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New Flight Path

After offering yourself up as Caleb's 'birthday present' and in the middle of enjoying the 'celebration,' you decide to take things into your own hands. With Caleb stretched out on the sofa, you shimmy closer only to discover one little thing... Caleb won't fit! Fortunately, you've never been a quitter, and before the night is through, you're going to show Caleb just how much he means to you... one way or another! Congrats on the sex, Calebmc!!! Happy Birthday, Caleb!

Pairing: LaDS Caleb x You (there are actually no gender-specific pronouns used for MC/You in this, but it was written with an afab body in mind)

CW: Birthday smut, cock warming, dirty talk, unprotected sex, cream pie, inappropriate use of Evol, masturbation, pet names (pips, baby), possessiveness (Caleb and MC), codependence, MC/you on top, Caleb is TOO big, Reader insert 18+ Only, please!

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The hours blend together, and since the first kiss until now, Caleb’s shown you just how much he’s been dreaming of this moment. Not that you haven’t, too. You have. But, like always, Caleb has you beaten. He’s stronger, longer, and more thorough than you anticipated. But you want to give back and want to see his face transported with the same pleasure he’s been giving you.

So, you’d tugged him along, gently pressing until he’s seated on his oversized sofa, legs spread, cock hard. He looks so good. His sun-kissed body is flushed all the way to the tips of his ears, and his cock is so hard it’s leaking… or maybe it’s still slick from you.

Swallowing thickly, you capture your lip between your teeth and stare openly as Caleb revels. There’s no denying how badly you still want him. Every inch of you responds to the decadent display before you, and the look in his twilight-colored eyes sends a shiver through you. He looks like he wants to devour you, and truly, he has.

Sliding closer, your legs slip over his, stretched wide. He’s so big, it’s almost hard to position yourself correctly, so you indulge, press your slick cunt against his length and grind some to prepare for what comes next.

This is the first time you’ll be taking control. All throughout the night, Caleb has patiently guided you through it all. He’d inch in, only to retreat just enough to make you beg for more. Hands and lips and Evol teasing and tempting as you writhe.

But now, when offered the same feast, you hesitate. Not because you don’t want it, but because he’s just so much. Looking down, you stare at his straining sex. Did that really fit inside of you? Could it now? Well, you could try.

Lifting your hips, you take Caleb’s cock in hand and slowly press it against your opening. And then, slide down… Just the tip fits inside you and… Ungh… It feels good, but it’s a lot.

“Have you always been this big?” You breathe, not entirely meaning to say those words aloud.

Caleb laughs darkly. “Am I big?”

Your eyes lock with his. He’s teasing you, as always. So, you tease him right back. “Well, how would I know? Yours is the first I’ve seen.”

“What about those sexy manga you read?”

You huff. “You’re not supposed to know about those. And that isn’t real.”

But truly, Caleb does compare to some of those spicy texts, which were partly to blame for you thinking that you could take the lead here. Romance novels, spicy manga, the movies—they all make it look so easy, but when confronted with the truth of the situation, and the size… he’s a lot to take.

You try again, hips shifting as your pussy coats the tip of his cock with your slickness, but you can’t get him to go any further. This is so much easier when he’s on top for some reason. Maybe it’s easier to relax when Caleb is the one behind the controls.

“Caleb,” you softly whine. “I don’t think this is gonna work.”

Of course, you got yourself into this position in the first place. You always were stubborn and prone to showing off to Caleb. But now…

“Baby,” he croons the endearment—not often used, but dearly enjoyed. “You got this. Just press a little harder and watch how your body blooms for me.”

You swallow, fingers digging into the meat of his shoulders as you hold yourself steady. Your body was made for him, just as his was made for you. There’s no one else in the universe that you’d rather be with, and even the mere thought that Caleb could have been with another makes you so fiercely jealous that your nails dig into his skin—just a little.

A slow hiss escapes his bruised lips at that. “Ease up, Pips. Just take a breath, and move.”

Your eyes slip closed, your body resisting the strange intrusion of his cock as your muscles tense. You’re too tight for him to enter you.

“Caleb,” you say, his name a soft whimper. “Help me.”

And he will. You know that, even though he’s just as inexperienced as you, he’ll still guide you.

His hands slide to your hips, gently holding you as he catches and holds your gaze. “Alright. Alright…” he drawls. “Eyes on me.”

His left hand moves, hot skin against skin as it trails to your sex. Deft fingers tease your clit, slowly circling as you hold yourself steady. Then, he starts to distract you. His voice is soft, almost sweet, as his lips talk you through it. Lips that have touched every part of you.

“You’re so beautiful,” he reverently breathes. “So ready to be full of me again.”

And you want that, want it so bad that you twist a little and press down, but still—no dice! It’s like your mind wants one thing, but your muscles are so tense from being soundly fucked for hours, that they just won’t ease up.

“I want you, Caleb,” you beg, voice breathy and needy even to your own ears. “I need you.”

“Every part of me already belongs to you, Pips. You know that,” he says while pressing a kiss at the corner of your lips. “Your body just needs a little reminder that it belongs to me too.”

You moan, body relaxing ever so slightly as he’s able to press another inch inside of you. Ohhh… So, you like it when he’s possessive, don’t you? When his fingers grip just a touch too hard. When his lips suck blushing bruises into your skin.

But you have the same wants, the same afflictions, the same need to mark his skin so that everyone can see he’s taken. Your body releases a little at the thought of how he’s not going to be able to hide all the marks on his neck—your teeth and lips and tongue trailing a flightpath against his skin that’s all yours.

Another inch.

He tells you how badly he’s wanted to see you like this. How when you met up again at that little corner store near your old home, he’d barely resisted the urge to pull you into his lap. Just. Like. This. But despite his wants, he’d waited. Patient as ever for you to discover the truth that others could plainly see.

How badly have you wanted him? And for how long? You were always possessive over Caleb. Your Caleb. Even when you were kids. Hell, your first sex dream had been about him. And you’d woken from the experience so rocked and shaken that you’d tried to push it right out of your thoughts because that’s Caleb! How could you think that about Caleb!

But how could you not? And the older you got, the more frequent the dreams, until the only face that ever appeared in your mind when you submitted to the sweet, aching need within yourself, was his. Of course, it took you a long time to consider what your dreams and desires were telling you.

And maybe nothing would have come from it, just fleeting fantasies of a young woman. But then, he’d been taken from you. A false death that had broken your heart and stolen your chance at having Caleb. But now, he was back.

And nothing would ever separate you again.

“How long have you been thinking about having me like this, Caleb?” you somehow manage, hips twisting in an effort to press him further.

Another inch of him slowly slides in as he says, “Longer than I’m ever gonna admit to.”

“Ahh,” you whimper as his thumb softly strums between your legs. “Pervert.”

“Mmm,” he chuckles and gives another patient thrust as your body accepts more of him. “Judgin’ from your reaction, you’re just as much of a pervert as I am.”

“Ungh…” Your eyes slip closed, your body canting as it finally gives in to those last inches.

His voice is raspy, slowly drawling as he mercilessly uses his fingers to tease you, to get you so much higher, “You feel so. Fucking. Good. Do you know… when I touch you here, I can feel you clench. Does it feel good for you too, Baby?”

You lean forward, teeth scraping against his chest as his fingers work their wicked magic between your legs. All the while, his cock strains inside—hot, thick, and pressing up against every single needy space within.

He’s gonna make you come and he knows it. You know, if you looked at him right now, you’d see that hint of smugness curling his lips, eyes downcast and dark as he watches you come apart on his cock. This has all gone wrong, hasn’t it? You were supposed to be taking the lead here.

So, you take a breath, pull yourself back, and gently press his hand away. He looks shocked and curious but lets you do what you want. Your hand replaces his, fingers tracing the same path that he had been only moments before.

You put on a show for your Caleb. Back arching so your breasts are angled towards his greedy lips, body shimmying so that you can feel every single last inch of him inside you, and then… you tell him. Dark words, secret dreams, and private experiences that you’d never shared with anyone else. And never would.

“Do you remember,” you pant, words breathless and halting as you shift your hips. “On New Years?”

“Hmm…?” He’s getting closer too, and despite his bravado, the feel of his cock warming inside of you is clearly becoming too much.

“When we fell asleep on the sofa,” you explain, fingers trailing faster and faster, body slowly squirming as you enjoy the full press of his cock inside you.

“Of course,” he replies, brow furrowed. He’s trying really hard to focus on your words, but the way you’re moving is so distracting. You grin. Good, this is what you wanted—Caleb, needy, unfocused, losing himself in the moment and the pleasure you give.

“I got up first.”

“We woke up together,” he reminds you.

You shake your head. “I woke up because you were pressing into me.” You pause, lean forward, and grind tight. He gets your meaning.

His cheeks flush a little more as he huffs out a laugh. “Sorry, Pips.”

“Don’t be. It’s mmm…me… That should be sorry.”

“Why?”

You let your head fall back, hips rocking now as your fingers spread more slickness atop your clit. “It turned me on so badly I had to go to the bathroom and take care of myself.”

“Fuck!” he groans. “Are you… really?”

“Really.”

There, leaning against the door of your bathroom, you’d slipped your hand beneath your panties and bit the inside of your lip to keep from crying out his name as you came. You should have gone back to the sofa and woken him up for a real Linkon New Year's celebration, but… you weren’t sure of yourself then. Not like now.

“Was it the first time?”

“Oh… No…”

He swallows, Adam’s apple bobbing as you writhe and push yourself higher. “How often?”

“How… What?”

“How often do you touch yourself and think of me.”

“I touch myself and think of you every day we’re apart… and sometimes, when we’re together.”

“God, Baby,” he groans.

“Sometimes,” you pant, admissions falling from your lips like a sinner in confession, “When we’re talking at night… I let my hand slide down and… I imagine you’re with me. Your voice is… Ohh… So sexy, Caleb.”

His eyes flash, and his hands slip to your hips and pull you down tight and hard. “You really think you can tell me that and get away with it?”

You pout. Of course, he’ll let you get away with it. It’s not so hard to get your way with Caleb considering how eager he is to please you, but you want the same for him. You lift your slick fingers to his lips and press them in deep so he can taste you again. He obliges you, sucking firmly as his tongue swirls.

“Your fingers taste like apple candies,” he breathes. “I think we’ve both been pushed to our limit.” His hand comes up and gently cups behind your neck, holding tight as your fingers return to your clit. “Show me what you got, Pips,” he finishes, words a teasing reminder of something you’d said to him much earlier in the evening.

And so, you show him just how hard you’ve been training at the Association, hips lifting only to snap back down in a wicked rush. You move yourself—up and down, up and down—cock pressing in and out, in and out, as your fingers struggle to find the right pace between your legs.

He notices. He notices everything about you. His hand gently guides yours away, only to be replaced by the sweet sensation of his Evol.

“Mmmph, Caleb,” you moan his name, and almost as if it’s involuntary, his hips snap up, intensifying the feeling of his cock inside you.

Your cunt clenches, hands reaching out to tangle in his thick hair as you pull yourself against his hot, hard body. Your hips roll, body grinding, core clenching as his Evol finally gives you the release you’ve been needing.

He’s made you come countless times throughout the night, and you’re certain he’ll make you come countless more, but this time, you’re gonna make him come too. You’re gonna hold him tight, keep him deep inside, and steal that slick rush of cum right into your body. Hold him there till his cock softens, until he is so sensitive that it almost hurts, and wait until he hardens again, bodies mingling within and without as your combined slickness sets the stage for the rest of the night.

As your body trembles, as the pleasure radiates from your core outward, you resonate with him—eyes locking, breaths and heartbeats synching, and amplify his power, making it almost feel as if it’s your own.

And there, with his cock deep within you, and his power surrounding you both, you fuck him as hard and as fast as you wished you could countless times before. Now that you’re finally indulging in this sweet pleasure, you’ll thoroughly mess up his sofa, his living room, his floor, his kitchen table… his floor-to-ceiling windows… and beyond.

No space in his home will be untouched, and then, once you’ve recovered, and you both have leave from work, you’re gonna do the same to your place. Every single space will remind you of him and what you’ve done together. And when it becomes too much, when the need is too acute, you’re gonna find your way back to him here and do it all over again.

Your fingers tangle in his hair, pulling just a touch as you lean in and beg, “Come for me, Caleb. Come in me.”

His lips fall open, a soft whimper escaping his lips as your words land. Caleb’s strong arms encircle you, and the coolness of his mechanical arm contrasts so delightfully with the heat of his natural arm, that it sends another frisson of pleasure right through you.

He holds tight, body hitching as he meets your movements, and then… His lips capture yours, tongue teasing yours into his mouth only for him to suck and moan into your kiss. His power trembles against your skin as your eyes roll back.

Though it surprises you some, you’re not finished either. Focusing on the pleasure you’re giving and receiving, you feel as Caleb’s body tenses, cock so deep and thick and hard within you that it almost feels like it’s a part of you, and then… he bounces his leg. Once, twice, and, again! Your body hops, bouncing up and down hard as you gasp, body caught up in another orgasm as he finally… finally!... gives you what you want.

Caleb holds tight, forehead rolling against your shoulder as he breathes in your scent and groans your name. You hold him back—just as tight—body shimmering with release as his cock pulses and releases. His cum is hot and thick, and floods you so thoroughly that you can feel it seeping down your legs.

But you want more. Want so much of him that it changes you on a cellular level. He is yours, and you are his. Two pieces made whole by this moment and so many more.

He’d always find you, and you’d always run into his waiting arms.

Held together by a force as strong and natural as gravity.

Author’s Notes:

Happy Birthday, Caleb! I love you haha. Seriously though, such a great character. Such brainrot. Insane. Written without the use of Gen AI (all those en dashes are placed by HAND, thank you very much). This is my first time writing second person, which is still a little challenging for me, but I did my best lmao (mostly, I prefer writing in first person, but often write in third, depending on the fandom/genre). Ughhhhhhhhhhhh Calebmc ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I don’t think I’ve ever been hit quite so hard by fictional character before, and that’s saying something because I’ve had some obsessions! Anyway, thanks so much for reading this birthday-flavored smut! Have an awesome weekend and go give Caleb a kiss for his birthday! He deserves it, and so do you!

Written and edited entirely without the use of GnAyeee eye (all the en dashes are bespoke and placed by hand tyvm).

Banner courtesy of cafekitsune! Page break courtesy of evansyhelp!

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