#ஜ˳༄꠶ CHOSO

[httpshujii]

𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 彡 In which . . . Choso's ringed fingers itch to intertwine with yours.

〔CW〕 — Nothing !!

〔AN〕 — I blame pinterest and corpse husband for having beautiful hands.

Walking through the museum, Choso feels calm, content. Standing away from a painting hung on one of the many white walls, he observes his date as her eyes gaze with wonder over the painting of the lover's holding hands.

Despite it only being a painting, y/n can clearly feel the love fluttering in the air around her. Quiet giggles of a girl in love echo around and caress Choso's ears beautifully.

Oh how he wishes to hear her giggle once again...

Choso can't help the smile ghosting his dark features as he looks at her with lovesick eyes.

Such a beautiful sight...He thinks. His fingers twitch ever so slightly, what's this feeling?

An uncomfortable tingling. Begging to be eased. Hand turns into fist, shoulders tense, body stiff.

"Isn't it pretty Choso?" Her voice asks cheerfully as her body twirls to face him, skirt flowing like a soft current with her movements.

Choso freezes up.

He only asked her to be his girlfriend not too long ago, never touching each other except for sharing subtle brushes against each other's shoulders. Most of the time it's just secretive glances.

But now, Choso wants to touch her. He wants to brush the rough pads of his fingers on her cheeks, he wants to glide a finger down her nape, he wants to card his fingers through her hair, he wants to trace every feature and spot every mole and beauty mark he can find.

Choso wants to touch her. Heart beating painfully against his ribcage, almost breaking out until he snaps back to reality once she calls his name.

"Choso?"

Say it again...He wants to tell her.

His hooded eyes darting through her bright ones.

With not even a syllable uttered between the both of them, Choso's itching hand reaches out to hold hers. Cold rings tickling your fingers.

So delicately, his hand traces over her knuckles and the creases in her palm, as if drawing a painting, his eyes stay locked on hers.

He watches as a rosy tint splashes across her cheeks and he smirks tiredly.

"So pretty..." He mumbles as his fingers finally intertwining with hers. His hands are cold, but his body seems to relish in the warmth radiating off her hand.

She feels heat rise up her neck, and she looks away out of shyness.

Her gaze lingers on Choso's hand. So big and veiny...and pretty as his fingers wrapped around hers. Finally intertwining their hands together.

The chunky rings on his fingers compliment the paleness of his hand and the redness of his knuckles. So pretty...

Eyes meeting eyes once again. Faint smiles of firsts. And Choso tugs her away to observe the next painting. Hand in hand.

#[𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐄𝐱𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧] #✶≼[JUJUTSU KAISEN] #ஜ˳༄꠶ CHOSO #ఌ︎. [CHOSO] #SUIBGVOAHVWGFBQ #im in love with choso. #choso x reader #choso x female reader #choso fluff #choso kamo #choso kamo fluff #choso kamo x reader

[garoujo]

✩ ˛˚ . KAMO CHOSO — choso thinks he may be addicted to the feeling of your fingers in his hair.

ஜ ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ warnings! f!reader, face sitting, hair pulling (choso’s), pet names, questionable characterisation! ♡ ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ note! first time writing for choso so i am v sorry in advance <3

you hear choso growl from where he’s pressed underneath you, face shoved between your thighs as you grind down into the steady lav of his tongue. his cheeks and the lower half of his face are slick, soaked with your juices as they drip and pool onto the sheets beneath him.

you feel his fingers flex into the flesh of your hips, pulling you deeper— sure to leave a mark everytime your thighs tighten around his head, like he’d gladly take his last breath from between your legs as he groans.

“shit, keep doing that, princess.” you hear your dark haired lover gasp as he breathes deep before he buries himself back into you. but the low tone of choso’s voice still manages to send vibrations straight through your clit, making your hips twitch with the sudden jolt of pleasure as you press yourself down into his mouth.

your fingers tighten in his hair as you ride him, so greedily as your hole clenches around his tongue and he loves the way you pull at the messy hair style, musing it beneath your touch as you pull at the roots. “so good~ fuck!” you throw your head back at how greedily he devours you, like he’s been starved for eternity— pouring his soul between your folds as it burns through you.

“you know what comes next.” choso moans shakily, his words almost lost between his messy movements as you give him a doe-eyed, glassy look. you whimper when he pulls away momentarily, sliding his slender fingers between your folds before he’s spreading you lewdly and diving back in— slurping and smacking at the taste of you that has his cock twitching between his thighs.

if you were to look behind you, you’d see what your taste does to him— what you do to him as pre-cum gathers around his blunt tip. he pays no mind to it, not when he’s got you straddling him face, too focused on feeling you cream around his tongue.

“you’re gonna cum for me, okay?” he feels sticky, the air in the room heavy as he laps at your clit—he’s flushed from his cheeks to his chest and there’s a thin sheen of sweat over his toned torso but he needs more, messier. his palm comes down heavy against your ass as he sends you deeper into him, squeezing roughly at the skin—but it only allows him to push his tongue even further past your folds to dip into your hole, lewd squelches filling the room as he fucks you with the muscle.

choso feels lightheaded at the arousal pooling in his stomach, his cock aching for any sort of friction but he’s just so lost in you instead. wrapping his lips around your clit before sucking it into his mouth, allowing his tongue to roll the sensitive bud so he can feel you jerk in his hold, his large palms rocking you against his mouth as he groans against you once more.

“right there, ‘m gonna—ah!” you jolt slightly but his strong grip keeps you in place, forbidding you from moving as he holds you above him — fingers squeezing into your skin.

“use me—k-keep going.” he almost growls, his words breathless and needy and you feel the coil in your stomach tighten when you look behind you to watch his own hips twitch at the idea of you cumming on his face, paired with the pressure of you grinding down on tongue.

choso’s movements are almost desperate, your skin feels on fire when the pleasure races through you while you hear his own quiet moans against your cunt— lost between smacks and suckling noises. your thighs tremble either side of him and you babble, your clit knocking against his nose with every buck of your hips as you drag yourself along his mouth, your arousal drenching the sheets below you both.

“that’s it, give it to me, princess.”

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[httpshujii]

Slow, sensual make out sessions with him that constantly leave you in a haze. Leaning so close to you, you start leaning with him and you're basically laying down on the seat of his motorcycle. Parting so calmly before lips caress lips once again. The moon shining down on your moment. No one else around. And this song audible from a club that's not too far away, muffled but perfect. These slow moments in the twilight will always be held close to your heart.

-Hanma, Mitsuya, Geto, Choso, Draken

#[𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐄𝐱𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧] #✶≼[TOKYO REVENGERS] #✶≼[JUJUTSU KAISEN] #ஜ˳༄꠶ SHUJI #ஜ˳༄꠶ TAKASHI #ஜ˳༄꠶ SUGURU #ஜ˳༄꠶ CHOSO #ஜ˳༄꠶ DRAKEN #ఌ︎. [SHUJI] #ఌ︎. [SUGURU] #ఌ︎. [CHOSO] #hanma shuji #mitsuya takashi #geto suguru #choso kamo #draken #ken ryuguji #tokyo rev x reader #jjk x reader #hanma x reader #mitsuya x reader #geto x reader #choso x reader #draken x reader #ken ryuguji x reader