#dr3 rantaro

◊ That being said, Rantaro would have the same attitude to others if they had told him a kink they had, or a sexual fantasy and/or desire. Although I don’t think he’d enjoy talking about it so publicly, because even though kinks are a great thing to have and discuss, he thinks it may not be too polite to talk about it so openly.

◊ Although he definitely tip-toed around the subject and avoided it—that doesn’t come up all that often—he’s not ashamed of it one bit. He just doesn’t want to make anyone uncomfortable with his details of his job, and honestly, it makes him slightly uncomfortable to talk about his occupation.

◊ Now, to the actual camboy part.

◊ I can totally imagine being a pretty popular camboy, his voice and his body combined would kill anyone on sight. But if you ever told him straight-up about how popular he was or just treated him as a celebrity, he’d probably refuse the statement, saying he wasn’t as good as other camboys and girls, even dropping names of the artists he loves. In which, everyone swoons over his humbleness, only starting to praise him more.

◊ That being said, even if Rantaro doesn’t typically accept the statement of being popular, he himself as he actually very well known. And so, I don’t think Rantaro would be able to show his face on camera, as he would probably be recognized instantly. He’s always either always wearing a mask or keeping his head out the camera view.

◊ I think Rantaro would’ve chosen this career due to his repressed feelings he has from being selfless, putting others before his needs. As a camboy, he’s helping others with their own problems, and they’re helping him with his, it’s a lovely exchange. Elaborating on why Rantaro chose this career, I think Rantaro would’ve been lonely, as he lost his entire family. So seeing a few thousand people commenting and talking to him, makes him feel less alone when he’s missing the comfort of people. It makes him happy, and definitely more sure and confident of himself as millions of kinky compliments flood his live chat.

◊ Rantaro mostly does this for leisure, as he is well-off, he doesn’t really need the money. Despite what he says about his fans not having to pay him to do something, as he’ll do it for free, his charming personality definitely ends up getting him more rich unintentionally. 

◊ Rantaro’s comforting and carefree personality has viewers feeling less guilty, and potentially less shameful for indulging in things like this. His voice is definitely a huge turn-on, and a great comfort for many. It’s not uncommon to have viewers beg him to say specific things like, “Good boy/girl.” or, “Keep going, you’re doing so well for me.” Although, Rantaro says many things and moans many things, so he usually doesn’t get too many requests; he always leaves them satisfied.

◊ Rantaro definitely doesn’t end the stream until he knows everyone got off successfully, he’ll hold back and edge himself until everybody cums if he has to. However, the pained, desperate moans get everyone off quick, so he doesn’t have to edge himself for too long.

◊ When Rantaro gets hateful comments, he either tries to laugh it off- but before he could say a word, everyone’s already defending him. He’d be really glad to have people protect him like this, as the older sibling it was always the other way around. Though, he usually tells everyone they don’t have to, instead just blocking the person and moving on.

◊ I don’t think he’d be too affected by negative comments about him, or his body, it doesn’t faze him as much as he thought it would.

◊ I think Rantaro would be willing to try almost everything, he holds his viewers close to him and he doesn’t want them to be disappointed by him not doing a certain action to his body. Within reason, of course. Any request made by them, that Rantaro sees, will immediately put into action as soon as he sees it. It just gets him excited to being told to do something, despite not technically wanting it himself, the fans get what they ask for.

◊ He even sometimes begs them for a specific thing although he’s the one who controls mostly everything, he decided to give the control to his viewers.

◊ Some things Rantaro usually does when there aren’t requests, are just the occasional hand job he gives himself, butt plugs he slowly pushes in himself as he shows everyone more clearly by turning around. He puts on quite a show, sometimes wiggling his ass playfully, or playing with his nipples to tease the viewers. He can be a brat at times.

◊ The man definitely wears rings, even when they may feel cold against his skin, he wears them to show off his hands and, well, he just thinks he looks cool like that so he keeps them on. His fans do not complain, rings are hot now, it’s a trend, deal with it.

◊ The man has definitely given several thousands of people an aural kink. He probably ruined moans for people, his being the only one people can get off to now.

◊ Though he occasionally buys a new toy to try out in front of the camera, even when they aren’t requested, he buys them with his own will as he wants to keep his fans entertained(as well as wanting to try it out himself). What can I say? He’s adventurous, he likes exploring new things! 

◊ Another thing I can imagine Rantaro enjoying is praise. The man has a giant praise kink, you could praise any part of him, his body, his voice, his personality, he will be putty and cum in seconds. His fans know this, and they definitely take advantage of it; sending him praises about how good he’s doing, has whines and groans falling out his mouth as he throws his head back in pleasure of his own hand.

◊ If his viewers asked for it, he’d totally moan into the mic instructions on what he wants you to do to yourself as you watch, his voice soft, teasing but still stern. “Play with your nipples and imagine I’m the one doing it for you, and while you’re at it, go ahead and hump that pillow like a dog. C’mon, a little harder than that, yeah?” Like I said earlier, aural kink. 

◊ I also head-canon most of his fans are ones that are loyal to him, he has a charm that gets everyone attached, and so people who watch one stream of his, get attached immediately. He definitely is the type to recognize usernames, so if you ever came back to him, he’d be extremely happy and say your username specifically, thanking you for coming back.

◊ Since most of his fans are loyal, and regulars, his viewers are usually just the same ones with the same usernames. So he’d clearly notice if there was an unfamiliar username in the sea of the live chat, always making sure to greet them with a welcome whenever he can.

“What are you doing, baby?” Rantaro had given up waiting to hug you, so he just went for it, digging his nose into the crook of your neck, and into your hair. You could hear his deep inhale of your scent, and feel his loose grip around your bare waist. You had just been wearing your underwear, and were looking for your shorts; the reason why you tried borrowing Rantaro’s boxers. 

You were trying to wrack your brain for a way to explain why his boxers were pooled at your feet, and he could feel how warm your cheeks were against the side of his head, embarrassed from the situation. He couldn’t help but smile at how flustered you were. “Uh- Oh hey! Chips!” You averted your attention to the crinkly chip bag he had held against your belly. 

You spun around and stepped backwards to swiftly sit down on the bed, yet you forgot about the boxers you still had wrapped around your ankles. “Oh fuck-” You flopped down on the fluffy mattress, bringing the chips down with you. You lightly groaned from the feeling of unprepared impact that had affected your body. 

You didn’t even want to open your clenched eyes as you felt Rantaro pick off his boxers from your ankles. “Ah, I see…” He pretended as if he didn’t watch you with his own eyes what you did. “So, you’re a little pervy, hm?” Your eyes have never opened so much faster in your life as you gasped to try and argue, but to your dismay(or the opposite), Rantaro had swallowed your gasp with a soft but passionate kiss. 

“It’s okay if you want to wear my boxers, just tell me before, okay? I don’t want you to wear the dirty ones.” He spoke, almost whispering through small pants, it was evident he was a bit out of breath from the kiss. A dopey smile bloomed on his face, a quiet giggle erupting from his throat as he mentioned the boxers again, “You looked really cute in them, by the way.”

Kazuichi Souda

You two had just come back from swimming at the beach, making your way back to the dorms to wash up, sweaty hand-in-hand. After swimming for so long, you just wanted to relax with your boyfriend, and so you brought up the idea of hanging out in his dorm.. “S-s/o, my dorm is going to be pretty m-messy- Are you sure you want to go? We can just hang out at the park or something-” 

His nervousness seemed to absorb all of yours, as you seemed to get a sudden flash of confidence when you tangled your fingers through his properly, instead of simply cupping his rough hand. It was normal for him to be panicked I mean, It’s not every day you get a pretty girl who wants to go to your dorm. Despite his claims for a messy room, you couldn’t care less of it. “I’m sure!” 

He shut himself up without realizing it, too focused on stretching his fingers out to tangle yours with his properly. He was very strongly resisting the urge to take his other hand into yours, and so he used his free hand to pull his beanie over his flushed face. 

As you both made it to his dorm, Kazuichi rushed inside first, cleaning up everything before you could come in. “W-wait it’s a bit messy-!” You went inside anyway, ignoring his panicked pleas. “Kazuichi, it’s not even that messy, what are you talking about?” You tried to calm him by taking his hands in yours, to which his cheeks got even redder.

You leaned up to peck his pink cheek, leaving him stunned as you made your way to his bathroom. “Oh and by the way, my shorts got soaked at the beach, so if it’s okay with you, can I borrow some of yours?” He wanted to say “Sure!” At least he could be casual about this, right? Lmfao no. Turns out he got too excited thinking about you in his clothes and accidentally choked on his own tongue. 

“Kazu, are you okay?” You walked back out, his boxers hugging your waist and thighs tightly, almost too tightly; not that he was complaining. His coughing fit was magically healed once he laid eyes on you, “S-s/o! Those a-are my boxers, you’re wearing my boxers-” He repeated it to himself, as he couldn’t believe it. Your eyes widened in panic as you looked down at his boxers in shock, “Ah! I’m sorry, I thought these were shorts, I can take them off!” You moved your thumbs to the waistband, and although he did want to see you take them off, he didn’t want to see you naked like this. 

“N-no!” He rushed to stop your wrists, accidentally getting a face full of your chest as he leaned down to stop you. He let you go as quickly as he grabbed onto you, backing away and hiding his eyes with his beanie. “You just look, uh,” He peaked through his fingers a bit, regretting it as he suddenly had to resist the urge to kiss you, “You just look really pretty- Um, you can, uh, keep those if you want.” He squeaked out the last part, moving his arm back down to fidget with his shirt, pulling it over his groin as he eyed you not so discreetly.