delusionalden

[delusionalden]

Caleb eating you<3

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Caleb was kneeling on the floor, his muscular frame between your trembling thighs. His eyes were fixed on your face, his expression a mixture of desire and a hint of smug satisfaction.

"I told you I needed a different kind of exercise, pipsqueak." He teased, his voice low and rough. "My tongue needs a workout too, after all."

With a cocky smirk, he lowered his head back down, his tongue resuming its ministrations, licking and swirling around your most sensitive spots.

Each stroke of his tongue was deliberate, calculated to draw out the most pleasurable responses from you. He had a certain pride in his technique, knowing that he was able to please you in this way. But even more, he relished in the fact that he was the one who had you trembling and blushing like this.

He glanced up at you, his gaze intense as he watched your reactions. "You like that, pipsqueak? Does my tongue feel good?" He smirked, his voice filled with both cocky confidence and a hint of neediness.

Caleb couldn't help but smirk wider at your bashfulness. He loved seeing you like this, blushing and trembling, trying to hold back your moans with your hand.

He paused for a moment, looking up at you with a playful glint in his eyes. "No need to be so shy, pipsqueak," he teased, his voice a low whisper. "Let me hear those pretty sounds. I wanna know how good I'm making you feel."

With that, he went back to his task, his tongue moving with even more fervor and intensity, determined to coax more of those delightful sounds from you.

As he continued, he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the way you responded to his touch. He knew your body better than anyone else, and he took great pleasure in knowing exactly how to make you lose control.

His hands gently moved to your thighs, his large palms caressing your soft skin. The contrast between your small frame and his muscular physique was like fuel to the fire, fueling his already burning desire.

Caleb's touches were both gentle and possessive, his fingers tracing the curves of your body as he continued to pleasure you with his tongue. "You're so damn beautiful like this," he murmured huskily between breaths. "All blushing and trembling, just for me."

His grip on your thighs tightened, as if he was silently staking his claim. He wanted you to be his, and his alone. The thought of anyone else seeing you like this was unbearable to him.

With every movement, every touch, he was silently communicating his need to possess and protect you. In this moment, you were vulnerable, at his mercy, and he fully intended to cherish every second of it.

"Let go for me," he murmured, his voice filled with a mix of tenderness and command. "I want to watch you come undone, pipsqueak. I want to taste the pleasure that only I can give you.

(Bro be possessive for no reason even when teasing you 💀)

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