req: hiiiiiii, first of all i love your love island fan fics. if your requests are open, i would like to please request some corbin angst. what if instead of mel, it was you going back and forth kissing two people 10x during the giant bed/paint kissing challenge? how would corbin react to that? no smut if possible thank you
warnings: angst
a/n: melauhnieeee
You were on the big bed in your white lingerie and your pink paint. You had just finished going to all the boys, you only kissed them for a second because you realized they weren’t Corbin.
You had your eye on Sincere a little bit, not really but you wanted to piss Corbin off for that kiss he did with Kenzie. He apologized for it but you wanted to be petty as fuck this time.
Luckily for you, when you got to the last two boys, you already knew it was Corbin and Sincere. You could feel it, and that’s also when you decided to be petty.
You grabbed Sincere and pulled him for a kiss, then you grabbed Corbin’s face and gave him a kiss, and you did that back and forth about 10 times before settling with Corbin.
When Ariana told everyone to take the blindfolds off, you were met with a very angry Corbin.
Later on, you were chilling with Kayda and Trinity just chatting it up.
“Yo, you seen Corbin’s face when (Name) was explaining how she didn’t know who she was kissing?” Trinity asked.
You and Kayda both laughed, “bro listen, I just had to get back at Corbin since he wanna be all up on Kenzie and then come tell me that he don’t like her.”
“Preach, boo.” Kayda told you.
“He really said that?” Trinity asked.
“Yes bro, like nigga please. You—” “Yo, can I pull her for a chat?” Corbin interrupted.
Trinity and Kayda’s lips went like an “o” shape because they knew you were done for.
You got up and followed Corbin into the ‘All The Feels’ and once you both sat down he got straight to business.
“So, what the fuck was that?” He asked you.
“Um.. do I need to repair your wires?” You said, nervously joking. He was not joking at all.
“I’m serious, (Name).” He said.
“You know what? I’ll say it then, I owe you that much. You lie to me about Kenzie. You said you weren’t gonna be all up on Kenzie and that you don’t wanna explore that no more, but you do the complete opposite and kiss her. Like make that shit make sense, I’ll match your energy real quick.” You told him.
“That’s no excuse to do what you did.” He tried to justify it.
“It damn well is, you’re distracting her from exploring Caleb, and you’re pissing me off by lying to me. So it’s me or Kenzie.” You said, giving him an ultimatum.
“Are we deadass right now?” He rubbed his hands all over his face.
“You got 3 seconds, Corbin.” You told him.
And he didn’t answer in those three seconds. “You have fun exploring Kenzie, you automated robotic whore.” You said before getting up and leaving.
a/n: i’m sorry if this is short! requested by anons
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Today was a rough day in the villa without a doubt.
As you were originally coupled up with Corbin, you had now been voted to be with Caleb. Which in ways, was what you wanted. Corbin was around asking girls to kiss him like it was his day job and you hated that.
Caleb on the other hand was a gentleman who knew exactly what he wanted.
You were happy, but Corbin obviously wasn't.
Once everyone branched off from the firepit Corbin pulled you four a chat, on the daybed where people could see. "So, how are you feeling?" he asks. You didn't fully know how you were feeling, you knew in your heart you were happy with Caleb. He was just overall a better fit for you. But you couldn't help but wonder about your connection with Corbin.
He was great at first, you guys had great conversations, you laughed a lot and the kisses were great. But that was quickly interrupted by Kayda and Melanie letting you know he had asked them both for a kiss.
It just threw you off, sure this was a place to explore connections but right after kissing you he asked Kayda and Melanie? It just didn't see morally right.
"Um, I'm feeling okay. I wish it didn't happen so soon. I feel terrible." You answer. "No, don't feel bad, maybe America is seeing something we aren't."
That was true, maybe they saw a way he talked to a girl or just thought that you and Caleb were more fitting. And he was right, you shouldn't feel bad this was out of your control, you did what you were supposed to.
"So, was there like something with Caleb you didn't tell me about?" He asks. "What, no, I have no reason not to tell you stuff. I told you everything about our conversation." you answer.
"It's just fishy, you'd think if you only had that one conversation with him wouldn't we still be stronger?" He questions.
Why was he accusing you of lying, if anything, America coupled the two of you up because Corbin took his sweet time to tell you about the kisses he had. You felt the whole vibe change right away, what he said was so off-putting.
"How is it fishy? I told you literally everything that happened start to finish."
"I'm just saying it seems fishy, does it not seem that way to you at all?" He asks, his tone now sharp and piercing you right in the chest. "What seems fishy is you not only asking to kiss but kissing other girls and then waiting until I come to you to tell me. That's fucking fishy." You snap.
His eyebrows furrow at your words, seemingly shocked you even said that to him. "We weren't even coupled up for 24 hours." He argues. Which was complete bullshit, if he's coupled up with a girl he should respect them enough to tell them he kissed other girls. "It's basic respect Corbin, you're accusing me of lying and you're the one who was lying the whole fucking time." you bark. Both of your voices begin to raise.
People begin looking your way, but the two of you were too busy bickering to even notice.
"I was just asking, you getting defensive makes it seem like you were lying." he says.
You stand up in front of him, Caleb sees it and begins to walk over to make sure you're okay. "Why would I lie to you?" You ask.
"I don't know maybe you wanted to play two at once, I wouldn't be surprised." he states. Caleb then steps in front of you, hand on your waist. "That's not how you talk to a woman. Stay the fuck away from her." Caleb says, walking you away.
Luckily, the conversation ended just in time for everyone to begin getting ready for bed, while getting ready Caleb brought you a bit of your favorite villa snack to have before bed, he pressed a kiss on your cheek then left you to finish getting ready.
You walk into the bedroom, ready to crawl into bed with him. Unfortunately, you two were placed right next to Corbin.
The lights eventually fade, conversations die and the only sound is the sound of Gabe and Beatriz mouth fucking next to you.
You laid against Calebs warm skin, he brings himself to whisper in your ear "How can I make you feel good?" He asks, his breath warm against your ear. He begins placing soft wet kisses down your neck, "Hmm" You hum.
Your heart begins to pick up at the contact, fluttery feeling running through your veins. "Tell me, you deserve to be pleased the right way." His words turn you on right away, your legs press flush together.
His hand rubs across your waist as he continues kissing all over your neck, "Touch me please" you say faintly, as if you're already losing your breath.
He didn't waste a second after hearing what you said, his hand makes it's way down your laced undies and between your slick folds. He teases at your clit for a minute, making sure you're fully ready for him. "I'm so lucky this is all for me. I'm gonna make you feel good, just like you deserve." he says against your skin.
He then slowly inserts one finger, making sure you're adjusting okay without making too much noise. Once he's sure you're good he pushes another finger in and lightly begins pumping in and out of you.
Your walls flutter against his fingers, he catches your lips for a kiss, keeping you quiet. The kiss is sloppy as you're unable to full compose yourself. "You're doing so good." He praises against your lips.
You felt like you were about to crumble as his pace picks up, he hovers just overtop of you, one hand in his soft blonde hair lightly pulling at it, the other hand on his bicep, leaving crescent shaped marks from your nails.
"Caleb - I'm gonna cum." You say in a whisper. "Atta girl, let me feel it." He replies.
His pace picks up as his fingers curve inside of you, hitting a certain spot each time. Your body tenses up fully, as your release falls on his fingers.
He falls beside you, adjusting you onto his chest and stoking your hair.
You both stayed pretty quiet, but the noises you were making should show Corbin how to treat a woman.
Summary: You and Caleb get picked to go into the hideaway by America, and lets just say there was absolutely nothing to hide after that night.
Warning(s): Smut (18+, Minors do not interact), oral (female receiving), fingering, descriptive sexual acts, p in v, power play. It's VERY long (not sorry, I told you my imagination gets the best of me)
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"I got a text!" Kayda screamed to villa. Everyone started to cheer as they all gathered around her.
'Islanders, it is now time to send a couple to the hideaway.' Immediately screams and chants were given. It was time to decide who to send, but before a decision could be made, another text was sent, this time to you. Everyone was anxious now, what would this text say?
'Instead of the Islanders getting to choose who gets to go to the hideaway, the choice has been given to America.' you read aloud.
This changed everything. Instead of you guys picking, America got to pick, and you wondered what they had up their sleeve considering the viewers liked to be unpredictable. Another text was sent, but this time to Caleb.
"For fucks sake, just tell us already!" Trinity yelled out impatiently jumping up and down. You watched as Caleb opened his phone to read the text. He paused for a second, did a double take and then spoke the infamous words.
"Caleb and Y/n, you have been picked by America to go to the hideaway. Please get your things to leave right now."
You couldn't even get a reaction out before the girls were jumping on you and screaming their heads off. You couldn't believe this was happening. America was actually sending you to the hideaway. With Caleb.
"Oh fuck.." you started. It was hitting you now. You were about to be sent to the damn hideaway. With Caleb. And everyone knows what happens in the hideaway.
The girls could see the panic in your face and immediately rushed you to the dressing room. As you walked up the steps, you heard Caleb shout,
"Don't take too long with my girl. We got some exploring to do together." That cheeky mother fucker.
*In the dressing room*
You nervously checked yourself out in the mirror. Making sure that nothing was out of place. You wanted everything to be as perfect as possible. Thank God the girls helped you get ready, otherwise you would have been a complete mess.
"Wow.." you gasped in shock before turning around. You didn't even see him come in.
Caleb was speechless when he saw you. Your skin was glowing, under the light, your hair was down and fluffed out, and the lingerie you had on simply had him speechless. To him you were breathtaking.
"Do I look okay?" you asked him nervously, your fingers unintentionally grabbing at your thigh stocking. You could see him taking you in, absorbing this moment, and you didn't miss the way his eyes darkened when he looked back up to make eye contact with you.
"You are absolutely amazing" He spoke confidently. He held his hand out for you to take. This was it, it was time to go. He gave you a reassuring smile and pulled you closer to him once you gave him your hand.
His lips smacked onto yours. It was intense, it was steamy, and it had you ready to enter the hideaway.
"Lead the way cowboy"
*Before you entered the hideaway*
As you both walked down to the floor of the villa, you could already hear the chant of the entire crew as they cheered for you both.
"Oh shit! It's time to play,
Caleb and Y/N in the hideaway!" the boys chanted.
You couldn't help but laugh. While the hideaway was a big deal and you were internally freaking out, you were glad to get some relief before you both walked in.
"Eat that kitty,
Eat that kitty,
Eat that kitty in the hideaway!" the girls sang.
Before you could say anything Caleb scooped you up in his arms. He had your legs wrapped around his waist while his hands held you up which were unapologetically on your ass. To play along and feed into the guys excitement, you lifted up your arm and swung it in a circle.
You wouldn't be surprised if people living outside the villa could hear the screams.
"I'm ready to ride my cowboy tonight y'all!"
'You definitely will be' Caleb thought to himself before finally taking them both to the hideaway.
*In the hideaway*
You had both taken the time to go with the flow. When it was time to go to the room, then it was time, but you both didn't want to rush this moment.
"Did you honestly think we would get to this moment?" you asked him as you both sat at the edge of the hot tub while simultaneously feeding each other the chocolate strawberries that were made for you guys.
"I had no doubt we would get to this moment" he replied confidently as he wiped some chocolate off the side of your lip with his thumb gently. "What about you?" he asked, his hand now on your thigh and making sure to give you a reassuring squeeze.
"I was scared at first that we wouldn't make it in all transparency." You told him gently, almost in a whisper because you didn't want this to change the moment you two were currently having.
"Can I ask why?" he wanted to know. He wanted to see why you thought that so he could understand.
"Because when we first got coupled up together, I remember watching you put so much effort into Kenzie. And although I wanted to get to know you before, I could see that you were all in and I didn't want to get myself hurt in the process." you started off.
If there was any time to be vulnerable before things got further, it would be right now, at this moment. And although being vulnerable was something you hated to show, you and Caleb both knew how important it was to express these thoughts and feelings before you both explored each other intimately.
"But then when Kenzie didn't write you that letter and I saw how heartbroken you were, I didn't think you were going to be able to come back from that and that you were going to close yourself off for good." You explained carefully to him. You don't know what he was currently thinking right now at this moment. But you continued on.
"And then right after we got coupled up, I see you pulling Kayda for chats, and honestly it hurt. I thought this was over before it could even start because I clearly wasn't what you wanted or were looking for." you finished.
Now that you got it off your chest, it felt like you could finally breathe. you were glad to have gotten your feelings out, but you were scared of his reaction. Would this ruin the night for you both? What felt like hours of silence, finally ended when Caleb reached his hand up to your cheek to get your attention.
"I have no excuse for how I handled that." he started as his thumb began to stroke your cheek. Caleb was nervous, he didn't want to explain things in a way that could be interpreted differently. But he wanted to be honest as well.
"Yes, I was hurt by what Kenzie did, and I did try and see if I had a connection with Kayda and explore that." he paused for a second to gather his thoughts. You could see the nerves on his face that he didn't want to say the wrong thing. So you reached your hand up to his that was currently placed on your cheek and squeezed his wrist to signal that it was okay. That he could be honest with his feelings.
"But at the time, I was blind to see what was right in front of me. I didn't realize that I had you until a while ago." he explained to you.
"What made you finally realize that you wanted me?" you asked him. He hesitated, but after another gentle squeeze to his wrist for encouragement he continued.
"When I heard you talking to the girls about how you would step aside and let me explore Kayda because you wanted me to be happy. You were being so selfless at the time. And it was something that I completely admired about you from that point on. Although we are all here to find love and do what we have to do to get it, you are still stuck to your morals. You didn't change yourself just for the sake of the game." You didn't know what to say to that. You weren't sure that you could really say anything at all.
Caleb watched as the emotion flickered in your eyes to the point where it looked like you were about to cry. And at that moment, he didn't care about the objective of being in the hideaway. He just wanted to comfort YOU.
"Hey, don't cry please." he whispered as he got closer to you. You could feel his body heat immediately. It was comforting in a way.
"I just honestly didn't think you would see me in that way. I seriously thought I was going to be sent home soon." you confessed to him.
"I wouldn't let you leave. Not then and definitely not now." he stated firmly while looking you in the eye. You could feel your body slowly start to react to the intense eye contact he held with you.
"What about when its time for Casa Amor?" you asked him. You needed to know if there was any slight possibility of him changing his mind. You did not want to waste your time.
"I won't be interested in anyone else that comes in Y/n." he said.
"You say that now." you whispered and looked down, trying to not let your emotions get the best of you.
"And I'm telling you. I'm not interested in anyone else. I only want to be coupled up with you. And I plan on showing you that. But I think the real question is do you want to remain coupled up with me?" he asked.
Of course you still wanted to be coupled up with him. You're not sure that you might have given him any indication that you wanted to be coupled with someone else. But you know what you want.
"I wanted you then Caleb, and I still want you now. I just don't want to get my heart broken if you perhaps change your mind about me."
Caleb couldn't take it anymore and slowly leaned in to kiss you. Unlike other times when it was aggressive and lustful during the challenges, this one was completely different.
It was raw and emotional, and most importantly very real. When you needed to catch your breath, you slowly pulled away. Caleb couldn't help but imagine what you were like in an intimate way. He was ready to explore all of you in every way possible.
"I'm not changing my damn mind about you at all Y/n." he promised. You believed him. Deep down you knew he was telling the truth.
"Do you want to go inside?" you asked him the magic question finally, and in response he couldn't help but to give you his most infamous smile and stand both of you up and lead you to the bedroom of the hideaway.
*In the bedroom of the hideaway*
Your stomach was a ball of nerves once you both walked in. The room was just how Kayda and Zach described it. A giant, comfy bed in the center, red velvet walls, and the infamous 'open if you dare' wardrobe that had all kinds of toys, blindfolds, and other essentials.
'They really weren't kidding about this place' you thought.
Caleb watched as you sat at the edge of the bed, still in your lingerie, and still looking as beautiful as ever. In all honesty, he was ready to devour you.
You watched him take a step closer to you. The eye contact was intense and you could feel that ball of nerves deepen with every second you held the contact. It wasn't until he was directly in front of you that you had to look up at him.
You watch as he bends down on one knee to be at somewhat eye level with you. Since he was tall, he still towered over you slightly. You watched as he trailed his hand from your thigh all the way down to your ankle to give a slight squeeze of comfort and then to your toes.
The breath you were currently taking as he lifted your foot up and started to kiss at the base of your foot was cut off early. Slowly, he took his time making sure to kiss every inch that he could get his mouth on. Your leg was on fire, and you didn't expect to have this feeling just from him kissing your damn leg of all places.
"You're so fucking beautiful, you have no idea" he whispered as he got to your knee. His free hand continued to caress your other thigh as he moved his kisses up higher.
"Caleb..." you whispered breathlessly as his kisses now got to your thigh. He looked from his position, still kissing you, but making sure to look at you. To let you know that he means everything he says.
"You have no idea what you do to me." he whispered to you. Caleb didn't want to rush this moment. He wanted to take his time with you. You deserved to have a great experience, and he wanted to give you that great experience all by himself.
Just when he was about to reach your inner thigh, he pulled away and stood up. You watched as he walked over to the closet filled with toys and such things.
"What are you doing?" you asked him quietly, not wanting to ruin the moment. He stayed silent for a second, before turning around to look at you. He had a blindfold in his hand but you noticed that mischievous glint in his eye.
"Do you trust me?" he asked you as he stood back in front of you staring down. He watched as you nodded your head in response.
"I need to hear you say it, Y/n." he told you. He wanted to be absolutely sure you were okay with this. He didn't want to break your trust at all.
"I trust you." she whispered back to him. He puts the blindfold on you and all of a sudden your vision goes pitch black. The only thing you can sense and feel is the mattress underneath you.
"I got you." Caleb whispered as he guided you to lie completely on the bed.
"I'm going to take very good care of you." he promised.
You gasped as you felt him spread your legs apart. The heightened senses made you much more alert. But it was also exciting. you were ready for whatever it was that Caleb had planned. You could feel him move so that he was placed in between your legs.
The smell of his cologne reached you, signalling he was really close to you now.
"I'm so fucking lucky." he whispered to himself, although you were sure you weren't supposed to hear that, it made you feel happy. It gave you the reassurance that you've been wanting from him.
Caleb took his time admiring you. Even when blindfolded, you were still beautiful. He leaned down so that his face was close to yours. You could feel his breath on your skin which gave you goosebumps.
Suddenly you felt his lips on your forehead, then your nose, then both sides of your cheek, and then finally your lips. Both of you moved in sync as you made out. The kiss was unlike anything you've experienced before. Sure you've made out with plenty of guys, but not like this. This was much more intimate than you ever experienced.
You reached your hands up, one being placed on his shoulder, while the other felt its way up his chest and to his hair. You pulled him as close as you could to you. You wanted to feel all of him at this very moment. And when you take the chance to boldly bite his lip is when he slid his tongue into yours.
This was indescribable. It was everything and more.
Caleb pulled away after a few minutes, which at first made you pout and whine. But he kissed you reassuringly that you would get more.
"I want to taste more of you baby, let me do that please." he whispered to you. His hands caressed every inch that he could get his hands on. He was in fucking heaven. He peppered open mouthed kisses on your neck which you couldn't help but dig your fingernails in his back when he found a certain weak spot. He groaned in response, but its nothing but a little pain that he couldn't handle.
As he makes his way further down, you couldn't help but try to sneak the blindfold off to take a peak. Just before you could even catch somewhat of a glimpse, you gasped at a sudden stinging sensation on your thigh.
"Did I say you could take it off?" Caleb asked you. His thick country accent suddenly became deeper, and the wetness between your legs became more prominent.
"I'm sorry." you whispered to him.
"That's a good girl." he praised you. He couldn't help but look at how your panties were already ruined from your wetness. He grabbed both sides and slowly took them off of you while making sure to kiss the new amount of open skin.
Suddenly it hit you that he could see the most intimate part of you. Your legs closed instinctively, but before you could close them tight, his hand quickly got in the way to block it from happening.
"I don't fucking think so." he spoke. And although you couldn't see, you felt him open your legs wide open again. The cool air came into contact and your body couldn't help but react in response.
"Caleb." you gasped out. You wanted to feel him. You wanted to see him. You wanted him practically on top of you. You just wanted him to do something.
"Please." you begged desperately.
Caleb loved watching you squirm, the way your body reacted to his touch, and the way you clearly wanted him was driving him crazy. He didn't waste any more time and dove in.
You gasped when you suddenly felt his mouth on your inner thigh, very close to that spot. You bit your lip in anticipation as he got closer. The heightened sensation of his touch was almost overstimulating. Right when you had felt like you could breathe, it was ripped away and you let out a broken moan once you felt his tongue on you.
It wasn't rough, it wasn't fast, the pace was slow and sensual. Caleb couldn't help but groan the second he tasted you. He was already becoming addicted and he wanted more and more of you.
"Fuck Caleb." you moaned out loud. You didn't care how loud you were at this point. This was the sole purpose of being in the hideaway, and you both were going to take advantage. Your hands tugged on his hair as he continued to taste you, his tongue eventually coming in contact with your clit which only made you tighten your grip on his hair.
Caleb was excited, he was so ready to have his way with you, but he still wanted to taste more of you. His mouth greedily continued to taste you, making sure not to miss any spot he hasn't tasted yet. He could do this all night if you would let him.
"More please." he heard you beg as his tongue flicked around with your clit. He took it further and decided to slip a finger in. The wetness that he immediately felt awoken something in him that he had never felt. But if you were already this wet just from his tongue and fingers then he was ready to have more.
The filthy moans escaped your throat as you felt his fingers sliding in and out of you. Your hips started to involuntarily move on their own, matching the pace of his rhythm.
"That's my girl." he praised you as he took his time to explore inside you. He loved the way you looked in this moment. Vulnerable but open just for him.
His movements gained momentum which had you becoming breathless. You could feel yourself getting close. Right when you were about to beg him for more, his fingers suddenly hit a specific spot within you that had you mewling.
"F-fuck Caleb" you whined as the sensation started to get more intense.
"What baby? That feel good?" he teased as he continued his pace.
"Please don't stop." you whined, you were so close.
"I won't baby." he promised. He wanted to see you fall apart just from his fingers, and he could feel you getting so close. Right when you least expected it, that feeling in your stomach released and it was the most intense, pleasurable feeling you have ever felt.
"Caleb, fuck!" you moaned as you rode out your high on his fingers still. Your thighs were shaking and you could feel your own wetness on them.
"Fuck, you're fucking breathtaking right now." Caleb complimented you as he slowly took his fingers out of you. You could barely hear him, too dazed out from your post orgasm. Suddenly, you felt him take the blindfold off and at first you had to squint your eyes to adjust the light.
Your eyes met his as you were still recovering. His hand came up to fix any pieces of hair that were out of place. You grabbed his face and pulled him in for a deep kiss. One that you didn't care if you passed out from if you couldn't breathe anymore. You wanted him so bad. You pulled away when the tightening in your chest became too much from the lack of oxygen.
"I want more of you." you told him quietly, almost afraid to speak it into the universe. He leaned down to give you another kiss.
"You're getting all of me tonight. Am I getting all of you?" he asked gently. Almost afraid that you would reject him too.
You nodded your head, but he tugged a strand of your hair, signalling that he wanted a clear answer from you.
"You're getting all of me." You promised. You watched as he took his time sliding the straps of your bra off of your shoulders. Almost as if he was unwrapping a very expensive present.
When he finally got you free of it, he immediately leaned down to put his mouth on one of your nipples. This new sensation had you in overdrive. Your legs instinctively wrapped around his waist as your hands held his head in place.
His tongue flicked around the sensitive area and you couldn't help but let out a very loud moan once you felt him softly tug on it with his teeth gently.
"Fucking hell." you cursed. His free hand making sure to give your other boob the attention he deserved. He took his time, tasting each one, feeling each one.
"I want you inside me Caleb, please." you finally begged. You didn't want to wait any longer. You wanted to feel him so desperately. His thumb traced the edge of your lip as he stared at you like you were the most sacred thing he could ever have in this world.
"Are you sure you really want this?" As much as he wanted you as bad, he still wanted to make sure you had no hesitations. He wanted to be absolutely sure.
"Yes, I really do want this." you answered him confidently. He slowly got up from you to stand. You watched as he carefully undid the strings of his sweatpants and dragged them off. You took the moment to admire him. He was so fucking handsome, everything you wanted and more.
He watched your reaction when he finally took his boxers off. Both of you now completely bare in front of each other. There was no going back now. He watched as you took in every detail that you could of his body, the way your eyes took in everything about him.
"You're so handsome." you whispered to him. He took that moment to get on the bed and get between your legs, you could feel how hard he was. You also didn't miss the length and size of him. You could see why he walks heavy now.
'He's gonna ruin me.'
He could sense a slight nervousness within you and he decided to ease that by kissing you again. He was not going to rush this, he was not going to have this moment ruined for either of you. You were grateful that he did this first. You didn't want anything to go wrong.
Deciding to be bold you slid your hand in between your bodies and gently grabbed a hold of him. A somewhat animalistic groan escaped his throat. He wasn't going to be able to contain himself much longer.
You took your time, feeling him, getting used to his size that was currently wrapped around your hand.
"You see what you do to me, Y/n." he said as he tried to maintain his composure.
You could definitely see it. You saw everything that you were doing to him. You guided him to your entrance, making sure to at least get your wetness on his tip. He was thick, and you couldn't help but make a tiny gulp as you realized what this man was truly about to do to you.
"We're gonna go slow." he told you. He did not want any room for error, he wanted to make sure everything went right. Caleb was not going to mess this up for you both.
"You tell me the second you get uncomfortable." he demanded. You nodded your head and for once he took that as an answer. You were honestly afraid to speak at this moment. But you were ready. Beyond ready for him.
He distracted you with kisses, kisses on your lips, down to your neck and chest to help you feel comfortable. You were thankful for that. When he came back to kiss you again is when he slowly began to penetrate you.
He was so fucking thick. There was a slight sting that you couldn't help but let out a sound of shock mixed with slight pain and pleasure. He was going to fucking ruin you, and he was barely inside of you.
"Fuck." Caleb cursed as he felt your tightness begin to surround him as he slowly began to stretch your walls out. He was already addicted to you, and now that he knows what you feel like on the inside, he was never going to let you fucking go.
He heard you let out a whimper as he continued to slowly stretch you out. He looked at you, making sure you were okay, and when you signaled him to keep going, he took that chance to get his entire length inside of you.
You felt beyond full. So full that you could hardly breath. Caleb was no different. He could feel your walls clamping down on him, pulsing around his tip which if he wasn't careful, he would be cumming early. Your nails dug into his skin even more as you became more aware of how deep he was inside you. He took that moment to stay still, giving you the time you need to adjust. But how could you adjust with a size like this?
You leaned up to kiss his shoulder, and wrapped your legs tight around his waist which made him shift inside you.
"Don't move." he commanded. His hands held you still as he did his best to compose himself still.
"You can move Caleb. It's okay, I'm ready now. Please." And since you finally gave him the reassurance he needed, he took that moment to pull himself slightly out but then immediately pushed himself back in.
The moan you made had him go feral and he gradually picked up the pace. He watched the facial expressions you would make. The one that drove him crazy was when your eyes would roll to the back of your head and you could barely get a word out.
He wasn't one to talk either. Each time his hips gently smacked into you, he felt how tight you were and couldn't help but groan at how your walls suffocated his dick. He took your wrists in your hands and placed them above you, pinning you so you couldn't move.
"You feel so fucking amazing baby." he moaned as he continued his sinful thrusts. You moaned in response as he continued to hit a particular spot within you that made you go crazy. Your legs only wrap around his waist tighter since you couldn't move your hands at all.
"Please don't stop." you begged him. You never wanted this feeling to go away, you never wanted this moment to end. You had given Caleb the most sacred part of you, and now that he had it, you didn't want him to let you go.
"Woah!" you gasped as he suddenly flipped you two over so that you were now on top and him beneath you. You looked at him a little lost while he only smirked at you in return.
"You said you were going to ride your cowboy right? Saddle up baby, your cowboy is waiting." he said cheekily. His hands immediately grasp onto your hips.
You start slow, rolling your hips back and forth to find yourself a good rhythm. Caleb was in absolute heaven. He watched every little move, sound, and facial expression that you made. His hands continue to guide your hips while occasionally reaching down to squeeze a handful of your ass.
"You look so fucking beautiful like this baby." he praised you. You couldn't help but blush at the compliment. It made you feel so good about yourself in this moment with him.
You switched up the pace, this time circling your hips at a specific angle that had him touching that certain spot.
"Shit." you muttered as you felt that spot continued to get penetrated.
"Feel good baby?" Caleb asked. You nodded your head while linking your hands with his. Fingers interlocking. You were going to make this man cum just like this you decided.
Using his hands as leverage, you lift your hips up to where he was halfway inside of you and bounce back down on him. Caleb could've come right then and there. The way you continued to bounce up and down as he felt the tip of his dick touch that spot that drives you crazy. He could feel himself getting so close.
"Fuck baby, keep going." he begged you. A fire was lit inside you. You wanted him to beg like that more often. You loved the feeling it gave you. You continued to bounce on him, the very tip still kissing that spot within you and you could feel yourself getting closer.
"Fuck, I'm close." you whispered breathlessly as you continued to ride him. Your hands squeezing his for some extra comfort.
He took that moment to release his hands from yours and grabbed your hips, taking control of your pace. He slammed you back down on him, his dick entering fully inside you where you could barely get a moan out.
His hips relentlessly smack into you and the moans that escaped your mouth only pushed him to go harder. Caleb was never going to forget this moment. This was a picture that was now embedded in his memories forever. Your eyes closed shut and your face dripping in pleasure because of him.
"Fuck I'm cumming Caleb!" she screamed as her walls clamped down on him. Caleb couldn't help but cum inside her at that moment, his thick release drenching her walls as they pulsed around his dick. Both were in orgasmic bliss.
Your body gave out and you landed on top of him, both worn out, bodies sweaty, and out of breath. You took that moment to wipe the sweat off his forehead. He looked amazing like this.
"You were so fucking amazing baby." he praised you. His hands unable to stop touching you.
"Are you feeling okay?" he asked you. You smiled and gave him a reassuring 'yes' and placed your head on his chest. Still taking in the recent events of what just occurred between you both.
"Don't get too comfortable baby, we're going again in about ten minutes." He told you.
You looked up at him to see if he was joking, but he was indeed not. He gave you that handsome smirk of his and pulled you as close to him as you could.
"I told you. I'm having my way with you all night." he promised.
And dear God did he live up to that promise.
A/n: You're welcome. To avoid burnout, please be patient as I take my time posting other stuff.
╰ Synopsis You loved ending long villa days wrapped in Caleb’s arms. After sweet kisses turned passionate, you two found yourselves somewhere for the first time in the villa. The next morning the girls tease you about what happened last night.
tags/contains Caleb McDaniel x fem!reader. Fluff, smut, 18+, NSFW, fingering, lots of kissing, teasing, porn without plot(?), use of y/n, pet names used, 1.6k words, requested 2.
➺ from Sera, to you📨. I already miss him on my screen 😭😔 also the next fic I might do from requests is angst, bec I’m hungry for some angst.
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If there was one thing you loved after a long day in the villa, it was getting into bed with Caleb. In fact, it was easily your favorite part of every single day.
No matter how much fun you had, nothing ever compared to the moment the lights went off. There was just something comforting about ending the day together.
Sometimes you’d lie there talking for what felt like hours, replaying everything that had happened that day until one of you drifted off. Other nights, a sleepy smile, fingers intertwined beneath the duvet, gentle forehead kisses, or a kiss goodnight were enough to remind you how lucky you were.
Tonight, you took your time getting ready for bed. The dressing room was buzzing with the girls’ chatter as you sat in front of your mirror, carefully curling your lashes.
You slipped into your soft pink and white striped top paired with the matching shorts. With one last glance in the mirror, you told the girls you’re heading to the bedroom and padded barefoot to the shared bedroom.
A few of the guys were lounging against the headboards and talking while they waited for their own girls. Caleb was among them, arms crossed casually over his chest, smile on his face as he listened to one of the boys.
You climbed into your shared bed, pulling the covers over your legs, and Caleb turned fully toward you when he noticed you. “Finally. Took you long enough.” He teased.
You laughed quietly, settling beside him. “Sorry, I wasn’t rushing tonight.”
When the lights finally turned off, you two talked in whispers for the next half hour. You replayed moments from today, laughing quietly whenever Caleb said something funny. Eventually, his hand found yours under the covers, thumb brushing gently over your knuckles. “You know, I think I feel really close to you. Even closer than I’ve felt with anyone in here. I don’t think it feels right to explore anyone else anymore..”
Your heart fluttered. You moved closer, resting your forearms over his chest, as you rested your chin on your arms. You draped one leg comfortably over his, tangling together under the sheets. “I feel the same.” You whispered back, smiling into the dark. “I don’t want anyone else either.”
Caleb’s arm wrapped around your waist, as he gently pulled you higher up against his body. Your forearms pressed firmer into his chest for balance, and suddenly his lips met yours in the dark. You smiled into the kiss, warmth blooming in your chest, and you felt the familiar curve of his mouth.
He tilted his head slightly, capturing your lips again with more intent. His free hand continued tracing lazy patterns along your back, fingertips slipping just beneath the hem of your top. The cool touch of his skin against your warm back made you yelp softly into his mouth.
Caleb chuckled lowly, the sound vibrating through his chest. “Sorry, baby.” He whispered against your lips, though he didn’t sound sorry at all. He pulled you flush right against him, eliminating any space between your bodies, his hand now splayed warmly across your lower back under the fabric.
The kiss deepened, he pushed his tongue forward gently, asking for entrance, and you gladly opened for him. Your tongues met and danced together in a intimate rhythm.
The taste of him was addictive, it was familiar from daytime kisses but it is so much better like this, tangled under the covers with no one watching.
You pulled back just enough to lick along his bottom lip with the tip of your tongue. Caleb’s breath hitched. Encouraged, you leaned in again, sucking gently on his lower lip before kissing him fully once more. He responded with a groan, his hand pressing you even closer as if he couldn’t get enough.
Caleb eventually slowed the kisses, pressing a few softer ones to the corner of your mouth. “Turn on your back for me?” he asked softly.
You nodded, and he lifted his arm, draping it across the pillow beside him like an invitation. You shifted obediently, settling onto his forearm so your head rested comfortably in the crook of his arm. He continued pressing sweet kisses to your cheek.
His free hand slid down to your waist, rubbing soothing circles over the fabric of your top. His fingers drifted lower, brushing over the tied waistband of your shorts. He toyed with the little bow for a few seconds, tracing the edge teasingly.“Can I?” he whispered against your ear, seeking permission.
You nodded again. With your consent, his hand slipped beneath the waistband of your shorts. It didn’t take long for him to realize you weren’t wearing anything underneath. Appreciative sound rumbled in his chest as his fingers ran through your folds, discovering just how wet you already were for him.
The first touch made you moan a little too loud for the shared bedroom. Caleb reacted instantly, pressing his lips firmly against yours to swallow the sound. He kissed you deeply as if to remind you that those sounds were only for him.
He obviously loved hearing you, in fact, he craved it and he’d do anything to do more to hear you, but not here where the others could hear. “Shh, baby.”He murmured against your mouth when he finally pulled back.
His fingers returned to your center, circling your clit with the perfect pressure. You bit down hard on your bottom lip, trying desperately to stay quiet as pleasure sparked through you. The feeling was intense in the dark, heightened by the need for silence and the way his strong arm cradled you close.
You managed to stay somewhat quiet, until he pushed two fingers inside you at once. The stretch drew a sharper gasp from your throat. Quickly, you slapped a hand over your mouth, eyes squeezing shut as pleasure rolled through you. When his fingers curled just right, hitting that perfect spot, you removed your hand, grabbed the back of his neck, and pulled him down into a hungry kiss instead.
He understood the silent plea immediately. His fingers began pumping in and out of you in a steady rhythm, curling with every thrust. The wet sounds were faint beneath the covers, but they felt deafening in your ears.
“Oh, Caleb..” you moaned softly into his mouth.
“Shh, baby..” he whispered, lips brushing yours. “You’re doing so good being quiet for me.” His fingers never stopped their delicious pace. “Can you stay quiet just a little longer?”
You nodded frantically, burying your face against his neck. The pressure in your stomach built fast, tight, coiling heat that made your thighs tremble. Caleb kept whispering praise against your skin, his thumb occasionally brushing your clit while his fingers worked you closer and closer to the edge.
It hit you suddenly, your whole body tensed as waves of pleasure crashed over you, coming hard around his fingers. You pressed your face into his shoulder to muffle the sound, trembling in his arms. Caleb gently pumped his fingers through every pulse, helping you ride out the orgasm until the waves slowly subsided and your body melted boneless against him.
When you finally relaxed, he eased his fingers out of you slowly. And when your heavy breathing finally slowed, you turned onto your side, back pressed against Caleb’s chest.
Your eyes fluttered closed, and without a word, he wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you flush against him. His hand splayed warmly over your stomach as he tucked you closer.
The next morning in the dressing room, you sat at the vanity, carefully blending concealer under your eyes. The girls were scattered around, doing their makeup and hair, the usual lively chatter filling the air.
“Yo, which one of y’all was getting french fries last night?” Trinity suddenly spoke up, loud and teasing.
You quietly laughed to yourself but stayed focused on your reflection, blending the product smoothly into your skin. The other girls immediately started denying it with giggles.
Trinity’s gaze landed on you. She noticed the small, telling smile you couldn’t hide. “Y/n.. was that you?”
You looked up, shrugging with a grin still playing on your lips. “It was!” Trinity yelled, pointing dramatically. “It was so fucking loud I knew damn well that wasn’t just kissing!”
The other girls erupted into excited cheers and laughter, crowding closer with wide eyes. Your face warmed, but the energy in the room was supportive. “Okay, okay, it was me.” You admitted with a laugh, setting down your brush.
Melanie leaned forward, eyebrows raised. “How did that even happen?”
You hummed, thinking back to the night before. “I don’t know.. we were just talking about how we really don’t want anyone else, but we didn’t close things off yet” you quickly added. “We were cuddling and kissing and, it just happened.”
Kayda grinned. “Ouhh, was it good?”
You looked straight at her, deadpan. “Bitch, is the grass green?”
The room filled with laughter as Trinity shook her head. “Sure it was good, she was barely staying quiet over there.”
Suddenly, a knock sounded on the door. “Come in!” the girls called out in unison.
The door opened and Caleb stepped inside, holding a plate of fresh fruit and toast in one hand and a mug in the other. He scanned the room until his eyes found you. “Oh, look, there’s the chef of french fries..” Trinity teased loudly.
Caleb blinked, confused, glancing between you and the girls. “What?”
You stood up quickly, smiling as you walked over to him. “They’re just joking around.” You reassured him softly. Rising onto your toes, you gave him a sweet peck on the lips. “Thank you for breakfast. This is really sweet.”
𝒊𝒊. 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 ꫂ᭪݁ pure fluff, probably a few curse words (likely abbreviated), suggestive teasing, reader is partially dumb blonde coded, & everyone sounds chronically online.
@ y/nsdigitaldiary como se dice… this is my super niche spam acct with only baddies on it 👀👀
( 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗈𝗐 . . . )
⤷ @ melaspinterest “esta es mi cuenta de spam de súper nicho” yw queen 🥹
→ 𝜗𝜚 @ melaspinterest u speak spanish ?
→ @ newhampshiregrimreaper @ y/nsdigitialdiary Did we forget Melanie is Dominican
→ 𝜗𝜚 @ newhampshiregrimreaper oouuu shi i didn’t know that !!
⤷ @ whiteboyoftheyear Guys what does “oouuu shi” mean 🤗
→ @ holiertrinity @ y/nsdigitialdiary i thought we said only baddies on this account :(
→ 𝜗𝜚 @ holiertrinity he’s the exception i guess
→ @ holiertrinity banish him with haste
→ 𝜗𝜚 @ holiertrinity okay shakespeare i see u
→ @ normalgirlcoded thou shouldst remove him now..
→ @ holiertrinity @ normalgirlcoded see this is the baddies we keep on the spam acct. aniya ily.
→ @ normalgirlcoded @ holiertrinity mwah mwah
⤷ @ corbingpt @ core five ! whole house mad 😂😂😂😂 caleb my dawg is THE baddest
→ @ holiertrinity who is u feeling like?? u can go with her man too
→ 𝜗𝜚 @ corbingpt matter of fact, who let u in ?
→ @ corbingpt @ y/nsdigitialdiary i hacked the mainframe 😤
→ 𝜗𝜚 @ melaspinterest come get ur situationship
@ y/nsdigitaldiary picked up my hobbies again cus a girl couldn’t sew in the villa (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)
( 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗈𝗐 . . . )
⤷ @ whiteboyoftheyear Look at how creative my girl is 🥹
→ 𝜗𝜚 @ whiteboyoftheyear awhh stop it 😽😽
→ 𝜗𝜚 @ whiteboyoftheyear come over ??
→ @ whiteboyoftheyear @ y/nsdigitaldiary I’ll come at six-thirty, you want anything?
→ 𝜗𝜚 @ whiteboyoftheyear just uuuu ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ (pick up white thread at michael’s, i need to fix a collar on one of ur shirts)
→ @ whiteboyoftheyear @ y/nsdigitaldiary (Will do 🫡🫡!)
⤷ @ corbingpt tell melanie to pick up her damn phone
→ 𝜗𝜚 @ corbingpt u don’t even sound like corbin. reveal urself.
→ @ corbingpt @ y/nsdigitialdiary we both know who i am.
→ 𝜗𝜚 @ corbingpt no we really don’t, i’ll let that ai bitch on my spam but sincere u know damn well i blocked ur manipulative, selfish, pathetic, disloyal, weirdo ass so do everyone a favor including me & log out 💝
→ @ whiteboyoftheyear @ y/nsdigitaldiary I lowkey hope that heart was sarcastic ☹️
→ 𝜗𝜚 @ whiteboyoftheyear time of irritation : 10:44 pm .
→ 𝜗𝜚 @ whiteboyoftheyear caleb sweetheart i am sarcastic sooooo sarcastic 💝💝💝
→ @ whiteboyoftheyear @ y/nsdigitaldiary Were those hearts sarcastic too 😓?
→ 𝜗𝜚 @ whiteboyoftheyear ik i should’ve kept this spam baddies only.
→ 𝜗𝜚 @ whiteboyoftheyear & no, idiot. turn off ur autocaps while you’re at it 🤍
⤷ @ newhampshiregrimreaper Let’s do a poll because Zach’s being a fucking cunt again!!!! Break up? or break UP.
→ @ brycesheadband @ newhampshiregrimreaper break up so my gorgeous baby trin is not staying up till midnight on the phone with you crying abt dada zach..
→ @ newhampshiregrimreaper @ brycesheadband Fuck you. Calling my man dada in the same breath you call Trinity gorgeous is outrageous.
→ @ brycesheadband (reply to himself) ! oh who would’ve said such a thing? how rude.
→ 𝜗𝜚 @ brycesheadband ‘dada’ are we serious ? don’t get added to my block list. also kayda please break up.
→ @ kcundercover @ newhampshiregrimreaper square up instead shi i’d watch
→ @ corbingpt @ kcundercover tf? kayda is not a parlay
→ @ holiertrinity @ kcundercover i hate agreeing w corbin ☹️ +++ kayda break up with zach and marry me
→ 𝜗𝜚 @ holiertrinity trin i’m unsure of corbin’s acct even being himself & a polycule with bryce and kay sounds a HOT mess
@ y/nsdigitaldiary he da real art & he paints me like michelangelo 😽
( 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗈𝗐 . . . )
⤷ @ normalgirlcoded bby what does the caption imply
→ @ captaincarlsaveahoe @ whiteboyoftheyear CALEBBBB 😭 Can we convince the girls to go on a double date?
→ @ whiteboyoftheyear @ captaincarlsaveahoe I had the same idea no way!
→ @ captaincarlsaveahoe @ whiteboyoftheyear Great minds think alike 😇
→ @ whiteboyoftheyear @ captaincarlsaveahoe y/n reporting from caleb’s acc, aniya isn’t getting her slippers back because they’re not HERS. hers are a lighter shade.
╰ Synopsis After sweet moments and growing close with Caleb, you’re both put to the test with casa amor. In the end, you both realise how it helped you to realise how much you really like each other and reunite happily.
tags/contains Caleb McDaniel x fem!reader. Fluff, slight angst, jealous Caleb, jealous reader, yearner Caleb, mutual pining, casa amor, yearner reader, povs from both persons, use of y/n, Chris is a made up islander, 4.3k words, requested, 2, 3.
➺ from Sera, to you📨. This is put together by 3 requests and I’m sorry if someone doesn’t like that, but I feel like it makes sense with this fic so ion curr.
masterlist ᥫ᭡ please reblog this fic if you enjoyed it!
When you walked into the villa, everything was new. The people were amazing but you didn’t know if there was anyone for you, yet.
And honestly no offence to any of the guys, but none of them were really your type either. You got along with everyone, sure, but something had always felt like it was missing. You laughed and chatted with everyone, but your bubbly side never truly came out.
Until Caleb came in.
From the moment he arrived, everything clicked in place. You found yourself smiling more, laughing more and feeling lighter than you had since stepping into the villa.
He made you feel comfortable enough to be yourself. The conversations felt natural, the silences comfortable, and that spark you’d been waiting for finally showed up.
Ever since the first recoupling after his arrival, the two of you have been together. Every challenge you did side by side, kissing in the dressing room after he made you breakfast, sleeping together, everything only brought you closer.
At the second recoupling where you two wrote each other a letter, he wrote the sweetest letter to you. The words were thoughtful and sincere, hitting you right in the chest. You felt like the luckiest girl in the villa, because who wouldn’t want themselves such a sweet guy in their life?
Caleb made you feel chosen every single day and standing there holding his letter, you knew you had something special.
So when Aniya got a text, everyone perked up immediately. She read it out loud: “Islanders, get ready to raise some heart rates in tonight’s challenge, Hearts On Fire”
You started jumping up and down from excitement. Cause baby, you’ve been ready. You were ready to suck some fingers, make that ass clap in everyone’s face, and just be all up on that thing.
In the dressing room, you sat down and focused on your makeup and hair, making sure your look was flawless. You weren’t about to let anybody raise your man’s heart rate higher than you did.
The costumes were hung up on the hangers, and all the girls were picking theirs. The second you saw the cowgirl one, you knew it was yours. The outfit hugged your body just right, a silver crop top, paired with glittery silver shorts that caught the lights. Paired with a cropped white shrug draped over your arms, while silver cowboy boots completed the look. Topping it all off was a matching white cowboy hat.
“What do y’all think if I come in like this?” you asked, earning the girls’ attention as you practiced in the mirror.
You walked forward with a little sway, then opened the shrug blouse, slipping it off smoothly as you spoke. “This cowgirl loves reverse.” You said, turning around and shaking your ass to the beat in your head.
The dressing room filled with “ouhhh’s” and laughs. Melanie spoke supportively. “I love that!”
Kayla nodded, hyping you up. “Caleb’s gonna love that.”
When all the girls walked downstairs, there were no boys waiting to greet you. It made sense if they were already at the fire pit, but you kind of got confused because you at least expected the guys to make some noise for the girls like they always hyped yall up.
Instead, you were met with a big white box tied with a pink ribbon sitting in the middle of the villa in front of the fire pit. The girls immediately started getting excited, making comments about how they were ready to unwrap that present and see what was inside. “This shit better be good.” You laughed.
The gift tag read “Girls, a gift for you! XOXO.” You all sat down on the couch, hoping the guys would come bursting out any second.
The box started opening on its own. You leaned forward, wishing it was the boys. And in a way, your wish came true, but not how you expected. Inside was a big screen that lit up, showing the boys in their costumes at another fire pit. Below the screen, red letters appeared: “Welcome to Casa Amor”
So they were at Casa Amor. While you girls were stuck at the villa.
This was a fucking great gift.
Everyone’s mouth fell open, just as shocked as you. “What the fuck?” Melanie said, confusion all over her face.
“Are you deadass?” you stood up, equally stunned. The guys on the screen looked hyped, smiling and clapping like this was the best news ever. You all rushed toward the screen, trying to get a better look.
Fuck me, you thought. You were irritated. You and Caleb had been so good since the first recoupling, and you knew damn well Casa Amor was the biggest test, and now the boys were there while new girls were probably already waiting for them.
You easily found Caleb among all the other guys on the big screen. He was right there in front, sitting in his cowboy costume. At least you were matching.
The first girl stepped up dressed in a firefighter costume, looking confident. “I’ll happily be your new emergency contact.” She said with a flirty smile.
You watched as Caleb leaned in and kissed her. It wasn’t a quick peck either. His hand rested on her lower hip as he held her close. Jealousy burned hot in your chest, the girls around you kept glancing in your direction, but you decided to stay silent, and keep your eyes glued to the screen.
You all slowly sat back down on the couch, as the next girl approached, a dark haired beauty who moved with confidence. “I’m not a regular cat. I’m a Persian cat.” She announced, walking toward Caleb. She straddled him without hesitation, her body pressed against his. “You’re a cowboy, huh?” she asked.
“Yes, ma’am.” Caleb replied with a happy smile. His hands settled on her ass as she leaned in, kissing his neck and grinding herself against him. The sight made your stomach turn, you made a disgusted face, unable to hide your reaction. The girls around you shifted uncomfortably, the energy turning sour fast.
And right when you thought it couldn’t get any worse, it did.
The next girl was a blonde in a police officer outfit, handcuffs dangling from her fingers. Caleb had the audacity to grin and say “Arrest me” while holding his hands out to her like it was funny.
“Oh baby, you’re so weird..” you said out loud, even though you were really talking to yourself. Your heart was pounding with a mix of anger and hurt. This was supposed to be your night, the girls’ turn to do the heart rate challenge while the boys watched. Instead you were stuck here, forced to watch new girls throw themselves at your man.
The screen went black after all the girls had come out and done their big one. Kayda’s phone pinged and she read the text out loud “Girls, the show’s over. The boys will be spending the next few days at Casa Amor. Don’t wait up.”
That night, when you got ready for bed, you realised how jealous you had been. You knew you really liked him because seeing him be touchy with them really got to you. You had grown so attached, and now the thought of him at casa amor for days made you pissed.
You would miss Caleb sleeping next to you. The way his arm would end up around your waist, the talks before bed, the warmth of him, it had become your normal. You changed into your sleep clothes, brushed your hair, and tried to shake off the negative thoughts.
When you walked into the shared bedroom, you immediately went to your bed, the room now felt too big and too empty without the boys. You sat down on the floor, reached under the bed, and pulled out the drawer. Inside were the pictures you two had taken in the photo booth.
You knew you both had put two different photo booth pictures in there. Seeing only one left in the drawer made you smile softly.
You just hoped that what you had was strong enough to survive the next few days.
The next morning you woke up feeling a bit lighter. You decided to start the new day with better energy and tried not to think too much about what Caleb might be doing at casa. You still missed him, of course, but dwelling on it wasn’t going to help.
You and the girls gathered in the dressing room to get ready. The usual chatter and laughter filled the space as everyone did their makeup and picked outfits. You were all surprised when Ariana walked in with her signature smile and welcomed you all down to the fire pit. “Obviously the boys are at casa amor” Ariana spoke. “But where do you feel like you stood in your couple before they left?”
Melanie was the first one to talk. “I felt like me and Sincere were at, like, a whole new chapter for us so I think before I saw what I saw, we were the best we could ever be.” she said.
Ariana turned to you. “Y/n, how did you feel about your connection with Caleb?”
You took a breath and answered honestly. “I actually felt really good about my connection with Caleb. We had such a great time in the villa and every day just felt like we got closer and closer and then casa amor came and I was like damn.” You laughed lightly before continuing. “But I don’t regret anything. I think we built something special, and I hope he knows that.”
The other girls went around sharing how they felt too. Once everyone had spoken, Ariana smiled and dropped the next bombshell.
She announced that casa boys were coming in for all of you. And it wasn’t only seven guys, it was twelve. At the end of the day you’d choose seven to keep in the villa. The energy shifted instantly for the better as the twelve new guys started walking in. They went around introducing themselves, each bringing different vibes and personalities.
Ariana left after the introductions, giving you all time to get to know each other and enjoy the pool party. A couple of hours passed as you got to know the guys. You tried to be as open as you could, especially with Chris and a couple of the others who seemed cool.
You were determined to have fun and explore like the show encouraged, but it wasn’t easy. Caleb was never fully out of your mind, every funny moment or flirty comment made you think about him and what he might be doing on the other side.
Later, Ariana came back and welcomed everyone to the fire pit again. “Islanders, there’s been lots of chatting, but I want to see what the chemistry is like,” she said, sitting down with the girls while the twelve guys got comfortable on the beanbags across from you. “After all, the boys at casa can’t have all the fun. And you did say you want to explore new connections.”
Ariana explained the rules clearly; one by one, the boys were going to choose and kiss two girls who had caught their eye.
At casa, Sincere received a text that said everyone to gather at the fire pit. The guys headed over, trying to guess what was coming. They thought of anything except what actually happened.
A big screen was set up right in front of the fire pit. The boys settled down, confused, as the girls from the villa appeared on the screen. Caleb immediately found you, his eyes locked on your face right away. You looked good, of course, but he wasn’t expecting this.
Ariana’s voice came through clearly. “Okay, Carl, go kiss your girls.”
Caleb frowned, confused about what this was and why they were showing it to them. One of the casa boys in purple shorts stood up and went straight to Aniya, kissing her. When he finished, he moved to you, taking your hand, walked you to the middle of everyone, picked you up, and pulled you in for a kiss.
Caleb assumed this had to be some kind of challenge, so at first he didn’t really care.
After another two guys who didn’t choose you, another one walked up to you. He asked the girls to move so he could lie you down on the couch. He pressed himself against your body as he kissed you. Caleb shifted in his seat, folding his arms over his chest; he knew you were a pretty girl, so of course you’d get chosen.
Another guy went without choosing you, and Caleb felt a small moment of relief. Then a guy in green shorts picked you and led you to the middle of the fire pit, you got picked up again, gently pushed your hair behind your ear, and kissed you.
Caleb’s jaw tightened, his knee started bouncing restlessly as he looked away for a second. “He don’t gotta do all that..” he murmured under his breath.
The next guy wasn’t holding himself back at all. He sucked on your bottom lip, and the camera zoomed right in on it. Whoever was sitting next to Caleb jokingly covered his eyes, but Caleb pushed the hand away.
Yes, he didn’t want to see other guys kiss you, but he couldn’t look away either.
By the end, Caleb was so done. He wanted this shit turned off, he didn’t like that at all. Watching it made him realize how much he had missed you since he left yesterday. He hated that he needed to see this just to feel it. He should’ve realized how much you meant to him without the screen showing him other guys all over you.
The next day another challenge came, this time pitting the villa against casa amor. The rules were simple: couples would go head to head, in different categories to see who came out on top.
You went third and picked Chris to team up with. When the category landed on “kiss” you felt confident. You knew how to kiss, and you were determined to win this round for the villa.
The moment the challenge started, you were all the way in and didn’t waste time. You stepped forward and quickly pulled Chris’s shirt off, revealing his toned chest. You kissed him deeply at first, then moved lower, kissing and licking down his abs.
Chris responded just as intensely, his lips trailing across your stomach and up to your neck, leaving a trail of heat. You both dropped to the ground, bodies pressed close, hands exploring as you kissed everywhere you could reach.
The villa cheered loudly as you and Chris crossed the finish line first.
You jumped up from the ground with pure excitement, laughing and hugging Chris. “We did it!”
At casa, Caleb also did everything he could with Jaiden, his shirt also came off very quickly, and both of them were on the ground too. But unfortunately you reached the finish line faster. He was kind of pissed, like what were you exactly doing over there that made you win so fast? Were you two basically naked? Did that guy even look like him?
The casa received a text that said, “Y/n and Chris win the round for the villa.”
“Chris? Who the fuck is Chris?” Caleb laughed out loud, trying to play it cool in front of the guys. “He could never be me” he joked.
Caleb was jealous on the inside though, like not only did you win the challenge, but you won it in a kissing round.
After the challenge, the villa had won. Back at casa everyone was getting ready for bed. Caleb laid in his bed, arms behind his head, staring up at the ceiling while the girls and guys moved around the room.
The thought of you kissing other guys made his blood boil. He didn’t want to admit how much it bothered him, but he couldn’t deny it either. He yearned for you. He missed the way you fit perfectly against him in your shared bed, the way you were comfortable enough to tell him anything, and the way you made the villa feel like home. He didn’t want to sleep with anyone else anymore.
None of the new girls felt right. All he wanted was to skip time straight to the recoupling and hopefully see you standing there alone, waiting for him.
He knew it was just a challenge, you’d obviously do anything to help the villa win because it was part of the game. But he still hoped you hadn’t kissed anyone outside of the challenges. The idea of you connecting with someone else outside challenges didn’t sit right.
He knew he’d have to pull Jaiden for a chat and be honest with her. He couldn’t pretend. If he wasn’t true to himself, none of this meant anything. His feelings for you were stronger than he’d even realized before casa, and he realised why exactly casa was made.
He just wanted to get back to you.
The day the recoupling came felt like judgment day had finally arrived. You didn’t know exactly how Caleb had been moving in casa other than the little bits from the mail everyone received. You’d be absolutely devastated if he came back in with another girl.
Caleb was just as nervous on the other side. As the boys got ready to head back to the villa, he kept thinking about you. He hoped and prayed you didn’t choose anyone else over him, because that would mean he should’ve explored harder. But at the same time, he knew what you two had built.
You had stayed loyal the whole time, you explored when you had to, and now it was out of your control. It was up to him.
Ariana called you up after Kayda. You stood up from your seat, heart racing as all eyes turned to you. “Y/n, you and Caleb coupled up at the first recoupling after his arrival” Ariana said, looking at you. “You chose each other again at the letter recoupling.”
You nodded, a small smile tugging at your lips at the memory of his sweet letter and how safe you felt with him. “How has the casa amor experience been for you?” Ariana asked, giving you the floor.
“Well..” you smiled softly, taking a small breath. “At first, I was really sad when Caleb left. Obviously, I wanted to be open to the experience because that’s what casa is for, and I didn’t want to shut anyone out.”
You glanced over at Chris, offering him a warm smile.
“I definitely got to know Chris the most, and I can honestly say he’s an amazing guy. We had some really great conversations, and he’s someone I have so much respect for.” You paused for a second before laughing quietly. “But.. I just kept comparing everyone to Caleb.”
“Not in a bad way.” you quickly added. “But i just feel like no one here was Caleb. No one made me laugh the way he does or brought out that really bubbly side of me. So, for me, the romantic spark just never happened.”
Chris smiled and nodded in understanding. “Chris is genuinely such a lovely person.” You continued. “But he’s just not my person. And I think that’s totally okay.”
Ariana smiled softly. “And how are you feeling about Caleb now?”
You couldn’t stop yourself from grinning. “I didn’t think I’d miss him as much as I did, honestly. Every little thing reminded me of him. I found myself wondering what he was doing, hoping he was behaving himself.” You laughed, causing a few islanders to chuckle too.
“I think the time apart has actually made me realize how much I value what we have. Caleb just brings out a side of me that not many people do. He’s so easy to be around, he’s funny without even trying, he’s really smart, and I always feel comfortable when I’m with him. I never felt like I had to force anything with him because it all came naturally. And I really hope the feelings are mutual.”
Ariana smiled at you warmly. “Well, Y/n, the choice is yours. You can either stay loyal to Caleb or couple up with one of the new boys. What do you wanna do?”
You took a deep breath, nerves fluttering in your stomach. “Um.. I’m going to stay loyal to Caleb. Because I want to see if the feelings are mutual and if they are, I wanna see where this could go.” You said, your voice a little shaky but sure.
Ariana nodded understandingly. You glanced over at Chris, who gave you a small, disappointed smile, but you knew you were doing what felt right for you.
“Okay, you’ve decided to stay in a couple with Caleb” Ariana continued. “If he walks in with one of the girls from casa amor, you will be single and vulnerable.”
You nodded, heart pounding. “Let’s find out.” You closed your eyes for a few seconds. The wait felt like forever as you stood there, hoping.
Then you heard the footsteps. When you opened your eyes and saw Caleb walking in alone, relief flooded through you. “Oh, thank God!” you said, a big smile breaking across your face.
Caleb noticed you standing there by yourself and his face lit up. He smiled wide, briefly looked up at the sky like he was thankful, then looked back at you. You waved at him excitedly, the butterflies in your stomach turning into pure joy at seeing him again.
Ariana smiled brightly at him. “Welcome back to the villa, Caleb. How are you doing?”
Caleb sighed softly, a shy laugh escaping him. “I feel good.. I think I’m literally going to cry right now.” he joked.
“Aww!” you said, your heart melting as you watched him.
“Tell us how you’re feeling?” Ariana asked.
Caleb looked straight at you. “So good. I missed you so much! I missed holding you at night. I thought about our letters every day. I hated seeing the guys kiss you during that challenge.. I just wanted to be back here with you. And I know exploring is what this is for, but all I could think about was you. Like, I’m so happy right now.”
You smiled so wide your teeth showed, warmth spreading through your chest. He was so sweet. “Y/n, how does it feel to hear these beautiful words from Caleb?” Ariana asked, turning to you.
You let out a happy little laugh, glancing at him. “It feels amazing. He’s so sweet, and that’s honestly all I wanted to hear. I missed him a lot too. I’m just really happy that he’s back and that we both stayed loyal.”
Ariana smiled warmly at the two of you. “Well, since you both have decided to stay loyal, you’re still in a couple. Congratulations, Y/n and Caleb!”
Everyone clapped and cheered for you two. Caleb stood there awkwardly for a second, shifting on his feet with a big smile still on his face. “Can I go to her?” he asked, looking at Ariana.
You chuckled at how cute he looked. “Of course.”Ariana said, laughing. “Go get your girl.”
Caleb didn’t need to be told twice. He walked straight over to you, unable to stop smiling. The second he reached you, you stepped into his arms and the two of you hugged tightly. His arms wrapped around you perfectly, and you breathed him in.
When he finally pulled back from the hug, he gently cupped your face and pulled you in for a soft kiss. The villa erupted in more cheers and whoops. You both sat down together, still grinning at each other.“I missed you so much.” you whispered again, squeezing his hand.
Caleb looked at you. “I missed you so much too.” He said right back, leaning in to kiss your forehead. “We’re good now.”
After the dramatic final bits of the recoupling, Aniya was left heartbroken while Kc coupled up with someone from casa. You and Caleb finally made your way upstairs to the soulties, both exhausted but happy after the long, emotional day.
Caleb immediately cuddled into your side, his head resting on your chest as you wrapped your arms around him. “Ughhh, I can’t wait to sleep with you in the same bed again.” You said softly, running your fingers through his blond hair. The feeling of him close like this again made your heart feel full.
“Me too.” He murmured, smiling against you. “I was literally yearning to be with you.”
You smiled, continuing to play with his hair. “You look so beautiful tonight!” Caleb said after a moment, tilting his head up to look at you. “I don’t think I said it before.”
“Thank you!” You replied, warmth spreading across your cheeks. He lifted his head a little more and you leaned down, meeting him in a kiss. When you pulled away, you both settled back in, enjoying the quiet for a few minutes. “Wait.. what did you mean you saw me kissing other guys?” you asked, curiosity finally getting the best of you.
Caleb let out a small laugh. “On the second day in casa we had this big screen set up at the fire pit. They showed us the challenge where the casa guys got to kiss two girls each. I saw quite a bit.” he explained, his arm tightening around you a little.
“Ohhh” you nodded, processing. “We also had a big screen the day y’all went to casa. The heart rate challenge with the girls was live streamed for us.. so we saw everything too.”
He nodded. “‘Arrest me’ was crazy.” you repeated his words from the challenge, teasing him.
Caleb laughed quietly. “You’re so funny..” you said sarcastically, poking his side. “Just wait till I get handcuffs.” You added playfully.
"Hmm, door three!" The girls announced, everyone stays quiet as door three of movie night begins playing. Everyone expected the messiest video on planet earth but were quickly hit by the sweetest thing.
Caleb and Bryce come on screen, the two of them standing watching over the villa. "I just miss her so much man," Bryce says to Caleb. "Me too," Caleb agrees, "I haven't felt like this in so long. Being around all these girls feels like a sin." Caleb admits. A warm smile forms on your face, watching as the guy you've grown to love speaks so good about you.
For so long you waited for someone like him, you waited for someone to speak so goodly about you when you weren't there, you waited for someone to trust and finally, he was here. "It's so weird how fast I've caught feeling, I want to dream about her just to see her face again." Caleb adds. The video flashes to his confessional, "I can't remember the last time I felt this way for someone, the thought of her in there with another guy is making me sick." Caleb admits, his voice growing shaky.
The video flashes to the next clip of Caleb sitting beside one of the casa girls, Jaiden. "I think you're great but there's someone who's hopefully waiting for me in there." He says, turning her down softly. "I completely understand," Jaiden responds, "I'm really glad you're being truthful to her, it's so refreshing to see." She adds with a smile on her face.
Again, the video flashes to another clip, the girls hold your hand in nothing but happiness for you, the clip now shows Bryce and Caleb again. "I just turned down Jaiden, I really hope Y/n feels the same about me in there." Caleb says, "Yeah, I'm worried sick. Like I almost feel homesick being away from Trinity." Bryce replies. The two of them bond over how much they adore their girls. "Seriously," Caleb laughs. "Everyone else in here is having the time of their lives and I'm ready to get the fuck out of here." He says.
The next clip shows Caleb and Bryce laying in bed staring at the ceiling. Everyone around you laughs at how much they hated the one thing in the villa everyone was supposed to love. Finally, there is a clip of you speaking with your casa connection, Dylan. The two of you sat on the dock, "I really enjoy what we have and I know you have something going with Kenzie and I don't want to lead you on or anything so I want you to focus on her because I literally cannot stop thinking of Caleb, I'd be doing both him and I a disservice if I explored something I didn't feel was right." You admit. The cut off didn't upset Dylan either, he showed the same support Jaiden did.
They showed you and Trinity sleeping in soul ties, the both of you laying there talking about how much you missed your boys.
The final clip was you waiting to see if Caleb stayed loyal to you. You held Trinity and Bryce's hand as you watched him walk in alone. Your hands came to your mouth right away as tears filled in your eyes from relief and happiness. The biggest smile grew on Caleb's face as he rushed to get to the firepit. His conversation with Ariana was rushed, you've never heard him speak so fast, "I feel so relieved that she's here staying loyal." He says, Ariana finally announces that he can reunite with you. He runs up to you right away, grabbing you flush against you in a hug as he twirls you around. The two of you share a kiss before sitting back down, both unbelievably happy.
req: heyyyy, I was wondering if you would write a caleb mcdaniel from love island one shot?
What if reader is shyer when it comes to intimacy and initiating kisses , one day she decides that she likes Caleb enough to start making the first moves. She starts sitting in his lap and kissing him more, touching him more , that kinda stuff and like everyone notices ?
please and thank you <3
warnings: noneee , maybe tiny angst
a/n: literally tried to use an html website for my title and now im pissed off bc nothings going right
You were shy, and Caleb was introverted. So he knew he’d have to initiate more with you since you were shy.
It wouldn’t be a problem for Caleb if you had pulled him for chats time to time but it wasn’t happening at all. He thought you weren’t interested in him and that just made him distant from you a little.
He made you breakfast and checked up on you from time to time but after that, he didn’t really speak to you.
Of course, everyone started noticing in the Villa because they knew he was your type and that you were always with him.
Sincere went and pulled Caleb for a chat to talk to him about you. They went upstairs and sat on the little beach chairs with the sand.
“So what’s been going on between yall? You guys were practically attached by the hip.” Sincere said.
“Well, it’s like she doesn’t wanna be with me anymore. She’s not showing any affection, she never pulls me for chats, she doesn’t even hug me. It’s like what are we at this point.” Caleb explained.
Sincere nodded, making a ‘mm’ noise. “I say go talk to her about that. Be firm with her and tell her how you feel.”
“Well if I get firm, I don’t want to hurt her feelings or make her sad. She’s too sweet.” Caleb said. He couldn’t bare the fact that he could hurt your feelings.
Sincere put his hand up, “well think about like this, if you don’t be firm, she’d be doing the same thing. But if you are firm, she’d know how your feeling and listen to you.
Caleb was in Soul Ties with you, he wasn’t gonna be firm but he was gonna let his side be known.
“So I wanted to get something off my chest to you, (Name).” He said. You knew he wasn’t joking by the way he said it.
“Okay.. go ahead.” You told him.
“So, I don’t exactly know if you’re just like, too shy, or not feeling me but if you aren’t feeling me, please just say that. I don’t want this to be another Kenzie situation where I’m putting in too much effort and it’s not getting reciprocated.” He told you.
You were hurt by what he said. You haven’t been giving him any attention because you were just in your shell still, even though you’re an OG.
“I’m so sorry, Caleb. I didn’t mean to make you feel that way, it’s just even though I've been here before you, I’m still not used to these cameras being everywhere. It’s like, everyone’s watching every little move I do, which they are, but I’m still just nervous to do things.” You admitted to him with your head down.
He rubbed your thigh, his expression immediately calming down. “Hey.. listen I get it. It took me longer to get used to it to, I used to side eye the cameras for a while, still do but not as much. I wanna let you know that we’re in this together, okay? I just wanted to let you know how I felt.”
“I’m gonna do better, Caleb.” You said, rubbing his cheek. You finally sat on his lap and you made out with him.
The next day, you went downstairs before he could and made the both of you breakfast. You sat the plates in Say Less before getting yourself ready.
You made sure you looked good before grabbing Caleb, who was now in the kitchen trying to make coffee.
“Now you know good and damn well that you can’t make coffee. But, good morning.” You said to Caleb, smiling.
He rolled his eyes and kissed you. “Morning to you too.”
“I made us some breakfast, it’s in Say Less. Would you like to come with me?” You asked. He was shocked, but said yes quickly.
You took him there to reveal that a big full course meal was made just for the both of you. “You made this?” He asked.
“Yup, now c’mon let’s eat.” You finally kissed him first. He was shocked, since you never initiated kisses first and kissed you back.
You guys sat down and raised up your cups, “cheers to us and for me getting more affectionate with you and not caring what others have to say.” You said.
He smiled and clinked his cup with yours. “Cheers to that, sweetheart.” He kissed you once more before digging in.
He was glad you were willing to step out your comfort zone. He knew that he couldn’t leave without you now. If you were ever dumped from the Villa alone, he’d follow you. Always.
☆ carl x aniya, 1.3k wc, not proofread!
☆ warnings: smut
a/n: got inspired to write this! this is supposed to be a flashback for part 2, but it got too long so i made it its own part :')
a year had already passed since carl and aniya had been together. the season 8 reunion had come and went along with everyone's grievances, now it was time for full focus on their relationship.
carl’s 30th birthday was coming up again and aniya was determined to make it one to never forget. she had long since insinuated just how much carl is able to handle her, but this time she wished to pull from his most debaucherous desires.
she decided on wearing a low cut black satin dress. it was simple since the real allure was hidden beneath the fabric. under the dress, she wore a garment of lingerie they had previously picked out together…
carl sat in the library, meticulously studying for his upcoming exam while listening to salsa music. aniya coming to visit him in Colorado had significantly boosted his morale to get through the second semester of classes. he reminisced on how fun it was to teach aniya a part of his life, she was so adorable struggling to stay balanced. and the sex after, god. carl thanked the higher powers at play every night that he was able to be with someone as perfect as aniya.
her body was so soft, but firm. he could feel her her muscles tense and ripple after each stroke plowed into her. her cute tits would bounce in response to each pump of his dick inside her. and then she’d say his name… “carl~” she’d mewl out, desperate to feel him deeper.
carl snapped himself back to the textbook open in front of him, doing all he can to quell the hard on that threatened to form. before he could fully refocus, his phone buzzed. he grabbed it in record time, knowing that there’s only one person awake at this hour that’d also be able to get through his DND setting.
aniya had sent an image with invisible ink and carl clicked on the notification. his face flushed as he began to unblur the image and saw what was bestowed upon his eyes. aniya posed in her mirror wearing a deep red lace-embellished corset lingerie set. the bra of the bodice was practically see through, and the matching panty set left nothing to the imagination. the garter belt attached to the bottoms contrasted against the richness of her skin. aniya stood with her legs crossed, the flesh of her thighs squeezing against the garter belt. one hand was propped on her hip while the other held her phone next to her cocked head. she texted out a message after the image,
“do you like it?”
carl was practically busting at the seams, decorum thrown out the window as his dick stood tall under the wooden table.
“I’m seconds from hopping on a flight baby, but I’m studying… please don’t do this to me.” he begged.
aniya reacted with a ‘haha’ to his message. the three dots wiggled on his screen as aniya typed her reply, only to be met with another picture in a white set this time, his girlfriend looking fully reminiscent of an angel. a see through baby doll top with another set of garters, and bows trimming the sides. she sat on her knees this time, leaning forward so her chest spilled out of her top.
his very own princess. beautiful, delicate, and so incredibly sexy. carl felt needy beyond words, seriously considering just jerking off right in that library. she was reverent, yet a pinnacle of sex. he so badly wanted to be buried in her.
carl couldn’t even fully register her beauty because she sent another photo. he dragged his finger across the screen to reveal an aniya sitting back on her forearms. she wore a black set this time. a black lace teddy set, nearly see through once again. instead of a garter on both thighs, she only wore one, with gold lettering on the inside. the letters read CWL.
he felt his dick twitch against the zipper of his shorts as he felt a wave of possessiveness wash over him. he already knew everyone in the world was willing to beat his ass to get to aniya, but she only wore one man’s initials. she was claimed by him and him alone. she only took his dick so deep and full inside her cunt. she only cried out his name when she was cumming. she only looked him dead in the eyes to call him her “handsome boy,” as he spilled into her. carl reached under the wooden table to palm at himself, squeezing at the base of his aching dick. his erect dick only seeming to strain more against his pants as he continued to imagine how much he loved fucking his princess.
as much as he wanted to finish drooling over the garter belt, his finger continued to drag across the screen, aiming downwards this time. only to see aniya’s pussy spread for him from the cutout in the panties. her knees touched, making her cunt swell out the fabric.
“which one do you like the best?”
she asked so innocently, so coyly as if she wasn’t about to make him finish from hundreds of miles away. the text bubbles from carl disappeared a reappeared as he thought of what to say,
“aniya please…”
she sent an emoji, bashfully covering it’s mouth while smiling in satisfaction with blushed cheeks.
“you look good in everything you wear, but that black set… I need to fuck you in that.”
aniya typed, three dots on screen once again before eventually disappearing. they were replaced by a voice note. he quickly adjusted his earbuds before pressing play,
“ngh- fuck… carl, baby I m-miss you so much. did my pictures get you hah- hard? are you touching yourself like I am?”
carls face flushed bright red as aniya’s shrill moans sending direct vibrations to his auditory canal. he tried to hold himself back, but aniya was trying to kill him. she was a succubus trying to suck the soul out of her boyfriend from hundreds of miles away. carl was vigorously grinding against the seam in his pants, pressing play on the voice message one more time. cum spurted out from his dick the second he heard his name moaned by her for a second time.
he was pathetic, willingly enslaved to the whims of his beguiling girlfriend. he just came in public, like a boy going through puberty. but he couldn’t control it, he wanted her to know just how much of a wreck she made him.
he pulled his shorts down, revealing his boxers and the wet spot from his cum. he snapped a picture and sent it her,
“look at what you did to me princess.”
aniya reacted coyly to his message again before sending a picture of her mirror coated in her juices,
“you did the same thing to me baby.”
carl felt his dick jump seeing how she squirted all over her mirror just at the thought of him jerking off to her. he had to see her for himself, needed to caress her beyond the lace.
he opened flights on his iPad and quickly booked a plane ticket to Atlanta that was leaving in two hours. it was a a 3-ish hour flight, he could study on the plane, listen to her voice message again, bring his girlfriend flowers and chocolates, fuck her senseless, and be on a plane tomorrow night to get to his exam the following day! and if he was late, he’d just beg his professor to understand.
carl took a picture of the screen before sending it to aniya,
“I’ll just have to see the sets in person to decide which is the best.”
aniya sent surprised emojis before sending a video, this time in a pink set nearly identical to the black one, sans the garter belt. pressing play, carl saw her back up from the propped up camera before dropping to her knees, resting on her forearms, and spreading her pussy before rubbing lazy circles on her clit.
“decide between the other three, come and take this one off of me.”
Billy Stebbins x Gn reader NSFW alphabet headcannons
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(Daily question: What do you think stebbins type is?)
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Billy Stebbins
Aftercare (what they're like after sex)
▪️ Stebbins at first doesn’t do it, especially if he’s not dating you. If it’s just a hookup, I can’t imagine him being gentlemanly in any sort of way. But if you were dating him, he’d make an effort to take care of you. He doesn’t mind cuddling but won’t initiate it, but as soon as you do, he spoons you and holds you tight.
▫️ Stebbins doesn’t expect aftercare, especially if it’s a hookup. Whatever energy he has left, he uses it to take a shower and leave shortly after (if it's a hookup). If you two are dating, he acts the same except after cleaning himself up, he lies back down with you.
Body Part (their favorite body part of their partner's)
▪️ He likes your hands and your wrists. It sounds weird, and he knows it, which is why he answers "chest" by default. But he likes to hold your hands above your own head while he’s on top of you.
▫️ It’s the same as above except it’s just your hands. He likes when you use them on him. Tug his hair, choke him, pin him down—he doesn’t care.
Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
▪️ Stebbins will wear protection in the beginning of the relationship. But as time goes by, he eventually stops. He’s almost too confident in his pull-out game and will just finish on your stomach. If you’re on a pill (or a male), he’ll finish inside of you. It's like a cherry on top for him.
▫️ He likes when you finish on either his face or chest. Stebbins spends a lot of time meticulously arranging the way he looks each day; he never lets anybody mess up his hair or clothes, but when it comes to you, he likes when you make him look disheveled.
Dirty Secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
▪️▫️ Likes when you bite him, especially the crook of the neck (upper trapezius muscle if you only know the medical name for it.) If you continuously bite even after it's well sore, it sends shivers down his body.
Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they're doing?)
▪️▫️ Has been with multiple other people before you. He’s not the type of guy to go to an event and plan to leave with somebody, but if somebody approaches him or he approaches somebody and there’s mutual interest, he’ll be down for a hookup. He’s been with enough people to know what he likes and doesn’t like.
Favorite position (this goes without saying)
▪️ Call him boring, but he likes missionary; in his experience everything else looks more appealing than it actually is. He likes to look at your face and kiss you. He likes cowgirl too, but he wants to be on top of you.
▫️ Stebbins says he likes vulnerability, but he’s still shy with you. If you’re the first guy he’s ever been with, he lets you take control a lot of the time because he’s new to this. As he gets more comfortable with you, he’ll admit that he does like doggy. If you laugh, he’ll go red and never say it again.
Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
▪️▫️ Stebbins isn’t goofy at all; he made a joke once before he was with you, and it went so bad that it ruined the mood completely, and he never did it again. But if you were to make a joke, he’ll chuckle and might even join in.
Hair (how well groomed are they?does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
▪️▫️ Not completely shaved but groomed well. When it comes to you, he doesn’t care; he just wants you to be hygienic.
Intimacy (how romantic is he?)
▪️ He can be both romantic and lustful; it just depends. If you were celebrating an anniversary, his love would overpower his lust for you. He’s a lot more gentle and isn’t as fast as he normally is.
▫️ He prefers when you roughhouse him, but if it's an anniversary or a holiday, he’ll enjoy you being sappy and all.
Jerking off (masturbation headcanon)
▪️▫️ Before getting with you, Stebbins did it as much as the average person; it all varies on how long he’s gone without intimacy. But now that Stebbins is dating you, it's gone down significantly. He’d only do it if he’s in the mood and you aren’t; he can sort himself out just fine.
Kink (one or more of their kinks)
▪️▫️ Choking and not in a hurting-you kind of way. He’s more turned on by how much trust you put in him and how vulnerable you allow yourself to be. He’s not used to people trusting him like that, so it means a lot coming from you. If you want to do it back to him, he doesn’t mind, but if you go light on him, he’ll call you out and encourage you to be rougher.
Location (favorite places to do the do)
▪️▫️ Stebbins would have to be horny out of his mind for him to do it outside of his house or a private place. If those needs are met, the only place he could really do it is in the back of a car. Only does it with you once before deciding to not do it again. His favorite place will always be doing it in his house, with the second-best thing being hotel beds. They're just so cold, and he doesn't have to worry about washing anything the next morning.
Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
▪️▫️ Being touchy is an easy way to rile him up. If you're cuddling together and you're rubbing his chest and kissing him, he might try and initiate something. If he thinks you're doing it innocently with no innuendos behind it, he'll try and control himself. usually initiates it, but if you want intimacy more frequently, just ask and he’ll deliver.
No (something they wouldn't do, turn offs)
▪️▫️ Not into anything that would bring in another person. He believes intimacy is something that's private and between two people only, and bringing in another person violates that.
Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
▪️▫️ Stebbins likes to be on both sides. The feeling of you pulling his hair and pushing him further down excites him. He likes both but prefers to give. But if you’re good with giving, then he’ll want to receive it. It depends on who's more talented in the relationship.
Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
▪️ Stebbins maintains a nice pace that he knows the both of you are satisfied with. His pace really depends on how desperate he is to get you and him off.
▫️ He doesn’t care how fast and rough or slow and sensual you are as long as he gets off. He knows you wouldn’t purposely hurt him, so he lets you take control.
Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
▪️▫️ Stebbins will always be down for one with no shame. He’ll almost always initiate it, and if he doesn’t, it means he has something important to do, like trying to cram in one final study session before taking an exam. But afterwards he’ll come home and do one with you.
Risk (are they down to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
▪️▫️ When you say "risk," he might take it as you wanting to do something public or at least something of that nature, which is a firm no on his end. He’s not the type to push boundaries when it comes to intimacy. He doesn’t want to see how “far he can go”; he wants you to trust him and isn’t willing to risk that.
Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
▪️▫️ Stebbins isn't a god; he can't go on forever. He has his limits just like anybody else. He can go for a couple of rounds, but after that he's done, and he'll knock out shortly after.
Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
▪️ ▫️ Very unlikely Stebbins would own any toys. You’re more likely to see him walk on the moon before buying any of that stuff. He has this idea in his head that it's for people who have boring sex lives. But if you were to buy one, he’d reluctantly try it, but only on you; he needs more convincing before he lets some plastic or whatever touch him.
Unfair (how much they like to tease)
▪️▫️ Stebbins has no problem teasing you. It's a secret hobby of his. He’ll edge you on forever while he watches you squirm around continuously begging him. When the roles are reversed, it's no longer funny. He acts like he hates it but deep down loves it. Unfortunately for you, you’ve never managed to break his mask of indifference.
Volume (how loud they are, what
sounds they make, etc.)
▪️▫️ He’s not the most vocal, but he’s not afraid to let you know he feels good. He’ll groan and grunt in your ear. He gets louder if he was drinking beforehand; he moans, but only when he's close.
Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
▪️▫️ It’s not exactly wild, but he likes your voice a lot. He finds it to be very attractive. Whether it's used to praise him, degrade him, or command him, he loves it. Even outside of the bedroom, he’ll let you talk his ears off while he’s either working or studying.
X-ray (size)
▪️▫️ Stebbins is bigger than average; it's not anything crazy. What he lacks in girth he makes up for in skill.
Yearning (how high is their sex drive)
▪️▫️ It depends; sometimes Stebbins can go a while without intimacy, but other times he’ll want to do it every other day. Either way, he doesn’t mind if you want to do it less; he can do it less himself, or if you want it often, he can do it more often.
Zzzz (how fast do they fall asleep)
▪️▫️ Stebbins will fall asleep minutes later. It doesn’t matter how intense it was; he’s in such a relaxed state of mind afterwards that falling asleep is the next step.
could I have a Pete McVries x Reader where it’s their wedding night and reader is very traditional and inexperienced?
Baby, This Love I have - Minnie Riperton
This is the best day of your life, finally getting to marry Pete after years of shy glances, soft pecks and innocent touches. You had met a while after The Long Walk, offering comfort and love that he gladly accepted.
He'd kept true to his word and opened multiple care homes for the less fortunate, and had a nice ol' home built on a big farm for you guys. Spending your wedding dancing and eating cake- you were almost to tired to finish off your night...almost.
''I could damn near drown in 'er''
He mumbled between your legs, harms hooked around your thighs to keep you from squirming, he had your juices coated from his lips down to his chin. Pete had been toying around with your clit between his lips, licking and sucking before going lower and sticking his tongue into your heat.
''Mmm Pete...please, I need you.''
You whined for more, hand stroking across his face to try and get him up- you really were enjoying this more than you'd expect, but your body craved just more from him, and he knew it too.
''I know, sweet thing', I'm just makin' sure you ready f'me.''
He kissed up your thighs, slotting two fingers in and curling, you were more than ready for him but Pete loved the way your breathing shallowed and legs shook just as you neared that peak. He'd been pulling back each time your legs trembled as a signal of your impending release.
''I jus' wanna have a lil' more fun wit' you.''
His lips locked around your sensitive clit, his fingers continued to thrust in slowly while he savored your sweetness, if it weren't for the ache between his own legs, Pete would've spent the whole night worshiping you like you built the whole world and blessed him life.
''Pete! please- mmm, baby I- want it..!''
Your legs pressed against the sides of his head, he couldn't bear it any longer and sat up on his knees, bringing up his hand and licking your juices off his fingers- all while staring at you adoringly. He moved on over to hover over you, one arm next to your head to hold him up right next to your head while the other lifted your thigh over his hip.
''I'm gon' go in real slow, no holding back on me now, right suga' ?''
He kissed your cheeks, pressing into you oh so painfully slow, thankfully he took his time to prepare you, cause the stretch around him was simply intoxicating. You both let out a sigh when he finally bottomed in, the grip on your thigh near bruising as Pete restrained himself, wanting to make your night as special as you made him feel.
''Please move, Pete baby, I need all of you.''
You whispered in his ear, sending goosebumps down his neck as he shuddered from the feeling of your warm breath against his ear. He pressed his lips against yours, tongue slipping in against yours as he slowly thrusts into a set pace.
The way he was so gentle with you, speaking softly and going out of his way to make sure your very first time would be revolutionary, you clenched around him at just the thought of how sweet he'll treat you for the rest of your lives.
''Ain't this nice? huh, Mrs. Mcvries.''
Hearing the way he addressed you sent a jolt of pleasure down your body all the way to your core, your legs instinctively locked around his hips and pulled him in for more, fingers digging into his biceps to ground yourself.
''I wanna hear you say it, say that you my wife now.''
He groaned out into your ear, Pete was in no way possessive, but the idea of you baring his name, his children and having everyone know that you're the pretty little thing that The Pete Mcrvies gets to flaunt around town as his love.
The one and only. He practically moaned hearing it fall from your pouty lips, His thrust picked up in pace, his hand going between your bodies to rub sloppily at your clit, drinking up the way you cried out at the double stimulation.
''Thas' right, you my pretty lil' thing, gon' make sure it engraves in that noggin' a' yours''
He could feel from the way you spasmed around him that you were close, building up his movements, Pete leaned down and pressed a kiss on the stray tear down your face, his heart swelled at how fucked out you got.
He peppered you in more kissed, finally ending on your lips as your orgasm crashed down onto you, his own following suit. He kept thrusting you both through your highs, you could feel your mixed juices coating the back of your thighs and his own crotch.
The two of you laid there, basking in the warmth of it all, soft giggles and kisses shared as you finally got up, only to snuggle up under the sheets, hands locked together as you rested your head on his chest, hearing the way his heart beat ever so softly. Your eyes peered up to the banner that lays over your bed.
☆ carl x aniya, 2.2k wc, not proofread!
☆ warnings: fluff, smut
the snow capped mountains of Colorado reflected the beaming light into the goggles of aniya’s ski gear.
Nantucket was great for an early fall vacation, a chance to get away from the fast paced nature of the post-villa lifestyle and focus on their relationship. so much focus, in fact, that carl asked to be aniya’s boyfriend at his family’s private beach during the last night of the trip.
the tangle of their bodies that took place shortly after (on the beach, in the kitchen, in the shower, in the bed and once again in the morning) felt untamed, but necessary as they wouldn’t be able to see one another for the next month.
carl nearly became a shell of himself. his smile never quite crinkled the corners of his eyes like it did normally, his soft spoken voice became blunt, and he couldn’t even focus during PT classes. they would text everyday and call every night, but it wasn’t the same as being able to physically feel his girlfriend.
one night carl felt particularly…. lonely. his right hand and the scantily clad photos she sent weren't enough. he video called her as soon as he was back to his apartment, pent up and needy. the things he said over the phone, the way she coaxed climaxes out of him using her voice alone, carl knew he had to see her again, and soon.
and now they were here, on the second day of their snowy escape. the first day was spent refamiliarizing their bodies with one another. well rested, they were now ready for the intended purpose of the trip.
they spent the first half of the day skiing, aniya finally getting the lesson from carl she had been looking forward to for months. they were off to the side in their own world as per usual, giggling and smiling every time aniya stumbled and carl caught her, “carl you have to hold on tighter! I’m gonna fall!”
“I’m right here don't worry. I’ll always be here to catch you,” she stood up and frowned at him, his sweetness being one of aniya’s favorite qualities about him. she placed a quick peck on his cheek before returning to her attempts to stand upright on the skis. carl had his hand hovering her lower back, “are you ready to try again?”
aniya rolled her shoulders back before responding, “yes sir!” carl flushed at the nickname, “sir? I like the sound of that…” aniya playfully swatted at him before losing balance and nearly tumbling to the ground, just for her knight in shining armor to catch her and stand her upright.
hours later, they retired the skis to attempt snowboarding. carl would be lying if he said he didn't try to impress aniya a bit, hitting an ollie before the board slid across the solid snow. she squealed in awe, a cute habit carl had come to love. she fawned over her athletic boyfriend, leaving carl bashful yet filled with pride. he liked when aniya was proud of him.
after a couple snowmen and an impromptu snowball fight, carl and aniya were sufficiently soaked and tuckered out. carl used the last of his strength to sling aniya over his shoulder and carry her back to their shared cabin.
the cozy cabin was well stocked and aptly decorated. the fireplace was already lit by the housekeepers that had left not too long ago judging by the faint scent of cleaner lingering in the air. carl tore off his gear, his hair sticking to his forehead from his chilled sweating. aniya was damp too, her snowy outer layers hitting the wooden floor after carl’s.
carl draped a big fuzzy blanket over his shoulders before cozying up to the front of the fireplace. spreading his arms wide, he beckoned aniya to join him. she sat in front of him, his bare chest against her undergarments as they huddled for warmth.
basking in the warmth of the fireplace, they cuddled together. moments of silence were cut by the crackle of the fireplace, inviting conversation reminiscing on the villa life and how chaotic it's been since they met.
“I’m so glad that we found each other, like genuinely,” carl smiled to himself at aniya’s signature words before placing a light peck on her cheek, “I’m glad too aniya, I really am.”
carl crooned his neck down to tap his forehead to her temple, aniya responded in kind by turning her head to meet his gaze. their lips ghosted over one another as their breath circulated, both too hesitant to close the gap. once their bottom lips brushed one another, carl took the initiative— locking their mouths together in a deep slow kiss.
the way their lips caressed was so gentle, yet hesitant— as if they were teetering on breaking the bough of arousal they attempted to stave off. carl had already worn aniya thin the night before. combined with the hours of snow sports, he at least wanted aniya to have the ability to walk tomorrow. fortunately for carl, his moral dilemma was solved by aniya’s needy tongue slipping into his mouth.
his restraint snapped, carl’s hand snaked up aniya’s feverish body to land on her neck— pulling her to face him completely. with only one hand, he had complete coverage of her throat. he applied slight pressure to the sides, coaxing heavy pants out of aniya in between kisses
they craved one another, kissing as if they could never possibly be close enough to each other. as if no matter how much saliva they exchanged, no matter how flush their bodies were, no matter how deep they were, there would still be more area to consume.
beads of sweat were forming on aniya’s forehead. whether from the heat of the fireplace or the embers carl sparked across her body as they made out, she didn't know. frankly she didn't even want to distinguish the heat, instead she concentrated it in her stomach and let it build, sending waves of arousal down to her panty-clad cunt.
carl detached from her, dropping his hand from her neck and instead spreading out the blanket behind him. slowly, he laid back without breaking eye contact with his girlfriend. aniya watched as he lowered himself, curious as to how she was meant to move. without warning, carl lifted her hips, making her thick thighs straddle his crotch.
the pressure of his hardening dick brushing against her pussy was short lived as he lifted aniya to land her soft ass cheeks against his pecs. her now cunt dangerously close to his desperate mouth. carl looked down at the wet spot forming on her panties and deeply inhaled, relishing in her arousal.
“can you sit on my face for me?” the smooth tenor in his voice was vibrating through her. his typical calm nature felt like a far cry from the man in front of aniya. his tousled hair held a shade of brown that could barely be reflected in his blown out irises. his pecs rose and fell against the flesh of aniya's ass as he panted. he wasn't just desperate, he was needy. aniya’s pussy was his life force, and he was starving.
he blew onto the cloth covering her cunt, watching how the cool air made her constrict around nothing. more arousal seeps out, soaking her panties even more. his elongated tongue licks a stripe up her slit and her back arches in direct response as aniya mewled out his name, “carl… are you sure?”
aniya sometimes said things that carl found to be silly, like when she kept thanking him for a second chance at their final date. to carl, there was no other option in his mind. aniya makes up the cogs that keep his brain turning, it was always going to be her. not to mention carl was a big burly man himself, he could handle aniya’s curvy body with ease, and if this happened to be the way he went, he wouldn't mind at all.
he nipped at her protruding clit, “I would suffocate between your thighs if I could aniya,” he kissed the inside of her thigh, “just sit on me princess, I want this… please.”
aniya lifted her hips and pulled her panties off before slowly lowering her glistening heat onto carl’s eager tongue.
carl moans at the first taste, her slick arousal gliding into his mouth. he involuntarily bucks up in front of her, slurping in between her folds. he latched his lips to her clit and started sucking, using his wide tongue to periodically lick at the underside of her engorged bud.
aniya whimpered out pleas of overstimulation, but that only encouraged carl more in his imaginary competition to get aniya to cum. using his forearms to latch her thighs closer to his head, he ate her out like it was last meal. carl wanted to drown in her juices, he couldn't get enough.
aniya’s hands planted themselves on the wooden floor as she leaned forward. she made a sorry attempt to hover her cunt above carl’s mouth, but his grip was too much.
a loud whine ripped out of aniya as carl continued to devour her. carl took this as an incentive to lightly nip and bite at her clit, immediately following it with his stiffened tongue plowing into her pussy.
aniya’s eyes shot open as her fingers scrambled to grip something, anything that could ground her. her nails landed in the mess that was carls hair, scratching at his scalp causing him to hum in approval. the baritone vibrations against her pussy sent jolts of heat straight to the building knot in her stomach, “SHIT- carl, hah, I’m c-close” she barely managed to get out between moans. aniya could feel him smirk against her folds as he continued to fuck into her pulsating core.
aniya squirmed on his tongue, fighting the urge to fuck his face to get herself over the edge. carl pulled her closer and loosens his grip on her thighs, inviting aniya to rut into his mouth.
the gravity of the entire situation weighs hard on carl’s mind, literally. freeing his leftover hand from her thigh completely, he skillfully unzips his trousers and lets his aching dick free. his fingers dance over the head causing him to shudder into aniya.
her hazy gaze shifted downwards from the sudden loss of contact from her thigh. seeing his vigorous movements and how desperate he was to cum while eating her out was enough to send aniya over the edge.
“ohhh fuckfuckfuck I’m cum-” her orgasm ripped through her, effectively cutting herself off. carl lapped up every drop that he could. his now free and slick fingers found solace on her clit and vigorously rubbed to get more cum out of her.
aniya twitched and shivered from the overstimulation, after shocks morphing into action potentials for her impending orgasm. carl was feral and unrelenting, eating aniya out like his life was dependent on it.
aniya used the last bit of energy in her thick thighs to rip her soaking pussy away from carl’s mouth, landing on his abdomen. aniya leaned backwards on her hands in an attempt to calm herself down.
carl, however, still couldn't rest. he couldn't help the way his hands snaked up her hips, locking around her waist before leaving indents after squeezing. and he certainly couldn't help the forced rocking of aniya’s hips against each ridge of his solid abs.
“can you cum for me again baby? I know you can do it,” his soft begging juxtaposed by the unrelenting pace he had aniya moving at.
aniya was a whimpering mess; her hair matted to her face from the sweat, her head thrown back as she mewled to the ceiling, tears welling in her eyes at the sheer force of carl’s now glistening abs blissfully rubbing against her sopping pussy.
“carl ngh- fuck,” she crooned out, “I’m gonna c-cum again!” he felt his dick jump at her words, but didn't move to remove his hands in the slightest. instead, his flush tip slapped against his happy trail every as he fucked the air, using the deity in front of him to bring himself closer to the edge.
it was all so nasty, so degenerate, yet imbued with passion. only one could bring the other to this state. they were already that special to one another, able to bring out their most debaucherous desires and have them intertwine in such harmonious fashion. it was beautiful, a dance of intimacy— and the record had just scratched.
carl came first after watching the trail of arousal left on his abs as aniya rode them. she so pretty all desperate for an orgasm, it was one of carl's favorite expressions on her. similarly for aniya, watching carl’s facial expressions contort as moans of aniya’s decorated the smooth chords of his voice was the last push she needed to squirt all over his abdomen.
aniya’s thighs clenched as her hole sputtered out the last drops of cum she could muster before she collapsed backward onto carl's legs.
they both laid there, letting the crackle of the fireplace fill the silence again. content, happy, and fucked out. a lackadaisical giggle left aniya's lips first and carl joined in, causing light laughter to drift through the halls. it was peace like this that made the entire hellish villa experience worth it for them both.
# WARNINGS! implied reader is chubby. second person pov, use of y/n. possible ooc caleb. reader comparing self to other girls. messy writing. english isn’t my first language; grammar/writing errors. bad summary.
# SUMMARY! you and caleb are coupled up together. you’ve gotten comfortable around the villa, but recently you’ve been feeling different. you think no one has noticed but caleb has. and he is going to try his best to make you feel better.
# AUTHOR’S NOTE! my first love island story <3 and request, thank to all who requested!! i’ll be getting to your requests soon, it’s just my laptop broke and i’m not used to writing on my phone 😭 the pictures don’t really have anything to do with the story, i just need them for my format. please request more (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)
you wake up next to caleb, hearing the loud intercom voice you’ve been hearing for three weeks wake you up again. you immediately cover your eyes with your hands, not wanting to get up yet. the sheets are warm, and caleb’s arm is already around you like he never let go in his sleep. you quietly groan as you hear the other islanders start waking up too, drawers opening, someone laughing down the beds. caleb shifts beside you and rubs your arm with his thumb, slow and sleepy. “y/n it’s time to get up,” he says in that soft voice, like he’s smiling even with his eyes barely open. “i don’t want to,” you complain, still blocking the light. he makes a tiny sound like a laugh and scoots closer. “c’mon. i’ll carry you to the beauty room if you’d like.” your stomach flips, nerves hitting fast. the image of being picked up flashes in your head, old and uncomfortable, and you sit up way too quickly. caleb’s eyes open more, alarmed for a second, but he doesn’t ask right away. he just rubs your back, steady. “it’s okay,” you say quickly, smoothing your hair down even though it’s already falling in messy waves from being curled around him all night.
“i’ll get up.” caleb nods, like he’s choosing not to make you explain anything at seven in the morning. “alright then,” he says. “what would you like for breakfast?” you swing your legs off the bed and feel the cool floor under your feet. “uuhm… something light. no pancakes today.” you try to make it sound casual, like it’s just a craving thing. caleb stands too, stretching a little, shirt riding up for a second before he fixes it. “okay,” he says easily. “i’ll add more fruit then. you want coffee or tea?” you both leave the bedroom and step into the hallway. most of the islanders are still in their beds, but you and caleb are always the first ones out. the villa smells faintly like sunscreen and the ocean. “green tea is fine,” you say, and you manage a small smile. “okay, perfect. i’ll start on it now.” caleb walks with you until the staircase that leads up to the beauty room. you stop at the bottom step and look up at him. “thank you so much, see you in a bit.” you kiss his cheek and hug him, and he kisses you back, quick and sweet, like he can’t help it. his hands settle at your waist for a second, grounding. “drink water,” he murmurs, and then he’s holding out your water bottle he’s been carrying it the whole time. you blink, taking it. “you’re insane,” you tease softly. “i’m prepared,” he corrects, and he walks away toward the kitchen.
you head upstairs, water bottle clutched in your hand like a little comfort object. when you walk into the beauty room, it’s still empty. you exhale without realizing you were holding your breath and take your usual unassigned seat. the counters are spotless, mirrors lit bright, the closets lined up like little display cases. lately, you’ve been feeling nervous around the girls. you find yourself looking at them and how perfect they are, how easy they seem in their own skin, like they never have to second-guess a strap or an angle or a camera. you rub your face with your hands, a little rough, trying to wake yourself up and wipe the thoughts away before they get too loud.
trinity walks in smiling and sees you first. “you okay girl?” she asks, tossing her hair back like it’s nothing. you drop your hands and smile. “yeah of course, just still waking up,” you say, even though you can feel that small twist in your stomach already. trinity nods, then heads to her assigned closet. “c’mon, pick out your swimsuit. you can borrow one of mine,” she says, pulling out options like she’s shopping in her own store. the girls start entering the room in little waves, voices building, drawers being opened, someone’s lip gloss snapping shut. “you want this one?” trinity asks, holding up a white halter bikini with an open-front top and side-tie bottoms. it looks… pretty. it also looks like it might show less than some of the others, and that makes you feel relieved and guilty at the same time. you nod. “thank you, trin,” you say, taking it carefully like it’s delicate. she smiles like you just accepted a compliment.
you head toward the bathroom. “you’re not gonna change in here?” aniya asks as she’s already changing into her swimsuit. “uh, i wanna wash my face. i might as well change there,” you say, trying not to sound suspicious. the girls nod in unison, not really thinking twice. the girls bathroom is private, no cameras, and as soon as the door closes, the quiet hits. you change quickly, peeling off your pajamas and slipping into the bikini. you look up at the mirror automatically. your eyes flick over your body, and you frown before you can stop yourself. you look away fast, like you got caught doing something wrong. “stop,” you whisper, then turn the faucet on. you wash your face with your cleanser, the cold water helping a little, the routine giving you something to do with your hands. you pat your skin dry and practice a neutral expression in the mirror, you’re usually good at containing your fascia expressions.
you walk back into the beauty room and sit down, finishing your skincare. the girls are mostly changed now, already in their seats. you’re about to start on your makeup but someone knocks on the door and the girls call out, “come in!”
it’s caleb.
your face brightens without you even trying, like your body knows him before your brain can spiral. caleb walks in carrying a plate and a mug, careful not to bump anyone. he sets everything beside your mirror on the table, and it’s arranged in a convenient way. “morning,” he says softly. “the tea is very hot. i put a little teenie bit of sugar in it, just so it isn’t bitter.” he points at the plate. “toasted bread with avocado, your eggs just the way you like them. i also got the good fruit. and i remembered you like the fruit cut, not whole.” your throat tightens a little at that, at the tiny detail. he rubs your back while you sit there, like he’s checking in without making it obvious. “thank you, caleb,” you say, looking up at him. “i really appreciate it.” he smiles and leans in for a kiss. the girls immediately “awww,” and you both blush, you laughing into his mouth a little because it’s embarrassing and sweet at the same time. “caleb does not play about the breakfast,” kayda says, grinning. “he’s always the first one to bring it.” you and caleb laugh. “i’m gonna make myself breakfast,” caleb says. “c’mon down in a bit, yeah?” you nod. “yeah.” he squeezes your shoulder gently before he leaves, and you let out a deep sigh you didn’t even realize you were holding.
you finish getting ready, styling your hair while your tea cools. aniya is putting on body oil next to you, shimmering like she’s made of sunlight. you glance a few times, trying not to. aniya catches you anyway. “you want some baby?” she asks, closing the oil but still rubbing it into her skin. you nod with a small smile. “yeah, please.” she passes it to you, and the bottle is warm from her hands. you rub a little on your shoulders and collarbones, trying to be normal about it.
when you leave the beauty room, two of the other girls walk with you. you’re holding your water bottle in one hand and your plate in the other, tea carefully balanced on top. you move slowly, making sure nothing spills, because spilling would feel like one more thing to be embarrassed about. you head toward the kitchen where caleb is still making his breakfast. you sit on the far left side of the island, not wanting to take up too much space. you can see caleb finishing up his plate, talking softly with the other guys, laughing at something you didn’t hear. you sip your tea and look out at the pool, the water bright, calm, and still.
“i really like how you styled your hair today, y/n,” you hear a voice say in front of you. you blink, realizing you zoned out. caleb is now sitting across from you, his plate in front of him, fork in hand. “ah, thank you,” you say, smiling. “hopefully it doesn’t get ruined before the afternoon.” “you’ve barely touched your food?” caleb asks, eyebrows raised, eyes dropping to your plate. heat crawls up your neck. “yeah, sorry. i was a little busy getting ready,” you say quickly, and you poke at a piece of fruit like proof. “but the tea’s really good. what did you make?” caleb glances at his plate. “pancakes with eggs and fruit. just simple.” then he looks back at you, and his voice drops a little. “you sure you’re okay?” you nod too fast. “yeah. i’m okay.” caleb doesn’t call you out. he just reaches across the counter and taps the edge of your plate with his fingertips. “eat a little for me,” he says softly, like it’s not a command, like it’s a favor. “two bites. and if you’re done, you’re done.” your chest tightens at how gentle he’s being. you nod, picking up a piece of toast. you take a bite. then another. caleb’s shoulders ease like he’s been holding tension you didn’t see. “good bite,” he murmurs, and he smiles at you like you did something brave.
but the rest of the day, the feeling doesn’t go away.
and the next day, it’s worse.
you wake up and the intercom is just as loud, but you feel smaller. you don’t ask for pancakes. you don’t even consider it. you tell yourself you’re just not hungry, that it’s the heat, that it’s nerves. you put on more clothes than usual. a long crotchet skirt cover-up with a bikini that gave the most coverage. you keep adjusting straps, pulling fabric up, tugging it down, like your hands can’t relax. at breakfast, you pick at your food. you leave more than you eat. caleb watches but doesn’t embarrass you about it, just slides your water closer and says, “sip,” like it’s a little message between you.
after breakfast, in the beauty room, the girls are loud and bright again. the girls decided to touch up their makeup and outfits since everyone did a cute yoga class, directed by you, aniya, and trinity. you smile when they smile. you laugh when they laugh. you wait until the last possible to do your touch ups. and when you do, you’re checking your bikini, the ‘safe option’. you thought it would make you feel safer because it’s less revealing than some others, but when it’s on your body, under these lights, in front of all these mirrors, you feel exposed anyway.
the girls slowly file out, one by one, grabbing sunglasses and lip gloss and water bottles, calling out quick “see you outside!”s. you answer, “yeah, i’ll be right there.” then the door clicks shut, and suddenly it’s just you and the mirrors.
you stand there for a second too long. the air conditioner hums. there’s a smear of powder on one counter. a hair tie left behind. you step closer to your mirror. you stare at your reflection, and your brain starts doing that thing where it lists everything it thinks you should fix. your stomach twists. your eyes sting. “don’t,” you whisper, but your voice shakes. tears slip out anyway, fast and hot. you wipe them quickly, like you can erase them before anyone sees, but the more you wipe, the more your skin turns pink, and then you look even more like you’ve been crying. you press your palms against the counter, breathing shallow. “get it together,” you whisper, blinking hard. “just go outside.”
there’s a soft knock at the door. you freeze like you got caught. “y/n?” caleb’s voice, gentle, careful. your heart drops. you wipe your cheeks again, turning your face away from the mirror. “yeah,” you call out, trying to sound normal. “come in.” the door opens slowly, and caleb steps inside. his hair still a little messy like he ran his hands through it. he takes one look at you and stops. his face changes immediately, softness sliding in like he knows without you saying anything. you force a smile and busy your hands with nothing, reaching for a makeup wipe you don’t need. “hey,” you say too brightly. “i was just— i’m coming.”
caleb closes the door behind him quietly. “you don’t have to pretend with me,” he says. your throat tightens. “i’m not pretending,” you whisper, but your voice cracks. caleb walks over slow, like he’s approaching a scared animal, like he’s trying not to startle you. you laugh once, broken. “i’m fine. i’m literally fine.” caleb reaches out and gently takes the makeup wipe from your fingers, sets it down, and then he’s right in front of you. “hey,” he murmurs. you try to blink the tears back but it’s too late, they spill again, and you turn your head like hiding your face will make it less embarrassing. caleb’s hand slides to your cheek, thumb brushing under your eye. “look at me,” he says softly, like a request. you shake your head. “caleb, i’m being stupid.” “you’re not,” he says, firmer now, still kind. “you’re hurting.”
your shoulders shake once, and that’s all it takes. you cover your face with your hands, the same way you did this morning, except now it’s not the sunlight you’re blocking. caleb steps closer and wraps his arms around you, careful, warm, holding you like he’s anchoring you back to earth. “i got you,” he whispers into your hair. “i got you.” you breathe in and smell his cologne and sunscreen, and the familiar scent makes something in you collapse. you let out a quiet sob you hate yourself for, but caleb doesn’t flinch. his hands rub your back in slow circles. “talk to me,” he says. “what’s been going on?”
you pull back just enough to breathe, wiping at your face with the back of your hand. “i don’t know,” you say, voice small. “i just… i look at the other girls and i feel—” you swallow hard. “i feel like i’m not doing this right. like i’m not… villa pretty. i’m not confident like them. i keep trying and i still feel like the weird one.” caleb’s eyes soften even more. he cups your face with both hands, thumbs resting right under your cheekbones like he’s holding something precious. “listen to me,” he says quietly. “i’m here, and i’m choosing you. every day.” your lip trembles. “but i’ve been—” you gesture vaguely, ashamed. “i haven’t been eating, and i keep covering up, and i keep— i don’t even know when it started.” caleb nods like he’s been noticing, like he’s been worried, like he’s relieved you’re saying it out loud. “i noticed,” he admits gently. “and i didn’t want to push. i didn’t want to make you feel worse.” he leans his forehead against yours. “but i don’t want you shrinking yourself for this place. i don’t want you skipping meals. not because you think you have to compete. you don’t.” you close your eyes, tears slipping again. “i’m scared,” you whisper. “of looking stupid. of being the girl everyone pities. of being the one who’s not enough.”
caleb’s hands slide to your shoulders, steadying you. “you wanna know what i see?” he asks. you don’t answer at first. you don’t trust compliments when you feel like this. caleb waits until you open your eyes. “i see someone kind,” he says. “i see someone real. i see someone i want to wake up next to.” your breath catches. caleb’s mouth curves into a small smile, like he’s trying to give you something lighter to hold onto. “and i see someone who’s gonna take a deep breath with me right now.” you sniff and nod, and caleb breathes in slowly, guiding you without making it a whole thing. you follow. in. out. your shoulders drop a fraction.
“okay,” caleb whispers, brushing a kiss to your cheek, right where your tears were. then the other cheek. “you don’t have to be like anybody else in here.” he wipes under your eye gently with his thumb. “you just have to be you. and you already are.” you swallow, blinking, trying to steady. “i don’t feel like it.” “that’s okay,” he says. “we can go out there anyway.” he reaches behind you, picking up your cover-up from the chair and holding it out without telling you what to do. “wear it or don’t. but either way, you’re coming with me.” you take it, fingers brushing his. then you step into him again, wrapping your arms around his waist like you need the proof that he’s real. caleb holds you back, tight enough to mean it. “i’m here,” he murmurs into your hair. “and i’m not going anywhere.” you close your eyes, breathing him in, letting the words settle. “okay,” you whisper, voice still shaky but steadier than before. “okay. let’s go.”
caleb keeps his hand in yours as you both leave the beauty room, like he’s making sure you don’t slip back into your head the second the door opens. the hallway feels brighter than it should, and you blink a few times like you’re adjusting to being perceived again. “you good?” he asks quietly, thumb rubbing your knuckles. you nod, even though your stomach is still fluttering. “yeah. i’m good.” caleb hums like he hears the part you didn’t say. he leans in, lips brushing your temple for half a second, quick and private. “okay. i’m proud of you.” your chest tightens, but in a different way.
outside, the villa is already loud. islanders talking to each other about anything and everything. the pool water flashes in the sun like it’s showing off, just like it was this morning. the girls are clustered on the loungers, all shiny shoulders and easy laughter. you feel your body automatically want to fold in, to disappear. your fingers tighten around your cover-up, and caleb notices. “hey,” he says, stepping in front of you for just a beat. “look at me.” you lift your eyes. caleb’s expression is soft but sure. “you’re with me, alright?” he asks. “and you’re safe.” you swallow. “okay.” he nods once like that settles it, then walks with you toward the loungers.
“there they are!” kayda calls, waving. “finally, y/n!” trinity grins, scooting over to make room. you try to smile like it doesn’t feel like walking onto a stage. “i’m here,” you say, voice light. you sit down carefully, smoothing your cover-up over your thighs. caleb drops next you and immediately starts fanning you with his hand like it’s the most dramatic thing ever. “caleb,” you whisper, half laughing. “stop.” “it’s hot,” he says, dead serious, like he’s protecting you from the sun personally. “i’m doing my job.” you roll your eyes, but your shoulders loosen a little. trinity laughs. “he’s ridiculous.” “i know,” you murmur, and your mouth tilts up for real this time.
for a while, it’s okay. you sip your water. you listen more than you talk. caleb tosses you tiny comments under his breath, little observations that make you snort, like “why is he walking like that” and “i swear i saw that bug was here yesterday.” when the girls start talking about outfits for later, you feel that familiar pinch in your chest again, but caleb’s foot bumps yours gently, like a reminder to stay here. you nod to yourself, small.
when it’s time for lunch, everyone drifts inside in messy groups. the producers had let you all fend for yourself for lunch. you hang back a second on the couch, pretending to adjust your cover-up, pretending you didn’t get tired just from holding yourself together. caleb slows with you. “you hungry?” he asks. you open your mouth to say no automatically, and caleb’s eyebrows lift, just a little. not judgment. just… a quiet check-in. you exhale. “maybe. a little.” caleb smiles like you just handed him something important. “okay,” he says. “let’s get you something small.” you nod. “okay.” he takes your water bottle again without asking and grabs your hand, like it’s part of his routine, and he walks you into the kitchen.
the kitchen is chaos in the way it always is. plates clinking, fridge opening and closing, someone hovering around the toaster. caleb guides you to a spot at the counter and stands close enough that you can feel him without having to look at him. “sit,” he says, and it’s gentle, not bossy. you sit. he opens the fridge and starts pulling things out like he’s done it a hundred times. yogurt. berries. a little honey. he finds the smallest bowl on purpose. you notice, and your throat tightens again.
“is this okay?” he asks, sliding it toward you like it’s an offering. “yeah,” you whisper. you pick up the spoon. your hand shakes a little, and you hate that it does. caleb sees it anyway. he leans down beside you, voice low. “you don’t have to finish it,” he says. “just try.” you nod, taking a bite. it’s cold and sweet. it doesn’t feel like too much. caleb’s shoulders ease like he can finally breathe. “good,” he murmurs, and he presses a kiss to the top of your head, quick and soft, like he can’t help it.
the rest of the afternoon passes in pieces. you laugh a little more. you still go quiet sometimes, still feel the comparisons flicker, but caleb keeps you anchored in small ways. he puts sunscreen on your shoulders without making it weird, rubbing it in slowly, like it’s just natural. he hands you your sunglasses before you even ask. he tells you when your lip gloss smudges, then wipes it gently with his thumb like he’s fixing something precious. you keep catching yourself thinking, maybe i can do this. maybe i can be here.
that night, when the villa finally quiets down, you’re back in bed with caleb, the air cool, the lights dim. you’re turned toward him, knees tucked up, your fingers tracing absent little shapes on his forearm. caleb watches you like he’s waiting for you to speak first. “thank you,” you whisper. caleb’s brows pinch. “for what?” you stare at his arm, voice small. “for… not making me feel dumb.” caleb’s expression softens immediately. he shifts closer, pulling you into his chest. “you could never be dumb to me,” he says, like it’s a fact. you close your eyes, your cheek pressed to his skin. “i don’t want to be like this,” you admit, barely audible. caleb’s hand rubs your back, slow. “then we’ll take it one day at a time,” he says. “you don’t have to fix everything tonight.” you swallow, nodding against him. “okay.” “and tomorrow,” caleb adds, voice quiet, “i’m making pancakes.” you pull back slightly, blinking at him. “caleb—” he smiles, mischievous now. “mini pancakes,” he corrects. “with extra fruit cut the way you like.” your lips twitch. “you’re so annoying.” “mhm,” he hums, kissing the tip of your nose. “but you’re gonna eat.” you let out a soft laugh, the kind that feels like relief. “maybe,” you say. caleb raises his brows. you sigh dramatically. “okay. i’ll try.” caleb’s smile turns gentle again. “that’s all i’m asking,” he whispers. then he holds you closer, like he’s keeping you safe from the mirrors, from the cameras, from your own thoughts, just for tonight.
contains: smut with little to no plot, pnv (wrap b4 you tap PLEASE), light fingering (fem recieves), teasing, overstimulation, rough sex, multiple rounds, aftercare, detailed sex
a/n: I mixed together a few requests for this one I hope you don't mind :) ✮⋆˙ req 1 , req 2
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When you first meet Caleb, the man is sweet as pie. Offering to buy you a drink, complimenting the fuck out of you, even slow dancing with you. You had absolutely no idea what would come when he got you into bed.
It was your first night being seriously intimate with each other, sure there was some touching here and there but now it was real. You were completely lost on what round this was, everything went blank the second he saw you in that red lace set.
"Mmm fuck Caleb!" you groan, your body was so tired it didn't even whimper anymore. This was no complaint, he was by far the best you'd ever had.
Caleb was so incredibly pussy drunk, he was mesmerized by the sounds you made, how wet you were, even just the sight of your pussy made him insane. At this point, he was doing all the work, he couldn't stop himself. He held himself up over you, his biceps fully flexed. He pounded into you repeatedly, at a nice steady pace. "Fuck I can't get enough of you." he says in his low country accent.
Sweat was beaded on his forehead as your bodies slammed together. Your legs wrapped around his waist, the grip getting tighter and tighter as you grow towards euphoria. "Fuck don't stop Caleb" you moan, your neck stretched back pushing into the pillow as your hand tugs at his hair. It was like every word, every movement, every sound made him want more from you, he didn't even know what had come over him.
He brings his mouth down to your sensitive nipple and begins lapping at it, between licks around it to little nips and bites at the skin, it drove you to overstimulation, which drove him to again, want more. You liked the overstimulation, it was like something you had never experienced, so many feelings of pleasure all at once.
He balanced himself on his left arm, bringing his right hand down to your clit and rubbing fast circles on it, he kept his mouth on your nipple. It felt like you were about to ascend, your body felt electric. "Is this okay baby" He asks, picking up from your flesh for a brief moment. You try to bring yourself to answer but it's far too much. Your brain short circuited, you could hear the words in your head, but it wouldn't leave your mouth. "Please baby, I need to hear you." he begs. "Yes! Fuck I'm gonna cum!" you cry out. Your walls ached and clenched against him, everywhere you could grip you were gripping, his hair, the sheets, his waist, everywhere.
Every time he slammed into you it felt like you were reaching heaven, "Cum with me baby, I wanna feel it, one more time, I promise." he says, it sounds like he's pleading for your approval which either way, he was getting. Your finish was approaching so fast it felt like you couldn't hold it even if you tried. "Mhm, yes." you hum, no complete sentence would leave your mouth for 48 hours after this.
He escalates the pace one final time, catching fully onto the high. Your finish comes like a harsh wave, flowing out of your body with no control whatsoever, his warm liquid fills up inside you and leaks out slowly. For a minute after he continues, making sure he's giving you all he's got.
He crashes right beside you, the both of you breathing like you've never before. He grabbed onto your hand, holding it lightly just to let you know he was there. "Fuck Caleb." You say over your fast breathing, "I'm sorry, I don't know what got into me." He replies with a chuckle, turning over to press a kiss against your forehead.
After laying there for a while he got up to run you both a bath, filling it with the nice bubble bath he'd gotten you "just because" once he had gotten towels and all out, he came to grab you. You tried to get up and bring yourself, but he didn't let you. He picked you up, legs around his waist, your wet leftovers rubbing against his stomach. "Thanks baby" you say with a giggle as he sets you down.
The both of you set into the warm steamy water of the bath, he sat behind you, lightly massaging your shoulders. "I'm so damn lucky." he says like a confession. You fell more and more in love with his accent each time he spoke, you turn your head and look up at him with the softest eyes, your hand coming up to his hair, lightly using your nails to massage his scalp, "Not as lucky as me baby." You reply, pressing a soft kiss against his lips.
What are some headcanons you have for the walker? Could be silly or more serious.
I really like giving them stupid and silly headcanons lol
I have the most disorganised head ever but I will try my best to translate my headcanons. This will all be in a school/college context. This became so in depth and I just relised you said silly head canons… hope this works!’
1. Collie is Barkovitch’s BIGGEST hater. He has around 21 total hate accounts all on different platforms just dedicated to dawging on that freak. Barkovitch is trying to be a better person after meeting the musketeers but its very much trial and error. Collie his rooting for his change but until then he will forever post all the racist things Gary said on twitter back in highschool, he shan’t ever live that down. The best part about it is no one suspects Collie because everyone respects him and sees him as sweet (he is, just not to Gary)
2. Art actually has a lengthy track record of basic shenanigans from his teens. He thought repenting was a sort of loop hole for about 2 months when he was 15. He never did anything super bad, it was really all just trespassing and property damage charges (he egged alot of houses) but to this day its his biggest shame. Weed was actually the most illegal thing he did, but he tells people he was a horrible kid back in the day and they think he’s talking about like assault and shit but then he’s just like,
“I would never hurt someone, who do you think I am. No… it was drugs… what drugs? *sigh* the devils lettuce… I KNOW ITS BAD I’M PROMISE I’M REFORMED”
He greened out once and thought it was gods punishment, never touched anything bad again (except a cigarette or two)
3. Ray is scared he’s not queer enough. Pete tries to take him to events but he has this weird fear that they will sniff him out and shame him for not being gay enough (he’s plenty queer, literally no one cares) One time he met a off the clock drag queen and used he/him pronouns, he then crumbled to the floor saying
“I’M SORRY I DIDN’T ASK WHAT PRONOUNS YOU USE WHILST YOU’RE NOT DRESSED UP. I’M SORRY I DON’T MEAN ITS LIKE DRESS UP WHAT YOU DO IS VERY HARD AND YOU ARE VERY TALENTED”
No one cared, but his stomach still drops when he thinks about it.
4. Collie and pete help as youth workers for the city’s youth program. They help set up gigs for young artists mainly, they sometimes also give out free music lessons on days their local youth hub is open!! They are both very good with kids and love helping out the community so its a win win. They dragged Stebbins along one time and he got made fun of pretty hard by some teens for his purple pants, Stebbins will never live down that shame.
5. Stebbins wrote ALOT of creepypasta fan fics as a teen, like ALOT ALOT… his favourite was laughing Jack and he went as him one year for halloween. When people talk down creepy pastas around him he gets very defensive but never explains why.
6. Barkovitch has a funk he can never get rid of, its not that bad but it is noticeable.
7. Stebbins, Garraty, Clementine, Hank and Harkness all did some form of musical theatre growing up. They help out with their local Rocky Horror Picture Show shadow cast!! Stebbins has played Frank’n Furter quite a bit and Harkness is top pick for brad. Jan has been Janet a couple different times and there was one time where Clementine subbed in for Magentas actress. To quickly add on to this, Clementine met Hank due to their highschool musical theatre program. They were both each others first relationship, turns out they are also both queer… they are absolutely best friends though!! They were together for quite a while, they are both bi but just have a preference for the same gender. They simply couldn’t sustain a romantic relationship.
8. Art couldn’t say yellow growing up and had to get a speech therapist, it was very cute but he was pissed because it meant no one took him seriously in primary school.
9. Hank has broken both his legs skate boarding, he kept the cast and the funk of them filled his room for a bit. Its like a trophy tho he can’t get rid of them.
10. Barkovitch probably ate alot inedible things growing up to prove to the other kids he was tough and cool (IT DID NOT WORK!!)
11. Harkness grew up playing piano and never forgot the skill. Stebbins writes poems and sometimes they collaborate to create songs. The lyrics are rather disturbing where has the music is super calming.
12. Collie and Hank both host movie nights every month, they are always themed and ALWAYS dress up parties. Their best one to date was a happy feet watch party, everyone drank alot and showed up as different penguins. They all picked out their heart song and then had a karaoke sesh. The clean up afterwards was not pretty tho.
Thats all I can write down for now I fear. THANK YOU FOR THE ASK!!!
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