name is Uraraka and I’ll be serving you today.”
“Oh, hi!” Iida answers, clearing his throat of any raspiness. He pulls at his collar. He doesn’t offer her anything more, skipping his normal, “Hi Uraraka-san, how are you today?”
Ochako tries not to let her curiosity show. She continues on. “Can I get you a drink to get started while you look at the menu?”
“A drink! Yes! Um, I guess water will be fine,” he says, and that’s different too. Normally he starts off with a black coffee, asking for the water with his meal.
Ochako gives him a polite nod before leaving his table. She gets him his glass of water, returning to the table quickly.
He still hasn’t opened his menu.
Ochako can’t help it: she asks, “Uh, sir, I’m sorry if this crosses a boundary, but are you okay? You seem a little… off.”
“Oh, no! Everything is fine! More than fine, actually! I just.” He sighs, shutting his eyes for a moment as if he’s collecting himself. When he looks up at her again, they’re much more clear, present. “Uraraka-san, I have to ask you something.”
She blinks in surprise. “Sure, what is it?”
He wiggles his finger, signaling for her to come closer. She follows, leaning in. “Would you like to sleep with me for money?”
Ochako’s jaw drops to the floor.
Iida continues, “I’d take good care of you. I’d treat you well, too. It’s just—well, I don’t have time to meet many women in my line of work. And you’re so beautiful and kind and I’d make it worth your while. I promise.”
Holy shit. This is like a dream come true. Ochako’s crush is asking to fuck her, and pay her for it, too. It’s an absolute no-brainer. Maybe she could even save up for that new laptop she’s been wanting for her classes.
“Yes, I would.”
Iida seems shocked that her answer came so easily. His mouth falls open a little, his eyes wide as he takes her in. “Oh, I didn’t expect you to actually say yes. I’ve been sitting here worrying about where I’d get lunch after you threw me out.”
“Why would I say no to the handsomest customer I have?” Ochako asks, and she hopes that he knows that she really, really means it. She’s not just putting on airs now that he’s propositioned her. She wants him, has wanted him for some time.
A blush colors Iida’s cheeks. Ochako likes it, smiling at him. “Well, when are you free? I know I just sprung this on you, but—”
“Right now,” Ochako answers, and it’s only mostly a lie. If they make it quick, Mina will cover for her.
Iida looks up at her with a smile. “My car is parked in the garage next door. It’s quite discrete.”
“Perfect.”
Ochako runs to tell Mina she’s taking her break, not even bothering to wait for her answer before she’s following Iida out of the front door of the restaurant. He leads her into a parking garage, and she has one moment of panic where she realizes that hey, maybe this isn’t the best idea. But then Iida’s leaning his back against his very, very expensive car and asking, “Can I kiss you?” as if he were a blushing, virgin schoolboy, and all of that worry just floats away like magic.
“Yes,” Ochako answers, and she doesn’t wait for him to take the lead. She’s too desperate. An ache has been building between her legs since he first mentioned sex, and as soon as their lips connect, it spreads through her, warming her everywhere.
Even if Iida hasn’t had the time to date any women recently, he must have incredible muscle memory, because his kiss is enough to make Ochako weak in her knees. She can’t help the little moan that slips out of her mouth when he flicks his tongue against her lips. She opens for him, her hands coming up to grip his arms, the feeling of his strong muscles making her flush even more.
His hand cups the back of her neck, keeping her close, his tongue dipping into her mouth once more. His body presses against hers, and she can feel the bulge from his cock pressing against her lower stomach, and it makes her that much hotter. She can’t believe that she’s this turned on. It has to be the thrill of it all. Ochako’s never done anything like this before. She hasn’t even had a one night stand. This isn’t the type of girl she is, putting out to a practical stranger in public, and for money too.
That’s not to say she doesn’t like it, however, because she really, really does.
Iida breaks their kiss, resting their foreheads together for a moment to catch his breath. “You’re incredible,” he tells her, and she feels her cheeks flush.
“So are you.”
She feels greedy, a little driven wild, and maybe that’s why she pulls him down again, moaning freely into his mouth as she fumbles for the handle to the car’s door as she tries to pull it open and get them both inside.
Iida seems to pick up on what she wants, letting Ochako kiss on his neck as his mouth leaves hers for a moment. He opens the door and Ochako slips inside, scooting over so Iida can join her.
Within seconds Ochako’s stripping her clothes off, knowing that Mina can only cover for her so long. She realizes then that she never talked numbers with Iida, and maybe that’s something she should have done before she decided to risk her job like this. It’s far too late now, and Ochako wants him too badly to really, truly care.
Iida follows her lead, undoing his tie, leaving his shirt on and skipping right to his pants. Ochako stares hungrily as he takes his cock out. It’s huge, hard, and aching, leaking at the tip already just from their kissing. Her mouth waters uncontrollably.
“Oh fuck,” she moans, and then she immediately sinks down to suck him off. Iida groans as soon as her lips touch the head of his cock, his hand coming up to her hair to grip it. He’s ever the gentleman, not pulling, just holding her close as she works his dick slowly into her mouth. He’s so big, his length throbbing against her tongue. His precum is salty, and she works her mouth over him, hollowing her cheeks to suck him properly. She wants to be good, wants to pull more sounds from his mouth.
“Uraraka-san,” he breathes, panting a little as Ochako sucks him. His cock is the perfect weight in her mouth, and she knows now that she could very quickly get addicted to something as divine as this. “N-not yet. I want to fuck you before I finish.”
He gives her hair a gentle pull, making her whine a little at the loss of his cock in her mouth and at the promise of what’s to come. When she sits up, his hands go to her shirt—not bothering to ask this time, just taking what he wants. He unbuttons her top, sliding it off of her. Her hands join his, helping him strip off her bra and strip her skirt off. She tosses her clothes somewhere in the car haphazardly. She thinks that she probably should be embarrassed by the stark difference in the quality of their clothing, but she can’t find it in her. All she feels is the ache in her cunt, the desperate need she has to be filled up and fucked.
Iida positions himself sideways, trying to fit them both the best he can in the small constraints of the car. “You can sit on me like this,” he offers, and Ochako’s answer comes easily as anything. Maybe she was meant for things like this after all.
“Yes, daddy.”
Iida flushes at her words, and Ochako’s moving in an instant, straddling his legs as much as she can. Her forearms rest on his knees, giving him a good view of her ass as she rubs her pussy over his cock. He fucks up into her, slipping the tip of his dick inside of her. Ochako cries out, her pussy clenching down on his thick length as it spears her open.
“So good, so tight,” he groans.
She feels so full she can barely breathe, her breaths hitching as he fills her up completely. Iida gets impatient then, something she never expected. He grabs her by the hips, holding her in place so he can fuck his cock up into her. He thrusts his hips again and again, and Ochako lets him, lets herself be used and taken. She holds onto the car seat for purchase, her pussy sopping wet as pleasure courses through her. Iida really must have been lying when he said he hasn’t had sex recently. There’s no way he’s this good while being out of practice.
Ochako feels her orgasm creeping up, hears herself letting out little, “Ah, Ah!” sounds as she gets closer and closer.
Iida pinches at her nipples, his large fingers rough against the delicate skin. “You can cum whenever you want, baby,” he tells her, and that’s all it takes.
She cums, her pussy tightening up around his thick length, her pleasure peaking as she squeezes her eyes shut and lets him fuck her through it. He doesn’t stop after she’s finished, instead doubling down, trying to get himself there, too.
It doesn’t take long, and with a long, low moan, he follows her, spilling into her, wetting up her insides.
It takes Ochako a few minutes to get herself together after, but when she does, she says, “We have to do this again.”
Iida smiles at her, as charming as ever. “I agree.”