I'm gonna try to make it as gender neutral as possible if I fuck up pls lmk -- GN!Bottom!Reader --- BDSM, belly bulge, begging, praise
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« Choso has always had a special attachment to you. Since the day you two had first met, he always clung to you like a baby. Well, he's decided to get freaky now. But; you had zero problem with that. »
"Good job, you're taking me soo well." Choso coos out, running his fingers through your sweat matted hair as this is the fourth round he's dragged you through already.
"Pl-please baby.. no- no more." You manage to say through moans and a dry throat, he had tuckered you out long ago, but seeing as how he's not really human, he doesn't have any stamina.
In the sense that he can go on for hours. His cock was beating at your insides, your legs hitched up on his shoulders and your hands held in his; pinned against the bed. Essentially; you were helpless.
Your entire body trembled, weak and tired. But god; it felt too good to even consider actually telling him to stop. His hands slowly let go of yours, grabbing you by the hips as he pushes you further into the bed; giving him a better angle to get even deeper.
At this point his meat was bulging through your stomach, the sounds of skin to skin slapping filling your ears, downing out the breathy, whiny pants and moans you were letting out.
As you feel his sharp nails dig into your skin, you realized yet again he was about to cum. It was like he was a fountain of nut or something. (That sounds kinda weird..)
"Choso.. ple-" before you could even begin to finish your sentence; he covers your mouth; tired of hearing you constantly beg for him to stop or slow down. "You're doing such a good job for me.. I don't want to stop now baby.." He bargains, a frown tugging at his cracked lips as you practically melt at his expression.
He always knew how to get what he wanted whenever from you. Especially now. His fingers ran from your hips and to the insides of your thighs, his nails light dragging against the sensitive skin.
You shudder, trying to recoil away from the ticklish pleasure. Your back arches off the bed as you let out a shaky moan, your hands curling into fists. Your nails dig into your palms, leaving red dents in the soft skin.
He watches your reaction with utter admiration, a smile tugging at his lips. "You're doing so well for me baby.." He praises; kissing your stomach lightly. His hands roamed all around every insecurity of yours, lightly rubbing up and down on them.
"You're so pretty my love.. god I love how you look." He whispers; kissing your chest gently, his head rested between your bust. Despite looking like he could fall asleep at any moment, he buries himself as deep as he could in you, his warm cum slowly leaking into your body.
Your breath hitches, your nails now digging into the sheets as you shudder, letting out a whiny whimper. Choso turns his head up, looking at you with a smile, seeing the overstimulated look on your sweaty face.
His hands reach up, gently cupping your head in his hands, his thumbs rubbing back and forth against your cheeks. "What a good baby you are.. so good for me." He praises, kissing you gently. Despite not having the energy or ability to really kiss back, he doesn't mind.
You feel him slowly pull out, a sigh of relief leaving your body as you relax. Your once tense nature relaxing into his grip as he lets go, pulling away.
"You did so well for me my love." He says once more, placing a soft kiss to your head. "You really like kissing me huh?" You say jokingly, watching him nod. "Yeah.. I kinda do." He admits, slowly laying down beside you as he pulls you into his arms.
"My beauty.." He mutters to imself, his head burying into your neck. "I'll tend to you later.. we need sleep." He says, gently scratching the back of your head as your arms wrap around his waist.
You nod in agreement, your head resting on top of his. "I love you." You whisper, feeling him simply nod as a way of saying it back.
Before you know it, the last thing you had felt was his hair rubbing against your ear with his nod. You drift off to sleep, the sound of blood pulsating in your ears from the sudden calmness that surrounded you, a headache building.
« You were at peace in the arms of your lover. »
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