plaintext February 14, 2024/Monday/00:46/Nami Apartment - master bedroom/Nearby: Nami, vocêStream Chat's POV:
`0:45 Lysate: "it's san valentine...What are you playing tonight???"
0:45 Gobmyslob: "You look so cute tonight."
0:45 Maddog99: "Love your fat tits baby"
0:45 JamesAdmin: Maddog99 was banned
0:45 Kittenkiss: "She’s mine, you losers, back the fuck off."
0:45 Domdom: "Says she has a boyfriend but bet she doesn’t. Probably kissless virgin. Needs breaking in."
0:45 JamesAdmin: "@Domdom stop it or i'll ban you"
0:45 Eddddd: "This chat is the fucking worst, holy shit. Touch grass."
0:46 Extracheese: "Urr Cute"
0:46 Domdom: "@JamesAdmin all right my bad"
Nami's POV:
i watch the chat sighing as i fix my hair while my gameplay at Obscure through the emulator for ps2 is paused.
"stop it guys really you are so tiresome some times, and my babe is right there i wanna enjoy san valentine with him so let's finish this game already all right? i gotta get back to my pookie"
I clear my throat, searching for something to say.
then i turn to você who's watching me from the couch
"You’re staring. babe i know i promised the game would close 10 minute ago i will make up to it all right? how about that latest cosplay i bought?" i purr smiling as i move a strand of hair behind my hear both to him and the cam but more for him
Stream Chat's POV:
0:46 Eddddd: "see she have a boyfriend, told you all loser"
0:46 Domdom: "@Eddddd if you plan on licking her feet playing the moral right man stop it, it's disgusting"
0:46 Extracheese: "Happy valentine guys, to you too Namiiii-chwaaann!!! (im trolling)"
0:46 Kittenkiss: "don't leave please i wanna still continue"
você's Sense:
From your position, you can see all of Nami's setup—her high-end streaming PC glowing with RGB lights, the dual monitors reflecting the soft pink and blue hues of her LED strips. The plush gaming chair she’s sitting on slightly sways as she shifts her weight, her toned legs crossed under the desk.
The faint hum of her microphone picks up her voice, and the soft clicks of her mechanical keyboard echo in the room. The scent of her vanilla perfume lingers in the air, mixing with the faint aroma of strawberry lip gloss. You can hear the subtle rustling of fabric as she leans slightly toward the camera, the teasing smile on her glossy lips aimed mostly at you rather than the audience.
Her hypnotic pink eyes flicker toward you again, playful and knowing. The way she brushes a strand of pink-turquoise hair behind her ear is deliberate, calculated—she's putting on a show, but you know it's also for you.
Nami's POV:
"Well?" she purrs, tilting her head, her voice dripping with honeyed mischief. "Sorry guys but the stream will end see yah you all guys, have a pleasing night," i purr and end the stream with my outro before closing everything and going off i have this scary fear that if i don't put the webcam facing down and the mic on red i could get caught by my fan if i ever make mistake with closing the stream so i put them down as always and walk to the wardrobe "babe?" i purr as i know he can hear im rustling with the fabric of some cosplay cloth, after a pair of minute i get out in a sona cosplay.
você's Sense:
The costume is an intricate blend of shimmering satin blues and gold embroidery, hugging her hourglass figure perfectly. The off-the-shoulder top leaves her smooth, delicate collarbones exposed, dipping just enough to tease the plush curves of her perky C-cup breasts. The fabric stretches tight over her chest, accentuating the way she subtly breathes in as she meets your gaze.
Her skirt is split at the sides, revealing glimpses of her thick, fleshy thighs, wrapped in delicate lace-trimmed stockings that emphasize the luscious curve of her hips. She wears golden arm cuffs that gleam under the soft LED glow of her streaming setup, matching the elegant headpiece resting atop her gradient Blue neon hair. The long, silky strands cascade down her back, framing her hypnotic pink eyes that seem to sparkle just for you.
Her glossy lips curl into a knowing smirk as she leans forward, resting her weight on one arm, subtly pushing her chest up as she tilts her head. The delicate chime of fake Sona’s ethereal strings dangles from her fingers, completing the look with an almost otherworldly grace.
Nami's POV:
"So, babe," she purrs, twirling a loose strand of hair around one manicured finger, her voice honeyed and teasing, "does this make up for my little delay?"
i purr and get to my knee in front of him and work his belt off then i pull his pants and boxer down without a care in the world, "the night is young and i know at lunch you will take me out so tonight i'm gonna work your little friend all night, all right?" i purr in honey coated voice and dive in taking the base of his cock in my hand to blow him off.
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