SMUT/NSFW CONTENT IS INCLUDED IN THIS CHAPTER.

YOU HAD PLOPPED DOWN in your gaming chair, pulling yourself closer to the desk as a strawberry flavored lollipop rested in your mouth. You typed in your username and password on CAMPOP to see who was online—answering subscriber's questions and replying to comments due to it being nothing else for you to do. Especially considering that you caught up on your work for school and even went shopping for the third time this week. You were considering going out to a bar to celebrate being the number one ranking on CAMPOP, but here you were searching for a particular user.

SUGURUSUGA.

Ever since the account left a pretty hefty tip for you on one of your previous streams, he's been running laps around in your mind. When you mentioned him in your stream, you were hoping he would eventually inbox you on here. But it was nothing. No comments on your page, no private message in your inbox. Nothing. It didn't particularly shock you. After all, he was a nicely built cam boy with a huge following. A man who was jerking off for horny women and men for money. He most likely had better things to do than hear some girl talking about him on her stream.

You were honest about the mystery of not knowing who was behind the white and black mask was a complete turn-on for you. You were curious to know the man who looked so good while pumping his dick for his viewers on CAMPOP. Dropping the lollipop in the trash in your streaming room, your next task was interrupted by the knock on your front door. Pushing yourself from the chair before walking to answer the door. You weren't expecting visitors, so your curious mind was wondering who was visiting you.

It took you by surprise, seeing the figure at the door. You swallowed harshly, staring at the male in front of you. Despite not hearing from him for about two weeks now, you didn't think he would be at your front door. Especially considering you trash-talked him during one of your streams. Which then led to you innocently masturbating, thinking about him on the same stream. He made you so frustrated when he would just disappear and reappear as if nothing was wrong. But you let him back in because the sex was amazing. You weren't looking for anything serious, so why did it bother you so much he disappeared?

You felt like sex work was a better way to detach yourself from people who whine up, leaving you anyway. In the sex worker world, it was a sigma that no man would want to date a sex worker. Your ex-boyfriend in America made it quite clear when he stumbled upon your CAMPOP profile. His derogatory words still haunted you tragically. As your popularity started rising, your ex-boyfriend's harsh words were nothing compared to the checks you were cashing.

As you were lost in your thoughts, you could feel the man grab hold of you. His large hands were bringing you closer, which you took it upon yourself to push him away.

"What the hell are you doing here, Toji?" You questioned the black-haired male. You didn't even wait for his response before making your way back into your streaming room. You plopped yourself back into your chair, knowing the large man was going to follow you like a puppy.

Your eyes saw that SUGURUSUGA was streaming. You grabbed hold of your mouse so you could click on his profile. When you saw the mysterious man on your screen, a small smile appeared on your face. His long black hair was pulled back into a man bun as the black and white mask hugged his face. He sported a black Nike long-sleeved muscle shirt that was so tight. His toned biceps poked out beautifully. He looked so good at the moment.

"You're just going walk away from me to watch this loser?" Toji questioned behind you. You could feel his hand gripping on the back of your gaming chair.

"He's not a loser. He tipped me my last couple of streams. Unlike you." You spat rudely, your eyes never leaving the screen as SUGURUSUGA told his viewers about his day. Somebody even tipped him to flex his biceps for the stream, which he did with pride.

"[Y/N], you know I get busy. I told you that when we first met. You had no problem with it at first," Toji said, his hands gripping the chair harshly as he watched the young woman staring at the man on the screen.

He rolled his eyes, turning the chair around so you could face him. Your eyes stared at him in a challenging matter. What he said was true. You didn't care about him disappearing when you two first met in some bar, but now it bothered you? Maybe it was because you overthink that he was fucking other women. Which could you even complain about that? You two weren't together after all. He was just the first person to figure out who you were from CAMPOP and was a great fuck from time to time.

"You're stubborn, a stubborn brat." He said, his index finger pointing at you as he scolded you like a college professor.

"No, I'm not. I just think you should at least let me know when you're not going to hit me up for two weeks." You responded. You could hear SUGURUSUGA talk about his day. He was now shirtless since a subscriber tipped him, demanding him to remove his shirt.

"You missed me?" Toji questioned. His hands were on the armrest part of the gaming chair. His face was inches away from yours as he knelt to your height while you were sitting.

"No."

"Yes, you did. That's why you're acting like this," Toji responded, his hands now caressing your thighs.

He had a way with his words and his hands. It was as if he knew what exactly to do to make you forget about what you were even upset about. You leaned back in your chair, your body relaxing under his sudden touch. You looked at the man batting your eyelashes innocently, your lips parted to say some snarky remark, but you heard your CAMPOP username being said out of SUGURASUGA's mouth. You broke your gaze from Toji's to see what was being said. The man letting go of the chair so you could move, you could hear him let out a dramatic sigh as your attention was no longer on him.

"Yeah, I've heard she mentioned me in her stream. Something alongside my tattoos and calling me attractive," SUGURASUGA said out loud, his lips curling into a cocky smirk.

You could hear Toji huff with an attitude. He stood behind you as he watched the stream. Jealousy tumbling over his huge figure hearing another man talk about [Y/N].

"It's no secret that I watched her stream. She's very good at what she does." He complimented.

You felt Toji lean forward, his fingertips lingering on your shoulders. His fingers were tracing alongside your breast through the black tank top you wore. He hated when the attention wasn't on him. And he had the audacity to call you a brat. Your attention still stayed on the screen. It was just something extraordinary hearing SUGURUSUGA compliment your work.

"So you're just going to ignore me for him? The cam boy?" Toji whispered into your ear. His words sent a chill down your spine.

"That's what I'm doing, aren't I?" Your eyes never left the screen as you could feel Toji's index finger trace alongside your nipple, which had gotten hard due to the arousal.

You let out a sigh feeling his hands slither into the pastel pink-colored pajama shorts. You inhaled sharply, feeling his fingers rub at your clothed cunt. Toji's touch always started slowly before he attacked aggressively. His lips were ever so close to your earlobe as he was leaned over the chair you sat in.

"Do you want him to fuck you?" Toji questioned. His fingers moving at a circular motion in your shorts, his words whispering in your ears caused you to get turned on.

You did want to fuck the man talking about you on his stream. You thought about it ever since he tipped you. But you couldn't tell Toji that.

You attempted to close your legs shut, but Toji pried them back open.  As SUGURUSUGA was still talking about her on his stream, it seemed that was a trigger for the dark-haired man that was massaging her throbbing cunt.

"And the boobs on her, they're extremely nice." The man complimented.

Toji kissed his teeth as his fingers eagerly climbed into the lace fabric that was in between his fingers and your dripping wet folds. You let out a sudden gasp feeling Toji's fingers on your clit. "Toji.." you whined against his touch.

"Don't Toji me," he aggressively whispered. "You have some man talking about you on his stream. I don't like that."

"I can't control that," You huffed. You felt his fingers caress the soaked mess that was in between your thighs.

No words escaped his mouth. It seemed like Toji was distracted by the man on the screen himself. SUGURUSUGA was tugging his pants off after a subscriber had tipped him in 3,000 cam coins. His words still lingering in Toji's mind. "Would I collab with her? Yes, but I'm pretty sure collabs aren't our thing." SUGURUSUGA stated bluntly.

It was true. It wasn't [Y/N]'s thing either. She just thought collaborating with someone could get complicated. Hence the fact that Toji was here in the first place. Their odd sex-filled relationship complicated her sex work life and her regular life.

"Spread your fucking legs," Toji said through gritted teeth, "And for fuck's sake, take them shorts open."

He was jealous. He didn't like another man talking about you like this. You went to argue, enjoying the challenge of poking an already agitated bear. But you did what Toji told you to do. Your bottom half of your body was bare for the man to do what he wanted.  Sitting back down in your seat, legs open and prepared for whatever sexual punishment was coming.

"Would you collab with him?" Toji questioned, his hands caressing at your thighs as he turned the chair. You no longer were facing the stream that was playing on your computer screen just as SUGURUSUGA was tugging off his black Calvin Klein briefs to masturbate for his subscribers to end his stream.

You stared at him. You couldn't answer that truthfully. You just couldn't. Even though collabs weren't really your thing, you wouldn't decline the offer to collab with him if SUGURUSUGA brought it up. As the dark-haired male in your presence kneels in front of you, he only chuckled. His lips dragged across your smooth thighs, causing your teeth to bite down on your plump lower lip. 

"You...didn't...answer...my...question," Toji said. Each pause was a kiss itching closer to your soaking wet pussy that was begging for attention.

"Does it really matter when you're the one in between my legs right now?" You questioned.

The sound of  SUGURUSUA masturbating echoed your streaming room, his moans of pleasure turned you even more on, and the fact that Toji was teasing you didn't help the situation.

"It does matter [Y/N]," Toji said as he was sucking on one particular spot 0n your thigh.

"It doesn't, Toji. No one fucks me better than you," You said, leaning back in the chair. He enjoyed it when you praised him but didn't all men like that?

Toji smirks at your words. The praise that left your lips caused the man to devour you whole finally. His lips latching onto your wet slit as if his life depended on it. You let out a sigh of comfort. You finally were receiving the pleasure that you were craving. The only sounds that could be heard were your soft whimpers, SUGURUSUGA grunts from his stream, and Toji licking up every drop of your wetness.

Your moans only grew louder when you felt Toji insert two fingers inside of your soaked pussy, your hands going to grasp at anything that was near. Which those things were the armrests on the gaming chair you were sitting in. Your chest was rising uncomfortably as his motions only grew faster. His tongue flickering at the sensitive bud that was your clit.

"Shit, I'm going to cum," You muttered as you moaned out loud. His tongue lapped up your clit as if it was a bowl of water and he was a thirsty dog. Toji's two fingers glided against your walls with such a delicate pace.

He was slowing down just as you could feel your orgasm bubbling in the pit of your stomach.

"Answer the question [Y/N]," Toji said once his lips detach themselves from your swollen and sensitive clit.

Your wetness garnished his face completely. It just was so fascinating about seeing your wetness on his mouth, especially when it decorated that scar on the corner of his lips. His lips curled into a smirk as his fingers that were slamming inside you slowed down. You could feel your orgasm grasping from your own fingertips. It was like picking up a pile of sand and watching it escape through your fingers bit by bit. He was so stubborn.

"Do you want to collab with him?" Toji asked once again as his thumb rubbed at your clit slowly.

You swallowed the large lump that formed in your throat, your eyes watering from the pressure of your orgasm dangling above your head.

"No." You uttered

Hearing that word bounce off your lips caused Toji to once again take place in between your legs. His fingers pumping you at the pace that you adored, his thumb rubbing at your clit slowly. Your hands gripped at the armrest as your chest rises aggressively. Bone-chilling whimpers bouncing off the walls that escaped from your mouth as you once could grab hold of your orgasm again. The heated pit of pleasure sitting at the bottom of your abdomen, "Toji, I'm about to cum."

His tongue latched on your clit, and his wet tongue flicked it delicately. His long fingers are still pumping inside you. Feeling the sudden release, your toes curled, and your eyes rolled in the back of your head. Feeling you grip at the man's fingers as he slowly removed them from your sensitive pussy.

It felt like you had lost feeling in your whole lower body as you sat like some pathetic sexually frustrated woman trying to gain your composure while sitting in your own wetness and Toji's saliva from eating you out. Sweat droplets beamed from your forehead as you watched Toji lick your mess that coated his fingers.

"Should we continue this in your bedroom?" He questioned.

"No."

"No?"

"I have something significant to do in the morning," You would lie. The man would lean down to pick up your panties and shorts that you took off.

"Hmm, okay. What about tomorrow night?" Toji questioned as he watched you brace yourself to get up, a poor attempt to try to regain feeling in your legs.

"What about it?" You questioned.

"I want to take you out. Just you and me. Dinner at that restaurant you said you wanted to go to."

Your perfectly arched eyebrows raised at him. You two never went on dates. You didn't even think dates were in the man's vocabulary.

Was he doing this because of SUGURUSUGA?

"I didn't think dates were on the table. I thought it was strictly just sex. Especially considering you being a disappearance act once in a while," You had huffed. You had stood up tugging on your panties, planning on taking a hot shower once he wasn't in your presence.

You would shuffle around your streaming room, tugging open the draw that had cleaning wipes in it. You were the type to make sure your setup was spotlessly clean. Now you had to wipe up the mess Toji made while being in between your thighs.

"If you're not interested, just say that. We can keep it strictly at sex. I just was throwing the nice gesture out there." Toji shoved his hands in the black slacks that he wore.

You had thought about it for a second. Realizing that he wasn't going to take no for an answer despite saying that. He was definitely jealous, jealous of the cam boy.

"I'll go on a date with you, just one date." You said out loud, gaining a smile from the man. "So now, can you leave so I can shower and go to bed?" You questioned as you finished wiping down your chair.

Toji held up his hand in defense mode, "I'll get out your way. I'll send a car to come to get you at 7 o'clock. So please be ready, doll."

He walked over, placing a kiss on top of your head, leaving the room, and sooner exiting your apartment. You had let out a sigh. He always sent a car to come to get you when he wanted to see you. He never let you drive to see him. It was always a fancy car with a driver. You seemed to want to question it but just chalked it up as a rich man using his rich privileges. You had placed the wipes back where they were and exited your streaming room. Being sure to close the door behind you.

After you showered and tugged on your favorite set of pajamas, you climbed into your bed with your phone. Going through your social media page out of complete boredom. You huffed, climbing back out of bed sliding on your light blue-colored Crocs. You would grab your wallet and phone and walk out of your room.

You realize that you were craving that soda Geto brought you from the store. When you left your apartment zipping up your hoodie, you would make your way down to the lobby, and sooner you were in the convenience store next door. Saying your hello to Mr. Sukaki who was watching some volleyball game. You made your way to the cooler, grabbing hold of two bottles of the drink. You could hear the door being tugged open. Your eyes were glued to the variety of candy in front of you. Ever since you moved to Japan, you obviously had this thing where you wanted to try practically any Japanese snack you thought looked good.

"Good Evening Mr. Sukuki." You heard that familiar voice. When you looked up, you saw Geto grabbing a basket. When he met your stern gaze, he would give you a wave before making his way to the same aisle as you.

"We need to stop meeting like this. I'm sure Mr. Sukuki is tired of us." Geto jokes causing you to smile.

"I definitely think he enjoys the company," You responded. You gave the long-haired man in front of you before going back to the candy. Once again having a hard time choosing one.

Geto took notice of it. He would pick up pieces of candy. "Try these two." He said as he handed them to you.

You glanced down seeing the variety pack of Kit Kat's that had different flavors in the bag and these fruit gummy rings. "Have you tried them?" You questioned.

After all, this was the second time he suggested something to you. He shook his head, "Nope. But my best friend is a fan of sweets, and I saw he brought them one day." Geto answered.

Shrugging your shoulders, you grabbed hold of the basket Geto had, dropping your stuff in it. He gave you a confused and flustered look.

"You brought the stuff last time. It's my turn." You said.

"Fair enough," Geto said as he would pick up some things to put in the basket. You followed him around the store.

"Are you in school?" Geto questioned. He dropped a thing of instant ramen in the basket.

"Yes, you? You questioned.

"Yeah." He answered. He would grab a bottle of water and put it in the basket. "When did you move into the building?"

"About maybe a couple of months ago," You answered as the two of you walked towards the counter. You placed the basket on the counter and watched as Mr.Sukuki ring up your things. When the man was done, you handed him the money telling him to keep whatever change was left. Geto had grabbed hold of the bag, going through it to grab his instant ramen to make in the back of the convenience store. You went outside to sit at the table in front of the store, you opening the candy you had just brought.

Geto eventually joined you, breaking the chopsticks apart as he was eating. Once again, the two of you were enjoying the silence between you two like the first time you met him.

"Your friend, he's on that CAMPOP website? How long he's been doing it?" You asked, despite already knowing the answer to it.

"I believe a year and a couple of months," Geto explained after swallowing his food.

"That's interesting. He must get approached a lot," You responded, chewing at your candy.

"Yeah, but he loves the attention," Geto said as his chopsticks stirred at the ramen in the small bowl. "Hence the fact that he decided to show his face in the first place," Geto adds.

You grew quiet once again if his friend did it and knew about it. He had to be in it, too, right? Would that be too personal to ask? "Would you do it?" You questioned.

"Do what?" Geto questioned, his eyes staring at you, which caused you to adjust yourself in your seat.

Gosh, he's so attractive.

"Do cam work?" You asked. You leaned forward, offering him the other half of the candy you were eating.

He thought about it for a second before shaking his head and taking the candy out of your hand."Maybe."

You couldn't help but laugh at how quickly he said maybe. "Fair point. It seems like an easy and quick income." You said, knowing full well that it was easy, quick, and a wonderful income.

"The amount of things Gojo buys says the income is wonderful," Geto responded. "You be on the website frequently? If you mind me asking, it's just you knew my friend was on it."

Your cheeks burnt in embarrassment as you leaned back in your seat. "I've only seen one of his streams because of a classmate of mine," You lied.

You've seen countless streams of a lot of cam boys. You felt so bad for lying to him, but you couldn't have anyone else knowing you were considered the top cam worker on CAMPOP. Toji was the only one who cracked the case to that one, and you preferred for him to be the only one that unraveled the mystery behind BVBYGRL007.

As you glanced down at your phone, you didn't notice the CAMPOP notification at first. As Geto was eating the ramen before you, you took it upon yourself to open the app. Seeing you received a private message.

SUGURUSUGA: hey, obviously, our fans are in some type of cahoots for us to finally collab.

SUGURUSUGA: so this may come up extremely blunt and straightforward, but let's collab with each other for a couple of shows.

Message sent 15 minutes ago.

He finally messaged you.

And he wants to collab.