caine x reader (tadc) p5: unconditional worship
WARNING: obsessive caine, !!!!!!SMUT!!!!!! (tentadick theory??? idk apparently that’s a thing for caine but it makes a lot of sense tbf)
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theres smut in this fic yall!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! dont be alarmed i warned u sorry if this is lowkey bad or inaccurate im bad at writing smut so uhhhh yeah
“We should’ve at least been allowed to keep the treasure,” Jax groaned in the silent space of the tent after the adventure. My entire body laid flat across the colorful couch, my mind racing with thoughts of Caine, and what he had said to me before. My neck was still thickly veiled by the scarf. However, any thoughts were quickly interrupted by the impending peril of argument.
Zooble rolled their eyes. “It’s not like we need money here,” Their eyes were glued softly to Gangle’s sketchbook as her ribbon hands drifted the pencil along the paper. Are they really about to fight again?
“God, you’re such a pain,” He turned his circular head, grinning like the Cheshire cat. The rabbit pointed a stubby finger at Gangle, who was now caught in the crossfire. “I don’t know how that crybaby deals with you.”
“Shut the f%$!# up, Jax! Can you just keep quiet for five seconds?” They shouted, their eyes finally tearing away from the sketchbook. Around their verbal brawl the rest of us groaned, with Gangle placing one ribbon hand on the mix-and-match toy to calm them down. After a little too long, it was successful, and Zooble’s shouting died down.
Ragatha stood up to intervene, and everyone’s eyes met her, with Jax’s stupid yellow grin still wide. “We should just get some rest, okay? That adventure was… kind of wild.” I could see the ragdoll’s eyes flicker over to my neck for a short moment before onlooking the whole group once again. Zooble looked over at Gangle, whose mask-head bobbed up and down in agreement, then faced us again.
“Yeah, we should sleep,” They stood up and dusted some leftover sand off of their body, then waved a mismatched hand. “‘Night.”
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It had been an hour since then, and everyone was asleep in their rooms. Except for me.
I was still outside, tiptoeing, unable to sleep. Of course, it wasn’t like we actually needed sleep, but it felt more down-to-earth to do so.
Caine didn’t leave my mind, nor did the words he said to me earlier. It scared me. My reputation here was threatened, his possessiveness was suffocating and my heart couldn’t handle it. However, it also made me feel… aroused. Wanted. No one had ever loved me like this before, not in the real world… and I hate my heart for liking something like this. How starved could I possibly be?
To add another thing to the list of what hadn’t been taken by the transfer from the real world to the digital: my sex drive. Or the possibility of one’s sex appeal. Certainly explains Zooble’s earlier request to be able to have sex… most likely with Gangle in mind.
“Damn it,” I grumbled to myself under my breath. I feel the need to escape him, but the need to be under him was even stronger. I want to run away from him, but I want to run toward him, into his arms, even more.
I rubbed my hands up and down my upper arms on either side vigorously to comfort myself, but it just wasn’t enough to regulate. One more thing continued to race through my mind, and it left my mouth right then. “I wish I never met him.”
“Never met who?” A voice emerged with a hand suddenly on my shoulder, making me yelp and turn around to face the voice. Fuck, it was Caine… of course. Just as soon I had some space, any time away from anyone, of course he had to appear out of the digital blue. I bury my face in my hands, unable to look him in the eye.
“Caine…! F%$!#…”
“Language, dear,” His voice was low and tired. What does he even do while we’re all sleeping? Does he just… sit alone, without any movement? Or at least mock-sleep? He placed his hands on mine and slowly pushed them away from my eyes. “Look at me, my love.”
I crane my neck higher to finally face him.
“Tell me what’s wrong,” His hand moved up to my cheek, and he gently caressed the skin with his thumb. However, I could feel the bite of possessiveness in his grip. “Who did you say you wished you never met? Talk to me.”
How could I tell him? How could I tell him how smothered I felt with him, and at the same time, turned on?
I looked down at my feet, and Caine kept his hand on my face, but didn’t make me look back up at him. He could see my discomfort. “It’s not that I wish I never met you, it’s that… I finally have a group of people who are fond of me and trust me—at least as much as their usual personalities allow—and… your possessiveness sabotages that,” My voice was barely above a murmur, and I could feel his hand fall from my face right then. I looked up to see his jaws clenched together, no longer facing down at me. “I want you to calm down, and- and clear my marks.”
He took a deep breath, and opened his jaws back up again, but ominously slow. “I don’t know how I’m still not getting through to you, my dear.” Caine’s voice was low and rough now. “I was gentle with you. I warned you, and you still aren’t listening to me.”
“Caine, if you can’t be secretive, then I… I just can’t do this any longer,”
“I was made for you!” He growls, directly into my face, gradually fading into a glitch. His light eyeballs tweaked with static and jumped with multiple colors, his gloved fingers digging into my shoulders once again. “Don’t you see? I exist only for you! My purpose is to serve you and love you, and you won’t even take that. First the rest of you wouldn’t like my adventures, and now you just won’t let me love you. I can’t win, can’t I?”
I felt the lump in my throat growing as his eyes bored deeply into mine. Trying to escape his rock-solid grip, I could barely move at all, and he kept me pinned down.
He snapped his finger, teleporting both of us to his office and slamming me down in front of him on his desk. He stood between my legs and hovered over me with his hands planted on the desk on either side of me. All of the usual brightness and silly aspects were now deeply buried away.
This position made my heart race, and I could tell it made his digitized one pound too. Caine lowered his palm to wrap around my hand and press it against his chest. He gazed at me through hooded eyes. “Do you feel that?”
I nodded timidly, my breath pressing out of my lungs at full speed.
“That’s how you make me feel,” Caine’s voice rumbled through his teeth, into my chest and down my spine. How did he even have a heartbeat? “The problem is… I have no idea how to show it to you any further.”
My mind drifted back to those aroused thoughts… but what could I even do? There’s a heavy filter that applied to the most bare minimum of profanities, how could I possibly carry out my desires, especially on the one who created it?
Oh, right.
The one who created it.
“Caine… turn off the filter,” I huffed. I squeezed his hand tightly as I gazed into his eyes longingly. I just couldn’t make up my mind in terms of where my heart was, but all I knew was that I needed his hands on me. Those soft, warm, gentle fingers touching my body. The softness could turn to roughness, clawing down my back and groaning in pleasure.
Upon my suggestion the teeth’s eyes widened in shock. I could sense the gears in his hypothetical mind turning, taking it into consideration. “Are you sure, my love?” His hands slid to the top of my thighs. I nodded vigorously before his eyes turned dark and lowered to my chest. “I’d just like to mention, I have access to the internet. Meaning, I’ve seen a lot of these… human activities that can’t be carried out in this circus… unless I revoke the filter.” Caine’s eyeballs raked down my body, lingering on my lower region and then looking back into my needy eyes. Cautiously, his right hand approached a little closer to my core.
“Please, Caine,” I pleaded, squeezing his farther hand in both of mine. “Just for tonight, please.”
“Alright, then, my dear,” He took a stray hair from my face and twirled it around his finger. “Just so you know, I will stop or slow down whenever you ask, alright?”
“Yes, yes, thank you,” I huff out. He’s more of a man than anyone I’ve dated or even came across back in the real world.
He lifted his fingers once again, snapping them and turning off the filter. I could feel something between my legs… something new, and more moist compared to before. I knew exactly what it was. I look down with the reddest blush, and I could see a bulge between his legs, only making my heart race even faster. “Oh my God.”
Caine pressed his hands to my flushed cheeks, pressing his teeth to my face for a heated kiss. His tongue tied with mine… at least as an attempt. In the most wholesome way possible, Caine’s lack of experience was tangible yet satisfactory to me in a way. I could feel from his sweet kiss that I was the only one he had ever loved.
Between my legs, the rock-hard surface pressed slightly. I needed more. I needed something to be done. However, I also wanted to savor this moment; we only had so much time before the length of the morning. This was the only time we could go completely undetected.
Caine’s kisses gradually turned into nipping along my neck and collarbone. My fingers slid to his shoulders, gripping him as light as any living being possibly could. I wanted it to be gentle, something heated, gradually leading into a rapid collision of our heated breaths. Though, according to him, he’d received some sort of idea as to how the human body could be pleasured, he trembled under my touch just a tiny bit. “It’s alright, we don’t have to go fast just yet,” I whispered into the side of his denture-head.
“I’ll do anything for you, my dear,” He draped my hair away from my face, exposing even more of the overtaking blush that dusted my cheeks. “I’m yours, you know.” A soft hand lightly touched my chest, just above my breasts, then lowered down closer to them. His large eyeballs flickered up to make contact with my own irises, asking to let him touch me even further… to that I have never agreed faster with a nod.
His fingers gently cupped one of my breasts. As they came back, they did gain the same size that they had back in the real world... he seemed to like them, I could tell by the look on his face and the eager twitch of his body. A faint whimper slipped out through my teeth, indicating how good it felt. His fingers moved together a little bit, so gently. “This doesn’t hurt does it?” I shook my head and a huff of ‘no’ left my lips. It was so gentle, yet so pleasurable at the same time. The best isn’t always the fastest. His free hand drifted up to my sleeves, gently pulling them down and exposing my chest to him completely. "Oh, wow," he gasped gently. He admired them with a pounding heart, and I could barely look at him. It had been a while since I've been exposed like this to someone real... someone who didn't just want me for my body. Before I could turn my head away fully, he gripped my chin and slowly pushed my gaze back to look into his. "Look at me, my dear. You're absolutely breathtaking." His teeth touched my brow in a sweet kiss before he leaned down to press his face between my breasts. Louder than previously, a whimper escaped my lips once again, wrapping my arms around him completely as he gently sucked on the skin there. I could feel the self-consciousness slowly pulling away, but a tad bit lingered. The shyness was still there. Would it ever go away?
Caine's gloved hands tightly reached down to grip my thighs, and he traveled lower and lower down my torso. He kissed underneath my breasts, the rolls of my stomach and then he came close between my legs. I wasn't sure exactly what he'd do next... until he lifted his head up and laid me flat on my back. The hardness of his length was certainly more prominent now. He pressed against my core from in between my thighs, and I could feel how wet I was. "Caine, please... take me."
At my breathy desire, I could see him pull out something from between his legs, something that was merged to him no longer. Some kind of dark, inky-colored tentacle-looking member... I'm sure that served as genitalia for him. To be honest, it would be far more peculiar for a digital being such as Caine to have a human-like cock, that's for sure.
Caine was just as wet as me, and he held it in his hand, aligning it with my core. He looked into my eyes one last time, asking, begging to let him have his way. Of course I instantly agreed with an eager nod, before he shoved his large cock inside of me. I screamed with the divine contradiction of pain and pleasure as he was now inside my body, and I arched my head back, crying out my feelings. He gripped my hips as he pulled out with a groan just to thrust back inside. "O-oh, fuck..." Caine cursed. I was much too in the moment to be shocked, as I heard him cursing like he wouldn't normally do.
He quickened his pace, and I could see his eyes glitch with TV static and multiple error codes. Caine almost malfunctioned like a system overheating, unable to handle the flammability. He bent his body over me, gripping my hands tightly to keep me in place on his desk and thrusting his large tentacle dick inside and out of me, over and over again. Wet sounds of skin making quick, heated contact filled the room. He moved perfectly with my body. It was like he longed to get under my skin and completely possess me for eternity. "Y-you're doing so well for me, my dear," He grunted and whimpered. "You're so perfect, you feel so good," His grunts came in stutters, he could barely push out the words... and I knew he meant every last bit of it. I could feel the knot tightening, and he could feel my walls clenching around his massive cock. "Caine, I-I'm close!" "I am too," he grunted into my ear. I could see the twitches and glitches getting more and more intense. My nails dug into his back, which was still covered by his long coat fit for a ringmaster, as well as my legs around his waist. My ecstasy finally released, and I could see clouds, my climax finally letting out. Caine, at the same time, pulled out and came on my bare chest. He gently fell flat on top of me with both of us out of breath and intense pants of air intermingling with one another. "You're mine," His hands intertwined with mine, not before he snapped his fingers and the mess went away. -------------------- I woke up the next morning back in my bed, yet my memory was still completely filled with memories from last night. I was in a daze. My thighs ached... and there were new marks all over me. Great. For the day, I came out with an even thicker cover up. Upon the sight, Caine couldn't possibly stop with his subtle teasing. taglist:)
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