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"Are you sure you're okay with this?" Choso asked, his hands resting by your head and his body above yours. His eyebrows were furrowed in concern. You smiled up at him, bringing one of your hands to his cheek. "Yes, Choso. I'm sure." He leaned into your touch, his own fingers coming to wrap around your wrist.
"I don't want you to change your mind on me. But we can stop whenever you want us too." He sighed, closing his eyes and nuzzling into your palm, "Don't be afraid to tell me. I want you to be happy."
"I am happy, Cho. I promise." You whispered. He opened his eyes, gazing down into your own. You placed your elbow under your shoulder and leaned up to him. He smiled and latched his lips to yours, his hand coming to rest at the base of your neck.
The kiss was soft and slow, being filled with all the unsaid words and kept-inside love. You felt yourself drifting off, so concentrated on the feeling of his lips to yours, that your mind wandered.
How did it even come to this? Not that you were angry or anything, but first meeting Choso, you swore you would never like him.
--~•~--
"Hi, you must be my new roommate!" an over-excited girl screamed, before stopping to take an actual look at you. She sighed and then muttered something, nearly causing you to freak out.
"Uhh, yeah, I am. Hey, I'm Y/N L/N." you smiled, setting your hand out for her to take. She grinned sarcastically, and took your outstretched hand.
She shook it for a second then pulled you through the entrée of the elevators, "Kugisaki Nobara. We have to get to our dorm, come on!"
You and Kugisaki talked through the elevator ride; laughing at each other's jokes, talking about your family, talking about everything, really.
Finally, the elevator pulled to a stop, opening the doors and signaling for you to come out.
The both of you stumbled out of the metal machine, still laughing and talking. You snapped your head up to see your dorm, and you scrunched your face in disgust.
Pressed against the wall was a girl, with a much - much - taller guy leaning over her, lips squished together in a desperate make-out session.
"Oh. For the love of god." Kugisaki groaned, throwing her hand up to her forehead in disbelief, "get a room, you two."
You turned your gaze off to the side, avoiding the display in front of you.
"Can I just get one day - one day - without watching two people practically choke each other with their tongues?" You hissed out, lips pressed together in a thin line.
The guy turned and looked at you and Kugisaki, his face slightly flushed from over exertion. "Hey!" He called, abandoning the girl he had pinned, "You're new right?"
You turned and watched him approach you, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. He scanned you up and down, leaning back into himself.
"What's your name, beautiful?" He smiled, body slack against the wall.
It was your turn to scan him up and down. He was undeniably attractive - a freshly healed stripe tattoo stretched across his face, still red at the edges, his dark eyes immediately attaching you to him.
You smiled awkwardly, “Yeah, I’m new. The name is Y/N L/N.”
He grinned, “A pretty name for a pretty girl. I think we're going to get along well.”
--~•~--
You took the hand that rested on his face and placed it over his shoulder, pausing before running it down his toned body. He shivered at your touch, hissing through his teeth as you reached lower and lower on his abdomen.
"Someone's a little excited." He chuckled, leaning up and getting rid of his shirt with a cross of his arms. As he leaned back down, you peppered kisses along his neck - reaching below his jaw and down to the curve of his shoulder. He groaned rough and low, sending a shock down through your body and pooling at your core.
He softy rolled his fingers down your sides, massaging every inch of skin he could touch.
"You're teasing, Choso. Get on with it." You whined, clenching your thighs together for some type of friction. Still leaning over you, Choso placed his thigh in between yours, stopping the subtle rub of your skin. "Easy now, Doll. I think you're the one teasing me."
You moaned when his lips found your neck, sucking and nibbling softly at the exposed flesh. "Choso." you groaned, hooking your arms under his - nails searching for the muscles of his back. You rolled your head off to the side, giving Choso more of your neck to suck on.
He grinned against your shoulder and bit down - hard - enticing a startled moan out of you. "Ah! Choso! What was that for?" You hissed, raking your nails down his back.
His tongue traced the indented teeth marks in your shoulder, smiling wider. "Just leaving a few marks so you remember." He rumbled, "not that you would forget how you're going to feel."
You felt a tightening pull at your core, making you slump back on the bed and reach to the bottom of your body. You - slowly - pulled Choso's big hoodie over your head watching as Choso's eyes bore into your little show.
You pulled the hoodie off your body, the large fabric letting loose your boobs. The dress you wore dipped low on your chest, so you didn't wear a bra. Your chest lay fully exposed and Choso's hoodie lay in your palm. You flick it around for a second, throwing it off somewhere in the dorm.
Choso watched, almost entranced, by the way your body moved and the lace that lay on your form. "God, you're beautiful." He praised, hands coming to trace your sides. The feather-light touches caused a whimper to spill out from your mouth.
"Choso - please."
"Please what, Doll? You have to tell me what you want. Go on." He purred, fingers idly tracing circles on the curve of your hip. You stubbornly turned your head away from him, snapping your mouth shut. He's never going to let you live that down.
"What happened to my little doll? Hmmm?" He muttered, leaning in closer, hot breath sending a shudder through your body, "You have to beg for it."
You whined, arching your back to relieve the aching in your core. "Choso, please. God, just give it to me." He smirked, lips tilting off to the side, "Your wish is my command, Darling."
He slowly pulled the borrowed black lace down your legs, marveling at the sight of small strings of cum keeping it attached to your soaked cunt.
He threw your thigh over his shoulder. You let out a gasp, throwing your hips up closer to him. He laughed and blew on your drooling pussy, ripping a shock of pleasure through your frame.
"Cho - Choso." you moaned, body already visibly shaking from your previous make-out session.
He grinned, wide and cocky, and dipped his head down between your thighs. "You're already so wet, Doll. Do I excite you that much?" He commented, licking a stripe up your folds.
"Yes! Choso - yes." You whined, "All for you. Only for you."
Choso turned his head to kiss the sensitive area of your inner thigh, leaving a trail of sloppy, wet kisses in his wake. He continued to sprinkle you with hickeys, enjoying the little noises that left you when he bit down.
"Look at you, begging to be fucked." He smirked, "what happened to hating my guts? Use your words, Sugar." You moaned, thighs jerking both toward and away from his touch.
"I cannot do this right now, Cho. Please, I just need you to eat me up already!" You bristled, hips jumping at his feather-soft advances. He chuckled, finally turning back your sloppy mess of a cunt.
Choso paused, his breath making the tingling in your cunt more intense. You whimpered and he dived down into you, lapping up your slick like it was water. You hissed, loud and high, and grinded down on his tongue. He smiled, moving the hood of your pussy to reveal your sensitive pearl.
He dug himself deeper, his fingers rolling your clit between themselves. You arched into his touch, his tongue moving steadily within you.
His eyes bore into your body, you could feel it. He studied your every movement; the curve of your hips onto his tongue, the many teeth indents and purple splotches littering your body, and the sound of you echoing around him.
You clamped down on him, your hand coming to tangle into his hair; the other hand stayed fisted in the sheets, making a mess of the cotton. Choso's vacant hand slithered against your flesh, moving closer and closer to your pussy.
You were on cloud 9. The sensation of both your cunt being stuffed and the repetitive flicking (and an occasional lick) of your clit sending you off into the clouds. Choso finally stuck two of his fingers into your cunt, twisting them inside you.
"Choso!" You yelped, feeling your core tightening harder.
"Mmm, Doll. You taste heavenly." Choso commented, praise falling from his lips and shooting even more pleasure through you. You sucked in a breath, only paying attention to the feeling of his fingers pummeling into you and the hot tongue that repeatedly ran across your folds, dipping into you softly.
You subconsciously closed your thighs around his head, eyes closing in ecstasy. "Doll." He reprimanded, warning you. He pulled out his fingers, making you whine from the loss of contact, and pushed your thighs farther apart.
“Choso, I can’t take it anymore. I need you to touch me, make me cum. With your tongue, your fingers, your cock - just please!” you moaned, tears of desperation gathering in the corners of your eyes. Choso’s eyes clicked his gaze up to you, cock furious against his slacks.
A snarl-ish growl ripped through Choso's vocal cords, sending a vibration coursing through you. You threw your head back, body arching at his touch.
He pushed his fingers back into your tight heat, pushing until the second knuckle.
This man knew how to worship you. His fingers curling faster, his tongue flickering against your clit.
He brought the hand that was rolling against your clit to your hip, massaging your skin and bones.
"Choso - please. I'm going to cum!" you screamed, body shaking violently. You were oddly relaxed, the constant, soft touch of his fingers digging into your flesh making you slowly recline into him.
You pushed further on his tongue, begging him to go faster.
Feeling like the knot in your stomach was going to snap, you bend into him, body lifting off the bed. He smiled against your cunt, and removed both his fingers and his tongue.
"Choso! What the hell?" you cried, deprived of the pleasure. Choso smiled at you, bringing his finger to his chin and wiping away your slick that resided there. He sucked his finger for a second, then shifted so that his hips pressed against your core.
"You're not cumming until it's around my cock, Darling" he sneered, wriggling out of his grey sweatpants. He finally kicked them off the edge of the bed.
You moaned when he rubbed his clothed dick against your clit, body spasming and crashing back against his.
"Please, Choso. Just give it to me already." you whined greedily, pushing down against the bulge in his boxers. He grinned, eyes crinkling at the sides. "You know, Y/N? You're so gorgeous." he praised, running his fingers up and down your leg as he leaned over you.
You muttered something incoherent, moving to hook your legs around his back. He pulled his boxers off, letting is cock spring free.
You drooled at the sight; the pink tip that begged to be relieved, the vein that ran down the sides leaving you wondering how it would feel against your walls.
He lined himself up at your entrance, looking at you for consent. You nodded, pushing your core closer against him. "Get on with it, you tease." you begged, shifting your hips toward him as he ran the head down your folds to gather slick.
Choso gripped your hips and placed in the first inch, already getting you high off of the feeling. He pushed in a few more inches, gaping at the faces you made. You threw your head back in euphoria, hands tangling into the bedsheets.
He finally bottomed out inside you, stopping so you could get used to it. You always wanted to know how he felt inside you, your hands often trailing down to your heat when you fantasized, but nothing compared to the real thing.
Choso groaned at the feeling of you clamping down on him, your gummy walls sucking him in feverishly. "Choso. Oh, you feel so good inside me." you gasped out, filling Choso with even more psyche.
He experimentally pulled out and thrusted back in, inciting a moan to fall from your lips. He picked up the pace, gently ramming into your pudgy pussy.
He grew drunk from the feeling, his body craving more and more of your pretty little cunt. "You're doing so good, Baby doll." he commented, keeping the steady rhythm of his thrusts.
You eyed him wildly, gaze clouded with lust and pleasure. He grinned and plunged his cock deeper inside you, ripping a gruttal noise from you when he hit that sweet spot.
"Found it." he concluded, angling his hips so he could pound your sensitivity harder.
"God, Choso! Yes, right there! Ah!" You mewled, your body reacting and drawn to his like magnets. He leaned over you, capturing your lips with his.
You moaned into the kiss, shooting vibrations through to his dick. "So wet and pretty. Mine." he growled into the kiss, unhooking one of your legs from his waist and pulling it up to your chest, holding it there with his body. "All mine."
He detached from your mouth and moved down to your neck, peppering you purple and blue. You gasped out his name, saying it like it was prayer.
"Fuck, Y/N." Choso nearly snarled, his hands gripped your waist tighter, forgetting his own strength, and coloring your hips with bruises. "Good. You're doing so good, Y/N."
You moaned, eyes rolling to the back of your head, and threw your arms around his neck. You pulled him down to you while raising to meet him halfway. "Choso!" you yelped, nails raking down his back in bright, red streaks.
You felt tears of pleasure gather in your eyes, making even the inside of your eyelids blurry. You mewled at Choso, your tear-filled eyes hooded with lust.
The smell of sex wafted through the air, filling your lungs with the intoxicating aroma. Choso's expensive cologne and the slight scent of cigarette smoke clung to the sex-mingled air.
"Choso!" You moaned when he hit your g-spot again, "Holy fuck, please!" He groaned, low and rough in your ear, sending a shiver down your body.
The squelching noise of his hips slamming into yours was borderline nasty, but you didn't care. You were only focusing on the feeling of him inside you;
The vein pushing against your velvety walls, the tip of his dick kissing your cervix, and the constant pound of his hips to yours.
Choso hissed, slow and deep, and pushed faster into you, causing you to grab onto his biceps.
The headboard slammed against the wall with every thrust, the legs of the bed squeaking against every drag of the floor.
You would feel bad for the neighbors, but you were too high off of pleasure to care. Choso's hands wandered back down to your swollen clit, taking the sensitive pearl into his fingers.
You gasped up at Choso, nails now dragging along his muscular arms. "Choso! P-please!" You cried, unsure what you were begging for. The knot in your stomach would tighten and snap with every thrust he made, making you pant and sob beneath him.
You moved one of your hands to the sheets, threading your fingers through the fabric. The other hand stayed on his bicep, still dragging your nails along it.
Choso hissed when you clenched around him. He sighed in your ear, muttering about “how good you were doing.” and ”how good you feel wrapped around his cock.”
He lifted his unoccupied hand and trailed it to your hand that messed up the sheets, interlocking his fingers with yours.
Your eyes rolled back, mouth dropping open in a silent scream, and your cunt pulsating around him. “C-Choso! I’m going to cum!” You nearly screamed, body spasming under him.
“Go on. Cum for me, Doll.”
You finally let go. Your hole fluttering around Choso's dick as you came.
He attached his lips to yours, hips snapping faster to ride you through your climax. You clamped down on his cock, Choso’s lips muffling the moan that fell from your mouth.
Choso removed his mouth from yours and instead moved them to your shoulder, biting down as hard as he could.
Marking you.
“M-me too. You’re doing s-so good, Y/N.” he gasped out, his dick twitching from where he was buried in you. You closed your eyes and whined, your body close to overstimulation. He pulled out, ropes of hot, white cum littering your stomach, and held your hand tighter.
Choso stilled, panting. You finally came down from your high, body continuing to shake slightly. He pulled his frame off yours and stood up, placing a lasting kiss to your temple and walking toward the bathroom. You closed your eyes and tried to catch your breath, legs sprawled out over the bed.
You felt good - nasty, covered in sweat, and sticky from the cum on your thighs - but good nonetheless.
You heard water beginning to flow, Choso was running a bath for the two of you. You smiled, eyes still closed, and body still laid across the bed. He continued walking around for a minute, his steps getting softer and louder until his footsteps grew closer, and you opened your eyes, locking them with his.
He smiled down at you, eyes crinkling at the sides and swept you up off the sweat-covered sheets.
He lifted you swiftly, fingers flickering against your thighs from how he held you - bridal style. You hummed at the contact, relishing in the sweet touch of affection.
Choso placed you in the warm bath softly, turning off the water, and then getting in himself. You nestled against him, leaning into his toned chest.
He brushed his fingers against your neck, slowly pushing into the muscle to get the ache out of it. You sighed and pressed farther against him, letting your eyes flutter closed at the contact.
Choso kissed your head, phalanges still massaging your neck, and muttered softly, "I love you."
You craned your neck to look up at him, smiling as you said, "I love you too."
The two of you laid in the warm water, content with just the presence of the other. Choso littered small kisses against your neck and shoulders, pulling you closer with each skin-on-skin connection.
You had never felt so happy.
He washed the sweat off your body and out of your hair, continuing to tell you about how much he loved you. All you could do was giggle and smile at him, having no words to tell him how overjoyed you felt.
After a quick rinsing of his own body and hair, he picked you up out of the water, setting you down on the bathroom countertop. He pulled the bathtub plug and turned back to you. He grabbed a towel and began slowly drying you, tying a towel around his waist beforehand.
You leaned against the cold mirror, it sending a shock down your spine and making you jerk away for a second, before gently moving back to it.
Choso continued to dry you delicately, trailing little kisses over the skin he dried. You smiled down at him, placing your own little kiss against his head.
No words were spoken between you two, the both of you just satisfied with the proximity of the other.
Finally, after both of you were dry, Choso grabbed the clothes he had set in the sink and handed them to you.
You gratefully took them and put them on, letting him take the time to put on his clothes as well. He turned to you when he was done, and snatched you up off the counter, moving through the bathroom to the bedroom.
Choso set you down on the satin sheets of his bed and dropped down next to you. He scooted close to you, pulling your back against his chest.
You flipped to face him, eyes soft when you gazed up at him. You smiled and gripped the edge of the blanket, throwing the covers over the both of you.
You snuggled close to Choso's chest, sighing at his warmth. Your nose pressed against his neck, cherishing the scent of his body wash when it filled your chest.
He kissed your hair, snaking his arm across your waist, and closed his eyes. His legs pushed against yours, intermingling in a tangle of limbs.
You glanced up at him and smiled, closing your own eyes too. "I love you, Choso. Goodnight." You muttered, nestling your nose into his neck.
He laughed through his nose, gripping you tighter and whispered softly, "I love you too, Y/N. Goodnight."
--~•~--
The banging of a fist on wood stirred you from your sleep. You groaned and moved back from Choso, rubbing your eyes to try and get the sleep out of them. You looked down at Choso, smiling at him for a second. The constant ring of the clanging fist caused you to roll your eyes.
You slipped out of the sheets, careful not to wake Choso, and placed your feet on the cold flooring, hissing at the temperature change.
You snapped your head toward the clock, scanning your eyes over the red numbers until they registered in your groggy brain.
7:46
The pounding was getting annoying now.
You rushed over to the wooden door, desperate to stop the banging in case it woke the sleeping man.
Swinging the door open to your shoulder, you hissed out, voice tinkering on the edge of a warning and a whisper. "What do you want? There are people-"
Your breath caught in your throat. Kugisaki stood in the doorway, fist pulled up mid-knock, mouth dropped open in shock, and eyebrows squished together in concentration.
You probably wore the same shocked expression.
"Y/N?"
"Kugisaki?"
You both sat in an awkward-confused pregnant silence, before Kugisaki tried to leap onto you. She grabbed the edge of the door and the doorframe and wedged herself between the crack you made when you opened it.
"Holy shit, Y/N!" She laughed, veins protruding from her hand from how hard she was gripping the wood. The corner of the door was digging into your shoulder slightly, making you wince and turn to Kugisaki. She brightened at you.
"What are you doing here? I was just looking for you! Hey, isn't this-"
You let go of the door and slapped both of your hands over her mouth, snarling out a shushing noise to hint her to shut up. You whipped your head around to the bed, hearing Choso’s low groan.
You whirled back to your roommate and shoved her out the door, your own body following close behind. You softly shut the wooden door and pivoted to Kugisaki, who was still laughing, her mouth upturned when she eyed you.
"Y/N! Oh my god, what were you doing in there?" She gasped, running up to you and nearly slamming you against the wall. She raked her eyes down your body; catching the hickeys that littered your body blue and purple, the big t-shirt that Choso had let you sleep in, and the obvious fact that you had slept in his room.
"You didn't!" She grinned devilishly, indicating what you thought she was indicating to.
You smirked and tilted your head up high, pointing your chin and slightly puckering your lips . "I did." You affirmed, popping out your leg, shifting your weight to the back, and crossing your arms over your chest in triumph.
Kugisaki threw her arms around you and dropped her dead-weight on you, causing the both of you to go crashing to the ground.
You laughed when she wrapped her arms tighter around your neck and rocked you on the floor for a second.
She pushed herself up off your body and lay above you, eyes gleaming foolishly. You smiled at her and brought your hand to push at her shoulder jokingly.
"Don't look at me like that Kugisaki. All I did was tame the untamable."
"Exactly!" She exclaimed, wheeling her body of yours. She stood abruptly and held her hand out, which you took gratefully. She pulled you to your feet and pressed her back against the opposite wall.
"So what happened? Was he good? How big was he? How many times did you-"
"Alright, Kugisaki, that's enough." You gushed, face filling to a dark crimson. Your roommate doubled over in laughter, leaving you standing there in a blushing anger.
You rolled your eyes and turned back to the door Choso slept behind, "I confessed to him."
Kugisaki snickered. "Well, obviously." She stated, "I bet you both had fun too, huh?"
You whipped back to her, a playful scowl on your face. "Yeah, in fact, we did have a good time." You winked, walking back into Choso's dorm.
You heard Kugisaki cackle through the wooden door, your back pressed to the cold material.
You smiled and looked up, eyes scrunched from your smile. Choso leaned against the corner of the entryway, arms crossed in a relaxed demeanor.
He grinned at you, pushing off the wall with a swipe of his elbow. You mimicked his action from the door and rose to meet him halfway.
His hands came and wrapped your waist while yours lifted to wrap around his neck.
You swayed side-to-side with him, foreheads pressed together, and eyes closed due to the shit-eating grins. The rising sunlight danced around the two of you, highlighting everywhere but your shared shadow.
"Good morning, Sugar." Choso muttered, voice low and husky from sleep.
"Good morning, Cho." You giggled, basking in his daybreak warmth.
The moment was ruined when Choso tried to press his lips to yours.
You moved your arm and pushed your pointer finger to his mouth, stopping his face from meeting your own.
"Ah-ah-ah." You sing-songed, pushing your torso away from him, voice teasing and sweet.
Choso's lips pulled back from his smile, his teeth slightly bumping your skin. "Brush your teeth first, Cho. Your breath almost killed me." You whined, bringing your hands to pry his biceps off your waist.
It was sweet irony. You hadn’t even washed your face or brushed your own teeth. It was only 8 am on a Saturday, anyways.
“Oh, hush. We made love last night.” Choso smirked, pulling his body around the corner and disappearing into the bathroom.
You nearly choked on your spit.
You walked to the edge of his bed and slumped down on it. The rising sun colored the sky a mix of red and blue, peppering a gentle purple here and there.
You sighed, happy and content. The sound of Choso brushing his teeth mixed with the muffled singing of birds.
This had to be what love was like.
The bed squeaked and dipped low when Choso joined you. He wrapped his arms around your waist, chin pressing to rest against where your neck met your shoulder.
"I love you, Y/N."
"I love you too, Choso."
"This means we're dating, right?" Choso asked, tilting his head to push his lips to your skin, sending a shocked shiver down your body; the action caused goosebumps to litter your exposed flesh.
"I thought that was the whole point." You raised an eyebrow at him, whipping your head to look at him. He chuckled, the noise a bit muffled from how close he was to your neck. You smiled and kissed his hair.
"Yes, Cho. We're dating." You confirmed.
"Good."