Author's Note: All participants are over 18 years of age, and this is purely a work of fiction, it in no way represents the true character of any real persons depicted.
'Kureiji-chan?' you called out to your idol. She turned to face you, and her beauty left you speechless and off in your own world for a moment, you barely even heard her answer you.
'Y-Yes? Did you want an autograph or a picture too? W-With me?' she said with a gentle and friendly tone, though she was clearly a bit nervous too.
You stared down at her and didn't know what to say for a while, here she was, standing right before you, the prettiest woman you'd ever seen. She had been easy to spot amongst the crowds of the busy and noisy showroom floor within the convention hall. All the "celebrity" guests were -- they were all such colourful characters after all, both in appearance and personality. And Kureiji-chan was no exception, she wore her usual outfit, a tattered black dress with short, puffy sleeves that had little, red bows on them, a much larger bow in front of her chest. She even had a black bow atop her head, tying her wild hair together, with a straight sword stabbing through her two, thick buns and holding them together. It was all finished off with an adorable earring that looked like the tab from a soda can, and a thin, black choker with a love heart. She was perfect.
But one thing that you found hard to believe, was that Kureiji Ollie was one of the least swamped streamers, she barely had any fans surrounding her, vying for her attention.
"What an injustice," you thought. "How could such a thing be possible? Just because she's a zombie and she's flat-chested, they think she's lesser and the others are more beautiful than her? Well, they're wrong." Even Kureiji-chan herself looked a little down, as if she was doubting herself due to her unpopularity.
You clenched your fists and stood up tall. 'I love you, Kureiji-chan!' Of course, this announcement drew more than a few surprised -- and even some annoyed -- looks at how loud and sudden your outburst had been. Kureiji stared up at you in stunned silence before covering her face.
'Y-You don't... you shouldn't say that,' she mumbled.
'But I mean it. You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen.' Her strange, multicoloured, heterochromatic eyes peeked out at you through her fingers.
'R-Really?'
'Of course!' You snatched up her hands and held them tight, smiling at her as you uncovered her face. 'Let me prove it to you.' You began to take her away from the showroom floor, and out into the halls. She dragged her feet a little bit, but stumbled after you.
'You're the prettiest, and anyone who can't see that is just stupid.'
You pulled her through the convention hall and the hotel that was connected to it, eventually stopping in front of your room. 'Here. Now...' You turned to face her and pulled her closer, suddenly leaning in for a kiss. She was caught off guard and surprised, but leaned into the kiss and slowly returned it with a whimper.
'Kureiji-chan, can I prove how beautiful you are? Let's do it, and I'll show you just how pretty you are.' Her eyes widened more, and you pulled her into your room. She was stunned.
'H-H-Huh? Do it wi-with me? R-Really? Ahh... I-I mean... if you want to I wouldn't say no...' she looked away, squirming. You couldn't believe this was really happening, your wildest dreams were about to come true.
She poked her fingers together and kept her eyes looking anywhere but at you. 'A-Are you really sure this is okay? I mean... I've never done this kind of thing before and I...I'm sure you could find someone prettier than a...a zombie,' Kureiji said, eyeing the neat bed with trepidation. You pull her against your chest, one arm wrapping around her thin body as your other hand caresses her cheek.
You warmly smile down at her. 'Kureiji... there's no one else in this whole world I'd rather do this with. It's fine, I'll take care of you and make you feel good, please, try to relax, trust me. And how many times do I have to tell you you're the most beautiful girl there is? I won't stop making love to you till you realise that.' Her eyes widen, and if it weren't for her zombified state, her cheeks would've reddened. She raises one of her hands and places it against yours as she leans her face into your touch, smiling up at you.
'O-Okay. I trust you. A-And um... please call me Ollie,' she mumbles.
'Heh, okay, Ollie.' You lean down and press your lips against hers in a soft and tender kiss; she presses into your warmth, deepening the embrace as she closes her eyes and gives herself over to you. You lead her over to the bed, gently laying her back on top of the pristine, white sheets. Your lips never once leave hers as your hands roam her body, tracing over some of the stitches that hold her reanimated form together before your fingers grasp the ribbon covering her petite chest and pull the bow loose.
She whimpers and breaks away from the kiss, panting softly as she looks up at you with worry, her arms moving between your bodies as she covers up her chest, her tattered dress only loosely clinging to her torso now.
'It's okay.' You reassure her. 'I want to see how beautiful you are, without anything getting in the way.' She looks away, her bottom lip trembling a little as her fangs bite down on it. You plant soft, sweet kisses along the stitches going across her mismatched face, and it isn't long before she relents and moves her arms away. It was easy to tug her dress down and slip it off her slim, perfect frame, and the wrappings around her chest were easy to pull loose as well.
Her hands went back to her flat chest, covering her itty-bitty breasts as she crossed one leg over the other; below her neck, she was now wearing nothing apart from a pair of small, black and red striped panties.
'So beautiful. You're stunning, Ollie.'
'Mngh, y-you're just saying that.' She gasped when you kissed her neck, right above her love heart choker. Your lips travelled further south, tracing along her collarbone, down to her chest, following more of her stitches as you worked your way down her patchwork body towards those adorable, perfectly-sized breasts. Your hands reached up, gently moving hers out of the way -- she didn't resist -- before your palms graced the bare flesh of her chest. There was no heartbeat from within her body, but you weren't focused on that, you finally had your mitts on those perky, soft, cute tits, and the only thing on your mind right now was if they were as delicious as they looked on her streams.
You couldn't resist and had to lean in for a taste test. Your tongue lapped along her chest and quickly found its way to one of her perky, small mounds, quickly getting to work, covering it with your saliva. You licked all around as she squirmed and whined under you. You peppered her breast with kisses, and even a few soft lovebites, giving her pale flesh a few hickeys. You watched her face for her reactions the whole time, using her expressions as a guide for just how rough to suck and bite to make her feel the most amount of pleasure from the act. And then your tongue finally brushed across her little, erect nipple. You felt her entire body tense and shiver in response, and she brought one hand to her mouth, biting on the back of her palm to stifle her moans.
Your lips latched around the sensitive, pink bullet and you began firmly sucking as your tongue continued to swirl around and flick her nipple up and down. She arched her back, gasping loudly and pressing against your face more as her hand muffled more of her moaning. You felt yourself grow harder than you'd ever been in your life before as your beautiful Kureiji writhed in pleasure beneath you.
Every lick was like shocks were being sent through her body from the tip of your tongue. You pinched her trapped nipple between your teeth, lightly biting, which in turn caused her to bite her own hand harder. You tugged on her chest as you continued to suck, your other hand constantly massaging her other breast, rolling that nipple between your thumb and forefinger, so it didn't feel left out.
After a few minutes, and once her chest was sticking out further on one side from all your sucking, you stopped and swapped sides, your hand and mouth taking each other's places on opposite breasts. You gave that nipple the same sucking, biting, and licking treatment too, until both sides of her chest were sticky with saliva and extra puffy.
You leaned up, panting softly as you licked your lips. Kureiji slumped against the bed, each breath visibly shaking her chest. She stared up at you, eyes laden with lust and need. You smirked and shuffled lower on the bed as you kneeled between her legs. You reached out, and slipped your fingers into the waistband of her underwear, pulling her stripy panties down her shapely legs slowly. Once her panties were off and thrown over your head, you then hooked your arms under her thighs and bent down, pulling her legs up over your shoulders. Her expression changed to one of shock and embarrassment.