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“Ch—cho!” Wet slaps filled the bedroom, slick smeared across the apex of your thighs Choso has been pounding you for what felt like hours despite only half an hour passing.

He’d penetrate you mercilessly from behind with your ass lewdly colliding with his hips every thrust. Each pre-match fuck was entirely unpredictable and depended on the status of his opponent. He was flashy and determined. Each time he dicks you down right, another win from Choso flashes across the TV screen of thousands.

“Ngh—Who’s your opponent?” You huffed the words out. Your teeth clamped on your pillow in a response to a sharp thrust of his hips. He groaned, pressing on your spine. “Yuji Itadori, fucker’s been teasin’ me all week. Gotta let em’ know older brother’s still in charge.”

A gruff chuckle slipped past his lips, following a low whimper with the shift of your hips. The sharp thrust of his hips halted before he slid out. “I need my baby to get me right, get her nice n’ full” He flipped you abruptly, back hitting the mattress with his hands quickly spreading your plush thighs.

He appreciated the view of your sappy cunt. Your clit swollen and puffy, opening still mildly gushing in slow pulses from his last load. His touch was tender as a silent apology for fucking you so rough just a second ago. Typically wasn’t his forte till he learned that you preferred to be fucked like you were in trouble. Sharp ministrations to push you to your high in minutes

“We’re gonna beat that smartass. M’right baby?” He questioned, licking a lengthy stripe over your slick thighs. Attending to cleanup duty before shoving his face into his favorite girl. That needy pussy he treated like the last feast in a famine. “Ah—I don’ know Cho, Yuji’s pretty strong” Your spine arched off the mattress He nibbled your puffy clit as punishment for your response. “By the time i’m finished with this pussy, you’ll be thinkin’ otherwise.”

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