bsf!choso gets hard from seeing you in a bikini for the first time 𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖
bsf!choso x femreader • (nsfw) ۶ৎ i need him so bad
it all started because of that damn bikini. a cute, pink halter neck scattered with brown polka dots.
to be fair to cho, you looked great. full tits held up just right, showing the perfect amount of cleavage and your plush, bare ass with the thong style bikini bottom travelling between your cheeks.
you just finished getting changed in your airbnb room and are about to head out to the beach with choso.
“i’m done!! you can come in now”
this is your first time wearing something so revealing because up until recently you’ve felt super self conscious. but cho always makes you feel good about yourself and you have grown so much confidence.
he turns the handle and lets himself into your room. as soon as he sees you his expression changes. eyes widened and lips slightly parted, breath hitching quietly.
grinning, you walk closer and grasp his hand “don’t i look good?! i’m so excited let’s go!”
cho’s dark irises travel from your bright, squinting eyes down to the enticing valley between your breasts. a lump forms at the back of his itching throat. his eyes dart back up, your glossy plump lips come into view. gulp.
he’s seen so many women in bikinis at pools and beaches - even nudists. but he’s never been affected before so why now? why you?
the sight in front of him is dizzying. hairs at the back of his neck prickling, pupils are dilated, his trousers feel too tight, and jesus it’s a hot day today but he shouldn’t be sweating this much.
his head is cluttered with thoughts, dirty ones. ‘come on think about something else think about something else’ he repeats over and over in his head.
then to make matters worse you say his name “choso?” so sweetly, so softly.
the constraints of his boxers are getting increasingly uncomfortable. god he feels humiliated.
“y/n i uh- just give me a minute”
“what? are you feeling ill? cho-“ then you see the throbbing bulge pressed against the confines of his trousers which he quickly tries to conceal with his hand.
“im so sorry y/n im sorry” his voice trembles out of pure embarrassment.
the innocent sounding question rings in his ears “you- you want to?”
“i wanna help cho” nodding “…how can i.. help?” you ask quietly, this is unlike you, in fact this isn’t like either of you. sure you’ve both always been overly affectionate with each other but never to this extent.
both of their hearts are racing a mile a minute, the tension sitting thick in the air.
he stares down at your hand, the ache of his throbbing hard-on has become almost painful.
to be honest, you’re really turned on at the sight “cho don’t be shy it’s okay- really”
contemplating the offer, he lets his desire win “can i uhm use your hand, please pretty? you don’t even need to do anything hmph just let me hold it yknow.. on me?” the desperation in his voice is obvious.
as soon as he gets your shy nod of confirmation he unbuckles his denim shorts and they fall to the ground, his boxers following after.
his member springs out and hits his lower abdomen, it’s like 7-8 inches? maybe more. it’s pink and flushed at the tip with a vain running along the underside. you’re mesmerised to say the least, it’s the nicest you’ve seen.
holding your hand gently, he spits right onto your palm. choso guides your hand onto his length and hisses at the touch of your soft skin on his dick
it’s warm to the touch and precum leaks onto your fingers.
“mmphf-mm sorry” suppressed whimpers escape his throat as he curves your fingers around him and strokes himself with his hand over yours, spreading the salvia on his length.
definitely the most erotic scene to play out in front of you. he has an arm rested on the door frame above his head, fist clenched and knuckles white with a rosy blush spread across his face.
while clenching your thighs tightly together to relieve some of the ache in your core, you drink in the sight.
“feels s’good mmf” pathetic whimpers spill from him, like he’s in heat. “y/n you feel so soft ngh”
choso’s hips buck forward at the same time, creating a schlick schlick schlick sound that fills the room. his hair is down, messy and stuck to his forehead and the back of his neck with sweat.
he uses your hand like a flesh-light, head tipped back in complete bliss. but you don’t mind. you could watch him forever, like you’re addicted to this side of him.
“thank you- uhngh - thank you s’much y/n you’re perfect mmff”
you place your other hand on his shoulder blade and he shivers at the touch. snaking manicured fingers through his jet black hair you speak quietly “you’re doing so good cho”
“y-yeah? ngh keep- ah touching my hair, please”
you scratch his scalp gently and he whimpers loudly from the different sensations all at once. your slender fingers look perfect wrapped around his length
“y/n- i’m close umnh im gonna come”
he pumps his dick faster with your hand, almost animalistic-like and it starts throbbing, his jaw tenses and eyes held shut.
seconds later, chosos hips stutter and a loud, deep groan leaves him. ropes of come spill over your fist and onto his tshirt “ngh fuck” he bends over slightly and pants.
that was the hottest thing you’ve ever seen. and somehow it didn’t even feel that wrong to see your bestfriend in that state.. but now all you’re questioning is if this is still a friendship.
slowly he pulls up his trousers and stands back up straight. seeing the mess he left on himself and you, he curses “shit- shit i’m sorry” and grabs a tissue for you.
he excuses himself to take a shower then goes to his room to change after.
all you can think about is - have you ruined your friendship? you guys have kissed and cuddled and it’s considered second nature but you question whether things will go back to normal again.
but you find yourself wanting to do that again.. or to go even further with him. maybe you want more than normal.
A/N : ig they didn’t go to the beach - i might retire for a while if this flops, happy pride month!
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