#bf!choso

simp!choso who does not play about you. From the second he laid eyes on you and approached you quiet and respectfully about your number and going out for coffee, he knew he'd do anything in his power to keep you looking at him with those glittering eyes.

Choso absolutely adores you. How could he not? You're kind, intelligent, gracious, and sweet. He hitched a ride with you once when his car was in the shop and even had hearts in his eyes when you apologized to him after a bout of road rage. You were simply perfect, why would those drivers even do that??

Simp!Choso who simply disregards money when it comes to you. He realized that you didn't have any hygiene/skin care/shower products at his place so he decides to go and buy everything when he's out getting his usual groceries (he took pictures of your bathroom to make sure he got exactly what you used). When you found out, you scolded him for spending so much money on stuff you could pack back and forth but he simply shrugged saying "now you don't even have to think about it, you can just come over and stay" while pulling you back onto the couch.

Choso would also know exactly how you sleep and would prep the bed while you're using said products in his bathroom. His heart gets so warm and his head gets so fuzzy knowing you're comfortable in his space with him. You like 5 blankets arranged in a specific order? Done. Need the fan going? Already turned on to your preferred speed. Routinely thirsty in the middle of the night? He's already got a glass of ice water on the nightstand just in case.

Simp!Choso who wanted you to meet Yuji as soon as possible. Just as he thought, you two hit it off immediately, chatting about Yuji's favorite movie franchise, your hobbies, and your shared love of Choso. He thought he was going to implode.

Choso who genuinely loves and adores you so much. He just wants to build a future with you and see you happy with him and your friends. He keeps date nights routine but not usual; some nights may be a movie night, a picnic date, movies and cocoa, or a festival downtown. He loves being out and doing things with you (which, in turn, allow him to show you off).

Simp!Choso who adores when you admire him physically as it grounds him and reminds him that you're really with him. Mindlessly running your hands through his hair, tracing the mark over his nose, holding his hand or arm while walking, and cuddling up to him in bed or on the couch are some of his favorite. He'd stay by your side forever if he could.

꩜ synopsis :: choso had been acting so needy all day! humping your ass while you're trying to cook a meal for the both of you. trapping you on the couch beneath him and feeling up your shirt. you've had enough now and decided to give in to what he wants. but want better way that to ride him silly with your panties stuffed in his pretty mouth

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content warning :: p in v, slight bongage, gag use, edging, sub and dom dynamic, cowgirl, creampie

He got himself into this predicament. Hands tied above his head to the headboard with his own belt. Your wet panties stuffed into his mouth. His chest and cheeks dusted pink and a sheen of sweat coating his body. You just wanted to devour him right then and there, but you had to be patient. This was his punishment for trying to get you riled up all day.

His aching, hard cock, twitched as you relentlessly teased him. This was what Choso wanted, but he didn't think you would get on with your teasing for this long.

You wrapped your hand around Choso cock for the nth time and dragged your palm up and down his slick shift as his thighs twitched and muffled groans escaped his mouth. He hadn't come one from your antics and he was starting to get very desperate, but you were still not done playing with him.

YyyyyyyArching your back, you were now face to face with his massive shift. You stuck your tongue out and licked his precum from the the base all the way to his pink tip, watching how his abs flexed and his thighs quiver.

"You are just the cutest, aren't you?". Hovering over his face, you placed soft kisses all over his face and jaw. Moving down to his neck where you sucked another hickey onto him as hw whimpered.

Choso's eyes were glossy and half-lidded, spit running down the sides of his mouth. He looked so pathetic. Practically begging you to fuck him. To bounce on his cock to your hearts content and seeing as you've teased him enough, you angled your pussy with his tip.

"You want this baby? Do you really want this?". Choso nodded frantically as he stared at you. "Prove to me that you want it?". He let out a pathetic whine. How was he supposed to tell you. He was gagged and his hands were tied above his head and when he thought all hope was lost, his back nearly arched when he felt you sink down his cock all the way to the base.

His jaw tightened, a tear slipped and his head rolled back a little bit as your velvety walls clenched around his dick.

Both your hearts were beating. You sat for a moment trying to get used to the sheer size of him inside you, prooping your hands on his chest to steady yourself. Your breathe heavy and heat rising to your core. "I'm gonna start moving now...haah~". Choso could only stare at you, his brows furrowed as he thrusted his hips a bit upwards.

You lifted yourself up slowly and slammed down to the base, a moan slipping past your lips. You lifted up your hips again and slammed down repeatedly keeping a steady pace. Guttural groans rumbled through Choso's chest with each thrust. You boobs bouncing in rhythm with your movements. The tip of cock reaching the deepest parts of you. You eyes were closed, brows furrowed, focused on chasing your high.

Stopping, you ground against his pelvis, before laying on his chest, hands on his shoulders. Lifting your hips, you slammed down again on his cock and kept a relentless pace, faster than the one before, feeling your release approaching closer and closer with each thrust.

You moaned against Choso's chests, his rapid heartbeat in your ear. Choso's hips moved up as well in mean thrusts.

"Aah....Haah...Fuck, Choso~ I'm so close!", your nails dug into his shoulders, as he hit your g-spot each time. The sound of skin slapping skin and the wet sounds from where you're were connected filled the room. Making your cheeks warmer and your core to tighten even more, signaling your approaching release.

You slammed down harder and faster. "I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm coming! Choso...fuck". You screamed into his chest, your walls clenching around his shaft before the powerful orgasm washed over you. Your back arched as Choso's cock twitched inside you before dumping his load inside of you. Eyes rolling back and more tears slipping past as a muffled moan escaped him.

His hips moved in sloppy thrusts to ride both your highs before stopping. You sat up and stared at him before taking your underwear out his mouth. He let out a heavy sigh and closed his eyes.

Slowly you pulled him out of you, a tiny whine escaping his lips. His dick flopped his stomach now soft. Releasing him from his constraints, he immediately pulled you in for a messy, sloppy, passionate kiss before pulling away and staring into your eyes

"That was so hot...We should do that again..."

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BF!Choso and Fem! Reader

Bf!Choso who is very enamored with you. He'll follow you around, compliment you, and just want to be close with you at all times.

Bf!Choso who is always willing to help at the drop of a hat. You need help folding fitted sheets? He's there in the blink of an eye. The kitchen drawer keeps getting stuck? He'll fix it right away. Bf!Choso who thinks about you all day every day. You consume his thoughts from the moment he wakes up, to the second his head lies on the pillow. But you also invade his dreams too, and he has no problem telling you over breakfast what you two did in his dream. Even if the dream was a little...hungry. Bf!Choso doesn't get jealous when you go out with your friends. He has your location and you have his. He'll be the first to like your Instagram stories that you post throughout the night. A few aesthetic pictures of your drinks, then a video of people dancing, and finally a blurry selfie with your girls. He likes them all. Bf!Choso who knows he wants to marry you. He obsessively scrolls through jewelry websites for the perfect ring. A white diamond with a golden band? A pretty red stone sitting perfectly on engraved silver? He knows you have no preference, but the ring has to be perfect anyway.

The cafe’s sign is bright and bold, adorned with cats hanging off the letters.

Neko coffee

A famous cat cafe located in the heart of Tokyo. Not only do they take great care of the furry creatures, but they’re also up for adoption for anyone who wishes to rescue one of the furballs. A perfect little date idea for your boyfriend, getting to know the world after 150 years spent in a jar floating around.

“Are you excited? You should be. I feel like you’d be a cat person.” You say, holding onto his arm as you walk inside.

He isn’t too sure, animals are always scared of him- probably because they sense he’s half curse. The idea of just walking in and every single cat inside hiding made him nervous. He doesn’t want to ruin the date and your excitement.

The smell of hot coffee and faint traces of litter. The place itself is simple. There are round booths with soft-cushion chairs and wooden tables, with some of the cats sprawled out on the cushions awaiting any customers with treats. Cat trees, beds everywhere, and a specially built-in jungle gym for cats to explore in.

A server comes and sits you down somewhere with menus and a bag of treats that you’ve purchased for the full cat bonding experience. Already, there are cats warily eyeing you. Some are even brave enough to approach Choso.

“I’ve never befriended a cat before.” He says, looking at them suspiciously. He extends his hand out to the nearest cat, a ginger cat. His nose scrunches up as the cat nuzzles into his palm. The unfamiliar sensation of its soft coat is unlike anything he’s ever touched before in decades. 

“Aw, I think this one likes you.” You giggle, pulling your phone from your pocket.

The cat crawls onto his lap, sniffing intensely. It probably senses something is off about him, but is too curious to scurry off like the others. 

Choso picks up the feline off his lap and holds it up to him. 

“I think he likes me.” He brings it closer, his face contorting into one of awe as the cat places both white paws on his chin.

“Stay like that, Cho.” You whisper. You bring the camera up, capturing the moment with a single flash. Perfect for the Insta. It's so adorable seeing him interact with an animal, a being so innocent and fragile in his cursed hands.

He clutches the cat against his chest, scratching its little chin. He starts to purr almost instantly, as if Choso has a motor engine against himself. 

“Is this what purring feels like?” He murmurs more to himself than to you. He presses his pale cheek against the head of the cat, embracing it with utmost care.

You nod, your attention divided as another cat comes up towards you. It’s white with black and orange spots on its eyes. It mewls softly, nudging its paw at the bag of treats you’ve bought earlier.

“They’ve got some greedy cats here.” You coo, opening the bag and dumping the treats in your palm. The cat eats everything, leaving no crumbs on your hand.

Choso is still in his own world, his arms occupied with that same cat. But when you shake the treat bag, more cats start to approach. Some are fluffy, some have sleek fur, some are big, others are smaller. 

He’s getting overwhelmed from how many are trying to climb onto his lap and clinging onto his white sleeve. You yourself aren’t any better, with a whole litter meowing for a taste of the goods in your hand.

“So many…so cute,” he gasps.

After ordering tea for yourself, you decide to go by the cat trees, the menus forgotten on the table. Choso is still holding onto the orange cat; he’s taken quite a liking to him. He was the first to approach him. To Choso, that meant the thing trusts him and is his buddy now.

You walk up to the cat tree, cooing at the kitties lounging or grooming themselves on the attached platforms. You grab a toy nearby, it’s jingling and has feather adornments catching the attention of everyone nearby.

“Cho, grab some toys and play with them, they love shiny and squeaky things-“ you huff in amusement as your head turns to see Choso being circled by a bunch of cats on their backs, begging for belly rubs.

He’s trying to give all his attention equally, but there’s only so much he can handle. He’s switching turns, rubbing two at a time before moving on to the next ones.

“Guess your hands are tied over there…” You mumble, taking out your phone again and taking a bunch of photos. Later, you’d get to show these to Yuji, proving how much of a softie his big brother really is. 

It’s almost dark by the time you guys start to leave. But Choso would not let that damn ginger cat out of his side. He’s pouting at you, snuggling with the cat, bringing it close to your face. You already know what he wants without him having to ask.

“Choso, put him down.”

“Please? We can’t just leave him here. He’s adorable.” He begs, his eyes wide and pleading.

You can’t really say no to those puppy eyes…

You sigh, taking a good look at the cat. He’s practically falling asleep against his solid chest, purring and kneading at the air as Choso cradles him like a baby. He’s formed a rare connection with another living thing. Who are you to take that from him?

“I’ll ask for the adoption papers.” 

His whole face lights up, a huge, rare smile you’ve never seen before appearing. 

“Oh, and this one too, oh, and this one I like how fluffy he is…”

Unfortunately for him, he was only left with one carrier. Inside, his new friend, Carrot.

“Hey Cho, don’t you think that name is kinda dumb for a cat?” You ask as you make your way to the car.

He huffs indignantly. 

“Dumb? I think it’s purrfect."

Vamp!Choso x fem!Reader

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Shit.

The moment you woke up, you knew how late it was.

The agonizing cramping in your abdomen said enough. It felt so horrible that you just wanted to curl up in a ball.

With a muffled whimper, you tried to stumble out of bed. Trying your best to stay quiet to avoid waking up Choso who laid next to you.

A soft curse echoed through the dark room as you noticed the dark red stains on your thighs. Hesitantely turning back to the bed and lifting the bedsheets.

Blood.

As if it couldn’t get any worse.

Nervously you darted your eyes towards Choso’s sleeping figure and you bit down on your lip. How were you gonna fix this?

Carefully you tried to slip the blood-stained covers off of the bed, trying to nudge Choso a bit aside so you could get them off properly.

You didn’t want him to see you like this, it was already beyond embarrassing for you.

So you slowly stumbled towards the bathroom, bunched up bloodied sheets in your arms as you nudged the door closed with your hip.

Could this really happen at a worse time? You weren’t prepared in the slightest. You assumed it wouldn’t be time for your period for like a week.

It’s as if the universe hated you

With a pained huff, you nudged down your panties and moving to sit down on the toilet seat. At the sight of blood, you wanted to tug your hair out so badly.

Your sleep riddled mind hadn’t even thought of getting a fresh pair of underwear and you internally groaned at your stupidity.

Moving out of the bathroom again and now rummaging through your wardrobe for some clean underwear. Not even noticing that Choso had stirred awake and was now watching your mumbling figure through half lidded eyes.

“Baby? What ‘re you..” Choso’s sleepy voice scared the absolute shit out of you. You almost snapped your neck with how quickly you turned to look at your boyfriend who was still nuzzled in your bedsheets.

Almost immediately you tried to tug the oversized shirt you wore, a bit down. Trying to cover up your thighs which you hadn’t cleaned yet in your whole chaos situation. “N—Nothing! I just..,—Had to pee! Yeah, yeah…pee.”

You felt bad lying to Choso (as if your lie wasn’t obvious enough). Even if your period wasn’t supposed to be a big deal, i mean come on, the two of you have dated for years. And well,—Blood is literally kind of his thing.

Choso would literally be the last one to be grossed out about your period, but it was just something etched in you that you had to feel embarrassed about it.

“Just go back to sleep, mhm? I’ll be there in a second!” You know damn well that Choso would not go back to sleeping. Besides anyone could pick up that you were lying due to your pitchy tone, but saying the truth outloud just would make it all embarrassing and ew (in your eyes).

So you just akwardly huddled back to the bathroom. Multiple stumbles and crashes were heard from you fumbling around inside.

But!

You finally managed to get yourself all clean. Thighs and calves all cleaned free from blood, fresh underwear and you splashed your face because you just felt gross all over.

When you got out of the bathroom, you saw Choso sitting up against the headboard, an eyebrow quirked up. He was probably confused as fuck with what he had heard in there, but you tried to be as nonchalant as you could be (which resulted in the opposite).

Making your way underneath the bedsheets again as if nothing has happened. As if you were not on the verge of tearing out your own uterus. “Baby,—You know you can talk to me, right?”

Oh.

You hated it that Choso knew you so well.

He could tell whatever the hell just by your facial expression (not like you were good at hiding it tho).

You almost melted as you felt him press his face up to your side. Hand resting over your abdomen and you almost let out a moan at the warmth of Choso’s hand just where your muscles were all cramped up. “I’m fine, really,—Just some cramps.”

“Ah..” There it clicked. You were on your period. Was it really that hard to say?

Choso knew well enough that you were downplaying it. You were terrible at lying so it wasn’t hard to see right through you. Carefully he shifted to be closer towards your body, tugging you against his warmth.

His hand was rubbing slow circles over your belly, as if he was going to massage the painful cramps out of you. It did help though, his warmth eased you enough.

Or maybe he was doing some blood manipulation on you.

Either way, it wouldn’t suprise you. It was sweet enough that he cared. You were sure that Choso was one of the very few men,—Well curses, that actually cared about someone other than themselves or killing humans.

“You could’ve just told me, yeah? You know i don’t mind. It’s only natural..and i just wanna help you out.” Carefully Choso has lowered his head underneath the covers, hands lowering to rub circles in your hips. Taking a moment to squeeze the soft flesh there as his mouth pressed soft kisses to your stomach, inching them lower till they reached the hem of your panties.

A hitched breath escaped you and you firmly pressed your thighs together. Was he actually insane? Did he just not grasp the fact that you were on your period? “Ch—Choso, wait! We can’t,—You know i’m on my period..”

“Yeah? So what? It’s just blood, i deal with it everyday. I’m basically an expert at it.” No matter your insistance on how ‘gross’ this was, Choso would not be budged. He was there to take care of you and he wouldn’t let you be embarrassed for something completely natural.

His fingers deftly hooked into your panties, slowly pulling them down and setting them on his nightstand. For a second, Choso leaned upwards to press a kiss ok your lips and you felt a heat rise up to your cheeks. Before you were able to lean further into the kiss, he broke it and lowered himself onto the mattress again. Spefically leveled at your thighs.

Gently bringing you a bit down by pulling on your hips, making you lay on your back. One of his hands stayed at your hip, rubbing your flesh there as the other travelled up towards one of your breasts. Lightly skimming his thumb over your nipple through your shirt, feeling the soft bud harden underneath the circles he was drawing.

“Now spread those pretty thighs for me, my love. ‘m gonna take suchhh good care of you.”

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I hope this hasn’t downgraded already otherwise I’m gonna crashout (kidding). I had to write this otherwise my uterus would give out ( ._. )""

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summary: choso makes reader mad and apologizes by getting on his knees for her to forgive him

you were mad at choso and rightfully so. you found three pairs of dirty underwear under the bed as you were doing the weekly room cleaning and you wanted...needed him to know how you felt about this.

your brows were creased, eyes narrowed, hands on your hips and there was an evident frown on your pretty lips as he looked down at you with sorrowful eyes. you had charged at him full force. you weren't screaming but he knew you were angry.

"how many times do i have to remind you, choso?", you ask and he stays silent. he knows that he did something wrong. i mean, human beings do forget. he just forgot...for three days...straight.

"why aren't you answering me?", your arms were now crossed over your chest, foot tapping on the carpet as he still stared at you, shoulders slumped. seeing as he wasn't gonna respond, you sighed, your arms falling to your sides and closing your eyes, trying to relax yourself.

"since you want to ignore me, you can sleep on the couch for the entire week", his eyes widen. an entire week! that's enough time for him to die from the cold not cuddled up against your warm body.

you turn around to leave, but he quickly drops to his knees and locks your legs in his strong arms. "no, please...anything but that..."

he tries to plead but you're obviously not having it. "choso...let go of me"

"no, you're mad at me and i'm sorry. i'm sorry i didn't pick up after myself"

"i'm not just mad at that. you were not answering me when i was questioning you"

his frown deepens. "i didn't mean to. i just didn't want to upset you with excuses you wouldn't like. please, i'm sorry...i-i'll be good boy for you. i promise. i'll listen from now on. i won't do anything to upset you. i'll even wash my own underwear if that makes you happy. j-just please don't make me sleep on the couch...not without you...", he looks up at you glassy-eyed, a pink tint on his cheeks and you have to look away.

choso hugs your legs even tighter, nuzzling his cheek on your thigh as you try to calm your beating heart and heated cheeks. you let out a sigh, "fine. will you really listen to me from now on?"

"oh yes, baby. whatever you say...", he smiles up at you and you return a small smile too.

he was gonna be the death of you...