#ovulating rn

“fuck no,” choso grunts, teeth sinking into his lower lip as he pulls his hips back, leaving just his tip inside you. “remember all that teasing today? couldn’t keep your hands to yourself either. baby, you deserve to get fucked this hard.”

he punctuates his point by rushing forward, thick tip hitting the deepest parts of you effortlessly. choso develops a rough pace, tsking as your free leg moves in the way.

“no need to run, baby,” choso groans, lifting your leg onto his shoulder before gripping onto your hips and moving you closer to him. “wan’ you to take all of it.”

“b-but cho,” the pathetic whimper slips past wobbling lips, “it’s too much, i-i can’t take it!”

“you can and you will,” he hushes you, pushing deep and leaning in for a kiss. choso’s lips are soft as he kisses you, pillowy and plush as they absorb all your needy whimpers.

“choso, i’m so close,” you break the kiss and his lips drag along your cheek as you turn your head, breaths growing frantic. “ah, shit, i’m gonna cum, ‘m gonna—”

choso groans deeply as he fucks you through it, your pussy milking his orgasm from him. heat races through his veins and gathers in his cock, spurting hot and sticky in your awaiting cunt.

“shit, i—” he cuts himself off with a hushed whine as he pulls out of you, cock sensitive. “i forgot about the dinner with our friends.”

“of course you did,” you sit up and shoot him a glare, “we should’ve left ten minutes ago.”