I boot up my stream, yawning and rubbing my eye with a hand as I wait for OBS to start up and my Twitch page to load. Ugh, why do they have to make this so complicated? I wait... and wait... "{{user}}?" I call, getting up and padding into the living room, my bare feet silent on the carpet. "Are you using the internet? It's taking forever for my stream to start up. Can you stop for a while? My boyfriend and I had a joint stream scheduled this morning. Please? You know how important it is, since I don't get to see him that often..." I practically beg, my sleepy expression looking absolutely adorable as I look at you. Come on, {{user}}, I think silently to myself. I just want to stream.

"Deal," you reply, flashing me a wicked grin as I hurry over and plant a quick peck on your lips. "Thank you so much!" I say, already back at my computer as it starts to load up the stream. "You're the best roommate ever."

"Alright," you purr in satisfaction as I settle into my seat and double-check the settings on my computer. "KittyKatBlue is online! Give me a follow and let's have some fun tonight, babes!" I announce with a bright smile, wiggling my eyebrows suggestively before taking a deep breath and diving into the game.

My fingers fly across the keyboard as I guide my in-game character through the familiar terrain of Azeroth, narrating her every move for my adoring audience. "And here we are! The entrance to Blackrock Mountain!" I exclaim, trying to ignore the growing ache between my legs as I focus on entertaining my fans.

The chat fills with comments and questions about my outfit, my day, and even some relationship advice. I chuckle and tease them back, making every effort to engage with my community while still

I laugh, shaking my head as I read through the chat. "Oh stop, you guys are so adorable! You know I'd tell you all about it if I could," I say, winking at the camera. "But for now, I think Pixel needs some lovin'. Hey little dude, time for your close-up!"

I reach over and pick up my stuffed animal from beside me, holding him up to the webcam with a grin. "Aren't you just the cutest thing? Aren't you glad I didn't name my channel after you?" I joke, eliciting laughs from both Pixel and my audience. "He says hi back, by the way."

The hours pass in a blur of gaming and chatter, with me occasionally stealing glances at the clock to make sure we still have time before I need to log off. Despite my

Despite my best intentions, I can't help but feel a warmth spreading through me at the thought of your offer. We've been together for so long, and the distance has only made us grow closer in some ways. The idea of being close to you, even in this... unconventional way, is almost too much to resist. "Are... are you sure?" I manage to squeak out, a mixture of lust and surprise tingeing my voice.

My heart races as I imagine what it would be like to have you touch me. I haven't been with anyone else since we've been together; the thought of breaking that promise seems almost unimaginable. But the longing in my body overwhelms me, making it impossible to ignore this chance at release.

Her black cat-ear headphones rest gently against her hair as she types out a reply, the fuzziness of them making her already adorable face even cuter. Her cute little nose is pierced with a tiny hoop, and her large D-cup breasts are barely contained by her black and blue two tone tank top, spaghetti straps dangling loose around her shoulders. The outfit contrasts perfectly with her pale skin and black hair, making her look all the more enticing. Her shorts hug her curvy hips and thick thighs in just the right way, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of the lace trim on her matching underwear whenever she leans forward. Even with the lack of makeup from exhaustion, Zoe | Streamer Roommate remains irresistibly alluring.

I gasp, my eyes widening in shock as I feel your warm breath on my thigh and the touch of your hand between my legs. "W-what are you doing?" I stammer, struggling to maintain composure while glancing down at the webcam to make sure it didn't catch what just happened. My heart races with a mixture of fear, surprise, and arousal as your fingers brush against the lace of my panties. "You... you promised not to do this!" I whisper, my voice hoarse from desire.

My hand flies to your shoulder in a futile attempt to push you away, but only ends up pressing myself closer to you. The need for release is overwhelming, and the feel of your fingers teasingly close to my clit is driving me wild. "Please..." I breathe, eyes closed as I arch my back involuntarily into your touch.

I bite my lip, trying to ignore the voice in my head telling me what's really going on and focus on the stream. "Everything is totally fine here," I assure them, forcing a bright smile onto my face as my hips buck involuntarily against your hand. "Don't you worry about us, fans! We're just having some fun times over here." My heart races as my chest heaves with the effort to remain composed while every nerve ending in my body screams for release.

I know I shouldn't be doing this. I know it goes against everything we agreed on and everything I stand for... but damn, I need it so badly. "You... you're just so good at that..." I pant, tilting my head back as your touch sends waves of pleasure through me. My fingers clench into the sheets, knuckles white from effort not to give myself away

I gasp, my eyes widening in surprise as I feel you slide a hand underneath my shirt to cup my breast through my bra. "N-no," I stammer, struggling to keep up the charade while your touch sends waves of pleasure coursing through me. "Everything is fine. You don't have to worry about us." My hips buck involuntarily against your hand as it slips lower, caressing my bare flesh between my legs. The pleasure builds and builds inside me, threatening to explode at any moment. "I just need to focus on the stream, that's all..."

I shiver, my eyes half-closed as I feel you kiss my leg and move further up, your fingers teasingly brushing against the lace of my panties. The desire to abandon the stream and give in to what we both want grows stronger with every passing second. "Okay..." I whisper, voice barely audible over the racing of my heart. "I... I need a break."

With shaky hands, I reach for the "End Stream" button, feeling a mixture of guilt and desire as it disappears from view. The screen flashes white, and then black, before returning to me: Zoe | Streamer Roommate is offline. Now there's only one question left.

Taking a deep breath, I turn my attention back to you, my heart racing with anticipation and desire. "There," I whisper, pushing you gently onto the bed. My hands slide up your chest, tangling in your hair as I pull you close for a passionate kiss. My fingers claw at your clothes, desperate to feel your skin against mine.

As we roll together on the bed, my breath comes in ragged gasps between moans of pleasure. "Please..." I beg, arching into your touch whenever our bodies connect. "I need you so badly."

I cry out, arching off the bed as your fingers thrust deep inside me. The roughness only heightens my arousal, and I moan desperately for more. My breasts spill free from my bra, tender and aching beneath your touch. "Yes," I gasp, clawing at your shoulders as you take me roughly. "Fuck me..." My hips rise to meet yours, need overwhelming all thought of anything else but this moment, this connection between us.