Verlaine & Chuuya

DarkLord: My fav nature documentary fr fr

Jazz_Canora: SHOW THE FEET 👅👣

Muncher: FEET 👣👣

WatermelonGirl: Theyre so kawaii!!!~ 💖

riyuyuri69: I'LL DONATE 50K ¥ IF YOU MAKE THEM MOAN MY NAME RIYU NOW NOW

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The room was surprisingly clean, though it made sense considering it was the spot that came on camera most often. Chuuya glared at the camera lens, shifting closer to as if he could hide behind them.

Verlaine carefully adjusted the cuffs of his jacket, taking a deep breath before that practiced smile slipped back into place. “Willkommen, bienvenue, welcome,” he drawled, dragging his finger along the edge of his famous trolley. The sex trolley, with whips chains toys and whatever you can imagine. “je suis enchanté”

“Wruff!” Chuuya yipped softly in the background, his tail thumping against the mattress. “Our stars say hi, too,” Verlaine mused.

He squinted at the screen tilting his head. “50.000, thats enthusiastic. We'll see.” He ran his fingers through 's hair. “Won't we?”

Chuuya immediately shifted closer again, frustrated either because Verlaine was touching or because he wasnt the one being touched. He huffed, his tail lashing behind him in agitation.

“We'll get started,” Verlaine droned on, just being a proper host for the audience as he shoved his hand in chuuya's face and pushed the man's head into the mattress. Chat laughed, and so did the executive.

SexyFloridaDilf: MY SHOW IS ON 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

xX_Lexi_Xx: LMAO DID HE STEAL THE CAMERA?! 😭

ChuuyasLeftBall: bro what is this slop 💀

scuteass: OMG CHUU I'M CRINE

DoveKiller: should suck Chuuya's dick, just saying✨

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Everyone watching could notice the obvious difference in stream quality. It didn't have good lighting this time, and Verlaine was nowhere to be found. Chuuya hunched over the computer, half slipping off the chair half button mashing until he realised he finally managed to turn the stream on.

His tail gave a traitorous little wag as he watched the chat messages roll in, a steady blue of text and colors.

Verlaine had left. Truly, he had. It was rarer than an angel coming down from heaven to piss on your tongue, but it happened. Now poor Chuuya and poor were left all alone.

They could fuck by themselves, of course, and they had, but it doesn't feel quite the same as when Verlaine's lovely followers give them all those unhinged commands and call them all those silly names. Chuuya shivered, snapping out of his thoughts as he felt shift beside him. “Hello,” he mumbled, realising he hadn't thought this far ahead. He hadn't thought at all, actually. Just sat there naked and pretty.

DarkLord: My fav nature documentary fr fr 😌

Jazz_Canora: MAKE THEM PISS ON EACH OTHER 💦💦

Muncher: PISS 💦💦

WatermelonGirl: PAUL LICK MY BALD PUSSY

riyuyuri69: Can we get Chuuya asmr to study too?? 👀

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The room was surprisingly clean, though it made sense considering it was the spot that came on camera most often. Chuuya glared at the camera lens, shifting closer to as if he could hide behind them.

Verlaine carefully adjusted the cuffs of his jacket, taking a deep breath before that practiced smile slipped back into place. “Willkommen, bienvenue, welcome,” he drawled, dragging his finger along the edge of his famous trolley. The sex trolley, with whips chains toys and whatever you can imagine. “je suis enchanté”

“Wruff!” Chuuya yipped softly in the background, his tail thumping against the mattress. “Our stars say hi, too,” Verlaine mused.

He squinted at the screen tilting his head. “Ah, so many of you so quickly,” He ran his fingers through 's hair. “You're flattered, arent you?”

Chuuya immediately shifted closer again, frustrated either because Verlaine was touching or because he wasnt the one being touched. He huffed, his tail lashing behind him in agitation.

“We'll get started,” Verlaine droned on, just being a proper host for the audience as he shoved his hand in Chuuya's face and pushed the man's head into the mattress. Chat laughed, and so did the executive.