Ralph Macchio imagines ♡

Chooch Bambalazi (5) *smut warning*

A/N - gosh, I haven't written a Chooch smut in a while (or updated this book help) and I LOVE a man in uniform so here's my very late as usual gift to you 

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After another long day at school, I wind down at night with a hot shower, lavishing my body in a new scented soap that Candy bought for me. I take an extra ten minutes over my time limit to treat myself before I head back to my room. I notice a chill in the air so I quickly shut the window although I don't remember opening it. Candy's out for the night visiting Oliver so it's quiet as I prepare to begin my bed routine.

I just finish brushing my hair when a sudden wholf whistle from across the room freezes me in place. There's only one person who does that to me and I'm not overly surprised as Chooch approaches me with a cheeky grin. "You almost gave me a god damn heart attack," I go to hit his arm playfully but he catches my hand, pulling me in a for a kiss instead. 

"Hi to you too baby," he chuckles against my lips. 

Ah, now the window makes sense. 

"What have I told you about sneaking in through the window? You could fall and hurt yourself," I scold him for the third time this week. "I'm a Bambalazi, a high window don't scare me," is his witty reply which has me rolling my eyes. "So what crazy adventure are to you here to drag me on?" I ask. 

"I was thinking we could stay in tonight...Have some fun here," he winks at me. I note that he's eyeing me in the skimpy towel, water droplets still sliding down my body. "Beg me," I say. "Really Y/n?" Chooch raises his eyebrow but I didn't stutter. "Go on," I sit on the bed, parting my legs a little but not enough for him to get a full view.

Biting his lower lip, Chooch falls to his knees on the floor. "Please let me fuck you, I'll make it worth your time," he pleads. I stay silent, watching as Chooch pulls himself close to me. "Please Y/n, I need you," he whispers in my ear, ensuring I can hear the desperation in his tone. I don't answer, instead, I remove the towel from my naked body and toss it away leaving nothing to hide.

The way his eyes gaze at me lustfully gives me a boost of confidence. I lean in for a kiss but Chooch denies me his lips. He grabs my waist and lays me back against the bed without any hesitation. "So fucking pretty," he mumbles, lowering his head and placing a gentle kiss directly against my clit. I inhale sharply, wanting, needing more. 

He goes back again, this time using his tongue to lick my clit. "Cmon, don't be a tease," I hiss. "Who's the one begging now, huh?" Chooch taunts. He repeats his mouth movement agonizingly slow but still, I can feel the arousal build up in my body, mostly coming from my pussy. "Don't stop," I gasp and my hips naturally start to roll in sync with him as he eats me out. 

My hands gravitate towards his hair, tugging, but not too hard. With his tongue inside me, I don't think he cares anyway. I let out a quiet moan followed by his name. "Louder baby, I can't hear you," he murmurs against me. "C-can't, we'll get caught," I pant. "I said louder," the slight raise of his voice has me obeying his every order. I moan his name, earning a smirk from him as he pulls back with pre cum coating his mouth and chin.

With blazing hot eyes, I watch as Chooch undoes his belt and quickly rips off his black uniform pants, followed by the rest of his clothes. I stare at his hardened dick, feeling proud that I caused that. "I won't stop until I see your legs shaking baby," he warns in a low voice. "Do your worst," I grin. Chooch leans over, taking a nipple in his mouth and using his thumb to caress the other which draws a whimper out of me. Then he swaps, making sure my boobs get equal treatment.

Finally, he reaches up and kisses my lips. As we get lost in each others mouths, I feel his tip brush against my entrance. His hands press down against my hips, pinning me in place. "You sure you can handle me baby?" Chooch smirks. I nod, ready as ever. He kisses me again, distracting my mind for a moment until I feel him slide his dick inside inch by inch until it completely disappears, nestled inside my pussy.

I whimper and Chooch gives me a minute to adjust. Only a minute, because he needs me as much as I need him. He rocks his waist steadily, filling me up with long deep strokes. I can't see my own face but I know I'm burning red right now. "That's it baby, you're going to take it all," he moans and it's the sexiest thing ever. I position my arms around his back and dip my head into his neck, sucking, biting (carefully) and kissing against his flesh until a hickey appears.

"Fuck Y/n," he grunts. Our sweaty bodies collide against each other as Chooch rails into me. Every moan, whimper and gasp I let out turns him on even more and it doesn't take much longer for the orgasm to build up when he speeds up, giving me all he's got. My eyes snap open but the room is dizzy and my skin feels on fire. Chooch says something but all I can reply with is a strangled cry as he slams a crippling orgasm out of me.

I inhale sharply as my legs shake uncontrollably. I gasp for air, my chest heaving up and down as I ride through my high. Chooch curses in Italian as he pulls out slowly, his cum hitting my thighs and the bed sheets. I really hope that nobody heard us. Chooch looks at me as he runs his hand through his messy hair, this time with a softer expression.

"God I'm so in love with you," he crawls over, pulling me into another kiss. We don't bother to clean up just yet, needing a moment (or two) to recover. We cuddle up close with Chooch burying his head into my neck. "I'm so in love with you too," I say gently, holding him ever so tightly in my arms and eventually, we fall asleep.