As he watched Altare set up the equipment, rpr wasn't so sure if he really wanted to be a part of this. The blue haired leader of guild Tempus turned around and made a silly noise and all the doubt was gone. He had to do this.
Altare had been trying to earn some extra money for a while. The expenses for beauty products, tea, girl guild cookies, and romance novels were eating into their guild funds. One day he found an advertisement offering a lot of money for fun and easy work and he knew he had no other option than to try it out. Finding out about the nature of the work didn't deter him, it made him only more interested. But knowing what he had to do, he figured he would need help and went to the one person who had already helped him out a lot in the past.

That's how rpr ended up in Altare's bedroom, watching the blue guy from the side, imagining what he would be allowed to see. When Altare was done preparing the equipment he sat down on his bed and declared that it would be time to start the show. Altare had told rpr that anyone who wanted across all of Elysium would be able to watch him and make comments or suggestions in exchange for money. This was going to be his first "performance" and rpr saw that he already had several hundred people watching him and spamming in the chat, sending money and suggestions for poses and toys he should use.

Altare didn't know about this, he just giddily introduced himself to his watchers. "When I heard about this opportunity I was a bit shy at first but when a good friend agreed to help me I knew this was right. Please guys welcome my co-star."
rpr didn't know what was happening when Altare suddenly got up from the bed and dragged him along.
"Wait, what, I'm just here to read the chat and give directions-." The reaper was stammering and hiding his face with his hand, not wanting to be recognized and trying to stay out of frame as much as possible.
"But that's no fun. Come on, I wanted to do it together with you!" Altare said in that soft but bratty voice of his and rpr‘s worries about being recognized vanished. The next thing he knew he was already undoing his pants after ripping off Altare's clothes. The young leader immediately joined in, extremely receptive to every small movement. When rpr stopped for a second to look at Altare's body he knew it was his perfect chance to wrap his hands around rpr's head and move it towards his chest. The reaper got the memo and started licking and kissing leader's chest, moving up and down at the center towards the collarbone while resting his hands on Altare's hips, drawing small circles on them that got slightly bigger each time until they were big enough for rpr to fully reach and grab his ass.

Altare tried to keep it down because he knew that stalling would earn him more paid comments but had a hard time sticking to it. He desperately wanted to give in by attempting to stroke rpr‘s dick althought it proved difficult as he couldn't concentrate while his chest was being assaulted. It became even more exhausting when rpr got closer to the sides of his chest but never quite reaching his destination. Couldn‘t the guy to just get over it and play with his nipples? However much he enjoyed the teasing, he wanted the real thing. As if he could read his mind, rpr lingered where he was for a bit before quickly running his tongue over one of Altare‘s nipples, sending a shock down his entire body. Whatever that feeling was, Altare wanted more of it and he wanted it right now but rpr had a different plan, got up from the bed and walked over to the streaming equipment to read comments for what positions they should try out.
Panting heavily, his body covered in sweat, lying on his bed and barely able to move, Altare became irritated by how rpr was able to calmly stand there and read through comments while his body was burning up. He barely even registered it when rpr returned to the bed to try out the first requested position and started rubbing his dick against Altare‘s chest. The way it slid against his skin in a rythmic fashion up and down the center of his pectorals turned him on more than he would ever like to admit. His body didn‘t care about what he was thinking, though, and his shoulders bended forwards while his hands instinctively moved to press his chest together, to create more friction. Still, at the same time, locking his gaze with rpr‘s scowl peering directly into his soul. The way he clenched his teeth, furrowed his brows, the way he breathed- Altare wanted to memorize all of it, analyze it to try and predict what the shinigami‘s next move would be. As the speed of his thrusts increased, the guild leader tried to communicate his anticipation for rpr‘s load spreading over his chest through desperate moans but when that same guy retracted his penis, he could only whine in disappointment. Drawing his one hand across his chest he felt ashamed for how desperate he must have looked when he realized that rpr had left a small trail of precum along his center pecs, using his fingers to try and scoop some of it up and lick it up. Rpr however seemed unfazed and didn‘t stop looking at Altare for even a second, his scowl only deepening as he reminded himself why they were doing this.

Again, before Altare even had a chance to register, they had switched positions, now lying on their sides, rpr behind him, lifting his leg up and burrying his face in the back of leader‘s neck. This was it, Altare was finally going to get what he had been waiting for but rpr had different plans. Whispering directly into the young leader‘s ear, asking him to show off his body to his viewers, and Altare, who had forgotten what they were originally doing, reluctantly followed along, stretching himself and flexng his muscles, still constrained by rpr‘s grip on him. The weirdness of it all was quickly forgotten again when rpr started licking Altare‘s neck, trailing up and down, slowly drawing a longer line each time, until he went all the way and reached his ear and continued licking.

"You know you‘re basically NTR-ing me right now," mumbled directly into Altare‘s ear, not even a millimeter apart, turned him on although he didn‘t understand the meaning of those words at first.
"I‘m the one having sex with you right now but we‘re only doing it because you want money. All these men watching you right now," the reaper continued alternating between whispering into his ear and licking, driving Altare insane by the second, although he didn‘t know how to respond to this. On the one hand, he needed rpr inside of him right now or he would never hear the end of it that he came bedsheets just from having his ear licked, and he was only seconds away from bursting all over his bed sheets. On the other hand, being made aware that they were being watched by thousands of people across Elysium and now rpr was talking about NTR or some shit. All these considerations quickly came to an end when rpr tightened his grip around his leg and Altare finally couldn‘t fight back any longer and came, shooting a long string several inches away, not even touching his bed sheets and directly ending up on the floor, a low, drawn out moan alongside it. Embarassed with himself, he tried hiding his face with his hands but rpr had another idea and so they ended up switching positions again, this time rpr lying on his back and Altare riding him.

Altare wasn‘t against another round but from rpr‘s talking he was becoming increasingly uncomfortable. Thousands of guys had just watch him shoot the furthest he had ever gotten simply from having his neck and ear licked. But he needed it, he had been waiting for rpr to use his hole, and when he felt the tip of rpr‘s cock brushing against his prostate his mind was gone again. The viewers who were sending even more paid comments, asking for them to do even more positions and try even more stuff, didn‘t concern him anymore as long as the reaper kept thrusting into him, feeling the shock with each push throughout his entire body, feeling his pecs bounce slightly with each thrust, hoping rpr was enjoying the view. But as much as he wished for rpr to enjoy this, he was mostly concerned with himself and getting closer and closer to cumming, and his partner wasn‘t making it any easier for him. Drawing his hands across the sides of Altare‘s torso, up and down, until he reached his chest and pushed them upwards, again only teasing his areolas. At this point, there was no sense in holding back his pathetic moans, letting his head fall back and sticking his tongue out. It was a matter of seconds before he was going to finish, and rpr repeatedly shouting at him to cum did the rest for him. As his seed, this time more watery than before, spilled and started pooling on the reaper‘s stomach, he felt rpr‘s semen filling him up, leaking from his hole, making him let out a bunch of pathetic "thank yous".

With no more stamina and strength left, he collapsed onto the bed, the only thought left in him hoping to repeat this experience as soon as possible, however forcing rpr to end the live delivery and clean him up. Seeing the absurd amount of money Altare had made, though, from Elysian men watching him get fucked, did spark some unsavory thoughts in rpr‘s mind.