Iām on a Schlatt kick recentlyā¦I really feel like people would expect him to be rough in bed bc of his online personality but I think heās tired of it and just wants someone to reassure him that he doesnāt have to perform for them and he can let them take control and take care of himā¦
Maybe not full sub!schlatt but definitely softer, āgiving up the reinsā Schlatt
Thank you bestie for if and when you get to this <3333333
yeah ur brain is wrinkly.
iām always thinking about how the schlatt we see is so different from irl. in one of the last episodes of chuckle sandwich ted made a comment to schlatt about how he was acting more like his normal self in the episode. (i think it was the one w markiplier?) i wish we could see more of that side of him. anyways, blurb under the cut!
also i had an bit of a different idea with the same general concept, so keep and eye out! baseballcoach!schlatt heheā¦
You watch your lover down another swig of the brown whiskey from the dim of your phone screen. His cheeks are flushed and his eyes are flicking to the vintage clock you know is hung up behind his monitors.
His goodbye to the camera falls on deaf ears as you focus closely on the shagginess of his hair, the curve of his lips and the skin at his neck. Thereās a warm sensation in your lower belly, just watching him.
When the stream ends and your phone reverts back to the twitch home screen you sigh, pressing the side button and setting your phone on the bed beside you.
In just a few moments, Schlatt is walking into your shared bedroom, clear glass bottle in hand. āHey toots, howās my favorite girl?ā
āHappy now that youāre done.ā You laugh softly, patting the comforter beside you for him to join.
The mattress shifts under the weight of him as he joins you, setting the bottle on the wooden bedside table. āMiss me?ā He chuckles, pulling you into his side.
His hand that wraps around you is gentle , roaming the curve of your hips, slipping under your shirt to feel the warmth of your skin. āVery much.ā You sigh, leaning into him.
A comfortable silence settles between the two of you, your head on his chest, listening to how his heartbeat slows. His thick fingers trail down the your side, riding up the cloth and exposing you to the cold air. They slip under the waistband of your pants, rubbing his big hand over your skin.
āSomething you want?ā You hum curiously, arching into his touch.
Schlatt lets out a heavy sigh and squeezes the soft flesh of your ass. āIām tired.ā He mumbles out, and thereās the hint of something in his breath. Itās ragged- the same breath he whispers when heās hovering above you.
You lean forward to kiss at the scratchy skin at his jawline, a few days of forgoing to shave. āIāll take care of you baby.ā
Schlatt has always been open with the struggles he faces online, the rough online persona only a fraction of his truth. You see it in the way his shoulders slump and his eyes soften when the cameras are off, when he comes crawling into bed with you or wrapping his arms around you and pulling you in.
His cock is thick and heavy in your hand, precum leaking from the fat head as you slowly thrust at the flesh. His chest is rising with staggered breaths, eyes fixed shut and cheeks flushed.
You chuckle softly at the sight before you, running your palm over the tip and spreading the translucent release over his length. His hips twitch when you twist over his head again, and exhales.
āJust relax for me baby.ā You coo at him, using your free hand to run through the thick strands of hair.
His arms reach out to you, pulling you closer into his side, your leg thrown over his, while you continue to stroke his thick cock. āWanna see your tits.ā He tugs your shirt down, letting the seam fall just under your chest. āI love your tits, fuck.ā He moans as he fucks up into your hand.
āSuck on āem.ā Your voice is stern, hand twisting and picking up speed over him, curling your fingers around him tighter.
He chuckles lowly and leans down, kneading at your breasts and rolling his thumbs over the sensitive nipples. His mouth is warm and wet over you as he wraps his lips around your left breast, keeping his fingers focused on the other. You let out a satisfied sigh when he runs his tongue over you.
āThatās it, just let me take care of you yeah?ā Schlattās composure falters and nods his head, sucking and kneading at you while your strokes lengthen, pulling another bead of precum from him. The desperation in him builds as he spreads his legs father apart, rolling his hips up into your touch.
āDo you wanna cum?ā You ask him, the ache between your legs throbbing at the sight of him before you.
His lips pull off of you with a small pop and he tilts his head up to meet your gaze. āYeah I wanna fucking cum, jesus.ā
You give him a smile as you let your thumb run over the slit at his head once more before letting his cock slip out of your grasp. āThen youāre gonna cum inside.ā
The girth of him stretches you open as you sink down on his cock, your legs straddled over him, hips arched to hit that delicious angle. You can feel every vein and throb, even after countless nights of taking his length, you still feel the similar burn of him.
āYou feel- fuck, so good sweetheart.ā His gaze is dark, watching as his cock disappears into your tight cunt. The warmth of his palms spread across your bare skin as he takes hold on your hips, keeping you steady.
You sigh deeply when his length has bottomed out, reaching that aching throb deep inside of your heat.
The sticky scent of lust fills the bedroom as you begin to move, angling your hips and guiding his cock in and out of you in slow stokes, hands gripping onto his forearms. He keeps his grip on your hips, fingers digging into the soft flesh. Schlatt groans, head thrown back against the silk covered pillows, chest rising with heavy breaths.
āThatās it toots, keep doing that.ā His voice is raspier, holding back the moans that threaten to spill from his lips.
āYouāre desperate huh?ā You giggle to him, leaning down to leave a trail of kisses at his jawline and up to his ear, nipping at the soft skin.
The pace of your hips quickens, moaning at the way his thick head grazes your sweet spot. Your eyes drift up to Schlattās dewy face. His mouth agape, one hand leaving your hip to toy with your clit.
A whine escapes your throat at the contact, grinding your hips down on his cock, thighs beginning to ache. You throw your own head back, arms resting on his calves behind you.
āOh fuck.ā He groans, his grip on your hip tightening and his thumb quickening. āJust like that baby.ā His cock throbs inside of you and you sink down and pull back up- a dangerously good rhythm youāve created.
You learn forwards towards him, hands desperately grasping at his hair, and your lips meet his. Schlattās hips buck up into yours, chasing his release.
When you pull away from his lips, a string of saliva connects you two and you wipe your face with your thumb, collecting the spit from your chin. With a menacing smirk, you press your thumb to his soft lips and he rolls his eyes at you, parting them, allowing you to slip the digit into his warm mouth. Your hips falter as you chuckle at him, moaning at the way he sucks at you.
āWant you to cum..ā You whisper at him and you feel the way he jerks his hips up into yours, matching your pace.
You pull your thumb from his mouth and he catches his bottom lip between his teeth, eyes screwing shut.
It only takes a few more thrusts of your hips for him to groan out, spilling ropes of thick, hot cum inside of your cunt. His breathing heavy as you let yourself fall against his chest, listening to the quick sound of his heartbeat.
āHoly fuck.ā He exhales, wrapping his arms around your back and holding you close. āMm, want me to finish you off?ā
You chuckle at him and press a kiss to the soft skin at his chest. āI was already gonna have you do that schlatt.ā
an: sorry it was sort of rushed at the end, was fighting against the writers block :( i hope you liked!! thanks for requesting!!
(Male Reader x Cinna x Valkyrae, 3.4k Words) Tags: Commission, Cucking, Feminization, Threesome, Femdom, Chastity, Pegging, Anal and Vaginal sex, Humiliation, Cinna was surprisingly enjoyable to write about, I guess I just like thicc girls, Dress up, Tributing, Verbal abuse, Loving relationship
You groan, furiously pumping your manhood while it drizzles semen down onto the screen of your tablet, covering the buxom image of Cinna with your thick load. You gasp for breath, squeezing out the last watery drops of jizz, your tablet looking as if someone had haphazardly spilled a glass of eggnog onto it, so covered was the glass. A truly massive expenditure of cum, every last ounce of it being offered up as tribute to Cinna, her weighty cleavage and smiling face drowning in your sperm. Pride and satisfaction fill you as you drink in the sight of your latest work of art, and you are sure to snap a few photos on your phone to post on twitter later that night. Then the bedroom door suddenly swings upon and in walks a completely unsuspecting Cinna, "Hey, do you still have my charger- Oh my god!" she gasps in shock, while you hurry to cover yourself, "What are you doing? What- what- is that me? Are those my panties?" Cinna puts her hands on her shapely hips, "You have a lot of explaining to Rae to do!"
You had been dating Valkyrae for about half a year, and things were going pretty well. It was hard not to enjoy being with such a demure girl, and she was just as enjoyable between the sheets with her lithe body; it was hard ever imagining why you would want to stop. But then she brought Cinna over, and your cock could do little but vigorously endorse this blatant upgrade. So while Cinna and Rae would be frolicking on stream, you would be busy in a backroom pounding your member to their livestream, with a particular focus on one of them in particular... Soon you were humping your screen, and then painting it with your load, ejaculating onto your monitor so much that you ended up buying a tablet so you wouldn't ruin your expensive hardware. As Cinna and Rae grew closer, Cinna predictably started forgetting things at Rae's place, and before long you were giving creampies to her bras and panties; it was only natural then that you moved on to wearing them as well. Your skin wrapped in her clothes, huffing on her sweaty workout gear, you would blow the fattest loads of your life all over videos and pictures of Cinna, fantasizing about how she would feel, about how it would feel to be her.
All of which you recorded, which meant that Rae was able to watch all of it when she confiscated your phone after Cinna came running to her with the news. Rae was, understandably, quite upset to discover that her boyfriend had been blasting rope to her new friend, even moreso that the loads tributed to Cinna were larger than the ones you shot for her. She growls in exasperation, "Why didn't you just tell me! We could have had a threesome or something!" Rae gestures towards Cinna, "We've been talking about having sex together for a while now, we even made-out a few times after out drunk streams!"
Cinna coughs awkwardly, "Okay Rae, wait," she rubs her friend affectionately, "I'm down to fuck you, but..." Cinna glances at the phone, "He's a little small for me,"
Rae looks incredulous, "What do you mean, small? He fills me up nicely, he's the largest guy I've been with!" but Cinna just laughs,
"Oh girl, my practice dildo is like, half again as large as him! You need to get stretched out!"
"Okay but like," Rae struggles, "What do we do about this!" she gesticulates towards you. But Cinna simply shrugs,
"Oh him? He's just a sissy! Here, give us a minute," Cinna snags her bag before grabbing you by the arm and dragging you back into Rae's room.
Shutting the door behind her, Cinna turns and presses herself against you, her ample chest squishing against your own, giving you a sleazy smirk, "I always knew you were a pervert, I could just tell by the way you looked at me!" Before spinning away and yanking open Rae's drawers, riffling through them with determination until she notices you haven't even moved yet, "Well don't just stand there, strip!" Cinna flaps her hand towards you, "How am I supposed to dress you up if you aren't naked?" Hesitantly, you comply, still unsure as to what the streamer was going to do with you, especially since she seemed not at all put out by the fact that you had been blasting rope to her pictures for weeks. By the time you had finished taking everything off, there was a pile of clothes on Rae's bed, and Cinna had found Rae's cache of lingerie, giggling to herself while she flicked through the options until settling on something subdued, "We'll dress you up in some real girls clothes next time, but since all we're doing is fucking you, there's no reason to get too fancy," she puts one hand on her shapely hip, "Well, put it on, sissy!" Shyly, you pull the sleek bodysuit on, remembering the time you had plowed Rae while she wore it, your cock standing rigidly at attention through the hole in the crotch; and over that went a bright, fishnetted one-piece to stand out against the first.
Nodding with satisfaction, Cinn remarks, "Good enough!" before searching through her bag and removing an oddly shaped metal contraption, "We'll get you fitted later," she explains, "but first... I can't lock you up when your dick is that hard!" Smiling broadly, she wiggles out of her pants, posing for you in her panties for a moment before those come off as well and are tossed onto the bed beside you. Your already erect manhood strains at the air as you drink in the sight of Cinna's thick thighs and pronounced vulva, and it is a wonder you don't climax when she turns about and bends over; her plump lips pressing out from between her massive cheeks, "Come on!" she urges you, and you waste no time in surging to your feet and mounting her shapely ass. You groan while you wildly slam yourself against Cinna's curvaceous rear, her butt clapping loudly from every thrust while you live out your deepest fantasies of fucking your girlfriend's best friend. Who gasps with delight, clearly enjoying your frantic rutting, until less than a minute after you started, you creampie Cinna. The streamer laughs as you blow fat reams of cock slop inside of her, "Fuck, that's a lot!" she croons, "It's almost like your cock knows this is the last time it will feel a pussy wrapped around it!"
Snickering, Cinna allows you to unmount her, before squatting down in front of your shrinking cock and tugging your balls back out into place so she can put a ring around them. Giving you a sleazy smirk, she slides the front piece over your shaft, and before you know it, your womanhood is locked in a chastity cage. Cinna stands up and pats you on the cheek, lasciviously swallowing the key before tossing you her moist panties to wear, "You can keep these, pervert," then grabbing your now imprisoned dicklette and dragging you out of Rae's room, apparently unconcerned about the semen dripping down her thighs and onto the floor. Rae was shocked when you both emerge from her bedroom, you dressed like a cheap slut, while Cinna was pantsless with jizz gushing out of her cunt with every step.
"Oh my god!" Rae exclaims, "Oh my god! Why is he dressed like that? Wait," she gasps, "Did he cum in you? What the fuck were you two doing in there!"
Cinna pats the air comfortingly, "Don't worry Rae, his worthless cum won't knock me up, I get rawdogged all the time and I've only gotten preggo like..." she counts her fingers, "Um," you and Rae both stare at the streamer while she mutters to herself, "Okay, maybe it happens a lot!"
Rae's eyes boggle while she struggles to come up with a response, "Okay. But. You let my boyfriend creampie you!" she gargles, "And WHY, is he wearing my fucking lingerie!"
Cinna rolls her eyes while she saunters up to Rae, "Because he likes being a girl, obviously," but before Rae could respond to that, she continues, "Anyways, just shut up, and let me show you," whereupon she kisses Rae full on the lips. Your girlfriend struggles, before subsiding into the embrace, returning the kiss with hungry passion; she had obviously been thinking about a threesome as well. The pair tear each other's clothes off, their hands salaciously groping one another while you just sit on the couch and watch while their naked bodies writhe against each other. Your cock throbs and bulges within its cage at the arousing sight, Valkyrae's more tanned and petite form smothered by Cinna's voluptuous curves as the two stagger towards the couch and crash onto it next to you. Your girlfriend was hornier that you had ever seen her, and her hand blindly gropes for your dick, thinking out of habit to get it up so that you could fuck her, but...
The streamer breaks out of her kiss with Cinna, and whines in confusion, "Wait! How- how are we supposed to fuck when he's all locked up!" Rae pouts unhappily, but Cinna is quick to sooth her,
"Oh! He won't be fucking you, I will!" she tells your girlfriend cheerfully,
"Well, okay, but I need more than fingers in me!" Rae says doubtfully, and Cinna rolls her eyes once more at you before reaching down into her purse and pulling out something long and floppy and straps dangling from it, "What the fuck," Rae exclaims in horror, "There is no way that thing is fitting inside of me! That's like, twice as big as his!"
But Cinna was undeterred, standing up and pulling the strap-on up over her ample hips and securing it against the peach fuzz that dowered her pussy, "Just bend over, bitch," Cinna giggles while she hauls Rae up before tossing her on top of you, where she uncertainly assumes the position.
"I'm so worried babe, this is going too fast," Rae whimpers to you, her face inches away from yours as Cinna pushes the softly barbed head of her dong against Rae's entrance, "Wait! It's too-" she cries out, "big?" Rae gasps, her eyes rolling back while her mouth opens to emit a moan of pleasure that you had never heard before; and whatever concern she had about getting fucked atop her crossdressing boyfriend evaporates.
Cinna's massive breasts wobble and bounce in time with her thrusts, wasting no time in forcing her sizable "dick" deep inside of Rae, who seems completely hapless in the face of this assault. Your girlfriend gurgles and squeals, gasping and howling, frantically clutching at you while her pussy gets stretched to the limit, her cunt gushing noisily around the thick rubber impaling her. Rae appears to have forgotten about you entirely, and your cocklette drools pitifully from the sight of your beloved girl getting fucked better than you ever could. Cinna was, of course, enjoying all of this immensely, and she teases you relentlessly while she skillfully plows Rae,
"Aww, what's wrong cucky? Isn't this what you wanted? To be one of the girls? I think Rae has forgotten all about your little shrimp-dick!" Cinna slaps Rae's ass, "Hey bitch, do you want your boyfriend to fuck you right now?"
Rae blubbers, "No! I mean... sorry babe! Yes! I don't care! I just need cock!" she screams, and Cinna laughs, shoving the other streamer off of her strap-on,
"Okay then, fuck her, 'boyfriend'!" she sneers at you, "Give her what she wants!'
Rae scrambles to bend over for you, arching her back and spreading her cheeks with a novel enthusiasm, her pussy gaping and drooling in welcome. But your dick was locked up, so all you were able to do was desperately hump at her read, your worthless clitty dripping and throbbing within its confines. Naturally, this was nowhere near enough stimulation to satisfy your girlfriend, and she was quick to berate you for your lack of penetration, "Stop fucking around babe! Fuck me already! Take your dick out and fuck me!" Rae wails, grinding her ass against your crotch with nymphomaniacal fury, painfully squishing your caged genitals. But with the key to your cage currently floating around in Cinna's stomach, there was little you could do aside from fail miserably as a man. So when Cinna shoves you out of the way with a cackle, Rae is quick to ignore you and wrench open her butt for her instead, her dark brown holes palpitating eagerly. Rae lets out a scream of triumph when Cinna mounts her once more, her loosened cunt taking every inch of Cinna's massive dong with obvious relish, her thighs already wet with her splattered juices.
So you just get to watch impotently then while Rae shrieks with pleasure and climaxes again and again, mewling for mercy but receiving none while Cinna reshapes her formerly tight pussy. Your cage leaks piteously, creating a watery stain that does not go unnoticed by your tormentor, "Are you getting off to this?" Cinna laughs, "Are you really enjoying getting cucked that much you pathetic loser? Just look how big a mess you're making! Too bad your tiny little clitty will never go inside of Rae again, by the time I'm done with her she wouldn't be able to feel it at all!" Cinna spanks Rae's reddened cheeks, making the bitch howl, "Don't worry though sissy, after I'm done blowing this whore's holes out, it will be your turn!" Your cocklette dribbles at the thought of taking Rae's place, and CInna lasciviously licks her lips at the sight, kneading her ample cleavage to excite you further. When the streamer is satisfied that your girlfriend was thoroughly ruined, she once more shoves her off of her strap-on with a grunt. Cinna reaches into her nearby bag and pulls out an exotically-shaped dong that if anything was larger than the one she was sporting, and slams it onto the coffee table, "Sit on this," she orders the gurgling wreck of woman, "It's your boyfriend's turn to get fucked like a bitch!"
Your freshly crowned size-queen Rae wastes no time in scrambling off the couch and positioning herself above the bulbous phallus, her face flush with arousal. Meanwhile you get bent over on the couch, unable to resist Cinna's demand that you assume the position and relax, "Not that I care though," she informs you cheerfully, "It's wet enough to go inside anyways!" And Cinna was entirely correct, her strap-on was literally dripping with your girlfriend's cunt-juices, and slides inside of your asshole without too much effort on her part. You squeal as loudly as Rae had, and your clitty leaks simply from the stimulation of being penetrated, a trickle of filmy fluid that stains the couch. And while you were taking your first pounding, Rae was busy taking her first truly massive dick, and was loving every girthy inch that filled her stretched-out pussy, her eyes rolling back and her tongue lolling. With Cinna's powerful thrusts plowing your ass into a pussy, your womanhood starts spraying what remains of your masculinity onto the cushions, your caged meat surrendering to its pathetic fate.
Only when you start pissing your pathetic cock slop all over the couch and floor does Rae finally truly notice what her best friend and new girlfriend were up to, and smiles broadly, "Oh fuck babe, you're a big dick slut too now!" Rae says in wonder, before beaming, "Now we can get fucked together like this, I should have known your tiny dick wasn't satisfying me!" And your only response was to waste yet more of your useless seed ruining her furniture. Cinna giggles,
"See? I told you I would show you, and I was right wasn't I?" She slaps your ass, "Isn't he so much better as a she? She can take my cock even better than you can!"
Rae groans as runnels of cunt honey run down the wide base of her dildo, "Oh fuck, that's good! I don't think! He would even! Fit in me!" she gasps out, climaxing heavily around the dong impaling her guts, the bulge in her belly wobbling obscenely. Rising off of her perch with a grunt, Rae shows off her gaping hole to you with glee, "Too loose for you!" she teases, before asking, "You want a turn Cinna?"
But Cinna just purrs and presses her curvy body down against yours, "Oh don't worry Rae, I've got an even better idea..."
As it turned out, Cinna had a spare key for your cage, but had no intentions of freeing you, and the moment your cock expanded freely into the cold air, it was pushed back in again by a flat cage this time.
"Do you just like, always carry this stuff around?" Rae asks with bemusement while she slowly rides her huge dong, having remounted while she watches Cinna screwing a large dildo into the front hole of your cage,
"Obviously, I use these a few times a week," Cinna responds cheerfully, giving your attached dong a few practice slaps before picking up her phone and clambering onto the couch next to you, "So, I was thinking I could invite some friends over..." she says with a wicked smile, and Rae's eyes light up at the thought, both girls sharing a knowing smirk; they knew exactly what they would be getting up to. Cinna bends over, her massive edifice of an ass supported by her enormous toned thighs, with her plump pussy glistening in the gap between her legs, and flicks through her phone, "Well, I didn't give you a better dick to just stare at me, girl, fuck me already!" Cinna tosses her hair and wiggles her butt meaningfully.
So now you fuck your much lusted-after Cinna for the second time this day, though this time you're doing at as a girl with a massive strap-on; it's not like your worthless clitty could satisfy her! Cinna moans as the sizable dong slides into her juicy cunt, her folds gushing wetly while you fill her to the hilt; if you thought hard enough, you could imagine how warm and moist it feels against your "dick". Your womanhood leaks yet more wasted fluids down your balls while you fuck the streamer, her enormous cheeks slamming back against you with every thrust, bruising your crotch. Getting plowed doesn't stop Cinna from making the call though, "Hey lover boy!" she trills, "Wanna have some fun? I've got a new bestie that could use some dick... Yeah! Bring some friends! Wait... what do you mean traffic? Ugh, fuck LA!" Cinna grumbles before hanging up, "They'll be here in like, half an hour," she complains to Rae, who just shrugs,
"Whatever, I want to stretch myself out more on this anyways" Rae gurgles happily, once more bouncing on the colossal dildo that was rearranging her guts.
Cinna looks back at with with a grin, "So that means you have 30 minutes to enjoy fucking me, loser!" the clap of her weighty cleavage punctuating her abuse, "And then you get to watch me and Rae getting railed by a bunch of big dicked fuckboys! Don't worry, I'm sure they'll let you watch us getting used, and with how loose we are... I bet they'll be able to cram their fat cocks into us and plow us until we scream! You'll just get to sit there and watch and leak like the tiny-dicked cuck that you are while me and Rae getting out brains fucked out! I wonder if Rae is gonna get knocked up from this, those guys never use protection..." Cinna smirks, "Ooo, that got you excited! I might join you from time to time then, and we can watch your girlfriend getting impregnated by a bunch of fuckboys!" Cinna laughs with excitement, "Well, what do you think, cucky?"
You let out another slew of watery jizz down your balls, splattering Cinna's clit with your biological inferiority, which was answer enough.
Masterlist word count: 3,008 Kofi(donations/commissions)
She's equal parts infuriating and fascinating.
Magenta.
No last name. Or maybe that is her last name. Either way, that's all it said on the rental agreement and her bedroom door when you first moved in: Magenta. The letters were all lowercase like she was too cool for proper grammar. You know Magenta, in the Biblical sense (and it didnāt take long).
She's always in her room streaming or recording or...doing whatever it is social media influencers do when they aren't online. But she likes candles, fried rice and catcore aesthetics. She thinks pumpkin spice season starts September 1st and she loves reality TV. Not exactly the makings of a deep and spiritual connection.
Now, living with Magenta, well, it has its ups and downs.
There are some things that never get done around here without you doing them; she rarely cooks, which wouldn't bother you so much if she at least did dishes once in a while. It doesn't help that she takes long hot showers. In a house with only one bathroom, this can really put a cramp in your morning routine.
Magenta doesn't clean the place very often either. At first, you just let it go because everybody has their own ways of doing things, right? But after a few weeks of living together, you realised that she's just...not going to do it. Like ever. So then there's nothing for it but to either live in a constant state of messiness or bite the bullet yourself.
Sometimes you feel like you're not living with a roommate so much as providing lodging for some kind of freeloading spirit that passes through periodically.
When you first moved in, you were worried about what your roommate might think of you: would they be weirded out by your habits? Would they judge your taste in decorations? Would you get along? Would you have enough space for both of you?
Those fears melted away pretty quickly once you met her. You could tell from the moment she opened the door that day (and didn't even look up from her phone) that she didnāt care.
You soon learned that Magenta is messy but friendly. She stays up all night and sleeps during the day. She's everywhere online: Instagrammer, Tiktokker (is that what they call it?), live streamer or these days sheās even on the radio and TV. She doing something for one of those things right now, with her bedroom door closed and music playing faintly behind it.
You're standing in the kitchen, staring down her latest infringement. Now, these empty take-out boxes were here this morning when you left. They were also here last night, and yesterday afternoon, and...you get where this is going.
"Hey, you awake in there?!" you shout towards her bedroom but get no response.
With a sigh, you walk over to her door and knock. Twice. Then again, louder when you still get no response. Finally, you resort to pounding on it repeatedly until it suddenly swings open to reveal your roommate shouting, "What!?" You step back, slightly taken aback by how loudly she said that single word. Her eyes soften instantly, though when they land on you.
She looks good. Not even just in a 'good for someone who hasn't slept yet today' kind of way. Just straight-up hot. Magenta wears a faded pink crop top emblazoned with an anime character and little cut-off cotton shorts covered in cookie prints. The low waistband of the shorts hangs off her hips, exposing the start of a light purple thong that cuts diagonally across her hip bones.
"I think our apartment might get condemned if you don't clean sometime soon."
Your roommate leans against the door frame. She pushes some dark brown hair behind her ear as she says, "Can't you do it for me? Just this once?"
"Just this once?" you repeat, crossing your arms. Your lips curl into a smile as you ask back to her, "Can't you do it just this once?"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I'm always reminding you to clean, and you never do it. So guess who does it? It's not the magical cleaning fairyāit's me."
Her eyes roll skyward so forcefully you imagine you can hear them squeaking in their sockets.
"Why are you giving me such a hard time about this?" she says. "This seems really petty."
"It's not petty," you protest. "I have stuff to do and I shouldn't have to keep picking up after my adult roommate." You say the word 'adult' laden with implications. She gets your meaning immediately. Her lips twist.
"oh, I get it," she says with a smirk. "I guess it's been a while since I gave you a little thank you. Well, I need to get this video finished, so could you maybe clean it up and come back here after?"
So there's the perks. Two of them actually, as she pulls up her pink crop top and flashes you what's beneath. A pair of purple lace bra cups strain to contain your roommate's ample endowment. Pale skin pours out from beneath them, flesh squeezing together into a deep cleavage that entices you closer even as you shake your head.
"You can't keep pulling tricks like this, Magenta," you say, trying desperately to hold onto your train of thought while also enjoying the view. It helps that you know those breasts intimately. Hell, you've worshipped those breasts. They've spilt around your hands, smothered your face and laid upon your thighs. You know what the soft warmth inside each cup feels like. And, God, they feel really fucking good.
"I really appreciate your help and everything," she says, her bottom lip suddenly pushing out into a cute pout that goes well beyond suggestive. "And I'd like to show you just how much I appreciate it..."
Your resolve lasts right up until Magenta runs a finger down one of her tits to tease along the edge of the lacy purple material. That's when you give up. There's no point in fighting anymoreāshe has won this battle (just like all others).
"Just go finish your work already," you finally say, letting out a sigh.
Magenta smiles and giggles, lowering her shirt. "Thanks. Love ya!"
With a wink, she slips back into her room. You stand alone for several seconds before shaking your head. Back to cleaning, then.
-
It's not exactly easy to focus on sorting the recycling into the correct bins when your roommate has just reminded you how nice her tits are. They're on your mind a lot, to be honest. More than they should be probably. Sometimes they're on your cock, though not as often as they should be. Probably.
You're counting your blessings that none of the neighbours are doing late-night recycling because then you'd have to explain why your face is red and your pants are bulging.
That doesn't stop the occasional glance towards your neighbour's house, where Mrs Kim likes to smoke on her front porch some nights. You think she smokes more than she should, but that's really none of your business. Her watching you from across the street, however, is very much your business, so you peek over your shoulder once in a while to check if she's spying. Again. Or still. Whatever.
One last box. The light outside is fading rapidly, but you can just barely make out that it comes from...the Greek place you love?
Oh. Oh no. Did she eat gyros and not bring you any? Damn, that girl knows how to be cruel!
When the recycling is finally squared away you dust off your hands. It's a symbolic gesture since all you've done is shove cardboard and glass into the right bins, but it makes you feel accomplished nonetheless.
Back in the apartment and lock the door behind you.
"There you are. Where have you been?"
"The bins, have you ever seen them before?" You mock while still fiddling with the lock chain.
"That was quick," comes her response. Your eyes follow the sound of her voice. Magenta is lying upside-down on the couch. She swings her feet lazily in the air while looking at something on her phone. Her dark hair cascades nearly to the floor. Those short shorts mean you can see most of her long legs. Then there's the curve of her hip, the crease of her thigh... "Get over here."
It's a rare occasion that Magenta voluntarily puts her phone down, yet she does just that as you walk over. The closer you get, the more enticing her position becomes: laying across the couch, head tipped backwards off the cushions to watch you approach her.
"So," she says. Her fingertips brush over the exposed skin of her belly. The fingers trace lines up and across her abdomen, moving between the edge of her shorts and her top. The motion catches your eyeāand she knows it. "I owe you, don't I?" Her eyelids flutter innocently. Or rather, far less than innocently.
"For today? Yeah. Definitely." You clear your throat and try again, "For quite a few days, actually."
"Quite a few," she echoes in agreement. Her hand continues to crawl upward until it reaches the peak of her breasts rising beneath her faded pink crop top. The movement presses the supple skin together in a way that has you standing right in front of her before you even realize you've walked over.
She pushes them hard together before letting them settle back to normal. Gravity spreads them apart, flesh pouring across her chest from the tightly gathered fabric keeping them barely contained. She reaches out over her head, to you, and grabs you by the belt buckle. Pulls you forward until you are stood over her. Even though she's upside down, she makes such effortless work of unbuckling the leather strap that you barely notice. One second it's on; the next it's flapping loose.
It takes only two sharp tugs to force your pants and boxers down past your knees. Magenta doesn't waste any time reaching out to touch your cock, gently running her hands over it until she can wrap her entire hand around the warm shaft and pull you until you fall to your knees. Her head hangs right in front your your length, and you see the teasing sparkle in her eye even upside down.
Her hot breath hits the skin of your bare cock. Lips press a series of soft, wet kisses down from your tip towards your balls. Then back up again, trailing even more tiny pecks that leave your skin tingling. You let your cock nudge against her cheek, feeling it slide along the smooth skin.
With both hands wrapped around your cock, Magenta holds your tip right in front of her mouth. Her tongue sticks out from between her lips, slowly, methodically lapping circles around the crown of your cock.
"Oh, God," you mutter, and you need to hold onto something, anything. First, it's the couch, then it's her tits.
Your hand lands heavily atop the nearest swell of flesh and squeezes tight, pushing it further out of her crop top. She hums approvingly at the groping and wraps her lips around your cockhead. Suckles sweetly. Slurps noisily until spit pools at the corner of her stretched lips.
She lets gravity help guide your cock into her waiting mouth. The further you slip inside, the more she relaxes her jaw to accept you. But then she reaches up and pulls on your hips. You glide up against her grateful tongue. Until her nose meets your stomach. She gags. It's so fucking lewd.
The whole thing makes you squeeze her chest harder. So big in your palm and yet somehow always bigger than you remember. You forget sometimes just how incredible these tits are. When they bounce in a video she's recorded, you rememberābut never quite how heavy they are when you hold them; the way they give to your grasp in exactly the right amount; or the way her nipple puckers just slightly as it stiffens beneath your kneading grip.
"You're so sexy like this," you say.
The compliment elicits an appreciative groan from Magenta. Her head moves with your hips now, bobbing to meet each thrust, spit dripping down her cheeks. The messiness of the sloppy blowjob matches her other personality traits frighteningly well.
With her head pinned and her arms on you, you're free to pull up her shirt and expose her. The dirty minx has taken off her bra, so the expanse of her milky skin greets you. You cup them in each palm, feeling the heft of them, squeezing them greedily. They push back, moulding into the shape of your desire, and she moans, a low guttural note vibrating right through your length.
Her body writhes beneath your attention. Her thighs spread outwards, feet rolling at the ankle in time with each gently guided thrust into her throat. Fingers squeeze you, scratching lightly at the skin above your ass to encourage you deeper inside her hungry maw. Deeper into her throat until she chokesā
You let up, panting, admiring the sight of her stretched out for your viewing pleasure. Her eyes flutter open, looking up at you from her upside-down position. The intensity in them draws you in again.
"Oh shit," you groan as you drive into her, plunging your cock balls deep until her purple-painted nails dig into the small of your back. You pump faster, lost in the warm embrace of her greedy sucking.
Magenta squirms beneath you, whining and groaning and bucking, begging you for more. Her cunt must be throbbing with anticipation. Poor thing wants your cum. You can tell.
You want her tits.
She gasps when you fully withdraw from her mouth. Her face is a fucking mess of saliva and smudged makeup. Before she can question you, you reposition yourself in front of her, straddling her beautiful face as you lower your rigid length between her breasts.
She's quick to pick up what you're putting down. With both hands pressing the creamy flesh of her boobs inward, she creates a tunnel for you to slide your dick into.
It feels as good as it looks. Soft pressure envelops your slick length, wrapping around the sensitive skin and creating a delightful sleeve for you to hump into. You can't get enough.
As soon as you hit a good pace, fucking your roommate's chest hard and fast, she starts giggling.
"What?" you ask.
"It tickles." Her laugh is breathy but not as loud as it usually is. "Keep going."
So you do. Thrust after thrust you plunge deeper, drawing more and more of yourself into the valley between her perfect tits. The more you use her, the further she parts her legs that run up the back of the sofa. Soft thighs splayed for nothing but display. Then, just as you start to admire them, she clenches them together. Your eyes trace down the pale skin until they arrive at her crotch where the bottoms of her cookie-patterned shorts have ridden up against her wet slit. She's gyrating her hips in all sorts of directions and rubbing herself against the material in some attempt to satiate her growing needs.
The soft flesh of her midriff jiggles between the thrusting into her tits and the twisting of her hips below. You can't stop staring. Fuck. How does this girl have every single curve?
At first, you try holding backāyou want this to last longer. But after a few seconds, you realize you can't fight this feeling. Not when you've got such a good view. And certainly not with her nipples so hard under the press of your thumbs. She arches up when you pinch them, and you know you're done for.
And then, as if she can feel it by the way you're thrusting, she begins to coo and beg under you. She knows she's getting you close, and she wants it. Bad.
"Cum on me," she coaxes sweetly, the words barely audible over the slapping sounds. "I've been so bad, baby. You deserve to paint my body."
That's all it takes. That final little plea. Your eyes roll back, your hips snap forward and your cock explodes. Thick ropes over her body, the first reaching her thighs before you adjust your aim and finish across the plane of her belly. Soft curves take your load while she encourages you through soft, little pleasured mewls. You may have got some on her shorts, but you paint her stomach white before pulling up and jerking the final drops onto her chest.
"Mmmm, messy boy," Magenta laughs breathlessly as your cum drips down her curves. She lays there beneath you, her smile wide and wickedly innocent, one hand slowly running circles over the sticky mess on her tummy, smearing it across her skin.
After a few seconds of panting and trying to gather yourself, you climb off of her and sit back against the couch. She turns so her head rests in your lap, facing your spent and dripping length. Magenta teases you still by using her own fingertip to collect your seed and place it across her lips, then licking them clean while making sure you're watching. And fuck are you ever.
"So, about my room," she purrs, eyes twinkling mischievously up at you.
"What about it?"
"Well... It needs cleaning, and I was thinkingā"
"No," you feign protest, knowing you've already agreed. "Just clean it yourself." Her negotiation will come next. You can see it on her lips. "I'm not doing it."
Magenta leans up and whispers, "But you might change your mind if you find out what's waiting for you beneath my shorts."
That damn purple thong, still visible at her waistband, calls you toward her like a beacon. "What's beneath your shorts?"
Her laugh is playful. A little shrug as her fingers toy at the hem of the garment in question. "Agree to clean my room and youāll find out."
Tags: 2.6k words, sneaky sex, hidden sex, car sex, streamer x fan, bratty, creampie, on-stream teasing, romance
As you strolled through the crowded TwitchCon, trying to locate Pokimane's booth, the sea of people parted momentarily. You droned along and bumped right into someone, sending you to the ground. You looked up and realised you were faceātoāface with the Queen of Twitch herself, Pokimane. "OāOh, I'm sorry," you mumbled, feeling your cheeks flush.
Pokimane's bright smile and twinkling eyes met yours. As she helped you up, you took in the sight of her in a tightāfitting dress that accentuated her voluptuous figure, highlighting her facial features and her long, wavy brown hair. "Oh my god, are you okay? I'm so sorry," she apologised, as she checked you for injuries. Your eyes sparkled as you mumbled out a stuttering mess of a sentence.
"Woah, woah, slow down there, cowboy~" Pokimane teased as she patted your shoulders. You took a deep breath and locked gazes with her. "Okay... Oh my god... I'm likeā your biggest fanā" you managed.
"Oh! Why thank you, I had no idea I had such cute looking fans~" she continued to tease. Your cheeks flushed a deep red as you stuttered, your mouth agape. "CāCan I get a picture with you?"
She nodded, as she hugged you really close, squeezing your arm in between her tits as she took one with your phone and one with hers. "Well, I'll see you at my booth, cutie~" she gave you a smile and a wink before starting to walk off.
"Pokimane, waitā I'm actually Y/Nā"
"Y/N? That sounds familiar... OH! You're a regular in my chat! The donations you give me are honestly incredible, I'm not running your bank account into the ground am I?" she teased with a little sense of concern in her eyes. "Actually... why don't you come with me?" she asked, stretching out her hand for you to hold. As you grabbed her hand, she gave you a gentle squeeze before stepping back into the crowd with you.
You trailed behind her, her soft fragrance wafting into your nose as you walked. Your gaze subconsciously glued to her swaying ass. Your heart swelled with pride as you held hands with your idol.
As Pokimane led the way, the swish of her hips captivated you as she moved through the sea of people. "So, have you been enjoying TwitchCon? I've managed to meet some fans, but none as cute as you so far~ I've also been trying to stream a bit too, but it's been hard to get a good signal in here."
She gestured to her booth as it finally came into view, a space filled with Pokimane merch, fans, and even a small livestream setup. "So here's my little corner. What do you think?" She looked at you with a mischievous glint in her eye, waiting for your reaction.
"Wow, for a small setup, this looks really good. I was expecting to see more of your fans hereā but hey, fewer of them, means I could have longer conversations with you right?"
She nodded, playfully smiling as she brought you to her setup. "Oh look, I've got a connection. Wanna stream with me a little?"
You thought about it, but before you could give her an answer, she brought you down onto her chair, sitting herself onto your lap once you're settled in. You felt your pants tighten as your cheeks burned.
As her stream turned on, she wriggled and squirmed on your lap, her eyes gleamed with mischief as she began to tease you in front of her audience. She turned to straddle you and leaned forward, her cleavage seemingly begging for your eyes to take it all in as she strategically placed her hands on your chest. "Hey guys~ This is Y/N. I met him while walking around TwitchCon, isn't he cute? Well, we're about to kick things off with a game," she announced, her voice dripping with a sudden seduction as she winked at you.
You gulped, your heart pounding, as she turned around and began to casually play a game while sitting on your lap. Her hips swayed back and forth, rubbing against you in rhythm with her movements. The sensation sent shivers down your spine as she talked to her fans, turning to give you teasing and flirting looks after each one.
As the game progressed, Pokimane began to slowly lift her leg, revealing a good portion of her thigh underneath her dress. She continued to tease and play, her leg shifting back and forth, giving you glimpses of her shapely calves. At some point, you raised your hands and rested them on her hips, slowly guiding her around as she continued to squirm.Ā
Eventually, she stopped the game, and with a seductive grin, she said, "Well, Y/N, you've been such a good boy, with such strong hands..." She leaned back, her body arching as she caressed your face with her palm, "...so let's see if you can handle this~" she leaned in closer, her lips brushing against yours as she whispered, "Why don't you show all those at home how much of a fan you are?"
Your hands trembled as you gripped her hips tighter. Her breathing grew heavier as you slowly moved her back and forth, her own breaths matching the slow, steady pace of your hands. Just then, she stopped you, "Wait, Y/Nā let's go somewhere else~"
She stood up, her tight pink dress shimmering in the light of the convention as she led you out through the back and into the van she arrived in. She playfully patted your hand before pulling you in for another kiss, her tongue teasing your lips. "I know there aren't as many people there at the booth, but I don't want anyone interrupting us... You do seem like the best fan I could have ever asked for..."
Her words sent a jolt of arousal and embarrasment through you. She straddled you once more as she placed the camera she brought from her live setup on the couch opposite you two. She placed her phone, with the stream on next to it.
"Alright guys~ Let Y/N show you how a true fan should be~" as she turned to you to connect your lips once more in an even deeper kiss, she remembered. "Oh waitā I can't show this on Twitch, or I'll get banned... Looks like I'll just have to record it and post it after~ Sorry everyone, I need some time with my Y/N~"
Her voice was flirtatious and a little bratty, as she turned the stream off but kept the camera running. As the screen went black, Pokimane broke the kiss, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Alright, Y/N, time for a little gift from me to you, for being such a big fan~"
She began to grind her hips against yours. The sensation was sending waves of pleasure through your body, and you let out a soft moan, "Aahh, Pokimane, IāI can't..."
She smirked, her eyes full of carnal desire. "Oh, I think you can, Y/N. You've been doing so good so far." She leaned in close to whisper into your ear, "Plus, I'm sure you deserve a reward for being my biggest donator~ And if what I'm feeling is right... BIGGEST has two meanings here~"
Pokimane pulled your shirt over your head, exposing your chest as she trailed kisses from your lips, down to your jawline and then to your neck. "Mmmm, Y/N... you taste so good..." Her voice quivered as her hands danced down to the waistband of your pants, slowly lowering them.
As she revealed your erection, she climbed off and knelt in front of you. She gave a playful lick, making you shudder. "Wow... You truly are a BIG fan..." she teased as she gave the shaft a long lick. "Now just relax and let me reward you~" she gripped your length, giving it a firm stroke, and you let out a moan, "Gnnnngh... Pokimane... oh, fuck... don't stop..."
Her hand movement became more vigorous as she worked faster, her face a mixture of desire and satisfaction. "That's it, such a good fan deserves a good reward~ My my, you're loving this, aren't you, Y/N? I bet I'm the best you've ever had, huh?" Her bratty confidence added fuel to the fire as a smirk tugged at her lips.
You nodded, unable to speak coherently, as she leaned back, her dress now bunched up around her waist. "You're not the only one who needs a little attention, y'know?" With one hand still on your cock, she slowly slid her other hand down her thigh, fingertips circling her soaked entrance.
Her hips began to sway, the grinding motions now more frantic, as her fingers danced between her legs. The combination of her touch and how hard you were sent shivers down both your spines. She bit her lip, her eyes closed, as she moaned, "Mmm, Y/N, I can't wait to see what else you have in store for me... if you show me a good enough time, I might actually make you my boyfriend~"
The thought of it sent your arousal through the roof. Your hands gripped the side of the van seat as she continued her movements, both of you lost in the moment, each moan and sigh filling the confined space. "You're doing soooo good~ Keep going, keep moaning for me, Y/N~" she purred, encouraging you as you removed the second one.
As you felt your release coming, Pokimane clenched her grip on you, stopping you just short of climax. "No, Y/N, not yet. I want more of you." She freed her fingers from her pussy, her moans becoming more ragged. She leaned forward and nestled your cock right in between her tits, her bra squeezing them together and tightening their grip on your shaft.
"Let's see how you respond to these fat tits~" she whispered, her breath hot against your tip as she engulfed you cock and began to bob her head, her tits moving in a slow rhythm, squeezing and releasing your cock.
Her saliva dripped onto your length, making it glisten as her lips brushed against your tip. "Mmmm, Y/N... you feel... so fucking good...", she moaned, her eyes closed.
As she continued, she used her biceps to squeeze her tits together even harder as she placed the fingers of both her hands into her pussy, diving deep into her wetness. Her moans grew louder, her hips gyrated, and her hand danced. "Fuck, Y/N... you taste so good... so fucking good...", she panted, her eyes rolling back as she neared her climax.
Pokimane's saliva coated your cock, and her tits moved in a perfect sync with her fingers. Her breasts quivered, her nipples hard against her bra as she continued to titāfuck you.
She let out a loud moan, "Gnnnngh... Y/N... oh, fuck... I'm gonna cum...", her body tensed, and her orgasm washed over her. As she came down from it, she leaned forward, moving her body in a rapid cycle, her tits squeezing agaisnt your shaft and rubbing it.Ā
"You gonna cum for me? Show me how much you love me, Y/N~" her movements became more erratic and hungry as her gaze locked with yours. She started bobbing her head on your shaft once more and before long, she felt your body tense as you exploded in her mouth, sending a wave of your hot cum flowing down her throat.Ā
After a while, she pulled her mouth away from your cock before gulping the semen down. She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out to show you her empty mouth, dripping with saliva. "Such yummy cum~"
Pokimane stood up, her dress scrunching up a little more around her waist as she straddled your lap once more, her braāclad breasts swaying as she leaned forward over you. She eased herself up, her chest heaving, and removed her bra, revealing her plump, erect nipples. "Now, Y/N, I want you to prove to me that you're the best fan I've ever had... I want you to make me cum now~"
With that, she lowered herself onto your rockāhard cock, her tight entrance enveloping you. She bit her lip, her nails digging into your chest as she began to ride you slowly.
Her eyes met yours, her bratty grin returning. "And if you can make me cum as hard as I just did, I promise, I'll consider you my boyfriend~" her hips began to move faster, her body bouncing as she built up to another climax.
As Pokimane rode you, her facial expressions were a mix of pleasure and surprise. Her lips parted as she let out a loud moan, "Aahh, Y/N, I'm...", her eyes glazed over, as her body trembled. You gripped her hips, your cock buried deep inside her, your lips met hers for a passionate kiss, as you both continued to moan into each other.
Her moans became louder, "Mmmm, Y/N... you feel... so fucking good...", she panted, her body arching back as she rode you, her hands gripping your shoulders, her nails digging into your skin. "This is... oh, I never expected... Y/N, you're... so big... I'm... I'm...", her voice trailed off as her body began to convulse, her eyes rolling back as she was pushed over the edge.
Her climax hit her hard, her pussy clenching and tightening around your cock, milking you as she screamed your name, "Y/N! FUCK!", her body bucking as she came down from her high. She hugged you tightly, her chest heaving as she began to ride you once more.
"Nngh, fuck... Pokimaneā you came so quickā"
"Yeah, because... You... you're incredible, Y/N... I can't believe I'm gonna remember you as my biggest donator... no... my boyfriend..." she whispered between moans. Her hand moved down to your chest, and she began to play with your nipples. "Fuck, let's go again, Y/N, cum with me~"
Pokimane's movements became more frantic, her nails digging into your shoulders, her mouth meeting yours in a feverish and passionate kiss. As you felt your climax growing, her eyes met yours, and she began to suck on your bottom lip as she rode you faster.
You could feel the heat rising in your loins, and just as her eyes rolled back, and she let out a loud moan, "Gnnnngh... Y/N... oh, fuck...", you gripped her hips and her ass tight as you let go of your hot seed, filling her with your release.
Pokimane's body shuddered as she screamed, riding out yet another one of her orgasms. She collapsed onto your chest, her breathing heavy, her hair messy, and her body covered in a sheen of sweat.
"Now see, that's how you make a girl cum~" she exhaled as she brought her lips up to yours once more. "Y/N... my... my boyfriend...", she whispered, her eyes closing, as she started to come down from her high, cuddled into your chest.
You held her close, your heart swelling with pride as you watched her sleep, a satisfied smile spreading across your face. Your chest rose and dipped as you attempted to process the day you'd just had. The atmosphere went from overwhelming to cheeky and now complete satisfaction. Your mind couldn't wrap around the fact that not only did The Pokimane just have passionate sex with you, but also just made you her boyfriend. Pokimane leaned up to look at you with a flirtatious wink, she asked, "So, are you going to follow me to one of my panels or maybe hang around my booth for the rest of the day~?"
[Let me know if you want a part two or if you want me to make this a long running story. And let me know who else you'd want to see a fic about.]
This is the account I am going to be using for anything youtuber/streamer related!! (Especially any "characters"/"personas" they play lol)
So, a little about me!
I normally go by "Kay" online, which you guys are free to call me, but you can also call me any variation of my user (Silly, slimer, slime, etc.)
I am 19, and go by she/her pronouns (but I don't mind if you use others!!)
I have a lot of hobbies, and writing is one of them! I don't just write smut and fanfictions, but am also working on a horror graphic novel (which I might post about here and there lol)!
Here are the specific tags I am using for everything :3
I absolutely LOVE when people ask for me to write stuff! It really gives me motivation to write!!
I, clearly, love slimecicle, but here are all of the things I write about/enjoy related to ytbers & streamers: (Anyone in blue is who I am hyperfixated on rn and will probably prioritize)
Also, any characters that are played by these people (for example, Wilford Warfstache is played by Mark) are 100% open for me to write about!!!
Jschlatt
Ted Nivison
Markiplier
Danny Gonzalez
Caseoh
Jacksepticeye
LordMinion777
Muyskerm
Shane Madej
Ryan Bergara
and of course, slimecicle
Here are the things I WILL NOT write for: (No kink shaming here guys<3)
Anything to do with scat, it's really just not my thing! (i fear piss has grown on me)
Age Play/fauxcest/incest stuff is iffy to me. Send an ask if you want anything like this and I will see, but it totally depends on the situation and how im feeling
I don't really have very many hard limits for writing, and I absolutely love being challenged and doing my research, so PLEASE ask for your dirtiest thoughts (besides the stuff above)!!!
And, to end off this stupidly long post, if you don't like my writing...
Tags: 2.2k words, cheating, slight orgasm denial, sex at twitchcon, streamer x fan, creampie, romance, breeding/impreg
"TwitchCon 202X, and I'm here, all decked out in my favorite Twitch streamer's merch," you thought, admiring your QuarterJade hoodie, tāshirt, and wristband. You spotted her booth in the immense sea of vendors, and you couldn't help but feel nervous as you approached. It wasn't every day you got to meet your idol.
"Wow," you said, stunned as you approached QuarterJade's booth at TwitchCon. The place was packed, and you had to elbow your way through. Your eyes met her gaze as she signed merchandise and she gave you a wink. Heart racing, you finally reached her booth, where you're greeted by her charismatic, dimpled smile.Ā
As you approached her booth, you couldn't help but notice how stunning she was. Her dark auburn hair cascaded down her back, and her beautiful hazel eyes seemed to sparkle as she greeted fans. You waited in line, keeping to yourself so you could keep your composure, and before you knew it, you're faceātoāface with the internet sensation.
"Oh my god, you're here!" she squealed, recognizing you instantly. "I've been waiting for you, I've seen your name in my donations and chats, and I knew I had to meet you in person!" she jumped, excited to finally meet you. She rushed over, giving you a tight hug. You felt solid, and she couldn't help but lean into you for a moment longer than necessary. "Hey there, Y/N~! How did you find your way through this crowd?"
She pulled back, "IāI couldn't miss my favourite streamers booth! Plus, check out all the merch I bought." You excitedly show off her merch you had on. "Wow! You truly are a big fan of me... probably the biggest fan I've seen here today~"
You smiled, feeling yourself come out of your shell a little. "Can I get a picture with you?" you asked, feeling a little nervous. "You can get all the pictures you want~!" With that, you took about a dozen selfies with her, half on your phone and the other half on hers.
"Say, Y/N, are you seeing anyone?" she asked, her gaze crawling from your head to your toes. You hesitated for a while before nodding somberly. "Oh dear, why'd you look so sad? What happened?"
"My girlfriend left me a few weeks ago... It's been pretty rough..."
You felt her body press against yours once more, her tits squishing against your chest. "Oh, sweet baby, it's okay... I'm here for you, okay?" You wrapped your own arms around her, pulling her into an even tighter hug as you buried your face into the side of her neck. Her scent was magical.
After a while, she pulled back, taking the sight of you again. She looked back towards her boyfriend, Masayoshi, before turning to face you once more. She leaned in, subtly grazing her thick thighs against your crotch and managed to gauge that you were packing what her boyfriend was ten fold.
Her hands lingered on your chest, and motioned for you to come closer. "How about you close the booth for me? I think I'm done with the fans for today..." she winked, a playful smile spreading across her face. "I want to spend some time alone with you." She grabbed your hand, tugging you towards the back of my booth, where we can be alone.
You followed her, eyes wide, as she led you to a cozy seating area with a table laden with snacks and drinks. "You're gonna be my new boyfriend," she declared playfully, her voice low to tease.
"What?!" you sputtered, your face instantly heating up. "You... you're joking, right?"
At that moment, Masayoshi approached, "Jodi, why'd you close the booth?" She looked up at him, eyes slightly narrowed. "John... I'm leaving you."
His mouth gaped as he struggled to get a sentence out. "WāWhat? Why?" he asked, his face pale. "I've realised you've never been able to satisfy me. Your cock's so small that all I can really do with you is handjobs. So, I'm leaving you... for my beloved fan, Y/N."
She waved her hand as she brought you close. "Now, if you mind? Me and my dear darling here are going to have some alone time~" she turned to you, her voice low and sultry, her expression hungry. Masayoshi gasped. He couldn't believe it, he'd just been replaced... But look who's on top? You're just glad you're not him right now.
You turned to QuarterJade and captured her lips in a deep and desperate kiss, your tongues intertwined. As he left, she pulled away from the kiss momentarily. "Wait, I wanna try something." She grabbed your hand and lifted you up to stand with her.
Back behind the walls separating the both of you and the rest of the convention, she pushed you against one of the walls, her body crowding against yours. "Now, I know you've been watching my streams for a long while..." she said, her lips close to your ear, "... but which is your favourite game to watch me play, hm?" She reached up, tracing her fingers along your jawline. "If I'm being honest... I love streaming Fortnite the most... I'm not that great, but I think it's fun~"
You smirked. Finally, you could show your favourite streamer the type of love and affection she truly deserved. Not the one some loser was giving her. You leaned in, planting soft and sensual kisses trailing up from her shoulders to her jawline.
"Oh my... Y/N... You're so gentle~ But please, before anything, call me Jodi."
"Jodi..." you whispered, your lips hovering over hers, "I promise, I'll make you feel like you've never felt before."
At those words, Jodi pushed you back against the wall, her lips crashing into yours, her hands reaching for the bottom hem of your shirt. You reciprocated, pulling off her top, revealing her white pushāup bra. You cupped her breasts, digging your fingers underneath the bra padding and feeling her nipples harden under your touch.
"Fuck... Jodi... I've always wondered how soft these are... man I justā" you groaned, your voice thick with lust as you plunge your face into her cleavage, taking in her scent and her taste. She moaned, pressing her body against yours. "Oh, Y/N, you're killing me with these slow, gentle moves. I want more."
Jodi reached for your belt, unbuckling it and sliding down your zipper. Her hand went into your pants, reaching for your throbbing cock. You let out a low groan as she wrapped her fingers around you, stroking your shaft.
"Oh my... What a big boy you are... you're so much bigger than John is~" Jodi purred, her voice thick with desire. "Fuck, touch me, Y/N. I need you to touch me."
You unclasped her bra, the straps falling down her arms. She pushed her breasts into your hands, moaning as you squeezed and teased her nipples. Jodi reached for your pants, pulling them down, along with your boxers, exposing your rockāhard cock.
"I need to feel you inside me so bad," she whispered, her voice shaking.
"Jodiā I don't think I'll ever be able to let go of these tits..."
You pulled down her skirt and panties, revealing her glistening pussy. Jodi spread her legs, inviting you in. You positioned your cock at her entrance, teasing her with the tip. "Please, Y/N, fill me up."
And with that, you thrust into her, your cock stretching her tight walls out. Jodi cried out, her nails digging into your back. "Fuck~! You feel so good, Y/N," she moaned.
You began bucking your hips up into her. Your cock sliding in and out, the sound of your bodies slapping together filling the small space. "Jodi... You're so tight, so wet... This must be your first time... How're you liking it?" you grunted, your thrusts growing deeper and faster.
"I feel fucking amazing, Y/Nā Don't stop. Lean against the wall, it'll give you more stabilityā"
Jodi threw her head back, her moans getting louder. "Oh, Y/N... If you keep that pace upā I'm not gonna last very longā"
"Jodi... I don't want to make you cum too soon. I want you to feel everything," you said, slowing down your thrusts. "But I want you to cum for me. I want to hear you scream my name."
Jodi grabbed your cock, guiding it in and out with her own rhythm, "Y/N, fuck me slow... give me that sweet burn..." she moaned, her eyes rolling back. Her walls tightened around your cock as she milked you with each pass.
You felt your own climax building, the need to fill her with your seed growing stronger. "Jodi, I'm close. I'm gonna cum. Tell me you're ready for it, tell me you want me to fill you up," you ordered, your voice thick with lust.
Jodi pulled you closer, "Don't cum, Y/N... Not yet... I want to feel more of you inside meā I want to touch you too..." She reached down and started to fondle your balls, her free hand still gripping your cock, guiding you in and out of her. Your hands grip onto her ass cheeks tighter, making sure to hold her up.
"Fuck, Jodiā you're fucking torturing meā" you moaned, your thrusts growing more erratic. Your balls tightened, the pressure building within you, but you held back, as she commanded.
You felt her tight pussy clench around you, signaling her approaching orgasm. You knew you wouldn't last much longer. "Oh, fuck, Jodi, I'm gonna cum," you warned her, your thrusts becoming erratic. Jodi's moans grew more frantic, her body trembling. "Y/N, fuck... I'mā I'm so close..." she panted.
"Go ahead, cum for me, Jodiā Let me feel you tighten around my cock... Let me hear you scream..." You whispered, your voice trembling with need. "I'm so close. Don't stop, please."
Soon enough, she cried out, her walls clenching around you, as a wave of pleasure washed over her. "Y/Nā Oh, fuckā!" Jodi cried out, her legs shaking.
As her body clenched, you couldn't help but feel your own cliax approaching. "Damn itā Jodi, I don't know if I can hold on much longer either."
"It's okay, my darling~ Let it out, let it all out, baby~" she moaned, caressing your jawline as she planted a hungry kiss on your lips. She could feel you begin to lose yourself as you neared your edge.
"Yes, Y/N, fill me up... I want it all," she gasped, her body shuddering.
As she spoke, you began thrusting harder, your cock sliding deeper inside her with each pass. Jodi's moans grew louder, her body beginning to shake uncontrollably. The walls of her pussy clenched around you, her orgasm washing over her yet again.
"Y/N! I'm cumming again!!" she screamed, her juices coating your cock as she came. Jodi's body convulsed as she came, her pussy milking your cock. The sensation was too much, you couldn't hang on any longer, you had to empty your load into her.
Feeling her cum around you, you let out a loud groan, your own release flooding her depths. You continued to thrust, emptying every drop of your seed into her, your bodies entwined. Jodi trembled in your arms as you both rode out the aftershocks of your orgasms.
She collapsed onto your chest, panting heavily. Jodi wrapped her arms around you, her face buried in your chest. "Y/N, that was... incredible," she whispered, still catching her breath.
"Holy fuck... Jodiā Iā" before you could continue, she leaned up and silenced you with a loving kiss. "Save it, baby~ Let's do a stream together tomorrow..."
You smiled, changing your grip on her as you brought her into another long series of deep kisses. Finally, you pulled out, the two of you slumping against the wall, panting heavily. "But Jodi... that was truly... unrealā" you managed to say, your hands still cupping her breasts, your fingers tracing her nipples.
"Jodi, I've never felt this way before," you admitted, stroking her hair. "I'm glad I finally got the chance to show you how much I love you."
She collapsed back into your arms, her head resting on your chest. "Y/N, you're my perfect man. I can't believe how amazing you are," she purred, her eyes halfālidded. "Let's go to my house and do it again and again. In a few days we could discuss moving you in with me~"
You smiled, kissing her forehead. "Anything for you, Jodi."
She laughed softly, her hand reaching for your spent cock. "Well, Y/N, I think it's clear John wouldn't've been able to give me what I truly want. Like I said before, you are my new boyfriend," she said, a smile playing on her lips.
You held her close,the two of you, sweaty and satisfied, basking in the afterglow of your passionate encounter. In your arms, Jodi felt safe and loved, while you felt like the luckiest man in the world. This was just the beginning of your newfound love, and the best was yet to come.
Unbeknownst to the both of you, today may not have been a safe day for Jodi. Your little backstage fun may have heavy consequences down the road. But as the two of you were coming down from your orgasmic highs, out of the corner of your eyes, you both spotted Pokimane dragging a fan out of the convention hall. "I wonder what Poki's doing..." Jodi asked before gently placing her head back onto your chest.
[Let me know if you want a part two or if you want me to make this a long running story. And let me know who else you'd want to see a fic about.]
