luv pairing choso with someone who’s got a mean mouth on them, bitchy— just plain rude.

he’s unmoved by your lashing out, knows it comes from a place of frustration. but even if it isn’t, he doesn’t mind. thinks the snap of your voice when you whine about something ‘oh so unfair’ is cute, makes him want to fix whatever is wrong right away.

but of course, you take more than needed— and here he is at your beck and call. watching you swallow down inch after inch, pulling away when the width of his fat cock stretches the corners of your lips in an uncomfortable manner. tears welling up in pinched eyes, squeezing shut like you couldn't even be bothered to look at him.

the pitiful state of you made him wish he was smaller, easier to take. sitting up straight when you pulled off completely, hissing at finally being able to relax your jaw; bracing himself for the quip you were going to throw his way and looking forward to it.

"fuck you and your stupidly thick cock."

ah, there it was.

something so harsh said with honeyed lips, glazed over with the leftover struggle he'd painted over your mouth. bringing forth a winded laugh, wondering how you could be so cute.

Love, I'm team characters that only get 5 minutes of screentime in the show

Ghost: *reloads weapon*