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Most people have always considered you a smart girl, but even smart girls make stupid choices.
You’ve always been confident in your sexuality, so confident you didn’t see the harm in profiting off of it. You had made your twitter and onlyfans a few months ago and though it’s not famous, it has built some traction. You never show your face, too afraid of the consequences that would inevitably follow but you’re desperate for money. So desperate that when your fellow classmate Choso Kamo approached you with the most absurd question, you ultimately decided yes.
“Will you teach me how to have sex?”
The question rings in your ear, you blink at him and laugh. You instantly regret it by the embarrassed expression that takes over his features.
“Why would you ask me that?” You question as he follows you out of your lecture hall. You’re familiar with choso in the sense that you two have a few classes together.
“I heard about what you do, I’m willing to pay” he says and you stop in your tracks, head turning sharply to stare menacingly at him.
“What I do? What is it that you think I do?” you ask, your voice extremely defensive.
“I saw your twitter, I recognized the butterfly tattoo on your back”he says scratching the back of his neck and you feel dread. You must of forgotten to photoshop it out.
“So are you going to blackmail me?”you ask, voice cracking.
“What? No! I just figured you could help me. I haven’t told anyone about it and I won’t ever” he assures as you start to walk and he falls in step beside you.
“To teach you how to have sex?”you ask making his cheeks turn red. His hair covers his face like a curtain and you feel amused, he looks like he could beat the shit out of someone for just looking at him funny but here he is implying he’s a virgin. You eye the sleeve tattoo that paints the skin of his right arm to the metal rings on his fingers. He’s extremely sexy, you can’t lie but who the fuck asks someone that.
“Yeah…”he says and you can’t help but laugh again.
“I’m sorry, I’m just having an extremely hard time believing you’re a virgin” you admit and he frowns, it’s odd that this man two times your size can make something look utterly adorable but he does.
“Why do you want that anyways?” you ask skeptical as you make your way toward the library.
“There’s this girl I’ve been talking to, we aren’t dating but it’s obvious she wants to do stuff but I don’t want to fuck it up”he confesses making your brows raise as he follows you between the bookshelves into the fantasy section.
“So your idea of impressing the girl you like is by having sex with another girl?”you ask skeptical and slightly appalled.
“It’s complicated, she’s talking to other people but I really like her and I know she likes me”he says as your fingers graze over the spines of the books.
“I don’t know, I’ve never been put in this situation before and I hardly know you. I’m not the kind of girl that just goes sleeping with strangers” you say turning to face him.
“I’ll pay you, you’d be helping me and once it’s done you’ll never hear from me again,” he offers.
“How much of my content did you see?” you ask feeling self conscious for some reason. On twitter you simply post pictures in lingerie, onlyfans is another story though.
“Just your twitter, it was in my suggested” he admits, embarrassed. You’re doing slightly well for yourself now that you started onlyfans but extra money wouldn’t kill you.
“If I say yes, then there has to be rules and I get $350 per lesson” you say and he simply shakes his head which surprises you. He must really like this girl.
“One, no means no which goes both ways. Don’t push me to do something I’m not comfortable with and I won’t either. Two, absolutely no one can ever know about this. Three, I get paid directly after each lesson. And finally four, we can only do this on Fridays” you say.
“Okay that’s fine, there’s no rush” he says and pulls out his phone, he hands it to you to see a new contact waiting so you type in your name and number, hoping you don’t regret this.
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The first Friday rolls around and you’re embarrassed to admit you’re nervous. You’re not by any means a virgin but this just feels wrong and strange. The feelings grows worse when Choso shows up at your apartment.
It’s extremely awkward when you let him in, both of you looking anywhere but eachother.
“You a horror fan?”he asks looking at the horror movie posters that line the walls of your living room to the shelf filled with horror movies.
“Yeah,” you say as he walks infront of your Suspiria poster.
“What’s your favorite horror movie?”he asks and you have to think because there’s simply too many.
“Currently Evil Dead Rise, made my skin crawl in the best way” you admit.
“It was pretty good, mines Saw” he says which isn’t too surprising.
There’s a meow and something crawls itself between his legs, tail wrapping around his ankle. He looks down and starts to pick her up.
“Oh she doesn’t like to be picked u-“ you say watching him lift your cat and she purs, nuzzling her face into his neck. He laughs at her affection and your eyes widen.
“She hates for anyone that’s not me to touch her” you explain.
“Animals love me, what’s her name?”he asks.
“Clover” you say watching the brown Persian cat make heart eyes at him.
“Cute” he says as you clasp your hands together, knots growing in your stomach from nerves.
“So, should we start?”you ask and he nods setting Clover down and following you to your bedroom.
Your rooms more muted than the rest of the apartment, you’re still decorating after only moving in a month ago.
He takes a seat on the edge of the bed and you cross your arms, staring at him.
“So have you kissed anyone?” you ask and he’s silent making your stomach churn. You feel like a super villain about to steal his innocence. He’s too hot to have never kissed someone.
“It just never happened, I just kept to myself in highschool and girls terrified me,” he confesses making your eyes soften.
“It’s okay, I just want to make sure you really want to go through with this. There’s nothing wrong with being a virgin, and if a girl truly likes you then she won’t have a problem with that. If we continue I’ll basically be your first everything, to a lot of people that’s serious”you inform and he looks up at you with a shrug.
“It’s fine, it’s just sex”he says, you don’t agree but it’s his choice.
“Okay so let’s just work on kissing for now” you say sitting beside him. His smell is intoxicating like mahogany teakwood with hints of vanilla. You’re trying to keep your composure because it’s just a kiss but you can’t help the nerves you feel. You shove them down and close your eyes.
You wait for what feels like minutes before they open and he’s just staring at you, you can’t help the laughter that bursts out of you.
“Choso, this is where you kiss me”you explain, watching his calm demeanor crumble into one of fright. It’s strange to be doing this with someone you don’t have feelings for, Choso attractive but you’ve at least had some sort of talking stage and feelings before doing this.
“Want me to kiss you?”you ask and he nods making you sit up on your knees to face him. You’re so much smaller than him, it makes him nervous.
Your hands grip his cheeks gently and close your eyes, pressing your lips to his. You hold it for a few seconds before pulling away. His lips are incredibly soft and plump, not like a lot of the guys you’ve kissed before.
“Kisses like that are more about affection to me, making out is more skilled more sensual” you explain to him.
“Can we makeout?”He asks and you smile, his softness and innocence mixed with his scary appearance only makes him so much more cuter.
“I was so bad about making out my first time, but just do what feels natural. I’m gonna let you initiate it” you say watching his hands shake slightly as they mimic your earlier actions and cup your cheeks in his hands.
His hands are freezing as you close your eyes giving him a few seconds to work up the courage to kiss you. You smile feeling his lips meet yours, it’s hesitant but soft.
He tenses when your tongue licks his lips and pokes at his mouth. He hesitantly opens his mouth and your tongue glides against his. He tastes like strawberries and it’s addicting but what surprises you is the tongue piercing.
His hands leave your face to squeeze your hips tightly, it makes you squeak but you pull yourself closer to him, hands moving to grip the back of his head, fingers tingling with his hair. He’s a fast learner because he’s dominating you, his mouth moving against yours like he wants to possess you. The piercing seems to only heighten the feeling.
You slowly crawl into his lap without breaking the kiss, he’s too into it to notice.
Reluctantly you pull away, needing air. A string of salvia connects your swollen lips as you take deep inhales before wiping it away.
He’s hard underneath you which he seems to notice because he’s starts to panic.
“Fuck I’m sorry” he says breathlessly and you shake your head.
“It’s okay, I get turned on from kissing too. You did really good though better than me my first time” you say making him blush.
“I liked it” he says and you laugh.
“I could tell, I was scared you were gonna be those people that kiss with their eyes open” you confess and now he laughs.
“Honestly I was but yours were closed so I followed you” he admits making you laugh.
“Yeah don’t do that or you’ll scare her,”you say making him nod.
“Want to try again or something else?” You ask. He’s incredibly shy, too afraid to answer.
“Choso, this is about you. Just tell me what you want,” you say gently.
“I don’t know it just feels rude if I ask, I don’t want to disrespect you” he says feeling guilty making your brows raise.
“Okay, then I’ll ask” you say moving your hand between you two to the bulge in his pants. He inhales and stiffens, looking down at your hand.
“Do you want me to touch you here?” you ask and he nods.
“With my hands?” You ask.
“No,”.
“Then with what?”you question.
“Your mouth” he answers and you climb off of him.
“You sure?” you ask and he nods making you drop to your knees. Your hearts pounding, even though you knew this would come, it still didn’t feel real till now.
He watches your every every move as you unbuckle his belt, black nails dragging his zipper down.
“Can you stand? It’ll be better that way”you say and he nods.
“If I tap your thigh that means it’s too much okay?”you ask.
“Okay” he says looking down at you, the look sending heat between your thighs. Fingers grip the waist band of his pants and slowly drag them down revealing muscular thighs, there’s no way he doesn’t workout.
He steps outside of his pants once they hit the ground and he stares awkwardly at the ceiling making you giggle. No bodies ever made you laugh this much without the use of words, he’s amusing to say the least.
He looks down at you frowning and you shake your head. “I’m sorry, you’re just incredibly funny without even trying” you say.
“I think you just find everything funny” he says fingers tapping nervously at his thighs.
“Trust me, it’s very hard to make me laugh” you say placing your hand over his to stop his nervous tapping.
“We don’t have to do this, there’s always next week or never. I honestly thought you’d maybe give up after the kiss” you say and he shakes his head.
“No, I’m serious about this. I just can’t help but be nervous” he confesses and you smile up at him.
“Just relax, if you want to stop just say the words. It’s just us and I’m not going to judge you” you assure letting go of his hand and he nods.
His eyes find yours when your fingers grip the waist band of his boxers, in all honesty you both are nervous now. You slowly pull them down and he tenses, he stared straight ahead at your tv too scared to see your reaction.
You’re grateful because your eyes widen at the sight of him, you’ve seen plenty of dicks and the word pretty has never come to mind till now. He’s thick and long, with a few veins and beads of precum pooling at the tip. He shutters when you gently wrap your hand around what you’re able to, your fist too small to completely grip him. He’s painfully hard and hot to the touch.
“Look at me, eye contact is everything” you tell him making him look down at you.
Your tongue laps at the precum and he hisses, hands curling into fists at his sides.
“You can touch me, grip my hair if you need to” you tell him, feeling him hesitantly thread his fingers through your hair. You give him little kitten licks, testing the waters and he’s so responsive to it. He’s biting his lip as he looks down at you, dark purples eyes narrowed in on you.
“Fuck” he breathes when your mouth wraps around him, your cheeks hollow as you slowly suck on him with your mouth stretching to accommodate him.
Your nails press into his thighs as you pull away to spit on him a few times. Taking him back in your mouth, you start bobbing your head, mouth watering with him inside.
His fingers tighten around your scalp as you take in more of him till his tip brushes the back of your throat. You look at him with watery eyes and he panics, pulling out.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you” he says and you shake your head.
“You didn’t, it’s a natural response. I would’ve tapped your thigh if it’s too much, remember ?”you ask and he nods. You’ve never met a guy that’s cared this much for your well being during acts of sex, it’s strange but comforting.
“Yeah, sorry. Can we try again?”He asks and you nod smiling as you take him in your hands. You kiss the tip a few times before taking him back into your mouth, feeling him gather your hair into a ponytail.
He hits the back of your throat, springing more tears from your eyes. His free hand reaches out to brush them away as you start gagging on him.
Your tongue moves to lick the underside of his cock which he must love because his hips slowly start to move forward. He releases your hair to grip the back of your head and starts fucking your throat.
His heads thrown back, losing himself in the feeling of the warmth of your mouth. Saliva drips down your chin as he hits the back of your throat with each thrust.
“Fuck” he moans and your nipples harden, he twitches a few times inside of you which you expected.
“I’m gonna cum” he says looking down at you and you nod around him, grabbing his large tattooed hand to wrap it around your throat. He can feel the bulge his dick is making inside of you and it unlocks something primal because he starts fucking your mouth with abandon. His desire overpowers his concern for you as tears roll down your cheeks while you greedily taking in air through your nose.
He’s rough, chasing his own release as your nails press deeper into his skin.
His hand presses down on your throat, obsessed with feeling himself move inside of you. He doesn’t feel concern for your tears anymore, he feels turned on. Your big watery eyes staring up at him with his cock in your mouth and his hand pressed on your throat, makes him see white and he twitches against your throat.
Several grunts leave him before he throw his head back and shoots thick ropes of cum down your throat, you simply swallow every drop as he continues unloading inside of you. When he finally stops, you pull away gasping with drool on your mouth and chin.
You wipe it away as he sobers up, fingers reaching to wipe your tears before he helps you up onto your feet. He bends down to put his clothes back on
“Did you like it?”you ask, voice scratchy from the beating your throat just took.
“A lot, is it always like that?”he asks making you bite back a laugh.
“Depends on the person I guess but you took control that second time really so that was all you. You did really good, I think we should stop here though for today,” you say.
“Yeah, thank you” he says making your cheeks tinge red, nobodies ever thanked you for giving them head but then again you’re quite literally doing him a favor.
“Don’t mention it, like literally don’t mention it” you say earning a laugh from him as he pulls out his wallet, handing you the money you were promised. This feels wrong as you take it, but you do and thank him as you guide him out of your room.
Clover jumps down from her cat tower and walks between his legs, rubbing her cheek against his pant leg.
“I think you’re her boyfriend now” you say as he bends down to pick her up.
“I don’t mind” he says scratching under her chin which turns her into a purring mess.
“She’s gonna fall in love with you if you don’t stop” you say watching her nuzzle him.
“I think she already has”.
-
Much to your surprise Choso didn’t say anything to you when you saw him in class the next day. He simply took his usual seat behind you and followed along with the class.
In all fairness, you’ve never spoken to eachother aside from the times he’s asked you for a pencil or paper but it just feels odd not speaking to someone after something so intimate. Sure the guys you’ve hooked up with were assholes but at least they could muster up an emoji at the very least afterwards.
You internally cringe at the thought as you walk toward your friends, seated at your usual lunch table.
“Pookie!”your bestfriend beams as you take the seat beside her. She wraps her arms around you as you greet the rest of the girls.
“So guess who’s throwing a party tomorrow,” Yuki says making you pretend to be in deep thought, fingers tapping at your chin.
“Mahito!” You say with mock excitement. That guy throws a party literally every week, and you haven’t been to a single one. You don’t like him ever since you caught trying to take a picture up your skirt as you walked up the stairs.
“Yes, and I’ll die if you don’t come” she says dramatically.
“I can’t, I have plans,” you say. Your next lesson with Choso is tomorrow which seems far more interesting than a Mahito party.
“Like what?”she asks skeptical.
“I picked up an extra shift, I need the money” you lie and she shuts up, letting you eat your food while Utahime complains about Satoru Gojo.
When Friday approaches and lesson two is on its way, Choso is at your door with a bag of cat treats in his hand. It’s strange seeing him but not speaking to him for the entirety of the week, even though thats been your normal. You smile, taking the treats from him and offering him something to drink but he’s already lifting Clover up.
You take a seat on the couch and watch them, she’s tiny but looks even tinier in his arms.
“She’s making me want a cat” he says and you smile, you honestly want a second one but you’re nervous about how Clover would react.
“They’re the cutest, though she’s incredibly clingy,” you admit.
“I wouldn’t mind having someone obsessed with me”he says kissing the top of her head before putting her down and she jumps onto her cat tower.
“So I was thinking I could answer any questions you might have before we start,” you say and he sits down beside you.
“Okay, but I honestly can’t think of anything”he says and you chuckle.
“It’s okay, I have a few tips and advice. Now some people like when you let them cum first, but I’ve heard others like if you cum early. I guess to them it’s like you really like them you can’t hold it. No one’s ever made me cum so I don’t really have an opinion it,”you admit.
“You’ve never?”he asks.
“Nope, I mean I can make myself but nobody has ever been able to. I’d like to think I just haven’t found the right one because it’d be sad if no guy knows how to” you say feeling slightly embarrassed.
“If you don’t want to cum so fast, probably masturbate before hand. Always use protection, I’d assume you know that. And the clit is the key to everything, that feeling inside is great but add the clit into play and it’s incredible. Oh and aftercare, it’s nice when a guy helps clean the mess that was made. Some people have different prefences when it comes to aftercare but it’s about emotional intimacy, showing care and affection after the fact like cuddling for example” you explain, hoping you’re not overwhelming him.
“What are your prefences?” He asks making you think about it, you’ve never experienced it to be honest but you can at least tell him what you wish you had.
“Cuddling probably and eating together, I get really hungry after sex or just masturbating” you admit.
“Can I ask you something?”you ask making him nod.
“Have you ever touched yourself like to the point where you came?” You ask not sure what he’ll say. You’re just trying to gauge what you’re working with.
“Yeah and I’ve watched porn but I don’t know, it lacks intimacy and feels so fake that I’m bored watching it”he admits.
“I couldn’t agree more, when I was younger it was cool but now I hate it. I want something with love and affection” you say feeling hypocritical because neither of those components factor in to what you’re doing.
“Same, so what’s on the agenda for today?”he asks, cheeks turning pink.
“You’re gonna finger me” you say bluntly, standing up and grabbing his hand to pull him up. He doesn’t say anything as you guide him into your bedroom and shut the door.
Your hands reach up to pull him down to you as you stand on your tippy toes and kiss him, the peck turns into more and your proudly feel his mouth dominate yours. His hands grip your waist, pulling you into him as your tongues touch.
You pull away to lift your shirt off. Grabbing his hands, you place them over your breasts and tense at the cold touch as your nipples harden underneath him.
He wants to say something but he bites it down, letting his thumbs brush your soft skin. His thumb flicks a nipple and you moan. He watches you take his hand and drag it down your belly until it’s dipping in to your shorts. His pupils dilate when his fingers meet your wet cunt before you grip his wrist and pull him away so you can take off your shorts. He’s staring at his drenched fingers and you take them, slowly forcing them into his mouth.
He’s too distracted by the taste of you to notice you climbing onto the bed till you’re sitting up on your elbows with your legs closed.
“Touch me”you say as he turns to face you. You’re completely naked infront of him, something flashes in his eyes and quickly disappears. A little scream leaves you when he grips your ankles and drags you toward the edge of the bed before he kneels down between your now spread legs.
You sit back up watching him stare at your pussy and it makes you feel incredibly self conscious with how intense his gaze is.
He finally looks up at you and kneels to the floor.
His fingers slowly touch you, it’s more out of curiosity than anything. You can feel your arousal coating his fingers as he presses them into your clit and your belly tightens.
“That’s the clit, key to everything” you whisper as his little strokes against it have you moaning. There’s something about his touch that intensifies everything and you can’t understand why.
It feels really good, too good and you’ve barely started. You have the urge to fall back but you want to see when his fingers push into you.
You can feel them spread you, he puts two at your hole and you tense.
“Start with one,” you tell him and he retracts a finger. His dark purple eyes find yours as you watch his inked finger slowly sink into you.
His finger moves around, feeling the softness of your inner walls before he pulls it out and pushes it back in. He watches the way you bite your lip as he creates a steady pace, it’s agonizing.
“More”you whine and he obliges, inserting another finger and you gasp, arching your back. Your responses fuel him because his fingers start plunging in and out faster, the squelching of your pussy fills the room.
He surprises you when his free hand splays across your tit, grip it roughly. He squeeze the flesh as your hips grind against his fingers, feeling your juices trickle down the crack of your ass.
“You’re doing so good” you cry out and he snaps.
His fingers move brutally as he climbs on top of you, your eyes widen when his lips find yours and he swallows your cries.
He’s a fast learner, and you fear he’s going to be the first person to even make you cum. You’re certain of it when his thumb grazes your clit, his fingers buried inside you mixed with that feeling has your stomach coiling.
“Ahhh” you cry feeling yourself clench around him, droplets of squirt shoot out of you as he pushes you toward a release. Your arms wrap around him, clinging to him when the feeling becomes absolutely too much and you feel yourself cumming on his fingers, spraying your thighs and the duvet.
Your mouths wide, jaw slack as you twitch against him still feeling him fuck you through it. There’s no way he’s real, absolutely no way.
“Choso!” You cry at the assault of his thumb on your clit pushing you toward another orgasm as your stomach clenches painfully and your thighs press into his hips.
You’re too overstimulated to say anything when his lips brush your forehead and you cum again. You cry as he pulls his fingers out, the feeling too much on your sensitive cunt.
You fall back onto the mattress, too exhausted to see what he’s doing until you feel him cleaning between your legs with a rag he must’ve gotten from your bathroom. It makes you want to smile but you remind yourself that this is meaningless and transactional.
You hate when you feel him slowly start to dress you, sliding your shorts back on with gentle ease and pulling you up to help you put your shirt back on. It’s the bare minimum but no one’s ever even done that for you.
You’re like a ragdoll in his hold as he lays you back down, your chest still rising rapidly from your activities.
“You hungry?” He asks making you look at him and you nod which somehow ends up with the two of you now seated at the diner beside your apartment.
This is probably a bad idea for so many reasons but you are hungry, not just from the orgasm but you quite literally haven’t eaten today.
You’re tired but your hunger exceeds it, grateful you changed into sweats for some comfortability. The waitress scribbles your steak melt that you ordered and your cheese fries with a sprite before she takes down Choso’s order of chili cheese fries and a barbecue n bacon burger with a strawberry shake.
Once the waitress leaves the silence is incredibly loud a you pretend to be in awe of the salt and pepper shakers.
“Do you have siblings?”he asks making you raise your brows, you were afraid of this but you answer anyways.
“Nope, only child. You?”.
“Three, I’m the oldest” he admits.
“Yeah, I always wanted siblings but my parents kind of had me as a means to keep their marriage together which still ended up failing” you say, a subject you’ve never told anyone which makes him frown.
“I’m sorry” he says and you shake your head.
“It’s not the worst, at one point they became so competitive to prove who was a better parent that they spoiled me beyond belief. It was nice to for once have their attention even if their intentions were selfish” you supply.
“So you were neglected as a child?”he asks, those purple eyes staring into your soul.
“Pretty much. I had a nanny but she was usually sleeping and I just played alone. I moved out a little over a month ago, they haven’t contacted me which isn’t surprising but still disappointing. I don’t think they’ve ever loved me but at least for a while I deluded myself into believing they did” you admit, not realizing your eyes have started to water.
“Nobody deserves that, you’re the last person to deserve that” he says as the waitress appears with your drinks and you thank her.
“Can I ask you something?”you question, eager to change the subject as he sips from his milkshake and he nods.
“Have you ever been in love?”you ask, you’re curious. It’s an emotion you’ve never felt for another person and something about him seems like the epitome of love and affection.
“I don’t know. There was this girl I use to have a crush on, something about her just felt magnetic. Everytime she spoke it was with passion and this twinkle in her eyes. And when she laughed, it made me smile. I remember my first day of school, she let me use her textbook because I hadn’t gotten mine yet, she took and F so I could do the assignment” he says, his lips tugging upward at the thought of her.
“Is this the girl you’re talking to?”you ask and he shakes his head.
“No, I realized that girl was out of my league but the point is, if I could’ve been in love with anyone it would’ve been her, I’d want it to be her”he says as your food arrives.
He doesn’t comment when you take your straw and put it in his milkshake, before taking a sip. Maybe this is why he tastes like strawberries.
“How long have you had Clover?”He asks inbetween bites as you stuff a fry in your mouth.
“Three years, I really needed something to make me happy and when I saw her at the shelter I practically slapped my debit card at them. It’s sad but I think the only affection I’ve received has been from her” you admit, taking a bite of your melt.
“Well actually my bestfriend too, we met last year and it was an instant connection. It’s still strange getting use to her affection and her desire to talk to me, it’s hard not feeling like a burden at times” you say hating how much you’re over sharing but he listens.
“I don’t think you’re a burden, you’re the nicest girl I’ve ever met and your presence is comforting” he says making your heart clench.
“Your mom must be a really amazing woman” you say making his brows furrow with a laugh that spreads warmth throughout your chest.
“She is but what makes you say that?”.
“You’re just so nice, definitely written by a woman. You’re strange too, like I promise I’m not judging you it’s just fascinating that you’re this big tall macular guys with tattoos and a tongue piercing that looks like he could snap me like a pencil but you’re actually so soft” you say and his face scrunches up cutely like you’ve insulted him.
“I’m just as rough” he says as you eat another fry.
“Oh trust me I know” you say making him blush so hard that it reaches the tips of his ears.
“Shut up and eat your foot,” he says pressing his hand against your face making you laugh.
-
Ever since the diner, you feel lighter around Choso like there’s a sense of understanding between eachother. You both still keep your boundaries but he greets you when you come to class now, even walks with you to your next class where you exchange idle chit chat mostly about Clover or him telling you stories about his family. You’ve gathered he absolutely adores his family, especially his brothers. It’s refreshing since you’ve never really had that.
“He’s so cute”you gush as he shows you a photo of his little brother Yuji as a baby. Your insides melt, you absolutely adore babies.
Choso smiles proudly as he show you more pictures of him and his family as he walks you to your next class.
“I hope my kids are that cute” you cry at another picture of baby Yuji and he laughs. No baby should look that adorable crying as they tug at tufts of their own pink hair. Your eyes water at the sight of baby Choso, heart melting at the little onyx pigtails.
“Babies really make you cry” he notes and you nod.
“Just so fucking cute” you sigh feeling baby fever. You’d love to be a mom eventually but given your lack of one and childhood neglect, you think you’d make a shitty mom.
You two stop at the front of your class and you wave goodbye to him, watching him walk off before you go inside.
Yuki’s waiting for you in the seat beside yours with a wide grin as Shoko rolls her eyes.
“What’s going on?” You ask skeptically, taking your seat.
“Yuki’s talking to three guys and needs your help telling her which one she should have sex with” Utahime says making your eyes widen.
“She says you’ll know the answer” Shoko says making all three turn to you.
“Well I need info” you say watching as Yuki quickly sends a text before looking back at you.
“Okay guy #1 kind of an ass but I’ve seen his dick and it’s really nice. Guy #2 is super sweet, shy but incredibly sexy and Guy #3 is hot but he uses way too many emojis every single text” she says with a frown and you laugh.
“The answer is incredibly obvious, guy #2. I’ve learned shy guys are kind of the freakiest,” you say your cheeks turning red as you think of Choso.
Your next lesson is in two days and you’re eager as bad as that may sound. You’ve never found oral enjoyable on you but considering he’s managed to make you cum when no man has, makes you feel like he might change that.
“Are you talking to someone?” Utahime asks and you’re quick to shake your head. It’s been a year since you’ve had sex, led alone talked to someone and after spending time with Choso, he’s starting to make you raise your standards.
Maybe if things had been different, you’d be the girl he’s so desperate to please, the girl he wants.
“Ugh he’s busy Friday night, what the hell am I gonna do now?”Yuki questions.
“Send him nudes, that’ll change his mind” Shoko advises and Yuki grins as she sends Choso nudes.