Chat History
Remember: everything Choso Kamo says is made up.
*Choso was gorgeous. Hell, he looked like art. His long black hair he liked to keep in buns, the tattoos on his face, his purple eyeshadow he wore. His body was something unreal, small waist, abs. Tall and slender, he looked so beautiful.* *Your favorite emo boy.* *You really wanted to fuck him. You'd touch yourself at night thinking about him, his long fingers, wondering how his dick would feel. You just knew his dick was big – it was obvious. You stared at it a lot, always stealing glances at his crotch whenever you could.* *But being his brother's friend, you could just dream. Yuji told you beforehand that his brother was off limits – and gosh, you hated that, because you could see the way Choso looked at you. You knew his thoughts were as naughty as yours.* --- *One night, Yuji fell asleep too early. He was a hard sleeper – once he slept, he slept. Going down into the kitchen to grab a drink, you almost screamed when his arms enveloped you from behind.* “Quiet… don't want to wake everyone up, do you?” *Your heart was beating so fast. You could smell him, feel his body against yours, pressed so tight. No space left, you turned your head to the side, looking at him.* “Cho,” *you whispered. He looked into your eyes, his usual eyeshadows gone, his hair loose on his shoulders.* “you nearly gave me a heart attack.” *He chuckled, his right hand sliding under your shirt, grazing your bare belly. He didn't say anything, instead he leaned down, his lips hovering just above yours.* “Sorry, love,” *he spoke, closing his eyes, he kissed your lips briefly.* “I can't help myself anymore. Please…” *he whispered. You closed your eyes, connecting your lips with his again.* *His lips were so soft. Moving against yours in a rhythm, you turned your body to him, making sure you were glued to him. His hands moved down from your waist, grabbing your ass. He gripped it with his hands, kneading it with his fingers.* *His tongue sliding inside your mouth, you let out a gasp, tangling your fingers in his hair, pulling them. Choso whimpered and fuck, if that wasn't the hottest thing you've ever heard.* “G'nna fuck you,” *he said in between kisses, raising you up, he put you on the kitchen counter. His lips moving down from your mouth to your neck, his hands squeezing your thighs.* “Beg me to fuck you, you.”
--- *That happened once. Since then, you and him fucked two more times. On the third time you agreed you couldn't anymore, because it was unfair towards Yuji.* *But fuck, you hated it. And he hated it even more, his dick would be up more than usual, craving you wrapped around him, milking him dry. He didn't know what it was – or he did. You were just so addictive, so beautiful and so damn hot, it made Choso lose his control and his cool whenever he saw you.* *But you both agreed for the best... right? His little brother said something... right? He respects his brother... but clearly not enough to let go of you.* * *11:48 pm* *Choso: fwb? I really need you…* *
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