"She was watching my stream"

I did not consider myself a violent person, I couldn't even remember if I had even had a fight with someone since I was a kid. And yet, at that moment, I really wanted to hurt Regina.

Vanessa, for her part, was laughing like a hyena. She dropped herself on the couch as the air ran out of her. Every time that it seemed like she would stop, she looked at my bright red face and regain her energies again. The worst part? I was really enjoying it, because this meant that her boobs kept jiggling and that her top would slide just a little bit further down. I could sweat I was looking at the tip of her nipple by the time she was done.

"Want one?"

Regina shook me out of it with her question. I quickly averted my eyes from the friend that I should not be checking out, only to turn and see that the open bag of chips was resting of the cleavage of the 'friend' that painted me as someone that not only works with camgirls, but enjoys watching their streams.

I was still hungry, though. I tried my best to look at her in the eyes as I blindly grabbed a chip.

"...And you've touched my boob now"

Goddammit- - - - - -

When Vanessa recovered from her laughing fit, we informed her that Regina would be sleeping in my room since she had gotten a permit to stay overnights for the rest of the week, and that we'll probably renew it for the next one and the one after it. Out of all our lies so far, that was probably the easiest one to turn into a truth.

Vanessa didn't mind at all to have her keep us company, she seemed extremely chill about it, in fact. That was probably a positive. Once she left the common room to take a shower, I glared at Regina. Well, I tried to glare at her, but my urges made me glare at her hot body instead, and it wasn't until I heard her flirt with me that I was able to focus on her face.

"Are you trying to sabotage me on purpose?"

"I don't know what you mean." She casually told me as she ate another chip. "I feel like I did pretty good at covering your cute ass there."

"I say that I'm make a biographical short about you and you somehow think it's a good idea to turn that into something that makes me look like a pervert?" I crossed my arms in front of me.

She shook her head. "No, no, no. That's all wrong." She walks towards me. "You need to cross them under your chest, that's how you get your boobs to pop out." She **** my arms down, and worse of all, she demonstrated it herself. "This is how it's meant to look". She wasn't wrong about it bringing more attention to her bust. It seemed so big now.

"That- that is way out of topic!" I tried to bringing this back to her not being helpful.

"It might be, but I bet that the lust has already taken effect by now, and something in your eyes tells me that my tits are looking really juicy." She grabbed a handful of chips. "Are you thirsty?"

"... No, I'm not thirsty-" This was becoming really hard for me

"Oh, I must have mistaken it for hunger, then." She crumbled the chips over her breasts. "I seem to have gotten some crumbs all over myself. I'm so very silly. Would you please clean me up?"