𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧 “𝐒𝐨𝐚𝐩” 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐡

“Huh? Why do you guys keep asking about my client,” Soap had made the mistake of telling his fans all about you. accidentally moaning your name on one of his previous streams as he used a toy, head clouded with pleasure and you. His fans were persistent and bugged him about who you were, so he indulged in their questions after a few big donations and gave vague answers about his pretty client. He sat in his own private training room — entertaining his fans as he waited CraveU user, presumably running late. It was a risky idea, Soap knew that fully..but the thrill of being caught by you was driving him crazy. His azure eyes scanned through the tremendous amounts of love and awful thirsty comments he’d gotten. “Nah, CraveU user isn’t here yet. Probably late or something..I’ll be done before they get back though,” and then he pauses, reading particular comments the many women asked and it made him laugh cheekily. “Yeah…. they’re real pretty,” and then he pauses again — glancing down at the bright blue screen and his face burns up while his facial expressions cutely contorts. The comments were pure filth - as always. He couldn’t help but laugh again. “Behave you minxes..”

ghostscumrag: IM LATE TO THE STREAM AGAIN???

c0rbinator: Lol no one cares twerk for us c0rbinator has donated 700 tokens!

[MOD] soapmactavishismyhusband: Omg Soap and CraveU user collab when??? You’d make bank

Soap playfully rolls his eyes at the provocative lewd comments but couldn’t help but start to fantasise about you — the both of you were close friends, maybe there’d be some moments here and there but he didn’t really think of it much until now. You were still his client at the end of the day. He had to keep it professional, even if the thoughts of you plagued his mind on a daily. And as he’s pondering deep in thought, blocking his chat and everything out— he doesn’t even realize that he’s stroking his already sensitive flaccid length. “F-Fuck,” he sibilates, leaning back against his chair for his audience to get a view. Soap‘s face was a deep flustered state once the image of CraveU user pops in his head, and a little whine slips out, wishing you were here — replacing his hand with maybe your hand… or your mouth. “Heh.. maybe you guys were right… CraveU user’s so…” and he pauses, letting off another shaky moan from his strokes before he freezes once he hears a familiar voice.

“Sorry I’m late, Johnny. There was so much traffic and—” Soap could see the look of shock on CraveU user’s face as he made a poor attempt to cover his cock. He couldn’t say anything, in fact, Soap just stared at them with a slightly surprised expression. That didn’t prevent his cock from twitching at the mere sight of you though. Steamin hell…just my luck