choso's such a quiet guy. stoic, unreadable, and practically like a statue of a man.
but now, with your hands wrapped in his hair, those tied sections coming loose between your fingers?
he shudders. moans into his hand, his knuckles whitening from how hard he's gripping the sheets. he begs for more, more, more. more hairpulling, more sweet words whispered into his ear, more you.
he gets especially needy like this when you wave the strap-on you own in front of his face, asking if he wants it tonight, and his eyes'll light up, mouth quivering as he says 'yes, please' and props himself on his elbows and knees for you.
how's he supposed to stay quiet when you're rutting deep against his insides, your soft tits pressed to his back, hands sliding up his chest to his throat?
"oh my—ngh—god," he sobs, tears streaming down his face, choked little cries spilling from his lips as he buries his head into the pillow, the sound muffled. "p—please—"
his body goes limp against the bed, knees nearly giving out as you keep thrusting the pretty pink silicone riiiiight against that spot that's got him whimpering your name, his cock strained and aching so heavily against his stomach, slapping against it with every push of your hips.
choso's done for when you squeeze his throat a little, fingernails digging in just enough to leave him gasping for air. your other hand snakes down to his cock, thumb circling tantalizingly slow along his slit, and you tell him what a good boy he is for you. how cute he sounds.
you pull his hair back, tightening your hold on his makeshift pigtails, just enough so his red-rimmed eyes can gaze into yours, fat droplets welling in them. "you gonna cum?" you murmur, tugging harder to punctuate your sentence.
"y—yes," he whines brokenly, and he releases seconds later, cock spurting out thick, hot bursts of cum, all against your hand, the bed, his tensed up stomach. choso moans out a string of 'thank you's', 'sosososo good,' eyes squeezed shut.
he heaves after he climaxes and whimpers quietly when you pull out, chest rising and falling unevenly, face flushed, that inky mark across his nose all smeared. you smile and kiss his cheek, and tell him how good he did.
the night continues until he's knocked into sleep from overstimulation, literally.
Getting Choso high with your friends was never a good idea.
Warnings: drug use, sub!choso, handjob, mommy kink, tit sucking, and not proofread 😞
Choso has always been clingy towards you. It didn’t matter where or who was around, he had to be touching you in some form of way. Your presence grounds him, calms his worries and anxieties. But even if Choso was clingy in public, he knew what boundaries not to cross. Til tonight at least.
It wasn’t like this was the first time the two of you had gotten high together. Sure when intoxicated Choso gets more touchier than usual, his voice goes up a few octave and the weapon in his pants grows harder.
With these circumstances you couldn’t fathom why you thought it would be a good idea to sit down and smoke a bowl of pot with everyone. At first it was normal, Choso suffering from a few cough attacks, clinging to you as you comforted him.
It wasn’t anything alarming. When you felt his body slowly drift closer to yours practically leaving no space, you didn’t think anything of it. Happily accepting his tight embrace. Too distracted in a conversation with Yuki, you didn’t notice the way his eyes zeroed in on you. The way he went silent, no longer engaging with Sukuna and Gojo.
His large hand trailed up your thigh, feather like touch sending shivers down your spine. Jolting in his hold when he squeezes your thigh, finally catching your attention. Taken aback at the sight of your disheveled boyfriend.
Droopy eyes with blown out pupils stared back you. The rouge spreading across his cheek almost matched the color of his red sclera. Plump parted from the subtle pants leaving them. Sheen of sweat glistening in light from the smoked out hot room.
You weren’t exactly sure of how to react to this situation, and you felt sick for feeling a slight tingle between your thighs. “Are you okay, baby.” Fingers running through his dark locks. Which you aren’t too sure if you heard a whine leave his mouth at the caress.
“No.”
Eyes widening at the tone. You know that voice and it’s only used when Choso is feeling needy for his mommy. Flustered at the sudden change of mood which you should’ve have expected.
Scanning your surroundings making sure no one saw the scene going on. Luckily Yuki, Sukuna and Gojo were engaged with their own conversation.
“Aww, is my baby feeling needy?” Soft voice brushing against his ear, he quickly nodded. Face nuzzling in the crook of your neck, deeply inhaling your scent.
“Yes, mama.” Delicate kisses marked your neck, “I-I can’t think properly. I need you now”
Sighing, you tried to gently pull him away from your neck to get a better look at him but he stubbornly resisted. “Are you sure you can’t wait a bit?” You were enjoying your time with your friends but if your boyfriend needed you to take care of him, you’ll leave in an instant.
Choso’s hard cock pressed itself to your thigh with a whimper, “I can’t wait mommy!” Whining louder than he intended.
Quickly snapping your head towards your friends hoping they didn’t hear the declaration. Yet, they were just as shocked as you by the outburst. You try your best to shield Choso with your body when seeing Sukuna and Gojo struggling to hold in their laughter.
“What the fuck??” Sukuna coughed, hunched over laughing, “No way this loser just called you mommy.”
You pulled Choso closer to you, scowl forming on your face, “Don’t be a fucking asshole, leave him alone.” The last thing your boyfriend needed right now is to be teased in this state.
“I know you guys were freaks.” Gojo remarked, an annoying ass smirk reaching his face.
Quickly standing up and snatching your boyfriend’s hand, “We’re leaving.” Already heading towards the door, dragging your willing boyfriend with you.
“Oh come on, they’re just joking.” Yuki tried to settle the tension, but you had already made your mind up.
“It’s fine, we’ll see you guys later.”
You barely even had the chance to drive somewhere more secluded, before Choso began to start pawing at your chest. He couldn’t wait any longer to have you, forcing you to follow him to the backseat. Laying on your side lips meeting his in a swift movement.
“I’m sorry for embarrassing you, mommy.” He whispered, you taking the chance to slip your tongue into his needy mouth. Hand rubbing up his body, traveling underneath his shirt. Fingers squeezing his juicy pec, rolling the sensitive nipple with your thumb, “O-oh please, I’ll do a-anything!” Body arching into your touch, hips jolting against your thigh.
Mouth sucking on his tongue, wishing it was his pretty cock, reeling the moans from him. “You never embarrass, baby.” Reassuring him, string of spit connecting the two of you as you pull away. “All mommy wants to do is make you feel good.”
Other hand gripping his hard cock in his sweatpants. Choso hated wearing underwear and you couldn’t be any happier. Rubbing the length, the friction of the material making him cry out at the pleasure.
High pitched whines reached yours ears, “Mommy!” Large hand trying its best to pull down your top. Knowing exactly what he wanted, you allowed him to release your breast. Hand guiding his head towards what he wanted the most, Choso parted his wet lips promptly attaching to the nipple.
“Fuck, baby.” He didn’t spare anytime, sucking harshly at the nipple. His thick fingers pinching the free nipple, not wanting to neglect nothing.
Lowering the sweatpants just enough to allow his needy cock to be released from the confinements. Fat cock slapping against his stomach with a thunk, twitching at the cold air. Pre cum dribbled from his angry red mushroom tip, down to his cum filled balls.
Soft hand wrapping around the thickness, using the creamy substance as lube. Choso’s grip on your tit tightened at the contact, muffled whimpers can be heard. Twisting your hand when you reach his sensitive tip.
“Is mommy making you feel good?” Cooing at the nursing man, he didn’t dare pull away from your tit to speak. Referring to rapid nods, eyes closed with content.
The growing wetness between your thighs, made your head dizzy. You weren’t too sure if it was the weed, if you were to horny, or both. Tingles ran throughout your body, only amplified when you hear his needy voice.
Choso’s bucked up into your head, sloppily following your rhythm. Squeezing his dripping tip, more pre spurting out making your hand even more messy. Running your thumb underneath the tip, pressing down hard causing his thick thighs to shake involuntarily.
“Oh mommy, milk me please!” His voice was muffled, by the slurping sound. He could never hold back his moans and begging mommy for more.
Your hand sped up, biting you lip at the way his balls jerked at the change of pace. You knew he was close by the way his and and balls clenching, dark eyes rolling back, and his whines even higher.
“Such a good boy for mommy. I barely even started and you are about to make a mess.”
Tightening around his base, feeling his hot cock rapidly twitch in your hand. Choso couldn’t hold it back anymore, body shaking like a leaf as he comes close to his climax. Rubbing your thumb upon his tender slit.
He throws his head back, mouth unintentionally detaching from your body. “I-I can’t hold it mommy, please let your baby cum.” He begging through rapid gasping for air.
“Give mommy all you cum baby don’t be shy.” You encouraged hand becoming rougher with your movements guiding him to his climax.
Incoherent strings of words, and your name fell from his lips. Hips stilling in mid air, hot creamy cum gushing out. Messing your hand, cute desperate moans forcing their way out, “Ah-Ah!” your hand reaches down to squeeze his balls. Making sure to milk every last drop out of him.
𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒐 is pathetic for you, always has been and always will be. turning into mush under your hands. trying his absolute best to keep his composure but not able to help but let slip the small whines between your kisses.
you love it. you love teasing him, he's just so patient and you like pushing him to see just how patient he can be. kissing him deep and slow, sitting happily in his lap as you take your time. able to feel the unmistakable erection digging into you, your pussy growing wetter the longer you sit on him.
moving your attention to his neck, kissing down his throat. choso's hands dig into your hips, panted moan leaving him as he bares himself to you more. he whines your name softly, urging you to do more.
"c'mon, stop teasing so much," he huffs, nearing his limit.
you pout back at him, "but i'm not done kissing you."
his head is tilted back, watching you closely. he can feel himself throbbing in his pants, dick aching for attention. feeling so much more sensitive and worked up than he has in a while, you must be feeling especially evil today because this is the most you've teased in a bit.
choso's skin feels hot all over, everywhere your lips have touched, where your tongue has grazed. he knows he's flushed and pitiful and he can't even care because you look so pretty kissing him stupid.
"fine, keep kissing me then." he pulls your head back down to him.
lips on yours frenzied and desperate, tongue licking into your mouth as he kisses you deep. relishing in the moan you let out, hips jolting up against you. his cock throbbing and straining against its confines, begging for you.
the control you have is slipping the more you get caught up in his kisses. shiver running down your spine at his hard dick grinding into you. parting your lips, you ghost them over his, barely touching.
"cho, i want you inside me," you whisper against him, breaths intermingling.
that quiet plea does him in completely, cumming out of nowhere. shudders run through him and he grabs you, holding you tight to him. hips desperately rutting up into you to ride out his high. his whines are pitched and needy, his mouth latches onto your neck.
you're as surprised by his orgasm as you are turned on, moaning softly as he continues to grind up into you. stroking his back comfortingly as he comes down. he's a mess, eyes weepy and lips pink and swollen from your shared kisses.
"i'm sorry, i'm so sorry," he nuzzles against your sternum, "i was too turned on, you're so pretty and your voice—"
"it's okay, cho," you kiss the top of his head, "you'll just have to make it up to me now."
choso looks up at you, eyes sparkling, "undress for me then."
choso is a perv... still ended up in your bed tho .ᐟ mdni 18+
𝜗𝜚 cw: dom!reader, sub!choso, fem!reader, roommate!choso, riding, choking, kind of a pain kink, panty-stealing, teasing, edging (kinda), mentions of weed, cervix kissing, pervy!choso, biting, sadist!reader?, masochist!choso??, he whimpers n he begs (as he should), slightly oral fixation!choso???
𝜗𝜚 wc: 1.2k
if choso had known that stealing your panties would eventually have him propped up against your headboard with your soft thighs caging his sturdy hips and your tits bouncing heavy in his face– he would have gotten caught way sooner.
“ngh– fuck,” choso’s voice breaks around a whimper, his brows furrowed together and sweat beading down his temple as you bounce yourself fucking stupid on his cock. you should be mad at him right now; your roommate had been stealing your favourite pairs of panties for months and you’re rewarding him by fucking him?
but christ, who knew such a meek and pervy guy who smokes weed next to the bathroom window was hiding not only an insane sleeper build, but a monster cock embellished with veins and a mushroomy tip that was bullying your cervix with every bounce.
“nnh— what did you do with them, cho?” you purr, dragging your thumb across choso’s bottom lip, your other hand planted firmly on his unfairly chiselled abs. his abs tense under your touch, his core fighting for movement but alas, he lost that privilege the moment you caught him fisting his cock with your latest pair of missing panties– and in your bed. said panties are wrapped tight around his wrists behind his head, lightly damp with his own pre and sweat and making his biceps bulge so deliciously.
oh how you want to sink your teeth into them…
“p-please–” he begs, drool collecting at the side of his mouth as you rolled your hips into his, a deep satisfied sigh pouring from your lips as the blunt head of his cock nudged against that spot inside you that made your tummy drop n’ your poor clit rubs against the coarse happy trail at the base of choso’s dick.
“c’mon, baby… don’t be shy on me now,” you tease, pressing your thumb against his bottom lip until he shyly parts his lips, eyes droopy with lust and need as you press the pad of your thumb to his tongue.
“m’sorry—“ saliva drips down his chin as you press your thumb against his tongue, the wet muscle fighting against the pressure, lips loose around your thumb.
“s’messy, cho,” you coo, your free hand scraping your nails up his chest, his body shivering with the mix of pain and the mindfucking pleasure of your pretty pussy wrapped snug around his aching cock.
he’s so rock hard it’s fucking painful— and you’re teasing him. and he’s letting you because he would rather let you fuck him until he was shooting blanks, than go back to jerking himself off with your panties choking the base of his reddened cock, or humping his mattress with his face pressed into the shirt you’d worn to the gym the day before, or having to excuse himself to rub one out over his sweats when you asked if your outfit looked cute for your night out with your girls.
he’d let you do fucking anything to him right now.
your pretty manicured hand wraps around the base of his throat, finger and thumb squeeeezing the muscles on either side.
your thighs tense as you lift yourself almost aalllll the way off his cock before dropping back down. you bounce and roll your hips, the wet bap! bap! of your ass meeting his thighs forcing choso’s hips to buck, wanting to fuck his mushroomy tip further into your cunt, as if he could bully past your already bruised cervix.
your teeth sink into your bottom lip, biting back a loud moan because he’s so stupidly big and has no earthly idea.
his fucked-out gaze draaaags down your pretty tits and the expanse of your soft tummy before settling on the translucent ring of cum that settles around the base of his cock, watching as your greedy pussylips swallow his length n’ your slick drips down his tight balls and pools against your pale bedsheets.
choso’s lips pull off your thumb, head thrown back and hitting your wall with a quiet thud because if he keeps watching, he’s gonna fucking cum, “ngh, f-fuck—“
“you like that, hm?” you sigh around a moan, feeling his cock twitch inside you.
choso nods mindlessly, humming out an unintelligible noise as you slowly press yourself uuuup n’ dooown on his cock.
“c-can you go f-faster?” the question is a broken whine, his breaths hot and heavy as they fan across your throat. “please–”
choso feels the hand around his throat sneak higher, pressing tighter around his windpipe and forcing his eyes to roll back as you lift your plush hips off his cock just to plummet back down with a mean roll– but it’s still too slow for poor, sweet choso.
he whimpers again, the sound gurgled and forced from the pressure of your hand around his pretty throat.
choso’s eyes glaze with tears, “pleaseplease– i wanna cum–”
he can feel his balls tighten, feel the heat curl in his abdomen only to shy away when you lift your hips, just to fuck yourself with his tip, feeling the swollen tip catch and stretch your throbbing hole.
“ngh, ngh– pleeeaaaase–”
you grin devilishly, pressing your lips to the corner of his eye to kiss away the salty globs. your grip on his throat loosens, but still holding possessively. the corded muscles of his biceps are taut behind his head; tensing and straining with the desperate need to grip you–
riiiiip–
you still your movements and choso’s eyes blow wide.
he ripped your fucking panties.
the remnants of the lacy black fabric hang loose around choso’s red wrists, deep lines indented into his pale skin from pulling and tugging against the delicate elastic.
his pretty puppy eyes, filled with tears, glance up at you, “m’so sorry–”
you tilt your head to the side, a faux pout tugging at your bottom lip, “you wanna touch me that bad, cho?”
you run your hand through his hair, nails scraaaping against his scalp, “but you ruined my favourite panties.”
you feel choso’s cock twitch against your gummy walls, revelling in any type of affection you give him.
perv.
“i’ll make it up t’you,” choso mutters, hands landing very cautiously on your hips.
“oh, you will?” you lean in close, pretty lips brushing the shell of his ear, sending a mean shiver up his spine as your tits press flush against his broad chest.
choso moans against your shoulder, “yesyes– i promise.”
“how’re y’gonna do that, cho?”
you’re teasing him harder now, just fucking with him because he’s too pussydrunk to know what’s good for him.
“i-i’ll be s’good, i promise– i’ll make you feel sooo good, baby, please–” he’ll say anything to get you to bounce on his dick right now.
you grin against the hot skin of his neck, lips brushing down the thick muscle that tenses under your touch, “oh, yeah?”
“yeah– yesyes,” he whimpers, teeth sinking into his bottom lip and fingers curling into the meat of your ass as you nip and bite at the side of his neck.
you pull away, the hand sitting at the base of his throat curling to grab his jaw, fingers squeezing his cheeks and forcing his lips into a cute lil’ pout.
your eyes look him up… n’ down.
“prove it, perv.”
𝜗𝜚 a/n: ...do i like subby men? is that what i've discovered about myself?
You're his first girlfriend...EVER. which is surprising to you, he's attractive big n strong and so so so kind. He's the kind of guy girls dream about, a literal knight in shining armor. It made you feel sick that you couldn't help the lewd thoughts of what was inside the knights pants.
You would bring him food whenever you could and would see his thick bulge against his pants, that silly smile of his and those chubby freckled cheeks. He was so adorable and such a loser. God he truly deserves a cock that big.
You had him laid down on his back thighs wide open with you sitting in between them gently rubbing his cock covered by his boxers. He whimpered lowly staring up at you with those wide eyes of him, his face flushed with red while his pupils were blown wide. Izuku had never done anything quite like this before.....not with someone else at least.
He was a gooner 100% so he's definitely teased his cock through his boxers before you believe that for sure. You admired his face for a little before focusing on his big and thick cock sitting flat against his pelvis jolting up at the drag of your finger. You hum and gently rub your finger up his tip repeatedly earning a sigh from him, his eyes fluttering while his brows furrowed sticky precum oozing through his boxers, darkening the spot where his tip laid.
His thighs were having trouble staying open, the feeling of being pleasured but just barely by you was fogging up his brain it was turning him on a lot more than you thought. He could cum untouched if that's what you wanted, as many times as you wanted. You put your hand on his inner thigh caressing his freckled and tanned skin with your thumb and a smile painting your face.
You wrap your entire hand around his cock giving it a squeeze trying to get a feel out of his cock. The girth was amazing you could hardly wrap your entire hand around it. That says a lot. Once more he whined laying his head back and using the back of his hand to hide the wobbly smile forming in his flushed face. You didn't even move your hand, just holding his cock as it began jumping in your palm. You could feel it moving up and down begging to be used.
“ y..yeah.....c'mon touch it.. mmph.. fuck.”
You heard him mumble a whimper filled sentence under his breath, heavy breaths leaving him as he laid back letting you whatever you wanted to him.
“ m’gonna pull these down a bit m’kay izu?”
He nodded quickly as you removed your hand from his cock and hooked your fingers through the waist and of his boxers, pulling it back and letting it snap against his skin. He winced and jolted up at the pain whimpering with a shiver as he looked up to you with pleading eyes. He didn't say anything, letting his eyes tell you exactly what you knew he wanted. How sweet.
You run your hand down his lower abdomen before finally fishing your hand into his boxers and pulling it out gently having it lie against his pelvis once more. A shaky sigh left his lips at the gush of cold air hitting his precum slicked tip. You admired his estate for a while watching how enamouring he was, how luminescent he looked.
His cock head was large and a rosy red still leaking precum, there were a couple of veins painting the sides of his thick pulsating cock, large and full balls tightening below. He looked absolutely appetizing. It truly is a surprise to see a sweet and gentle guy have such a big and bold cock. So thick it can't even stand up on its own.
“ dont...look at it like that..”
He whispered to you, a whine ending his sentence. His eyes were hardly open he was so embarrassed, his cock was out having the cold air brush against it causing his cock to jump at the breeze. He whined lowly thighs flexing on each side of you waiting for you to do something.
You rub his thighs to try and get him to calm down, his breathing was heavy and almost as if he was out of breath. To your surprise his hips lift into the air slightly and he shivers at your touch, a low moan leaving his lips. He was so desperate to be touched it was saddening honestly, but far too cute to not enjoy.
You decided to give in and touch him, wrapping your hand around his cock once more jerking him off. Hand moving up and down in an agonizingly slow pace. Not even five minutes of you touching him gently, palm grazing over his sensitive vock head occasionally, he'd cum.
Low whines leaving his slackened jaw as his cock began leaking out his whine cum, pooling all over his lower abdomen and spilling onto the bed, you had moved your hand the second you seen his cum slowly spill down his reddened cock head.
You stared at him, disbelief behind your eyes but you hadn't wanted him to see that as he might feel bad given how quickly he'd cum. After he calmed down from he previous high his shaky eyes fluttered open and focused back on you and your figure, your eyes met with his and he instantly felt a rush of embarrassment.
Curling into a ball and huffing out a line of apologies.
“ I'm so sorry!! I just...you , you felt so good-! I didn't know I could...... just..— I'm sorry !”
You sigh and laugh above your adorable little big lover below you, hiding his face and whining in embarrassment wallowing in his own filth. You rub his back kissing the top of his head and decided you wouldn't tease him.
Although the fact his cock is so big and so thick and HE was so big and strong yet he couldn't even handle having his cock stroked by his girlfriend. Albeit this was his first time with something like this so you supposed you could give him the benefit of the doubt.
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