Choso backshots CHOSO BACKSHOTS PLEASEE
But like, intimately..
JUST HEART ME OUT
You're face down in bed, knees digging into the messy sheets under you, hands gripping your pillow–Just for something to hold.
Choso's on top of you, his warm, broad chest pressed to your back, arms around your stomach, one hand splayed over your lower stomach to hold you close.
It's nothing crazy, just the warmth of him draped around you and the feel of his cock buried inside of you; but you're practically soaking the sheets under you.
His face is buried in your hair, breath hot against the back of your neck as he murmured soft, sweet-nothings to you.
Soft grunts of how good you felt, of how much he loved having you like this, of how close he was.. All while his arms would tighten around you, hand pressing firmer against your stomach, fingers spread, palm warm.
It's quiet and intimate, a gentle side of him that not many people saw–That no one really even knew existed (except you, of course)–But it's enough to have you clenching around nothing.
Slow but deep rolls that have you quietly grunting into the pillow, soft whimpers leaving you when his hips occasionally drag up, or when his hips roll just a little deeper.
And he only picks up pace when he's close. Not by much, hips thrusting just a bit harder, a bit deeper; his arms tightening around you as you feel him pulse inside of you.
Until he's groaning deeply into your ear, hips jerking forward on instinct, burying himself to the hilt, his cum hot and filling as it spills into you.
He's panting then. Soft, breathy whispers of how much he loves you, how much he adores you, as he presses his mouth to the back of your neck in hot, wet kisses.
And for a moment, the both of you just lay there in the aftermath; enveloped in his warmth, filled with him, room quiet aside from your soft breaths and his whispered praises.
