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chosocutegf · 29 days

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ᡣ𐭩 Choso x fem!reader

ᡣ𐭩 cunningulus

One thing Choso always makes sure to do is worship you. He loves you deeply and one way he likes to show it, is through actions. He loves to take his time with you when you are particularly tired to have sex, and he doesn’t want you to move even a single finger, letting him do everything.

He finds you laying on your stomach in bed and his eyes scans down your body, especially at the way the short nightdress clings to your body. He slowly walks closer to the bed, his gaze trailing down your legs and your soft skin that he can’t wait to touch. He hovers above you, softly leaving kisses all over your bare shoulders and neck, before kissing your cheek as you keep your eyes closed. When you ask him what he is doing, he will simply tell you that he wants to take care of you.

He positions himself between your legs and leans down to kiss your ankles, calves and back of your thighs where he reaches the hem of your nightdress. He glances up at you and, with a soft voice, he asks you, “can I remove your dress, baby?”.

And how can you tell him no. So you nod, and he thanks you as he raises the dress slowly, whining at the sight of your drenched cunt under it and your perfect ass. He leaves teasing kisses there before following the raising dress with his lips.

You help him remove it and, when you are left naked under him, Choso can’t help but palm his cock in his pants, already stiff and leaking just from the sight of you. He leans down, his hands moving to your hips and massaging your skin gently while he leaves kisses against the back of your thighs, slowly making his way up.

Sometimes, a “you’re so beautiful” or “i love you so much” leave his lips because he can’t help but praise you anytime he is close to you. He gently spreads your legs apart and smiles when he hears your giggle and sees you squirming slightly because he accidentally tickled you.

He licks his lips at the sight of your wet folds waiting for him. He kisses your ass, spreading your buttocks to reach your cunt better. He moans softly at the smell of you and you hear the bed moving slightly because Choso is rutting against the mattress, turned on by you.

He praises you as he leans down to lick and slurp your juices, exploring your folds and making sure to give your little bud attention. But he wants to make the moment last, so he pulls away reluctantly, and kisses his way up your back, his hands following him.

He makes you turn around and when you look up, you see his half lidded eyes full of desire and tenderness looking down at you. He eagerly meets your lips when you pull him down, and lets your tongues meet sloppily. He is soft with you, and touches you as if you were pure porcelain under his cure. Even during the kiss, his hand gently cup your face, moaning softly at the sweet taste your mouth has.

Then he starts over again. He kisses his way up from your feet, until he reaches your soft inner thighs. He spreads your legs wide and you giggle softly at the sensation of his breath hitting your skin. His gaze is fixed on your pussy and the way it beckons him to get closer, get a taste. He nudges his nose against your folds, groaning before he properly licks a stripe up, kissing your cunt shortly after.

He revels in the moans you let out, thinking that there isn’t anything better than that sound. If he could keep you like this forever, he thinks he would. Because for him, there is nothing better than have you relaxed and happy while he takes care of you.

And he doesn’t really care that his cock is hard against his pants, because he wants to take care of you, and he can wait a little bit more. So he happily makes out with your wet pussy, his hands moving to the back of your knees and pushing them against your chest, blocking you under him. Choso is messy and even if you complain, he doesn’t stop.

Your juices combined with his spit dribble down your asshole, but Choso is quick to lick it away too, making sure than when he is done, you’re all clean. He lowers your legs when you complain that you can’t take it anymore because in these moments he wants to make you feel good and relax, not overstimulate you. He leaves one last kiss to your swollen pussy, and kisses up your navel and stomach, getting ready to give your breasts the well deserved attention.

When you look down at him, you have to suppress a smile at the sight of his fucked out face, his eyes soft and completely lost in the sight of you. He is bewitched from you and the only thing he can think about is worshipping you. Worshipping you as if you were his goddess.

You caress his hair as he wraps his lips around your nipple, whining when he can’t give the same attention to the other. So he switches nipple and closes his eyes while he sucks on it. His hands palm lazily at your tits and you observe how he relaxes on top of you, sloppily grinding his covered cock against your thigh.

Your nipples are stiff and swollen when Choso is done with them and, when you glance at his face, his eyes are half lidded and fixed on your face, a blissful expression on his.

He loves to worship you and make you feel loved, so when he is done, you’re almost asleep from the way he gently took care of you. You can see in his enraptured expression that he enjoys doing this, so whenever you’re tired, you patiently wait for him to fulfill his desires to worship you.

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#.gg reblogs ᯓ★#choso x female reader #choso #choso smut #choso x reader

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chosocutegf · 29 days

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someone send me some Choso ideas because i can’t think about anything for my pretty boy (╥﹏╥)

#.gg talks ᯓ★#jjk choso #choso jjk #choso smut #choso fluff #choso #choso kamo #choso x y/n #choso x female reader #jujutsu kaisen choso #choso x you #choso x reader #choso x gn reader #choso x chubby reader

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chosocutegf · 30 days

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ᡣ𐭩 Choso x fem!reader

ᡣ𐭩 cunningulus

Your nipples are stiff and swollen when Choso is done with them and, when you glance at his face, his eyes are half lidded and fixed on your face, a blissful expression on his.

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chosocutegf · 30 days

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ignore the fact that i changed my profile picture at least ten times in a few minutes just to go back to a slightly different version of the original one…….

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chosocutegf · 30 days

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just changed the main color on my page!! tell me what you think about it ૮꒰⸝⸝> <⸝⸝꒱ა

#.gg talks ᯓ★#i love pink #i think i should change the profile picture but i don’t know what to use

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chosocutegf · 30 days

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just had the most embarrassing interaction with a man that ringed my doorbell just to ask if he could check the water in the building i live in or IDK ………. but at least that made me think about a new fic 🤭🤭

#.gg talks ᯓ★#will i ever have a normal interaction with men #probably not #wanted to run away honestly

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chosocutegf · 1 month

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jealousy ⋆⭒˚.⋆

ᡣ𐭩 husband!Miguel x fem!reader

ᡣ𐭩 p in v, unprotected sex, creampie, oral (m!receiving), brat taming, size kink if you squint

Miguel was typically quite good at self-control. As a well-known figure in his field, he couldn't afford to get worked up over petty matters. He was regarded as an important figure, so he gradually learned to control his emotions. Nothing could really get him upset, and when he did, he knew how to calm himself down before lashing out at someone else.

However, at that time, he felt so furious that he believed he could turn the world upside down. And he wasn't usually the jealous kind, but his hand held the glass so tightly that he thought he heard a break. So he placed it down, never moving his gaze away from the dance floor, where you were.

He was seated at the bar in the colorful resort where he was staying with you for your vacations, his stare fixed on you the entire time; nothing could take his attention away from you. You were dancing a few steps away from him, with a drink in your hand and a way too short dress that did nothing to cover your plump thighs. He adjusted his cock in his briefs, swearing to himself as he watched you dance around provocatively, your free hand holding your hair up. He felt himself slipping as you turned around to face him with a mocking grin on your face. You were aware of your effect on him and were loving the attention you were receiving from all of the men present.

Miguel could feel himself at the limit, his stiff cock pressing against his pants, and if he could, he would’ve already taken you right there and there to show everyone that you were his, and no one else. His gaze slowly trailed down your body: your breasts bouncing under your dress from the movements you were making, and he swore when he noticed that you weren’t wearing any bra from your nipples poking against the material. His pupils dilated when he looked lower, fixing on the way you were moving your hips at the rhythm of the song, your ass enticingly swaying while your plump thighs jiggled.

He took a long breath and finished his drink before returning his eyes to you. He wasn't expecting to see a guy approach you. He tightened up but decided to stay back and see what you did; he trusted you completely, but he knew you liked to make him jealous on purpose. He watched as you giggled at something the guy said, biting your lower lip as you continued to dance, giving doe eyes to the other man.

Miguel could only see red, and he jumped up in an instant as he noticed the person taking one too many steps towards you and reaching up with his filthy hand to touch you. You turned aside, and your husband quickly approached you, towering over you and placing his arm around your waist while glaring at the man. "Back off," he commanded the man, his voice low and menacing, pulling you into him and watching the man's eyes widen in panic before walking away.

You tried to hide your grin at the scene, biting your bottom lip; you could feel Miguel’s hard chest against your back, and as you kept swaying your hips under his bruising grip, you could feel his bulge brushing your lower back. Your husband leaned down to your ear and hissed, “I should take you right here in front of everyone to show everyone you are mine”. You felt a wave of pleasure spread through your body and you arched your back, smirking when Miguel subtly ground his hips against you, his lips still pressed against your ear, “but you would enjoy that, wouldn’t you? To show everyone your slutty cunt and the way she takes me”.

When you didn't respond, Miguel spun you around and pulled you closer, one hand firmly grabbing your hips and the other clutching the nape of your neck to force you to look at him. When you peeked up into his eyes and saw the jealousy and lust flowing in them as he towered over you, a grin formed on your lips. He leaned down, your mouths a breath away while he kept his gaze fixed on yours, “me enfadas tanto cuando te comportas así… Pero eso ya lo sabes, no?” (you make me so angry when you behave like this… but you already know that, don’t you?). You nodded his words, holding his gaze as you took a sip from your drink.

In a second, Miguel snatched the glass from your fingers and took your hand, tugging you behind him, “we are going home”. He left the glass at the bar and walked quickly outside, almost making you run to catch up. You gripped his wrist, nibbling your bottom lip in anticipation of what would happen. The walk home took a few minutes, and when your husband opened the door, he nearly threw you in.

He caged you against the nearest wall, pressing his towering frame against you before capturing your lips in a bruising kiss. You moaned against him and arched your back, bringing your arms to wrap around his neck and pulling him impossibly closer, parting your lips when you felt his tongue probe at your mouth. You felt your knees almost giving up under you when his tongue dominantly explored your warm mouth, pushing his lips harder against you. His hands were caressing all over your body, finally reaching your ass and squeezing, before pulling you taut against his hips.

“Mig,” you moaned when you felt his cock pressing against you. He pulled back, panting and looked down at you, his eyes almost black from lust. He pushed against your shoulder before growling, “on your knees”. Oh, he was mad. You nodded, not wanting to defy him, before slowly kneeling in front of him, your hands fumbling to open his pants. Miguel’s hand gripped your hair and observed as you pulled down his pants, gasping when his hard dick slapped against your cheek.

You squeezed your thighs together before taking his length in your hands, stroking it as you raised your gaze to look up at him with doe eyes. He tugged your hair, making your lips press against his tip, where precum was already oozing out, “Abre la boca, cariño,” (open your mouth, sweetheart) he instructed you. You slowly parted your lips, your eyes widening when he forced his cock inside your mouth, pushing you against him until your nose hit his navel and you gagged. He pulled you back and you whined softly as you looked up at him, spit connecting your mouth to his tip.

Your husband raised his brows to dare you say something but groaned when you leaned in and took his dick back inside your wet mouth again. “Ay, mami… así, no te pares,” (like this, don’t stop) he growled, holding your head as he rutted his big cock inside your mouth. You kept your gaze on him, your eyes tearing from the way his tip repeatedly hit your throat and kept your jaw wide open until it hurt. He pulled you away to let you breathe, before he quickly shoved you back down on him, groaning and setting up a fast pace. “You like to have your throat used, don’t you?”.

You whined around him at his words and he hissed, thrusting deeper inside you to make you gag. Your nails sinked in his hips, trying to hold yourself up from the raw pace he set, his balls hitting your chin as he threw his head back, growling at the way your tongue swirled around his cock, “Mierda, mami… I’m gonna cum”. You hummed around him, opening your eyes to look up at him and hollowing your cheeks.

However, Miguel pulled you away before cumming, his cock twitching at the loss of your warm mouth. You whined as you looked up at him, wiping away the tears and the spit rolling down your chin. You leaned closer, opening your mouth to take him again but he stepped back, clicking his tongue and putting his cock back inside his pants, “stand up”. You pouted as you slowly stood up, holding yourself against him, hoping that your legs didn’t give up under you. You gasped when Miguel picked you up and threw you over his shoulder.

“I can walk, Miguel!” you whined, squirming in his grip, “shut up, brat,” he said, slapping your ass. Your gaze was fixed to his muscular chest, and you reached down to slip a hand under his shirt, grinning when you felt him shiver under your touch. In a few strides Miguel reached the bedroom and opened the door with a kick. He settled you down and glared down at you as he gripped your chin, “Strip down, cariño”. You bit your lip at his words, pouting as you gave him doe eyes, your hands resting on his chest, “I’m sorry, papí… didn’t want to make you angry”. Your husband narrowed his eyes, seeing just right through your innocent façade, “do I have to remove that dress myself?”. Your breath hitched at his words, and you swallowed before shaking your head.

Miguel left your chin and sat down at the edge of the bed, keeping his hard stare on you as you reached down for the hem of the dress, slowly tugging it over your head until you were naked in front of him. When you looked back at your husband, you saw his gaze trailing down your body, hunger in his eyes, “no panties?”. You bit your lower lip at his reprimand, blushing and taking a step towards him until he rested his hands on your hips and pulled you to stand between his legs. His calloused hands felt hot against your body, making your cunt clench around nothing.

Your husband leaned closer, biting the soft flesh of your breast and slapping your ass, “you had this planned, didn’t you?,” he murmured, glancing up at you. You didn’t answer his question and, at your reaction, he slapped your ass again, making you flinch and arch your back, “no, Mig,” you murmur hurriedly. Miguel raised a brow, his hands caressing the back of your thighs as he observed your face, “tch, eres una mentirosa, mamí,” (you’re a liar) he hissed, slapping one last time your ass before gently pushing you away. You shivered at the loss of his warmth against you, and felt exposed as he air brushed against your naked skin.

“On all fours, ass up,” he ordered you while standing up, discarding his clothes. A few moments later, a groan left his lips when he turned around and saw your ass up in the air, red from his spanks, and waiting for him patiently, your cunt dripping with arousal. He walked to the bed, kneeling behind you and placing his hands on your buttocks, spreading them to look better at your wet folds, “such a pretty pussy, mamí”. You whined at his words, feeling your hole gaping as you arched your back, shaking your ass to silently ask him to do something. You could clearly tell from his reactions that he was enjoying the way you surrendered under him.

“Use your words,” he ordered you, and you whined, hiding your face in your pillow before mumbling a few begs for him. You gasped when he tugged your hair back, pressing his chest down against your back to speak to your ear, “No te oí, mamí” (i didn’t hear you). You bit your lower lip, closing your eyes when he left your hair, and after raising your head back from the sheets, you murmured, “p-please, papí, I’m sorry… I-I need you, please”.

Miguel smirked behind you, and slapped your ass before positioning his cock at your entrance and sliding inside. You moaned, gripping the sheets as he set a punishing pace, thrusting inside you as if he hated you. You could feel his hips hitting the back of your thighs harshly, making your body slip across the sheets. He gripped your hips, pushing you back against him and groaned when your walls fluttered around him, “eres tan apretada, puta madre” (you’re so tight, mothefucker).

You cried out, trying to stay upright as your husband drilled inside you, his cock bullying your walls and your sweet spot repeatedly. His hands moved to caress your back before gripping your rippling ass and tugging you back to meet his hard thrusts, making him reach a deeper spot inside you with his big cock. “Fuuuck, Mig, please… f-fuck, s’full,” you whined, closing your eyes and resting your head against the sheets, letting your husband fold you in half. If you could look back, you would see him looking down at you with hunger, his tanned skin covered with a layer of sweat and glistening under the dim lights of the room.

Miguel grinned and stroked his sweaty hair away from his forehead, before placing a foot on the bed and angling his cock deeper inside you. You screamed at the feeling and your walls tightened around him, feeling your mind going mush at the pleasure he was making you feel. “That’s it, mi amor, does it feel good?,” he groaned, pounding harder inside you and enjoying the way you were starting to drool from the way his cock felt inside you.

“Y-yes… please, p-papí, mor- ah!,” you mumbled, trying to form a coherent phrase before he reached down to rub your clit in tight circles. You squirmed under him, moaning his name loudly at the pleasure spreading through every inch of your limbs, “ssh, cariño, that’s it… cum for me”. And you didn’t need to be told twice as you came around him, squeezing his cock so hard until it almost hurt. He rutted inside you rapidly and deep at the pleasure spreading through his nerves, his cock twitching inside you violently, “Ay, coño! I’ll fill you up, mamí, take it all, fuuck!”.

Your husband stilled inside you with a growl, throwing his head back as he spilled his cum inside you, filling you up completely. He lazily fucked inside you as he rode the last waves of his orgasm, before he pulled back to look at his cum oozing out of your abused hole. You panted as you stayed with your hips up in the air, unable to move while your hole was gaping and Miguel’s seed came out of you in thick white globes.

He spread his cum around your cunt, grinning when you whined and tried to pull away, “you have such a pretty cunt… pity that you think more with her instead of with your head”. You pouted at his words, and let your hips collapse down, before glancing back at your husband, “mean,” you murmured. Miguel chuckled huskily and crawled over you, kissing from your shoulders until he reached your lips, “maybe next time you’ll think twice before making me angry”.

You hummed and kissed him back lazily, unable to move as you looked up at him with a pout. He cooed at you and caressed your back, kissing your forehead, “c’mon let’s get you cleaned up”.

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chosocutegf · 1 month

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THIS MADE ME LAUGH SO MUCH PLS (the picture is literally me)

Hello!! I am here with husband!Miguel requests!

How would he act towards the reader during different holidays like Valentine’s Day or Christmas? 🙈 What does he have planned?

I love this series! You’re doing amazing. 🩵

HIIII AND THANK YOUU, ur so precious ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡

cw: suggestive

OKAY SOOOOO, the Miguel i’m imagining here is not the spider-man one probably (because at least he isn’t emotionally unavailable, sorry) and he would be simply a genetic engineer, working at Alchemax. He is pretty busy during the weeks, so he considers those festivities really important, and he makes sure to take days off so he can properly spend time with you.

For Christmas: he makes sure the tree is ready for the special day, presents are under it and the whole house screams ‘it’s Christmas!!’. He wants everything to be perfect for you, so if there is anything you want to do with him, he will probably do it. He also wants to spend time with your respective families, so he will organise dinners and lunches with them. On Christmas day, when it’s time to unwrap presents, he can’t hold back his laugh when he sees that you got you two matching pyjamas. (i’ll leave you check the photo, because it made me snort and I couldn’t help put it here, knowing that Miguel would demonstrate it what’s written on itshortly after)

For Valentine’s Day: he would be intense and passionate. Everyone knows that he is a big romantic, so he does all those predictable things. First thing first, you wake up with him waiting for you in the kitchen, a box of chocolate and a bouquet of your favourite flowers waiting for you too. He would use the excuse that it’s Valentine’s Day to keep you in bed and make love to you all day. However, for dinner he would take you out, not to a fancy restaurant, but to a little diner that’s special for you two. Maybe it’s because that’s where you met, or where he brought you for your first Valentine’s Day, and he wants to keep the tradition. He wants to show you how much he loves you and appreciates you, so he makes sure that at the end of the day, the only thing you can master to say is his name.

#.gg reblogs ᯓ★#I LAUGHED SO HARD #wasn’t expecting it #miguel o’hara imagine #miguel o’hara x y/n #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o’hara drabble #miguel o’hara

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chosocutegf · 1 month

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maybe the problem is me because i have my period, but i can’t stop thinking about Miguel with babies or something about Miguel x pregnant!reader…………….

someone save me pls my head is FULL

#.gg talks ᯓ★#how does a person stop thinking about Miguel #because it has been like this for almost a year now #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel spiderverse #miguel o’hara #miguel o’hara smut #miguel o'hara x reader

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chosocutegf · 1 month

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Omg omg omg I love ur vacation au sm I just thought of something. So, we know that his wife wants to go get shitfaced, and so she does. She’s grinding on her man all night until he has to pee. He goes to the bathroom and he come back, and 😮 she’s grinding on another man! Why you may ask? She found her husband ofc! (That’s not her husband, it’s another dude named Miguel in the same color shirt 😭 and he’s also (probably) very confused)

I need Miguel’s reaction plz cuz ur writing is amazing. Thank you!!!

THANK YOUUU ANON, U ARE SO CUTE!! ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝•༝•⸝⸝ᐢ꒱⸒⸒

are you a mind reader perhaps?? because that’s the fic im gonna publish later hehe 🤭 something is gonna be different from what you wrote, but it’s surely similar 🪷

#.gg answers ᯓ★#miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o'hara

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chosocutegf · 1 month

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YOURE MAKING ME BLUSH HERE PLS (,,>﹏<,,)

Hi Angel!! wanted to drop by to say that i’m so happy to be your mutual ૮꒰⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝꒱ა

sometimes i come across your works, and i love the way you write!! hope to see more of your works on my page, have a great day! mwuah <33

arghhhh no pls I get so excited seeing you on my dash!! ur Miguel drabbles are so so so good !! I will ALWAYS eat them up ❤️❤️ hoping you have an amazing day/ night :) 🫶🏾

#.gg talks ᯓ★#so precious #kisses for u 😚😚

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chosocutegf · 1 month

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morning sex with your boyfriend ⋆⭒˚.⋆

Choso x fem!reader

cw: p in v, unprotected sex

The morning light shines through the curtains, gently illuminating the room, while a pleasant breeze rushes from the open window, cooling the sticky summer air and making the curtains ruffle. In your haze, you mentally swear about going to sleep naked when the air brushes against your skin, making you shudder. You stir slightly before cuddling up against the warmth coming from your side.

“Should I close the window?,” Choso murmurs against your hair, his voice groggy and sleepy as he holds you closer to him, curling his hand against your lower back. You bury your face in his neck, letting out a soft sigh, his voice lulling you back to sleep. On the background of the soft morning, you hear the chirps of birds and the sound of the rain, interrupted only by your soft breaths, “no,” you shake your head slightly against him.

Your boyfriend hums and kisses your forehead, letting you nuzzle your nose against his jaw. His hand traces circles on your bare back, and your eyes grow heavy again when his other hand reaches the back of your head to stroke your hair. You yawn softly and Choso’s low chuckle rumbles against your chest, “are you falling asleep again?,” he murmurs against your skin, peppering soft kisses on the top of your head.

You hum and cuddle even closer to him, keeping your eyes closed while your boyfriend moves his hand away from your back to cup your cheek, and pull back slightly to look at your face. He smiles when he sees the little pout on your lips and your disheveled hair, before leaning closer to peck your lips, “why the pout, baby?,” he murmurs, even if he already knows the answer. You whine softly and tilt your head again towards him, kissing his lips softly, “because you woke me up”.

Choso laughs and raises his brows, observing as you furrow yours and, when you open your eyes, you playfully glare at him, “me? I think you are the one who woke me up because you were cold,” he explains softly, and you roll your eyes as he states the truth. “I still am, smartass,” you murmur, before burying your face back against his neck and raising his arm to wrap it around you.

Your boyfriend smiles as you curl yourself against him and he brings you even closer, reaching down to playfully slap your ass, “you’re the one who said I shouldn’t close the window, stupid,” he tells you, enjoying the way you gasp and try to swat his hand away. When you don’t answer, he understands you’re trying to fall back asleep so he continues teasingly, “should I warm you up in another way?”.

“Oh, god, I’m leaving,” you say, suddenly awake, before sighing as you pull away from him. But, he doesn’t even let you move an inch that he is already pulling you back, holding you down until he hovers above you and pins your wrists above your head, “you are not going anywhere”. You roll your eyes at Choso’s teasing tone and narrow your eyes up at him, “you’re insufferable,” you tell him, trying to pull away from the grip he has on you. He chuckles softly and leans down to kiss your neck, biting gently before he looks back in your eyes, a grin on his lips, “Am I?”.

You huff at his words, feeling your cheeks involuntary flush at his confident behaviour. Choso’s smirk widens even more at your reaction and leans down to leave a trail of kisses against your neck, his lips lingering for a few seconds against each spot. Your eyes close as you answer him, a little breathless, “yes, you are.”

Choso tuts lightly at your words, and a breath leaves your lips when he releases your wrists and moves lower, kissing your collarbone and lower, grinning against your skin when he reaches above your breasts and you slightly arch your back. “Tell me more then, about how I’m so insufferable”.

You suck in your bottom lip at his words, your eyes closed as he teasingly kisses around your left nipple, his hand reaching your right breasts and squeezing it gently, purposely avoiding to pleasure you, “see? You’re annoyi- ah”. A moan leaves your mouth when he licks your nipple before sucking it gently, his fingers pinching the other one which stiffens under his attention.

“I’m what?,” he asks with mock innocence, looking up at you with a grin before moving lower and kissing your stomach. You roll your eyes at his teasing, and raise a leg, ready to kick him away but he holds your ankle, chuckling. He leaves a kiss there, positioning himself between your legs, as if it has been his target for all this time. Of course it was, “Choso-”.

“Can I fuck you now, baby? Seeing you so worked up made me hard,” he tells you, biting his lower lip as he takes your other leg and spreads them open, his breath hitching when he sees your bare cunt. You glance down his body and a wave of desire runs straight down your core when you see his hard cock, twitching at the sight your spread legs.

“Again? I’m still sore from yesterday, Cho,” you say exasperated because last night he kept you up until late, drilling in your pussy until tears were running down both of your faces. Choso huffs softly against your ankle, kissing down your calf while he keeps your gaze fixed on yours, “please, baby”.

You keep looking down at him in silence, both of you knowing that you will give up eventually. Your boyfriend keeps kissing higher, reaching your inner thighs and nestling himself between them, closing his eyes at the smell of your core so close to his mouth, making his salivate, “c’mon, baby, you know I’ll be soft”.

You roll your eyes at his words, and reach down to move away a strand of hair from his face, raising a brow at him, “we both know that you won’t”. Choso pouts at your words and playfully sniffles, bringing a hand to his chest, “are you saying I’m a liar?”. You chuckle softly at his expression and roll your eyes, stroking his hair before you guide him back to hover above you, “yes, and you’re also insufferable,” you joke, laughing softly when he fakes to be offended by your words. However, a grin spreads on his lips at the sound of your laugh and he leans down to kiss your lips gently.

“Be gentle,” you warn him against his lips and he nods before guiding his length to your core. You hold him close, sloppily kissing him, and feeling yourself getting wetter when his tip teases your entrance, slapping against your clit. You gasp and swat at his chest, making him smile as you murmur against his kiss, “stop teasing or I’ll break up with you”.

Choso kisses you harder at your words, silencing you. You whimper against his mouth, wrapping your legs around his waist when he finally bottoms out inside you. “Fuck, doll, you’re so tight,” he whispers, groaning when he tries to pull back but your cunt clenches around him.

He bring two fingers to your mouth and he groans at the way your lips wrap around them, your tongue swirling and sucking. His cock twitches inside you, and you moan when he pulls his fingers away and brings them to rub your clit in tight circles.

Your boyfriend pulls his cock back and slides back inside, whimpering when you clamp down on him, your juices creating a white ring at his base. “Baby, god… I fuck you everyday and your pussy is still so tight,” he growls, his forehead resting against your shoulder before he increases his pace, slowly forgetting to be gentle with you.

But your mind fogs at the pleasure that spreads all over your body, making your legs tremble and your pussy clamp down on him, your clit swelling under his fingers, “s’good, Cho,” you moan. Your nails sink down his shoulders and your eyes roll back as his thrusts get deeper, his cock abusing your walls deliciously.

Choso moves away, before gripping your waist and moving you to sit on his lap, guiding his cock inside you one more time. Your arms wrap around his neck and you throw your head back at the sensation of him hit deeper inside you with the new position. He wraps his arms around your back, breathing hard and whimpering as he thrusts back up inside you.

“You’re so good, baby,” he moans, pulling you even closer to latch his mouth around your nipple. You cry out in pleasure, feeling yourself getting closer as you cling to him, meeting his thrusts lazily. Choso moves his mouth away, licking your neck and biting it as he ruts inside you faster. “I’m close, fuck… I’m close, baby, please I need you to come first,” he moans, sucking on your neck before he reaches down to rub your clit again. A hiccup leaves your lips before you come around him, arching your back and burying your face in his neck, moaning his name loudly.

Your boyfriend swears when he feels your pussy tightening around him and he grips your ass tightly, slapping you down on him before he stills and fills you with his cum. Choso curls on himself, moaning against your skin as he sloppily rides his orgasm and fucks his cum back inside you. You relax against him as he caresses your hair, holding you close to him as he kisses your head. You shiver when another breeze hits your naked body, and when you look up towards the window, your eyes widen and you push away from your boyfriend, “it’s raining inside, Cho”.

this one made me so soft and i miss summer (ᵒ̴̶̷᷄﹏ᵒ̴̶̷᷅)

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