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kuroosatoru · 4 months ago

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all to myself - mechanic!toji nsfw oneshot

cw: nsfw!!!, size kink, head(giving and receiving), switch!toji, dilftoji, coworker trope ig, unprotected p in v, he cleans you up ;), not proofread;-;

wc: 2k (yeahhhh it gets pretty steamy, buckle up buttercup)

the summer heat was starting to get to you, the ac in the shop had been broken for a while now and it's not like your boss was making a point to get it fixed. you finish putting a new battery in a car as a bead of sweat crept down your face, preemptively turning around as you see toji's reflection in the silver of the hood, "are you sure you've got that? i wouldn't want you to hurt yourself, doll." he asks, poking fun at the fact you were too small to be working on cars in the first place. you laugh dryly, "seems easy enough if you can do it, does it not?" you reply, causing toji to take a step back. "hey my fault being concerned. boss wants ya though." toji says, his tone had shifted, and you couldn't help but worry that you hurt his feelings, "oh, alright. i'll head over there when in a minute." you reply. toji nods, walking away briskly.

toji was a confusing man, flirting with you one day and completely ignoring you the next. it should've turned you away from him, but if anything, it just made you more interested in the older man.

it's only here do you realize just how good the dark haired man looks in his uniform, his grease-stained coveralls tied around his waist, revealing the black tank underneath, which hugged his pecs and exposed his large arms. your mind began to wander, and toji could feel eyes on him, "it's not nice to stare, y/n!" he yells across the garage with a sly smirk. having been called out, you start to blush and turn around, unable to find something to say back to him. usually, the two of you would have kept going, but something had changed. you say your end of service spiel to the customer, lead them back to their vehicle and make your way into the bosses' office.

you reach the end of your shift, and now it's just you and toji closing up shop. after mopping the floor and counting the register, it's time for you to get changed out of your coveralls and head home. you open the door and start to get undressed when you hear the door open behind you, "oh! sorry i can wait." you exclaim, aware that toji needs to pick megumi up from daycare. he licks his lips, "nah, it's okay, doll. ladies first." he says, backing out of the room. you turn to lock the door, but you decide to leave it open just a crack, hopeful toji would come back or better yet, take you home with him.

you shimmy out of your uniform, and toji watches from the inviting crack in the door. unable to take his eyes away from your beautifully greasy and sweaty body, the way your panties hugged your hips made his throat dry. his mind wandering and leading him to his thick, long, cock making your stomach puff up. he decided then and there that he wanted, no, needed to be inside of you. you turn around, noticing toji,"fuhisguro! what are you doing?" you exclaim sarcastically, opening the door. "oh you don't know what you do to me, y/n." toji practically whispers, closing and finally locking the door behind him, his cock was already twitching at just the thought of finally having you to himself. despite the two of you being alone, you got excited at the potential of getting caught.

toji towered over you, his eyes now darkened with lust. you reach for his bulge and he lets out a moan so small, you swear you misheard him, "oh i think i do." you say, untying his coveralls. your fingers graze his waistband and he flinches. "is this okay?" you ask, slightly concerned you did something wrong. toji looks down at you, "you never have to ask, doll. 's just been a while." you nod, taking the tip of his member into your mouth, swirling your tongue around as he whimpers.

"fuck, y/n." he mumbles, thrusting his cock deeper into your throat, causing you to grip his muscular thighs for stability as you gag a little bit. you dig your nails in, sending chills down his spine; he grabs your hair with one hand and uses the other to wipe the sweat from his forehead. toji can barely handle it, and he lets out a moan as he finishes in your throat.

"shit, i'm sorry. i didn't mean to." he stutters out as he takes his semi-hard member out of your mouth. you smile and swallow his load, making him blush, "it's okay, toji. but what do you want to do now?" you ask with a slight smile as you stand up.

"well, doll. i gotta pick up the kid, so [...]" he trails off, grabbing a shop rag to wipe himself clean. you both put on your normal clothes and head out to your cars so you can go back to your respective homes.

toji could not stop thinking about you whatsoever, and while the blowjob was mind-blowing, he was stuck up on the fact that he never returned the favor. so, after dropping off gumi at his friends house, he decided to go to your place. hoping you decided to stay in for the day. toji arrives and you open the door for him, surprised to see him, "oh? what are you doing here?" you ask playfully. stepping aside to let him in, you finally get the chance to see him the way you've always iamagined.

today toji had on basketball shorts, which didn't leave much left to imagine, not that the burning image of his cock shoved into your mouth wasn't bright as day, but still. you had just gotten out of the shower when he answered, so you had on nothing but a thin robe, causing toji's mouth to water as he imagined the beautiful body underneath. "y/n, i can't stop thinking about that night." he admits to you sheepishly as you lead him to your couch.

"if you sit down, i can do it again," you reply with a smirk, patting the couch next to you. toji shakes his head, "no, doll. i wanted to taste you." he says, now standing in front of you, nudging your legs open with his knee.

"mmm, please?" he urges, taking your hand in his, getting onto his knees. you take a second to think about it, and open your legs to let him in, but not before taking a second to actually look at him. he's rugged. his black hair tousled into a sexily messy pile as his dark eyes looked into yours. you can tell he hasn't shaved in a while, his stubble starting to come back, but you decided that wouldn't be an issue. you needed this.

toji reaches his and towards your now throbbing clit, "oh you're so wet for me, doll," he smirks, finally touching you as you moan in respose. his large digits slide into you as he runs his tongue along your folds, he smiles to himself when he feels you tightening around his fingers. seeing how you moved your hips to have more of him was causing a tent to form in his shorts and he groans against you as he gently takes your clit into his mouth, and you can feel your legs tremble already. you can feel yourself about to finish, and toji can too. your wanton moans filled the room as he kept eating you out.

and then he stops, taking his fingers out of you and putting them into his mouth to suck them clean. "tojiiii," you whine in response, "i wasn't done yet." he smirks at you, any part of his personailty now taken over by lust. he leans forward to kiss you, "im sorry, but i need to be inside of you, doll." he says. as he takes his shorts off to reveal his member, you see the precum leaking from the tip.

he places his fingers on your lips, "open up, pretty girl, i want you to tatse youself too." he commands, and as you suck on his digits, he lets out a loud moan, "mmm, that's a good girl."

toji takes his fingers out of your mouth and uses your spit to lubricate himself, the tip of his dick now positioned at your entrance, begging to be let in. you nod at him, "go ahead, i can take it."

toji is big, much bigger than you've ever had, your face twists in a slight discomfort as you feel yourself stretch around him, "oh you poor thing, not used to having a real man eh?" toji remarks, starting his routine of gentle, short strokes into you. if we're being honest, you weren't 'used to' anything toji did, his deceiving demeanor constantly surprising you.

you wrap your legs around toji as he starts to speed up his thrusts, his long cock poking at your g-spot as you dig your nails into his back.

toji felt the knot in the pit of this stomach tighten as his thrusts got rougher, the rhythm he once had being taken away by how intoxicating your pussy was to him. he buries his face in your neck and leaves bite marks trailing down to your shoulder, "y/n," he warned, "i'm close." maybe he didn't mind having another kid he thought to himself as he saw your face contorting to reflect the intense pleasure his body brought you, "mmmh, too." you mumble, his cock causing you to lose all sense of self as your legs push yourself away from him in a futile attempt to move.

"nuh-uh, doll. no running away this time," toji whispers as he pulls you back to him. now, he's bottomed out, the tip of his member making a clear bump towards the bottom of your stomach. you look down at the symphony of squelching the two of you are making and you cum around toji, gripping his shoulders to stop yourself from ascending to the heavens as your vision turns white. toji grips your hips and proceeds to use you to finish himself off, and you can't say you hated being his toy.

"oh holy shit, y/n. you feel so fucking good wrapped around my cock, look at you, taking it like a good girl." toji says with a whimper as he finishes inside of you. he doesn't pull out right away, in fact, he never wants this moment to end. with your face contorted in pleasure as your sweet pussy was still gripping him, he thinks to himself maybe i don't mind having another kid.

the puzzle the two of you were entangled in dissipated as the grip you had on toji got exceedingly weaker. your legs fall, letting him pull out. the mixture of your fluids soon started to fall from your legs and as you reach for something to clean yourself up with, he stops you. "i want to do it," he says eagerly, your brain unable to decipher what he meant after toji had you reach your limit just now. "okay, but you have to be gentle," you reply sheepishly, willing to take yourself as far as toji would help you along the way. he grins, excited that you're willing to be his toy.

toji gets back into his well-earned spot in-between your legs, your pussy slightly red from the fun he had just had with you. he blows a cold breath onto you, causing you to flinch in excitement. he kisses your entrance before sticking his tongue inside of you, swirling it in circles just how you did when you started this whole thing. you throw your head back against the couch you honestly forgot you were on and scream, "oh god toji, p-please don't stop." your eyes meet as he starts to rub your clit with his thumb.

"oh don't worry, doll. you're my new favorite toy," he says without taking his mouth off of you. you're barely holding on and you know you should've been done a long time ago, but who would've known toji had this much in him? who could've thought he'd have so much of himself in you?

notes: sorry if it's rough! but wow oh wow has this been something ive thought of a lot. i hope you enjoyed xoxo - jib

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kuroosatoru · 5 months ago

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ZAYNE: I'll admit there's something undeniably addictive about stepping out of line.

LOVE AND DEEPSPACE — Nightly Rendezvous

↳ XAVIER | SYLUS | ZAYNE | RAFAYEL

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kuroosatoru · 5 months ago

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okay i'm starting to fully understand the sukuna hype now ...

#mrow #need him expeditiously

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kuroosatoru · 5 months ago

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Hair down Nanami......oh, hair down Nanami looks like he puts you in headlocks when he hits it from the back and doesn't even apologize for being rough.

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kuroosatoru · 5 months ago

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kitttt omg🫨🫨

GAG ON IT .ᐟ — N. KENTO ୨‧₊˚✩

about. the only thing you want more than anything in the world is to get your boyfriend off but… you don't know how. luckily, nanami kento is a great teacher.

pairing. nanami kento x f!reader (non-sorcerer au)

wc. 2.6k

cw. dom!nanami, sub!virgin reader, (messy) oral (m. receiving), humiliation kink (if you squint), reader has a heavy praise kink, f!masturbation, pet names, face f!cking + deepthroating, head-pusher nanamin <3, slight angst (again, if you squint), reader is kinda insecure about lack of experience, lots of praise and validation ♡

kit’s note. hi, i'm (sorta) new here so pls forgive my writing and any mistakes... i haven't written in, like, 84 years and this really wasn’t supposed to be as long as it is. nonetheless, i hope u enjoy my very first jjk fic — kit ୨ৎ

nanami kento was one sexually experienced man.

you knew this. from the very first glance, it was undeniable. something in the way he carried himself, the gravity of his presence, told you—no, assured you—that he would unravel you, reshape you, and leave his mark in ways you couldn’t yet comprehend.

and, of course, you were correct.

you, however, were his perfect contradiction, a stark contrast that bled into everything you had built together, evident in every moment, every choice, every collision of your worlds.

nanami was your first boyfriend, and while school had offered its version of ‘sex education’ and the internet had no shortage of explicit material, none of it had ever translated into real experience—well, until him.

you’ve been turned on before, no doubt about it. you’ve given yourself a few weak orgasms with an amazon vibrator, sure. but the carnal desire you got when nanami was around was a feeling you’d never experienced before. how could a man be so hot and sweet and turn you on without even trying? he was perfect. beyond perfect.

and he was respectful. always so respectful. he wanted your first time to be everything you’ve ever dreamed of because he knows that’s what everyone deserves– it’s what you, above all, deserve. that’s why he decided to take it slow regardless of his personal desires.

it started with soft pecks. the teeny tiny ones that had you aching for more. those slowly led to real kisses, his tongue seeking solace in your mouth, roaming and exploring the new territory. then came the make out sessions, him leaving love bites on your neck while you rocked yourself against him subconsciously. which finally verged on him eating you out with his thick, long fingers fucking in and out of your cunt.

he was amazing– so mind-boggling that you couldn’t make sense of it. while you knew that he knew what he was doing, it had you appalled. he could make you cum one, two, three times in one sitting and you’ve never even heard of anything like this in your friends’ sex lives.

there was one miniscule problem with nanami, though. when you would ask if he needed help with the big… issue in his pants, he’d brush you off with a “don’t worry about me, sweetheart,” like the gentleman he is.

the more and more he refused your helping hand, the worse you felt. why should you be the only one that gets to feel good? especially when it’s at the hand of someone as compassionate and caring as nanami.

the insecurities had been festering within you for a while now. all you wanted was for him to feel good. you wanted him to have the same toe-curling experiences that he gives you. you wanted him to cum for you, because of you.

you’d hoped that one day, he might ask you for help to get him off, yet that day never came.

it’s why you decided to take matters into your own hands, asking him to come over to your apartment and dropping to your knees the second he entered your home. you gave him the biggest doe eyes and pout you could muster.

he was stunned, mouth ajar and eyes widened. you’re not usually so bold with him, which was fine. admittedly, he always thought your aversion to talking about sexual things was kinda cute.

still awestruck after a minute, he breathily asks, “sweetheart, wh-what are you…”

“well, ken, i’ve been thinking about you and me a lot lately and i realized… you’re always so giving… ‘n you’re always taking such good care of me.” you shyly trail off him as your hands itched to touch him… to take his cock into your hands– into your mouth. “i wanna take care of you now, if you’d let me?”

“you don’t have to do that, my love. i do those things because i want to, not because i have to. you should know that.” he says, airly. a voice that you’ve only ever heard a handful of times. one that makes your cunt pulse.

“i know. i jus’ want you to use my mouth, ken. you’re… you’re always making me feel good,” you beg with your eyes. “wanna make you feel good, too.”

“oh, baby,” he smiles softly at you, hand cupping your cheek while his finger brushes over the pout on your lips. “but you always make me feel good.”

you slightly open your mouth allowing his thumb to enter. your lips wrap around his finger, eyes fluttering close and a broken, needy moan sounding in your throat. you suck the way you’d actually suck him off, hand coming to wrap around his wrist while your tongue swirls around him.

nanami holds back his moan at the sight of you crazed and depraved. he’s seen you needy before but never to this degree. never so eager to please.

“fuck,” he muttered to himself, slipping his thumb out of your mouth and smearing your saliva over your lips. he pulls your bottom lip down, “you want it that bad, princess?”

you nodded, “please— so bad, kento.”

and he could never say no to you. especially not when you’re giving him teary eyes and that voice.

so he nods, unbuttoning his pants and pulling the zipper down. the sound alone excites you, yet you can’t help but feel the apprehension of being face to face with his cock.

nothing could’ve prepared you for the sight before you. while you’d felt him through his pants during your messy makeout sessions, his intimidating size exceeded your expectations by a mile. you accepted the challenge, nonetheless.

and now, here you were struggling to take his cock down your throat. and while he’d been praising you like crazy, you knew good and well he wasn’t getting off anytime soon. it’s when he suggested eating you out instead, you knew that your attempts were futile.

“you wanna try again, baby?” nanami coos softly as he strokes the top of your head. “we can stop if you wanna… i can eat that pretty pussy instead, i don’t mind at all.” the suggestion makes your heat throb but you shake your head incessantly. you can do this.

you look up at him through your wet lashes and he twitches in your dainty hand. “i wanna make you cum for once.” the words tumble out of your swollen lips in a mutter.

he frowns, hands coming back to your cheeks, only this time, the pads of his thumbs meet the wet, heated skin, brushing away the remainder of your tears.

you might be too good for him. you don’t even know how many times the thought of you alone has gotten nanami off. you don’t know how many cold showers he’s had to take, how much self-control it takes to be around you.

he sighs, squishing your face and forces you to look up at him. “alright, sweetheart, open wide for me, yeah? i’ll guide you.” his hands force you to nod. your heart skips a beat and the kaleidoscope of butterflies swarm wildly in your stomach.

you oblige almost immediately, parting your lips, ready to (try and) take him again.

“‘kay, we’re gonna go slow. remember to breathe through your nose– and no teeth.” he instructs and you’re nodding, wrapping your pretty lips around his gorgeous length. “i’ll let you lead, you can move your head down a little more when you’re ready, yeah?”

nanami sharply exhales when he feels the warmth of your mouth. heat spreads through his toned body like a wildfire– you drive him crazy.

even more crazy when you suddenly remember what you’ve seen in the pornos your friends forced you to watch. you look up at him through your lashes, letting your tongue swipe against the slit of his cock. “fuck, that’s it, sweet girl. use that tongue.”

you don’t know why, but the whispered curse that slips from his plump lips– lips that are raw from the way he can’t stop gnawing at them– has you arching into him. your cunt is begging for friction, so much so that it has you weeping. your eyes and your pussy.

his praise spurs you on and you push your head down some more. it makes you gag, yes, but you remember what he said, breathing heavily through your nose. you’re already crying and looking back up to see his face contorted in pleasure has you taking him deeper and deeper. you need more of these reactions– you don’t think you’ve ever wanted anything more, but that could be the need to please clouding your judgment.

nanami can’t resist the urge to fuck your cute little face when you look at him like that. the tears… the big, wide eyes trying to keep contact with his eyes… the way you look like a complete, utter mess all for him.

he moves his hands to dig into your hair before pushing you some more. the tip of his cock gets lodged in your tight throat and he loses it when he feels you attempting to swallow around him.

he throws his head back and lets out an echoing moan. “you’re suuuch a good girl. take my cock so well, pretty. ‘m so p-proud of you.” he praises. “so good f’me, aren’t you?”

you choke, letting the tears fall without an ounce of shame, but you nod with your mouth full of cock. you could care less about the way he’s actively bruising your throat, you’re making him feel good… and that makes you feel good. so good that you’re subtly fucking the air in hopes your boyfriend doesn’t notice.

“yeaaah, you are…” he hums, looking back down at you, taking him like the good girl you are. of course he notices you, he has a keen eye for these things. “aw, look at you. so needy… ‘s sucking me off getting you hot ‘n bothered?”

you whine in agreement, vibrating him to his core. you choke at the words, spluttering all over his cock creating bubbles of saliva at the base. his hands tug on your hair, pulling you off and it leaves you heaving, soft sobs ripping from your throat.

“tell me, sweetheart. i wanna make sure my girl is always satisfied.” he demands in a somewhat authoritative tone.

“k-ken, don’t care ‘bout that– i-i wan’ you to cum,” you practically beg to have him back in your mouth, but his hands in your hair hold you still.

he shakes his head, “uh-uh, none of that. go ahead and play with yourself for me, just like i taught you. you remember that, don’t you, my love?”

he makes your head nod again, his cock throbbing at the sight of your drool covering the entirety of your chin.

you let out a shaky breath as your hand moves from his muscular thigh to the waistband of your shorts. as you slip inside, your fingers find your desperate clit, rubbing it in circles the way he taught you. “k-ken, pl-please,” you moan.

he shudders, stomach flipping and cock twitching eagerly like he’s some teenager who’s never been touched. “please what, pretty girl?” he asks, his attempts to mask his neediness were vain and it was starting to show.

“please, fuck my face, kento. ple–” your words are muffled by nanami shoving his cock back into your mouth.

he lets his composure fly out the window, the guttural groan he’s been keeping down comes out loud– loud enough to make your eyes widen. “g-god, sweetheart– you’re… you’re gonna drive me–” he pushes your head down, squeezing his eyes shut as you swallow around him again. “insane. fuck, you’re so good, so good for me– fuck, baby, you’re making me feel so good.”

nanami knows he’ll probably regret rambling like this later, but, unbeknownst to him, it has you rubbing your clit like your life depends on it. messy circles over the unduly sensitive bud while he thrusts into your mouth with just as much vigor.

you gag and gag and the only thing it does is make nanami whine. he will definitely hate himself later for losing his self control, but right now? he’s madly in love with you and he’s showing it by giving you exactly what you want. pounding his cock into your mouth, using your face just like you asked.

your eyes roll and brows furrow in ecstasy, the now-familiar knot in your tummy forms with zeal.

“sweetheart– ugh, forgive me.” he moans, voice cracking handsomely. “fuck, baby. ‘m gonna cum– y-you’re making it so hard to hold back.”

why would you want him to? that’s the exact opposite of what you want. you try to relay that by snaking your free hand to the back of his thigh and pulling him towards you.

he hears your actions loud and clear and, before you know it, you feel the ribbons of seed painting your throat as his cock twitches uncontrollably.

the groans that leave his mouth are sinful. you’ve never heard him sound like this in the entirety of your time together— so unhinged and feral. you find that what’s coming out of his mouth might be your favorite sound ever and it’s definitely become your favorite side of him. the side of nanami where he’s the complete opposite of his otherworldly, chivalrous self. the gentleman you’ve grown to know and love is a hungry, filthy, masked freak and you fear that you’ve just released a beast upon you. not that you mind in the slightest. the thought only excites you further.

“god, you’re such a good fucking girl,” he says through gritted teeth. “so pretty and perfect, all for me. my good girl.”

your fingers work faster at the praise and your muffled whimpers grow louder. all the while, your mouth overflows with his heavy load and you feel it beginning to leak from the corners of your lips.

once nanami notices, he pulls himself out of your mouth and you cough, choking over the exorbitant amounts of cum in attempts to swallow all of it.

“k-ken,” you heave, your voice hoarse. your fingers are still rubbing at your clit, uncoordinated, yet it’s getting the job done. “did i do okay?”

nanami’s still coming down from his mind blowing orgasm, chest huffing and puffing, but when he hears you seeking validation, he’s on his knees before you in an instant.

his hand slips in your panties and finds yours, your nimble fingers toying with your bud.

“so well. now c’mere,” he mutters. his fingers guide yours— he’s simply moving yours for you— and his other hand comes to cup your cheek. hungry for a taste, he slams his lips against yours, tongue invading your mouth despite the fact that he just came in it.

his fingers move yours faster and faster and you don’t even realize he’s pushing yours aside to take over.

you’re so weak when it comes to him. with him tonguing your mouth and his fingers working you, it’s no wonder you're coming undone in less than a minute.

you moan a mantra of his name into his, your body going taut as the knot in your tummy unravels.

he lets you ride it out, playing with your cunt till your shaky hands wrap around his wrist and you pull his hand away.

he moves his lips to your cheek, trailing wet pecks all the way to your ear. he whispers in your ear, tugging on the lobe with his teeth.

“i might be addicted to your pretty little mouth, sweetheart.”

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kuroosatoru · 5 months ago

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perfect strangers - choso kamo x fem!reader

⭑.ᐟ part one

ᥫ᭡ wc: 2.7k, it gets a lil dirty lol

ᥫ᭡ content warnings:

nsfw, afab!reader, slight angst, mentions of death, mentions of smoking weed, softdom!choso, unprotected sex+its consequences, mentions of pregnancy, he's just sickeningly sweet ugh. lowkey slowburn but wtv not proofread 100%

there was a slight chill in the air, a sure sign that summer was soon coming to an end. as you make your way back around the block after your run, music blasting from your headphones when you slam into what feels like a wall. you look up, eyes meeting the face of a very tired, built man.

choso kamo wasn't the type to get attached to very many people. he had no memory of his father, and his mother had passed a few years ago at this point; he simply saw no appeal in meeting anyone new. now, this doesn't mean he refuses to show up every now and then, he does have obligations after all.

he shoots you a smile for the sake of being polite, "you should watch where you're going. i could've been a criminal waiting to run your pockets," he pauses, "or something." he finishes, smile falling from his face.

"or something," you start, "y/n. nice to meet you..?" you trail off, waiting for his response.

his eyes widen slightly at your forwardness: "oh, i'm choso." he replies awkwardly, his almost purple eyes met yours, "hey, there's this party i'm going to tonight. you wouldn't want to come, would you?" he asks, pulling his phone out of his back pocket, "everyone should get there around nine-ish. here." he finishes, attempting to hand his phone to you.

"what am i supposed to do with this?" you ask him playfully as he rolls his eyes, no longer wishing to entertain you. you take the hint and grab the phone out of his hand and put your number into it.

one of his 'brothers' was having a house party, and with choso being in a frat, he was making said appearance tonight. it's not like he was particularly excited this time around, but he was ready to get out of his head and forget about his issues for a little while.

"don't worry, i'll pick you up." he says as the two of you go your separate ways.

this wasn't like you, going to a party with a guy you met not even twelve hours earlier. if your friends back home knew, they'd tear you a new one, not to mention your parents. you had half a mind to text choso to cancel, your nerves starting to get the best of you, when your phone buzzes.

hey, i should be there soon. keep an eye out for me will ya?

he arrives not even ten minutes later, his sports car purring as he pulled up. he gets out of the car to open your door for you, an almost nervous smirk on his face. after making sure you were inside of the car, he closes the door and the two of you are on the way to his friends house.

you weren't dressed to the nines by any means, but you still made sure you looked good, the shorts you wore perfectly accentuating your oh so plump ass. whether that was for choso or not, he just couldn't stop looking.

there was a palpable tension in the air, eyes playing tag with the others body as choso's hand found its way to your upper thigh. you take in a deep breath as his hand gets closer to your pussy, legs pressing themselves together.

"look at that, we're here." choso says, taking his hand back to finish parking the car; you can't help but notice the slight tent forming in his pants. after gaining his composure, the two of you went inside.

it had been a few hours since you first arrived now; choso had disappeared somewhere, so you found yourself in a circle with a few people you had recognized from your classes passing a blunt around.

the black-haired boy watches from a distance as you inhale the earthy flavor of the wrap, your shoulders relaxing as the high begins to take effect almost immediately since you don't smoke very often; your eyes finally meet as you wave him over with a slightly dazed smile. choso would think it were cute, if it weren't for him becoming witness to someone trying to take you from him. as he feels his face heat up with anger, he sighs, what has gotten into him? he doesn't even know you like that. choso still eagerly makes his way over to you despite every bone in his body not wanting to; you offer the blunt to him as he shakes his head.

"i'll show ya some real good smoke later on," he pauses nervously, "only if you wanted to though."

you nod in response, and the two of you head back to chosos place.

in the midst of basking in his thoughts, he starts to roll a joint for the two of you to share. you watch him attentively as he packs the herb tight, and his eyes meet yours as he seals it. causing a familiar heat to ignite in-between your legs as the two of you look away from each other in embarrassment, "be right back, need a light." choso says as he dismisses himself.

choso was a greedy smoker. his forced antisocial nature often turning him away from smoking with anyone other than his demons. meaning, he had no idea how you ended up here, and choso would be lying if he said he didn't like having you with him. you had a warmth that brought something out in choso he hadn't felt in a while. despite this, choso still decided he couldn't let himself get too attached to you, which was probably for the best.

he walks back into the room slightly crestfallen with a lighter in hand; you grab the freshly rolled herb off of his tray and hand it to him. your finger graze each other's, causing the both of you to blush a little bit. choso places the joint in-between his lips as he lights it, the flame casting a faint glow onto his face.

"do you do this with all of the girls you bring over?" you ask as you hit it, trying not to cough.

choso's eyes widen a little as he scoffs, "this is gonna make me sound like a loser, but i don't have many people over, let alone girls." he takes the j from you, "guess you're just special," he says with a shrug as he inhales the smoke deeply.

thinking back, choso had only ever had a grand total of three women in his place: his ex-girlfriend from highschool, a one night stand from last semester, and a recent tinder hookup; none of them were parallel to his current experience with you.

you place your hand on his upper thigh, eyes fluttering and full of lust, "guess we'll have to make it something to remember then." choso gasps softly as his head cocks to the side, demeanor changed ever-so-slightly from your sudden forwardness; his mind nearly goes blank as you move your hand closer to his growing member. he puts the joint out hastily and leans in to kiss you.

it had been so long since choso was intimate with anyone that he swore he was going to cum just from how intoxicating your kiss was; his lips left a smattering of kisses leading down to your chest as he pulled away.

"y/n, i just want to make sure you actually want to do this." he says almost so quietly that you swore you would've missed it if you weren't looking right at him. choso was nervous, regardless of how hard his throbbing cock was, "i don't want you to be disappointed, but i'm not that.." he pauses, looking for the right word to say, "good at this whole thing."

you nearly laugh in his face, "i've wanted to have you in me since whatever you did to me in your car, and whether you're good or not, i just want you." you say, eyes glazed over and hanging low from the high you were still feeling. choso's lips fervently meet yours once again as you start to graze your fingers along his clothed cock; he takes your shirt off of you, your lips separating for only a split second. he needed more of you, he thought to himself as his precum started to soak through his pants. "cho," you pause, a small whimper escaping his mouth as you pull away from him, "please fuck me." he nods eagerly as you both get off of his bed.

in one swift motion, you finish taking your clothes off and kneel down in front of choso, his legs spread just enough for you to fit between. you unbutton his pants and let them fall to the ground.

choso was in bad shape, his thick cock throbbing almost painfully from his already impending release as you pull his underwear down. choso's eyes squeeze shut as you rub your thumb along his slit. you smile to yourself before taking his tip into your mouth and start to suck him off ever so gently.

"ohh my god," choso says with a groan. if your mouth had him losing his mind, he couldn't even fathom just how delectable it would feel when he finally got the chance to be inside of you. choso collects your hair in his hand and pulls firmly as he pushes his way deeper into your throat, causing it to tighten around him as you gag.

"shit," he pauses, "i didn't mean to do that, y/n." he continues as he starts to pull himself out. it didn't matter if he was telling the truth or not, you just needed him inside of you in any way he'd be willing.

you grasp the back of his thighs tight to keep him close not fully done blowing him just yet, " 's okay cho, i didn't mind." you say with a smile in an attempt to comfort him; his shoulders relax as he sees just how pretty you look perched underneath him. your lips glossy with spit and your tits perfectly highlighted in the dimly lit, smoke filled room. as you're guiding his dick back into your mouth, you pause, "i want you to use me, cho." you finish, feeling the slick in-between your legs start to gather in your panties, as you squeeze your plush thighs tightly together. you desperately needed a release, whether that was choso's or your own.

choso moans as you finish taking him into your mouth, his tip almost crying from how badly he needed to cum, he was not going to last very long whatsoever. you brace yourself just in time as he rudely shoves his cock down your throat, causing your eyes to prickle with small tears. as he reaches the back of your throat, he moans again.

"mmh, that's right. take all of it like a good girl." he coos, and you can tell he's about to finish. regardless of how kind he had been to you, he had still felt like you had teased him nearly all night. his thrusts into your throat began to grow more erratic as he finally finishes in your throat with a whimper. you swallow his cum with a smile as you stand up and choso picks you up to gently place you back on his bed, teetering over the edge as your legs instinctively open up when choso finds his way in-between them. his mouth hovers over your clit as your eyes meet, "is this okay?"

you nod, "you don't have to ask choso, remember? i'm all yours right now." the black haired boy exhales and reaches a digit into your oh so wet pussy. your legs close around his head almost immediately, and choso opens you back up, legs pinned open with his hands gripping your thighs. his tongue traces circles around your clit as he groans to himself at how good you taste.

choso just couldn't get enough of you. from your oh so sweet face to the delectable taste of your pussy. which was drenched in arousal as he removes his finger from inside of you, sucking it clean.

"mmh, you taste so fucking good." he remarks, standing up and taking his already re-solidified cock in his large hand. he lines himself up with your entrance, giving your pussy a few gentle tap-tap-taps, resulting in you letting out a wanton moan and arching your back.

"ohh yeah, that's my good girl," choso coos in response, his tip pleading to be pushed inside of you. he was almost at his limit, needing to dig deep within himself to hold himself back as to not ravage you completely just yet. his eyes flutter shut as he pushes his way into you, cock throbbing in relief. he whimpers almost pathetically as his rhythmic, soothing thrusts start to speed up, his thick, juicy dick almost too much for you to handle.

you make sure to let him know that too, "ohhh cho, 's so big." you say in-between your moans which grew louder each time his cock reentered you.

a cocky smirk crawls across choso's face as he watches you fall apart, "shhh, just let me take good care of you, okay? i know how bad you need it." he whispers to you, his hand tracing comforting circles on your thigh. your pussy squeezes around him, begging for choso to go deeper. your nails dig into his back, leaving small crescent shapes in their wake.

"ohhh choso, fuck!" you exclaim, "i'm gonna cum!" you finish warning him as his thrusts become more sporadic. he was barely holding on himself at this point, his self-control long gone now.

"it's okay my pretty girl, you can let it go now." choso says, leaving small bites along your neck, as he works his way deeper into you.

just as the tip of choso's dick finally reaches your g-spot, you cum around him, legs holding him in tight as you come to completion. he tries to push himself out of you, but you're not letting him go.

quickly you blurt, "i'm on the pill, don't worry," you finish stuttering out in-between gasps heavily laced with lust.

choso nods, and his thrusts start to increasingly grow harder as he climbs closer to his climax, lord knows how he's lasted as long as he has prior to his own round one. either way, his ability to hold onto his release was lost as he became a whimpering, moaning mess on top of you.

after a few moments of choso spilling into you, he plops onto the bed, "that was," he pauses, purple eyes gazing into yours as the lust in them soon dissipates, "the best i've ever had."

you smile at him, brain empty from how hard you had cum, "good." you say as your eyes eventually flutter shut, exhausted from choso making you his.

the next morning, you awake to the smell of pancakes. as your eyes begin to open, a shirtless choso breaches into view.

"hey," he smiles at you, "last night was phenomenal." he finishes saying, passing the plate of pancakes to you. they were warm, and so was choso all of a sudden, personality having made a full 180 from the man you had met the day before. he liked you, and he he wouldn't mind if you had decided to stick around for a while.

shakily, you pull the stick out of the red solo cup you had sitting on your bathroom counter, a faint positive sign almost glowing in the flickering light. i need to fix this damned thing you think to yourself, unsure if you were referring to your new addition or the light. with a regretful sigh, you text choso.

a few months had passed since you and him had actually interacted, only ever passing each other on the way to your classes, which were miles apart; to say choso missed you would be an understatement. choso was yearning to be with you again; he couldn't get you off of his mind. you were a plague that he didn't want to find a cure for. so, when his phone lit up with a message from you, he rushed to be there in any way you needed.

he was nervous, and so were you. so, when choso arrived at your apartment with flowers, you nearly cried in his arms out of relief.

"it's gonna be okay, y/n. we'll figure this out together." he says as he holds you right against his chest. this time, you knew he meant what he said, and you were willing to see just how well this whole thing ended up.

ᥫ᭡ author's note(s): uninvolved fratboy!choso exists and he's a sweetie, i don't make the rules.. ++ idk how many parts this is going to be, but TRUST me i'll take care of our boy and y/n. she's got him so pathetically wrapped around her finger, and neither one of them would want it any other way rn tbh. also... i'm like 100% using the timeskip in my p.2 to avoid actually writing about pregnancy lol

ᥫ᭡ taglist: @sluturu @cajunfootrub (thank you both sm for helping my indecisive self)

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