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He let out a long whine as you straddled him, his eyes shut as your hand move to grip at his jaw. His eyes meet yours, an atypical coldness to your stare. Not like a disappointed mother would her child. That hint of warmth was gone, your eyes were completely aloof, lacking any affection, this emptiness sending a shiver up the Curse's spine.
You had left Choso for work with a small peck on the cheek which he pouted at. Upon exiting the door you realised you had left your paperwork at home so u trudged back up the steps to your apartment only to be greeted by soft panting and gasps. With a raised brow, you ventured further into your home to locate the sound until it led you to your shared bedroom. You placed your ear on the door and listened to the ruffling of sheets and his small gasps of your name. Pathetic. Your face contorted in annoyance before you composed yourself, quietly slipping into the room.
You watch him with predatory eyes as he bucks into his clenched fist, his arms protruding with thick veins as he pumps himself, eagerly thrusting into his palm. Choso's mind was clouded with thoughts of you, your body, your voice. Oh, how he yearned for you every day. He knew he shouldn't touch without permission but he couldn't help it, he was desperate He didn't notice your presence from how tightly shut his eyes were, how rugged his breathing was. 'How desperate' you grin to yourself before finally speaking up.
"Having fun?" you smile at the curse, now towering over him. His eyes shoot open as he retracts his hands to place behind his back. He stares at you wide-eyed as you continue to smile down at him, a cryptic smile he had seen before, the one that had your eyes crescented as the right side of your mouth twitched almost unnoticeably. He stammered as he tried to think of an excuse but you only tilted your head to the side slightly to await his response.
He could only splutter out apologies before you grew impatient. you silenced him with a small gesture, ur lips twitching more noticeably as u grew more irritated with the latter. "You couldn't even wait till I got from work. " you spit, your smile starting to fade gradually "I like to think I satisfy you, but seemingly not." you smile again grabbing his jaw in adoration. "I forgot I married a slut" you patronize, shaking his jaw slightly as you finally open your eyes to meet his anxious ones.
You shove his jaw out of your hand, coaxing his head back with a grunt. "Now I see it's my fault, it's my fault for not training you well enough" you argue with yourself, idly closing the distance between you. You rub your palm against his erection and his lips part as he pants, looking up at you through his brows before you firmly grab him with your entire hand. "But don't worry," you say with a small pout, rubbing his cheek dotingly as you begin to pump him, "I'll train you right. now."
You had edged him for 20 minutes, he writhed with ache and need, eyes glazed with tears as he begs you to let him cum to which you ignore with a stoned expression. You let go of his sensitive cock, for the 7th time as he whines loudly, frustrated by the lack of contact. You give him a glance which shuts him up instantly. You lean to reach under the bed for a box full of tools for moments like this. You pulled out a deep red strap on with that same smile as before.
Choso gulps as he starts to chew on his bottom lip. You chuckled darkly at him, "Are you scared Choso?" you question him as you use your thumb to free his bottom lip from between his teeth. Choso nods feverishly, looking up at you for reassurance but to no avail. Your face drops uncharacteristically, "Good." you retort harshly patting his cheek.
Once you had straddled him, the strap on still in hand, you trailed a hand down the centre of his chest, enjoying the way he reacted to your touch. "What should we do with you? Hmm?" you hum to yourself as you move your thumb to prod at his lips. He obediently parts his lips and starts swivel his tongue around the digit, moaning as he rests his eyelids. You laugh at him before pulling it out of his mouth, causing him to sigh at the loss of contact.
"Did you forget this was a punishment?" you grunt as you grab the strap on and start untangling the harness, "Stop enjoying yourself, slut." Choso whimpers slightly at the insult, you raise a brow fearing you had gone too far but his throbbing length proves otherwise.
"Lift your legs" you contend, not waiting for him to oblige as you force his legs into the air. Choso shuts his eyes in anticipation, waiting for the painful stretch but is greeted by an obscene pressure on his cock.
He opens his eyes to see you harnessing the garter of the strap on around his groin, his mouth hung in confusion. "W-what are you doing?" he asks, frantically scanning your facial expression. "Did I say you could talk?" you remark, causing Choso to stifle himself, quietly watching you move to fix the other garter belt.
You finally slip his dick underneath the strap itself. You smiled brightly as you lower his legs and go back to straddle him. "Stay still" you instruct him as you slowly lower yourself onto the strap on.
You curse as you bottom out, watching as Choso looks at you wide-eyed, tears threatening to fall. You ignored him as you began to ride the strap on, exaggerated moans escaping your lips, "Feels so good" you moan. You hiss as Choso starts to buck up into you despite your instruction. You slow down and move your hand from his chest to wrap tightly around his neck, "I said, stay still." you snap as Choso lets out a choked sob, tears freely falling from his eyes.
"P-please, please, let me help you, let me touch you, I need you, I need you so ba-" you tighten your grip around his neck, "You should have thought about that before touching without my permission." you spit "Take your punishment like a good boy and I might think about it." Choso nods feverishly as his hands rest against the sheets.
You pick up your pace significantly, starting to lose balance as you press your palms against his chest earning a moan from the latter. You raise your eyebrows and laugh "I forgot how sensitive your chest was baby", you smile moving your fingers to pull and brush over his nipples. He yelps as he starts to squirm underneath you, adding more simulation to your impending orgasm. You groan, moving to roll the sensitive buds between your fingertips, watching how the larger male sobbed and writhed underneath you.
"This one's even bigger than yours", you laugh bitterly, "maybe I should use this from now on". Choso wails at your suggestion "No, please, only I can, " he chokes. "Only I make you feel good. " he rambles looking at you for reassurance.
"Oh yeah? Prove it." you jeer at him, lifting yourself from the silicone with a shaky breath. Choso sighs in relief as you begin to remove the strap on from him, turning his head in embarrassment as his cock bounces excitedly from the restraints. You belittle him with a loud chortle "You're THIS hard just from me playing with your nipples?" you mock. "GOSH, you're so pathetic it's adorable," you confess with small doting.
Choso mewls as you hold his length, pumping it before positioning it over your hole. You trace the entrance with his tip, causing him to squirm with a small plea. You give in and finally sink yourself onto him with a jagged breath. Choso utters a choked gasp, feeling how your walls clamp around him, tears prick at his eyes from the sudden pleasure.
You bottom out causing you both to grunt in pleasure. Choso's eyes hood with arousal, his head lulling to the side as he struggles to resist how tightly you hugged around him. You chuckle at his bewitched expression as you begin to ride him, watching how his face twists with pruriency. His head leant back as he tries to silence his moans with a bruising grip on his bottom lip.
You speed up, smiling at him with smitten, "Let me hear you baby", you coax him, causing his eyes to well with tears. "Please mommy, I'm already so close, I'm gonna cum soon" he whimpers as the tears stream down his face. You coo at him, wiping the tears off his face with a thumb, licking the salty remains off.
"You wanna cum for me?" you ask him, rubbing his cheek in solace "Please, please ill do anything, I just need to cum, mommy help me" he wails desperately as you start to grind down on his length. "Open your mouth," you order as you continue to grind with more friction. Choso mewls before obeying, tilting his head back as his jaw rests open, thick beads of sweat trickling off his chin. You lean to spit into his mouth and he swallows immediately, showcasing his tongue to prove. You smile and give him a small peck on the forehead "Good boy"
Your mouth hung as you bounced against him, his tip kissing your g-spot with every thrust. He began thrusting up into you as his orgasm started approaching dangerously fast "F-fuck. Mommy can I cum, please, let me cum for you" he begs as you tilt your head in thought, speeding up your pace "should I? This early" you argue with yourself, teasing him as he yelps, "not yet, you can wait a bit since you haven't waited at all today" you answer. Choso weeps loudly at your response, completely devested by your answer, "Noo please mommy I'll be good, I promise, I-"
"I said hold it." you aver with a harsh bounce, a stern reminder of your complete control. Choso's eyes shoot open as he thrashes, his eyes flooded as he desperately tries to fend off his orgasm.
"I can't, I can't, I'm gonna, I'm gonna-"
He's cut off by his own orgasm, a loud cry ripping from his throat as it hit him hard, a wave of pleasure cascading down his body. You cringe at the feeling of his thick white ropes of cum painting your walls, stopping momentarily as he bucks up into you to ride out his orgasm. He babbles apologies and excuses as he starts to come down from his intense climax.
You could only dote at him as you bend down to pull him into a deep kiss. He relaxes into the kiss and wraps his arms around you before you pull away with a tender grin. You're greeted by a small pout, "That's the first time you've kissed me today" he mumbles looking to the side bashfully. You laugh as you trace his lips with your thumb "Only good boys get kisses" you retort.
Choso's eye's light up at your praise, "However~" you trail, beginning to grind against him, "we're not finished yet." Choso gasps quietly as you grind on his cock, feeling it throb from overstimulation "N -no I can't I'm too sensitive i-" you shush him with a finger to his lips, "You were begging to cum a few minutes ago now you're complaining?? You're going to tell mommy to stop even though she's doing this to make you feel good?" you question this a raised brow, sitting up to resume riding him.
Choso shakes his head hopelessly as u scoff at him "You're so fucking spoilt." you spit, slamming yourself down on his cock. He lets out a prolonged moan as he jolts from overstimulation, the delicious sting making his vision blur. "What about work?" he croaks peaking up at you through his damp eyelashes. "Work can wait." you scoff dismissively, continuing to slam yourself up and down him, coaxing a stream of moans to escape the curse "You can't, remember?“.
He wails as you begin bouncing with more intent, his eyes fluttering to see you glaring at him with a triumphant grin, making his cock twitch with arousal. You laugh again as his obscene noises fill the room. His eyes are flutter open to fall on your malicious sneer as you mouth the word 'slut' at him. This was going to be a long morning.