Devotion

Chapter 13 - Safe

(You know the drill, smut ahead:)

   

     The sunlight poring through my half curtained windows force me awake, I stretch my arms and legs out wide across my cozy bed filled with pillows and blankets as I do a little shimmy to feel the softness on my skin.

Wait. This bed is too empty...

Suddenly the memories from last night come flooding in as does the dull ache between my legs. I sit up and look around, no signs of Choso being here at all while I'm still naked under my covers. Did he really just hit it and leave?

Getting up I throw on a tank top and undies feeling irritation in my chest on how he just used me last night, everything he said was complete bullshit. "That fucking asshole," I mutter under my breath.

"Fuck him, I don't need him." I say louder as I open the door to see Choso standing there shirtless with two plates filled with breakfast.

"What was that you were saying?" He says cocking his head to the side, his hair unbound and falling messily to his shoulders.

Shit.

"Oh nope nothing at all.." I chuckle and unconsciously scratch the back of my head feeling incredibly nervous under his gaze.

Dragging my eyes down I see a large scar going from the side of his ribcage down to his stomach, along with smaller ones scattered around. How didn't I see them before?

"Sounds like someone is complaining." He says in his usual bored voice as he pushes past me, setting the plates down on my nightstand. His toned back shows more of the smaller scars across his shoulders, lower back and sides that leave me stunned.

"Choso... where did you get all of those?" I ask quietly.

"I was in a gang, remember?" He says keeping his back to me. "There was a lot of fighting involved, especially for me."

"What do you mean 'especially for you'?"

"Someone's got a lot of questions, huh?" He says turning to me.

"Well yeah I just-"

"Don't try and change the subject from what you said earlier. What did you say again..." he taunts walking slowly to me. "Fuck him I don't need him? Right?" He stops in front of me with heavy eyes causing my breath to quicken and heat to pool in my core at the sight.

"Well it's just you weren't here when I woke up and I thought you just left me, I didn't know you were making breakfast or anything..." I rush out nervously.

"Yeah... breakfast." He leans down and kisses me hungrily, grabbing me by my arms he leads me to the bed and pushes me back slightly. "I'm ready for something good to eat." His husky voice tightens my stomach.

He climbs on the bed below me and kisses my inner thighs, the closer he gets to my core the harder my heart beats as I try and keep my throat from making any noise.

He loops his fingers through my panties and rips one side then the other, discarding them to the side. "Hey these were expensive you know!" I exclaim with fake anger.

"Oh we're they?" He cocks his head to the side. "Sorry, they were in my way." With his eyes set low with hunger he lowers himself to my dripping center, both his hands are gripped on my thighs as he starts to devour me like I was his last meal.

Moans pull from my throat from the feeling of his hot tongue exploring my lips up to my clit, the sensation traveling to my upper thighs as I arch my back for more.

"Oh my god," he pants, looking at me with dark eyes. "You taste so fucking good pretty girl."

He continues to devour me as I grip the sheets tightly, his hot tongue hitting that sweet spot just right to leave my legs shaking from the intense pleasure.

"Ch- oh my god, Choso." I moan out, grabbing a fist full of his dark brown hair. He lets out a low groan and grips my thighs tighter, the sound just about sending me over the edge.

"I'm going to," I suck in a sharp breath. "Please let me cum-"

He picks up the pace, looking up at me with devilish eyes in confirmation that does send me over, feeling the ecstasy spread like wildfire through my body leaving me to yell his name like a prayer, like a plea.

I let out soft pants while he brings himself to me, lowering down to my lips letting me taste myself on him. "You look so pretty when you're saying my name, you know?" He says huskily.

"Yeah, and you look better when you're between my legs." I lazily smile back.

"Careful princess, I can show you what else is better between those pretty legs of yours." He darkly says bringing up memories of last night, him leaning over to spit in my mouth, railing me into delirium from behind.

"Also back to earlier, you really thought I'd just fuck you then leave?" He asks slightly offended.

"I mean, you are a man so..." I say trailing off, ignoring the new heat in my core.

"Just because others are like that doesn't mean I am," He leaves a light kiss on my forehead before climbing off me, my skin warming from such a loving gesture.

"Now," he says holding the plates of food. "Please tell me you're hungry."

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After we both ate, he went back to his apartment since he had things to do before his shift tonight. Thankfully, I have the night off so I'm able to relax from the last few crazy days.

When Choso was here it wasn't awkward like you think it would be, instead we spent that time talking about work as if we didn't hate each others guts the day before. I don't know exactly where this leaves us... if there even is an us, but I do feel like I like him.

Which is a weird feeling considering I did, quite literally hate him just yesterday.

It's also scary, part of me is just telling myself it was just good sex and nothing more, we're still enemies if you will and it's scary letting someone close to you in an emotional way.

Whatever, don't think about it to much.

Just when I decided that I was going to spend the day running small errands and relaxing, I get a call from Malik.

"Hey honey, how's your day off going?" His smooth voice says he's about to tell me bad news.

"Well it's good... what's going on Malik?"

"We're going to be down two girls tonight, both sick with the flu poor girls." He pauses for a breath. "I was hoping you could come in tonight for stage. I know you've been working really hard lately, so I'll give you the next week off if you could come in tonight?" He asks hopefully.

"I mean how can I say no to that, of course I'll see you tonight!"

"You're an angel y/n, thank you!" He exclaims.

After getting off the phone I groan from the exhaustion piling up, but a week off? That's definitely a steal. For some reason, my mind randomly drifted to the scars riddling Choso's body, wondering what he had to do to get them.

And even though I like him, unexpectedly a lot, how safe is it to get involved with him?

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Sorry if this seemed rushed in anyway, I have had horrible writers block and have been seriously exhausted lately (see how I wrote that in y/n's character;)

buuuut I'm so thankful for the love this story's been getting and I hope you guys like what's coming next!

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