omg this coffee shop is adorable! 💕 can i get a cappuccino with an extra shot and some cookies, please? and congrats on 1k!!!
pretty please? | bf!choso x gf!reader
mdni ⋮⋮ cockwarming ⋮⋮ college au ⋮⋮ needy choso is needy ⋮⋮ belly bulge ⋮⋮ piv ⋮⋮ creampie ⋮⋮ 1.8k
note: art by einruji07 on x.
"cho," you whined, grinning as his hair tickled the base of your neck. "i'm tryna study for my test on friday."
"but...but, baaaabe," he pouted, pressing a soft kiss to that spot behind your ear, the one that sends a rush of heat throughout your entire body, that has you mewling and tilting your head to the side without much hesitation. a silent way of letting choso know you want more.
he had been at this for a while now. sitting on your bed while you worked, fidgeting and sighing as a way to get your attention, the impatience radiating off of him in waves; then coming to you, pleading with you to hurry up and finish so you could spend time with him.
the phrase 'spending time with him', as innocent as it sounds falling from his pink, plump lips, is anything but. he had been antsy to get his hands on you ever since he watched you sucking on a popsicle earlier in the day. counting down the hours until he could have you all to himself and do every dirty thing to you that littered his mind throughout the day.
he hadn't counted on you needing to study - despite that being one the of the first things you told him when he picked you up after class. apparently, it didn't sink in as well as you thought it had.
"you don't even have to stop studying," he whispered against the shell of your ear, taking the lobe between his teeth, his hot breath erupting goosebumps along your skin. "just wanna be inside you, babe. wanna feel that sweet, little pussy of yours 'round my dick. s'what i've been thinkin' about all day, baby, please?"
you felt arousal pooling in the gusset of your panties - his words having a clear effect on you. you bit your lip to suppress a moan as choso went back to peppering his lips along the heated skin of your neck up to your jaw, his hand moving your hair over the opposite shoulder.
"alright, fine," you breathed, turning to glance at him. you were always weak when it came to choso being needy. "but that's all. 'kay?"
choso nodded rapidly. he stepped back to give you room to stand - you slid your panties down from underneath your skirt while he undid his pants just enough to pull his cock out. he sat in your desk chair, his eyes never leaving you as you sat in his lap with your back against his chest. his hands were on you in an instant, caressing over your chest as he peppered kisses along your jaw down to your neck.
you could feel his cock pressing against your inner thigh close to your cunt, hot and heavy. you reached between you and adjusted him so he's centered between your folds. you rolled your hips once, a soft sigh escaping you as your clit rubs against his shaft.
choso groaned, bucking upwards instinctively. he bit down on your neck, not harsh, but enough to elicit a soft whine from you. his hands reached underneath your shirt, trailing upwards towards your breasts. you weren't wearing a bra, hadn't been the entirety of the day. the revelation making choso throb against your slick folds. he squeezed your breasts roughly before taking the nipples between his thumb and index fingers, tweaking the hardening buds. you moaned breathlessly, tipping your head back onto his shoulder.
"feel good, babe?" choso smirked.
"mhmm," you nodded, grinding down a little harder.
arousal coated his cock, making it easier for you to rub your cunt along his shaft. when you felt like you were ready enough, you lifted your hips and lined the tip up to you before sinking down with a loud moan. choso gripped your hips tightly, his forehead pressed to your shoulder as your warmth enveloped him.
"shit," choso hissed, wrapping his arms around your front to hold you close to him. you both moved in a perfect rhythm - you bouncing slowly on his cock and him rutting up into you - until he was fully seated within your warm, wet cunt.
the two of you sat there for a couple of beats, allowing yourselves to adjust to each other. choso rested his head on your shoulder, eyes closed and scrunched in pleasure. you reach behind you, tugging on his hair with a soft moan as you roll your hips once, twice before stilling.
“fuck,” choso rasped. “you should get started, baby.”
nodding, you let go of his hair and lean forward, opening up your textbook and grabbing your favorite pen and a highlighter.
after a while, you couldn’t concentrate on the chapter you were reading. all of the words starting blurring together and you’ve read the same paragraph at least ten times. who could blame you, though? with choso's long, thick cock nestled deep inside your tight, wet cunt. it was absolute torture, getting to feel every single inch of him, yet it isn’t enough.
he shifts suddenly and you’re gripping the edge of your desk, the tip of his cock accidentally brushing against the small, spongey spot that makes your toes curl and cry out.
“sorry,” he whispers apologetically, pressing a gentle kiss to your shoulder. “keep working, baby.”
he isn’t sorry, though. not in the slightest. he’s just as wrecked as you are, wanting nothing more than to take you right then and there, pounding into you just the way he knows you like it.
choso can tell you’re racing towards your breaking point. you’re gripping your pen tight enough that your hand is visibly strained, your thighs are clenched together in a way to quell the unbearable ache of your neglected clit, arousal dripping from your cunt down to his full, heavy balls, making a little wet patch on the seat, your breathing is ragged and shallow.
he rubs soft, slow circles on your outer thigh, resting his chin on your shoulder. his dark brown eyes are on your textbook, then flitting to the notebook you have spread open next to it. you hadn’t written anything, only a few squiggly lines from when you had attempted to. he smirked.
“you know, the whole point of studying is to, actually study, right?” he teased, his voice low and gravely.
“shut it, kamo,” you chided breathlessly.
“what?” he looked at you amused. “i’m just tryna help you out, here...”
choso trails his fingers further along your thigh towards your cunt and you instinctively spread your legs a little further apart. he chuckles through his nose, circling your inner thigh before dragging back up, then down again.
“cho..,” you warned, though it doesn’t come out the way you intended it to.
“hm?” his fingers teasingly brush over your outer lips in barely there touches. it’s driving you insane.
“please,” you mewled. what for? for him to stop? to keep going? to push all your stuff off of the desk and ravish you? you’re not entirely sure at the moment.
his cock throbbed inside of you, your pleading and soft moans clearly having an effect on him.
“tell me you want this,” choso whispered, his lips dangerously close to the shell of your ear. your breath hitched, heartbeat fluttering wildly you swear it’s going to burst straight through your chest. “and i’ll give it to you.”
your closed your eyes, tipping your head back as he experimentally ran a finger through your arousal up to your clit. he groaned at how wet you were, despite being able to feel you soaking his cock.
there was no way you could continue studying in the state you’re in. you’re too far gone, completely entranced in whatever spell choso's cock had you under.
“i want it,” you nodded. “i want it so bad, cho.”
in an instant, faster than you could process, choso had managed to lift himself off of the chair, while still buried within your cunt, and carefully bend you over your desk.
he thrusted into you hard, the desk rattling beneath you and hitting up against the wall. you were grateful your roommates weren't home yet, their absence allowing you both to be as loud, and obscene as you wanted.
“mmm, shit, that’s it, baby,” you moaned. “just like that..”
you brought your hands to your ass and spread your cheeks for him, knowing how much he loved it when you did.
“fuuuck, babe,” he groaned, helping you spread them even more. “pussy’s gripping me so tight. feels so fucking good.”
he watched as he slid his cock in and out of your cunt, praising you for how well you’re taking him, how good you’re doing, and how perfect you are.
your arms eventually get tired and you let go, moaning in relief when you bring them in front of you. he pushes you a little higher on the desk, the new angle allowing him to fuck into you even deeper.
“fuuu—,” he’s cut off by the way your cunt feels in this angle. “i’m so deep in you, baby. can you feel me? right here?”
he reaches around you, splaying his large hand on your lower belly, feeling the bulge of his cock. he pushed down and the pressure makes you moan hotly. you bring your hand on top of his, lacing your fingers together.
“choso,” you whimpered. “i-i’m not gonna last..”
the familiar heat of your oncoming release burned its way to the surface like a raging wildfire with no way to fan the flames.
“s’okay, i’m fucking close to,” he said through gritted teeth. “let’s cum together, baby. can you do that with me?”
you nodded, bringing his hand that was still placed on your lower belly down to your cunt. you maneuvered his fingers over your clit and guided how fast you wanted him to rub you.
he groaned, his hips stuttering and rhythm faulting the closer his own release gets. he can tell you’re getting there, too, your walls clenching harder around him until you’re crying out his name.
his release is triggered by yours, hot ropes of cum spurting deep inside your cunt. you keep guiding his fingers on your swollen clit, wanting to draw out your high as much as possible.
he slumped over you, his free hand supporting his weight on the desk, breaths coming in heavy pants.
“shit, baby,” he chuckled.
you giggled breathlessly, finally removing his hand from your pussy when it becomes too sensitive.
he pulled out of you and you whined at the loss of him, though he’s quick to wrap his arms around you and bring you back to his lap while he sits on your chair.
“sorry to keep you from studying,” he said against your skin, the sound muffled.
“eh, it's okay,” you grinned, turning around to straddle his waist.
