This fic contains - fem!reader, femdom, mommy kink, tied tf up, unprotected sex, panty eating..., dacryphilla
Some characters in this fic may be mischaracterized, if that bothers you, do not read.
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“Hey man, could I ask you a weird favor?” Choso asked hesitantly.
“Uhhh..like what brody?” Sukuna replied while he grabbed a beer from Choso's fridge.
“Would you like..tie me up..under the tree?” He muttered.
Sukuna almost dropped his beer and whipped his head around to stare at Choso, “Are you deadass? Don't you have a girlfriend?”
“What the hell man? I meant for my girlfriend!”
“Oh shit, sorry dude. But like how?” Sukuna sipped his beer.
“Dunno..jus’ like..under the tree with ribbon for her..’wanna surprise her when she gets home.”
“Kinky,” Sukuna snorts. “But yeah, I guess so. As long as your dick isn't like..out.”
“Yeah, no, I’ll keep my boxers on.”
“Cool with me. Where's the ribbon?” Sukuna chugs his beer down in a gulp and tosses the bottle in the bin.
“I don't need the bow.” Choso says gruffly.
“Nah. you definitely do,” Sukuna laughs as he slaps a big red bow on the front of Choso's boxers. “Perfect. She’ll love it, have fun man.”
“Damn it Ryo! I don't need the damn bow!”
Your keys jingle in the lock as you push the door open with a sigh, you kick your boots off by the door and hang your coat and bag. You call Choso's name as you walk to the kitchen for a glass of water to let him know you're home but when you don't get an answer you assume he just fell asleep waiting, typical. You pour a glass of water and then you hear a familiar noise from the living room. A high-pitched, breathy whimper. Your head snaps towards the sound and there he is, all six feet something of your big muscley boy under the Christmas tree. He was laying on his side, arms tied behind his back, legs bent and ankles tied together with a pretty red bow. He had a big red bow on the front of his boxers and had a piece of ribbon tied around his head, gagging him. He whined softly as you made eye contact with him, squirming against the ribbon.
“Baby?” you set your glass down and pad softly over to him, “What’re you doing?”
He whimpered softly again, still squirming against the ties.
You kneel down and gently take the ribbon out of his mouth, “Wanted..to be your early present..” His voice is dripping with need and desperation.
“Oh yeah? My early gift?” He nods eagerly and whines softly as you card your fingers through his messy black locks.
He opens his mouth to say something but moans softly instead as you tug his hair, pulling him up closer to your face. You know that look, the way his cheeks have a soft flush of pink, his pupils shot, filled with pure need for one thing. You. The way he looks at you, like you’ve hung the moon and stars for him, makes you clamp your thighs together.
His eyes fall to the movement before shooting back up to you, “Please..” he whines softly, “please use me..”
You quickly untie his ankles and help him up and over to a chair, sitting him down, arms still tied behind the back of the chair. After peeling his boxers off, you tie his ankles to the feet of the chair, one ribbon around his waist; securing him to the chair. You stand in front of him as you slowly strip your clothes off, as you slide your pants down your legs you notice his cock grow harder at the teasing sight. Once in your lacey black bra and panties – Chosos favorite – you slide your hands around to the nape of his neck and straddle his lap. He pants softly as he looks up at you, cheek flushed, cock hard against your panty clad pussy.
“Please..” He pants, “Please move..please..just use me..”
You cup his jaw gently, tilting him up to kiss him. His lips move softly against yours, carefully, tentatively. As you deepen the kiss, sliding your tongue into his mouth, he whimpers softly. You tangle your hands in his hair, pulling him closer, tugging lightly. His hips buck to no avail, the chair creaking in protest.
“Ah, ah, ah..I’m in charge, remember?” You tease lightly, “Good boys who listen, get what they want right?
He nods quickly, “Yes mommy..” he whimpers, “M’..m’your good boy..”
“Mhmm, that's right.” You stand up, peeling your panties off.
He waits eagerly, cock twitching at the sight of your slick.
“Open.” You direct, balling up your panties and holding them to his mouth.
He nods quickly, opening wide as you stuff the moist fabric into his mouth, whimpering needily around it. You straddle his hips again, his cock resting between your folds, teasing him. Reaching back behind you, you unclip your bra, letting your tits fall into his face, tossing your bra behind you. He moans around the fabric in his mouth, trying his best to nuzzle against the valley between your breasts. He uses his tongue to work the panties out of his mouth, immediately replacing them with one of your nipples. He sucks eagerly, whining and whimpering around it, nipping gently every few sucks. You tangle your hands in his hair, tugging softly while you gently roll your hips down against his cock.
“More..please mommy..” he pants softly after releasing your nipple.
You decide he's been good enough and reach down to guide his cock through your wet folds and push against your entrance. He moans softly as his tip pushes in slowly, inch by inch.
You sink down slowly, teasing him, stuffing your panties back in his mouth. He moans louder this time, burying his face against your chest as you take the last few inches in, buried to the hilt. You start bouncing on his lap, the lewd sounds on skin slapping fill the dimly lit room. He whines around the panties, drool pooling at the corners of his mouth, coating his chin.
“Messy thing, aren't you?” You laugh softly, swiping through his drool with your thumb.
He nods and whimpers as you continue to bounce and grind down on him. You plant your hands on his shoulder for stability and feel his muscles flexing as he tries to hold back for you.
Hes desperately trying to buck his hips and fuck up into you but its hard when hes tied to the chair. You brush a stay lock of hair from his flushed face, tucking it back as you thread your fingers through his hair.
If there's one thing you had to say about Choso, it would be about how good this boy's eye contact is. No matter how fast you bounce on his cock or how bad he wants to close his eyes as you gently scratch his scalp, he will not break eye contact. He stares at you with such needy and love in his eyes all the time, no matter the place. Tears pool in the corners of his eyes as you continue to gently play with his hair; a stark contrast to how roughly youre slamming your hips down.
“Dont cry baby,” You say softly, leaning down and kissing hus cheek.
He just whines helplessly in response, fat tears rolling down his cheeks and his thighs and abs contract. His cock pulses inside of you, sending you over the edge, clamping down on him as you throw your head back and arch your back.
It doesn't take long for him to be pushed over the edge, his hot load coating your gummy walls, moaning loudly. You take the panties from his mouth and wipe the drool that pooled on his chin, leaning down to kiss him.
“So good for me baby, so good.” You coo softly, brushing his tears away with your thumbs.
He nods, watching you get up and carefully untie him, “Love you..so much.”
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passed all my finals and im on break, able to write freely! so excited! i have like so many fic ideas ive been waiting to write omggggg
anyway i think this is the best one yet, aside from my long fics that im still working on. hope you enjoyed! dont be shy to reblog..and comment..and like 🥹
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