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nineteen | she/her |

I write when im bored lmao

- I love the weeknd, sza, lana del rey

- Im a college student (fucking booked and busy)

- chronically online: caseoh, katieb, vanilla mace, quackity, jjk, chainsawman. (idk just some of my interests)

I'm working on a fanfic on a03! please check it out, its still in the works!!! Inadmissible

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Nanami X Reader

| MDNI!!!! | 18+ |

Nanami got home from work. He dragged his feet as he walked to his desk. He sat down and let out a loud breath. It was midnight. You knew he did other things as side work; he would come home late with bruises or blood stains all over him and little to no explanations.   

“Bad day?” You asked. “Yeah, something like that.” He responded in a tired tone. You slide out of bed and walk towards him. You place your hands on his upper shoulders, slowly messaging them, moving them slowly up to his neck. You felt his body relax at your touch. He closes his eyes and lets out a small breath as he leans his head back. “Does that feel good?” You asked softly. “Yes, thank you darling.” He said as he opened his eyes to look at you. You had your favorite pink silk robe and a night gown to match. “You look beautiful.” He took your hand in his and guided you to stand in front of him. He then took both your hands in his pulling you over his lap. You sat down on him gently. He moved some hair from your face and caressed your cheek. You could see the eye bags under his eyes, his messy hair, and his clothes were stained. He pulled you in and gave you a small kiss.  

“Is there anything I can do for you?” You said as you wrapped your hands around his neck. “No baby, I'm going to go over some important emails and make some calls.” You moved your hands away slowly and got up from his lap. You go back to his bed. You scrolled on your phone for a bit occasionally glancing up at him. His hands would be in his hair; his sleeves rolled up; you could see his muscles tense up. God, it turned you on. The way they flex, his back muscles especially. An idea suddenly popped in your head. You slid out of bed slowly, not to disturb him. You walked beside his chair. He was too busy on the phone to notice you standing there. You get on your knees and crawl under his desk. You position yourself between his legs. That's when he finally noticed you. “Darling, what are you doing?” You look up at him and shush him. You place your hands on his thighs slowly grazing them up closer to his cock.  

He shifts in his seat. “I'm on the phone.” You nod your head. “I know so try and be quite.” You said in a whisper. You lightly touch the hard bulge in his pants. His grip tightens around the armrest of the chair. You unzip his pants pulling then down enough to reveal his hard cock. He lets out a heavy breath. You take his cock in your hands, jerking it slowly. Your thumb circled his tip, mixing in his precum as you moved your hand down his shaft. You kissed the tip before slowly taking his cock down your throat. He was starting to get impatient. His hips slightly thrusted up pushing his dick down your throat even more. His hand moved from the armrest to your hair, he gripped it into a ponytail and shoved your face lower. He pulled you back up. He motioned you to open your mouth. He placed two fingers in your mouth; you sucked on them like you did his cock. “Sit.” He said as he ended the call he was having. You sat on his thigh, straddling it. He lifted your pink night gown and pulled down your lace thong. “You were all dressed up for me huh.” He smacked your ass and moved his fingers up your thigh reaching your soaked cunt. He slid one finger up and down your pussy, taking in how wet you already were. He circled your clit making you grip his forearms. You saw his dick practically pulsing as he added another finger, still circling your clit.

You take his cock in your hands and jerk him off. He finally slips his fingers in. Your walls clenching around the thickness of them as he pumps your pussy. Slowly stretching you, he adds another finger. “You feel so good around me.” He says out of breath. “F-Fuck” was all you managed to say as he speeds up his fingers. Your hips start rolling, thrusting his fingers deeper into you. “I want you to fuck me Nanami.” You said as you gripped his shoulders still thrusting your hips, pushing his fingers even deeper. He pulled his fingers out of you and started to jerk himself off with your hand. “Have some patients baby.” He shifted in his seat allowing you to sit better. You started to ride his thigh. Nanami's hands grip your hips lifting you slightly closer to his throbbing cock. “You have to do it yourself darling.” 

He said as he brushed your hair that stuck to your forehead. You straddle his lap, aligning yourself to him, you hold his cock as you let yourself down on it. Slowly swallowing his cock whole with your sore pussy. The thick groove of his tip itching your walls. You finally sat down fully on him. “Go ahead and move for me baby.” His hands were on your hips holding you in place. You start rolling your hips as you grip his shoulders for balance. His thick cock fills you up, hitting every spot in you. You start bouncing on him pushing him even deeper in you. 

He started to thrust his hips up. Getting deeper and deeper. Making you full. He gripped your hips hard enough to leave the imprint of his large palms. His eyes were piercing into you, analyzing your every expression. You were moaning his name nonstop as his tip rubbed right against your g-spot. “Im so close Nanami.” You were moving faster on his dick, rolling your hips to were he ewas hitting your g-spot every time. His rhythm never stopped; he was fucking you just right. You threw your head back “Come for me darling.” He said breathlessly in your ear as he fucked you hard and rough. You cum all over his cock. Nanami never stopped pumping his cock in you, the overwhelming feeling of your orgasm never stopping.

Nanami X Reader

| MDNI!!!!! | 18+ |

 “Careful.” He said as he went to help you. His hand lightly at your waist. He pulled away once you stabled yourself. “You keep saying that.” His gaze sharpened. “Because you keep making it necessary.”  “Inside now.” He said in a low voice. You nodded, following him toward the building. The walk down the hall was quicker than usual. He was already at your door typing in your code. He memorized it.  

“You should drink some water.” He said as he closed the door behind him. You let out a laugh. “Seriously?” “You’ve had enough to- ““No.” You shook your head once, stepping closer. “You don’t get to do that.” He stayed silent for a second. “Do what?” “This.” Your voice is quieter now. “You don’t get to say things like that in the car and then stand in my apartment talking to me about water.” Nanami went still. Your heart was pounding like crazy in your chest. “If you're going to keep stopping yourself.” You said, holding his gaze. “Then you should probably stop coming when I ask.” He didn’t respond for a long second. “And if I don’t intend to stop?” Your heart stopped. Like, actually stopped. “Then come in properly.” You said sternly. Nanami didn’t move right away. 

“Do you understand,” he asked carefully, “what you're asking me for?” he stepped closer. Inches from you now. His eyes were a shade darker than usual in the dim lighting of your apartment. “Yes.” You said barely a whisper. His hand reached for your chin, tilting you slightly up to face him. “Don’t say things to me just because you've been drinking,” he continued, quieter now. “Not when I'm already-“he stopped himself. “Nanami….” He closed his eyes for half a second. When he opened them again, whatever was in them had gone darker. Hungrier. He placed his other hand on your waist. Gripping you tighter than he did before. He pulled you in closer, and his mouth was on yours. Controlled at first, then you kissed back. His hand pulled you in closer to him. 

You tugged at his shirt lightly. The kiss deepened, his tongue finding the entrance of your mouth, all the pent-up tension of weeks of almost, glances held too long. It felt like a collision. Nanami kissed you harder, moving down to your neck. His hands are slowly exploring you. You pull away. “Get on the couch,” you said sternly. Something flickered in his expression. His face was a light shade of red. The outline of his bulge was now visible. He followed your orders. “Sit.” You said. You got on your knees slowly, in front of him. You looked up, his eyes full of curiosity and hunger. You rubbed his hard cock through his pants. His breathing deepened immediately. You slid your hand up to his belt and unbuckled it. You moved your face closer to his crotch and held the zipper of his pants with your teeth. Your eyes stayed locked to his as you slowly slid the zipper down. 

You noticed his every movement. Your hands reached to the line of his pants, pulling them down, and he thrusted forward enough to let them off. “You know all the times you kept yourself controlled, measured……restrained.” You said softly as you pulled down his underwear. Not giving him time to answer. His thick cock coated in precum sprang out. You placed your hand around his tip. “Let’s see how long that lasts you.” You jerked him off a bit, targeting his sensitive tip. He grunted under your touch. His eyes never leaving yours. You reached for his tie with one hand while the other jerked him off. You pulled it undone. “You're going to know how I felt all those times you held back.” His cock twitched. You grabbed his tie and slowly tied it to the bottom of his shaft just tight enough. He let out a quiet moan. You moved your face down, kissing the tip lightly. The precum stuck to your lips, and you started sucking his tip. His head fell back. You started taking in half of his thick cock. Bobbing your head slowly. He had already hit the back of your throat halfway. He was looking back down at you. His hand slowly slid to your head. Resting it there. Slightly gripping your hair.

You didn’t like this gentle act. You pushed your head as low as you could, almost taking him whole, slightly gagging at the length. “You look so beautiful.” He said quietly between breaths. You grabbed his hand, forcing him to grip your hair. That’s all it took. He pushed your face down, and your lips touched the tie. He was down your throat. Your eyes started to water, and breathing was getting harder. He wiped the tears that escaped. “All those nights I imagined you like this,” “Nothing compares.” He said in a low voice. The sound of wet noises filled the room as he reached his limit. “Fuck…it hurts.” There it was. You pulled away, a slight pop noise. You started to jerk him off; he was so close. His hips thrusting into your hand slightly. His cock coated with his cum and your spit. “Why can’t I- “He said between breaths. You jerked him off faster. “Pl- “he stopped, his voice strained. “Hm?” You knew he couldn’t cum, even if he wanted to. You kissed the tip, sucking it slowly. “What was that?” you said. He let out a small moan. “Please.” His voice quieter this time. You took his thick cock down your throat again, one hand reached for the tie, pulling it undone from his dick. It was soaked with cum and spit. You sucked him in, taking his whole length down your throat. “Fuck.” He thrusted his dick deeper into your throat. Tears streaming down your face. He thrusted deeper, and you slightly gag at how far down he is in your throat. Finally, he came. You swallowed his salty mess. His hand reached your face while the other wiped it. You looked up at him. His face flushed, his hair sticking to his sweaty forehead. His shirt was a mess; he was a mess. This controlled, measured man was a mess because of you. “You did so well.” 

this is from my fanfic hehe

It was a late at night in the office.

| MDNI!!!! | 18+ |

The slow fade of voices leaving by the hour. You were printing papers, Higuruma had asked you to print. You grab a paper clip, sliding it over the copies and then sliding them in a dark green folder. You walk back to his office. The click of your heels echoing in the empty office. You knock lightly on his door. “Come in.” he said calmly. You take a deep breath and wrap your fingers around the handle, pushing it open. “I got those copies you needed.” You slide the folder towards him. He doesn't look up. He finishes writing some notes in a red pen. “I’d like you to read this email for me.” Your breath slightly caught. He slides the paper, turning it to face you. A word was circled in red ink. His voice is lower. “You know what this means...” 

You swallow hard. Your heartbeat felt so loud. He stood up. “Sit.” You follow his instructions and sit on his leather couch. Your fingers curl around the edge of it. He hands the paper to you. “Go on. Read it.” He grabs the keys to his closet and walks over to it. He unlocks it revealing the red velvet walls of the closet. He pulled out a spreader bar. “Slowly. I want to hear where you stopped paying attention.” He slid off his tie with two fingers, tugging it loose. You read the paper slowly. “Mr. Higuruma, I’ve reviewed the client's statement and organized the key points-” He was getting on his knees. Hooking the cuff of the bar on your right leg. “-I’ll make any n-necessary changes immediately. Thank you for your time.” A gasp left your lips. You saw your mistake neccessary circled in red ink. “One word,” he pauses, “That's all it takes to make the rest of this look careless.” 

He stands in front of you. “Undress. Now.” Your face flushed. You slowly pull down your skirt, letting it fall to your ankles. You unbutton your shirt, setting it to the side. “Good.” He kneels, before cuffing your left leg to the spreader bar, his voice is lower now. “Turn around.” You turn around, your elbows rest on the backrest, and your knees on the couch, your ass up in the air, with your back facing him.. He cuffs your other leg and spreads your legs open, locking them in place. He reached for the crop. A whip like stick with a small flat leather piece on the end of it. Smack. The sting immediately started to burn. You grip the backrest and let out a moan. “You need to count sweetheart.” Smack. Another sting on your other ass cheek. “T-two.” Smack. You let out another moan. “Three.” Smack, Smack, Smack. Your knees are now starting to give out. “S-six.” You feel yourself getting turned on. “Hips up darling.” He moved the leather crop between your thighs. “You’re already so fucking wet for me.” The crop rubs against your sore, wet pussy. A loud wet smack. You let out a loud moan. The sting sent sensations down your legs, shaking them slightly. “Please...” You said softly.  

“I-I won't do it again, Sir.” He gets closer, now directly behind you. You feel his presence; you look over your shoulder at him. You have a flushed expression. You see his throbbing cock through his dress pants, begging to fuck you. “Good.” He presses his throbbing bulge against your sore pussy. You let out a small whimper at the feeling. His hands on your hips, he slides them around your ass then back up your hips. He pulls you closer, pressing his bulge directly against your pussy, your needy hips grind on his thick cock. You leave your wet juices on his pants, craving his cock deep in you. “Youre such an impatient girl.” He grabs a fistful of your hair pulling you back. “Beg.” He lets your hair go, backs up off you, he unclips the cuffs from your legs. He set down the bar and sits on his office chair, leaning slightly back and manspreading his legs. He says nothing. His tired eyes, staring you down, taking you in entirely, the red stinging marks he left on you and on your dripping pussy. You flutter your lashes at him and get down the chair. You get on your knees and crawl to him, slowly, slightly dragging your legs until you reach him. “Please....let me suck your dick.” He gives you a slight smirk and tilts his head as he looks down at you. “Go on darling.” You unbutton his pants; he slightly lifts his hips allowing you to slide down his pants and boxers. His cock was already dripping with pre-cum, slightly twitching. You wrap your lips around his tip, rubbing your tongue around the slit. You slowly took him down your throat. He let out soft groans. “Fuck... you’re doing so good.” His hand rests on your head, he moves the strands of hair out of your face. He watches your every move, and your every expression. 

You gag slightly as his cock goes deeper. He pushes your head down, making you take him fully down your throat. Breathing becomes harder, still bobbing your head; he’s close. Tears start to fall from your eyes, he wipes them with his other hand. Still pushing your head lower and cums deep in your throat. You pull your head away, swallowing his cum and stand up. He picks you up and throws you on the couch. He slides off his tie and covers your eyes with it. The sound of his footsteps intensified. You hear the clanks of the closet. “It's your turn.” He said quietly in your ear. He ties your hands up on the hooks he added to the back of his couch. You hear him walk back to his desk, the sound of ice against a glass cup clinks. He walks back to you. His weight shifts, you feel him drag an ice cube with his mouth from your neck to your tits, rubbing it over your nipples, the cold cube stinging them. Then he slides it down on your stomach. Goosebumps form all over your body. He slowly slides it down to your throbbing pussy, he rubs the cube against your sore clit. You let out soft whimpers; your hands pull against the rope, restraining you. He rubs the cube down your folds. Your breath hitched. He reaches your throbbing hole, sliding the ice cube in slowly, the cube is now small, slowly melting in your hot cunt. “Please..” Your hand pull on the rope again, your legs slightly jump at the feeling. “Shhh its okay.” You felt Higuruma’s breath against your cunt. He sucks on your clit, leaving soft kisses. He slides his tongue lower, his nose rubbing against you. “Fuck, please....,” you said between breaths as he sped up. “J-just fuck me.” you added. He doesn't stop, his tongue, his nose, the grip he has on your hips. You start to get close, your moans slipping out louder and louder.  

He pulls away. “No, please.” you said in a whimper. “Shhh, baby its okay.” you feel his cock rub against your soaked cunt. “I’m right here darling.” He said as he suddenly thrusted in you. You arch your back at him entering you. Higuruma fucks you hard, gripping your hips, digging deeper into you. Your bodies create loud squelches and smacks. He lifts your leg up, slightly fucking you sideways. This position hits your g-spot every time. “Fuck, I'm c-close.” You managed to get out. He thrusts unto you harder, his hips move deeper in rhythm. You arch your back, grinding into his thrusts, your cum seeping out of you and onto the couch, he doesn't stop. He lifts you up, your ass on his thighs. “Fuck, you feel so good around be me.” His cock ramming into you deeper than it ever has. Your legs almost dangling in the air as he fucks you. He cums, deep in you, filling you up. He pulls out with a loud squelch as the cum drips down your ass, onto the couch. “You did so good for me baby.” He said out of breath. He reaches up and unties one arm, then plants a kiss on your forehead, and unties the other hand. You remove the tie. His hand reaches your cheek, moving the sweaty strands of hair sticking to your face. He pulls you in for a soft kiss, slowly melting into it. He pulls away and starts to stand up. He grabs some towels and cream. “Here.” he wraps a towel around you and wipes down the mess on the couch. “Come here beautiful.” He sits on the couch waiting for you to move. You scoot over to him. He points to his lap. You let out a slight sigh and lean over his thighs with your ass up. He squeezes some cream out and rubs it on your bruised ass. “I hope you learned your lesson sweetheart.” 

You have tattoos all over, there should be no reason to be this nervous. 

| MDNI!!!!! | 18+ |

You decided to try and find a good alternative to your main tattoo artist. Since she went on a month's trip, she gave you the contact information about another person you could go to. His name was Choso Kamo. He was one of her many students, he was about your age, maybe younger. So you text him  

Reader: Hey, this is (Reader) I was wondering if you are available later today for a tattoo appointment.  

Choso: Yea, im free around 9:30 pm  

Nighttime starts to creep up as the sunsets. You get into your car and go to the address he sent you. When you pull in the driveway, you see the tall dark building. That's when your stomach twists. What if he was a creep? You paused for a second, letting your anxiety take over, then shake your head, your tattoo artist wouldn't send you somewhere that's not safe..right? You grab your things and head towards the door. You knock three times, hard enough for him to hear. You hear the soft thump of footsteps getting closer. He opens up the door. You are immediately hit by the smell of weed.  

Oh, he was hot. He had dark hair, tired eyes; they were a light shade of pink. He had a sleeve tattoo on his right arm. Silver piercings in his ears. “What tattoo are you planning to get” he said as he held the door for you. “I was just thinking of a lower v-line tattoo” you said quietly. “I want it in cursive to say ‘Luck You’ with a bit of swirls around it,” you added as you pulled up the font you wanted. “Okay, could you lay down over here for me.” He said as he nodded toward the direction of the chair. You walked towards the tattoo area, the light glow of the green light guiding you there. You set your stuff down and sit on the chair, wiggling yourself all the way back. You look back through the doorway at him; he was getting all the tools ready. His loose tank top showed off his buff arms. They would slightly flex as he carefully grabbed the black ink. You let yourself stare for too long, he looked up, catching your gaze. Your breath caught just slightly. His gaze flickered you up and down for a second before going back to the ink colors.  

He came in the room, setting all his materials down at his table, setting the tools he needed on a tray next to you. “Could you send me that inspo pic you showed me earlier?” he said without looking at you. “Oh, yeah, sure.” You send him the photo. He sits on his rolling barstool chair, his back still turned, he rolls over to his computer, pulling up the picture. He prints it out and brings it over to you. “This look okay?” He says as he holds up the paper. “Yeah, that's perfect.” You gave him a small smile. He sets the paper down next to him; he picks up a joint, that was already rolled. “You mind if I?” He already had the joint in his mouth, and the lighter was ready. “Yeah, I don't mind.” You watched him flick the lighter on, burning the tip of the joint. He inhales slowly, letting the smoke reach his lungs before letting it out with a small exhale. The smell and smoke hit your nose immediately. “You want a hit?” He asked as he reached his hand out enough for you to grab the joint. “Sure.” You grab the joint gently between your fingers, you take a long hit, you hold in the smoke for a second before exhaling. You slightly cough at the smoke leaving your lungs. You feel your nerves start to calm down.  

“Could you show me where you want it?” He said as he took another hit. You go still for a second, before pulling your pants down enough to show your v-line and the lining of your pink thong. His expression changed just slightly as he watched you pull down your pants. “You can take them off depending on how low you want it.” You look back up at him, before pulling them down to your thighs. His gaze stayed on yours before shifting down, taking in your pretty pink lace thong, then back up at you. “I want it right here.” You said as you lift the string of the thong up, fully revealing your low v-line. You wanted to tease him a bit, just to see how he would react. He looks down at your hand then back up to your face. His cheeks flush with a light shade of pink. “Y-Yeah, I can do that for you.” He grabs a fresh alcohol wipe. He hesitates before wiping down the area, his hands barely touching you. Amused by how shy he gets, you grab his hand, pushing it down on your v-line. “You can touch me, it's okay,” You help him wipe the area. “Don't be nervous about hurting me, Im used to the pain.” He looks up at you; his breath hitched. He took a deep breath before placing the stencil down. He used a wet rag to wet the stencil. Slowly patting down the area. His eyes lingered at the stencil longer than they should have. “Have you ever done a tattoo on an area like this before?” You said quietly. “No. I haven't.” He pulled off the stencil, slowly not to smudge any of the blue ink.  

He took another hit of his joint, then offered it again to you. You took it and gave it another long hit. This time you really felt the cloudiness wash over you. “Are you ready?” He had the tattoo gun in his hand, he reached over towards your hand holding up the thong, he slid it down instead, moving it out the way. But now you were more exposed, showing the top of your pussy. His eyes lingered again. You felt the needles move as he traced the stencil. You watched him as he worked. The lower the needle went, the more it started to sting. You let out a quiet yelp, “Mmm,” your fingers curled around the edge of the chair as the pain intensified. The feeling sent tingles down your spine. His grip tightened on your lower waist. He looked up again; this time his eyes were more intense. He glanced back down and continued working on the tattoo. “How are you holding up?” He asked, still finishing up some details. He wiped away some excess ink, grazing the top of your pussy. Your breath caught, he noticed. “I-Im okay” there was a slight tremble in your voice. You felt yourself getting turned on, the pain of the needles, mix with the overwhelming smell of weed, and his careful hands. 

He noticed you shifting. “Good, try and stay still I'm almost done.” He went back in with the tattoo gun. “Fuck..” you yelped again as the needles lowered, barely above your pussy. You looked down at him, that's when you noticed his thick bulge through his grey sweats. He was fucking into it. He wiped the area again, cleaning off the ink. Then paused, he was looking at you looking at his bulge. His face flushed a deeper shade of pink. “I-Um, I’ll be right back.” You grabbed his hand before he could turn around. “Its okay,” You pulled his hand up to your pussy. He inhaled sharply at the contact; his fingers twitched slightly against you before pulling them away. “Are you sure?” He said quietly. With your other hand you took his joint, taking one last long hit from it. You pull him closer, to where your lips are inches apart, and you blow the smoke out slowly. He inhales it back in before closing the gap. His lips were against yours. 

His tongue sliding against your lip, hungry to find your mouth.  His hands rested on your waist, as his kisses got sloppier and rougher, he gripped you tighter, pulling you closer to him. He was now standing between your thighs. You felt his hard bulge against your stomach. You pulled your pants down from where they sat on your thighs, letting them fall on the floor. He pulled away, glancing down at your wet pussy, seeping through your panties. You saw his dick twitch in his sweats, his pre-cum seeping through his sweats, causing a dark grey spot to form near his tip. You reach to rub him through his sweats. You felt the long thick outline of his cock. He let out a soft whimper. You continue to rub him off through his sweats; he let out soft whimpers. “Please..” Choso’s grip tightens around you. His head rests down on your shoulder. Watching you touch him. Your fingers curl around the top of his sweats and boxers. You look up at him before pulling down his pants. He gives you light nod, you pull them down, his large cock sprang out. He let out another moan. You touched the tip lightly before wrapping your whole hand around it, pumping him slowly. The wetness of his pre-cum sliding against your hand creating loud squelches. His hands were on either side of you, gripping the edge of the chair. “Mmm, fuck please..” he said breathlessly against your ear. “Please what, baby?” you said in a slight cocky tone. He let out another moan as you slightly tightened your grip around his cock. “Please make me cum.” you let your saliva drip down falling on top of his cock, stroking it in making it slicker. You sped up your hand; his needy hips started to thrust into your hand. He let out soft whimpers near you ear, making you wet as fuck. He was close, you pulled your hand off of him. “No... please” he said in a soft yelp.  

He grips your waist again pulling you closer, now he’s looking at you, you grab his hot cock again and line the tip against your soaked panties. Sliding it up and down, his tip making soft squelches through your panties. He let out more whimpers, his breath shaky, and his eyes slightly tearing up. He slowly slid his hand on the lining of your panties down. He held his cock up to your slick pussy. “W-We can't let the...ngh.. tattoo get infected-” he slid it up and down against you. His tip was right against your entrance, he slid in slowly, your walls swallowing his tip completely. “Mmm... you feel so good for me.” he said in a whisper. “Slowly..okay.” you said queitly, noticing his quick pace. He slid himself fully in, letting your walls get used to his large length. “Youre s-so tight.” He pulled out slowly and thrusted back in. “I-I cant...ngh..Im s-sorry.” He thrusts fully in you, fast and rough. Slamming against your thighs, deep in your pussy. You let out a loud moan at the sudden thrust and wrap your hands around his hair, slightly tugging at it. Your body rocks to his hard thrusts, each one deeper than the last. The tip of his ridged cock rubbed against your favorite spot, scratching it every thrust. “Mmm you.. Feel so good...ngh..so, so, so...good.” His hand sliped under your shirt gripping your tit, then focusing on the nipple slightly tugging at it. You let out a small yelp at his pinch. He starts kissing your neck, leaving sloppy kisses all over, marking you as his. “Please, I wanna cum in you.. mommy. Please." His rhythm got faster. You were close and so was he. “Fuck... yes..” You started thrusting your hips into his rhythm, pushing him deeper. You were so fucking close now. Your legs started twitching, then shaking slightly. He sped up, gripping your thighs, pullling you closer every time. “S-so fucking good.” Choso said moaning to himself. You were a mess, moaning at every thrust. His whimpers never ended, praising your wet pussy. He sped up even more. “Fuck, y-yes, yes..im gonna cum.” His hot juices filled you up, his cock twitching inside you as he cums.  

i was listening to kissland- the weeknd while writing this.