The Loli God Hasn't Danced Yet

The influx exploded. Even Kim Taeyoung hadn't expected it to blow up like this. Heo Myangmyang's viewer count blew past three hundred and was closing in on eight hundred — the average of a major female gaming BJ. Most of them were drive-by traffic, the kind that would drain out the moment the Loli God dance ended. Catch them, though, pin them to the chair, and they could be turned into regulars.

"Uuu... th-thank you..."

Heo Myangmyang bowed her thanks with her face gone red. Being stared at by everyone in the internet cafe was still mortifying. But she had done exactly what Kim Taeyoung told her, and the viewers really were climbing. She had never once broken a hundred. Now it wasn't a hundred — eight hundred people were watching her.

She was a broadcaster. Of course she was greedy for viewers. Viewers were a growth metric, and they were income. Thanks to Kim Taeyoung she no longer had to worry about the money, but growing her YouTube subscribers was a different goal entirely.

"Nn, yes. I'm an adult. My age is a secret, I'm sorry. I can't tell you. Oh, you think I'm cute? Thank you."

As the viewers piled in, the donations followed on their own. Finished with the Pororo reaction, she sat back down and started talking to chat. Kim Taeyoung watched her stream for a while. If you wanted regulars, talking to them mattered just as much as the show.

Then he caught the complaints climbing the chat. These were people who had come in on the promo and the title promising a Loli God dance. Time to start again. Kim Taeyoung fired off a donation at once.

"Ah, yes, Chairman. I'll do the reaction right away."

Heo Myangmyang, who had been on the verge of tears, nodded at once. The shame would pass. The viewers would stay. With the count shooting up that fast, greed beat embarrassment. She stood. The cafe regulars, already wondering what she would pull out this time, turned their eyes on her.

"Hoo..."

Heo Myangmyang drew one deep breath, then started the song. Bright, bouncing music spilled through the internet cafe.

The beat and the melody were excellent. Right up ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠until you understood the lyrics. Heo Myangmyang launched into the Loli God dance she had drilled so hard. You couldn't honestly say she danced well, but her cute face synced with the routine so completely that the viewers and the crowd in the cafe went wild.

After the reaction segment on Heo Myangmyang's stream ended, Kim Taeyoung was browsing the internet communities. He was the one who had suggested it, but her gameplay was not something a person could watch with their eyes open. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠There were probably viewers who liked that teeth-gritting, spicy-bad flavor. It wasn't his taste. So he hung a few mission balloons on the stream and went off to do something else.

"Hmm..."

There were more posts about him than he'd expected. Get tangled up in something that big, and of course people's attention swung his way.

A toto boss, huh.

Toto boss — the word for someone who ran an illegal sports-betting site. Being lumped in with that crowd didn't sit well with him at all. He had no intention of stepping forward to explain himself, though. Tossing food to the internet was the worst possible move. Stay quiet, and the buzz would sink, and then it would be forgotten.

"Oppaaa."

He had no idea how long he'd been at the computer when the door to the broadcast room opened and Hwayeon came in. She must have rinsed off and redone her makeup before coming over. There wasn't a hair out of place on her face.

"Why are you up already? You told me not to wake you for three hours."

"Maybe because I'm excited that oppa's home?"

Hwayeon put on a sweet little act. She really did know how to make her words pretty. No wonder she'd gone around bewitching whales. As she came closer he set his hands on her waist and her ass, drew her in, and sat her down on his thigh.

"You want it the second you wake up?"

"Mm. Your thing is just that good. Every time I manage to forget it, it comes right back."

"Yeah? Let's see."

Kim Taeyoung slid a hand in from the curve of her ass. She was wearing a slip and a T-back, so there was nothing to stop his fingers. They found her pussy at once.

"For someone talking like that, you're not wet at all."

"That's your job now. You'll do it properly anyway, won't you?"

"Haha. That much is true."

Kim Taeyoung laughed and put his mouth to her breast. The soft slip was in the way, but he didn't care. It was thin enough that he could feel her breast right through it.

"Haaah... oppa, that's good. Haang."

Hwayeon let a lewd sound slip and reached down. She unzipped him with practiced ease and drew his cock out. It swelled under her hand, then showed off its full, hard size.

"Haa, it's really huge. How is it this big? Look, oppa. It goes completely past my navel."

"That's because you're sitting on top of me. Want to take this to the bed instead of doing it here?"

"Nooo. I want it right here."

With that, Hwayeon rose. She turned the other way and sat back down, and his cock rubbed between the full rounds of her ass.

"Mind if I see what you were looking at?"

Hwayeon said it as she took the mouse. She hadn't even asked permission. The vixen in her wasn't entirely unlikable.

"I was just watching a stream. What are you so curious about?"

Kim Taeyoung took hold of his cock. He worked it lightly up and down, then pushed it into the pussy that had been grinding against him.

"Aagh! Oppa! I'm not all the way wet yet! It hurts!"

"Haha. All right. You want me to warm you up?"

"Hnnngh!"

He reached around from behind and caught her breasts, kneading them and rolling a nipple under his finger, then kissed down her back with his lips. Chu, chup, chu. Once a light press, once a bite that gathered the skin between his mouth. Under his technique Hwayeon gave a small shiver and let a moan out.

"Hnn, I'll put it in a little at a time. Haaa..."

Hwayeon, who had been holding her ass up over his cock, lowered herself bit by bit. He slid into her pussy. She wasn't as tight as a virgin, but she still had the kind of cunt you could call a masterpiece. She had trained hard for that perfect body, and the spring in her flesh reached the walls of her pussy too.

"Haa, it's all the way in, right? My belly feels completely full. Really, oppa's the only one who could fill me this much."

"You gonna stop just because it's in?"

"Aing. Just a little. I want to snoop on what you've been up to. Wait like this for a bit. In exchange... I'll do this."

She clenched her pussy, then let go. The grip was no joke. Work your Kegels hard enough and you can move those muscles on purpose — and Hwayeon, a professional whore to the bone, was dead serious about her Kegels.

This isn't bad either.

It didn't have the blazing pleasure of actually fucking, but there was something looser in it, a quiet pleasure. Kim Taeyoung stayed still and enjoyed her squeeze and her breasts. In the meantime Hwayeon dug through the streams he had watched and through his favorites.

"Hmph. None of them are better than me."

"All that, and you're just running a background check?"

"Just? Everything about oppa is incredibly important. And these girls are my competition. Still, I think I'm the best. What do you think, oppa?"

"Hmm. Not sure."

"Aaang! Oppa! This is when you're supposed to say I'm the best. You're so mean."

At Hwayeon's pout, Kim Taeyoung burst out laughing.