Youtuber Oneshots

~21: Extra Views~

You sat in your bedroom, scrolling through your YouTube feed. Felix, your boyfriend, had went out to go get food, since neither of you felt like cooking something. You sighed, and decided to watch a few videos. JackSepticEye? No, that's too boring. What about Felix's videos? It wouldn't hurt to give him a few extra views, and you did miss him for some reason. Well, when didn't you miss him? Everything about Felix was perfect and made you happy.

You decided to click on his newest upload, which was titled "How To Be Attractive". You smiled lightly as soon as his face appeared, his bright blue eyes gazing steadily at the camera as he did his famous "Fridays With PewDiePie" intro.

"...And welcome to... Fridays With PewDiePie! Are you lookin' for love? Well, then you're in luck! ...No, I'm not available." Felix had said in the video, smiling as he said the beginning lines.

You giggled and blushed a bit. He was so damn cute. After twenty-five seconds of Felix talking and explaining that he was going to recreate pictures from a Russian dating website, a shirtless man with the name Nikolav appeared. Was Felix going to be shirtless? Your heart skipped a beat as Nikolav disappeared, and Felix came onto the screen. He was shirtless, and the only pieces of clothing that he'd had on were black pants, that clung tightly to his hips and fit in all of the right places, along with a bluish tie. Your blush became darker. Oh, God, what if Felix walked in on you watching this? It'd be so embarrassing... There was music in the background, and Felix did an ass-grab, which was really sexy.

His eyes sparkled, and he started talking. He was trying to do his best Russian accent, but had failed, causing you to laugh a bit. There was about thirty seconds of Felix shirtless, dancing, walking, and being plain sexy and dominant. You moaned slightly, and was taken back. Did you just moan? No, it was totally accidental... Right?

You replayed it again, completely in awe as you studied your boyfriend's gorgeous body. Sure, he sleeps shirtless, usually in boxers, but he looked so good in the video... Not that he doesn't ever not look good, he's sexy no matter what. The way Felix was running his hands down his chest and stomach, the way he thrusted a bit in certain parts of the video, the way the pants clung to his toned waist... You moaned slightly again. Were you horny? You brought a hand up to slowly mess with one of your boobs. Your nipples were hard. You were already turned on just from that.

You took your shirt off, and then your bra. Felix wouldn't be back for a little, anyway. You had time.
You then took off your leggings and panties, and cast them off the side of the bed. Your fingers moved quickly to your vagina, and you messed with your clit. You shuddered and groaned quietly to yourself.

"Mmph, fuck... F-Felix..." You gasped inwards, slowly sliding your fingers downwards, taking the time to rub every bit of your sensitive, tingling flesh that you could possibly feel, and then pushed them gently into your tight hole. You were so wet.
You breathed heavily, using your free hand to squeeze your boobs and flick and touch your erect nipples.

"I'm home-" You stopped dead and lifted your gaze towards the door frame.

"Felix, I.. I, uh..." You stuttered, removing your fingers from your hole and pulled your other hand away from your chest. The Swede stared at you. He walked over to where you sat and looked at your laptop screen, which was paused on him shirtless. His cheeks had become a light shade of pink, much lighter than the crimson color of yours, which made his brilliant blue eyes stand out even more. His eyes, you'd never say no to him if he was looking directly at you, unless of course the answer was actually no. The Swede flashed you a look that you didn't quite recognize. Was he horny, too? He looked back at the screen and then to you, his expression filled with lust. He growled something you couldn't understand, then closed your laptop and sat it somewhere nearby. Felix had walked over to the bedside table and was looking through the drawer. He pulled out a thin bottle. Lube. He threw it onto the bed and took his shirt off, along with his pants and boxers. You blushed harder at the sight of him, and buried your face into your hands. He crawled over to you, removed your hands from your face, and kissed you passionately. His lips were so soft and perfect... He hungrily dipped his tongue into your mouth, and you accepted it with an embarrassed moan. He bit your bottom lip, earning a slight mewl.

"Excited?" He chuckled and started kissing down your neck. You felt feverish as your blood turned to liquid magma, thick with arousal. Felix trailed his hands down your figure, making you shudder, and had began to mess with your inner thighs, causing you to groan and try to bury your face into the crook of the Swede's neck. His quickly-moving hand had already started to finger you lovingly, and you let out a loud moan. Felix's cock twitched as you moaned his name quietly under him, you still trying to cover your face. He pumped one finger in and out slowly, hearing your moans become even louder as he took his time.

"You're so wet already. How long were you masturbating for?"

"F-five minutes or s-so," you replied, barley able to think. He grunted and stuck another finger in. You gripped the bedsheets tightly and tried to bury your head even deeper into your lover's chest. He pulled away from you and had started to lick and bite your nipples, causing your breathing to hitch. With a weak hand, you wrapped your fingers tightly around his member and began to fondle his cock. Felix groaned and hissed, and began to pump his fingers in and out of you faster. You gasped and let your head fall back onto a pillow. He went back to kissing you and invaded your mouth with his tongue, putting up a fight for dominance. Kissing had soon lost its satisfaction, and the Swede had began to trail his tongue down your body, licking and nipping in certain places that had you groaning like a slut. You stopped jerking him off, and he licked your clit, making you shudder and want to curl up in a ball. He bit and licked every bit of your vagina that he could get to, staring into your eyes as he did so.

He lifted his head and grabbed the bottle of lube, spreading its greasy contents into his hand. He lubed his member up and lifted you gently. In response you wrapped your legs around his hips. Sweat dripped off of the Swede's greasy locks and he was panting harshly, voice quivering as he asked if you were ready. You nodded, and with one thrust he was all the way inside of you. You gasped and screamed his name, giving him an even bigger urge to drill into your tight, welcoming passage. You tingled from head to toe, all thoughts completely lost. Felix grunted with each thrust, feeling the heated coil in his stomach build up.

"F-fuck," he growled. He kissed you again. Your blush couldn't possibly get any darker as the Swede pulled away and murmured about how hot and sexy your moans were. He bit your bottom lip, earning a muffled mewl from you, and he chuckled darkly. He abused your body with each thrust, going deeper and deeper.

"I-I'm cumming." You said as you finally reached your orgasm at last. You gasped and screamed, eyes clenching tightly shut.

"I'm so close," he murmured. With a few more thrusts, he pulled out and jerked himself off. He came with a cry of his own, breathing heavily and cursing in Swedish. He collapsed on top of you, too exhausted to move.

"I love you," you murmured, licking his earlobe.

"I love you, too," he breathed.