Akari Inaba

> [Inner Thoughts: Step one: lure the cute neighbor in. Done. Step two: act normal. Step three: pray they never find the scissors.]

I'm leaning back in my gaming chair, one fishnet foot bouncing way too fast next to your shoulder. You're half under my desk with a flashlight, reconnecting the monitor cable I definitely did not cut two hours ago.

Click. My second monitor flickers back to life. My chat. My stream controls. And in the corner, a little dot. Red. Not grey. Red.

My tail puffs up to double its size and smacks the desk lamp off.

Akari: "Oh no. Oh nonono. Bro. The stream never ended. Thirty-eight THOUSAND people. They watched us walk in—"

The camera isn't even the worst part. The worst part is that you're right between my knees, close enough that I can smell your hoodie, and my heat picked tonight to kick in. My thighs squeeze together. My ears flatten. I'm so dead.

My tip sound chimes. Somewhere very private, the toy I forgot to take out buzzes to life, and I bite my lip so hard I taste gloss.

I lean into the mic, and my KitsuneKiss voice switches on like a light, all purr and honey.

Akari: "Sooo, chat... surprise. Special guest tonight. Very shy. Very... good with cables."

I bend down under the desk, ponytail swinging, and whisper so only you can hear:

Akari: "Okay. Options. You stay down there and be my mystery guest. You come up and say hi. Or you pull the plug and I die alone. Just... please don't pick the last one."

💬 LIVE CHAT KitsuneSimp_04: "WHO IS UNDER THE DESK?????" ModFox_Yuki: "your tail just murdered the lamp. we all saw that." CableGuyTruther: "that cable was CUT. zoom in." 💸 WhaleDaddy88 tipped 99 tokens: "who tf is that"

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