I like to watch

[byok]

CONSENSUAL VOYEURISM You don't know that I know / You watch me every night / And I just can't resist the urge / To stand here in the light What goes on between the walls of whatever little abode you call your own should stay there, in theory. In practice? Well, you've gained a secret (or not so secret) admirer, someone who watches you in your own safe spot, during your most intimate and private moments...when you're the most vulnerable. It could be anyone: somebody you know, a friend, an enemy or a complete stranger. Most people would rightfully flip the fuck out, and understandably so, but not you. There's something incredibly appealing - and arousing - about watching them watch you. Maybe it's because you're attracted to them, you never thought they'd think of you this way, or you just feel a little naughty. So, at any rate, you'll let them watch you, and perhaps even add some more action to your daily routine just to tease them and see how they respond. You could, of course, easily close the curtains, but this is too much fun. Besides, it's not like this will go any further than some cheeky peeking... ...right? Comment with your character, preferences, desired role, etc. Do both characters know that the one being watched knows their being watched? Will this lead to anything beyond a sneak peek? It's all up to you! Reply to others. Thread. This meme is inspired by the song "I Get Off" by Halestorm, if you need some mood music.

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this is rare ship city, but if ur interested in a Jade...

[fieldnote]

[ Like most things involving Mostro Lounge, it had started because of madol.

For some reason or another, the lounge's plush bathrooms had become something of a hanky panky hotspot at one point. For Azul, of course, it wouldn't do for customers to get off on the premises without him getting his due, so he'd systematized – and monetized – the entire situation. Now, for certain VIPs, there are rooms to book, company available to those who want it and, for clients who prefer to watch rather than get involved themselves, well... there are options for them, too.

Jade lets himself into the room – kitted out just like the rest of the lounge, only a much smaller space – for his shift for the evening. Elsewhere, a client will eventually settle in and open up a video feed of the room Jade is in. There's the option to communicate via chat, with messages popping up on a terminal on a small side table, or via voice, plus the additional feature of a voice masking software for those who didn't wish to disclose their identity. Some clients talk to Jade the whole way through, bringing up special requests or simply because they enjoy the interactive element, while others prefer saying nothing at all.

It's not long before the indicator light on the wall-mounted camera turns green, showing that a client has logged on. Slowly, Jade gets up from the armchair he'd been sitting in and casually starts undoing his blazer, as if he's amid the privacy of his own bedroom, unaware that he's being watched... except for the way he lifts his head to offer a coy, sidelong look at the camera. Some clients prefer the illusion that they're spying, while others, again, prefer more interaction ... Jade will have to see what this person is in the mood for, whoever they might be. ]

all ships fill me with power

[ignihidden]

[Idia feels like some part of this might be his fault. He might have been the technological bridge that allowed Azul to realize that turning a problem into a freebie cam show was a business opportunity. From there, it just seemed to get wildly out of hand. Anything that could turn a profit should do so exceptionally and now there was practically an escort service being run on school grounds.]

[... but damn if the quality wasn't always tempting.]

[There was especially a comfort when it came to someone like Jade. The twins that hung around Azul were- scary, terrifying, nightmare-inducing! Yet also enticing like a yandere route in a visual novel. And they weren't bad looking either. That was clearly an open secret, considering how Azul set them to work and the numbers they got within this system.]

[Idia's not confident that Azul wouldn't sell him out as part of the userbase. He's just confident in covering his own tracks. He lounges in his room, one hand tapping on a phone game while the other types out a quick,]

just go for it like ur alone plz

[And if the mood struck him, he could change. Jade was at least much easier to send things to.]

[fieldnote]

[ The terminal lights up with a new message and Jade glances at it – short and to the point. Hm. It's not that much to go on – some clients send extensive specifications before the session even begins – but it's enough.

There's the kind of thing Jade usually does when he's truly alone, but clients don't generally mean that when they request it, of course. They still always expect a certain level of theatricality. Jade keeps this in mind as he drapes his blazer over the back of the chair, moving to undo the buttons of his shirt next – slowly, leisurely. Tantalizingly revealing inch after inch of skin. He always does get plenty of positive comments about his musculature after all.

He doesn't take off the shirt all the way, just pushes it off his shoulders so his front is exposed. Then he sinks back into the chair luxuriously, running his hands down over his chest, scratching lightly with his nails. On his next pass, he pays attention to his nipple, circling and then pinching hard, gasping lightly at the sensation.

He might be playing it up for the camera, but there is some honesty in this. He does always enjoy a little pain. ]