⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆— Finders Fee c.k
art by: @ einrvji on insta. You leave a surprise on Co-worker!Choso’s phone to dis(en)courage him from leaving it at work ;)) (MDNI)
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It’s no secret that you have a crush on your co-worker, Choso. Well, everyone else knows but you don’t know that they know. You think all the doe-eyed stares you given him like he’s hung the moon, giggles when he says something’s that not even remotely funny or the way your body heats up with he comes in for his shift and you fix the collar of your shirt to just slightlyy reveal the swell of your breasts, give it away. And every once in a while you’ll catch his dark eyes peeking at your chest.
Every evening shift starts the same and ends the same, “Hi, Cho!” or a “Bye, Cho! I’ll miss you.”
And he’ll respond with slightly blushing cheeks. Somehow every one person's job turns into a person's job, sometimes it’s more like he’s working and you’re just staring at how his various lip, eyebrow and ear piercings glitter under the static fluorescent lights or the way his arm tattoos curve with the built muscles of his arms.
Ringing out a customer? Choso is hovering right next to you under the premise of “making sure you process it correctly” even though you started the job not too long after he did.
Putting away products on shelves? Choso is helping with the ones on the top shelf, just to prevent any accidents, of course!
You’re two peas in a pod. When Cho first started his job, he was very stoic. Didn’t interact much with his coworkers, just got his tasks done and went home. It was almost like he was a ghost. Very in and out. Never hung around.
But then you joined the team and it was like pigs were flying. All it took was one innocent giggle and a soft touch of the hand on his arm and Cho heard angels singing. It was like Choso was a new person! Because now he was smiling and laughing, ending his shifts late so that he could spend more time with you—just always seemed to look forward to coming to work.
There were a couple times when pure conversation and looks weren’t soooo…innocent. Like when you were passing by him while he was checking inventory and the space between two rows of boxes was just a little tighter than you expected and you needed to take something to a customer and your plump ass made contact with his crotch. “I hope that was something else and not what I thought it was! Because that was huge!” Your stomach gave a dark flutter at the act.
As you went by him and felt his thing, you also heard his breath hitch, his chest expanding with a sharp breath. When you’re finally in the clear you turn back to the flustered boy to give a feigned apology, your eyes drift down to his now very vaulted crotch. “Sorry Cho! That was a tight squeeze!”
“That’s not the only thing that will be a tight squeeze, according to his pants.” You think.
And you’re gone, only the remnants of your sweet perfume lingered in the air.
Or the one time a customer wasn’t looking where they were going and bumped into you, getting their cup of soda all over your uniform top. Choso quickly elects himself to get you a new one, ushering you to go wait for him in the family bathroom. You had taken the shirt off because you needed to wash the sticky liquid out of your shirt and wipe off what you could on your chest and stomach.
Choso wasn’t expecting that and swung the door open to see you wringing out your top clad in just your bottoms and lacy pink bra. The motion of the door swinging open abruptly, had you turning towards it and Choso’s eyes zeroed in on your bust—his ears turning pink when he noticed that you could see your nipples through the cups. And all he could think about was sucking on your pert nipples or dragging his heavy cock through your soft swells—or how pretty they were look with his cum all over them.
With a quick, “S-sorry!” Choso stuffed the shirt in your hands and left, missing the rising smirk titling the corners of your mouth. The rest of the shift was very uncomfortable for poor Cho :((
And this next occurrence was recent.
It had been a long shift, a major holiday was coming up and everyone was stocking up on food and decorations. The phones were ringing off the hooks! It was one of the first times where you and Choso were too busy to linger around each other. By the end of the shift, everyone was visibly exhausted. You and Choso decided to skip your after work meet-up.
Choso left before you and you had gotten to your car when you realized you forgot to grab your purse in the break room. So you begrudgingly dragged yourself back inside and went to the back. And there it is still sitting on the table! And next to it is a phone.
“Hmm…it’s not yours.” you think, confused inspecting the device. You pick it up, tapping the screen. It lights up and on the lock screen is a picture of you and Choso that you took while goofing off one day!
“He must’ve been really tired. It’s not like I can call him or anything. I don’t even know where he lives…”
You almost consider leaving it at work but then he wouldn’t have a fully charged phone or what if someone steals it?! You don’t want it to fall into the wrong hands. So you take it home with you and plan to give it to him the next day when you’re scheduled for your next shift!
You stare at it while it sits on your counter—your mind racing with a million different thoughts. And somehow you end up thinking about his well endowed crotch. And a dark thought crossed your mind.
“I shouldn’t…” But the more the idea swirls around in your head, the more your fingers twitch.
“A good friend would make sure it’s well taken care of and looked after. No harm in leaving a little present to show I really care about him!”
And how you yourself stripped down and changed into the same pink lacy set, posing in front of your mirror with Choso’s phone. You’re sitting on the floor with your back against the foot of the bed, legs spread, one hand holding the phone and the other is hanging loosely between your legs—resting on your mound. Click!
Turning over onto your knees you rest the first half of your body on your bed, your butt angled toward the mirror and arch—sticking out your ass. You twist your free hand back to place it right under your right butt cheek…you just slightly pull the skin—more of your pantie showing. Click!
Next one you’ve foregone the bra. And flipping the camera to the front facing one and direct it down just so you can see only your boobs and mouth. You loop your arm under your tits to press them together and push them out more—your nipples peaked in arousal, let’s not even talk about the waterfall between your legs!! Small tension tightens in your chest. This is one of the more risky ones.
“I hope I don’t screw up our friendship because of this…or what if he doesn’t like what he sees?!” Insecurity infects the space in your brain, almost making you want to stop. But then you think back to the soda spill incident and how his eyes dilated at the sight of your topless body and how hard he was clutching the doorknob to the point where it almost looked painful. How hard he got when he saw you. (Girl please, he wants you.)
And you go back to what you were doing. Your clit throbs as your thumb hovers over the camera button thinking about Cho’s reaction to these photos, imagining all the ways he’ll jerk off to them. Maybe he’ll come on his phone, instead picturing it’s your tits. Or bending you over the foot of your bed and pounding in your slick center—mind just full of cumming inside you. Click!
You take a few more for good measure before plugging in his phone and getting ready for bed. Of course you rub one out before you drift off to sleep.
You can’t wait to see his reaction tomorrow ;))
a/n: new character unlocked!! lemme know if u want a part 2 ;))
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