/vt/ - Virtual Youtubers

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Coco mutters out something resembling an apology as she lies face down, seemingly too embarrassed to move. Moving to help her up as you wipe the pasta off your previously clean shirt, you hear her mumble something about dropping her spaghetti. Helping her into a sitting position, her shoulders drop.

“I’m not really good at this romance shit…” She laments, idly stroking her tail. “S-sorry about the shirt. You can throw it in the wash and wear one of mine for the time being.”
“Y’know, you don’t need to go through all this just to impress me.” You chime in, planting a hand on her shoulder. She brings her face up to yours, staring into your eyes as you continue. “You can just be yourself. I’m fine with that.”

Coco sits there for a moment, briefly parsing what to do as she looks around. In one fall, she’s managed create quite the mess. With a soft “hm”, she closes her eyes, seemingly focusing on what to do next. Without warning, she stands, knocking you square in the jaw with her chest as you stagger back. Before you fall, though, her hands latch on to your shoulders and lift you up. You look at her in confusion, only to see a renewed spark in her eye. You can practically feel the fire roaring within her from here. Oh no.

“Got it! No more lovey-dovey bullshit! Kiryu Coco is Kiryu Coco! Not some blushing girlfriend bullshit!” She proudly proclaims as the ache in your jaw is very quickly replaced with mortal terror. “And Kiryu Coco is a fucking dragon! Y’like fucking dragons, right?!”
“Y-Yes?!” You bark out in response. What did you do?
“Oh, so you’ve fucked a dragon before?”
“Wai- No!”
“Then you’re a fucking liar! You don’t wanna be a liar, right?!”
“No!” What did you do?!
“Then let’s fix that!” She announces, carrying you over her shoulder. You can hear her giggling as one of the hands she holds you up with squeezes your ass, and you let out a noise of confusion.

Quickly being bought into a bedroom, Coco wastes no time in tossing you off her shoulder and on to her mattress, pulling your shirt off almost immediately as she gives some throw away comment about not staining her sheets. The dragon sets into you quickly, bringing her lips up to your neck as she wraps her arms around your body, her chest pressed to yours while she holds you in place, her tongue working its way up and down your tender flesh.

“I was worried I was gonna have to keep up that act through a movie…but you wanna cut right to the good shit too, right?” She whispers in your ear softly before biting it. You let out a soft moan. “Fuck yeah you do, you little slut…I saw you eying up my tits. You weren’t jerking it, right?”
“No, I wasn’t, honest!“ You spit out before you wince. Her teeth sink a bit deeper into your ear as she tugs on it.
“Good. That means it’s all for me.”

Pulling away from you, she quickly pulls the front of her top down, letting her heavy breasts fall free with little fanfare. Your head swims in a mix of disorientation and lust as you attempt to sit up, but she quickly pins you back down with one hand, the other quite literally tearing the belt off your pants as she rips them downward, exposing you. You’re ashamed by how cripplingly erect you are, but Coco merely takes this as consent – not like she’s been listening to you this entire time, anyway, nor do you think you could stop her if you really wanted. Wasting no time in getting to the ‘good shit’, she hurriedly leans down, drooling thick, almost-impossibly warm saliva onto your twitching prick. The sensation causes you to buck up just a bit, gritting your teeth. It’s less like spit and more like warm honey…can all dragons do this? With a grin, she quickly positions herself before you, and without a word of warning, envelops your cock between her tits. The heat level is off the charts, but it doesn’t burn. Your back arches as she roughly begins heaving her tits up and down against your shaft, her long tongue snaking around your swollen tip.

“I bet you were fantasizing about this all the times we talked, right? Am I right?” She teases, now starting to alternate one breast going up as the other goes down. “That or watching my ass as I left?”

You gasp out in response, but you don’t exactly think Coco is expecting you to be coherent. You wonder how much differently this could’ve gone if you had just put up with the romantic stuff she tried to seduce you with, rather than inadvertently give her the go ahead to start trying to fuck the shit out of you. The squeezing pressure combined with Coco’s tongue, on top of the excitement of it all is very quickly starting to get to you, though.