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Ken "Draken" Ryūguji

Draken’s big everywhere—shoulders, hands, cock. You’re on his lap, thighs spread wide, impaled full by him. The stretch alone has you whining, clinging to his inked chest. He keeps bouncing you, massive palms lifting and dropping you like you weigh nothing. “C’mon, sweetheart. Take it for me.” When you suddenly gush, soaking his abs, his eyes go wide. Then his grin splits, teeth sharp with pride. “Fuck, you squirted? For me? Look at that.” He keeps you bouncing, greedy now, voice rough in your ear. “Thought you said you couldn’t. Thought you said it was impossible. I’ll keep pushin’ til you flood me again.” His dick drags deeper, harder, your slick dripping down his thighs. He groans, possessive, chest heaving. “Mine. My girl, my mess. Gonna make you do it over and over.”

#need that

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Ran Haitani

Ran’s lounging back, hair falling loose, one knee hooked over your shoulder while his dick grinds deep from below. His pace is slow, cruel, teasing you with the stretch. You’re begging, trembling, and then it happens—you gush over him, thighs shaking. He stills, smirking like a devil. “Ohhh, look at that. Didn’t know you had that in you, princess.” He rubs his thumb over your swollen clit, coaxing another spurt while you cry that it’s too much. “Nah, baby, this is perfect.” He laughs softly, eyes dark with mockery. “You makin’ a puddle for me. Pretty little thing, all wet and ruined.” He slides back in, hips rolling lazy. “I’m not stoppin’ ‘til this bed’s soaked.”

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Shuji Hanma

Hanma lives for chaos—so when your body jerks and you spray across his stomach mid-thrust, he howls with laughter. “Holy fuck, baby girl—look at you! Didn’t know you had a sprinkler system.” He pins your wrists, hips slamming hard, chasing it again. You whimper that you can’t, but he only grins sharper, tattoos flexing as he drives deeper. “Oh, you can. You will. I’ll beat it out of you if I gotta.” He taunts you with every gush, tilting your hips to angle his dick just right. The bed’s soaked, your thighs sticky, and he’s relentless, eyes glittering with obsession. “Yeah, that’s it. Squirt for me. Again. Again.” He doesn’t stop ‘til you’re sobbing, drenched, chest heaving. Then he paints your face with his cum, laughing breathless. “My dirty little fountain.”

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Kazutora Hanemiya

Kazutora’s wild-eyed when it happens—your pussy fluttering around him, wet spraying down his thighs. He gasps, then lets out a shaky laugh, manic with glee. “You just—fuck—you just squirted for me?” His pace turns frantic, bruising, hands locking around your waist to keep you still. “Do it again. Do it again or I’ll lose my mind.” He kisses your jaw, your throat, tender even as he ruts harder. “You’re so fucking perfect, baby. So good for me.” You’re crying from the overstimulation, but he won’t stop—obsession driving him. “I’ll keep you here all night ‘til you’re soaked through. Don’t care if you scream. Don’t care if you beg.” His teeth sink into your shoulder, marking you as his while he groans against your skin.

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Chifuyu Matsuno

Chifuyu looks stunned when your slick gushes down his dick, his thrust faltering. He pulls back to stare, chest heaving. “Did you—shit, you did.” Then his face lights up, awe softening his sharp features. “God, baby, you’re amazing.” He cups your face, kissing you sloppy while his hips keep moving. “So beautiful when you lose it for me.” His praise makes your body quake, another gush spilling between you. He groans, forehead pressed to yours. “That’s it. Don’t hold back. I’ll take it all.” His rhythm is steady, loving but relentless, fucking you through the overstimulation with devotion. “I’ll make you do it again. Every night. Until this pussy knows it belongs to me.”

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Rindou Haitani

Rindou’s meaner, sharper. When you gush over his cock, he freezes, then barks a cruel laugh. “The fuck? Did you just piss on me, girl?” You cry, embarrassed, but he tilts your chin up, forces you to see his grin. “Relax. I like it. Means I fucked you stupid.” He pulls out, slaps his dick against your clit until another gush sprays out, making you squeal. “Ohhh, she’s messy now. My nasty little thing.” He pushes back in, fucking rough, keeping you squirming. “Don’t ever hide that. I want it all. Gonna milk it out of you every time I spread these thighs.” When he finally pulls out to cum, he paints your tits, groaning, smearing it in with his hand. “Look at you. Ruined and mine.”

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Takashi Mitsuya

Mitsuya’s eyes go wide, soft shock flickering when you gush on his cock mid-thrust. “...Baby,” he whispers, slowing to steady you. You’re panting, embarrassed, but he strokes your hip, grounding. “Don’t you dare hide from me. That was gorgeous.” Then his pace builds again, strong and rhythmic, every stroke angled to drag it out. “I’ll take care of you. I’ll always take care of you.” His voice is tender, but his thrusts keep you trembling, squirting again against his stomach. He kisses your neck, your shoulder, murmuring praise with every gush. “So good. So wet. All mine.” By the end, the sheets are soaked, your body limp in his arms. He kisses your temple, cock still buried deep. “We’re doing that again tomorrow.”

I♡Mitsuya

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