a/n: i think i miss my wife - back to kiri and bkgsqd slop soon !
โlemme suck on it.โ you whine, pawing at katsukiโs sweats.
โoh my god.โ he side eyes you and scoots to the other end of the couch.
โcโmon pretty.โ you purr.
โyou sound like a creep.โ his blush rises up his neck.
โso itโs a crime to think my boyfriend is hot?โ you crawl into his lap. โand pretty.โ you bury your fingers in his hair. โand ridiculously cute when heโs blushing.โ
โyou-โ he groans when you roll your hips. โyou asked to suck on it.โ his pupils blown wide.
โmhm.โ you lean down and press your lips to his neck.
you grind your hips against lap, feeling his cock start to harden beneath you with your slow movements. his phone is forgotten and his hands find your waist while you hump against him. you tug his hair and tilt his neck back, smirking at the groan that leaves his lips.
โdoes my pretty boy want a kiss?โ you whisper, lips brushing against his softly.
โyes.โ he squeezes your hips.
you press your lips to his and roll your hips, tugging softly at his hair as he groans into your mouth. you pull back and he slowly blinks up at you, lips a little more swollen. he leans up for another but you sit back, grinding against him a little harder.
โask.โ you look down at him.
โanother kiss.โ heโs breathless already.
โgood boy.โ his hips jerk up into yours. โohhh i know, baby.โ
your lips fall to his and you quicken your movements, knowing it wonโt take much when heโs already so reactive. he gasps when your tongue slides agaisnt his, caressing and guiding while he melts below you. heโs moaning into your mouth, hips canting up on their own accord as the pleasure rises in his lower abdomen.
โfuck your gonna make me cum.โ he tosses his head back and you press your lips to his throat.
โwant you to cum for me.โ you nod, grazing your teeth against his hot skin. โthen weโll take a shower.โ
โwhat-hic! what about you?โ his hands on your hips clamp down and move you faster.
โwant you to cum for me katsuki.โ you whisper. โbe a good boy and cum.โ you smile feel the full body tremor and then the way his thighs stiffen as he fills his pants. โthatโs good, baby.โ you place one last kiss on his neck and get up to lead him to the shower.
เฑจเง experienced!sukuna x virgin f!reader
[adult boutique au] - ongoing series
โ chasing your dreams isn't all it's cracked up to be. your apartment shakes when the train passes and eating a scoop of peanut butter and calling it girl dinner is getting depressing. when you finally manage to land a job at a store that sells sex toys, it's possibly the biggest relief of your life. there's just one issue:
you're a virgin.
you don't know the first thing about toys and you don't want your cute and flirty white-haired co-worker to know. against your better judgement, you find yourself turning to your other co-worker for lessons and learn the hard way he's just as much of an asshole in bed as he is at work. โ
เฑจเง cw ; mdni, 18+ only. smut. fwb but you aren't friends. slow burn romance/fast burn smut. sukuna is 23ish, reader is24/25ish. reader is sexually reserved but confident, nerdy, and a band geek. arrogant!sukuna. dom!sukuna. mild corruption. size difference. piv (protected & unprotected). sex toys. dildos. vibrators. sybians. shibari & bondage. restraint. gags. butt plugs. fingering. cock rings. clit stimulants. g-spot stimulants. nipple clamps. remote controlled vibrator. lubes. sex games. blindfolds. aphrodisiacs. biting. marking. possession. dick piercings & tattoos. established safe word. used safe word. loss of virginity. oral (f! and m!). handjob. dacryphilia. mating press. overstimulation. cum play. manhandling. edging. sensory deprivation. (mutual) masturbation (f! and m!). choking. mild love triangle with gojo.
i aim to spread sex positivity, explore the effects of the stigma around virginity, and educate on safety in exploring kinks :)
เฑจเง wc ; estimated 100k.
เฑจเง a/n ; art by ackshuallyvalerie <3 shoutout to @/yenayaps for sukuna dick piercing brain worms <33
๊ฐ ็่ฑชๅๅทฑ ๊ฑ โบ katsuki hates being loud in bed. mdni.
pro hero! bakugo x fem! reader. unprotected piv
for someone whoโs so loud and cocky, katsuki is surprisingly quiet in bed. because he hates the sounds he makes, finds his own whimpers and groans pathetic and weak. he hates the way his control dissolves, the way his body betrays him with hitched breaths and feeble groans. every time a whimper โthreatensโ to spill from his lips, heโs gulping it down, jaw clenched so tight it aches.
he kisses you like heโs trying to swallow the moans building in his own chest. his tongue sweeps into your mouth, not just to taste you, but to make sure youโre so full of him that no sound can escape.
โkats breathe,โ you gasp when he finally lets you up for air.
โshut up,โ he snarls, but thereโs no heat beneath his words.
when you finally sink down onto him, taking him in inch by excruciating inch, his whole body goes rigid. a sharp hiss falls through his gritted teeth, and he immediately buries his face in the crook of your neck, as if in shame. you can feel the vibration of his groan against your throat, a guttural sound he tries so, so hard to kill.
โfuck,โ he breathes, a mere puff of air against your glistening skin. his hips remain still, even as his cock throbs inside you
when you start to ride him, his hands fly from your hips to your ass, then to your shoulders, anywhere he can get purchase, as if heโs physically trying to hold himself together. his breathing becomes harsh and uneven. you can hear the struggle in every inhale. his crimson eyes are squeezed shut, his brow furrowed in concentration that has everything to do with not falling apart.
you love watching him like this. you love being the one to unravel him. you pick up the pace, rolling your hips in that way you know drives him wild, and you feel the tremor that starts in his thighs, the way his calloused fingers dig bruises into your perfect skin.
a sound thatโs half-gasp, half-whimper, bubbles up, and katsuki immediately clamps his mouth down on your shoulder โ using your body to silence his own.
heโs drunk on the copper leaking from your broken skin. he presses soothing kisses to your shoulder and it makes you clench even harder around him. thatโs what finally makes him break. a moan tears from his throat, muffled by your flesh but unmistakable. a vulnerable sound thatโs completely at odds with the explosive hero he is by day. itโs the sound of him stripped of all his defenses
and he hates it. you can feel the way he freezes for a moment, horrified by his own lack of control. โdonโtโโ
โdonโt what ? donโt stop ?โ you tease, rolling your hips again.
โstop fuckinโ lookinโ at me like that,โ heโll grumble, turning his face away even as his hands white-knuckle your hips, pulling you closer.
but youโre not having it. you reach back, tangling your fingers in his sweat-damp blond hair, and pull his gaze towards yours. โlet me hear you,โ you murmur โwanna hear how good i make you feel.โ
โno,โ he shakes his head, stubbornly, eyes squeezed shut. โcanโt. itโs too damn embarrassing.โ
โitโs hotโ you counter, โyouโre hot katsuki. now let me hear you.โ
โdonโt โ hah โ say shit like thatโ he groans. his hips, now freed from their self-imposed prison, thrust up to meet yours. his moans become more frequent, little whimpers and moans he canโt swallow, each one is followed by a tightening of his jaw, a rosy flush of embarrassment creeping up his neck.
โthatโs it kats,โ you encourage, โjust like that.โ
when you lean back, changing the angle just so, he finally, truly surrenders. his eyes fly open, wide and glazed with pleasure, and his mouth falls slack. a string of curses,spills from his lips. โfuuuck . . . youโre soโhckโ damn youโ
his face is completely red, and heโs so, so loud but heโs past the point of caring. his hips slam into yours, his movements losing all finesse, driven purely by need
โgonna. . fuck, baby. . iโm gonnaโโ he chokes out, and itโs the most warning youโve ever gotten from him.
he cums with a strangled cry, your name a wanton mess on his lips. his whole body all but arches off the bed. the sounds he makes are muffled by your skin, but you feel them all the sameโthe whimpers, the groans, the exhausted panting. for a long moment, the only sound in the room is his ragged breathing and the pounding of your own heart.
then, slowly, he relaxes, his body going limp against yours. you know heโs replaying every sound, every whimper, and cringing. you card your fingers through his hair, holding him close, and wait. eventually, he shifts, pressing a soft, chaste kiss to your sternum before muttering against your skin, โthatโs never gonna happen againโ
you donโt have to say anything. you just smile, because you know that next time, when youโre skin against skin and joined together as one, youโll break his silence all over again.
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your breath catches when kiriโs fingers latch onto your jaw and pull your lips from katsukiโs. he turns your head to him, leaning in and licking across your lips before slipping his tongue in your mouth. you moan into him, squeaking when katsuki starts to pepper kisses along your neck, pressing in closer, and grazing his teeth against your heated skin.
โmmngh.โ you squirm between them.
โโs wrong?โ kiri chuckles, kissing down your jaw.
you tilt your head back, giving them more space as moans slip free from your parted lips. theyโre lips meet over your throat, making you groan that you canโt see. they laugh into each others mouths, each hooking a leg over yours as they spread you out on the bed between them.
โbet youโre leaking in your sweats.โ kirishima pulls back, grinning at katsuki.
his face heats all the way to the tips of his ears. โshut up.โ he buries his face back into your neck to suck and nibble.
kirishima takes your lips again, rubbing the inside of your thigh, humming when his hand meets katsukiโs over your panties. you melt between them, each drag of their fingers setting your body alight. katsuki hooks his fingers into the cotton and pulls them to the side, kirishima wastes no time in sliding his fingers through your slick.
โmmm!โ your hips jerk forward.
โso wet already.โ katsuki coos, trailing his fingers next to kiriโs.
katsuki circles your clit while kirishima prods at your entrance, dipping the tip of his finger in and pulling out just to hear your gasps and whimpers. katsuki pinches your clit the same time kiri slides a long finger into you, your head falling back in the process.
โhowโs it feel?โ kirishima pulls his finger out just to slip two in. โhm?โ
โgood!โ you gasp. โso good.โ
katsuki swirls around your clit faster and kiri answers by fingering you to the same rhythm. kirishima leans over and presses his lips to katsukiโs again, both of them getting lost in ea h other as you get lost in them. youโre grinding against their hands, thighs twitching and toes curling as they work you up.
they pull back from each other, strings of spit still connecting them as they look down at the wet mess theyโve turned you into. the sounds of your wetness reach your ears and you face burns but youโre too far gone to care.
โfuck! faster! please!โ your tummy twists as you feel it coming.
โyeah? already baby?โ kirishima looks at you.
โbarely even started.โ katsuki chuckles, fingers moving even faster.
your pleasure snaps, thighs desperately trying to clamp around their hands as they keep you spread. they work you through it, never slowing, their fingers only switching spots. katsuki slips two fingers into you already curling them perfectly while kirishima taps your clit.
[looking at people younger than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at people older than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at myself] its over
๐๐ save a horse, ride..the cute cowboy from the bar?
content: riding, fluff, creampies, he whimpers, begging, wearing his hat as he fucks you!, yearning and romantic Choso, masturbation, dancing, dry humping, thigh riding, happy endings, unprotected p in v
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Itโs summer in the south. The heat is blistering, the bars are full and the dresses are pretty.
Especially your dress, Choso thinks, as he blushes behind his glass and tries to avert his eyes. Usually, he wouldnโt blink twice at a pretty girl speaking to him so easily, evening sun filtering lazily onto her cheeks- theyโre ten a penny down here, almost as common as the cattle he herds.
But you make him nervous, and he swallows thickly every time you laugh at a joke or tilt your head down. Because, when your head goes down, so does your neckline and it makes him hot. You arenโt even particularly exposed- Jesus Choso, get it together!- but when his dark eyes catch a glimpse of your cleavage, he gulps.
Youโd spotted him looking at you, eyes dragging over the way your skirts twirled around and took your tapping boots in and out of his eyeline. The fiddle was loud, he couldnโt find an opening to talk to you (and he sure as hell wasnโt going to dance) and his palms got clammy everytime he looked at you for too long.
Luckily, he didnโt have to wait for an opening because you came sauntering up to him , cheeks flushed and hair tousled from the dancing.
โHey.โ
โHey, uh, havenโt seen you around here beforeโฆโ he stammers. โYโcome here often?โ He wants to die. He wants somebody to smash a glass over his head, unprovoked, so maybe heโll get shot and heโll never have to relive this again.
You giggle, and his throat goes dry. โNah, just moved. Do you come here often, cowboy?โ
Oh Jesus. โSโnot really my thing, itโs more his.โ His head tilts over to Gojo in the corner, hat tilted down over his head and enthusiastically grinning at somebody with long black hair. Choso shakes his head. โPlus, Iโve not danced in a while.โ
โAw, well maybe I can teach you!โ You smile, eyes brightening. โHey, Iโve gotta start heading home or else itโll get dark. Save me a dance next week?โ
He smiles stupidly. โYeah, yeah. Sโfine.โ
You smile up at him again, cleavage peeking out oh so slightly over the lace trimming of your dress, and Choso knows heโs hopelessly gone.
The next week, he greets you with a polite tip of the hat and allows you to encase his calloused hand in your softer one, spin him around on the floor until he gets the hang of it.
โYouโre good!โ You laugh, layered skirts whirling in sync with both pairs of boots.
He doesnโt reply, brows scrunched in concentration. You smile softly, and gasp in excitement when the fiddle switches to a quicker key signature and somebody with a banjo starts plucking the strings quicker than your eyes can keep up with.
Choso grins. He knows this song, has heard it almost every week since he started frequenting this bar; he pivots you about, warm hands firm on your waist, and lifts- you squeal, laughing, and try to ignore how lovely his arms look from up here.
When the song finishes, youโre breathless and glowing. โSo you can dance!โ
He scratches the back of his head awkwardly. โSort ofโฆ my little brother made me learn. Said he thinks itโs a life skill, โthough if yโask me I think he just likes seeing me embarrassed.โ
Amusedly, you chuckle- โwell, Choso, I didnโt think it was embarrassing at all.โ
He smiles. โWell, as long as you donโt think so.โ You go quiet, still lightly swaying in his grip like your body forgot it wasnโt supposed to be spinning anymore.
His hands are still on your waist.
Yours are still on his shoulders.
โOh, um, would you just look at the sky! Itโs getting dark already, wow!โ You say, cheeks reddening and itโs not from the dancing this time. Your hands snatch back from his shoulders like theyโve been burnt.
He blinks. โYeah, sโpose it is, sweetheart.โ Choso looks slightly saddened to see you go, and your heart melts- so do your inhibitions, apparently. Because suddenly, youโre taking it upon yourself to kiss him goodbye like youโre lovers.
Boots arc up to their tiptoes, lips soft and slightly parted. In the dim corner of the bar, Choso leans down for ease and youโre planting a lingering kiss to his cheek, although it ends up being more like the corner of his mouth.
He thinks you donโt hear over the music- surely, a shaky breath would go unnoticed? After all, he has just been dancing. Unfortunately, you do hear, because it comes out as more of a desperate whine; his hands just slightly dig more into the curves of your waist, and then heโs pulling away.
โThanks. For the dance, I mean.โ
โSโnothing.โ He grins dazedly, before ripping the brim of his hat down benignantly. โGet home safe, miss.โ
You do, flop down onto your bed and squeal into the pillows like a lovestruck teenager. Then, you formulate a plan for next week, and grin into the pillows. Then, you moan into the pillows; fingers slip inside slick walls, prodding and pulling, while your other hand traces over where Choso held your waist.
Choso is not faring any better. Heโs stood leaning against the wall of his ranch- because he couldnโt even wait to get inside- while his rough hand fists his cock at the memory of your tits, your mouth pressed tantalisingly close to his.
Thereโs tears beading at the corner of his eyes, and he blinks them away angrily like it pains him to use energy on anything other than imagining how it would feel to fuck you.
His hips stutter, his cock twitches- no, no, heโs not supposed to be thinking about that, not supposed to be fantasising about how good youโd look ruined and crying under him and-
Oh. Oops.
His boots are ruined- erratic spurts of milky white ribboning messily over the leather, dampening the material. Shit.
The week after that, heโs decided- he will make a move, he will be romantic and he will ask you politely if he can take you on a date.
He didnโt say anything about being sober, though.
Heโs one (or several) shots of cheap whiskey in, and his throat is burning- he feels courageous, determined. So, when you saunter all friendly up to him at the bar, neckline cut lower than last week and hair falling loosely over your bared shoulders, itโs only natural he completely loses any suaveness he was hoping for.
โHey, Cho! Howโre you doin-โ
โYou, uhโฆyou wanna get out of here?โ He says bluntly, admiring your pretty face when it breaks into a smile.
โOnly if- only if itโs okay with you, though, wouldnโt wanna-โ Choso starts, cheeks reddening below the brim of his hat, and he can feel every strand of hair thatโs currently tickling the nape of his neck.
And then he stops, because youโre taking one large, calloused hand in your softer one and dragging him from the bar into the sandy outside. You look at back at him, just for a second, and Choso feels the pang in his heart heโs been trying desperately to ignore for weeks.
Golden, pink and orange hues dust lovingly across your face; the setting sun catches every glint in your bright eyes, illuminating the irises with glowing fractions of light. Hair flows messily around your face, catching in the light wind.
Choso grins stupidly and clutches at his chest.
โI can show you around more, if you like.โ He offers, gesturing at nothing in particular.
You look awestruck, and it takes Choso aback. โYou would? Really? Iโd love to take myself, but I donโt much fancy my chances with one of those rattlesnakes.โ You grimace.
โTheyโre no big deal, really,โ he says, โyou just suck out the venom. I could show you how to do that, too.โ You eye him up and giggle behind your hand, and Chosoโs unsure if itโs at the implication or the way heโs certain his pupils are dilated to what feels like fifteen times their normal size.
His boots kick up little clouds of dust and sand on the pebbled path that leads to his ranch. He watches with dark eyes, completely enamoured, at the way you just look so happy being there; heโs thinking about what youโd look like here all the time- permanently, even.
Maybe even what youโd look like waking up next to him, helping him with chores, your boots next to his, the sound of children giggling-
He scrubs a hand down his embarrassed face. Calm down, Choso! You step inside, fingertips grazing the door like youโve done it a million times, and take in the interior. At least, Choso thinks youโre taking in the interior, because now youโre turning around and looking at him so intensely he thinks his knees are susceptible to buckle.
โCโmere, cowboy.โ
And, like the good, obedient boy he is, Choso obeys.
Lets you whirl him around until his back is to the wall, until he can see your deft fingers unbuttoning the blouse of your dress, revealing the skin heโs been desperate for; until youโre planting a hand on his thumping chest and shoving him back onto his couch.
Choso is painfully, terribly, embarrassingly hard. Heโs tenting through his jeans, and his cheeks are red with embarrassment; palms come to rest on the curve of your thighs below your dress, now planted firmly either side of his hips.
โAre you- oh.โ Choso gulps, because you start to move; you start to rock back and forth, hips grinding down fluidly against his- he swears he can feel how wet you are through your cotton underwear, and he has a brief and perverted thought about how theyโd smell pressed up against his face.
โCโmon, Cho, donโt go shy now.โ You mutter, lips trailing down his throat.
โMโsorry, Iโm jus-ah! Jusโโฆโ he clears his throat awkwardly, โsensitive.โ He finishes meekly. You grin, and Choso can feel the line of it spread across his neck. He shudders.
Almost cums in his pants, actually, when the fabric of his jeans catches your clit jusssssst right and then youโre throwing your head back in bliss, hips blindly rutting on him.
Heโs not quite sure what to do; a hand comes up to steady your waist, fingerprints branding ovals into the loosening fabric, and the other lies across his face like if he canโt see you you wonโt be able to see how much heโs falling apart.
Unfortunately for Choso, you absolutely can.
And, even worse for him, heโs about to cum from it.
He isnโt sure if itโs the humiliation or the very fact that itโs you, but his cock twitches once- twice- and the denim lining of his jeans is ruined with sticky white sap.
โโฆChoso,โ you breathe, โdid you just-โ
He groans and buries his face into yours, lips meeting lips with a feral cadence that has you reeling, teeth clashing and moans being ripped from your throat everytime he cascades a wave of saliva down your neck.
His tongue dips, past your collarbone and sternum, to your tits. Theyโre spilling ungracefully from your blouse, pushed together oh so deliciously and Choso canโt help but encircle a budding nipple with his warm mouth.
You gasp and shudder, hips resuming their stumbling rhythm onto his bulge. His breath stutters, and you yank his head back to kiss him.
Choso watches, hazy with pleasure, as you lift yourself up to unbutton his jeans and belt with a soft clink of metal. And then, soft palms are curling wonderfully around his thick cock and he bucks up into your touch.
Thereโs no respite, no brief period where Choso can collect his bearings; you smile down at him sweetly, plump lips twitching, and slowly feed your weeping pussy every inch of him.
The effect is instantaneous; the noises are downright pornographic and it makes you blush- your sweet, pretty cunt is just wrapped around Choso oh so perfectly, tits brushing his gaping face, and his flushed cockhead dribbles out wisps of milky precum against your cervix.
โOhhhh, sโgood.โ He mumbles, mouth ajar around your breast, โso good, can I m-move- oh.โ
Youโre already ahead of him, hips starting to rock sloppily back and forth, back and forth. Thereโs a ring of creamy white building at the base of his throbbing cock already, dribbling over his pelvis, and he resists the urge to swipe a finger through it and suck depravedly.
Instead, he decides heโs not that far gone yet (or maybe he is) and resigns himself to simply gripping at your curves for support as you ride him so thoroughly he thinks heโll cry.
In fact, he thinks he is crying- salty tears spring up daintily at the corners of his crinkled eyes, and you flutter around him so incredibly cutely he has to bury himself in your tits again for reprieve.
His hat rustles, and a glowing, devilish little idea pops into your cockdrunk head. Carefully, inconspicuously, you pluck the accessory from his hair and plant it on top of yours.
Choso notices, notices the way your tits rise into him and then fall back, and when his eyes land on the sight of you above him, he gapes.
โOh, oh-โ he crackles, โs-suits you, sweetheart.โ You laugh. He crumbles.
You look gorgeous. Your hips stirring, hair falling in lazy fashion over your bared shoulders and marked up neck. โDoes it? Hmm. M-maybe I should get my own, or maybeโฆโ you lick a malicious, lilliputian stripe up his neck. โIโll just keep this one, yeah?โ
He goes to answer, and you clench around him- he bucks and gasps; heโs completely at your mercy, reduced to a blubbering mess on your cunt. You just snicker.
Choso cums first- hard, jittering out rope upon rope of pearly white spray that varnishes your pussy. He grips blindly at your waist, your face, presses his lips to yours and then reels backwards for air.
โOh, Cho- yโso good, keep going, please!โ
And Choso Kamo is not one to ignore a request. Even if it has him crying out in overstimulation, overworked cock twitching pathetically inside your cunt. But as much as it hurts, as much as his vision is blurring with tears as he bawls quietly into the safety of your shoulder, he canโt stop.
Wonโt stop, until youโre gasping and pushing away, โCh-Choso, you can-oh!- you can stop now, slow down-โ he canโt do anything but mewl and pull you flush against his chest, slick splashing out onto the couch.
The next day, you wake up with sticky thighs and aching muscles. Early morning sun seeps into the room you ended up in, painting Chosoโs ruined bedsheets rich shades of vivacious clementine.
A very warm, very content Choso is nuzzled into your chest like he belongs there, his bicep slung protectively around your much smaller body. His hair is loose, and it tickles your skin cozily. Youโd be the picture of domesticity, if it wasnโt for the fact youโre both naked. And the cum leaking from your ruined pussy, but thatโs a problem for later.
โMorning, sweetheart.โ You whisper, brushing soft fingers through brown hair.
โMorninโ.โ Comes the muffled response into your chest.
You smile.
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a/n: EEEEEEEKKKK COWBOY CHOSOOOO!! Iโm so glad you all enjoyed the shortened version, so I thought Iโd give you the full one :D
Cowboy!Choso, whoโs so awkward the first time he meets you, dips his hat politely and tries desperately hard to look away from the cleavage peeking out from your pretty dress.
Cowboy!Choso, who watches with half lidded eyes from the bar as you spin around in your layered skirts, fabric whirling in perfect sync with your tapping boots to the fiddle in the background.
Cowboy!Choso, who joins you on the floor the week after, twirls you around with a laugh; who picks you up by your waist with firm hands and stronger arms that have you flushing.
Cowboy!Choso, who you thank appreciatively for the evening and lean up to benignantly kiss his cheek with soft lips and attentive ears that catch him whine under his breath. He doesnโt even realise he did.
Cowboy!Choso, who thanks you again for the dance and very respectfully tips the brim of his hat down- who, decidedly not very respectfully, has to sneak off somewhere quiet to moan into his hand while his other erratically pumps his cock to the mere memory of your mouth.
Cowboy!Choso, who accidentally cums all over his boots and canโt even be mad about it- you were just so pretty, soft, squeezing his hand as he twirled you around and completely unaware of what the brief glimpse down your dress did to him.
Cowboy!Choso, who inelegantly saunters up to you at the bar the following weekend-after one (or several) shots of cheap whiskey for courage- and bluntly asks you โyou, uh.. you wanna get out of here?โ
Cowboy!Choso, who feels an unfamiliarly sharp pang deep in his chest when you look back at him on the way out of the bar, hair messed by the warm wind and skirts flowing in the breeze like something sent just for him to see.
Cowboy!Choso, who didnโt think youโd be so immediately enamoured with his shabby ranch; he watches you walk up the pebbled path, sandy boots kicking up puffs of dirt as you go. The evening sun catches your eyes just right; he thinks theyโre sparkling and beautiful and his heart hurts.
Cowboy!Choso, who quickly realises you werenโt just excited about the ranch when you shove him with one hand down onto his couch, straddle him with the warm thighs heโs been dreaming about- being forced to dig his short nails into your hips, lest he buck up.
Cowboy!Choso, who moans frenziedly into your collarbone, slips the cotton of your dress down your front to expose your tits; who buries his face in them indulgently, yearningly, and ignores the breathless laugh that comes from your mouth.
Cowboy!Choso, who also ignores the way he immediately twitches in his jeans when you start to breathily say his name, grind your hips lovingly across his bulge.
Cowboy!Choso, who lets you ride him stupid right there on the couch. He mouths mindlessly at your satiny flesh, groaning with long dark hair coming undone from his two buns, plastering to his face; who ruts into you on instinct, the sounds of skin on skin echoing around the room.
Cowboy!Choso, who gapes up at your smugly smiling face when you slowly reach above him to place his hat onto your head; who then promptly cums, messily thrusting up into your cunt, when you grin lopsidedly down at him like he isnโt stretching you out from the inside.
Cowboy!Choso, who doesnโt want to embarrass himself in front of you, and spends the rest of the night- and a little into the next day, too- fucking you on every available surface until he canโt do anything but rut senselessly into your now leaking pussy with loud, broken moans and โthank youโs.
Cowboy!Choso, who wakes you the next morning with a gentle forehead kiss and watches the sun bleed clementine into the room over your messy hair, face pressed into his chest, then dozes off again with his bulky arms wrapped snugly around you.
Synopsis. 8010โDOKI-DOKI-GF: Are you a complete nโ utter nerd that just canโt seem to find a girlfriend? Have you lied to your family and told them that youโre seeing someone (when you really arenโt)? Do you need to save face at the next family dinner before your uncle makes fun of you until the end of time? Well, call our hotline NOW to access Tokyoโs #1 rent-a-girlfriend service!
Choso Kamo, unfortunately, is all of the above.
Pairing. Choso Kamo x Reader
Content. MDNI, fem!rentaI girIfriend!reader, nerd!Choso Itadori family shenanigans, meeting the family, fake dating, UncIe Kuna is MEAN, theyโre onto youโฆ, getting kicked out of restaurants, Iove hotels, vรญrgin!Choso, first times (his), PรSSYDRรNK CHOSO, making him crawI, oraI (f + m), fรญngering, spรญtting, bรญting, p taIking, scientific taIk HAHA, commands (from you), crรฉaming his pants, making him cรบm earIy, multiple oโs (him), MAJOR overstรญm, pรกnty-snรญffing, rรญding, making him whรญmper, making him cry, somewhat gรกgging (him), teaching him, creampรญes, sIight cรนmfIation, implied marathon, getting together, happy ending, pet names, swรฉaring.
Word count. 12.0k
A/N. HEHEHEH-
โโIโm so happy youโve found your person, Choโฆโ Itadori Jin coos- tearing up.
โP-papa, people are staring.โ Choso huffs, spooning the syrupy-sweet cherries on his sundae over to Yujiโs.
โI know, I know.โ Jin bats a hand, not-so-discreetly dabbing underneath his eyes using his sweater. โItโs just- your uncle and I were getting so worried, yโknow?โ He gestures at his younger twin brother next to himโlooking comically buff in that pretty pink ice cream parlor seat. Jin had chosen this place. โAnd although we didnโt lose hope-โ
โWhoโs we?โ Sukuna snorts.
โI uhโฆwell.โ Jin adjusts his glasses and looks over at Itadori Wasuke - currently scooping out his own cherries to flick into the neighboring tableโs cups when they werenโt looking. โFather and I didnโt lose-โ
โI did.โ Wasuke looks squarely at his oldest grandson, โNo offense, kid- but I bet ยฅ400 that youโd die alone.โ
Sukuna nods seriously, โI bet ยฅ20,000.โ
To which youโre finallyโฆreaching over to intertwine your fingers with Chosoโs.
โฆChoso drops his cherries.
And youโre letting out such a sweet, sweet giggle - even sweeter than the linger of cherries on his tongue - before you duck underneath the table to help him pick them up.
Choso was already on his knees crawling after those damn cherries- and all it takes is a single glance at your face oh-so-close to his, in such short proximity, for him to joltโand bang his head against the underside of the table. So hard that the glasses clink against one another, and Wasuke groans as he misses in his valiant cherry canons.
So loud that half the parlor stares at your little table.
โOh no.โ Youโre reaching out in concern as Choso rubs his achinโ head. โHoney, are you-โ
โI-Iโm fineโ!โ Choso turns his face away - and the only things you could make out were the frames of his chunky glassesโฆand the burning red on the tips of his ears. Blushing. Though youโre not convinced, and once you get a little closer- heโs waving you off more fervently than ever. โI promise, I promise! I can handle itโฆbabe.โ
You quirk a brow - โIf you say so, sugarplum.โ
He almost jolts once more- too muchโฆ?
However, before youโre thrusting yourself once more into the stratosphere of emotional fathers (at least, one of them) and glowering uncles, you inch yourself closer to the nerve-wracked man - as quick as a flash. And then youโre pressing your lips to his right cheekโjust a graze, just a peck.
But itโs enough for Choso to yelp-
And bang his head against the table once again.
โEasy there, tiger.โ Youโre giggling at him, โI need you in one piece.โ
โN-need meโฆโ Choso whispers to himself- perhaps thinking that you wonโt hear.
And itโs a small mercy that youโre handing to him - pretending that you didnโt hear that. Instead, youโre throwing yourself back into your seat, and presenting your most-practiced smile at Chosoโs eavesdropping family members.ย
In little-to-no time, Chosoโs popping back up and plopping all those floor cherries into Sukunaโs black coffee. The older man swears.ย
Jin covers the seven-year-old Yujiโs ears.
And then your boyfriendโs excusing himself hastily to the bathroom. Leaving you alone with them.
Unsure how to proceed, thereโs a few minutes of silence before youโre speaking first. โQuite the lovely place, isnโt it?โ
โYes- yes.โ Jin snaps out of his little reverieโheโd been watching over your interaction with such unabashed pride. Such loving nosiness. Out of all the fathers of clients that youโd happened to meet, you think he might just be your favoriteโฆHe beams. โIโm so glad you like it, dear. I mean- the first girl that Choโs introducing us to-โ
โThe only one.โ Sukuna coughs.
โ-I just knew I had to impress. I picked this one specifically because it advertised itself as a place thatโs both family-friendly and open to coup-โ
โSo you met the wimpโฆhow again?โ Sukuna interrupts. And he ignores the look that Jin throws at him.
โSix months ago at university.โ Chosoโs finally finished up at the bathroom, within earshot of the table. He takes his seat right next to you.ย
โI hope you washed your hands.โ You whisper to him.
โOf course, I did.โ
The two of you had already repeated this tried and true story at the very start of your introductions. And it was clear that Sukuna was fishing for somethingโฆmore.
You make a show of reaching for Chosoโs hand on top of the tableโintertwining your fingers with his. They were fingers much longer and thicker than yours- that you might not have expected. The most sensual calluses from what you assume to be turning pages of books. The softest touch nevertheless.
You squeeze his hand and shoot him a simpering smile.
Itadori Jin just about faints.
Sukuna scoffs at his overdramatic older brother, โSโthat soโฆ?โ He then crosses his tattooed arms, โYou donโt seem like the type to like ah- biology and hemorrhages.โ
โItโs biology and hematology, uncle Ryo.โ Choso answers crossly, โAnd no- we met in the campus library.โ
Then youโre the one to pipe up. โCho here- oh, sorry, Choso-โ
โCall him whatever you likeโ!โ Jin cries.
As his brother attempts to wrangle him back into his seat, you smile appreciatively and continue. โCho here was the one that helped me find a textbook Iโd been searching for for weeks.โ Just to add a little flare to it, youโre squeezing his hand once more and staring deeply into his big, beautiful brown eyes when you speak. โHe knew even better than the librarian! And he was just so nervous- stuttering and- and did I tell you that he almost tripped over himself handing me that book?โ
Jin, so very interested in your story, shakes his head aggressively.
Meanwhile Sukuna merely rolls his eyes- though you note that he and Wasuke donโt interrupt you for a second.
โYeahโฆthat was when I knew.โ You conclude. Patting lovingly at his arm, โAnd of course, it did take a few weeks of being friends for Cho here to finally build up the courage. But he did manage to ask me out in the endโโ
Sukuna raises one mean, coral-pink brow.
And youโre elbowing your boyfriend.
โ-didnโt you, honey?โ
It was rather difficult to convince your boyfriendโs family of the story of you two meeting- especially when your boyfriend himself looked as though this was his first time hearing itโฆChoso kept an expression of sweet euphoriaโsomething soft. Like he was watching a romantic movie play out.
One that was starring in- and you needed him to say somethingโฆ
โHuh? Yes?โ Choso blinks- sense coming back to him. โO-oh, yes.โ
And then he straightens up.
Possessively placing his hand on top of yours, โI saw her and I justโฆknew she had to be mine-โ
โSee now, that where yer lying.โ Sukuna leans over the table with a devilish smile- pointedly ignoring his brotherโs swatting. โThereโs no world in which Kamo Ultimate Loser Chosoโhad his first kiss with a biology textbook, asked out the high school lab skeleton before any real person - would be the one asking you out.โ
Youโre stiffening as he points at you.
โAre you just someone heโs paying to lie? Because whatever heโs paying, it surely canโt be enough-โ
Youโre plastering on your smile, โIf by โpayโ you mean love and cherish me then-โ
โThen I know my nephew would no sooner woo a damn lab rat than a real person.โ Sukuna scoffs, crossing his arms and falling back into his seat. โEspecially one so pretty.โ
Jin looked tense- and heโd forgone swatting at Sukuna underneath the table to now openly pinching his bicep. Still, the pain seems to do nothing to bate his suspicion.
โMore sundaes, everyone? More sundaes?โ Jin asks in a strangely high tone.
The only ones unaffected at the table was Yuji currently plucking at his sundae cherries, and Wasuke who stared at them with the internal debate as to whether or not he should fling those at the neighboring table, too. You almost wanted him toโanything to distract from the terseness that had suddenly taken over.
And to your surprise - itโs Choso whoโs the first one to speak. โWhy, uncle Ryoโฆโ Those doe-like eyes of his narrow into an expression youโve never seen made by the sweet, sweet boy thus far. โ-jealous?โ
Sukuna startles- โThe hell did you s-โ
โDagnabbit I almost had it this time-โ Wasuke gives up on considering and swipes one of Yujiโs overabundance of cherries to throw into their neighboring tables glass. Itโs a hole in one.
โGrandma, do that againโ!โ Yuji squeals and claps his hands.
โHuh, where? Iโm grandpa-โ
โEverybody silence!โ Jinโs voice raises above than the rest - and into every corner of the ice cream parlor. Echoing. He hadnโt realized it in the heat of the moment, but he found himself standing as he stopped the chaosโand rushed to sit down after some apologetic bows at the wider population being subjected to the catastrophe that wasโฆtheir family.
And his next apology is directed at you. โMy dear, I cannot tell you how sorry I am-โ Now instead of pinching Sukuna, he outright gives the man a brotherly smack upside the head. Unafraid of doing so; Jin makes it hard enough that even Ryomen Sukuna winces. Now you understand how he kept his title shining as older brotherโฆโ-that I am related to a bunch of buffoons, and Yuji.โ
โYuji has been quite the distinguished gentleman.โ Youโre nodding at Yuji and his ice-cream-covered grin. โBut itโs alright, Mr. Itadori. Honestly- promise I wasnโt offended by anything said.โ
Your hands have seemed to find a permanent home in Chosoโs - at least for the time being - and you squeeze his.ย
โI understand that youโre just ah- cautious as the first girl to meet you like this butโฆI get it. Really.โ Jinโs expression just seems to melt as you keep speaking. โCho really is someone special to me. And I want to protect him, too.โ
Next to you, you hear Choso suck in a shaky breath.
โReally? And you truly promise that it hasnโt been too much?โ He probes with shining eyes. โRyo here can get a little too mouthy-โ
โHey!โ Sukuna startsโthen immediately winces as Jinโs fingers twitch towards him again.
โPlease do forgive him- itโs in his nature.โ
โAbsolutely promise. And I donโt hold anything against Mr. Sukuna, either.โ You knew to hit juuuust where it mattered - and referring to Sukuna using such a title made the man straighten in his chair a little. โChoso did warn me that his family might be a littleโฆexcited. But to be honest with you, I always have had a soft spot for big, loud families.โ
โWellโฆโ Jin blushes happily, before reaching across the table and shaking your hand. โYou may call me Jin, if youโd like. And Iโd like to welcome you into our big, loud family.โ
โIโm so honored- thank you.โ
โThe honor is all ours.โ
โOh no, itโs ours.โ
Sukuna glances at Choso and scoffs. Underneath his breath, โThatโs as long as that wimp has paid for-โ
The table rattles as Jin kicks him underneath it. โThe honor is all ours. Isnโt itโฆyounger brother?โ
โYe-yesโโ Sukuna wheezes. His large hand comes slamming down- merely something to hold onto his dear life for. โWelcome to the family, girl.โ
You beam like itโs the happiest day of your life.
Head rested on Chosoโs shoulder, and your head nodding at the flow of conversation. โThis is cooler than the Turritopsis dohrnii.โ He breathes.
Save for the brief hiccup earlier- youโd consider your first meeting with Chosoโs family to have gone swimmingly. And sure, perhaps Sukuna held the faintest inkling of suspicion that what the two of you had was a ruseโbut heโd been shot down almost immediately by Jin.
And thank goodness for that.
โLetโs celebrate by getting the double double heart-shaped cones- oh, I wonder how they get them into that shape?โ Jin hums. โAnd then I want chocolate chips, dipped in the bubblegum drizzle and- oh, hello.โย
He beams as their server nears the table.
โI would like-โ
โSir, weโve been getting complaints of cherries being flung into peopleโs glasses and weโre going to have to ask you to leave.โ
โOh.โ
Because of courseโฆRyomen Sukuna had been completely correct.
As the group gets up to leave - perhaps to another diner downtown or so - youโre refusing to let Jin apologize. And youโre still holding onto Choso as though he was the dreamiest boyfriend in the whole wide world, and you were the luckiest girlfriendโas dreamy as he may beโฆyou werenโt the girlfriend heโd been dating for the past five months.
In fact, you werenโt his girlfriend at all.
In fact, youโd only met two hours prior.
You were #1 Rental Girlfriend in all of Tokyo. And this time, youโd been hired to save face at a family get-together.
Of course, it wasnโt the first time that youโve had to pretend your way through such a predicament - more people than one would think had less and less time for love. Especially not in this day and age. Especially not when work and responsibilities latched onto you like a starving tick, and though its blood supply might be modest at first, it only grows hungrier and hungrierโgreedier, until youโre bone-dry. Bone-dry. Bone-dry. And it still feeds- whatโs next? The bones and all?
And society still looks at you with the same standardsโyes, the parasiteโs gotten bigger, but why are you so frail?
And before you know it, youโre hiring a rental girlfriend to prove to your parents that yes- you can still be a functional and well-balanced adult still!
This was exactly why you continued being a rental girlfriend.
Itโd started out as a side-job during your first year of universityโyour friends were all getting partners or throwing themselves into their studies. And you needed something fulfilling to pass the time.
Then, your best friend suggested getting a part-time job.
Youโre sure she didnโt mean as a rental girlfriend.
But you couldnโt help it - itโd been the first advertisement for Hiring thatโd popped up once youโd searched online!ย
And it was meant to be for a few weeks initially- really, you hadnโt planned on continuing this career for so long. Let alone making it a sort of career.ย
That morning, youโd opened up your approved application for Doki-Doki-Girlfriend and determinedly made your way to the interview section - promising yourself that youโd run at the first sign of anything off. The interview was being held at the Doki-Doki headquarters: this pretty pink-colored building in downtown Akihabara that had formerly been a host club. Itโd been dimly-lit and draped in old perfume and even older sex.ย
Though youโd been nervous the first time you entered, youโd been quickly taken by the Doki-Doki ownerโTsukumo Yuki.
The first thing she asked you was what your type in men was.
And when youโd answered - through your shock - that it was the shy, stuttering type- she laughed that that was about 95% of their clientele. So youโd be lucky, perhaps.
Yuki, as she insisted you call her, explained to you the ins and outs of being a rental girlfriend. To smile. To simper. To be sweet but not overly so.
To never let them pressure you into anything. They werenโt the type of rental business that offered other sorts of services.ย
What people were searching for above all was a connection- for at least this brief moment in time. And the both of you would understand this transaction: it was the fantasy of a human bond that you were selling, and they were buying. It was your time. It was your emotional investment.
But laterโฆyou would come to genuinely connect with most of those you worked with.
After that interviewโwhich you passed with flying colors, you spoke with some of the other girls working there and decided to continue with the job opportunity. Much to Yukiโs delight, whoโd taken a liking to you almost immediately. After that was the training period - during which you accompanied some of the other rental girlfriends on their dates.
You were introduced to some as their friendโand as many guys as expected were actually flattered to be seen with two โgirlfriendsโ in public.ย
You took notes on conversation topics. You watched their behaviours.ย
You understood how theyโd change their approaches according to the needs of their clients, and you absorbed it all.
After a few weeks of observation, you were finally added to the roster of rental girlfriends to go on your own dates.ย
You just didnโt expect to shoot to the top of the ranks.
#1 in Tokyo.
Perhaps one of the Top 5 in the entire countryโonly three years after starting, in your fourth year of university.ย
The clients adored you.
They draped you in gifts. They went on repeat dates - spending extra just for a minute of your time, though you often refused the additional amounts. Of course, there would be no funny business (and this was something you made quite clear within the first few minutes of meeting a new client). And excluding one or two unsavory clients that were quickly blacklisted from Doki Doki, youโd grown rather fond of your regulars.
There was the older woman whoโd practice speaking to women through you- for when she planned on getting her first girlfriend. There was the excitable college student who tested out date spots with you. There was the pensioner who wished to take a monthly stroll through the park, simply talking about their day.
It was the feeling of belonging amongst strangers. Connecting with people you never could have imagined finding common ground with before.
And you believe, through this line of work, you began to understand humans better.
Humans were all justโฆreally, really lonely.
Choso had been the same when he came to you.
It had been a working day like any other - youโd been called to the front desk of Doki Doki in order to be given a briefing of your next date. It was all standard processes, really.
Name: Kamo Choso
Age: 23
Occupation: Student
Prior appointments: None.
Prior love life: None.
Purpose: Client seeks a rental girlfriend to sit through a family dinner with his family, pretending to be his girlfriend. Prior backstory required to be able to maintain the conversation and create the illusion of a loving relationship (5 months). Flirting and mild physical affection.ย
Extra notes: Client says to please be wary of his extra โrowdyโ family.ย
And so, youโd accepted.
You met up with the aforementioned Chosoโand found yourself a little taken aback at just howโฆcute he was.
Nerdy. Nervous.
Pushing his glasses up as he frantically introduced himself - that, too, messing his name up a few times before actually telling you.
Exactly your type. Yuki had been right.
He was your age, and went to - it turns out - the same university as you. Though the two of you hadnโt seen each other before, Choso confessed that that might be because he was cooped up in the library most of the time.ย
He bowed at least a dozen times through apologies for the trouble- even though you assured him that meeting a family wasnโt anything out of your way. And then he insisted on paying extra, on coming up with a code should you want to leave, onโyou shook your head and grabbed his hand. โSo, how did we meet, boyfriend?โ
You always did enjoy the ones where big families were involved - sure, they might be more awkward in the long runโฆbut those types of dates always did manage to make you feel so warm inside. Big families. Big emotions.
And the biggest, perhaps, of all had been meeting the Itadori family.
Theyโd been unlike any other family youโve ever met.
And that was saying a lot.
Thus, youโre letting out a prolonged sigh the moment youโre stepping outsideโit was some downtown diner that the six of you had ended up at after your less-than-ceremonious exit at the ice cream parlor. Sukuna had been craving something hearty after living through that introduction on just sweets and coffee - and Jin had suggested one of their favorite ramen places.
It was only after youโd sat down with them at one of the booths - the one they called their โusualโ - that Jin had revealed that when they referred to it as โtheirโ ramen placeโthey really meant the their.
In everything but ownership.
This was the first restaurant theyโd gone to celebrate Chosoโs first birthday, this was the first restaurant theyโd gone to after Jinโs mother had passed, this was the first restaurant theyโd gone to after Yuji was born and Jin was granted full custody.
And you couldnโt help but feel a strange sinking feeling at the pit of your stomach. What was that you said about family-oriented dates being the most awkward in the long term?
At least the ramen had been the best youโd ever tasted- and the conversation flowed freely. Even Sukuna seemed to forgo his initial suspicion to make some conversation with you on Akihabaraโs best spots.ย
And in the end, you were walking out of that ramen restaurant with a full stomach and an even more full heart.ย
Waving to the retreating backs of Jin, Sukuna, Wasuke, and a sleeping Yujiโyouโre turning to Choso once they were completely out of sight. โYour family isโฆโ
โAbhorrent?โ He pushes his glasses up with a crooked smile. Choso had eased up around you significantly compared to your initial meeting outside the Doki Doki building, stammering through an adequate backstory for your faux-relationship, though he still seemed to be the nerve-wracked type.
โNoโฆโ You pretend to think.
โOverbearing?โ
โNo.โ
โSavages?โ
โCertainly not.โ
โThe servers at that ice cream parlor would disagree.โ Choso mutters, โHow about aneurysm-causing?โ
โNo.โ Youโre shaking your head once again, before turning to him with a smile. โTheyโre loving.โ
Choso says nothing, but the tips of his ears burn.
โThey care about you a lot- even your uncle was making sure I wasnโt some stranger just taking your money.โ Wellโฆ
The long-haired man pushes his glasses up with a sputter of confirmation- or at least something that sounds like it. โI-I suppose ah- in their ownโฆways theyโre ratherโฆโ Choso swallows a few times, and youโre watching his face as he does soโthe Sun was dipping past the horizon now, and cracking its golden yolk over the grooves of his worried face. Handsome. Choso Kamo was just so handsome.ย
With his lashes dark and draping over his cheekbones. With his lips pouty and bitten whenever he was thinking deeply about something. With his stature so tantalizingly tallโthough he didnโt even seem to be aware of it, as he navigated the world like a newly-birthed fawn.ย
He was the prettiest boy youโve ever seen - glasses and all.ย
โโcaring.โ Choso finally finishes his sentence.
Youโre letting a smile stretch across your lips- and before you can think twice, youโre clasping Chosoโs hand once more. Youโd been doing it so often over the course of the date that it almost feels- natural now.ย
โYou knowโฆyou paid for five hours of my time, Choso. Do you know how much more time we have left?โย
โTwo hours, fourteen minutes andโโ He grows ever-redder as he stares down at you. Were youโฆleaning in? Pressing yourself against him? Fuck. โ-f-fifteen seconds.โ
โMmmm, I do love a smart boy.โ Beginning to tug him in another direction from the path to the Doki Doki building - though you leave enough leeway that he can stop should he want to. Choso follows you like a dog on a leash. โI donโt usually do this, but if you want to spend the rest of your time with me thenโฆI know this ah- other place we can go to?โ
โLike you want me to c-call my family back for another family dinner?โ Choso asks, eyes bulging.
โOh no, no.โ You laugh. โThis place isnโt family friendly at all.โ
.
.
.
โA-a love hotel-โ
โOne room, please. Standard.โ Interrupting Choso, you smile at the receptionist.
โWill that be for an allocated time or overnight?โ
โHmmโฆโ You glance sidelong at the gawking Choso next to you- looking around the hotel lobby as though it was some sort of attraction. โOvernight, please.โ
As the woman behind the desk continued tap-tap-tapping away at her keyboard, you take a moment to look at Choso - now adjusting his glasses to make sure that he was seeing right. That really was a bowl of condoms sitting on the front desk. As the heat rushes up the back of his neck, youโre wrapping your arms around one of his ownโand pressing your body against his. โEverything alright, Cho?โ
Heโd been like this ever since you started heading him in the direction of the glitzy love establishment. Pink walls. Fluorescent lights. Heโd agreed to goingโฆelsewhere to continue your date- but heโd expected your apartment or something! Choso had been stunned but allowed you to lead him in front of the love hotel, and once outside you turned towards him once more. It was the first time you yourself was doing this with who was supposed to be a client. โAnd youโre really su-โ
โYes.โ
And that was that.
The lobby was quietโฆtoo quiet. In a way that made your spine tingle with anticipation.
โThatโs aโฆa real bowl of condoms.โ He exclaims- earning a look from the receptionist.ย
โThat is. Is this your way of saying that we donโt need any?โ You jokeโฆmostly. Then the key gets slid over to you - Room 143 - and youโre nodding at the receptionist. โThank you.โ
The two of you make your way down the lust-pink corridor and take the elevator up to your room - jamming in the key to open up a space that looked as if a honeymoon threw up all over it. Rose petals on the floor. Faux candles flickerinโ on the beside cabinet. Rows upon rows of even more condoms lined on the middle of the queen-sized bed.ย
If you looked at it from the right angle, it formed a few hearts.ย
โI didnโt mean we shouldnโt use themโฆโ Chosoโs the first one to speak- and he visibly gulps as you close the door behind you two. โItโs justโฆI-Iโve never done this before.โ
Your eyes widenโyouโd been suspecting this ever since you entered. But to have it actually confirmedโฆโNo fooling around before finals or anything? Nothing to de-stress?โ
He shakes his head nโ bites his lower lip. โNothing. I havenโt even had my first kiss, to be honestโฆโ Choso looks up at you with those nervous eyes. โIs that okay?โ
โOkay?โ You smile. Walking over to twist your hands into his lapels- and tug him to you. โItโs perfect. And since youโve shared a secret with me, Iโm gonna share one with you, okay?โ
He nods.ย
And so youโre leaning in so that your lips are grazing - just grazing - his pretty, blushing ears. โIt turned me on more than it shouldโve, seeing you on your knees in that parlor.โ
Choso gasps-
And then your lips are on his.ย
Then youโre tucking his cute, shivering bottom lip into your mouthโand sucking softly. Choso lets out the most guttural groan at the act- and his hands tremble in mid-air not knowing what to do.ย
โDonโt be shy.โ Youโre cooing at him - reaching up and guiding one of his hands to be on the back of your neckโthe other one on your ass. You lean into his surprisingly firm chest, โAlthoughโฆI find it really cute when youโre shy.โ
His involuntary whimper gets swallowed up by your own lips.ย
Youโre the one thatโs guiding him through the sensual motions of your mouth. Kissing and kissing him till heโs senseless.
Till those thick glasses of him have been knocked ever-so-slightly askew.
Till youโve left him weak in the knees - literally.ย
Choso Kamo is melting into youโheโs letting his hands grasp your body as though a forgetting man holding onto his last memory, a drowning sailor holding onto a lifeboat. It doesnโt even feel real to him. And he canโt stop himself as his hands, his body, his knees buckle nโ heโs sliding doooooown the expanse of your body- lips breaking contact with yours with a pained grunt.
Before he knows it, his knees are hitting the floor.
And heโs peering up at you with a desperate expression; brows pinched, mouth kiss-bitten and trembling. Expression something of dazed awe. It makes your pussy clench at just how utterly pathetic he looks. โEverything alright, baby?โ
โNgh- yes.โ You watch as one of his hands automatically shoots to cover his crotch - he was rock-fucking-hard already.ย
โYou suuuuure?โ Teasing. Thereโs a devilish twinkle in your eyes thatโs reflected through his as utter indigence.ย
And without saying anything more, you step backwards until the backs of your knees hit the bed. Bouncing a few times. Youโre sitting yourself down on the plush bedsprings, crossing your legs- and watching him through half-lidded eyes. Not a single word comes out of you.
But it doesnโt take a single word for Choso to realize what you wanted with a joltโ
He crawls to you.
He crawls to you.
Chosoโs letting his features twist into something akin to embarrassment - with the tips of his ears so red that they were practically radiating heat - as he edges closer. As he shifts on his knees. As he crawls just as he had been doing in the ice cream parlorโexcept this time, the only cherry he was searching for was that cute lilโ wet spot between your legs.
Your dress was short and already hiked up to reveal those pale pink panties.ย
Was that a little bow on top?
Though it seems like an age before heโs finally able to reach close enough to affirm that- yes, that was a little bow on top. Choso finally manages to without combusting, and looks up at you with wide, pleading eyes.ย
โPleaseโฆโ He begs.
Youโre softly caressing his cheek- almost lovingly. And Chosoโs eyes flutter shut, leaning into the touch in an almost feline manner.ย
Moving to his jawline. Moving to the back of his sweaty scalp.
And then youโre shoving his pretty face between your legsโand Chosoโs letting himself gladly be shoved. Manhandled. His chin sticks against the foamy mess of your panties, so wet with all your leaking juices. His nose digs between the plushest parts of your swollen pussylips. And Choso lets out a hallowed breath as he gapes his mouth ever-so-slightly wider-
โAwww, why so shy, baby?โ Youโre cooing down at him.
With your hand clasped onto the back of his head- youโre guiding Chosoโs mouth to better plaster against your pussy. For him to find his balance.
โS-sโlike a second kiss.โ Choso sputters out. And youโre grinning.
โNaughty, are we?โ You had a feeling that this was going to be a loooooot of funโฆ
Chosoโs mouth was parted. And his lips were rubbinโ incessantly up and down the outline of your cuntโup and down, up and down.
That flimsy fabric of your panties was just glued to your sopping wet pussy, and heโs able to slot his lips over your folds perfectly. Managing to string down a line of hot wet kisses where you needed him the most- โMmmmโฆโ Youโre arching your back with a deep groan as his nose fits between your pussylipsโthe pointed tip pressing on your clit. โJust like that, Cho. You can go deeper if you like, yโknow that?โ
โH-how, baby?โ He rasps. Those pleading eyes of his were just so cute- and Choso canโt last too long speaking without pressing a few more open-mouthed kisses on your cunt.
โYou want me to teach you?โ Youโre asking him, to which he nods. โMmm, well open your mouth a little wider- just a little wider-โ
And he does- his cute canines snagginโ against the top of your pussylips.
โYou can just start off by kissing lightly, baby. Remember how we did all that kissing earlier?โ Nodding once more. โYeah- just try to replicate that.โ
โMโgonna do my best, babyโฆโ Heโs starting off soft at first- slow. Almost timid in his movements as he properly slots his mouth over your pussy - over your panties - and kisses nโ sucks lightly.ย
โFuck- you study biology, so you know where the good spots are, hm?โ
โThe glans clitoris a-and theโฆโ Kitten kisses. โ-the labia minora contain an immense number of nerve endings.โ Chaste pecksโbut every single droplet of your pussyโs juices splashed onto his tongue seems to leave Choso Kamo reeling.ย
Eyes drawing to the back of his head. Ragged pants emanating from the back of his throat.ย
And heโs pushing himself deeper, deeper, deeper - making out with your pussy so desperately, depravedly that his glasses were crushing against your pelvisโโEasy there, baby. Easy.โ The only way to even get him to take a breath is to tug him back using his hair. โWe have more than โnough time, okay?โ
โMhmmmmโฆโ He nods through a pout- lips sucking off the juices seeped into your panties. โAll night.โ
โEager boy. Next, I want you to use your tongue, okay?โ His expression turns into something startled. โWhat? Not scared are you, Cho?โ
Choso shakes his head furiouslyโas though he couldnโt stand the mere thought of it. โN-no.โ He hisses, hot breath gluing to your leaking core - the way he was just soโฆgreedy to lavish your pussy left you even wetter. And he was gladly allowing the excess residue to land all over his face and end up sliding off, โNo no no- not at all. This pretty labia- Mmmpfโโ
Whatever else was on the tip of his tongue gets muffled-ย
For then Chosoโs flattening his tastebuds on top of your pussy. Those swollen pussylips. Movinโ his muscle siiiiiiide to the siiiiiide and then up and down the line of your slit.ย
You whine, โOh- just fuck me with it.โ Tugging on his locks, โFuck me with your tongue- ngh, the way I know youโve been wantinโ to since we met. Donโt think I didnโt see the way you were looking at meโฆโ
โI wasโฆโ He pleads. He prays between your legs. Zig-zagging his tongue wildly.ย
And then after heโs sucked off your panties all clean - Choso reaches one of his hands upwards to try and take off those useless undergarments-
But youโre faster than him.
And youโre stopping him with a searing pull at his scalp. The nerdy man lets out a sudden yelp and looks at you with the prettiest doe-eyes. โAh ahโโ It almost ached your heart to act so mean to him, not giving him exactly what he wanted. But more than your heart- it was your pussy that was throbbing. โNow who said youโve earned the right to take them off, hm?โ
โB-butโฆโ Chosoโs peripherals widen - they were glazed-over with lust. โHow can I reach the tunica mucosa if I donโt take offโโ
โYou donโt have to take it off, right?โ You hum. โEat me out through my panties-โ
Just the mere sound of that sentence makes Choso moan.
โ-andโฆโ And youโre cocking your head to get a better look at where his hips were starting to rut. Against the rickety frame of the love hotelโs bed, he was grindinโ and crushing what seemed to be an aching erection. โ-donโt touch yourself, either.โ
Chosoโs free hand immediately halts in its tracks.
Heโs shooting you a pained look- but more than that, it was flooded with pure, unabashed need.ย
Something dark. Something primal.
Chosoโs tipping his head back and letting you plough your pussy against his mouth- in rough, rapid grinds. You donโt wait a single moment for him to catch his breathโand that seems far from his main priority in the first place. Heโs merely flopping his lengthy tongue out - so pinkish nโ pretty - and slithering it past your panties.
Riiiiiight underneath, after a few tries he manages to ease it past the rim of your puckered entrance.
Youโre letting out a semi-shocked gasp once you feel your convulsing walls streeeeetching at the girth of him. He was thicker than youโd expected- with the ridges of his tastebuds melding to your inner channel. And without any experience, Choso doesnโt know how to ease into it - which works just as well for you as heโs expanding his thick tongue inside of you. And then thrashing nโ thrashing away. โSh-shit, keep going, Cho.โ
โWhat- hck! what do I have to do?โ He manages to somehow ask between heavy gulps. And even that amount of time spent parted with your pussy means that heโs letting out loooong, luxurious licks inside your velvety walls to make up for it.
โH-huh?โ You blink down at him through your bleary eyes. โKeep going, ngh- faster, baby.โ
โNo, I just meantโฆโ Choso blinks those big, beautiful peripherals at you. He kept both hands on your thighs to press himself ever-deeperโhe couldnโt get enough. โ-what do I have to do t-to take off your panties? I wish to see all of youโฆthat pretty vulva like a flower, the- ngh, prepuceโฆโ
The mere thought has him ruttinโ away against the bed once more.
โHow about you make me- haaaah, cum, baby? Hm?โ You smile down at the desperate man, โAnd you have to do it before cumming yourself, mโkay?โ
He canโt remove your panties.
He canโt touch himself.
He canโt cum before stuffinโ his face between your legs and making you cum firstโ
Choso was in heaven.
Even through the obscurement of his now-fogged glasses, Chosoโs features twist into something primal- and he lets out a looooow whine before drag-drag-dragging his tongue into your clingy walls again. Thrusting in and out at a frenzied paceโthe nerd was eating you out like a man starved.
Almost wolfish.
Choso was suckinโ and biting and snarling deep into your cunt. His glasses stick against your clit, and every single time he was forced to part with your pussy in order to breathe felt like fucking torture to him. โThe clitoral nerve network consists of about 8000 to- ngh, over 10000 nerve endings-โ Before you know it, heโs spitting. Letting it smear down your panties. Then dragging one of his calloused thumbs down that buttony nub. โ-and baby, I need you to feel every single one.โ
โOhhhhh, fuck.โ Your back arches deeper into him. Hands planting against the mattress in order to steady yourself, โA man that knows anatomy is dangerous.โ
โAnd then the tunica mucosaโฆthose spots there are also-โ Such a priggish smile spreads across Chosoโs mouth - one that youโre feeling on your cunt - as he swabs his tongue inside and stimulates some of those sweet nerve endings he was talking about. The hooked end of his muscle pushes apart your clingy walls, and somehow manages to find those sensitive areas so easily- โ-effectiveโฆโ
โShut up and eat me out.โ Pushing him deeper between your legs.
โA-and thatโs not to mentionโโ But of course, you shouldโve known that it isnโt easy to shut a STEM major up when it comes to their subject of interest. Choso most of all. And that nerdy man is babbling away whilst heโs slipping his tongue in and out, in and out, of you at a furious pace- until it was nothing but a pinkish blur squeezing away between your pussylips. โ-the Grรคfenberg spot-โ
โYou mean the g-spot?!โ Youโre wailing out.
โMy favorite.โ Choso nods, with your clit sucked into his mouth. Holding your panties to the side. He now alternates between rolling his tongue over your sensitive nub, and pushing it deep into your holeโstretchinโ you out juuuuust enough for his fingers to slip nโ squelch their way inside.
Youโre letting out the shrillest keen as two of his fingers scissor apart your cuntโs walls, pushing up into their spongy surroundings to mold his sheer size into you. Heโs softer on the tips of his digits, and rougher against the sides - โEasy there. Fuck, easyโฆโ Chosoโs sucking in a harrowed breath.
โI should be the one saying that to you.โ You huff. Because Choso wasnโt dry-humping the foot of the bed whilst eating you out anymore - he was way past that.
Now solely keeping himself pushed- wedged in one place because just a little more friction and heโs bound to be cumming. โI-Iโm alright, baby.โ He tells you, โThe Grรคfenberg spot is located on the anterior wall, so rightโฆupโฆโย
Just a single press up into the roof of your cunt makes you buck - not having pressed on your sweetest spot just yet but-
โAnd then about two- three inches deeeeeepโโ The loudest, sloppiest squelch! echoes across all four corners of the love hotel room as he eases inside. Roverinโ about inside your tight, wet channel for a few strokes before an explosion of pleasure runs right through you. โ-right- there-โ
โFuuuuuuuck, oh.โ You simper out. โThere- right there- ngh.โ
And then heโs thump-thumping his perfect fingers inside your cunt- accurately pinpointing that one spot inside you with his digits like a searchlight. Again and again. And donโt think that his mouth wasnโt working overtimeโChoso kept his maw permanently gaped on top of your clit and had his lips hollowed with a constant suctioning motion.ย
Letting out broken moans off into your cunt all the while-
Choso manages to slip in a third finger- though those damn panties kept getting in the way. โBabyโฆโ Thereโs a rasping, almost guttural tone to his words that you donโt recognize at first- youโre even raising onto your elbows to make sure that this was the same Choso Kamo.
But it sure was.
Glasses pressed up against your cuntโgetting wetter by the second. โBaby, youโre experiencing vaginal contractions and tremors. Your pulse is faster. Your transudate is leaking even more- youโre getting wetter. And your clitoris is growing even, mmm-โ He savors the feeling of your nub being pulled nโ dragged into his mouth. โ-more swollen.โ
โA-and that meansโฆ?โ Though you already have an inkling of it.
โYouโre going to orgasm, baby.โ He never sounded more confident than when he was speaking science between your pussylips. โAnd I need you to cum aaaaaall over my mouth, okay?โ
โWas planning to.โ You whisper-
And itโs with a few more strokes, with a few more gashes of your pussy against his face, that the pressure thatโd been building in your pelvic region finally explodes.
It thrums through your body faster than you can announce itโmaking every single vein, artery, and axiom within you vibrate until theyโre sizzling at the sheer pressure. It felt as though your body was on fire. And the hottest it could get was at your sopping core- shoved against Chosoโs pretty plush mouth and getting draaaagged through the violent peaks of your high.
The best youโve ever had.
Choso manages to locate your g-spot right when the pleasure was hitting you the most - and youโre getting the faint suspicion that he was counting your throb-throb-throbs until heโd timed it just right. โOneโฆtwoโฆโย
Thrashing his fingers deepest.
Damn-near tearing your panties.
Shoving his erection against the bed.ย
And his tongue would move over your clit in an almost soothing motion- โYour vasocongestion m-means youโre sucking me up even- ngh, more. Fucking tight.โ He spits. โMyotonia and contractions. Your orgasmโs strong, baby.โ
โDidnโt need science to tell me that.โ You comment.
Thrown through your orgasm.
Itโs a crescendo then a plateau, and then when youโre finally done - Choso keeps jabbing his greedy fingers into you just for a few seconds longer. Fucking you through it. Fucking you past it.
Youโre so sensitive by this point that youโre sobbing- pushing on his sweaty forehead. โBabyโoh, baby Iโm done.โย
โDoneโฆ?โ He rasps. Eyes bleary as he raises them up, seeing you on your elbows. โOh.โ
โAnd you did as I wanted.โ It takes much more effort than you expected to detach him from your quivering pussy - still a little sensitive from your previous orgasm. It was incredible. A part of you almost couldnโt believe that itโd been poor, inexperienced Choso Kamo that pulled that out of you.ย
Heโs setting your cunt free with a whimper nโ a loooooud slurp!
Watching slack-jawed as you peel off your soaked-through panties and throw it right at him- it makes you gasp when Choso catches it with one handโฆ
Then brings that flimsy fabric riiiiight up to his face to sniff, to suck off the remnants of your syrupy sap. Not a speck of regret.
โFilthy.โ You leer.
And then youโre tightening your hold on himโmerely than sound was enough to wrench out a yearning croon from him. Preventing Choso from chasing after your cunt once more, โNow nowโฆyou donโt want to continue losing that virginity of yours, baby?โ
โI-I do.โ He eagerly nods.
โGood. Then get on the bed fโme.โ Youโre patting at the space beside you.
Soon enough, your positions are somewhat flipped - Choso finds himself lumbering onto the bed. Back against the mattress. Skin searing at the heat that your body had left behind.ย
He lies where you did- and youโre making quick work of discarding his graphic t-shirt (proudly claiming โI found this humerusโ next to a picture of a bone) and his trousers. The tent in his boxers was jaw-droppingโChoso stood proudly erect, thick and looking heavy between his legs, his bulbous tip kept trickling out more nโ more precum the longer you stared.ย
And had he justโฆ
Taking off his boxers to make sureโyouโre revealing his cock. Long and rock-hard.
It slaps against his soft core, and leaves a heart-shaped mark of sap. Just about seven or so inches in length- though the longer your gaze lingers on himโฆthe longer he seems to look. Shit, was he about nine inches, maybe? And he wasnโt too thick - just flared enough at the tip that heโs sure to make your walls feel it.ย
But Choso had an abundance of pretty, long veins decorating down the shaftโunderneath the tip, creating patterns down to his base. One which had a few sparse tufts of curly brown - almost black - hair.
Yet what youโre interested in the most was how Choso was so damn hard that his blushinโ red tip looked just about ready to fall offโ
โI c-couldnโt help myself, baby.โ Choso admits shyly. His hands reach downwards to try and cover his mess- but youโre waving him off. โHaving you cum aaaaall over my mouth made me- ngh, want to cum as well.โ
โI can see that.โ You smirk.
โI didnโt mean to.โ He insists, voice growing urgent as the silence stretches - fearing that youโd perhaps refuse to continue as he somewhat broke his promise. โP-promise, I didnโt mean to! Itโs just that your tunica mucosa was squeezing me so tight- and your vaginal lubrication just tasted so sweet-โ
โChoso?โ
โYes, baby?โ
โShush.โ
โI- oh.โ
Because, initially, youโd planned on riding the man senseless. But now you were leering yourself closerโalmost sake-like in motion.
Staring deep into Chosoโs widening eyes once youโre hovering yourself over his shivering legs. His long abdomen. And pressing a cute peck right on the top of his frothing tipโthe splashes of his precum were syrupy-sweet. And they were combining with Chosoโs cum from earlier to add a salty tint-
โSo messy.โ Youโre whispering as you run your tongue โround and โround the top of his shaft. Cleaning him off until he was shining. โAre you gonna make a mess like this inside me too, hm?โ
โD-donโt say something like thatโฆsโgonna make me cum again.โ Choso pleads.
And he really was serious - his words were on the verge of shattering.
Youโre letting out a giggle- right into his aching hot cock. The vibrations sprint through his body and make him buck up into youโbody before his mind, he doesnโt even realize until heโs doing so with a startled yelp. โMy apologies-โ
โMmm, keep going. Get some practice in before the real deal.โ You hum once more.ย
Choso seems as though heโs about to sob - this was too good for him - as he fucks his cock into your mouth a few more times. You relax your throat to take down most of him, and the parts that you canโt get milked with one hand.ย
Once. Twice. Thrice and quadruple before his flared tip starts twitchinโ wildlyโdraaaaagging up the soft insides of your throat, he leaves a salty aftertaste behind that makes you realizeโฆ
Youโre pulling off of his cock with an emanating pop! โBut youโve got to save that up for inside, got it?โ
Heโs nodding so hard you idly wonder whether he might get whiplash. โYes, baby. Anything for you, baby.โ
โMmmโฆโ Climbing up the expanse of his body, youโre kissing Choso squarely with the same lips. โJust how I like it.โ
And then your knees straddle Chosoโs slender hips, your thighs press against his sweltering skin - you reach behind you to grab ahold of his cockโs baseโand the sudden squeeze is enough to make him jolt. Bodily. Heโs letting out a visceral shiver, โB-babyโฆโ
You guide his ruddied tip to youโand just the barest, briefest smooch of your sweet pussy makes him jolt. Just feelinโ his hardness press up against your softness.
It makes him drive his hips off the mattress suddenly.ย
โAh ah-โ You warn. โTake it easy, baby. We have all night, donโt we?โ
โButโฆโ Chosoโs eyes flicker between your face nโ where the two of you were about to connect. Something in him seems to almost break. So close. So close- โThatโs so unfair. Your pussy feels like this and youโre expecting me to take it easy?โ
A hand claws down your arched spine.
โNot even the textbooks could replicate how good it feels- mโnot even inside you yet and I feel like Iโm going insane.โ
You swipe a thumb down his throbbing tipโcatching a bead of white that was threatening to pour out. โI told you. As long as you keep it inside, Cho.โ
And then youโre letting your hips lower - aiming to seat yourself down on that toned pelvis of his. โOhhhh, fuck.โ Your back bends, your head tips backwards as youโre taking in the inches of him. Itโs a slow process - given that Choso was much larger than average - and youโre wrenching out primal moans as his thick length invades your core. A sweet prodding vein down the side of him was already massaging your insidesโโYouโre so big, baby. Itโs always the quiet ones, huh?โ
If he heard you, then he doesnโt make a show of it.
Chosoโs handsome features scrunch up into something of pure ecstasy as he dives his cock deeper into you. Hands flying to your waist. Bottom lip stuck between his teeth. โInside-โ He whispers.
โHmmm?โ
โInside- inside.โ Choso gets out through heated pants. His mouth was moving a mile a minute- fuck, even his mind was. But he couldnโt possibly juggle any single coherent thought when his cock was sucked between your soft, soft pussylips and getting practically drained already. โA-am I really going inside? Or is this just a dream, baby?โ
Without waiting around for an answer- heโs pinching his arm.
It leaves an angry red mark that proves to him that noโฆlife really was this sweet.
โI am?โ As though still in disbelief.ย
As though this in and of itself would be enough to make him cum and- oh, shit.ย
He really was cumming.
It seems to take the both of you by surprise, and Chosoโs lunging his hips completely off the mattress - slamming his cockhead into the springy back of your cunt.ย
Bouncinโ off at the sheer force for a few seconds- it isnโt long before heโs then scouring deep into your walls and letting his bawling divot run free. Cumming in less than a single stroke inside you. โOh- oh, shit.โ Chosoโs mouth waters, a single line of spittle running from the corner of his lips. โIโm sorry Iโฆโ
But he doesnโt have an answer.
He really, truly doesnโt.
โPussy got your tongue?โ You giggle.ย
This was his first time - and your pussy just felt that good all wrapped โround him and keeping him hostage.
His cumโs flooding you with a warmth, spreadinโ from the in-betweens of your legs and then right upwards. The satiny tresses of it rush uuuuup your walls nโ then right back downโthose goopy layers then getting fucked back in by his desperate semi-thrusts.ย
Squelch after squelch as he accumulates the cum like frosting on top of his swirling tip. Shoving.ย
Choso scrunches his eyes shut and tears start to well up behind- now he was crying, too? Crying just by putting it in?! Buried like this, he feels like heโd do anything for you right now. He feels like he could lay his life on the line for you right now. He feels likeโlikeโhe could really truly ask you to become his real girlfriend nowโฆ
โBaby, I think I love you.โ Choso blubbers up. โDo you want to marry me?โ
โLetโs get dinner first.โ You giggle, lovingly patting his cheek.ย
โOhโฆโ
If you could feel the way his ruddied tip twitches inside you (and you could) then youโre not teasing him for itโฆmuch. Simply a smirk before youโre veering your hips down until heโs bottomed-out.
Clit massaging against the scruff of his happy trail. Pussylips struggling to squeeze around his sheer size. โFuck.โ Youโre groaning, starting up a lecherous pace that keeps Chosoโs toes curled - his head thrown back into the pillows, his skin blushing. He was flustered.
But more than that- he wanted more.
And sending a silent word of gratitude to the chance of the universe and science itself, Choso slithers that same right hand of his between your sultry legs. Sheened with slick.ย
You were making such a mess fucking him whilst youโre still keeping his cum inside youโhe scrapes his calloused thumb up, up, uuuup the few inches of his cock still left to fit inside. Collecting the slimy layers of slick up until the folds of your pussy. Reaching it up to his mouth-ย
โNow, now.โ You tut. โAre we just going to waste that, hm?โ
โOhโฆyouโre right.โ With a quiver of his lips, he then plunges it back inside. Then repeats the motion again and again until youโre feeling stuffed to the brimโwith both his cock nโ his sappy fluid. Like you said before, it all deserved to stay inside.ย
And you better keep it.
The rickety bedsprings creeeeeeakโ! as he meets your pace.ย
Choso continues, โNot just cum.โ His curvaceous thumb swipes your inner folds again, โBut that bulbourethral fluid deserves to stay inside, too. How else mโI gonna fill you up, baby?โ
โOh, of course.โ You coo, something sensual. โBut donโt think that thatโs going to be your last time cumming tonight, Cho.โ
His eyes damn-near bulge out of their skull. โE-excuse me?โ
โItโs not even your last time cumming in this hour.โ Oblivious - or so you pretend to be - to his growing concern nโ his gaping mouth. Youโre bowing your body into hisโmanoeuvring your hips in somewhat of a circular motion, the slightest figure-eights and curves, that drag his tunneling cock juuuuuust right against every nook and cranny of your walls. Every hidden spot. โYouโre gonna cum for me at least twice more, right?โ
โI-IโI donโt know if thatโs even possible!โ Choso sputters, pushing his glasses up with his free hand- it was glossy with the excess of your slick from earlier.
And without warning, youโre leaning down to lightly lick off a bit of that glittering sheen.
Choso moans nโ feels his overly-stimulated length jolting away inside of you. โBaby, just consider the refractory period. Has it even been a few minutes since I lastโฆ?โ
โJust about.โ Youโre smile. โShould be enough, no?โ
โThough it varies based on age and health- when I can cum next depends on the blood redistribution, and how long prolactin and serotonin lasts in the body.โ Choso admits then, albeit a bit sheepishly. โAnd Iโm still fuh-feeling so goooood, baby- fuck I canโtโโ
โBut my smart boyโs gonna find a way, right?โ Even if he couldnโt cum again, however - it was just too cute to watch Choso squirm like this. โWhen I said I wanted it inside, I wanted it stuffed inside, Cho.โ
โS-stuffedโฆโ He breathes - almost hypnotized by your pussy.
Youโre grinding and swervinโ and clenching around his vein-loaded length in ways he couldโve only ever dreamed about beforeโฆโMhm. Need it pouring out of me.โ You beg, putting your best pleading expression on. โNeed it up untilโฆโย
Hands scouring up his front to press down on your stomach- almost up to your chest.
โ-here.โ
You pout.ย
โIf mโnot bloated with your cum, Cho, is there even a point?โ
โNo there isnโt.โ Chosoโs jaw dropsโas though the epiphany had just dropped on him. And no sooner are the words leaving his worry-bitten lips, he finds himself pumping wispy ropes of cum deep past your entrance.ย
He doesnโt even know how he did it.
His body just seems to listen to you more than himself - and Choso jerks his pelvis up in synchronization with the faintish strings of cum that escape him. Thoroughly into your cunt. Thoroughly coating it on top of your womb.
Youโre shivering as you feel the thin excess thwack! against your deepest innards. Such a lecherous feeling that cannot be replicated.ย
Every time he strikes your spongy cervix, Choso lets out a sudden whimper. He sobs. He groooans. Heโs fighting to clamor onto your body in any possible way that he could - your waist, your legs, your tits. It doesnโt matter where, Choso just needed to grab ahold of you and perhaps try to get you to fucking slow downโ
โPlease.โ Every single letter in that word is botched with a cry, โP-please. Baby, keep riding me like this and youโre going to make me cum again-โ
โIsnโt that the point? Third timeโs the charm?โ You ask.ย
โOhโฆโ Itโs then that he remembers that youโd said twice more- he has to cum twice more. Hiccuping, โYouโre going to be the death of me.โ
Cocking your head with a smile, โAnd would you like to stop?โ
โNot at all.โ
Then youโre planting one hand in the middle of his defined chest for balance. Throwing your head back and ridinโ him silly.
Choso cries beneath you. Choso babbles. Torn between the pleasure of having those sweet, sopping lips wrapped โround him- and the insanity of his orgasm just barely bating before youโre attempting to hurtle him into another one. This was almost too much for his just recently-lost virginity, but Choso begs for more, more, more. โPlease- please- that anterior wall of yours is so clo-โ
With your other set of fingers then shoved into Chosoโs pretty mouth- spit splashes from the sides of his lips. But heโs taking you so happilyโโNo no, keep going.โ You tell him once his brows raise in surprise, โI just wanna watch my poor boyfriend struggle just a bit.โ
โMmmmpf- soooo good.โ He lets out an agonized moan, muffled through the intrusion of your digits. Youโre swirling them โround his mouth and watching him lightly choke on them. โI need to c-cum just once more, huh?โ
Chosoโs tears were enough to wash off the fog from his glasses lens.
And he blinks those teary eyes up at you - a few times before one of his hands slithers between your legs. Almost difficult, considering how the space between your two sweaty, crashing bodies was practically non-existantโbut his long fingers find a way to thumb apart your puffy pussylips. Nearly swollen shut.
He runs the doughy tips of his digits across your clit, โAround itโฆjust light kisses.โ Choso murmurs to himself. โJuuust a little- ngh.โ
A single squeeze of your fluttering walls leaves him reeling.ย
โAnd then the good spots-โ Peering down at your glossy cunt through his glasses, his half-lidded eyes. โThe primary erogenous zones are the clitoris and introitus. Then the periurethral surrounding the urethra is alsoโฆohโฆโ Alternating between bashinโ his swollen cocktip against your g-spot, and thoroughly massaging every good spot heโd memorized.
โShitโฆโ You suddenly clench around him. โKeep going.โ
He was seeing stars at the mere action. โAnd then the- hngh, even the perineumโฆโ Fingers dipping just a liiiittle downwards to roll over that spot. He was unabashed - not in the state to be as he usually would. โAnd then fucking- at least as much as I canโฆhereโฆโ Slack-jawed, gaze unfocused. โMy favorite is the clitoris.โ The nerd presses the crescent pad of his thumb down on that knob.
Your hips are stutterinโ at the sheer amount of pleasure overwhelming you. Choso has taken up stimulating your clit in constant circular motions now. โI th-thought you said your favorite was the g-spot?โ
โBoth.โ
As if on cue, heโs banging his thick tip against that ooooone spot.
Choso was stimulating you almost too well. Leaving you the one speechless as he drills his hips into you at a relentless paceโalmost painfully desperate.ย
โGood boy.โ You whisper.
โJust need to make you- mmm, cum soon.โ He states. โBecause if you cumโฆthen Iโm sure to cum, too.โ
Shoving a third finger in his mouth, he moans as he sucks. You hum, โAnd youโre sure youโre a virgin?โ
โSโjust everything you t-taught me.โ He insists, mouth full yet listening to every word you said - if you expected an answer, then he was giving you an answer. โAnd sometimesโฆIโd search upโฆthings onlineโฆโ
โNot that, I get too shy.โ Choso responds. He blushes all the way down to the roots of his hair, โBut using my textbooks, Iโd- hah, read through themโฆstudy themโฆlook at all the diagramsโฆโ
You smirk. โEver jerked off to a textbook, Choso?โ
His jaw drops. โNoโฆโ Although you remain rather suspicious of the ever-deepening blush that seems to invade his cheeksโall the way down to his collarbones. โBut I did jerk off just today.โ
โToday?โ One of your brows raise, โDonโt tell me this was- hah, before we met orโฆ?โ
He shakes his head. โAfter. After.โ Big, bulbous tears make their way down his cheeks - and Choso tastes the salt on them as they splosh across his lips. You do too, as you kiss him. โS-snuck right into the bathroom at that ice cream parlor and- ohโโ
โAnd what for? Saw a pretty someone at the neighboring table?โ
Shaking his head even harder- โIt wasโฆyou.โ
โMe?โ
โYou said that thing- fuck, you said you needed me.โ Chosoโs dark chocolate-brown eyes glaze over as if heโs reminiscing the very moment. Living in it. โUnder that table. And I couldnโt run to the bathroom faster to r-relieve myself.โ Ah, this was that time thenโฆ
Your faux-boyfriendโs brows are then knitting.
His cock tunnels into you at an even more accelerated pace - one that leaves your head dizzy. Flinching at every run of his thumb down your pulsing clit.ย
Choso finishes, โBut I only lasted two pumps- the thought of you, nghโโ Thrusting in so deep that it felt as though, if he could go past your gooey cervix, then he long since would have. Choso thumps against the back of your cervix and remains there, โ-wrapped around my cock and usinโ me to make your anterior- pussy feel pleasure was just too good of a fantasy for me.โ
Itโs a lewd admission.
Itโs almost startling to hear this from Choso above all.
And itโs exactly whatโs making you cumโjust in time that he is. Your orgasm is prolonged and has been building up ever since he tickled your g-spot for the first time- โC-cummingโ!โ Belatedly, the announcement leaves your lips.
But Choso already knows.
He can already feel the rhythmic clenches of your sopping wet walls - the soft thing heโs ever felt. Theyโre tightening around him and tugginโ on his pistoning cock like you didnโt fucking want him to leave.ย
Toes curling. Back arching.
The bang after bang after bang right on that target of your g-spot meant that your orgasm was being intensified. Every peak left your thighs clenching around his waist, and you bounce your hips up nโ down furiously. Up nโ down. Up nโ down. โYes- yes, yes, yesโand youโre c-cumming too, Cho.โ
โI am?โ Choso blinks his teary eyes down at your lower halves. The smacking of skin-against-skin was deafening, and Chosoโs pelvis was rawly red due to the sheer friction.ย
But more than thatโฆhe was feeling his even redder tip twitch a few times. Once. Twice. Thrice- before the warmth of bliss takes over his body. Itโs a wave of euphoria even stronger than the last few, and it makes the nerdy boy flinch his hips up into yours- agonizingly good. He was hammering into you so animalistically- jabbing short, sloppy semi-thrusts. โI am.โ Choso gasps out. โIโm cumming-โ
Heโd predicted as much earlier, but it actually worked?!
โMโfilling you up, arenโt I?โ Choso blabbers, a crazed smile on his face. โThis virginโฆI was able to stuff this pussy full.โ
Lovingly patting your cunt.ย
โSo much so that- hah, look sheโs even struggling to- ngh, take me. That cervix uteri is all flooded, huh? All drenched in me?โ Through the waves of your high, youโre feeling your orgasm fizzle and pop as he rolls his thumb doooown your clit a few more times. โAnd these pretty labia of yours are all swollen- bloated with my cum, hm?โ
โMhmโฆโ Before you blink a few times. โOh- this one was shorter than the last though, wasnโt it? Maybe we need to go again- heh.โ
โSโit already done? Iโฆbut Iโm stillโฆโ Choso jabs out numerous more thrusts before heโs pulling out.
And whilst youโre interested in the squelch! and the feeling of hot, wet cum splashinโ out of you and onto his toned hipsโChoso himself is more interested in the way his cock twitched nโ feels like heโs cummingโฆbut nothing is actually coming out.ย
โOrgasmic anejaculation?โ He states in shock. โBaby, youโve made me cum dryโโ
โOh.โ Lips parting, you look down to watch as his pretty reddened tip jolts about irritatedly as though he was in the throes of his orgasm - and he was. Itโs just that nothing was coming out.ย
โI-itโs likely that this is due to the lack of semen replenishment. Thus, if thereโs none left to-โ
โSo fourth timeโs the charm, right?โ You cock your head down at him with a smile.
Another time?!
His half-hard length twitches in interest.
โYou really are going to be the death of me.โ
Choso really, really needed to ask you out after this.
.
.
.
Ryomen Sukuna knew that the two of you werenโt dating.
He knew it.
He just had no way to prove it.ย
That isโฆuntil one day, just a week after that initial introduction to you, Jin had bothered Sukuna into visiting his nephew. Heโd made some cookiesโsome of your favorites that youโd briefly mentioned at the ramen place, and Jin had immediately gotten to work scouring through his recipes. Flipping through some of grandmaโs old cookbooks - he really did get his love for cooking and baking from her.
And then trialing batch after batch of cookies in order to make the perfect one.
And Sukuna hadnโt minded, of course - no one in the house had. They each got to scarf down the ones that Jin deemed as โfailedโ and they turned out as great as ever. Sukuna honestly didnโt know what more perfection Jin was searching forโespecially not for someone he knew Choso was surely paying you in some mannerโฆ
There was no conceivable world in which his nephew - as much as Sukuna respected him, for the sole reason that he was related to him (and anyone in some proximity to the great Ryomen Sukuna canโt be all that badโฆ) - would ever have enough courage to ask a real person out. Let alone someone as electric as you?
Let alone have you say yes?!
Something was up. And Sukuna was on the case.
At least after he finishes this mountain of cookiesโฆ
Either way, it took an entire week for Jin to perfect his cookies. And once completed, heโd thumped Sukuna over the head with a couch cushion and told him to go deliver them to Choso.
Unfortunately they hadnโt managed to catch your address or anything of the sort - and there was no telling when Choso would have enough time between his studies and library-haunting to visit. Thus, itโd be easier to just have Sukuna (who was far too busy doing a whole load of nothing) drop the cookies off at Chosoโs apartment and let him give it to you.
Jin could trust Choso with handing them to you safe nโ sound.
He couldnโt trust Sukuna not to swallow them whole on the way, howeverโฆ
So it was with a tonne of brotherly intimidation and threatening brandishes of that cushion that Jin waved Sukuna offโโyou better not eat those cookies, Ryo.โ
But Sukuna promised. He promised.
He had other, more important, things on his mind - like cornering Choso into admitting that the two of you actually werenโt dating. Maybe if he didnโt relent so easily, heโd even look around the apartment to check for signs of you or anything youโd left behindโafter five months of dating, surely, thereโd be some evidence, wouldnโt there?
And then maybe heโd eat the cookies- hah!
The perfect plan.
Ryomen Sukuna what a genius you were, what a mastermindโwho said that Jin was the smarter brother?! It was Sukuna that liked literature and poetry (wait, was nerdiness genetic?) No one should underestimate the sheer underappreciated brilliance of a prodigy like-
โChosoโs uncle?โ He gapes as you answer the door- and youโre just as beautiful as he remembered you. And oh, alrightโSukuna admits youโre beautiful. Gorgeous, actually.
Which is also why he found it hard to believe that Choso could ever manage to bag you- sure, he wasnโt bad lookingโฆbut thatโs only because Choso was related to him.
Then again, he wasnโt any Ryomen Sukuna.
A Ryomen Sukuna that was feeling ratherโฆa lotโฆsmall as he looks at you.
Your eyes widen as you recognize who your visitor was, though your smile never falters.
โOh, Cho should be right out. Please come in, have you eaten breakfast yet? You should join us!โ
Opening the door even wider, though he stands as still as a statue.ย
โIsโฆeverything alright.โ
No movement once more. No answer, either.
โUmmm, maybe itโs more comfortable there then?โ Youโre awkwardly smiling at his lack of a response - this certainly wasnโt the Ryomen Sukuna that youโd met at the family dinnerโฆAnd perhaps at the same time, youโre realizing why.
Because you werenโt just answering Chosoโs apartment doorโyou were doing so in nothing but sleep shorts and a humerus-related t-shirt that was most definitely not yours. And above the hem of that ratty t-shirt were a series of bite marks, nail marks down your neckโฆsuch an obscene display that makes you immediately yelp and tug your neckline upwards.
Though Sukuna remains gawking. โI uhโฆโ
โI am so sorry.โ Youโre blubbering away, and when your neckline fails to cover you adequately without showing off the similar marks on your midriff- youโre reaching your hands up instead. โWeโd just been making breakfast, and Iโd completely forgot-โ
โNo, thatโs fine uhโฆโ Goodness, when has the rough nโ tough Sukuna ever floundered like this? โItโs my fault for coming unannounced umโฆโ
โWhatโs this?โ Another voice sounds from inside the apartment.
Soon enough, Chosoโs joining the two of you at the doorโheโs in JBA sweatpants and pulling on a t-shirt as he walks. With whatever mercy that the universe had granted Sukuna, Choso sneaks up behind you, so he doesnโt see whatever similar markings might have been left on him as Choso finally wears his t-shirt properly.ย
Thereโs amusement in Chosoโs tone as he adjusts his glasses and speaks, โI never thought Iโd see the day that you apologize to anyone, uncle Ryo.โ
Choso throws an arm over your shoulder - the intimacy was palpable. Something far more different than at the ice cream parlor, and yetโฆSukuna shouldโve recognized the same admiring glint in Chosoโs eyes back then, too.
The apartment behind was messy in that domestic way. There were eggs frying on the stove.ย
โSh-shut it.โ Sukuna spits. โThis is all yourโฆgirlfriendโs fault.โ
Ah, you really were his girlfriend. The great Ryomen Sukuna has been wrong. How could this be? How could he fathom such a thing?
โ.๐ ฬ ๐ค๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ : dryhumping, grinding, pet names, is this still explicit? Idk.
โ.๐ ฬ ๐/๐: realized I can do short drabbles too
His kisses are soft and slow, never hurried or in a rush, when he has somewhere to be heโll give you a quick kiss. Unless he has you to himself heโll keep you on edge. In his lap, holding your hips rubbing them in a soft slow rhythm. He stares down at you and you look up at him. Thereโs a comfortable silence between you two. Until you see something in his eyes change. The glimmer of desire pooling in his pupils. He wants a kiss.
He didnโt say it but you can tell by the way heโs looking at you. His breathing became slower and relaxed, he blinks and parts his lips. You mirror him and close your eyes. His lips press onto yours softly, you turn your head to the side and he leans his head to the other. Lightly nipping at your bottom lip, the tip of his tongue teasing and rubbing against yours. He grips on your hips and guides them to slowly grind against him, โmmh..โ his lips vibrating softly. He slips his tongue past your lips and massages yours as your hips grind up and down.
Pulling you deeper into this slow dance. Heโs so smitten with you. Your slow grinding against his hardening length puffing up your clit so easily, sending chill down your back. You pull back to gasp quietly feeling him on your most sensitive parts. Itโs really a gift to gave this man under you. โYeah?โ He softly giggles enjoying your reaction. He pulls you back in for another kiss, now heโs swallowing your tongue in his mouth. Soft moans and hard breathing becoming louder and more noisyโneedier for each-other. โAngel..โ he breaks the kiss and humps into your hips under youโgrabbing and making you grind harder. โSugu..โ the feeling was entirely just too much. You wrap your arms around him and go faster and he lets out the prettiest moan throwing his head back exposing his neck.
Your body starts shaking and your panties get soaked, he moans again and looks down at your panties. โAaahh!โ He moans whiny. And you both feel your orgasms knocking closely. But as you both gasped for air you squirt and he cums right with you. Your bodies trembling. He pulls you close and heavy breathes through it all. Whispering how much he loves you. โI love you too..โ you breathe back in. โMmh..โ he moans tiredly and you hum in contentment. His heart beating fast against your ear. Chest warm. He always takes care of you.
โ.๐ ฬ ๐ค๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ : clit pumpingโฆ.and I mean extreme pumping, heavy teasing, mind breakingโฆ, clit play, overstimulation, sobbing , altered state, subspace, crying kink, nurturing kinkโฆ oh my..
โ.๐ ฬ ๐/๐: I may have let my mind run wild again..
He isnโt the type to tease so heavily, but every once in a while heโll tease you just to see you even more flustered.
With your clit being sucked into the toy, him memorizing the size, shape and girth of your clit, he made it very sure to point out everything thatโs changed it since you started. Even the color morphing. Heโll look at you then start the little game he likes to win in his mind. How can he help himself when your reactions are just too cute?
โCute little thing not so little no more huh?โ
You swallow and know whatโs coming, when he decides he wants to be like this you just accept it in your brain because you know heโll break it anyways. You cant contain your reactions and he canโt contain himself from wanting to ruin your body with just his tongue alone. Hes still soft of courseโฆbut that doesnโt mean that he wont be a little mean about it.
Heโll squeeze the tube if you donโt answer properly. Right on your clit. And if you dare cry heโll just keep going and edge youโnot purposefully but just stop when he sees your face scrunch up and softly coo at how his girl is just so fucking sensitive that all she can do is make the neediest noises when her clit is just so bulging and big that even little breaths of air just makes her mind go blank, numb and dumb. Heโs never called you depraved for being into it but heโll call it depraved, not you.
โSuch a depraved thing..โ
But even if he did..would you even care? Your mind is in a deep hole that you canโt seem to get out of because he just keeps you buried with no air to breathe. Until your heavy breathingโฆuntil your pantingโฆuntil your cryingโฆuntil your sobbing.
โItโs such a precious thing.โ His voice is so soothing to your ears. Coaxing you further into the constant worship. โSuch a beautiful thing to be loved.โ Such emotion full of devotion, adoration and adherence. Because in his eyes your body is truly a work of art. He canโt stand it when you bad mouth your gorgeous body. Heโll inch it into your mind and permanently dent it there. Itโs beautiful and terrifying. Someone breaking down everything..just to see you like this, so open with your vulnerabilityโฆbut right now your vulnerability is in between his fingers and loving stares.
โBu-โ just when you were about to whine about how you didnโt deserve this, he takes off the pump and rubs the fat needy thing softly rubbing it through his middle fingers and wetting them with your slick juices from all that pumping. โI love it so much, how this needy attention demanding clit needs my love, hmmm..I love the way it bulges in my hands.โ He leans in softly smirking and whispers seductively. โOnly my big aching clit to show love too, allll minnnne.โ Your body already shaking and pulling onto him to ground your body from having to explode.
Broken cries and fat tears falling down your face, something about him directly telling you that your sensitive clit is all his made you feel like you just had to accept it, his love, his devotion and all his desires. Worshipping you, and your body, no matter what part and no matter how it looks to you in your eyes. Heโll praise you like youโve saved him.
โI-I..โ your body trembles more.
โI know baby. Let it out honey. Here, Iโll help.โ
His hand rubs against you harder and his pace moves faster on your clit. You sob out and burst into tears and cum. It was a sight to see for his eyes only. No one else. Not a single soul.
Monster boy x human woman where the males have complex courting rituals to prove their worthiness to potential partners. He starts nesting, building a soft, inviting cocoon for her when she visits. He hunts larger and fiercer prey to prove he can feed her. He fluffs up his fur and grooms himself to make sure he looks his best for her. When she comes over, he flops onto his back and exposes his tummy to show his submission and let her mount him, but she pats his belly instead, which leaves him frustrated. He's never met a woman who doesn't immediately takes what she wants, so why isn't she taking him??? He's trying sooo hard to show that he's fertile and willing, and she's clearly into him given the way she flushes when he purrs in her lap, so why isn't she mounting him already????
Bonus points if the monsters have sexual dimorphism where the females are bigger and stronger than the males, but males are still much larger than humans. He thinks the reason his human gf isn't taking charge is bc of his size, so he makes sure to crouch down or flop onto the ground so he's face-to-face or below her, in hopes she'll get the message. This just leads her to think he wants to cuddle. She's more than happy to scritch his belly and under his chin until she notices that he's been rock hard the whole time.
โ.๐ ฬ ๐ค๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ : dryhumping, grinding, pet names, is this still explicit? Idk.
โ.๐ ฬ ๐/๐: realized I can do short drabbles too
His kisses are soft and slow, never hurried or in a rush, when he has somewhere to be heโll give you a quick kiss. Unless he has you to himself heโll keep you on edge. In his lap, holding your hips rubbing them in a soft slow rhythm. He stares down at you and you look up at him. Thereโs a comfortable silence between you two. Until you see something in his eyes change. The glimmer of desire pooling in his pupils. He wants a kiss.
He didnโt say it but you can tell by the way heโs looking at you. His breathing became slower and relaxed, he blinks and parts his lips. You mirror him and close your eyes. His lips press onto yours softly, you turn your head to the side and he leans his head to the other. Lightly nipping at your bottom lip, the tip of his tongue teasing and rubbing against yours. He grips on your hips and guides them to slowly grind against him, โmmh..โ his lips vibrating softly. He slips his tongue past your lips and massages yours as your hips grind up and down.
Pulling you deeper into this slow dance. Heโs so smitten with you. Your slow grinding against his hardening length puffing up your clit so easily, sending chill down your back. You pull back to gasp quietly feeling him on your most sensitive parts. Itโs really a gift to gave this man under you. โYeah?โ He softly giggles enjoying your reaction. He pulls you back in for another kiss, now heโs swallowing your tongue in his mouth. Soft moans and hard breathing becoming louder and more noisyโneedier for each-other. โAngel..โ he breaks the kiss and humps into your hips under youโgrabbing and making you grind harder. โSugu..โ the feeling was entirely just too much. You wrap your arms around him and go faster and he lets out the prettiest moan throwing his head back exposing his neck.
Your body starts shaking and your panties get soaked, he moans again and looks down at your panties. โAaahh!โ He moans whiny. And you both feel your orgasms knocking closely. But as you both gasped for air you squirt and he cums right with you. Your bodies trembling. He pulls you close and heavy breathes through it all. Whispering how much he loves you. โI love you too..โ you breathe back in. โMmh..โ he moans tiredly and you hum in contentment. His heart beating fast against your ear. Chest warm. He always takes care of you.
dividers :: @/cafekitsune . art :: @/thatsallitchief @/actuallyvalerie .
:: โ10 gorgeous sexed up singles are now trapped in paradiseโand the worldโs favourite cockblocker lana lili is back! Baiting them was easy, with a fake hot, sexy dating show, but are they ready for a cone shaped surprise? And these sex starved singles have no clue that this little cone is keeping track of their every little move.โ :: Lilith K.
:: โThis is Too Hot To Handle.You must abstain from sexual practices for the entirety of your stay. No kissing. No heavy petting. And no sex of any kind. This also applies to self gratification. The prize fund has been increased $200,000. Welcome to your long, hard, sexless summer.โ :: Lili.
:: โAnd this season lana lili isnโt here to play.โ :: Lilith K.
Meet the singles! And uh ohโthey all seem to wantโฆyou?!
s. gojo :: 24 . model . mr. steal your girl .
โI think Iโm a 10/10โa killer smile, abs for days, and with a smile like this, who could resist me?โ
synopsis :: tba โฆ
r. sukuna :: 26 . boxer . international playboy .
โIโm not worried about the competition at all.โ
synopsis :: tba โฆ
f. toji :: 25 . athletic trainer . professional manwhore .
โI take whatever I can get. And Iโm here to win.โ
vivi what if dada man (izuku) is showing pictures of you to his friends and Doesnโt scroll past the lewd ones when say โฆ kirishima.. is the one looking
head in hands .. okay wait look lili wait just -
an: fem!reader. izuku calls your cunt your 'princess parts' (mostly to embarrass you), drinking, sharing nudes. 1.2k.
"this is last week. she was so excited to see the giraffes. look at that smile."
izuku's words come out a little jumbled because his grin is so wide, but you understand him fine. you sat down next to him thinking he was just killing time with kirishima, maybe about to head out, but that wasn't it at all. the second he spotted you, he turned his phone your wayโthere you were, at the zoo.
now you're half in his lap while he walks you through every picture he's taken of you this month.
"oh, cute," kirishima says, and your nose tingles. your eyes meet his over izuku, and you hide your face when he wiggles a finger at you. "yeah, you. you're a cute little thing, aren't you."
kirishima is. . . well, your eyes find him more and more, and you're not too proud to admit you were excited to come over just from seeing him next to your boyfriend, all snuggled up and relaxed. it's cute, and makes you think aboutโ
he winks while you stare, and you take it in, hold onto it, can't help yourself.
izuku is still scrolling but he feels you squirm. he glances at your face long enough to read it and smiles. you know that smile. . .
uh-oh.
"she is."
your chin tucks and izuku pulls you higher up his chest. now you've got nowhere to hide, cheek against his pec, taking the full weight of those red eyes.
"say thank you to eji, baby." the hand under your skirt squeezes and you press out a thank you. Your lips curl over your teeth, and you watch the other man take a deep breath. his arm drapes over izuku's shoulders, and your boyfriend leans back into him, resting his head against him and tilting his phone into view.
"good. this too. look at her nose."
you can't see the picture, but you feel kirishima's fingers tangle in the ends of your hair. it makes you suck in a breath, izuku's hand squeezing you again.
"adorable."
"ohโoh and there's the parrots, andโ" izuku's thumb stutters. you feel his belly tighten under your arm. "oh."
"oh," kiri says, and your stomach fills with butterflies.
"oh what?" you ask, squirming. kiri's fingers tighten, izuku's arm tightens, and now you can barely move.
"nothin', just," jade eyes flick up to the man he's leaning on as he tilts the phone down. "you're not. . . weird about that, right?"
"nah," kirishima's chin dips into his hair. "not if you're okay with it."
your ears are burning now. "with what?"
izuku meets your eyes and gives you that smileโthe one he gives before you get pulled (willingly) into something you've only talked about. "your pictures, silly."
"whatโ" your mind blanks, heat flooding you, and all at once you know what he means. "which ones?"
kirishima wraps his hand around izuku's, making a sound. "that's, two weeks ago?" you think. two weeks? that'sโ
"oh. . ." heart in your throat, you stay still. they look at you with lazy, drunk eyes, dark and squinted at the corners.
"oh," he copies, teasing. his eyes flick between you and the screenโthe photo of you sitting in lzuku's work chair, clothes off, belly striped with his cum.
"baby?" izuku smiles, rubbing your ass with a heavy hand. "remember now?"
you've. . . talked to izuku about this. if he ever shared pictures of youโor shared youโit'd be with someone he chose, on his terms. someone he knows would take good care of you, since you're spoiled by him. someone who'd know when to pop your ass without snapping at your sass.
someone like kirishima, apparently.
. . .it makes sense. you just weren't expecting it.
"y-yeah," your tongue's the victim of three shots and two drinks, fumbling, thick in your mouth as your heart climbs into your throat. and down between your thighs.
izuku grins when you stretch, catching on that you're rubbing your legs together in the most casual way you can manage.
"is it alright if riot sees what a pretty girl you are?" you nod, biting the inside of your cheek. "and more?"
"more?" a video? your faceโwhich is stupid, irrational.
"when you're sweet for me?" kirishima clearly likes the sound of that, spreading his legs and leaning further back.
you swallow. "yeah." you can feel yourself opening up, preening under their attention.
"'kay. this is from when i was out of town last week, then, riot."
you gape, eyes wide. that's one you sentโyour cunt spread open with wet fingers, lips puffy, clit swollen from playing, cream around your hole. "tha's this pretty girl's princess parts."
you gasp, brows furrowing. he's poking at all those sensitive spots and it makes your skin prickle, your eyes sting. why would he say that in front ofโ
"princess. parts." kirishima nods, and if you look close enough, you can see his ears turning red. "those are pretty, too, sweet girl."
"say 'thank you eji.'"
"th-thank you eji." your throat tightens, little tremors taking you. you're going along with itโyour body defaults to doing what Izuku asks. and that's. . .
"midoriya, are her princess parts just as pretty in person?"
"i think they are." izuku passes his phone, and kirishima grins, pressing his finger over the picture to see if it's live. it is, and with izuku's ringer on, you hear the worn-out hum you let out near the end. you hear it again, and again, andโ "what do you think, baby?"
you think you're being teased into a mess. you think you're insane for letting it get this far. you think they're playing unfair.
"i think they are."
you think you're too far gone to tell them to stop.
"what?" you're pulled into izuku's lap, sideways, your leg resting over kirishima's thigh. he's set his hand close to your inner thigh, still grinning, still swiping. "i forgot what we're talking about."
"i think they'reโpretty."
"what?"
"myโ" your eyes flutter. kirishima gives you his full attention, his fingers touching your neck. izuku too, palming your breast openly, giving it a squeeze. you have to get over it. "my princess parts," you whisper, squirming full-on in izuku's lap. thank god you're in a corner.
"good job, angel girl." you're warm. and needy.
"thank you for telling me," kirishima whispers, nuzzling the top of izuku's head. his fingers wrap around the back of your neck, and izuku grins at that. he raises his brows, and you nod softly.
"mhm." you part your legs a little, but kirishima keeps his hand steady, to your frustration.
"baby, wanna ask riot something?"
"i can?" you know you can, but you're shy, butterflies in your belly even though he's shown so much interest in you it could be seen from miles away. stalling is okay, right?
you get a knowing grin, a pinch at your ass, too. "i think he's waiting for you to ask." you've never asked this. he lets you kiss mina and uraraka after you ask, lets you dance with sero and kaminari when you ask, but this is different. this is. . .
"don't be scared."
okay, but the fear makes you feel high. "do youโdo you wanna see? at home with us?"
kirishima smiles, like he was expecting the question, but still excited to get it. "yeah?"
"mhm," you nod. he looks you over, his ruby gaze meeting emerald.
"yeah," izuku hums, his hand settling over your belly as you rock your hips without thinking. "she asked."
"she did," he nods. his fingers flick out, and you gasp when they touch the gusset of your panties. izuku clicks his teeth keeping your hips still, and kiri laughs a little while drawing back. "sorry, mido. . . but, i'd love to."