Thread by @italian_lily

“Want to share a Quickie?”

Cw: sexual implications, misunderstandings, short drabbles where I think I’m funny

#kacchako

“Mina! I need you to cover for me!” Ochako called in a favor in the middle of her patrol.

She knew it was irresponsible and irrational, but she just got a text from Katsuki asking her to meet for a quickie.

During work hours.

Mr. ‘no fraternizing at the work place EVER’ was breaking his code and Ochako could not miss the opportunity to finally tear into that fitted black spandex top that tormented her every time her boyfriend so much as flexed — which was a lot!

It’s not like their sex life was boring.

Hell, just last night, Katsuki fucked her over the bathroom sink just because. And she really couldn’t say no—not with him just getting out of the shower and dripping wet like that…

But something about sneaking into an office, a broom closet, or even a bathroom stall and trying not to get caught…

Ochako spent too much time with Mina listening to how much stuff she and Eijirou got away with that it almost felt like a challenge.

Like, hey! Why couldn’t she and Katsuki do that too? She bet they could be super sneaky!

But she respected Katsuki’s boundaries and didn’t push too much, but their office abstinence was finally about to end!

She raced back to the agency, scaling into Katsuki’s office window so as to not get caught skating on her patrol.

“Okay!” She huffed, pushing a sweaty bang out of her face as she climbed in his office window. “I’m here — how much time do we have?”

“Cheeks? Time for what?”

Katsuki looked up from the report in his hands to find Ochako unzipping her hero suit.

“Oi!” He barked, jumping up. The tips of his ears turned red. “What the fuck are you doing?!” He hissed, rushing to zip her all the way back up to her neck.

Ochako frowned.

“We can’t have a quickie if I don’t unzip my hero suit, and you’re not tearing it off me!” She reasoned, swatting his hands away and ignoring his slack jawed expression. “As much as I would like that, I’m sorry, but it’s too expensive and they won’t replace it for free if—“

“What?”

“Yeah. The agency won’t pay for any damages that aren’t work related—“ she began to explain but he cut her off again.

“No! Fuck. What are you talking about? What quickie?” He asked. “You know I’m against having sex at work.”

Ochako huffed, hands slotting against her hips. “You tell me then! You’re the one that texted getting my hopes all up!”

Katsuki raised his brow, crossing his arms and smirking like the cocky, sexy jackass bastard he was.

“Tell me what I sent.”

“Fine!” Ochako dug her phone out.

💥 📱: Hey Cheeks, you want to meet up for some quickie?

Ochako read the message to him, even turning the phone so he could see.

Katsuki hummed. “Read that last word again.”

“Quickie,” she repeated.

Katsuki sucked his teeth, something he did when he was fighting a laugh.

He pointed to a dish on his credenza. “The hag dropped by.”

“It’s pronounced quiche.”

The end 😂💦

I’m sorry sometimes I think I’m funny. Anyway happy Wednesday! I hope y’all are having a good day.