The Model Goddess Jerking Me Off Mid-Game
It was the weekend, I realized.
I spent the morning studying and finishing assignments, then ate lunch at home while watching YouTube. Faker’s insane Akali solo-kill play. Just how long does this guy plan on reigning as a god?
Suddenly craving a game of League, I jumped straight in.
“Whoa. I almost lost, but the ADC hard-carried us to victory.”
Obviously, I wasn’t Faker.
I’d gotten stomped by Teemo the entire game, but the ADC who soaked up all the kills went super saiyan and carried us to a win.
Today’s feeling pretty good, huh?
‘I finished more of the assignment than I expected anyway. Maybe just one more game?’
Ding-dong~
I was just about to lock in queue when the doorbell rang.
‘I didn’t order delivery. Church people?’
I ignored it.
Every self-sufficient solo liver knows the golden rule: reject any unscheduled visitors. Getting dragged into annoying shit is never worth it.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
“Huh?”
I kept ignoring the doorbell, but now they were straight-up pounding on the door.
What the hell? Some drunk lunatic mistaking my place for his in broad daylight?
“Hey, open the door.”
It wasn’t a lunatic. It was a woman.
Seong Miyeon’s voice came through the door.
She couldn’t even last a single day.
“Why are you here all of a sudden?”
“Just open it already.”
“Why should I trust you enough to open it?”
“You little shit. We’re not strangers, you know.”
“You gotta be extra careful with people you actually know.”
A brief silence.
I thought she’d given up and left, but then a tiny, crawling voice slipped through.
“...Please. Open the door. I’m begging you.”
Her tone was slightly crushed.
Well, if she kept this up in the hallway, it’d be awkward for me too.
I finally opened the door.
Outside stood Seong Miyeon, her face flushed red.
‘Something feels different.’
She was wearing an outfit combo she’d never touched before. Seong Miyeon always wore refined, charismatic clothes. But today it was… soft and fluttery, like a total girlfriend look. She’d even put on a necklace and earrings for once.
“...Can I come in?”
Her voice trembled with anxiety, like she was scared I might reject her. It reminded me of when she became my one-day girlfriend last time. No one, not even me, could easily turn down a voice like that.
“Whatever. Come in.”
Seong Miyeon stepped inside carefully.
“...I’ve thought this before, but your place is actually really nice.”
“I got lucky and found a decent one.”
“You rich or something?”
“Not really.”
If I didn’t splurge, I could live pretty comfortably. Just in case, I was still doing a part-time job. Thanks to that new Childbirth Encouragement Grant, I could order delivery food whenever I wanted these days.
“...So?”
“Hm?”
“I’m already inside your room. That means… you’re planning to do it with me, right?”
Even now, Seong Miyeon was trying her hardest to act arrogant. But the way she kept sneaking glances at me completely ruined the effect. Plus, she was rubbing her thighs together like she couldn’t hold it anymore.
“Didn’t I already answer you last night?”
“Ugh.”
I decided to go harder on her.
Seong Miyeon flinched. In the end, she bit her lip hard before finally speaking.
“...Then how?”
“What?”
“How are you going to… do it with me?”
Seeing her hang her head with that bright red face, she was clearly embarrassed as hell.
“I’ll do anything you like. So can’t we just do it once?”
I’ll admit it honestly.
I got extremely turned on.
I never expected Seong Miyeon to say something like that. She really must be desperate.
“You serious?”
“Fuck. What else do you want me to say? I can’t calm down at all.”
Seong Miyeon stared straight at me. It looked like she’d thrown away every last shred of pride.
“Even if I close my eyes, all I can think about is having sex with you. My pussy keeps tingling. No matter how much I masturbate, it only gets worse.”
Oh. Ohhh.
Hearing such direct, raw feelings made me even hornier.
“I’ll do whatever you ask. You can just lie there with your dick hard and…”
“Ah, wait a sec.”
I cut Seong Miyeon off.
My queue had just popped.
If I missed it now, the game I’d waited for would turn into a dodge!
I rushed over and clicked accept.
Whew. That reaction just now was straight-up Keria levels.
“I’m in the middle of a game right now. Can we talk after this one?”
“What?”
Beyond disbelief, pure rage filled Seong Miyeon’s face.
She trembled for a moment before exploding.
“You fucking bastard! Are you insane?! A girl is standing here like this and you’re thinking about a game?!”
“It’s ranked.”
“Who the fuck cares, you piece of shit!”
Seeing her scream like that, she was seriously pissed.
I did feel a little bad. But if I won this one, I’d finally escape Bronze.
“Whatever. This’ll only take about thirty minutes. It’s not like I’m going anywhere.”
“...And you’ll do it with me after?”
“Probably?”
“Fuck. You’re such a fucking asshole.”
The moment I gave her the slightest hope of sex, she finally calmed down.
Seong Miyeon plopped onto the bed, crossing her legs.
She was actually going to wait. The perfume effect was way stronger than I thought.
‘I sprayed a lot because I like the scent too. Is it getting even stronger?’
Well, I could think about that later.
For now, I focused on the game.
After a while of laning, Seong Miyeon must have gotten bored because she slid over next to me.
“...So this is the game that Faker plays?”
“Oh, you know him?”
“I don’t know the game, but that guy shows up in ads all the time.”
“True. Someone like Lee Sang-hyeok is more famous than most celebrities.”
“The way you talk is so fucking nerdy.”
She settled right beside me and stared openly.
Damn, I can’t play well when someone’s watching.
In the end, I ate Lee Sin’s insane gank and died.
“What the hell. I thought you were good, but you’re trash.”
“It’s because you’re watching.”
“Hmph. Excuses.”
Tsk. She wasn’t wrong. I wasn’t exactly good at the game to begin with.
My screen kept going black over and over.
Eventually the chat lit up.
“Who the hell are you calling your girlfriend?”
“Isn’t it weirder for a girl who isn’t my girlfriend to be in my studio apartment?”
“...Tsk. Always have to talk back.”
Seong Miyeon glared at me with sharp eyes.
What was she so mad about?
“...You’re really going to do it right after it ends?”
“Depends on how you behave.”
“You’re such a fucking bastard.”
Still, the compliments about being pretty and the talk about sex must have lifted her mood. She looked pretty happy now.
The explicit conversation made my heart start racing too.
‘When I type it out in chat, it really does sound insane.’
Seong Miyeon was sitting right next to me while I played League, just waiting to have sex with me?
How the hell did we get here?
Dad would be proud of his third son.
“Hey. What’s with the fifty-minute thing? You said it’d be done in thirty.”
“Just trash talk. We’ll probably lose in under thirty and the nexus will get pushed.”
Though if they really tried hard, it might change. Their movements were completely different from before.
“Tsk. Bullshit.”
Suddenly, Seong Miyeon pulled down my pants and underwear.
My cock and balls were completely exposed.
She gently stroked my balls and shaft.
It was just light touching, but that somehow made it feel even better.
“Hey, hey. What are you doing?”
“You just play your game. I’ll do what I want to do.”
Seong Miyeon gave a mischievous smile and kept moving her hand.
The soft sensation of her hand spreading across my cock.
It was right before a Baron fight, so I couldn’t stop her.
“What the hell. You were acting all tsundere but you’re actually loving this? You’re rock hard.”
“Of course it gets hard when you touch it like that.”
“Just ignore it and focus on the game, okay?”
Easy for her to say. How was I supposed to focus with my dick getting stroked?
Since she was doing whatever she wanted, the pleasure was pretty intense.
The way her fingertips lightly grazed me felt especially good.
Naturally, all my senses focused on my cock.
‘Getting serviced while playing games is pretty thrilling.’
Of course the game was a complete mess.
My skillshots missed, and I kept dying to enemy CC.
...But we won?
When I came to my senses, our minions were marching on the enemy twin towers.
...Is this what male friendship looks like?
The match I thought we’d lose ended in victory much faster than expected.
“Hmm, it’s over.”
Seong Miyeon, who had been gently stroking my cock, smiled.
She was shaking my fully erect dick.
“Hey, was that thing you said in chat for real?”
“...What thing?”
The moment I played dumb, her grip on my cock tightened.
“Ugh!”
“You said you’d do it with me after the game.”
“I told you. It depends on how you act.”
“...What the hell do you want? Just tell me. Why do you keep acting so high and mighty?”
Now that she was staring at a live cock right in front of her, she couldn’t hold back anymore.
Seong Miyeon had gone past urgent and straight into full-blown desperation.
“You’ll really do anything?”
“I won’t do anything that involves selling my life or anything crazy.”
Obviously I had no intention of that. What turned me on was fucking the bully version of Seong Miyeon.
“Just quietly obeying whatever I tell you to do is enough.”
“Like what?”
“For example… this?”
“Eep…!”
I pulled Seong Miyeon into my arms.
Our bodies pressed tightly together.
The feeling of her soft breasts squishing against me was amazing.
“Y-you’re not letting go?”
Her tone was fierce, but she didn’t try to push me away at all.
If anything, she seemed to like it.
“You want me to let go? Then I won’t do anything.”
“...”
When I said it lightly, she immediately behaved.
It probably hadn’t even needed to be said.
The moment I hugged her, she buried her face in my chest and started sniffing like she’d lost her mind.
“Haa… what is this smell? Loser, why does your scent smell so good?”
I’d sprayed perfume on my body so I could make Seong Miyeon horny anytime I wanted.
After being exposed to it all day, she seemed completely addicted.
She was frantically trying to smell more.
“Huu… hnn…”
She looked like a rabbit that had finally found water after dying of thirst.
If I left her alone, she’d probably keep doing this forever.
“Service ends here.”
“Ah…”
When I pulled away, she openly looked disappointed.
Her expression was pure heat—nothing but a bitch in estrus.
At this rate, it really felt like she’d do anything.
“You know what you’re supposed to do now, right?”
“Hnn…!”
I held my erect cock right in front of her eyes.
My dick was practically touching her nose.
If this were the old days, she would’ve kicked me and screamed about how insane I was.
Or worse—she would’ve reported me.
But now, Seong Miyeon couldn’t take her eyes off my cock.
Her face clearly showed how horny she was, like she was going crazy from wanting to suck it.
“Suck it.”
“...”
The moment I gave the order, Seong Miyeon took my cock into her mouth like she’d been waiting for it.
The wet mucous membrane and soft tongue.
This was the third time I was receiving a blowjob from her.
“Chuuup… chuurup… chuuup.”
After doing it this many times, she should be used to it by now.
But every time I received her fellatio, it still felt electric and fresh.
“Wow, this is incredible. Seong Miyeon is sucking my cock.”
“...Mmph.”
At my teasing words, Seong Miyeon looked up at me while still sucking.
She didn’t stop the blowjob, though.
If anything, she sucked even harder, like it tasted amazing.
Maybe because she was in heat, it seemed like she genuinely loved giving head.
‘Krr. This service is fucking perfect.’
The fact that the Seong Miyeon was sucking my dick because she wanted to get fucked by me filled me with an overwhelming sense of superiority that was hard to contain.
Of course, the real fun was only just beginning.
“Oh right, you have a swimsuit at home, don’t you? Go get it.”
“Mmm…? Why…?”
“You said you’d do anything I tell you to.”
This was the perfect chance to properly engrave her place in life before I fucked her.
After all, the beginning of proper training is always making them do humiliating things they don’t want to do.