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calling CALEB gege as he’s about to leave for an overnight clean-up protocol may not have been the most brilliant idea.

you were so drowsy when your lips called out for her gege, barely conscious when caleb slipped into your room to let you know he’ll be gone until morning. you couldn’t fully register his words as you strained to open your heavy eyes, so droopy that you only saw just a slight sight of a farspace fleet uniform. he looked like a stranger with his hat made a looming shadow over his face, but you knew it was him when a warm, familiar hand gently touched your face as he bid you goodbye.

you could feel caleb’s thumb graze your bottom lip for a moment before pulling away, and your hand failed to reach for his when he stood up straight, not wanting him to go. you knew more than anyone how vital his role was as colonel, and wouldn’t dare to cause any trouble for him or think about getting in the way of his job, but watching him walk away from your bedside in your overly sleep-deprived state left your heart in two.

“gege…”

the only word that first came to your mind as blackness surrounded the edges of your vision, your eyes squinting to focus on the tall figure that stopped at your bedroom door. you didn’t think about it, didn’t know how much of an effect it had on caleb when you’d call him gege—let alone in such a sleepy voice. nevertheless, the tone of voice you used when calling out to him was so innocent in your mind, yet an arousing temptation in his ears. the look he gave you as he turned around left your thighs tensing against one another.

it really was an accident—you didn’t mean to do it.

it’s just been so long since that four-letter word slipped past your lips, and it was like a fleeting thought—a subconscious want coming into light.

you didn’t want your gege to leave.

and he wouldn't leave—he had a sudden ‘family emergency’ to tend to, and he would have to put the clean-up on hold for the next thirty minutes.

so when you found yourself repeating the word over and over again as you felt your pussy split in two, a sense of gratification washed over caleb’s content face, smiling at how you were falling apart on his cock. it was no surprise that you were taking him in so well, sucking him in with every hair-pulling thrust, the squelching between you two tainting your ears. it was so wet, so loud, so nasty—it all was like encouragement for him to fuck you even harder with your whimpers and whines for more.

it had been so long since the last time you called caleb gege that any time you almost called his name, he was quick to correct you as he picked up the pace, groaning at your nails dragging along his back. his dress shirt was at the mercy of your markings.

“gege.” it wasn't just a desire, but a command, “not caleb—gege.”

you couldn't have agreed more as you arched your back into his chest, tears in your eyes. you looked up at him as you felt his gloved hands spread your legs apart further to lay to rest his cock so deep that you thought you were beginning to cry, and you were, your lashes wet and your hiccuping cries made you look too cute in caleb's eyes.

and you would look even cuter as you came on his dick, moaning for her gege, begging for more as your hips chased after his to fuck through your high. caleb would make sure to give it to you, all of it, losing himself inside of your feverish walls until he was cumming, too. he couldn't stop himself from wanting to fill you up with his babies, fucking his seed far into you that you were gasping from the overstimulation building up at the pit of your stomach.

if you didn't want your gege to leave, then this was the only solution, right?

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a lack of boundaries

cw. hybrids, puppy! boy x bunny! reader, both have no clue what they're doing, frotting, mutual pining, neediness, sloppy french kissing, saliva, biting, marking

synopsis. college! puppy and bunny are thick as thieves! what happens when they get too close one evening?

a/n: there will be a part ii linked here!

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the two of you are the biggest scandal around. many, if not most of the male hybrids on campus think it'd be fruitless to court you, and the females to court him, since the two of you seem to be a mated pair.

you have the scent of puppy all over your skin, while he has faint bunny teeth marks dotting his collarbones and throat, dangerously close to his mating gland. you have matching ones on the soft parts of your body; your hips, thighs... breasts... ass. in a platonic way of course

the tall, floppy eared puppy hybrid with, dopey, shiny eyes trails after you like he's on a leash you're holding. he's so obsessed with his sweet bunny best friend, all warm skin and soft thighs covered in skimpy things like sheer tights or mini skirts or socks up to your knees/thighs with your bunny tail twitching right above your pert ass.

the only reason he can get away with touching you as much as he does is because you're so clueless and needy. instead of wondering why your little panties get damp spots in them when he licks and bites you, all you can think about is straddling his lap and bouncing on him.

you're always in his lap.

Sometimes you're just buzzing with excitement about a quiz you think you aced, and you throws yourself onto him without noticing the way his arms lock around her waist territorially. beyond being possessive, pup also has to hold you and himself still because otherwise, he might rut up into you like an animal, or sniff behind your floppy ears and hump you right there in the quad.

he thinks about it, a lot. what it would be like to frot with his pretty bunny, but he doesn’t do it because you're best friends. you just think he's sweet and affectionate in the puppies usually are, not realizing how his tail wags uncontrollably only for you and that when you're tangled up with him too long he runs to the bathroom for fifteen minutes not for a pee break but because his cock's gotten so wet and swollen that he can't last much longer without creaming all over you.

but then again, you're just as bad. you make a wet, gooey mess all over yourself whenever he grabs you by the hips when you're cuddling, and you get sooo warm and flushed all over when he pins you down in mock fights, tail wagging, tongue out, teeth grazing your skin to hold himself back from biting and breeding.

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your dorm seems to be way hotter than it needs to be. puppy's shirt is off, thrown somewhere under your desk, and his tail flicks back and forth behind him while you lay on top of him in bed, boobs squished to his face while you read your new book. your skirt's all bunched up and your thighs are bare and squishy where they press against him.

“you're so warm,” he mumbles, nose scrunching, glossy eyes blinking up at you.

“you’re the one who wanted me to sit here,” you pout in return, cheeks flushed. his hands are splayed on the outside of your thighs, rubbing over your skin back and forth. it's a tickly feeling that makes you wriggle on him a little to escape the sensation.

whenever you move on top of him, your scent spikes and it punches right into his senses. he groans and tugs you down on top of him to bury his face into your neck. “no squirming,” he pants, tongue peeking past his canines.

“why?" you tilt your head, bunny ears flopping to the side. "y'acting weird,” you say, petting his hair absently.

he mumbles something into your skin, licking once. “you smell like you’re gonna go into heat and it's making me react weird.” he growls, finally lifting his head, eyes wet and wide. he's panting. “you reek, bun. can smell y'pussy."

your thighs squeeze around his hips automatically, your whole body suddenly trembling. “don’t say that,” you whisper shyly, your voice high and scandalized, bunny tail twitching in little jerks behind you. your little nose wrinkles. “…you smell worse. i can’t even think when you smell like that.”

"stop," he yips, tail flicking frantically. “can't control it, been trying so hard not to jump you, i swear,”

“...you have..?” you ask curiously, looking down at him. he looks so genuinely desperate it’s embarrassing. he whines and gets warm in the cheeks, squeezing you against him tighter. he nods weakly.

"i have to hold back too," you mumble into his neck after a beat. you’re embarrassed to admit it because your thighs are sticky and your hips are grinding down into his lap in tiny, unconscious movements.

“you do?” he breathes. his ears twitch and flop down heavy against his head. “you hold back?”

you nod against his skin, cheeks burning. “when you pin me down or grab me like that, it makes my head go all fuzzy. i-i don’t know, mmm... just wanna… wanna rub on you or something."

the minute you admit the truth, he begins frantically nosing at your throat, nipping it, sucking, with a low, excited moans. you squeal, hips twitching up against him instinctively. “what’re you doing?”

“you said you wanted it!” he cries out, humping up into you once and nearly sobbing when the friction makes his ears twitch. “can’t help it. y'smell so, fuck, you smell so sweet, bun, wanna eat you.” his nose twitches and he’s panting again. his hands cup under your thighs, squeezing. his cock is throbbing.

"oh god," he moans, rutting into. his lips are sticky and swollen from biting them so hard. "ngh fuuuck i do this to m'pillow, bun. i think about you and i hump it,"

“pup!” you squeak, scandalized, but you don’t pull away. your hips match the slow, desperate rut of his under you, and despite there being barely any friction through your underwear, your cunt is soaked, and you can feel the outline of him right beneath your core. his cock is hot and throbbing with every grind.

“i hump it and pretend it’s you,” he gasps, squeezing your thighs tighter. his ears are flattened down, floppy against his flushed cheeks, and his whole body is shuddering beneath you. “i wrap your hoodie around it and press my face to your scent- nghh, i get it wet, just like this,” he sits up suddenly, arms wrapping tight around your waist and caging you in his lap. his forehead presses to yours. "bun... need, need, mmf-"

-is the last thing he mumbles out before he leans forward to capture his lips with yours. it's so messy and nasty. pup's tongue is huge and drooly and because he's so eager to finally finally have his lips on yours, he just ends up slobbering you because he's so excited. he bites on your lower lip, and you gasp into his in response, tugging on his hair sharp enough to make him yowl with pleasure.

he grabs yours hips and drags you down hard into his lap, mouth still locked with yours. his tongue rolls over yours when you moan again and grind back. he's panting into your mouth at the way your plump pussy grinds into his cock through your clothes. both of you are soaked, slick and pre leaking between the two of you to make squelching noises every time you rock down and he pushes up.

your mouth is glossy and swollen, coated in spit that clings in strings whenever he pulls back to breathe before diving right back in, tongue first, like a dog.

“stop,” he groans against your lips, licking into your mouth. “stop moving like that, i'm gonna- fuck! i’m gonna cum bun,"

“i know, want it s'bad,” you moan loudly, rolling your hips sloooow over his clothed cock, rubbing your folds over every single inch. his head lolls back stupidly.

“oh f-fuck,” he moans, thrusting against you again, the head of his cock sliding under the slick cotton of your panties with a disgusting wet sound. the bed creaks underneath you as he rocks, rocks, rocks into you.

pup sinks his teeth into the junction of her neck and shoulder, almost on your mating gland but barely holding back just before he permanently bonds you with him. both your glands have been seeping oil since he's started, opening up eagerly and hoping to be claimed. it's taking all of him not to do it. his cock presses tight and hot against the swell of your cunt through her soaked panties, and you keen, tears pricking your eyes from the sheer overload.

“gonna -shit- cum,” he pants, tongue hanging out to kiss the reddening bite mark he just left. “bun, i’m gonna come, gonna make a mess,”

you whimper and rub harder against him, cunt soaking through your thin panties and onto his boxers, until there’s a huge dark patch under your pussy. "y-you can!" you cry, face buried in his neck. “i want it, nnghhh fuck! want you, pup!”

he lets out this helpless, whimpering moan and then he grabs you by the hips, pulling you down hard just as he jerks up. his whole body locks up as his cock pulses hot and hard under you. your thighs become so sticky with slick as you start to cum with him, little cotton tail getting wet and sticky as your mixed juices start to drip down your skin, pooling in the dips where your thighs meet your ass.

he holds you there, panting through his teeth as his cock twitches repeatedly with more of his cream splurting out each time, staining both your underwear with thick, warm loads that don’t stop.

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caleb x fem!reader ; nsfw warning ; just smth i was daydreaming abt <3

thinking about caleb who always calls you some variation of “my ___ girl”.

“there’s my favourite girl!” when he picks you up after a long day of work, his face creasing into the biggest dimpled smile as he spins you around in a hug. you always laugh and scold him to put you down, but you both know you love it. 

“my pretty girl…” whispered against your skin as the two of you admire your reflection in the mirror, all dressed up for a grand dinner. his hands rest heavy on your hips, practically branding you as his through the fabric, and you’re starting to wonder if you should just stay home.

“i’m so lucky to have you, my sweet girl.” when you’re cuddling at night, cheek pressed against his torso as he kisses the crown of your head. caleb holds you like you’ll disappear if he lets go for even a second, arms wrapped around you in the closest embrace. terrified of losing him again, you’re holding him equally as tight.

“i knew you could do it, you’re my clever girl.” said with the easy confidence of someone who believed in you from the start after you get top marks on your next hunter’s assessment. no matter how nervous you get, caleb’s your rock, always there to remind you that he’ll be by your side no matter the outcome. 

“fuck, that’s my good girl.” moaned out through gritted teeth as he fucks you into the mattress, your wet heat clenching around his cock. his teeth sink into your neck and his tongue glides over the sting, leaving a mark so everyone will know you’re his. you’re too far gone to form a coherent thought, but the only thing you know is that you’ll always be caleb’s girl. 

© starglitterz 2025. do not copy, repost, translate, edit, claim as yours or feed into ai.

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Bulgin’

Synopsis: Caleb is obsessed with the way he looks inside of you. (Just a Drabble, I’m ovulating) RAF version here!

Warning: Smut, size difference, bulging, tummy bulge, Caleb likes seeing you cry, use of ‘Gege’.

The first time it happens, it’s almost innocent.

As innocent as the outline of Caleb’s cock bulging in your tummy can be.

You’re already crying from the feeling of being so full, of being stretched so wide. Caleb is slack-jawed when his hips twitch and the bugle moves.

You are a mix of awe and horror, fat tears rolling down your cheeks. “‘S too big Cal! T-take it outtt!” You whine helplessly. Caleb breaks free of his trance and rolls his hips back to pull out but the bulge shifts and you both moan.

It was addicting.

Now it’s Caleb’s favorite thing in the world. You’re a whimpering, slobbering mess when he’s fucking up into your fluttering walls. The outline of his cock presses under your flesh.

“See how big Gege is inside? Yeah? Oh Pretty girl you look so precious cryin’ for me.” He grabs at your waist, pushing his thumbs on either side of his delectable cock and pushes down.

You wail, hips stuttering when the action makes it hard to miss his cock pistoning in and out of your heat.

“G-Gege! S’ mean!” This big crocodile tears you give him don’t work anymore. He knows you want nothing more than to cream around his cock, the frothy ring around the base is testament to that.

“Ohhh I know Pips, Gege is so mean! Are you gonna cry for Gege-“ tears roll down your reddened cheeks as the heel of his palm presses against the bulge- “Aww there we go. Go on baby. Gege always wipes your tears. Tell Gege how mean he is.”

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sneak peek of my new fic 🤭

CREATING TAGLIST NOW FOR PT 1 (reply)

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𝐨𝐜𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: caleb x fem! reader 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: caleb is a little too into your new braces. 𝐜𝐰: pseudo-incest, general nsfw warning, weird teeth discussion idk.

caleb noticed it the moment she stepped into the room. it wasn’t just the way her smile didn’t reach her eyes— it was the way she kept her lips pressed tights. the small winces she tried to hide whenever she spoke, the quivering jut of her lower lip, and the faint flush creeping up her neck like she was expecting judgement. 

“what’s wrong?” he asked, gently, from where he was lounging on the couch, a hand unconsciously moving to pick at a stray thread on his blue pajama shirt. 

she hesitated at the threshold, shifting her bag from one shoulder to the other. “you’re gonna laugh…”

“not unless you trip over the coffee table,” he teased lightly. “even then, only a little.” 

that earned a reluctant smile. sort of. she crossed the room and collapsed onto the other end of the couch with a groan, the pillows acquiescing to the additional weight. “i got braces…”

caleb blinked. “oh. that’s it? i thought you were thinkin’ of runnin’ away.” 

“that’s it!?” she shot back, rubbing her jaw. “i feel like all my teeth are digging into my gums… i can’t eat anything but mush, and i look like a kid playing with tinfoil.”

he sat up a little straighter, watching her face carefully. she was chewing her bottom lip— a habit she probably shouldn’t keep with all that new hardware in her little mouth.

caleb leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees as he studied her face with an intense, almost obsessive gaze, the gears in his brain whirring. his purple eyes flicked back and forth, taking in every detail of her frown face, once adorned with a perfect smile.

“come here,” caleb said, his voice low and commanding. he patted his lab, and indication for her to come closer and sit with him. “let me see ‘em properly.” 

“i look ridiculous— “

“you don’t,” he said firmly, reaching out to tug at her sleeve. “c’mon. just humour your gege a little.”

reluctantly, she got up, slowly stalking over before settling herself onto his lap, her frame fitting perfectly against his own. 

caleb wrapped an arm around her waist, holding her close as he reached up with his other hand to tilt her chin towards him. his fingers brushed against her cheek, tilting her head this way and that as he examined the braces covering her teeth. 

“sore?” he asked, his voice low as he ran his thumb over the edge of the brace on her front tooth. he could feel her nodding against his hand, and he couldn’t help but frown at the thought of her being uncomfortable. 

the braces gleamed under the dim light of their living room— tiny metal brackets carefully glued to each tooth, linked by a taut silver wire threaded through each one and each individually wrapped with a pretty pink elastic band, like a present. her gums were a little bit puffy around the edges. 

“they look… different,” he said, trying to find the right words. different from what he was used to, at least. he had always loved her smile, the way it would light up a room and make him feel at ease. but now, seeing her with braces, it was strange. 

foreign. almost wrong. but not bad.

as he sat there, his arm wrapped tightly around her waist, thick fingers brushing over her teeth, he couldn’t shake the feeling of possessiveness that washed over her. these braces were a part of her now, a part of his meimei. and he wanted to claim them, to make them his own in some way as he had discreetly claimed every part of her before.

his mind began to wander, drifting to places he knew it shouldn’t go as he stared at her braces, a twisted desire stirring within him. 

he imagined the cold metal glinting with a different sort of moisture, painted a creamy white as he marked her mouth with his seed. the thought of seeing his own spend clinging to the wires and brackets, staining her once pristine braces, sent a shiver of perverse excitement down his spine.

he pictured her on his knees, her doe eyes looking up at him as she took his hard, aching cock into her hands. 

“gege, i dunno… i don’t wanna hurt you.” the idea was laughable. she, hurt him? she would be so silly to even think such a thing, but he knew her pretty little head would flit through all sorts of scenarios. 

he could practically see the braces catching on his sensitive skin, the metal digging and almost nicking his flesh as she tried her best to please him. the discomfort, the pain… he was sure it would feel exquisite, a delicious mix of pleasure and pain that would surely send him over.

caleb’s cock would be too big for her small mouth, stretching her lips wide and making it hard for her to keep a proper seal. she would have to use her tongue, running it along the underside of his shaft, over the head, swirling around it clumsily as she tried to find a good rhythm.

of course, it would be a pathetic, laughable attempt, but that’s what made it perfect. it’s what made her perfect.

he would surely have to guide her, his large hands cupping her face and holding her still as he thrust into her warm, wet mouth. he would be gentle at first, letting her get used to the feeling of him on her tongue, filling her throat. but as the pleasure mounted, he would lose control, his hips snapping forward as he fucked into the tight, slick heat of her mouth. 

he didn’t want to hurt her, not on purpose of course, but he could imagine the panicked expression on her face, a twist of discomfort and a yearn for his approval as he battered her poor throat. would her new braces nick and bite at inside of her mouth? the sound of her muffled whimpers would surely be enough to make any man cum.

caleb could only imagine the sight of his thick, hot cum spurting out from between her stretched lips, painting her braces and teeth an obscene shade of white. he would pull out at just the last moment, gripping himself tightly as he aimed his cock at her waiting mouth, watching spurt after spurt of his seed lad on her cheeks, her lips, her teeth, her braces. a shiny, pearlescent white, his own personal brand of “toothpaste” just for his little sister. he would make sure she was covered in it, marked inside and out as his. 

his, his, his.

he swallowed thickly, trying his best to clear the his thoughts. he knew it was wrong, but he couldn’t help the way his imagination ran wild with the thought of marking her, claiming her in the most intimate way possible and tainting her innocence. 

“they’re not so bad,” he murmured, his thumb still brushing over the cold metal. “you’ll get used to them.” 

he looked into her eyes, seeing the embarrassment and slight discomfort reflected in them. his poor meimei… how would she be able to handle what life had to throw her way when she could barely handle this? 

“i promise.” 

she bit her lip again, teeth digging into the soft flesh as she looked up at caleb. “i guess,” she said, her voice small and uncertain. “i just… i feel so silly with them on. and they sorta hurt all the time.” she made a face, sticking out her tongue to show caleb the inside of her mouth, the braces glinting in the soft light of the room again. caleb couldn’t help but chuckle at the expression on her face. “aw, you poor baby,” he teased, his fingers moving to tap lightly against his nose after he sloppily wiped them on his pajama pants. “but hey, at least they’ll make your smile even more perfect than it already was.” he grinned her, his own teeth flashing

she simply rolled her eyes, gently pushing him, but not enough to actually force a distance between the two of them. not that he would allow that. “you’re just saying that.” she said, but there was no real heat behind her words.

caleb shrugged, his arm tightening around her waist. “hmm, maybe,” he said, his voice low and conspiratorial. “but i’m still gonna make sure you’re okay. no matter what.” his eyes shone with an intensity that made her heart skip a beat, and she quickly looked away, a deep blush spreading across her face.

she knew that caleb meant every word he said. he had already been there for her, always looking out for her in a way that no one else ever had. and even through though these silly braces were a new thing, a new part of her… she knew that caleb would be there to help her. no matter what.

“just… don’t make fun of me too much, okay?” she warned.

caleb grinned, triumphant, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “no promises.” 

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note: this was supposed to be a full fic one day, but i keep thinking about it. soooo, i’m just gonna self-indulge on a short scenario here because i’ve been replaying TLOU2 on GROUNDED…and need caleb to come pull me off of it. i know, i’m crazy.

minors…don’t even think about interacting.

caleb understands hobbies and the obsession that can grow for them when you’ve found something that really sparks an interest in you. i mean, look at what he likes. he’ll spend hours building small projects and researching anything related to aircrafts.

but he currently has a strong disdain for video games, and it’s all because of how long they take you away from him.

see, when he indulges in his hobbies, he does it on his own time or when there’s a comfortable silence between you both. you’ll be in a room together and not doing anything in particular, so busying yourselves with your own things made sense as you enjoyed each other’s company.

but he couldn’t even have that comfortable silence if he wanted it—he absolutely didn’t—because you keep mumbling about how you can’t find any ammo, resources, and frustratedly exclaiming about how long it takes some character named ellie to take down what you call a runner.

“i need to get that upgrade. this is ridiculous!”

“HOW DID IT SEE ME?!”

“i literally have no bullets.”

“maybe if i can find the exit, i won’t waste my things or my time.”

“i need a bottle. or a brick.”

“stop acting like you know where i am ‘cause you don’t.”

it’s become monotonous for him now because he wants his girlfriend back, but you’ve been on this game for—no lie—five hours.

yeah, he was about to handle this himself.

you’re sitting at the edge of the couch, in the middle of trying to stealth your way pass a whole bunch of humans that you’ve made explicitly clear, are infinitely worse than the zombies.

caleb couldn’t give a damn right now. he was about to interrupt all that progress.

he gets in front of you, blocking the TV and immediately irritating you. before you can yell at him, he’s on his knees and yanking you your panties down from beneath your oversized t-shirt.

“c-caleb, what are you doing! i’m literally—“

you gasp when he hooks your legs over his shoulders and his hot tongue drags a longgggg slow lick up your pussy. he shakes his head back and forth like he’s trying to bury himself in your essence.

he uses the thick and wet muscle to part your lips so he can tease your clit before he sucks you into his mouth completely. you start moaning and whimpering when he tightens his grip on your thighs as he feasts on your cunt.

“haven’t had you all day,” he looks up at you with your slick and his saliva coating his chin.

“if you wanna come,” he mumbles into your flesh as you grip his hair and beg him to keep going when he teases your hole. “i suggest you put the controller down and give me my girl back. i think that’s fair, don’t you?”

and what do you do?

you turn off that fucking game.

creds to @/enchanthings-a for the dividers!

no tags bc i don’t want to bother anyone with this 😩

A/N: omg this is… not great. forgive me LOLLL

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+18, minors dni;

𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐛, is such a dummy for overstimulation, every single time that he says "im gonna stop after that, pips", it turns to "just one more, pips, you can do It, just for me, please, please, please"

He's a dog for your orgasms, and even when you can't handle anymore, he 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 take it from you.

"Caleb, j-just wait a bit, just a little..."

How can he wait a little, when you sound like that, look like that, squirm like that, and you are like that just looking at him, only him.

"I wanna please, don't close your close legs, come on honey"

" Please Caleb..., can you count 10 airplanes? just wait a bit..."

He stops a bit, like you ask, enjoying all your squirming, your little's squeaks when he slowly rubs your little button, he was even talking to your little flower before, saying

"you can handle a little more, don't you? I'm gonna kiss you soo much after that, I know her so well pips, she likes when I make her cry, she can do it"

𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐛 is dangerously a pleasure dom, that puts your pleasuare at first everytime, he won't take his hands off of you until he gets what he wants, in the way he wants it.

"ok, pips, but when i get at 10, i won't stop"

You look up at his puppy face, with teary eyes, already sobbing, grabbing his wrists, saying "Caleb please" in nonstop, looking at him like he would save you, like saying his name would make it stop him.

He starts couting, having this moment pictured on his mind, with you looking at him like that, just looking at him, being all his, and that's why you won't make him stop at all.

"1 airplane, 2 airplanes, 3 airplanes, 4 airplanes, 5 airplanes, 6 airplanes, 7 airplanes, 8 airplanes, 9, airplanes, 10 airplanes"

𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐛 likes it making It worse, making you beg, saying please, that s' too much, he 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 make it worse, pretending that he's soo needy pipsqueak, he just 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 to take it from you.

𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐛 wants you to feel helpless because you're having too much pleasure, soo much pleasure that you just don't know what you do with it and how to deal with It, you're melting because he's in control, he wants and will do all the thinking for you.

Once he can't stop anymore, he just sees you and nothing (even your cries) will change his mind.

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SECRET TIMES: DESIRE.

nsfw (18+). this is the ovulation talking sorry in advance. today's fic will be a bit different than the usual; the entire piece consists of only dialogue (aka filthy filthy indulgent dirty talk). includes unprotected sex, implied marathon sex, squirting, usage of gege, caleb has a breeding kink (what's new). likes and reblogs will be very appreciated!

“...fuck, fuck, you're too tight— ah, fuck, I'm gonna cum, I'm cumming—”

“Shit, I came so much...”

“Hey, keep it all inside. Squeeze that pussy for me. Yeah, that's right... fuck... feels so good...”

“Who knew you would be such a slut? Moaning so shamelessly — mm, yeah, move just like that — I could hear you all the way from my room.”

“You didn't... ngh...! Didn't even close the door properly. I could see you fucking yourself on your fingers and making a mess of your sheets. Just like here, see? So fucking soaked. You act all coy but you're a squirter.”

“Haha, did you just cum again? So cute. You're practically cumming every time I thrust. You like it here? Hm? You like it when I rub your clit? Ah, you squeezed me so tightly.”

“Feels good, huh? Should've fucked you a long time ago if I knew you were such a whore. Every time you bent down and I saw your panties, you drove me crazy. I had to jerk off in the bathroom to calm down. If I knew you liked dick so much, I would've just had my way with you right then and there.”

“You're so messy, pips... I'm covered in your juices. Everything's so sticky. But you like it when we get dirty, right? Come on, cum. Cum, cum, cum... shit, there we go. That's a good girl. I love it when you clamp around me.”

“Stick out your tongue.”

“Mm... ngh... more... open your mouth... you taste so sweet... Wanna eat you out again...”

“Do you want it? Want my tongue licking up your wet pussy again? You came so much in just half an hour, haha. Squealing so much when I hadn't even gotten my cock inside you.”

“Mn... so good, you feel so fucking good... Your tits are bouncing each time I thrust inside, hah.”

“Do you think our neighbors heard us? Heard you screaming my name? It felt so good, right? Ah, ah... I wanna stay like this forever, just cumming inside you... Mn... You feel so good around my cock...”

“Fuck, baby, I'm gonna cum again. Do you want another creampie? Huh? Gege's going to cum inside you. I'm going to cum so hard, you're gonna get knocked up.”

“Ah, hn, fuck, here it comes... gege's cumming inside... oh, fuck...!”

“Shit, my hips can't stop moving on their own— fuck, take every drop of my cum, baby— yeah, that's right, fuck!”

“Open your mouth, hn, ah... mn... ngh... This feels so good... You're so fucking sexy...”

“One more... Come on, don't pass out on me. We can't stop here, we're going all night.”

“Fuck, you're so full with my cum, it's crazy. You're so fucking hot... gege's gonna plug your hole with his cock, okay?”

“Your clit is so hard, it looks like a small dick. Feels good when I rub it, yeah?”

“Your nipples are so sensitive, lemme suck them.”

“Mn... If I suck hard enough, will milk come out? Haha, I'm just kidding.”

“Hn... ahh... so good... you're so good for me... my pretty girl... all mine... Love it when your pussy sucks my cock back in...”

“Haha, you're so loud. You really want everyone to hear us, don't you? Adam lives just beside us, you know. Poor guy's going to get jealous if he sees you bouncing on my cock. He's always had a stupid little crush on you.”

“Hm? Why would I be jealous? I'm the one fucking you right now. I'm the only one you'll be fucking from now on.”

“You liked that, didn't you? You just clenched around me so tight. Do that again, fuck...”

“Shit, princess, you're dripping all over my balls, haha. So damn messy. Since you already ruined the sheets, I'll make you cum so much, you'll turn crazy.”

“Hah, this pussy was made for me... god, you're so fucking cute...”

“Go on, cum. Gege's gonna ruin you until I'm the only one you can think about.”

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Please keep writing bangers

i will when i find the motivation 🤞🏽🤞🏽

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(✩) it’s super warm here rn n im thinking about lazy dry humping with caleb when the weather is too warm n it’s too hot to have actual sex. 18+, dry humping, afab reader

stripping down to your underwear that you’ve soaked through, lying on your sides as caleb pulls your thigh over his hip and languidly rolls his tongue over yours. tasting and tasting ‘cause you’re both so hazy and hot, skin buzzing with lust and excitement with each push and pull of your body :( maybe his teeth slip down the strap of your bra, maybe he presses chaste kisses pressed against your shoulder because you’re way too hot and sweaty for anything that lingers.

his dark mahogany hair shines with sweat, feels wet against your skin and when caleb looks up at you with that sun-burnt-esque flush to his glistening cheeks accompanied by swimming pools of purple eyes — you feel yourself get slicker between the thighs, soaking through underwear you’re too hot to kick off.

cicadas chirp in the background while the colonel swaps wet smooches with you. lips smacking in between airy whines and low groans each time his cockhead ( both seedy and insanely hot ) catches your clit. caleb’s breaths are warm when they mingle against your own, hotter than outside probably and his slow, thrusts against your clothed slit make you burn — going between circling hips, bucking up and grinding. just all so so lazy..

he’s telling you that he could cum like this, he’s pulling you down against the grain of shallow thrusts whilst you leave bruises on his back that contrast with the pink, blushing hue to his skin. everything squelches, everything is damp to the touch — lashes flutter against sun-kissed skin nestled between and caleb’s cock pulses between swollen folds.

and you end up a hot n sticky mess of limbs, the fabric of your panties and his boxers darkened by a mix of your arousals to the point where they cling on to the outline of your sexes.. but neither of you want to go that far, want to take anything off because if you do .. you won’t stop.

it’s too hot and you won’t be able to stop.

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Same anon as before, could i be "♡ anon"?

BUT YES YOU GET ME.

People judge him for being a pervert not knowing that his sweet innocent human partner is just as much of a freakazoid LOL.

ofc!

fr he'd love all the freaky shit 😋 he's shy about it at first, but once your relationship is comfortable, he's soo touchy and horny all the time

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This is more human reader centric so if it makes you uncomfortable feel free to ignore!!

Anyway, since wolves tecnically don't sweat, i feel like Legoshi would be hooked on the scent of reader's sweat, like licking it up and everything.

Came back from the gym and had to time to wash up? He'd bricked up. Got a little sweaty in the summer? He's all over you. He's licking up the salty drops as if it's honey.

And ALSO, food play goes Crazy if you think about it, sticky substances get all in the fur and you find hair in your mouth licking it up, but with humans? Nope. Put whipped cream, honey, yogurt on your tits and he's sucking and licking like it's his last meal.

Finally, lowk unsure about this one. How do you think he'd feel about tan lines? He's already familiar with tannig most likely since hairless cats can tan too, but seeing the lighter lines on his partner does things to him, especially since they highlight areas only he gets to see <3.

omg hi anon i love you for this thank u so much <3 smoochies

he for sure loves loves readers sweat sm, he sticks his snout right beneath your arm and keeps it there.

you just came back from the gym, throwing yourself on the couch, legs sore and too tired to move. and like instinct, legoshi walks into the room, lifting you into his lap. his hands on your hips, fingers brushing under the fabric of your top.

it starts with his nose against your neck, breathing in deeply before leaving little licks. a thin sheen of sweat on your skin, lingering with your scent. your fingers in his fur as his hands pull off your shirt.

then he settles his face right between your tits, his eyes closed as he pulls you closer. your hips slowly rocking against the tent in his pants as he gets off on the way you smell.

and food play ur so right he'd love to lick anything off you. especially sweet stuff!! like some warm melted chocolate dripping down right between your tits.

he starts at your belly button, licking all the way up, stopping to suck and nip at your nipples that are coated in the sweet substance. he could stay like that for hours.

or or, honey on your inner thighs all mixed with your arousal. it's so sweet he swears he almost passes out. his lips are sticky, taste buds ecstatic as his tongue delves deep. (cuz damn u know that things long)

tan lines omg omg

i think he'd love them

i think he's aware of the idea but seeing it on a human?? he's already hooked on you in a bikini, but when your drop your top after a long day at the beach and the thin lines are much lighter than the rest of your skin, his hands are on you immediately.

his fingers trail along the lines, then his tongue. and when you take off your bottoms?? hope u can make it out alive cause he drops to his knees. parting your legs, his mouth leaving marks along your hips. the lighter skin littered with purple love bites in some spots before he goes to town.

not proof read

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Thinking about Caleb taking care of his girl - mc/ fem!reader - so much, that he won’t put up with her spending any of her hard-earned money

After shutting your door for you, Caleb walks around the front of the car into the drivers seat, shuffling with the seatbelt as he turns the key in the ignition.

You hum to yourself in the meantime and find your lipstick in your bag—your new lipstick, a little more luxe this time, just the right shade to compliment your skin, a treat for yourself after finishing up a project at work. Just a little gift you deserved. You flip down the sun visor and open the mirror, making a pretty o with your lips to carefully apply it, stifling a smile when you feel Caleb watching.

“Where’s that from, baby?” he asks, a hand smoothing up your back.

“Hm?”

“The—uh…” His hand lifts, fingers hesitating near his lips as his eyes linger on yours. “The lipstick. That’s… new?”

You smile, the corners of your mouth tilting up. "Yeah. Just tried it now." You wrap your arms around his bicep for a quick, soft squeeze, then reach up to cradle his face, pecking his cheek - leaving soft pink mark behind. "You like it?"

He nods, almost absently, like he’s still trying to find the right words. Then, softer—surer: “Yeah. It’s… pretty.” A small pause. “Looks good on you.”

But his smile falters, and it has you pouting.

“What?”

“Nothing…” He shrugs. “Just don’t remember buying it. You used my card, right?”

You shake your head. “No, I bought it myself. It wasn’t expensive, honey, I promise.” Half true, at the very least.

“Yeah?” He blinks, then gently shifts back just enough to reach into his coat pocket, fishing out the wad of cash that’s accumulated there. “How much was it, baby? I’ll pay you back.”

“Caleb, I didn’t ask you to do that.”

“Yeah, well, I’m doing it anyway.” He counts out one, two, three twenties—

“Caleb, put that away—”

He looks up at you, raises his brows, dishes out a fourth and a fifth. “What?” He doesn’t hesitate for a second, folding the bills in half before leaning over the console to slip them into your purse. As he does, he presses a quick kiss to your cheek—light and teasing, knowing exactly what it’ll do. He grins, just a little, watching the way your attention drifts. One hand rests casually on the wheel—strong, veined, just enough to make you pause—and the other gently holds your jaw, guiding you toward him. He kisses you again, this time softly at the corner of your mouth, careful not to mess up the lipstick. “Use my card next time, yeah? Doesn’t matter what it’s for.”

You frown. “But I feel bad . . . I make my own money, you know.”

“You’re not supposed to spend your money, baby, you’re supposed to spend mine.”

He lifts your chin with two fingers—gentle, but sure—guiding your gaze back to him when you try to look away. His eyes search yours, steady and soft.

“Let me take care of you, sweetheart.” He presses a kiss to your lips—slow and certain, like a promise. “That’s what I’m here for.”

And honestly… when he says it like that, it’s hard to do anything but let him.

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No one will ever make me think Caleb was a cool frat boy, he was a loser who liked anime and was absolutely obsessed with his girl best friend to the point he sniffed her underwear like come on

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i hate how my horny ass brain kicks in at the most random times, and suddenly i can't stop thinking about her.

. ⛧°.⋆༺ 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐛𝐮𝐬!𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 ༻⋆.°⛧

⛧ 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐛𝐮𝐬!𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 whose tongue isn't just not normal. it's inhuman. and when she's between your legs, it stretches, becoming abnormally long, curling inside you like she's trying to drag your soul out through your pussy, moaning into you like she's just discovered what heaven really tastes like.

⛧ 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐛𝐮𝐬!𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 who can just smell what you need. doesn't matter if you're too shy to say it. if it's more than scissoring you need, she'll adapt. mid-grind, you feel her pussy thickening into a real cock, stretching your walls apart without a warning. the thickest you've ever had, throbbing and already leaking.

"this what you were cryin' for, sweet thing?"

⛧ 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐛𝐮𝐬!𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 who can and will duplicate herself. you're pinned under her and then another pair of hands grabs your wrists, out of nowhere. another mouth sucks hickeys into your thighs. one of them talks to you, one fucks you, and the third just watches, jet black eyes glowing in the corner of your room, lazily stroking herself.

"you said you wanted me. i'm just giving you all of me, angel."

no breaks, no lube, all night long because she's always wet for you, or hard, or both.

⛧ 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐛𝐮𝐬!𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 doesn't run out of stamina, or spit, or cum. she fills you over and over until it's dripping out of you, begging for a break you're never getting.

⛧ 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐛𝐮𝐬!𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 leaves marks on your body every time. not bruises. not just bite marks. but weird, ancient symbols, you soon learn that it only means she'll show up every night and will actively scare future partners away, cause succubi don't like sharing.

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ellie calls reader mommy and reader calls ellie daddy thank u have a nice day