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notiddygothgf · 1 year ago

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Nsfw Choso Headcanons♡

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Pairing: Choso Kamo x afab!reader

Content: plot? what plot? no use of y/n or reader appearance, overstimulation (f&m) Edging, safe word mentioned, multiple orgasms (f&m) CUM EATING. orgasm denial, milking o_o . eye contact 24/7, Choso cums inside every time, CHOSO MUNCH PROPOGANDA, unprotected sex, manhandling if you squint, aftercare, public sex mentioned, there is some aftercare, idk there's a bath involved, there is one link for the folks who don't know what lotus position is :>

Word Count: 4.7k

(a.n) these are all just my own thoughts abt Choso, my thoughts formed into words for y'all. I know I don't write like in bullet points but my preference is reading longer hcs, this is straight filth from my head that I think about while Christmas shopping, hope u enjoy:D

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WIth Choso, heavy makeout sessions always turned into something more. His excuse of, “I just wanna kiss you.” as you tried to stand your ground. Knowing if he kept kissing you, the way he was? You wouldn't get any work done. And he always meant it. Thinking ‘This time i'll be able to control myself.’ as he felt your lips on his. And everytime, that thought was always pulled away from him as he felt your hand on his cheek. Not being able to contain his whines as he felt your fingers in his hair. Goosebumps littering his arms at your delicate fingertips touching his skin. Cock hardening at the simplest touches from you. And the minute you'd try to pull away, he'd look at you with his eyebrows furrowed and his cheeks flushed. Lips laced with your spit, the want to finish the work on your computer was fading. Looking at Choso with low eyes as you felt the tent in his pants poke your thigh. Feeling your own arousal swirl through you as you tried to convince yourself to keep working, knowing those papers were due tomorrow morning. But the way he looked into your eyes, mouth cracked open with his hand holding your neck, always made something in you snap. Telling him to sit down on the couch, falling to your knees as your mouth watered. Seeing Choso’s hands clutch onto his thighs. Looking down at you as you rested your head on his knee. Your fingertips slowly sliding up his pale thighs. Passing the hem of the basketball shorts he wore. Feeling one of his hands go to caress your cheek. Sliding your nails back down his thighs as you look up at him through your eyelashes. Smile on your face, fingers reaching for the band of his shorts. Pulling at them as you felt Choso lift himself slightly to take them off. I see Choso being the type to not like underwear, finding them useless no matter what kind he’d try. Plus, it only gave you easier access to his cock, whenever you wanted it. Even more easier since he would always insist on wearing loose fitting bottoms. Finding jeans too constricting. And whenever he felt his cock harden, it didn't hurt feeling it press against the loose fabric. Anytime Choso kissed you, anytime he felt your touch, your bare skin to his. He always got hard, and when you made out with him? His cock was always ready, his pretty tip always leaking and his heavy balls twitching in anticipation.

Choso’s size caught you off guard at times. Somehow forgetting how big he is, how needy he got whenever he felt your eyes on it. Looking down at you as you pressed a gentle kiss to his darkening tip that let out a fat tear onto your lips. Choso always struggled with keeping still when you'd give him head. Your demands of ‘Stay still.’ and your hands holding his thighs down didn't help. Choso’s hips bucked up, his tip brushed past your nose causing you to flinch. Looking up at him as you pressed open mouth kisses down his pale shaft, your hand going to caress his heavy balls as he gasped at the feeling. You always liked going slow when it came to his cock. Knowing that if you pushed him far enough he would end up whiney and in desperate need of release, the black stripe on his face leaking as he lost control of how he moaned. Cock twitching as his tip turned a light shade of purple showing you how much he wanted to cum. You’ve tried edging him, but the issue of him bucking his cock into your hand always made it difficult. There were times when he felt like he didn't need your permission to cum, feeling the absence of your hand from his cock. So desperate for release, that he'd take his own hand and jerk himself in front of you. Seeing your lips purse, crossing your arms as he came. The first time he did it, it felt like he had ruined the buildup for an orgasm he couldn't dream of ever having. Disappointment in his groans after his cock leaked onto the floor in front of you. Very few times you had been successful in edging, asking him if he didn't like it he had to tell you. “No- I do. It's just- It feels like I'll die if I don't finish. But once I do, I feel like I ruined it.” Choso would assure you, there were times where he would ask you to edge him, practically on his knees. What he liked most about it was the attention you gave him. Knowing that you had complete control of when he came and how he came. Whether it be in your mouth, on your hand, or if you milked him dry with your cunt.

Which brings us back to his issue of not being able to sit still for a blowjob. Squirming in his seat as you made your way back up to his head, your lips puckered as you let his throbbing tip slip past your lips. Hearing Choso let out a stifled whine as his eyes struggled to stay open. Opening your throat as you blinked your eyes shut. Your lips sliding down his cock as you felt his tip brush against your tonsils. Obviously not being able to fit him completely in your mouth, your free hand went to his base to hold onto what couldn’t fit in your throat. Choso’s fingers gripping the arm of the couch as he tried with all the strength he had not to push his hips further into your throat. Knowing if he did, he'd make you gag. Pulling your lips back up as you reached his tip, your tongue swirling around it as your hand fondled his balls. Choso groaned at the sight, seeing you pull away to spit on his tip. Practically clutching his pearls as he saw it dribble down his shaft. Your hand around his cock stroking it with your spit, smiling watching his eyebrows furrow. Popping his tip into your mouth again as he moved his hand from the sofa to your cheek. No longer bobbing your head down, focusing your mouth on his tip. Your hand stroking him as your tongue swirled around his head, small hums leaving your throat vibrating onto his tip made him see white spots. The tip of your tongue poking at the opening of his dribbling tip, lapping up any precum his cock decided to gift you. Seeing him gasp through your eyelashes. The hand on his balls now coated in a mix of your spit and the clear liquid that slipped passed your lips. Choso always tried to sound more masculine when he'd let himself moan, having seen that men in porn don't make any noises at all. Trying to make his whines sound like groans. But when he couldn't help himself, he let out soft whimpers. Muttered strings of your name followed by moans leaving his mouth.

Overstimulating Choso was easy, only needing multiple things happening at once to get him whimpering the way you liked to hear. Telling him that you preferred it, only he wouldn't believe you. But his disbelief always gave you a challenge when you'd suck him off. It was a challenge easily met, only needing his heavy balls in your hand, the tip of his cock in your mouth, and your other hand stroking his shaft, to get him to whine the way he was now. The hand on your cheek now on the side of your neck as he held on for dear life, eyes blinking shut as he felt your hand speed up. He tried to open them, hoping to take in the image of you in. Sucking at his tip as he muttered “I’m gonna cum-” over and over again, throwing his head back as you hummed in satisfaction. His balls twitching in your palm as he let out a loud groan. The hand that was on your neck snapped to the top of your head, shoving you down as you felt his cum shoot to the back of your throat. Your eyes rolled back as you felt him buck into your mouth. Finally being able to feel his tip in your throat as he whined, shoving his cock into your mouth riding out his high. Your throat trying to swallow the bountiful amount of cum he had released into your mouth. Throwing his head back with a low groan as you felt his hand fall from your head, sliding your mouth back up from his base, letting his cock fall from your lips. Swallowing once more, making sure you took all he had given you. Seeing him raise his head back up to look at you. Wet lips placing a kiss to his tip, crinkling his nose as he felt the sharp sensation. Reaching for your hand and pulling you back up to him. His hand on the back of your head as he kissed you, tongue in your mouth as you straddled his legs. One thing about Choso is he doesn't care if he just came in your mouth. He will always give you a sloppy kiss as a form of thanks. He didn't care if he was just eating you out, your juices still on his lips. Kissing you as your own fluids mixed with his spit in your mouth. You taste so good. Why wouldn't you want to taste yourself?

When it came to pleasing you, Choso had a nobel prize in the subject. Somehow always knowing what would make you squirm at his touch. He knew that you liked when his hands felt like they were all over your body. Knowing there's a spot on your neck that makes you whine when he sucks at it. When he felt turned on but didn't want to straight up ask you to help him, he knew exactly what to do to rile you up, eventually making you think it was your own idea. Knowing that if he whispered his filthy confessions of what he did while you were out of town into your ear you'd be too flustered to do anything but look at him with wide eyes. Sitting on the couch as you watched the scary movie you had put on, so focused on the film as you awaited a jump scare. Feeling Choso reach for your hand, his thumb rubbing circles on your knuckles as you looked down hurriedly. Looking back up to the tv as you felt him raise your hand to his lips. Pressing wet kisses to the tips of your middle and ring finger, the sudden feeling surprising you as you turned to look at him. Seeing the side of his face lit up by the television as you looked back to it. Hearing the dialogue as he kissed your palm. Feeling the wetness tickle your hand as you kept getting distracted. Looking at him as he looked into your eyes. Kissing your thumb as you missed the scenes from the movie. Half lidded eyes as he kissed down your wrist. Feeling arousal pool in your underwear as you watched him. Feeling your crack mouth open as you see your hand glistening in the light that came from the tv. Seeing him lean in to kiss your cheek, his hand roaming from your hand to your clothed thigh. Placing kisses to your cheek trailing towards your ear as he whispered, “May I?” his deep voice sending a chill down your spine, the hand on your thigh now fiddling with the band of your sweats. Kissing your lips as he guided your body to lay on your back, your eyes opening to look at the screen. Feeling sloppy kisses on your jaw as he muttered something about how you were more interested in the movie than you were in him. Sliding down the couch that was reclined, ducking his head below the blanket as you felt his fingers slide your pants down. Along with your panties, your eyes back onto the screen as you felt him hover above your cunt. Feeling his lips lap up the sap that seeped out of you, practically drinking from you like a fountain as you struggled to keep your focus on the movie. Choso, like you, loved overstimulating you. But instead of edging, he preferred to eat you out till you were shaking and fighting his grip on your hips. I see him being able to eat you for hours, no breaks. No matter how quickly you wanted to fuck him, he would always make sure you came. 3 times minimum before he would even consider his own needs.

Choso’s favorite phrase while eating you out was, “Just one more-” before pulling another orgasm out of you. And saying it again when you had just given him one. Choso liked knowing that he's made you cum with just his mouth, loving the way your hips involuntarily thrust up into his mouth as you felt another orgasm rip through you. Feeling your thighs shake at the sides of his head as he begged you to give him another one. Praises falling from his lips as he watched you shut your eyes tight as you came again. Choso’s hand rested above your abdomen as he held you down. Mouth cemented to the upper part of your cunt as he swirled his tongue around your clit. Writhing against him as your hand clutched his. Frustration of not being able to see him in your groans as you threw the blanket off of your bottom half, almost whining when you saw him between your thighs. Your other hand went to his hair as his fingers pumped into you, curling up as you moaned feeling him hit the spot that made your toes curl and your closed eyes see the pearly gates. Choso’s eyes half lidded as he looked up at you, his crying cock begging him to do something. But only feeling the need to keep devouring you, his hands take you apart stitch by stitch. Moaning loudly at feeling his mouth pull another orgasm out of you. Twitching as the aftershocks drove through you, squirming as you felt Choso’s fingers scissor inside of you, his relentless tongue not stopping as you felt your nails claw into the hand that kept you still. His fingers not hesitating to abuse your poor cunt as he felt your fluids drip down into his palm. The base of his fingers decorated by a white ring of your previous orgasm around them as he felt your nails dig into him. Moans and pleads of “Give me a minute- '' leaving your lips as he didn't even consider stopping, babbles leaving your mouth as you gasped. Choso whining against you as you clenched your cunt around his fingers. Choso’s unexplainable obsession with making you cum, soon led to having to make a safe word. Something easy to say in case one of you felt uncomfortable. To this day it hasn't been spoken, but just knowing that it's there just in case makes everything feel that much better. Hearing you say “wait-” lost all meaning to his ears knowing that if you really wanted to wait you'd say the safe word. Same for him, whenever he’d ask you to please let him cum, eyes full of tears and his hands gripping the edge of the bed as you stroked his cock. “I’ll think about it.” You'd say, circling your palm on top of his tip, feeling his knee shake as you denied his request. And I mean, who could complain? Endless orgasms followed by a phenomenal fuck? And insane after care? Jesus it's like you made him in a computer.

When it comes to the main act, Choso prefers missionary. Easiest and safest option. Always preferring to look into your eyes as he fucked you. Really, he liked any position that let him look at you. Whenever you felt more dominant you'd ride him, his greedy hands tight on your ass as you milked him for all he had. Choso liked the intimacy of having you face to face, he liked feeling your lips brush against his as you fucked him. But Choso’s favorite, his all time favorite, was the lotus position. His hand on your neck as you ground your hips down into him. His other hand on your lower back, guiding you to grind on him as his eyes didn't leave yours. Mouth agape and eyebrows peaked as he looked to your fucked out expression. Soft gasps and moans heard as your cunt squeezed around him. Wet squelching as he pressed a wet kiss to your mouth. Not being able to kiss him back as you focused on how he was stretching you. Feeling his lips plant sloppy kisses to the side of your mouth as you whined. Feeling your clit brush against his pelvis. Throwing your head back as he kissed down your neck. The slow pace you had taken quickened as you felt your head go blank. Feeling the hand on your back grip your ass as you clenched around his thick cock. The hand on your neck angling your head back up. Facing him as you looked into his eyes. Moaning as your hips moved at lightning speed, Choso furrowed his eyebrows as he pressed his forehead to yours. Groaning as you felt yourself come undone. Looking into his eyes as your eyebrows peaked. Feeling his fingers press into your temple as his thumb curled beneath your chin. Eyes locked onto one another as you came together. Feeling his thick seed coat your insides. Thighs now throbbing as you exhaled, slow thrusts as he rode out the orgasm. Shoulders shivering at the feeling. Looking into his eyes reflecting your face as you leaned in to kiss him. Your spit mixed with his as you hummed, feeling his cock move inside of you as he pulled you down with him. Choso laying on his back with your chest pressed against his. Both his hands now on your face as you felt his cock twitch inside. Heavy breaths as you both came down from the high.

You had tried to convince him to fuck you on all fours. But Choso didn't seem all that excited to try it, not seeing the appeal of not being able to have access to your lips. Or being able to see your expression when you come. But he tried it, for your sake. His hands resting on the plush of your hips as you peeked an eye back to see him, his expression almost pained as he gulped. Seeing you on all fours made sex feel even dirtier than it was before. The mere sight of you as you looked back at him with a smile made his cock leak onto your back. You pushed your ass back into him, “Put it in, Cho~” your lips giving him a toothy smile as you waited, feeling the wasted precum on your back. He took his hand and placed it to the base of his cock, pulling his pelvis from your ass as he angled it low, placing his tip to your entrance. Letting out a sigh through his lips at your warmth. Eyebrows peaked as he pushed his head into you, slowly driving his cock into you like it was what he was born for. Eyes shut tight as he tried to keep his head up, small whines from your mouth gave him incentive to keep going. Feeling his knees start to wobble, he lifted one to place it on the bed. Pushing you forward slightly as he exhaled sharply. Moans leaving your lips, feeling his tip brush past your sweet spot. Choso let out a muffled moan noticing how different it felt compared to the other times. Sliding himself out and back in again hurriedly. Feeling his hips push you forward as your hands tried to stay planted on the bed. Choso’s grip on your hips tightening at your cunt clench around him. Feeling like he was going to fall, he pressed a hand to your shoulder for support. Hunching over slightly , his hips thrusting himself fully into you. His slow pace making you close your eyes, your hand going to hold his on your shoulder hearing him let out a whine at the sudden contact. This was one of the few times Choso felt something primal snap in his head causing his face to change to furrowed eyebrows and clenched teeth. Snapping his hips to yours, the hand on your shoulder gripping harder as his fingertips turned white. Hearing you cry out at the sudden feeling, Your elbow that held you up bending causing you to fall to the pillows. Ass still in the air as he thrusted roughly into you, mumbles of I'm sorry's leaving his lips while he groaned, the hand on your shoulder moving to the center of your back, feeling his back straighten in order to have a better stance. Unforgiving hips snapping against the back of your thighs as you whined into the pillows. Smile on your lips feeling him drill into you, his tip prodding the spot that made your knees weak. “R-right there.” you moaned, muffled but loud enough for him to hear. Choso’s face flushed as he slammed into you, looking down and seeing your greedy cunt take him with ease. Propping his other knee on the bed as his hands landed on your waist. Slowing his thrusts and pulling you back onto his cock with his hands, jaw clenched as he felt your hand land atop his. The other reached for your shoulder again, pulling you up to his chest press against your back as his hand cupped your face. Lips brushing your ear whimpering “I love you-” as his hips thrusted up inside of you. Loud moans now leaving your mouth as you felt his cock kiss your cervix. For Choso to be rough was a more rare sight, even if you tried to purposefully piss him off just to see what he would do. There were very few things that made him snap. Not in anger, but the part of his brain that always wanted you to be in control would shatter to pieces. It could be the most unexpected thing in the world. But when he did? When Choso took the control from your hands and fucked you like he hates you, whispering how much he loves you into your ear? It would make anyone weak in the knees.

Choso’s quick thrusts into your aching cunt made your eyes squeeze tight as his hand on your face moved down to your throat, closing his grasp lightly as you felt the air in your lungs stall. His lips on the side of your face as he praised you. Telling you that he was gonna fill you up, how pretty you looked like this, how much he loved you. Your moans turned to gasping, the pads of his fingers pressed against the side of your neck as your eyes struggled to stay open. A loving string of his whines littered with I love you’s whispered into your ear as the squelching sounds become louder. His hips stuttering against your ass, releasing the future generation deep into your cunt as you felt it drip down your thighs. Choso’s thrusts now slow as he fucked his cum deeper into you. The hand on your throat falling down to your arm, letting you fall back to the bed slowly with a low exhale, wincing as he pulled his cock out of you. Placing a gentle kiss to your back before collapsing next to you on his stomach. Looking over to you as you gave him a weak smile. After that day he saw why people had sex that way. Though the position now ranked at max top 5, still preferring to have sex while looking at you. He enjoyed it more than he expected he would. The after care when he was rougher than usual was always a godsend. Gentle hands holding you as he placed kisses on the shell of your ear, whispering words of adoration making you close your eyes. Hearing him tell you he’ll start a bath for you, gaining a small ‘mhm’ from your lips. Feeling his weight lift from the bed, opening your eyes to see Choso in the master bathroom turning on the faucet of your clawfoot tub. Gentle hands as he opened a small bag of dried bath flowers. Pouring in the sweet soap as he reached in to feel the temperature. Sitting on the edge of the tub as he waited for it to fill up, the view from your perspective was perfect. He was perfect, looking over at you as he caught you staring. Smiling as he stood up, walking back to you. The sound of water filling the tub in your ears as you felt his lips place a small kiss to your forehead. Settling behind you, feeling his hands wrap around you. Choso's head on the crook of your neck as he spooned you. Trying your best not to fall asleep as his hand made its way to your bare hip. Tracing doodles onto it as he hummed, eyes looking over to the opened door of the bathroom to see the bubbles hadn’t risen enough. “Thank you.” he whispered, closing his eyes in content as he placed a kiss on your neck. “For?” you hummed, his fingers slowly lulling you to sleep. “No reason. Just thank you.” He mumbled, seeing the water in the tub rise enough to see the bubbled peeking through. Kissing your cheek as Choso shook your hip slightly. “Cmon-” he whispered, lifting himself as he saw your eyes blink open. Going over to your side of the bed as he reached his hand out to you.

Sitting up on the edge of the bed, feet on the floor as you took Choso’s hand. Standing up while your hand rubbed your eye. His hand led you to the bathroom as you opened them fully, looking at the bubbles with a smile. Choso lifted his hand as you stepped into the tub one foot at a time, his grip on your fingers tight so you wouldn't slip. Holding onto your arm as you sat in the tub. Resting your back to the wet porcelain. Letting out a content sigh as you looked up at him, leaning down and pressing a gentle kiss to your lips. Muttering ‘I'll be right back’ before hurrying back into your bedroom, body still bare. Stripping the bed and throwing a large blanket atop the bare mattress, gathering the spoiled sheets and putting them into the hamper before leaving your sight. Coming back into the bedroom with a glass of water, walking towards the tub and handing it to you, taking a large gulp before placing it down on the small table next to the tub, eyes following him as he stepped in and sat in between your thighs. His knees peeking above the water as his head rested beside yours with an exhale. Getting your energy back, feeling his hand on your knee. Whispering in his ear an “I love you.” he sighed. Closing his eyes as he felt your hand go to the top of his head, combing his hair back, resting it on your shoulder.

I think that no matter what kind of sexual interaction goes down between you and Choso. He will always be gentle, and kind. As though sex was some kind of chore to you, always thanking you for any favor you did for him. Even if you're denying him an orgasm for your own pleasure, he will always love you no matter what. Sex always feels like your souls are connected. So intense Choso swore up and down he could feel the way you felt. To him, sex was a way to connect to you on an even deeper level than words could fathom. He always liked taking his time when it came to sex, not liking the way quickies in department store dressing rooms felt. Always rushed and forced into silence in fear of people hearing. During sex, countless confessions of ‘i love you’s’ would be whispered. Always making sure you felt his love. Choso gave you his all. Every inch, every kiss, every orgasm, he’s given you everything he had to give.

ahhhhh I actually started writing physical notes in my journal to keep track of what content warnings I should use. I have like four pages filled with my stupid comments lol, tysm for reading:D

edit like an hr later: the apple store should've never let me purchase a laptop. I can't stop writing , years worth of smut leaving my brain. it's gotten so bad that ive ripped my acrylics off and now i type so fast. help me. (if I go to sleep rn and y'all don't fw this imma delete it ok ,it feels wrong to just talk abt filthy things about my boyfriend without some plot😣)

#jjk #choso x reader #read later!#leo's library °•❀

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