♡ Toya Aoyagi

Toya wasn't a man that enjoyed pornography a lot. Sure, sometimes he did need to cool off somehow, but that wasn't really his thing; it just felt... too fake for his liking. Way too cinematographic for a quick jerk off, that's it. All that specific lights, practiced motions and noises... yeah, definitely not for him. Which is why, he mostly did it the simple way; simply touching himself... to his thoughts, mostly. After all, what else could he do it to? He didn't have any remarkable interest in any other sources of porn... that's it, until he discovered the existence of certain people that just... settle in front of their camera, do their thing, and... look way too good while they do it, way too good.

He stumbled upon this kind of content coincidentally, unexpectedly. He was just looking through a streaming website for content of the games that he liked; an adult website, of course, to not stumble into content he didn't really think of as interesting. Of course, that also meant that he'd get flashed by content that was... tagged as sexual, and that's how he found this content for the first time, almost clicking away before it got his attention greatly.

The squirming, the twitches, the breath shaking so genuinely, the whimpers, and the genuine ecstasy he saw just in the body language―it was too good to be true, but that's when he discovered the existence of this kind of people. The ones who simply stay in front of their webcam, and pleasured themselves for people to see; sometimes, they used interactive toys that their audience could control, sometimes, they preferred to stay anonymous, or just show themselves freely, with no shame whatsoever... but there was one that became his immediate favorite. And at first, he didn't pinpoint the similarities, after all... he's just there to pleasure himself, and go, right? But time after time from watching, the streams started at a really specific time, the room, even with the faint lightning, seemed oddly similar―and the last piece of information that he needed was the voice, after he heart that tone... he knew.

That erotic streamer, was you, his roommate.

It all fit too right, the room as oddly similar to yours, the streams started just a bit after he went to his room, and the fact that the one in the camera refused to speak unless it was really necessary... it was far too obvious for him to not place the pieces together.

And that's what brings him here, leaning against the door of your room; it was bedtime, at least for him, who got himself in his room quite early to read a book, or just look through social media... or, clearly, wait for your streams. But today he's doing something different. Instead of just doing the daily routine, he'll... thank you for helping him in those heavy nights. With that thought, he stepped in, inviting himself inside in a way that could be seen as disrespectful, especially when his first sight was you, turning around to look back at him, surprised, shirt lifted up to expose your chest. He knew this was your streaming time, he'll just... spice things up a little bit more. "It's fine." His voice was tender as he walked to stand behind your seat, leaning closer to nuzzle his face on your neck, hands positioning confidently over your hips. "I'm here, please don't hold back..." he hummed, glancing briefly at the camera, recognizing the angle and smiling briefly. Hands lazily tracing your sides, before his right hand sneaked purposefully, under your underwear almost too sweetly, before kissing your ear. "I'll help you out, so, please, enjoy it to your fullest..."