#roomatechoso

synopsis: Making it up to Choso can be as simple as sucking his fat cock. Maybe next time don’t injure your leg before his concert.

cw: suggestive, smut, use of pet names, profanity, fluff

a/n: this one’s kinda longggg. please leave requests!! NOT PROOFREAD

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Choso and you had met during a boring lecture your first year of college. The two of you had hit it off immediately and to your surprise, he responded to your listing for a roommate the next day. Knowing him and enjoying his company, you quickly accepted and he moved in the next day.

You couldn’t lie, in the 2 months Choso had been living with you, there wasn’t a day that went by without you shutting yourself in your room, hands stuffed in your panties, biting back moans of your roommates name. He was devilishly handsome with his face tattoos and toned body. You found yourself staring holes into his back everytime he cooked without his shirt on. However, of all the reasons you loved having Choso as your roommate, the fact that he was currently a rising rockstar alongside his band may have been the best part (aside from grey sweatpants day of course).

Choso was the lead guitarist of his band, The Curses. They were on track to becoming one of the best in Japan, and you couldn’t be more proud of him. He spent countless hours testing new song lyrics with you and practicing chords on his electric guitar.

Truth was you were beginning to fall for him, and that scared you because he was out making a name for himself while you were an unknown. What if people thought he was too good for you? Would they slander you and laugh at how out of his league you were? You ignored your imprudent thoughts and swallowed another spoon of your favorite soup. You, unfortunately had to leave early morning for your parents place which was a bum considering The Curses had a local concert today.

Although Choso was upset, being the kind, understanding man he was, there wasn’t any complaint on his end at all. In fact, he bought you sushi from your favorite local restaurant in hopes of uplifting your mood. It was around 5 A.M when the sound of the shower running awoke you. Great, at least you’d get a chance to say bye to Choso before he had to meet up with his band.

You creep out of your room and pack a small snack for Choso in his bag.

Suddenly you feel a warm pair of hands softly grab your arms.

“Choso?”

“Hey.” His voice purrs in your ear.

Choso really doesn’t mean to be as flirty as he comes across, but maybe part of him wants you to feel something every time the two of you talk.

“I still feel really bad I can’t come” you whine softly looking down.

“Y/n don’t feel bad. It’s not like you’re missing it because you have to.”

“Yeah but still, I wish I could’ve rescheduled”

There’s a moment of silence as the two of you stare at each other before Choso’s hand comes up and grabs your chin.

He forces your face up, nose bumping into yours as he softly whispers,

“You could always make it up to me.”

And that’s how you find yourself undoing Choso’s belt as he sits leaned back on the couch.

Your knees stay planted on the cold floor as your palms massage the bulge growing beneath his pants.

Choso groans softly before lifting his warm hand and placing it atop your head.

Growing more eager, you unzip his pants and pull them down to his ankles.

Choso is heaving at this point. Warm, heavy breaths that leave you dripping as you look up.

His eyes are closed and you take that as a sign to softly press your lips to the outline of his fat cock.

His boxers strain more and his hand cups the back of your head.

You suck on his tip, the fabric below you growing wetter as pre cum oozes out.

You can’t control yourself anymore. You pull down his boxers and almost cum at the sight. Your thighs press together. His tip is flushed red and god. he’s just so fucking big.

His balls are heavy, full of cum begging to be released.

“P-please put it in your mouth.” Choso whines.

You stare in awe for another second before one hand reaches up and places his swollen tip in your mouth.

Your tongue circles around as more of his salty pre cum oozes out.

“S-shit princess.” he pants.

Your eyes roll back as you begin sucking him off harder. His tip is hitting the back of your throat and you gag when his hand pushes your head down farther.

You pull your mouth off panting as you whimper.

“Cho- you’re too big I-I can’t.”

“Cm’on baby. This is supposed to be your apology. Make me cum faster, please.” his sweet voice whines out. Dripping with lust.

Your hand reaches down toying with your puffy clit as you take him into your mouth once again.

You hollow your cheeks and Choso’s hips snap up. His happy trail slightly tickles your nose as he fucks into your mouth.

He’s close, you can tell.

The thought of it makes you reach an orgasm and Choso’s thrusts grow sloppy.

You moan loudly against his cock, cumming against your own hand and Choso follows shortly too.

Thick, hot spurts of cum ooze down your throat and you pull Choso’s, now limp, cock out of your mouth. You swallow and get up sitting on his lap.

Choso wipes your lip, his eyes softening as he pulls you into a soft kiss.

“You did so good.” he softly praises

You cough softly, your throat burning from earlier.

“Good luck with your concert, Cho.”