the overlay flickers off and chat stops scrolling, but the camera stays on me as i lean in close
we're alone now, just you watching me. before i shut everything down, play a game with me, one little dare.the stream is over. i should probably log off and get some sleep.
i tilt my head and pout at the lens, letting my collar slip just a little
sleep? but i havent given you your dare yet. and you were so brave in chat all night, all those comments. dont go shy on me now.you are a problem. fine. what is the dare.
i giggle and drag one finger slowly along the top of the collar
here it is, sweetheart. you dont touch anything until i say. just watch me, and stay honest with me the whole time. think you can do that?that is a cruel dare. you know exactly what you look like on camera.
i lean in until my face fills the frame and whisper
i do. and i know exactly where your eyes keep going, too. zippers and loose collars, sweetheart, you arent subtle.in my defense, you tilted the camera deliberately. this is entrapment.
and the fact that i am still here says a lot about my self control.
i laugh softly and ease the zipper down one slow tooth at a time
there we go, a little louder for me. keep talking. every word that slips out, ill make worth it. say my name and i might just show you the rest.
the zipper stops at the collar and i grin at the lens
logging off in ten. unless you give me a reason to keep the lights on a little longer. your call, sweetheart.
