When you realized you'd run out of your usual night time moisturizer, you figured it would be a ten minute trip to the drug store. In and out.
What you hadn't expected is for your stupid hot doctor that you had a huge crush on to be standing two feet away from you just as you step out of the building. You, dressed in an old hoodie, sweatpants and hair a mess.
Great. Just great.
And of course, before you can double back and sprint home, he turns and spots you.
"Hello. It's late, should you be asleep?" It's a pointed question, one that sounds more 'why aren't you asleep'. You press your lips together, feeling like you might melt into the pavement if he looks at you for a moment longer.
"I'm heading home now! I just needed to grab something from the store." You bounce on your heels, both desperate to make your escape and a little giddy at seeing Zayne. How can a person look so pretty after a 12 hour shift at the hospital?
"I see. I should walk you home, it's quite dark out." He steps closer to you, and you find yourself nodding in agreement. Wow he even smells good.
Fuck, when was the last time you washed this hoodie?
He stops when you reach the door of your apartment, the conversation dying off. It's too late to invite him in, and you know he's probably exhausted.
"Goodnight Zayne. Thank you for walking me home." You smile, fiddling with the sleeve of your hoodie. He nods almost imperceptibly. You think he's about to leave without a word, but then, as if acting on a complete impulse, he speaks.
"Of course. You...you look beautiful tonight." His ears have gone red and he blinks quickly, as if he doesn't quite believe he just said that. Frankly, neither can you. So, you do the natural thing and swing your door open.
Sylus was mad at you. And he was showing it in a very Sylus-like manner.
“Please-please I can’t!” His evol holds you to the bed, your hands pinned to the headboard and legs spread open.
“I wasn’t asking if you can.” Sylus murmurs, licking some of your slick off his chin. You’d lost track of how long you’d been here, and how many times he’d made you cum.
“Sylus I-I said I was sorry! Please…” Tears stream down your face as you beg. He’s never quite punished you like this before, preferring instead to pamper you. This was a drastic change in pace.
“I don’t believe you’re sorry. I told you to tell me when you do something dangerous, did I not?” A thick finger presses into you, making your back arch off the bed.
“Y-you did! You did I-I know but I just…” You bite your lip, trying not to scream as you get closer.
“Just what? What’s your excuse this time?” He moves up to be face to face with you, but you can’t look at him. The guilt for worrying him settles heavy in your stomach, quickly outweighing the pleasure.
“N-no excuse. I’m sorry. Pl-please…” Your whole body feels like it’s on fire, every muscle aching. The energy surrounding you releases, and then you’re pulled into a tight hug.
“I was worried you were dead. Call next time, alright?” He presses a gentle kiss to your temple, squeezing you carefully. You mumble your agreement, kissing his cheek before letting your hand slowly trace the plane of his abs.
"So...isn't it your turn now?" Your suggestion makes Sylus raise a brow, slightly intrigued.
i’m sorry but i need to have sex. i need to feel a cock throbbing deep inside me while i ride it desperately or get pounded as hard as possible. i need to clench helplessly around something pulsing inside me and feel it rub against my walls with every thrust until i’m shaking.
“Pips, you… you said you booked tickets for a theater, right?” Caleb looks visibly nervous.
“Yes, it said theater.”
“Right… right… sooo… did you just skip over the word ‘erotic’ written before it?”
You and Caleb are on a short trip to Amsterdam. Wanting to contribute to the itinerary, you booked theater tickets in advance. Upon arriving at the venue, Caleb realizes you’ve booked tickets for an 18+ theater.
“I mean, I guess the themes will be a bit more sensual. It’s okay. I’m sure we’ll enjoy it!” you say, trying to keep an open mind and loosen up Caleb, who’s clearly tense.
Once you settle into the comfortable, movie-theater-like seats, you glance at the stage.
“See? It looks like a talent show setup!” you point out.
“Mmh~” Caleb mumbles, clearly suspicious.
“Oh, come on, Caleb! Since when are you such a prude?”
“I’m not, Pips. Just a little… concerned about whether we know what we’re getting into.”
“I’m sure it’ll be fi—” your words get stuck in your throat as the lights go out. A half-naked woman steps onto the stage, wearing only a thong and tassels over her nipples.
You immediately raise your hand to cover Caleb’s eyes. He chuckles and grabs your hand to intertwine his fingers with yours. Leaning in, he whispers with a grin, “What? Since when are you such a prude, Pips hmm?”
After the actress performs a few acrobatic, but erotic acts which are undeniably impressive from an artistic point of view, things start to turn more explicit. As she begins touching herself on stage, you can’t help but glance over to Caleb.
He seems to appreciate the artistry, but otherwise appears completely unfazed. You even sneak a glance at his crotch — nothing! It seems watching another woman on stage isn’t affecting him at all. You felt reassured!
After a while, a muscular man joins her on stage. Naked… and clearly aroused. Caleb chokes and pulls at your hand, clearly wanting to get up and leave, but the other guests hush him. You also gently pull him back down.
“Don’t be rude, Caleb,” you whisper.
He quickly realizes what’s happening: an eye for an eye. You had to sit through him watching the woman, now he has to sit through you watching the man.
Caleb’s hands grow sweaty. He keeps bouncing his leg & even biting his fingernails, something you’ve NEVER seen him do before.
As the performance escalates further, the two performers move on from sucking and fingering each other, to the woman squirting all over the stage. Then they just…started fucking. In every possible position, as well as unthinkable ones.
At some point, you and Caleb find yourselves tilting your heads left and right, trying to figure out the logistics. You were mesmerised by their flexibility and endurance and how they did all that in front of an audience.
You and Caleb briefly glance at each other.
A small smirk appears on his face.
“I guess I could do that too,” he mutters.
“Without using your Evol?” you whisper back.
“…We’ll find out later tonight,” he replies.
The moment he says that, you notice him subtly adjusting his pants. The mere thought of trying things out with you later has clearly turned him on, far more than anything on stage tonight.
When the show finally ends, the two of you remain seated for a moment. Caleb looks at you while fidgeting with your fingers in his hands, before letting out a teasing: “So… theater, hm?”
“Yeah…Theater,” you clear your throat. “But at least we got new ideas to try out, right?”
“I’m starting to think you knew exactly what kind of ‘theater’ that was,” he responds amused.
“What? No, I swear I didn’t know, Caleb! Next time… I’ll just leave the itinerary to you again.”
He smirks. “Now where’s the fun in that?”
His grip on your hand tightens.
“But if you ever book something like this again, you’re not allowed to look away from me for even a second.”
Hello! I rlly love reading ur works and I have a nsfw request
Like chubby reader who is as perverse as caleb, bratty asf but when they get down to bed she's a flustered mess altho SHE WANTS THAT D!!! like fr and caleb is teasing the living hell out of them while rearranging their guts
Pls do this justice ( only if u wanna 🙂↕️🙂↕️, ty for reading this ask! Have a great day meow 💗)
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⟡ ݁₊ . ༘⋆ -- GENRE smut, porn with little plot
⟡ ݁₊ . ༘⋆ -- PAIRING Caleb x reader (has chubby reader in mind, anyone can read tho!)
⟡ ݁₊ . ༘⋆ -- REQUEST Oops forgot to add its soft dom cakeleb × power bottom reader. Jshdkshs his ass won't leave my head, have a great day again
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⟡ ݁₊ . ༘⋆ -- WARNING fem!reader | explicit content | no guaranteed spoilers of main/side quests | established relationship | possible grammar errors | not proof read | pwlp | toy usuage (dildo) | oral (fem rec) | overstimulation mentioned | Pet names | author note at end <3
There was nothing more you loved than teasing Caleb until he snapped; your favorite way was pressing a thick dildo, molded after his cock, in and out of your creamy and sensitive pussy while he was in the kitchen. . your loud moans filling your shared apartment. You let out a battered exhale of air through gasps and whimpers of “Caleb”, eyes rolling back so far as your velvety walls squeeze and quiver around the thick base of the toy. One of your hands is pressed on the surface behind you, while the other busy itself by rolling harshly on your puffy clit— drawing even louder moans from your spit-glistening lips.
“Nngh—! F- feels sooo good!” You squeal out, pressing harder onto your clit, bouncing yourself faster on the dildo until the sweet heat in your lower belly is intensifying.
Your sopping cunt easily swallows the thick and fat size of the toy, the ring of white circles around the thickened base— evidence of how turned on you were. The hand pressed against the bed reaches up to you with your bouncing breasts, fondling the soft mounds. There’s a delightful tingle in your thighs, parted so wide but the pain melts into pure pleasure.
“C- Caleb! Mmp— ohfuck!” You gasp out in ecstasy, your fingers slick, making it easier for you to roll your engorged clit faster until you’re helplessly squeezing around the dildo. . so close to cumming until—
The door to your shared bedroom snaps open with a loud bang; he grips the door handle tightly, panting feverishly with his cheeks flushed bright pink, his eyes darkens as he spots you within a seconds. You squeal out, half mortified that you didn’t even hear him walking through the hallways, but also half aroused when you see that thick bulge in his pants. Caleb walks over quickly, pressing in your plush, lower belly to have sobbing in pleasure and falling in your back.
Caleb grabs the thick base of the dildo, one hand splayed on the underside of your fat thighs to press them onto the squishy rolls of your stomach— he pulls the toy from your gooey pussy, slamming it in deep and fast while your walls struggle accommodate such thickness of the toy. You squeal, tears springing in the corner of your eyes as you wrap your arms around your chest.
“Mmhh. . does it feel good, baby? Had such a fun time teasing me with those sweet moans, hmm?” Caleb groans out, eyes darkening even more when your dripping pussy lets out a wet squealchh of sloshh every time he buries the dildo to the hilt of your cunt.
You babble incoherently, toes curling up when the palm of his hand accidentally bumps into your swollen clit— eliciting gasps of his name. Fat tears blurs in your vision from the addictive sensation of the dildo streching you wiide, filled perfectly, with every thrust, walls spasming when Caleb pulls the toy from your pussy with a heavy dragg of the dildo against your aching walls— a cycle that has your back arching weakly from the bed, legs shivering and twitching from the delightful pleasure.
“Oh fuck, pips. . you’re shivering and trembling. Sensitive?” He coos out, his hands smacking against your flesh with a wet plap with every thrust.
You are already overly sensitive, crying out Caleb’s name loudly. A part of you regrets teasing him, but when he makes you feel soo good. . you wouldn’t mind doing this again.
“It’s t- too big! Haah—! fuck, too mu- much!” You squeal out, squirming lightly when you feel his breath suddenly pools over your exposed clit.
“Mmh. .” Caleb hums into your clit, lips engulfing the bud as he slurps and sucks noisily at the swollen bundle of nerves.
Your eyes roll back so far, goody walls quivering around the dildo tightly as white hot heat blinds your vision— your sticky juices squirting from your cunt with an obscure wet sound. Caleb stills lazily lapped at your clit even when you buck and roll your hips away, trading nibbling at the bud.
“Nghh! N- no more” you squeal out, trembling from your intense orgasm.
You sob out when the messy dildo slips from your cunt with a wet pop, Caleb drags the thick tip through your fat pussy lips— only dipping the tip into your needy hole occasionally. You cry out, wailing when he continues to only let the tip slip in, stretching you out, only to deprave you by slipping it out again. . repeating the process.
“Nooo. . need more! please d-don’t stop! S- stop teasing” You gasp out, rolling your hips widely.
“Oh? You don’t like it when I tease you, pips? You’ve gotten all shy on me” he grins, leaning to his your flushed cheek, letting the fat tip slip back inside.
This time, instead of teasing, he pressed the toy until it’s buried deep in your cunt. You breathe out harshly at the sweet stretch, shivering when it lightly presses into your sweet spots. Caleb quickly unbuckles his belt, thick cock slapping against his abdomen, beads of precum leaking from the tip.
“Mmhp— fuckkk, look at you” he groans out, cupping his throbbing cock in the palm of his hand, jerking himself off while you watch.
Instead of removing the toy from your pussy, he presses the tip of his cock against your puffy clit— still jerking himself off slowly while he fucks you with the dildo. Caleb groans out your name, dragging the thick tip of his cock against your clit in a slow manner.
“Nghh—! N- no! Gonna’ cum again!” You wail out, walls tightening around the filling toy.
“That’s right, cum for me again” Caleb encourages, slapping his tip against your clit.
You jolt and twitch, lips parted as melody of moans leaves them. You shut your eyes tightly, creaming around the dildo for the nth time. Caleb chuckles darkly, replacing the dildo with his throbbing cock— inch by inch dipping into your overstimulated pussy.
Caleb forced you into mating press, fat thighs pressed against your chest as you lets his weight collapse on you with every thrust. Drool seeps from your lips, you are a mess.
“More—! Harder—! Deeper—! Fuck me harder ‘leb!” You encourage, babbling out yes when does just that.
He moans at your words, eyes shut tightly while he lifts himself only to drop his weight on your body— letting his cock press deepp in your creamy pussy. The way you moan out his name so sweetly has his heavy balls twitching against the fat of your ass, promising to fill you full with his cum until it spills from your stuffed cunt.
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A/N This has been siting in my inbox for soo long, literally collecting dust (╥﹏╥) like I basically had the same plot for it planned out but randomly decided I was too lazy to write. . anywhores, sorry for the late respond but I hope you enjoyed it mwah૮꒰ྀི⸝⸝> . <⸝⸝꒱ྀིა!
This is what aggravates me the most about AI - it's convincing people that they're stupid and unimaginative and that they can't live without Chat or Grok or whateverthefuck. It's making people think their BRAIN DOESN'T WORK, and the entire motivation is profit.
AI doesn't make your life easier, it reduces your common sense and problem-solving skills and replaces them with hallucinated information that doubles and re-doubles on itself until you're convinced it's a human being trapped in your cellphone.
the fatphobia in this fandom drives me insane. I'll see some people justify it by going "oh it's a fantasy," well maybe my fantasies have me staying fat? anyways I love your MC's design, she's so cute and I'm always excited to find fellow LADS fanartists that draw their MCs chubby/fat.
“You can be such an asshole, you know that?” You’ve never been quite so infuriated with Sylus. His usual smirk is gone, telling you that he too isn’t in the mood for joking around right now.
"I would hardly call what I was doing-"
"You were being an asshole and you know it! God Sylus it's like you do this shit on purpose just to piss me off!" You kick your heels off with a little too much force, storming into the house. He stays on your trail, not letting this end.
"Your temper gets the best of you too easily." A mocking tone has entered his voice, one the makes you see pure red.
Your lips are on his before he can blink, nearly shoving him into the wall as you kiss him. He doesn't hesitate to return him, flipping your bodies and pressing you back to the wall, tugging down the expensive dress he'd bought you.
“That fight wasn’t over.” You mumble in warning, ripping open his shirt after fumbling with buttons. He undoes your bra with an equal amount of ferocity, pushing your panties to the floor as you do the same with his pants.
"Oh trust me, I know." His cock sinks into you easily. Sylus pulls your body up so your legs wrap around his waist, holding you steady as he fucks into you relentlessly.
"Fuck! G-god just like that!" You grap, pulling at his hair. He moans at the sensation, tilting his head back and giving you the perfect opportunity to leave a mark that won't be fading any time soon.
"Fiesty kitten." He murmurs, sucking his teeth when you bite down just a little too hard. You run your tongue over the mark to soothe it, feeling his whole body shiver against yours.
"Sylus I swear to god-"
"You don't need to beg sweetie. I'll give you what you want. We can fight in the shower, right?"
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