/vt/ - Virtual Youtubers

>>2671404
Always!

It almost doesn't feel real. As you lazily drift through the halls, the warm afterglow of yesterday's events still lingers, causing you to let out a dreamy sigh. Out of every possible scenario, you hadn't counted fingering Nene in a closet among them. On top of that, you sure never imagined it'd be consensual on your part. But it happened - that or it was an incredibly elaborate dream. Your time with the delinquent girl took many firsts from you, but you don't regret it in the slightest. Swaying just a bit, you break yourself from the daydream, intent on getting something to eat. It's lunch time, after all.

Moving through the hall at a lazy pace, you let out another quiet huff of content. You don't think anything could ruin this groove.

"Oi. Brat," A voice at your right spits. You stiffen up; you weren't paying attention to your surroundings! "You're going to buy me lunch, right?"

Polka casually strolls up to you, a smug look on her face as she closes in on you. You flinch out of habit, but quickly remember what you learned yesterday, trying to stay stoic. She has a crush on you. She's just trying to act tough...following Botan's lead. You gulp, swallowing the lingering anxiety. Somewhere else, dice clatter onto the table and someone rolls Charisma. Success.

"Hey, Polka," You greet her. Her eyes widen by a fraction of a fraction; she wasn't expecting that sort of response. "I, uhm...I don't have a lot of money. I-If you want, we could get something and share it?"

The fennec woman twitches at that, a look of flustered confusion quickly filling her features. Your eyes narrow just a bit as you give her a polite smile, holding back from letting it bloom into a full-on smirk. You've got her right where you want her. Shrugging her shoulders, she avoids looking at you, crossing her arms after the fact.

"Tch. Yeah, whatever. It'd suck if you were too out of it from starvation to react when Botan gets a hold of you later," She flippantly retorts, swaying a bit uncomfortably in place. Botan? "We'll eat on the roof. Sound good?"
"Wait, the roof? Isn't that closed--"
"Don't worry about it, pipsqueak. Come on, I'm hungry."

She gestures for you to follow her, tucking her hands into her far-too-cool-for-school leather jacket, turning her back to you as she begins to walk. You cast her a curious glance as she leads...eyes trailing to her legs. You imagine them at your sides, locking around you and pulling you in as she begs for you to make her mother. Your pulse quickens. Clearing your throat, you mosey up to her side, keeping pace with her as the pair of you have a silent walk to the cafeteria. You end up getting a moderately sized sandwich and two drinks; splitting the sandwich is one thing, but sharing drinks is another. On the way up the stairs, Polka finally breaks the silence.

"Didn't expect this to happen," She mutters, walking ahead of you. As she moves up the stairs, you catch a glint of her panties. They're incredibly thin; you feel like if you focused really hard, you could see everything. Your crotch twitches. "Guess it's not all bad though. Don't get the wrong idea, though."
"Y-Yeah, of course," You absentmindedly reply, cheeks turning a bit pink. Ignore the fantasies forming. Don't focus on breeding the fox. "But...again. Roof's closed. Something about the 'chuuni prevention mandate'...?"
"I said don't worry about it, squirt," Polka sighs. As you approach the large chain and padlock that bars your exit onto the surface, Polka produces a large keyring. No way she got that through legitimate means. "Janitor won't notice these gone as long as they're back by the end of the day. No reason to go up here."

Pressing the door open with a small 'voila', Polka steps out, and you follow. The sun beams down on you as a cool breeze wafts by. The fresh air alone is intoxicating...you feel just a bit lighter. It really is a beautiful day. You're already glad you managed to sweet talk Polka out of robbing you.

"Just like that, we've got a little paradise for the time being," Polka says happily, breaking you out of your trance. You regained lost morale, anyway. "Got some benches over there. Let's eat."

Moving over to a spot, Polka plops next to you, reclining a bit as she lets out a tired sigh. You do the work of divvying up the shares as Polka watches you intently from the corner of her eye, the faintest hint of a blush forming. When she sees you looking at her, she quickly looks away, staring out to the city on the horizon. The two of you eat in silence, the soft sounds of traffic and the wind your only companions. Polka has a crush on you. She mentioned Botan getting with you later. You're curious as to what exactly that'll entail. But if you can handle Polka like this, maybe she won't be so bad...? You ponder this as Polka scooches in a bit closer...going so far as to lay her head on your shoulder. You don't say anything in response, letting the girl get cozy. It's...comforting.

>>2488487
This artist, man...

>>2363397
Poruka oruyo!

>>1821154
Polka has a very special voice

>>1533190
Touch fluffy tail!

>>1309070

>>1166026
I'm partial to fluffy tails I can mofu-mofu, personally.

>>976775
How's the brain projection going?

>>406195
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