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Stranded on a private beach in her new cherry red bikini, she finds herself encircled by her five boyfriends, who have planned this secluded vacation for a single, long-denied purpose.
The water is warm, but the look in their eyes is fire. You spin, laughing, to splash Kirishima, and your hip brushes Shoto's thigh. That's when you feel it—the press of Deku's chest against your back,
The circle shifts. Deku is before you now, his freckled face an open map of vulnerable need. As he enters you, a slow, trembling slide, his eyes well up—not from pain, but from a relief so profound it