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Relationships were foreign territory to Choso. So, when he finally mustered up the courage to ask you out, and you said yes, he was dumbfounded. Choso partially expected you to reject him, so when you inevitably didn’t... he had no clue how to function.
He was reticent around you more than ever before. You had been seeing each other for months, and Choso, was still acting cagey. You knew intimacy was brand new to the tense man himself, but you’ve initiated every physical act. You chalked it up to him just being nervous and inexperienced.
Your first kiss together? That was all you. Choso stood frozen before you when it happened. When you pulled back to read his expression, he was blushing profusely. With a lopsided grin adorning his face.
It took him several more times of you offering chaste kisses before he finally caved. Choso’s kisses were devoted yet hesitant. His lips would quiver as he sucked in a shaky breath before pulling himself back. His eyes swirled with desire as if he wanted- no, needed more from you. Though, your doting boyfriend never acted on such desires. Choso’s touches remained perfectly innocent— until something seemingly snapped within him.
He had just gotten out of the shower when you arrived. You visited the place he called home often, so this wasn’t out of the ordinary. “Choso, I found this new game we can play together. It’s kinda scary though, think you’re up for—“ Your train of thought was cut short when you finally looked up from your phone. Your boyfriend was practically bare before you, only clad in a thin cotton towel that hugged his hips. You couldn’t help but ogle Choso’s exposed torso.
You didn’t expect him to be so built under his clothing. Choso always wore baggy, ill-fitting apparel, so it left much up to the imagination. But seeing his defined muscles decorating his stomach and arms caused heat to pool in your core.
Wet raven locks stuck to his neck. The dampened strands of hair clung to his cheeks slightly too, and tiny water droplets trickled down his throat and to his full pecs. At this point, you were silent for too long, and it was evident you were practically eye fucking your boyfriend. But you seriously couldn’t look away. You spent countless nights imagining what Choso might look like, entirely uncovered for you. What it would feel like to touch him, to make him feel good. Hear him cry out in pleasure because of you.
You spent many late evenings getting yourself off to these impure thoughts you had about your boyfriend. So, to say your mind wandered while you gaped at his half-naked form was an understatement. “Uh… change of plans. We can always play that game another time. I have something else in mind.” You cleared your throat, trying to conceal the fact that you were unbearably horny.
“…Sure, what else did you have in mind?” Choso spoke softly; a complete contrast to his deep voice as he averted his gaze from yours. That signature blush of his coated his face once more, spreading to his ears. Making him feel hot under your intense gaze.
You hardly gave Choso any warning as you lept into his arms. On instinct, he caught you. Strong arms wrapped around your waist as your legs hooked loosely around his torso. Your sudden action caused the towel to slip off his hips, leaving him entirely naked. Choso's eyes were blown wide at the realization. He tried to pull back to conceal himself, but you wouldn't allow it. Instead, you pulled him in for a heated kiss. Your hands tangled in his damp hair, tugging on his raven locks playfully. You ground your hips down on instinct when Choso let out a delicious whine against your lips.
Your eyes fluttered open as you felt his cock begin to stiffen underneath you. Choso's length twitched and throbbed against your clothed lower half. The further you ground down against his needy cock, the more desperate your lover's whines became. His legs were shaky from the intense pleasure. The furthest you had gone in your relationship was a few heated makeout sessions. So, this was exhilarating for Choso. He slowly stumbled backward until the back of his thighs hit the edge of his bed. You both let out a gasp as he sat down, causing his cock to slot between the crease of your ass. You could tell he was big just by the feeling of him alone. You scored your bottom lip with your teeth at the thought of your boyfriend stretching you out with his cock.
Choso gazed at you, half-lidded eyes darker than before. A string of saliva connected both of you as your lungs burned for air. Choso looked like he was contemplating something as you huffed, trying to catch your breath. But, before you could ask him what was on his mind, he flipped you over. Now Choso was above you, comfortably slotted between your parted thighs. His eyes never once left yours, not even for a single second. This was rare. Choso almost always averted his gaze after a makeout session. But something shifted within him. His resolve dwindled down to nothing before he could hold himself back.
He began kissing down your neck, huffing against your skin. Breathing you in. Choso allowed his hands to drift underneath your flimsy shirt as his kisses traveled lower. He was whining against your skin as his hands pulled your shirt over your midsection. You let out a soft sigh as he kissed your stomach, carding your hands through his raven locks once more. "You're so soft... smell so good... especially right here... fu-fuck..."
Choso mumbled in his daze. His face was centimeters away from clothed pussy as he inhaled deeply. His eyes finally left yours, dark orbs now fixated on the wet patch left behind on the fabric of your shorts. He pushed his face further into you, nose brushing up against your clothed clit as he breathed you in. His hips twitched from below the more he lost himself in your scent. "A-Amazing... Never smelt something so... so- hah... wonder if it tastes just as good..." Choso continued to mutter to himself as his tongue darted out. He lapped at the wet spot on your shorts, further dampening the fabric with his saliva.
You watched in amusement as Choso's eyes rolled back from the faint taste of your essence. His hands held your hips tightly in place as he indulged. You let out a whine, imagining how he would react if he tasted you without the barrier of clothing. You were sure he would lose his mind. He continued to pamper his perverse desires for a few moments more before it became too overwhelming for the chaste man. "Hah... so good... sh-shit!"
You gasped as Choso's hands that adorned your hips pulled at the fabric of your shorts, tearing them apart as he twitched and bucked his hips. He was drooling as his eyes rolled back in pleasure. A faint smirk etched into your face as you realized what had happened. Choso just came... from this alone. Pride pooled in your chest at this realization. "Good boy, Choso..."
Choso was twitching so much as he rode out the aftershocks of pleasure. He bit his lip at the realization that his cock was still painfully hard. He was too far gone, Choso couldn’t control himself around you. It was as if an invisible force surrounded you, pulling him in. You had a certain effect on him that no one else acquired.
"You really think I'm a good boy? But I didn't... here, let me make it up to you."