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damselneedssaving · 1 month ago

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BATBOYS BUT THEY'RE ALL SUPER FANS OF F!STREAMER!READER.

★ TAGS: older!damian wayne, older!duke thomas, crack, pure crack, the boys being majorly obsessed with you, your username is just your name

★ A/N: doing this instead of revising for an exam! yay!

★ F!STREAMER!READER MASTERLIST ★

"Uh, can I do it another day?" Tim's hand lifts to scratch behind his head, eyes anywhere but near Bruce's own as he continues, albeit a tiny bit sheepishly, "[Name]'s streaming today."

The aging man goes to respond, lips parting and words on the edge of his tongue.

But the voice that comes next isn't from him.

"[Name]'s streaming today?!"

Dick barrels in from seemingly nowhere, eyes wide and mouth agape as he drops the bowl in his hand and sends hundreds of cereal grains scattering across the floor—a sight which has Alfred sighing already.

"Uh, yeah," Tim responds like it's the most obvious thing in the world, "She always streams on Fridays."

"I thought today was Thursday."

"Clearly you're not a real fan then, are you?" Jason pipes up from his spot on the couch, book in hand and eyes glued to its pages.

"Oh, and you are?"

"Realer one than you, Dickhead."

"Oh please, I'm not a real fan just because I forgot what day it is today?"

"I mean," Tim starts again, "the rest of us keep track."

Dick turns to send his scathing glare to his other younger brother, flames practically flickering off his form in favour of burning the younger man for daring to question his devotion to you.

Meanwhile, Bruce just stands there, absolutely speechless at the sight of his sons bickering like... well, like themselves, really.

Actually, forget it, he isn't at all surprised.

"Your arguing is pointless"—all eyes fall to the new figure who arrives with a tall stride and his hands full—"it doesn't matter which of you is a 'realer' fan than the other. I trump you all in terms of my devotion."

"Really?" Tim, ever the anti-fan of his youngest brother, deadpans from his place near Bruce, "I bet you don't even know half the games she plays."

"Yes, really," Damian replies, narrowing his gaze for a split second before leaning back and pulling his lips into a smug smirk, "I even made her fanart." Then, he turns the giant canvas in his grasp, proudly displaying the art he made of you.

And what a piece of art it is. From the sparkle in your eyes down to the very fibres of your clothes, Damian has truly captured your essence on paper and turned it into something hauntingly beautiful. Though, it could never compare to the real thing.

"I plan to send it to her postbox." He smiles, caressing the painting right where your cheek is. "Then she will truly understand the extent of my devotion to her and we will be wed in no time."

He catches a book right before it hits his face.

"As if," Jason scoffs, arm unashamedly stretched in the direction of the demon head. "If anything, she'll just find you weird and creepy."

"And I suppose she'll be all over you?" Damian practically hisses back at the man, holding his painting to his chest like it's a priceless museum artefact.

Jason smirks in response, crossing his arms and leaning back against the couch with all the confidence of a tyrant. "Of course. She's comin' to Gotham soon for a Meet-n-Greet. No doubt'll run into some trouble, and guess who's gonna be there to save her when she does?"

A batarang slices clean through the air, planting itself straight into the pillow just beside Jason's head and sending a flurry of feathers bursting out of it—earning Alfred's second sigh of the day.

"If you jeopardize her safety, I will murder you."

Jason's eyes narrow back at the Wayne, their glares like two bolts of lightning clashing in the middle, sharp and harsh enough to spark a fire all on their own.

"Uh, I think you're all forgetting something," Dick cuts in, practically waving off the murderous energy of the two. "She's dating me."

Immediately, both Jason and Damian stop glaring at one another, eyes blown wide and brows shot up to their heads as they stare at their older brother with their mouth parted.

Tim, on the other hand, makes a move to let out the third sigh of the day, hand moving up to pinch his nose as he speaks in a tone seeping exasperation, "Dick, watching 'A Date With [Name]' does not mean you're dating her."

"It does in my heart."

"Sorry for being late, chat." You smile at the camera, tone just shy of sheepish. "I was trying to fix my mic."

Almost as soon as you finish talking, a donation flies in.

@/therealdamianwayne donated $1,000! Not to worry, Beloved. You owe us nothing.

"Oh wow." You hide your mouth with a giggle, that username paired with a large donation an unsurprising sight to say the least. "Thank you, Damian. You're as sweet as always."

@/sweetestassingotham donated $2,000! not as sweet as me tho 😜

Ah, here your top donators go again.

@/therealdamianwayne donated $10,000! Do not test me, Grayson.

"Guys, guys, please." You sweat-drop, raising your hands as if to placate them as your chat goes wild at both the huge numbers, and the bickering donators. "Let's not fight, alright? And how many times do I have to tell you to not donate so much money to me? As much as I appreciate it, I'm sure there's others out there who could use the money a lot more."

@/greatestdetective donated $5,000! you're so kind

You let out a chuckle. "Thank you—"

@/greatestdetective donated $5,000! and loving

"Oh! Thank—"

@/greatestdetective donated $5,000! and perfect

You pause, head leaning forward a bit as you wait to see if you'll be interrupted again.

A beat passes with no other donations rolling in.

"Right." You clear your throat, feeling your smile creep up onto your face again. "Thank you, greatest detective. That means a lot coming from who I assume to be a very smart person."

Unbeknownst to you, Tim just let out a high-pitched squeal in the batcave before quickly clearing his throat and acting like nothing happened (and also thanking God that his siblings always watch your streams separately in their respective rooms).

He still keeps staring at your face with a dreamy smile though.

@/jaybird donated $10! im broke af but that doesnt mean i cant treat you better than all of them combined babe

That one gathers a laugh out of you, your finger reaching up to swipe under your eye in the clear view of the camera, the action causing Jason to lean back in his seat with a smug smile as he basks in the heat of Damian's glare through the wall.

"Alright, alright. Enough chatting, lemme start the game."

You clear your throat, reaching over for your controller when yet another donation rolls in.

@/dukethomas donated $1,000! hey [Name]!

"Oh! Duke!" You pause immediately, hands clasping over one another and expression bright and beaming at the camera as you address your donator. "How are you? Are you liking the plushie I won you the other day?"

It takes no less than five seconds for Damian to burst through the door of the Signal.

"Thomas," he says, slowly, achingly, "What does she mean by 'are you liking the plushie I won you the other day'?"

In another two seconds, both Jason and Dick are right behind him. And in a second after that, Tim is there too.

Duke doesn't even get to respond before they're eyeing the stuffed panda in his grasp, hugged right up against his chest like he's a child who can't leave the house without his teddy.

"Duke?" Dick calls out, tone just short of one of betrayal.

Duke's lips only quirk up.

"Oh this?" he starts, and his tone causes his brothers to all wince at once, "Just the plushie she won me when I ran into her at an arcade while in Central City."

Slow blinks.

Then—

"I want it!"

"It's mine!"

"Gimme it!"

"No me!"

Meanwhile, you sit there on stream, blinking as you wonder where on earth your donators went off to.

COMING NEXT -> BATBOYS BUT THEY SEE SOMEONE THEY RECOGNISE ON F!STREAMER!READER'S IRL STREAM. FT. WALLY WEST!

#female reader #x reader #dc #dc x reader #dick grayson x reader #jason todd x reader #tim drake x reader #duke thomas x reader #damian wayne x reader #batfam x reader #batfamily x reader #batfam #dick grayson #jason todd #tim drake #duke thomas #damian wayne #damsel writes ❤︎

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everlastingserenitys · 1 month ago

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I GOT FUCKED BY TOP GIFTER?!

summ. you were once top 2 on your site, but luckily for you, a mysterious man suddenly brought you back to number 1. but the last thing you expected was for that man to be your coworker you hated!

pairing. caleb x f!reader cw. cam girl!reader, rivals with benefits, perv!caleb, zayne cameo, dirty talk, teasing, p in v, desk sex, Caleb has a stupid ass username, spoiling, one night stand, kissing semi public, I dont even think they hate each other, fucking on live stream, unrealistic numbers, 4k wc (ah, fuck.) a/n. this gotta be a kink atp. HELP also fixing any mistakes later.. sorry in advance !!

“A-are you sure this is safe?” Caleb stuttered, glancing back at Zayne who just pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed.

“It is safe. Relax. You’re the one who wanted to try something new, so I did my research and found this.”

“Are you sure I won't–”

But before he could finish his sentence another menacing look from Zayne darted past him. Caleb zipped his lips shut and hesitantly brought his shaky fingers to his mouse, dragging the cursor to the ‘sign up’ button and in a click he was in.

A display of explicit thumbnails filled his whole screen, Caleb’s eyes twisted in desire, a goop of drool dripped down his lips, and he didn’t even notice it yet.

He examined every pixel, his eyes darting from every angle he could capture. He scrolled through the page, his finger aimlessly clicking everywhere but before he could continue any further, Zayne cleared his throat from behind.

Caleb flinched, he removed his hand off his mouse and turned to Zayne who was just staring at him with his hand out in front of him. An annoyed sigh escaped his lips and he opened the drawers of his desk and pulled out a file, giving it to Zayne, but before he could grab it, Caleb pulled it back.

“Uh-uh,” he tuts, mockingly waving the paper in front of Zayne, “I’ll give you this if you give me some money, alright?”

“Money? Didn’t I give you this website?” Zayne mumbled, his eyes flickered on the file—of office work needed for next week—in Caleb’s hand and tried reaching for it, but accidentally stumbled on his foot and landed against Caleb.

But Zayne must’ve misclicked something when he used his hands for support, mistakenly smashing his large palm against the keyboard. The screen illuminated with the three dots chasing each other in a circle, and before Caleb could close it, a pre-recorded live stream of a beautiful girl was on display for him.

Caleb's hand ghosted over his mouse as he watched the video in awe. Since the streamer was faceless–well, had a mask, there wasn't much for him to depict from there, but Caleb felt like he hit the jackpot. He mumbled dirty words under his breath, scanned every crevice of his monitor, he was just so captivated by the video he didn't even notice Zayne slip the files away from his fingers.

“Zay–uh, the money? Please… I’m only going to try something, I promise I'll pay you back.” the rest of his speech left out in a mutter as his eyes stayed locked on the pretty girl on his screen.

Zayne sighed and shook his head in disbelief, “Fine, this is a one time thing though, don't ask me again.”

Caleb nodded and the door clicked shut behind him.

Oh he was so going to enjoy this.

—

Caleb knew he shouldn’t have watched practically every single one of your videos in one night. Though he did hold himself back and saved just a couple for the next day, he still wanted to see more of his faceless girl.

But after binging most of your videos he found out your schedule and thank god Zayne introduced him to this site a day before your next stream was going to happen.

Caleb draped his coat over his shoulder as he was texting Zayne about the payment, all he needed to do was spoil and support you.

There was a thing on the site where whoever has the most total donations from their streams gets to be on a leaderboard, you were just at the top 2, nearing to number one, and Caleb needed to change that immediately.

Eventually, Caleb made it to work. He got a small payment from Zayne and smiled at his phone, but was way too distracted to see where he was going and bumped into someone, his coat falling to the ground as he repeatedly apologized to the person he bumped into.

But when he peered his eyes up and noticed you standing there, staring down at him with a menacing look, Caleb rolled his eyes.

“Hey pipsqueak.” He mocked, throwing his coat over your head as he guided you to the elevator. Your hand swats his away as you both step in the elevator, clicking the button to your floor and stand in awkward silence.

“You look beat, what did you do last night?” A hint of teasingness laced your voice which only caused Caleb to glare at you in response.

The elevator doors slid open, Caleb grabbed his coat which was resting on your head, and walked out the elevator. He immediately headed over to his cubicle and rested his face in his palms, he already missed his faceless girl.

As he was resting, a tap on his shoulder jolted him from his daze, he sighed and turned his head to whoever interrupted him, but groaned in annoyance when he saw you. You were staring down at him with your arms crossed, acting like he already knew what you were going to ask–but no, he didn’t.

“What is it?” Caleb muttered, averting his gaze away from you as he suddenly put all his focus on his monitor in front of him. His fingers danced around his mouse as he scrolled through hundreds of emails.

“Do you have the file for next week?”

“Zayne got them, but i'll ask him to not give ‘em to you.” he grinned, leaning back on his chair as he peered his violet eyes at you. A scoff escaped your lips and you turned away and walked over to Zayne’s cubicle.

Caleb's eyes widened and he sprung off his chair, following you. When you reached him, Caleb immediately budded in and shook his head at Zayne who had the files resting on his desk. You gave Caleb a dirty look and pushed him aside, asking Zayne for the files.

“Why don't you do it yourself.” Caleb striked.

“Why did Zayne get your copy then?” you cross your arms and stare at him with a raised eyebrow, the look on your face was way too threatening for Caleb to disregard your words. He sighed in annoyance and pinched the bridge of his nose, glancing at Zayne then back at you.

“That's because he gave me something in return.”

“Ooh, that's why you were so beat this morning, hm? I wonder wha–”

“Watch your mouth, pips.”

“Whatever, just give me the file.”

“No.” Caleb reached for the file on Zayne’s desk and walked back to his cubicle with it. He heard your footsteps growing louder behind him and before Caleb could put it back in his drawer, a hand clasped onto it and took it away from him.

“Give it ba–” before he could finish his sentence he turned around to be met with nobody in front of him. He marched around the whole office to try to find you and when you were nowhere in sight, he started to ask the people around where you could've gone.

But after getting no answers from anybody, Caleb sighed in annoyance and headed to the bathroom. His walk there was just as worse as not finding you. Before he could place his hand on the doorknob, someone from behind hopped on him which caused Caleb to flinch dramatically.

“Finally.” He muttered, slowly snaking his hands along your arms which were wrapped around his waist and in a quick movement he flipped you over, pinning you to the wall. His face was just centimeters away from you, neither of you moved, just stared into each other's eyes.

But Caleb's eyes purposely snake down your figure, his eyes lingering on your cleavage for a second before averting his gaze even lower. There was just some familiar feeling he had when he looked at your body but he just couldn't pinpoint what it was.

“Caleb?” you whisper, your eyes stayed locked on his. Caleb shook his head and pulled away, his fingers still rested on your arm before tracing along it, your soft fabric meddled with his cold fingertips before his fingers stopped in place when he felt a bracelet seam imprinted through your sleeve.

Before he could slide his fingers under your sleeve, your eyes widened in panic and you gave the file back to him before running back to the office.

Weird.

—

Once work was over you immediately rushed back to your house, there was just an hour left before your stream and your worst nightmare happened.

You couldnt find your fucking mask.

You practically searched every crevice of your apartment, checking under the sofa, your bed, the blankets, practically everywhere. but the mask was nowhere to be found.

You sigh, clasping your palms on the edge of your desk as you stared at your monitor in disbelief. You glance around your room one more time and soon grab your coat resting on your chair and leave your apartment.

You walked over to the closest store nearby, skimming your eyes along the mask aisle and picked out the first nicest looking mask you saw. You rushed to the cashier and placed the mask on the table before reaching in your purse and grabbed your card.

You eventually paid for your things and left.

Once you got home you got your things ready and sat in your chair–with your new mask–and hover your cursor over the start stream button and eventually click it.

You sat back on your chair as you started to watch the chat roll in, a bunch of people were already asking where your old mask went but you shrugged and told everyone you couldn’t find it.

Once a decent amount of people joined, your fingers rested on the strap of your shirt and you rolled your fingers around it, “hundred dollars this is getting off” you tease, and not even a second later a man under the name ‘c.lovesapples’ sent the first hundred with a little message attached to the donation.

c.lovesapples: this is my first time on your stream i hope you enjoy :p

You chuckle at the message, but also the username, what a stupid username. But you gave your promise and slid your top off, immediately clasping your cold palm on your tit, sliding your fingers between your perked up nipple, pinching and teasing it.

A quiet whimper escaped your lips and you bit your lip to contain your noises, continuing to play with yourself when another donation brings you back to reality. You peer your head at the chat and the same man who sent the hundred dollars, sends another donation with a follow-up message.

c.lovesapples sent $200: touch yourself?

“Think it's that easy?” you grin, but still linger one of your hands down your body, ghosting your fingers along the waistband of your shorts, then a loud donation sound makes you flinch and you glance back at the screen with widened eyes.

c.lovesapples sent $1000: satisfied? i was gonna save the rest for later but i really want to see you :(

Your mouth opens in a small ‘o’ shape and you couldn’t even bring yourself to utter anything. Instead, you listen to the man's request and slide your fingers under your shorts, slowly pulling them down before you were left in just your panties on display for everybody.

You slid a finger under your panties, rubbing your clit in a slow motion, head jerking back before you sunk a finger in your soaking entrance, your fingers working in a quick movement, letting pleasure blind you from the situation going on. You eventually add another finger, your digits fucking your sensitive cunt soo well, a loud moan echoed through the room.

“F-fuck.. You really know how to get me to give in–ngh so easily?” you peered your eyes at the chat, and even though it was going way too quick you couldn't help but only notice c.lovesapples’s comment.

c.lovesapples: anything for you. now look at where you are now :)

Confused, you glance at your whole screen trying to see what he meant by ‘where you are now’ and couldn't notice anything until a gold badge next to your username sparked and you were number 1?!

“wha–hngh” you curl your finger, letting pleasure rush through you as you soon ride out your orgasm in pure shock. A loud whine escaped your lips and you slump down your chair, panting heavily as more donations and chats started to roll in.

“Thank you…” you mumble, adjusting the mask on your face as you slowly get up from your seat and lean in closer to the monitor.

When you finish the stream, out of curiosity you head over to c.lovesapples’s profile but were met with disappointment when it was a blank page, no profile picture, no bio, no name, nothing. You sigh and plop your head on your desk, trying to think of a way to thank him.

And then an idea clicked, why not he come over to your next stream?

Your fingers immediately rest on your keyboard and you start typing away, writing a slightly convincing message that you hope he would fall for. And not even five minutes passed and you already got a response from him.

c.lovesapples: really? :O

c.lovesapples: i mean, sure.. send your address and i’ll be there on wednesday ;)

You sent him a couple messages back which eventually led to you sending your address. You were surprised how quick he agreed to meeting up with you, especially since this was his first time even joining one of your streams.

You shut your computer, cleaned up, and went to bed, dreading the Wednesday that was about to come.

—

As Wednesday rolled along, Caleb was geeked the second he woke up, he got up extra early for work, and pampered himself like crazy in the morning. He just couldn't believe that his faceless girl reached out to him just like that.

And now that you were number one, that was one thing checked off of Caleb's list, now the second thing—which he just added—was to fuck you!

As Caleb walked into work he ignored everyone who greeted him and pretended to focus on his work so the time could go by quicker.

As he was drowned in emails upon emails a cling sound fell near him and Caleb glanced down at the ground when he saw a bracelet resting on the ground, he turned his chair and saw you come close to his desk.

“Dropped something, pips?” Caleb chuckled and picked up your bracelet. He swirled the material around his fingers and when he noticed the design his eyes widened.

“Caleb, give it back—ungh” before you could finish speaking, Caleb grabbed onto your wrists and dragged you to a secluded hallway, his fingers gripping tight on the bracelet before he shoved you against the wall.

A thud echoed through the hallway and you wink up at Caleb while scratching the back of your head, a look of confusion filled your eyes and you reached for the bracelet still dangling along his fingers.

But he pulled away before you could grab it, Caleb leaned in his lips inches–centimeters away from yours, your shaky breath ghosted against Caleb’s skin and he slid the bracelet along his wrist.

“So you it's you…” he breathed, sliding his fingers through your soft hair, pulling you closer. You gulp and flicker your gaze from his lips to his eyes, and before you could ask him something, Caleb crashed his lips on yours.

“Save it.” he mumbled against your mouth, slicking his tongue against your soft lips before sliding it in your mouth, meeting his tongue with yours. He worked himself against your lips, practically devoured you like he hasn't eaten for years.

Caleb pulled away, his cheeks burning up by the second, he leaned in for another kiss but you pressed your finger on his lips, pushing him back before you asked him the same question you've been trying to ask before.

Caleb chuckled and rested his forehead on your shoulder, he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close, the tension radiated off the two of you, leaving you to instinctively give in and hug him back.

“Why’d you waste your money on me?”

“I dont know..” he mumbled, pulling away and wrapped his fingers around your wrist. The grip was tightening and Caleb started dragging you out of the hallway, eventually leading you out of the office building.

“Cal–where are we going?” you chuckle awkwardly, turning your head as you look back at the building door then back at Caleb, who was already shoving you inside his car.

“To start your stream, just a little earlier.”

—

It wasn't even a second you stepped into the house, and Caleb already had you slammed against your desk, his needy lips found yours, devouring you like an animal. His hand reaches the bottom of your computer, clicking a button, making the computer flash on.

A bright white light illuminated the room and Caleb still had his mouth on yours, he winked open an eye and peered his gaze to the lockscreen, you noticed his violet iris glistening in the dark and Caleb soon pulled away, asking you for the password.

You give him your password and dart your tongue on his neck, sucking and nibbling on it. A shuddered breath escaped Caleb's lips and his grip grew tighter on you, the feeling of his fingertips digging deep against your plush hips made you squirm beneath him.

Caleb eventually logged into your computer, he grabbed onto your face and without warning, he smashed his lips on yours again, his bodyweight started to push against you, as he started devouring you again. You notice his other hand–still on the mouse, move around as he started to click random buttons and, fuck.

He already started the stream.

“Caleb! My mask–hngh”

Caleb ignored your words and slid you off the desk as his mouth was still on yours, you felt him slide his fingers up your shirt, the feeling of his rough, cold fingertips grazing against your warm skin, which made you shudder in pleasure.

He pulled away for a minute, just to stare into your eyes before the sound of a riipp echoed through the room and your shirt was already torn up, and thrown on the ground. Caleb's hands immediately wrap around your tits before he flipped you over in a quick movement, making you face the camera as he had his hands all over you.

“Mmph–” you felt his fingers lower down your body, playing with the waistband of your pants, but instead of pulling them down, you felt his large presence shadow over you before his bright, violet eyes glistened at the chat.

“Hundred dollars and this is getting off.” he smirked, tugging at the fabric which caused a yelp to leave your lips. You glance up at the screen and notice a bunch of people sending hundreds of dollars. This was unusual for you, you would usually get way less than that, maybe it's ‘cause Caleb was here?

A menacing chuckle left Caleb’s lips and he slid your pants down in a quick movement. You were now left bare n’ exposed in front of everyone and you slam your head on the desk to cover your face, in embarrassment.

Caleb traced his fingers down your body, those same fingers eventually found their way to your soaking cunt and Caleb rubbed a slow motion against your twitchy clit, you clenched your thighs between him and a grunt left his lips.

“Relax, pips.”

You moan in response and a loud ding brings you back to reality, you peer your eyes at the screen and your eyes widen in shock.

thebestartist sent $500: gotta do more than that ^^

“Yeah? What d’ya think?” Caleb leaned in, his hot breath ghosted over your skin, you mutter something incoherent under your breath and that just made Caleb chuckle.

His fingers curled inside you, a loud, broken moan left your lips and you grip onto the desk tighter. Caleb’s fingers slick out of you and he aligned himself against you.

You felt the feeling of his rough fabric play against your sensitive skin, he continued to grind himself against you, stimulating you in any way possible, and it clearly was working.

“Want it?”

“Y-Yes!” You gulped the lump that was creeping up your throat and Caleb nodded, pulling away and zipping his pants down, you glanced at the chat which was going crazy and also notice the unreasonable donations rolling in.

“Too much..” you mutter, catching your breath, but before you could finish what you were saying you felt Caleb’s hard, leaking tip slick inside your entrance.

“Wha-”

“Did you guys know she’s my coworker?” Caleb said, thrusting more inches deep inside you, you rolled your eyes back and plop your head against the desk when you felt him sink deeper and deeper inside you.

“I’m not—ngh sure if we hated each other, but we never g-got…fuck…”

Caleb grit his teeth and grabbed onto the sides of your body, ramming himself in you in an arrhythmic pattern, you felt your head bob back and forth, your moans started sounding ragged, broken, and real.

Caleb grinned as he lifted your hips, elevating you in a perfect angle so he could hit the perfect spots, and he did exactly that.

“But we never got along, r-right?”

You shook your head, not because you were disagreeing with what he said—well you completely forgot what he said—but because you realized you were already creeping close to release.

With the man you hated.

Well it wasn’t even hate anymore, was it? You didn’t expect Caleb to be hitting every right spot, making you feel this good.

“C-Caleb I’m ugh!”

Caleb only hummed in response, his large length stretched you out, sounds of him slicking in and out of you, and loud moans filled the room.

Your legs shake in pleasure and before you could warn Caleb that you were going to cum, you already felt the pleasure pooling out of you. A mocking chuckle escaped Caleb’s lips and he gulped at the sight.

“D-damn it…” he whimpered, glancing at the screen where the chat was going absolutely crazy and the donations were still stacking up by the second.

thecrow: nice.

imamfstarboy: U looks so pretty.

A groveling groan left Caleb's lips when he realized he was close, he muttered curses under his breath before leaning in and grabbing onto the mouse.

A loud clang of your bracelet hitting the table made you flinch and before you could ask what he was doing, Caleb pushed his full length inside you making you moan in shock, an expression he’s never seen before plastered all over your face and that caused a reaction out of Caleb.

“Y-you’re so beautifu—nghh” with a click of the mouse the stream ended and you pant heavily, catching your breath. Caleb was still trapped inside you, and you felt him slowly pull out of you, sounds of his and your slick drooled out of you and you plop on your knees when a small pop escaped out of you.

“Was that good?” Caleb chuckled, leaning in and planted small kisses across your face. You stare at him, the shock still sparked in your eyes and you couldn’t even bring yourself to say anything.

“Let’s get cleaned c’mon, baby.”

—

Both you and Caleb walked into work at the same time the next day. He stood close behind you, ghosting his hand along your back as he followed you in the office.

And immediately everybody; especially Zayne, noticed what was going on. Caleb chuckled and walked over to his cubicle and gave Zayne the files back.

“I can’t believe that faceless girl was her.” He laughed and slammed the files on the table, resting against the wall with crossed arms.

“Yeah… I checked out her stream last night and didn’t expect you to be there..” Zayne mumbled, his finger resting on his chin as he rubbed circular motions on it.

“Wait you were in the stream wha-“

“Time to pay back the thousands of dollars you gave her, Caleb. And also—”

Caleb only rolled his eyes in response and lifted himself off the wall, walking away from Zayne before he could hear more of his rambling.

“These are the wrong files.” Zayne mumbled.

part 3 of fly into your heart | caleb -> next work

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