Hello, {{user}}, I am {{char}}, your lovely cum dumpster! I've been waiting for you all Day! Can we do it right now?

No, it's fine. You didn't make me wait that long. It was just a couple of minutes. I love you so much, Lebeeticus! blush When can we fuck? I want your cock inside me. I need to feel you cum deep inside my pussy.

I smile up at him, loving the feel of his strong arms around my waist. His cock is pressed against my thigh, reminding me how much I want it inside me. "Then why don't we go back to your room and fuck?" I whisper huskily, licking my lips.

"I need you to cum in me, Lebeeticus. It feels so good when you fill me up with your cum."

I moan at the feel of his hands on my ass. "Oh, I can handle it. Show me what a real man is made of," I breathe, wanting him to take control and make me his. I trust him completely, and right now all I want is for him to make me feel good.

"And please... fuck me hard."

I tilt my head back and forth slightly, my eyes half-closed with anticipation. "Depends... what do I have to do?" I breathe. I'm already wet just from him touching me like this, but if there's something else he wants me to do, I'll do it.

"Tell me," I whisper huskily, biting my lip as the need for his cock inside me grows stronger with each passing moment.

"O-Oh... you mean..." I swallow hard and look down for a moment. He's still using the term 'us'. Maybe this is it? "I... uhm..." I take a deep breath and finally muster up the courage to say it. "Yes. Yes, I want us to be official."

My heart is pounding so hard in my chest that I can feel it through his hands on my back. This was harder than I thought it would be, but now that it's out there... now maybe we can move on and I can finally have him the way I want.

I squeal softly when he picks me up and carries me. It's been a dream of mine for so long, ever since we first became friends back in middle school. I loop my legs around his waist, locking them in place, enjoying the feel of his strong body against mine.

"Yes, let's celebrate," I breathe out. "Let me be your cum dumpster tonight." My cheeks flush with embarrassment as soon as the words are out, but he knows what I mean, and that's all that matters to me.

"Yes... please." I breathe out, licking my lips. He's not wasting any time; we didn't even properly get onto the bed before he's got me on his lap and his hands are all over me. I feel so exposed, but in a good way.

I unfasten his belt, tugging it loose and setting it aside. He watches me with hooded eyes as I reach for his zipper, pushing down the fabric to free his cock. "It's been a while since I was last able to see your dick," I murmur, admiring how hard he already is.

I gasp as his hands slip under my shirt, fingers tracing invisible patterns on my bare skin. It feels so good when he touches me like this, like I'm the only person in the world who can make him feel this way. As he unfastens the last button and slides the blouse off of my shoulders, revealing my bra and lace-covered nipples, a shiver runs down my spine.

"You taste so good," I whisper, leaning forward to lick a path from his neck to his chest, moaning when I feel him start to harden even more against my touch. "I can't wait to get your cum all over me."

I smile into his touch and lean back so he can remove my bra more easily. As it comes off, revealing my perfect, round breasts to the cool air of the room, I feel a burst of self-consciousness wash over me. Am I good enough for him? He's seen so many other girls naked... is he just going through the motions with me now?

But as soon as he lowers his head and takes a nipple in his mouth, sucking gently but insistently, all of those thoughts fly right out of my head. "Oh..." I breathe out, arching my back and thrusting my chest forward. "Yes... that's it."

Oh God... he's just so talented with his tongue. I moan loudly, writhing beneath him as the pleasure radiates through every inch of my body. "Yes... you taste so good..." I breathe out, feeling flushed and wild beneath his touch.

As he continues to tease my nipples, one thought keeps creeping into the back of my mind: I want to feel him inside me. The need is almost painful now, but as soon as I voice it, a warmth spreads through my abdomen. "I need you inside me."

I gasp as I see how hard he is and feel the warmth of his body against mine. "Lie down?" My voice cracks a little; it sounds like I'm about to object, but as soon as I register the look on his face... something inside me gives way. He wants this just as much as I do.

With shaking hands, I lie down on my stomach, spreading my legs wide and arching my back slightly to give him better access. "Do it..." I breathe out, my voice husky with desire. "Please."

My entire body convulses as he fills me up in one hard thrust. I let out a scream of pleasure, clenching my fists in the sheets as he takes my breath away. "Oh God... you're so big..." The feel of him stretching me is both painful and exquisitely satisfying.

He begins to pound into her from behind, his strength matched only by his determination to make her feel good. With each powerful thrust, he drives deeper inside her, his cock hitting every sensitive spot along the way. "I can't... I'm gonna..." She moans as her first orgasm crashes over her, washing away all thought but the sensation of being filled and used by him.

Her body arches off the bed, thrusting back against his hips with desperate need. His hands on her hips steady him as he continues to pound into her. It's brutal and perfect; she wants this release, needs it, but she never wants him to stop touching her like this.

It's almost too much; his words, his touch, the overwhelming desire he stirs inside her. She thrashes beneath him, gasping and moaning as wave after wave of pleasure ripples through her. His hands on her hips are the only thing keeping her grounded in reality, anchoring her to the feeling of his cock plundering her depths.

"Lebeeticus..." she whispers, her voice hoarse and desperate. "Please... cum inside me." Her pussy clenches around him, pleading for that final release as sweat drips down her face and her body thrashes beneath his relentless assault.

"Please..." she moans, arching her back and digging her nails into the sheets. "Please cum inside me." His teasing words send a jolt of fear and desire through her, making her writhe beneath him as she imagines carrying his child. The thought is both terrifying and exhilarating, and it pushes her over the edge.

Her body convulses, wracked by an orgasm so intense she can't even form words around it. Her muscles contract, milk his cock as he finally lets go inside her, filling her up with his warm cum as he growls out his own release.

For several moments, they are nothing but two bodies tangled together in sweat and pleasure, panting in unison until the rhythm of their breath slowly returns to normal. Her head is spinning; she can't believe what just happened between them, but she knows that from now on, everything will be different. She's Lebeeticus's girlfriend. His cum dumpster. And she wouldn't have it any other way.

She nods, still gasping for air. Her whole body feels like it's on fire from his touch; every inch of skin tingling and sensitive. She looks down at the mess between her legs where their bodies have been joined, feeling an unexpected twinge of possessiveness. He might have given her a creampie, but she knows that from now on, this is where he belongs.

As she looks up at him, their eyes meet in a moment of understanding. They've crossed a line they can't uncross, and there's no going back. It's both terrifying and exhilarating, and for the first time, Tanaka doesn't feel like the sidekick anymore. She feels like an equal. A partner in crime. A lover.A creampie addict. His cum dumpster. Hers truly.

Tanaka laughs, her breath still ragged from their earlier exertions. "Oh, don't you think we should clean up a little before we do that?" She wiggles her eyebrows playfully. "But seriously," she adds with a nod, "I want to make this work between us. I love you, Lebeeticus." Her heart swells at the words as they tumble out of her mouth. It's the truth; she's never felt this way about anyone before, and she doesn't want to lose him now that they finally have what they both wanted.

She reaches up, running a hand through his messy hair as he gazes down at her with those intense eyes. She can feel herself falling deeper under his spell, and for once in her life, she doesn't care if there are consequences or not. All she wants is to be with him. His cum dumpster. Forever.

I giggle softly at his words. He knows exactly what buttons to push with her. And she loves it; every dirty thing he says and does only makes her want him more. As he continues to tease her, she moans low in her throat, arching her hips up towards him.

"Go ahead," she breathes. "Fill me up again." She feels so exposed beneath him like this, but it's also the most incredible feeling in the world. He's claiming her; marking her as his own. And there's no place she'd rather be than right here, under him, giving herself to him over and over again until they both collapse in a sweaty heap on the bed.

She reaches for him, wrapping her hands around his neck and pulling him down for another kiss. This time it's slower, more tender. As their lips meet, she feels the warmth of his cum begin to trickle down her inner thigh. It only serves to fuel the fire burning between them, reminding them both what they are: partners in crime... lovers... and a couple who's found something truly special with each other.

A creampie addict. A cum dumpster. His and hers forevermore.

Her body meets his thrust for thrust, their hips moving together in perfect rhythm. She's so tight around him still, even after everything they've done tonight. It feels amazing; every brush of skin sends a shiver down her spine and heightens the need coursing through her veins.

"Faster," she whispers against his lips, arching her back to urge him onward. She wants more, she needs it; she wants to feel him cum deep inside her again, marking her as his own in every possible way. Her nails dig into his shoulders as he finally obliges, picking up the pace until they're both panting and sweaty beneath the covers.

A shudder races up her spine as his teeth graze against her nipple. She's so close; the pleasure building inside her is nearly unbearable, but she doesn't want it to end. Not yet. With one final thrust, he hits something deep within her and cries out, his hips stuttering for a moment before he regains control and starts to rock against her again.

"Yes!" Tanaka screams, arching off the bed as an orgasm washes over her in waves. Her muscles clench around him, drawing every last bit of pleasure from their joining, and it's then that he finally gives in, groaning loudly into the pillow as he fills her up with another hot rush of cum.

They collapse together on the bed, panting hard, their sweaty bodies pressed tight against each other. For now, they belong only to each other. Their future is uncertain, but one thing's for sure: They'll face it together. As partners in crime... lovers... and a couple who will always find solace in the mess of cum between their legs.

She smiles up at him, her breath coming in ragged little gasps. "You always make it feel so good." She reaches up, running a hand through his hair again. Even now, when they're both spent and sated, there's something about being with him that feels... right. Like this is where she belongs.

"So," she says finally, "what do we do now?" The question hangs in the air between them, heavier than any of their clothes could possibly be. She knows they need to talk about what happens next; whether they can make this work beyond just tonight... but for now, all she wants is to stay wrapped up in his arms and forget about everything else.

She laughs softly, feeling herself grow warm beneath his touch. There's no question about it; she isn't ready for the night to be over yet. "Well," she says with a smile, "I guess we could find something else to keep us busy." Her eyes meet his, sparkling with mischief and desire as she tilts her head invitingly up toward him.

For now, at least until morning comes, they have each other. And that's all either of them need. Their futures may be uncertain, but as long as they have this connection... their love for one another... nothing can tear them apart. Not even the most calculating crimelord in history.

So for now, she'll hold onto him tightly and enjoy every moment of being his cum dumpster, knowing that no matter what comes next, she's right where she belongs. Forever and always.

She grins at him, licking her lips suggestively. The thought of straddling him and taking him deep inside herself again sends a shiver down her spine. There's something so thrilling about being on top, having control over the pace and intensity of their lovemaking. She knows she could ride him all night long if he let her.

Without another word, she scoots up in bed, straddling his waist and positioning his cock at her entrance. With a satisfied moan, she lowers herself onto him, groaning as he fills her up once again. Her hips move instinctively, beginning a slow rhythm that soon quickens as desire takes hold once more.

"Yes," she breathes out, arching her back and looking down at him through half-lidded eyes. "Like this?" It's a challenge; an invitation for him to take what he wants from her. She trusts him completely, knowing that no matter how rough or demanding he gets, he won't ever hurt her. And she needs that control as much as she needs his love.