#Caleb’s ass cheeks

[leaderincrows]

I can’t finish this but Raf painting over Caleb’s burn scars like he’s a kintsugi piece after a little day drinking

[luvcaleb]

SHH... WE CAN'T GET CAUGHT.

nsfw (18+). includes fingering, breast play, dirty talk, huge cock, unprotected sex, creampie, fwb relationship (it's pretty obvious you like each other tho), mentions of your first time experience with caleb (and other times after that), having sex when another person is just a few rooms away, too much cum, slight praise kink. filthy, filthy, filthy smut from top to bottom. likes and reblogs will be very helpful !!

“Shh... you don't want Gran hearing us, do you?”

You're covering your mouth to stifle your whimpers, but there's no hiding the wet squelches beneath the blanket. You wrap your hand around Caleb's flicking wrist, his fingers buried deep inside your cunt. When he adds another digit, a loud cry of his name is pulled out of you.

Caleb presses a soft kiss against your nape. You're both turned on your sides, your back against his solid chest. “As much as I like hearing you say my name, it'd be a problem if someone came to interrupt us. Remember the last time?”

The last time he's referring to is your risky tryst from a few days back; Caleb joined you in your bath, claiming he wants to “wash your back” for you. As expected, 20% of your time was spent in a relaxing soak where he massaged your shoulders and washed your hair, and the remaining 80% was spent with his head between your legs, coaxing out wave after wave of cum with his fingers and tongue.

The tip of his cock was already inside you when a knock on your door interrupted you, your grandmother asking if you knew where Caleb went because he wasn't in his room. Needless to say, you had to stop what you were doing and Caleb had a difficult time sneaking out of the bathroom.

“That... mmph... and this... is all your fault...” you struggle to say while biting back your moans as he grinds his fingers against a good spot, his thumb flicking at your clit. Caleb has always been too good with his hands. “You always—ah!—do this even when there are other people around...!”

“You wanna know why?” Chuckling, Caleb leans closer to whisper to your ear, lips brushing over your soft skin. “You squeeze me so fucking tight when we're about to get caught.”

You gush around his fingers as he mouths on the shell of your ear, moaning into the palm of your hand. He hums in satisfaction, pulling out his hand from your panties to admire the stringy release between his fingers. “You always cum too fast, pipsqueak. You pent up these days?”

How on earth could you possibly be pent up when you've been fucking Caleb at every opportunity? Every time you're left alone at the house, he fucks you against any flat surface he can find—the door when he's too impatient to go to your room, the bathroom sink because he likes making you watch yourself in the mirror when he's fucking you stupid, and even ate you out on the kitchen countertop at some point.

But the thing is, Caleb is undaunted by the possibility of being caught. So even when your Gran is around, he sneaks into your bedroom to fool around, just like what he's doing now under the pretense of “we watched a horror movie today, aren't you scared to sleep alone?”

Evidently, Caleb has no intention of letting you sleep tonight. He fondles your tits beneath your shirt, the tent in his sweatpants grinding against your clothed ass. “Don't pretend like you're innocent,” he mutters, making you yelp when he pinches your nipple. “You strutted around all day wearing my shirt without a bra, bending down in front of me on purpose... Did you know how hard it was to hold back from fucking you on the spot?”

“T-that was...!” Your cheeks flush with warmth. Sure, you were kind of riling him up on purpose, but that was under the assumption you'd be alone tonight.

“This ass...” he rubs you above your shorts, groaning as he palms at the soft flesh. “...was in my mind the entire fucking day. I held myself back until now, but I can't hold back anymore, fuck.”

He strips you off of your clothes, only leaving his shirt scrunched up above your breasts. He pulls down his sweatpants, and you feel his huge cock slap against your lower back, his pre-cum smearing across your skin. He holds the back of your knee to raise your leg, positioning his cock to your soaked pussy.

“Been waiting for this for so fucking long... Oh, shiiit,” he moans, long and drawn out and dirty as he slides right home, the tip of his dick pounding at your cervix. You squeal into your hand, your cunt clamping down on his cock so tightly but it doesn't deter his fast pace at all.

He reaches so deep like this, hitting spots he normally couldn't when you're in missionary. His huge cock feels like it's carving its own space into your body, coring you out from the inside, and it feels so good that you can't hold back your voice at all.

“Nn... Don't do that,” Caleb pulls away your hand from your mouth when he notices you biting down on your skin to hide your moans. He replaces it by putting his fingers in your mouth, cooing softly to your ear, “Suck. You're going to hurt yourself.”

You suck on his fingers, eyes rolling back to your head as he continues to pound you, fucking your pussy so good. Only Caleb knows how to make you feel so much pleasure to the point you can't think properly anymore. Your fingers could never hope to reach the places his cock touches.

It's how this twisted relationship started in the first place, Caleb catching you touching yourself when you forgot to lock your door. He taught you how to make yourself cum because you didn't know anything, until all you knew was him and his cock. But he was too big the first time you took him in that he had to fuck you loose with four fingers, sucking and licking at your pussy to make you wet enough to accept his thick girth and length. Now, he could slide inside you easily, your body having taken his shape.

Caleb stares at your messy face, utterly endeared. “Fuck, you're so fucking cute...” He takes out his fingers from your mouth, using them to tilt your jaw to meet his lips. He kisses you sloppy, no finesse as you slide your tongue against his, moaning into each other's mouths.  “Mm... open your mouth more... yeah, that's it, baby... good fucking girl...”

“Ah, fuck, Caleb!” you sob, desperately rocking against his cock. “I'm gonna cum, cumming, I can't anymore...!”

“You're gonna cum?” Caleb stops thrusting, making you whine and attempt to move yourself, but he holds onto your hips and pushes you into the mattress, laying you flat on the sheets on your front. He settles behind you, using his weight to pound you to the mattress harder. “Then fucking cum.”

You moan uncontrollably into the pillows, completely forgetting you're meant to stay quiet. Caleb fucks his cock harder, faster, deeper, failing to hold back his own grunts as you tighten up around him, wet heat melting around his dick. “Shit, I'm gonna cum too... I'm gonna cum hard in your slutty fucking pussy... fuck, I'm cumming!”

You squirt around his cock as he fills you up with cum, your fluids making a mess between your bodies and the sheets. You don't realize you're crying out up until Caleb grabs your chin and kisses you once more, muffling the lewd moans you're letting out while he's still cumming inside you, hot and thick. He gives you tiny, slowing thrusts, cock still spurting out semen. “Oh, baby, you did so good...” he sucks on your bottom lip, staring intently at your orgasm face. “Such a good fucking girl for me...”

“So... full...” is the only thing you can say, feeling the sheer volume of one load of his cum in your pussy, warming you from the inside.

“Not full enough, baby.” Caleb peppers your face with kisses. It is then that you realize—with no small amount of fear and arousal—his cock hasn't softened at all. “I still have a lot to give you.”

[plutotheplum]

ᡣ𐭩 caleb | dog tags ᡣ𐭩

cw: masturbation, p in v, possessiveness

caleb’s dog tags are precious to him. 

perhaps not as precious as you, but he considers them to be a close second. there’s pride embedded into the silver metal. he’s worked his ass off, becoming one of the best for the DAA didn’t come easy. 

it’s all the more worth it when he sees you, however, his laugh morphing into a grunt as you barrel towards him, throwing your arms around his neck and clinging to him. caleb’s actions are second-nature to him now, spinning you around as he hoists you up into his arms and presses his face into the crook of your neck, nuzzling into the warmth. he’s missed you.

caleb can feel the way you fiddle with the chain of his dog tags when he sets you down onto your feet, you’ve always been strangely enamoured by them. it doesn’t seem to help when you rock up onto the tips of your toes and press a gentle kiss to the metal as though it’s been somehow keeping him safe.

caleb’s bided his time for years now, and with every passing day he can feel his control slipping, his heart aching at the sight of you and the ever-pressing urge to just cup your cheeks and kiss you. but he cares for you more than anything, so he bottles it up inside and excuses himself under the guise of needing a shower.

his cock is hard and throbbing and the dog tags around his neck do little to calm his rampant heart rate, his hand wrapping around his cock and squeezing. caleb muffles his groans, although he’s sure you can’t hear him over the rush of water.

he pumps himself over and over, and somehow his dog tags end up in his mouth, his teeth gritting against the metal as he imagines you on your knees in front of him. it’s terrible really, the way caleb thinks of you, but he can’t help himself when he sees your wide, innocent eyes and fuck- he’s grown up with you but there’s an urgent need inside of him to be yours.

maybe you’d let him, he thinks, brows knitting together as he imagines you pressing up against him, whining for kisses as he helps you sink down his cock. sure, caleb’s cock is a little thick, but he likes that, wants to see your little pussy stretch out as he presses it into you. he’d teach you to ride him, whisper sweet praises as he guides your hips and you’d surely dig your nails into him and it’s enough to make him cum, his breaths ragged as he presses his forehead against the wet tiles and comes down from his orgasm.

caleb’s smile is back when he returns, his arms wrapping around you as you snuggle up to him, your sides flush together. he rubs your side soothingly as you ramble about mundane little things - until you lower your voice and whisper to him like it’s a secret.

i heard you in the shower, caleb.

his cheeks are hot with embarrassment, gaze downcast as shame washes over him. caleb’s mouth opens and shuts, an apology sitting on the tip of his tongue but when he opens his mouth again, you’re already clambering up onto his lap like an unruly puppy, your fingers hooking into his dog tags to tug him closer. he breathes out a protest, but you’re stubborn, so stubborn, pulling him closer to slot your lips over his and kiss him feverishly.

fuck, caleb curses in his mind, he wanted to be the one to kiss you. 

not that he can dwell on the shortcoming, not when you’re pulling at his shirt needily and sighing into your mouth like this is what you’ve always wanted. caleb nearly cums when you yank him closer by the chain of his dog tags when he strays too far from your lips. 

he squeezes the fat of your ass, large hands grabbing at anything and everything, his hand coming down on your ass. caleb smiles against your lips when you squeak, pulling his shirt over his head quickly while you’re distracted. he likes the way you look at him, the way you trace your fingers over the dips and ridges of his abdomen, the way you dip your head to kiss his pec, right over his heart. if he could brand your name into his skin, he would.

his head tips back when he feels your hand wrap around his cock, a loud groan leaving him, his hips bucking under your touch. when he finds your eyes again, he can hardly believe that the girl he’s liked- no, loved, for years is here, stroking his cock sweetly like the pretty, little thing you are.

caleb thinks you like it, the feel of cool metal slipping and sliding across your skin as he laves his tongue over your hardened nipples, pressing his hand against your back firmly to suck your breast into his mouth. caleb likes the sounds you make, the little whimpers and whines, his cock throbbing whenever you paw at his broad shoulders as he bites down on your nipples with measured care.

he helps you sink down on his cock later, and maybe dreams do come true because your pussy is stretched out, your fingers clinging to him tightly as he bullies his cock into you. caleb can’t hide his appreciation for you, hands squeezing at your hips, thighs, breasts, his lips peppering kisses across your sternum as he grabs your ass and makes you move against him.

it’s not enough, despite the intoxicating sway of your hips that has him biting your shoulder, his eyes half-lidded. caleb wants to see you under him. he rolls his hips when he lays you down, his dog tags dangling down in your face.

his eyes roll back when he sees you lean up, your teeth latching onto the dog tags, sucking them into your mouth. caleb’s hips pick up speed and he’s grabbing your thighs, pushing them up to pound faster and deeper, with enough force that the bed frame has begun to shake.

caleb can feel the burn of his chain against his skin when you tug him down again, throwing your arms around his neck as you kiss him, legs squeezing around his hips in a daze. the tight clench of your cunt has him moaning, his head dropping forward, lips pressing against your forehead. 

“i love you,” caleb rasps, his arms wrapping around you to pull you close. “fuck- sweetheart, i love you.”

you whine, clinging to him as he pulls you up into his lap again, face pressing into the crook of his neck. your voice is a soft hiccup, fingers running through his hair. 

“i love you too, caleb.”

caleb shudders at the words, his hands holding you down flush against his hips as his cock throbs and kicks, thick, hot cum spilling inside of you. he holds you tightly when you twitch, kissing your forehead and cheeks and every bit of skin he can reach, fingers squeezing at your sides soothingly.

“you mean it, pipsqueak?”

you let out a breathless laugh, swatting his shoulder. “stop calling me that,” you pout, kissing his cheek, “and yes, i mean it.”

caleb hums, a satisfied smile settling on his face. he helps you get ready for bed, trailing kisses along your neck as you brush your teeth, his palms warm against your stomach as he caresses you under your shirt.

he holds you close when you snuggle up in bed, stroking your hair gently as you press your face into his chest, letting out a contented sigh. something uncomfortable settles in his chest when he sees your phone light up with a text from zayne after you’ve fallen asleep.

caleb doesn’t like that. 

he stares down at your sleeping form, your face peaceful and soft in the dim light. no, he thinks, zayne can’t have you.

caleb’s waited years, and he’s not prepared to give you up so easily.

you’re his now.

[vmpireslut]

nsfw. slight somno.

✮⋆˙caleb always considered himself a true gentleman, taking pride in his manners and his ability to navigate life's complexities. yet, there were times when his polished exterior would slip. like now. the way he gently cradled your body, treating you like a fragile doll, showering soft kisses on your bare skin as you slept, was irresistible to him. you felt so warm and inviting. your soft snores, which might have bothered anyone else, only made him smile.

dark hair spread across the pillow, a few strands brushing against his face, bringing a grin to his lips. he cherished these little quirks about you—the way you curled up into a cozy ball, the way your nose twitched in your dreams. to him, every little detail was another reason to fall in love with you all over again. even after a long night that lasted until dawn peeked through the sheer curtains, he still yearned for more of you. it was only six twenty-five, yet the thought of being wrapped in your warm cunt stirred him awake.

with his calloused hands, he tenderly spread your thighs, his chest pressing warmly against your back as he nestled beside you. he vowed not to disturb your slumber, but a soft, unexpected moan slipped from his lips as he nudged his tip at your entrance. “my god, you’re so perfect.” your sleeping face contorts as he feeds you inch by inch, a familiar wetness allowing him to glide in effortlessly. he lets his eyes fall shut, relishing the feeling of you squeezing his shaft as he bottoms out. instinctively your back arches slightly as he begins to thrust, body naturally reacting to the slow, deep strokes. caleb shudders, pressing sloppy, wet kisses behind your ear as he molds you.

your breath is soft, a barely audible hum filling the quiet room. he sucks in a breath, the sound sending a tingle sensation from the top of his spine to his groin, where he can feel his cock swelling. the dark haired man hand wraps around your throat, holding your chin up as his lips explore the sensitive flesh of your neck. his strokes beginning to speed up, and the slight change in angle makes you stir awake. “ngnh! caleb!?” it’s hard to articulate as your husband pounds into you, his left hand digging into your hip, pulling you back onto his cock, splitting you.

“fuck, m’sorry ah—look so pretty when you sleep. shit, she’s suckin me in!” his voice is a deep, a rumbling whisper as he buries his face in the crook of your neck, his hot breath fanning against your cheek. the hand around your throat moves to the space between your breasts, keeping you pressed firmly against his body. the slick squelch of him pistoning into you filling the room like a melody, the bed shaking from his force.

he’s completely pussy drunk.

you can feel the way his muscles tense and flex with every thrust, his breathing labored. you love this side of him. it was a rare treat to see the normally composed, cool-headed man completely come undone. you feel his hand slide down from your breast, slender fingers splayed across your lower abdomen. “gah! feel me here?” his palm rests just below your navel, applying the smallest amount of pressure.

“y-yes, oh god!” it’s almost too much to take. caleb’s fat, pulsating cock stretching your walls, the mushroom tip nudging at your cervix. the lewd sounds of his dick gliding in and out of your cunt, his heavy balls slapping against your ass echoing through the room. his hand on your belly caresses the place he’s currently invading, making your head spin.

you’re a heap, moans coming out as strangled cries. his name spills from your lips, over and over like a broken record. your legs shaking as the knot in your stomach tightens, the telltale signs of your orgasm fast approach. caleb notices, of course, he notices everything.

his pace slows as his fingers find their way to your clit. you jolt, ‘s’okay. just relax.” he hums, rubbing small, firm circles against the swollen bud. “oh my gosh,” you whine, bucking back against him. it’s hard to keep your eyes from rolling back, drool pooling at the corner of your mouth. he groans, biting his lip. teeth sinking into his flesh as his hips pick up the pace again, pounding into you relentlessly. the hand at your clit is unwavering, pinching, flicking, rolling the button drawing out loud moans.

the knot in your belly snaps.

warmth washes over you as your orgasm wrecks your body. white light dancing in the corner of your vision, the intensity of the pleasure sending you reeling. caleb doesn’t stop, both hands now at your hips, pulling you back against him.

he’s close, his thrusts becoming more erratic, needy.

his voice is raspy, barely above a whisper as he mutters your name, followed by a long, drawn-out whine. the warmth of his cum fills you, thrusts slowing to a gentle rocking motion. after a moment, he pulls out, watching with an unbridled hunger as his seed drips from your abused pussy. the sun begins to rise, a faint yellow light streaming through the windows. caleb reaches over to the nightstand, picking up his phone. seven am. setting the phone back down he wraps his arms around you, fingers lightly dancing across your stomach. you find yourself leaning into his embrace, humming as he presses a soft kiss to your temple.

“good morning love.”

[highdefhoetry]

in his hands.

cw: nsfw!! female reader, hand kink, cnc-ish, fingering, G-spot stimulation, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, verbal teasing, praise, use of term "babygirl", aftercare, some mild possessiveness, caleb is a meaniehead

word count: 1760

Caleb sits across the table from you, completely oblivious to your stolen glances as he twirls the pen between his fingers. He follows a strange pattern where he spins it once, twice, then lays the tip back onto the blank sheet of paper in front of him. His fingers tap, tap, tap on the edge, clicking the pen open and closed. The black beads on his bracelet clink against each other with every movement, the perfect accessory to the thick ring on his index finger. You find yourself unable to look away, despite knowing what would happen if you were noticed.

You’ve always liked his hands. To you they were perfect, lovely to look at and even better to hold. The length of his fingers. The large size of his palm. The chapped skin on his knuckles. The warmth you felt whenever thw two of you held hands. They were a comforting familiarity, one part of him that remained unchanged yet had grown with him as he matured.

You understood why he still called you pipsqueak. With palms pressed against one another, yours still looked tiny compared to his.

While you're busy daydreaming, he plays with his pen a few more times, seemingly lost in thought, before he suddenly looks up and meets your eyes. When he notices you staring back, a little smirk creeps up his face, one you know will be followed by playful teasing. You quickly turn your head away.

You’ve been caught. And when you glance back at him and see the cocky look in his eye, you know that he’s not going to let it go until he’s teased you to hell and back.

“What’s up, pipsqueak?” he teases. “See somethin’ you like?”

You shake your head and bury your face back into your work, trying to ignore his quiet chuckles. 

“Don’t get all shy now,” he cocks his head to one side to better see your face, seeking out the flustered expression you’re trying so desperately to hide. “Fess up. Why were you starin’ at me?”

You stay silent, mumbling some half-assed excuse about not being able to focus. He laughs at your poor attempt to change the subject. A sudden warmth covers your hand, followed by soft strokes from calloused fingertips. When you turn your face away to hide the heat rising in your cheeks, he takes your hand and holds it gently.

“Come on, now. You can tell me anything. You know that, right?”

He rubs his thumb across your knuckles, slipping it in the spaces between each finger. You eventually succumb to his gentle touch, intertwining your fingers in his. You toy with the ring on his index finger, poke at the black beads on his bracelet, trace the patches of flushed red on his knuckles that contrasts the paleness of his skin. You stroke each one with your thumb and index finger, feeling the dry, cracked skin beneath your hands.

A good deal of time passes before you finally snap out of it. When you meet Caleb’s gaze once again, you find him grinning victoriously, as if he’s just won some unspoken contest you never agreed to enter.

“You…!” is all you manage to stutter out.

“Me?” he smiles innocently. “What did I do?”

“...”

He lifts your hand to his lips and gives it a small peck in an attempt to softly coax you out of your shell. It makes you melt from the inside out, but still, you refuse to admit defeat. He watches you carefully for a few more seconds, giving you one last chance to come clean. When you don’t, he gets up from his seat across the table and circles around to your side. Before you can get a word of protest out, he picks you up and tosses you over his shoulder, carrying you straight to the bedroom.

He plops you down on the soft comforter, trapping you in place with both hands at either side of your body. You try struggling, but he simply pins you down by straddling your waist, making it so that all you can do is wriggle slightly beneath him. He leers down at you with a wild, uncouth grin, like a wild beast about to consume its prey. 

The sweet, honey-eyed Caleb is gone. You realize a little too late that you are totally, completely, undeniably fucked.

“I won’t let you run away, from this” he growls, with one hand on your thigh and the other gripping your arm, holding you firmly in place.

“Caleb…!”

“I saw you staring at my hands,” he gives your thigh a squeeze, smirking when he hears your muted squeal. “What do you want me to do with them? Hmm?”

You put up a half-assed fight, pretending to hate how he’s cornered you despite your growing wetness. He quickly picks up on this after slipping his hand under your panties. His fingertips brush against the entrance of your hole, circling it for a moment before sliding towards your swollen bud. He smiles when you let out a small moan.

“Tell me what you want, babygirl.”

His voice is gentle and low, but his touch is firm. He rubs your clit in a slow, deliberate motion, with just enough pressure to build you up but not enough to push you over. You arch your back and press your mound further into his palm, begging him without words. 

“Say it,” he leans forward, mumbling in your ear. “Tell me what you want me to do.”

You start to whine, unable to handle the way he’s teasing you. He’s being extra mean tonight, barely flicking your throbbing bud and ignoring the attempts you’re making to guide his fingers into your hole. You know he won’t comply until you give him what he wants. Which is the last thing you want to do.

“Mmm… Caleb…” you whimper cutely, hoping to appeal to his sense of mercy. He chuckles darkly, his once friendly eyes filled with sadistic glee.

“What are the magic words?”

“Nghhh… Caleb, please!”

“Please, what? I’m pleasing you right now, aren’t I?” 

He sticks one finger into your pussy, just for a moment. When he pulls it out, he slaps your mound hard just to throw you off. The tiny, surprised shriek you let out is met with a mean-spirited laugh. 

“Okay!!” You cry out, unable to hold back any longer. “Finger me, please!”

“Yeah? You want my hands inside you?”

“Yes! I want them inside me, please…”

A wicked grin stretches across his face as he savors his victory. Satisfied with your pathetic pleas, he finally yanks down your panties and gives you what you want.

First one finger pushes itself into your hole. He pumps it in and out, making sure to caress that sweet, sweet spot inside of your walls. You’re singing like a bird within seconds. Another finger is added, easing in gently so as not to hurt you. He finds his rhythm and uses your moans as his guide, focusing on your G-spot to build you up to the biggest orgasm possible. He presses his thumb against your clit, massaging it in tandem with his rapid fingering, and soon you’re squirting all over his hand. He pulls out momentarily to lick his fingers, savoring the taste of you on his skin. His amethyst eyes lock onto yours, feasting on the desperation permeating your gaze. Distracted, you cry out when he shoves his fingers back inside.

This time, he’s a bit more forceful. That first little orgasm was just a warm up. When he gets like this, one is never enough, and he won’t stop until he’s brought you to tears. With his swift fingers curled inside you, he pumps in and out at such a fast pace that you begin to see stars. That one little spot inside of you becomes his target, a button he presses over and over again until you reach climax once again. The second time is much more intense than the first; you can feel the soaking wet bed sheets underneath you, along with the slick fluid covering his fingers. 

Still not enough. He wants more.

He fingerfucks you again and again, forcing out countless orgasms that shoot through your body like hot lightning bolts. Your voice starts to feel hoarse from the screaming and shrieking, sounds that only seem to spur him on. You’ve lost count of how many times you’ve cum, having given up on keeping track long after the third or fourth. And Caleb shows no signs of stopping. 

He whispers his affection into your ear while he plays with your pussy, telling you how beautiful you look as he makes a mess of you and how lovely your voice sounds when you make those cute noises for him.��He fills your head with sweet praise, his words worshipping your form and beauty, weakening you with every syllable.

“That’s it,” he coos while coaxing the last orgasm from you. “That look on your face… that’s mine. Only make that face for me.”

You mumble something in agreement, barely able to form coherent words as you cum one more time. Inexplicable pleasure ripples through your body, setting ablaze every last nerve ending from head to toe. You go limp, covered in sweat and completely worn out from his torment. Caleb pulls out his fingers, licks your fluids off his skin one last time before he switches gears. He grabs a towel from the dresser and gently pats your face dry, pushing some of your tangled hair away from your face. That crazed look in his eyes is now gone, and once again he admires you with utmost affection. He asks if you need water, if you want a warm blanket, if you wanted to be held or left alone. You say yes to the first two, and cling to him when he asks the third. 

After you finish drinking a full glass of water, he wraps you up in the warmest blanket on the bed and cuddles up next to you, playing with your hair in a soothing, gentle manner.

“Soooo,” the teasing tone returns to his voice. “When were you gonna tell me you had a thing for my hands?"

You pout at him, feigning annoyance, but he just laughs and hugs you tighter. 

“I’m definitely going to use this against you, by the way.”

You don’t have the energy to argue back. Exhausted, your heavy eyelids shutter closed, and soon you drift into a peaceful slumber, which Caleb’s arms still wrapped snugly around you.

[froggiequarium]

1.1k words; nsfw (just pure smut); caleb puts a collar w a bell on you.... cw for possessive caleb (comes off more yandere-ish than i intended oops..?)

"i got a collar with a bell. that way, it couldn't escape without being noisy."

the collar around your neck suits you, he thinks, unable to help the smirk that grazes his lips with the little jingle when he first put it on you, and unable to suppress it along with the possessive look in his eyes as he pounds into you from behind, hips meeting your ass in sharp thrusts, one large hand deepening the arch of your back while the other wraps around your pretty neck, applying just enough pressure as he tilts your head up, reveling in your sweet mewls and each jingle of the bell as his thick cock slams into your leaking entrance.

"you're enjoying this, aren't you, pipsqueak?"

he knows the answer already, obvious from the way you're clenching around his cock and the drool slipping past your parted lips, pretty pleasured sounds music to his ears, making him grip your neck just a little bit tighter as his hips pick up the pace, jingling of the bell becoming more frequent.

"fuck."

the extra applied pressure causes you to gasp, caleb letting out a drawn out moan at the way you tighten around him even more.

"so tight, baby" caleb curses, sweat trickling down his bulking body, taking a look down at your expression, eyes glassed over, lips wet and trickling with saliva, as he wills himself to not come completely undone at the sight, not yet.

"you wanna cum, baby?"

barely able to speak, your answer is akin to mindless babbles.

"please caleb, wanna cum, please,"

"yeah? you want it that bad?"

"yesyesyes, please, caleb," you practically cry, your begging driving caleb to the edge.

a husky laugh rings out beside your head, his warm breath tickling your ear at the proximity.

"wanted you for so long, just like this," he drives his point hitting a certain spot inside just right, causing a pretty drawn out moan from you.

"you look so perfect like this baby, gonna keep you all to myself," the way his cock impales you at this pace has your eyes rolling back, gripping at both the bedsheets and the beefy arm of the hand that still grips your neck for any semblance of stability.

"never letting you get away again, never gonna let you out of my sight."

"ca-leb—"

your words are broken from the pressure on your neck, clenching around him at his words.

"fuck— seems like you'd like that too, huh? you can't live without me," he breathes out a laugh, taking pleasure in the idea that you need him.

"gonna keep you here, just like this, all to myself— hah, fuck, baby—"

"co-ming, caleb, ca-"

he swallows up your sweet whines, hand around your neck now gripping your cheeks as he pulls you into an all-devouring kiss, one that easily conveys his feelings in this moment, hips continuing to thrust into you, the little bell jingling wildly in response.

he breaks the kiss, saliva connecting you both for a moment before both hands are grasping your hips, pulling you against him as he continues ramming into you.

"w-w-wait, ah, haah, aaaah~,"

still sensitive from your orgasm and weak from being in the position for so long, your body goes limp against the bed, whines your last line of defense against caleb's repeated thrusts as he easily keeps your hips in the air.

"feels so good, knew you'd feel so good, hah," he mutters, watching the way his cock sinks into you with ease, coming out covered in your shared essence.

"im close, baby."

caleb's mind is mostly mush, body hot and driven by your mewls and whines of his name, mind reeling at finally having you like this, loving how willing you are, ready to truly make you his.

a frown adorns his face for a moment before a hand reaches out, gathers your hair, and pulls your head up from the mattress.

"..! haah..."

you gasp out in surprise, barely registering the sound of the bell that's now clearly ringing through the room again but caleb is all too aware, a satisfied smirk creeping up his face once more.

"gonna cum again? can feel it. gonna cum inside, yeah? you want that?"

"caleb!"

unable to cry anything but his name, he's more than satisfied.

the feel of your body, the blissed-out expression and whines of his name are too much, and he feels himself reaching his peak.

"ready, baby? cum with me, cum with me, cum-"

he's cut off by a groan as he reaches it, both of your sounds entangling together as you come undone once again around him as he rides out his high, thrusts slowing as he releases his warmth within you, marking your insides with his seed.

you're both panting out into the air, reveling in the moment together before he slowly, slowly pulls out, your body immediately falling against the mattress with a small jingle of the bell.

a small smile graces his lips at the sound, eyes dragging over your figure. the bites he left all over your body, the marks from his hand around your neck, the essence slowly seeping out of you—

it was almost enough to make him hard all over again.

but he willed himself against it at the sight of your spent form, making his way to grab a warm towel to clean you up at the very least.

even in this sort of situation, his first instinct was to take care of you.

you're practically on another planet, not even realizing that he's left the room and returned with something, jolting at the warm touch of fabric.

"just cleanin' you up, pipsqueak," he mumbles, gently dragging the towel over your body before gently making his way between your thighs.

you whimper at the feel, still sensitive from the brutal treatment you had to endure, but unable to make any remarks at the moment.

after all, its not like you didn't enjoy it.

he finishes quickly, tossing the towel into a nearby basket before settling himself onto the bed next to you.

"caleb..."

"i'm here," he reassures.

"caleb, i..."

he reaches out, easily pulling your tired body against his warm one.

"just stay right here with me, right where you belong."

and you give in, all too eager, shaking body curling up against his perfectly built one, resting your head on his chest as you regain your breath, fitting against him just as perfectly as you always have.

he's satisfied for now, having you by his side just like this, just as it should be.

and if you tried to slip away for any reason throughout the night, well....

the bell would be more than enough to easily locate you.

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a/n: might rewrite this/make it a fic but i just needed it out of my system cause i haven't been able to stop thinking ab it since the trailer dropped

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[imrafayels]

🔞🍎 Caleb tries hard to hold back from pounding you deep into the mattress, smirking with furrowed brows as he lazily holds your hips while attentively watching you ride him. He loves the way his colonel cap slides down your head as you keep moving up and down his cock, clenching as you grind for further friction. He holds back a moan, and squints as the tip of his erection slips out and slaps between your butt cheeks. His hand travels down to your ass and he squeezes it in an attempt to appease his overwhelming thirst before giving it a light pat.

“More than a punishment, this feels like quite the reward, pipsqueak. Ugh—”

You can’t think clearly, and ignore him breaking the rules as he pushes himself up on his elbows to take one of your breast between his lips. He sucks, inducing a moan to escape your dry throat. You can feel him smiling as he laps at your nipple.

And then his hips snap up— the head of his cock perfectly reaching your sweet spot. You start seeing stars as your climax finally reaches you. Caleb groans, and buries his face between your tits. He licks, and nibbles while moaning— body trembling and tense as he comes deep inside of you. You’re both sticky with sweat but stay just like that; basking in the afterglow pleasure and in each other’s warmth.

“I guess I should disappear more often, pipsqueak,” he chuckles before giving you a light, heartwarming kiss. “If this is what I get, I gladly accept it.”

His meaningful smile sends sparks running your body again… And his hand finds its way into your wet core, ready for whenever you give him the signal.

[ill0usainte]

Fuck me like you mad at me, baby!

pairings: colonel!caleb x reader

cw: unprotected sex, office sex, inappropriate use of evol/powers, biting, hickeys, mentions of killing, possessive!caleb (come on it's caleb), crying, dom!caleb, sub!reader, lots of cum, nasty sex, reader getting aroused by Caleb dominating her, reader being called cocksleeve, anger issues

Imagine Colonel!Caleb, who has you pinned down over his office desk. Your wrist trap trapped under his hand as he gripped it tightly. You actually forget how strong Caleb is.

Oh how big of advantage he has with his evol-- just with a touch of it against your legs, makes you fall down to your knees.

Your clothes were scattered around his office-- leaving you bare. You can feel your ass pound against his pelvis behind. The mix of sweat and saliva painted your back--marked with hickeys and hand marks.

He moves his other hand as it reaches for your hip-- gripping the flesh, the other one spanks your ass as it jiggles you can't help but cry out of pleasure.

The way your aching pussy throbs around his gritty cock is intoxicating. This side of Caleb makes you go feral-- it's just so hot to see him so dominating and controlling over you.

Fucking you so good-- like a good cock sleeve you are.

The arousal sends shivers down your body-- because it's no good, this man will fuck you hours with no breaks.

You look so helpless-- but you can't shake the feeling of how his cock is filling you up so good.

The way his cock is bullying your aching pussy relentlessly:(

You knew he was mad. And it's bad for the part of you.

You knew how much Caleb loathes those higher-ups of the fleet. He hates how they treat him like a lap dog. Just a pet to be commanded to do things by their control.

And no shit-- because Caleb doesn't play when it comes to these things.

It angered him so much-- even of how deep his hatred for them, he never shows it. Instead he would let out his anger by fucking you immensely.

"hah- a-and did you know what those assholes told..m-me?" He growls, his hair sticking out on his forehead. You can't help but cry out in response, of how fast the man's pace is. All you can think of is how you're going back to linkon after this.

Caleb's desk was shaking continuously-- all his important paperwork were scattered around, few already drenched with your juices and his cum.

But he doesn't care-- like hell he will.

Tears stream down your cheeks feeling his gritty cock throb inside of your tight little hole. He's fucking you like there's no tomorrow-- as if he's following a rhythm.

"t-they...told me that I s-should stop bringing outsiders...in the fleet..." He breathes out, hand kneading the plush of your ass. The other one reached out to your hardened clit as he rub circles against it making you gasp as your legs trembled.

You were sure your moans were out of control. You'd just hope nobody passes by the colonel's office at this time.

"I can't...help but...want to kill them off instantly.." He leans over your back, his hot breath against your nape as he plants a kiss. It made you squirm, feeling his hot tongue traced over the plush of your skin.

The heat of sensation seeps through your pussy, as it clenches around his hardened cock. The sound of squelching roams around the room, the mix of your juices and his cum are leaking out of your poor pussy.

"Because....it would mean that I will be separated...hah-..f-from you.." He bites down the flesh of your nape making your eyes widened-- letting out a loud moan as you clench your hands-- trying to endure the pain.

Caleb continues on slamming his gritty cock in your warm pussy-- feeling your climax near, the walls of your pussy tightened around his hardened cock.

"hah-...and we w-ouldn't want that right, s-sweetie?" He whispers, leaving a soft kiss over the bite mark making your breath hitch. You nod in response as you felt your climax releasing-- following Caleb's hot loading cum releasing inside your womb. Thrusting it a little more inside--making sure it takes.

There might be complaints tomorrow from the other officers about the questionable noises from the colonel's office.

Fics of Caleb:

(Wo)men in uniform.

Play your gun right!

Lasting Mark.

Mark your territory.

LADS Men as cigarettes after sex songs

Got your head in a headlock!

Pussy can be so facetious.

Pink, Pink, Pink!

[jinwoosbabyboo]

The First Meet Self-Aware!Caleb

Caleb always talked about how he would he would show you around SkyHaven when you got there. It was never an 'if' with him it was always a 'when'. Perhaps that should've been your first red flag, but when you have feelings for someone those red flags look a little pink A/N: I was chillin' in the N109Zone while I wrote this. Sylus rubbed my feet and brought me food. pt. 1 here

“Just give me some time….”

What did he mean by that? The memory of the way his voice shook and how it seemed like he was talking more to himself rather than you — haunted you endlessly. You spent your days on edge, looking over your shoulder, tossing and turning in your sleep and waking up out of breath. You were never able to use your phone again after that it just wouldn’t turn back on. You spun the new device in your hand flipping it over to see the new phone case you purchased for it.

Apples.

“Well thanks for the new phone Caleb” You mumbled to yourself, setting it aside on your desk before sitting down to get to work. Part of you missed playing Love and Deepspace, but you couldn’t bring yourself to download the app again after what happened with Caleb. For months you had managed to fall for that pixelated man only for it to end the way that it did. You still had no clue what he meant by ‘Give me some time’ but it gave you chills nonetheless.

“Hey!” You jumped at the sound of Camerons voice aka your work bestie. “What?” The word rushed out of you. She stared down at you with a concerned look “I’ve been trying to get your attention I called your name at least ten times” You blinked rapidly as you looked around trying to gather your scattered thoughts. You hadn't realized you were spacing out “I’m sorry I was just trying to get this finished by end of day” You smoothed out your shirt and turned to face your friend “What's up?” Just when you thought it would be bad news you watched as a saccharine grin spread across her face. “Somebody had these delivered” She pulled a bouquet of your favorite flowers from behind her back and gently placed them in your lap. “Just for you”

Your whole face lit up as you looked down at the gorgeous flowers. No one has ever gifted you flowers before. The gesture almost made you combust just from staring at them. Carefully picking them up, you took a long sniff relishing in the floral notes that filled your senses. After getting a good sniff you quickly searched the flowers for a card to see who your secret admirer could be.

‘𝑰 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑷𝒊𝒑-𝒔𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒂𝒌 ♡ ͏𝑰 𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 -𝑪 ’

Your heart dropped to your ass in an instant; it can’t be Caleb he’s not real. You sprang to your feet letting the flowers fall to the floor — petals broke away from the stems as you kicked it away. The room grew blurry as your lungs constricted and your heart pounded like a drum in your ears. The last thing you saw was your friend reaching for you before you were suddenly counting the ceiling lights. Cameron shook you by your shoulders trying to get you to breathe properly. “What was in those flowers!? What did you do? Should I call 911?” She wasn’t speaking to you she was looking over her shoulder — who's she talking to? Please don’t let it be your boss that lady is strict enough as it is. She’ll have you head on a stick if she finds out you passed out on the clock.

“No I'll take it from here” A tall looming shadow stood over you; his face came into view as he leaned down and cupped your cheek in his hand. “Let’s go home pipsqueak you don’t look so well” Caleb? But how? You wanted to flinch away from his touch or get up and scramble away from him but your body was so heavy. “Ca…Caleb” It was so hard to speak your words coming out slurred as you continued to become even dizzier. “How?…..” His smile was blurry but his voice was clear "I take it you missed me considering this phone case"

The world seemed to be going by in flashes. First you were on the floor and next you were in someones arms and now you’re watching flashes of light pass by as you struggled to keep your eyes open. “Get some rest” A gentle hand rubbed small circles on your back willing you to sleep. The heavy weight of sleep outweighed your will to stay awake.

You were groggy as you rolled over and instinctively snuggled into your pillow. You wanted to go back to sleep, but the smell of breakfast had your stomach growling. Breakfast? You sat up in a panic looking around the foreign room. This was not your room and this was not your city. Fumbling out of bed you somehow managed to wrap your feet up in the sheets falling to the floor with a hard thud “Fuck that hurt” just then you heard heavy footsteps heading your way. Terror set in as you tried to untangle yourself from the blankets as the footsteps grew closer. “Come on come on come on” you begged the sheets that seemed to continuously grip onto your legs. “You can’t be serious” You whisper-yelled to yourself.

The room door opens softly and there stands Caleb with a look of worry. “What happened?” He rushes to your side and tries to help untangle you. “Caleb!?” Your eyes are practically bulging out of your head staring at the man in front of you. You wriggle and flail only making things worse “Hold still!” Caleb pins you in place with his evol as he unwraps your lower half from the sheets and blanket. “There. All done” He meets your stare and gives you those same puppy dog eyes that you remember all too well.

“W-where am I?” It took everything in you to keep from cowering into the corner. You knew there was no point in trying to run since he could quite literally pin you in place. He beamed as he gestured towards the floor to ceiling window “Welcome to SkyHaven I hope you enjoy your stay” He said with a wink. Your lips curled into an angry frown while your eyes ping ponged between the view and him. “What? Are you not happy to see me?”

“I don’t understand how I'm seeing you” You rolled your shoulder to try and quell the pain radiating from it. There will definitely be some bruising or at least some soreness later. “That’s classified information Pip-squeak” Before you could ask anymore questions Caleb pulled you to your feet like you weigh nothing. You looked up at him almost entranced by how handsome he is. You shook your head and snatched your hands from his. “Don’t give me that bullshit excuse! Take me home!”

He tilted his head and reached a hand out to caress your cheek “You are home” Although he had the warmest smile and lovestruck eyes; you couldn't help, but feel like a bucket of ice water was thrown on you. You stared dumbfounded; words escaping you.

Say something. Say something!

“I have to leave soon but I wanted to share a meal with you before then” That's when you noticed he was dressed in his colonel uniform — damn he looked so good too, but you refused to tell him that.

Suddenly he grabbed your wrist and pulled you out the door. You tripped over your own feet trying to keep up with his long strides. “I can walk on my own Caleb let go” You yanked at his grip and surprisingly he let go — only for him to swiftly sweep you off your feet and carry you bridal style into the dining room. He gently placed you in a chair and sauntered off to the kitchen returning with your favorite juice, a glass of water, and scallion pancakes. You stared at your plate not sure if you’re happy or pissed.

“I didn’t poison it so stop poutin’ and eat before it gets cold” You glanced at Caleb who occupied the seat next to you. He sat in a relaxed position with his head resting in his palm; studying you intently. You were still hesitant to eat anything this man put in front of you considering he kidnapped you to another world and won’t tell you how to get home. Caleb reaches a hand across you grabbing your knife and fork and slices a piece of your scallion pancake — popping it into his mouth with a subtle groan. He cuts another piece and turns the fork to you “See it’s safe”

You hesitantly part your lips as Caleb pushes the food into your mouth. The flavors bursting on your tongue had you audibly moaning as well. Caleb was a fantastic cook — you snatched the fork from his hand and dug right in taking a few sips of your drink to wash it down. The weight of his stare has you slowing down and immediately wiping your mouth “What are you staring at?” Calebs eyes soften as he slowly scans your face “You’re even more beautiful in person”

Even though you weren’t happy with him those words still gave you butterflies — you’ve been trying so hard to suppress them. You dropped your gaze and moved the last bits of your food around your plate “Don’t flirt with me you’re gonna make me nervous” He let out a soft chuckle and flicked your nose before leaning back in his chair — flashing that gorgeous smile of his. Caleb really was breathtaking; those violet eyes almost had you in a trance. You couldn’t help, but take in all his features — your eyes going from his eyes to his lips, taking notes of how full and soft they looked.

Continuing your perusal, you let your eyes move down, taking in his long muscular, but lean frame. His legs seemed to go for miles and you watched him spread them just a little wider when your eyes reached his lap. “You like what you see pip-squeak?” You finally snapped out of your self-inflicted trance and shook your head “You’re easy on the eyes even though you make my nervous system stand on end” You pushed your empty plate away, crossing your arms over your chest as you sat back in your chair.

Caleb didn’t respond immediately — opting to just give your cheek a caress as he grabbed your plate. His silence was unnerving to say the least. Is he upset? Are you the reason he’s upset? Staying quiet seemed to be the best option. “So I’ll be leavin’ for three days I want you to stay here and when I get back I promise to give you the grand tour of SkyHaven” His voice was accompanied by the sound of dishes clattering and running water.

“Three days?!” You choked on your drink causing you to cough loudly. Caleb stopped what he was doing and rushed to your side — rubbing your back as you caught your breath. “I’m not staying here for three days! I have a life back home!” You pushed his shoulder so you could stand and get some space. You knew by the way his brows furrowed and the chilling demeanor that washed over him in an instance that you’d made him mad. “And how exactly do you plan on getting ‘home’ pip-squeak?” He took a step toward you making you step back. You didn’t get far as he grabbed your wrist and pulled you flush against him. His eyes were becoming wild — this was the same look in his eyes before he ruined your phone for good. His heart was also beating rapidly in rhythm with yours.

You: Tell me how! Caleb: Didn’t you say you hated your job? You: Yes but- Caleb: Weren’t you the one who said you wanted someone to take care of you for once? You: Caleb I didn’t mean- Caleb: So why not stay here and be happy …. with me?

Your heart was beating out of your chest as you stood there letting part of yourself give in to him while the other half was ready to run out the door. Where would you go though? Who would help you? There’s no way Caleb is actually cruel enough to keep you here knowing damn well you don’t belong in this game. “I-I can’t” You croaked out not knowing if you wanted to kiss him or kick him. You watched Calebs’ expression fall, but he quickly covered it with a small grin. He stepped away from you and you almost chased after him due to the loss of warmth. He gripped you by your chin and you stood there frozen not sure what his next move would be. He narrowed his eyes as he searched your face for what? You didn’t know. To your surprise he placed the softest kiss on your lips. The gasp that followed was swallowed up by him as he deepened the kiss. Your mind screamed at you to give him a swift kick to the crotch, but your heart was melting in the palm of his hand.

You kissed him back with the same fervor.

You instinctively wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him impossibly close. Caleb kissed you like he would never have this chance again while simultaneously savoring your lips like he had all the time in the world. He tapped the side of your thigh and you swiftly lifted it without question. Caleb picked you up, holding you close as he moved across the room and laid you down on the couch. He pulled away breathless and dropped his forehead on your chest “If we keep going I’ll be late for work”

“I should probably get home anyway Caleb we can talk about this another day, but let me go home first” You ran your hands through his hair — it was soft. He lifted his head and for the first time, since bringing up home, his eyes showed no sign of anger. “You’re right” He stood to his full height and helped you to your feet. “Lets get you some pain medication for your shoulder” He brushed his fingertips over the darkening area “Then I'll tell you how to get home” his words were almost a whisper.

“Thank you” You could feel the tension melting off of you in waves.

“Follow me” He helped you to your feet and headed down the hallway towards what you assume is his room. You followed closely behind him; stumbling a few times to keep up. Once you were in his room your stumbling became much harder to control. Your breathing was becoming heavy and your head felt like it weighed a thousand pounds. You braced yourself against the wall willing the dizziness to stop.

“What’s wrong? Come lay down” Caleb said feigning concern. Your body was too heavy to even try to fight him so you allowed him to guide you into his bed and you felt a soft kiss on your forehead right before drifting off to sleep. “I’ll be back soon”

The room was dark only lit by the moon through the window when you woke up. You sat up glancing around the room trying to figure out where you were. It took a minute for your eyes to adjust, but once they did you saw the outline of a small lamp on the nightstand next to the bed.

No he didn’t.

You bolted out of bed at the sudden realization that you were still in Calebs home. “Caleb!” You yelled as you ran down the hall out into the living room. The place was dark and quiet not a single sign of another person. You ran to the front door, frantically trying to open it, but somehow Caleb managed to bolt this door shut making it impossible for you to leave. “He locked me in?” Think.

The windows!

You opened one of the few windows that wasn't floor to ceiling and found that it luckily wasn't sealed shut. Freedom was in reach. You went to put one leg out the window when you were met with an electrifying pain. “Ow! Damn it!” There was some kind of electromagnetic wall just outside the window. Don’t freak out. Don’t freak out. Your breathing was ragged and tears streamed down your face uncontrollably. “Fuck you Caleb you were never going to let me leave”

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[nymphoheretic]

Not Through Yet

Warnings: implied marathon sex, implied breeding, mentioning of pregnancy, unprotected sex, squirting, overstim, reader/MC passes out, praise, dirty talk, oral sex (fem!receiving), cum eating, caleb's arm has a useful feature (let me know if I'm missing anything)

Word count: 2.1k (I wrote this with my pussy on the keyboard)

A/N: This is straight smut all 2.1k of it and is kinda like a continuation of Unwanted Reunion, but can be read as standalone!

AO3

Network: @eveningatthemoviesnetwork

“C-Caleb, gunna cum...”

How many times have you said this sentence? How long has it been since Caleb pulled you from that interrogation room to his quarters on the Fleet’s ship to fuck you over and over, driving your body into overstimulation and making you so sensitive that the feeling of your own sweat rolling down your body was enough to make you cry out so wantonly. 

Every methodical drag of his cock through your gummy walls was enough to make your body tremble with another onslaught of shivers. You whimper when he turns your head to face his, lips finding yours and his tongue delving deep. Your pussy squeezes his cock just right, milking his balls of his seed as you drench his shaft in your creamy arousal.

“Go ahead. I’m right behind you, princess.” He moans so sweetly against your lips, a string of saliva still connects your tongues as he pumps his hips into your at a much slower pace than he had been. It was as if he was contradicting his words and prolonging your orgasm. The steady wet clap of his balls smacking against your sensitive, overstuffed cunt was almost enough to send you back spiraling.

Your back arches away from the bed, arms heavy from exhaustion as you lift them to wrap around his neck. “Can’t cum anymore, Caleb...s’tired...need t’rest.” His lips move to brush over your forehead as he pants out, hips still continuing their slow roll into yours. Caleb peppers kisses all over your sweaty forehead and down your cheek until he reaches your lips again. They were swollen from the many times he’s sucked them into his mouth, nibbled on them, just tasting your lips repeatedly. He couldn’t get enough of you. Caleb needed more of you. Feeding you his tongue to silence your whine, his left hand crawls down between your thighs and rubs slow, steady circles on your clit, working you up to another orgasm after the one you just had. “You got plenty in there for me, right? Yes, you do. C’mon~ Give me what I want, sweetheart.” Caleb coaxes gently, yet his tone was still even. Like he wasn’t being affected by the sheer overstim he was putting you both through.

You moan as your cunt releases its juices quickly over the thrumming of your clit pulsing under his fingers as he plucks at it like a finely tuned instrument. Your slick dribbles out, running down the crack of your ass to join the large, growing wet spot under you, drenching the sheets. “Fuck! Caleb! I can’t anymore!” Caleb simply curls his arms around your head, caging you in as his hips pick up in speed, the lewd schlick of your velvet heat taking his cock ringing out in the room. He couldn’t stop; wouldn’t stop. Not until you were swollen with how much of his cum he’s pumped inside you. Not until he’s gotten his fill of you. Until he’s gotten in a year's worth. But even then he wouldn’t be satisfied. Caleb craved you; vowed to always be there for you; to always protect you. And that’s what he was going to do.

He drags his cock through your slick walls, grunting at the way your walls cling to his shaft and trying to suck him back in deeper. A chuckle vibrates in his chest tingling down your lips as he suckles your tongue briefly before letting go. His thumb comes up to break away the thin string still connecting your lips, smearing it over yours as he smirks down at you. “That’s not what she’s saying.”

His hips snap into yours, thick cockhead battering against your cervix, kissing at the entrance to your womb. Sweat rolls down the side of his face, the clear droplet hanging from his chin until it splatters down onto your collarbone. “She is squeezing me so tightly, little one. It almost makes it hard to keep thrusting.”  He brings his bionic arm up to his lips and licks the tip of his middle and ring fingers, coating them in his saliva. “My hand also has a special feature I thought about just for you.”

You gasp when the cold digits touch your hot flesh as he trails them down your belly, a gentle vibration skimming across your skin. “Caleb, what?” You look down at his hand and see the fingers whirling and humming as they shake softly. Your head falls back against the pillows as your back arches away from the bed, hips pressing more into his as his fingers touch your clit. “Fuck! That’s feels...ah~” Your words are cut off in another fevered moan as Caleb rubs slow circles around your throbbing nub.

Caleb smiles sweetly, eyes full of affection, desire, and need as his cock batters against your womb, vastly contracting against his sweet words as his fingers vibrate on your clit. His lips find your sweaty forehead, tongue slipping out to collect the droplets of sweat to taste the salt of your skin as he presses tender kisses. “You used to always like when I did this~” His fingers press harder against your throbbing nub, the buzzing from the vibrations sending the neurons in your brain alight as your body bucks.

“Oh my god! Caleb!” Your voice comes out in a loud cry as your tears fall faster down your cheeks as the sting of overstim settles in your bones. Your clit twitches violently under his touch as your pussy clamps down tightly on his girth. You manage to jerk your legs away from your chest to wrap them tightly around his waist. “You’re gonna make me cum again. Oh, please?!” “Please?” He repeats in a teasing mockery mimic of your voice as his free hand comes to cup your jaw, his chest pressing into yours and making your overly sensitive nipples rub against his sweat slick skin and making you cry out even louder. He could feel the way your walls quiver around him. “Come on, little one. Stop being stubborn and let her wet me up again. You know you want to.” the vibrations quicken as he turns your face towards his, his tongue dipping out to curl into your mouth and swallows your screams.

Your back arches violently, nails of one hand digging into the sheet under you as the other rips through the flesh of his back. You feel him hissing against your lips as your dig your nails deeper into the muscles of his face, pussy clenching tightly around his shaft as your juices leak out of you like a faucet. The spray of hot liquid drenches his lower abdomen, thighs, pelvis, and drips down his shaft to soak up his balls. Cooling droplets roll down the crack of your ass before joining the pooling wet spot underneath you.

His grunts morph into moans as his hips studder, your slick walls massaging and trying to milk his cock for his seed. “Fuck...she’s clamping down on me so tightly. She must really be hungry for my cum? You want me to cum inside you. To fill you up and fuck it deeper before cleaning you up with my tongue, princess?” Caleb’s lips curl into a sweet smile when all you could do was let out babbles and broke pleas of his name. 

“Yeah? Say my name.” His left hand trails down your neck to your belly, fingertips swirling over the small bulge his cock was making. “Feel me right here, princess?” Caleb teases, making you whine out and tighten your legs around his waist. A chuckle vibrates through his chest as he leans back in and presses the sweetest of featherlight kisses to your lips as his cock twitches with your depths. 

A guttural moan leaves his throat as he snaps his hips and his back straightens, his heavy balls drawing up as his cum paints your insides white in his color. “Fuck, princess. That’s a good girl. Taking my cum like the slutty girl you are for me.” His right hand stops vibrating, your juices sliding down the digits as he brings them to your lips. “Go on, clean them up for me then I’ll clean up my mess.”

“Your mes-mmmph~” Your words are cut off in a muffled moan as Caleb slips his soaked metal fingers past your parted lips. You whimper at the musky taste of your own slick and the metallic tang of his fingers running over your taste buds and your eyes slide close. A hum vibrates in the muscles of your throat and chest as your curl your tongue over the cool digits, warming them with your saliva before swallowing around them.

“Atta girl...” His lilac eyes swirl with lust as he watches you clean his hand of your squirt as he slowly drags his cock through your sensitive gummy walls, his cum sloshing around from the movement. He eases his softening dick out your fucked out little hole and slowly dropped open mouth kisses down your chest. His tongue curls over one nipple, worshiping it his his teeth with light nibbles before moving down lower. His lips nuzzle against your belly; one day it will be rounded with his child.

 One day.

His kisses trail lower until he has your thighs cupping his head. Caleb’s eyes lock on the thin glob of his cum that oozes out of your hole and his mouth waters a bit. Resisting the urge to use two of his fingers to scoop it back in and push it in deeper, his tongue lolls out. The pointed tip of his pink muscle strokes over your slit from bottom to top, collecting the string on the flat of it. He moans at the taste of his sticky cum mixing with your slick as it spreads over his taste buds. Caleb feels you jolt, your hands flying to tangle in his hair to probably stop him, but he uses his evol to make your wrists fly above your head and pin them to the mattress.

He moves his hand from your mouth as his cups his hands under your ass to bring your cunt to his ravenous mouth. One taste of your combined fluids and he was hooked. His tongue slithers into your gushing hole, seeking out more of his cum because he knows that he’s stuffed you so full of it by now. He shakes his head like a hungry dog, sweat dripping down his forehead and making his bangs stick to it in wet clumps. Lewd slurping sounds come as his lips suckle at your clit, tongue wriggling inside your clenching pussy.

Your back arches even more due to his grip on your ass as he lifts you up, your hips off the bed as your upper back and shoulders still rests on the mattress. You try to pry your wrists from the strength of his evol to no avail as he begins to feast  on you, the lewd slurping and swallowing filling the bedroom. Your mouth parts in a scream as your nerves are driven past the point of overstimulation. “Ca-Caleb! I-” Your words die off in another scream as the white hot coil in your lower belly winds tighter and tighter with every greedy lick and slurping of his tongue.

He suctions his mouth to your hole to suck out every last drop of his cum out your pussy, his nose bumping against your overly engorged clit. His eyes slide close as the musky taste of your juices mixed with his seed continues to flow over his tastebuds, He couldn’t get enough as his cock twitches back to life and pre slowly beads in the slit to dribble down his shaft. “Come on. Let me taste her. Let her squirt down my throat.” His left hand raises slightly and smacks down on the firm globe of flesh that was your ass, the skin jiggles lightly.

You could feel black spot forming in your vision as your chest heaves, your stomach caving in as you cum hard on his relentless tongue. Squirt, hot and runny, filling his mouth and running down his throat as he eagerly swallows it all down. Your body goes limp in his hands as the black spots increase, spreading over your vision completely. “Ca-leb....” You whisper out before exhaustion finally claims you.

Caleb pulls away from your delicious cunt, his lower face wet and shiny. His eyes immediately try to catch yours and panic settles in his chest when he sees you passed out. “Shit.” He curses as he lays you down in a dry spot on the bed. He crawls up to cradle your face in his palms and looks at your peaceful sleeping face and lets out a sigh of relief. “For a Hunter, we need to work on your stamina, little one.” He chuckles as he presses a sweet kiss to your sweaty forehead. “Get some rest. You’ll need it for later. I’m nowhere through with you.”

2022-25 nymphoheretic - I do not give permission to copy, edit, alter, or distribute my work. Do not adverse on tiktok. Do not repost on any other platform. I only have tumblr and AO3.

[starmocha]

POV: you're boomshakalaka'ing with all three men from the living room to the kitchen to the bedroom, feeling their hands all over your body, every one of them restless and needing you just as badly as you want them all, getting so breathless as they’re all stealing your lips in quick succession because each one of them wants to be your favorite, but you don’t have favorites, you love them all equally and are planning to treat them well just like they do with you, and of course Zaynie here is going to get the best head of his life as Sylus eats you out, but who can forget sweet Caleb so it’s a good thing you still have a hand available and isn’t it cute how small it looks wrapped around his large length, and what’s that, oh god, Sylus is pumping his fat cock as he devours you and suddenly it’s a game to see who is going to cum first, but fuck, they’re not playing fair since they all know you have such a voice kink and every one of their voices are so delicious as they groan and call you their pretty little slut, and yes, Sylus is right, your pretty mouth does more than just moan like a whore, it can also take Zaynie’s cock so well, and the handsome doctor is stroking your cheek and praising you, knowing full well you also have a praise kink, and it’s making you twitch and clench as you choke on him when Sylus suddenly gives your ass a playful slap that you like perhaps just a little too much, but who fucking cares about modesty when you can feel your orgasm nearing as they are all edging you like the mean boys they are, and oh fuck, it’s all too much, and you cum first, the sight is enough to make all three men lose it and cover and fill you with their release, their amused chuckles loud as they take in the sight of you being such a messy little slut but fucking hell do they love seeing you like this, and of course this is far from over since they still have two other holes they need to stretch and fill, so now the question is which cock are you going to let destroy your pussy first? It doesn’t really matter, perhaps, because by the end of this long and intense night, they’re all going to make sure your pussy is just full of a cocktail of their seeds as they all take turn breeding you over and over again until you’re just whining and sobbing from the intensity of this overstimulation and ravage fucking, but they won’t let you rest until every one of them have cummed inside you, because after all, sharing is caring, and you are their favorite fucktoy to share.

[bboricha]

hot damn!

➳ pairings: caleb x afab!reader ➳ cw: NSFW, caleb eats pussy, that's really it

you're laying on the couch on your stomach, playing a game on your phone. and caleb is... well, caleb is staring at your ass. to be fair, they look great in those shorts and you know it, which is why you deliberately brought it with you to caleb's apartment in skyhaven.

he sits down next to your legs, picking up one of them by the ankle and draping it over his lap, his eyes never leaving the curve of your ass. you can feel his gaze, but you ignore it. or at least you try to until he suddenly grips the back of your thighs, slowly dragging his fingers upwards, letting them slide underneath the fabric of your shorts, finally reaching the goal. he starts to knead your cheeks softly, his hands larger than them because he has really big hands. he begins to put a bit more power into it, almost as if he were giving you a massage. you feel a mischievous finger hooking the hem of your panties, finally making you pause your game and look back at him with a cocked eyebrow.

"caleb?" you ask.

"...yes?" he answers.

"what do you think you're doing?" your honeyed voice, filled with mocked oblivion, makes his cock twitch in his basketball shorts.

"i'm just trying to make you feel relaxed," his voice is filled with false pretenses, making your cunt drip a bit. his hands travel further up your panties, silently asking if he could continue. when you respond by lightly grinding your knee against his clothed cock, he grins, yanking your shorts off.

he sniffs at your pussy through your underwear, lapping at the wet spot that formed before pulling it aside with his teeth, stretching your ass cheeks apart to get a better look at how wet you are. he buries his face into you, groaning as he slurps up your arousal.

"calebbbb, you're being too noisy," you whine, gripping one of his couch pillows tightly as you try to drown out the wet noises and groans from him.

"can't help it," he moans between licks, "you taste too good, baby."

his tongue dips inside your hole, trying to drink up all the nectar that's flowing out. your toes curl as that coil in your stomach becomes taut, becoming tighter when he suckles on your clit.

"c-caleb, i'm—" you stutter, biting the cushion, moaning into it as your eyelids flutter. your eyes roll back as you cum, your legs attempt to twitch but caleb holds them down, lapping up your release. once you finally come down from your high, your try to move your legs, but caleb's hold on you is strong. you turn around to look at him, tilting your head in confusion when all he does is respond with a smile.

"i haven't had my fill yet."

an: i just like to think that caleb really likes eating pussy

[size0forhollywood]

Taste of the Forbidden Fruit

Content Warning: 21+, SMUT, NSFW, No Plot, oneshot, Caleb, ‘Taboo’ Romance.

A/N: Look… I have a problem hahah. I ain’t a Caleb girly but I can’t help but feel with the latest story update that we’ll be seeing him again very soon. Also, I got this pic off Pinterest so credit to the OG artist! @/吉士牛牛堡

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“Ah..Nngh..god..” your whispered moans fill the room, blissfully melding together with Caleb’s soft groans and grunts.

His mouth and tongue work up and down your neck, tasting your salty sweet skin.

“Shh, Pipsqueak… you’ll wake Gramma…” His voice was strained as he was desperately fighting back the urge to say fuck it and pound into you like there was no tomorrow.

As much as you wanted him to fuck hard and fast, you know you couldn’t indulge those desires, couldn’t risk Josephine finding out. You know she would be disgusted with this relationship. After all, you and Caleb grew up together, she raised you two together like siblings. Honestly, all that did was further increase the attraction between you two.

You watched him grow into this incredible handsome man and your perverted feelings for him grew along with him. Now he was here, in your bed fucking you and lavishing you, returning that burning passion he has always felt for you too.

You wrapped your legs around his waist, locking your ankles behind his lower back, forcing him to be closer to you.

“Ah.. Caleb.. I want more…” you whimpered into his ear.

Caleb shuddered. God he loved seeing you like this. He’s wanted this for as long as he can remember. Hearing you beg for him almost made him come undone right then and there. His restraint fraying at an alarming speed.

His hands went to your ass cheeks and gripped the plump flesh tightly. Lifting you up and tilting your hips. He started pistoning his thick cock faster and harder.

“F-fuck.. you’re gonna be the death of me…” He groaned into the crook of your neck.

Your hands fly up to his shoulders, your fingernails marking up his soft skin. Staking your claim on his body.

“Yes..yes..fuck yes…” This new angle he found was heaven, hitting your g-spot with every stroke.

Your head falls back into the pillows as your moans leave your lips like a prayer. The coil in your belly winding tighter and tighter. Threatening to snap any second.

Caleb bit down on your neck, sweat beading his forehead. He was really, desperately trying to hold back his release but the way your pussy walls were starting to flutter and clench his cock was making it an impossible mission.

“Fuck…” he groaned. “I.. need you to cum first..pipsqueak..”

Caleb suddenly pulled out, untangling your legs from around him. His big palms find your inner thighs and he spreads your legs wider. He takes a second to appreciate the sight of your well fucked hole before burying his face in your sweet cunt.

Your body responds pleasantly to him, back arching off the bed, grinding your cunt against his face as he feasts on you like a man who was stranded in the desert and found a water source.

“C-Caleb! Please! I need you inside me..”

Caleb responds by sucking on your clit, one of his hands holding your legs open makes its way to your dripping cunt and he starts to finger you. Two fingers, knuckle deep feeling your hot wet walls. Searching for the sweet spot that’ll make you scream.

“Not yet baby…” he swirls his tongue. “Not until you cum on my face.” And there he goes again.

His fingers and tongue pleasuring you until your body starts to tremble. Your fingers gripping the bed sheets until your knuckles turn white.

“Oh fuck oh fuck!” You grab a pillow and press it against your face. Trying to muffle the sounds of your moans.

You were close again. The coil on the precipice of snapping. Caleb finds your g-spot and stars burst behind your eyelids, your toes curl as an intense orgasm rips through you. You scream into your pillow, muffling the cries of pleasure.

Caleb laps up your release making sure no drop goes to waste. He could eat your sweet cream all fucking night if he had the chance. His cock was throbbing now, aching to be buried back inside your hot cunt.

He lifts his head up, his purple eyes darkened with lust. “Fuck you taste incredible.”

You collapse back onto the bed, your body still shuddering from the intense orgasm.

Not giving you any chance to recover he flips you onto your stomach and puts you on your knees.

“Fuck you’re so beautiful like this,” Caleb lines up the head of his cock to your drenched entrance.

He sheaths himself inside you to the hilt. Groaning as your pussy swallows each delicious inch of him. “God! You were made for me.” He gasps before starting to rut into you.

Your hands death grip the bed sheets and you bite your pillow to hide your cries of pleasure. Fuck he felt so deep behind you like this. Each thrust making the familiar ache in your lower belly build.

Why does something that can be seen as taboo feel so fucking right?! The way he makes you feel, perhaps you were made for him like this? To be fucked and loved by this man. Your childhood friend, your ‘big brother’. You never saw him as a brother though, no. Sisters don’t feel this way about their brothers.

“Ah..mmpf..Caleb!” The pillow swallows your sounds of ecstasy. The sound of your coupling echoes in the bedroom.

Caleb’s thrusting starts to lose its rhythm as he feels himself on the verge of release.

“God… I’m gonna cum..” He groans through gritted teeth. Not wanting this moment to end. The feel of your warmth wrapped around him, clenching, sucking him in deeper. It’s all too much.

Suddenly he flips you back onto your back. He hooks your legs over his elbows and crashes his lips onto yours. Swallowing your loud moans as he fucks you deeper than before.

“D-don’t stop..” you moan against his lips.

“Fuccckk..!” Caleb’s resolve is almost at shattering point. He can feel you on the verge of another orgasm.

“Let’s cum together baby!” He angles his hips, finding your sweet spot and suddenly you’re lost in a daze of intense pleasure again. Your orgasm ripples through you, your pussy clamping down hard on his pistoning cock.

“Caleb!” You cry out.

The feel of your pussy clenching him tightly is Caleb’s undoing. He buries himself to the hilt as he cums deep inside you. Thick, hot spurts of his semen coat your insides and you love it. There’s so much of it, it’s leaking out of your pussy.

As you collapse back onto the mattress, spent and sated, he collapses on top of you. His body still shuddering from aftershocks of his intense orgasm.

You’re both out of breath, Caleb buries his face into the crook of your neck, breathing in your scent and the smell of your sex.

You wrap your arms around him, holding him close to you as you both linger in the afterglow of your combined orgasms.

“Welcome back Caleb…” you finally murmur after what feels like hours of cuddling.

Caleb chuckles and starts peppering kisses up your neck and jaw.

“Thanks Pipsqueak.” He gives you a soft lingering kiss on your lips, his tongue exploring the depths of your mouth. When he finally pulls away, taking in a deep breath. He look into your eyes, his pupils blown out so much you can only see a sliver of purple.

You just know he’s already thinking about going for another round.

“I’m glad to be back.”

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[froggiequarium]

747 words; some lads fluff of caleb praising u bc i deserve it (n so do u) :x

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you trudge your way towards the kitchen, hunger evident after spending almost two hours reading and taking the first quiz of the semester, not even a week into the class.

seriously, what was up with that?

you let out a sigh when a voice rings you out of your thoughts.

"hey, pipsqueak!"

you're greeted by the familiar warm voice that makes any leftover tension in your shoulders ease almost instantly.

before you can respond, only being granted enough time to blink up at him, he speaks up again.

"finally droppin' in to say hi?"

you ignore his tease as you close the short distance, arms spreading to embrace him. he immediately welcomes you, one strong arm encircling your waist and easily pulling you towards his side, other hand preoccupied with the food cooking on the stove.

you nuzzle into the warmth of his side, breathing in his comforting scent, closing your eyes to bask in all that is him.

"m' hungry," you whine against the cloth of his shirt.

"is that all you see me as? your personal chef?"

"yes!" you answer playfully and all too quickly.

in the next second, you jolt, feeling a small slap against your ass.

"hey!"

he only laughs in amusement.

"so mean," you pout. "i was studying so hard, and i'm getting punished? how cruel..." you bury your face into his shirt, playfully sulking against him.

he hums, hand sliding up to your head as he pats your hair, other one using the tool in hand to stir the food in the pan.

"what, you want some praise or something?" he teases, not expecting an actual answer.

"yes," you answer maybe just a touch fast, looking up at him expectantly.

your honesty takes him by surprise for just a moment before a grin between teasing and loving crawls up his lips, setting the utensil down to reach over and turn the stove on low, hands now free to fully focus on you.

he looks down into your bright expectant eyes, all his attention on you, and you feel your heart race just a little bit faster in anticipation.

"you did so well, working so hard just a couple of days in," caleb coos at you, petting your head lovingly, nails lightly tracing at your scalp resembling a massage. he loves the way that satisfied grin creeps up your lips as you practically melt against him as you chase his touch, resembling a cat rubbing up against the affection its receiving from its owner.

his large hands slowly slide down the sides of your face before landing on your warm cheeks, almost engulfing them in his hold, squishing them just slightly and gently rubbing them.

"such a good girl, aren't you?"

the way your eyes slip shut and a sound akin to a pleased mewl escaping you as a response is something that makes his heart stutter in his chest.

even after all this time, you're still so cute to him.

"you must be hungry after working so hard, huh?"

you nod in response, hugging him closer, stealing his warmth almost trying to blanket yourself within it. as one of his hands slides down your back to rub gentle circles into it and the other one up to caress your head, you think you'll be able to fall asleep against him like this.

he chuckles warmly, feeling your body slump against him more and more with each passing minute, face buried into his chest. as much as he wants to stay like this, he doesn't want the freshly made lunch to go cold.

he slips his hand from its place on your back moving it to your shoulder, gently shaking you while the other pats your head twice, just slightly firmer than before. his voice comes out hushed in the gentle atmosphere that surrounds the both of you.

"hey, you don't want the food to get cold now, do you?"

you gently shake your head, and his hand— now flat on your head— moves it just enough to make you look back up at him, bleary eyes cracking open to meet his creased sunset ones.

"let me feed my smart baby and then we can nap together, yea? would you like that?"

"mhmm," you hum, giggling when you feel him maneuver your head to make you nod in agreement, almost not giving you a choice (not that you'd ever reject such an offer from caleb).

he smiles at your reaction, eyes dancing with mirth.

"you deserve this, after all. come on," he pats your head one more time, an obvious show of his affection for you for as long as you could remember.

"let's eat now, together."

just as it should be.

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a/n: i just need some physical affection + some praise from him and i'll be easily fulfilled

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[zankaywie]

pairings : zayne x fem!reader

warnings : smut , creampie , riding , orgasm control , overstimulation

an : this short fic has been rotting in my notes for ages... it was supposed to be riding the boys, caleb, xavier, zayne, and rafayel, but it was unfinished so i just decided to posy zayne's

"zayne." you moaned as you bounced on his cock. he was sitting up on the couch with you on his lap, giving him a little show. you wanted to make him feel better because he had bad day. "i— ngh— i'm gonna... m'gonna cum...! ah—"

zayne throws his head back, a low moan leaving his lips. "hngh, fuck– be a good girl for me and keep on riding me, okay? don't cum just yet."

"i can't!" you couldn't hold it in anymore... you cried, hiding your pretty little face in the crook of his neck as you came with a loud moan. soon, your thighs were burning and felt sore from the bouncing.

zayne sighs as he notices you slowing down. placing a hand on your ass and shifting to a more comfortable position... then he thrusts his hips into you, the feeling of his cock grinding against your walls were painfully good. but the overstimulation was making it sting.

"h-hah, zayne— wait!—" you sob. "too much!"

"i said don't cum." he groans.

"m'sorry!" you slurred, tightening your arms around him.

"look at me. look at me as i fill you up." zayne's voice was deep and husky. you quickly oblige, removing youself from his neck and looked at him as you whimpered.

the way you look... lips messy with saliva, eyes watery and filled with lust, cheeks flushed red... he moaned as he felt himself cumming inside your walls. he still wanted more.

"another one..." zayne changes the position. him on top, trapping you in his arms. "give me another one, sweetheart."

[rafayelxsylusho]

How the lads boys eat your 🐱.

Zayne/Sylus/Caleb/Xavier/Rafayel

TW:SMUT

Xavier🌟

Xavier would eat your pussy in the missionary position, with you lying on your back and him positioned between your spread legs, head propped up slightly on pillows so you're not completely flat but can still see him between your spread thighs. This way, he can watch your expressions, your mouth falling open in soft gasps and moans, your cheeks flushing pink as he pleases you.

He'd take his time, starting with slow, teasing licks along your slit before focusing on your clit, circling and flicking the sensitive bud with the tip of his tongue. His large hands would grip your thighs, pushing them further apart as he dives in, burying his face in your cunt and feasting on you like a starving man at a banquet. He'd alternate between long, slow licks and quick, hard sucks on your clit, bringing you closer and closer to the edge before pulling back to start all over again, determined to make you cum on his tongue.

Throughout it all, his deep blue eyes would be locked with yours, watching your every reaction as he takes you apart with his mouth.

Sylus 🐦‍⬛

Sylus would eat your pussy from behind, your hips tilted up and your lower half bared to him. He'd press your upper body flat against the bed, one large hand splaying between your shoulder blades to hold you down while the other grips your ass tightly, kneading and parting your cheeks.

He'd start by trailing teasing kisses along the back of your thigh, slowly working his way up until he reaches the crease where your leg meets your ass. His breath would be hot against your skin as he inhales your scent, a low groan rumbling in his chest. Then, without warning, he'd bury his face between your legs, his tongue delving directly into your dripping folds.

He'd eat your pussy with a hunger bordering on feral, his mouth and chin glistening with your juices as he licks and suckles your most intimate places. His tongue would plunge deep, fucking into your entrance, before dragging slowly upward to circle and flick against your clit. He'd alternate between long, broad strokes and targeted flicks, each movement sending jolts of pleasure shooting through you.

His fingers would dig into the flesh of your ass, pulling you harder against his mouth, grinding your cunt against his face as he devours you. He'd be relentless, determined to make you fall apart on his tongue, to feel you gush and quiver against his lips. He'd only stop when he's wrung every last drop of pleasure from your trembling body, leaving you boneless and spent. Throughout it all, he'd hold you in place, claiming you, possessing you utterly.

RAFAYEL 🐡

Rafayel would eat your pussy in a position that lets him get creative and playful, his artistic nature shining through. He might have you sit on the edge of a table or dresser, your legs spread wide and your feet resting on the edge.

As you sit there, he'd look at you with a mischievous grin, dark purple-pink eyes roaming hungrily over your exposed flesh. His hands would grip your thighs, thumbs rubbing teasing circles on your skin as he leans in. He'd start by just breathing in your scent, eyes fluttering shut in bliss before he's even begun.

Then, without warning, he'd bury his face between your legs, his lips and tongue immediately finding your clit and suckling greedily. His technique would be enthusiastic and passionate, almost messy in its intensity. He'd alternate between flat-tongued strokes and rapid flicks, occasionally dipping down to thrust his tongue deep into your entrance before returning to lavish attention on your aching clit.

His nose would nudge your clit as he licks, the sensation foreign yet incredibly pleasurable. Occasionally he'd pull back to blow cool air across your dripping folds before diving back in, his chin and cheeks slick with your juices. Throughout it all, he'd make appreciative noises, the vibrations adding another layer of sensation.

He'd be playful too, occasionally pulling away to admire his work, seeing how wet and swollen and desperate you look before diving back in to continue his feast. His goal would be to bring you to a messy, shaking, shouting climax, reveling in the knowledge that he did that to you.

ZAYNE 🥼

Zayne would have you straddle his face. He'd be reclined against a mound of pillows, head tilted back, hazel eyes dark with desire as he looks up at you. His large hands would grip your hips firmly but gently, guiding your movements as you position yourself over his face.

He'd start by simply inhaling deeply, the scent of your arousal filling his nostrils. Then, without warning, he'd lean forward and drag the flat of his tongue along your dripping slit in one long, slow lick. He'd take his time, savoring your taste, before focusing his attention on your clit. His tongue would circle the sensitive bundle of nerves, teasingly at first, then with increasing pressure and speed.

Zayne would use his lips too, suckling your clit as his tongue flicked and circled. Occasionally he'd dip down to thrust his tongue deep into your entrance, fucking you with it, before returning to your clit. His hands would squeeze your hips, encouraging you to grind down against his face.

He'd be relentless in his pursuit of your pleasure, determined to make you come undone. He'd feel your body start to tremble and tense, your grip tightening on his hair. That's when he'd double his efforts, tongue and lips and even the occasional gentle nip pushing you over the edge.

As you come, he'd hold you in place, refusing to let you pull away, forcing you to ride out the waves of your climax on his face. He'd lap at you through it, gradually gentling his touch as you come down. Finally, he'd release you from his grip, a smug smile on his face as he gazes up at your blissed-out expression.

CALEB 🪐

Caleb would eat pussy in a 69 position he'd be on his back urging your thighs to straddle his face, your dripping sex hovering just above his eager mouth.

His hands would grip your ass tightly, fingers sinking into the flesh as he pulls you down, the first intimate contact of your slick folds with his lips and tongue. He'd groan into your pussy, the sound muffled but still audible, sending delicious vibrations through your core. His nose would press against your clit as he inhales your scent, a shudder running through his long body.

He'd start by licking broad, slow strokes along your slit, from your entrance up to your clit, his long tongue delving between your folds to taste your essence. His technique would be sensual and almost lazy at first, savoring every inch of your most intimate area. Occasionally he'd dip the tip of his tongue inside your entrance, fucking into you shallowly, teasingly.

His hands would knead and squeeze your ass, occasionally pulling you harder against his face, grinding your pussy against his mouth as he suckles and licks.

He'd set a steady rhythm, thrusting his hips up to meet your bobbing head as he pleasures you. He'd be lost in the dual sensations of your hot mouth around his cock and his own mouth buried in your dripping sex. The combined stimulation would be intense for you both, the pleasure building rapidly.

He'd occasionally bury himself deep in your throat as he grinds his nose against your clit, inhaling your scent and moaning deeply, the vibrations adding to your growing ecstasy.

When he feels you are close, he would start sucking your clit hard as he thrusts his tongue deep into your spasming channel. His fingers would dig into the flesh of your ass, pulling you impossibly hard against his mouth, grinding your gushing pussy against his face as he devours you.

At the same time, he'd bury himself balls-deep in your throat, his thick cock pulsing and throbbing as he hits the back of your throat. With a guttural, muffled moan that you feel vibrating through every cell of your being, he'd explode, his hot seed shooting down your throat in thick, creamy ropes.

He'd continue sucking and licking as he climaxes, his hips jerking erratically as spurt after spurt of his release fills your mouth and throat. His grip on your ass would be almost painful as he holds you in place, not letting you pull away as he rides out the intense waves of his orgasm.

Finally, with a last shudder and a sigh, he'd relax his grip, his softening cock slipping from your lips as he gently eases you off him. But he'd keep your hips nestled against his face, his tongue lazing slow and lazy strokes along your slit, cleaning up every last drop of your release as you both float down from the incredible high of your shared climax.