ꫂৎ — ohh knight!choso being completely head over heels for the princess (you), he would protect you like you are a prized possession ( you are :3 ) — slighttt age gap (reader is 21 and choso is 25 ), choso is a YEARNERRRERRRR mentions of wounds and violence, (f) masterbation, ōral (f) receiving at the end. not proof read!
he’s guarding outside the large wooden doors of you large bedroom, his shining silver armor rests comfortably against his underclothes, the sharp tip of his sword, digging into the wooden floor, making a slight mark for him to stand there every night, as his helmet rests near the sword, considering it was quite warm in the castle tonight. he hears the rustling in your bedroom, mainly you complaining that you couldn’t get the zipper in the back of your gown. he almost let out a chuckle.
“cho cho! i need your help!” he used to hate that stupid nickname but you’ve said it so many times that he got used to it. “my highness, you know i’m permitted to go inside your room unless you’re in life threatening situations.” — “this is a life threatening situation!!” he rolled his eyes before entering the large room, closing the door behind him. you see his much taller and larger figure behind you in your body mirror, the shine from the moon highlighted his silver armor as it clanked against the wooden floor. “can you help me with my zipper? pretty pleaseee?” moving your goddess braids to the front of your body, revealing your nape.
choso took a deep breath before zipping down to the middle of your back. “there ya’ go.” his deep voice close to your ear making goosebumps run across your back, you looked through your mirror smiling , “thank you cho cho, you can go back to being bored outside my room again! shoo!” you joked, he looked you up and down before smirking exiting the room.
since choso gaurds your room from nightfall to dawn, on a trip to the bathroom you would always find him laying against the hard wooden surface when the sun came up, the windows shining the yellow and orange hue on his handsome face, highlighting his large battle scar across one his face, your heart hurt for him. he would always wakeup with a large pink blanket across his body, and his head resting on the matching large pillow. he was ashamed for being so vulnerable but he always got a warm feeling in his heart, getting up, folding the blanket neatly, placing it beside your door. that was his way of saying thank you.
you’ve always observed choso from a distance, from standing behind your mother’s leg, clutching her dress as you saw the older boy get recruited into the royal army. to watching from your large balcony to the grasslands where the knights practiced their combat as your mother’s midwife braided your hair, she’s been there ever since you were born, being considered an auntie at most.
“i don’t know rita, he’s like the sweetest person ever and one if my best friends, do you really think he’s interested?” — rita chuckled as she finished the last goddess braids, finishing by oiling your scalp. “you should see how he looks at you baby, he would fight an army of wasps if it were to harm you. the problem is that both of you are shy, and i find it ridiculous, especially for two people to be destined together.” she laughs as you sucked your teeth. continuing to look down seeing choso practice his combat.
the time was coming on when choso had to lead his army into battles, these were the worst days of your life because you didn’t know if he would come back in one piece, but his letters would always reassure you, they became more romantic every week, to the point where he yearned for you. locking your bedroom doors, tucked deep under your covers, rubbing your sensitive bud to his letters repeatedly imagining him between your legs, releasing all that anxiety from your bones.
the day finally came, almost a year later, the men arrived back. hearing the loud trumpets from the town, many men injured but everyone made it back. rushing downstairs in your nightgown, letting all his men go spend some time with their families. choso makes it his personal mission to visit you, with him always being at the castle doors. not being able to contain your tears, you break down in his arms. “missed you too princess.” — “shut up!” he laughs but winces, you look up worried as he held his left hip. “let’s go to your room yea? t-threatening situation.” he winces again as you helped him up the stairs to , laying him down on your bed , quickly removing the armor protecting his body and underclothes. (not his boxers tho! :3)
revealing his chiseled abs, with many past battles scars that decorated them. you almost got distracted to notice that he was borderline bleeding out. applying the liquid remedy that rita made for you from a mason jar with a pink washcloth to the wound. choso winced, gripping the bedsheet for comfort. he brings you up to his lip when you wrapped his waist in the white bandage. he held your waist as you did, watching your chest go up and down in some hesitation when treating him.
“kay’ done! just don’t move around too muc-.” — “you kept all my letters.” choso looks behind him looking at your fluffed pillows, the pile of letters spread across it. “well you, you expected me to throw them away?” you answered, wrapping your hands around his neck. — “i missed you so much.” you say, moving some of his raven strands out of his face.
“m-my highness, we can’t-.”
“and i say we can. royal orders.”
“you can’t just-.”
“i just did, i can’t keep going on those horrendous dates from prince’s from other lands. i need you choso, you.”
that’s when his heart skipped a beat, hands running down your waist, feeling the soft fabric of the nighty, the teasing sight of your matching panties rubbing against his boxers. finger slowly tracing the scars that made him shiver. “let me make it up to you then, please my highness.” …
“a-are you sure cho cho? this is kinda embarrassing! and unholy!” you’re currently on your back, panties thrown somewhere else in the room, legs on choso’s chiseled shoulders as he was on his knees at the edge of the bed. “please, since when did you start caring about anything holy princess?” — “it’s just- hah!” he started kissing down your your thighs, kissing each one by one making the tension between you two stronger. until he finally reached your heat, tracing slow circles around your clit making you jump and whimper, your moans were like a calling to him, he needed to make them louder.
he then gave it a long lick before starting to fully eat you out, “ah! f-fuck! chosooo!” the new feeling was so overwhelming, so much more better compared to just your fingers. the way he occasionally sucked your clit, sticking his long tongue inside your hole, thrusting it in different directions to find that sweet gummy spot, oh how could innocent quiet choso be so fucking sinfull.
“louder baby, maybe the priest can hear how unholy we’re being.” he says before entering two fingers into your hole, making your body lock up in pleasure. “s’goodd cho cho!!” you squealed, he smirked making a come here motion, which hit the target in your g-spot. making the coil in your stomach grow warm, and warmer, and warmer.
“w-wait choso! feels weirdd!” you wailed, the feeling was so overwhelming that tears started forming in your eyes, hands gripping his wrist. “let go for me princess, you can do it tor me.” he coaxed, not faltering his hand motions but rather going faster, your legs shook as you leg your orgasm take over, squirting onto choso’s fingers and his face. he chuckles before removing his fingers and licking them off, using the same to move his hair out of his face. “okay! okay! no more!” you laughed, trying to catch your breath and he agreed.
“so beautiful.” is all he would say before slowly getting on top of the large bed having you lay on chest, his arm wrapped around your waist, both of you guys needed a nap.
until you hear a knock on the door — “𓊆ྀི❤︎𓊇ྀི, you know choso and his army came into town earlier this morning! want help getting ready?!” it was rita!
you and choso look at each other smiling before answering “yea he sent me a letter! come back in like uh! 2 hours!” you answered, covering choso’s mouth so he wouldn’t laugh too loud. “alright! call me when you need me baby!”
she knew damn well choso was in that room.
fin
