Guys - I Really, Really, Really, Really, Really, Really, Really, Really, Really, Really, Really, Really,

guys ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১ i really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, REALLY love choso

sucking that bulge through his underwear because i know he smells so fucking good and he trims so well. sloppiest, messiest, soul sucking head. want to choke oh his cock

≡ should we kiss ?

includes : asking bestfriend!tr boys for a kiss, fluff, suggestive, hinting for something more???

notes: haven’t posted in a while! I’ve have so many whips but I can’t finish them AGH!

ken <𝟑

You’ve been hovering around Ken for hours. He said you guys would go check out that new fast food place that opened near his work. But he’s been tinkering with his bike ever since. You don’t know why you think of this and you don’t know why you tell him, but you do. You sigh for the millionth time and he smiles. “I’m almost done, I know you’re hungry.” He screws another bolt. “It’s not that.” He quirks a brow, “Then what is it?” You get up from your spot and plop down next to him, your hands resting on your knees. “Can I kiss you?” To his dismay, his cheeks redden every passing second so he turns away. “No!” He yells the tips of his ears and the nape of his neck flush red as well. “Jeez, you’d think since you’ve been raised in a brothel these things wouldn’t affect you.” You roll your eyes and he glances at you. Your lips are pulled in a pout and he can’t deny that they look so plump, so kissable. “Fine.” He mumbles, you hear him, but you tease him. “What was that?” You lean closer. “For fucks sake, I said fine.” He turns to you. He’s embarrassed but he looks cute like this. You lean in and place a peck on his lips, smiling against them. You pull away and smile widely again. “Can we go eat now?” “Y-Yea.”

takashi <𝟑

Takashi was your comfort person. In no way did you ever not feel safe around him or protected. He always attended to your needs and no matter how busy his schedule was, he always made time for you. As you walk into his studio, you’re rethinking everything all over again. However, when his eyes meet yours, your thoughts dissipate. At the sight of you, he immediately lightens up. He gets up quickly making his way towards you. “Hey you, I missed you.” He goes in for a hug, to which you gladly return. “I did too.” You smile and he gazes down at you with love . “Can you do me a favor?” You begin to blush and this interests him. “Of course, what is it.” His hands have drifted down, now clasped in yours, rubbing his thumb along your knuckles. Maybe it was a little touchy for two best friends but neither of you minded it. “Can we kiss? I-I wanna practice, it’s been a while ya know?” You look down and he grins, it's a little unsettling. He seems amused and playful. “As long as you don’t kiss anyone else.” He whispers and when you’re about to question him, he kisses you. His lips are soft and he holds the nape of your neck with such gentleness. His lips move slow and agonizing against yours, leaving you wanting more. That’s when you feel his tongue prod at your lips making you jump back. “Takashi!” You squeal, red as a tomato. He laughs, swinging your intertwined hands, satisfied.

manjiro <𝟑

Now Manjiro has been your best friend for as long as you remember. Despite him going through a lot he had his moments where he’d be relaxed and not so monotone. Manjiro was a playful person at heart, you wanted to do something to bring it out. You just wanted to get a reaction out of him. See his face when you popped the question. The moment he sees you he sighs in relief. “Finally you’re here let’s go eat.” He moves to grab your hand and lead you out but you stop him. He turns around a little irked. “What?” He’s close to pouting. “Can I have a kiss?” You pucker your lips and he blinks. You didn’t even have enough time to register his lips on yours, the shock had you on autopilot. When he pulls away, you’re blushing. “You kissed me.” You say breathlessly. His brows furrow. “Yeah I was wondering when you’d finally ask me.” You’re still confused. However, he stands up straight, looking genuinely confused. “Are we not dating?” He blinks and your jaw drops. “D-Dating? You never asked me out? You never told me you liked me!” You flush and a small blush forms on his cheeks as well, more out of shame. “Shit, well I don’t know. Let’s go talk about this when we’re eating.” He rushes out, pulling you along with him. You both had a lot to talk about.

haruchiyo <𝟑

The line between best friends and something more was definitely thin for you and Haruchiyo. At least he’d make it thin. All of the time he’d make teasing remarks, and be touchy with you. You never questioned anything because you were comfortable with him. However, there was definitely something more. There had to be right? Why else does he stare at you with such admiration while you’re doing mundane tasks? You’re over at his house as he’s editing a YouTube video of his. You had just made him snacks and go to place them on his table. “Eat something, it’s been hours.” You swear you can see his eyes twinkle as he stares at you. Then your eyes glance at his lips, so pink and a little chapped. He notices your staring and blushes yet his brows rise. You bite your lip and break your gaze but he isn’t backing down. “Hey.” He calls out and you look at him again. Your mouth moves before you can think. “Can I kiss you?” He doesn’t hesitate with his answer. He pulls you towards him, straddling his lap. His hands rest on your waist as your lips connect, the both of you fitting like a perfect puzzle piece. Your hands embrace his cheeks, pulling him impossibly closer. It was a needy kiss like the both of you had been waiting for this moment. And maybe you both were.

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𝐎𝐍𝐈 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍 👉🏻👈🏻

𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐨 𝐊𝐚𝐦𝐨 🖤

cw ꪆ୧ m and f masturbation, perv roommate choso

hot and bothered at the thought of almost falling asleep on the couch — you’re on your tummy, left arm under a blue cushion, right hand rubbing circles onto your clothed pussy. your movements are drowsy, but you’re so incredibly horny.

your roommate, kamo choso, leaves his room in that instant. quietly opens his door because he is so considerate. you might already be asleep, after all. he doesn’t want to bother you by grabbing a midnight snack.

when he sees you on the couch, face dimly lit and contorted in pleasure, hand in between you thighs, he gets incredibly turned on. and because he is so considerate, he quietly watches while palming his dick. he doesn’t want to interrupt, right? you’re in the middle of trying to reach your high.

so, he stands there — hand shoved into his grey sweatpants, nipples hard under his black compression shirt.

your little moans and whimpers make him leak pre-cum. slide his hand up and down his hard cock a little faster. faster, faster, faster.

you turn on your back, spread your legs wider. insert a finger, grope your breast. moan sinfully.

he’s about to come in his pants.

“cho-choso, i need you so bad.”

fucking hell. do you know he’s there? everything in the apartment is dark, except the lamp by your side. he was quiet.

you can’t possibly know he’s there, right?

you thrust your hips up into your hand (how he wishes that was his hand, his cock, his tongue) and breathe heavily, but try to be as silent as possible.

how awkward would it be if your roommate found out about your little crush on him? that you masturbate to the thought of him fucking you senseless? of holding your hips with his big, veiny hands? or that you imagine what his kisses are like, what his tongue must be like shoved down your throat.

when you come, you make the prettiest face.

your roommate makes sure to engrave it into his mind.

he waits until you fall asleep on your side, face buried in a cushion, before going back into his room to jerk off to the thought of you again.