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chained wings | angel caleb x princess / maiden (?) mc

The gloom from the heavy clouds stains the sky in a dim grey, almost blurring into the brick walls of the castle nestled at the top of the cliff. Waves crash against the rocks below, fiercely making out with the wind in a dance of power. Despite the sound of thunder and lightning kissing the sea’s surface, she awaits– window open like arms spread to welcome him in.

Caleb feels his heart roar yet sink. He’s so close to finally quenching his yearning, yet he already fears the time of farewell. 

His wings allow the wind to push him forward; feathers flickering as the breeze passes through like a blown kiss. He can feel himself choking with the need of embracing her until they become one.

Landing carefully, he sits on the edge of the opened window. He smiles at the lovely way she reacts when locking eyes with him. Quickly, she untagles from her white bedsheets, pushing herself to kneel on the bed as Caleb closes the gap between them and brings her to him. 

She wraps her arms around his neck, fingers brushing his feathered wings,  and looks up at him– parted lips merely a breath away. 

“You’re here,” she whispers, voice tinted with disbelief.

Caleb encircles her waist; hands clutching her back– fingers digging as he presses her closer. 

He nuzzles her nose, sighing, before rubbing his upper lip with her lower one. His hand interlocks with her loose, curly hair and he believes he has already become drunk on her scent.

If being drunk could even be a possibility for an angel. 

Meeting her waiting gaze, he kisses her gently. The sky rumbles with thunder, and the room casts shadows from the peeking sun between the clouds. Its warmth envelops them in a dream-like instant, and time becomes meaningless as her tongue licks its way inside Caleb’s mouth and he kisses her back with devouring fervor. 

Against her parted lips, and between panting breaths, Caleb replies, “Of course.”

He cradles her face, feeling his heart swell with devotion as she presses a kiss to his palm and holds it against her cheek. 

He knows she is afraid of the imminent goodbye. 

Kissing her again, he reassures her –and himself– with unbearable affliction subtly hidden in his voice, “We’ll always be under the same sky.”

Even if you can’t see me, I’ll always come back.

art: Mihály von Zichy - Romantic Encounter

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mission: anti-valentine’s - caleb x mc

In a mosaic of colors, the sun had begun to set outside. On any other occasion, Caleb would’ve enjoyed watching it; imagining how it would feel to fly through the reddish shaded clouds that gave way to the stars…

However, Caleb is on a mission.

He slams his hand on the fridge just as she is about to open it. Grumpily, he watches how she stops short on her tracks— hand in air as she reaches out to the door. He looks away, lips pursed as he pretends he doesn’t feel her gaze on his face.

Seconds pass and, with an annoyed groan, she pulls away his hand with a kick to his shin. Caleb grimaces, leaning down to rub on his leg– cursing under his breath. She stares down at him with an incredulous expression, before rolling her eyes and getting back on track.

Caleb is really upset. He wants to say something, yet he knows the moment he opens his mouth the wrong words will come out. Besides, there is no believable reason for him to be behaving so childishly aside from the truth. And that is something he can’t work up the courage to say yet.

You see, the girl who’s currently picking up different ingredients and cooking utensils, is planning to bake some chocolate cookies.

For… a… boy, nonetheless.

The simple remembrance of her excitement as she winked at him with a finger to her lips saying it was a secret makes him crush in his fist the water bottle he had just taken out of the fridge. Liquid sprays all over the kitchen counter, but he is too lost in his own frustration-filled thoughts to even care.

He has to prevent this. She will definitely not finish making those cookies.

Over his dead body.

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Read the rest on AO3 🍎🥥👇🏼

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63081580

Fic inspired by this adorable art! ❤️

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#caleb x mc high-school au ✏️📗🚌🎓🏫📖

He’s so embarrassed…

Caleb slumps onto his desk, hiding his face behind his open, vertically placed book between his hands. His ears feel burning hot, and his tummy churns with guilt and frustration.

He should’ve held back from his sarcastic remarks. From the glaring. From the search of approval, as if wanting to show he and only him was close enough to her. That she only cared for him, and that nobody else would ever have that privilege.

Still, how could he not react? That bastard was touching her; arm around her shoulder as he laughed, and smiled at her with an evident gleam in his eyes—

“Caleb?”

Caleb flinches, feeling the flush smearing his ears red, spread to his entire face. He can pinpoint the slight worry in her voice but also the smile tugging at her lips. He knows she looks so pretty right now.

“ ‘m fine, pip-squeak. Just a little sleepy.”

She snorts, “Of course you are. You spent all night reading one of your aviation magazine. Tsk, you’re gonna get sick.”

The last words are muttered as she presses the back of her hand on his forehead. Her fingers softly push back the fringe covering his sweat-glistening skin before turning her hand around and placing her palm instead.

Caleb gulps, looking up at her with hopelessness.

“Hm, you don’t seem to be sick, though…”

“I am sick, though…”, he thinks. “Lovesick, pip-squeak. I’m lovesick, and I want you more than anything.”

She sighs, flicking his forehead softly, “I’ll bring you some apple juice, just in case. Be right back!”

Caleb watches her leave— her hair flowing in the air as she goes, the sun entering the windows caressing her in shadows.

“And fix your uniform! You always have those two buttons undone…” she shouts from outside the hall.

Caleb chuckles.

Shaking his head, he slides down on his seat; stretching his legs under his desk. He leans his head against the wall at his side, eyes still glued to the place she had left— still feeling her scent lingering in the air.

She just stepped out and yet he already misses her so…

Caleb sighs, resigned, and looks out the window. The midday sun shines down; casting warmth as a remembrance of it still being summer.

But for Caleb, it’s almost… meaningless. He can’t let himself feel freely; having to bury the depth of his ever-growing infatuation into a black hole inside him. It is dark, cold and lonely to be the only one bearing this…

He laughs humorlessly, almost in a deprecating tone, when he realizes fate’s gamble against him.

At least…

“Caleb, did you fall asleep? Then why did you make me go all over to the snack- shop for this juice!”

Opening one of his eyes, Caleb smiles, “I never asked you to go, though. You decided that on your own.”

He raises a brow, teasingly inciting her to prove him wrong. She gives him a judgmental glare, her lips pursed over the inability to refute. Instead, she changes the topic.

“What did I say about your shirt, dummy?”

Caleb chuckles, sipping from his apple juice.

Yes. At least.

At least he has this.

And for now, as long as she smiles this brightly, it’s enough.

☀️🌻🍃🍎📒

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caleb sniffing your underwear 🔞

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He literally just came inside you. Just seconds ago he took you to the bathroom in his arms after railing you senseless, and gently placed you inside the tub so you could comfortably wash yourself and relax within its warmth.

And yet.

Here he leans against the closed door, fapping his once again hardened cock while holding your panties to his nose. He closes his eyes, feeling his dick grow hotter and thicker inside his fist whenever he smells the soft fabric.

Your scent drives him absolutely mad. If it weren’t because you’re tired, he would’ve gone in there and fucked you inside the bathtub. However, scenting you like this is enough; for now.

The slightly wet panties make his head dizzy, so much so he feels his knees go weak as he slowly sweeps the fabric all over his neck and chest; trying to hold back from cumming just from the feeling of it on his skin.

He thrusts into his hand, motions growing earnest yet erratic. He presses his lips to quiet down the moans, brows furrowed while sweat begins to gather on his muscled midriff.

“Fuck,” he mumbles, pressing with his fingertip his shaft’s head; smearing precum down its length to facilitate friction. It feels so good, and he’s so close—

“Caleb?”

He puts the panties in his mouth and bites down just when the tremors of orgasm reach him. He falls to the floor on his knees, streams of cum coating the carpet. His exposed chest heaves as he tries to catch his breath after the afterglow passes. He parts his lips and the fabric falls. Sighing, Caleb pushes his sweat-drenched hair back before standing up.

“Yeah? What’s wrong, pip-squeak? You okay?”

He throws the panties inside the washing machine, before heading over to you. Maybe next time…, Caleb thinks with a smile, he can play with your panties in front of you.

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Caleb's mechanical fingers

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His tongue is not the only thing inside, twirling around every crevice of your mouth and sucking on your own tongue. His cock, hard and veined, is fucking you restlessly deep in your core; making you gasp for air. The squelching sounds make the sensations even more erotic, and the way his eyes stare you down as he parts away his lips almost send you over the edge.

Caleb’s mechanic fingers keep rubbing your clit, pressing down as he pulls out his shaft. He leaves only the tip, making your walls itch over the absence of warmth, before ramming right back; making the curve of its head bulge underneath your tummy. You cry out, desperate through the overstimulation as his movements rub against your insides– almost like caresses meant to make you acknowledge the depth of his feelings. His mechanic hand feels cold against your folds as his thumb lazily plays with your sensitive nub. He keeps fucking you, deep and erratically– the fingers on his left hand rubbing your tit. 

Thrusting, he looks down at where his cold, robotic digits gather your juice with twirling motions before pushing one inside you along with his cock. 

“C-Caleb!”

“Shh, just feel me. It’s okay, you’re being such a good girl,” he whispers in your ear– tongue lapping its curves, teeth nibbling its lobe. Despite the intensity, you grab his hair and pull him closer to you; wrapping your legs around his waist and sheathing him deeper within you. Caleb groans, forehead falling against yours as your hole clenches tight around his dick.

“Hah, such a good girl for me,” he moans– hips increasing speed; thrusts becoming more shallow and urgent. His mechanical digits keep stimulating your clit, and his lips have now traveled down your neck, shoulders, armpit and breasts, before settling on sucking your nipples until they’re fully swollen. 

You almost wish not to cum just to enjoy this ecstatic sensation a little longer. But Caleb’s cock is hot, and the way it comes out and inside you drives you absolutely mad with the desire for more. The way your pussy squeezes whenever he retracts just to keep him within your walls, making you whine for not having him shaping your insides to his thickness. 

How you open up whenever he pushes back, welcoming him to where he belongs. 

Caleb chuckles, “If you want me to stay inside, you just gotta say it, pip-squeak. We can sleep just like this: me nuzzling between your tits while you enjoy warming my cock all night long.”

You gasp, head thrown back as he bites down on the revealed skin of your neck, “Wanna try? I can also just leave my mechanical fingers nestled inside you. Both are more than fine to me. Just say the word, pip-squeak, and I’ll spoil you.”

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Caleb’s myth 🥹💔

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sick caleb waking up after a long nap, heading over to where you sit watching tv with some snacks and shuffling his way into the sofa, drowsily making room to cuddle himself at your side— rubbing his nose against you while making whiny sounds to make you move your arms off your lap before laying his head on your thighs. he turns around to his right side and nestles his face on your tummy. he sighs, nuzzling you and pressing a kiss right above your navel, before wrapping his arms around your waist and falling asleep again.

goodnight! 🤍

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alpha caleb entering rut 🌶️

alpha caleb asking to eat you out, his voice tinted in a whimper as jerks himself off; cock sliding in and out of his fist. he’s leaking, shaft red and hard to the point of bursting— veins perfectly lining its length. his tear-filled eyes are puppy like, despite the evident desire brimming within their purple orbs. he keeps fapping, hand traveling down to squeeze his balls in an attempt to hold back from cumming. he’s desperate, whiny, and it makes your entire body tingle alone with the arousal that his pheromones provoke. his rut has made him mad with want. he jerks his hips, as if fucking the air— head thrown back as his hand presses on the tip of his precum

smeared tip.

“please? lemme eat your pussy?”

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• 18 + caleb x you • you disrobe in front of caleb and your intent turns into a plot twist

Caleb swallows. Audibly.

He thinks he might actually be dreaming, because how can it be possible that you’re right there, undressing before him. He watches entranced as you pull your bathrobe down your shoulders, almost letting a whimper escape when the robe reveals skin past your bosom and down your midriff.

He desperately wants to touch you, but he’s frozen on the spot. The robe finally falls down to your feet, and you see how his entire face has become flushed red. His hands are clenched in a fist, sweat droplets running down his neck.

A hard bulge has formed under his pants.

It aches, and Caleb doesn’t know whether to reach down to relieve himself at the sight of you naked, or to go over and kiss you until you both run out of breath.

But before he can even decide, you walk over and take his hand. You gently place it on your breast, and guide his fingers to your cold-erect nipple. Then you close in to press your lower body against him, and grind to create friction for his cock.

Caleb moans, almost pained, and squeezes your tit in response to your movement. You take his other hand and place it on your ass, and, acknowledging this as a green light, Caleb begins to rub his hard-on in earnest against your front.

You feel yourself getting wet at the sounds escaping his lips— the moans, the desperate sighs, and the needy groans as he keeps grinding against you, and the hand that has already made itself acquainted with every sensitive part of your breast.

“Caleb, down here it’s warmer… and slippier..”

Caleb looks up at you, after having his eyes glued all this time to your tits, belly-button, and especially at the way his cock touches you right above where your pussy resides. His purple eyes are dazed in lust and wonder, heavy-lidded over the pleasure when they open wide at your words. He looks down again, at your exposed pelvis and, almost as if bewitched, he kneels down.

His fingers begin to spread your folds, lazily picking the wetness on their tips before guiding it to his tongue. You gasp, the sudden plot twist taking you by surprise. Caleb closes his eyes in delight, before reaching again to touch you— rubbing your pussy and leaning in to smell you on the skin right above your clit. You sob, nervous but also in anticipation.

“Pip-squeak… Can I eat you out? Please?” he asks, voice hoarse yet needy, almost like a whine.

You nod, stroking your hand over his hair-strands. Caleb sighs and sticks out his tongue to take a tentative lick at your swollen clit. His hand has already pulled his pants down, and has begun to fap his shaft in slow, yet deliberate motions. And then, he opens his mouth and takes your clit between his lips. He begins to suck, fast and with force, and you almost fall over. His free hand roams around your folds, smearing your wetness all over and making its way into your entrance. He twirls his finger around the hole, teasing and playful before inserting one digit inside. He begins to fuck your pussy gently, before pressing in another finger and increasing the speed.

You’re a mess of moans and cries as you feel doubly stimulated from inside and outside. His tongue laps at the sensitive nub of nerves, and his three fingers ram your weak spot.

All while his other hand keeps working up and down his cock, precum smearing the carpet underneath him. His groans send shivers up your spine, and you can practically feel the tremors all over your body. He keeps jerking off, squeezing the head of his dick before sliding down to his balls and then moving up again while applying pressure for better friction.

You both cum at the same time.

It takes both of you a few minutes to recover. Your upper body has fallen onto Caleb, as he still sits on his knees on the floor. You feel his lips kiss your stomach, and then the hollow of your chest before sucking on your nipple. You cry, holding his head closer and griping his hair in between your fingers.

Caleb sighs, kissing your tits all over. He slides his hands at your sides, caressing your ribs and hips.

“Please, let me fuck you,” he says, eyes pleading— almost in the brink of crying. “I might actually die if you say no.”

•••

To be continued?

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i want this teddy bear 🧸 🫦

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🔞lads caleb

•••••

Caleb would definitely tease you by solely grinding his cock against you. He would slide it up and down between your folds, guiding it to press the tip on your entrance before pulling away. He repeats the same rhythm over and over again; just smearing your pussy with his precum.

You think he only does it to tease when in fact doing that turns him on a hell lot. He loves the way his cock spreads your pussy as he slides over it, and the way your body tenses up whenever he grinds against your clit. He relishes in the way your entrance gapes and clenches whenever he pulls away after he lazily grazes the head of his shaft over it— as if disappointed of him not entering, and utterly desperate to take him.

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Pulling your nipple softly between his teeth, Caleb looks up from where he lays on top of you— purple eyes dark with lust as his chin rests lazily on your breast. Hair sticking onto his sweat drenched forehead, he stares at you with a puppy-like expression, as if asking if he’s allowed to continue his ministrations. You wonder how he seems so adorable to you in when encountered in this situation…

He kneads at the soft skin with his free hand, letting his tongue pave a way from the tip of your teat, down your areola and onto the hollow space on your chest. All this while his other hand plays with the gathering wetness soaking your underwear.

His lips find your breast again, and squeezing it in his warm hand, he sucks on the nipple with force and an indescribable need. His fingers skillfully tug down your panties, and his thumb begins to stroke your swollen clit. You moan into the back of your hand, as the other pushes Caleb further into taking your nipple in his mouth.

You feel him chuckle, the tremors of his throat reaching your sensitive bosom. Both his hands stop, and as he parts away from your bitten, bruised nipple, a string of saliva extends from it towards Caleb’s playful smirk. The sight is so erotic it makes your head spin. He licks his lips, and lifts your leg over his shoulder.

“How is it that you taste so good? Especially on this spot,” he says as his nail scratches lightly on your nub. You cry out, feeling the sensation run shivers down your spine. Caleb groans, leaning closer to nibble your ear. “I can’t get fucking enough.”

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*licks lips* papito rico

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he’s so deliciously photogenic

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🔞🍎 Caleb tries hard to hold back from pounding you deep into the mattress, smirking with furrowed brows as he lazily holds your hips while attentively watching you ride him. He loves the way his colonel cap slides down your head as you keep moving up and down his cock, clenching as you grind for further friction. He holds back a moan, and squints as the tip of his erection slips out and slaps between your butt cheeks. His hand travels down to your ass and he squeezes it in an attempt to appease his overwhelming thirst before giving it a light pat.

“More than a punishment, this feels like quite the reward, pipsqueak. Ugh—”

You can’t think clearly, and ignore him breaking the rules as he pushes himself up on his elbows to take one of your breast between his lips. He sucks, inducing a moan to escape your dry throat. You can feel him smiling as he laps at your nipple.

And then his hips snap up— the head of his cock perfectly reaching your sweet spot. You start seeing stars as your climax finally reaches you. Caleb groans, and buries his face between your tits. He licks, and nibbles while moaning— body trembling and tense as he comes deep inside of you. You’re both sticky with sweat but stay just like that; basking in the afterglow pleasure and in each other’s warmth.

“I guess I should disappear more often, pipsqueak,” he chuckles before giving you a light, heartwarming kiss. “If this is what I get, I gladly accept it.”

His meaningful smile sends sparks running your body again… And his hand finds its way into your wet core, ready for whenever you give him the signal.

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i’m such a brainrot for him

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i broke the law, sir.