#gamer bf

[viviaj]

suna (or kenma) who pushes a vibrator to ur clit and tapes your thighs together while he games. you cant move ur thighs apart, writhing as you cum over and over and over again. meanwhile he’s sitting there, blank face, hard in his pants.

he loves pretending he doesn’t care. but he’s sick in the head and goes crazy listening to your pants and soft whines. adores hearing you beg for him to come touch you; to just give you anything. he loves saying no. he loves telling you to stop talking; that he’s ‘busy’ with his game.

he’s the worst

[maiiruo]

impatient.

completely time skip, slight overstim

kenma was always busy with something. his youtube, his gaming, his stock trades...you get it. despite that, he always made time for you, abandoning whatever task he had at the moment and practically waiting on your beck and call, your every desire tended to as best he could. this was slightly different; although he wasn't technically working, he was somewhat busy in a game of metal gear, his favourite, but you had different plans in mind.

you loved sitting in kenma's gaming room whenever he played, watching his brows furrow, his pretty face whenever he was serious, his tied back hair— that feeling quickly turned to clinginess when you began slowly inching yourself towards him until you were straddling him, his head peeking over your shoulder.

"baby…2 minutes, okay? i just need to..." his voice trailing off as he went back to focusing on whatever he was trying to do. normally, you would be at least half focused, but as of now all you wanted was his attention. placing small kisses all over his face, his cheeks slowly turned a light shade of pink, still trying to focus on his game. after a few minutes, kenma's game came to an end—maybe not the end he anticipated, but it definitely ended. in a loss, that is.

"he wasn't even—god this fucking game." his hand practically flew to his face, holding his nose bridge out of both stress and agitation while you waited for him to acknowledge you. putting his controller down, his hands finally found their way to your waist, making your body shiver. "you happy? the game ended." his pretty lips parting to reveal his smile, jokingly making fun of you. "mm...maybe" he rolled his seat back away from his desk, lifting you by the underneath of your thighs to carry you to your shared room. kenma was strong for a gamer and constantly showed it—he loves carrying you princess style, especially ever since you told him you sometimes felt "too heavy", whatever that means. walking like you weighed nothing, you got to your room and he sat down, still with you straddling his lap.

his hands wandered your body, finding your waist once again, your lower back, your thighs; he touched you as if he had memorised every part of you, like he could do it with his eyes closed. kenma knew how sensitive you were for him, his hands running across your body that so easily made your thighs wet. "so impatient...is this what you wanted?" his voice was so soft, despite you practically being the reason for his loss.

"lay on the bed for me, baby." despite his voice sounding gentle, you could tell he was demanding. you sat on the bed, slightly slouched up against the headboard while kenma took off his zip up and followed after you, leaning over you while he let his pretty lips explore your body. he loved how you would squirm under him as if you didn't know how easily he could overpower you. "i know you wanted this, love. stop resisting." he was so straightforward with his commands, the stickiness between your thighs only getting worse.

his hands grazed your thighs, groping at them as if your body was his to use, speaking as if the thighs he was grabbing weren't yours. "so soft..." he was basically drooling. staring so intensely like he wanted to completely consume you. a few minutes passed of his fixation on your 'so soft' thighs and he dragged his tongue across his fingers before teasing your hole, small whimpers escaping your lips. trailing his fingers to your clit, he rubbed small circles around, remaining at a slow pace as to keep his control over you.

time that felt longer than mere minutes passed of kenma revelling in his sadism, his fingers now wet with your fluid and your whimpers slowly turning to you moaning his name. his fingers swiftly disappeared inside you, causing your back to arch both out of shock and satisfaction from how long it felt like you waited. “f-fuck, ken…thank you, feels so good” with his ring and middle finger no longer visible from how deep he was, kenma only sped up, simultaneously rubbing at your clit with his thumb and causing your mind to feel fuzzy. “babyy…’wanna cum, please let me cum for you”

“cum for me, love. you can do it, come on baby.”

he watched you like he was analysing you, waiting for when you were ever so close— before moving his hands away completely, depriving you of the orgasm you were chasing and contradicting his words. you looked back at him, his eyes meeting yours with a smirk on his face. god, he was such a sadist but he looked so good.

you watched him pull the ribbon on his grey sweats apart, his bulge almost forcing its way out. although you saw it countless times before, you were always more surprised by the size everytime you saw it— you constantly wondered how it ever fit in you. “come on, don’t look at it like that. we’ll make it fit, yeah?” his cock slid in your hole so easily, as if you were moulded to his shape. both you and kenma’s moans mixing to create a polyphony of sorts, his voice whiny and desperate to ruin you. “fuck…k-ken, i cant..”

“baby…i’m not even all the way in. take it for me, yeah? i know you can.”

you never got used to how full he made you feel. the way he slowly but harshly forced his cock into you, stretching you out as you watched him disappear up to the base. he slowly pulled out until his head met your entrance once again, watching your every move, every reaction looking for the slightest hint of discomfort—he always noticed the little things. despite how sweet he could be, he completely contradicted that the second he slammed his cock back into you, merciless to how sore this would make you in the next few hours. speaking through whimpers, you barely managed to make out words, “k-ken, fuck…please, i can’t”. regardless of your pleas, kenma only revelled in your desperation, throwing his head back with curses leaving his lips. his pace only quickened, maintaining the same force and mercilessness he had before. “f-fuck, you feel so good…you’re so good for me, my angel” his words were so different to his actions, praising you like you were sent from heaven itself yet physically degrading you with his cock.

your mind was fuzzy, completely blank with nothing but the thought and feeling of overstimulation, moans turning into tears and unintelligible pleading. “k-ken…’wanna, please, please, please” at this point, it would be more of a miracle if he even understood what you were asking for. his voice was breathless, speaking between his pretty moans, “few more minutes, baby…please, you can wait for me, right?” although he too was chasing his orgasm, he only wanted to make you do the same—he knew how sensitive you were to this and he only wanted to heighten that feeling. he was so ruthless. he always said he hated getting tired yet his stamina was unwavering.

although it had only been a few minutes, time went slower than anything, kenma wiping the sweat from his brows while thin strands of his blonde hair slightly stuck to his face. “fuck, baby, i’m close…cum with me, please, cum for me, come on.” his words acting like a cue; you waited so long, or it felt like it, you only needed him to say those few words. your voices were intertwined, both of you riding out your long awaited orgasm and feeling him fill you up, practically spilling out of your hole. although you were completely breathless, your energy depleted, kenma only kept going, making sure none of his cum was wasted and every last drop stayed inside.

after you both slightly caught your breath, he ran his hands over your face, wiping the tears from your cheeks and kissing your lips, “god, i love you. so, so proud of you.”

don’t steal, translate or repost my work

©maiiruo

[whatshappeningheree]

Tell me why pretty gamer boys that act all sweet and nerdy are actually filthiest motherfuckers out there

[lilbabyvalentine]

[tatted-virgin]

(lowkey really want a gamer bf tho who can teach me how to game) (preferably while i’m sat on his lap) (also gotta be patient i am soft and sensitive thank u)

[subtle-intimacy]

i don't need a gamer boyfriend, i am the gamer boyfriend. i need a boyfriend that will sit in my lap and stroke my hair while i play. i need a boyfriend that will ask me to teach him my favorite game, so i can lay my hands on his while his fingers are on the keyboard and guide him what to do. i need a boyfriend that will get me to take a break for water and something to eat after few hours of gaming. i need a boyfriend that will take the opportunity to steal a kiss every time he sees a loading screen and knows i don't have to focus.

[callie-the-creator]

boyfriend!coryxkenshin hcs

sfw. this was also posted on my wattpad, so there is no point to accuse me of plagiarism or anything

• you already know cory is a hopeless romantic aka...the best type of partner! you lucky thing! you scored yourself the best of the best

• cory has not one ounce of toxicity in his very soul

— "he's a good man, savannah, a GOOD man. 😤"

• oh, what's that? you gave cramps either from your menstruation cycle or they just popped out from nowhere?

— this man would do everything in his power to make sure that you're comfortable and have everything you have to make yourself feel better

— he definitely wouldn't make fun of you or belittle you if it was because of your period (unlike those boyfriends😒)

• you already know that you'll make a few special appearances in his videos whether that be sss episodes or playing games specifically made for couples or ones that allow multiplayer

— it takes two, the dark pictures anthology, cuphead, you name it! you'll just have to motivate him enough to finish the games though since that's where he falls short...🫢

• but for the important question! what is his love language?

— personally, it's to each their own on the topic, but this is what i think: as much as i want to say physical touch, i feel like he's more of a quality time type of guy, you know? even if he does youtube, he still takes breaks and you can bet that he'll spend most of that time with you!

• there is not one dull moment as long as you're with him

• wouldn't be able to stop smiling if he caught you wearing his merch or any of his clothes for that matter...just not his puka shell necklace. never his necklace. ☝️ that's a big no-no

• he's definitely the type of bf who would play songs that remind him of you

— *cries into pillow uncontrollably*

• and when he is recording, you are known to bring him snacks or water and wave 'hi' to the camera

— but i'd doubt he'd need any snacks since this main usually has skittles, now and laters, and nutrigrain bars stockpiled in his recording room.

• if you text him randomly, he'll make a big deal about it and be all giddy. you make him so happy! 🥺

— also, if he's too scared while playing a horror game and dashie isn't picking up the phone, you're the second-best option for decisions! but you know what they say..."with great power comes great responsibility"

• personally, i don't think he's neutral on the topic of pda, but he's the subtle type bc he wants to be careful to not make you uncomfortable, especially when you two are out in public.

• since he's known to record really late at night, he'd do anything in his power to be quiet and not wake you up during his 3 scary games or his spooky scary sunday videos

— if he happened to wake you up by his screaming would definitely deadpan the camera and be like, "now why did you have to go and wake up my gf? 😐"

— deny deny deny, as rodrick heffley would say.

• we already know cory likes his anime, so i'm saying that you would binge-watch all types of shows and movies together. but, again, you'll need to motivate and encourage him a lot since he has trouble finishing stuff or gaining interest in shows

• would want cuddles or just to hang out with you if he got too upset over a game

— he has rage quit a few times

• cory would let you sit on his lap while he plays games in his spare time

— he will kiss your head or shoulder randomly. he'd also keep on hand pressed against the small of your back to support you, to make sure that you won't fall off. 💔 you guys are so cute togetherrrr

• his fans love you. i have nothing more to add to this.

• fanart and edits!! different youtubers garner different communities, and some are more likely to make fanart than others, but cory's has the best of both worlds! though, his fandom leans more towards the editing side of things, so expect lots to pop up on your fyp

• i feel like there would be a few videos like “3 minutes of cory being soft with his s/o” or, even better: “cory and y/n being the best couple for 8 minutes” compilations going around on youtube, tiktok, reddit, etc.

…that’s all i got! until next time <3

[sadnsassy666]

Hi can I be your gamer gf

[jealousdoll]

hhhhhhfuck. want to be in a group lobby with a bunch of boys playing all sorts of different co-op and they're all happily bantering over mic. when one of the more 'polite' boys asks why you're only typing and use so many cutesy emojis/emoticons as they're casually discussing the next game, you suddenly get shy. oh. it finally came up. all's been lighthearted, maybe even playfully flirty at most sometimes. they start to notice other nuances, such as the way you get "flustered" and are way more expressive than typical dudes who are chronically online. unless you're a total fruitcake, who unironically in chat says "petite and breedable? no- petite, breedable and kidnappable! ~ ଘ꒰⑅ ´ ˘ ` ⑅ ꒱♡" ... least to say it caught some of the boy's attention. just being put on the spot is almost enough to elicit a confession or reveal, but you kept your wits even if your brain is so damn fuzzy.

until they suddenly put two and two together with all the damning clues to realize: ...... you're a girl. a female.

not just a random from a public group's link getting found through some obscure tag online, but a girl that was from a group chat and had been concealing this info, and other now-desired details, for at least a few months. the tension over the collective call would be intoxicating. the emotional charge, the lowkey intimidation, the bated hesitation in replies, the private groups created just to have disgusting side chats, all occurring without her even knowing that every message has nothing but raunchy barely legal claims from each member after hearing the "news". no shame. boundaries? never heard of them. dick's hard, don't care.

something shifts and it gets... weird. one or two of the boys suddenly "have to go", but are just too embarrassed to admit they're so excited just as the concept there's been a girl in the group the entire time (what does she look and sound like? what is she into besides games? what does she look like when you pull her cute stupid hair and act like she's your little si-), while some suddenly got quiet or had a supposed 'mood shift'. just a simple piece of somehow-crucial knowledge caused a fat fucking stir and its apparently such a spectacle she suddenly worries they're talking separately without her.

she's late, but she's right.

eventually the one boy who ever introduced her to this hormonal gaggle of imps caves into his supposed "friend's" requests to see this mystery girls face. and he may or may not have gotten a a photo of her adorable tits months ago when she was drunk and lonely. god forbid you have a moment of weakness, huh? well, that weakness and vulnerability is what gets your no-longer friends (try fuckbuddies and new stalkers, honey) off. not that you'll ever know, dumbass.

he betrays your false sense of trust and security and before you know it, multiple dudes are posting cum tributes to the newly-created smutty general chat, sharing increasingly fucked up fantasies as time goes on. all while you flounder, almost alone with barely any context. but don't worry, your scumbag discord bestie is dick in sweaty hand as he halfassedly 'reassures' you how you're still safe, anonymous, good with him. yeah... good with him. for him. all of them would agree. he kind of likes how desperate and so damn stupid you are. makes you out to be like some ditzy little sister. fuck. he could get used to that. not like you have a choice. him and his friends own your pathetic clueless ass. they want nothing more than to see you drooling on their dicks like a thoughtless puppy, mind broken and muddled only for sex- only for them. don't hurt yourself thinking so hard, you won't have time to with them beating a path to your shithole apartment's door to violate you day after day anyways. some are already trying to find your other socials, any hint to where your sweet brainless fuckholes might live.

aren't you so lucky? what cool friends you have, sweetheart.

[ive-been-good-i-swear]

Gamer Boyfriends

I always get kind of annoyed when my friends talk about their boyfriends and how it's been a while since they've had sex because he's always gaming. I get annoyed because if I were in her shoes any time he was at his desk on the PC, I would be under it, drooling on his cock, sucking him off as he talks to his friends. He's sitting on the couch playing the PS5? Well then I'm on his lap, legs wrapped around him as I slowly bounce myself on his dick, trying not to distract him too much. I would be a good girlfriend after all, I wouldn't want to make him lose or anything. But if I did maybe he can punish me by pausing the game and throwing me onto the couch to fuck me into submission. After that I can sit quietly and warm his cock like a good girlfriend.

[lilbabyvalentine]

[cascad333]

[str6ngled]

:þ

[y0ra]

Gamer Streamer!BF x reader

“I’m home!”

You called out from the entrance of your apartment. From the far left, you can hear the sounds of keyboard tapping and mouse clicks.

“I’m going AFK.”

You hear your boyfriend Aki saying as you make your way to your room. He’s already facing you when you open the door, black hair tied into a small ponytail.

“Welcome home”, he says with a small smile. You crawl into his open arms, pushing up the mic of his headphone to pepper in a kiss on his cheek. His hand rests onto the small of your back as you wrap your arms around the chair.

“Want me to start the bath for you?”

You look over to his monitors, “But the round just started.”

“I can be AFK for a couple more.”

The chat continues to pour in even as he’s muted, mostly filled with comments like ‘simp’ and ‘i’m lying on the highway tonight gg’.

You hum, “It’s ok, keep playing!”

He turns his chair around back his monitors while you cling onto his waist.

With a click, he unmutes. “Ok guys I’m back.”

Aki continues to win the round for his team even with you restricting his movements. You rest your head against the vibrations of his voice, eyelids falling shut with each up and down of his breath.

“Alright, that’s enough for one night. Thanks for watching.”

Aki runs his fingers through your hair, counting each breath of yours against his neck. As gently as he could, he carries you to your bed.

With a small kiss to your forehead, he pulls the covers and wishes you sweet dreams.