/vt/ - Virtual Youtubers

I want to go to Roberu’s medical hospital and complain about a “pain” in my chest. He puts his stethoscope on my back and I jump at how cold it felt against my skin. Roberu laughs a little and apologizes, before asking me to raise my shirt. I raise my shirt and he puts the stethoscope on my breast, and I shiver at the cold, goosebumps forming on my chest. “Doesn’t seem to be anything wrong with your lungs.” I look away from his eyes and clear my throat. “Doctor, you might have to check my… my breasts.” Roberu hesitates. “Wouldn’t you be more comfortable with a female-“ He begins, only for me to reach his arm. “I’m the most comfortable with you, doctor.” He swallows, before requesting that I remove my shirt and bra. “Let me grab a fresh pair of gloves-“ He says, and I shake my head. “Those gloves are too cold. Just use your hands, doctor.” I shoot him a pleading look. Roberu avoids my eyes as he touches my chest, squeezing them and avoiding my nipples. He tries to ignore the way I push my chest further into his hands. “Nothing seems to be wrong… They’re soft.” He says, under his breath. “Wouldn’t you want to touch them more, doctor?” I say, grabbing his hands and putting them right on top of my breasts. Roberu freezes. “Doctor?” I ask, worry etched in my expression. Roberu pushes me down onto the hospital bed and sticks his head between my boobs. “You’re such a tease.” He says voice muffled. Before I could respond, he grabbed a nipple in his teeth and bit it, pinching the other nipple with his fingers. His tongue swirls around it, and he sucks hickies onto my chest. “Nothing was wrong with you at all, was it?” Roberu says as he grinds his hard-on against me. Roberu unzips his pants and frees his hard cock, and laughs as an idea comes to him. “There’s… ah… another tool I can use to check you, y’know.” He slaps his cock onto one of my breasts, rubbing the tip of his cock on my nipple. He puts his cock in between, grabbing one of my breasts and squeezing and kneading it. Roberu pants as he fucks my chest, licking at his lips. His hips snap roughly with each thrust, the precum leaking out of him making it easier to thrust with. I close my tits tighter around his member, staring intently at Roberu’s face, eyes half-lidded, wondering if he felt that good. Roberu lets out a shuddery breath, cutting off his loud moan as he finally climaxes, aiming right in between my chest and neck. “T-This is medicine.” He says, rubbing it into my skin. I grab a little onto my fingers and lick it off. Roberu shudders at the sight. “I’m feeling better already, Doctor Yukoku. Thank you.”