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Neige couldn't believe it. She had already been frustrated by the fact Rook had taken her FIRST EVER gift from Vil, and now that she had the explanation, she was still annoyed! She didn't care if that apple juice was poison, that was from her queen! Even if she died, she'd have died REALLY really wet.
Just thinking about drinking that gift from her queen made her throb. She rubbed herself against her bed sheets desperate for friction. She loved Vil so much, she tried so hard every day so that Vil would notice her and talk to her! She really wanted Vi's love... She needed it. She wished she were rubbing up against Vil right now... She needed her so bad.
Nothing could compare to the touch of her queen. The few times she had been touched by Vil, her panties became soaked in minutes. She even took pictures of herself sometimes, hoping to send them to Vil some day... She wished her queen would look at her. She hugged one of her stuffed animals with another between her legs. She humped and grinded against the stuffed bunny.
Neige of course was known for her acting skills, and cute looks. Often being seen as youthful and innocent. She was anything but that. She loved reading the most deranged vil x reader fanfics she could find. And while she did use a lot of her money on charity, she also bought a lot of stuffies, sex toys, childish stuff, and vil merch. She had two whole cabinets for her vil plushies and photos and merch. She also really enjoyed dolls, so she had maybe five really high quality dolls she liked to dress up, two of which being custom painted to look like vil, and one to look like her. She also had a few little indulgences, or rather, a lot. She had the money, so she used it on stuff that made her happy. From diapers, to pacifiers, to cute onesies and baby bottles. And of course she loved to make stuff herself too. She had cute decorated shoe boxes in glitter glue and the like that contained pictures of vil she really loved, and she made a new bracelet every time she starred in a movie with vil, adding the date it premiered in movies in little number beads.
Neige was obsessed with vil and she was the cutest little degenerate. She loved Vil more than anyone else it the world, even rook! She would be better than rook...
Neige continued humping her stuffies, looking at a poster she had of Vil on her wall. Her queen was so beautiful... So sexual and seductive but so professional and cold. She rubbed extra hard as she looked at Vil's chest. She loved that poster because it was for a lingerie brand... Neige wanted so bad to be able to do such sexy brand deals... But she was known for being cute and innocent, so her PR manager never let her do those offers.
She stared up at Vil's voluptuous breasts. They were so big... And soft.. And squishy. She stopped rubbing on the stuffed animal to lay on her back and reach both hands down her panties. They were so wet... She circles one finger around her wet opening as the other hand uses its index and middle finger to rub her clit. As she rubs her clit she lets out small whines of pleasure, her face heating up. She slowly puts one finger in her hole, moving it around every so often as her movement on her clit becomes faster. Eventually her breathing becomes heaver and she goes until her hand won't let her. She sighs put in pleasure and relief. She pulls her left hand out of her hole and it's all sticky and goopy. She reaches for the tissues on her nightstand to wipe up her mess. Oh how hopeless of a little bunny she is when it came to her queen....