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update,, i got him :P

HES ON HIS WAY YALL

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⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀oliver aiku ･ karasu tabito

⠀⠀ "you’re an experimentalist—trying new things isn’t an issue for you, and you ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ always find yourself having a good time in the end. but how would they react ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ to your openness? only a little bit of convincing would help. "

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概要 ⌇ nsfw. fem!reader, female anatomy, smut, modern AU, jerking off (m!receiving), fingering, cunnilingus, whimpering, crying, drooling etc. lmk if i missed anything. ( wc. 1.07K )

⠀THANKS FOR READING ⭑ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ≡ © VMPIIRES, 2O24

⠀⭑ ⌜OLIVER AIKU⌟ ⸝⸝⠀

⠀⸻ jerking, whimpering, oral.

⠀⠀⠀whenever you were bored late at night, you found yourself on twitter, scrolling through the endless amounts of explict clips that appeared on your timeline along with the whimpering audios that occasionally popped up. you cringe a bit, thinking about how someone could record stuff like this without feeling odd themselves. they're getting money, right? you thought to yourself. you weren't knocking how someone made a living, but you definitely couldn't see yourself doing something like this on your own time.

⠀⠀⠀you take a glance over at you boyfriend who was turned over on his side and half asleep scrolling through tiktok, tiredly chuckling at whatever he found funny. on your screen was a couple, their noises kept at a moderate volume in your headphones. while you weren't totally focused on the clip, the small scenes you notice intrigued you. your eyes sparkled at how the woman slowly jerked off her partner while he whined and writhed under her touch.

⠀⠀⠀a smirk appeared on your face as an idea popped into your head. leaning over, you tapped oliver on his shoulder, disrupting his ridiculously sluggish scrolling. when his gaze fell on to your brightened screen, he squinted and his expression changed from one of tiredness to confusion then slight interest. oliver was aware of your experimentalist attitude. he was mostly down for whatever you presented to him, unless it was too odd for him to engage in, but slightly feeling bad for not letting you experience what you showed to him. with a plethora of 'hell no's and 'what the fuck?'s, oliver finally let you have a chance to explore.

⠀⠀⠀"i don't want this lasting too long, i'm tired," the male advised as he put his phone down onto the nightstand on his side of the bed and got into position, ready for whatever you were about to throw around him. with an excited smile, you turn your phone off also and sit on your knees and sit up on your knees. you untied the drawstring of his sweats and pulled them low enough to where his member was visible.

⠀⠀⠀the mattress creaked and shifted beneath the two of you as you continue to sit on your knees and oliver laid his head against the headboard, whimpering and shivering with need. his dual colored irises were glazed over and rolling back into his skull as he tried his best to contain himself but you could tell he was failing miserably. your hand moved tortuously slow in an up and down motion, feeling every ridge, every vein that ran down his thick shaft. a bead of pre-cum began to seep its way out of the slit on his tip and down onto your hand, nearly making a sticky mess of the surrounding sheets and the curly patch of hair at oliver’s lower end.

⠀⠀⠀��damn..baby, can you go a little faster?” oliver’s hips bucked upward into your hand while his free hand squeezed the fabric of the sheets beside him. he was never a whiner but to see him making a mess of himself tonight only spurred you on. your hand moved a little faster and oliver’s writhing only got more urgent. another loud whine escaped his lips as your thumb rolled slowly and deliberately over his throbbing head. you hadn’t seen anything so pretty in your life until now. to add on to oliver’s pleasured torture, you brought your head down, pushing his dick into your warm, wet mouth.

⠀⠀⠀“fuck,” oliver cursed, his moans still being stifled as he bit down on his lower lip. his hand made its way up to the crown of your head and gently pushed you down onto his shaft more, making you swallow his entire length. your hand continued to move, jerking him off slowly, your lips following its movements carefully.

⠀⠀⠀oliver’s grip on your hair grew tight the moment you decided to pick up the pace. his hips snapped rapidly upward once more, fucking your face and nearly gagging you. his eyebrows furrowed as pleasure took over and a final groan escaped him before he released his load into your mouth—you swallowed, licking your lips and smiling with hooded eyes that were filled with satisfaction.

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⠀⭑ ⌜KARASU TABITO⌟ ⸝⸝

⠀⸻ fingering, cunnilingus.

⠀⠀⠀karasu was more than happy to indulge in whatever disgusting desires you had. the two of you were the same in a way, watching stuff on twitter and getting ideas⏤but he was worse than you in every way you could think of. the male had his face pressed into your core while he sucked and slurped loudly on your folds, the tip of his tongue curling inwards to fit into your needy hole.

⠀⠀⠀while you whined and begged him to slow his ministrations, he wasn't listening. every plea and every attempt to move him away failed. his head raised and his mouth retracted from your core, only to give you a simple warning, "quit running". with that, he put his hands on your hips, squeezing them a bit before pulling you closer to him.

⠀⠀⠀the male continued to lap at your core before he raised his free hand and pressed two fingers into your wet heat, making you moan louder than you expected. his digits pumped in and out of you slowly, remnants of your arousal coating his occupied fingers. when he noticed that you seemed to be enjoying it, he started to move his fingers a bit faster, curling them up into that spot that made you see stars.

⠀⠀⠀you writhed under karasu's smooth but harsh ministrations and your back arched with every torturous yet pleasurable moment. once again, you attempted to push your thighs shut bur karasu wasn't having it. he gripped onto your thighs and pushed them farther apart than before.

⠀⠀⠀a low growl came from beneath you, vibrating against you, causing you to squirm and writhe against the mattress, ruining your once neatly made bed. your fingers gripped onto the sheets as tears blurred your vision and streamed down your face. soon enough, karasu pulled back, his face glistening with your fluids and his own saliva.

⠀⠀⠀"as much shit that you talk, you should be embarrassed that ya could barely handle that," the male smirked at you before climbing off of the bed. "let's clean up, yeah? i hope you don't wanna sit there looking like a soggy mess." karasu continued to tease before taking your hand and leading you to the bathroom to clean up.

⏤ 備考 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒. im kinda back :D.. i made this for my friend since her birthday is today (@5kstxrz love you :3 go look at her stuff) and she love her some karasu. i also tried a new layout at the top (working on this from my mac) but it looks so weird on my phone...so don't kill me if it looks ugly.

i'll try something different next time because it was so hard and irritating to make. anywayyyy BYE i hope this short lil thing i made was enjoyable. (also im getting on AO3 fr this time. i have stuff saved in notion)

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i swear learning japanese is like walking on lava rocks (i’m having sm fun). i got the alphabet system down and i can read hiragana/katakana but kanji will literally be the death of me. taking notes every other day is so hard because i literally don’t know what else i could learn next besides grammar and the nightmares of kanji

another note,, college kinda sucks but it’s not bad either. that’s the main reason why i’ve been gone (plus i haven’t written anything—well i have just on my notes and idk if i wanna put that here rn LMAOO) but i was thinking of coming back soon. alsooooooo i heard i may be getting a macbook for my birthday so my writing will be a bit more efficient instead of me leaning over my pc all day.

BUTTTT UHHH I WILL BE BACK ON AO3..i have this story that’s like 6 parts long that i wrote like two months ago and i kinda like it so i might put that there :P okay disappearing again

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﹆₊見学‧₊˚ FIELD TRIP, AIKU OLIVER

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ﹆₊ 概要 ‧₊˚ taking a road trip with your boyfriend..but that’s not all. wc, 1.27K. dark mode recommended

␥ note. after two months of doing absolutely nothing besides playing minecraft and genshin impact, i got into blue lock and finished the entire thing in a week (this was in june) but i'm kinda back because this entire time i been thinking about writing..and today, i specifically wanted to write for oliver (i'm scared i never wrote for him). but my choso era never ends so they both my man now. ANYWAYYY WE ARE SO BACK. reblog to support meee and enjoyyy (btw this is NOT proof read so i apologize if there are any errors…if not..well lmk how much you enjoyed this)

␥ tags. fingering, smut, female anatomy, female reader, smoking, etc. lmk if i missed anything

␥ misc. masterlist AO3

you and oliver had been driving for hours, the endless road stretching out before you. a slight shiver ran through your body as the cool air from the air conditioning caressed your skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake.

the landscape outside the window was a blur of greens and browns, the trees and fields merging into a tapestry of nature's colors. occasionally, a small town would appear on the horizon, only to fade away as quickly as it came.

the car was filled with a comfortable silence, the only sounds being the hum of the engine and the occasional rustle of a snack bag. oliver's hands were steady on the wheel, his gaze focused yet relaxed. you glanced over at him, appreciating the calm determination in his eyes. the journey felt like a shared adventure, each mile bringing you closer to an unspoken destination.

as the sun began to set, the sky transformed into a canvas of oranges, pinks, and purples. the air outside grew cooler, and you pulled a light blanket over your lap, feeling its warmth contrast with the chill from the air conditioning. the soft glow of the dashboard lights added a sense of tranquility to the moment, and you couldn't help but smile at the serenity of it all.

"do you wanna stop soon?" oliver's voice broke the silence, gentle and considerate.

"maybe at the next town," you replied, your voice equally soft. "it would be nice to stretch our legs and find a place to rest for the night."

he nodded, and you both settled back into the quiet rhythm of the drive, content in each other's company as the road continued to unfold before you.

after a while, the glow of distant lights signaled the approach of the next town. as you got closer, the small town's charm became evident with its quaint houses and a few scattered shops. the anticipation of a restful night ahead filled you with a sense of calm and satisfaction, making the long journey feel all the more worthwhile.

when you both arrived at a nearby hotel, oliver parked the car and gave you a mischievous look, his heterochromatic eyes twinkling with a playful challenge. “wanna go in or stay out here for the night?”

you gave oliver a confused look, eyebrows furrowing as you processed his question. anyone in their right mind would go in the hotel, you thought, especially after such a long drive. the idea of a warm bed and a proper shower was incredibly appealing. but he never mentioned stopping at any hotels until just now, and his sudden suggestion caught you off guard.

your confused expression gradually faded, replaced by a soft smile as you finally spoke up, “i guess we can stay in here.” the prospect of spending the night in the cozy confines of the car, wrapped in blankets and sharing whispered conversations, suddenly seemed like an interesting continuation of this sudden trip.

with that, you heard the engine's gentle hum cease, leaving a profound silence filling the car. you reclined the seat you were sitting in, feeling the soft leather against your back as you stretched out and propped your feet up against the dashboard, the cool surface a stark contrast to the warmth of the blanket draped over your legs.

beside you, oliver's window was rolled down, allowing the crisp night air to flow in. you watched as a grey cloud of smoke curled gracefully from his lips, swirling and dancing in the air before drifting out of the window with each exhale. the scent of tobacco mingled with the cool night breeze, creating a momentary haze that contrasted with the clarity of the starry sky above.

oliver’s hand drifted over to your thigh, his fingers grazing your skin with a featherlight touch. his thumb began to trace gentle circles just beneath the hem of your shorts, the warmth of his hand contrasting with the cool air seeping in through the open window.

the sensation sent a shiver up your spine, each caress igniting a trail of tingling warmth that spread through your body. his touch was both tender and deliberate, a silent communication that spoke volumes in the quiet intimacy of the moment.

it wasn’t long until you and oliver found yourselves in the backseat, a tangle of limbs and fervent whispers. his movements were slow and deliberate, each touch a calculated stroke that sent waves of desire coursing through you.

his hands explored the contours of your body, fingers tracing the delicate curves of your sides with an almost reverent tenderness. the roughness of his facial hair grazed your skin, each kiss a mix of gentle passion and raw intensity.

oliver's lips met yours with a fervent hunger, the intensity of his kisses leaving you breathless. he moved from your mouth to your neck, his kisses becoming rougher, more insistent. the coarse texture of his chin tickled your skin, leaving a trail of tingling sensations in its wake.

as he sucked and nibbled on the sensitive flesh of your neck, you felt a mixture of pain and pleasure, each mark he left a testament to his desire. the reddish-purple bruises blossomed under his touch, a map of his affection painted across your skin.

without hesitation, his hands slid beneath your pants, fingers deftly unbuttoning and unzipping them. with deliberate slowness, he began to peel the fabric away from your skin, the rough denim sliding down your legs.

the sensation of your underwear following suit, gliding down to join the discarded pants on the car floor, left you exposed and vulnerable. the cool air brushed against your newly bared skin, heightening your senses and amplifying the anticipation thrumming through your veins.

slowly, oliver inserted two fingers into your core, the deliberate pressure and gradual intrusion sending shivers of intense pleasure through your body. he began to pump them in and out with a rhythmic precision, each movement igniting a cascade of sensations that left you breathless.

the warmth of his fingers contrasted with the cool night air, heightening the electric connection between you. with every thrust, waves of ecstasy coursed through you, eliciting uncontrollable moans that filled the intimate space of the car. you writhed beneath him, your body arching and trembling, fully surrendering to the overwhelming pleasure he was orchestrating.

instinctively, your nails dig into oliver’s shoulder, leaving crescent-shaped imprints on his skin as you throw your head back against the car door. your legs remain spread obediently, trembling slightly, as oliver's ministrations send ripples of pleasure coursing through you.

each gasp and moan that escapes your lips only seems to spur him on, creating an intoxicating mix of pain and pleasure that leaves you teetering on the edge of ecstasy.

as the rhythm of his movements intensified, you felt yourself reaching the precipice of release. the tension coiled within you like a spring, ready to snap at any moment. with a final, shuddering gasp, you were sent tumbling over the edge, waves of bliss crashing over you in a symphony of pure sensation.

your body trembled with the aftershocks of pleasure, your breaths coming in ragged gasps. oliver held you close, his fingers still inside you, offering a gentle pressure as your heartbeat gradually began to slow.

the intimacy of the moment enveloped you both, the cool night air mingling with the warmth of your shared passion. slowly, oliver removed his fingers, the sticky mess stretching from your core to the tips of his fingers and around his digits.

“maybe we should’ve went in the hotel, yeah?”

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new character unlocked 😵‍💫

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thinking abt slowly jerking a boy off while he’s writhing and gripping the sheets and drooling and arching his back and bucking into my hand and stifling his sobs and his toes are curling and his eyes are rolling back in his head. anyone up for it 😈

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tbh i have no clue when i’ll start writing again but i def want to…i just haven’t been getting the energy to…

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how do yall feel about…YKW YKW NO ILL LET IT BE A SURPRISE. shhh 🌚

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playing minecraft all day gave me a nice domestic idea for my comeback here..

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ian gone lie,, i miss yall sm 😭

lil update - i graduated last week soooo no more high school but college is otw (sigh.) i remade the layout on my phone and whew lawd i love it (ofc cuz choso in the background), me and choso had a kid on stardew valley and he sleeps a lot, but i gotta wait a few more days until he becomes a toddler. i did my nails yesterday so i’m not really fit to be typing a story for another week..but i got ideas flowin 🤫

wellll that’s it. alsoooo, welcome to my page to all the new people that followed me. i saw yall even tho i haven’t been here for 3 weeks. i’ll be back soon tho..bye bye :P

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﹆₊花束‧₊˚ POCKETFUL OF POSIES, KAMO CHOSO

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ﹆₊ 概要 ‧₊˚ it’s prom night but your evening doesn’t exactly go as planned. wc, 4.04K. dark mode recommended.

␥ note. ANOTHER TV GIRL SONGGGG :D but it isn’t actually based on the song i just liked the title. i thought it fit for this. my prom is tonight so i wanted to get this story out for the occasion. anywayyy hope ya enjoyyyy. reblog to support meee

␥ tags. self-indulgent story (more related to myself than to you all as readers..), female anatomy, romeo and juliet will be quoted [not in order], no smut, all fluff, etc. lmk if i missed anything

␥ misc. masterlist AO3

a few weeks ago, you were standing by your locker when choso approached you and asked you to be his date for the upcoming prom night. you were over the moon with excitement as you had always harbored a secret crush on him and even drawn him during art club sessions, which your friends had playfully teased you about. you couldn't believe he had finally asked you out, and you agreed without hesitation.

as the days turned into weeks, the anticipation for prom night only grew stronger. finally, the night of prom had arrived, and you found yourself sitting near the entrance of the hall, your nerves getting the best of you. you took a sip from your cold can of coke, hoping it would calm your nerves and soothe your anxious mind. you had been eagerly awaiting choso's arrival; the thought of seeing him tonight made your heart flutter with excitement.

you couldn't help but wonder what he would be wearing, how he would style his hair, and whether he would bring you a corsage. the minutes ticked by slowly, and you tried to distract yourself by people-watching and admiring the decorations around you, but your mind kept wandering back to choso.

choso was a man who preferred to keep to himself, which made him appear intimidating and brooding to those around him. his tall, imposing figure had an aura that made everyone in the room go silent as they heard the sound of his black boots slamming against the polished tile flooring of the school and the jingling of the chain that hung from the side of his jeans.

his black leather jacket, adorned with silver studs, only added to his tough exterior. his dark hair was tied back with strands framing his face. despite his tough appearance, choso had a soft spot for you that you weren't aware of, which made you wonder what had made him ask you to prom.

finally, you saw him walking towards you, looking as handsome and charming as ever. your heart skipped a beat as he approached you, the faint scent of cologne entering your nostrils. he was no longer that brooding emo boy you once knew. no baggy jeans or a black beanie cap. instead, he was wearing a suit that fit him to perfection. a black suit, which paired with his dark hair and the metal that adorned his ears.

choso looked at you with a gentle smile on his face, but there was a hint of seriousness and reservation in his eyes. he opened his mouth to speak and said, "hey," in a calm and measured tone, as if he had something important to say.

you stood there, frozen in shock, as choso appeared in front of you. he looked like a completely different person than the last time you saw him. your heart raced as you scanned his face, taking in every detail. the color rose in your cheeks, and you felt your pulse quicken just as much as it did when he asked you to go to prom with him.

despite the surprise, you couldn't help but smile as you took in the sight of him. the wind picked up, causing your black dress to flutter around you as the occasional breeze from the opening and closing doors of the building seeped through. "hey.." you finally said back.

"you look…incredible," choso would say, his gaze flickering to your dress. it fit your figure nicely, hugging the curves of your chest and hips. his eyes roamed back to your face, his eyes now softening. it was quite rare to see him look like this. he might've really liked you if he went out of his way to go out of his comfort zone to talk to you.

you found yourself at a loss for words and stumbled over your reply, feeling embarrassed for not being able to come up with a more eloquent response. finally, you managed to blurt out a short, awkward reply: "thank you…uh," followed by a rushed and somewhat inadequate "you too."

choso offered his hand to you, a soft chuckle escaping his lips as he asked, "shall we go in?" despite being a naturally shy person, he was making an effort to be more confident around you, and you couldn't help but appreciate his efforts.

as you took his hand, the two of you made your way into the dance hall. the anticipation for the upcoming prom event was palpable, with students from your grade filling the space. some were chattering excitedly, while others were busy taking pictures on their phones to capture the moment.

the hall was decorated with colorful streamers and balloons, and in the center of the room was a large dance floor. the dj was setting up his equipment, ready to play some music for the upcoming dance.

you and choso made your way further into the room, you walked past clusters of people dressed up in fancy outfits, all in line with the expected casino theme of the night. a few of them caught your eye - they were familiar faces from your class, and you exchanged quick smiles and nods of recognition as they sipped on their drinks.

you noticed that several card games were going on, with groups of people huddled around tables and concentrating on their hands. in addition to the ice water, there were also plenty of non-alcoholic options being sold, including refreshing lemonade and other drinks.

as you walked around the venue, the laughter and chatter of your friends and classmates enveloped you. you noticed how they all seemed to be with their prom dates, twirling and dancing with carefree joy. a sense of camaraderie washed over you as you exchanged quick smiles of acknowledgment with them. but amidst the happy chaos, you couldn't help but notice the envious looks thrown your way by other girls.

they sized you up, clearly jealous that you had your arm hooked around choso's. the most sought-after guy in school, even though he always seemed like a loner. his dark hair was tousled just right, and his eyes glinted mischievously as he whispered something in your ear, making you laugh. you couldn't contain the feeling of pride and happiness that swelled within you at being the one on his arm tonight.

choso led you towards the dance floor, weaving his way through the crowd of people. as the music began to play, he pulled you closer, wrapping his arms around your waist. you were surprised by this sudden display of affection, as choso had never been the type to touch anyone besides when he was holding your hand. his embrace felt safe and comforting, and you couldn't help but lean into him, feeling the rhythm of the music flow through your body.

you were caught off guard by the sudden touch of choso's hand on your arm. you instinctively turned your head towards him, only to quickly glance down at the placement of his arms and then your feet, which were positioned close enough that a wrong step could have resulted in either of you getting stepped on.

while you looked around the place, the feeling of disbelief washed over you. it all seemed too surreal, and you couldn't help but wonder if this was all just some sort of dream. the slow, romantic-like music that started playing in the background only added to your confusion and mixed emotions.

despite the enchanting ambiance, you couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. it all seemed too convenient, and you couldn't help but be wary of what might come next.

choso stood still for a moment, trying to gather his confidence, before he began to sway his body to the music. he made sure to keep steady on his feet, not wanting to trip or step on your toes. his hands were still wrapped around you, but he was being more careful now when shuffling his feet.

choso kept his eyes on the ground, avoiding any eye contact with the other students who were still staring at the two of you. he didn't want to come off as rude or arrogant, but he also didn't want to feel uncomfortable.

as you both swayed slowly to the music, choso began to hum the song softly. he had a very nice voice if you'd never noticed during the few times he'd spoken. you could feel his voice vibrating against your back, and it was a comforting feeling. his voice was deep and smooth - it reminded you of midnight rain. he then spoke up in a low, quiet, and reserved voice.

choso's demeanor suddenly shifted, his previously confident tone replaced with uncertainty. the faint blush that had earlier receded from his cheeks now reappeared, slowly creeping back up. his question hung in the air, hesitant and tentative, as if he was afraid of the answer. "so… do you know how to dance?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

once he asked you whether you wanted to dance, you felt a sudden jolt of discomfort pass through your body, causing you to flinch involuntarily. you hesitated for a moment before responding, "oh…no-no…i don't dance…i never did a slow dance or anything like that. i wasn't really planning on dancing tonight anyway."

your voice wavered slightly as you spoke, betraying your nervousness and uncertainty about the situation. despite your reservations, you tried to keep a polite and friendly demeanor, hoping to avoid any awkwardness or tension between you and your companion.

"that's alright," choso spoke up, still in a low yet calm tone. he'd try to smile, and it didn't look forced - as if this was just normal for him. this was just an act, but one he was doing well at, you could tell. "i guess i'll have to teach you."

choso chuckled slightly, hoping he wasn't being too awkward to you with this. he looked down at you, his eyes flitting for a second before looking away again. he stepped away slowly, his hands falling from your waist and onto his pockets. he took a few steps back before stopping.

as you tried to keep up with choso's steps, you couldn't help but feel nervous. you were afraid that you might lose your footing and ruin your rhythm entirely. you could feel your legs wobbling a bit and your ankle ready to twist. however, choso noticed your struggle and was quick to react. he reached out and grabbed your hand to ensure that you didn't fall, and you felt a sense of relief wash over you.

you could see that choso's face was starting to redden a bit again as he continued the slow waltz with you. he appeared to have been in several school dances before, so he knew how to lead a partner. "you're not used to wearing heels, are you?" he spoke up, once again catching on to your struggle. he had a keen eye and always observed things around him.

despite your struggles, choso kept leading you around the dance floor, still going a bit slowly and patiently for you. his grip on your hand was firm but gentle, and you felt safe in his company. you couldn't help but feel a little grateful that he was there to guide you through the dance.

"no," you replied softly, "i'd much rather have on a pair of converse than these heels."

"well, you look beautiful in them regardless," choso responded, his cheeks flushing a bit at his own words. this was probably the first time he had ever complimented a girl's appearance when he wasn't forced to by the drama teacher when he played romeo in his junior year of high school. "i'd rather have you be comfortable though," he added shortly after.

"oh…well, thank you - you know, for being considerate and the compliment," you said softly, a gentle smile gracing your lips. you glanced down at your feet, feeling a mix of gratitude and nervousness, hoping you were handling the situation well.

choso flashed a warm smile before glancing down at your feet, making sure you were steady and not about to slip. his grip on your hand remained firm as he remarked, "you're doing remarkably well for your first time."

"oh… i didn't think i was," you chuckled awkwardly. "i always wanted to do this… seeing all the pretty princesses in the movies dancing with their prince…" you trailed off, a wistful look in your eyes as you gazed into the distance, lost in a moment of longing and nostalgia.

"i never would have imagined you were the kind of girl to envision yourself as a princess in fairytales," choso chuckled, genuinely surprised by your revelation. the faint blush on your cheeks in response to his comment made him smile softly. "but you know, you would actually make a stunning princess," he continued, maintaining a firm grip on your hand.

"uh…i'm more into the shakespeare kinds of stories when it comes to that stuff," you said. "you know, like hamlet and ophelia, or romeo and juliet."

"those are some pretty good ones," choso spoke after taking a moment to consider. he admitted that he wasn't too familiar with shakespeare's works, but he acknowledged their popularity in the realm of drama. "..so, you like tragic romance stories?" he inquired.

"i guess so," you smiled. "but being a princess is nicer."

"well, you're one now. i can be your prince charming," choso smiled back at you, finding this situation pretty amusing. "though, unlike romeo, i won't die in the end," he would add jokingly. he'd pull you a bit closer to him.

your cheeks flushed a little as you hesitantly replied, "i…uh, yeah, i'd like that," your voice barely above a mumble. "and i can be juliet, happy that romeo didn't die on me."

choso’s face got flushed upon hearing you call him your romeo. he didn't expect you to go along with that. he also couldn't help but smile at the thought of you being happy that he didn't die.

"juliet," he spoke softly, his hands going down to your waist. this was more like a waltz than the slow dance now, but choso didn't care.

"your romeo won't die on you anytime soon," he'd say, as he continued to sway you to the music.

choso gently led you in a slow sway to the rhythm of the music, his hands enveloping yours. he couldn't help but feel slightly awkward being so close to you, but he didn't want to show any signs of discomfort. he was doing his best to control his emotions, but his cheeks were starting to warm up again at the thought of being your romeo.

he couldn't help but think back to all the times he had played romeo with drama girls before. but he never saw them as potential partners, as they only acted together for the plays and nothing more.

as you both continued to dance, choso's blush deepened with each passing moment. he kept his gaze lowered to avoid looking directly at you while his face was flushed red. finally, after a few moments of silence, choso mustered up the courage to speak. "so, since you're my juliet," he began hesitantly, "do i have the privilege of kissing you?"

your heart skipped a beat as you blinked, your own blush still present on your cheeks. "um…yeah," you stammered, barely able to form a coherent sentence. "if you want to."

choso would chuckle, as his blush increased more and more with your immediate and positive response. after a moment of hesitation, he decided to go for it. he brought his hand slowly up, tilting your face up so that he could have your lips within reach. he then leaned forward and gently placed his lips against yours in a soft kiss.

it was a short kiss, but it was sweet. he’d pull away shortly after, still keeping you held close. his face was even redder now - the whole experience felt slightly surreal to him.

choso's words came slowly, hesitant and measured, as his eyes avoided yours. "was i a good romeo?" he finally asked. your breath caught in your throat at the question, and you couldn't help but let out a shaky laugh. "maybe more than just good," you replied, feeling the heat of his hand on your cheek from where he had gently lifted it to meet your gaze.

the intensity of his stare took your breath away, even though you couldn't deny that you welcomed it with open arms. this caused choso’s cheeks to turn even redder than they had been already. a soft smile then spread on his lips as he looked down at the ground once again. he had never felt this way about anyone before. inwardly, he was panicking over this moment and the sudden romance that was blooming before him.

with a deep breath, he began in a voice that was both comforting and jittery. a touch of bashfulness lingered beneath choso’s words as he said, "then i’m proud to say, my juliet, that i will not meet my end in anyone else's hands." he paused, smiling warmly as he leaned in once more to place a tender kiss upon your lips. this time, his lips lingered for a few moments longer, his grip on your hand tightening as the heat from his palm sent shivers down your spine. the tension between you both was palpable as you stood there, lost in the embrace and the promise of forever.

as he spoke, his eyes fell to the ground with a small smile playing on his lips. "i would say i like being romeo," he said, recalling their high school production of romeo and juliet once more.

"you didn't like it in junior year," you chuckled, remembering how everyone had talked about how much he had hated the role. "but you were the best person to ever play romeo out of the entire school."

choso blushed at the praise, grateful yet slightly embarrassed by the memories. he brushed it off, not wanting to dwell on it too much. "and i'd say that you were the best Juliet," he continued teasingly. "i guess i should thank my drama teacher for forcing me to memorize romeo's lines just so i could play the role."

You couldn't help but chuckle at his playfulness and suggested, "why don't you repeat them to me? i can't say i remember any of mine, so i won't be able to reciprocate."

choso couldn't help but grin at the thought. seeing himself as romeo and you as juliet made him feel a little flushed, and he knew it would have a similar effect on you. "oh?" he teased, his smile growing wider. "well then, let romeo serenade juliet with his famous lines."

and so, choso began to repeat some of romeo's famous dialogue from the play. "what’s in a name? that which we call a rose. by any other name would smell as sweet."

you giggled, “i like that one. it’s juliet’s part.”

choso's eyes twinkled with amusement as he listened to your simple yet endearing giggles. "i'll try to keep it brief. don't want to bore you," he said with a calm tone. he found himself enjoying this, being able to have a conversation like this with you. no one else seemed to understand him the way you did.

he continued reciting the lines that romeo had said, his voice smooth and soothing like a lullaby, but also clear and easy to hear. despite feeling flustered, he couldn't help but revel in the romantic atmosphere of the moment. so then, choso began to repeat some of romeo's famous dialogue from the play. "i take thee at thy word. call me but love and i'll be new baptized. henceforth i never will be romeo…”

your giggles were infectious, filling the room with a sense of playful joy as choso repeated the old but romantic lines from the playback to you. you felt slightly embarrassed that you couldn't remember your own lines, but choso took it all in stride and continued on, finding your laughter endearing and charming. in fact, he seemed to enjoy reciting the lines for you just as much as you enjoyed hearing them.

as the scene progressed, choso could sense your growing discomfort with not remembering your lines. so, without missing a beat, he leaned in close after delivering his final line. it caught you off guard, but before you could even process what was happening, his lips were pressed against yours in an impassioned kiss. the moment seemed to stretch on forever as you both lost yourselves in the heat of the moment.

choso didn't pull away when it seemed appropriate to do so; he wanted to savor every second of this electrifying connection with you. finally, when the kiss ended and he pulled back ever so slowly, you both were left breathless and gazing into each other's eyes.

the flush on choso's face only intensified as he took in your beauty and realized how much that single kiss had affected him. he couldn't help but regret not taking things slower, wanting to fully appreciate every moment shared with you. but for now, all he could do was bask in the lingering warmth of that unforgettable kiss.

choso's eyes remained fixed on the floor, his voice soft and measured as he spoke. he had a way of being smooth without trying too hard, an effortless charm that drew people in. even now, as he looked slightly awkward, it only added to his playful appeal. his hand was still wrapped around yours, the warmth of his grip sending tingles up your arm.

"huh?" you blinked, dazed from the lingering kiss that had lasted over a minute. choso seemed to sense your confusion and let out a small chuckle before speaking again. the smirk on his lips disappeared as he seemed to be embarrassed by the intensity of the kiss.

"romeo. romeo was a pretty smooth guy," he said, his hand squeezing yours tighter as if to emphasize his point.

"oh…oh yeah, he was," you mumbled, finally finding your voice.

choso smiled at your delayed response before speaking again. "i hope you don't mind me repeating one final line for you," he said, a mischievous glint in his eye as he recalled one of the most memorable romantic phrases from the play. he wanted this moment to stay with you forever.

"come what may, come death, demise or worse, in spite of fate, i'll love you ‘till my dying breath," choso spoke, keeping his grip on your hand tight even after he finished speaking.

“damn, that’s the part that made me cry,” emotions swirled within you as you chuckled bashfully, a wave of sadness and longing washing over you. you cleared your throat, trying to hide the sudden lump that had formed there.

"yeah," he spoke softly, his voice thick with emotion. "romeo and juliet were an extraordinary example of love, weren't they? it's just a shame their story was cut so tragically short…" his words held a hint of guilt as if he shouldn't enjoy such a tragic tale so much.

"we’ll live longer," you reassured him, determination shining in your eyes.

"we’ll have a long and happy life together," choso smiled, relieved by your words. they brought him a sense of peace he hadn't felt in a long time. "i will love you until my very last breath," he whispered, his own version of romeo's famous last words.

"likewise," you replied softly, your hand still entwined with his.

"juliet…" choso's voice was barely above a whisper as he looked down at the floor. he felt his cheeks flush as he spoke, nervousness fluttering in his chest.

"come on, say my name," you urged him gently. "call me by my name."

choso repeated your name quietly, relishing the sound of it on his lips. saying your name in such an intimate manner only added to the jittery feeling inside him. he squeezed your hand tighter for a moment, reveling in the easy flirtation between the two of you.

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YALL GAVE ME 10000 LIKES!???? THANK YOUUUU. i’ve been playing stardew valley this whole weekend so maybe i’ll show yall the lil stuff i got goin on. im playing with a choso mod so that’s fun. he’s literally the cutest thing 😭 alsooo i will get back to writing. i have a story already finished so that’ll be out in a couple days and i will write again soon cuz i have another story planned 🌚 sooo be ready for that. thanks again guysss

[exorcqism]

﹆₊ 窃盗 ‧₊˚ TAKIN WHATS NOT YOURS, KAMO CHOSO

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ﹆₊ 概要 ‧₊˚ it doesn’t matter what it is. whenever he wants something, he’s gonna get it—that includes you too. wc, 4.12K. dark mode recommended.

␥ note. i’m back guysss. this story is based off ‘taking what’s not yours’ by tv girl. there’s also a fanart of choso that inspired this. me and @5kstxrz was cookin again so i had to get on 🤭

(edit: me writing rn is a coping mechanism for what i heard about chp 259..) hope ya enjoyyy. reblog to support meee (also play the song while you read so you can immerse)

␥ tags. 90s AU, female anatomy, reader already has a boyfriend, delinquent!choso, smut, creampies, mentions choso stealing, choso with his hair down, lmk if i missed anything

␥ misc. masterlist AO3

as the classes ended for the day, the hallways of the school were filled with numerous students, who were all visibly exhausted from their long day of hard work. amidst the chaos, one could spot a well-known delinquent of the school, choso, leaning against the wall with a cigarette between his lips. he was a muscular guy, carrying his wooden staff, which he always kept close to him, ready to use force if needed. his attire comprised all black, as usual, from head to toe.

he wore a leather jacket with a jet black wife-beater tucked beneath his black cargo pants, which had a belt looped around his waist. his black combat boots were rugged and sturdy, and he had a dog tag necklace, which completed his look. despite being a delinquent, he had a charming aura around him, which made him stand out from the rest.

“she ain’t gettin’ this back,” the silver chain glinted in the sunlight, swaying back and forth in choso's hand before he hooked it around his neck with a satisfied smirk. the delicate charm dangled against his chest, catching the light and reflecting it in all directions as it accompanied his other necklace. with one hand running through his thick, dark locks, choso's intense gaze locked onto you.

he had been eyeing you for a while now - drawn to your quiet demeanor and shy smile. but you were not without a reputation at school - known as a strong-willed and independent girl. unfortunately for choso, you already had a boyfriend. the thought of this obstacle made his nostrils flare in frustration and determination.

choso was lost in thought, daydreaming about being with you, when suddenly another student bumped into him, jolting him back to reality. as they both turned to face each other, choso's expression darkened. his deep voice rumbled, similar to the sound of thunder just before a storm, as he growled, "watch where ya goin’, punk." the other student flinched at his menacing tone and quickly apologized before scurrying away, leaving choso to chuckle to himself in amusement.

“that was a real dick move, you know that?” a sharp voice pierced through the air, directed at him. choso rolled his eyes in annoyance, ready to start a heated argument once again, but he paused when he saw you standing there. his stoic features suddenly transformed into a mischievous grin, with a hint of malice and flirtatiousness shining through. his dark eyes gleamed with amusement as he locked gazes with you.

he knelt down, bringing himself to eye level with you. a mischievous grin played across his face as he spoke, "aw, 'm sorry princess. do you want me to go apologize to the poor kid?" his deep chuckle rumbled through his chest. "they’re the one that ran into me, so i just kindly reminded ‘em to watch their ass." as he stood back up, his leather jacket creaked, and his scent of cologne mixed with cigarettes in the air. you couldn't help but feel a flutter in your stomach as his piercing gaze met yours again.

choso's piercing gaze roamed over your body, imagining undressing you with his mind. his hand tightened around his wooden staff as he lifted it towards your chest, where your delicate necklace rested. "you got a real nice piece there," he commented, his voice low and smooth like honey. “where’d you get it?”

the contrast between the cold wood of his staff and the warmth of your skin sent a shiver down your spine. but what really caught you off guard were his words, unexpected and oddly charming. you couldn't help but tense up at the closeness of his weapon.

you shifted on your feet, the words tumbling out of your mouth in a hasty, practiced manner. "i dunno," you lied smoothly, avoiding eye contact. "i found it one night in my jewelry box and just started wearing it." your hands fidgeted with the delicate chain, its weight, and warmth a constant reminder of your deceit.

the silver pendant glinted in the light of the sun, casting shadows across your face as guilt prickled at the edges of your conscience. but you couldn't bear to part with it, to give up the comfort it provided in an uncertain world. so you wore it like a mask, hiding behind its simple beauty and intricate design.

choso simply hummed, indicating that he didn’t entirely buy what you were selling. “yeah? you just found that necklace lying around, huh? i’m not buying it. but i’m intrigued…why don’t you tell me the real story, and maybe i’ll spare you the trouble of having to keep track of that lil beauty.”

a surge of electricity courses through your body as choso removes his staff, only to replace it with his fingers, lightly grazing your collarbone. your heart races as you try to come up with a plausible response to his accusations.

"i don’t know what you’re talking about," you stammer, your voice barely audible above a whisper. but your mind is already spinning, trying to find a way out of this situation.

"don't play coy with me," choso purrs, his warm breath tickling your skin. "i know there's more to this story. tell me the truth and maybe i'll let you keep that precious necklace… for now." he leans in closer, his voice dropping to a seductive whisper. "who knows, i might even surprise you with something else you'd like to wear." his words send shivers down your spine as he runs his fingers along the curve of your neck.

your voice quivers with uncertainty as you try to hold the male's gaze. you can feel your heart beating rapidly, a mix of fear and defiance bubbling up inside you. "i don't know what you're getting at," you say, your words laced with frustration and confusion. "the necklace is mine, plain and simple. i don’t know what else you want from me."

your hands grip tightly at the fabric of your shirt, trying to ground yourself in the moment and push away any doubts or accusations. but the tension in the air is palpable, and you can't shake off the feeling that something is amiss.

despite your attempt to remain composed, your body betrays you as you lean into choso's touch. your cheeks burn with a mix of exhilaration and trepidation, the heat spreading from your core to your extremities. your heart races like a wild animal, caught between the fear of the unknown and the thrill of potential ecstasy. every nerve in your body tingles with anticipation, craving more of choso's intoxicating presence.

the tone of choso’s voice was smooth and confident, a playful smirk curling at the edges of his lips as he tightened his grip on your necklace. his gaze burned with determination as he leaned in closer, his breath ghosting against your skin.

"oh, i want a lot from you," he murmured, his words laced with desire. "and i’m not going anywhere until i get what i came for." you could feel the intensity of his gaze and the weight of his words, like a physical force pressing against you. the air crackled with tension as he held onto your necklace, a symbol of the power he held over you.

with a sly smile and a low, suggestive tone, choso suggests, "let's go somewhere private, yeah?" his eyes glint with a dangerous intensity as he takes a deliberate step closer to you. "we have a lot to…discuss." the air around you suddenly feels charged with tension, like the calm before the storm.

you can feel the weight of his words hanging in the air, and you can't help but wonder what exactly he wants to discuss. as his gaze locks onto yours, you can sense something primal stirring within him, and you can't deny the unexpected rush of excitement that courses through your body.

you pause, feeling the powerful magnetic pull of choso's alluring charm. however, your wariness of his unpredictable nature holds you back. "i don’t know," you say slowly, scanning your surroundings with a skeptical eye. the air is thick with tension and the scent of danger lingers on every breath. you can't shake off the uneasy feeling in the pit of your stomach as you try to weigh the consequences of giving in to choso's allure.

"come on, love," choso says, his voice a playful yet menacing lilt. he leans in closer, a mischievous glint in his eye as he speaks. "what's the worst that could happen? you ain't gonna die." his words drip with confidence and bravado, as if tempting fate itself.

a gust of wind blows through the air, carrying with it the scent of garbage and decay. the dim glow of streetlights casts eerie shadows on the walls around them. despite the unsettling surroundings, choso's smirk remains firmly in place, taunting and alluring simultaneously.

you felt your resolve wavering under the intense pressure of choso's gaze. you knew better than to trust someone who seemed so charmingly dangerous, but the thrill of doing something reckless was too hard to resist.

finally, you give in to temptation and nods, a keeping your skeptical expression. "okay...lead the way then ," you say, your voice barely above a whisper.

"good girl," choso purred, releasing the necklace from his grasp as he stepped back. he gave you a once-over, his dark purple eyes filled with undisguised desire. "follow me."

he turned abruptly, his tall figure disappearing into the shadows. you had no choice but to follow him, your heart pounding against her chest like a war drum. the male lead you into a dimly lit classroom. it was silent and eerily still as choso closes the door behind them, sealing you inside with him. the air seems to thicken with tension as he turns to face them, a dangerous glint in his eyes.

"so," you began, your voice low and nervous, "what did you wanna talk about?"

"ya really are a curious one, aren't ya?" choso chuckled softly, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "but since you asked so nicely..." he moved closer to you, his tall frame casting a shadow over yours. "i just want to get to know you better.” he says your name. “understand things about you that nobody else does."

his hand reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair away from your face. "things that only i will know," he added, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.

you instinctively took a step back, the sudden intensity in his gaze causing your heart to race. his words hung heavily in the air, swirling around you like smoke from a fire. "why do you wanna know more about me?" you asked, trying to control the trembling in your voice.

"because you intrigue me, darlin'," choso replied simply, his deep voice sending shivers down your spine. his eyes never left yours, and you could see a hunger and curiosity burning behind them. "you're different from anyone i've met before. there's a fire within you that draws me in…fascinates me."

he moved even closer, his warm breath caressing your skin as he spoke. "and i like playing with fire," he added with a sly grin, his fingertips lightly tracing along your jawline. the air crackled with electricity between the two of you, and you couldn't deny the pull that choso had over you.

"and how do you plan on getting to know me?" to hide the apprehension in your voice, you cleared your throat and raised an eyebrow.

"well now, ain't that the million dollar question?" choso drawled, the corners of his mouth turning up mischievously. his dark purple eyes sparkled with a tantalizing mix of curiosity and amusement. "i suppose we'll just have to wait and see, won't we?"

he took another step towards you, closing the gap between you both entirely. the heat of his body radiated towards you, making your skin tingle. "but let me tell ya this much," he whispered, leaning in close enough for your noses to nearly touch. "it involves a lot of getting to know each other intimately."

"intimately?" you repeated, your cheeks flushing pink at his forwardness. "isn't that a bit…invasive? i mean, you hardly even know me."

"that's the fun part, love," choso murmured, his fingers tracing a path down your arm. "getting to know someone intimately is all about peeling back layers, seeing what's underneath. finding out who they truly are."

he leaned in closer, his lips hovering just barely above yours. "and i can't wait to start peeling those layers off you," he whispered, saying your name again.

you swallowed hard, your heart hammering in your chest as you looked up at him. "that sounds nice but…" you paused briefly, your voice barely above a whisper now. "you do realize i have a boyfriend, right?"

choso's fingers trailed lower, dangerously close to your waist, as he spoke nonchalantly. his words hung in the air like a challenge, his wicked grin flashing at you. "oh, i know," he said nonchalantly, his fingers trailing lower until they were dangerously close to your waist.

"but remember what i said earlier about playing with fire, love?" he flashed you a wicked grin before pressing himself even closer against you. "i live for that shit," he murmured, his voice a husky whisper.

your breath caught as his hand descended further, finally reaching your waist. "i thought you wanted to get to know me," you asserted, trying to maintain control of the situation. "not just sleep with me because you find me 'different' or 'fascinating'."

choso raised an eyebrow, his smirk growing wider. "who said anything about sleeping together, love?" he drawled, his grip on your waist tightening ever so slightly. "i told you, i wanna know you intimately."

the male leaned in closer, his lips brushing against your earlobe as he spoke. "and believe me when i say that intimacy doesn't always involve sex," he whispered seductively. a shiver ran down your spine as choso's warm breath ghosted over your ear. despite your words, your body betrayed you, leaning into him involuntarily.

"but that's what you want, isn't it?" you asked, trying to resist the pull towards him.

"maybe," choso admitted with a sly grin. he pulled back slightly, locking eyes with you. "sometimes the most thrilling thing is not knowing what comes next," he murmured in a sultry voice.

you sighed in defeat, feeling yourself giving in to him. "fine," you conceded, your voice barely audible. "but don't expect me to just roll over for you."

"wouldn't dream of it, love," choso murmured, his fingers dancing in slow circles on your waist. his touch sent shivers down your spine, and you couldn't help but lean into him. "i do love a challenge, it's what keeps things interesting."

he leaned in closer, pressing his body against yours in a deliciously tantalizing way. "now," he purred, his voice dropping to a low whisper. "let's start with something simple."

choso’s lips brushed against yours in a teasing caress, his tongue darting out to trace the delicate seam of your lips. the sensation was electrifying, and you couldn't help but let out a small gasp of pleasure.

you gasped as his lips met hers, your hands instinctively moving to push him away. instead, you found yourself pulling him closer, kissing him back with equal passion.

your mind screamed at you to stop, to pull away before things went too far. but your body had other ideas, responding eagerly to his touch as you melted into his embrace.

choso groaned into the kiss, his body reacting instantly to the feel of you in his arms. his hands moved lower, slipping beneath your shirt to rest on your hips.

he deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring the depths of your mouth as his hands tightened on you. he could feel your body squirming against his own, and he couldn't help but press himself closer, grinding his hardness against you.

breaking the kiss, he trailed hot kisses down your neck, nipping at the sensitive skin there. "God, you taste good," he murmured, his voice thick with desire.

you whimpered as he kissed down your neck, your head falling back to give him better access. your hands gripped his shirt tightly, pulling him even closer. "choso..." you breathed, your voice barely above a whisper. "we shouldn't..."

"shhh, love," choso hushed you, his lips continuing their downward trek. "no one needs to know," he murmured, his voice a low rumble against your skin.

his hands moved to unbutton your jeans, sliding the zipper down with practiced ease. he slipped his hand inside, fingers curling around the hem of your panties as he began to pull them down.

you moaned softly as he undid your jeans, her body betraying her despite her protests. you didn't resist as he pulled your pants down, stepping out of them once they reached her ankles.

"are you sure no one will find out?" you asked, your voice low.

" ‘m positive, darlin’," choso assured you, his voice a low murmur against her skin. "and if anyone does happen to find out," he added, his fingers tracing teasing circles on your thigh. "we'll just have to come up with a good lie."

his hand moved higher, slipping between your legs to tease at your wet folds. "now," he continued, his voice dropping to a sultry whisper. "why don't we let our bodies do the talking?"

you couldn't help but bite your lip as his touch sent shivers down your spine. despite your reservations, your body arched into his caress, betraying your desires. "okay…" you said softly, feeling a mix of nervousness and anticipation. choso smirked, his fingers tracing teasingly along your inner thigh before dipping lower to tease at your entrance.

a shiver ran through you as his husky voice purred "good girl," the sound dripping with desire and commanding you to submit to him. the air around you seemed to thicken with tension as he leaned in closer, his growl sending waves of pleasure through your body.

choso’s free hand moved to the waistband of his pants, pulling them down over his hips and freeing his hardened length. his fingers traced along the length, feeling its familiar weight and girth. a bead of pre-cum had already formed at the tip, glistening in the dim light of the room. "are you ready, love?" he asked, his voice low and husky.

you nodded, biting your lip as you watched him stroke himself. the sight sent a shiver of anticipation through your body. "yeah," you said quietly, your heart pounding with a mix of nerves and excitement.

"that's my girl," choso murmured, his hand stilling on his throbbing cock. he moved forward, positioning himself between your legs, the heat of your bodies radiating toward each other. "just relax, okay? i promise i'll take care of you." with those words, he’d thrust inside you, a low groan escaping his lips as he bottomed out within the velvety walls of your tight heat.

you couldn't help but arch your back and moan in pleasure as he began to move, each deep thrust igniting a fire within you. the sound of skin slapping against skin filled the air, accompanied by your combined gasps and moans.

you cried out as he entered you, your nails digging into his shoulders. you had been expecting pain, but all you felt was pleasure. you wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside you. "oh god... choso..." you moaned, your head rolling back as waves of pleasure washed over you.

choso groaned at the feeling of your pussy squeezing him, his hips beginning to move in a slow, steady rhythm. "fuck," he groaned out, his voice strained with pleasure.

his hands moved to grip your ass, lifting you off the desk as he’d thrust into you harder and faster. "god, you feel amazing," he muttered, his breathing ragged as he pounded into you.

choso groaned at the feeling of your pussy squeezing him, his hips beginning to move in a slow, steady rhythm. "fuck," he groaned out, his voice strained with pleasure.

his hands moved to grip your ass, lifting you off the desk as he’d thrust into you harder and faster. "god, you feel amazing," he muttered, his breathing ragged as he pounded into you.

you moaned loudly as he fucked you, your nails digging into his shoulders. "more... please... choso..." you begged, your hips meeting his consistent thrusts.

you were lost in the pleasure, unable to think about anything else. all you knew was that you wanted more, needed more of choso.

choso grunted in response, his thrusts becoming erratic as he chased his release. "fuck, i'm close," he warned, his pace not slowing despite his warning. his hand moved to cup her face, thumb brushing over her bottom lip. "you gonna cum for me, love?" he asked, his voice husky with lust.

your body trembled and arched against his as he relentlessly thrust into you, each movement sending jolts of pleasure through your entire being. you whimpered and moaned, unable to form coherent words as you surrendered completely to the sensations. "mhm…" you hummed in response to his unspoken question, your voice barely audible over the sounds of your entangled bodies.

as the intensity built within you, your grip on choso tightened and your movements became more erratic. your orgasm crashed over you like a tidal wave, overwhelming every nerve ending and leaving you gasping for air. his cock continued to fill you with blissful waves of ecstasy, your pussy clenching and milking him uncontrollably as he filled you with his seed.

finally, as the last shudders of pleasure subsided, you collapsed against choso's chest, panting and spent. the scent of sweat and sex filled the air around you, a physical manifestation of the passionate release you had just experienced together.

his breath hitched as he came down from his high, panting heavily as he tried to regain control of his senses. "that was... fucking incredible," he murmured, his voice rough with satisfaction.

you sat there panting, your body still trembling from the intensity of your orgasm. you could feel choso's cum starting to leak out of you, staining the floor beneath them.

"i never thought it would be like that," you admitted, your voice barely more than a whisper.

choso chuckled, his arm tightening around you as he pulled you closer. "it gets better every time," he promised, his voice a low purr against your ear. "but right now," he added, his hand moving to stroke your hair. "we should probably clean up before someone sees us."

you nodded, though you made no move to actually get up. you were content to stay there in his arms, even if you both were covered in sweat.

"i guess you're right," you finally agreed, your voice soft.

as you walked through the threshold of your home a few days later, a sudden urge to declutter and organize took over. your room, once cluttered with knick-knacks and forgotten items, was now being tidied up in a frenzy.

you discarded things that no longer held meaning or were not even yours to begin with - like the half-filled box of lentils or the dusty laura nyro record that had been sitting untouched for years. as you sorted through the chaos, a sense of renewal filled the air, as if shedding unnecessary possessions would bring clarity and order to your life.

and just like the various items you threw away to declutter your living space, you also threw away your three year relationship to be with that little devil that crept into your life, a cigarette in hand and a blood red harley to take him wherever he wanted to go.

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[exorcqism]

He is not dead. He can't die.

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!!!!

No one fuckin touch me rn I'm mourning 😭

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i’m cookin ya 🤫

[exorcqism]

GUYS IM NOT DEAD BTW..i needed another break. i have a couple ideas so i’ll get them done soon AND i have an ask to do