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mochieekittenz · 2 months ago

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Birthday Boy

cw: unprotected s€x, foodplay, c*m eating

character(s): caleb x f!reader (smut)

Birthday banner just dropped and I haven’t known peace since. I had no choice. Hope you like it! 🤍

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𝓨ou don’t even know how it started.

You two were sitting and spending Caleb’s birthday like you always did — messing around was in your veins since childhood. It was good like this. Familiar and warm.

It was late at night, the candles in the room were flickering, casting golden shadows across his skin. The table was cluttered with wrappers and crumbs —an evidence of the birthday feast you’d both been enjoying. All kind of sweet-treats. Cookies, colorful candies, chocolate-dipped strawberries, cupcakes with way too much frosting. Most people would pass out by the sight alone.

But Caleb had insisted on celebrating “properly,” which, in his mind, meant a sugar-fueled evening filled with laughter, teasing, and stolen kisses between bites.

You sat cross-legged on the sofa, a plate resting on your knees with half-eaten treats. Caleb lounged beside you, his eyes catching the light. He was watching you more than the sweets. You caught the subtle curve of his lips as he flicked a cupcake liner aside, still smirking.

“I still think the strawberry ones are overrated,” he said softly.

“And I still think you’re insane,” you laughed, dipping your finger into the whipped cream on the plate.

His eyes darkened, sharp and playful. You slowly brought your finger up and gently traced a dollop of the fluffy cream across his lips. Leaning in without thinking, pressing your mouth over his to lick it away. He smiled against your mouth. The taste of sugar and him — there was no better thing in the world.

“Hold still,” you murmured.

"Oh now you're giving orders? I like it." Caleb chuckled, a low sound vibrating through his chest as he settled back, slumping himself on the backrest of the sofa. Letting you take whatever you wanted, like always — he would give you the world if he could.

The tip of your finger was already slick with whipped cream once again. You playfully smudged it onto his jawline. Your smile smug all the way through it.

“You’re gonna get me all sticky,” he scoffed.

“Shh.” You dipped your head down. “Birthday treat.”

Your tongue traced a path where your finger had just been. His eyes closed a bit, a soft sigh leaving his nose.

“Is it my birthday or yours? I think I got lost.”

You hummed softly, pulling yourself up to pamper him with little smooches over his cheek.

“You know I've always been selfish, I had to blow out at least one candle on your cake when we were younger.”

“Always greedy...” He huffed with amusement.

You laughed softly, nudging the plate out of the way before you swung one leg over Caleb's thigh. Settling in his lap.

Caleb raised an eyebrow, his grin instantly widening.

“Oh, we’re doing that now?” he said, tone cocky but fond, already shifting beneath you so his hands could roam your thighs. “Is this part of the birthday gift, or…are we improvising?” his hips shifted under you, not even trying to hide how hard he was from the past hour of your shared kisses.

You smiled softly to yourself, the warmth of the moment making your cheeks flush. Without thinking, you pressed your hips down against the hardness beneath you. It was out of pure habit by now. That always earned you a beautiful hitch from him.

Leaning close, you whispered into his ear, “You haven’t even unwrapped the best part of your gift yet, Caleb.”

Your fingers slid down to find his hand, gently guiding it upward until his fingertips grazed the delicate strap of your tied dress.

Caleb's eyes shone darkly like the night sky, his gaze locked on yours with a mix of hunger and awe as his fingers slowly loosened the satin strap.

“I'll have to make sure to make the most of it, then...”

...

Now you know how it started.

Because by now, you were both breathless — gasping softly between each shared movement. Your dress had been tugged down to your waist, the fabric bunched loosely around your hips, long forgotten.

Your chin rested lightly on Caleb’s head, his hair warm beneath your skin, grounding you in the moment. Your arms wrapped around him instinctively, fingers clutching at the warmth of his back.

“Mnn—...C-Caleb-”

He laved his tongue over your nipple, lapping up the last traces of cream with single-minded focus. The rough drag of his tongue against the sensitive peak sent sparks skittering down your spine, making you arch into him with a sharp gasp. Caleb growled low in his throat, the vibrations rumbling against your breast, as he suckled harder — determined to taste every last bit of the sugary confection.

His hips slammed into yours with a brutal, almost punishing rhythm — each impact sending a shockwave of sensation ricocheting through your core. The wet, obscene sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, punctuated by your choked cries and his guttural groans.

He let go of your nipple at some point, licking up the string of saliva that connected his lips with your skin.

“Fuck, pips...you're squeezing me so fucking tight...” Caleb grunted, his length pulsing and throbbing inside you.

You were biting feverishly on your lip, your eyes glistening almost as if you were about to cry from pleasure in any second, thighs quivering on each side of his hips.

God — So fucking sexy.

Caleb shuddered, his shaft twitching inside your constricting wetness as he milked your needy whimpers. He could feel your walls fluttering around him, gripping his thick cock like a vice.

“Y-You're— Fuck...You're trying to suck me in or what?...” he drew his eyebrows together, the tight embrace of your silky heat was making him lose it.

You leaned back a bit, your lips parted as you panted heavily. You supported both your hands on the edge of the sofa as your hips rolled — riding him, coupling with his movements. Your breasts bounced up and down while you two were lost in your desperate love-making.

Caleb's eyes zeroed on the sight where the two of you met. Your pussy pink and swollen from stimulation, even in the dim candlelight he could see everything. He needed to seal the picture deep into his mind. You were sliding on him so good it made both of you see stars. The new angle made him rub over your g-spot with each hump.

“Oh...M'god...” you whimpered, your head tipping back as you moaned. The corners of your eyes wetted with how much you were feeling.

Caleb didn't knew where the fuck to look at this point. At your blissful expressions which he was always getting off for. Your perky titties that were jumping right before his eyes — or the way your squelching pussy was gripping him to death.

It was straight up crazy.

“Holy shit...” he whimpered, his face scrunching as he tried so hard not to cum yet.

“I-Is it too much?..." you whine, your voice quivering even though your hips don't give up in their moves.

“No. Fuck. No — M’ just tryna last… but it’s fuckin’ impossible.”

“N-No...No...Please, just a little longer...for me...” you whimpered, milking your greedy pussy on him.

He pursed his lips, leaning his head back and squeezing his eyes hard as he tried to stay sane. His fingers dug into your plushy bum, guiding you against him.

The thick pressure coiled low in his belly twisted with need, aching and insistent. Caleb’s eyes locked onto yours again, wild and desperate, silently begging without words. His chest rose and fell in rapid bursts, every inch of him pulsing with want and restraint. The sensation was overwhelming, exquisite and torturous — all at once.

Your breath hitched, body trembling as the pleasure built inside you, rising like a wave you couldn’t hold back. The heat pooled low, spreading slow and fierce. One of your hands left the edge of the sofa to drift down between your legs, fingertips pressing hard against your clit. Rubbing yourself in quick and tight circles.

You gasped, hips bucking instinctively as your body tensed and twisted under the rush. The world blurred around the edges, everything narrowing down to the fierce, pulsing heat building faster and faster.

“Caleb…Oh—… right there…” you gasped, voice shaking as your body tensed.

The world exploded in white-hot bliss, your muscles clenching around him, your mind lost in the storm of sensation he’d ignited. Caleb bit on his lip, his focus solely on you, trying to please the best he can. You felt it all brewing inside of you, ready to snap at any second.

“Fuck—Caleb, I-I’m coming!” you choked out, voice thick with need and release.

Caleb groaned deep in his throat, his own breath ragged as he held you through every shudder, every gasp, every tremble. He feels as his release draws up. Your clenching pussy was a test from heavens above for him.

His vision blurred with the overwhelming rush. He held you tight, his arms wrapped around you like a lifeline, anchoring you as your body trembled through the waves of your orgasm. His breath was ragged, every inhale sharp as he bit down hard on the inside of his cheek.

As the waves of your pleasure begin to ease a bit, he slipped out from inside of you, his cock sprung out wet and hot across your abdomen with a loud slap. Both of you hissed sharply — you at the sudden loss of fullness, Caleb at the cold air that hit him.

With a shuddering groan, he gave in, his body stiffening for a moment before he exploded — warm, thick streams of his cum spilling out onto your bare stomach, causing you to shiver.

“Ah—” he groaned, his body shaking with the intensity of his orgasm.

You breathed deeply, your thighs shaking with aftershocks. Biting onto your lip, you gathered his release with your fingers, bringing them up to taste.

“So...After all, I did get you sticky.” you teased with a smirk, your breathing still evening out and your cheeks flushed.

Caleb huffed, shaking his head. How you loved seeing him like this. Satisfied, content. His usually guarded face — now all pink and pretty. You wrapped your arms around his neck to pull yourself up, pressing a tender kiss to his cheek.

“Happy Birthday, Caleb.” you hummed softly, moving astray strands of hair away from his forehead. “May all your wishes come true.”

His eyes searched yours, his longing gaze meeting your dilated pupils. The corners of his lips turning softly into a loving smile.

“My only ever wish...Is to be with you — forever.”

You smiled gently and nuzzled your face in his temple. Letting yourself feel his warmth. The weight of how real the moment was, pressing on you both.

“Then we shall make every moment count...”