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i have another idea

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at least the colour green exists

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im gonna shoot myself in the head this shit is NOT working

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Woke up with a clearer mind and that last fic is ass im going to throw the whole thing away 🙂‍↕️

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ITS POSTED IM FREEE

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𝐒𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚

word count: 1.4k

tags: caleb x afab fem!reader, smut, implied psuedo incest, creampie, cum eating, panty sniffing, pussy eating through panties (? idk what else to call it), cunnilingus, light nipple play, clit stimulation, light face licking, implied aftercare

note: uhh so this is like my first time ever writing smut, its not even beta read so forgive me for any mistakes, anyways.. it's 2:30am and i should definitely be sleeping so lmk if i missed any tags or anything like that

“Caleb hurry”

“Have some patience pips I'm trying to find the right angle” he says as he sets up the camera to catch you in the bed sitting cross legged, only wearing his old worn out tshirt and panties. Fleet work demands the attention of their colonel and not knowing when exactly he'll be able to wrap it up this is…. "motivation" for the time spent away from each other.

“Alright there” He says, satisfied with how the camera captures all of you and moves back in frame, climbing on the bed he settles in front of you hands on your knees rubbing soothing circles before prying them open, and they are immediately soothing down your thighs “You feel okay?” Caleb asks which in all honesty is very sweet of him, considering you haven't ever done anything like this but right now you can't bring yourself appreciate it, given how his lips were on yours minutes before he got an alert that the Fleet would need him tomorrow morning for a confidential case, so you nod wrapping your arms around his neck hoping he won't notice your disappointment.

But he does.

He always does.

“But you are. I hate that stupid fleet of yours, they always take you away from me” you say, spoiled. Absolutely spoiled by your gege, always needing him by your side, wanting to carve a space open in his chest and fit yourself inside. You had always been like this, it's a lot worse now though, ever since the explosion, thinking you had lost him forever and then finding him again, it has made you more possessive of him and his time, always clinging to him even after how much he changed in your eyes, how different he became from the Caleb you knew and grew up with. His heart sores at the thought.

“Don't be like that baby, you know I'm not leaving because I want to” he tries to soothe you like he has done countless times since you were children, trailing soft pecks from your forehead to your cheeks

He's quick to kiss away the sad little pout on your lips, “I'm here right now yeah?” he tries to reassure and distract you, kissing and nipping at your neck, which seems to do the trick since you were already worked up from earlier, he gently lays you down on your back and lifts your legs over his shoulder, kissing down your calves down to your core, there's impatience in his movement, how he grips the back of your doughy thighs pressing your knees to your chest as he mouths at the seam of your cotton panties, all tongue and teeth as he bites, sucks and licks just a few inches away from where you need him the most.

A choked “Fuck-” is all you manage to say before you throw your head back, hips lifting from his hold as they try to chase the pleasure his mouth gives, but he is faster, stronger it's easy to forget on normal days but when Caleb’s like this, hands pinning your thighs back down— manhandling you it sends a shiver down your spine “You liked that” he say, smug bastard “Shit- just- quit fucking around” you demand, a little frustrated now.

“Calebbb you're teasing again” you whine breathlessly pussy throbbing and gushing “I’m savouring you” he replies pressing his nose right up against your clit through the now slowly soaking panties and he breaths you in “Fuck— god you smell so fucking sweet”. He pays no mind to you squealing and trying to push his head away as he presses his nose deeper, breathing shakily, before you can yell at him he flattens his tongue over your pussy through the fabric.

All it does is make him chuckle “What a spoiled girl, didn't I teach you to ask for the things you want” he chides all too satisfied having you unravel beneath him, it makes you flustered, frustrated, hot like molten lava flushing your face warm, you want to hide from him, bury your face in the pillow but you know better than to do that, so you do what you've always been taught, you ask, nicely politely, “Want you, please” you beg to which he shakes his head “Be specific pips i can't read your mind on how you want me” he says, his thumb pushing under the elastic of your soaked panty as he pulls and snaps it on your skin “Shit- fuck. Okay, want your mouth, please.. gege use your mouth”

He grins before he adjusts you so your soaked cunt is on full display, the camera capturing it, before he licks a stripe up your silt fabric clinging to your puffed up lips, the tip of his tongue presses down where your hole should be then sucks the soaked fabric into his mouth before he pulls back just enough to slide it to the side and latch his mouth onto your clit, sucking and pressing down on it with his tongue, and all you can do is grip his hair and moan, legs wrapping around him, thighs trapping his head in place and Caleb thinks he can die happy here.

It isn't long when the coil in your belly is pulled tight “Caleb im g-gon—” “Go on baby, make a mess” it's all you need before you unravel on his tongue, his tongue fucking into you to taste every last drop, when it gets too overwhelming he gently pulls away with a kiss to your sensetive clit, you pull him up and into a kiss, tasting yourself on his tongue, it's messy, it's filthy, drool dripping down the sides of your mouths when he rubs his tongue against yours, swirling and sucking on it, you don't want to pull away, never, you want to be attached to him in every sense of the word, fused together, but the need for air takes over and your both separate with a filthy swipe of your tongue, Caleb however leans down to lick up the sides of your lips catching drool spilling over.

“Do you feel okay to continue?” Caleb asks to which you eagerly nod, you've been waiting for this the whole evening, moving you both in the middle of the bed, he picks up the camera, kneeling between your legs as you spread them open, the camera catching the wet shine of it, your hands bunch up his your tshirt up to your neck, Caleb can't help himself from pawing at your tits, leaning down to take one in his mouth, swirling his tongue around your nipple and lightly biting it, which earns him moans upon moans from you, popping it out of his mouth, he thumbs at your bottom lip, you take that as an invitation to wrap your pretty lips around it and suck, his cock throbs in his pants, has been leaking pre since he started touching you

You look up at him from under your lashes, still sucking on his fingers as you take his cock out stroking him, it earns you a delicious hiss from him as he slides his thumb out from your mouth, pressing and circling it on your neglected nipple, you gasp pussy gushing as you run his tip on your clit. Up and down, up and down as it catches on the entrance of your hold making both of you shudder, losing composure second by second, Caleb holds himself at the base and taps his cock on your wet cunt, pushing in all in one go.

The stretch leaves both of you breathless, and he sets a punishing pace, seemingly all thoughts and composure leaves him and he hastily sets the camera back down, in a somewhat coherent position so it at least keeps you both in frame, wrapping his hands around your hips he all but buries himself in you with each stroke, the camera shakes as well the recording definitely turning blurry. You wrap yourself around him, clinging and surrounding him as he reaches deep within you, tears of pleasure cling to your eyes as you hide your face in his neck, clenching around him as he momentary stutters his pace and he latches onto your nipple, two-three well angled thrusts and you both are coming undone, ropes and ropes of hot cum spilling inside you as you go limp under him, too boneless to move or ask him to move as he crushes you under his weight.

By the time he's finds the strength to pull away from you, you are floating between the edges of sleepiness It makes something fond bubble inside his chest “It's okay honey, you can rest I'll clean you up” He says kissing your cheek and reaching to switch the recording off, you give him a sweet smile before succumbing to sleep.

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me when the plot won't plot like it should

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writing? oh, i’m definitely writing. in my head. during the most inconvenient times. like in the shower or when i’m about to fall asleep. actual typing? no, no, we don’t do that here.

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𝐓𝐨 𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐨 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐝

word count: 288

tags: rafayel x afab fem!reader, fluff

note: this is a repost of the fic i originally wrote and posted on my main but decided it would be better to put all the writing stuff in one blog so here we are, if you feel like you've seen this fic before, you probably have

First thing you feel when you pull away from the gentle hold of sleep is your beloved’s arm wrapped around you, lavender hair sprawled as his cheek rests upon your plush chest, soft snores escaping his pouty lips, the afternoon sun casts a soft glow around his frame, shimmering golden threads weaving themselves around him, like they can't help but be drawn to his frame, to be near him, surround him with their light. You don't blame them, it would be a miracle in itself if anything or anyone would be able to resist this pull, not be drawn into his orbit and like moth to a flame, like you can't resist⁠—not like you want to— let your fingers drift to his face, careful not to wake him up, tracing the plush of his cheek, his full lips.

Love bleeds into every touch, every gaze, every thought, so much so you think your heart wouldn't be able to hold it, so much so that you don't think you want to hold it, to keep it to yourself when you can let it bleed and stain your life, to stain it in colours of lavender, pink and blue, to colour you his. It's all you want to be these days after all, your tongue feels heavy in your mouth, you wish you knew how to break down these galaxy like feelings, to express them in a way which is tangible, so he can hold them in his hands so he can see how deep they run in your very flesh and blood. You settle for tracing hearts on his back until you can find a way to show him these bigger than yourself feelings.

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Masterlist

⁠✷ SYLUS

soon

⁠✷ CALEB

Smile for the camera (smut, wc: 1.4k)

⁠✷ RAFAYEL

To Touch and To Hold (fluff, wc:288)

⁠✷ ZAYNE

soon

⁠✷ XAVIER

soon

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