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My sexy camgirl

Ever since the two of you became a couple a few months ago, you had been trying to gently force your boyfriend to join you for a stream some time. He had refused several times, saying he would be way too embarrassed because he wasn't too confident about his looks. Which — to you — was absolutely ridiculous, because you thought he looked like some kind of god descended from heaven. His toned body, his beautiful aquamarine eyes that shifted to magenta, his opal-coloured locks that had a lilac ombre to them — he was gorgeous. And obviously, his massive dick was a big plus. He could easily be a porn star with his own cam channel if he so chose.

But no — he remained shy, despite everything. After a tiny bit of convincing, you were allowed to tell chat which particular chatter was your boyfriend, and after a bit more convincing, you were allowed to tell them his name. He hated his name, and the chatters gave him a good reason to.

💬: Claude? What a stupid fucking name lmaaooo 💬: wait, you often call him Clark? idk babygirl but that somehow sounds even worse. 💬: I bet he looks like a total fucking loser too 💬: Wait, that one dildo you used on your first stream in the lavender set is the same size as his dick? there's no chance in hell. 💬: Idk guys, have you seen those waddles of hers after she said she's had sex? he might just be that big, actually.

You'd read enough. You were getting a bit pissy now.

"You guys are just bullies. Listen, a bit of banter is fun from time to time, but don't insult my boyfriend simply because you are a jealous, pathetic prick who wants to fuck me. He's one of the best things that ever happened to me. Yes, he fucks me better than anyone else ever has before, and that's a massive plus. However, he is really gentle, caring, kind, understanding of my job, and he spoils me rotten, even if I insist I can pay for it myself, which I can. I know he does it because he loves me just as much as I love him. So — this is your only warning. Banter is okay, but if you disrespect my boyfriend in a way I deem unacceptable again, you will be banned. You got it?"

Seems you got the message across, as some of the chatters apologised.

💬: You're right, I am jealous... I'm sorry for being mean 💬: Yeah I admit that may have been uncalled for, sorry, reader 💬: You always talk about him so fondly, you clearly mean a lot to each other 💬: People are just jealous cause he's getting your pussy and not them smh. Just ignore them babygirl. Go get some.

Some of them were still being mean and laughing about it, so you banned them, telling them how much they sucked. After that, you continued with your "regularly scheduled program", using that particular purple dildo again as you moaned out his name when you came. If that didn't get the message across, you didn't know what would.

Claude, meanwhile, was listening in on everything that was happening in your streaming room as he was lounging on the bed in your shared bedroom — which was next to the streaming room. He had a massive blush on his face as he heard you pleasure yourself in the room next door, and he couldn't deny that jerking off sounded like a really tempting idea now. Well, barging in there and showing you how it's done to leave you a whimpering, crying mess would be the best option... But he would never have the courage to do that.

So for now, he took his dick out of his pants as he bit his shirt to keep quiet. It didn't take him long to finish — not with those moans and whimpers of yours like a private concert for his ears only, even if it wasn't really a private concert, considering your streaming job. He reached over to the nightstand to grab a tissue to clean himself off, and decided to play a random game on his phone until you were done streaming.

After you were done streaming, you shut off your pc and cleaned up the room. Changing the sheets, cleaning the toys — business as usual. After that, you sauntered over to the bedroom to give your neglected and hard (again) boyfriend some private fun time.

"Hey, baby, sorry for leaving you alone for so long. But dono's just kept rolling in, and you know how stuff goes. But I'm here, at your service, for the rest of the day," you said with a wink as you got on the bed to cuddle your boyfriend. "It's okay," Claude replied, indeed knowing about how you want to give people some more time with you when they spoiled you with extra money, "It's only fair, after all. I mean, I used to be one of those people who threw several dollars your way during a stream." your boyfriend continued with a chuckle as he hugged you close to him to leave some hungry kisses on your lips and on your neck. "Mmm, that's true. But now you spoil me in different ways. Even if you really don't have to, you know," you said between kisses with a smile as you hugged him even tighter. "I love you so much, you marvellous, cute, kind, sexy man," you said as you left a few pecks on his lips. "I love you more, you sweet baby," your boyfriend replied as he gently pressed his forehead against yours. He didn't know he could ever become so soft, romantic and gushy, but here he was.

For the rest of the day, the two of you just mostly cuddled in bed while you watched tv. You'd occasionally go downstairs to get both of you some snacks and something to drink, but it really was mostly cuddles.

The next day was another standard streaming day, but you really wanted to try and get your boyfriend on stream with you. You were going to use all your charms to convince him; you wanted to show those mean chatters just how hot your boyfriend really was.

"You really aren't gonna let this go, are you?" Clark asked you with a pout, trying to put on a cute facade in hopes of making it clear that he was really nervous. "Please, baby, please! It will be such a massive ego boost, I promise! I invited so many ladies into the chat to drool over you! And, I banned all the mean people who were laughing at your name. C'mon, can't leave the fans waiting, now can we?" you asked as you wiggled your eyebrows, as you got on your tippy-toes to kiss him. "Will you shut up about it if I do it once?" he asked you, raising an eyebrow. "Yes, pinky promise," you replied as you entangled his pinky finger in yours. "Unless, somehow, you really enjoy it, that is," you continued. "Ugh, fine. You start streaming soon, right? Just tell me what I should and shouldn't do. I don't want to mess this up for you," your boyfriend said with a nervous chuckle. "It will be fine, I promise. No need to discuss things beforehand, we'll just see how things go. Oh, one thing, though... Fuck me as hard and as long as you can. I don't care if it will make me sore for a couple of days, I will just take a few days off from streaming if I have to," you said as you left a few hungry kisses on his neck. "Fuck you as long and as hard as I can, huh? Yeah, I can do that," your boyfriend replied with a dark, mischievous glint in his eyes.

And so, both of you got ready for the stream. You put on that particular lavender set again, because that is the thing that unified both of you, and you let him wear whatever he felt comfortable in for now.

"Hey everyone, guess who's here? Look at this absolute hottie. Isn't he fucking gorgeous?" you asked your chatters as you let your boyfriend be in full view. Most of the chatters seemed really positive, and the mods were taking care of the haters for you, since you had asked them beforehand, and they didn't mind.

💬: Holy shit, this is your boyfriend? Dude's got guns 💬: Mmm, grey sweatpants... we all know what that means hehe... 💬: Means he's packing something under there.

"Oh yeah, he's packing alright. But — he is really nervous, okay? So give him a chance to talk and calm down a little bit. It took a lot of convincing to even get him on the cam for you guys, so you better be nice, okay?" you demanded of your chatters. And with the mods with their ban hammers ready, most of them showed support.

💬: Yeah I can totally understand. 💬: Even when someone looks as gorgeous as him, it can be intimidating to be on stream with the most watched camgirl on the site 💬: Hi Claude! Good to finally see you! 💬: Finally we get to meet him, it's been forever omg 💬: Has there ever been a hotter couple in the universe? Don't think so!

You were trying to hold back your giggles as you read the kind messages in chat, which you had displayed on a second screen in a much larger font so you could read them from your "working space". You climbed on top of your boyfriend's lap to whisper something that was only meant for his ears.

"Listen, baby... I can't guarantee you won't see a single jealous, negative message, you know that. However, I got plenty of mods at the ready with their ban hammers. I made a post before about how I only want positivity in this stream to help you feel more at ease, and most people seemed really understanding. It's going to be okay, I promise. Just try to relax. And like I said, you can do whatever you want to me today," you said as you let your hands run all over your boyfriend's body in a soothing motion to hopefully calm his nerves. After some time, he nodded, and you got on with your stream.

"So, things are going to be a bit different today, obviously. I have told Claude that he can do whatever he wants to me today. So — tell me, baby, what would you like to do?" you asked as you left a few kisses on his lips and on his neck. "I uh... I'd think I'd just like to make out for a bit first, if that's okay with you?" your boyfriend asked with hesitancy in his voice, and you replied once more that it was about him tonight, so it would be okay.

Chatters went absolutely mad over his voice, saying how hot it was.

💬: Yo dude sounds so hot?! 💬: Fuck his voice is so sexy 💬: Ngl I would fuck him too if I were her, just listen to him!

So, both of you made out for a while. You couldn't help yourself when you felt your boyfriend get hard as you sat in his lap — you just had to stroke his dick. So, through the fabric, you stroked him, making him let out airy moans that the mic barely picked up, but it did.

After a little bit of making out, he had decided that he was ready for more, but you noticed he was still really nervous, so you decided to whisper another message into his ear.

"You're doing great, baby. Eyes on me. Only me. Ignore the screens, the camera, the lights. I should be your focus. Let it happen. Let your needs take over. Ignore the rest of the world; I'm right here," you whispered in between some gentle kisses on his cheek. "Now, fuck me like your life depends on it," you said — louder this time — so the chatters could hear you.

Oh, and did chat hear you. They went absolutely mad, actually.

💬: Oh she wants that fr fr 💬: Dude must be really good if she's that desperate for him 💬: C'mon man, show us that dick.

"So, baby... Are you ready to show chat what I have been drooling and moaning over this entire time, hm?" you asked your boyfriend as you got up from his lap, teasingly pulling at the waistband of his grey sweatpants. "I... Uhm... Yeah, sure. Chat, please don't laugh at me..." Your boyfriend said as he shimmied himself out of those grey sweatpants and left them to be ignored on the floor.

With a nervous smile, he looked into the camera while you climbed back onto his lap to give him some more kisses to hopefully calm him down now that he was fully exposed as a massive blush covered his cheeks — going all the way down to his neck and up to his ears.

💬: LAUGH AT YOU? HOLY SHIT? 💬: This is the kind of dick you see in porn movies 💬: Dude really is packing, this is ridiculous 💬: No wonder she waddles, holy fuck 💬: Guess he really wasn't lying about that dildo size, huh? 💬: Jesus fuck, how do you fit that inside without getting sore after just one round?

You decided to answer the last chatter with a smile.

"Not going sore, huh? I still do, but I like to show it off. Show the world how good I get fucked. By this man, this man right here," you said with a massive smirk as you gently tapped his chest. "Now then, let's get on with it, shall we? Tell me... What do you want? Where do you want me? What do you wanna do?" you asked your lover as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and left some longing kisses on his lips. "Ride me, please," your boyfriend asked you.

You nodded and moved your panties to the side so you could sink down on his cock. You decided to be as loud as possible, but not make it sound fake (because, truth to be told, he always made you make loud sounds during sex anyway), to boost his ego.

"Fuck... You're so fucking big... Fuck, baby..." you moaned as you tugged your bottom lip between your teeth. Your boyfriend instinctively placed his hands on your hips, rubbing slow, soothing circles until you felt okay. That — and he wanted to help you lift up and down when you were ready to move.

After a little bit of time, you lifted up and slammed your hips back down onto his. Both of you moaned out loud as he helped you bounce on his cock.

"Fuck, baby... You feel so fucking good..." your boyfriend groaned out loud while he buried his face in your neck to leave some bitemarks there. That should show everyone to whom you belonged. "Ah~ Fuck, fuck, fuck! Your dick is so fucking big, fuck!" you moaned like an absolute whore as you kept bouncing up and down his dick.

Both of you were like a panting, moaning, groaning mess as you enjoyed each other's bodies to the fullest — holding each other close as you fucked like your life depended on it. It was your turn now to bury your face in his neck, whimpering and whining about how good he made you feel.

He could tell you were close now, especially with the desperate sounds you were making. One hand sneaked between both of you to quickly rub at your clit to give you the best orgasm he could. Sure, his dick was already hitting the most delicious spots inside of you, but this just sent you into an absolute frenzy. He always did that for you — prioritising your satisfaction over his own. But he couldn't deny that your body felt like absolute heaven to him. Always so tight, so eager, so warm; he loved you so much, and your amazing, sexy body was a massive bonus.

With a loud moan, you released all over your boyfriend's dick as you threw your head back, Claude releasing inside of you a few seconds later when his thrusts became erratic after you came.

You got off his lap, out of breath, but in a cheeky mood. You focused the camera on your leaking cunt, letting the viewers see Claude's load leaking out of your overfilled pussy — since his loads were always so huge. (Yippee for zinc, you suppose)

"Mmmmmmm... fuck... Just look at that, chat... He always fills me to the brim, and it feels so fucking good. He fucks me as much as I want, no matter if he's close to collapsing; he will keep fucking. He's an absolute beast who will satisfy me the best he can. Oh... And sure he can," you said with a cheeky grin as you spread your ass apart to let the cum drip out on the floor below.

💬: Fuck, that's a massive load 💬: Oh, when you swallow you get a full course protein shake for sure. 💬: Mmm, seeing that cum drip out of your pussy makes me so fucking hard baby...

Claude couldn't deny it, seeing you rile chat up this way — in a way that would surely make chat jealous — gave him some kind of possessive energy.

"Come back here, baby, I am not done with you — not yet..." your boyfriend said as he got on the bed and patted the space before him. "Ooooh, look at that, chat. Looks like someone is in a good mood. Oh, he is going to fucking fill me until I'm overflowing and so sore tomorrow. You know, I might just have to cancel tomorrow's stream with the energy he's showing right now," you told your chatters with a wink.

💬: Oh, he's an insatiable monster... Rawr... 💬: Oh he's really not done with you, reader hehehehe 💬: You better prepare to be fucked senseless.

Oh, and fuck you senseless, he did. He fucked you in doggy style first, then missionary, then he made you sit on your office chair as he fucked you against that. The entire time, both of you were a vocal mess. He had kept his promise — he had fucked you as much as he could.

During the final round, you were placed in a mating press, and you were absolutely losing your mind.

"Oh fucking god, baby, I can't fucking take it anymore! It's starting to hurt! No more after this, please!" you begged your partner, who felt merciful and decided to listen to your desperate pleas. "Mmm, you did well, baby. C'mon, cum for me one more time; I know you can. C'mon baby, I'm so close, cum with me," your boyfriend pretty much whined as he kept slapping his hips against yours, his stamina now also becoming less. "Baby, I'm so fucking close... Fuck, fuck, FUCK!" you screamed out loud as your boyfriend stimulated you extra by angling his hips downwards so it would be rubbing against your clit with every move he made. "That's right, baby, come for me. Give me one more, c'mon, just one more, you're doing so well," your boyfriend cooed as he left loving kisses on your neck.

It didn't take you long to fall apart with a loud scream as you coated your boyfriend in your release once more. But your boyfriend wasn't far behind, filling you up almost instantly after.

After that, both of you just collapsed on the bed for a bit, catching your breath. When you had regained your strength, you waddled over to your pc to address your chatters one more time.

💬: Oh she was fucked GOOD good 💬: Look at her, she's absolutely spent 💬: I take back everything i've ever said about him, he can fuck her like no one else.

"I told you he could satisfy me like no one else. Now, we're gonna go to sleep. I'll see you all the day after tomorrow, probably. Streaming tomorrow would hurt too much. See you all, bye-bye!" you told your chat with another wink as you went to turn off your stream.

After that, both of you took off the spoiled bedsheets and put them in the laundry room, and then you changed the sheets together. After that, you both took a shower with each other. And after that, you just plopped down into your shared bed with some clean underwear on.

"I do okay?" your boyfriend asked with a massive blush on his face. "Are you fucking kidding me? You did amazing. And chat loved you too. They were jealous, sure, but they loved you. And I think you got the message across — I am taken and not to be seduced," you said with a giggle as you left some gentle kisses all over your boyfriend's face.

if you must know, kaelix never slacks off on purpose. he’s as dedicated to his job as can be… but it isn’t really much to begin with. he can’t help it, he’s simply unable to stand in a single spot all night and spend hours checking people to ensure that they were old enough to enter and be drinking. there’s rarely ever an issue of disruptive patrons at this establishment, and if there is, the other boys usually are able to shut it down before they need him to help. he shouldn’t be complaining; he gets paid nicely to just stand there and look intimidating enough to give potential rabble-rousers second thoughts, but he wishes there could be some more action where he could put his skills to use.

the highlight of his job is often seeing you show up on a friday or saturday, dressed all pretty in a cute dress and wearing glittery makeup that makes your eyes pop. your friends love this place so much that they often drag you out on the weekends to party, drink the night away, and dance with attractive strangers. it’s fun for the first hour or two, but you always eventually find yourself searching for your boyfriend during his break in need of a breather from the loud music, bright lights, and sweaty crowds. 

sometimes there’s a story to tell about, maybe about how some guy tried to hit on you or how kaelix had to escort a drunk businessman off the premises. sometimes you sit in comfortable silence, sipping on sodas and scrolling on your phones, occasionally showing each other interesting things before giggling like school children because you both were too exhausted to do anything more. today, you both find yourselves unable to keep your hands off each other on the couch as you press into his body with your thighs wrapped around his torso, his tinted glasses slowly slipping out of place as he loses the battle of dominance between you. he could taste the liquor on your lips from earlier, getting drunk on the taste.

“god, you’re going to be the death of me,” you whined breathlessly with your hands reaching down to begin undoing his belt.

“h-hold on, wait— i only have two minutes left before i need to get back to work—”

“oh, are you really planning to go back to work in this state?” you teased, pressing into the notable tent in his gray trousers and giggling as he let out a groan. “it’s not like you’re a model employee, come on, just five minutes— four minutes— to blow off some steam then i’ll be out of your hair!”

he swallowed nervously, the feeling quickly being drowned by excitement getting shot through his veins like electricity. he shouldn’t be allowing this, he really shouldn’t be when he was already in hot water after getting scolded by freodore yesterday for slacking off. still, he couldn’t help but let out a pathetic moan into the palm of his hands as he tried his best to muffle his sinful sounds when you finally allow him to sink into where you needed him most. he can’t ever say no to you, but it’s like he wanted to now with your hands gripping hard onto his broad shoulder and your hips starting to work their way up and down his cock.

there’s always a certain high that comes with the risk factor of possibly getting caught in such a compromising situation. the risk of getting caught and the rush of chasing your climax always gives an edge to this compromising situation that can’t be replicated. maybe the two of you have been fucking around like this in hidden corners of the club more times than either of you would like to admit, weak to the convenient thrill that would also ruin both your reputations if found out. not that either of you cared at the moment, so wrapped up in each other that it seemed like nothing in the world could take your attention off the other. 

“ah, fuck,” you breathed out, pulling his hand away from your waist to your core instead, lazily moving the pad of his slightly calloused thumb around your clit so he would follow suit, “touch me here, please.”

kaelix was absolutely addicted to the soft little gasps escaping from your lips, swallowing your sounds with his tongue in your mouth, and trying to fight you for just a little bit more dominance in this dance. it was a useless attempt though, he was already so lost in the pleasure of your body on his that he didn’t even know up from down. the way he sunk into your heat so easily with nothing but pure arousal acting as lubricant, the way your hands were pulling at his top to feel his skin underneath, the way you whined out his name each time his upward thrusts had the head of his cock kissing the sensitive spot within you, everything was driving him just as insane as he would be if you were laid out before him in lacy lingerie for him to take his time with. it made his head spin knowing a goddess come to earth like you was his. 

“just a bit more, please—” he gasped, “i’m so close— fuck!”

you couldn’t help but giggle at how his pathetic tone of voice was, making him whimper with every drag of his cock against your velvety walls. “see, i told you all i needed was four minutes to get you off. isn’t spending quality time with your girlfriend like this so much more fun than checking id’s?” 

of course, he could hardly answer and only ended up choking on the words he intended to say as you moved to his neck, sucking on a sensitive spot under his jaw until a pretty purple blemish appeared— just in case someone else gets the idea to hit on him when he’s back on the clock, they’ll quickly get the hint that he’s already taken.

and that little hint of possessiveness is all it takes for him to unravel just as you pull yourself off of him, vision sparking white like fireworks and a shudder of hot relief washing over him with his cum sticking to your inner thighs. his muscles relaxed, and he probably would have collapsed if he hadn’t been supported by the cushions of the sofa. it slightly embarrassed him that he felt so fatigued after just a few minutes of action, but you understood that it’s already been a long night for him and he needed to get some edge off before the final few hours of his shift.

“kaelix, what the fuck are you doing? we need you to—” the two of you gasped as a familiar bartender burst through the door, his eyes landing on the two of you before they immediately screwed shut tightly with regret and placing his hand on his face with a groan. “of course, out of all the things you could possibly be doing—!”

the said man chuckled nervously, wrapping his arms around your body to help you preserve any ounce of modesty possible in front of the intruder. “you’re not gonna say anything to the others, right? right, bestie?” there was a cheesy grin on his face, knowing that this secret would be safe with zeal.

“unfortunately, my silence can be bought with twenty dollars, you can pay me later— right now, i need to wash my eyes with bleach to unsee what i just saw and you need to get back to work.”

waiting until he left to leave the two of you to clean up, the white-haired bouncer muttered into your shoulder, “but you didn’t get off yet…”

“oh, don’t worry about it,” you smiled, pressing a finger to his pouty lips before leaning in to kiss them one last time, “you can make it up to me when you get home.”

You let out a relieved sigh, the mission was a success. It was rather difficult in a stressing kind of way rather than a life threatening way. The tension in your body was there but slowly leaving as you put your equipment away.

Unlike you, your stand-in mission partner was quite the opposite. His body was racked in antsy twitches, his breath shuddering as he shakily put his own equipment away. Softly cursing when he would accidentally place them in the wrong spots.

Your mission partner wasn’t your usual partner. He wasn’t trained as well as you in your field of work at the company. He was normally working on computers, using his brain to break codes and hack into cameras or systems. He wasn’t the hands on type like you were.

So you could only imagine the amount of stress he felt throughout the mission. The foreign rules he had to keep up with–one mistake could lead to a failed mission after all.

You thought back from earlier that night and remembered most of the times when you had to correct his movement patterns, or quiet him down from his nervous ramblings.

It was cute… just not the time necessarily?

At least you learned one thing, that being Mr. Debonair did NOT work well under pressure. You’d have to remember that the next time you had a mission to take on and the company was understaffed–specifically your department.

“I’m so sorry I don’t know why it took me so long to find the matching answers in the book…” Kaelix groaned, obviously still reliving the mission in his mind. You waved him off, “No worries, it’s in the past now.”

The white-haired agent sat down, leaning over as his head was placed in his hands. “I know… but still I could’ve easily screwed up the mission. I probably would have if you weren’t there. I just made your job harder–and I’m so sorry for that…”

You sweat dropped staring down at him, listening to him begin to nervously ramble… again.

“Mr. Debonair, you did well–better than I thought considering it was your first mission. Thank you for even agreeing to come, when you knew the risks.” You waved your hand, leaning against the wall as Kaelix raised his head to meet your eyes.

A switch flipped in him as a smile came to his face, “You really think so?” He asked, watching you nod your head. “Yay! That is so cool. I’ll totally help out again… I’ll make sure to train more just in case!”

Kaelix followed you out of the equipment room, his energy completely opposite to how he was originally acting. “Yeah… Hopefully there won’t have to be a next time.”

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