edging choso drabble
cw: edging, slight degredation and praise, sub choso
lil drabble @lilithkleia encouraged me to write
Jerking Choso off always forces out such whiny moans from him, like right now. You had him strip, handcuffed him, and splayed out on your bed. Sitting on top of his thighs, you've been slowly pumping his cock and edging him for who knows how long.
He's become an absolute mess with how long you've been leisurely playing with him. Choso's tip matches the color of his cheeks, a deep pink color that only seemed to be getting stronger each passing second. Sticky drops of pre-cum keep ebbing nonstop from his slit.
"Quiet down Choso, any louder and I think the neighbors will file a noise complaint." You're sure that he's already crossed that line, but you don't really care.
His breath stutters, weakly moaning out, "I-I can'tttt, it's too muchhh."
Another desperate whine slips from his throat, desperate for you to just. Let. Him. Cum. He can't take it anymore, he feels like he's suffocating in your sweet torture.
A grin emerges on your face, relishing in how pathetic Choso looked right now. His tired eyes start to flicker closed as he starts feeling the low pressure pooling in his lower body, finally about to cum. But then, you move your hand away, and the tears start pooling in his eyes.
"Fuck please," Choso's face contorts in a mixture of pleasure and pain. "Please, please just let me cummmm, I've b-been such a good boy for you haven't I?"
You weigh the thought in your mind, watching how he squirms below you with every passing second. "Hmm, alright. If you admit to being a stupid whore, then-"
He cuts in with a sniffle, "you're r-right, I am -hah please- a st-stupid whore for you."
Lightly slapping him on the face, you let out a small giggle as you whisper, "You're that quick to admit it? You really are a whore, Cho."
He doesn't even process what you've said, frantically nodding in hopes that you'll finish him off. Choso moans as your fingers brush his tip again. "I'm your good boy now right? Please, please, please say I'm your g-good boy, I accepted it."
I mean, you knew he was pathetic but my god. The way he was just pleading for you to praise and acknowledge him sent a jolt through your core, arousal pooling further between your legs.
Leaning closer to his ears, you softly blow air against the sensitive skin as you coo "you're such a good boy for me Choso."
As the last words leave your lips, Choso's body tightens up as he cums, eyes screwing shut while splattering all over your hand and his abs as he sobs through his release. You simply stare at the debauched mess Choso had become just from you calling him a good boy.
When Choso opens his eyes again, he's greeted with the sight of you scooping the cum off his abs and holding it in front of his face. "You'll clean your mess like a good boy, right Cho?"