#chosocrm

[18+]

having choso as your plug was a blessing and a curse. he was undeniably attractive, however he was off limits, being a plug to all. everytime you felt an urge to see him, you’d text him saying ‘hi cho! have any weed left?’ in reality you couldn’t care less about the weed, you just wanted to see him.

he had a special liking towards you, always saved a baggie of weed just in case you’d text, always responded to your text before others, and always kept you on his mind.

that’s how you ended up in his car, blunt in his hand, smoke curling around your lips while you would take drags from his fingers. it was 2am, late night session like usual. there was class tomorrow, and the professor told everyone to be on time and ready for the exam, shucks!

chosos hands were roaming your arm, stomach, neck and face. he wanted you closer. you and choso were always touchy, and you’d be lying if you said you two never shared a kiss or two.

“give me a kiss…” he said, eyes glazed over while he roamed your body shamelessly.

you smiled, seeing double of everything and feeling very giddy and happy. “i can’t see you— barely..”

“don’t do that… cmon baby give me a kiss” he was pulling you on top of his lap, circling his arms around your waist so then your hands had to rest on his chest to brace yourself.

You leaned forward, locking your lips onto his, letting the smoke continue to fill up the car. You deepened the kiss, tongue exploring his mouth while his tongue met yours, the faint taste of weed and his taste on your tongue. You could feel him smiling against your lips, before pulling back and looking up at you with his glossy saliva-stained lips.

“mm..you taste so good baby” he took a drag of the blunt before inhaling deeply, resting his chin on your shoulder before exhaling the smoke on your neck.

you could feel him licking at your neck, kissing and sucking gently. his tongue darted out to taste the bead to sweat trickling down your neck from the hot and suffocating car, making your breath hitch.

“you like that?” he questioned with a smirk on his lips, pressing his nose against your neck and inhaling your scent deeply. you responded with a shaky ‘mhm’ and the tilt of your head so he could kiss more.

“I’ve always loved having you *kiss* right here..*kiss*..on my lap…all mine..” he spoke in between kisses— “gonna start thinking you’re addicted to me or somethin’…”

“maybe ‘m just here for the weed..” you spoke into the air, feeling chosos lips stop as he pulled back to look at you.

“totally…just here for the weed huh?” he smiled, giving you a peck on your chin. “you’re funny, you know that?”

you had to bite your lip to contain the smile tugging at your lips. you tugged his hair slightly. “give me another puff”

he huffed before picking up the blunt from the ashtray and taking a personal drag, deep and steady. then he put the blunt down and look up at you. “c’mere..” he smiled at you leaning down and tugged your bottom lip with his thumb before blowing the smoke into your mouth, locking it in with a kiss.

you pulled back from the kiss, smiling softly and wiping a string of saliva from his chin with the sleeve of your hoodie. “I was hoping for my own puff you know..”

he laughed “nope, you just wanted my spit in your mouth.” he brought the blunt back up to your lips “say ahh” and watched you inhale the smoke in your lungs, putting the blunt back on the ashtray.

you coughed a bit, before nuzzling yourself against his chest, resting your forehead on his shoulder. “I’m dizzy…and kind of tired cho.”

he patted your butt resting his chin on your shoulder. “too much smoke for you baby? knew you couldn’t handle so much.” he ran his fingers through your hair. “you always get so clingy and sweet when you’re high out of your mind..not that I’m complaining”

you mumbled against his skin “when’re you ‘gna drop me off back at the dorm..?”

he looked at the time on the screen in his car, then scoffed. “you really want me to drop you off in this state? you can barely even walk straight baby”

he rubbed his thumb along your bottom lip, pushing his thumb on the pad of your tongue slightly. “maybe ill just take to back to my dorm, don’t want you stumbling around this high.” he whispered against your ear, kissing the place right underneath.

you sat straight, still on his lap, to look down at him. “hm? you’d do that?”

“of course I would. you think I’d let you out of my sight when you’re all soft for me?” then softer— “yeah I’d do that. for you? always.”

you smiled before leaning down to capture his lips in another kiss, sleepy and undeniably tender. you pulled back before speaking again. “then can we go now, im tired…”