When morning came around, Alex dastardly awoke to an unexpected foot pressed firmly against his jaw and a toe wedged into his nostrils. He gently brushed it aside and witnessed the most bizarre sleeping position he had ever seen.
Somehow during the night, Moon-hyeong had inverted and slid halfway off the mattress. Her upper body rested on the floor while her hips and legs remained tangled across the sheets.
The sight left him greatly perplexed. How does someone tumble off the side yet remain soundly asleep? He rose carefully, avoiding any noise that might disturb her, then slipped his arms beneath her form and lifted her back onto the bed with tender effort.
“Mmm, what? What happened?” Moon’s eyes fluttered open, gazing bewilderedly at Alex.
“You fell off the bed again.” Alex felt embarrassed at how weak his arms were as they strained under her weight. Once he moved out, he swore he was going to hit the gym.
“Oh. Did I hit you?” She expressed concern, worried that Alex was at odds with their night together.
Alex shook his head. He wasn’t going to reveal that he was breathing in her feet, possibly for the whole night. “Nah, it’s fine. But I do think you should get this ‘falling off bed’ thing checked out. Maybe we ought to strap you down.”
He walked towards a pile of clothing and slipped on a new t-shirt.
Moon-hyeong giggled, her voice a soft shrill. “As long as...” She paused abruptly, unsure of saying more.
Alex stopped in his tracks, raising an eyebrow, waiting for her to continue. “As long as...?”
Moon-hyeong wore a look of conflict on her face. Her eyes averted downward, as if she feared what she wanted to say. He could sense her hesitation to finish her statement. Her mouth opened to speak but closed again, like she was struggling to find the right words.
“Take your time,” Alex assured her, breaking the brief awkwardness between them.
Moon-hyeong nodded slowly with pained eyes that fixated on him. “Sorry for last night. I must have made you uncomfortable.”
“It’s okay. At least someone in this house is sad that I’m leaving.” He smirked at her, waiting for her to smirk back as she usually does.
But she didn’t. His words lingered in the air like a poisonous miasma. Alex sensed the pain that plagued her, but he wasn’t sure if he was brave enough to draw it out into the open. Her feelings were plastered all over her face, but with his imminent departure on the horizon, he was unsure about everything.
“Where are you moving to?” She finally spoke, her voice on the cusp of cracking.
He shrugged. “A small studio apartment by Gastown. Just big enough for a large bed and a desk. But it has its own bathroom, so no more communal sharing like what we got here.”
“Is the bed… big enough for two?” Moon-hyeong’s cheeks were red.
He could tell she was trying her utmost best not to turn tail and sprint out of the room. It amused him slightly that the same girl who could casually ask him for sex was having so much difficulty in expressing how she felt. He wasn’t an idiot. He knew where she was leading him. What shocked him was how willing he was to go along with it. Like he had been waiting for this turn all this time.
“Yeah, it's big enough.” Alex grinned, cupping her cheeks in his warm hands as he sat beside her. She melted immediately upon his touch. This time, he mustered his courage and took the leap of faith. “Do you want to join me?”
Her eyes lit up immediately, like joy had suddenly reentered her soul. She nodded with vigor, breaking into a soft smile.
“Even if the bed might be small?” he added.
She nodded energetically a second time, then launched forward for a hug, nestling her head against his neck. Alex embraced her back. The peace and happiness that he experienced when they cuddled had returned.
“If you’re gonna sleep with me, we’ll need to work on your sleeping habits. I can’t be waking up every morning with your feet in my face.”
Moon-hyeong let out a pleasant chuckle. “I’ll try.”
After a few moments of silence, Moon-hyeong lifted her head to catch his gaze. “Alex?”
“Yeah?” He glanced down, feeling her warm breath on his, their faces only an inch away from each other.
“I think I love you.” There was a resolve in her eyes. Alex felt his heart skip from her timely confession.
He gave a heartfelt smile. “I know.”
Her face flashed a hint of embarrassment. “Was it obvious?”
“Yeah, kinda,” he replied.
Her gaze remained fixed on him. “When did you find out?”
“The moment you barged into my room crying.” His tone was dry, and he could sense that she visibly cringed at his words.
“You... you weren’t annoyed with me?” This time it was her turn to sweetly caress his cheek.
“I don’t think I could ever be annoyed with you.” It was true. For all the faults she possessed, Alex realized he was okay with them all. He just had to figure out a way to restrain her movement when she slept.
“Hehe, means I haven’t tried hard enough. What if I want us to fuck every day?” She playfully pinched his nose, growing more aware of how close his body was to hers.
“Moon, if I ever got annoyed because of that, break up with me.”
She burst out laughing in his arms. “You're gonna regret saying that. Once we start living with each other, I’m gonna drain you dry.”
He did doubt his capability at that moment, cautiously wondering if he could keep up with her needs. But he brushed his insecurities aside, deciding that he would confront that bridge when it was time.
Alex broke into a sarcastic grin. “Ooo scary. Every man’s worst nightmare.”
“Your nightmare.” Her voice was sweet like honey.
She leaned in close, planting her cracked lips squarely on his. Alex felt her tongue eagerly insert itself in his mouth, hungry for his own to entwine lasciviously with hers.
Again, she tasted raw and earthy, but the way she was so desperate for his passion made it much more endearing. She kissed like she never wanted their mouths to separate. Alex quickly brought himself up to speed, showing no hesitation in making her desire feel any less warranted.
Restless hands roamed their way up her hoodie, culminating at the cusp of her large mounds. He groped, massaged, and squeezed, relishing how they sunk softly under his fingers. Each time his thumbs brushed past her hardened nipples, she gasped softly in his mouth.
Her own eager hands slipped beneath his shirt, feeling him up because being in his embrace wasn’t nearly enough. She wanted to feel closer. She wanted him inside her.
Alex felt her fingers travel down to his boxers, where his bulging crotch lived. She giggled at how it throbbed in her hand, the stretched fabric doing its best to accommodate his size.
“Lil bro looks all pent up,” she teased, her eyes twinkling at the sight of his tip peeking behind the waistband.
“It has been a week.” Alex pushed his boxers down, exposing his full erection as it plopped heavily onto the mattress.
It took both of her dainty hands to hold his entire length from hilt to head. She breathed heavily in anticipation as she imagined it finally reentering her depths, giving her insides the good stretch she sorely missed.
As Alex watched Moon-hyeong hastily strip her shorts aside, clearly brimming with excitement, he couldn’t help but smirk. “You look pent up too.”
“I’ve been thinking about you all week. Look, I’m already wet.” She parted her legs, exposing her slick folds, glistening with dampness. To his amazement, she was also freshly shaven. “Don’t stare too much; I’ve never shaved there before.”
The sight of it drew him in, and he impulsively stroked her entrance with his fingers. She was right. She was incredibly wet. “When did you...?”
“Yesterday morning. I wanted to surprise you. Is it ugly?” Her soft, demure voice sounded extra vulnerable.
“Never. I’ve never seen you as ugly.” Alex circled two fingers around her clit, applying just the right amount of pressure every stroke. Her breathing became increasingly raspy, instinctively rolling her hips to his sensuous rubbing. Gone was the teary-eyed girl from the previous night. In her place returned the usual Moon-hyeong, melting under the pleasure with a listless expression.
With one thumb pressing down her clit, he carefully inserted two fingers inside her, and she gasped sharply, clinging onto his neck. Like a jolt of electricity surging through, her legs shuddered, muscles tight. When he delivered heavier strokes, her trembling ramped up. He hooked, and he pulled, noticing which spots made her react more. To seal the deal, he leaned in for a kiss, sealing in her moans.
When her walls suddenly clenched tightly around his fingers, he tendered one hard stroke to push her over the edge. She exhaled a hefty moan of breathlessness, tugging at his hair, riding the wave of sheer pleasure that coursed through her loins. But for her, this wasn’t enough. Not even close.
“I... I want your dick.” She eagerly lifted his appendage, the weight of it profound in her hands, inching her groin closer as they faced each other in a cradle position. She rested it on her abdomen, rousingly in awe at the full extent of how deep it would travel. To her delight, the tip surpassed her navel at full mast. “Alex?”
“Yeah?” He promptly replied, wondering what was on her mind.
She pointed at his quivering cock, then at the spot where her womb would be. “What if I said I wanted your dick in here every day from now on?”
He chuckled sheepishly, unsure of what to say. That was by far the hottest thing a girl had ever said to him. “Is it too late to back out now?”
“Yep. Too late.” Moon aligned herself above his tip, her entrance slick with wanton need. Alex felt himself slide into her warm depths, inch by inch, as she slowly lowered herself. She bit her lip in anticipation, fluttering her eyes in bliss.
At first, the prolonged stretch made her briefly wince in slight discomfort. His cock had already reached her innermost point, bumping against the back wall, drawing all of her senses down toward its rawness. Yet this was precisely what she had ached for every lonely hour of the past week. To feel his warmth and his presence completely filling every hidden space inside her. The fact that their brief separation could muster this much emotion out of her made her love him more.
Alex leaned back, mesmerized by the sight of where their bodies were connected. At how her freshly shaven lips were beautifully spread apart to welcome his girth. The gripping sensation of her entrance clenched around his hilt. The soft bump of flesh at the end repeatedly kissing his sensitive tip with every subtle shift. The trembling heat of her inner walls around his shaft, naturally coaxing his love to pour out from within.
Sensations that for some reason he hadn’t noticed until now. Maybe it was the relief of reunion after days apart, or perhaps it was their newfound intimacy that spurred it. Either way, Alex knew that Moon-hyeong was the source of it all, and he intended to keep her close to his chest for as long as he could.
They embraced each other as she began to ride with fervent hunger. Like a carnal creature of need, she rose and fell in a fierce, rolling rhythm, clutching him close to her soft bosom as if he were her anchor. Every cell in their bodies had become one. Their breaths were in sync from their energies connected below. They inhaled and exhaled together. When she lifted, he pulled away, taking advantage of his full length. When her hips slammed down, he drove deeper, slamming against her womb with maximum effort. Every motion poured into the single goal of pure, unadulterated, mindless pleasure.
This was the real Moon-hyeong. Others only saw an introverted, shy, Korean girl riddled with social anxiety. But to Alex, she was bold, sexy, and wild. It made him feel proud that only he could experience this beautiful side of her.
Occasionally, their eyes would meet, exchanging hot, steamy air between their panting. Then they would kiss. Deeply. Playing with each other’s tongues until being forced to separate to catch their breaths.
Overheated from the intensity, Moon-hyeong paused for a second to take off her hoodie, exposing her fleshy body and large breasts. It made her heart flutter when Alex became entranced by her form, his mouth naturally gravitating to the closest tit for him to suckle.
She wanted to hold him close, let him indulge in her for as long as possible. The sight of him barely hanging on to his sensibilities, almost on the verge of release, made her yearn for it. She couldn't wait to see him in this state once they had moved in together. The idea of receiving his warm, thick essence daily drove her past the tipping point.
In the heat of the moment, Alex felt Moon’s embrace suddenly close around him, inside and out, as though his very soul was being squeezed out. Their furious panting and erratic humping crescendoed to a shattering peak. Then her inner walls began to convulse, and her tight clenching around his shaft proved too stimulating for him to handle.
All at once, they moaned euphorically in each other’s mouths, crashing their groins together, burying his cock fully into her spirited sheath. This was it. The moment she had been craving for. And she felt it. An explosion of warmth filling up her innermost spot, sending sparks of pure ecstasy up her spine. Alex’s mind forcefully commanded him to pump everything he had, and she happily received it all with soft, satisfied moans.
As rope after rope of thick, gooey cum flooded her insides, Alex had a delayed epiphany. He was shooting up a torrent of sperm inside Moon-hyeong, groaning madly like an idiot, and hadn’t considered if it was safe to do so. She hasn’t told me if she has resumed her birth control.
His mind kicked into a frenzy.
“Moon—wait!” Alex frantically attempted to push Moon-hyeong off, but she was like a milking machine locked in place, mindlessly grinding her hips against his cock while continuing to hang from his neck and waist like a spider monkey. The more he tried to push her off, the more she clung to him without thinking.
Her strength finally gave way, and she collapsed onto the mattress in a blissful daze, glowing with deep satisfaction. His cock sprang free and continued to shoot ropes into the air, painting her soft belly with warm streaks of his semen.
He fell backward, trying to regain his senses. “Shit, I’m sorry, Moon, I came inside you. Are you on the pill?”
Moon-hyeong’s eyes were rolled over and half-open, a pleased smile fixed on her face. “Your cummies, so warm, inside…” she murmured, still twitching with aftershocks.
Fuck! I did it without thinking. What if she gets pregnant again? Alex’s eyes widened at the slew of cum slowly emerging from her dark crevice, like white syrup oozing out of a tiny cave. Sticky and totally virile.
He should have panicked and disassociated himself. Every fiber of his being was telling him to. The ‘Alex’ a few months ago certainly would have. But now, he wasn’t so sure. In fact, his heart began to ache for a different response.
Looking at her now, in complete bliss being filled up from his cum, he wanted to stay. To protect her. To prove that her love was right in choosing him.
If she didn’t want me to cum inside her, she wouldn’t have kept riding me as I came, he reassured himself.
Suddenly, Alex heard knocking on his door.
“Give me a second!” he called out.
In a hurry, he scrambled off the bed, quickly tugging on shorts and a loose shirt from the floor. He smoothed his hair and cracked the door just enough to peer through.
It was Trent, wearing an enthusiastic smile, holding up a sheet of papers. “Sup, dude. Need you to sign a bunch of documents before you leave tomorrow. Are you free right now?”
His eyes wandered to Alex’s messy bed hair. “Had a late night streaming, huh.”
“Yeah, late night. Do you need me to sign these papers?” Alex shot an open hand through the gap.
“Uh huh. I can stay around to guide you with the clauses.” Trent curiously peeked through the gap but was unable to see past the acute angle.
“Nah, it's fine. I got it.” His hand snatched the papers from Trent, who reluctantly released them.
“You sure, man? There’s some stuff in there that might be...”
“Dude. I can handle it. Thanks, man.” Alex shut the door, leaving a confused Trent by the doorway.
Alex let out a sigh of relief, thankful that Trent hadn’t barged in like he usually does. As he threw the papers onto his desk, he heard a second string of knocks. He groaned and opened the door again, maintaining the small gap.
It was Trent, acting all sheepish. “Yo, sorry to trouble you, but do you have any clue on where Moon-hyeong might be? She’s not in her room.”
“No idea. Maybe drop her a text; she might just be pooping.” Alex gave one dismissive shrug.
“Pooping? But she wasn’t in her room last night...” By then, the door was already closed. Alex locked it behind him just in case, straining his ears for Trent’s heavy footsteps to march away.
When the coast was clear, he returned to Moon-hyeong, who appeared dead asleep, limbs splayed out like a snow angel. Alex stared at the glob of cum that stubbornly clung to her entrance like a delicate pearl.
Fuck… is it bad that I want to stick my dick in there again, no matter the consequences? His cock twitched in his shorts, slowly growing erect once more.
He shook the thought away. No, no. I’m not a damn monkey. I should be more concerned for her. I should be better than this.
He tore off a chain of tissue and diligently cleaned Moon-hyeong, wiping away every trace of cum from her thighs, belly, and soft folds with careful strokes. Then he drew his quilt cover over her, tucking it snugly around her form until she lay cocooned and safe. For good measure, he settled beside her once more, draping an arm and leg across her to hold her close and still.
His stream was meant to start in less than an hour, but Alex forgoed the urgency to be on time. To him, there was something more important. The girl who was dozing peacefully beside him with a belly full of his sperm, Park Moon-hyeong.
… EPILOGUE …
“Babe?” Moon-hyeong sweetly whispered, brushing Alex’s hair with tender strokes as his head rested face-down on her pillow.
“Hmm?” he murmured, trying to catch his breath for the past minute.
“N... Nevermind. Rest first. I can still feel you twitching lol.” Moon smiled to herself, savoring the warm, flowing sensation radiating from his pulsing member inside her. It was simply wonderful and never got old. To be nailed down by the boy she adored, feeling his love pour deep into her core, gave her immense joy and comfort. She hoped these days would never end.
When the final spurts ceased, Alex sighed in relief and straightened up, catching her loving gaze. He lowered himself, and they exchanged a brief kiss before peeling away.
“You wanted to say something?” he tenderly asked.
“I’m hungry, and my stream starts in half an hour.” Moon’s tone was amused.
“Oh, right.” Alex slowly rolled off her, his softening cock slipping out with an audible squelch.
Moon gasped sharply upon his exit, suddenly aware of the emptiness that he left behind. Yet, she knew it was only temporary, for he would return soon. Just not soon enough.
Alex popped on a pair of used boxers from a pile of clothes and headed to a tiny kitchenette. It had just enough space for a stove and a microwave. “I’ll prep us some fried rice. I think we still have some leftover kimchi in the fridge.”
“Okie.” Moon stared hazily at the ceiling of their tiny apartment, ignoring the trickling sensation of her boyfriend’s seed leaving her lonely gape, pooling on the heavily stained sheets. The apartment was rather dingy and slightly cramped, but she wouldn’t trade it for anything else.
It had been two weeks since she moved in with Alex. Once he had left the streamer house, she quickly packed her things, signed whatever she needed with Trent, and moved out within a few days. After setting up their respective streaming setups (hers was located in a spare closet), they have done nothing else but stream and indulge in one another, as she had promised.
Alex recognized that Moon-hyeong might be slightly too impulsive, making major life decisions on a dime. She needed a sun to orbit around, clinging to whichever gravitational pull was the strongest. However, Alex was happy to be her sun. He only hoped he was strong enough to take care of her because deep in his heart, she at least deserved a decent life.
Both of them understood that this tiny apartment was meant to be a stepping stone. On a random night, they sat down and discussed their future goals. One of them was to move to a bigger apartment with proper space.
To boost her income, Moon-hyeong recently created a Fansly page for her VTuber persona, incorporating lewd content into her usual gameplay rotation. Although it was initially her idea, she quickly became skeptical about it, questioning if anyone was interested at all. Alex assured her that people were. On the day of her announcement video, she had racked up ten times more views than her usual and considerably more monthly subscribers on her Twitch.
As Moon-hyeong sat on the cold porcelain toilet seat for a necessary piss, she scrolled through the calendar on her monthly cycle app and keyed in a heart icon under the current day’s date. Since she first moved in with Alex, a heart was present on every date. She giggled to herself, for each heart icon meant they had fucked on that day. She wondered how many hearts she could accumulate in a row before he would complain.
Thirty minutes later in her little closet room, Moon-hyeong placed her headset in and activated her VTuber model. The digital persona sprang to life instantaneously, tracking every head movement and facial cue. “Hey Chat, welcome to the pre-show!” The chatroom exploded with a torrent of messages, faster than she could read. ‘OMG finally, I’ve been waiting all morning’; ‘Yooo, what you gonna give us today Moon?’; ‘I hope it's gonna be as hot as yesterday’.
“For all of my special subscribers today, I’ve got some new toys I would like to try before I start the main stream. Hope you’ll enjoy them!” She pulled out a tray of vibrators, contemplating which she would use. To be honest, she wasn’t really feeling like using any of them. Instead, she wanted the real deal.
As if the universe had answered her prayers, there was a knock on the closet door. “H... Hold on, chat, I think P-san’s here,” she announced, spinning around on her chair to open the door.
By the doorway stood Alex, with a steaming plate of kimchi fried rice in his hand, wearing nothing but his boxers. “Your lunch, Ma’am.”
Moon-hyeong grinned and pulled him into the cramped space, settling down the plate of food on her tiny desk. He knew what she wanted immediately and allowed her greedy hands to pull his flaccid cock out from his boxers. She tapped a button on her stream deck, and a series of animations began to play on screen. Her avatar transitioned to a side profile facing left. Red blush lines colored her cheeks. Cross-fading into view was a fully rigged silhouette of a cartoon penis, roughly the same size as his, attached to the bottom half of a cartoon body.
“P-san, why’s your dick out?” she teased, playfully weighing it in her hands.
Amazingly, her avatar accurately mimicked her real-life counterpart, its digital hands holding his ‘cock’ that was somehow reacting with realistic physics. Even now, it astonished him how far technology has gotten.
Alex watched the screen as he swung his cock from side to side, but the version on screen hadn’t reacted. Huh, I guess it's only two-dimensional. No 3D movement.
“Sorry, chat, P-san needs his daily suckies. Give me a moment.” Moon-hyeong stroked his cock tenderly until it slowly rose in her hands.
When she was ready, she steadied his cock at the entrance of her pretty mouth. Alex watched as his tip slipped past her lips and further in, until she gagged at the middle point, unable to go further. On screen, his digital cock had also entered her avatar’s mouth, but remarkably, it displayed an elaborate cross-section of her throat, showcasing his cock through translucent skin. Holy shit, that’s new. It’s like an x-ray. She must have added this recently.
He returned his gaze toward her, who smiled back with teary eyes, mouth wrapped around his cock like a vacuum. She proceeded to bob her head back and forth, trying her best to stifle her gag reflex, all the while maintaining the most loving eye contact with him. He could not help but roll his hips according to her movements, succumbing to the pleasure being generated. He tried his best not to move too much out of fear of choking her, but she seemed determined to make him lose his senses by intensifying her pace and grip.
Similarly, her avatar was repeatedly pleasuring his digital cock too, as he watched it slide back and forth down her ‘throat’ on the screen. Even with its anime art style, it still looked amazingly realistic. Is this what’s actually happening in there? Her subs really jerk off to this?
Watching his cock being sucked off by both her digital and real-life mouths simultaneously stirred something within him. Soon enough, he felt the familiar tension gathering around his base, right on the cusp of spilling.
Sensing that he was close, she stopped all of a sudden, pulling his throbbing cock out of her mouth. Alex fell back against the nearby wall, his knees threatening to buckle under him. He wanted to cum so bad, but she had pinched his hilt in a tight clench, restricting his release. He looked at her with vengeful eyes, which only made it more rewarding for her. While she did love his tender side, she really enjoyed the darker side of him that poked out every once in a while.
She hit another key on her stream deck as she stood up from her chair. This time, her avatar transitioned to a full frontal standing position, while his cartoon body shifted behind her. With his cock still in her tight clutches, she pulled him around to her back, angling it right at her bare pussy.
“Chat, I think P-san wants some cummies.” Her soft, shrill voice masked the deviousness in her eyes as she stared at him.
The muscles in his loins were begging for release, but until he was actually inside her, he had to hold on for as long as he could. Deciding that he had had enough of her games, he grabbed her waist and forcefully pushed himself in, splitting apart her slick folds. She gasped sharply at his sudden entrance, stretching her wide with his girth, swiftly bottoming out at the hilt. It was like the wind had been punched out of her from within. Her tortured face immediately morphed into an orgasmic look, her blissful eyes lost in a daze.
Her body quickly adjusted to the sudden rearrangement of her guts, preparing itself for the pleasurable punishment it frequently faced on a daily basis. Similarly, her avatar displayed the same pleasured look she was wearing. Meanwhile, another cross-section appeared on her avatar where her vagina would be, filled wall to wall with his digital cock. When he thrusted his hips, his digital cock moved too. It was like viewing a mirror of himself.
“Ch... Chat, P-san’s dick is so… so big, it feels so goood." Moon-hyeong was slurring her words, clearly in a simpler state of mind.
Alex delivered long, powerful strokes, fully set on reclaiming the buildup in his loins that she had playfully stolen from him. If his girlfriend wanted him to blast his cum inside her again, he was going to give it to her. That was all he could think about, damned the consequences.
As he furiously pumped his hips, he wrapped an arm under her weighty bust from behind while his other hand clasped her throat tightly, clutching her neck close to his breath. Sounds of their aggressive rutting echoed around the claustrophobic room. A smile of euphoria was permanently fixed on her face by this point. Being restrained by him, to keep her in place while he used her pussy for his own selfish release. She gleefully surrendered to it all. Because if that was what her boyfriend wanted, she would oblige wholeheartedly.
It didn’t take long for the anticipation of release to quickly arrive. Simply rubbing his cock along her warm inner folds was already enough to elicit its arrival. Yet, he was in a hurry. His body demanded it.
“I’m… close!” he hissed in her ear.
“P-san, you can’t! No cummies inside.” Despite what she said, she clenched hard around him, and Alex felt Moon-hyeong’s grip around his cock tighten massively, not letting him free for a second. Her finger stayed ready by the stream deck, anticipating his imminent release.
“Argh, FUCK!” Alex exclaimed, choking Moon-hyeong in his orgasmic embrace. She quickly hit the button before she was pulled away, gasping for air. On screen, their avatars started trembling uncontrollably as animated cum began splurting from his cartoon cock, painting her avatar’s vaginal cross-section with white splooge.
Just like their on-screen personas, Moon-hyeong remained in Alex’s forceful grip as they quivered in ecstasy. Every few seconds, his body would jerk violently, attempting to fulfill its biological role in pumping out genetic material as deep as possible. Not that it mattered one bit, for she had already had the privilege of receiving plenty of it. In fact, if she had to guess, every crevice and pore of her body, inside and out, completely stank of his DNA. To others, it may be repulsive or disgusting. Yet to her, it gave her great comfort. She didn’t expect others to understand; she only hoped that he would.
When the twitching finally subsided, and Alex felt like he had nothing left in the tank, he released Moon-hyeong apologetically. He didn’t know what came over him. Noticing the red marks around her neck where his fingers held, his heart was struck with guilt.
This isn’t normal. I shouldn’t be hurting her for my own pleasure. That’s not what good boyfriends do… right?
He wanted to bring her in for a hug. A proper, loving hug. But Moon-hyeong looked… fine. Is this what she really likes?
She turned around and gave her usual loving kiss. “P-san, do you feel better?”
He nodded sheepishly, weary of exposing his own voice to her viewers. They wanted to keep their relationship offline anyway.
“If you want cummies next time, try not to go pew-pew inside, okay?” She said in a mocking, infantilizing tone while dropping him a smirk. However, she stealthily brought him in for a hug. “That was really good, babe. I like it when you’re rough sometimes. Oh, and thanks for the food; I love you,” she whispered quietly in his ear.
“I love you too,” he whispered back, feeling more assured.
She turned around, tore a piece of tissue, and began cleaning her crotch, continuously swiping the cum as it emerged. “Okay, Chat, P-san just left. Naughty P-san, he shot so much of his cummies in me. What if we made a baby,” she humorously added.
A rush of comments in the chatroom flew across her screen. ‘Holyyy, that was so hot’; ‘Moon, those animations were sick!’; ‘AYO, I didn’t know Lazymoon was such a gooner’; ‘Wait, isn’t this the streamer who got caught fucking live a month ago? She does porn now?’
Standing by the threshold, Alex chuckled to himself and carefully closed the closet door. His thoughts had already transitioned to something more pressing: his own stream that was about to begin in ten minutes. The twenty-two-year-old took a long breath and began the necessary preparations. However, at the back of his mind, he felt extremely thankful toward the universe for landing him a girl who loved and cared for him just as much as he did.
Meanwhile in the closet, Moon-hyeong sighed a breath of relief, for she was thankful that Alex hadn’t spotted it yet. A used pregnancy test, taken a few days ago. Hidden behind a pile of sticky tissues on the corner of her desk. The nineteen-year-old picked it up and placed a comforting hand on her belly, for uncertainty and anxiety began to creep into her heart. Would he still want me if he found out about this?
… END…
