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In Another Universe

notes: caleb x reader, fluff, slight angst

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The balmy days of late summer restored a euphoric ambience around you. The cozy feeling at home was like the fresh envelope of wind you’d feel in lively grasslands. But you weren’t relaxing—you’d been wanting to clean up the house. Oddly enough, it didn’t feel tiring. It felt enjoyable. Because Caleb was with you.

After finishing, both of you changed into homey outfits. You’d been a bit more silent than usual.

“What’s been on your mind, pipsqueak? You kept zoning out,” Caleb asked, settling beside you on the sofa, a towel over his shoulders, his hair still slightly damp.

“I’ve been thinking I want to do something more. I don’t want to just laze around, but I also don’t want anything too draining. And we haven’t done anything fun together like we used to. Maybe today we can!”

Caleb listened closely. After a moment, he rested his chin on his hand, thinking.

“Hmm… not too boring, not too wild… how about—journaling? With the photos we found today,” he suggested.

“That sounds so fun! Didn’t know this dummy could come up with such ideas…” you grinned.

“That’s ‘cause I’m your dummy.” He shrugged, standing up.

“Good that we cleaned today,” you mumbled, retrieving a box of journaling items from beneath the ottoman. While tidying, you’d found a stash of unused stationery in one of the cupboards—probably bought for your daily planner but never used. There was also a spare, blank notebook. It smelled faintly of brittle paper and aging glue, seasoned with stillness. Caleb brought the pictures—some sepia-toned, curled at the edges, timeless in their wear.

You both settled on the carpeted floor in front of the sofa. Handing Caleb the notebook, you told him to go first. He placed it on his lap and started writing. Curious, you scooted closer and read aloud:

‘In another universe, we grew up hand-in-hand, happy under Grandma Josephine’s care, you teasing me beneath floating skies and nothing bad ever happened to us.’

“Okay, angsty lover boy. That was a foul start,” you said, folding your arms and squinting.

“But I’m still glad you’re here with me right now,” he beamed, tilting his head.

You whispered a soft “Me too.” Caleb then pasted a photo of you both—where you were grinning at the camera and he was looking at you—above his words, adding brownish tape to the edges. He handed the notebook to you.

“Your turn, pipsqueak.”

“Since you decided to be angsty, I’ll do the same,” you said, starting to write on the other page:

‘In another universe, our eyes meet across a bar, we cross paths in a crowd, collide in a quiet aisle. No matter the world, we always find each other.’

“This isn’t as angsty as yours…but it sounds like a promise,” you murmured. It felt sacred and soft—like you and Caleb were destined to meet in every lifetime.

Caleb noticed your quiet gaze on your own words.

“Oh, we will. And if we don’t, I’ll personally tweak the universe to bring us together,” he said, loyalty dripping from his voice.

“So dramatic.” You laughed under your breath, but the warmth in your chest lingered. You leaned your head on his shoulder, the notebook resting between you both—pages still open, as if waiting for the next universe to be written.

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A plane fact to remember.

Summary: It started when he gave you a random plane fact, and ended with you a shivering mess in his arms as he bullied your cunt. Calebs random facts had always been a part of your life, but now, it was different.

Pairing: Plane Nerd Caleb x Reader

WC: 1.2k

Warnings: SMUT, 18+ ONLY, Mean caleb, a little dumbification, Improper use of evol, orgasm control, edging, cockwarming, light sub/dom vibes, writer doesn't know fuck all about planes so google is my co-writer, fem nicknames, use of pipsqueak

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It had started innocently enough, leaning on the counter of Caleb's home in Skyhaven. He was making lemonade, chatting easily about your recent missions and his flights – you’d mentioned in passing that he never seemed to complain about turbulence, something that recently had made you nauseous on your long-haul flight. He’d raised an eyebrow at that

“Well, yeah, pips, it's easier to avoid it in a military or private jet. We don’t gotta follow the flight paths and can fly higher to avoid it. It ain’t much of an issue at 40,000ft.”

He laughed, but your eyes widened. It had been years since Caleb had spoken of his interests, his love for planes, and the weird facts he would spurt out. You still remember the first time he had told you planes could easily run on one engine – how that fact made your tiny mind explode. How could something as big as a plane still fly safely with only one engine?!

You missed it, and so, you told him that.

What you didn’t expect was to end up in his lap, his cock pushed between your pussys lips as he made you sit there. You weren’t allowed to move; you knew better than that  - no matter how much friction you craved, you just had to take it. His cock felt amazing, it pushed against every nerve in the perfect way, as if just like its owner it knew all the best ways to pleasure you. His nails ran up and down your sides, head tilting with a teasing smirk.

“So plane facts then, let's make this fun, sweetheart. Your gonna sit here, all pretty on my cock and memorise everything I tell you.. if you get my questions right at the end.. ill let you cum. Okay?”

You nodded eagerly, not really thinking about what he was saying – it didn’t matter when he was inside you and not moving. Your mind was already fraying at the edges with pure need, a pure desire to feel him move, and if nodding would make that happen quicker than so be it. You only realised you may have fucked up when he leant back against the couch cushions, hands on your hips.

“Let's see.. Oh, I know. A commercial jet cruises at around 575  miles per hour – that's 75% the speed of light, pips!-“

He spoke quickly, hands slipping off your hips and flying around in the air as he spoke, making movements like a plane moving quickly. The way his eyes lit up and the smile that tugged on his lips were enough to distract you from your need for a moment.

“- it could cross the Atlantic Ocean in about 7 hours! That’s why I can get to Linkon and back so quickly.”

Always the tease, he knew what to say to fluster you and make you smile. He had made a habit of visiting you randomly, and now you knew why; it’s just because he could quickly. Lost in thought, you didn’t notice his hands moving again until they cupped your breasts, tugging on a nipple gently and making you gasp.

“Earth to pipsqueak, I haven’t finished yet. Keep listening.”

A quick nod and he was off again, yet this time, the glint in his eyes seemed more evil than playful.

“Let me tell you about the cockpit then.. You know, we don’t start planes with key fobs like you do cars. We gotta use the ignition control – basically a series of switches. They have 5 positions on them..”

His hands landed on your hips as he smirked

“First is off, like this, yeah?”

You felt him tug you left, dick finally moving – a sharp moan breaking free from your throat at the feeling.

“Then we have left.. and let's not forget right”

You were tugged right before you could recover, mouth falling open in another moan as he laughed cruelly.

“Both..”

He shifted you left and right quickly, pressing against every nerve perfectly. Your clit rubbed against him, leaving a sticky mess in its wake. Neither of you cared enough to stop, he kept shifting you until he spoke again

“and finally start.”

You felt the familiar tingling of his Evol, eyes widening as he lifted you up and down against his length. Sat back against the pillows with his arms crossed and a knowing smirk on his face – you looked blissed out, too far gone from finally getting the stimulation you craved to hear him finish his facts. You whined when his Evol pulled you down sharply again – holding you in place.

“Okay then.. time for Caleb's quiz, sweet girl.”

Your eyes widened as he asked his questions, the first few you got right and he rewarded you. A finger on your clit, stimulating you in a way that felt so good but, just wasn’t enough, he was playing your body like a fiddle. Make you desperate for him and only him.

It was only when you started to mess up that things became.. mean.

“Nuhu, naughty pipsqueak. The temperature drops to negative fifty degrees Celsius not 30.  Remember, it’s because the engine compresses air more effectively, burning less fuel.”

His fingers stopped moving as he spoke, eyes hardening. You felt tears threaten to spill as he stopped, the friction you so desperately needed gone – you had been so close. Your orgasm was just a little push away, and now it was torn from your grasp.

“Aww, sweet girl, no, don’t cry. I should have known Pipsqueak can’t answer my questions... always disappointing me.. What should I do about that?”

He changed positions, so you were against the couch, hips moving slowly as he pretended to think. The friction was nice, but not nearly enough, and he knew that. Knew you weren’t getting what you desperately needed, he kept this up for what felt like hours-

“I’ve got it, your gonna take my cock like a good girl and not cum until I say. That’s your punishment, now be good, don’t disappoint me again.”

You heard that warning in his voice, his colonel's tone slipping through as his hips sped up. You had bratted him up once and came without permission. It wasn’t worth it, the punishment that followed, where he denied you his cock for 6 weeks was near on agony. You couldn’t do that again, refused to go through it, so you bit your lip and held your need off.

Your cult clenched and unclenched as he moved, moans spilling from your mouth that was now permanently open. He was impressed, really. Your control had improved so much from the first time you had slept together. He kept thrusting until he was close, until his stomach clenched with need, leaning into your ear, he whispered one command.

“Cum”

You fell apart, crying out his name, tears falling down your cheeks as your release finally spilled from you. He wasn’t far apart, pulling you against his chest as he spilled inside. Neither of you said anything for a long while, his fingers just ran up and down your back, smiling.

“So proud of you.. so proud of you.. That’s my good girl. That’s Caleb’s good girl.”

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۶ৎaiku loved when you helped him get ready for matches. but you didn't just help him wear clothes, gear and stuff. one day, it dawned on you that you can customise him cause he was your boyfriend. and so you did.

you sat on aiku's lap and asked him if he's fine with you changing his hair up a bit from his usual boring messy shag. and being the best boyfriend he is, he nodded with a soft grin, a bit excited to see what you'd come up with.

you took a few strands from right above his ears, and started braiding them into a tiny little braid and tied it with a green band so it matched his hair at the back. as you did, aiku's hands rested on your thighs, softly moving his hands up and down. his gaze was patient, staring at something completely random, unaware of what you were trying to do with his hair.

"other side baby," you mumbled, tilting his head to the other side, snapping him out from his thoughts.

"your touch is so loving, i think i'll fall asleep."

"you have your match today, really wanna miss it?" you joke, braiding the other side of his hair.

"if it means i get you to play with my hair, then yes." he took one of your hands in his and gave it a peck, his stubble prickling slightly on your knuckles.

"alright, done." you grinned, messing his hair up just enough for his two little braids to stand out.

aiku picked up a mirror from the ottoman table and fluffed up his hair, looking at it from all angles and his smile turned to a grin, the golden retriever kinda grin.

"damn. never had this idea before, you're such a sweetheart, thank you, baby. i'll give you your gift after the match's over, can you wait for me?" he asked, carressing your cheeks, his eyes full of love and desperation to take you right there.

"if later means after-match winning soft sex, then i think i'll wait pretty patiently." you sarcastically rest your hand under your chin, pretending to calculate his answer.

"okay then, i'm winning this game for you, baby. just for you."۶ৎ

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naoya (直也) is the type of guy who'd be possesive as fuck. so fucking possesive that he'd not let you talk to the maids either. but it's not because he thinks you'll cheat, he wants you all to himself. he's greedy when it comes to you. he's practically attached to you, and quite literally.

he would keep an arm around your waist or shoulders if you ever need to talk to someone, though that happens rarely cause naoya doesn't like it.

people think he's a bit of a psychopath for being so possessive towards you. but only you know how clingy and needy this man gets in the bed while he fingers you out of your mind.

naoya likes to make you wear his robes when he's away for work (probably only a few days cause he can't live without you), so you don't miss him. surprisingly, his robes smell quite similar to sandalwood and sometimes cinnamon. also since his robes were slightly bigger than you usual size, they wrapped around you like a blanket. and also quite useful when you masturbated while chanting his name and rubbing yourself like crazy.

naoya on the other hand was a yandere. so much a simp that he got hard whenever he saw you smiling with your friends, cause this man stalked you whenever you went out of the house.

at the end of the day, you'd find yourself on his lap, getting finger-fucked by him as he goes on and on about how much he loves you and is possessive over you and how you deserve only him cause he is yours and you are his and how he'd never let anyone else have you.

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── .✦ aiku might act all tough and dominant, but he's just a needy boy after a long day of practice who just wants to bury his cock inside you. he wouldn't even move, just put you flushed close to his chest, his cock warm inside you, twitching sometimes.

but when he's too tired, he wouldn't even care to remove clothes cause he just wants to stay close to you.

he'd come back home in his white uniform, that's just slightly dull from working out the whole day. he'd then ask if you'd want to shower with him, cause he loves when you lather him up with soap and his abs would still be visible and you'd end up getting flustered, though he's literally your boyfriend.

and even if he's the tired one, he'd pick you up after shower and place you on the bed and dry you up. "don't want you to catch a cold. sex can wait." he said, as he continued drying your hair. as you both were done drying, he places a soft kiss on your head and lays you down.

your view is quite a sight to see. aiku's naked on top of you, his abs glistening from the after-shower. his hair was dried too, just a little damp, curling around his ears and the green strands at the back stayed unruly cause he didn't style it at night. his heterochromic eyes fixated right at you, his gaze wasn't lust, just pure love, "can i?" he mumbled, closing the distance and falling on you, really gently. you nodded, smiling slightly.

"you're so pretty...i need you."

"i'm already yours tho...?" you raise an eyebrow playfully, as he raises his head just enough to look at you.

"really? i still need you though, baby. can i put it in? or do you want me to loosen you up?" he asks straightening up, placing his cock at your entrance, waiting for your consent.

"it's fine. you can go in without prep..." you bite your lip at the end, unsure of what you just said cause his dick was definitely not the type to be taken in without prep.

taking his dick in his hand, aiku tilts his head, waiting for your confirmation once more. you nod in response, cause fuck, it did feel good.

he had gone in without prep multiple times before and then the mornings ended up lazy with him taking care of you but everytime he asked for your consent before going in like that.

"oh baby, you're doing so well, just hold on for a bit more." he praised, trying to insert his dick inside you. only the head was in and you were already red in your face from how sweet aiku was being. and it definitely didn't go unnoticed. "i see that blush baby. is that my doing?" he asks, smirking. "no." you respond sarcastically, pulling him in for a small kiss.

"hah—fuck—all in," he moans, sliding beside you after a while. you whimper, clutching his biceps.

"are you going to keep it in...the whole night?" you ask, voice shaking a bit from the pain and pleasure mixed with happiness.

"you don't want me to? i'll remove it after a while then." he nods, pulling you closer to him, one hand on your hip to keep his cock inside you while the other caressesed your cheek.

"no...i meant—you can...if you like..." you shrug, acting nonchalant but your cheeks were definitely not helping.

"mhm okay baby got it. now stay close." he rubs circles on your hips, his eyes already half lidded.

and before you both could realise, y'all had fallen asleep. it's not like sex always ended like this with aiku, only when you both were tired after a long day. but...this did feel way more intimate than having sex.✦──

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dilf!toji whose so cheap, he insists on lowering his water bill by showering together. he's so cheeky about it too. offering to lather up your young college body, watching how the suds cling to your breast and droplets of water trail down your youthful skin.

of course, dilf!toji does not give out one sided favours, and he's quickly asking you to do the same in return, only he wants you to focus on a very particular area.

your hand is so small in comparison to his raging hard-on, pumping your wrist back and forth to a consistent rhythm.

"you're gonna be the death of me, kid." he gasps, pulling you in for a kiss before turning you around while the water is hitting your bodies.

he slips himself into your ease, balancing himself with one hand against the shower wall, pressing you against the glass. all that effort of cleaning you off is out the window, because with the amount of cum that spills into your pussy makes you feel dirtier than ever.

he fucks you so long, you've wasted triple the amount of water.