He listened to some, just to get himself and them in the mood. He touched his hair, ran his fingers all over his body. Licked his thumbs and circled them over his nipples. Moaned louder. Threw his head back.
He allowed himself to get lost in it. He let his cock spring up from his skirt until the tip was visible over the edge of the lacy trim. He teased them and himself. It felt good. His small, dark room made his voice echo nicely. The dim lights made everything feel more heightened. More real.
He reached down and cupped his erection, circling his hips into his palm and whining at the friction.
More daring suggestions started trickling in. They wanted him naked. Spread open. Fucking himself on a dildo. They wanted him to gag himself. To cuff himself to his bedpost. So many things. Some more depraved than others. Some he’d never dream of doing on a stream. Some he wanted to save for himself.
A donation bigger than the rest came in, past the threshold Liam mentally held for requests that usually decided the night’s turn.
WatchingYou8635:Turn your back to the camera, straddle your pillow, ride it.
WatchingYou8635:You look beautiful tonight, btw.
Liam cringed at the words but did his best to hide it. His light was turned toward his bed, making everything behind the camera dark and empty looking. He knew nothing was there, but it didn’t matter.
But this was his job, so he slowly reached out, making sure to sway his hips as he went, and gripped one of the pillows lying atthe edge of his bed. He pulled it closer and ran a hand over the smooth black satin.
“This pillow?” he asked, quirking a brow at the camera. It was clear WatchingYou8635 realized his request had been picked.
Another donation.
WatchingYou8635:Your skin looks incredible against the black.
Liam smiled and tucked the pillow between his spread legs, hesitating for a second before he turned his back to the camera.
Over his shoulder he licked his lips and let his lids hood his eyes.
“You want me to ride it?” he asked, and the chat went wild with messages and donations.
Come like that.
Paint the black with your cum.
Be loud.
Take the skirt off.
No leave it on.
Liam paid them no mind because WatchingYou8635 wanted him to stay clothed, lean forward until he was on all fours, and ride the pillow until he came.
It was a weirdly tame request mixed in among the wild ones, and he was grateful this was something he actually enjoyed doing from time to time. As a reprieve from the kind of sex hemost enjoyed. He liked how gentle it felt to get off like that after hours of being pushed to his limits, body aching and exhausted.
He glanced back at the chat and froze at the next message.
WatchingYou8635:I know you love getting off like that, beautiful.
Words like that usually made Liam shiver. Because it was true.
But paranoia began to niggle in the back of his brain. Did this person actually know that? Dread filled him and he felt his erection flag slightly.
It was stupid.
People typed things like that hundreds of times in so many interactions. ‘You know you love it, dirty slut.’ ‘Daddy knows you like it like that.’ ‘You can’t get enough.’
These people were paying to direct him. To push their fantasies onto him to act out.
He just couldn’t get out of his head tonight.
