"Please." His voice laid low in a whisper, his eyes trailing away in utter embarrassment. His fingers twitched in his lap, hair disheveled from lack of caring. For Choso there was only one thing he cared about right now and from the way you looked at him, he knew he'd have to beg for it.
The sleeves of his light tan robe fell further down his arms, showing off his pale skin. You could see the blush splatter down his neck, the pretty pink contrasting with his skin. Admiring the curves of his muscles, you crossed your legs, leaning back against your arms that supported you. The sheets of your bed shuffled a bit under your weight.
A flame burned in the corner of the room, letting the sweet aroma of lavender coat the air. Choso decided to focus on that instead of your burning look.
Drops of sweat rolled down his chest, swiping over his perky nipples only to disappear into his clothing. His chest tensed, causing the muscles to flex a bit when he heaved. His teeth grind together when the cold air of the air conditioner sparked on.
Whines broke through his lips for a moment before biting down on his bottom lip harder. The cold air caressed his nipples, only reminding Choso of what he could be doing to you right now, if only you'd let him. "Please."
Again he muttered the plea, eyes now fixated on the hands in his lap pulling at the clothing over his thighs. He sat on his knees, shuffling on the carpet to keep his stimulation to a minimum. The bulge in his pants is too visible to go back, the thought only added more red to his cheeks. Giving the mark running across his face a pink hue.
Deep pants parted from Choso's lips as he tried to gain a little control of what he was feeling. You watched, intrigued and amused by the older man. A smile graced your lips when your boyfriend's eyes squeezed shut, teeth tearing at his bottom lip. Seeing him trying so hard only made you want to tease him more.
You pushed yourself off the bed underneath you, bent as you leaned over Choso. His eyes snapped open only for him to be paralyzed by the smirk laying on your pretty lips.
The man flinched when one of your hands wrapped around his wrists. More heat spreads across his body from the contact. Your eyes never leave each others as you slowly raise his hand.
Seeing you lick your lips before parting them ever so slowly sent shivers throughout Choso's body. His eyes became dazed when he felt the warmth of your lips on his fingertips. "What are you…" Choso's words trailed off in a sluggish manner. As if he was intoxicated. The only thing keeping him from pinning this all on a dream was the throbbing of his cock.
It ached, so much so that he felt like he could cum on instinct. He could feel the stickiness of precum pressed against his thigh. His tip no doubt a pretty pink and begging to be stimulated among other parts of his body.
Lips parting as you brought his fingers close, you rolled your tongue out. That look alone made more wetness surge through Choso's underwear. When the heat of your mouth and the sloppiness of your mouth surrounded his fingers, Choso lost it.
"My love p-please don't tease me like this." Choso stuttered his plea, eyes glossy and in need. You were well aware of your boyfriend's oral fixation. How he needed to put something in his mouth whenever you guys did the deed.
Bite marks littered your shoulders, along with fading hickeys. His mouth was his biggest erogenous zone and the fact your taunting him with something he's been begging to do to you for days has him on edge.
Your supple tongue sliding between the digits made him light headed and babbling. His voice only muffled by his own tongue lolling out. Drool trailed down his chin, mixing in with the sweat gathering on the dips of his chest.
Choso felt dirty. Whether from the sweat and drool or from the overwhelming stickiness in his pants.
It doesn't stop. The wetness kept pooling in the more you sucked on his fingers, letting them shake as they poked and prodded your mouth. Your lips slid from the fingers, dragging along them until you reached the tip. Your stare lingered on Choso. His head was tossed back, hair falling undone and sticking to his neck. The top half of his robe fell, showing off the dips of his arms and shoulders. Your eyes flickered to the hard nipples laying on his chest. They were perked up and attentive, wanting any attention but you didn't want to touch them just yet.
The noticeable wet spot growing on his robe made a dark chuckle leave your lips. Your free hand clutched the belt holding his robe together at his waist. You were able to flick it open, showing a better outline of the man's cock confined to one layer of clothing.
"I wasn't trying to tease you love." Lier.
Choso eyes flickered to yours slowly, "ca-can my tongue…" Your boyfriend's embarrassment grew. "I wanna suc-k on you."
"I know, I know." You cooed sweetly, even though your next words weren't as kind. "If you let me kiss you, then you can suck on me all you want."
Choso's eyes glowed as he struggled to adjust his body on the back wall of the room. "Thank you, thank you-"
"But." You cut off, that wicked grin of yours rearing its pretty head. "You can't cum until I'm done kissing you."