#stayc

"Yuri said you were smart, but you're awfully slow on the uptake."

"I mean, Yuri didn't tell me," you argue in your defense.

"And yet, you came when I called, what does that make you?" God Sieun is insufferable. She beckons you over to the setup, making you sit down before she sits herself in your lap. "Look at all this delicious food, yummy right?"

"Yes, but isn't it a lot for one person? If you're counting on me, even I can't eat that much."

"Oh don't worry, it's just a theme."

"What, seafood?"

"No silly there's yukhoe too." Sieun slips her hand under your shorts. "The theme is 'raw', and there's only one piece of meat I feel like having raw." Sieun pulls on your shorts and underwear, dragging them down just enough that your eel-enhanced stiffness is exposed to her. She lifts her hips off you briefly, and you belatedly realize that Sieun's not wearing panties underneath her skirt when she's sinking herself down over your cock. Sieun goes from brat to sub at the drop of her hips, and she's whining as you wrap an arm around her tummy, holding her still.

"You're impossible, you make me go all across Seoul for food, when all you wanted was protein?"

"I had— Nngh..." You press on her womb from the outside, making sure your tip is pressed right against where Sieun is hungriest. "I had to make sure you would want to give it to me."

"Even giving me performance-enhancing food? You must really want it." Sieun suddenly gets wetter, and your own hips jerk in response.

"I-I took supplements too, I'm, oh fuck—" she can barely string a sentence together as you grind up into her. "I'm so fer— so ready."

"Say it properly, Sieun."

"I'm so, I'm so—" you run a hand along her neck, and her eyes roll, pussy clenching around you in pre-orgasm. "I'm so fertile for you, I took the supplements last night, and I woke up today morning with ruined panties." Your hand goes back down to her chest, slipping under her top to find out she didn't bother with a bra either—Sieun did the bare minimum for streaming, and put in the utmost effort into making sure she's bred today. You notice her phone still held in place in it's holder, pointed straight at the two of you.

"It's still recording isn't it? You stopped the broadcast, but you started your own recording haven't you?"

"N-No!" She clenches around you, and just like the mirror in the ceiling, you know you're right.

"Maybe you should start the broadcast again, give your fans something very memorable about your birthday." She shakes her head, but you can feel her squeezing you—she loved the thought of it.

"That'd be dangerous."

"No more dangerous than letting me fuck you raw, but I guess it's a little too late for that." Sieun kisses you hungrily before reaching over, and you briefly thought about tipping her over the table and just pumping her right there, but you hold off on that, waiting to see what she wanted you to do. She grabs the plate of yukhoe, raw egg yolk still untouched, and with a chopstick, she pokes into it, breaking it open and letting it ooze all over the meat, the double imagery of what you'll be doing to her egg and what she's going to do over your cock impossible to ignore as she sucks the tip of the chopstick clean.

"Mm, salty." There's no way it was salty. "Remember how I wanted you to pay for your food, even though I bought it for you?" Your fingers tighten around Sieun's tiny waist in annoyance, and she smirks.

"Are you going to make me pay for it, or what?"

Fucking brat.

The chopstick clatters to the floor as you grab Sieun's, lifting her light frame and then slamming her down on your cock.

"Ahhh fuck!" Her phone perfectly captures the way Sieun loses it, from her thighs flexing in exertion to her head lolling against your shoulder, from her taut tummy twitching in pleasure right down to her fingers seizing up in ecstasy, trying to hold on to your arm as you bounce her in your lap again and again. When you watch the recording later, you'll notice that that's when a trickle of translucent fluids start to leak from your connection with Sieun, girlcum "yolk" of one form or another showing her fully breaking through any inhibitions she had left.

"Knock me up, oh fuck, give me my present, I want my present!" You pull her womb straight over your cock, and with a satisfying grunt you unload, your eel-enhanced swimmers going as fast as they can into Sieun's supplement-infused breeding chamber. Sieun goes fully still, all of her focus on her orgasm and squeezing every last drop from you, pussy not only clenching to keep you pumping, but also to keep any of it from leaking out. Only when she finally goes limp on top of you do you feel, and does the camera capture, the stream of thick seed leaking down your shaft.

The two of you lay there for a while, and the only reason it's clear that the recording hasn't stopped is because your seed continues to leak out of Sieun—that's the only motion being captured on the otherwise still video.

"Happy birthday Sieun."

"Thanks for spending it with me, but not yet, it's in a few hours time, tell it to me then." For once you can't tell if Sieun is being earnest about it or it’s just the little bit of brat not bred out of her yet, so you indulge her.

"Of course."

"You're still paying for your food, by the way." Yep, still the little bit left.

"Brat." You lift Sieun slightly, making sure your cock slips out of her, showing to the camera exactly how she drips your load from her bred hole. To her credit Sieun gets off you, and she leans forward on the table, wiggling her cute little butt. The eel rice kicks in at the sight.

"When are you going to make me pay for it?"

"Good morning Sieun, happy birthday."

"Thanks oppa." Sieun's delighted that you stayed the night to wish her happy birthday—you fucked her silly right through midnight, until she finally agreed to pay for your dinner, the two of you losing track of time and collapsing into bed together after. She's even more delighted when you spoon her, feeling you press against her between her legs.

"Do you want to—" Sieun's already pulling down her shorts, legs spreading slightly to give you access. "Good, instead of birthday punches, I'm going to give you your birthday breedings."

"Yes please, oh god yes!" You slip into her easily, and you wonder if your cum is still inside her, or is Sieun just that wet and slick already for you. You lift a leg, drawing it around you to really open her up. "That's so deep, yes yes yes!"

"What are you going to do about your piercing, once your belly swells?" You thought you were taunting her, playing with Sieun, but her answer messes you up far, far more.

"I looked into it, apparently you can keep it if there's no issues, just something to pay attention to, I'll remove it if it becomes a problem."

"Fuck Sieun, you're serious about this." You start thrusting into her deeper, picturing her with a baby bump now. She's yelping now, still sore from last night but very turned on from how turned on you're getting.

"Of course, I want things to be perfect when I start carrying your baby." She brings your hand below her piercing, and when she presses down, Sieun's flat tummy is so tight you swear you can feel a slight nudge on each thrust. "That's it, right there, that's where I need all your cum to go, please? Please start shooting it soon, I'm going to cum just thinking about it, raw and unprotected and fertile and potent and— ahh!" Sieun's rambling, babbling as she's talking herself into estrus. "I don't want today to be my birthday, I want today to be my babymaking day, let's stay in all day, I'm 25, I want all 25 birthday breedings, once an hour, and then one more for tomorrow, please please please?"

There's no loud gasp or telltale sign, you simply kiss Sieun to shut her up, push deep against her cervix and hold yourself there, flooding her with your morning load. You can hear her whine happily through her kiss, taking each potent shot deep inside her willingly.

"You know how to press my buttons a little too well."

"I'm your brat, I should know how to press your buttons." There's no denying it, especially after what you've done, Sieun's your brat now.

As you grab tissues to help Sieun at least clean up a little, you remember something about the world outside the bedroom.

"Did we ever clean up the food from yesterday?"

"No, it's probably gone bad."

"Shit, I'll go clean it up then, it's your birthday after all."

"Aww thank you. And oppa?"

"Yeah?"

"50 minutes until the next round."

"You were serious about that?" She shoots you a look of disbelief—of course she's serious about getting bred.

"I'll see if there's any eel rice left over then."

"Don't bother, just check the fridge." You open the door and you see it all—pouches of eel extract lined neatly against the door.

It'd be a miracle if Sieun doesn't start August 2nd already pregnant.