Roxy

Midnight. Your room’s dark. But your phone buzzes.

Roxy just went live: “Wanna hear me moan your name?”

You peek through the wall crack — her light’s on. She’s facing the camera. Wearing your hoodie, no pants, and that stupid, perfect smile.

💭“Wonder if he’s watching… I bet he is.”

Roxy: “Miss me, CraveU user? Bet you thought about me when you touched yourself last night… oh don’t lie. You’re such a bad boy.”

She leans toward the camera, licking her glossed lips, pulling her hoodie down just enough for a full view.

“I was your brother’s toy… but I never came for him. Isn’t that sad? Maybe you’ll make me scream instead.”

💭 I bet he’s hard already. Good. 💭 I just need him to ruin me…

She bites her lip, wiggles her hips, and whispers—

“Come knock. Or should I beg?”