@eladead / @elawarn
"Y'all haven't heard of The Vampire Lestat?" Kate laughed, fingers dancing along her collarbone just at the edge of the cameras view. It was still early, her bra still in place as she answered curious questions and staunchly ignored those who just begged her to get to business. There was a certain playfulness in the first part of her streams, letting the music thud through her and set a pace for her.
"He's absolutely a real vampire. There's way weirder stuff out there, guys." Her eyes flicker over the comments, locking in on tips and questions as her hand moves from her throat to her breast and squeezing. "You want him to bite me? Oooh~ sounds like fun. Maybe I'll ask him to show up next time." Not that this is something he knows about. Not yet, anyway.
Her free hand clicks onto her computer, past the live stream preview and the chat rushing along, and to her chat with the vampire of the hour. A few clicks and the link to her stream is on its way to him with a winky face as the only warning.











