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Maps….what attracted you to Caleb?

I’m pretty sure you’re Caleb behind the blog.

Hahah aaa anon (or should I say pipsqueak winkwink jk). Okay okay I love that you’re asking and I’ll try to keep it short but heeeeh here we go—

When Caleb first showed up? Honestly? Hand to heart not even joking: 1. I didn’t like him for his looks (Xav’s my type 😂). 2. I found him annoying as hell (I preferred Zayne’s kuudere vibes when I started so I mained him until Caleb launched. Yes I’m a personality slut lol). Why? Cuz Caleb was just stuffing food in my face? following me around when I just wanted to check the possible threat around the corner. Like jesuschhhrrrist go home and finish your dinner you weirdo. Too cute, too kind, too helpful. I wanted to take care of myself as the MC, not have this puppy dogging my every step. Edit: when he exploded I was like ok bye then not even joking 😂

Buuut then. Then. The trailer for his return dropped and fuck me sideways. Floored. Absolutely floored. That shift from “please let me take care of you” to “you. will. let. me. take. care. of. you” mixed with “made you this bracelet you’re the only person I want to be nice to”??? URRHHH. Instant feral obsession.

And it’s not just that; he’s fun. He’s a menace. He sucks at communicating, he’s got this wild-animal edge always lurking behind his eyes. He’s predictable and unpredictable at the same time. That devotion-turned-obsession? Deeeeeelicious. He’s complex in ways I didn’t expect from appleboi and I love that.

To sum it up: Caleb’s the soft yandere I’ve always wanted in my life. Perfect little blend of brat, menace, cute and obsession. And he’s obviously horni: YES BE MEAN

Tell me what got you hooked on him, if you want to~ because I love hearing how other people clicked with him. And thank you for saying you like my take on him, aaa it makes me so happy hehe

Maps 🫶🏻

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Do you think Caleb would slap our ass to wake us up or be all goeey.

Dude wakes up at 6:30 to exercise my ass could never.

Imagine he sees us sleeping and needs to wake us up.

My brain exploded… thank you anon. Here’s some smut (18+ stuff incoming):

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Anon listen. Caleb’s 100% letting you sleep if you wanna sleep longer. He’ll sneak out at 6:30, go for his run, do his lil workout routine. No problem.

…but lord have mercy if you’re still asleep when he gets back. Dude’s full of dopamine, endorphins, sweat, and yeah—fuckin rock hard the second he sees you curled up in bed like that.

All sweaty, cages you in with his arms, body heat suffocating, sweat dripping down on your face. Panting like a dog right over you.

Smirk curling his lips as he leans down:

“You little sleepyhead… what, you waiting for me to do all the work…?”

So congrats. You’ve just earned yourself a morning shower fuck. No alarm clock needed when you’ve got this horni boi around.

Water runs hot over both of you. Tongue already messy between your thighs. One hand holds you open, the other pins your hip. You’re still groggy, but his name slips out. You feel him smile against you, and then he just looks up at you with those stupidstupidstuuupid puppy eyes, mouth shiny as hell.

“Awh… look who finally decided to wake up… mornin’, pipsqueak.”

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Let’s feast(:

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Mapsmapsmaps i hope you've been alright🫶

So i was just sending the snowman stickers to caleb and his replies actually left me in SHOCK like caleb you could NOT be more obvious.

What dyou think his actual reaction would be like?👁👁 (aside from his cold replies)

Oh hiiiii @zukini-01 🥹 I’m doing fine, I’m dealing with life but hanging out here with you guys really cheers me up 🫶🏻

Bruhhh the replies are 💀 I COULD NEVER (jk I’ve done it myself hahaha rip caleb). Anyway, I’m guessing you want a take on what’s going through his head when you’re not using his emoji’s/stickers… you’re actually using someone else’s??! (Please let me know if I misunderstood ya!)

Anyway: this boiii is crashing hard. Like h.a.r.d.

And the funny thing to me is that it just proves how freaking childish he is, and how terrible he is at actually communicating like an adult. He’s obviously hurt, but instead of saying anything, his instinct is to flee… hide your chat, go work, stew…

But he’s not fooling me! You and I both know what’s really going on: he’s biting his nails, freaking out at the thought of you texting someone else. Because obviously you didn’t get those emoji’s from him. You got them from somebody else.

So there he is. Gnawing at his lip, staring at his phone, debating sending something like “…who sent you that emoji” before deleting it and sulking harder.

And maybe—maaaaybe—he realizes it’s kinda stupid of him to expect you to only talk to him… even if you are the only one he’d ever talk nicely to. Ever. (Except gran maybe but he even insisted on getting her to a nursing home lolol) Which just makes it hit harder. That thought of you entertaining yourself in someone else’s company? That someone else made you smile the way he wants to? Ouccchhh. That’s the real gut punch for appleboi.

But eventually… He caves. He can’t help it. He blurts it out, all pouty when you’re curled up against him:

“…don’t use other people’s emoji’s, pipsqueak. Just mine…p-please?”

Eyes like he’s begging for scraps lol. He nuzzles your cheek, thumb brushing your phone screen until your emoji keyboard opens. Points at his set.

“These ones. Always these ones. That way I’ll know it’s just us. Okay? Okay.”

On that note I got this earlier this evening lololol:

Someone ask me for the smutty version of this because it’s bubbling in the brainzzz

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Heheheh i just gotta pass this on cuz dog logic is so funny to me: must stay in shade outside instead of going inside where there is air conditioning

Why are dogs so silly 😆

Oh lord 🥲😂 bless him! My dog got so feral on a poor little frog on our hike today and she started barking and tried to eat it! Like leave that poor froggo alone you silly doggo

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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God maps how do you think Caleb would react if we got injured

Ok so anon you have awakened the fangirl beast inside me. I apologize in advance. Iiiihhhhh I had so much fun writing this you have no idea

Injured? Just another excuse to be close to you

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Here’s the thing: Caleb’s used to taking care of you. You grew up together so ofc he is. But have you heard the desperation in his voice whenever you take a proper hit in combat? The way it sharpens into a “GET BEHIND ME!!” That’s not strategy… That’s panic. That’s fear. That’s his whole world, his universe, his 42 teetering for a second

So my thought is that if it’s minor, he plays it off. Happy even, because it gives him an excuse to fuss over you… Bandaid wrapped around your finger, a soft kiss to your scraped knee, maybe even teasing you a little just to see you pout. It scratches his caretaker itch without scaring him and he loves touching you tenderly like that.

Loooord help you (escape) if it’s more serious. A broken arm, a bad fall off your bike, any injury that leaves you bruised and limping a lil. Roboboi unravels. If he wasn’t there when it happened? He blames himself. One.hundred.percent. Puppy eyes like he’s betrayed you. He should have been there to shield you. The good ol’ I had one job and I failed flashing in his eyes. Cue Jinshi eyes when Maomao take a hit:

And from that point on? Forget your own apartment. You’re moving into Skyhaven until further notice. He won’t say it like that, but suddenly you’re a resident under appleboi house arrest. Won’t leave your side, not until you’re fully healed. You can protest all you want. Say it’s “just a broken arm” and/o r “I’ll heal fine”.

But Caleb’s already decided. And when Caleb decides, that’s it.

In other words: You’re grounded. Permanently attached to his couch. Expect to be carried to bed(:

Which means: foot massages. Him tucking blankets around you. Switches to service top and maxes it out. He hears you sigh and he’s already there with water and painkillers. And he’s so annoyingly sweet about it you can’t even be mad lol

But heeeh the yandere edge slips in quiet and so so sooo soooft:

“You can’t leave yet, pips… you’re still bruised.”

“Love… Don’t push it—let me do it for you.”

“Awwh don’t pout, pips. Be good, and I’ll even let you pick the movie while I ice your arm.”

He makes you feel like it would actually hurt him more if you didn’t let him take care of you. Mindfucks you into thinking an act of independence is the real cruelty (which is true for him lol)

And under all that obsessive sweetness is the truth: Caleb can’t stand the thought of you in pain. So if he has to, he’ll lock the world out and keep you wrapped up in him until you’re whole again. Pressing morse code into your palm as he nuzzles your neck:

.. / .-.. — ��- . / -.– — .. —

I love you.

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I started thinking about Xav and honestly I’m not even sure he’d notice if you stole his shirt—

You get home from work together, both ditching your work fits. Instead of grabbing your lounge set, you throw on the shirt he just took off the second he turns around.

“Oh… new shirt? Don’t think I’ve seen you in that one before.” Tilts his head, blinks, smiles soft. “Bit too big, maybe. But… you look good in everything, so…”

He kisses your cheek on the way past. Shirt’s still on you.

Still doesn’t click.

Stealing Sylus’ shirt

Ok so I wrote this for Caleb and started thinking about Sylus and @blessdunrest asked for a full hc. So here you go:

Imagine you both have to get up early. He’s still half-buried in the sheets, sulking because this is prime sleeping time (he basically just fell asleep). You’re like I’ll make us coffee and he just groans, uuugh yeah… I’ll be up.

You grab whatever’s closest—aka his shirt—soft with wear and smelling like sandalwood and whatever dark cologne he’s into. Pull it over your head, sleeves swallowing your hands. Wander to the kitchen, start making two mugs.

A few minutes later, he shuffles in looking like the cat dragged him in… and then stops dead. Squints. Smirks.

Starts stripping out of his pj’s, eyes locked on you the whole time

You’re blushing like “oh wow hi uh good morning…?” passing him his mug.

“Mooorning, dear.” Strolls past like nothing’s weird. Naked. Yup. Whole-ass Greek statue in your kitchen… except it talks.

He leans on the counter next to you, tilts his head, does the slow once-over, lips quirking.

“Brr… kinda chilly in here? …No? Just me? Damn. Wish I had something to wear…”

He props himself up on one elbow against the counter, head in hand, smiling at you. That fucking knowing smile.

You look down at yourself. His grin gets bigger.

“… Guess I’ll have to go to my appointment naked… can’t find my shirt anywhere. You wouldn’t happen to know where it is, would you?”

Sips coffee. Still staring.

You’re like “uhhh… well I just—”

“No? Guess I should check the bedroom”

Next thing you know, you’re over his shoulder, he’s still holding his mug, and you’re on the express route back to bed

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‧⋆ ✧˚ Calling Sylus bestie mid-fuck

Had an intrusive thought while hiking. Luckily it didn’t spiral (tho Caleb’s face in the same situation is still haunting me), but Sylus? Yeah. His just burned its way straight through the good ol neurons. Fem!reader muah this is silly I know

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So here you are getting absolutely wrecked by Sylus. He’s got you folded, pinned, rail-mounted on his cock. Moans low, cadence fucking perrrrrfect—he knows exactly what he’s doing to you.

And then—you do it. You decide to be a menace. You moan out:

“Fuckkk—bestie…”

Silence. His thrust stutters. For half a second, you think you broke him. You open one eye. His head tilts. One brow arches. And then he smiles. Like a predator spotting something new to play with.

“… Bestie, hmm?” His voice drops, leans down, tongue brushing your ear. “Awh kitten… I don’t usually fuck my friends. You’re such a lucky little thing...”

You try to giggle. Try to get away with it. Too late. He laughs—low, chest-shaking and cruel. Flips you on top of him, hips slam hard up into you, the shock cutting your giggle into a yelp

“What does that make your cunt, kitten? A friendship bracelet?” He tilts his head again, amused by your nerve. “Show me, then.”

He pauses, thumb pressing past your lips, smirk sharpening as your mouth stretches around it.

“Ohhh…” his chuckle is cruel, velvet smooth. “I think I just found another bracelet. Let your bestie down your throat.” His thumb strokes your tongue, eyes burning. “Don’t get shyy now… Say it again— watch what happens when your bestie fucks you dumb.”

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BYEEEE rip my brain

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Maps helloooo!!! How ya doin', hope your day is going smoothly :3

I need some certified Caleb advice from you, the amazing Caleb writer™.

I'm trying to write a dog fic with Caleb (yes, featuring a Scout lol) and I have no idea how to go about it. Eventually want to get to the point where the doggo loves Caleb more than you (the traitor!!). Is the Caleb the goof who loves doggo at first sight? Or do you think he starts off jealous that he has to share his time with you now that a doggo has entered the picture? Any other thoughts?? 😂

Hiiiiii ooohhh you tease @blessdunrest!!! You know I’m gonna beg for a tag in that lil fic you got going. (Pleasepleasplease 🥺)

Now listen, this is a very good question because I reckon Caleb would get a bit intimidated if you suddenly brought a dog home. Like he’d probably go “…so that’s it, huh? First I was your pup, now he/she is?” Sulksulksulk

But here’s the sweetener: Caleb is 99% more likely to get up earlier than you (unless you’re up at like 04:30am). Which means cutiepie Scout’s first daily greeting is Caleb going out for hid morning run—and being the pleasing lil pup he is, he’d ofc take Scout along so you don’t have to walk him first thing when you wake up. So when you get up, Scout is already fed, hydrated, and has jogged 10km(6,21 milesfor all my followers who dont use the superior metric system… I had to look it up) with Caleb.

Caleb would absolutely say something like this to Scout mid-run: “Alright, Scout, deal’s a deal” *pant* “I tire you out, you give me two hours alone with her.”

Then later when Caleb actually PR’d the shit out of his 10k run: “…don’t tell her I said this, but… you’re a good boy.”

It’s basically enemies-to-lovers between them, cuz Caleb just wants to hang out with you in peace, so he tires Scout out so he can have you to himself FOR ONCE (cue vore by sleep token). Slowly, he realises this dog is actually a good companion—and Scout realises Caleb is actually okay at walkies/runs.

Caleb reacting when Scout whines outside the bedroom while appleboi trying to get frisky. Caleb’s like, “awh, pips… he’s so lonely… we gotta let him in,” and you’re like, “WHAT, no please” Cut to seggs being cut short, cue dog cuddle pile in bed.

Honestly, it’s an honor to even be asked this question aaaa! Yes, thank you, I will now dedicate my entire brain to Caleb best buds with a cute dog.

Alos: Can you tag me in tiramisu, if you continue it? I tried to look for it but I’m dumb.

Have a lovely day 🫶🏻

[mapsthewanderer]

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Details: 700 words. Skaterboi Caleb (or sk8ter boi if you will) has been plaguing my brain the last few days, so I wrote this to ease my own suffering. Honestly this might be a millennial-core brainrot thing I dunno lol

Features: gn!reader x Caleb. lollipop sucking, public grinding, huuuungry Caleb. 18+ stuff mdni pleasenthanku

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Skaterboi Caleb | smut

Hoodie over his head, red bull in hand, loose, beat-up jeans slung low on his hips, low enough that his boxers show whenever he bends down to fix his board. Lollipop in his mouth, lazy grin, bangs brushing into his eyes no matter how many times he shakes his head.

And you show up at sunset with your friends, pretending you’re just “passing by”. You’d promised yourself you weren’t gonna get sucked into watching him again… but there you are. And he knows. Of course he knows. Smirks the second he catches you watching, winks right as he lands some trick that has your friends poking you, squealing like you’re all sixteen again like oh my god!! Aaaaaaa he’s looking right at you?!?? Which would be cute if you weren’t an actual adult who should know better.

He bites his lip like a total showoff—just because he knows your eyes are on him. Then he slides off the board smooth as hell, kicks it up, catches it one-handed.

Walks over, “offers” you the lollipop. Not in a casual way—nooope. In the most shameless suck it after me way, smirk tugging at his lips like he knows you can’t say no.

“Whaaat? Too dirty for you? Thought you liked sweet things.”

Pops it back inside his mouth. Your friends squeal in your ear, but Caleb? He isn’t even looking at them. He leans back against the fence with that full-body slouch, eyes locked only on you. That once-over look that burns right through you. Everyone else is just background noise.

His tongue pressed to the inside of his cheek like he’s deciding something. Then, without a word, he pushes off, drops his board to the ground, steps on, and rolls away slow. Real lazy. Jerks his chin for you to follow.

Your friends squeal again, but you’re already moving—like you even have a choice. Caleb doesn’t look back to see if you’ll keep up. He knows you will.

Down the street, away from the park lights, hoodie half-off his shoulder, sweat darkening the collar. He slows just enough for you to catch up, orange light catching in his bangs, smirks sideways at you.

“C’mon… Don’t act like you weren’t staring…”

Still sucking on that lollipop. Still smug as hell. Steps off the board, flips it up, catches it. Pulls out the lollipop with a pop and slides it between your lips without asking. Watching. Waiting. “Hmm… Wanna try again…?”

And the way his grin sharpens when you actually suck it? Yeah… he’s gone.

He presses you up against a brick wall, board clattering to the ground. Hoodie brushing your cheek as he leans down, lips sticky-sweet and tasting like cherry candy and red bull.

“Knew you’d come watch me.” he mumbles against your mouth, licking at your lips.

He bites your bottom lip—harddd. Just to hear you whine. Just to prove he’s right. You don’t even get the chance to take the lollipop out before his mouth’s all over yours—messy, greedy, all teeth and tongue like he’s been waiting the whole damn session just for this.

His palms slapping flat beside your head before one slides down to grab your hip. His jeans hang so low they threaten to slide off completely, waistband of his boxers peeking with every grind forward. Laughing into your mouth every time you gasp.

“Don’t play dumb…” he groans, sucking your bottom lip until spit slicks your chin. “Hhhhn—shit… feel that? That’s all you.”

You try to shove his shoulder, tell him someone might see, but he just barks out a laugh, forehead knocking into yours.

“So? What—like it’s a secret? Already told ‘em you’re mine.”

And then he’s rutting against you, hoodie sleeve dragging up your thigh as his hips stutter against you. One hand shoves into your back pocket, the other pushes into your hair, tugging your head back so he can bite your throat.

Caleb whines, hips rutting helplessly. “P-please—fuck—lemme in, lemme taste it with you again—” he groans, grinding harder, “—wanna lick inside your mouth ‘round the candy, swear I’ll be good.”

Fuck it’s so messy. Tongues sliding around the same candy, drool and red slick spilling between you, dripping down your chin as you share the lollipop. He moans into your mouth, desperate, sucking at the candy and you at the same time like he can’t decide what’s sweeter.

And when you finally yank the lollipop from your mouth and shove it into his mouth?

He freezes, blinks, then lets out the dirtiest laugh you’ve ever heard—lollipop stick clacking against his teeth. “Yeah, okay,” he pants, grinning against your jaw.

“Now you’re just showing off.”

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[mapsthewanderer]

HE’S SO MESSY BUT I KINDA LOVE HIM?!?!?! SHOW ME THOSE PRETTY WHITE JAAAAWS

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Wip. I tried my own take on the thigh tingy. He’s a slurping boy. You know where that mecha hand is. whoooops

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Maps rambles - The LADS boys in the climbing gym

I’ve been a lot climbing all week (because my brain is a mess and holds make it shut up) and now all I can think about is the boys as climbers?

Like just imagine Xavier at the kilterboard. Dude’s STRUGGLING with the app, you know he is. Standing there glaring at the lights, muttering about the “interface” while you’re just like bruh it’s literally two taps. He’s a good climber, but he has zero ambition to get great. He just likes hanging at the gym and choosing the music. One time he picked moonlight sonata and Caleb was just about to hit a crux… it threw appleboi off so bad he took a fall. Xavier got chalk dumped down his hoodie after that.

Rafa??? Boulder god. Took him like 4 months to get over his fear of heights (Caleb literally bullied him with evol until he did). Now he’s this absolute monster on overhangs (I’m thinking a magnus midtbø style for Raf, super explosive), throwing dynos, doing campus board shit just because he can. Complains CONSTANTLY about how the chalk dries him out. Staring at his hands like “ugh, my nails… my skin WHAT USED TO BE MY SKIN CUUUTIE!! … this is inhumane.” Won’t shut up about it. Still somehow flashes V7 urgh

Sylus tho… oh my god. BEST belayer known to man. Like everyone’s go-to. You’re halfway up a route about to panic, and he’s just down there feeding you rope, calling out in the calmest voice like “left foot higher, you’ve got it” and suddenly you do got itttt iiiih. Also if you’re doing toprope he’ll sit in his harness or step a bit further back to lift you in place so you’ll be able to do the move hihihi. He always double-checks your knot without making you feel dumb. Just a little “mm, good” under his breath and it makes your stomach flip… no wonder he’s the go-to belayer lol

Caleb’s a shirt tossing doof like magnus. Zayne rolls his eyes every time.

But like Zayne + Caleb… are you kidding me?. Those two would be the most intense enemies to lovers bromance the gym has ever seen. Straight-up chest bumping after sends, yelling encouragements but in that “if you don’t finish this problem I’ll clown you forever” way. They’d push each other into god tier (adam ondra tier iykyk), no question. They don’t even have skin on their hands anymore and are calling Raf a big pusspuss. Sylus is just chilling on the floor with lukewarm coffee while you’re figuring out the moves for the next route together. And Xavier? He flops down from the kilterboard, already asking you to help him change the route again.

Honestly idk how big the lads x climbing community even is (me and @blessdunrest confirmed, anyone else?? hello??) but now I’ve got the itch to write it out because my brain refuses to let me live.

[mapsthewanderer]

⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄

Details: 700 words. Skaterboi Caleb (or sk8ter boi if you will) has been plaguing my brain the last few days, so I wrote this to ease my own suffering. Honestly this might be a millennial-core brainrot thing I dunno lol

Features: gn!reader x Caleb. lollipop sucking, public grinding, huuuungry Caleb. 18+ stuff mdni pleasenthanku

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Skaterboi Caleb | smut

Hoodie over his head, red bull in hand, loose, beat-up jeans slung low on his hips, low enough that his boxers show whenever he bends down to fix his board. Lollipop in his mouth, lazy grin, bangs brushing into his eyes no matter how many times he shakes his head.

And you show up at sunset with your friends, pretending you’re just “passing by”. You’d promised yourself you weren’t gonna get sucked into watching him again… but there you are. And he knows. Of course he knows. Smirks the second he catches you watching, winks right as he lands some trick that has your friends poking you, squealing like you’re all sixteen again like oh my god!! Aaaaaaa he’s looking right at you?!?? Which would be cute if you weren’t an actual adult who should know better.

He bites his lip like a total showoff—just because he knows your eyes are on him. Then he slides off the board smooth as hell, kicks it up, catches it one-handed.

Walks over, “offers” you the lollipop. Not in a casual way—nooope. In the most shameless suck it after me way, smirk tugging at his lips like he knows you can’t say no.

“Whaaat? Too dirty for you? Thought you liked sweet things.”

Pops it back inside his mouth. Your friends squeal in your ear, but Caleb? He isn’t even looking at them. He leans back against the fence with that full-body slouch, eyes locked only on you. That once-over look that burns right through you. Everyone else is just background noise.

His tongue pressed to the inside of his cheek like he’s deciding something. Then, without a word, he pushes off, drops his board to the ground, steps on, and rolls away slow. Real lazy. Jerks his chin for you to follow.

Your friends squeal again, but you’re already moving—like you even have a choice. Caleb doesn’t look back to see if you’ll keep up. He knows you will.

Down the street, away from the park lights, hoodie half-off his shoulder, sweat darkening the collar. He slows just enough for you to catch up, orange light catching in his bangs, smirks sideways at you.

“C’mon… Don’t act like you weren’t staring…”

Still sucking on that lollipop. Still smug as hell. Steps off the board, flips it up, catches it. Pulls out the lollipop with a pop and slides it between your lips without asking. Watching. Waiting. “Hmm… Wanna try again…?”

And the way his grin sharpens when you actually suck it? Yeah… he’s gone.

He presses you up against a brick wall, board clattering to the ground. Hoodie brushing your cheek as he leans down, lips sticky-sweet and tasting like cherry candy and red bull.

“Knew you’d come watch me.” he mumbles against your mouth, licking at your lips.

He bites your bottom lip—harddd. Just to hear you whine. Just to prove he’s right. You don’t even get the chance to take the lollipop out before his mouth’s all over yours—messy, greedy, all teeth and tongue like he’s been waiting the whole damn session just for this.

His palms slapping flat beside your head before one slides down to grab your hip. His jeans hang so low they threaten to slide off completely, waistband of his boxers peeking with every grind forward. Laughing into your mouth every time you gasp.

“Don’t play dumb…” he groans, sucking your bottom lip until spit slicks your chin. “Hhhhn—shit… feel that? That’s all you.”

You try to shove his shoulder, tell him someone might see, but he just barks out a laugh, forehead knocking into yours.

“So? What—like it’s a secret? Already told ‘em you’re mine.”

And then he’s rutting against you, hoodie sleeve dragging up your thigh as his hips stutter against you. One hand shoves into your back pocket, the other pushes into your hair, tugging your head back so he can bite your throat.

Caleb whines, hips rutting helplessly. “P-please—fuck—lemme in, lemme taste it with you again—” he groans, grinding harder, “—wanna lick inside your mouth ‘round the candy, swear I’ll be good.”

Fuck it’s so messy. Tongues sliding around the same candy, drool and red slick spilling between you, dripping down your chin as you share the lollipop. He moans into your mouth, desperate, sucking at the candy and you at the same time like he can’t decide what’s sweeter.

And when you finally yank the lollipop from your mouth and shove it into his mouth?

He freezes, blinks, then lets out the dirtiest laugh you’ve ever heard—lollipop stick clacking against his teeth. “Yeah, okay,” he pants, grinning against your jaw.

“Now you’re just showing off.”

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[mapsthewanderer]

Started playing around with watercolor and rendering in procreate (long haired Caleb as a reference). I’m kinda obsessed and I don’t know why lol it’s so messy