Author's Notes: As promised, this is the smut that follows the events of the earlier chapter.
And sorry, the emojis aren't showing up in lol. But know that they're mostly fire and heart emojis haha
Enjoy!
Meanwhile, in The Colossal's Opulence stream …
"Sorry for the late notice, everyone," the streamer opened somewhat bashfully, as he pulled the sleeves of his black sweatshirt up to his elbows.
Similar to the previous evening, his facial features were still mostly out of view, although the velvety rumble of his voice and the bounteous view of his arms and torso were enough to keep his audience delighted.
"Honestly, I'm surprised so many of you were able to make it on such short notice."
jazzmint: The Colossal stream 2x this week? We eating good homies
raichooseyou: What's the occasion? ?
gigi_xoxo: ? ﾟﾥﾰ? You know we'll be here for you boss
"Well, first, some announcements. Mod was very impressed with the previous stream's success. Since we have a good number of followers, they decided to use our channel to have a trial run of a new mode of streaming."
A flurry of emojis flooded the chat, as Annie had grown used to witnessing in the past 48 hours. Having changed into something more comfortable than what she wore for her classes, Annie cozied up in her dorm's bed, the glow from her phone screen lighting up her face and the wall behind her.
"This new mode will not be dictated by polls," the streamer continued, "but by the user's interaction and donation history. We'll be calling it an "Alt-Mode" stream."
lauralullaby370: ? ﾟﾑﾀ
gigi_xoxo: exciting!
bnhabby_: ? ﾟﾔﾥ?
"So, our other Mod, passenger_princess cooked up a scoring algorithm for each user, and your score will be reflected by your username's color in "Alt-Mode.""
"In terms of how your interactions are weighed, sending emojis and hearts weighs the least, followed by text comments, voting in polls, and finally, donations."
"To make the scoring simpler to understand, the top 25% of users will have their usernames in gold, the next 25% in silver, followed by purple and then blue."
"I'll be doing requests on the stream based on the rankings mentioned above. Priority will go to gold users, and only if there are no more gold user requests and there's still time remaining, then will we entertain silver user requests, and so on."
rxn037698: What in the capitalist dystopia ?
jademall_ow: Ya gotta earn your coin tho, respect
aprilskies: Wait what ?
gigi_xoxo: This is some intense shizzz
"Sorry, it's a bit cutthroat I know — but it's only for "Alt-Mode", and it will not affect your standing and experience in the regular streams — although of course, chatting and making donations to any of my streams and the others' will contribute to your overall score."
"Hmm… any other things I should tell you…" the streamer mused, as his right hand rubbed his left arm in thought. "Right, your "Alt-Mode" ranking will be updated live and you can check it in your profile anytime."
bnhabby_: ?
rxn037698: y'all got all this done last night?
"As Mod asked me to convey to you, "Alt-Mode" is a way for us to reward our most loyal clients here at Opulence."
The last statement was said with a somewhat sarcastic drawl, and Annie chuckled a bit despite herself. It was almost as if she could hear him roll his eyes through his words.
The streamer not taking himself too seriously was one of his understated charms that was most certainly growing on her. Well, one of his various charms, she shyly admitted to herself. She cozied herself more into her blanket.
4arutabu: Ayyt Mod, we can respect that
aprilskies: But my love for you can't be quantified by money ?
jazzmint: Is this the end for me ? ﾟﾘﾭ?
chansey_trick: So much for the best things in life being free ?
gigi_xoxo: lmao the streams aren't free tho
chansey_trick: Oop ur right ? ﾟﾘﾭ?
"Since you guys are here for our very first pilot run of "Alt-Mode", Mod decided to give everyone in this stream gold status for the next two weeks for free, to give you a head start — so you just need to make sure you maintain your advantage to everyone else with engaging any Opulence stream regularly."
jazzmint: everyone say thank you Mod
lauralullaby370: thank u mod ? ﾟﾥﾺ?
aprilskies: thankies Mod
bnhabby_: thanks Mod ?
pika_dude: Yussss thanks Mod you're the best
yesterbear: ? ﾟﾔﾥ?
Passenger_princess [Mod]: Oh, and the algorithm's AI filters out any gibberish text, so don't even try spamming ? If there's too much gibberish text clogging the system, offending users will be punished by being put in blue rank jail after a few spamming violations.
Annie raised an eyebrow. Wow. They really thought this through for a trial run.
aprilskies: Nauuur what
inthemoodforbork: BUT WHAT IF I'M IN MY FEELS
inthemoodforbork: ASDHJFGHGHJKL
r4in7d4t: okok gotcha
rxn037698: ngl that's tough but fair
The streamer continued with a nervous chuckle. "Yes, that's right. In fact, in this mode, only gold users' comments and requests will appear on my screen. I can't even see silver users' comments unless no gold users write anything … Actually, isn't this just a tad bit discriminatory, Mod?"
Lobster_queen [Mod]: ? ngl that was my thought too
Passenger_princess [Mod]: ? fine we'll see how it pans out and workshop as we go along
gigi_xoxo: GOD THIS IS MAKING ME RABID
raichooseyou: Wow this is like. The Hunger games.
jademall_ow: Of the emotions I expected to feel from logging in, stress wasn't one of them lol
inthemoodforbork: ? ﾟﾒﾥ? ﾟﾒﾥ? ﾟﾒﾥ JUST TAKE MY MONEY AND GO
"Alright, alright, that's enough for "Alt-Mode" announcements for tonight," the streamer said, somewhat embarrassed by the excitement in the comments.
For someone who was evidently getting so much attention and flattery, Annie found it surprising that the streamer was still flustered and humble in the midst of it. Any run-of-the-mill man would've surely let the compliments get to his head — in more ways than one, Annie giggled to herself at the double entendre.
Lobster_queen [Mod]: wait aren't you forgetting something boss
"Huh?"
Lobster_queen [Mod]: like, the most important thing … the stream schedule ❗❗
Passenger_princess [Mod]: Well, we haven't nailed it down yet, but the "Alt-Mode" streams are tentatively scheduled for every other Friday. Our boss is pretty busy with school and study dates and such, so we'll keep everyone updated ?
r4in7d4t: study dates? ?
inthemoodforbork: the boss has a gf?
rxn037698: noooo he got a gf ? ﾟﾘﾭ?
4arutabu: damn he's taken ?
gigi_xoxo: the thought of this man single … it was too good to be true ?
jademall_ow: she cute tho? ? pics or it ain't real
" Wait wait wait what?" The panic was palpable in the streamer's voice. "C'mon Mod you can't go around saying things like that—"
gigi_xoxo: SO IT IS TRUE
jazzmint: (you can tell us more Mod ?)
Lauralullaby370: we're listening …
Passenger_princess [Mod]: oh, perhaps i have said too much ?
"I was just studying with a friend ," the streamer recovered, huffing at his webcam, "when Mod told me their "Alt-Mode" beta run was ready. That's all. I'm single— happily single," he emphasized.
inthemoodforbork: oh god phew
r4in7d4t: well boss if you ever got into a r/s we'll be cheering you on
jademall_ow: as long as she treats u right ?
"WELL ANYWAY." The streamer's voice was a pitch higher, as he tried to change the topic of conversation. "Shall we move on to the main event for today's stream? The "Alt-Mode" instructions were really not meant to take this long."
jazzmint: yes yes we're ready for the good stuff
chansey_trick: sorry boss ?
j4cks0nf4n: everyone can't help but be excited ?
"As for today's theme … we can go with the second popular one from yesterday's poll. Which one was it again, Mod?"
Lobster_queen [Mod]: Sec lemme check
Lobster_queen [Mod]: Ooh, praise kink ?
Passenger_princess [Mod]: ? ﾟﾑﾀ?
gigi_xoxo: sounds yummy already
4arutabu: we're readyyy
bnhabby_: oh god i may not survive this
"Okay, praise kink huh. This might work better if we set up the scene for it?"
"So, what if, we're in an established relationship, and I'm video-calling you after a long day at work?"
aprilskies: sounds good boss
yesterbear: let's goooo
pika_dude: ooh i live for BFE content ✨
The streamer looked confused for a moment as he squinted at the screen. "BFE? What's that?"
pika_dude: ! he reads comments!
bnhabby_: ? ﾟﾤﾭ
Passenger_princess [Mod]: BFE = boyfriend experience, you dope :')
Lobster_queen [Mod]: You know, your specialty ?
Passenger_princess [Mod]: You gotta be more familiar with industry terms, boss ?
"C'mon guys, I really didn't know," he replied, whining, sounding almost exasperated.
raichooseyou: its ok boss now ya know 3
Pika_dude: we learn new things everyday boss
Wanting to reassure him in his moment of embarrassment, Annie mustered the courage to leave a little reply too.
a0322826: ? ﾟﾒﾗ?ￂﾠ
Annie felt her heart thud against her chest like a drum after she clicked the enter button. That felt exhilarating. Those feelings abated with time, as her comment got pushed up the screen by the flurry of others.
Although Annie could see past the Mods' intentions with "Alt-Mode" to increase engagement (and nudge users to make donations, thus increasing profits), she also couldn't deny how the rush of leaving comments made her feel.
Perhaps, not everything was in the name of corporate deceit?
Before she could intellectualize (ehem, overthink) her actions further, the main event of the stream seemed to be starting.
After taking a short moment to collect himself, the streamer let out a breath and straightened out his back. Annie could hear the smirk in his voice as he confidently said, "alright then, I think I know what to do. Let's begin."
"Hey, baby," he began, gesturing as if to adjust the webcam after starting a call. "Is it a good time to call you? I just got home from work."
"I had a good day today," he continued, chuckling to himself. "I think I got a lot done, and I may even be getting on with a new hobby."
The flurry of comments on the screen continued — from the other viewers' blatant flirtations or others engaging in the roleplay, asking him what new hobbies he got started on.
Again, Annie found herself starting to get flustered in anticipation of the events she now knew were to come. She pulled her hoodie up on her head, eyes glued to her phone screen.
"But enough about me … how was your day?" he asked, pulling his black sweater up to his forearms as he put his elbows on the table and leaned towards the camera.
After giving a brief pause that would have allowed for the viewer's reply, he exclaimed, "Your presentation went well? I'm so happy to hear that. I'm so proud of you, I know you worked hard on it."
Annie smiled to herself as she heard him say that. Even when the logical part of her mind knew that it was obviously just make-believe, hearing the words of affirmation felt nice. Validating. Comforting.
"Is that the same outfit you wore for your presentation?" his tone started to take a cheeky turn. "God, you look so sexy. You better not have been tempting people at your place of work."
Even though his words could not be further from the truth for Annie—clad only in her basic house wear—the huskiness of his voice and unadulterated praise made her flush beet red.
"Are you really playing coy right now, or are you that oblivious, my love?" He pulled against the top of his sweater, gesturing as if to fan himself. "You really have no idea how much you're riling me up, huh?"
"How about I show you?"
Putting one arm behind his neck, he grabbed the back of his sweater and pulled it off in one fluid motion. Patting out the hair that was mussed up by that action, he laughed a bit to himself. The sound was a sweet melody to Annie's ears.
"Not gonna lie, I've only seen that move done on TV—never tried it myself."
"That was smooth though, you've got to be impressed. Right, baby?"
The sight of the streamer's tanned torso made Annie audibly gasp. He only showed off a different set of assets in the previous stream, so this was a surprising sight for her. She clasped a hand against her mouth. That man's chest was toned , with slim lines of definition trailing down his abdomen.
Compared to the earlier stream, his tone in this one was certainly less guarded, and also less subby. It was certainly confident, but not in a cocky, irritating way that would have turned Annie off.
"It can't be fair if I'm the only one stripping, right?" his voice dropped to a lower register. "Could I see you too? Baby, please?"
Entranced by the spectacle in front of her, Annie ignored the protests of her internal voice of reason. Nobody's here anyway, she mused, no harm, no foul.
She slipped out of her hoodie, leaving her in her grey tank top and red shorts. Feeling the cool air chill against her now-exposed skin, she went back to immersing herself in the show that unfolded on her screen.
As if he could see her actions, the man on the other side of the screen gave a low moan.
"Oh, baby, you're so hot," he groaned needily, as he ran his hands along his torso. "I'm so lucky to have you, you know that? My pretty baby."
"Honestly, I was so distracted all day today," he murmured, almost to himself. "I couldn't stop thinking about the first time we got together. Do you remember?" [*]
"It was at Re—," he coughed, "R-Ryan's house party at his downtown apartment. We were all hanging out in the living room, drinking the kind of cheap beers only college students could afford."
"You didn't seem to mind though, with the way you cradled that red plastic cup of beer in your pretty hands. You came with your roomie, but she slipped away with that guy she's been kind of seeing on and off."
"I remember that look you gave me across the room, it was like you pulled me in with that look and I had no way to escape. I never wanted to though," he breathed. "Escape, that is."
"You were wearing those cute new glasses and tucked your hair behind your ear in that adorable way. I wish I had the courage to tell you how cute you looked face to face—well, I guess I'm telling that to you now, aren't I?" he laughed a bit to himself. "You look great in anything, though—in fact, I'm a big fan of how you look right now ," he whispered flirtatiously.
"We were talking about something—I'm sorry I couldn't remember, I was just desperate to get your attention, just to get you to look at me, to smile, or even laugh at something I said. Then one of R-Ryan's stupid jock friends bumped into my back and I spilled my beer all over your top."
"I was so embarrassed! I didn't know where to look. But you just glanced at me with those beautiful eyes of yours, took one of my hands, and pulled me into the guest bathroom with you. Oh, god, it's still so sexy every time I think about it."
The streamer started thumbing the growing tent in his pants, groaning in pleasure as he did so. Despite brimming with embarrassment and shyness, Annie couldn't peel her eyes away from the spectacle.
As intimate as the scene was, Annie wasn't the only one feeling hot and bothered. The comments were going absolutely wild in the background, ranging from unintelligible words, barking sounds, to other more blatantly salacious words of praise.
Seemingly unaffected by the fanfare, the streamer continued his ministrations on himself, groaning for good measure. "You pulled me into the guest bathroom, closed the door behind us, and locked it shut."
"You let go of my hand, took a few steps back from me, and eased out of your beer-boaked white button-up top. I was so conflicted, I didn't know if I should look away or take all of you in," he said, gesturing at the camera. "I don't know how taking off a beer-soaked shirt could possibly be sexy, but that's what you did."
"You threw your shirt in the sink before walking over to me in just your bra and jeans," he groaned. "I couldn't do anything, I was just so captivated by the sight of you. Absolutely mesmerized."
"Just the thought of it is making me so riled up again—I'm at my limit, I'm taking it out, okay, love?"
The streamer slipped his pants off and leaned back against his chair, his erect penis coming into the camera's view. Even as Annie just became acquainted with it yesterday, the heat couldn't help but flush against her neck and cheeks as she beheld the sight.
"You said something to the effect of, you have to take responsibility and help me clean this up now, don't you? Ugh," he moaned. "You're so hot when you get all assertive like that, you don't even know what you do to me."
"Of course, I'm not the kind of man to shirk from my duties. I was so weak for how you were taking charge—I would have done anything for you, I would have brought you the moon, the stars, the sky."
"I'll never forget what happened next. You looked down on your bra and said, oh this is soaked through too. We have to do something about that, don't we? The way my breath left my lungs when you said that."
"You unclasped your bra in a single motion and pulled me forward. God, that was so sexy. You pulled me down by my shirt and kissed me hard, before pulling one of my hands over your pretty tits."
"Could you see how hard I am for you now? God. I wish I could have you with me right now, on my lap, or on my bed—anywhere you'd like."
Before Annie's very eyes, she saw his dick twitch on its own as he spoke, precum leaking generously from its peak. She felt her own arousal start to soak through her panties.
Annie flushed. Even without touching herself, he was already making her feel all sorts of ways with his words and charm.
"Oh, baby, it's not fair if I'm the only one doing this. Could you make yourself feel good too? The way I would, if I was there with you?"
"It makes me so turned on when I think of you touching yourself with me." He said in earnest, as continued stroking himself, moaning for good measure.
"I'd give anything to be there with you right now, holding you, kissing you, teasing this hard cock up your pretty little cunt…"
Once again sneaking a glance at her fully shut curtains and locked door— thank god for single dorm rooms —Annie slipped off her tank top and nervously put her hands delicately on her bra-clad chest. She hesitated about what to do next.
The streamer chuckled as if seeing her awkward ministrations. "Don't be shy, baby. It's just you and me."
"Why don't you lie down and slip your panties off for me, love? Spread those sexy legs of yours and tease that gorgeous little pussy for me. You can do it with your hands, or even with your toy if you want."
"Just close your eyes and imagine it's my hard cock rubbing up against your entrance, just waiting to slip in."
Annie's breath caught in her throat with how vulgar and graphic the streamer was getting.
Panties and shorts off in a beat, she lay on her back in her bed and gingerly spread her legs open as instructed, feeling the cold air chill against her core.
With the stream still live on her phone in her right hand, her left hand slowly ran down her chest, abdomen, down to her bare, dripping wetness. Her middle finger ran up and down her slit. She imagined it was the mysterious man's hard length seeking entrance as he hovered over her at his full height.
Annie shuddered involuntarily as the totality of that mental image made itself apparent to her.
The tall, dark-haired man laying a bounty of kisses down her mouth and neck, with one hand fondling her breasts as the other teased her cunt.
In her mind's eye, olive-green eyes flashed against hers as his mouth grazed lovingly on her chest.
B-Bertholdt?
Annie's eyes shot open, suddenly feeling shy at the thought of the taller man she spent the afternoon with.
Kind and gentle Bertholdt, in all his naked glory, worshiping her body in ways she didn't deserve.
Most certainly not deserved , with the way her lust-powered mind singularly conjured his image at that moment.
Some guilt was momentarily felt before it was recklessly abandoned, shoved all the way to a dark corner of her mind. She'll deal with the repercussions of that later.
Bertholdt would be generous in bed, wouldn't he? Annie thought as she let her mind wander. He gives off the vibe of someone who would put their partner's pleasure before his own. Eager to please, and if his height was any indicator, he would most certainly have the right tool for the job —
She could hear her slick against her hand, and her own breath hitched. She let herself imagine that her hand was Bertholdt's, doing the most unspeakable things to her with unbridled enthusiasm.
"God that feels so good—sorry, I keep getting—distracted," the streamer breathed in between moans from what felt like light years away, pulling Annie back to the present. "I hope you're feeling as good as I am right now—aah—god—"
"A-anyway, where were we? At R-Ryan's house, right?" the streamer continued, the shakiness of his voice evidence of his own pleasure.
"I thought there were no surprises left to have that night. You, the most beautiful girl in the room, were right in front of me and giving me your full attention. But of course, I should've known you had another surprise up your sleeve."
"Without warning, you dropped to your knees, pulled my pants down, and started sucking me off." He moaned gutturally, completely lost in the fantasy he narrated.
His hand continued pumping himself in all his erect glory as he spoke breathlessly.
"Oh god, the way your head bobbed up and down—the way you kissed me—the way your pretty blue eyes looked up at mine—"
Blue?
Annie wasn't the only one caught by surprise. The streamer usually took care to be vague with his descriptions.
The rest of the audience seemed to catch this little slip in detail too.
inthemoodforbork: blue?
r4in7d4t: ? blue?
rxn037698: my eyes are brown but okay king ?
jazzmint: blue–
chansey_trick: shh it's a fantasy guys
j4cks0nf4n: blue
The streamer paused briefly, seemingly realizing his faux pas but tried not to let it show.
"Oh my god, your mouth was so hot and so wet for me baby," he continued, eyes closed as he leaned back against his chair, "and you took me in so good, just like the good girl you are."
The ragged breaths and moans that punctuated his narration got heavier and more urgent now.
"God, I really need you now, baby—I'm so fucking hard, it's not even funny." He laughed breathlessly to himself.
"I'm close—I'm getting so close now. Could you cum together with me, love? Please?"
With the streamer's gentle pleas, Annie found her hand acting on its own, moving as urgently and in sync with his own ministrations on himself.
Breathing shallowly, she closed her eyes and imagined it was Bertholdt's hands—his hardness—moving against her, fanning the flames of her pleasure.
"Rub your clit, baby, just how you like it—just how you know I'd do it with you."
"God, what I'd do to be there with you, your pretty legs wrapped around me while I thrust deep into your little cunt. God. Fuck." He growled lowly, becoming untethered.
"I'm cumming now baby. I want to cum with you, please cum with me now baby, please. God, please, I love you I love you I love you—"
Annie felt the sound of his voice envelop her senses as she neared her own peak.
He groaned a string of incomprehensible expletives as he reached his orgasm.
The streamer took a few breaths to collect himself, before running a hand through his hair and grinning widely at the camera.
"Woah. I came a lot. Did you feel good too, love?"
He gave a look of absolute admiration at the camera. "I think you did, you look like you're absolutely glowing right now."
"Nothing like a post-orgasm glow-up, am I right?"
Annie sat up, reaching for tissues and a bottle of water near her bedside table.
An orgasm *and* aftercare too? This guy's really the full package huh.
"God, I can't wait to see you again, baby. There's nothing more I'd want to do than bury my face between your legs to show you how much I've missed you."
Squinting as if to read the comments now, he chuckled to himself. "Oh, was that too much after what just happened? Alright love, I'll save it for next time then."
gigi_xoxo: wait wait so how did things end at Ryan's?
The streamer raised his eyebrows. "Right, I never did finish that story, did I? Well, I couldn't just leave you topless in Ryan's bathroom, so I snuck out and got you an extra shirt from his room. He's big and jocky though, so the shirt would've looked gigantic on anyone, much less you."
jazzmint: huh so did we leave the party with people thinking we hooked up with Ryan?
The streamer huffed at the comment's audacity. "Well, I hope the fuck not! You're mine and mine alone, you hear?"
He certainly seemed to be more at ease with his profanities after the streams.
Heart emojis and the like continued to flutter up the screen once again. Annie couldn't help but smile to herself as she watched the streamer continue to banter with the chat.
After a while, the streamer made to conclude the evening's stream.
"Okay, well, that's it for today's show folks. Not too shabby for an impromptu stream, I must say."
Lobster_queen [Mod]: and it looks like it's yet another record-breaking stream ? ﾟﾑﾏ
Passenger_princess [Mod]: thanks in part to your blue-eyed beauty ? ?ￂﾠ
rxn037698: ‼️
4arutabu: le gasp
gigi_xoxo: mod knows something
jademall_ow: naur it's too soon ?
r4in7d4t: let me live in my fantasy a bit more
inthemoodforbork: spill the tea sis ?
"H-hey! Stop stirring the pot, mod! I already said there was nothing going on," the streamer whined as he fished his shirt from the floor and slipped it back on.
Passenger_princess [Mod]: sorry sorry ?ￂﾠ ?
"Okay, okay, I've got to go for real now, so I'll catch you guys next time. Thanks again and have a good night!"
At that, the video stream went dark while the chat still buzzed on the sidelines, with the Mods making their closing remarks.
Annie caught a glimpse of her reflection against the blackness of her screen — her golden hair loose and disheveled from the evening's activities . A rare flush tinted her cheeks.
Maybe there was some truth to post-orgasm glows after all.
Author's Notes: [*] Author's note: To dispel any confusion, that was Bertholdt's fantasy of his first time with Annie at a campus party, the setting being at Reiner's house. Beruani hasn't gotten together yet irl in this fic, but both of them have started entertaining the possibility of it ?
I'm looking into exploring Opulence's other pairings (*whispers*: pkpk) in the next chapter, so stay tuned!
As usual, please leave comments or kudos if you liked what you read! And catch you next time ?