#sub!choso

[vampire-luvr]

choso is just so needy, not that you were complaining. it just felt constant. you’re walking around the house in shorts? he’s behind you immediately, already hard cock pushing onto your ass. you get changed in front of him? he’s on his knees pulling your panties to the side claiming he’ll “only kiss her a little”. you’re sleeping but you happen to push up against him and some of your boob is spilling out of your tank top? he’s fisting his cock and trying to contain his whimpering. but how could you blame him! you are just so hot and he loves you so much (he has gotten hard at the thought of how much you love him, he also cried).

tonight was another one of those nights. you had worn the smallest shorts around the house with a loose tank top. choso thought he was going to lose it. it was so hard to contain himself from begging you to touch him, to do whatever you wanted as long as it pleased you. he had managed to hold back his urges until bedtime. it had been around an hour, and you’re peacefully sleeping by his side. choso, however, has been so painfully hard it’s kept him up. he could jerk off, but he felt so guilty doing it while you were sleeping :(. he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath and trying to fall asleep when he heard a moan. his eyes immediately shot open, looking at you.

you let out another small moan, you hips moving slightly back and forth as you did. choso’s cock twitched in his pants. god he felt like such a perv, being even more turned on at some noises you made in your sleep. his eyes closed again, trying to ignore it when

“mmm— cho…“ now he couldn’t ignore it. he loved when you moaned his name. his dick strained against his pants so much he was sure the seams would rip. he cursed himself as he unzipped them and took them off. “just a little bit, i won’t do too much” he promised himself as he lined his covered cock with the fabric of your shorts. despite the barrier, it felt so good. moving a little won’t hurt, right? he began to gently grind against your ass, trying to contain his whimpers with every move. was it wrong? a bit. but it felt too good for him to stop. he blamed the hours he spent pent up.

your hips unconsciously shifted abruptly, the feeling causing choso to let out a pathetic moan. his blood ran cold as you stirred awake at the noise. he didn’t want you to be mad at him, but there was little way out of this. you turned over slightly to look at him.

“cho? what’s going o-“ before you can finish he’s tearing up

“i’m sorry baby i-i just-“ he sniffles “i was so hard because i w-was so horny all night but i didn’t want to bother you since im always on you a-and then you started moaning and you s-said my name, and you know what that does to m-“ to stop his rambling, you placed a gentle kiss on his lips. “it’s okay cho, keep going.”

choso’s face flushed immediately. “y-you mean you aren’t upset with me?”

you shook your head. “of course not. i honestly feel bad, i don’t want you retraining yourself because you think you’re bothering me.”

your hand began to trail down to the waistband of his boxers. “you said you’ve been hard all night?” choso nods. “my poor baby. that must’ve been awful” he whimpers quietly at your words and wipes his eyes.

you move your hands now to fully pull down his boxers, his tip red and leaking. you look back up at him, “can i help you with this, baby?” his nods are frantic and you wrap your fingers around his large shaft. you begin to slowly move up and down his length, kissing as neck lightly as you do. choso is whimpering again already, the feeling of your hand on his dick and lips on his neck is borderline euphoric. your kisses start to trail up to his ear.

“what do you want me to do?” you whisper, your grip around him tightening. choso bites his lip to hold back a moan, “i want you to fuck me- please-“ he sounds to desperate, making you clench your thighs together.

“yeah baby? you think you deserve it after you grinded on me like a perv?” his head falls to the crook of your neck, another moan escapes his lips. “i said im sorry— please ill do anything, i’ll be s-so good for you-“

you grin, you’ve barely done anything and he’s so wrapped around your finger, and it’s hot. “you’ll be a good boy for me cho?” he whimpers so pathetically once again. “y-yes i’ll be such a good boy for you,”

with that, you kiss his neck again before pulling your sleep shorts down. your move his dick to align with your wet folds, and bring the tip up and down your slit. choso can’t stop moaning. the hours of waiting to the teasing is just too much for him. his eyes start to well up again and he’s begging you to put him inside. he’s letting out pleas and cries, trying to his hips up onto you.

“baby, i said to be good. is this what good boys do?” you tsk. he shakes his head, “im s-so sorry— please i can’t wait— need to be inside you so b-bad— please-“ his cries are pathetic, but instead of teasing him more you decide to allow him what he wants. you sink your throbbing heat onto his excruciatingly hard dick, and the tears flow out. choso’s hands moves to grab your hips, your back, anything he can grab onto. his head is once again in the crook of your neck. his moans are muffled, but you can make out what he’s saying. lots of

“i love you so much”

“your pussy feels sooo good— like it was made for me”

“please tell me im your good boy”

he can’t stop stuttering through his sobs and whimpers as you talk him through it. saying how perfect he is and how he’s doing so good. your hand moves to tangle in his hair, pulling slightly.

“mmm- don’t d-do that please. i-i’ll— mmm c-cum right now” choso warns, but you don’t listen. when you do it again, telling him how much you love your good, perfect boy, he cums instantly. you moan at the feeling of him filling you up and continue to ride him through the rest of his orgasm. he moved his head out of your neck and you wipe his tears off.

“thank you, baby” choso says, nuzzling his head into yours, “of course baby. anything for you.” he smiles and presses gentle kisses to your face, “can i stay inside you tonight?”

who were you to say no to him?

જ⁀➴⋆.˚ a/n: some (not proofread) sub!choso smut for tonight! for more choso smut, click here! for fluff, check my masterlist ≽^•⩊•^≼

[m1n-nie]

PT 2:; Hyperspermia on Sub!choso

(term—hyperspermia: a condition where the male has an abnormally large amount of semen; above 6ml)

an nsfwaudio of the inspo final part

"f- fuck me.." Choso whined—voice so high-pitched from how your hand's squeezing around him. "fuck m-me- ohh, p-please.. fuck me."

He didn't really expect for you to barge in the bathroom because of your worry on why he's so suddenly letting out loud noises in the room—nor did you expect him to be holding his semi-hard cock in hand with his cum splattered right down, making a large mess.

Annnnd, he also didn't expect for you to lock the bathroom door—make him a mess with your left hand whilst your right hand shoved your phone near his mouth to record his moans for 'later.'

And there he was—tired, you kept stroking the base of his dick, the tip becoming so red that it's redness is spreading to half the base from the many, many times you've edged him. Not to mention—the amount of pre-cum that's been coming out all over his dick and your hands, making it seem like he'd cum already multiple times though it's the opposite. The stickiness was so much—that he knew the recording would definitely hear those lewdly sounds.

He was tired—but fuck, did he just want your sweet pussy around him, fleshy walls tightening around his swollen cock.

"mommy—" he slipped, covering it with a following moan; "p- ppft- p- please.." Choso gasped, "fuck me.. p- please." His teary eyes widened as he looked up at you desperately, realizing his high is once again close—"s- sslow down.."

He begged—yet you continued your pace, stroking his cock up! And down, you held his chin as you pressed closer to him. You sighed his name; "Choso.. such a mess you're making." You teased, pulling his head closer to your's by his chin.

"haa- ha- haaa- fuck" he begs again—"Please.. I need- n- nneed your pretty pussy on me- p- please.." his sweaty hand desperately clinged on your wrist. "Fuck me.." he whispered. "I wanna feel like m' yours"

As his words spilled out his mouth—an abundance of his cum squirted out of his tip, white covering all over his cock and her hands—he squeaked; "t- too much"

"It's s- ssuch a waste, can you- can I have you n- now? Please? So- soo I can put it all inside you.."

Hello!! Finally, part 2.. though yes there's a part three, sorry, I cant freaking do a long ahh paged smut rn I'm busy but I hope this will feed you<3

Also, if you comment I'll tag you on the next part, thank you :c

Tags: @mythingsrhere @piixcelz @soozeu @psychobitchsyndrome @shinyfestmilkshake @namasaya

[sakurakuna]

⭑.ᐟloser!nerd!choso x gf!reader

Choso had originally invited you over to help you study for the upcoming exam in physics. Since he dormed by himself, it was more comfortable than your place with all your roommates. He made sure to prepare all his notes, but what the poor boy didn't prepare for was getting so distracted by you. I mean, you came in a sweater and sweatpants, but since Choso's room tends to get hot during the day, you took off your sweater after a while, leaving you in just a tank top without a bra.

Now Choso, who was supposed to be focused on teaching you the importance of quantum physics before, was now slowly losing his mind seeing his pretty girlfriend's tits only being held back by a flimsy piece of material that revealed more of your breasts at every slight stretch. But of course, he was much too shy to make any move, so he continued to let his fantasies swirl in his head.

Even though you were his gf, he still got shy about his attraction towards you, and you weren't oblivious to this fact; you secretly loved how shy he gets around you when he's clearly thinking about touching you.

But today was a little different. After studying, you asked Choso to cuddle and take a nap, and of course, he eagerly agreed as he always wanted to be close to you, and loved his part-time job as a big spoon.

Before squishing into the small twin XL, you rid yourself of your sweatpants, which left you in just a tank top and some small boxer shorts that barely covered your ass.

Now Choso, who was still worked up from oogling at you before, could feel his boner only getting worse as he slid in next to you. Now hyper aware of how he was pressed up against you in this ridiculously small bed with barely any clothes on. He tried his best at first to get you not to notice, but each time you moved to get comfortable, the sensation of you rubbing against him only made it worse. He started to think you had to be doing this to him on purpose, but the look on your face showed that you had to just be moving in your sleep.

Choso knew it was wrong, but he really couldn't help himself. He rationalized that it isn't so bad if he just relieves himself a little bit, just enough to stop the aching feeling, right?... That's what he told himself, but as soon as he started rutting against you, he couldn't stop himself even if he tried. The pleasure was going straight to his brain, and he was only thinking with his poor aching dick. The only thought running through his mind was how he needed more.“mmm" A small whine had escaped his lips as he continued to hump against your sleeping figure.

He quickly bit his lip to quiet the moans that threatened to escape. The last thing he wanted was for you to wake up and find him humping you like some virgin loser. But the thought of embarrassment wasn't enough to stop his continuous ruts against you. The feeling of your ass and the rough material of his boxers massaging his dick was just too addicting, and paired with the sight of your pretty tits now halfway out your top was nearly making him drool as he fought the urge to suck them.

He could feel himself slide perfectly in between your ass every now and then, testing his last bit of sanity that was keeping him from moving your cute little shorts to the side and fucking you.

He was in the feeling so deep that he didn't even realize he was about to cum just from this.

"o-oh my god" he whispered to himself in disbelief, so lost in the feeling that he forgot about your slumber.

But unknown to him, you were actually awake to hear and feel the whole thing.

[abiivcat]

mdni.

- sub!Choso getting jerked off nd edged by his [kinda] mean gf ߹𖥦߹ -

Choso’s spread out in front of you, hands clenching at the sheets as he tries not to cum.

Your hands movements slowing down as his words slip from his mouth, glancing up at him, tears beginning to brim his eyes as he watches your hand move up and down on him.

“Already ‘Cho? can’t you hold on a little longer for me? I want to keep playing with you.” the corner of your lip curling up into a small smirk.

“Please..I want to come so bad- need it baby please..” he practically wailed out, though you were tempted to just give him what he wanted, use him like the toy he is for you - you didn’t.

“You’re so pathetic…can’t even handle a little bit of edging? Thought I trained you better, baby.” you teased, snickering at his desperate attempts of getting his release.

The tears filling his eyes finally fell as his mouth dropped.

“‘m gonna cum..please don’t stop- please please.!” He begs, his body locking up.

And then - you stopped again…

“N-no! Please!” he cried out - tempted to just reach down and finish himself off.

“You really think you’re going to get what you want just because you’re begging? No, that’s not how it works, you take what I give you.” You spat out, fingertips grazing his strong thigh, inching closer but not touching, yet.

“Please mommy..wanna cum so bad..wanna be so good for you please..” dark brown eyes staring into yours with so much desperation to just have you touch him - so sensitive you think just about any kind of touch would finish him off.

“Mm..okay, ‘Cho, go ahead.” Your hand suddenly gripping him tight as you pounded your first on him - “yessss.! Right there-!” He cried out - eyes rolling back, fingers gripping the sheets so hard you’re surprised they haven’t torn.

“‘M gonna cummm.!” He bucked his hips wildly into your fist - his body locked up for a second before he came silently, his cum shooting out of his red tip, dripping down your wrist.

You let him ride out his orgasm, fist coming to a stop when he was all finished.

“T-thank yo-“ his eyes widened slightly as your hand, dirty with his cum was put up to his mouth. “You made the mess, be a good boy and clean it up.”

my first story guys pls ntm on me 🥀..

[kisscathedral]

Tender is the Prey

bunny!choso x m!wolf!reader

smut; you severely underestimated how horny a bunny can get during breeding season.

✮ top!reader, heavy prey x predator dynamics, blood, rimming, anal sex, choso gets creampied ✮

~ 1.5k words ~ MDNI | A/n: happy easter 🐰✌️

Spring, your favorite time of the year. Where bunnies start their breeding season, all eager and careless and horny, leaving the safety of their burrows to find mates like the stupid prey they are. You've been following the trail of a particularly sweet-smelling one for some time, nose twitching with anticipation. A male, young but full-grown, and pumped with hormones, too libidinous to even think of a wolf pursuing his track, exactly what you're looking for.

Your maw is eager already, overproducing saliva with a hunger only a bunny can still, but you also feel another part of your body pulsate to life, unusual for hunting. You blame the thrill of the chase, not bothering to think further into it. That is until you see him.

He's small, careless like you expected, his shiny black fur disheveled, pink nose twitching. It's almost fascinating to feel your own instincts react - not to kill and consume but to claim and breed. Every one of your senses is utterly locked on the prey, your mind so consumed by the bunny's sweet scent, there's barely capacity to question these feelings for your dinner.

The bunny turns slightly, letting you see his crimson-ringed eyes, tired and vulnerable. Seems like he's been looking for a mate for quite some time. Unsurprising, considering any bunny that had been in your territory lately has long made acquaintance with the deadliness of your teeth. He seems so different though, almost too precious to eat.

His instincts rat out the presence of danger, a spark of fear mixing into his natural scent, and it makes you growl, the stench of fear potenting his sex-ridden pheromones.

He hears the sound immidiately, ears twitching in your direction before his eyes follow. They're wide, perfectly pretty, and terrified. There's a fraction of a second of you two staring at each other, a certain calm before the storm - the bunny snaps out of it and runs.

You're quicker, reflexes sharpened by the years you spent hunting bunnies until not a single one could escape. Your paws hit his back, shoving him onto the ground with a victorious grunt. His body is so warm and so alive below you, that it makes biting his nape until it snaps nearly irresistible. Something's holding you back.

He's frantically panting underneath you, all muscles straining against your weight, every attempt futile. You lean down, snout searching for more of his addictive scent, finding that despite the utter terror, there's still arousal mixed into his pheromones. It only makes you salivate harder, the spit beginning to drip down your bared teeth and onto the animal beneath you.

"You can't run, so don't try," you growl, causing the bunny to go rigid, no longer fighting but stuck in the remaining survival tactic - frozen.

You turn him over, paws remaining on his shoulders to keep him down. His face is even prettier up close, frightened but incredibly handsome for a bunny. His wide eyes stare up at you, darting between your jaw and eyes, his lips pressed together tightly, and nose twitching continuously, taking in your dominating scent.

You lean down by instinct, your teeth hovering just above his throat. Every muscle tingles to bite, kill, consume. Yet, you don't.

"Why aren't you screaming?"

He swallows, his lips trembling before he speaks, voice so very shaky and weak, temptingly contrasting yours. "W-would it make you feel better if I did?"

You pull back, intrigued by the question. Is this bunny challenging you? You can't help the smirk pulling at your lips. "It would actually," you confess, your hand moving to his neck, claws digging into its sides with threat. "So be a good bunny and scream, yeah? Nice and loud."

He averts his eyes from you, trembling pitifully while shaking his head. He really is defying you despite the position he's in, but for some reason, you don't mind. You almost like this game and the feeling it brings, arousal evident between your legs, yet to be acknowledged.

"No?" despite wanting to keep the danger lingering in your voice, you can't stop your amusement from overshadowing it. Leaning down once more, your snout presses against the bunny's cheek, feeling its softness and warmth, all too aware of the blood flowing just below the skin. "What's your name, bunny?"

He doesn't dare to look at you, and you don't have to wait long before his name leaves his lips with a squeak. Choso. Such a pretty name too.

"Choso... you seem a little too excited for a bunny trapped by a wolf."

He squeals beautifully when you press your body downwards, thrusting onto Choso's arousal. You feel him shake even more, every muscle vibrating against you, but you're starting to question if it truly is only fear causing his body to react so extremely.

"M-maybe I like being trapped..."

Your eyes snap back to his, darkened by lustful intrigue. Your hand squeezes his throat, watching the bunny gasp and strain against you. "By a wolf?"

".... by you." So this strange attraction is mutual. You can't help but growl, not sure if you should invite or fight these feelings. Although, your body has long made its decision.

Almost involuntarily, your hips grind downwards again, not to taunt him this time but to still the throbbing hunger between your thighs. Choso's mouth is pliant underneath your tongue as you lick over it, possessive and testing, seeing if the bunny means it. He does, chasing your lick with wanting lips, his face burning almost as red as the color around his eyes. You can't help a grin.

"So you're giving yourself to me?"

As soon as the approving whimper left the bunny's fragile throat, you have him flipped around again, relishing in the surprised squeal. "Don't expect me to give you back then," you mutter against his back, resisting the urge to bite while moving downwards.

He's bare within seconds, and put into position, pretty pink hole twitching for you to claim underneath the perfectly round bunny tail, white and adorably fluffy. It seems almost out of place with how pure it looks. Long strings of saliva drip to the ground, betraying your eagerness before you finally lean forward and lick a stripe up his ass.

His taste makes you shudder, the sweet scent that evoked all of his paling in comparison. You push into him, claiming anything you can reach, humming against his skin before pulling out again, watching a string of wetness connecting you two. Hunger overtakes and your tongue is once again engulfed by his muscles, taking your fill.

He's squirming and panting by the time you're satiated, milky thighs tensed, showcasing the impressive muscles a bunny must possess. Still eager, your lips trail over his back, leaving a wet trail when saliva suddenly mixes with blood, instincts having gotten the better of you.

He screams, finally, twitching away from you after your teeth sunk into him, but he's stopped by a rough hand holding his hip. You shush him, hungrily licking the sweet essence from his trembling back before you move higher to his neck. Your breath is hot against him, both soothing and threatening.

"Too late to run now, Choso."

He chokes on a moan when your cock pushes against him, his hands balling to fists against the muddy forest floor, and another scream rips through the trees as his muscles are forced open for you. Deliberately slow, you keep going, filling the bunny with your thickness, spurred by the pained whimpers - his scent betrays how good you make him feel, how eager he is for more.

You gasp when he's wrapped around you fully, way too warm and tight to handle. Who'd have thought a bunny could be good for anything besides nutrition? You pant against his shoulder, abdomen feeling tight, filled with pleasure and the need to breed this bunny until there's no doubt he belongs to you now. Mercy has become a foreign concept while your hips snap into his, forceful and relentless.

His high-pitched squeak when he comes makes your ears ring, his insides tightening even more, coaxing you into a fruitful orgasm yourself. Your dick throbs with each spurt of cum you pump into him, thick and gooey when you pull out and watch it trail out of his hole.

You're panting, pumped with adrenaline, much like Choso, who falls to the ground with shut eyes and shaking legs. You watch him, catching the almost fond gaze in your eyes and correcting it. This is still a bunny, after all. Prey. Nothing to be admired.

You nudge him onto his back, crawling over his fragile and spent body, finding your face right in front of his. Choso's shaky breaths fan against your snout, his eyes in suspense, trying to read your thoughts through your expression. You lean down to kiss him properly this time, getting another taste of his insides with a searching tongue.

"This doesn't make you safe, little bunny," you growl, teeth grazing his jaw, "it just makes you mine."

[sweetheartfortoji]

ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝“You’re my sweet boy, aren’t you?”

content warning: 18+, nsfw, sub!male, dom!fem, cock tease, degradation&praise, sex toys, cock ring, sounding rod, orgasm delay&denial, blowjobs, pet names, overstimulation, whimpering, crying. minor proofread

“Hm, did you just say fuck you already?”

“How demanding.”

You watch him buck beneath you as you mock him. He’s pent up and eager to cum anywhere, and probably everywhere. A steady orgasm builds in the base of his spine, at the tip of his cock, because of the pure torture it is to be at your whims.

“Y—Yes—pleaseplease!” He babbles all brokenly. You smirk, while seated between his trembling thighs. Eyes glimmering as you stare up at your perfect boyfriend with this new found light in your eyes. He’s so cute like this, begging and trembling.

Obedient.

Attached to the sensitive underside of his cock is the new toy you got for him and him alone, a vibrating cock ring—or in your words when you introduced it to him “a cute little cock ring!” He knew exactly what he was getting himself into the second he’d agreed, all he has to do now is reap the consequences.

Holding back was a lot harder than he thought though. The vibrations felt extremely intense with the way you had it pressed right up against his frenulum. He was a mess, teary eyes rolling to the back of his head—jaw slack, drool stuck to the corner of his mouth. Mind dizzy with nothing but need.

“God, you’re so cute baby, look at you. Does it feel good?” You coo sweetly, while wrapping your hand around the base of his cock. He jumps in your hand, gasping loud and pathetic as you lean forward, catching the build of precum at the tip. laving your tongue over the head as he jerks and sputters like you’ve pained him.

“Y—you’re torturing me—f-fuck, I wanna cum p-please—agh!”

A keened mewl slips from his lips, abs tightening, fingers twisting into the couch when your plump lips wrap around the head of his cock, sucking cruelly. With every soft kitten lick you make his brain spaz. In an instant you’ve made him mush.

“That’s not what I asked you.” You pop your lips off, probing the tip with the tip of your tongue.

“It feels g-good—“ he slurs with a desperate whimper, mind reeling. He’s too sensitive to think straight, your mouth is too warm—and your tongue is doing things he’d never thought possible. “You feel s-so good baby—“ he sobs pitifully, tears streaking down his rosy cheeks.

A jolt of heat shoots right towards your cunt, you’re soaked. Lacy panties sticking to your slit, you’re not too bothered by it, because the sight of him is enough to make you lose your mind.

The vibrations of the cock ring make things a hundred times worse, he’s surprised he’s lasted this long, he doesn’t think he can take it anymore. It feels so good it hurts, it hurts so good he wants more. He’s been begging for a while now he’s sure, every time he approaches an orgasm you remove your mouth. Turn off the cock ring and just stare at him while he silently cries.

“Good boy, I love it when you listen to me,” you purr, warm breath brushing the front of his cock as your tongue darts out against one of the pulsing veins. “You wanna cum for me?”

“Mmn—ff-fuck I do—I do, I wanna cum—I’ll do anything—please I can’t hold it-“

You can’t hide the enjoyment you get from seeing him like this, a smile tugs at the corner of your mouth. Glancing up at him as he glances down at you with nothing but desperation.

“Fine, I’ll let you cum—“

He’s immediately shooting his load, hot ropes of cum splurt out against your face. Landing across your cheek, partially over your eyelid. He lets out a sound that’s pathetic, and wet—the cutest little sob you’ve ever heard him make. You watch his chest heave, leaning away from him with a blank expression, because the wheels in your heard are turning like never before.

You use your thumb to wipe some of the cum off your eyebrow, bringing it to your tongue.

“You were so desperate that you couldn’t even wait for me to finish. I didn’t know my favorite boy could be such a slut,” while shaking your head in disappointment you reach to the side of the couch, “I’m a little sad.”

A lie.

You pause briefly.

“You’re my sweet boy, aren’t you?”

“Mhm.” He replies mindlessly, voice small.

He hears you unpacking something, but he can hardly lift his head off the back of the couch. Throughly ruined, but you’re not satisfied. It takes him an odd, embarrassingly long second to understand your words. You’re already turning off the cock ring, slowly taking it off.

Noting the way his sensitive cock twitches from even the smallest brush of your fingertips.

So cute and sensitive.

“I was gonna say—that I’ll let you cum, but only if you could hold out for another two minutes like the good boy I was positive you could be.” The moment you wrap your hand around his cock, he hardens. Embarrassing he knows, he can’t exactly help himself.

Especially when he has to abruptly lift his head, “Wa—wait a second—ah—I’m still s-sensitive-“ to whine about the fact that he just came. He meets your eyes, his own widening—you’re staring up at him, eyes heavy, glazed over with that feral type of lust that makes his brain tingle with thrill.

“I’m not done with you ya’ know, and as much as I wanna,” you breathe heavy, using the flat of your tongue to lick away the creamy mess of cum along the front of his cock, “make this pretty cock cum, I really want to break you even more.”

He swallows, tries to stop his hips from jerking forward. Instead he grits his teeth and focuses on keeping his hands to himself as you hold his gaze. Something glints in your other hand when you lift it up, a long thin piece of metal with a slight bigger tip that you press against the pad of your thumb to hold steady. You bring it towards the tip of his cock and he immediately knows what it is.

One second he’s in too much shock to say anything, the next he’s letting out the most wreaked sound when you slide the entirety of the rod into his urethra. Despite the initial surprise he doesn’t regret not listening.

Especially when you finally stand, fingers slipping into the waist band of your panties, and he can’t take his eyes off you when you start to step out of them. The honeyed sound of voice hits him like a drug and he’s in a trance he doesn’t want to think about escaping.

“Now, you’re gonna fuck me until I’m satisfied.”

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a/n: i think we can all collectively agree that naoya deserves to be humiliated. That’s why he’s been included.

[egglain]

Choso is everyone’s favourite boy. Even your mom’s, which is saying something. Always the gentleman, he’s so in tune with your needs and emotions— he’s a sensitive soul.

In public, he’s perfect. Holds your bags when you shop, opens doors, and always has his card out before you can think to find your wallet. He’s great at grounding you, making sure you stop for food and drinks. And Choso loves to share. He doesn’t care about stares you receive as his fork flies over your plates to give you a bite of his order.

At home, he helps you with your shoes, makes sure you park yourself on the couch while he takes care of putting things away. Even though he’s still getting the hang of cooking, you never go to bed hungry— even if it means ordering in with a movie.

He really is the sweetest.

Outside the bedroom.

explicit content under the cut. 18+, mdni.

Behind closed doors, Choso is a different creature.

Depraved doesn’t even begin to cover it.

It never starts out that way, of course— no, it’s always wholesome at the beginning. Falling asleep, Choso pulls you closer to his chest as his leg wraps over your hip. It’s an innocent gesture, cuddling in as you begin to drift off.

That is, until he starts rutting up against you.

How could he not? Your smell, your body against him, your sleepy mumbles of endearment— he couldn’t help himself.

Which is how you end up with your bottoms around your ankles and his wet, pulsing cock twitching between your thighs.

He’d hump them messily, hands fondling your chest and nipples, bringing himself to the edge before stopping to kiss you.

He loved playing this game— getting himself close just to pull away, until his legs were shaking with need and his cock was so hard and heavy it hurt.

By then, of course, he’d be too far gone.

“Just the tip— please. Please, baby— just— just the tip and I’ll stop.”

Squeezing his balls and jerking his base just a little too rough, he’d babble for it. Beg. Beg until his eyes were stinging with tears, until you were reaching down to spread yourself open for him.

One nudge of his soaked, throbbing head against your too-hot hole would have him seeing stars. Toes curling and sharp teeth sinking into your shoulder, he’d paint you white between grunts and whines.

“Fuck— wasted it— needs to go inside. Need to be inside. Please.”

Which is how you end up pinned under him, Choso drilling you into the pillows as he desperately tries to fuck his cum inside.

Your hissed gasps and choked-off moans have his cock leaking like a faucet; he slips out too many times to count, but he’s nothing if not determined. He fucks into your tight little hole with unparalleled speed, the slap of his balls against your ass sure to brand your skin.

He’s never satisfied, finishing like this— as stuffed as you are.

No, he needs to see you.

So, you’re wrangled onto your back, Choso’s shaking form above you as he slides home once more. He nestles his cock as deep as he can reach, tears falling from the overstimulation. His cock feels raw, weeping and burning from the incessant pounding, but he can’t stop his hips.

Poor thing.

Nothing gets him harder than this— your lips on his cheeks, kissing away his tears and cooing as his tip stirs your insides. Your legs around his waist, your nails clawing at his back, the feeling of your chest against his— it’s all too much.

He’d cum crying, shaking as his hips stutter, fucking his cum deep inside.

He’d fall asleep like that, plugging his seed inside you, trembling in your grasp.

You’d wake up to strong hands on your thighs, tongue prodding at your insides as he cleans you up.

“Thank you— thank you—“

Muffled into your skin, you can barely make out what he says.

But of course, you already know.

He’s your sweet boy, after all.

[c4toru]

a sweet kiss — choso

you had just bought a ton of new lipsticks in attempt to find one that was truly the prettiest color for you! you hated being so indecisive about choosing your favorites, which is why you just pleaded with your boyfriend to let you try and test your dilemma on his pretty face!

choso is following your every move intently as you plaster the maroon colored lipstick onto your plump lips. you’re gently tossing the stick aside and reach for his face to tilt it to the side, landing kiss after kiss across your bashful canvas. you sit up to admire your artwork, letting out a soft giggle, “you look pretty choso”. he’s throwing his head to the side to cover his face, ears turning a bright red, “…are you done yet? i need to wipe this stuff off my fa—”, you’re cutting him off a firm kiss to his softened lips.

your hands are sneakily moving lower down his solid body, pushing the hem of his shirt upwards. “mmm i’m still unsure about this color, gimmie some more time kay?” you mumble against choso’s swollen lips. you’re giving a few slight pecks to his neck before hopping of his lap to lay between his spread legs. he opens his mouth to protest but is quickly shut down when he feels you plant soft kisses to his lower abdomen, covering his happy trail in faint red shades of lipstick.

“oh look how pretty! don’t you think?” you question, staring up at your precious boyfriend in awe. he’s staring down at you through his fingers which are now shielding his facial expressions. “no! this feels so embarrassing i-” you grip his growing bulge through his sweatpants, “well this is telling me otherwise.. i think he wants a kiss too.” you grin, taking your lower lip in between your teeth.

he can barely feel the firm smooches you’re pressing to his clothed bulge but it’s enough friction to make him whimper and his pretty cock twitch within the confines of his sweats. you’re hooking your fingers into his waistbands, giving his sweatpants and underwear a hard tug down his meaty thighs. his thick cock is springing up to slap against his toned stomach, tip blushing, and pearly pre-cum already threatening to spill from his slit.

“can i give him a kiss cho?” you tease, your hand lightly grazing the underside of his hefty cock as you press antagonizing kisses across his meaty thighs. “ngh, yes j-just do it already! please..” choso finally pleads, his mocha eyes are hazy as he glances down at you with his jaw slightly slacked open.

you start at his base, just barely brushing past his weighty balls, his cock twitching repeatedly, and make your way up from the underside of his cock to his tip , suckling on the bitter liquid oozing out from his slit. you’re letting small dribbles of spit fall from your pursed lips onto his mushroom tip. “please honey, no more teasing nngh!” he replies honestly, whining in desperation.

you begin to take his cock down your throat with your tongue swirling around the sides, eyes fluttering. “fuckk— s’too good ah!” he mewls, drool spilling from the corner of his mouth as his hand combs through your silky strands of hair. your thighs are clenched together, feeling your arousal pooling in your panties, the whimpers he’s spewing are making you moan around his cock, vibrations enhancing the shake in his thighs.

“r-right there! just like that pretty.. h-hah take it!” one of your delicate hands is gripping his base while the other grounds itself on his lower abdomen, periodically rubbing soft circles across his happy trail. globs of spit are pouring out from your mouth, eyes welling up with tears as you repeatedly gag on the thickness of his shaft. “mmf- feels so good.. please suck it all out of me anghhh!” he yawps, biting into his knuckles to drown out his whimpers.

you release his cock with a pop! and move down to his balls, hand still jerking his cock, spit coating your hand. “you gonna cum? hmm pretty boy..” you’re so incredibly cockdrunk with a smitten grin plastered over your face, popping his plumpness into your mouth. choso almost short circuited the moment he made eye contact with your devilish eyes, yearning for more. “yes ah! on your f-face please.. wanna be messy.” he mumbles, you’re eyes widen a bit in shock at such naughty words coming from your cute n shy boyfriend.

you bite your lip in response, grinning from ear to ear before laying your tongue flat leading from his spit covered balls to his reddened crown. “pfft” you spit on his shaft, swallowing his girth as you bob your head up n down. all that can be heard throughout the room is gagging and choso’s slick growing louder over his cries of pleasure. “m’cumming! o-oh— waittt nngh!” you release his cock from your mouth, jerking him over your lolled out tongue, hand tightening around his tip.

you close your eyes when you feel his salty liquid spurt out across your face, white ropes coating your tongue while he jerks his hips upwards for more release. “you came so much cho..” youre giggling, the bitter substance relishing on your tastebuds while choso looks like he’s about to cry, he’s so embarrassed.

“i’m so sorry! pretty girl i wasn’t thinking i— ” he babbles, you’re cutting him off with a sweetened kiss to his lips, cum still all over your flushed face. you’re pulling him towards you by the collar of his shirt, “just fuck me already cho.”

his doe eyes are staring back at yours when he utters, “kay.”

a/n : hey guys :) this is just something i wrote while i was bored.. this is nawt proofread at all T-T likes & reblogs are always appreciated! hope you enjoy <3