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snowtails · 27 days ago

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Sylus NSFW alphabet

(MDNI, 18+, Sylus x fem!reader)

a - aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Sylus may be rough during sex, but he’s a sweetheart after. Taking care of you, getting a bath ready. If your muscles are too sore he’ll massage your body, making sure you feel as comfortable as possible. He’ll cuddle you up, never leaving you alone to feel like a toy.

He makes sure to always ask if you’re alright, your comfort is the most important part for him.

“Did I go too rough, sweetie?”

“Do you want me to be more gentle, kitten?”

you always tell him no, you love it how rough he is but he always makes sure to ask.

b - body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also theirs partners)

He doesn’t really have a favorite body part of his, but his favorite your body part? Everything. He loves your body equally.

But, if you told him to pick one, he’ll say your face. He loves your expressions, the way you pout when you beg him for something, or during sex- the way your mouth hangs open, heavenly sounds leaving it. Your teary eyes, staring up at him- making him even more feral for you. The way your cheeks are flushed with red, tears streaming down them from the pleasure. God, he could cum just from looking at your face.

c - cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

His cum doesn’t really have a taste, it’s neutral and maybe a tad bit salty. He makes sure to eat fruits so you won’t be disgusted with it while his cock is down your throat.

d - dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He has a lot, like a lot of your pictures on his phone. After you’re done fucking, and you’re still coming back from your high, he takes a picture of your fucked out face. Of your body that is covered in his marks.

When he’s not home, maybe on a mission. He uses Mephisto to spy on you, when you’re out of the shower, all naked and water dripping down your body. He just loves watching you when you’re oblivious.

e - experience (how experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Sylus has never been in a romantic relationship but he did have some flings, yet none of them satisfied him as much as you did.

f - favorite position (this goes without saying)

He has two favorite positions, one of them being fucking you against a wall, more preferably- in the shower. When you can’t do anything but just hold onto him as you’re pressed against the shower wall. Your legs wrapped around his waist as he rearranges your guts, his head resting on your shoulder, sneaking in a few bites and hickeys.

As for the second one, it’s reverse cowgirl, and it has to be in front of a mirror. So you can look at yourself while he pounds into your pussy. The way your breasts bounce, your ass slaps against his thighs and of course, the perfect view of your face in the mirror. Whenever you try looking away he grabs your face and makes sure it stays straight, looking in the mirror. (Also, he loves it when your eyes meet his in the reflection)

g - goofy (are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? Etc.)

I think he’s more serious, but he also sneaks in a few teasing jokes in to make you annoyed.

h - hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? Etc.)

He takes care of his body, making sure he’s always well groomed. He doesn’t have a bush, but does have hair down there. He knows how much you love it when he’s fucking you and his pubic hair tickled your clit.

i - intimacy (how are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)

He may treat you rough and degrade you in bed, but you know that he loves you. And he makes sure to show it the most when he’s close, and if you even dare to doubt it he shows how much he loves you while fucking you vanilla, when he’s gentle whispering nothing but praises and compliments.

j - jack off (masturbation headcanon)

When you’re away from each other, and he misses you a bit too much- and you’re not available to call he pulls out your pictures and videos (from his dirty secret) and that’s enough to make him cum.

When you’re available to call him tho, it leads to phone sex, hearing your pretty little moans as you finger yourself while he’s stroking his cock, imagining it as your hand.

k - kink (one or more of their kinks)

Oh how he loves punishing you, your pretty ass on his lap while spanks it, making you count, while his other hand is playing with your pussy- and if you lose count he starts all over again.

bondage and blindfold sex, of course not on him (if you try, after a few minutes of teasing him he rips his arms free and destroys you) but on you? Your hands tied up, same with your legs, not able to move while he overstimulates your body. Adding the blindfold to that, making things even more spicier as you never know what his next move will be.

Degradation, he loves calling you a slut for him in bed, knowing it turns you on too. But he knows to never go overboard, again- you being comfortable is his top priority.

l - location (favorite places to do the do)

Shower and bedroom anddd his office

Bending you over his desk in his office, or fucking you on the couch.

Against the shower wall.

But nothing will beat his bedroom, where you can be the most comfortable. No one daring to disturb you both, you can be as loud as you want and after- you can cuddle in his bed without having to move places.

m - motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

When you’re being a brat, just begging to be punished and ruined.

When you’re angry, you’re yelling at him on how he needs to be more careful or whatever- he’s hard.

Or when you’re both at an event, an auction or just a party, wearing those skimpy dresses. He just can’t wait to rip them off you.

n - no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Sharing you, Sylus is possessive. When a man dares to touch you or even flirt with you he’s dead meat, even when you’re giving a bit too much attention to Lucas and Kieran his jealousy strikes (even though he’ll never admit to being jealous). He will never let another man or woman see what he sees.

Pain play, sure he loves spanking you but he will never and I mean if, NEVER hurt you in bed even if you consent for it. Slapping your face? Knife play? no.

non-con, you know about the pictures he takes of you (you’ve caught him in the act and just saw his gallery) and you don’t mind it as you have his pictures as well, but if you’re drunk (even if you beg him) not in the mood or asleep he won’t dare to touch you. He needs your sober and aware consent.

o - oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He loves eating your pussy, it’s his favorite meal- he could spend the entire night just making you cum from his mouth.

He was never a fan of giving, during his flings he just fucked and nothing more. Until he met you and tried it out- he immediately fell in love and became obsessed.

As for receiving, he loves seeing your mouth full of his dick, not able to fit it all in. Watching your mouth full of his cum before swallowing it. (Tho if you don’t feel comfortable / don’t like it he won’t force you nor even ask for it).

p - pace (are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? Etc.)

Sylus is rough, very rough in bed. Pounding into you so hard that you can’t even remember your own name, the only thing leaving your lips are moans of his name, not even able to speak- so fucked out.

His cock torturing your sweet spot and cervix, pulling out orgasm after orgasm out of you.

Thought, if you needed to be held and comforted but still railed- he’ll be slow and sensual but giving you the pleasure that you need, making sure for give you the comfort that you need while making you cum.

q - quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He prefers to take his sweet time with you, making you cum on his tongue a few times, or on his fingers and then his cock.

If you’re both needy, and don’t have a lot of time- he’ll pull you into the bathroom of the place you’re in and fuck you without wasting any time, leaving both of you satisfied for the rest of meeting etc. (Not really, you both want more).

r - risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? Etc.)

He prefers for your fun to be in the private, where he can hear your loud moans instead of you having to be quiet, not to mention his possessive side- if you get caught the person won’t be even able to realize what’s happening before they’re dead, oops.

s - stamina (how many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

Sylus has an INSANE amount of stamina, he can fuck you all day and he won’t be even tired (he probably would do it but you would pass out about 20 times).

He’s the one that does most of the work, when you’re riding him and get tired (he isn’t surprised, he knows how hard it is for you to bounce on his huge cock) he just grabs your hips and starts bouncing you up and down while you scratch his chest, trying to keep balance.

On average, you go for about five rounds, when both of you are tired probably just one. But when he’s frustrated? Good luck because you ain’t surviving.

He can make you cum about two or even three times just on his cock before coming himself.

t - toys (do they own toys? Do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He bought a vibrator just for you, he mostly uses it when you’re in a meeting so he can play with you while you struggle to be quiet.

u - unfair (how much they like to tease)

Sylus is like the king of teasing, he can torture you for hours. Can you blame him tho? He just loves seeing you beg for him.

If you’re the one that tries to tease him, it won’t end good for you('r pussy).

v - volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s not very vocal, he’ll mostly groan but it’s almost impossible to hear him let out an actual moan (the time you did hear him moan he was so embarrassed he just bit your shoulder to not make anymore noises)

If you want to hear him more than usual tho, you have to go for the neck.

w - wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He doesn’t know it, and disagrees with the idea of having a breeding kink. Knowing damn well he’s trying to pump a kid into you every single night.

Another thing is, he’s not disgusted by period sex. Especially when you’re cramps are bad and he knows giving you an orgasm will help (he read it on the internet).

x - x-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He has a huge dick, about 9 inches that hits all the right spots inside of you.

It’s also thick, like really thick. The first time you both had sex he couldn’t even fit and had to size train you for a few days.

It hurt at first, but as you got used to it, the feeling was amazing. He may have been gifted with a big dick, but he also knows how to use it.

y - yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

If he could, he would spend every single hour of the day fucking you. He’s needy and horny all the time but also busy, which means he can’t fulfill his fantasies every time.

z - zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Sylus is a night owl, he doesn’t sleep a lot. After your session, even if you have fallen asleep he’ll clean you up, change the sheets and tuck you in. Maybe he’ll read a book afterwards if he’s not that tired (while holding you) or just cuddle you up and fall asleep.

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snowtails · 27 days ago

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pics and videos — pt 2

✈︎ content warning | 18+ CONTENT: guided masturbation (caleb teaches mc how to jerk him off), fingering, first times, orgasms, kissing, cunnilingus (caleb uses his evol to keep your legs open) cuddling in a bathtub, you both praise each other a lot during this

✈︎ synopsis | after sending caleb pics and asking him to come over, the two of you finish what you both started over the phone and get ready for new beginning in your relationship

✈︎ PART ONE HERE

^ recommend reading before starting this, but you don't have to :)

The second the phone hung up, you and Caleb both came back to your senses and realised what the hell you just agreed to. Caleb was too nervous to even get dressed to come see you at this late hour, and you were regretting everything as you laid on your bed, nearly suffocating your face with your pillow.

This was the most spontaneous thing you both had ever chose to do. Not only was it almost 3 in the morning, and Caleb had a Fleet meeting in a couple of hours, but you also had work later. Granted it was in the afternoon, but you'd be too exhausted regardless.

Your mind can't stop travelling back to the phone call you just had with Caleb. His voice...that was so breathy and pathetic when he spoke to you. His dick that you couldn't get out of your mind even if you tried.

A strange feeling pooled in your stomach as you anxiously counted down the minutes it'll take Caleb to get the one-way train from Skyhaven to Linkon Station. You weren't sure if the feeling was nerves or excitement.

Caleb didn't bother to bring much with him as he headed to the train station. He knows you have a bunch of his stolen hoodies that you still haven't returned, even from high school. They might not fit him now, but clothes are clothes. He also has a bunch of his own stuff lying around in your house, and vice versa, the two of you treating each other's houses like your own.

He parks his car outside the station and heads inside to catch the next train down to Linkon.

It's thirty minutes later, you are brushing your teeth and freshening up when your phone buzzes. Pausing your show, you swipe on Caleb's text message.

caleb: soooooooooo im here in linkon now but there are no taxis :c

you: LMFAOOO walk then

caleb: ...

you: fine. im coming to pick u up. stay put

caleb: yes ma'am :D

You smiled at his text, grateful nothing much has changed between you both since that phone call and spat toothpaste into the sink. You quickly washed your face, shoved on a large pair of Caleb's sweats you always wear to bed, haphazardly put on a jacket, and headed outside to your bike.

Parking outside the station, you spotted Caleb leaning against a pillar attached to the station. His body was facing the inside of the station, his back towards you, and so you took that opportunity to sneak up behind him.

Slowly you approached from behind and pounced on him, wrapped your arms around his waist. He stumbled forward from the impact, nearly dropping his phone. He whipped his head around to turn around and looked down at you.

Your face was nuzzled into his back, inhaling the soft fabric softener lingering on his shirt. "Guess who?"

"Hmmm?" he feigned thinking as he rubbed his chin. "Is it...Tara?"

You froze and he fought back the urge to laugh when you backed away, glaring at him. "That's not funny."

"Oh? But it was when you did the same to me last month with Gideon?" He raised his eyebrows while smirking, watching your face contort into one of disbelief.

"Well—that's different," you said, face flushed as you tried to come up with an excuse. His smirk only grew and it just pissed you off. Eyebrows furrowing, you pushed him. "Whatever go back to Skyhaven. Don't talk to me."

You turned to walk back to your bike only to feel him grab your wrist, tugging you back to him. He pulled you into his chest and lifted your face up to stare at him.

"Are you really upset?" His eyes, filled with concern, didn't match the sly smirk on his face. His hand cupped your cheek and you shook your head, nuzzling into his palm.

"No. I'm not."

"Good." His thumb brushed your cheekbone a few times before he cleared his throat, taking a few steps back from you. "Anyway, your place?"

The implications hit you both real quick and the familiarity you both shared moments ago was now washed away as you came face to face with reality.

"Oh. Yes! My place, right. Follow me." Your body was stiff as you turned and walked towards your bike parked across the road.

Caleb walked beside you, seeming unbothered about the entire situation as he walked with a prep in his step unlike you who felt like your legs were suddenly made of metal. Were you maybe overthinking it? Caleb clearly doesn't seem worried, so why were you stressing so badly over this?

Taking a deep breath, you straddled your bike, pulling out your helmet and place it on your head. Caleb follows suit behind you, straddling your bike.

He clears his throat as you fixed the straps, tapping his knuckles against your helmet.

You turned to look back at him.

"Where's mine?"

You looked at him in confusion through the glass of your helmet, then realised what he meant. "Oh, you'll be fine. Your skull is thick enough to survive any accident." Turning back to the front, you turned the engine on. "Just hold on tight and you'll be fine."

In retaliation, he pinched your waist, making you flinch.

"Ouch?!"

"I'll keep doing that the whole way home. If I gotta die, I'm takin' you with me."

You narrowed your eyes at him, as if testing his bluff. He seriously wasn't going to risk your life like that. Turning back around, you fixed yourself to drive only to feel both his hands pinching at your waist again. Then again.

And again.

“Oh my god, stop! Fine, fine.” You turned off the engine and hopped off the bike.

Caleb watched as you moved to stand next to him on the sidewalk, removing the straps from your helmet and took it off. His eyes remained on you as you stepped closer to put the helmet over his head. His hands moved to your hips, tugging you closer as you fixed the helmet on him.

"You didn't really need to do it," Caleb said, voice muffled from the helmet.

"You wouldn't stop whining if I didn't, so..." Your breath hitches when you feel his fingers around the hem of the sweatpants you were wearing. He was looking up at you and even with the helmet glass you still couldn't escape unscathed under his stare.

Quickly you finished buckling it and mimicked patting his head like always does to you. "Happy now?"

He smiled, nodded and let go of your hips, allowing you to to sit back down on the bike. You leaned forward to fit your hands around the bike handles when you felt Caleb's warm chest press against your back, arms sliding around your body to hug your waist tightly.

Every single contact you both make has you flinching all of a sudden, which is strange considering it was never a problem before. He rested his chin on your shoulder.

"What? You wanted me to hold on tight, right? This tight enough for you?"

You couldn't bring yourself to respond, the thick lump in your throat blocking any possible response. You nodded and quickly focused all your attention on the road ahead.

You'd never wanted to kill Caleb more in your life. His hands wouldn't stop rubbing your waist as you rode back home, nuzzling his chin into your shoulder. Part of you wasn't sure if he was doing this on purpose or not, and you wish you could sneak a look at his face to see his true intentions, if he's wearing that stupid smirk or not.

Caleb was never shy about teasing you. He's done it for years, and you eventually had to just get used to it. It then got to the point where you had to tease him back in order to survive, and it just became a thing now. But this? This was too much. The level of physical touch had never succeeded more than just hugs and cuddles on the couch when watching movies. If you could barely handle this, what makes you think you can handle anything more with him?

Your mind was racing and you had to force yourself to ignore his touch, his presence, his warmth behind you and focus on getting the hell home.

The view of your apartment building appeared in the distance and you never felt more relieved. The second you parked it, you were pushing him off you and stepping off the bike.

"Someone's eager," he joked, watching you shift side to side on the sidewalk.

You said nothing and turned to walk inside. "Hurry up before the gate closes. I'm not letting you inside if it does."

Caleb chuckled and stepped off your bike, quickly catching up behind you. He removed the helmet as he followed you up the elevator to your apartment.

He wasn't stupid. He could tell you were acting differently since you came to pick him up at the station. While driving, you were so quiet, and that wasn't like you normally. Even as he watched you walk down the hallway, your head was down, staring at the ground. You only ever did that when deep in thought.

Doubts started to fill his mind, wondering if the two of you were about to make a huge mistake. Though he shouldn't be worried since technically this was all your idea. You were the one that sent him that photo to begin with. You were the one that asked him to come over.

You reached your door and grabbed your keys from inside your pocket, fumbling with them as your heart pounded so loudly you could hear it in your ears.

Caleb noticed you fiddling with your keys, probably stalling for time. The door unlocked and you stepped inside, kicking your shoes off. You were about to walk further into the apartment when he grabbed your wrist.

Turning to look at him, you were nearly startled by his concerned expression.

"We don't have to do anything if you're feeling doubts," he spoke softly, hoping it was reassuring enough for you. "I mean it. Nothing will change if you decide to back out."

You paused to think. "Then what will we do instead?" There was no way in hell you were even going to consider changing your mind about this. You wanted this so badly. Sure, you had doubts, but that was worries for the future, not the present.

"We can uh..." He looked around your house, eyes landing on the television in the living room. "We can finish that show we were binging at my place last month?"

You smiled deviously. "I already finished that." His face fell and your smile only grew. Slowly, you took a few steps closer towards him, grabbing the helmet he was holding and pried it from his hands. You moved to place it on the kitchen counter then walked back in front of him.

"I'm not changing my mind." Now it was your turn to reassure him. Your hands cupped his face as he looked down at you with such intensity it made you want to melt. "I meant every word I said on that call, Caleb. I want this. So badly."

His breath hitched as he took in your words. Blinking rapidly, he turned to look at the side, away from your intense reassuring gaze, his eyes darting between the kitchen and your balcony. He took a moment to gather his thoughts and you patiently waited for him to process everything.

The two of you knew of that unspoken barrier, forbidding you to go any further. It was a lot to process, but you had come to terms with it a long time ago. Caleb, on the other hand, seemed more hesitant, and you were willing to wait for him.

Except today. You were impatient as hell. Wanting to speed up the process a bit, you ran the flat of your thumb down his throat, brushing his adam's apple. He swallowed thickly and turned to look at you.

"Does this hurt?" you asked, rubbing soft circles on the protruding flesh.

"No."

Nodding, you tilted your head to the side and pulled him down to your level, your foreheads brushing as you looked him in the eyes before moving them down to his lips. "I'm going to kiss you now, okay?"

He didn't protest and so you leaned in, pressing your lips against his softly. His eyes slipped shut as you deepened the kiss, moving your hands to his hair. He moaned softly, protecting the back of your head as he pressed you against the hallway wall.

Your lips never leave his as you hoist yourself upwards, his hands quickly darting out to grab you and lift you off the ground. Crossing your legs against his hips, you clutch onto him tightly, as if you were afraid of him slipping away.

Caleb was first to break the kiss, panting heavily as his eyes darted all over your face—your lips, swollen and shiny with saliva—your eyes, dilated and blinking rapidly as you stare at him, foreheads brushing.

He dropped his head down, nuzzling it against your shoulder as he takes a moment to calm himself down. His fingers flexed against your thighs as he held you against him and the wall, his breathing still showing no signs of slowing down.

"Caleb?"

He doesn't respond, only nodding against your shoulder.

"Are you okay?"

"You—" He finally looked up at you, brushing his forehead against yours. "You have no idea how long I was waiting for this."

You smiled, cupping his cheeks. "I have a hunch."

He mirrored your smile, bending down to kiss your jawline. "Been waiting forever." He softly moans as he presses more kisses to your skin.

Your breathing shudders as he makes his way to your neck, his tongue darting out to lick a long stripe, sucking his saliva straight off your skin afterwards. He repeats this a few times until a mark starts to form.

Your legs tighten around his hips. "Am I a good kisser? Was it worth it?"

"You're everything—" he says between pecking your neck, "I want—" another kiss to your neck before moving to the opposite side, "and more." He sucked hard and you let out a moan you didn't expect. He found one of your sensitive spots, and doesn't let that information go. He keeps sucking, biting at your skin gently enough to not hurt, but hard enough to leave teeth marks.

Somewhere deep in your mind, you were worried about the marks showing above your Hunters uniform, but you found it hard to care, tilting your head back to let Caleb's mouth explore more of your neck.

"You're so perfect," he rambles in between kisses, spewing as many praises from his desperate lips. "So amazingly beautiful. You sound so good. Make that noise for me again, please?"

He moved back to that previous spot where he ripped that moan from your throat with a simple suck, and sucks harder, much harder, enough to elicit another moan from you.

"Sound so good. Oh my god. Your body is so sensitive."

"Caleb, you're rambling," you mumble, clutching tighter onto him.

"I'm sorry. So sorry. I'll shut up if you want me to?" He forced himself to break away from your neck and look into your eyes "Whatever you want from me, I'll give it to you."

You softly shake your head. "No I like it. Keep talking." He opened his mouth to speak when you quickly shushed him with a hand over his mouth. "Take me to my room first."

He blinked and nodded, lifting you higher to readjust his hold on your body and carried you down the hallway and into your room.

"Cling onto me real quick." He climbed onto your bed, and you clung your arms around his neck, relocking your legs around his hips, clinging to him like a koala as he let go of you with both hands.

He smoothed out your bedsheets with both hands, fluffing your pillows before setting you down gently onto them.

"You're so extra," you mumbled, pulling him back down for another kiss.

"You only deserve the best." He pulled away to strip his shirt off, tossing it to the side.

You moved to sit onto your elbows to get a closer look but Caleb tugs on your ankle, causing you to fall back onto the mattress. He moved your leg to the side, giving him enough room to climb between them, hovering on top of you.

“Just lay there and relax. Let me take care of you.”

Your eyebrows furrowed. “But I also want—”

He shook his head. “Nuh-uh. Remember why you invited me over?” Your brows furrowed even deeper in confusion. “You wanted my help because you couldn’t finish?”

“Oh. I mean, yeah but that doesn’t mean I can’t also help you.” You ran your hands down his arms, smoothing your palm over his biceps, then to his chest, caressing his pecks, then down, past his abs, to his sweatpants.

You gently tugged at the hem. “This isn’t just about me. Let me make you feel good too.”

He grabbed your hands with one hand, pulled them away from his body and pinned them above your head. “Maybe later. But my focus is just you now. I’ll be okay.”

You were a few seconds away from throwing a tantrum when his lips reattached to your neck. One hand still pinning your hands down, he used the other to lift your shirt up and over your stomach.

He let go of your hands to shift further down the bed, planting kisses along your stomach as he untied the string to your sweats.

He chuckled lowly, seeing how big they were around your hips. “Still wearing my clothes huh?”

“Yeah, and you’re never getting them back.”

“We’ll see.” He pulled them down with your panties and you helped kicking them off your legs.

Now your entire lower half was bare in front of him. He stared at your pussy, breathing steadily. You shifted uncomfortably at his silence.

“Caleb?” You moved to kick at him but he quickly caught your leg.

“Sorry. I just—” he didn’t finish his sentence, lowering his head to your pussy. “Wow.”

“I knew you were a virgin but this is pathetic.”

He laughed and nodded. “Real pathetic of me, huh.” He lifted himself up on top of you, leaning down to whisper in your ear. “This virgin though…” his voice dropped low enough to make your stomach churn, instinctively closing your legs shut, “…is gonna make you scream.”

Before you had a chance to respond, his thumb rubbed your clit, fingers weaving through the wetness of your pussy. Your mouth fell open and he shut you up with a kiss, licking into your mouth.

His finger prodded gently at the tight hole, hesitating as if he was scared to push inside.

“It’s okay, do it,” you reassured him.

“Let me know if I hurt you at any point.” With that he slowly pushed inside and you let out a loud moan at the stretch. You underestimated how much larger his finger was compared to yours.

“You okay?” Caleb asked, stopping his movements. “Is it too much?”

“No no it’s okay. Don’t stop, keep going.”

His finger continued to push inside until he was knuckle deep. Your back arched off the bed and Caleb placated you with kisses on your cheek, nose, and lips.

“Taking me so well. I’m so proud of you,” he spoke softly in your ear. He began to thrust his finger back inside you, stretching you out and curling them inside you.

You couldn’t stop moving, your legs unable to stay still as his finger tickled places inside you you’d never reached before.

“Want more?”

You nodded rapidly, biting hard on your lip when his middle finger prodded at your hole, pushing inside. The sensation was uncomfortable at first, but it quickly developed into pleasure as his fingers both moved in tandem inside you. His thumb rubbed circles on your clit as his lips continued to make out with you, swallowing your loud moans to not disrupt your neighbours.

“Do you feel close yet?”

You shook your head. “I don’t think so. It feels good though. K—keep going.”

“I have an idea.” He pulled his fingers out and you almost whined upon feeling empty. He moved back between your legs, laying on his stomach and grabbed both of your legs, enclosing them around the side of his head.

“Hope this works,” he said before pressing a kiss to your pussy.

His tongue licked up and down, tasting every inch of you. He wasted no time, had almost no technique, just purely driven by lust, want, and hunger as he devoured you. He swallowed as much of you as he could, kissing and sucking at your clit harshly, then gently, then flicking his tongue against it.

So much was going on your body didn’t have the chance to keep up with it. You felt a warm sensation beginning to form, the feeling unfamiliar to you and quickly closed your legs, body twitching as you tried to calm yourself down.

Caleb pulled back and looked up at you. “Did I hurt you?”

“No…it was just too much—I need a moment—” you couldn’t speak in between your breathy pants. You covered your face with both hands.

He smiled and pried your legs back open. “That means it was working. You want to cum right?”

You didn’t remove your hands from your face, nodding slowly.

“Then you can’t close your legs anymore. Do you want me to keep them open?”

You shakily nodded and then the familiar sound of Caleb using his evol hit and suddenly your legs couldn't close, even if you wanted them to.

"We'll need a safe word, if it gets too far. Whatcha thinkin'?" he asked, resting his chin on your pelvis, patiently staring up at you.

You grinned deviously. "Cilantro."

His smile fell and you started laughing even louder. "Fine. Only because it works. Instant boner killer." He shoved his disdain for the herb to the side and repositioned his face back between your legs and picked up right where he left off.

With your legs forced open like this, it suddenly made the sensations much more...prominent. You could feel tingles running through your veins all over your thighs as his tongue licked into you. His eyes were closed shut, moaning as he gulped down everything you were giving him. He pulled back and watched your pussy glisten, practically sparkling as a mixture of his saliva and your wetness shined underneath your bedroom light.

He slowly reinserted his finger, not stopping until it was fully pressed into you and you nearly screamed when his tongue found your clit again, obnoxiously licking and sucking. The urge to snap your legs shut hit again and your body instinctively fought against gravity to relieve yourself from this overwhelming sensation.

His finger curled inside you, his lips, now wet and shiny with your lick, enclosed around your clit, sucking rhythmically and your body gave up.

You screamed so loud you probably woke a few neighbours up, but you couldn't care about that, not when your body suddenly flared up and was shaking uncontrollably.

Your sudden reaction worried Caleb and he looked up at you with concerned eyes, turning his Evol off and letting your legs snap closed out of instinct.

It took nearly a whole minute of your breathing to return back to normal, for the stars behind your eyes to fade, and for your muscles to stop twitching. Caleb swallowed thickly as he watched you curl onto your side.

"Was that...uh..." He scratched his head. "You alright?"

"Yeah, I just need a minute. Oh my god that was intense."

Caleb shifted to lay down next to you, wiping sweat off your forehead. "I didn't hurt you did I?"

"No, no it wasn't painful. It was just...a lot to take in. Holy shit. That was amazing." You couldn't stop laughing now. "Oh my god, you really made me scream."

He smirked. "Told you I could."

You rolled your eyes and pushed him away. Taking a deep breath, you rolled onto your back, staring at the ceiling. Caleb, on the other hand, raked his eyes back down your body. His fingers found themselves back between your legs and he swiped a finger against your pussy.

Immediately your body spazzed and you pushed him away. "No stop, I'm not ready to continue. It's sensitive."

"Alright." He moves his damp fingers to your chin and pulled you in for a slow kiss. You tasted yourself on his tongue and moved closer to him, your chest pressed against his.

"So what now?" he asked as he pulled away.

You paused to think, biting your lip. Your eyes ran down his body, his chest, past his abs, then down to his sweatpants. Pushing him onto his back, you climbed on top of him, straddling him.

"What are you doing?"

"Returning the favour." You untied his drawstrings and pulled his sweats off. Reaching inside his boxers, he moaned when you gripped his cock and pulled it out.

Smiling, you examined it, comparing it to the mental image you saved in your brain from the photo he sent a few hours ago. You exhaled softly and bent down to get a closer look at it, your breath softly hitting his tip. He moaned softly and you looked up at him, smiling.

"Is it sensitive?"

"Kinda." He scratched his head, awkwardly, fighting to look away from the intensity in your eyes.

"Walk me through how to do it." You grabbed his hand and manoeuvred it on top of yours. His big hand engulfed yours and you moved to sit next to him, resting your head on his shoulder.

"Yeah okay. Uh...start slowly."

Following his instructions, you began to move your hand up and down his cock at a slow pace. His hand helped you set the pace, letting go once he felt like you got the hang of it. He choked back a moan, throwing his head back against the headboard.

"Should I go faster?" you asked, lips brushing his ear. He nodded, closing his eyes and letting out more moans as you planted soft kisses by his jawline.

You sped up your movements and his hips began to twitch upwards, his moans and breathy pants getting louder and more erratic. "You sound so good," you whispered in his ear, kissing and biting his earlobe.

"F—" he held back on cursing, opening his eyes to wrap his hand around yours on his cock, speeding up his movements. His hand squeezed yours, applying pressure and twisting your hand around his cock for more stimulation.

"Are you close?"

"Yeah, I'm so—" you cut him off by moaning softly into his mouth, pulling him in for a deep kiss. His hand weakened his grip around his cock and he cupped your cheek, kissing you at an angle.

Your hand sped up, reaching the tip and applying firm amounts of pressure, feeling it twitch in your hands.

"F—fuccccccccck fuck fuck," he broke the kiss, spewing curses as his hips surged upwards, a loud moan escaping his lips as his cum splattered all over your hands.

You planted kisses along his cheeks, placating him as he took a moment to calm down. He peeked his eyes open to look at you examining his cum on your palm.

"What're you thinking?"

You looked at him, showing the flat of your palm. "What it tastes like."

"Probably gonna taste like shit."

You snorted and stuck your tongue out, ready to lick at it when he caught your palm.

"Please don't. I don't think I can handle seeing you do that right now."

You sighed. "Fine. Help me wash it off." Slipping off the bed, you pulled him off with you.

You could barely stand straight, your legs feeling tingly from your previous orgasm. Caleb noticed and scooped you off the ground, carrying you bridal style into your bathroom. He set you back down and plugged the drain hole, running the bath water to fill the tub.

You walked over to the sink and washed your hands off, drying them with a towel.

"C'mere," he called out to you, stepping inside the tub, holding his hand out.

You grabbed onto his hand, letting him pull you closer and sit on top of him, your back against his chest. He bowed his head to your shoulder, planting soft kisses on your skin as you rested your head back against his.

"This is nice," you murmured softly, grabbing his hand and linking it with yours. "Thank you for doing this with me."

He chuckled softly, lifting his head to look up at you. "You don't even need to ask. I'll do anything for you. You know that."

"I know." You looked down at the water. "Same, by the way."

"Hm?"

You shifted to sit sideways on his lap, wrapping one arm around his shoulder to sit closer. "I'll do anything for you too."

His eyebrows rise as he processes your words and smiles softly. "I'm glad." He pulled you in for kiss, the two of you no longer hesitant with your movements. He holds you tightly, like he was scared the water on your body would slip you away, and you cling onto him just as tightly.

"I'm tired," you murmured, pulling away to rest your head against his shoulder again.

"You want to dry up or sleep here?"

Your lips pursed as you thought. "Here. You're warm, and the waters nice too." He fixed his arms around you, clutching onto your tightly as your eyes slipped shut, slowly drifting to sleep in his arms.

soooooo they didn't fuck YET THO dont be mad pls HAHAH

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