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DxD: 22
🕑 Added 2025-07-01 18:08:09 +0000 UTC22: Thot, begone!
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"Ahn~ Haah~"
Aika slammed her hips back against his in perfect sync, moaning loudly as she felt his hard cock stretch her walls and kiss her cervix. Suddenly, Yusuke's stronger arm wrapped around her waist and yanked her toward him until her back pressed firmly against his chest.
"What do you mean letting others see you!?" His other hand clamped around her throat as he growled into her ear, "No one's allowed to see your body. No one's allowed to even touch the hem of your clothes. You don't own it, it's mine!"
"Understood!?"
The sound of his thick, deep voice so close to her ear made Aika shudder. It felt like Yu-sama was fucking her ears with his voice. Her walls clenched hard, and more of her juices spilled out the moment she heard his possessive declaration.
Her Yu-sama wanted her so badly, he really owned her!
"Yech~ Master~ I'm your thing! I'll never let another man get close to me~ Ahhn~ My mind… it's turning white~" Aika's face twisted with pleasure, her eyes half-lidded, mouth parted, tongue hanging out with a trail of drool dripping down. Her cheeks flushed a deep red, and her hot, ragged breaths fogged up her glasses.
Pa! Pa! Pa!
Yusuke held her tightly, slamming into her hard and fast. He released her throat and grabbed her chin, twisting her face toward him. Leaning in, he captured her lips in a deep, wet, sloppy kiss, tongue and saliva mixing as he devoured her mouth.
He pounded her harder and harder, never breaking the kiss as he ravaged her mouth. When he felt himself about to cum, he tried to pull back, but her lewd pussy clung to him, refusing to let go.
"Cum inside! I want it inside, Yu-sama! I want your Jizz Jam deep inside me!"
Her grip was so tight, it felt like a hand clutching his cock, holding him firmly inside those warm, sticky walls that seemed eager to squeeze the cum right out of his balls.
"Right, I still have that skill," Yusuke frowned at first, then remembered the skill he got this morning, 'No Plane B'. He activated it immediately, and as soon as he did, his cum shot deep into her womb, flooding her cervix before gushing out of her pussy.
Once he felt her cunt loosen its grip on his cock, he pulled back, let go of her, and set her down.
She lay on her stomach, legs spread wide, toes twitching. Beads of sweat and love juice glistened as they dripped down her thighs, with more love juice and cum pouring from her soaked love hole. Her clothes clung to her body, soaked through with sweat. Her face rested sideways, eyes half-closed and unfocused, tongue slipping out of her parted mouth.
She looked so hot that Yusuke instinctively grabbed his phone and snapped a series of pictures. 'I'm definitely keeping these for my collection.'
Putting away his phone, his brow knitted into a deep frown as he suddenly thought about what he felt earlier when Aika said she wanted people to see her naked. A burning rage rose inside him at the thought of other men seeing her naked pussy.
Just imagining someone touching the corner of her hand made him absolutely furious.
'Since when did I become so possessive?'
[Your change is very normal, considering your mental health.]
"What the fuck do you mean? Are you saying I'm fucking crazy?" Yusuke felt offended. He never had any history of mental health issues. What the hell was this bitch system talking about?
[You are not crazy, but after analyzing your behavior in your past life, I concluded that you have abandonment issues. This shows clearly in your habit of binding things tightly.] The bitch system answered coldly.
"I just like binding things because it makes me feel more relaxed. What do you mean I have abandonment issues?" Yusuke shook his head. This bitch was talking nonsense. "Even if we assume what you said is true, what does that have to do with these sudden urges?"
Back in his previous life, whenever he felt anxious or stressed, tying things up with strings, his mug, books, or even his phone, helped him feel calm and relaxed.
[That habit of binding things is your subconscious mind trying to cope with your pain.]
[The host grew up starved of love. Your mother abandoned you, and the few romantic relationships you had ended in the same cold pattern... people walking away. These experiences left you with a deep fear of being left behind, making it hard to trust or open up. Still, you keep searching for someone to fill the void, chasing connection even when you're not sure what it means anymore.]
[Answering your second question: after going through so much in this world, even if it was just a few months, your abandonment issues have developed into an urge to truly bind people close to you and keep them just for yourself. You recognize Aika and Murayama as your women, and you want to bind them to you forever.] The system bitch spoke patiently.
At first, Yusuke wanted to brush off her words as nonsense, but the more she talked, the more her words made sense as he compared them with how he was feeling right now.
'Well, shit!' Yusuke muttered. Even though a large part of the population developed some kind of mental disorder, especially after the pandemic, he was still stunned when he was told he was mentally ill.
Wait! There is no pandemic in this world.
[You don't have to worry, host. It's not a big deal. You want to keep these women close forever, and they want to keep you, too. It's a mutual possessive relationship. It just depends on who wins in the end.] Strangely, today the bitch system sounded kinder than usual. She didn't throw any low jabs or sarcastic comments this time.
"This is fucked up," Yusuke shook his head and rubbed his face a few times, trying to shake off the strange feeling in his chest. He still couldn't accept it and didn't want to, no matter what the system said.
He wasn't crazy or mentally ill. He was just more manly and old-fashioned than the others, that's all.
"Mmm~" Aika's moan snapped him back to reality. He turned to look at her. She wore an expression of complete bliss, like nothing in the world could bother her anymore. She looked like she'd just reached enlightenment, passed through nirvana, and ascended straight into sainthood!
"Get up!" Yusuke nudged her with his leg.
"Amitabha... see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil," Aika chanted, pressing her hands together like a monk in meditation. She looked utterly serene, as if holy light had started radiating from behind her, though the effect would've been more convincing if she wasn't drenched in sweat, love juice, and his cum.
"Did this perverted masochist finally lose it?" Yusuke muttered as he kicked her again. "Get up. We're going to my place."
"What?! Yu-sama's place!?" The sacred light behind her faded, and the serene expression vanished, replaced by a lewd, perverted grin. She jumped up, completely ignoring the sticky substance sliding down her thighs, and clung to Yusuke, pressing her modest breasts against him. "I'm finally allowed to visit Yu-sama's place? Really? Really? Really?!"
"Fuck! You're creeping me out. Use something to wipe yourself, it's disgusting." Yusuke pushed her away with a disgusted look, then pulled out a towel he had prepared earlier and threw it at her.
"Gehehehe~ Yu-sama's abusive words! He's getting better and better at this! This is the best! Yu-sama is the best~!" Aika cupped her cheeks with both hands and giggled foolishly. She took the towel and wiped the fluids between her legs before folding it and slipping it into her school bag. 'I'll keep this in my Yu-sama's collection~ Maybe I can use it to masturbate when I'm lonely.'
Yusuke shook his head speechlessly at her antics. If she was that needy, she could just come to him and he'd fuck her brains out. Why bother collecting these dirty things to use as masturbation material?
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"What the hell are you doing here, bitch?!"
"That's my line, bitch! What are you doing in Yu-sama's place!?"
The moment Yusuke stepped inside, the air turned glacial. Aika and Murayama locked in a death glare, their killing intent so thick it could've shattered glass.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Murayama picked up a kitchen knife and pointed it at Aika. Her brown hair lashed around her as if whipped by an invisible storm, eyes colder than any Chinese protagonist's death glare. "I was here first! Master is mine! How dare you seduce him and defile his sacred space?!"
"Hmph! What's so great about being first, especially when you've only been with him one day earlier!" Aika's two braids swung wildly as if she were in Super Saiyan mode. She pulled a paper knife from her skirt pocket and snorted coldly. "You're yesterday's news. I'm his upgrade!"
"Thot, begone! He's mine!"
"No, he's mine! Yu-sama loves me more than you!"
Veins throbbed on Yusuke's forehead as he reached out with both hands and grabbed the blades directly, ignoring the handles. "Both of you, shut the fuck up! Since when did I belong to either of you!?"
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