𝜗ৎ BABY FEVER 𝜗ৎ
◦Synopsis: Your fiancé is coming down with a fever…baby fever, that is…
◦Pairing: Choso Kamo x fem!reader
◦Content Warnings: vaginal sex, breeding kink, pregnancy kink, biting, squirting, cervix fucking, rough sex, mating press, tit play, hickeys, pathetic choso
◦Word Count: 1.4k
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Choso rested on the couch, hair messy, free from his usual twin buns. His gaze lingered on you as you played with his elementary school age brother, Yuji, sprawled across the carpet in front of him.
“AHH- that tickles, Yuji!” you’re squealing as his little brother jumps on top of you, digging his little hands under your arms trying to tickle you—Yuji is giggling, proud of himself once you tap out, finally admitting defeat.
“I winnn!” the pink-haired boy cheered, beaming as he looked up at his older brother. “Did you- did you see that, Cho?” Yuji was panting, out of breath from the effort he’d put into the “wrestling” match. You had let him win, of course—but you would never reveal that to him.
“I did, little bro-“ Choso reaches out to pinch one of Yuji’s chubby cheeks “you’re getting pretty tough.” He smiles at him, then his gaze drifts to you on the floor—breathing heavy, your shirt pushed up just enough to see your tummy. Choso feels heat growing in his lower abdomen, the tips of his ears turning pink.
“Next time you won’t be so lucky, squirt.” you declare before standing up and crawling onto the couch, cozying up next to your fiancé. Choso slings his arm around you, placing a sweet kiss on your forehead before checking the time.
“You guys are gross!” Yuji’s face contorts into disgust at the display of affection, making you and Choso laugh.
“Yeah? Well, guess you’re in luck—time to take you back home.“ Choso ruffles his brother’s hair, then rises to grab his keys off the coffee table. “Put your shoes on, kid.”
Yuji groans in disappointment before trudging his way to the front door.
“You coming with us, sweetheart?” Choso asks, scratching your head from his spot standing behind you.
“No- I think I’ll stay home, baby. Yuji wore me out.” You're leaning into his touch, then looking at your fiancé’s brother, giving him a wave goodbye.
“Byeee, sweetheart!” Yuji yells back while opening the front door, mocking Choso’s term of endearment for you.
“Watch it, kid! She’s my girl.“ Choso makes sure to warn his brother. “Okay, I’ll be back soon,” Choso murmurs, leaning down to press a quick kiss to your lips. He pulls away, crossing the room towards the front door, then leaves with Yuji in tow.
The entire drive home from his father’s house, only one thought plagued Choso’s mind.
You’d be such a good mommy.
He feels the blood rush to his dick alarmingly fast—the thought of you glowing, breasts heavy, tummy round with his baby, was driving him crazy. Once the baby was born, he’d be greeted by the sight of you rocking them in your arms, your voice soft with coos—the baby a perfect mix of the two of you.
Oh- He was done for.
“Wake up sweetheart.” you stir at your fiancé’s voice, he’s leaning over your sprawled body on the couch, lightly shaking you awake. You must have fallen asleep while he was gone.
“Sorry, Cho, I must have been really tired heh-“ your sleepy giggle is cut short once you catch a glimpse of his face.
Oh.
Choso’s eyes were glossed over with lust, wandering over your barely awake form. He starts nuzzling into your neck once he realizes you’re finally awake, hands brushing up to your waist.
“You were great with Yuji today-“ he’s murmuring against your skin “s-so, so good.” Choso’s hands start fidgeting with the hem of your shirt, sliding his hands up to cup your tits.
“Mmm- what’s got you so worked up, baby?” you ask, rubbing the sleep from your eyes before moving your hands to tug on his hair.
He doesn’t answer, too busy sucking blue and purple bruises into the sensitive skin of your throat. You hum, tightening your grip in his hair—he’s whining, rolling his thumbs across your pebbled nipples.
“N-need to fill you up, sweetheart–“ he’s pulling away from your neck to look at you. “let me f-fuck you, please–“ his eyes are wide and pleading. He’s so pathetic.
“You can fuck me, baby. Just take me to bed first, the couch is really uncomfortable heh–" Your giggle is cut short again when he suddenly snatches you off the couch bridal style, practically sprinting to the bedroom.
Once Choso gently lays you down, your clothes are off in an instant—tearing them off of your body like a mad man, leaving you in your soaked panties.
“You’re so beautiful, sweetheart–“ Choso is on top of you now, grinding his painfully hard cock against your thigh, kissing down the expanse of your skin before he stops at your belly. “Bet you’d look even prettier with a bump righttt here–” he nips at the spot below your belly button, making you hiss.
“Wha–“ he’s back at your tits now, squeezing them and sucking a bud into his mouth.
“Anddd milk dripping out from h-here–“ he’s biting at your other nipple, blabbering on until you finally realize what he meant.
He wants to get you pregnant.
“I w-wanna give you a baby s-so bad, sweetheart.” He mumbles on your saliva coated tits “please– need to m-make you a mommy.”
His filthy pleas make your legs clench and heat grow in your tummy. He notices the movement, snapping his eyes up to your face with a grin in a fraction of a second.
“You like that idea, sweetheart?” he asks, you nod with a whine.
Before you know it, he’s got your panties off, knees to your chest in a mating press—his weight on top of you is suffocating as he lines his weeping cock up to your painfully empty hole.
Choso pushes inside to the hilt in one brutal thrust, your cunt stretched to its limits trying to accommodate his swollen cock. You both let out whimpers, catching your breaths before Choso starts to move.
“Y-so big, Cho– fuck!”
The first harsh thrust expels the air from your lungs—you’re clawing for purchase at the hands that are holding your knees securely to your chest.
“Just t-take it for me, yeah?” Choso leans down to slip his tongue into your mouth briefly before pulling away, eyebrows furrowed in pleasure. “Gonna fill you up with my ngh- babies I p-promise.”
His pace increases once you nod at his vow, his cock pressing harsh kisses to the back of your pussy every time without fail. Filthy squelches fill the room every time he bottoms out against your cervix—his cock threatening to pierce through and delve directly into your womb.
“Gonna c-cum, Cho!”
There's urgency in your voice as the coil in your tummy builds far too fast for comfort, a strange pressure you’ve never felt before is concerning you. A few more rough pounds to your cunt has every muscle in your body tensing—a clear liquid spraying out of your pussy all over Choso’s abs and the sheets.
“Fuck–“ your head lolls back against the pillow, mouth wide open in a silent scream—your pussy clamping down on Choso’s dick so hard he thinks he might pass out.
“Ohhh my god, sweetheart. Squeezing me soooo tight-“ he’s whimpering, hiding his face in the crook of your neck as his dick starts twitching inside you. “Gonna f-fill you ngh up now.”
“Mfmmm- pleaseeee! Need your b-babies, Cho!” Your words have him painting the back of your pussy white instantly with a whine.
He empties himself into your womb with slow grinds, kissing up the side of your face. He slowly pulls out to assess the sticky mess in between your legs—your pussy is ruined. Ropes upon ropes of viscous cum mixed with your squirt are leaking out of your pulsing hole, dripping between the crack of your ass, and finally pooling on the sheets.
“Soooo messy, sweetheart.” Choso’s eyes are glued to the rivulets dripping from your cunt, hypnotized. All you can do is gaze at him with your glossy eyes, your body still shaking in soft tremors from your high.
You yelp when he suddenly rolls you over on your tummy, bottoming out again with a groan—his cock still hard as ever.
“Gotta keep going until I’m out of cum to give you-“ he’s laying flat on top of you, giving you no room to escape his shallow thrusts. “Gotta- fuck- make sure it t-takes.”
“You’re gonna be such a pretty momma.”
Yeah. You’re not making it out alive.
(c1nnam0roll-08 / 2026)
















