Focus on Game

Focus on Game

By Jaewon

Summary:

Karina has been patient with your gaming habits, but tonight in your master bedroom she wants your full attention. A little argument sparks when you put League of Legends: Wild Rift first, but she returns determined and takes gentle control in her loving femdom way—turning frustration into heated.

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The master bedroom was quiet except for the soft sounds of my Samsung S25 and the occasional tap of my fingers on the screen. I was lying back against the pillows, legs stretched out on our king-sized bed, fully focused on a ranked match in League of Legends: Wild Rift. The glow from the phone lit up my face in the dimly lit room. We had just finished dinner together, but I told Karina I needed to finish this one game before I could relax properly. She had been understanding lately, knowing how much I enjoyed unwinding this way after long workdays.

The door opened quietly. Karina stepped in, her long dark hair loose over her shoulders, wearing a silky black slip that hugged her curves beautifully. She looked stunning as always—elegant, confident, and a little tired from her own schedule with aespa. She closed the door behind her and leaned against it for a second, watching me.

“Baby,” she said softly, her voice carrying that smooth tone I loved. “It’s sex time. Put the game down. I’ve missed you all day.”

I glanced up quickly but didn’t pause the match. My champion was in the middle of a team fight. “Next time, Karina. This game is almost over. Just give me ten more minutes.”

She crossed her arms, eyebrows furrowing slightly. “You said that last night too. And the night before. I’m right here, wanting you, and you’re choosing pixels over me again?”

“It’s not like that,” I replied, eyes flicking back to the screen as I tried to land a skill shot. “I’m just focused right now. We can do it after—”

Karina let out a short, frustrated breath. “Fine. Enjoy your game.” She turned and left the room, closing the door a bit harder than usual. The sound made me wince. I felt a pang of guilt but told myself I’d make it up to her soon. The match dragged on longer than expected, though. Five minutes passed. Then ten. I kept playing, figuring she had gone to watch something in the living room or take a shower.

The door opened again. I looked up, ready to apologize, but the words caught in my throat. Karina stood there completely naked, her perfect body on full display—full breasts, toned waist, smooth hips, and that confident posture that always made my heart race. She had taken off the slip and everything else. Her eyes locked on mine with a mix of heat and determination.

“If you can’t do it, then I’m doing it,” she said firmly, voice low and sultry. She walked over to the bed, hips swaying, and climbed on without waiting for an answer. “You’ve ignored me long enough tonight, baby. Now you’re going to feel exactly what you’ve been missing.”

Before I could set the phone aside properly, she took it from my hands and placed it face-down on the nightstand. Then she straddled my waist, leaning down to kiss me hard. There was no more argument—just her taking control in that gentle but dominant way she sometimes did when she wanted me focused only on her. Her tongue slipped into my mouth, demanding and sweet at the same time. I groaned, hands automatically moving to her bare thighs.

Karina sat up, grinding slowly against the growing bulge in my sweatpants. “Look at me,” she ordered softly, cupping my face with both hands. “Not the screen. Me.” Her fingers trailed down my chest, tugging my shirt up and off. She kissed along my neck, nipping lightly while her hand slipped inside my pants to wrap around my cock. “Already so hard… even after making me wait.”

She stroked me slowly, firmly, her grip perfect and teasing. Precum leaked over her fingers as she worked me, eyes never leaving mine. “You’re going to make it up to me now. Gonna let mommy take what she needs.”

The dirty talk sent a shiver through me. Karina rarely went full femdom, but when she did, it was loving and overwhelming. She pulled my sweatpants and boxers down in one smooth motion, freeing my throbbing cock. Without another word, she slid down and took me into her warm mouth. The sudden wet heat made me moan loudly. Her head bobbed with purpose, tongue swirling around the head before she sucked deeper, cheeks hollowing.

“Fuck… Karina,” I breathed, one hand gently in her hair.

She hummed around me, the vibration intense. Spit dripped down my shaft as she worked me thoroughly—long, slow sucks mixed with faster strokes of her hand. Every so often she pulled off to speak, lips glistening. “This cock belongs to me tonight. Not that game. Say it.”

“It’s yours,” I managed, voice rough. She rewarded me by taking me even deeper, almost to the back of her throat, eyes watering slightly but full of heat.

After several minutes of her incredible blowjob, she climbed back up, positioning herself over me. She rubbed my slick cock against her wet folds, teasing us both. “So wet because of you… even when you were being stubborn.” Then she sank down, taking every inch in one smooth motion. The tight, velvety heat enveloped me completely. Karina moaned, head tipping back as she adjusted.

“You feel so good inside me,” she whispered, starting to ride me in steady rolls of her hips. Her breasts bounced with each movement, and I reached up to cup them, thumbs brushing her hard nipples. She placed her hands on my chest for leverage and picked up the pace, riding me harder. The bed creaked under us as skin slapped against skin.

I thrust up to meet her, but Karina pushed me back down gently but firmly. “Let me,” she said, voice breathy but commanding. “You just lie there and take it like a good boy.”

She rode me like that for a while, grinding deep and clenching around me on every downstroke. Her moans filled the room—sweet, needy sounds that made me even harder. I rubbed her clit with my thumb, and she gasped, pace faltering for a second before she doubled down.

“Karina… I’m getting close,” I warned.

“Not yet,” she replied with a soft smile, slowing down to tease me. She lifted off completely, leaving me aching, then turned around into reverse cowgirl. Her perfect ass faced me as she sank back down, giving me an incredible view. She rode me like this, reaching back to hold my hands on her hips while she bounced. The angle felt deeper, tighter.