FOREVER, choso kamo ཐི♡ཋྀ
pairing. ᖭི༏ᖫྀ pen pal!choso x fem!reader
wc. ᖭི༏ᖫྀ 4.2k words
in which. ᖭི༏ᖫྀ you didn’t know if you should thank your friend for convincing you to pen pal a criminal… or hate her.
which. ᖭི༏ᖫྀ dark content, mentions of murder, daddy kink, mommy kink, choso is a federal criminal, whipped asf over reader, dirty talk, yandere!choso, reader loves his craziness, possessiveness, obsession, recording, stalker!choso, usage of drugs, sub!reader, breaking and entering, choking, spitting, pussydrunk!choso, he kisses&sucks ur feet lol, dark!choso, breeding kink, pet names, swearing, freaked out, and etc!
authors note. ᖭི༏ᖫྀ part of my dom!choso collection & kinktober 2025. yes this did take me 9 months to finish.. mind ur business. based on the song forever by danger incorporated. i had to make choso crazy in this, lol. he will most certainly not be a sub bitch that much and if this triggers you in any way pls go ahead and exit out <3 nobody is forcing you to read! not proofread either.
“im telling you girl,” utahime giggled, eyes glued to her phone with a smile. “you have to try this pen pal app, i just met this really cute dude. white hair, blue eyes.. so dreamy.”
you shook your head watching your friend daydream about the mysterious man. utahime wouldn’t stop talking about him since the day she met him, you couldn’t help but to wonder was he really even all that?
“i dunno hime.. seems pretty shady to me. they’re criminals for a reason.” you constantly had to remind her that these weren’t just ordinary people. they were killers, robbers, and sometimes even worse. “we shouldn’t mess around with stuff like this.”
utahime did nothing but wave you off, as always your words went in one ear and out the other. “hey, just try it. you can’t knock it until you do.”
and as much as you hated to admit it, her words echoed in your head later that night. she made a great point.. you can’t knock it ‘til you try it.
warm sweat from your palms coated your phone as you texted utahime for the website link. you had no clue how the whole pen pal thing worked and you surely weren’t expecting to ever figure it out, but now you were filled with curiosity.
that’s why when utahime sent you the link you wasted no time signing up, putting your best picture on display. you scrolled around the site, getting a good look at some of your options. nearly all of them looked down right deranged, but what did you expect?
“yeah, hell no.” you shook your head, part of you felt so stupid for this. something you’d always told utahime not to do you were now doing yourself.. how does that work?
your conscious almost got the best of you.. you almost closed out of the app entirely, ready to put a rest to this incredibly bad decision before it got bad.
but at the very bottom of the page— someone caught your eye. which was probably the worse case scenario because the inmates at the very bottom were the most dangerous. the website, and utahime herself had warned you of that.
you still remember the girls words, it was the one time she was flat out serious, a slight edge to her voice. “y/n whatever you do.. just don’t message anyone on the very last pages. those are the people you should really be scared of..”
you bit the inside of your cheek in contemplation. if utahime and the app warned you, should you really even be thinking about this?
one last glance at the inmate had you already coming to a decision. those dark eyes that were void of any light, his dead expression somehow fitting his face perfectly. the man didn’t look crazy, he just looked tired— like he’d seen way too much for one lifetime.
if you had to sum up how the picture made you feel, you’d say it was almost felt as if he was staring at you himself and not just through a picture.
alias: c. real name: choso kamo. age: twenty-six.
your nails found their way to your mouth as you slightly bit at the skin out of anxiety. “you know what, fuck it. what’s the worst that could happen?”
you made sure to quickly add him before you lost your boldness. thankfully your nerves had calmed down since you expected it to take about a day or two for an add back, that’s around the time utahime said it usually takes.
but what you were not expecting was for the criminal to both add you back— and text you, within the blink of an eye.
new message incoming!
choso: what are u doing up this late?
sent at 11:34 PM
you: uhh it’s not that late LOL. do they not give u a time limit on devices in there?
choso: nah they do but i have ways of getting what i want
you: i can’t tell if that’s a good thing or bad thing
choso: you’ll find out soon, but message me more tomorrow. u should get to sleep alright?
seen at 11:45 PM
you turned your phone off with a heavy sigh, that actually wasn’t as scary as you’d thought it would be. choso seemed normal pretty much? maybe a little dry, but nothing too out of the ordinary.
did the app make some kind of mistake putting him on the bottom page?
—
“you’ve been giggling at your phone quite a lot recently.. now you see why pen pal is so addicting?” utahime asked, locking her arm in yours.
it’s been around 6 months since you met your pen pal, choso. and ever since it’s been non-stop texting, you even found yourself staying up past the time you usually do— just to talk to him longer.
“fine hime.. you were right,” you sung out with a small smile, you knew that’s what she wanted to hear. after all those times you scolded her for it, and now here you were doing the same thing.
“hmph i know! you can thank me later, but right now i reallyyy need you to go to this party with me.”
a party? utahime knew you didn’t do parties, they’re childish and stupid— sometimes even dangerous. “you know how i feel about parties hime,”
“i know i know. but i figured if you stepped outside of the box for that pen pal thing, then you would for this too?”
again, she had a point. people always complained about how up-tight you were, throwing out the idea that you didn’t know how to have any fun. ever since then you started to believe it yourself, and fed into the false role for years.
but you don’t want to be that girl anymore. you want to have fun, and like utahime said, why not step outside of the box for this too?
“y’know you’re actually right..” you started off, a small smile forming on your lips. “i think i might just go to that party with you..”
your best friend’s face lit up so much you thought she was seeing things. “wait really? oh hell yes, i’ve been waiting for this!” loud claps filled the air, her enthusiasm always brightened your mood.
“im gonna get out of your hairs now, but get ready right now. ill be back later to pick you up, kay?” you gave her a soft hum before she rushed out of the door, not wasting anytime.
spam notifications from your phone snapped you out of your thoughts. who could be texting you that- fuck. you were so busy with utahime that you forgot all about choso, who knows how long you’d left him on delivered for.
new messages incoming!
choso: what’s up pretty girl, how’d u sleep?
sent at 10:23 AM
choso: where are u at? cmere now i miss u
sent at 12:34 PM
choso: ah i see, ur gonna ignore me now??
sent at 2:00 PM
choso: k bet i got something for u
sent at 9:45 PM
you tried to ignore the uneasiness that his last message brought upon you. what did he mean ‘he’s got something for you’? it sounded like a threat, and deep down you knew it was. but something in you kept telling you that choso wouldn’t dare, he’d never do anything like that.
you: hi cho! im sorry for the late response ive been busy all day, but i missed you :)
message not delivered.
you: uh? did you unfriend me or is my phone just glitching..?
message not delivered.
is he fucking serious— he unfriended you just because you didn’t text back for a couple hours?
you’d be lying if you said it didn’t hurt you. maybe it was just your attachment issues— but you grew really close to choso within the past few months. it wasn’t easy to picture him out of your life after he’d been apart of it for this long.
“it is what it is i guess.. ill take that L.” you sighed, shrugging your shoulders as you tried to just focus on the party going on later tonight. your outfit was still undecided, and you had no clue what to do with your hair.
though you were still pretty upset about it, you swore this wouldn’t ruin your mood tonight— you wouldn’t let it.
—
“holy fuck we look good!” utahime exclaimed, swaying her body to the music. the two of you had been at the party for a couple hours now, and you were actually having fun.
the only thing that made you feel a bit uncomfortable was the constant feeling of being watched, but hey it is a party filled with people. things like that were bound to happen, so you forced yourself to get over it.
“we really do,” you agreed with a small smile. “i still can’t believe we got so many numbers?” from the moment you two stepped in, men and women were on you like fly’s. it was kind of hard to believe they found you that approachable, you were flattered to say the least.
“shit i can believe it. we look stunning tonight, especially you.” utahime’s voice perked up. you knew she was proud at how much you’ve come out of your shell in these last few months. “you got this glow to you. you look a lot.. happier.”
you sadly smiled at her words, knowing it was the truth. you weren’t sure how long that glow would stay now that you’d lost a big piece of what contributed to that happiness.
“thanks so much, hime. i wouldn’t be here without you seriously.” a small sigh fell from your lips. you still stood firmly on what you said before, you would not let choso ruin this night for you.
utahime threw you a smile as she told you to stop thanking her, but you couldn’t help it. if it weren’t for her you’d still be cooped up in your house reliving every day the same exact way.
“come, let’s danceee!” she giggled before grabbing your hand, practically dragging you to the dance floor. the smile on your face was genuine and you found yourself letting loose.
your hips slowly swayed to the bass of the music, running your hands through your soft locks. the dress you wore outlined your curves in all the right places, and everyone around you noticed it.
it wasn’t long before you had a line of guys behind you practically desperate to get even the slightest sniff of your scent. you were flattered to say the least, so flattered you pulled one of them right toward you.
your hand grabbed his arm, wrapping it around your waist as his chest was hard against your back. “try to keep up okay?” you teased him slightly by rubbing against his bulge.
“uh yes ma’am!” the blush on his face only made you more motivated— dances getting more explicit by the second. this was way too much fun, you almost couldn’t believe there was a time you would’ve said no.
as the night grew on you’d danced with multiple guys, but for some reason you felt uneasy the whole time. you couldn’t put your finger on it, but instincts almost never lie.. it’s scientifically proven. you swore you felt eyes glaring daggers into your frame, examining your every blink and step. yet you went on like it was nothing.
looking back on it.. that was pretty fucking stupid.
—
you were quick to kick your heels off, tossing your purse somewhere random. the only thing you could think about was how good you were going to sleep after this, tonight was fun but so tiring.
that’s probably why didn’t notice the dark-ominous presence in your living room, or the tall shadow lurking behind the hallway like a statue.
you blew off the eeriness vibe again— figuring you must’ve just been too tired to think straight. until you heard a creak that was a little too loud to be nothing, causing you to freeze up for just the slightest second. you’d spent this whole night ignoring your intuition..
should you really be doing it again?
you decided that you shouldn’t. in one quick motion you inched closer toward the door— snapping on the light in the process.
that one switch revealed all. within the blink of an eye the figure was right in front of your face, inches away and practically breathing down your neck.
he examined you with dead eyes, a look of boredom glued on his face by nature. the blood curling scream that fell from your lips was immediately stopped, he’d pinched your lips shut with a disturbing ease. “w..what the fu-”
“don’t be scared baby, y’know who i am. you had fun ignorin’ me?” the familiar voice came out low when he interrupted, the deep bass of it was terrifying but weirdly soothing to your ears.
in one swift motion his hand snuck around your waist, tightly pushing your body against his. his eyes felt like they were boringly examining your entire soul, for a minute you doubted he was human.
it took one glance at his luscious dark hair that tried to hide behind his man bun. and his gorgeous blood mark that he’d tell you more about later— for you to realize he wasn’t wrong. you knew all too well who this was.
your jaw practically dropped on its own, a look of confusion carried along with it, “but i don’t understand.. how are you out? and how did you get my address?”
the low chuckle that slipped past his throat was hot, you couldn’t ignore the aching it triggered between your legs. the sexy sound matched the even sexier grin he wore on his face, fuck he’s driving you crazy already.
“good behavior, and it wasn’t that hard,” choso shrugged with that half grin that made you so weak in the knees. he was much more handsome in person— that picture did him no justice at all.
and it looked like he’d added onto his tattoo collection since being a free man. not to mention all the piercings that looked so red and fresh. you wondered, just how long had he been out and roaming around? how long had he been planning this?
your hand involuntarily reached toward his cheek as you caressed it gently. part of you wanted to make sure this was real- and the other part just wanted to feel him, he’s a lot softer than you assumed he’d be..
“you had a time tonight? letting all those dudes touch what’s fuckin’ mine.” he growled, gripping your waist even tighter and forcing his head into your neck. only then could you really sense his seething anger.
your hands moved to his chest before giving him this look that he couldn’t quite decipher, “hey calm down.. how do you even know about that?” it shouldn’t have been a surprise at this point, he’d already found your address and broke in.. who knows what else he was capable of.
the dark haired man wrapped his free hand around your neck as the other stayed planted on your waist. “there’s nothin’ you do that i won’t see alright? remember that from now on, cause i almost killed a few people tonight,”
a small whine fell from your lips at his gentle hold on your neck, eyes never leaving his dark ones.
for some reason you got the feeling he’d been stalking you, it’s the only thing that really made sense. you weren’t scared.. no. choso could never scare you— but what did scare you was the fact that you liked it.
“my girl’s just been whoring herself out huh?” his hold on your neck only got tighter, moving upwards to your jaw as he forced your eyes to stay on his. “guess that means i gotta teach you a lesson.”
you shook your head once his words registered, immediately turning your heart heavier. “you unfriended me so.. i thought you got tired of me or something.”
the dark haired man brought your hands to his lips and left small kisses on the soft skin, never taking his eyes off of yours. “could never be tired of you mama. i was on my way to you, i promise.”
do not even think he didn’t notice your thighs squeezing together at his words, you weren’t even trying to be slick about it either.. he made a mental note to punish you later for that too.
“you promise?”
your whisper nearly sent choso into fucking overdrive. he hummed with his mouth still latched to your hand, slipping your thumb beyond his lips and sucking on it. “uh huh. watched you the whole time, never took my eyes off. waited to make my move.. make you fuckin’ mine.”
the tiny whimper that slipped past your lips was all the further signal he needed to carry you towards your room, gently tossing you on the bed after.
before you knew it, the numbers you got from the club managed to slip out your bra, falling to the floor on full display for the possessive man.
choso eyed the scraps with his usual look of boredom— though he was eerily quieter than usual, not saying another word when he glared at you. within the blink of an eye, he’d brought the trash to his teeth and ripped every single one.
“you were holding onto these huh?” his calloused hands yanked you towards him, the next thing he ripped was your dress. “you’ll never be at a fuckin’ club again, that’s for damn sure. you hear me lil’ one?”
you could feel your panties damping as the tone of his words rushed straight to your core. he ended up smacking your thigh the first time you didn’t answer, and you knew better than to do it again.
“y..yes i hear you.”
the man grinned at your words, immediately pulling you by your feet towards the edge of the bed. one look at his cocky grin had you even weaker in the knees, oh you were in for it now.
in an instant your panties were ripped off and thrown on the floor, joining your dress that was also ripped to shreds. why the fuck were they so easy to rip?!
his dark eyes shifted to your dripping cunt, staring at the masterpiece in awe. “so damn perfect.. wanna kill anyone who’s ever seen her.”
choso was on his knees now, leaving soft but wet kisses on your plump thighs that he loved so much. fuck, not only was your pussy drop dead gorgeous but she even smelled good.
“w..what are you doing?” your shyness took over and you couldn’t help but to close your legs. did he not like what he was seeing? maybe he was regretting you already?
the growl from his throat was heavy, but the slap to your thigh was even heavier. “quit it brat. don’t you dare keep her from me, i waited long enough.” he spat as he slammed your legs apart with a force that had you soaking.
choso gave you no time to register before his mouth was latched onto your clit, eyes locking with yours as his teeth grazed the aching bud.
“o..oh my gosh!” you tucked your hands in his hair, pulling so hard his man-bun was no longer.
dark strands covered his face as his hair fell down, not that he even cared. he was far too lost in your taste, captivated by it. “so good. so good. fuck sooo good.”
his mindless muttering of praises had your hips bucking against his face, aching for more. your body nearly acted on its own— if his mouth felt this addicting you couldn’t even imagine how his dick would feel.
a familiar need bubbled up in your core, pressure rising quickly in your lower tummy. you couldn’t help but pull at his hair harder, “nghh please i have to pee, please!”
choso didn’t let up an inch. instead his hands pinned your thighs down and kept them there, he shook his head to add circulation— just to taste more of you.
“fuckk that’s not pee mommy. cmonnn lemme have it,” the vibrations hitting your clit had your eyes rolling, the pressure finally snapping as you squirted all over his face.
you swore you saw him smirk as he lapped up every drop he could, not wanting to waste anything. “fuckin’ delicious ass shit..” he gave a gentle slap to your sensitive clit, sending shivers down your spine.
through blurry eyes you watched his sweats drop, he had to have free balled or maybe you were just too fucked out to notice when his boxers came off.
your cunt ached as you took in his size and you almost shut your legs, but you knew better. “t..that’s not even gonna fit!”
he grabbed your hand when you reached out to touch him, guiding you to his dick and allowing you to feel every inch. “spit on your hand mama, then touch all over your dick. feel what you do to me..”
you didn’t know why, but when he called it yours you couldn’t stop the soft whine that followed. doing exactly as he told you— your hand gripped his length, slowly moving back and forth.
it only took one stroke for you to have him cumming, your touch lighting fire in him. “fuck ma.” he slapped tip against your clit as he came, both of you watching as it drizzled down your folds.
“ohhh my.. mm.” the broken whimper you slipped out sent blood straight to his cock, he couldn’t wait any longer. it felt like he’d die if you weren’t wrapped around him soon.
“gotta feel you right now..” he groaned before turning you on your stomach and holding your apart. his messy tip slid right past your gummy walls, the stretch painful but so pleasant.
your jaw dropped when he eased into you. you swore if your throat wasn’t so scratchy your silent whines would have been screams. “chooo ‘m so full, ugh give me more please.”
who was he to deny his pretty princess? the big man wrapped his arm around your stomach when he pushed further, tip brushing your cervix with every stroke.
with an arched back you leaned your face in a pillow, eyes getting teary as both his thumbs pressed into your back dimples.
“wish you could see this baby.. she looks so fuckin good.” he was referring to your pussy— the same one that had him on the brink of growling.
choso never took his eyes off the way he disappeared inside you then came back out messy as fuck. he felt so bad his poor baby couldn’t witness this too, that wouldn’t be fair now would it?
your mindless babbles were like music to his ears, he cooed while grabbing your phone, and unlocking it with ease. you didn’t even wanna know how he knew your password, you didn’t even care.
the flash was the only thing you could register, along with the way you could feel every vein on his dick as your walls welcomed him in like it was home. “i.. shitt- i got you pretty one. we can watch em’ back tomorrow, so you can see.”
once the camera was angled he rocked his hips further—slamming into you with a force that had your toes curling. “a..ah fuck! keep fucking me honey, mm yess,” your words were sluggish but he understood them all the same.
the pet name may or may not have had him nearly whimpering with hot cheeks.
when you peaked back your focus was on his sweaty locs, and the biceps that poked out as he held your tummy. then your eyes locked with the camera and you were squeezing him way more than before.
“‘m cumming! ‘m gonna cum soo much, nghh.” you cried out. your stomach locked with pressure again and you knew it wouldn’t be long before it snapped. choso pulled on your hair gently forcing you to face the camera as he said his next words.
“c..cmon mommy, gimmie all that shit. i ain’t gonna pull out either.. you got that?” he was really asking if you knew what comes after that, even if it was selfish. you’d be a great mother but only to his kids.
and he’d be damned if he didn’t get an early start. why delay the inevitable after all? your fate was sealed the moment you’d clicked his picture and friended him.
“oh myyy- fuckk cho! mm.” before you knew it you were creaming around him, pussy aching more than ever. with a small pout you quickly nodded while lazily matching his strokes. “please.. wan’ it so bad. don’t pull out daddy, pleasee”
in one last thrust choso was filling your insides to the brim, anything that tried to slip out he pushed back in. and you barely registered at first— but he was tracing ‘c’ on the heel of your foot before he kissed it, then slid your toe past his lips to suck.
“you’re stuck now princess. gonna be suck my wife, mother to all my kids suck,” he spoke through occupied lips before finally releasing your feet. you pouted when he did without even realizing it. “alright pretty let’s get you all cleaned up.”
“nopee, i want you in me still!”
so maybe choso did belong on the bottom page.. but you’d be right there with him if need be.
©rissouu 2025 (hope u enjoyed lol, also im weirdly too descriptive ig?? sorry 4 that)
