Alex Wang leaned back in his gaming chair. The glow of his multiple monitors cast harsh light across his face. He glanced at the clock on the corner of his screen. 

6:01 pm. 

"Alright chat, it’s about dinner time. My stomach’s growling already lol. I can’t believe we’ve been streaming this game for six hours. Shit’s fun, not gonna lie. Anyways, thanks for hanging out tonight. See ya’ll same time tomorrow." 

He hit the end stream button with a tired sigh. The gnawing of his empty stomach clawed at him. The words ‘AwpTTV Offline’ flashed on the main monitor. He grabbed his bottle off the side, chugging down a pre-mix that was essentially berry-flavored caffeinated water, ignoring the fatigued strain of his cheeks from talking all day.

Man, that game sucked. Good thing I’m playing something else tomorrow, he thought to himself.

Just as he stood up from his chair for a stretch, his phone buzzed on the desk. A Snapchat notification from someone saved as LazyMoon, aka Park Moon-hyeong or Moon. A girl who currently lives with him in a streamer mansion in Vancouver. 

A college dropout and a massive NEET, the nineteen-year-old Korean-Canadian streamer rarely left her room for the majority of the time they lived together. After helping with her streaming set-up when she moved in several months ago, he quickly discovered how much of a closeted freak she actually was. 

Although shy at first, after some playful teasing and a series of light touches, it became clear to Alex that she wanted more. Maybe it was loneliness or the mundanity of their lives that drew them closer, but all he had to do was ask politely, and she opened herself up almost immediately.

Since then, they have engaged in casual sex on an irregular basis, a way for both of them to relieve their boredom, and they have kept it a secret from the other streamers who lived with them.

He opened the Snap with a smirk, knowing exactly what kind of message was waiting from his housemate. The caption read, "Just woke up… you wanna fuck??" 

The photo showed Moon in a compromising position, clearly having tumbled sideways off her bed. Her thick, round ass pointed high in the air, barely contained by tiny red shorts that rode up her shapely thighs. 

Alex focused on her heavy breasts as they pressed flat against the floor, spilling out generously from a loose tank top. Her messy brown hair almost obscured her eyes and graceless expression, if not for the short bob cut and loose bangs that she sported.

A quiet laugh escaped him. This girl is clumsy as hell, but that body… if she wasn’t a Vtuber but an IRL streamer instead, she would get way more views.

Alex slipped out of his room quietly, navigating the large three-story mansion with quiet ease. Moon-hyeong’s room was on the third floor, while he was on the second. 

The mansion was mostly silent at this hour. The other housemates were either streaming or crashed out. Although none of them would be surprised if they had caught him slipping into her room unannounced. Hook-ups were allegedly rather common in other streamer houses, or so he had heard. But Alex cherished his privacy, and rumors spread easily, especially among the online circles. 

Thus, he slunk around carefully, moving up the stairs on light feet, avoiding the creaky spots he'd memorized over the months. 

Moon's door was ajar just enough. He pushed it open and stepped inside, closing it softly behind him.

She was still on the floor, pushing herself up with a disgruntled heave. 

"That’s fast! I’ve only just sent the pic," she whispered, her voice carrying that soft, shrill timbre that gave her online fame. "I can’t believe I fell off the bed again after waking up. How's the pic, though? Was it cute?"

"It was cute for sure, but you really should be more careful," he replied, with a low, amused voice. He crossed the room, carefully stepping over the piles of wrinkled clothing that littered her floor. So what if she was a slob? Most streamers were. 

His eyes traced her curves openly now. Especially at the way her full bust swayed as she lazily sat on her knees. 

Having grown up in a Chinese household himself, Alex was familiar with the Asian community in Vancouver, but Moon was unlike any other Asian girl he’d seen. She was slightly plumper in certain areas and a head taller than her peers. Exercise is certainly not part of the job, he remarked to himself. 

However, it didn’t bother him one bit, for she was plenty alluring, and arousal already stirred in his core. He reached down and helped her up, then pulled her close to him. Their bodies met with familiar ease, her soft, plush figure molding against his lean, slender frame.

Moon-hyeong's hands slid under his shirt immediately. "Something weird happened. I dreamt about you," she murmured against his neck. 

He glanced down a little to meet her eyes, for he was only slightly taller than her. 

Her fingers traced down his ribs, tugging at his waistband. “It was kinda hot. Maybe because we haven’t done it for a few days. Woke up super wet lol.”

“I was feeling it too. Great timing though, since I just ended stream.” 

Alex tilted her chin up and kissed her deeply. Their tongues met in a lazy, sloppy mess, the kind they both enjoyed. He tasted the earthy rawness of an unwashed mouth from someone who had just woken up. However, it wasn’t awfully unpleasant. 

Quite the contrary, it made him more aroused knowing the first thing she did was seek him out for quick pleasure. 

His hands roamed down her back, cupping the generous swell of her ass and squeezing, lifting her slightly. She moaned softly into his mouth, pressing her heavy breasts against his chest. The thin fabric of her tank top did little to hide how her nipples had already hardened.

They moved toward the bed together. He lifted her top, revealing her bare, ample breasts. They were massive, and they never failed to astonish him. Alex estimated them to be bigger than the coveted E cups, maybe even F cups. He eagerly leaned in, capturing one sensitive tit between his lips, sucking and swirling his tongue while his hand kneaded the other soft mound. 

Moon arched into him with a breathy gasp, stroking his hair. "Mmmm, you’re too good at that.” 

Alex ceased his suckling. “C'mon, let’s have a fast one; my tummy’s also growling like yours." 

A flicker of longing flashed across her eyes, but she politely nodded, biting her lower lip in anticipation.

He pushed her gently onto the mattress, stripping away her shorts and panties in one smooth motion. Her thighs parted invitingly, showing her glistening unshaved folds. She's always so eager for dick; no wonder she’s gotten pregnant before. A fact she divulged about herself after their first hookup when they shared about their past experiences. Apparently it was from a college dude she had met through Discord who cut all contact with her once he found out. 

Alex shed his own clothes quickly, his cock springing free, hard and throbbing with need. He was rather proud of his size, a stark contrast to his lanky build and average demeanor.

Lowering himself between her legs, Alex rubbed the thick head of his shaft along her slick entrance, teasing her clit until she whimpered. 

"Put it in already," she pleaded, hips rolling up toward him, forcing his tip inside her.

With a low groan, he slipped inside her raw, wet heat in one smooth thrust. Her walls clenched around him perfectly, hot and silky, as she softly gasped at the way his girth stretched her insides. 

He began pumping deep and rhythmic strokes that made her heavy breasts bounce with each impact. The sound of skin meeting skin filled the room, mixed with her soft, needy moans. He gripped her thick thighs, spreading her wider as he drove deeper, savoring how her body yielded under him. 

The thought of not using a condom initially bothered him, but she established early on that raw action simply felt better. Besides, she insisted she was already on birth control, assuring him there was nothing to worry about.

"Mmmm, harder," she gasped, nails digging into his shoulders. 

Alex obliged, pounding into her with building intensity. Sweat slicked their skin, and her shrilling pitch steadily grew higher by the second. He leaned down to kiss her again, muffling her cries as he hit that perfect spot inside her over and over. Her pussy fluttered around his cock, drawing him in greedily.

She felt incredible every single time; her body’s so soft and huggable, and although her pussy’s a bit loose, it still feels pretty nice. Alex couldn’t stop thrusting his hips, engrossed with the exhilaration.

Getting tired of leaning over her, he flipped her onto her stomach, pulling her hips up so her ass was presented high, just like in the pic she had sent. The view was intoxicating. 

Alex gripped her soft hips and slid back in, fucking her from behind with powerful thrusts. Moon buried her face in the pillow to stifle her moans, her body rocking forward with each deep plunge.

She turned her head to the side to catch her breath, revealing a thoughtless expression and eyes glazed over. “Keep going, I’m almost...”

Her inner muscles suddenly tightened, pulsing around him in waves as her orgasm hit. That was faster than usual. The sensation pulled him closer to his own climax, the swelling at his bulb now threatening to escape. 

As his thrusts grew more erratic, their bodies violently rocked to the motion, putting a heavy strain on the cheap bedframe that was already creaking in misery. 

Then, with one last unannounced thrust, Alex groaned loudly as he buried himself to the hilt, flooding her depths with thick, heavy spurts. 

Moon pushed back against him, folding her legs inwards behind his lower thighs, keeping him in place as she moaned with mindless ecstasy. He continued grinding through the pleasure, pushing out every drop until his cock stopped twitching inside her clenched pussy.

They collapsed together in a panting mess, piling himself on top of her. Alex dreamily slipped his hands beneath her frame, cupping her squished breasts in his palms. 

Moon-hyeong turned her head, a lazy smile on her flushed face. "Mmm, my head’s all fuzzy." 

All was well when her eyes suddenly widened. "Oh shit... did you cum inside me?”

Alex lifted his head from his stupor with a blank look plastered on his face. “Uh… yeah? You didn’t feel it?”

The heaviness in her womb made her anxiety spike. She wiggled her hips impatiently against him and tapped his arm, signaling him to get off. Alex hurriedly pushed himself off her plump body, his softening cock slipping out as he fell back between her legs. 

“Ah fuck, I forgot to tell you, but I’m off the pill…" she mumbled.  

Alex blinked, a mix of surprise and lingering heat coursing through him. Now then, she tells me? Right after I nut inside her without protection? The thought sent an unexpected fear through him, imagining the risk. 

"You serious? Why’d you stop?" he asked with great concern.

"I was gaining a bit of weight from them, so I stopped. But I haven’t gotten around to changing brands. I kinda forgot." She rolled over hastily, nervously checking her slick crotch with her fingers. 

His eyes widened at the sight of his cum slowly trickling out of her gaping entrance. There's a whole damn river in there. Usually he would relish the view, but now with the possibility of an unwanted accident, he wasn’t so sure. Shit, I should’ve pulled out.

Before he could respond further, Moon's eyes darted to her second monitor. Her face went pale. "Wait! Fuck! My subathon stream... it's still live!"

She scrambled off the bed and reached for her headset, quickly muting her mic for a second while frantic chat messages scrolled by. Her VTuber model suddenly sprang alive on screen, mimicking her frantic movements. 

The hell? She actually forgot that she was still streaming and then asked me to fuck her. This girl is a mess. 

Alex dressed quietly as she checked the live chat if anyone had caught on to what they were doing. 

They did. 

For the past five minutes, her chat room was being flooded with confused comments: ‘AYO, was LazyMoon fucking?’; ‘Guys, I don’t think it’s a bit’; ‘Damn, did you guys hear that? I think he nutted inside her’; ‘BROOO she’s cooked dawg, no pill?’; ‘Subathon more like fuckathon’.

"Uh, hey chat! Sorry about the weird noises. I was trying to build some new furniture for my setup and dropped a heavy part on my hand. It was so painful, chat." Her breathless voice was barely convincing anyone, but it did amuse Alex to witness it firsthand. "Don't worry, I'm good now. Let's begin our schedule of games early, yeah? Ignore the weird sounds, guys; I promise it's not sus."

The chat, unsurprisingly, continued to explode with skepticism and memes, but she powered through, announcing that it was only an elaborate prank and laughed it off poorly. It was all so hectic that she had already forgotten about the copious amount of semen still nestled deep in her womb while dribbles of it began to leak onto the faux leather of her gaming chair. She looked back at Alex and blew him an apologetic raspberry. He shook his head with an awkward grin before slipping out of her room as quietly as he'd entered. 

He headed back down the hall to his own space, his heartbeat racing from the notion that he might’ve accidentally knocked up the streamer e-girl he was casually hooking up with. Whatever. It is what it is. I’ve got dinner to worry about first.

… 

A month later, on a late evening, Alex was sprawled across his bed, repeatedly swiping right on his phone. Profiles of various girls flickered across his screen in steady rhythm. Some striking enough to pause on, others fading into the backlog without a second glance. It didn't matter. He just had to be lucky with a few. For guys like him, it remained a numbers game no matter how much he resisted admitting it. 

In his own defense, countless girls on the apps were doing the same, seeking a fun, casual relationship with no strings attached. And if it turned out there was potential for more, he wouldn’t mind it. That was how he met his first long-term girlfriend too, after meeting for a single night of fun. Then one night became many, and before he knew it, he loved her more than he had ever loved anyone else. 

They dated for two years when she had to move away to a different city. They initially agreed to maintain their relationship through online calls, but the distance and uncertainty ate her from within. Then the dreaded text arrived. Once she left, life didn’t feel right anymore. The mere thought of her made him sullen, and Alex swallowed hard against the sudden tightness in his throat, forcing back the sting that threatened to spill over.

Even now, memories of her would resurface in his dreams, and he woke up feeling raw and hollow. At least I had Moon to keep me company. Maybe that was why she kept me around, because she was probably going through the same thing. I wonder if she will miss me once I leave. It has been a week since we last talked.

Suddenly, his door swung open without warning. Alex startled upright, his heart rate spiking. Standing alone by the doorway was Moon-hyeong, looking distraught in an unkempt hoodie. Her chest rose and fell with quick, uneven breaths. Her short brown hair framed her face in wild strands, and her eyes glistened with barely contained distress. 

“You’re leaving?!” she cried.

“Moon? What are you... are you okay?” Alex sprang off his bed and moved toward the nineteen-year-old with careful steps. She appeared on the verge of tears, almost like she was ready to fall apart in the hallway. Her usual ease was replaced by something far more vulnerable.

“Why didn’t you tell me you’re moving out this weekend?” Moon began to sniffle, pressing her sleeve against her nose in a poor attempt to steady herself.

Alex stepped out, looked left, then right. Thank goodness there’s no one around. He gently grabbed her arm and pulled her into his room, shutting the door softly behind them. “I was going to tell you tomorrow. Look, I even got you this.” 

He strolled over to his desk, picked up a small item, and brought it to her in an open palm. It was a delicate keychain of a tiny smiling moon adorned with cat ears and whiskers. “Saw this while I was browsing for a new keyboard. The cat reminded me of you, since you practically sleep all day.”

Moon-hyeong held the keychain in her palms, turning it slowly between her fingers. Then one by one, tears began to fall down her face. 

Alex was taken aback. He had never seen her like this before, much less for him. In the six months they had known each other, she had always carried herself with such effortless detachment, never revealing cracks like this. Now she appeared small and fragile, shoulders inward as if trying to hold herself together through sheer will.

Perhaps it was the way she was crying silently or the way she seemed to shrink before him, but an ache bloomed deep in his chest, tugging at him to do something. Without thinking, he wrapped his arms around her, guiding her head to rest against his shoulder. 

“Shhh, it’s okay, it’s okay. I’m still here,” he whispered softly, brushing her hair with tender strokes. 

Her sobs deepened then, muffled against his body. Her embrace was tight and off-kilter, as though he alone kept them both from falling. The warmth of her pressed close stirred memories he had tried to bury. Her familiar scent wrapped around him like a confession.

Like a flash of lightning, his mind instantly traveled back to the day he held his ex at the airport before she flew off. I’m leaving Moon the same way ‘she’ left me behind. Guilt pierced through him, sharp and sudden. 

In that instant, he understood why his sleep the past week had been an unusual struggle. Some hidden part of him had been quietly dreading their separation, clinging to the intimacy she unknowingly provided.

“Is it because we’ve not done it for a week?” Moon cried, lifting her reddened eyes up to meet his. 

“What? No, not because of that. Truthfully, I’ve been thinking about moving out for a while now. My channel’s grown, and I’ve always wanted my own place to crash.” Alex brushed a tear off her cheek, sweeping away a few strands of her bangs with the same tender care.

“Then why have you been avoiding me? Did I do something wrong?” She clung onto him even tighter.

“Huh? It’s usually you who would message me first. I thought you weren’t in the mood; that’s why I didn’t say anything.” Alex raised his eyebrow.

Moon-hyeong vigorously shook her head. “I didn’t message you because when I invited you last week to accompany me to the mall, you acted all weird about it. I thought I’d give you space.”

Alex felt confused. “I’m not sure. I do know I was waiting for you to text me once you felt like visiting the mall. But your text never came, so I assumed you didn’t want to go anymore.” Then, there was a moment of silence between them.

“Oh.” Moon’s voice cracked, slicing through the uneasy tension in the air.

Alex chuckled softly. What the hell, she’s actually so cute. I didn’t know she was so into me. I thought we were simply hooking up with no strings attached. “Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll make some other friends here. I heard the next person taking over my room is gonna be a girl too.” 

Moon’s lips formed a gentle pout. “I don’t care. It’s not the same.” 

She nestled her head below his throat, and he felt the damp warmth of her tears seep into his collar. He kept one hand moving gently along the back of her head while the other remained secure around her waist, offering what steadiness he could.

“Hold on, who told you I was moving out?” Alex asked.

“Trent did,” she replied softly between sniffles. “A few minutes ago. He kept bragging about how the next tenant was really hot and stuff.”

Alex let out a short sigh. Goddammit, Trent. He was supposed to keep it a secret. So much for his supposed ‘landlord discretion.’ Whatever, I eventually have to announce it at some point. 

He peeled himself away and tidied her up, straightening her hoodie down her exposed thighs. She looked at him with a familiar sense of sadness that he understood immediately. It was the same look he wore when his ex disappeared beyond the airport customs.

“Can... can I sleep here tonight?” Moon-hyeong shifted uneasily on her feet.

The words pulled at something tender and deep within him. He nodded once, leading her toward the bed, where she settled beside him with adorable docility. It was cramped and stuffy, but Alex didn’t mind. In fact, for the first time in a long while, he was strangely happy. 

He drew her closer, wanting nothing more than to tell her everything was going to be alright. She curled into him like a child clinging to her favorite soft toy, her head snuggled close to his neck while one leg draped possessively over his body. He ignored the growing numbness in his arm, focusing on the steady rhythm of her breathing and the soft press of her form. He planted a light kiss on her forehead, something he just felt like doing at that moment. 

Soon, her sniffling lessened, and the stillness of the night settled in.

That night, they cuddled until sleep claimed them both. Though no heated touches passed between them, sex was the furthest thing on his mind. In her closeness, a profound peace filled the quiet hours, and he silently wished the night would last forever.