Many Flavors of Tea

Jealousy over Herself

Something about seeing her boyfriend make-out with her clone bothered Ochako, she knew it was herself but she couldn't help but feel jealous over Ahcha or Daicha's curves. Seeing Ahcha and Izuku come back to the dorms a couple hours later with wrinkles in their clothes, smeared lipstick on Ahcha's face and messy hair irked Ochako quite a bit. When Izuku went to talk with her she folded her arms and turned her back to him indignantly. This left him a bit confused as to her reaction but didn't stop him from wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her into a hug from behind. She shuddered feeling his touch and breath on her neck but she didn't allow herself to be entrapped by Izuku's affection. She pouted and made him weightless before walking up stairs to her room.

"Why is she acting like that? She's never acted like that before." Izuku asks, looking at the Chako clones in the room.

"Well there's five clones of her but she has more emotions, we are just the primary emotions she has. That right there would be the 6th clone, Jealousy." Ahcha explains fixing her hair a bit so it goes back to normal.

"She's jealous of you and Ahcha getting handsy today at the movies because you haven't done something like that with her." Daicha says getting Izuku to look down at the ground saddened.

"I'm gonna go talk to her then." Izuku says but is stopped by Daicha, she slips something into his hand before closing it and motioning for him to head to Ochako's room. Izuku pockets the object, not bothering to look at what it was and rushes upstairs.

Lemon incoming:

Izuku unlocks the door to Ochako's room, she is standing topless in front of her mirror on the back of her closet inspecting herself. She pulls at the slight fat on her stomach looking at it with a sad expression. She doesn't look towards Izuku and just continues to inspect herself in the mirror. Izuku walks up to her and gazes into her eyes from the reflection of her in the mirror. Saying nothing he places his hands on her hips, his thumbs gently rubbing against her midriff. His hands slowly making their way around her stomach following the creases of her toned muscle of her abs. She leans her head onto his shoulder and places her hands over top of his own interlocking her fingers with his sans her pinkies. Izuku kisses the side of her neck moving his hands about her stomach slowly up to her chest.

"You like Ahcha and Daicha over me don't you?" She asks, feeling his thumb brush against the bottom of her right breast.

"You're all the same person, how could I like any of you over each other?" He asks with both his hands now finding the underside of her breasts and softly caressing them.

"You've been super affectionate with the two of them, making out and being all touchy feely. I feel left out and forgotten." She responds, she holds in a gasp as his thumb grases over her nipple as he prods the mounds on her chest.

"Then allow me to make it up to you my Mochi." He whispers kissing the back of her neck and burying his face into her chocolate locks of hair.

"Massage my back then, it's sore from training and because of my chest." she replies.

Izuku walks her to her bed in the corner of the room, where he motions for her to lie down. She does so and Izuku takes off his shirt allowing her to gaze at his chiseled body from months of training to gain control over his awesome power. He kneels on the floor next to her bed and places his hands on her back. One at the small of her back and the other between her shoulder blades. He starts pressing and prodding spots along her spine where the muscles feel the most tense. She melts under the feeling of the massage, his fingers kneading circles into her tight muscles. He moves his hands independently of each other, one kneading with knuckles at the base of her spine above her bum and the other pressing in a circular motion on the center of her back where the strain of her chest is. She stretches and grabs the sheets of the bed feeling Izuku knead away the soreness in her back.