Lynn demands tribute from Rosa.

"Oh God Bunny Hapa," Rosa groaned. She couldn't stop staring at the ceiling, reveling in the fact that her idol was knuckle-deep inside of her. "That's perfect, right there, please don't stop."

"Tell me more," Lynn growled, pushing herself even harder against Rosa's body. She was grinding her naked pussy against the porcelain sink now. It was cold, and it hurt a little, but it felt so incredible. Every time Rosa moaned it felt like heaven on her ears, and that made the sensation between her legs twice as good. She rocked her wrist against Rosa's body, plunging her fingers inside her as deep as she could. She was tight, and the walls of her pussy were clenching around Lynn's fingertips.

"I donate to your Patreon," Rosa said through gritted teeth. "I don't have a lot of money so I can't give much but I give every single month." She was riding the wave of Lynn's surprising passion, amazed that such a begrudging, transactional act could feel so good. Rosa was inches away from her peak, but she was dedicated to getting there. She bucked her hips against Lynn's fingers and scratched little claw marks right above Bunny Hapa's ass as she held on for dear life.

"What level of patron are you?" Lynn asked between kisses on her fan's neck. "How much money do you give me every month?" If Lynn had been 'sober'-- not drunk on her own fame-- this line of conversation while she was deep inside another woman's pussy might have made her feel like a cheap whore. Instead though she felt like a blazing goddess, one whose worshipers offered her tributes, and the vision of herself that she saw in the mirror over Rosa's shoulder reflected that. She was beautiful, even in her nakedness, even with two fingers up some strange girl's cunt. She was Bunny Hapa, the goddess of cosplay and streaming and pussy.

"I can only afford ten dollars a mo~oh~ohhhhhhnth," Rosa screamed as she came. She slumped down onto Lynn's shoulder, her saliva dripping down her idol's naked back. This was a surprisingly good view of Bunny Hapa's spectacular rear end, she found. "But once, I paid an extra twenty dollars to be at the top tier for a month and get a piece of your old cosplay."

Lynn pushed Rosa back against the mirror and pulled her fingers out from between the legs of her oh-so-devoted fan. She shoved those two wet fingers into Rosa's own mouth and made her taste her own pussy, taste how hard Lynn had made her cum on the fingers of Bunny Hapa. "What did you do when you got that piece in the mail?" she demanded.

Rosa went white like a sheet as she watched Bunny Hapa draw her fingers from between her lips and slide them into her own mouth, licking them clean again. She came for a second time, even without anything between her legs but her bare pussy. "I- I-" she stammered.

"Admit it," Lynn growled. "Tell me what you did with it."

Rosa was paler than she had ever been before in her life. She looked away from Lynn, but found the cosplay idol's hand on her chin, forcing her to look her in the eye. "I fucked myself in your old bodysuit," she admitted with a deep shame hanging on every word.