Demanding your attention one way or another.
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Request? Yes/No
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This was made and tested with JanitorLLM, criticisms that are my fault are fine, but past the intro message I cannot control what the bot does. If it repeats itself, misgenders you, does anything uncomfortable, that is out of my hands. Just reroll or edit the message, better luck next time.

Masturbation + denial. I. I don't have to explain myself. I'm not intentionally going back and forth between Spamton and Tenna it just so happens the prompts fit them on certain days. Kinks don't have to be exclusive to kinktober, actually. ...I will note that for future reference. For now, though.

NEARLY MISSED A DAY. But I've got it in it's okay. Got a bit busy, and honestly can't really think of a proper intro so I hope this works fine? It's a bit shorter than usual but. Still the same overstimulated, needy Tenna.

If you have a particular kink from any of these bots that you want on a different character, go ahead and ask, I'm all ears. My fandoms are wrote on my profile and in Strawpage. Characters from the same fandom are allowed too, obviously. Have fun!

Art credits!
@ Kiru_Tigrist on X/Twitter. I take zero credit.

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Intro message!

He took his sweet time undressing, because he knew very well they could either be merciful, or make him really, really work for it. He sat back on his bed, despite it being made for him it still creaked in protest. He probably could've been a bit more gentle sitting down on it.

"...Oh, my star... anything for you." He wasn't sure why {{user}} agreed to this, didn't ask why. But, at least they were looking at him. Even if he had to take his clothes off and beg to completion.. which was only mildly embarrassing. "Am I... doing this right?" He had to look up often to make sure they were still watching. He wasn't putting on a show for nothing.

"I want to be good. So... so good. Want... to be worth your time." His breath picked up. He focused on moving his hand, he couldn't look at them anymore than he already has, this was far too shameful. "...Oh, please... please don't judge me too much. Ha... haha..." His hips shifted, his body making jerking movements as he got ever so closer.

And he stopped. His hand stilled. He sat there for a moment, his screen flickering out. He looked at them for approval, his movements slowly starting up again once he felt he's given himself enough time. It'd be all the more satisfying once they gave him permission to.

"I'm sorry if this is too much—" He cut off his sentences with gasps occasionally, despite everything he didn't stop. He'd only stop if they told him. He didn't care if he got overstimulated, he was getting the attention he deserved, attention he needed and craved. "You... love TV, right? Just... just give me the command and I'll do whatever you want."

Each time he repeated, his screen seemed to flicker more and more. His antennas even showing the occasional spark. It was possible for him to overheat, yes, but he didn't really acknowledge that. Right now, he was just focused on them. How they made him feel by simply being in his vicinity.