Gay(?)mers

Chapter 9

((Some mild spice in this one))

Yoo Joonghyuk Pov:

I ended up continuing the fanfic about an hour later, feeling oddly drawn to the concept. A world in which we were star crossed lovers, destined to crash and burn, yet daring to touch nevertheless- the story, however, had heated up concerningly soon. Sudden and filled with an ungodly amount of detail soon after they reunited, mind you- and I ended up reading through my fingers, unsure if I should continue.

This wasn't just a bittersweet fantasy anymore, this was outright porn.

"Joongyuk-ah~" the young god moaned, lips swollen and glistening. His wings fell gracefully against the bed, feathers shivering with delight, "more-" he spread his thighs, "-please?"

The other showed him a sharp, devilish grin in response. His hands slid along the milky skin, sending a tremor down his spine, "only if you beg for it."

Kim Dokja whined, helplessly leaning into the others grasp; his skin flushed as he shuddered, filled with need. "Please, Joongyuk-ah~! Fuck me! Fill me up, make me yours~!! Please.. I'm yours, only yours..." tears formed in crystalline eyes, and Yoo Joongyuk smiled, expression softening as he wiped them from his rosy cheeks, now littering his face in tiny kisses. "Good boy~ of course I will. Your doing so well, so how could I not?"

He wet his fingers, now reaching down to-"

Face bright, I slam the laptop shut, as though it had burnt me. And maybe it had, because damn, there was a fire of some kind burning in my stomach as I pushed my chair back, refusing to look at whatever embarrassing shit it was that I'd just read. What kind of psychopath had decided to just sit down one day, and write- that?

'Most likely an author with no life, or anything better to do...' I shudder. A little while later, however, I can't help but start wondering what my life would be like if I was in a fanfiction.

"... I'd probably face-first into that massive ass of his by now..." I quietly sigh, now rubbing gingerly at my eyes as I trying to settle down.

"Excuse me, what?"

Ah... shit. I feel a sudden sense of dread, slowly turning around to face the familiar figure of Han Sooyoung.

'Aah..."

I've fucked up.

. . . .

Meanwhile, in Kim Dokja's Pov:

Ever since my last conversation with Yoo Joonghyuk I'd just been sitting on my bed, minding my own business. I didn't have much to do right now, and there were still a few hours until my shift at McDonalds started, so I had simply opted to watching some YouTube while I waited.

Or, well- I had, until a sudden notification caught my attention. An image had been sent. Curious, I opened it, then took a moment to try and figure out what exactly it was that I was looking at.

Here, on my screen, was a blurry image of who I assumed to be Han Sooyoung, cackling and running from the figure of the phone's panicked owner. A poorly written,and obviously rushed message soon followed.

"BAHAHSBHSHAHA, THIS BASTARD IS HORNY AS FUUXK, YOU SHOUDK HURRY AND GEY AWAY WHILE YKU STILL CANN LMAOOO"

I sigh, watching as the "Joonghuk-ah ♥️ is typing..." icon hovered in place. Yes, I had changed his contact name, sue me- and soon received a more polite and carefully-typed message from the man himself, claiming that the woman was 'merely shouting bullshit', and that I should pay it no mind.

I can't help but feel a little amused, but still tell him that it's alright. 'Just let me know if you need any help!"

"With-?"

'Containing your friend. What else?'

'Ah.'

. . . .

The whole incident went unspoken of soon after it was resolved, Yoo Joonghyuk's phone now rightfully returned to its position in his hand- but I silently refused to let it go completely. Soon after my shift, when I logged into Three ways survival for a few rounds, I had decided to prance around in my wonderful playboy bunny skin.

The fire cast by all my abilities had by now become a vivid pink, and Han Sooyoung had noticeably added a new corset. She was probably having more fun with this than I was.

Watching as the weekly boss slowly rose from it's grave, I had wasted no time in activating my ultimate ability- noting the extra ass-shake which had been added into the animation, leading to a noticeable hitch in Yoo Joonghyuk's breathing.

I break down the dragon's defences, and shoot Joonghyuk an immediate power boost. He seems to snap out of his trance, now- dashing into the battle, sword in hand as I add a few extra layers of defense. I oversee the flow of the battle, with the help of my newly-upgraded skill, Omniscient readers viewpoint. The latest level allowed me to see the cooldown on the beast's skills, and helped me to predict its movements.

It didn't take us long to finish him off, and claim the rewards.

"Thanks for the help, Joongyuk-ah!"

He went oddly quiet once I said his name, turning a tiny bit red in the cheeks. He says that it's no problem. I hum, now opening my inventory to check the loot. "Aaah.. I need three more mana crystals. Can we go and grind a little bit more, please?"

The streamer shivered, and agreed- while I couldn't help but wonder what was up with him. Inky black wings flutter as I jump down from my spot on the nearby cliff, silently wondering if the skin's appearance had finally gone to his head and driven him mad.

'Or maybe I'm the one who is a little feverish?' I think, wordlessly playing with the end of my shirt, 'it's not like I said anything strange, after all..."

We continue to play for a few more hours, nevertheless, and I manage to level up a few more of my skins. Sacrifice's will skips up by two levels, and I even unlock one of the empty '???" slots. Upon seeing the title 'Squid transformation', however, I decide to leave the test run for some time later- because I have a feeling that it may be something Han Sooyoung has added exclusively for me, and I don't wanna risk demonizing Yoo Joonghyuk's channel.

I'll save that one for one of our more casual off-stream plays.