if there’s one quirk that you’d complain about your boyfriend having, it’d be his uncontrollable oral fixation. always putting something in his mouth like a teething puppy, clanking his teeth on the chain wrapped around his neck, or even chewing on the neckline of his shirt.

and if there was one, specific thing that helped soothe the ache inside of his mouth — it was you. choso loved the way your silk skin tasted on his tongue. he loved the little darkened marks that’d bloom across your skin whenever he suctioned his mouth just right. creating a slobbering mess all over body, especially your breasts.

the way he’d swirl his tongue around the areola, teasingly just to see the way your nipple would harden under against his mouth before flicking his tongue at it. your breasts sitting in his palms as he gives the glob of fat fondles, and squeezes while moaning with your nipple suctioning within his mouth.

choso’s dark eyes closed, rested in pure bliss as he sucks and sucks barely able to control himself as his hips rut against the mattress while groaning.

each flick of his tongue against your sensitive nipple sends a pulse to your throbbing clit, and only time will tell when choso’s done with his fill of your breasts before he’s moving down to your thighs… his favourite place right between your legs, his favourite way to be pacified — your clit.

his hands spread your thighs a part from each other, exposing the sight that made his mouth salivate from a mere glance as he leans down, his tongue already lulling out before pressing flush against your bud making you moan at the sensation.

he’s instantly lapping up the wet mess dripping from your hole. his tongue gliding in all the right places before he’s latching against your sensitive bud causing you to push at his head, making him bury his face deeper between your thighs.