only her miseries seemed to calm the monster within him, only her tears act as an ointment to his bruised ego
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kirishima throwed a party at his house everyone was invited mina, jero , momo ,tsu are yet to come .
ugly face as usual is not invited
while kirishima ,Katsuki and his friends sat around a tablein his house , kirishima invited bunch of other girls to enjoy friday night ,As Nejiro hado walked by, they couldn't resist making their opinions known.
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"Look at that ass," one of them said, his eyes trailing after her. "I bet it's as loose as a bucket."
"Yeah, and did you see her tits?" another chimed in, his voice loud with laughter. "They're probably sagging down to her knees by now."
The kirishima his eyes gleaming with mischief. "And don't even get me started on her pussy," he said, his voice low and suggestive. "I bet it's so loose and sloppy, you could fit a whole fist in there."
The others laughed, their crude remarks and lewd gestures adding to the charged atmosphere. "I heard she's been with half the football team," one of them said, his voice filled with scorn. "Probably has more STDs than a public toilet."
The red-haired guy leaned back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips. "I wouldn't touch her with a ten-foot pole," he said, his voice dripping with disdain. "She's nothing but a dirty slut, begging for someone to use
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Katsuki sat there, frustration boiling beneath the surface as he watched his friends act like horny jackasses. They were all talking about girls, sex, and who they wanted to fuck next. But Katsuki couldn't care less. He was in no mood, not even one percent aroused.
Camie, his girlfriend, was sitting beside him, trying so hard to get his attention. She was practically draped over him, her hand grazing his thigh, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered suggestive things. But Katsuki just sat there, his legs spread wide, his expression blank.
