fighting enemy! caleb (18+)
"What's your problem, huh?" he snaps, holding you down without much struggle even as you kick and thrash under him like a wild animal. "You don't listen. If you just behaved yourself, this could've gone so much better for you." you struggle to get a breath in, spluttering and choking helplessly as caleb squeezes your neck firmly. He's growing fascinated at the way blood rushes to your face and tinges it with color, while your pupils dilate. His cock twitches a bit in his pants, excited by the look of helplessness crossing your face.
Moreover, the way you're squirming under him and rubbing your body unintentionally against his dick isn't helping him settle, let alone keep his depraved thoughts at bay. He's too sensitive for you to keep bucking against him like this. You made his cock all tender from hitting it with your knee earlier, and his hypersensitivity is just goading him to do something to you.
"Oh fuck..." He murmurs, loosening his grip just enough for you to get a big gulp of air, before he puts the same pressure on your neck once more.
"I'm not... afraid of you," you hiss into his face boldly, a contrast to the nervous flutters in your stomach. Caleb's eyes narrow, and he leans in closer until his face is mere inches from yours.
“Aren’t you?” He mocks you, no longer caring about your feelings after your earlier deception. Your lips press together in a scowl.
You try to shift your body up to attack him, maybe bite him, but he slams you back down with his grip around your neck. Your vision sparkles around the corners, and you pant, gasping weakly for air. Again, he lets go just before you pass out, tormenting you by controlling your air supply. "Let... me go." You wheeze, inhaling unsteadily.
Caleb leans closer, about to say more...
You suddenly shove your lips against his. It's not a good strategy, and you hate doing it, but it's a last resort, and you needed to catch him off guard and get him winded so you could regain the upper hand.
But to your disbelief, he moans, his grip on you loosening so he can lean down and kiss you deeply. He's pleasantly surprised, to say the least.
He's had these odd feelings for you for quite some time, and with the soft taste of strawberries that linger on your soft mouth, he cant find it in himself to be complaining. He squeezes your face in his hands, rubbing his tongue over your lips to try and coax your mouth to open. You grit your teeth, annoyed by how enjoyable this is.
Caleb's lips are silky smooth, and he slots his mouth perfectly around yours, searching for the best angle. However, you try to stay present enough to try and find the right moment to throw him off you. He's not even focused on discipling you anymore. You've knocked him completely off kilter, as you'd planned.
He's managed to get his tongue in your mouth, and he groans at your taste, one hand going to stroke your hair softly as he rolls his tongue over yours slowly and sloppily, almost savoring the feeling.
You grunt, squirming a bit as his long tongue pushes deeper in your mouth. He's getting way too excited for someone who was just trying to suffocate you, and you start to worry that you made a mistake by riling him up like this. Your suspicions are confirmed when you feel something hard and thick poke your thighs, and he lets out a full-blown moan into your mouth, his hips beginning to rut against you. You've had enough. With as much effort you can muster, you bite his lip hard enough for it to be uncomfortable, and he lets out a yelp, smoothing his tongue over his now bleeding lip.
You desperately try to push him off you. His eyes are wide and shiny, like a puppy aching for a treat, and he pants a bit, before frowning. "I want more," He complains softly, upset by your denial. He leans down, wanting to kiss you again, but you hook your legs around him and flip him over, using the element of surprise, once again, to your advantage.
He tries his best to try and buck you off, but once you get his hands pinned beside his head, he stops struggling, staring up at you with wide, glassy eyes, his breath coming out in tiny gasps.
"W-wha..." He starts weakly, but you tug his hair to shut him up. He doesn't oblige, moaning at the feeling and returning to thrashing underneath you, his hips thrusting up against your ass as you straddle him.
"Stop it," You hiss angrily. "You're acting like a fucking dog, Xia. Have some shame."
He doesn't listen, his hands clenching into fists as he aches with the need to touch. "F-fuck me..." he breathes out, and you try to put your hand over his mouth to shut him up, but you can still hear his loud groans as he ruts against you through his pants. "Fuck me, please." He insists. You squeeze his wrists with frustration, pissed off by his excessive neediness, still, you can't help but to start undoing his uniform to indulge him. he sounds so cute, maybe playing with him for just a little wouldn't hurt...
your hair tickles his cheek as you lean down. You unbutton his jacket and his white button up until his bare chest is visible, reveling in the sight of his soft, creamy white skin, and plush pink nipples. He shivers as the cool air of the room hits his skin, and you slowly start to drag your fingers up his chest.
The gentle motions of your fingertips on his skin, paired with the constant feeling of his clothed cock rubbing against the fat of your ass causes him to still. He tears his hands out of your grip with little to no effort, places them on each of your ass cheeks, and rocks you back and forth against his hard length until his hips stutter, and he squeezes you tight. "Oh G-god... mmh, pips, 'm cumming!"
You can feel him throbbing against you as the sticky liquid of his cum stains his pants. You look down at him as he slumps down with his chest heaving, loud gasps leaving his swollen lips as he tries to catch his breath.
You look down at him in shock, scowling. "You dirty little..."
He doesn't let you finish your words, flipping you over. Panting harshly, he looms over you, large hands roamed feverishly over your curves, grasping and squeezing at the fabric of your guard uniform as if trying to rip them away from your body. "Please... I need... I need to feel you, all of you..." he babbles.
He thrusts his pelvis in between your legs, his bulge making direct contact with your clothed cunt. You can feel how quickly he's recovering from his recent orgasm, his cock swelling up once more and pushing firm against you, seeking some measure of relief from the throbbing ache consuming him. "I'm need you so bad, pips. You'll let me have you, right?" he pleads, his hands finally succeeding in baring your breasts.
With a dip of his head, he peppers your newly exposed skin with desperate, open-mouthed kisses and sharp nips. You moan, squirming under him at the unfamiliar yet desirable sensation. He's worshipping your body shamelessly, completely focused on delivering rapt attention to each plane, curve, and soft slope of your frame.
"Tell me... tell me you want it too..." he urges breathlessly between kisses, his hands roaming lower, slipping beneath the waistband of your pants, your panties. "Tell me you need my cock... as much as I need to be inside you." His desperation is palpable, his body trembles with the force of his desire as he awaits your response, silently praying you would give him the green light to have his way with you. Impatient to hear an answer, he passes the time by ridding himself of his remaining clothing. Caleb shoves his pants down, his slick cock which is tender from his recent orgasm, hitting his stomach and drooling pearly precum onto his skin.
"Fuck, you bastard, get off," You try to protest, to hide how bad you want it despite the risk of you losing your job or being punished for doing something so reckless and idiotic. But your pussy can't hide how you crave to have his cock deep inside you.
His mouth waters at the intoxicating scent of your arousal, ripe and heady and consuming. He lavishes your breasts with desperate, open-mouthed kisses, his tongue swirling around one stiff peak, lapping and suckling greedily, before switching to its twin, determined to taste every inch of your succulent flesh. You cry out, keening dumbly. You hate how good it feels.
"Mmm... you taste... fuck, you taste incredible..." he praises between slurping kisses, sending vibrations tingling through your skin. Below, Caleb's aching cock jerked and throbbed against your soaked pussy. Each twitch of his sensitive flesh against your core drew a guttural groan from his throat, and a soft whine from you, his hips rutting instinctively, chasing more of that delicious friction.
"You're so pretty," he pants, the words tumbling out in a desperate, incoherent jumble. He could feel the heat radiating off your cunt, could sense your body's readiness, yet still you held back, trying to retain some semblance of control. He whimpers in frustration, his cock pulsing urgently against you as he gazes up at you with pleading, lust-glazed eyes. "Tell me... fuck, please j-just tell me you want it too..." he rasps, his voice breaking on the desperate words. "I can't... I can't hold back much longer..."
For a moment, you remain silent, your expression unreadable. But then, with a sharp inhale and a barely audible hiss of air through gritted teeth, you finally mumble the words he craved to hear. "Yes, I... I want it."
Relief crashes through him, and he releases a shuddering sigh, his body relaxing slightly as the tension drains from his muscles. He positions the dripping, weeping tip of his cock at the entrance to your pussy and begins to press forward and part your slick, swollen folds around him. a shaky gasp leaves you as your hands fly to cling onto his broad shoulders.
"Ohhh... fuck..." He groans loudly as he feels the soft, plushy walls of your pussy grip onto the flared tip of his cock as he pushes inside. He feels you suck in more and more of him, gripping onto him like a vise. The way your pussy stretches around his girth to accommodate him has him nearly cumming on the spot. His hands clench on your hips, fingers digging into the supple flesh hard enough to leave bruises. Sweat beads on his brow as he focused all his concentration on the slow, tortuous process of sinking into you.
Inch by excruciating inch, he pushes into you, feeling your slick, plush walls flutter and clench around his sensitive cock as if trying to draw him deeper. "You're sucking me in, see that?" Caleb groans, his breath coming in harsh, tortured pants as he finally bottoms out, his pelvis flush against yours, causing his heavy, full balls to nestle perfectly into the curve of your ass. "Your pussy wants me filling her up, pips. 'S like we're meant to be fuckin', not fighting..."
Caleb starts to withdraw, feeling your walls drag against him, before plunging back in, starting a deep, deliberate rhythm.
Unwillingly, your composure starts to waver, your cool demeanor cracking. Soft, breathy moans leave your lips insistently, making his cock twitch inside you. "Y-you sound so pretty, you know that?" He chokes out through moans, thrusting steadily into you. "So good. S-so good for me. I got you." His cock pumps into you in a slow, deep rhythm that has your body jerking and bouncing beneath him.
You could feel your mind starting to go fuzzy, your thoughts scattering as your pleasure mounted. "Fu-Fuck, 's so deep." you say, your words slurring together. Your fingers scrabbled at his back, nails digging into his sweat-slicked skin as you clung to him, anchoring yourself against him. Caleb could feel your body starting to tremble, could sense the desperation building in your touch and your breathy little cries. They spur him on, urging him to thrust harder and deeper.
"You can take it." he mumbles, his swollen head catching your soft inner walls and making you twitch and clamp down on him when it nudges too deep inside you. His mind could barely process the feeling of your pussy squeezing around his cock, watching the way he'd stretch you out with every thrust.
The obscene sound of your arousal filled his ears, each deep, powerful thrust eliciting a lewd schlick! noise as your dripping walls struggle to accommodate his girth. "Mmm, listen to her... listen to your greedy little pussy sucking me in. She doesn't want me to go anywhere, does she? Wants my cum to fill her right up." he bends down, panting hotly against your neck, his lips and teeth and tongue working over your sensitive skin and leaving a trail of marks and kisses.
He could feel you trembling and notices you trying to hide your face in the crook of your shoulder, no doubt an instinctive move to hide how good you feel, but he would not allow it. Caleb hooks his hand under your chin, tilting your face back towards him, forcing you to meet his gaze. "Don't you hide from me now," he cooed, his voice low and rough with desire. "I want to see your cute little face."
You whimper, a deep blush covering your cheeks. "I'm not... I'm not cute..." you protest weakly, even as your hips begin to move up to meet his, seeking more of that delicious friction.
"You're not?" he asks, punctuating his words with a sharp, deep thrust that had you seeing stars. "But look how pretty you look taking my cock like you were made for it... like your perfect little pussy was molded just for me..." His hand slid down, fingers splaying possessively over your lower belly, feeling it clench and quiver as he filled you so completely. "And the faces you make when you take me are so - fuck- perfect."
He could feel you starting to tense, your thighs beginning to quake around his hips. Your breathy moans and whimpers rose in pitch and volume, blending with his own noises. "Fuck, yes... that's it, baby... Come with me." he urges as he drank in the sight of you lost in pleasure. "I want to feel this greedy little cunt squeeze the cum out of my cock. You miss a drop, and we do it all over again, you hear me?" He delivers a sharp snap of his hips, a brutal thrust that buried him to the hilt in you, kissing your womb so sweetly.
You size up suddenly, letting out a cry as your pussy clenched down hard, rhythmically, milking his throbbing cock for all it was worth as you rode out the crest of your climax.
Caleb threw back his head with a groan, a feral sound, as he felt your velvety walls spasming around him, sucking him deeper, urging him to fill you with his cum. He slams into you one last time before his own release overtook him. His cock jerked and pulsed, erupting as he pumped you full of his hot, thick seed, painting your insides white.
You collapsed together in a tangle of sweat-slicked limbs and heaving chests, the aftershocks of their shared climax leaving you both breathless. You could only cling to him as he leaned down and pressed a gentle little kiss to your temple.
"Don't try and beat me up ever again."
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