Where Every Scroll is a New Adventure
Sleepwalker!Choso Warnings: somnophilia, dubcon, fingering, cunnilingus, unprotected sex, creampie, spanking, dom!choso, grinding/humping, not proofread
Sleepwalker!Choso takes you by surprise one night.
You’ve always known he has trouble sleeping and, though he doesn’t do it often, he does get up in the middle of the night and wanders around the house. As his girlfriend, you don’t mind taking on the responsibility of making sure he’s safe and sound as he does his little nightly exploring.
In fact, you have to do it right now.
“Cho, come back to bed, honey,” you whisper, afraid to spook him.
Sleepwalker!Choso is just standing there in the living room, shirtless and only in his boxers, hair down. With his eyes closed, he waits.
Inching towards him, you make soothing noises. You think this is just like any other night, that you can guide him back to your room, get him into bed all nice and tucked in, and then brush it off in the morning but as soon as your hand touches his bicep, you’re being wrangled against the wall.
Sleepwalker!Choso pushes your shirt up, practiced hands gripping your breasts as he gropes and squeezes. You gasp. “Choso! W-wait!”
His hips worm their way between your legs, hiking you up high. At this angle, he can rut his barely clothed cock up against your panty-clad pussy. The friction is overwhelming as you desperately cling to his broad shoulders, afraid you’ll fall. Locks of hair fall in front of his closed eyes and you can’t shake him away, try as you might.
In the dark, you’re being jostled against the wall, tits bare to the chill of the night as your nipples are being pinched and pulled. “Choso, please, y-you have to put me -ngh- down.”
Sleepwalker!Choso grunts into your neck, lips parting to suck at a sensitive spot. He’s moving on pure muscle memory and you’re powerless to stop him. This isn’t how he is usually — he’s sweet, patient and respectful. The man you know whimpers at a simple graze of your fingers, he cries from overstimulation, and shakes and quivers from your kisses.
Sleepwalker!Choso is a beast. He’s nipping at and leaving marks on every inch of skin he can reach, grinding into your pussy like he’s really thrusting inside, moving his hips in a circle to make you really feel how hard he is.
When you pull at his hair to get his face away from you, you gasp at the snap of teeth that just about misses your wrist. He’s warned you now; don’t get in his way.
Back arching, you cum in your panties, soaking the material as you ooze wetness onto his clothed cock. Clinging to him as best as you can, you whisper-yell, “Oh, fuck, Choso! Y-you need to -hah!- let me go, baby.”
Sleepwalker!Choso drops you onto your feet, grabbing your hips to swivel you around. One hand presses your cheek to the wall, the other tears your panties off with one hasty tuuuug. The cool air brushes against your steaming pussy, dripping wetness down your shivering thighs.
Your head is released and you take a much needed gasp of air. When you try to catch sight of him, you’re shocked to find your boyfriend kneeling behind you, face shoved in your pussy.
Sleepwalker!Choso spreads your pussy lips with two fingers, blowing air at your quivering hole before he slurrrrrps! at your overflowing juices.
“Ah! Choso! Oh my God! W-wait! OH GOD—“
He’s got two fingers shoved inside now, worming their way into your canal where he wriggles against your pulsing walls. With little prep, the stretch leaves you breathless as you stand on your tiptoes, reeling from the sudden attack on your drooling cunt. Slurp slurp sluuuuuuuuurp he pulls obscene sounds out of your pussy, long fingers leaving indents on your ass cheeks.
Sleepwalker!Choso curls his fingers in at your gooey spot, kissing it with the pads of his fingers again and again, in perfect synchrony with his devilish mouth, tongue flicking your clit incessantly.
“W-wait, I’m -hngh!- close. Uh, fuck, ohhhhhhhhh, don't s-stop!”
Sleepwalker!Choso drinks up your orgasm as you claw at the wall, eyes rolling back. And just as you’re falling limp, he shoves his cock inside in one fell swoop. The stretch stings but it’s also so damn good. His cock is moulding your walls to its shape and the throbbing warmth makes your nipples tingle.
PLAP PLAP PLAP
The sound of skin slapping against skin is filling your empty house, along with the gloopy squelches of your sticky juices coating your thighs. The force of his thrusting feels like the house is shaking but it’s really just you and your vision.
Sleepwalker!Choso lays unforgiving smacks against your ass, the flesh rippling with the force, jaw clamping down onto the curve of your neck ask he grunts.
“God, I’m so full! N-no more, Choso, please. I can’t take -oh! not so hard, baby- anymore. I feel like I’m going to p-pass out!”
Sleepwalker!Choso wraps his arms around you, pushing himself deeper at the same time he pulls you in closer. He holds a tit hostage, nipple pinched tightly, being rolled mercilessly, and his spare hands lays a branding bruise on your lower stomach, pushing.
You can feel him better like this, every ridge, every thrust and you grow tighter. He’s pressing down on your bladder too, increasing the pleasure inside, threatening to make you burst all over the floor.
Being so dark, you have no idea how he’s so agile and smooth in his attack, when he’s usually a stumbling, bumbling adorable mess in bed. Now you’re the mess. You surely are making one between your thighs as sticky webs of cum are stretched and broken with every back and forth of his hips.
Sleepwalker!Choso’s pummelling your poor cunt, grinding against your G-spot like he’s mapped every pleat inside your pussy. His hand lowers until two fingers are circling your sensitive clit in rapid succession.
“OH! OH! OH! OH!”
There’s a worry in the pits of your stomach that your eyes will be permanently stuck at the back of your head but it disappears immediately when your boyfriend steals your breath with messy kiss. There’s no rhyme or rhythm to his licking and sucking, he’s become completely beast-like in his movements, releasing growls and snarls as he takes from you what he wants.
Sleepwalker!Choso mumbles confessions of love into your mouth as you cum, glop glop glop still squelching out as he continues ramming into your poor, abused cunt who pulses around his cock as shockwaves vibrate through your body, sore and sensitive.
“FUCK!”
Your jaw is loose, hair a mess, clothes askew and you’re sweaty and sticky everywhere. Every inch of skin he touches tingles with the heat of his possessiveness, as if he’s marking and branding you through your body and into your soul.
Sleepwalker!Choso tenses up, grip tightening into a gasp-inducing iron-tight grasp, caging you in as he cums, balls squeezing and cock throbbing. His burning hot cum paints your insides, leaking out and dripping to the floor with the sheer amount he pours into you.
“C-choso! Not inside! Oh, s-shit!”
“Mine. Mine. Mine,” he barks against your throat, teeth scraping. Strands of hair stick to his forehead, tickling your neck.
Sleepwalker!Choso holds you up by your hips and walks on steady legs back to your bedroom. There, he lays you down gently, cock still in and bumping against your g-spot with every shuffle. He’s kissing you where he can reach as if subconsciously laying apologies on your body but you can’t begin to believe his sincerity when he’s still thrusting his softening cock inside your cunt.
All through the night, still asleep, he ruts into you, pushing orgasms after orgasms helplessly from you, even as he chases himself to mind-numbing overstimulation.
Sleepwalker!Choso blinks in exhaustion and in surprise when he finds himself supersensitive in his cock, still buried in your leaking pussy, stuffed full with his morning wood. Head between your clammy breasts, he thinks he died and went to Heaven but when he feels the sting of nails scratching his back he clambers off you with a fright.
“Oh my God! D-did I do this? W-what happened?”
Practically dead to the world, you groggily mumble, “You need to be muzzled at night.”
Sleepwalker!Choso can’t believe what he did when you explain it to him. There are tears in his eyes that you have to wipe away, assuring him it was okay, that you’re okay, and that, actually, you rather enjoyed yourself.
“You liked it? Oh.”
Laughing, you rake a hand through his soft hair. “Yeah, I did. Kinda scary but that’s what made it so hot.”
“Then, can I have some of your melatonin gummies now?”
cw: NSFW • Cam-boy • Subby Yuuji • Edging/Orgasm Denial
You know who would make an amazing cam-boy?
Yuuji Itadori
He’d be so perfect for it, his happy go lucky attitude so cute and mesmerizing on camera. His face flushing red when given a huge tip to show his big leaky cock, bashfully scratching the back of his head while more money flows.
He’s so genuine and sweet too. “Everyone really likes me like this? Thank you for calling me pretty KittyMeowMeow42, that’s really sweet of you! Oh! Thank you for the tip XXXBeasty!”
He’d thank each individual, being so honest and adorable. Even when he’s pumping a toy in and out of his ass while crying and begging his audience to take pity and let him cum~♡
He’d be so good though, because even as the money rolls in, his top tipper tells him “You can’t cum tonight.” So he stops, edges himself so hard he’s a pathetic mess on his bed, muscles damp and chest heaving while the camera catches every second.