He chose to love and die rather than hate and rule.
@stygianicee
The stain of red that colors the pavement painted with blood of somebody you love
Is this the sacrifice for the broken
losing the purest of what's in your heart
CW: 18+ (mdni), fem!reader, fingering, mirror sex.
AN: an attempt to write about his mechanical arm and an apology for the fic delay, i've been super busy </3
Dividers by: @/uzmacchiato
You had no intention of leaving your bed tonight, but Caleb or Colonel Xia never let you disappear when the world was calling for you.
The invitation still lay untouched on the dresser, its embossed lettering catching faint light like a rebuke. A banquet, in his honour. You’d rolled your eyes at it earlier, buried yourself under the blankets, and muttered something about not going. To sit among strangers, to smile on command, to play the role of someone you didn’t quite believe you could be—it all felt unbearable.
But Caleb was not a man who accepted your retreat.
“Up,” he said softly, tugging the covers back with a patience that only made your pout deepen. His voice was warm, coaxing rather than commanding. You sat there in his oversized shirt, sleeves slipping over your hands, hair a tangled mess, your whole body unwilling to move. And still, he crouched down before you, smiling like you were the most important thing in the room because, to him, you were.
He brushed his human thumb along your knee, grounding you with warmth. The weight of his cybernetic palm rested lightly against the bedframe beside you, steady and anchoring. “I want them to see what I see.”
You sighed, but he was already moving, already making decisions.
You didn’t pick a dress. He did. He crossed to the wardrobe, ignoring your protests, and brought out the gown he had set aside earlier: ivory satin, high at the neck and sleeveless at the arms, smooth as still water. When he brought it over, the fabric whispered against his hands—steel and skin both carrying it with equal care—as if it, too, was meant for you.
“You’ll hate it,” you muttered, even as he drew you to your feet.
“I won’t,” he replied simply, guiding you into it. And of course, he was right—the silk slid against your skin as if it belonged there.
You didn’t style your hair. He did. He stood behind you, large hands gentle as he gathered the unruly strands, smoothing them back with care. Every motion was patient and quiet. He wasn’t just arranging hair; he was settling you, drawing out the woman he alone believed in. His touch was so careful it made something in your chest ache, a tenderness you couldn’t bear to name.
“You’re too gentle,” you whispered, as if that might break his focus.
“I’m not,” he answered, brushing out another tangle. “I’m exact.”
You didn’t bother with makeup. He did. Tilting your chin up with two fingers, he studied you like a painter before a canvas. The concentration in his eyes made your throat tighten. He traced colour across your lips, brushed warmth into your cheeks, and smoothed shadow into your eyes with such familiarity. He didn’t rush, didn’t falter. Each stroke was intent and reverent, yet threaded with a quiet claim, as though no one else should ever have the right to touch you like this.
“You look like you,” he murmured at last. “Only the way I see you.”
When you stood before the mirror, it was as though you had been remade by him alone. The silk gown shimmered faintly, catching light with each breath. From your shoulders trailed a soft cape, gossamer as mist, whispering with every shift of your body. You looked ethereal, untouchable, because he had placed you so.
He joined you, his reflection rising at your shoulder, but he didn’t look at himself. His gaze was fixed wholly on you, steadily filled with something dangerously close to awe. There was no pride in his own accomplishment, no vanity, only you—his creation, his claim, his beloved.
Even then, his hands weren’t idle. He adjusted the fall of the cape, smoothed a wrinkle from your hip, and fastened a clasp at your nape. He made small, constant touches, as if anchoring you in place, not to the mirror, but to himself.
“Perfect,” he murmured at last. The word wasn’t just spoken but believed, spoken with such conviction it felt like a vow.
Before you could speak, he shifted slightly, his cold fingers brushing against the inside pocket of his uniform jacket. “Ah,” he said softly, almost to himself, “before I forget.”
When he pulled his hand free, something small glinted in his palm, a ring—yours. You blinked, startled, because you hadn’t realised he’d taken it off earlier, much less thought he’d keep it close.
The band was a fine, understated silver, the kind that didn’t boast or shout but simply belonged. At its centre, a single diamond sat, not too large, not too small, just the right size to catch light in a way that felt like it was meant for you and no one else. Around it, smaller stones were nestled like stars, delicate, restrained, and yet impossible to overlook.
He took your hand, his thumb stroking over your knuckles as though steadying you before the moment. The cool of the silver met the cool of his steel before it slipped onto your finger, the contrast so stark it made you shiver. And yet somehow, the metal felt tender when it was him. He paused to look at it there, settled, as though silver had always been yours, chosen not for flash or grandeur, but because it was pure.
“Now,” he whispered, his thumb dragging over your hand—tender in meaning, rough in feel, as though sealing the promise—“you’re complete.”
But he didn’t miss the way your breath caught, the faint tremor in your fingers. The night ahead still lingered like a shadow—rooms of strangers, their eyes ready to measure, to linger. The dread pressed in your chest, heavy as stone.
“Don’t go there yet.” His lips brushed your ear, his voice a steady tether. “Keep your eyes on me. On us.”
His hand tightened over yours. A silent proof that whatever waited beyond this moment didn’t matter.
“You’re wound too tight,” he said at last, softness laced with something darker. “Let me take it from you.”
He drew you toward the mirror, his body firm against your back, his reflection towering over yours. Your dress was flawless, every fold set by his hands, yet his cybernetic fingers skimmed the hem carefully.
Fabric lifted, cool air against your thighs. His fingers pressed against your underwear, humming faintly as the vibration came alive. He traced your slit through the thin cloth slowly until your breath stuttered.
“Baby—” your voice cracked, your hand clutching at his uniform. “You’ll ruin the outfit—”
“You’re shaking,” he cut in, a low hum against your ear. “That’s not anxiety, is it? It’s me.” He let the vibration linger over your clit, sending sharp shivers through you.
“Still,” you tried again, your words trembling, “I don’t want your efforts to go to waste—”
His mouth brushed the side of your throat, a fleeting kiss. “Nothing I do for you is wasted.”
The words hung heavy as he slipped the fabric of your underwear aside. One obsidian finger pressed, teased, and then slid into your folds, the vibration pulsing inside you.
Your breath stuttered as his finger thrummed inside you, each pulse forcing your walls to flutter around the steady press of metal. He watched in the mirror as your thighs quivered, his hand at your waist the only thing keeping you upright.
His mouth brushed your temple but he didn’t speak just breathed slow and steady against your skin, his silence heavier than any words.
Your protest broke on a gasp when he pushed another finger inside, stretching you around the smooth alloy. He angled them just right, his thumb circling your clit in rhythm with the vibrations. Your eyes tried to slip shut, but his voice stopped you.
“Don’t look away.” His tone sharpened with command, not a request. “Watch what I do to you.”
Your reflection blurred through the heat clouding your vision; cheeks aflame, body trembling, your thighs unsteady against him. Caleb loomed behind you, one arm locking you in place while the other moved with practised precision, unrelenting and sure.
“Caleb—” his name tore from your throat, pleading.
“Not enough,” he growled, pulling his fingers from you, slick and glistening. You barely had time to whimper before his grip tightened around your waist, dragging you flush against the mirror.
The cool press of dark plating slipped between your thighs, startling you with its sudden hum of restrained power. Your skirt rode higher as he angled his arm beneath you, the segments shifting with soft clicks while he tuned the vibration.
A ragged sound broke from you when the first wave of sensation pulsed through your cunt.
“Ride it,” Caleb ordered, his other hand braced at your lower back, forcing your hips down against the rigid length of his arm. “Don’t hold back. Take what I give you.”
Your body obeyed before your mind could catch up, hips rolling helplessly along the ridged metal, thighs trembling with each grind, slickness smearing over the steady hum of his plating. Caleb’s grip tightened in your hair, snapping yout head forward so you couldn’t escape the sight of yourself.
“Eyes on me.” His voice was a low growl against your ear, his stare unrelenting in the glass. “I want you to see how ruined you look when you’re mine.”
Each grind sent shocks of pleasure up your spine, your body tightening, trembling, the vibrations burrowing deeper. Caleb held you steady, rocking you against the arm until your orgasm broke hard through you, your cry muffled against the cool glass.
He didn’t let you slip, didn’t let you fall, only eased the vibration down slowly, coaxing you through the aftershocks until your body went slack in his arms.
Caleb bent, lips brushing your cheek, his tone softer now. “That’s it. My good girl.” His thumb stroked over your thigh once, then he pulled back just enough to look at you in the mirror. “Now, go get a clean pair of underwear,” he murmured, almost tender in command. “I’ll fix your makeup. Steam the wrinkles out of your dress and all they’ll see is perfection.”
You met his eyes in the glass, still flushed and shaky, your voice barely above a whisper. “You make it too easy to lean on you.”
His reflection leaned closer, a shadow of a smile tugging at his mouth. “That’s the point. Lean all you want. I’ll hold you up.”
˖ ࣪ . Summary: Xavier is mad you ignore him for a few minutes just to talk to another man. ࿐
˖ ࣪ . Content/Warnings: explicit, p in v sex, possessive and jealous Xavier, breeding, manhandling, size kink࿐
Everything around you is blurry. Maybe it's because you're crying from the overstimulation, maybe it's because Xavier made you cum your brains out that you can't think about anything except him. You don't know how many hours it's been since he threw you to your bed just to climb over you, holding your hands above your head with one hand and touching you with the other.
"I thought you knew that I didn't like it when you talked with him." He said, and you played dumb like you didn't know what he's talking about. Like you didn't want to make him jealous.
This was supposed to be a little joke, you think, as you dig your nails into his biceps, holding onto him for dear life like he would let go of you from the mating press he has you in.
"A joke? You think it's funny, huh, you think it's funny flirting with him in front of me? Are you even aware of how he looks at you?" He says and you realize you said it out loud. "Xavie, please," you whimper. "Ah, I'm– I'm sorry. I won't, I won't ever go talk to him— y'know I only love you, right?" Xavier falters, thrusts stopping only for a second before he changes your position.
He's standing up now, hands under your thighs, still inside you and impossibly deeper. He carries you with ease, like you weigh nothing, face buried in your neck as he breathes heavily. Your arms wrap around his neck as you look down at where you're connected, and you see it.
A bulge on your tummy, disappearing and appearing again in time with Xavier's thrusts.
"You see that?" He says, voice raspy, wrecked, "You see that, right? That's me claiming you.."
Loud moans escape from your mouth as you keep staring at where you're connected. It feels so good, so hot, you feel like burning.
You weren't exactly a small fry yourself but Xavier was so big, so much taller and stronger than you. It makes you feel safe, when you're on a mission with him. You feel safe that he will always be there to protect you.
And it also makes you soaked when you're in bed like this, because he just manhandles you into whatever position he wants and he knows exactly how to make you feel good.
It all started this morning, when you and your neighbor Charlie crossed paths in the elevator, both in the way to work. He made small talk with you, just casually talking, as the elevator reached first floor and you saw Xavier waiting for you. You giggled, waving at him and smiling brightly as Charlie followed. You thought it could be fun. Thought how Xavier is when he's jealous, and it could be fun if you just ignored his 'good morning' and kept talking with Charlie instead, laughing at his jokes even though they aren't funny at all.
Now that's where you are, him slamming you up and down on his cock, about to cum for the 4th time.
"Look at me," Xavier says. You lift your head up, finding his eyes. He looks fucking desperate. "Say you're mine. Say you belong to me." You nod, "'m yours, only yours, Xavie, I love you," and he crumbles. He kisses you, messy and filthy, and then you cum. You let out a gasp, creaming around his cock, head falling forward, your foreheads touching.
"Yes, just like that, baby, you feel so good. This is only f'me, yeah? Only I can see this, not him, not anyone else, right? O-oh— that's it, pretty girl."
He talks you through it, and you can say he's about to cum too from the way his voice shakes.
He does seconds later, cumming inside you, overstuffing your cunt. He holds you like that, close to himself, like he wants to become one with you.
As soon as your breath turns steady, he lifts you off from his cock, laying you down on the bed. Your thighs are spread, and he feels his cock harden again at the sight of his cum oozing out of your pussy. He reaches, pushing it back inside you with two fingers, making you moan.
"A-ah, Xavie, wai—"
"Can't have you wasting it baby, y'know, this is the proof of me claiming you." He interrupts you.
Well, you were right when you thought it could be fun.
˖ ࣪ . author note: HII HELLO this is a very self indulgent fic because wow i love jealous xavier so fucking much. my first language isn't english, ive just started writing and this was rushed so please let me know any grammar mistakes/any kind of feedback is so important for me in general! more dom xavier content please love yall ࿐
❝she told you she celibate, but she told me i can nail her shit!❞
♡ sylus, caleb, rafayel, zayne, xavier ♡
sypnosis: you're just a girl. yeah, you can't decide between five hot LI's presented to you in the popular otome game, love and deepspace, but that's okay. who said you can't have them all? literally.
wc: 11k (lots of smut beware)
a/n: valentines day special!! guys, don't question it, ok? i wrote this with my whole pussy. ok bai. (⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝)
reblogs, comments and likes are always appreciated <3
content: all lads LI's x fem!reader (yes, you read right), gangbang, slight plot, reader gets transported in lads universe, smut (no details, find out hehe), all acts are consensual, not edited.
disclaimer: not based off tomorrow's catch-22!!
"fuck!" you yelled out in frustration, chucking your phone off your bed as the poor device fell on the floor with a loud thud. you could hear your best friend giggling from your laptop, making you shoot her a sharp glare.
"shut up." you sneer, but it only fueled her laughter more.
"damn, infold really hates you, bro." she pokes further at your miserable failure, making your shoulders slump in defeat as you grumble.
"i can't believe it. i've been grinding for two months straight to save up fifteen thousand diamonds for the valentines day banner! i was sure i'd pull them all, and you're telling me i only got two out of the five?? this is a fucking joke." you ranted, making your friend hum as she understood your anger.
"yeah, i'd be mad as hell too. but hey, at least you got sylus and caleb. just watch the rest on twitter or something." your best friend tried to comfort you, but it only made you pout.
"but i want them all." you sulked, making her roll her eyes.
"you're such a whore." she sighed, making you grin.
"duh, why choose one when i can have them all." you nonchalantly responded.
"yeah, yeah, forgot you had no shame." she shook her head in disbelief.
"man, i don't know what else to do. i literally milked the game dry, there's no other way i can get more diamonds for more pulls before the event ends. this is so unfair." you whined, fingers tangled in your hair.
"you can always-"
"no. i'm not giving those greedy hoes my money." you cut off her suggestion, your tone stern.
you were a poor college student who worked part-time at a stationery supply store (living the aesthetic life while crying over classes and fictional men); money's tight, and you're not about to spend hundreds on this because you know it'd become a horrible habit sooner or later.
despite being broke, your spending habits were outrageous.
"yeah girl, then i don't know what to tell ya. i'm chilling with my rafayel card. oh shit, it's almost three in the morning, bitch. we have class tomorrow, go to sleep." she yawned tiredly.
"you're leaving me just like that? after i went through so much pain and trauma? is this how deep our ten years of friendship runs? just say you hate me and want me to die a slow painful death." you dramatically rambled, making your best friend rub her temple in faux annoyance as she groaned at your stupidity.
"when i see you tomorrow, i'm gonna slap you. goodnight, hoe." with that, she hung up.
you closed the lid of your laptop and placed it on charge, stretching before standing up to go pick up your phone. you noticed the small cracks on your screen as you walked back to your bed.
you unlocked your phone, noticing how the lads server kicked you out. you exited the app, clicking on it again as you were met with caleb's face.
so l-long for longe-ge-... before fa-fa...dust
so long for-for-.... fading-fa..-dus..
so-so...lo...ng-..fading...
your eyebrows furrowed as you watched the app glitch horribly, the audio was choppy and produced crackling noises. the graphics were disoriented and there was a pop-up notification saying you needed to upgrade your memory.
you could feel your irritation rise once again, getting tired of this shit as you decided to deal with it tomorrow or something. however, every time you tried to exit the app, it wouldn't let you.
your phone literally froze.
"great. just fucking great." you sarcastically murmured.
not only did you not get the limited cards you wanted, you were broke (in the real world and in lads), you're screwed for your morning classes and your phone is currently on its last breath.
also, you were hungry as fuck right now, craving for some five guys.
"fuck this." you sighed in defeat, settling your phone next to you before laying down to sleep. you figured that eventually your phone would turn off once the battery died, so until then you just turned to the other side and ignored the device.
soon enough, fatigue took over your body as you were slipping away into a deep slumber.
unaware, your phone screen turned off momentarily, before flickering on once again as the screen crackled and glitched before stopping.
you stirred in your sleep, eyebrows pinched together as you felt a cold breeze run across the bare skin of your thighs and arms.
nonetheless, you don't remember leaving your window open, it was the middle of february. you groaned, eyes still shut tight as your hand reached down, trying to locate your blanket.
"comfortable, sweetie?" you heard an oddly familiar, deep voice suddenly speak.
did someone break into your house? and why the hell did your mattress feel so hard and cold?
your eyes shot open, adjusting your blurry vision as you realized you were not in your bedroom. you were laying on the cold, dirt ground and it made you panic.
you helplessly sat up and noticed the long pair of legs in front of your body, making you look up as you saw the towering figure of a man. the night sky was dark, making it hard for you to make out his face.
"who are you? and what the hell am i doing out here?" you asked, but your voice barely came out as a whisper.
a deep chuckle rumbled from his chest, before he bent down to come eye-level with you. as soon as you met the bright, ruby red orbs of his foxy eyes; your jaw dropped in horror.
no. fucking. way.
"shouldn't i be the one asking you those questions, sweetie?" sylus smirked, head tilting as he keenly watched your facial expressions.
"you're not real. i'm dreaming, yeah, just a dream that feels too real." you blurt out, a breathy laugh scratching your dry throat, trying to calm yourself from freaking out as your heart leaped to your chest when he directly looked at you.
"a dream, you say? hmph, you're a strange one." he shook his head before grabbing your wrist, bringing your palm to his lips. the warmth of his rough hands, which were definitely double the size of yours, made you shiver due to the contrast of your cold ones. he bit the side of your palm before gently sucking on it, making you jolt from the sudden sensation.
sylus watched you with pure amusement glinting in his eyes.
"you're like a scared little kitten, so expressive." sylus commented, making you swallow harshly.
well, this definitely was not a dream, thanks to sylus's help for that confirmation.
but the question was.... how the hell did you end up here?
suddenly, there was rustling in the distance, making his eyes twitch as he became alert. sylus slightly shifted closer to you, now scanning the area for the intruder.
"miss bodyguard?" with a dramatic gasp, you heard rushed footsteps approach you. it was hard to miss the hues of indigo, pinks and blues in his eyes along with the striking dusky purple hair that was a little more visible thanks to the moonlight.
"r...rafayel?" it felt odd saying his name out loud, it almost made you feel a little schizophrenic.
just a bit.
"duh, who else would it be? what are you doing here in the N-109 zone at this hour. also, the hell are you wearing? so not creative or fashionable." rafayel questioned, of course, not forgetting to throw in his snarky little insults along with it.
"what's wrong with what i'm wearing?" you glared at him.
"it's the middle of february and you're dressed like it's a hundred degrees outside." the lemurian smirked down at you.
you cursed at yourself for going to bed in shorts and a thin shirt. well, to be fair, it's a cute snoopy set. also, who in the hell could've predicted this to happen!?
"she wanted to have a little sleepover with the wanderers that lurk around here." the dragon teased, making your face heat up.
"i did not." you mumbled under your breath.
"uh-huh, you're not really in the position to defend that claim." rafayel egged further.
"whatever, what are you doing here? you usually don't go out of your way to come to the N-109 zone." you tried to change the subject, remembering from his anecdotes that he usually has third party people as his "networks" to gain intel.
"just some business you shouldn't sweat your pretty little head over, cutie. but, you know, we should really talk about what your business is with the leader of onychinus." he cocked an eyebrow, his eyes flickering between you and sylus.
"it's nothing, uh, i don't even know him." you chuckled nervously, making sylus look at you with a sharp look.
"is that so, kitten? you wound me. and here i thought we had something more than just... acquaintances. i guess those nights of naughty touches, kisses and naked glances mean nothing to you, right?" sylus shamelessly bullet-pointed, his tone dropping an octave lower as your cheeks grew warm.
on the other hand, rafayel's eyes widened at the revelation.
"you fucked the leader of onychinus?! woah, woah, woah, pause. what about everything that happened between us?? we had sex in my bathtub, the hotel and don't forget-" he was flabbergasted, only to be cut off by sylus.
"you were messing around with this half-baked fish, sweetie? i'm disappointed in your taste. if you planned on two-timing, you could've selected a better opponent for me. this is just... offensive." he snarked, his red eyes beaming with irritation as he looked at rafayel, who's face grew dark from his brash words.
"what did you say to me, you fucking crow? half-baked fish? i'm the god of tides, a majestic lemurian. you dare to speak to me like that?" rafayel's voice became husky, languid footsteps towards the other man.
"h-hey, hey, let's all calm down. there's a very logical and reasonable explanation, i swear." you tried to mediate between them, but it didn't seem like they planned on giving a flying shit about what you had to say any time soon.
"y/n? there you are. i've been blowin' up your phone for hours. thought a wanderer got to you and i got worried about how i'd pay the rent by myself." xavier walked from the shadows, his words laced with a gentle joke as he approached you and the other two men.
holy fuck, this was not good.
"and who are you guys?" the ash-blonde male asked, eyes narrowing before looking down at you.
"xavier." you meeked, not even knowing what to say anymore.
"why are you seeing other guys, y/n? am i not enough? you know i don't like it when you hide things from me. i thought you learned your lesson after i punished you for choosing lumiere over me." xavier now towered over you, his voice laced with envy as you gulped.
fuck, fuck, fuck.
"xavier, i promise i can explain. this is all just a-" you tried to somehow pull an excuse out of your ass, but your brain was fogging up.
"pipsqueak?"
"y/n? what an odd place to be at during such an odd hour, you left your patient copy in my office."
two other figures emerged from the sides, making your eyes close in disbelief, wishing that you could somehow disappear from the face of earth right now.
why the fuck are they all here.
at the same time.
"you've got to be kidding me." you covered your face with the palm of your hands.
"caleb? i thought you were dead." zayne spoke in a monotone, glancing at his childhood friend.
"wow, i missed you too, zayne." caleb rolled his eyes, sarcasm dripping from his words. however, the small spark of tension barely lasted before caleb looked back at you.
"care to explain why you're in such a dangerous zone at this time? you know you can't hide from me, pipsqueak. what connections do you have here? who are you seeing? was locking you up in the attic not enough for you?" caleb lectured, his voice gruff before zayne decided to add on to the fire.
"you're utterly reckless, your heart condition isn't getting any better." zayned pushed the frame of his glasses up the bridge of his nose.
all five on them now circled you, bickering and arguing with each other along with bombarding you with questions. you balled your fists in annoyance and frustration.
"shut up! oh my fucking god, i don't know, okay?! i don't know how i ended up here, so stop asking me. fuckin' hell, i can't even get a moment to breathe or think because all of you little shits won't shut up for a second!" you snapped as you stood up, making all of them look at you with surprised eyes.
you gulped, feeling a little cornered as you have five insanely tall, broad and buff men look down at you; like helpless prey.
caleb was the first person to break the momentary silence, grabbing your arm to pull you towards him.
"let's go home, pipsqueak. i'll cook your favorite tonight since it's valentines day." he smiled, only for your other arm to be tugged backwards as you yelped.
"home? her home is with me, we're roommates. i think you got the wrong person." xavier calmly replied, but his words were laced with venom.
"she's going nowhere with either of you. she's my bodyguard and i need her to come back with me to my studio. y'know, in case some scary wanderers are lurkin' around." rafayel pushed xavier to the side, intertwining his fingers with yours before giving you a charming smile as he attempted to walk off; only to bump into someone.
"i don't think so. she's been out here for so long, i might need to give her an exam to make sure she's okay." zayne cleared his throat, pinching the bridge of his nose.
you felt like you were the rope being tugged in tug-of-war. sylus deeply sighed at the situation and before you knew it; in one smooth swoop you were now in the strong arms of the leader of onychinus.
"what fools. she's in the N-109 zone for a reason. for me, of course. come on, sweetie, you must be freezing. let's go inside." sylus look down at you with a gentle smile playing on his lips.
you groaned, squirming out of his hold as sylus let you, watching you get back on your feet.
"this is ridiculous! you all are acting like a bunch of kids, fighting over me like i'm some kind of toy. none of you own me!" you stood your ground.
"fine, then why don't you choose?" sylus scoffed, crossing his arms. you grew quiet, looking at each of them before averting your gaze to the ground.
"i... i can't." you whispered.
"you can't? or you don't want to?" xavier snickered.
"you're the one who's been toying with us. we deserve an explanation, no?" rafayel grinned.
"explanations are too time-consuming, actions speak louder than words. so, how are you gonna fix it, y/n?" hazel eyes peered at you with intensity through the glass lenses.
everything happened so fast, you didn't know who swiped your panties off or unclasped your bra.
you felt betrayed at how they evilly plotted against you, telepathically agreeing to punish you for your unfaithfulness. what happened to hating each other? so, here you were now, splayed on the soft mattress in sylus's room; like art on a display.
they drank in the sight of you, perky tits spilled out as the smooth glaze of your skin glimmered under the dim lighting of the room. their eyes were full of hunger, eye-fucking you as you grew shy under their intense gazes.
"s-stop staring at me like that." you whined, looking away as your face reddened at the attention.
you felt someone stroking your thighs, making you shudder as you looked in front of you, seeing caleb gripping the supple fat of your plush thighs.
"never knew you were such a dirty little slut, princess. all these years of knowing you... and to think you were capable of this? how naughty." caleb smirked, prying your thighs open as you gasped.
but, your lips would soon be sealed with zaynes as he kissed you roughly. his pillow-soft lips molded with yours, the smacking sound of saliva filled the room. a big, veiny hand came up to cup your cheek gently as he slid his tongue inside your mouth, licking the wet muscle before sucking it.
caleb used his thumb to spread your soaked folds apart, watching the lewd string of your arousal connect them both. your clit was puffy from being neglected, a sheen of wetness covering your cunt; making his mouth salivate. he leaned down, mouth hovering above your pussy.
"fuckin' beautiful." caleb swore under his breath, the warm air fanning above your aching cunt, giving you goosebumps. you moaned into zayne's mouth, feeling caleb's warm and wet tongue lick a fat stripe up your cunt.
"hope you didn't forget about us, cutie." rafayel pouted, licking at your nipple before wrapping his lips on the swollen pebble. sylus soon followed his footsteps, greedily kneading at your other tit before leaning down and pressing open-mouthed kisses on the soft mound.
meanwhile, xavier's lips were buried in your neck as he punished you with licks and bites on the expanse of your unmarked flesh.
"ngh~ xavier!" you whimpered against zayne's lips, the doctor now nibbling on your bottom lip.
he licked the side of your neck before softly clamping his teeth down, suckling and leaving a purplish bruise. as a soothing apology, xavier kitten-licked the fresh mark before moving down to your collarbone with wet kisses.
caleb continued to lap at your wet cunt, his saliva mixed with your juices dripped down his chin. the tip of his tongue circled your clit before suckling on it, making your legs tremble as a moan ripped out of your throat as you tried to close your legs.
"f-fuck.. hnghh.." you cried out, feeling him plant his palms on your inner thighs, forcing you to keep them open. caleb peered up at you from between your thighs, amethyst eyes glaring at you as his lips were glossy.
"don't interrupt me when i'm eating." he huskily spoke before slapping your dripping pussy, producing a wet 'pap!' noise. you yelped because of your increased sensitivity, not having enough time to recover before he dove back in.
with one last wet smooch, zayne released your lips before crawling down right next to his childhood friend. they exchanged a quick look, a mischievous smirk dancing on the colonel's lips.
"oh? was my tongue not enough for you, princess?" he lowly spoke, pinching your inner thigh as you bit your bottom lips.
"ahh... need z-zayne to help... please?" you begged, making him scoff. zayne couldn't help but grin with pride, your words stroking his ego a little.
"you heard her, move." zayne pushed caleb a little to squeeze himself between your legs, taking off his glasses before throwing them to the side. caleb, utterly betrayed, seethed with jealousy.
"so that's how you wanna play? fine." caleb accepted it as a challenge, but of course, he won't let neither of you get the last word.
zayne ignored his little childish outburst, digging in as his scarred hands rested on your lower stomach before his fingers stroked the expanse of it, gently moving to the side to hold your hips; caressing your smooth skin while tracing the faint stretch marks decorating it.
your puffy clit peaked out of your wet slit, making zayne lean down to press a wet smooch on it. you shuddered, mouth gaping open as your breathing quickened. zayne dragged his tongue up your sopping folds slow and languidly, the tip of his tongue digging into your wet pussy. the difference in how zayne and caleb ate you out was clear. caleb liked to eat your honeyed cunt like a starved dog, as if it was his last meal; unlike zayne, who liked to take his time and savor the taste of your sweet cunt.
"mhmmm.... zaynee~" you slurred his name, drunk in pleasure as he took his time to lap at your pussy, suckling and nibbling on your clit. amethyst eyes bore into the back of zayne's head, fuming with anger and envy.
caleb's fingers dug into your thighs, making you wince in pain but soon it deliciously simmered into the pleasure you were getting from zayne's tongue. the colonel snickered, watching how slick your pussy was from saliva and your juices, deciding to toy with you as revenge.
you felt the pads of caleb's middle and ring finger brush against your hole, probing the tight opening. you groan, feeling him push in both fingers at once.
"c-caleb!" you stuttered out, feeling him scissor his fingers in and out of your tight hole; the thickness and length of his digits rubbing you in all the right places.
suddenly, xavier roughly grabbed your jaw, squishing your chubby cheeks in his hands; forcing you to look at him. the expression on his face was dark, eyes clouded with lust and possessiveness.
"you seem to be enjoying yourself, dirty girl. you like having four other guys touch you, hm? this mouth is fucking filthy, maybe i should clean it, yeah?" he smirked, blue eyes sharply peering down at you.
"x-xav.." you were cut off by his grip tightening just a little more, making you wince.
"shhh... not another word, my dumb little girl. now i just wanna hear you gagging on my cock, 'kay?" xavier unbuckled his belt before unzipping his pants. he pulled the waistband of his boxers down, making his hard cock spring against his abs, your eyes widening at the sight.
his dick didn't have a lot of girth, but fuck it was long. xavier tapped the blush pink tip of his leaky cock on your lips, spreading his precum all over them like it was your own personal gloss. his thumb rested on your chin before pulling it down, forcing your mouth to open as he slid his cock in; the ash-blonde male let out a shaky sigh.
both sylus and rafayel continued to paw at your tits, biting and sucking on your nipples. with a lewd 'pop!', they released your swollen bud, eyeing their shared masterpiece as your tits were littered with hickies and trails of saliva.
"why don't you return the favor, sweetie? these cute little hands of yours seem empty." sylus gives you a toothy grin, bringing your hand to the tent forming on his pants, making you palm him through them. a deep groan escaped his lips as your hand stroked him through the rough fabric of his leather pants.
rafayel now sat on his knees by your other side, grabbing your wrist before bringing it up to his lips. he kissed the soft, warm flesh of your wrist; inhaling the scent of your skin as he let out a moan.
"you smell so fucking good. god, it's driving me insane." he breathed out, licking your pulse point before gently biting down on it. rafayel continued to sniff and kiss your wrist, using his other free hand to undo his pants and pull his aching cock out; stroking it as it throbbed in his palms. he teased his slit, spreading the sticky precum all over the tip.
your eager hands fumbled with sylus's belt as you tried to undo it, a little difficult because your mouth was still full of xavier's cock and forced you to maintain eye contact with him; as if looking at anyone else in this room would make his existence perish. but, sylus decided to be kind enough and help you because who is he to deny you?
you dug your hand inside his boxers, eyes widening as you realized that you couldn't even fully grasp his dick. he was fucking hung, thick and long, not lacking in any area. a guttural moan escaped his lips, feeling your soft fingers caressing his balls.
you took out his cock from the confinement of his boxers, stroking the shaft of it as your fingers teased the throbbing vein that ran on the underside curve of his dick. sylus threw his head back in pleasure, a soft whimper heard as his chest heaved.
"feels so fuckin' good, sweetie." he praised, your hand still lazily moving up and down his thick meat.
you felt the tip of zayne's nose nudging your clit, providing more stimulation as he continued his assault on your sopping wet cunt; his tongue flicking at a leisurely pace between your folds. caleb matched the rhythm of zayne's tongue, finger-fucking you with deep and hard strokes.
your moans were muffled by xavier's cock as he drove his hips into your mouth; your cheeks hollowing as you tried to not graze the skin of his dick with your teeth. you could hear the soft grunts and whimpers falling from his lips, eyes closed in bliss as he still had your cheeks firmly squished between his fingers.
"fuck yeah... you were made for this, takin' my cock so well." xavier breathed out, slender fingers tangling in your hair as he pulled your head closer.
you could feel the pressure of zaynes tongue slurping your clit along with caleb's fingers abusing your cervix collide. the familiar knot began to settle in your lower stomach, making your thighs tremble as your eyes screwed shut, toes curling in pleasure.
caleb could feel your walls contracting, you were definitely close and as much as he would love to see you cream all over his fingers; you've been cruelly unfair to him.
xavier lazily opened his eyes, cerulean orbs looking down at you half-lidded. he scoffed, watching your face flush as saliva trickled down the corner of your mouth. you opened your eyes briefly, he watched as they rolled back from the pleasure you were recieving from your childhood friends.
he pulled his cock out of your mouth, glaring down at you.
"nghhh~ p-please..!" you mumbled against his tip, crying out in pleasure as you tried to kick your leg forward to get away from the two men ravaging your pussy. however, both caleb and zayne pinned your legs down.
"focus on me." xavier scowled, and in one swift and hard thrust, his cock slid down your throat as far as you could take him. your eyes blew wide open, as you gagged on his dick. he was being nice earlier, but now you really pissed him off.
you had the nerve to think about those two when he was being kind enough to rinse that dirty mouth of yours with his cock?
"fuckin' ungrateful brat, ignoring me when i'm stuffing this filthy mouth full of my dick." he panted, fucking your face as tears streamed down your face and drool dripped down your chin.
zayne and caleb continued their combined attack, making you scream as your felt zayne sucking on your clit harder while caleb's fingers continued to rub against your walls at a faster pace.
suddenly, all sensation was lost as caleb pulled out his fingers while simultaneously grabbing onto the back of zayne's head with his free hand; yanking his hair back to unlatch his mouth from your weeping cunt. your eyes widened as tears streamed down your face, your hole pulsating at the feeling of nothing.
"only good girls get to cum." caleb darkly chuckled, zayne wincing in slight pain as he swatted the hand that yanked his hair.
"do that again and i'll fucking kill you." zayne murmured, making caleb roll his eyes.
"mmphh...!" your cries were muffled as xavier continued to use your throat as his personal fuckhole. he continued to shove his dick deeper, a small bulge forming on your throat as he pressed against it.
"there we go." xavier grinned sadistically, continuing to chase his high.
"h-hahhh... fuck, gonna cum." he panted, face flushing as he threw his head back, driving his hips forward. you could feel his cock twitch in your mouth, before he grabbed the back of your head and pulled you towards his lower stomach; shoving his cock deep in your throat one last time as your nose was buried in his soft pubes.
"shit.. shit- hnghh... take it- fuck, take it all." xavier moaned, his thick cum painting your throat as he came so much. your mouth became overloaded with his cum, leaking through the corner of your lips as you tried to swallow as much as you could. he pulled out, watching your gasp for air as you coughed.
"what do you say, slut?" he darkly asked.
"t-thank you." you breathed out, voice croaking.
"good girl." xavier smiled wickedly, stroking your bottom lip with his thumb, your tongue peeking out to lick it.
with the intense throat-fucking session with xavier and the cruel denial of your orgasm, you forgot about sylus who was still painfully hard in your hand.
"come on, sweetie, i know you could do better. want some help? yes, no, maybe so?" sylus whispered huskily, leaning down to bite your ear before kissing your temple.
"s-sorry.." you sniffled, still extremely sensitive.
"poor baby, don't cry. i'll help you." he cooed, grabbing your hand before spitting on it. the warm feeling of his spit made you shiver, he brought your hand to his cock; guiding you as you used your spit coated hand to grab his dick again.
this time, his hand firmly stayed on yours, tightening the grip. the silver haired male moaned, moving your joined hands up and down his throbbing cock; fucking your wet fist.
"hnghh... yeah, f-fuck..." sylus panted, thrusting his hips into the makeshift hole he made using your hand. his foxy eyes narrowed, bright ruby orbs rolling back as he rasped out swears from the absolute pleasure he was feeling.
rafayel hovered above your naked torso, his pretty cock resting on the valley between your tits. he grabbed his dick, giving it a few strokes, whimpering at his own touch before looking down at you.
"you're so beautiful." the lemurian whispered through labored breaths, face flushed as his mixed indigo eyes peeked at you through a half-lidded lust-filled stare.
rafayel swallowed harshly, guiding the tip of his leaky cock to your nipple; circling the hard bud as his precum coated it. your breath hitched, watching him use his hard cock to paint streaks of his precum all over the expanse of your hickey-littered chest.
he then spat on his hand, rubbing his spit all over his dick to lubricate it before settling it between your soft tits. using both of his hands, he squished your tits together to squeeze his warm cock between them. the whimper leaving his mouth was almost embarrassing from how loud and needy it was.
without a second more of hesitation, rafayel began to rut his hips forward, thrusting between your tits. he stroked your nipples before using his thumb and index finger, pinching the swollen buds and rolling them between his fingers.
"ahhh~ rafayel! f-feels good...!" you moaned, watching the blush pink tip of his cock peek through your cleavage every time he motioned his hips forward.
"hnghh... love your tits so much, cutie. so soft... so tasty and cute." he breathes out a small chuckled, eyebrows pinched in pleasure as he continued to thrust his cock between your boobs. his precum coated the valley of your tits, making it easier for him to slide between them.
while he continued his ministrations of using your titties to fuck himself, you focused on making sylus cum. you increased the pace of your hands, feeling his hand tightening the grip on yours, the vein on his cock pulsating as frequent deep whimpers left his lips. your thumb caught his slit, teasing it as he could feel his balls tighten.
"hmm... gonna make me cum, kitten." he groans, continuing to pump his cock using your hand until you felt the warm, thick wads of his cum dribble down your fingers. his hands slightly trembled, chest heaving as he tried to compose himself.
"fuck, that was... so hot." sylus chuckled, releasing your hand as he watched you bring your cum covered fingers to your mouth; licking his release as you hummed in approval.
he could feel himself get instantly hard again from such an erotic sight.
"you're mean, darling." he shook his head, making you grin.
you broke away your gaze from sylus, watching rafayel fall apart as he desperately groped your tits.
"h-hahhh... need y..-your help, cutie! please?" he pathetically begged, swallowing harshly as his hips stuttered. rafayel grabbed your wrist once more, smelling your scent and licking your flesh; groaning at how intoxicated you made him feel. the tip of his tongue traced your fingers before encasing them with his soft lips, sucking and biting on your digits; indigo eyes looking at you with a pleading look.
you smirked, knowing that it'd be easy to tease him. you were basically at all of their mercy, but knowing you still had just a little bit of power against him at least; it made your heart beat in your pussy.
"you poor thing, need my help?" you pouted, faux sympathy written all over your face. the others watched in amusement and rafayel's horny-fucked brain couldn't even have the dignity to feel embarrassed.
"p-please... promise i'll be good, so good." he breathed out and you smiled in satisfaction, sitting up before pushing him back. rafayel now sat on the mattress, hungry eyes watching you sit back on your knees.
you leaned down, squishing his cock between your tits before sliding them up and down. rafayel's eyes screwed shut in pleasure, countless of goans and whimpers slipping out of his tongue; showering you endlessly with praise.
"y-yeah cutie, just like that... nghhh~ gonna make me cum." rafayel shamelessly moaned, mouth gape open as his breathing was uneven. you stuck your tongue out, lapping at his tip before wrapping your lips around it; suckling on it as if it was a lollipop.
you rubbed your tits together on his shaft, using your mouth to suck the rest. your drool trickled down from his swollen tip to the squishy tight slit created by your tits; making his cock slide with ease. the sounds produced was obscene, shlick shlick shlick. rafayel could feel his body tremble in pleasure, stroking your hair as his balls twitched.
"gonna cum! h-hahhh... p-please, cutie!" his lips were swollen from how much he bit them. soon enough, his hot cum was painting your tits, dripping down your nipples as his cock throbbed.
"fuck.." rafayel sighed, stroking your cheek as he glanced at what he did.
mentally clicking a picture to remember for the rest of his life when he fucks his fist to the thought of you.
"better?" you innocently batted your eyelashes, looking up at him with a dazed expression.
"you little minx." his breath hitched as you turned your face to the side, catching his thumb between your lips to give it a small suck before biting it playfully.
"you seem to be enjoying yourself a little too much, brat." you heard a daring voice break the moment, looking up to see a mean caleb glowering down at you.
you swallowed harshly, looking at rafayel for some help, but the cheeky lemurian only grinned at you; eyes twinkling with trouble as he moved away.
"you like being used like this, don't you? have you forgotten who's in control here?" now, xavier came into view as he scoffed, taking in your pitiful state.
"i think it's time that you learn your place." caleb suddenly pushed you towards the ash-blonde haired male, making you gasp as you were now sitting on his waist; hands pressed against his bare chest. you could feel the curve of xavier's hard cock press against your ass, making you unknowingly grind against the throbbing length of it to seek for some friction.
"tch, look at you. you're like a fuckin' bitch in heat." xavier snickers, holding down your hips with a bruising grip, making you wince. you felt the tip of his dick slip between your wet folds, his hands maneuvering your hips to help you glide on him. a breathy whimper leaves your lips, feeling his sticky tip caress your achy clit.
you hear the clinking sound of caleb's belt being undone and in what felt like mere seconds; you could feel his warm body heat radiating behind you. his lips grazed your nape, the tip of his nose gliding on your skin. he left wet kisses all over your neck and shoulder, trailing down the deep passage of your spine; making you arch forwards from your increased sensitivity.
xavier on the other hand fondled your tits, pinching and twisting your nipples. his fingers moved down, brushing against your hips. suddenly, you felt his tip prodding your tight hole, making you gulp.
they were all so fucking big and thick, you were wondering how you'd take them all. god, you couldn't even use process of elimination to figure out who'd be less painful to take in.
however, all that thinking flew straight out of your ears as xavier planted his feet on the mattress; harshly thrusting upwards into you. a croaky moan ripped out of your throat, your head lolling back to caleb's chest as you breathed heavy.
although xavier wasn't that thick, he was long as fuck; he couldn't even bottom out fully inside your cunt. you could feel his tip kissing your cervix. while caleb continued to place bite marks and lick at his work, xavier paid no mind to his counterpart; fucking you at a brutal pace.
"hnghh~ a-aahh... xav! w-wait!" you tried to slow him down, but that only made him go faster. he grabbed your hands which were resting on his lower stomach, pulling you forwards as you fell on his chest; away from caleb's touch.
the colonel scowled at the loss of your skin, glaring at the ash-blonde male in front of him. xavier didn't care, his hand finding purchase to the supple fatty flesh on your ass, spanking you hard as you yelped in pain and pleasure. your eyes squeezed shut, trying to form coherent words.
"you know i hate it when you don't look at me while i'm fucking you. open your eyes, y/n." he tapped your face, forcing you to look down at him. you bit your lips, trying to prevent another moan from flying out of your mouth, feeling xavier's cock rub your wet velvety walls just right.
his tip continued to bruise your cervix, his thrusts were deep and hard as he made sure you felt every inch of him in you. a ring of cream began to form at the base of his shaft, your juices dripping down to coat his heavy balls as you felt your thighs burning.
"hope you didn't forget about me, princess." caleb whispered, hovering behind you as you felt him grope your ass cheek. your eyes widened as you felt him spread them, his index finger gently grazing your other untouched tight hole.
"nghh.. wait, caleb! h-hahhh, never did it there before." you confessed, making him chuckle.
"well then, i'm glad to be your first here. don't worry, i'll make sure you're ready for me." caleb's words did seem genuine but rather because of the fact that he was about to touch you and feel you somewhere no one ever has.
you nodded at his words, too fucked out to even care about anything else. you were more focused on cumming, your cunt puffy and weeping from being neglected the last time your orgasm was denied; thanks to caleb.
so, you definitely didn't wanna get on his bad side again.
caleb spat on his fingers, bring it down to your ass before spreading the sticky spit on your hole. you soon felt his wet digit push through the tight ring of muscle, making you wince in pain as you breathed heavily.
"f-fuck... hurts.." you whined, but it would soon dissipate as xavier continued to drill into your pussy, distracting you from the pain of having caleb's finger in your ass.
it took some time but eventually the colonel was able to finger-fuck your ass with two of his fingers, meanwhile, xavier thrusted up into your leaky pussy that sheathed his throbbing cock. the ash-blonde haired male rubbed your clit to provide some more stimulation, your body trembling once you felt caleb withdrawing his fingers from inside you.
caleb sat on his knees, spreading your ass once more before leaning in, the tip of his tongue dragging from where you and xavier were connected; all the way up to your ass hole.
"ah! caleb!" you cried out, feeling him land a glob of spit on the tight hole before pulling away. caleb grabbed the base of his cock, his tip was a reddish-purple; angrily weeping precum as he stroked himself a few times. you could hear him groan behind you before feeling his wet tip squish against your hole.
"c'mere." caleb commanded, a hand coming down to gently grab your jaw, pulling you back to him. he tilts your head up, making you look into his eyes; leaning down to press his lips on yours in a searing kiss.
that's when you felt the burning stretch of his fat tip pushing past the tight ring of muscle in your ass, a pained cry leaving your lips, only to be muffled as he swallowed it; not letting go of your lips. tears pricked your eyes, feeling him slowly feed his cock into your tight ass, inch by inch.
the kiss with caleb was rough and messy, full of tongue and spit. the wet smacking sound of his lips clashing with yours as he drinks in your moans was so erotic. as his cock was now thrusted deep in your ass, he was kind enough to let you adjust to his size. his hand still firmly grabbing your jaw in place to not break away from the kiss while the other played with your tits.
meanwhile, xavier continued to give you nice slow and soft thrusts in your cunt, paying close attention to stimulate your clit. you were so full of both of their cocks, your mind was blank.
all you thought of was dick, dick, dick.
it was embarrassing and greedy, how full they made you feel, how good the burn felt as they both stretched out your holes.
it was definitely a pornographic sight.
as you grew used to having both of them inside you, caleb was the first to quicken his pace, pistoning his hips into you as his cock began to rub your walls. following in suit, xavier tried to match his rhythm, fucking your cunt with more rigor. your mouth gaped wide open, unable to respond to caleb's kiss anymore as you were too cock drunk.
"a-a..ahh! nghh~ feels so good!" you cried out in pleasure, feeling them both rub against the thin barrier that separated the two. you could feel your lower stomach churn in pleasure, your eyes rolling back as you began to drool from the corner of your mouth.
"what a dumb little slut, fucked your brains out already?" you heard xavier darkly chuckle, pinching your clit as you yelped at the sudden sharp sensation.
"p-please... wanna cum so bad! x..-xav.." your throat was parched as you tried to control your breathing, your lower stomach tightening as you could feel the familiar build-up of your orgasm.
"tch, you're moaning his name when i'm stuffing you full of my dick? where are your manners, pipsqueak?" caleb's tone was gravely, glaring at you with a look that could only make your knees grow weak, his grip on your jaw tightening just a little to remind you he was still here; balls deep in you.
"s-sor.. hgnhh.. sorry! please, c..caleb.." you stammered out, feeling the alternating push and withdraw of their cocks syncing together; turning your brain into mush.
displeased with your switch up, xavier yanked you forwards by your arm, squishing your cheeks together.
"you deceitful vixen, running to him when you don't get what you want? i'm the one taking care of this slutty pussy and you have the nerve to beg him? the fuck is wrong with you." xavier seethed with anger, his hips bucking into yours with more intensity; making you wail out in pleasure.
"i'm sor-" you tried to helplessy apologize again, only to be pulled back by caleb; the start of a tug-of-war as if you were a toy.
"don't fucking apologize to him, princess. you're mine, so when i say that you can cum, then you cum." caleb whispered, making you shiver as you sniffled out a cry.
"please.. fuck, please- i can't! t..too much.." you whimpered, making them both scoff.
"you can take it." both caleb and xavier sneered, making you whine.
"ungrateful brat, wanting us both and now you're saying it's too much?" xavier slapped your clit, making you jolt. you felt caleb bite down on your shoulder, the cold metal of his dog tag pressed against your warm, flushed skin.
you felt them twitch inside you, throbbing thick cocks rubbing against your insides. caleb and xavier continued to slide in and out of you, making your body grow hot.
"fuck, fuck, please! s-so close..!" you breathed out, feeling xavier's thrusts grow sloppy as with one final hard thrust; he emptied his balls inside you. his thick, warm cum filled your cunt as you quivered, his hips still rolling back in you.
your head was spinning, both of their scents were intoxicating. their hands were groping, slapping and stroking every bit of skin exposed to their lustful eyes. both caleb and xavier's thrusts held no mercy, battering your cunt and ass as your thighs felt like jelly. you squealed, feeling your walls tightening as you desperately squirmed, trying to lift yourself off and escape.
"where are you going? don't run away, i'm not done yet." caleb yanked you back to him. caleb's grunts and groans got louder by your ear, his arm wrapping around your stomach to hold you down in place; his cock fully in your ass as he shot fat wads of his sticky cum.
before you could process anything, they sadistically exchanged a cruel smirk, pulling out of you as your holes gushed out an obscene amount of their mixed cum.
"n-no! no! hnghh.. w-why.." you sobbed at the loss of contact, the fullness of their cocks gone as your orgasm was destroyed for the second time.
"since we weren't enough, why don't you go ask the others." caleb pushed you to the side, making you collapse on the mattress as tears ran down your cheek.
you looked up and noticed sylus and rafayel looking down at you, an unwavering glint pinned on your ruined form as they waited for your next move. it was humiliating, how you were begging them to let you cum; but it was too much.
you were going insane, needing some relief.
you weakly crawled to sylus and rafayel, sniffling as your body began to shake. your thighs were dripping with xavier and caleb's cum, your messy holes pulsing and aching.
"sy.. raf.. please, make me cum. i-i... i promise i'll be a good girl." you desperately pleaded, fat teardrops running down your flushed cheeks; making them both groan as your pathetic state only made their cocks harden.
"poor little kitten, they were so mean to you, weren't they?" sylus cooed as he wiped your tears away, tone honeyed with gentleness but with an undertone of mischief.
you nodded helplessly, leaning into his touch as you nuzzled your cheeks into his palm. you kissed the inside of his hand, licking the warm and rough skin.
just like a kitten.
sylus grinned at your antics, amused at how compliant you were. however, he wasn't that mean; he'd humor you.
"need us to make her feel better, cutie?" rafayel teasingly spoke, long fingers running across your slit as you whimpered; the tip of his digits circling your clit.
"mmphh, y-yes... please.." you bit down on your lip, tasting the metallic taste of blood.
"alright, sweetie. we'll help you." sylus chortled, leaning against the headboard. he grabbed your hips, spinning you around in one fluid motion, your back now facing him. he then lifted you up before placing you on his waist, as if you weighed nothing.
you yelped as sylus hooked his beefy arms under your thighs, pulling them up to your head; putting you in a mean full nelson. the sudden pressure and stretch made your cunt gush out more of the cum that was fucked into you earlier, soaked pussy lips spread apart as you were now exposed and on display in a very vulnerable position.
"s-sylus!" you shyly meeked, making him hum.
"what? don't be selfish, sweetie. you know the fish is an artist, let him see this masterpiece." sylus bit your earlobe.
rafayel settled between sylus's legs, now in front of you as he shamelessly stared at your messy folds. he salivated as it took everything in him to not just lean down and makeout with your tempting cunt.
"stop lookin'." you whined, feeling how intense his gaze was. however, rafayel just gave you a breathy chuckle.
"why not? she's sooooo pretty." he licked his lips, flashing you a boyish grin, making your heart leap into your throat.
the lemurian lowered his head, pressing gentle kisses on your soft stomach, dragging his lips up your navel until he reached your tits. he sighed in bliss, smoothering his face between your boobs as he kissed and licked the mounds of flesh.
his dick rested on top of your pussy, sticky tip parting your folds as he rutted his hips; sliding the length of his cock against your slick covered cunt. his tip repeatedly nudged your clit, rubbing it as you moaned in bliss from the heavenly contact.
your hand found purchase in his dusky, purple hair; carding your fingers through his soft locks. you tugged on his hair, making him moan as the vibration rumbling from his lips were felt on your nipple as he sucked; making you choke out a moan.
the silver haired male kissed your temple, smiling.
"come on, sweetie, need you to hold your legs up for me so i can take care of you." his voice was groggy, releasing your legs before grabbing your hands to help you lift them as you obeyed.
"there you go, good girl." sylus praised, grabbing the base of his cock, swiping it a few times between your messy folds, nudging his tip on your hole. you moaned at the feel of his cock deliciously rubbing against your aching pussy.
"p-please... nghh- no more teasing." you were breathless, feeling rafayel once again capture your nipple in his mouth, suckling as if his purpose in life was to worship your tits.
"if you say so, sweetie." sylus compliantly shoved his inches in you, feeding your greedy hole his hard dick. your jaw dropped, eyes rolling back as his fat girth stretched your cunt; sliding in with ease because of your arousal along with xavier and caleb's shared cum.
rafayel watched your hole eagerly swallow up sylus's cock, gulping at the sight as his dick was painfully hard; globs of precum dripping onto your clit.
"so tight even after all that? how cute." sylus lets out a huff, slowly moving his hips upwards to give you some slow and deep strokes; tip squishing against your cervix.
"h-hnghh... fuck... feels so good, sy." you moaned, turning your head to the side to capture his lips in a sweet kiss. he happily accepted, sucking on your bottom lip before swiping his tongue against it for permission to explore your mouth.
his hands firmly grabbed your hips before planting his feet on the mattress, grounding both himself and you before pounding upwards into your dripping cunt. your mouth flew open from his sudden shift in pace, and he took that chance to shove his tongue in your mouth; exploring every cavern and crevice. both of your tongues mingled and tangled, sucking and licking as drool trickled down your chin.
"fuck, cutie... you look so hot like this; it's tempting. i can't let the crow have all the fun now, can i?" rafayel's fingers stroked your thigh, leaning down to kiss your plush thighs, gently biting the soft skin.
"ahhh... raf.." you whimpered, biting your lip as you feel his tip poke your ass hole. you released one of your legs, pressing your foot on his chest to stop him.
"hm?" the lemurian tilts his head in confusion at your sudden action, stopping his advances.
"n-not there... need you and sy at the same time.." you licked your dry lips, words barely coming out as a whisper. rafayel's eyes widened at your request, sylus's ruby orbs mirroring the same bewilderment.
"naughty girl, you want us both in this sweet cunt of yours? you think you can handle it?" sylus teased, a cocky smirk painted on his lips.
you nodded frantically, your foot running down rafayel's chest as you looked up at him with a cheeky smile; eyes barely open as you gazed at him with a dazed look.
"i can handle it, p-promise." you assured, making rafayel grin.
"well you heard her, crow. make some space." he grabbed the base of his shaft, now aligning his cock with your hole that was already occupied with sylus's thick cock. the silver haired male scoffed, rolling his eyes before momentarily stopping his thrusts; letting rafayel ease into you.
a screamish-moan ripped out of your throat, your walls clamping instinctively on both of their cocks; both men grunting in response as the space became tighter. your eyes swelled with tears, the salty warm fluid streaming down your cheeks as you tried to adjust to the painful stretch of having two giant cocks lodged in your cunt at the same time.
"shh... there, there, pretty girl. it's okay." rafayel tried to console you, his words barely making it to a full sentence before his voice betrayed him; a strangled whimper slipping off his tongue.
"i gotcha, sweetie." sylus mumbled against the skin of your nape, his hand snaking around your waist, fingers finding your clit as he began to rub soothing circles on the bundle of nerves to distract you.
the both of them allowed you to adjust to their cocks, providing additional stimulation to help you relax so that your walls aren't as tense. rafayel's teeth grazed your nipples, teasing and flicking the pebbled buds while sylus's fingers worked their magic to affectionately pinch and stroke your clit.
"nghh~ feels good... hnnghh- need more." you whined, moving your hips on your own accord, wincing as you could feel both of their dicks rubbing against your velvety wet walls.
"ya sure you're ready, cutie? we have all night." rafayel let out a shaky laugh, half-joking.
"moveee." you bucked your hips, making sylus chuckle.
"someone's impatient, not that i mind." with that being said, sylus once again began to slowly thrust into your pussy. he grunted, feeling his cock graze against rafayel's, the sensation feeling a little weird but he ignored that fact.
rafayel moaned at the sudden friction, his hand wrapping around your calf to push it by your head; mirroring your other leg which you still held up obediently. rafayel leaned closer, pressing against you before latching his lips onto your; kissing you senselessly.
you moaned into his mouth, feeling the both of them pistoning into your tight, dripping hole. rafayel hissed as he felt your fingers tug his hair, angling your jaw to deepend the kiss.
the room was full of wet skin slapping followed by the lewd sound of your pussy gushing out your juices; coating their cocks in your arousal as it dribbled down to their balls. rafayel's lips continued to suck and kiss at your swollen and bitten once; his tongue suckling with yours before pulling away as a string of saliva connected you two.
he pushed himself off of you, bringing the leg he held for you towards him. he kissed your ankle, running the tip of his tongue down to your calf before kitten-biting the flesh of it.
"mmphh... you taste so fucking sweet." rafayel swore under his breath, thrusting his cock deeper into your weeping hole. sylus followed in suit, both of their tips bruising your cervix.
"shit... you're taking us both so well, sweetie." sylus praised, now matching the movement of his fingers that were once leisurely rubbing your clit to the pace of his thrusts.
in seconds, everything shifted.
their gazes darkened, clouded with need and hunger. you squealed, feeling both sylus and rafayel thrusting in and out of your cunt with no mercy as their movement didn't falter.
not once.
they were so perfectly synced together, as if they were one.
"a-ahhhh~... f-fuck! please, please, please! so close... god! i'm gonna cum!" you choked on your tears as you sobbed, the pleasure you were feeling was intense.
your eyes rolled back, toes curled as you were gasping for air. both men grunted and moaned; focusing on chasing their high.
"how bad you want it, kitten?" sylus groaned, fucking his hips upward as you whimpered.
"so bad, fuck, need it so bad!" you desperately answered, convinced that you wouldn't survive another ruined orgasm.
"yeah? ask nicely, where are your manners, cutie?" rafayel snickered, driving his hips into your; pelvis meeting yours with brutal thrusts that made your body jerk.
"h-hahhhh... oh my god...- please, please, please. let me cum? i promise i'll be good, so fuckin' good. please raf... sy... need it so bad." you threw out every last ounce of dignity within yourself to beg them with your last bit of voice.
both men, clearly satisfied with your answer, feed your cunt with their cocks using an unforgiving pace of thrusts. rafayel's hips were a bit sloppier, but they were fast and needy, like he was scared that you'd disappear. in contrast, sylus's pace was slow but his thrusts were hard and deep; making sure his tip met your cervix with every movement of his hips.
"fuck, fuck, fuck..." the silver haired male let out a guttural moan, eyes screwed shut as he could feel his cock pulsate; vein twitching as blood flowed with adrenaline.
rafayel shamelessly moaned on top of you, panting like a dog as he continued to fuck his dick into your wet hole.
"open your mouth." he demanded and too fucked out to even decipher his intentions, you obeyed. rafayel spat into your mouth, the thick glob of spit coating your tongue before you swallowed it.
"good girl." rafayel grunted, feeling his balls tightening as he was close to cumming as well.
your stomach knotted, the build-up of your orgasm even more stronger as your gummy walls clamped down on their cocks viciously.
"auughh~ i'm cumming! fuck.. hnghh..." you choked out a moan, eyes screwed shut as hot liquid squirted out of your cunt; coating rafayel's lower abdomen. you creamed on their cocks, body twitching as you feel both of them creampie you; shoving their sticky and gooey cum deep into your womb.
your juices and their cum dripped down your thigh, coating sylus's balls as you could hear his breathing become uneven from the aftermath of such intense pleasure. rafayel collapsed on top of you, still mindful to not crush you with his entire weight.
"so tired..." he childishly whined, biting your nipple playfully as you huffed.
"you're heavy, raf, get off." you grumbled, making him pout as he smoothered his face between your boobs once again.
"nah, you're too soft." he argued, making you roll your eyes.
"i feel sticky and gross.." you mumbled, noticing how the room was a bit more quieter. xavier was passed out on the couch and caleb left the room a few minutes ago for whatever reason; zayne watching the whole scene intently from the edge of the bed.
you locked eyes with him, noticing the slight blush on his face. he cleared his throat, looking away.
"perhaps a hot shower might be nice." he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose.
"yeah, it does sound tempting." you hummed.
"need some help, sweetie?" sylus offered, but his tone had a hint of mischief.
"i got it." zayne suddenly spoke up, walking over to where you were sandwhiched between rafayel and sylus. he pushed the groggy lemurian over, making him groan.
"hey! i was comfy." rafayel complained, making the doctor roll his eyes.
"it's my place, surely i know my bathroom better." sylus snickered, making zayne narrow his eyes.
"if i could perfom hundreds of heart surgeries, i'm sure i can figure out how to work your damn shower." zayne snarked back with an equal amount of bite, making the silver haired male smirk.
"touche, she's all yours, doc." sylus chuckled.
zayne sighed, scooping you up in his arms before heading into the bathroom; locking the door behind him.
"you look... fucked." he blurted out, making you laugh at his dry comment.
"wow, thanks, i didn't know." you playfully rolled your eyes, making him crack a small smile.
"that was... intense. after you shower, i could get you some painkillers to help with any soreness. can you stand?" zayne asked with a flicker of concern in his hazel orbs, settling you on your legs and lightly loosening his grip; only for your knees to wobble as you held onto his bicep for support.
"i guess not." he answered his own question, making you chuckle.
"mind helping me out, doc?" you asked, peering up at him with a girly smile. zayne felt his heart skip a beat, heat creeping up to his neck.
it's not like this would be his first time being intimate with you, but you still made him feel incredibly nervous.
"if you insist, then i don't mind." his tone was soft and gentle. you smiled at his agreement, taking off his glasses. you leaned onto the sink for support, watching him undo his tie before unbuttoning his shirt; revealing his chiseled chest.
fuck, his physique was like a greek god.
he undid his belt, zipping down his pants before kicking them off together with his boxers; his cock springing to life as his pinkish tip was a little swollen while dripping with precum. you leaned forwards, now pressed against him as your bare chest rubbed against his.
zayne groaned at the intimate skinship, his cock rubbing against your soft thighs. your hand reached down, grabbing the shaft as you experimentally gave it a few strokes.
"let me take care of you." your voice was a bare whisper, making him shudder. but, to your surprise, he shook his head.
"no, you don't have to do this for me, i'll get myself off or something. just ignore it, okay?" zayne tried to convince you, but it only made you frown.
"but i want to... i've been wanting to feel you the whole night." you pressed soft kisses along his jawline, making him swallow harshly as you saw his adam's apple bob.
"then let me make it up to you since that bastard pulled me away from you. i'll make you feel good, baby." he lifted your hips, your legs automatically wrapping around his waist as his cock was now nestled between your folds.
he walked inside the shower, pulling the glass doors to close it before turning on the water; adjusting the temperature. you cupped his face, pulling him closer to yours to seal his lips with yours.
zayne moaned into your mouth, molding his lips with yours as he softly kneaded your ass. your tongue poked his bottom lip, seeking for entry which he happily granted. you kissed him with a needy vigor, sucking his tongue as you stroked his wet jet black hair.
pulling away breathlessly, zayne looked down at you with swollen lips. he attacked your neck with kisses, making your whimper as you felt his tongue graze your flesh, softly tracing the hickies left on your skin with the tip of his tongue. he moved down to your tits, sucking your nipples as your hand held the back of his head; pushing him closer as you moaned.
"mhmm... feels so good, zayne." you praised, watching him tug your nipple between his teeth before giving it a deserving suck. he soon lets go of your swollen bud, hazel eyes meeting yours.
"i'll be gentle, okay?" he assured, making your chest feel warm and fuzzy as you nodded; wrapping your arms around his neck.
zayne grabbed the base of his cock, tapping your clit a few times, making you jolt. he smirked at how responsive your body was, aligning his tip with your hole. with a firm grip on your hips, he begin to sink you down on his hard cock, slowly shoving his inches inside you.
your mouth formed an 'o' shape as your eyes shut tight, feeling full as he bottomed out.
"s-so full.." you moaned, feeling him slowly thrust inside of you as the curve of his dick molded so perfectly in your wet walls. you clenched down on him, making him grunt at the sudden tightness.
"you feel so good, babygirl." zayne whispered, pressing a gentle kiss on your cheek and temple before sliding you up and down his dick. you rested your head on his shoulder, inhaling his scent as you kissed his neck.
this felt so new compared to what happened just minutes ago. the others fought over you like you were some piece of meat to claim; but zayne treated you like you were made of glass.
he was so gentle with his touches and strokes, you could almost cry.
zayne's tip nudged your cervix with every push of his hips, now having you pressed against the wall to have a better hold of you so that he can drive his hips into yours faster. your cunt weeped with arousal, gummy walls coated with his precum.
his thrusts were sharp yet slow, making sure it applied the right amount of pressure and friction to make you feel like you were seeing stars. his balls slapped against your ass, your nipple between his lips.
"hnghh.. love your cock, zyane. g-gonna cum.." you let out a shaky breath, clenching down on him as your increased sensitivity betrayed your body, not allowing you to hold onto your orgasm for too long.
"it's okay, baby. you can cum." he grunted against the wet skin of your tits and you didn't realize how intimate and erotic the whole sight was.
a choked out whimper escaped your throat, your cunt clamping down on him as you squirted all over his cock. your body twitched and trembled at your orgasm, panting as you leaned against his chest.
"shit, please... i need you to fill me up." you begged and that's all it took him to bust a fat load of his thick, hot cum inside your hole.
"fuck.." he swore and god it sounded so hot coming from his mouth.
the bathroom was filled with the sounds of uneven breathing and the running showerhead.
you stirred awake, groaning as you now laid on your back. sunlight beamed into your room, making your eyes burn as you tried to crack one of them.
"fuckin' hell.." you cursed under your breath, adjusting your vision as you sat up on your bed. your head was swirling as you held it in pain, wincing.
it was all a dream.
you slapped yourself, not believing how delusional you became to believe that whatever the hell that was could be reality.
"yeah, i'm losing it." you sighed deeply, scratching your head. you tapped your phone screen, reading the time as your eyes blew wide open.
fuck, it was well past noon, meaning you missed your morning classes already.
"you're kidding me." you huffed out in annoyance, leaning back on the headboard as you unlocked your phone.
you saw the many, many, many missed calls from your best friend; making you snort.
as you swiped through your applications, your eyes fell on the love and deepspace icon. memories of your strange dream replayed fresh in your memory, your body weirdly aching.
you brushed off those thoughts, clicking the icon as you wondered if infold fixed those weird bugs and glitches by now. you were surprised to see the app back into shape, running in good quality as you logged in with ease.
"huh, weird." you mumbled to yourself, calmly collecting your daily’s.
until you realized you had five unread messages.
hey pipsqueak, hope you're not still mad at me for being a bit mean to ya. i'll cook for you when you come back :p
hope you're not missing me too much, sweetie. come back and i'll take you for a joyride.
cutieeee! i miss you already :C come back soon, okay? need my personal pillow back.
if your throat is still sore, come back so we can have hotpot together. it'll be my treat.
have you taken those painkillers like i told you to?
your jaw was wide open, not believing your eyes. these texts seemed way too real to be automated.
"what the fuck." you quickly opened your front camera, only to see the faint purplish marks decorating your neck.
holy shit, all of that was real.
a smirk etched on your face as you quickly tapped the facetime app, ringing the only person you knew could stand this news and have a silver of faith in you to be convinced.
"finally decided to call me back? thought you died in your sleep or something." your best friend nagged at you, making you chuckle.
"you won't believe what happened last night." you giggle, making her roll her eyes at you.
"let me guess, you had a dream about all the lads guys fucking your brains out." she responded with a bored voice.
"even better."
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a/n: hehe, if you made it to the end, kuddos to you cuz rereading through this was a pain the ass. if you couldn't tell by now, this was very self-indulgent, so i got carried away. hope you guys enjoyed it tho!!
When Sylus asked to be free use, you were just a little nervous. The leader of Onychinus, the literal dragon wants you to just use him whenever you see fit!?
It starts off with you kneeling and sucking him as he's sitting at his desk, earning his desperate breathy moans that alone could make you cum. You figure you'll suck him whenever you want, and that's any time you have more than five minutes alone.
Yet Sylus wants more.
"Kitten," he practically purrs those damn words, brushing your hair back. "When I said free use I meant for you to use me."
You flushed, burying your face against his chest and earning his deep chuckle. "Like... fuck you when I want?"
"That," he tilts your chin up as you both lay in his bed, velvet red covers slipping across your skin. His ruby eyes light up just a bit, lips quirking at the corners. "But also I want you to use me, my face too. Even when I'm asleep I assure you I'll cater to anything you need."
"Just randomly ask for... Sylus that's so..." he quirks a brow and then chuckles again.
"You're cute," he taps your nose. "Just try it next time you're wet."
How do you just... sit on his face at random!? Sylus loves to please so its not like you're ever trying for it, but as if to taunt you into his plan he leaves for work for a week. Then comes back too tired, kissing and hugging you instead.
You can't do it can you? He's asked but...
You eye his handsome face in the darkness of the room, his texts even were begging you to use him. You tremble when you slide your panties down, baring you aside from one of Sylus' huge shirts, kneeling and brushing his lips.
You straddle his hips, pressing kisses across his jaw. He moans softly, gripping the sheets underneath him, lips parting as if he's ready to drink you then and there.
'Use me.'
You straddle his face, holding yourself up by that black leather headboard, his breath alone makes your sensitive clit jolt. He practically inhales you in his slumber, making you stop down just a bit. His nose bumps your clit and it twitches in response, his lips against your entrance.
Just drippin' down him, gliding your slick tentatively against his mouth, and that's when his tongue darts out. Languid with a little flick, yawning almost against your pretty pussy. He moans, his huge hands dimpling the flesh on your thighs and dragging you closer then.
"Mnh!" You see his sleepy red eyes open, pulling up and flushing furiously. "Sylus you said to - and I'm so wet but is this-"
"Sit on my face sweetie," his sleepy voice demands, tongue lapping out. "This is what I wanna wake up to."
You're lost, gliding your slick cunt up and down his face, letting him fucking devour you. Messy suction on your puffy lips, his tongue scooping out all the wetness your cunt is just gushing now. Sleepy sighs mix with filthy moans and your sloppy wetness.
"Sylus! Nghhh!" You're so close, core tightening as you chase your release. Sylus' cock is leaking pre, aching to be inside you, dying as you drown his face in all of your honeyed arousal.
He has been begging you to use him and finally you are, he can't help but relish in it. flicking his tongue right on your tiny clit, feeling you squirt lightly all over him. He tries to catch it all but it drips down his chin, his throat, even his chest. Your legs tremble when he yanks off his blanket and slips down his boxers.
"Use my cock now," he orders, swiping some of that slick and grinning as you're trembling. You let him position you, grabbing his thick veiny cock at the base and easing yourself down on him. "Fuck, that's it, slutty kitten couldn't help herself hmm? Had to squirt all over me?"
"Y-yes," Sylus drags you down his cock and stuffs you so full you're about to cum again from the pressure, aftershocks fluttering around his cock. He moans, lifting your shirt to watch how your tummy bulges with him.
"Ride me, use me dont be shy," his words are dominant and submissive, they way he orders you around but wants you to take over. You brace your hands on his bare chest, feeling the heat of his skin under your fingers, chasing your release. "That's it. Good girl."
Fuck.
You're gliding up and down his cock, his hands slipping under that big shirt, gripping your tits and thumbing those nipples, pushing you over the edge. His husky moans and heavy breaths mingle with your whines and staccato ones, until you're rolling your hips and feeling him pulse.
"Go on," he draws out the words, long lashes lowering as he watches where your greedy cunt is swallowing him. "Milk me dry, you're so needy for all that cum hmm?"
"Take over please," you whisper, so sensitive when you're cummin' again that you're just a mess, slick drowning his cock, heavy balls, even his thighs with your frantic spurts. "Too m-much."
He tugs you against him. "Aw, tapping out already?"
You glare all cute.
Fuck he loves you.
"Hold on for the ride then," you cling to him and he flattens his feet on the mattress, pounding up into your messy hole over and over. You scream out, his lips swallow it, plush underneath yours, until he fills you all the way up, hot white ropes just flooding your walls.
"Oh my g-god..." You're trembling, perspiration making your brow damp as he plants soothing kisses. You're quivering as he moans hoarsely, pumping even more cum deep in you.
Sylus sighs in pleasure as your cunt milks him for all of it, gummy walls clenching like a vise. "You used me then made me do the work?"
"Mmph. I tried!" He laughs, the sound melting you. Brushing your messy hair back with long fingers he eases out of you with a messy wet squelch, eyeing your trembling thighs before flipping you on your back. "Ah, Sylus what are..."
He's shoving your thighs up high, tongue lapping the messy white that's pooling from your cunt, making you jerk. He grins up at you. Ruby eyes dilated until they're so bright they almost hurt to look into.
"i'll take care of you, just like i've always have,"
pairing: caleb xia x reader
synopsis: you always enjoyed pleasing yourself in calebs apartment. you haven't been caught…that is, until caleb comes barging in your room and you ask him to satisfy your needs
cw: minors dni | explicit sexual content, voyeurism, inappropriate use of 'gege'(reader and caleb are not blood related), little plot just smut, p in v, praise, fluffy ending
wc: 3.7k
a/n: Hello readers! I've had this idea cooking for a while now and I can finally release it to the world…this is part of the Folded Wishes event by Lethe! I am super excited to see what all these talented artists and authors have come up with and I totally did not procrastinate till the last minute on this! Happy anniversary to our dear Caleb! I am so glad to have found this community and also fall in love with the character of Caleb! He deserves all the love and I wish you all good luck on his future cards (especially that third myth ahhhh!)
Your favorite past time to do when Caleb left to run an errand was to touch yourself. It was dangerous, you know-any moment he could come bursting back into the apartment and stumble across the sinful sight of you spread on your bedsheets, your door purposely left ajar-for him.
You sighed, that familiar warmth returning between your legs once more as images of Caleb flooded your mind. You were laying atop of your bed, Caleb having left hours ago to grab some last minute ingredients. Your eyes fluttered shut and you guided your hand down the expanse of your tummy before resting between your thighs. The excitement and fear of being caught had your veins sparking with electricity.
"Mm…" You moaned softly, letting your fingers gently rub yourself through the thin cotton of your panties. Your legs trembled slightly as you continued to draw circles above your damp underwear, sighing as you sinfully imagined it was your Caleb's thick fingers doing this to you instead. You imagined the way his face would be flushed red, a smirk pulling at the corner of his lips as he talked you through it, how his voice would dip into that delicious low tone of his that made you clench your thighs together tightly. Would he be gentle? Rough? You let out a whine at the flood of dangerous thoughts, applying more pressure as you continued to swirl your fingers in slow, agonizing circles.
"Caleb…" You whined needily, your back arching as you continued to please yourself. Your other hand clapped against your lips, muffling your moans as you grinded your hips lazily against your own fingers. You adjusted yourself above your bedsheets, spreading your legs wider. You teased yourself, rubbing your puffy clit with feathery touches, imagining how Caleb would do it for you.
"Mm…like this, pipsqueak?" You imagined him whispering against your ear teasingly. You could almost feel the warmth of his breath against your neck, the way his hard body pressed down against yours.
"Yeah-yeah, like that-!" You cried out-almost a little too loudly-and you bit the inside of your cheek hard to stifle another moan. You let your fingers to rub faster, your cries of pleasure growing louder. "Caleb-ngh..hah…" You felt that familiar tightening in your lower belly, bracing yourself for release-but right before you could reach your peak, your door slammed open and someone came into your room.
Caleb stared, standing in your doorway with a bag of groceries in his left hand. His eyes roamed over your body before his face flushed a bright red.
"I thought…you were in trouble or needed-or needed help…" Caleb said helplessly, words trailing off as he tore his gaze away from you. He cleared his throat and stepped backwards, his side hitting the wall clumsily, a rare sight.
"Caleb! What the-?!" You cried out and shut your legs tightly. He turned around quickly, the bag of groceries swaying in his hand.
"I'm just-I'm just gonna leave-"
"Wait!" You blurted out, crawling to the edge of the bed. The word left your lips quicker than you had to think-the simple word causing Caleb to freeze in place, his pants tightening. His back was still facing you, to your disappointment. Despite the shock of Caleb barging into your room, you secretly enjoyed the feeling of being caught-of being watched by your gege. "Caleb…stay. I need you…please." You begged softly. Caleb's lips trembled as he turned around slowly, drinking in the lewd sight of you in your undergarments. The thin fabric of your undershirt let him see your nipples peeking against it, and the cute apple patterned panties you had on almost made him cum in his pants.
"You…you want me?" He gulped, setting down the bag of groceries gently on your carpet. He approached you slowly, his hands on either side of you as he leaned down to face you. You pressed your thighs together, looking up at him with wide eyes. His purple gaze searched yours, thinking this was some sort of dream.
"Yes," You breathed. You spread your legs and showed him the damp patch on your panties and the way your underwear showed the outline of your puffy clit. You took his hand and guided it between your thighs, letting his fingers brush against the wet fabric. He cursed at the feeling of your drenched panties, his cock already dripping with precum in his boxers at the sight. He took a deep breath and nodded, his gaze darkening.
"Fine, I'll help you, pips," He murmured, closing the distance hesitantly, letting his lips slot against yours. You welcome his kiss, grabbing his neck and pulling him closer. He groaned softly at the feeling of your soft breasts pressing against him. "You're…I didn't know my pretty girl was so needy…"
"Mmph~!" You gasped, your moan swallowed by another of his kisses, growing more bolder each time. Any ounce of uncertainty that Caleb had was killed by the adorable moan you let out, something in him snapping-those years of yearning and want fueling his sudden confidence.
Caleb pressed you down against the soft mattress, your eyes flitting to the obvious bulge in his shorts. You gulped nervously, heat flooding throughout your body.He took your face in his hands and tilted it upwards so your gaze remained on his. "Eyes up here, pips." He whispered, a slight smirk tugging at his lips. His thumb swiped against your moist lips, sending a shiver down your spine. His hands parted your trembling thighs, his purple eyes pinning you down to the bed with an intensity you never knew he had. "You sounded so needy…do you need gege to help you?"
"I…" Your voice trailed off, your face flushing. Was this really okay? "C-Caleb…"
"Hm?" Caleb dipped his face into the crook of your neck, his warm breath tickling against your ear. "If you don't want this, tell me. Otherwise…gege wants to help his sweet girl." He pressed a soft kiss against your neck. You whined underneath him, feeling his arousal press against your throbbing clit. You had imagined this exact scenario thousands of times in your head right in this very room. He was practically offering you to fulfill your deepest fantasy. A voice was telling you to think this through-but another voice screamed louder-and it was screaming Caleb. Your body was craving his touch and his touch alone. You wanted to know what kind of noises he would make when thrusting deep inside of you-you wanted to hear his own whimpers and moans reverberating throughout your skull as he came inside you. You wanted it all. You wanted Caleb.
"Need you, I need gege…" You finally whispered. He let out a small sigh and chuckled darkly. He leaned back to look at you and smiled, a real, warm smile. He cupped your face with his hand gently.
"Caleb will take care of you real good, pips. Just like I always have, okay?" He reassured you with another kiss against your quivering lips. Excitement flooded throughout your body as he continued to talk in that low voice of his."I want to feel all of you. Hear all of the little noises you make…okay?" You nodded desperately, gasping as he continued to kiss downwards, reaching the soft swell of your breasts above the neckline of your undershirt.
"Mm…" You moaned, letting out another gasp as he lifted up your undershirt, letting it bunch at the top to expose your bare chest. He groaned at the sight, his eyes clouded with awe and lust as he took in the sight of your breasts. You blushed as he continued to gaze at them with wonder, before he finally leaned forward and latched onto one of your breasts, sucking softly. "Aah-! C-Caleb..!" You let out a high pitched moan as he sucked your nipple teasingly.
"You sound so cute," Caleb breathed, pressing open mouth kisses to your breast before moving downwards. "I wonder what other noises gege will hear?"
"Shut up," You whined, in desperate need of his mouth between your legs. "Need you there…"
"So demanding…right here?" Caleb chuckled and parted your thighs. His head rested between your thighs, his mouth hovering above your soaked panties. His hands gripped both of your thighs firmly to keep them parted. Your eyes met his and you could almost cum at the sight. He inhaled your sweet scent, letting out a moan. He let his gaze stay glued to yours as he licked a stripe up your panties. You shut your eyes tightly and arched against his tongue, letting out a moan.
"Ahh~! Caleb-! I…Oh my god…" You whined, your hands finding the back of his head and pressing him more against yourself. He pressed more wet kisses against your damp panties, enjoying every little moan and sound that escaped your swollen lips. He hooked a finger underneath your panties, his knuckle brushing against your clit. He tugged the useless piece of fabric to the side and moaned softly at the sight of your swollen pussy.
"You're so wet for me…so fucking needy…" He groaned and latched his mouth to your aching clit. You almost screamed from the intense pleasure that flared up from your tummy throughout the rest of your body. His tongue worked mercilessly against your pussy, dragging up from your glistening slick to your puffy and sensitive clit. "Mmph…you like this, don't you?" He chuckled against your pussy, the vibrations spreading throughout your body.
"Ahh~! Nngh…yes, yes..! I like it so much!" You moaned, grinding your hips against his mouth. Caleb continued to lick and suck your pretty pussy, trying to memorize every single moan and praise you gave him. He eagerly lapped at your clit, his eyes always trained on you to watch your reaction. He savored the way your mouth was parted, how your face was flushed red-how your body sang to him. "Oh my god, oh my god-!"
"Just like that, oh you're such a good girl," Caleb groaned into you, your slick coating his mouth. The delicious curve of his nose nudged roughly against your clit, your back arching once more. "Such a good, good girl…" You gasped, overwhelmed by his nickname and the way he was making you feel. The feeling of his tongue, his hands-it was so much better than fucking yourself with your small fingers. The way you were spread out for him was such a sinful sight-the soft, wet squelching noises mixed with the chorus of moans and pleasure-it was something you could only imagine in your dreams.
"Ah~! Hah…gege..!" You whined needily, feeling your climax approaching. Caleb understood immediately, and leaned backwards, the disappearance of the warmth of his tongue leaving you feeling empty. "Caleb..?" You watched as he kicked off his shorts, leaving him in tight boxers, highlighting the enormous bulge that had you drooling.
His eyes met yours, for permission. His amethyst eyes, dark with hunger, now held a delicate vulnerability. The previous dominance and control that he possessed faded, leaving an equally desperate and needy man before you, reflecting your own hunger.
"Pipsqueak, I want you. I want you so, so bad…" He whimpered, leaning forward and caging you between his strong arms. The cold chain of his necklace fell against you, the soft jingle of metal sounding like a warning. You sighed against him, feeling the outline of his heat rubbing against your bare, wet pussy as he leaned down to whisper in your ear. "Can I? Please? It'll feel so good…" Your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him in closer. His chest pressed against your breasts, your hardened nipples rubbing against his warm skin.
"Please," You breathed. "Need it so bad…" He closed his eyes, resting his head in the crook of your neck. A comfortable silence fell, the sounds of your breath and mingling heartbeats being the only thing you could focus on. Your hands gently rubbed his back. "Caleb, please…"
Caleb took a deep breath, and you could hear the ruffling of fabric as he slipped his underwear off. You couldn't even see anything since his body was hovering over you, but you felt something hard and warm slap against your thigh. You gasped at the contact, eyes widening in shock. For a brief moment, a pang of fear stabbed you in the chest. Worries and insecurities of not meeting his expectations pulled at your thoughts, but Caleb was quick to notice. He smiled down at you, his hand caressing the side of your face, reminding you of how this all started.
"Remember what I said earlier? Caleb is going to take care of you, okay? So don't be scared," He pressed his forehead against yours, his eyes closing and you closed your eyes too. "Right now, my duty is to make you feel good. If you feel good, gege feels good too, okay?"
"Mm.."
"Use your words," Caleb commanded gently. He leaned back to look at you properly, his eyes scanning your face for any sign of you not wanting this.
"Okay, gege," You whispered back, Caleb's mouth crashing down upon yours as the last syllable of 'gege' left your lips. He rolled his hips into you, his cock splitting you in half. Your swollen pussy clamped around him, a lewd squelch filling your room. You let out a cry of pleasure mixed with pain, his lips finding your neck. Your nails dug into his back harshly as he let you adjust to his girth, the rapid rise and fall of your chest matching his frantic heartbeat. "Oh my go-oh my god…it's so b-big…"
"I know, I know…it's o-okay," Caleb groaned into your neck. the feeling of your velvet walls squeezing around him driving him crazy. Just like you, he'd been fantasizing about this very moment just a room away. He remembered the late nights of pumping his cock to a simple picture you've sent him-or the way he would wrap his member in a pair of your frilly panties and fuck himself senseless, cum spilling down his fingers as your name left his lips like a desperate prayer. "F-fuck…you feel so good…holy shit-!"
"Caleb, move-I'm ready," You breathed, pulling him tighter against you. He inhaled a shaky breath and nodded, pressing a kiss against your neck softly. He rolled his hips into you, earning a high pitched moan from you. You were completely lost in the way his body molded perfectly against you-the way steady rhythm of his cock pistoning in and out of your drenched heat. Tears spilled down your cheeks-tears of both pleasure and pain mixing as you cried out his name in a broken voice. "C-Caleb! Oh my god, oh my-fuck!"
"That's it, you're doing so well," Caleb whined into your ear, hips rolling deliciously into you. He kissed your cheek, letting out a string of pretty moans that you wished you could keep a permanent record of in your memories. "My pretty girl…f-fuck! Is this what you imagine when your-when your all alone-hah…"
You nodded eagerly, letting out a ragged moan as he thrusted deeper into you, your sweet pussy sucking him in greedily. "Nngh, y-yes! Oh-oh my god…!"
"Good girl," He groaned, his lips finding yours and kissing you more intensely more than before. His tongue swirled deliciously against yours, his mouth sucking on your lower lip. "You take me so fucking well-god…you're so perfect…" He went back into the crook of your neck, breathing heavily as his thrusts became more sloppy. He inhaled your scent, something he had memorized a long time ago-but now, he wanted to memorize your every curve, every moan, every scream-just for him. Your legs wrapped around him, inviting each powerful roll of his hips.
"M-mine…" He rasped between thrusts, kissing your neck roughly. "Say it…say you belong to gege…" He took a shaky breath and stopped momentarily to gaze down upon you. From his view, you looked simply divine. Tears streaked down your eyes and your eyes were glazed with pleasure. A pretty little mess, just for gege-just for him.
"Gege…I'm yours-I'm all yours, gege…" You sobbed, looking up at him with your glistening eyes, face flushed and lips swollen. Your words reignited the fire in his chest and he snapped. He growled into your neck as he suddenly increased the pace of his thrusts, a scream tearing from your throat as he fucked you relentlessly. The mean curve of his cock kissed that sweet spot within you repeatedly, the sound of your moans and screams rolling off your pretty, swollen lips. "Gege, oh gege, gege, anngh~!"
"Fuck, you're such a good girl for gege, taking geges cock so well-fuck you're perfect-my sweet girl-" He groaned, desperately into your neck. He chuckled, rolling his hips into you, ravaging your poor, drenched pussy. "Look at you-hah…such a cute mess…you can only say 'gege', hm? F-fuck…" He groaned as your pussy tightened around him. You cried out in pleasure, back arching against his chest.
"Gege, I'm c-close!" You whined frantically, your nails raking over his back. He hissed at the pain, a low growl rising in his throat.
"Gonna cum for me, pretty girl? Gonna cum-gonna cum for gege?" Caleb leaned back again, caging you underneath his form. The pendant of his necklace dangled between the two of you, glinting slightly. He smirked at you, his gaze darkening. He let himself thrust into you, enjoying the sight of you squirming underneath him. His hand found your wrists and pinned them above your head. You moaned, a broken 'caleb' tumbling off your lips. His other hand lifted your thigh to your chest, your eyes finding the sight of his cock deep inside your pussy. You drool at the sight and Caleb can only laugh. "Look at you…you're enjoying this, aren't you?" His grip on your wrists tightened and he let his hips thrust into you, letting you watch.
"Ah~! Gege…!" Tears once again welled in your eyes as you felt the approach of your climax-but Caleb wasn't giving it to you. "You're so mean! Hah…" He chuckled and increased the pace, his grip on both your thigh and wrists tightening.Each time he thrusted into you, he went faster, his balls slapping lewdly against your bare ass. The loud squelching sounds of his cock pumping into you only grew louder as he increased his pace even more.
"T-too much, hah~! Gege, oh gege, please, oh please, gege, gege~!" You screamed, eyes rolling back into your head as you took his cock greedily. Your own pussy spurted with your own arousal, coating his cock as he continued to fuck you ruthlessly.
"Yeah-fuck-! Oh pipsqueak…Oh f-fuck-!" Caleb let out a strangled moan as he finally came inside of you, your pussy tightening around him as you also reached your long awaited climax.
"Gege~!" You screamed, back arching as he let himself cum inside of you.
He whimpered as he spilled his hot load into you, his cum so much that it was spilling out of your sweet pussy. He kissed your lips desperately, letting go of your wrists and instead finding your face. You cried in his arms at the sheer amount of pleasure you felt, your pussy still squeezing around him as your own arousal mixed with his. Tears streamed down your face as he kissed you, eyes fluttering shut as you let him hold you through your climax. His thrusts slowed down before he eventually pulled himself out from you.
The intense hunger you felt earlier had been satisfied, though you knew it would return sooner or later-but for now, you grounded yourself in the present-and that was in Calebs arms.
You could feel the sticky slick dribbling down your thighs-his sweet cum marking his territory-you. Your breathing slowed, though your heartbeat remained quick. Caleb pressed his forehead against yours, his own chest rising and falling heavily. There was a brief pause-a comfortable period of silence that let the two of you process what had just happened.
Years of yearning and desire were fulfilled tonight, both from you and Caleb. Years of whispering each others name shamefully into your pillows was now transformed into something tangible-something real. It made you feel warm inside, something soft and vulnerable blooming inside your chest.
"Are you okay?" He whispered softly, wiping a damp strand of hair away from your face. You swallowed, and let out a breathy laugh, smiling up at him.
"Y-yeah, I'm okay…you?" You asked shyly despite the rather intimate experience the two of you had shared, your hands finding his face. He kissed your palm and grinned down at you.
"Oh, I'm doing pretty amazing right now," Caleb said teasingly, laying beside you and pulling you into his embrace. You let your head rested against his chest, his powerful heartbeat matching yours. His arms wrapped around you, strong and safe. "You…you're amazing." He breathed. You blushed, pressing yourself further into him as if you were to fuse bodies.
"You too," You murmured sincerely, smiling against his chest. You let him run a hand through your hand, a gesture you've grown used to ever since the two of you were children. You curled your body against him, eyes fluttering shut. "I love you a lot, Caleb." Your words were barely above a whisper. "And…we really should have done this sooner." You added with a chuckle. Caleb laughed with you, pulling you closer against him.
"I…I love you too," He whispered gently. "And you're right-it would've saved me the trouble of stealing your panties for myself." The last part slipped from his lips by accident-but you caught it and your eyes widened.
"You what-?!" You pulled back against him and punched his chest lightly. "Caleb?!" His eyes were already closed, a smile tugging at his lips. He pulled you back against him, your words muffled against his bare chest.
"Shh, we can talk about that tomorrow, okay? Right now…let's just sleep.." Caleb chuckled, letting his chin rest atop your head as your mind became conflicted once more-however, his words were inviting and you felt the soft lull of slumber pulling you further and further into the abyss. You just sighed, letting him off the hook this one time before relaxing in his embrace as you inhaled the familiar scent of apples and home, letting yourself be held by your gege.
a/n: top divider by @firefly-graphics and apple divider by @mang0smoothie
