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tonight was another one of those nights. you had worn the smallest shorts around the house with a loose tank top. choso thought he was going to lose it. it was so hard to contain himself from begging you to touch him, to do whatever you wanted as long as it pleased you. he had managed to hold back his urges until bedtime. it had been around an hour, and you’re peacefully sleeping by his side. choso, however, has been so painfully hard it’s kept him up. he could jerk off, but he felt so guilty doing it while you were sleeping :(. he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath and trying to fall asleep when he heard a moan. his eyes immediately shot open, looking at you.

you let out another small moan, you hips moving slightly back and forth as you did. choso’s cock twitched in his pants. god he felt like such a perv, being even more turned on at some noises you made in your sleep. his eyes closed again, trying to ignore it when

“mmm— cho…“ now he couldn’t ignore it. he loved when you moaned his name. his dick strained against his pants so much he was sure the seams would rip. he cursed himself as he unzipped them and took them off. “just a little bit, i won’t do too much” he promised himself as he lined his covered cock with the fabric of your shorts. despite the barrier, it felt so good. moving a little won’t hurt, right? he began to gently grind against your ass, trying to contain his whimpers with every move. was it wrong? a bit. but it felt too good for him to stop. he blamed the hours he spent pent up.

your hips unconsciously shifted abruptly, the feeling causing choso to let out a pathetic moan. his blood ran cold as you stirred awake at the noise. he didn’t want you to be mad at him, but there was little way out of this. you turned over slightly to look at him.

“cho? what’s going o-“ before you can finish he’s tearing up

“i’m sorry baby i-i just-“ he sniffles “i was so hard because i w-was so horny all night but i didn’t want to bother you since im always on you a-and then you started moaning and you s-said my name, and you know what that does to m-“ to stop his rambling, you placed a gentle kiss on his lips. “it’s okay cho, keep going.”

choso’s face flushed immediately. “y-you mean you aren’t upset with me?”

you shook your head. “of course not. i honestly feel bad, i don’t want you retraining yourself because you think you’re bothering me.”

your hand began to trail down to the waistband of his boxers. “you said you’ve been hard all night?” choso nods. “my poor baby. that must’ve been awful” he whimpers quietly at your words and wipes his eyes.

you move your hands now to fully pull down his boxers, his tip red and leaking. you look back up at him, “can i help you with this, baby?” his nods are frantic and you wrap your fingers around his large shaft. you begin to slowly move up and down his length, kissing as neck lightly as you do. choso is whimpering again already, the feeling of your hand on his dick and lips on his neck is borderline euphoric. your kisses start to trail up to his ear.

“what do you want me to do?” you whisper, your grip around him tightening. choso bites his lip to hold back a moan, “i want you to fuck me- please-“ he sounds to desperate, making you clench your thighs together.

“yeah baby? you think you deserve it after you grinded on me like a perv?” his head falls to the crook of your neck, another moan escapes his lips. “i said im sorry— please ill do anything, i’ll be s-so good for you-“

you grin, you’ve barely done anything and he’s so wrapped around your finger, and it’s hot. “you’ll be a good boy for me cho?” he whimpers so pathetically once again. “y-yes i’ll be such a good boy for you,”

with that, you kiss his neck again before pulling your sleep shorts down. your move his dick to align with your wet folds, and bring the tip up and down your slit. choso can’t stop moaning. the hours of waiting to the teasing is just too much for him. his eyes start to well up again and he’s begging you to put him inside. he’s letting out pleas and cries, trying to his hips up onto you.

“baby, i said to be good. is this what good boys do?” you tsk. he shakes his head, “im s-so sorry— please i can’t wait— need to be inside you so b-bad— please-“ his cries are pathetic, but instead of teasing him more you decide to allow him what he wants. you sink your throbbing heat onto his excruciatingly hard dick, and the tears flow out. choso’s hands moves to grab your hips, your back, anything he can grab onto. his head is once again in the crook of your neck. his moans are muffled, but you can make out what he’s saying. lots of

“i love you so much”

“your pussy feels sooo good— like it was made for me”

“please tell me im your good boy”

he can’t stop stuttering through his sobs and whimpers as you talk him through it. saying how perfect he is and how he’s doing so good. your hand moves to tangle in his hair, pulling slightly.

“mmm- don’t d-do that please. i-i’ll— mmm c-cum right now” choso warns, but you don’t listen. when you do it again, telling him how much you love your good, perfect boy, he cums instantly. you moan at the feeling of him filling you up and continue to ride him through the rest of his orgasm. he moved his head out of your neck and you wipe his tears off.

“thank you, baby” choso says, nuzzling his head into yours, “of course baby. anything for you.” he smiles and presses gentle kisses to your face, “can i stay inside you tonight?”

who were you to say no to him?

nanami kento loves his wife. everyone who knew him knew it too. it was obvious how much he loved you. wedding ring always on, photo of you on your wedding day in his wallet, the way he would leave work early to pick up flowers for you every monday afternoon.

nanami believed that you must start off your week right, with a fresh bouquet. it didn’t matter if your flowers from the week before were still alive and thriving, he still got you a new one. vases of flowers were everywhere, the kitchen, your bedroom, the living room. it brought you so much happiness to see them around the house, and it brought him happiness to see you so happy.

this monday was no exception, leaving work on time, he went to the flower shop to collect your weekly bouquet. he tried to hand pick every flower in it as well, trying to switch up your arrangement (unless it was the week of your anniversary where he would try and recreate your wedding bouquet to the best of his ability).

as much as nanami hated work, the routine of going to work and coming home to his beautiful wife was something he looked forward to. he didn’t mind working as much when it gave you both such a good life. he would do anything to keep you content and happy.

opening the door to your shared home, nanami stepped in with his work belongings and bouquet in hand. you looked up from your phone at the door unlocking, smiling immediately. getting off the couch, you walked over to greet him with a kiss.

“hi ken! how was your day?” you asked sweetly, just like you did everyday that he had work. he handed you your bouquet and kissed the top of your head.

“it was fine, honey. just normal work, not too bad today,” he set his belongings down on the nearby table. “i hope you like this bouquet, i tried to incorporate more colors for spring.” you blushed. even married he was still nothing but sweet and considerate. when telling your friends about the things nanami would do for you, they didn’t hide their jealousy. they’d complain about how little their partners or recent dates would do for them, it almost felt like bragging when you would mention nanami. he was “the perfect husband” as they would say, and you couldn’t help but agree. he was the perfect husband.

“thank you! they’re perfect!” you grinned as you went to the kitchen to fill a vase with water. nanami followed you, a soft smile on his face seeing how happy you were. you cut the stems to fit the vase and put them in, smile still on your face. he walked over to you, putting his hands on your waist gently. “i’m really glad you love them.” you moved your hands up to loosen his tie, another after work ritual you two had.

your arms moved to wrap around his neck as you both leaned in and shared a kiss. not lustful or desperate, just loving. you pulled away and rested your head on his chest. “i love you ken” you whispered into the fabric of his shirt. he planted a kiss to the top of your head, “i love you too, y/n.” you both stayed like that for a minute, taking in each others presence.

“would you like to order tonight? we can get it from your favorite place and then i can run you a bath after?” nanami asked gently. you smiled again. “i’d like that. but it’d like it more if you joined me.” he let out a soft chuckle and nodded, “okay, it’s decided then.”

nanami kento really loves his wife.

જ⁀➴⋆.˚ a/n: husband!nanami as requested by the poll! (sorry to those who followed me for my choso fics) i haven’t written for nanami in sooooo long but he’s so husband </3

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yuji didn’t have feelings for you, but when you became friends his only rule was to not get with his brother. you foolishly agreed before meeting the tall handsome man with the softest hair and prettiest brown eyes you’ve ever seen. he was so your type, and you immediately regretted telling yuji you’d say away from him

choso was also told something similar, and also agreed not knowing how pretty and funny you were. he loved seeing you when you and yuji hung out at the house. his eyes would linger on you for so long you could feel it too

the tension was obvious, to everyone but yuji apparently. you both tried to stay away from each other to honor your promise to yuji until one night

yuji had fallen asleep very quickly into your late night gaming hangout. leaving just you and choso playing together. you both made awkward small talk to distract from the fact you knew you wanted each other bad. it almost worked too until you shifted to move your phone, and when you sat back you were face to face with choso

you kissed each other without thinking, which turned into a sloppy, desperate makeout before you knew it. hands wandered, small moans were let out until you pulled away

“let’s go to your room”

that was the start of it all. the sneaking around, the late nights, the quick kisses and hushed moans. you both felt guilty, but being with each other felt so good you kept doing it again and again

if yuji invited you over and it was a late hangout, you and choso were staying up as long as possible until yuji fell asleep. he even let you sleep on the couch sometimes while he went to his room for some for the night. you felt particularly bad those nights, that he trusted you enough to let you stay over. but again, it was forgotten once choso was in between your thighs

choso was soooo good at eating you out (honestly he was good at it all). he would practically make out with your pussy and moan with pleasure every time. he loved it. whenever you were near each other he was dreaming about having his tongue lapping at your folds as you try to muffle your moans

as much as choso loves eating you out, he loves fucking you more. he can never get enough of you on top of him, bouncing on his cock with your hand over his mouth. he was loud in bed, always letting out the hottest whimpers and moans that made you so wet

the days choso went to your place instead were some of the best. you both could freely be, almost, as loud as you wanted, without worry of his brother finding out about what you were doing. the noises you two made were pornographic. the slapping of skin, your moans, his whimpering, the sobs choso would sometimes let out when it just felt too good

but as bad you felt about not telling yuji, there was something so erotic about it. having to be quiet as someone was right next to you, the chance of being caught. it made it all so much hotter. you loved fucking choso, but you also loved the risk that came with it. most of the time

one day, choso invited you over to his while yuji was supposed to be out for the day with megumi and nobara. knowing the house would be free almost all day, you guys took your time. you started with a movie that was barely on for 20 minutes before you were on his lap, grinding onto his clothed bulge as you made out

you then went to choso’s bedroom, practically ripping off each others clothes while continuing to roughly make out. choso laid on the bed and you climbed on top of him, not wasting anytime before sinking down on his huge dick. immediately choso was moaning praises about how good you felt, how much he loved your pussy, how it was perfectly made for him. you could only moan in response and kissed him again, beginning to move up and down on him

you weren’t sure how long it was until you both heard the front door unlock and then click shut. “choso! i’m home” yuji called into the house, his voice getting closer to choso’s room. you got off him quickly and scrambled to grab your clothes. choso quickly got dressed himself as you went into his closet and closed the door. he tried to compose himself as yuji opened the door

“hey bro are you-“ yuji pauses. choso’s heart is pounding. your breathing stopped. yuji looks at choso. “were you- uh- in the middle of-“ choso blushes out of embarrassment which yuji takes as a yes. “i’m so sorry man i didn’t know! i’ll uh- i’ll go-“

as yuji leaves the room, you were just glad he didn’t see the bra on the floor

જ⁀➴⋆.˚ a/n: i wrote this very quickly but i got the idea and just had to write it!! ≽^•⩊•^≼

nerd!choso first saw you during one of your sets yuji dragged him to

he was mesmerized into you. your voice, your vibe, how you walked on the stage like you owned it

nerd!choso couldn’t stop staring at you the entire show, so much so even yuji noticed

but yuji wasn’t the only one, you also saw the adorable nerd staring at you the entire time

nerd!choso instantly blushes and looks away in embarrassment when you two finally make eye contact, and instead of breaking it you wink at him. he’s done for.

after the show yuji is trying to convince him to hang around the outside of the venue so he can possibly talk to you. he agrees to humor yuji, not expecting you would actually appear. until you do

nerd!choso is a blushing, stuttering mess the second you approach him and yuji leaves his side, nudging his arm as a goodluck

despite his awkwardness, which you loved, he managed to get your phone number and a kiss on the cheek from you before you left

nerd!choso needs yuji’s help to even start to text you, but once he starts he can’t stop. talking to you feels so natural

you’re the one to make it official, nerd!choso is too worried about misreading your feelings and ruining your friendship, even though you’ve been flirting with him for weeks

nerd!choso loves listening to you sing and watch you write your songs. he admires it so much and even tries to help you with lyrics when you have writers block

as your career continues to grow, it comes with an influx of fans. which also comes with more followers, stalkers, and people trying to know more than they should

nerd!choso is worried about being spotlight because of your fame, but you both try your best to keep him under wraps. private but not secret

once you start dating, it reflects in your music and your fans can tell that you have a muse. now people are trying to figure out who the mystery man is

nerd!choso attends all of your concerts that he can, even if it means doing his schoolwork backstage while you perform. he loves to support you as much as he can

the privacy of your relationship didn’t bother him at first. everyone who was important to you two knew, and that was all that mattered. right?

that was until fans started shipping you with your bassist suguru. they took clips out of context of your performances to make it seem like he was the muse from your songs

as much as nerd!choso tried to not let it bother him, it did. he hated people even thinking you were with someone else. it broke him and you could tell

a couple days later, nerd!choso got a notification that you posted on your story (he has all your post notifs on, he’s you’re number one fan). he opened it to find a photo booth picture of you two kissing, one where his face wasn’t fully in it but it was clear it wasn’t suguru

he looked to the caption you added, “my muse 🖤”

જ⁀➴⋆.˚ a/n: school has been kicking my ass rn!!! i have so many fic ideas to write but so little time. requested by @aud-ify-alt!! i took some creative liberties with this but hopefully you like it! ≽^•⩊•^≼

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“everybody wants to take you home tonight, but i’m gonna find a way to make you mine”

summary: choso has a crush on one of the coolest girls he’s ever seen but he can’t figure out how to ask you out. loosely inspired by don’t stop by 5 seconds of summer

warnings: drug use, choso overthinking constantly, lowk plug!choso and emo!choso, not proofread, fem!reader described as an kinda alt leaning

word count: 1,846

“every time you walk in the room, you got all eyes on you, and you know it”

choso wouldn’t necessarily say you were popular, but you were someone everyone on campus knew. maybe it was because of your style, your charm, or the way you didn’t care what anyone thought, but you were well liked. he would frequently see you on campus, headphones on walking to class, or at his favorite boba shop on the weekends. you two were acquaintances at most. you bought from him twice when your dealer was out of town, followed him on instagram, and would wave to him if you saw him around, but that was the extent of your interactions. regardless, he was hooked (his brother yuji said it was a full on crush). you were just so effortlessly cool in everything you did, even your instagram was perfect. that’s what scared him though, how perfect and cool you were, because everyone else noticed this too.

he saw you a few times at some of the frat parties he attended, mainly to make some extra cash, and without a doubt there would be at least 5 guys trying to talk to you during the night. he had seen you reject plenty of them, but it still made his heart tense when he saw you talking to another guy. he felt ridiculous, worrying over a girl he wasn’t even dating. he didn’t have the right to be jealous when someone would check you out. regardless, it didn’t stop the way he felt, and despite this, he continued to go to parties in the hopes of seeing you.

tonight, the gojo twins frat was throwing, and choso had heard from yuji (who had heard from sukuna) that you were going to be there. he debated if he should go, to try and talk to you and maybe get your number, for hours. after much convincing from yuji, he decided he would at least go and hopefully talk to you. at an attempt of easing his nerves, he smoked a joint as he did his eyeliner and got ready, and half of another on his walk to the frat. by then, the party had already started an hour ago, and he prayed you were still there. at his arrival, he tucked the other half of the joint into an old mint container.

choso walked into the party, the smell of sweet and alcohol immediately flooding his senses. he winced at the sudden noise increase and pushed his way through the crowd of people by the door until he reached the living room. his eyes scanned the house for you, hoping he would find you dancing with your friends somewhere. after a few seconds, he spotted you.

fuck. you looked beautiful. your normal black eyeshadow now was accompanied by silver glitter that sparkled every time you moved to the song. and an eyebrow piercing? was that new? he noticed he had been staring for too long when your eyes met his gaze and you gave him a gentle smile. he looked away immediately, the high he felt from earlier was immediately gone and now replaced by embarrassment. his cheeks flushed at the realization he was caught admiring you and he pushed his way through the crowd to the door. he needed another joint. he escaped the crowded house and leaned against the brick of the building. he pulled out the container from before and pulled out the rest of his joint from earlier. he couldn’t believe he got caught staring, now you’re going to think he’s weird and not walk to talk to him or buy from him again. the moment replayed in his mind as he reached into his pocket for a lighter but felt nothing.

“fuck me… left it at home,” he grumbled, about to put the joint back in its box.

“need a light?” a voice asked, he looked towards the door he had just left out of and there you stood. he could fully see your outfit now, a black halter, tight jean skirt and fishnets. his breath hitched.

“uh- yeah- that would be great.” you approached him as he put the half between his lips. you lit it and then stood next to him on the wall. he didn’t know what to say, he didn’t want to talk too much, especially after what just happened. does he say anything? are you going to question him? what if-

“y’know since i helped you light that, i think i deserve a hit or two,” you said with a grin. he couldn’t say no and immediately passed it to you. he watched as you inhaled, then exhaled, mesmerized.

“this is good” you remarked, “is this new supply?”

choso nods, “i got it a week ago, i haven’t started selling it yet.”

“so you’re saying i’m getting an exclusive taste?” you joke. he just laughs lightly and nods. “i need to buy from you again. my other guys supply isn’t great, he just gives me really good deals.” his heart tightens at the thought of you buying from another guy and his mind wanders. did you smoke with him too? why did that guy give you such good deals? was he expecting something from you? did you guys-

you nudged choso’s arm and handed his joint back to him. he thanked you quietly and took a deep hit.

“i’m surprised you showed up tonight. i feel like i don’t see you at parties very often unless you’re selling.” choso’s heart quickened at the realization you noticed when he was and wasn’t at parties. he tried to shrug it off.

“i don’t need the extra cash right now, i just wanted to go out.” he was partially lying. he didn’t need extra money, but he mainly just wanted his focus to be on you and not selling for a night.

“are you having a good time?” you asked. he almost blushed.

“yeah. it’s not fully my thing but it’s fun.” now he was lying, he didn’t really find parties fun unless he was making money from it or seeing you. he’d rather a smoke session with his friends rather than a loud, crowded house full of drunk people bumping into each other. you just nodded “i get that. it’s only fun if you make it fun.” comfortable silence fell between you two, and he passed you the joint again.

“when did you get your eyebrow pierced?” he asked.

you grinned immediately, “like a month ago. i’ve wanted one for a while so i finally went for one. you inspired me a little bit.” now choso was definitely blushing, but he was hoping the street lamps didn’t illuminate his face well enough for you to see.

“i'm flattered," choso remarked with a small grin, "it-it looks great on you." he took a drag of the joint, hoping he seemed more nonchalant than he felt.

"thanks, i appreciate that" another comfortable silence fell between you two for a few seconds. "i really gotta go to the bathroom, i'm gonna head back inside. thanks for letting me have some of your exclusive supply," you joked. choso nodded, but he didn't want your conversation to end.

"i uh, know the gojo twins. if you dont want to wait in line downstairs i'm sure they will let you go to the upstairs bathroom. it's only fair since you gave me a light." was that too bold? he searched your face for a sign of disinterest, but he couldn't find one. instead you smiled again.

"yeah, if it's not too much trouble that would be great." perfect. this was his shot to actually flirt with you and maybe ask you out. he finished his joint, throwing the bud into a nearby trashcan and went back inside with you. the crowdedness of the party made it hard to leave space between you. he tried to keep a bit of distance to not make you feel uncomfortable, but it was basically impossible. sudden movements from the people around him caused him to stumble back slightly onto his chest. he led you to the stairs sukuna was guarding and gave him a nod.

"can you let y/n up to use the bathroom? lines too long down here." sukuna looked you both up and down, smirking slightly.

"is that what is going to happen up there?"

choso's eyes widened before he regained his composure. "yeah, just let her up." sukuna shrugged and moved so you could walk up the stairs, winking at you as he did. you turned back to choso.

"can you come with? i'm not sure where it is." you asked, and before sukuna could give you directions choso followed behind you. "of course i can." he led you up the stairs and to the bathroom, but you didn't enter. he looked at you, confused. "don't you have to go to the bathroom?"

you shook your head, "not really, i just wanted to get you alone somewhere that wasn't outside." choso froze and looked at you. you stared into his eyes and placed a hand on his chest.

"do you like me?" you asked, a small smirk lining your lips. he immediately blushed, despite his best attempts to remain composed all night. "w-what do you mean?"

you trailed your hand up his chest and down his arm, "you stare at me a lot. at the library, on the street, at parties," fuck, you had noticed his gaze after all. "just seems like you like me or something." choso didn't know what to say, he did like you but was he supposed to admit it? does this mean you were into him too? what could he reply with that wouldn't seem too desperate? you moved both arms around his neck and moved in closer. he could smell some of the joint on your breath, and he was sure you could smell it on his.

"i like you too, choso. you're nice and cool. plus you're pretty hot." he took a breath in at your words. were you serious? you continued you took at him, he felt like he was going to melt. "so? was i right?" all he could do was nod and breathe out a "yeah". you smiled at him and leaned in more, your lips centimeters apart.

"can i kiss you?" choso asked quietly. you nodded, "of course you can.”

he leaned in and kissed you. you moved your hands up to his hair and weaved your fingers between the strands. the cool metal from his lip piercings felt amazing on your lips and you pulled him in closer. he held in a quiet moan and put his hands on your hips. he couldn't believe this was happening. the kiss felt amazing and he never wanted it to ends. he went to pull you in more when-

"i knew thats what the two of you came up here to do," sukuna spoke. choso pulled away quickly and looked at him. he crossed his arms and shook his head. "lying to me. i knew it." you just looked in between choso and sukuna and let out a chuckle, "buuuusteddd."

જ⁀➴⋆.˚ a/n: i haven’t written in sooooo long but i hope this is good!! i'm a little rusty but i’ve had the idea for a few weeks now and i had to write about it. this is hopefully part 1, and im already working on part 2! ≽^•⩊•^≼ art by verazpberry on tiktok!

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