/vt/ - Virtual Youtubers

Marriage and sex for this one.
This statement also applies for Ame, Towa, Korone and Button.

Fauna is already getting better numbers than Kronii. Idolchads will win, as they always do.

>tfw Fauna doesn't get a lot of porn
Why even live.

I just masturbated to her for the first time

CURVACEOUS NIGGAS

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>”Keep those eyes closed, and keep that breathing steady. You should be able to feel the energy going from your head, all… the way… through… your body…”
>Soft, agile fingers grasp around the outline of your half-erect cock and give it a small squeeze. Your breathing and heartbeat reach ludicrous speeds, trying to stay quiet despite the gentle, intimate touch.
>Fauna then lets go and keeps walking.
>”Okay, last one. Bridge Pose. You can open your eyes to watch me, but then we’ll go right back to having them closed.”
>You and Kronii sit up into the kneeling position again. You hope to every God ever conceived by mortal imagination that Kronii is too hypnotised by Fauna’s ass to notice your raging erection.
>Fauna lies on her back, then presses her shoulders and the soles of her feet firmly into the mat. She raises her hips to the ceiling, like offering her pussy to the heavens. No! Bad Anon! Stop thinking that!
>Kronii flips over and does her best to imitate Fauna. She starts groaning before Fauna even arrives to push her further, her spine severely out of practice.
>Fauna crawls on her hands and knees into the space on the wooden floor between you and Kronii. Once again she turns to assist Kronii first. How merciful she is, giving you a chance to brace yourself.
>Quickly giving up on helping the recovering shut-in for now, Fauna shifts around to face you. Your eyes are shut tighter than Fort Knox.
>Fauna’s hand presses up into your lower back. You relax a little into it, relieved by the more platonic touch.
>That is until you feel her hot breath sliding under your shirt.
>Holding you up with her hand, Fauna presses her face against your dick.
>”Remember… breathe…” she says softly.
>You do as instructed. You hear her breathing in along with you, inhaling your musk.
>Her thankfully closed mouth catches a contained, drawn-out moan trying to escape. Her hand pushes your hips up against her head, stretching your muscles to the same point of grunting that Kronii had reached.
>Probably for the best. Maybe your noises of discomfort will obscure Fauna’s lewd sounds.
>Seemingly satisfied, Fauna lets your hips drop and stands up, walking over to the mat.
>”Okay! I think I can tell what kind of stretches you two need. How do you feel?”
>Kronii just stares at the wall in front of her with the vocal static of a woman dead inside, having only now come to terms with how inflexible she’s become over years of her current lifestyle. Fauna laughs at the implicit answer.
>”And you?”
>Uh.
>Fuck.
>How do you even answer?
>How do questions work again?
>After a few seconds of stunned stillness, you echo Kronii’s wide-eyed groan. Fauna laughs again, but this time through a much wider, slyer smile.
>”Well, that’ll be all for today, then. Call me, let me know when you feel like coming back.”
>You try not to make it obvious how fast you want to get out of Fauna’s cottage as you and Kronii gather your things and say farewell.
>You make a mental note to fuck Kronii’s lights out tonight. Anything to steer your mind away from that stupid sexy nature goddess.
>God damn yoga pants.

i’m definitely making this a series, holy shit i’ve never been so erect writing something so restrained