#mxigo.camgirl.1

[mxigo]

camgirl | chapter 1

synopsis: reader meets the gang’s old friend Eren, and the following night she receives rather interesting donation messages from jaegerbomb139.

warnings: drinking, female masturbation, camming, squirting, praise kink (female receiving)

word count: 2.9k

author’s note: anotha one. honestly i’m just itching to try and get to the good stuff because set up and the beginning is always so draining to me :’). please let me know if there is anything that i need to add/change/improve on.

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To be completely honest, a house party is the last place you want to be right now. Drunk college students continue to bump into you as you make your way through the living room towards the back porch to try and find Sasha. It was late and you had to get up early to go to complete a paper due for your Financial Accounting class that was due the day after, and you didn’t want to put it off until the night before like you typically do. While you could, it would eat up the time that you could use for camming, and you needed the money so tomorrow morning it is.

Only a small handful of people knew about your second job, and you’d like to keep it that way. Only Sasha and Mikasa knew, and Mikasa only knew because Sasha let it slip to her one night while the three of you were hanging out together. It hadn’t been one of your proudest moments while Mikasa stared at you stunned, but you knew not because of what you were doing, but because she couldn’t believe that you went ahead and started up while still technically being a virgin. The two of them supported you wholeheartedly, and you couldn’t be anymore grateful for the friends that you have.

You spot Mikasa and Sasha circling around the kitchen table with a couple of their other friends, namely Jean, Connie, Armin, and another man with a bun that could be none other than Eren. While you have met the first three multiple times and have even hung out with Jean separately before, you have never actually met the elusive Eren Jaeger. You knew of him from stories that the five of them have told you from their high school days, but the boy has been out west with his half-brother straight after high school, and has only recently been back home. You take a moment to take him in, and even from so far away, you could tell that he was attractive, extremely attractive. He’s wearing a grey short sleeve shirt that showed off an impressive array of tattoos up and down both arms. His dark hair is tied back into a low bun, and he had a soft smile as Armin is talking about something to the rest of them and it strikes you at just how jaw dropping he was; it made you nervous.

Sasha’s eyes flit up to find your own and a smile breaks out on her face as you draw near. The rest of the table's attention breaks away from conversation as they focus on you walking up to them. Eren’s eyes leave Armin to meet your own, and your heart skips a beat when you take in the rich green and blue irises.

“Took you long enough to find us! Armin was getting worried that you had gotten lost,” Sasha teases and Armin bawks at her.

“I did not,” he defends, but still a slight red hue dusts his cheeks. A giggle leaves you and you lean against the side of Jean’s chair. Armin leans forward and turns slightly towards Eren at his right.

“Eren, this is Y/N, she goes to school with us,” he starts and turns to you, “Y/N, this is Eren.” You look over to him and give a soft smile.

“It’s nice to finally meet you. These goons never shut up about you, especially Jean. Although I suspect it’s because he’s had a man crush on you since y’all were in high school,” you teased, and Jean elbows you in the side in retaliation.

“Eh, don’t try to be cute now.” Jean looks over at you annoyed, eyebrows scrunched together.

“Oh stop it, you love me,” you say, looking down at him.

“In your dreams,” Jean smirks and you turn back to Eren. He sits there with an indiscernible look while he watches the two of you interact.

“Nice to meet you,” he acknowledges with a slight nod of his head before picking up the Ultra that sits in front of him and taking a long pull from it. For some unknown reason, the action sends a pang of disappointment through you. From watching him interact with his friends, you were expecting a warmer welcome, but you guess you really shouldn’t be surprised since these are the people that he’s known for years. You’ll just have to wait and see.

“Well, I’d love to hang out longer but I actually came over to tell y’all I was leaving. I have a paper that I still need to finish for Accounting,” you announce, garnering a disappointed groan from Connie.

“But that paper’s not due for another two days. Are you sure that you can’t stay a while longer?”

“I have some other things that I need to do tomorrow night that I want to have time to do, so I’ll have to do the paper tonight and tomorrow morning to finish.”

“Like what,” he pushes, making you start to panic looking for an excuse.

“Just work stuff that they want me to look at before my next shift, but I’ll hit you guys up the next time I have some free time, alright,” you say trying to compromise before standing up off of Jean’s chair. You look at Eren one last time and smile.

“Eren, it was nice meeting you. Hopefully next time we meet I’ll be able to stay a little longer.” Eren leans back into his seat and crosses his arms while still holding his beer, a thoughtful look replacing the blank one. In an instant his eyes widen just a fraction and his face goes lax. He leans forward and rests his elbows on the table.

“Yeah absolutely. I look forward to the next time we hang out,” he says. Confusion washes over you as you try to put together why he looked at you in .such a way. You blink, then turn to say goodbye to the rest of your friends before you walk away, still thinking about the way Eren was acting.

The next day you were finally able to complete your paper in time for you to start setting up for your next stream. Although you didn’t have many guests over anyways, you didn’t have to take everything down and hide it all, but it made you feel better that even if someone was to come over unexpectedly, they wouldn’t have any idea about what you do in your free time. You had already showered and shaved in preparation for tonight, and even though you have done the same routine many nights before, you never fail to become anxious. The thought that someone you know could recognize you, or that your future husband could find out and never look at you the same again terrified you. It leaves a heavy feeling in your stomach as you undress and turn off the overhead light, flipping on the LEDs behind your bed frame to obscure your face just enough so that from a distance, you can’t really make out your face. Your camera is set on its tripod, facing your bed, and your laptop was ready with the stream screen pulled up. All you had to do was turn the stream on.

You take a breath to try and make the nerves go away, but no matter how many times you try, they never do. The stream flicks on with a red dot appearing in the top corner of your laptop, signaling that you were live. Slowly, people begin to tune in, and then start talking to you in the chat. A few ask how you are doing and how your day was, while others just simply voice their excitement for your stream. You smile softly and giggle, plopping on your bed and sitting cross legged on the sheet-clad mattress.

“Hi everyone, good evening. Yes, I’m going great, super excited for tonight for you guys,” you start, pulling one of your knees up and resting your cheek on it. One viewer jumps the gun and donates $20 immediately, which in turn opens the door for others to start sending in their own.

“Thank you all for tuning in. I love that you guys are here with me tonight,” you continue and lean over your bed to your nightstand, grabbing the small bottle of lube that you keep handy. Flipping back over onto your butt, you push yourself back against the two pillows you already have propped up against the headboard. Your legs let themselves relax, splaying open for the camera to show off your bare cunt. At this point, you kind of tune out the chat, but your eyes still flick up the laptop screen to check on it. The top of the screen keeps your biggest donation pinned, and your breath almost catches when you notice that you missed jaegerbomb139’s $100 donation. 

glad to make it. hope you’re not working yourself too hard for us. 

A small smile makes its way onto your face as you read his message. Popping open the cap, you squeeze a fair amount of the water based lube onto your index and middle fingers, slicking them up before bringing them down to your lips. 

“Thank you for the hundred dollar dono, jaegerbomb139. That’s very generous of you, but I’m fine, thank you for asking,” you answer, your fingers dragging themselves around your cunt, coating it with the lube that they carry. A small sigh leaves your mouth and your eyelids slip shut as you finally dip them inside of the lips, letting them glide along the soft skin. At another chime, your eyes flutter back open and see that jaegerbomb139 sent another donation message.

is there anyone that you think about while you get off?

You’ve never gotten a question like that before, and it confuses you. Why would a viewer care about who you think about? Wouldn’t they rather not ask and just envision themselves to help live in the fantasy?

“Uhh, no actually. I just focus on myself and what I’m feeling at the moment,” you explained, tilting your head slightly. While you can’t watch porn while you’re streaming, you’ve become accustomed to just focusing on what you’re feeling, and because of school and work all of the time, you haven’t necessarily had any time to go out and meet people. In short, it’s been a while since you’ve had anyone to think about.

Another chime.

really? there’s no one out there who’s chasing you? i find that pretty hard to believe.

A soft huff falls from your lips. Why would a viewer be concerned if you have suitors or not?

“Well, I guess it’s almost a good thing that there’s no one out there taking up my attention, or else I wouldn’t have any time for you guys,” you tease before rolling over again and picking up the blue rabbit vibrator that you always use. As an impulse decision, you bought it last year while at a sex store with one of your friends as a way to celebrate landing a new job. You know that it should’ve made you sick to your stomach to even think about using one before you’ve slept with someone, you couldn’t wait any longer. You wanted to know what it feels like. 

Taking more lube from the bottle, you go ahead and slick up the toy before bringing it down to your cunt, dragging it slowly up and down. Soft sighs leave you as you relax into the feeling of the silicone sliding against your clit. Even as you try not to think that there are people watching (real actual people), the chimes from the chat never fail to remind you, causing your face and chest to flush in embarrassment. Never in a million years did you think that you would be on full display for anyone to see, and the thought of it alone is enough to make you wonder what you did that led up to this situation. Maybe it was the decision to finally get away from your overbearing parents, or perhaps you just wanted to have a taste of what it was like to be on your own. Whatever it was, you didn’t mean to end up living paycheck to paycheck to try and stay afloat without groveling back to your parents’ feet, begging to come back home. It wasn’t an easy decision to start camming, but you’d be damned if you had to swallow your pride to go back home.

Your hand reaches over for your phone, turning on the lofi playlist that you typically use for a stream. Setting your phone back down on the bed, you go ahead and switch on the main part of the vibrator, making you inhale sharply. The pleasurable vibrations make your heart race and your eyes to slip shut again. Your breathing starts to get heavier as your head falls back onto the pillow. You scoot your butt down the bed to get comfortable and you widen your legs further as you grow increasingly turned on. You squeeze a bit more lube onto your cunt before you sink the toy into you, making you pull your bottom lip between your teeth to muffle a whimper that leaves you, your eyebrows furrowing at the feeling of the vibrator’s bulbous head pushing past your tight opening. A shaky breath escapes when it sinks fully into you, pushing against your cervix, the vibrations shaking the toy against the opening. Your head sinks further back into the pillow while your wrist starts moving the silicone toy in and out, angled up to drag along your front wall to stimulate your g-spot. Your breathing picks up speed and your eyebrows scrunch together as the pleasure begins to build low and slow in your gut.

Another chime pulls you from your focused state of mine, causing your ministrations to stutter, but you continue as you turn to look at the computer screen.

jaegerbomb139 has donated $100!

god you sound so fucking hot rn with that toy making you become a mess. i bet your face is all tight with how good it feels huh princess?

“F-fuck,” you whisper, the term of endearment sending tingles through you, and you throw your head back into the pillow once again. It’s no secret to your viewers that you have a praise kink, but for some reason when this viewer uses it, it makes a warm feeling bubble under your skin instead of making you feel dirty and gross like it normally does.

Your legs relax open even wider as your arousal grows. Soft whimpers now spill from your lips as your wrist moves faster, now accustomed to the feeling of being full from the toy. You can’t help but slowly start to envision who jaegerbomb is. You see them as a man around your age, tall, with a deep voice that sends shivers down your spine as his lips brush your ear when he whispers into it. His calloused hands roaming over every part of your body, never failing to not leave anything untouched. His warm breath ghosting over your nipples as he teases if he will take on into his mouth while his hands glide down your sides to rest on your hips. One hand slides further down past your hip, fingers gliding over your thigh to your cunt, his thumb rubbing slow, hard circles into your clit that makes you gasp for air as the intensity makes your legs shake.

You angle the vibrator even higher against your wall and the sound of your cunt so slick with arousal that the toy slides in so damn easy that you don’t even need the lube anymore. You can feel the coil low in your stomach start to tighten, causing your legs to shake and wanton moans spill from your mouth. The pleasure keeps creeping up to immense heights but it seems that you’ve plateaued; your body continuously teasing you with release as it gets so fucking close but you keep coming back down. You let out a whine of frustration as it happens a third time, but you don’t want to give up because it will be so much worse starting from square one but you don’t know how you can find what you need to push you over the edge-

Ding.

come on baby, come for me like the good girl i know you are.

And just like that, fireworks erupt throughout your body. Your back bows up off of the mattress and your mouth falls open into a silent scream. Something warm gushes past your fingers but you don’t pay mind to it, not yet. Your hand next to you is gripping the sheets so tight you’re afraid that they’ll rip. For a second you can’t hear anything as the donations pour in now that you’ve orgasmed, only the thundering of your heartbeat in your ears. After a moment, your body finally collapses back into the mattress as your breathing is still accelerated as your body tries to recover from whatever you just felt. Your eyes flutter back open and your hearing comes back to you a second later, and you notice that there’s still chiming. When you look back at the screen, you see yet another donation from jaegerbomb at the top.

see? you did so well sweetheart. now don’t forget to take care of yourself, i’d hate to hear that something happened because of how hard you worked for me.

Well, maybe you do have someone you think about while doing streams now.