Knight Caleb who upon returning from war is told that princess MC has been kidnapped by a dragon and is asked to bring her back (they didn't even have to ask he ran out as soon as he was told). He ventures far, desperately searching for her only to find her straddling said dragon while kissing it-him?! passionately on a bed. Caleb shocked and angry tries to pull her off from the dragon only for her to drag him down into a kiss. One thing leads to another and he somehow ends up being sandwiched in between them, his clothes gone. He really should be killing the dragon, but his hands feel so big and rough, not to mention the way his claws tease Caleb's skin just right. It should be okay though, MC looks fine, happy actually, which is all that matters and the dragon seems friendly, perhaps too friendly. It's okay, he's not a bad knight for letting the princess shove his dick inside of her, nor is he a bad knight for letting the dragon shove his knot inside of him.
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Day 1: Sylus - Knifeplay
Day 2: Zayne - Impact play
Day 3: Caleb - Pet play
Day 4: Xavier - Pegging
Day 5: Rafayel - Double penetration
Day 6: Sylus - Public Sex
Day 7: Zayne - Temperature play
Day 8: Caleb - Breeding
Day 9: Xavier - Orgasm denial
Day 10: Rafayel - Aphrodisiacs
Day 11: Sylus - Mpreg
Day 12: Zayne - Somnophilia
Day 13: Caleb - Gun play
Day 14: Xavier - Dacryphilia
Day 15: Rafayel - Brat taming
Day 16: Sylus - Manhandling
Day 17: Zayne - Sounding
Day 18: Caleb - Primal play
Day 19: Xavier - Object insertion
Day 20: Rafayel - Sensory play
Day 21: Sylus - Humiliation
Day 22: Zayne - Bondage
Day 23: Caleb - Omorashi
Day 24: Xavier - Praise
Day 25: Rafayel - Wax play
Day 26: Sylus - Overstimulation
Day 27: Zayne - Coming untouched
Day 28: Caleb - Dumbification
Day 29: Xavier - Mirror sex
Day 30: Rafayel - Voyeurism
Day 31: All LI - Omegaverse (Group sex)
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Details: 200 words of the dom!bottom Caleb dirty talking and climaxing. Very filthy 18+ stuff. You are warned. Jesus christ.
Caleb doesn’t come quietly. Not really.
He holds it in for as long as he can—teeth gritted, jaw tight, breath stuttering—but when it hits, it takes him.
You see it in the way his hips jerk up, in the way his fingers dig hard into the sheets—or into your thighs, or lower, gripping your ass with both hands like he needs to anchor himself to the moment.
Like he’s afraid he’ll lose his fucking mind if he doesn’t hold something.
And the curses—he tries to swallow them. He tries. But they tear out of him low and rough, punched through with pleasure too sharp to contain.
“Fuck—”
Half-breathed, like it caught him off guard.
“God, fuck, you feel—”
Torn from his chest, voice breaking at the edges.
“Shit—. I need—fuck, I need to see you.”
“This—this is mine.”
They slip out between clenched teeth, between gasps and groans, between the quiet way he falls apart under you. He’s not loud—but he’s raw. Like he’s holding on with everything he has, and you’re the only one he’d let see him like this.
Because even as he comes apart, there’s still intent in it. Still him. He’s not giving up control—he’s giving it to you.
Caleb is giving you the version of him no one else gets.
The one that trembles.
The one that needs.
The one that arches into your touch with his head thrown back and his voice cracking not from pain, not from force, but from the weight of wanting.
“Look at me—
I want you to see what you’ve done to me.”
And that kind of giving isn’t surrender. It’s trust.
CW: (F&M)dom x (M)sub, piss, bondage, degradation, humiliation, Zayne guest appearance (we all clap happily but not w our hands(jk)) i think thats it
-Everything is consensual and pre negotiated-
"Come on, take another sip" you say as you nudge the bottle of water closer to his lips.
"Again?" he groans "pips I know he said to hydrate me but isn't this a bit too much?"
"Nope! trust me you definitely need it" you watch him take a sip. "You sure you don't want me tell you what he's planning?"
"Mhm, surprise me" he says, flashing you his signature charming smile. You hum and have him take another sip, your eyes following the water that starts to dribble from the sides of his mouth, you can already imagine something else dribbling from there.
"If you don't enjoy something you remember what to say right?"
"Apple"
"Good boy" you lean in to kiss his warm cheek. "He shouldn't be too long now, how are your arms feeling?"
You take a step back to look at him, in the middle of the bedroom he stands, arms held up by a chain connected to the ceiling.
"They're fine, trust me they've gone through worse" he laughs to which you frown and pull on his hair. "-ah! h-hey I thought the scene was supposed to start once Zayne gets here" he continues to laugh.
"You...!" you give one last pull before letting go. "I swear one of these days I'm going to steal you away and hide you"
Your hand reaches out again, this time to gently touch his arm. Even though he can't feel you, the warmth of your touch still reaches him.
'Then no one would be able to hurt you'
You don't say it out loud, but as always he seems to read your thoughts perfectly. Before he gets the chance to respond the door to the bedroom opens.
"Hello, I apologize for the delay there was a bit of traffic"
You turn to the other man smiling brightly, "no worries, I was just working on your special instructions, I would say he's ready we can always give him more later"
"True"
Caleb hears Zayne's footsteps get closer until he feels his hands move to assess his body. "Are you alright? does anything hurt?"
"Nah, all good doc"
"Alright..."
Suddenly, Caleb feels a hand palm at his crotch making him tense.
"Is something wrong?" the hand stills and he quickly shakes his head.
"N-no I uh, didn't think we'd get straight into it"
You see Zayne's concentrated expression shift to one of embarrassment.
"Someones eager" you giggle while reaching out to unbutton Calebs uniform.
"So are you" Zayne responds as his hands join yours. The two of you work on partially undressing him, his chest now visible and his pants unzipped. Next you lean in to kiss his cheek then trail down to his neck. Caleb feels a faint pang in his pelvis but ignores it, the wet soft touch of your lips making him sigh.
Zayne joins after, leaning down to take one of his buds into his mouth to roll and squeeze. At first his lips part for gasp, then a loud moan when you take his other bud into your mouth.
The two of you continue for what feels like hours, he's about to complain when finally, Zayne's hand reaches into his boxers to pull out his now hardened length. He gently squeezes the base of it then drags his hand up to his abdomen pressing down lightly.
Caleb whimpers, feeling overly sensitive, distracted by the feeling his lips obediently part when you press the bottle against them again. Each sip makes him more conscious of the pressure in his lower belly, Zayne's hand only making it worse. You move the bottle away replacing its spot with your mouth to slowly kiss him, he ignores the growing urge in his pelvis, instead kissing you back.
As the two of you kiss, Zaynes hand begins to move, alternating between slapping and rubbing circles on the sensitive area. You sneak a hand down to grip Calebs hardness and slowly pump it, drawing out moans and whines from him. Zayne and you share a look, quietly communicating with each other. His hand moves away to play with his chest again, keeping an eye on the other mans reactions.
"Does it feel good?" you whisper into his ear.
"Mhm" Caleb nods then moans when your finger finds his weeping slit. "Feels better than usual"
"Interesting" you hum and sneak a glance at Zayne who smirks in return.
"Let us know if you need a break" Zayne says but Caleb shakes his head.
"It's fine I can-" a sudden pang in his pelvis cuts him off, but he plays it off as a pleasured gasp "-I c-can handle anything"
"Alright"
He's thankful the two of you don't notice his growing need, he'd hate to cut the fun short because of it.
'I should've used the bathroom before this'
"Caleb" your sweet voice rings out, "open" you nudge the water bottle into his mouth.
"I-I think I already had enough-"
"We need you hydrated leb, it's gonna be a while"
He hides his dread, knowing the two of you it could go on for hours, his poor length throbs painfully at the thought of holding it for that long.
"Something wrong?"
He snaps out of his thoughts and forces a smile, "nope"
"Good" you push the bottle to his lips and he reluctantly sips, the water pushing into his already full bladder making him whimper. When he's drunk enough you pull the bottle away and eagerly continue to touch him, your thumb circling his tip and dipping into the small slit.
'This is fine, I can hold it'
He tells himself, tensing his body and placing all his focus into not making an embarrassment of himself. However as much as he tries to hide it, Zayne and you are very well aware of his predicament, after all the two of you had planned it.
While you continue to rub his hardness Zayne moves behind him to sneak his hands to Calebs chest, touching him just the way he loves. Showered with affection he feels warmer, his cheeks too flushed from only being rubbed.
Time passes, each tingle zip's through his body differently, more desperate each time. His arms start to tremble, rattling the chain that connects them to the ceiling and his hips twitch. Fresh tears form in his eyes as pain and arousal swirl in pelvis.
He bites down on his bottom lip, glossy eyes looking down curiously when you press a kiss on his lower belly. You keep pressing light kisses across his skin, the feathery touch only adding on to his sensitivity.
His body burns up, his uniform sticking to him like a second skin, sharp breaths escaping him with each pang that hits his pelvis. As much as he'd like to continue he knows he's reaching his limit, whimpering he shakily speaks up.
"W-wait"
Zayne and you pause for a moment, looking at one another.
"Need something?" you ask before resuming your kisses.
"I'm really sorry b-but" he whimpers "I have to-mm go"
"Go where?" you ask feigning obliviousness.
"B-bathroom" he whimpers again feeling a sharper pang "please"
"Hm," you pretend to think about it "can't you wait? try holding it"
"I-I can't" he sniffles "please I c-can't anymore"
"Does it hurt?" Zayne asks.
"Yes"
"Where?" Zaynes hand moves down to his abdomen "here?"
Caleb shakes his head blinking back tears.
The other man's hand moves further down, his touch almost feather like until he reaches his pelvis. "Here?" he suddenly presses down which forces out a mix of a sob and whine from Caleb.
"N-no"
"No?" Zayne asks as he rubs slow deep circles "It doesn't hurt here?"
He chokes out a sob as his knees give out on him, the only thing holding him up being the chain.
"This area appears to be sore" he moves his hand away for a second then brings it back, his touch now cold enough to make the other man yelp. "This will help"
Caleb tries to squirm away from him but you keep him in place, your lips pressing a wet kiss to his ear before whispering.
"Fruit?"
He thinks for a second then shakes his head. You press another kiss then move away to a nearby table. You grab the bottle of lube and bring it back while watching Zayne tease Caleb's sensitive skin with his evol.
He feels his mind grow fuzzier, his body hot and trembling. Tears blend in with sweat, his body growing even more frustrated from the lack of relief.
"Please I-I really have to-" he gets interrupted by another whimper. "p-please"
You pour some lube on your fingers then look down at him with a frown.
"What? Can't hold it in?" You roll your eyes "what would everyone think? The Farspace fleet's colonel wetting his uniform because he can't be patient"
He shakes his head, his eyes closing from the dizziness of pleasure and pain.
"You're gonna be good for us right?"
He nods with a whimper, unsatisfied Zayne squeezes his length.
"We need a verbal answer"
"Y-yes!" He moans "I'll be g-good I'll hold it"
You finish prepping your fingers and move behind Caleb pulling back his pants and boxer enough to fit your hand in. Your fingers gently trace his opening feeling it tighter than usual.
"Relax for me" you kiss his nape and move your free hand to his chest. You play with his perked nipples, just enough to have his head roll back into your shoulder.
"I-I can't ngh I-"
"-you already are" you wiggle two fingers in, "see? You can take it, maybe even more"
You glance over at Zayne, he nods and begins to rub Caleb's tip with his thumb his other hand continuing to poke at his bladder. Meanwhile you add in another finger, curling them in deep until you find it.
Zayne's cold hand makes him feel even more sensitive, the urge to go stronger by each passing second. His body clenches, trying it's best to hold it but a little bit of pee already starts to ooze from his tip. He looks down helplessly, embarrassment seeping in along with relief, however its quickly stopped by Zayne's thumb.
"Just a little more sweetheart, how do you feel?"
"It hurts" He whines "but i-it also feels really good ngh, I'm s-so confused- is this weird?"
"No it's not weird" Zayne reassures him, "we're glad you like this"
"You look so pretty leb" you kiss his cheek. "All pink and warm, letting out the cutest noises for us"
Your praise makes his length throb.
"Poor thing, don't worry we're almost done"
Zayne hums in agreement, "and when you're ready you can let it all out"
'Oh'
'I'm never making it to the bathroom'
It took him an embarrassingly long time to realize what your true goal was, it wasn't to just watch him tremble with need, but to see him make an absolute mess of himself. Strangely enough he finds the idea incredibly hot, chained up and forced to hold it in until he bursts while the two of you watch and tease him.
"Okay"
Content with his answer Zayne and you double in your efforts. He moans and squirms, your fingers ceaselessly targeting his most sensitive spot, touch so deep he feels his bladder being squished between your fingers inside and Zayne's outside.
Zayne's thumb moves away from his slit, instead slowly pumping his length while his mouth moves down to suck on one of his balls.
"Ngh"
"Did you like that? should I keep going?" he smirks, watching Caleb eagerly nod.
"P-please"
He feels Zayne's warm wet mouth on him again sending new waves of pleasure through him. It's so much, too hot, too wet, too full. His mind spins and his raw feelings seep through, a sort of submissiveness that comes out when all his walls are broken down. He doesn't even notice the short dribbles of pee that escape him.
"ah...ah...mm" he lets out the sweetest whimpers, glossy eyes unfocused and lips wet with drool that drips down into a puddle. The sight alone makes your core feel warm, all of this for your-and Zayne's-eyes only, no one else will ever catch a single glimpse of this side of him.
You grip Caleb's chin and force his face up to kiss him roughly, desire and possessiveness driving you to finger him harder. You pour all your efforts into pushing him to the edge, your mouth swallowing every whimper and moan. Zayne matches your pace, his lips sucking harder and his hand teasing Calebs tip.
Calebs body jerks and twitches, he feels it build up. A drunk like feeling leaving him panting and whining. His vision blurs from tears and arousal, a part of him wishing these feelings would never end and another desperately crying for release. His center contracts and he moves away from you with a small cry, his gaping mouth making his drool pour out in thick strings.
"a-ah mm please-please ugh"
You nod at Zayne, he pulls up Caleb's boxer and pants, pressing a chaste kiss on the covered bulge before standing up to join you.
"It feels so full right?" Zayne whispers into his ear, cold hand resuming its movements on his lower belly. Caleb rapidly nods, eyes clenching shut at a particular sting.
"No no no, open them, look down"
Your hand forces him to look at the wet patch on his pants, a mixture of sticky pre and spurts of piss. Embarrassment comes back to him with full force, he watches his delicate uniform get stained by his own fluids.
Your relentless fingers pound into his bladder and Zayne's cold touch from outside forces him over the edge, his body unable to hold back anymore.
He tries to keep his eyes open, vision blurred by his tears and pleasure, he can faintly make out the growing wet patch on his white pants. His body convulses between you and Zayne, moaning loudly as he squirts out pee and cum. He orgasms harder than ever before, his mind blank for a couple seconds, all he feels is the pleasure crashing down his body squeezing out everything from him.
As soon as his arms are free his weak knees give out on him and he falls into the warm puddle, his prestigious uniform now completely ruined. He lays there for a moment, more drool trickling down from the side of his mouth. He feels the warm puddle seep into his clothes, his hair damp from sweat and the fluids.
"Aw, couldn't hold it in anymore huh?" your sweet voice contrasts the way you roughly grip his chin. "and you made such a mess on my floor..." you say, giving him a look of disappointment.
He whimpers softly, glossy eyes looking up to you pleadingly.
"'m s-sorry I-I really tried-"
"-clearly not enough because my floor is wet and sticky" You sigh.
"I'm sorry....I'll clean it"
His body trembles as he gets on his hands and knees, a mixture of his fluids dripping from his hair and face. He slowly takes off his uniform, bunching it up to make a makeshift rag.
His mind starts to clear as the rush dies down, each wet slap of his uniform meeting the floor making him blush harder. He doesn't dare to look up at either of you, instead he keeps a focused gaze on the floor trying to clean up as quickly as possible.
"That's enough," Zayne crouches with open arms. "Come here"
Caleb glances at his drenched clothes then his body. He hesitates then slowly moves closer to the other man.
"I'm dirty-"
He feels Zayne hug him tightly, "we don't care, besides we're going to take a bath"
"Are we done?"
You nod and lean down to kiss his forehead. "Yup, all done. You did so well for us as always"
He perks up at your praise and you laugh softly.
"Come on let's get you cleaned up"
Zayne and you help him stand then finish undressing him, while Zayne walks him over to the bathroom you pile the rest of his clothes over his drenched clothes leaving his boots next to it.
When you walk over to the bathroom you see Caleb eagerly sitting on the shower seat waiting for you. You undress yourself and throw your clothes next to Zayne's then walk up to Caleb. While Zayne prepares the bath water you gently wash and massage Caleb's head, smiling at the soft sighs he let's out when your fingers press certain areas.
You continue to clean him, taking your time with each area keeping your touch gentle and your words soft. After throughly cleaning him you wash yourself before stepping into the bath, Zayne joining shortly after. The three of you get comfortable in the tub, Caleb sitting in between to get cuddled by you both.
"How did it feel?"
Zayne's voice snaps him from his daze.
"Mm...it was good, unexpectedly good" he blushes. "It was embarrassing and a little humiliating, but in a good way"
"I had a feeling you would like it" you say proudly.
"I like everything we do together" he smiles "I like us being together"
You smile back, "I do too"
"As do I" Zayne says, "I love you both, I've never been happier" he adds on softly.
Caleb tries to find the right words to tease him but his heart swoons, feeling oddly flustered over Zayne's confession.
"Me too" you look at the two then sigh happily, snuggling closer to Caleb. "Next time you should pee in my mouth"
....
"What?"
"As your primary care physician"
"Here comes Mr fun police" you roll your eyes "Whatever Zayne just say you want all his pee to yourself"
Zayne blushes, "I never said that-"
"Sylus level of greed by the way"
"I wasn't saying you can't have it but consuming it can be-"
"-can we please stop talking about that" Caleb interrupts the two of you clearly embarrassed.
"Sorry" you kiss his cheek, "we can talk about it another time"
"Agreed" Zayne says. "I am happy to hear you enjoyed today though, you did so good"
"That's because he's our good boy" you hum.
Caleb shivers at the pet name and nods.
Zayne and you continue to murmur praises into his ear, your hands rubbing his muscles. The warmth of the water and your combined tender touches making him melt, his body slack and blissful. He slowly feels his eyelids close.
"Sleep, we'll take care of everything"
The last thing he feels is two gentle kisses on his head before a peaceful slumber takes over.
Ts was so fun to write but took me forever😣 fun fact I wrote 2 different fics but didn't like them then came up w this one😋 I might rewrite the other two someday🤔
CW: (F)Dom/(M)Sub, anal, overstimulation, mutual obsession, potential mpreg, cum inflation. It kinda got outa hand again I apologize in advance *rubs the back of my head nonchalantly and sexily*
-Everything is consensual and pre negotiated-
You had a last minute trip, not too long, you'd be back tomorrow. Pressing your lips against his you had apologized to him and told him to stay in your apartment and make himself comfortable. Promises of extra cuddles and kisses as a reward for being so patient and such a good boy. That alone was enough to ease his disappointment.
So he did as you suggested and made himself comfortable in your room. Fresh out of the shower he laid in your bed, pressing his face against your pillow to pick up the scent of your shampoo and natural scent. His body relaxes knowing it's home, now all he's missing is your warmth. He misses you, every time he or you have to leave, separated by work and life, it hurts. He wants nothing more than to wake up next to you everyday and fall asleep with you in his arms.
But he will be patient, like Zayne's husband says, good boys get rewards, and as much as he hates the guy, he has to admit he's right.
He stretches out on the bed, moving around the sheets and pillows and feels something soft when his hand slips under your pillow. Curious he lifts the pillow eyes widening in surprise when he spots one of your panties. He hesitates before reaching for it, the cloth still a little warm which means you had slipped it off just before you left. He whimpers and nuzzles the cloth with realization, you had left it there for him.
He keeps the cloth close, sniffing and rubbing it occasionally. Since it's too early for bed he decides to go on his phone and talk to his friends, well, friends and Sylus. Gideon was going on and on about how yet another girl rejected him, Zayne was panicking because somehow he got pregnant and is scared to tell Sylus and Sylus sent him a voice message of himself singing 'for the abandoned puppy who misses his mistress'.
He groans and hides his face in your pillow and panties. He wishes you were here and he didn't had to deal with those idiots. With much reluctance he opens his messaging app. Gideon is a lost cause, Sylus is...Sylus, so the one he taps onto is Zayne.
Caleb doesn't understand why Zayne would be so afraid to tell him, they're literally married, yes it was unexpected and not intentional, but Sylus looks at him like he's his whole world. As a man in love himself he can see how much Sylus cares for the doctor.
He listens to Zaynes concerns, offering his own input and advice until he manages to calm him. Then, of course he tries to get details, which Zayne only vaguely gives. After a while of talking Zayne thanks him and logs off.
Caleb sighs and tosses his phone aside.
Family.
He's thought of it before, having one with you. But he would never burden you with that, he knows you're still in the early years of your career, having fun and enjoying your youth. He also doesn't like how it'd affect your body, the chances of you being harmed or worse... no, unless you ask to, he would never dare ask himself. But Zaynes situation brought to light an idea.
What if he were to carry the baby?
If Zayne was able to get pregnant then so could he, he just has to look into how.
Determined, he checks online, surely someone else has thought of doing the same, holding on to that, he searches every corner of the internet until finally he finds something. 'Pegrt', a special gel that when mixed with your desired partners cum activates chemicals that can impregnant any gender, the only one of its kind. Caleb looks at the screen amazed not thinking twice before purchasing a special that comes with the gel and aplicator, worst case scenerio it doesn't work, at least the two of you could still have fun with it.
He pays for express shipping so that the package comes before you come home tomorrow. Excited he falls asleep holding your panties close, just a couple more hours.
He wakes up early the next day, taking care of chores and food for your arrival, and also to distract himself from the package. He checks in with Zayne in between, glad to see everything working out smoothly with Sylus just as he expected. And of course he received a text from the man proudly announcing that he's going to be a father. He sighs and finally opens his messages with Gideon, offering words of comfort and a promise to ask you to hook him up with one of your coworkers.
He hears the door ring and perks up, practically running to the door, as expected his package had arrived. He signs for it and closes the door, bringing the box into your room. He sets it down on a table and opens it, carefully laying out all the materials, he also reads the instructions wanting to be fully prepared for when you come home, which doesn't take you much longer to.
By the time you walk in and lock the door he appears in front of you like a puppy waiting for it's owner. You laugh softly and bring him into a hug, kissing his cheek and jaw. He hums contently, you're finally home, back to him.
He moans softly when you nip at his neck, pushing him in further your home. He let's you guide him into the bedroom, stopping you before you push him down in your bed.
"Wait, I got something" he moves away to the table and you follow curious.
"Hm? what's this?" you look at each item then smirk at the sight of a dildo, but it looks a little... different.
"I um, was thinkin" he starts
"do you want to have a baby with me?"
Silence follows, your brain taking a couple seconds to react.
"What?"
He swallows dryly and continues "I've been thinking of us having a family and well" he blushes "sorry this was pretty random huh?"
You smile and rub his arm "it's okay i've been thinking of it too it's just" you grimace "the...process to have a baby, I don't think I want that right now"
"I figured, which is whyyy I bought this" he taps the gel
You look at it confused leaning in to read it the label.
"Is this legit?"
He shrugs "I dunno but it's worth a shot"
"True" you smile and take off your clothes before sitting on the table, "well you know what to do"
With that he starts to get to work, skillfully probing your walls and rubbing constant circles on your clit. He uses every piece of information of what you like best, putting them to use until he feels you're close. "Are you close? Please tell me you are
-I want your babies"
You finish faster than you thought you would, his words somehow triggering an unknown part of you. In the midst of it Caleb reaches for a spoon like object to scoop your release and place it in the gel container. Once he has enough he starts to stir it together until the gel turns white. He feels himself throb at the sight, knowing all of it would be in him soon.
Meanwhile you start to get ready, pulling up the harness and connecting the pump to the container. It happens a little fast, him naked on the bed, legs parted waiting for you. He has this look in his eyes, a sort of desperation you haven't seen before. In this pause you think, it's a sudden descion, if it does work what follows? is it to soon or rushed?
"Pips?"
You look at him and make your way to the bed, rubbing his thigh you speak up.
"Caleb, is this what you really want?"
He looks at you confused, "what do you mean, course I do, wouldn't have suggested it if I wasn't sure... do you not want this? it's fine if you don't"
You shake your head and give him a reassuring smile.
"I do want this but, what about your life? you're gonna have to stay with me, you won't be able to work"
He takes your hand and rubs it against his face.
"My life is with you, I don't care about anything else, I want you"
Your heart melts at his words and you lean down to kiss him. You'll take his trust and keep it safe along with his body, caring for it gently just as he has to you.
He deepens the kiss, needy whimpers that lead to his arms wrapping you close.
"Put it in, I'm ready"
You bite down a laugh, of course he is.
You pull away for a moment to align yourself with his opening, watching as he greedily sucks it in, inch by inch until the base is pressed against him.
"How does it feel?" you ask while pressing down on his tummy which earns you a soft moan.
"Mm good s-so good" he pants, his face a little too flushed. Frowning you press the back of your hand on his cheek then forehead.
"You're warm, are you feeling alright?"
He nods "It's just the mm-enhancer, h-helps increase the chances"
You sigh in relief and start a slow pace. You roll your hips into him, hands moving to massage his legs and hips, easing him until he's fully relaxed and putty to your touch. His whimpers and moans fill the room, his eyes going half lidded and occasionally rolling back when you hit his most sensitive spot. He grows warmer, the pleasure of the toy stronger, his body is too sensitive, every single touch extracting loud sounds from him.
"Mm y-yes! harder please" he whines "w-wanna have your babies ngh I'll be g-good!"
"Yeah? you want me to make you a daddy? fill you up till you swell?" your hands travel to his tummy, rubbing gently "all mine, you won't be able to ever leave, you'll be mine forever, is that what you want?"
"Yes!" even through the haze in his mind he knows, his place has always been next to you, in life and death he'll always hold on, no matter what he'll always ensure that you're within his reach.
"My sweet boy, always so good for me, of course you'll be a good daddy" your hands continue their massage, from his belly to under his chest then back down through the sides of his torso, taking in the sight of his trembling body that reaches for you. You take his legs again, placing them over your shoulders as you bend down to kiss him, his body easily folding.
Hot, wet and roughly, your lips meet and meet again, drool and his pleasured tears making a mess of his face. He begs to you, broken moans and tense hands that grip on to you to hold you closer. Each time the toy slams in he feels the poke at the tip of it, knowing what will come of it soon, it's a little torturous, not knowing when his need will be met. He feels strange, his body too eager, too unsatisfied.
He cries, frustration and arousal pounding at his mind, he can tells he's louder than usual, embarrassment settling at the back of his mind. But he can't stop, every semblance of control ripped away leaving only the desire to be bred and claimed. He can feel his body and mind opening for it, his insides accommodating for whats to come and his chest throbbing with sensitivity. He moves your hands to them, rubbing your palm over his hardened buds. You part lips, peppering his face with kisses.
"Can't wait for these to fill up with milk, you're gonna look so cute" you pinch one "so heavy and dripping, our baby will never starve"
"Look at you, it's as you were made to carry my children" your hands continue to tease, drawing out whimpers from him. Your lips travel to his ear, biting down before whispering.
"Are you close?"
He nods with a broken sob making his body shake, "y-yes please been so good ngh please want you to fill me-stuff me-with your c-cum a-ah!" He tenses when you pull out all the way only to slam in deep.
"That's it, take it, it's what you wanted right? to be stuffed with my cum" you lick up a tear, squirting in more of the gel into him.
His hands scramble for purchase, tangling themselves in your hair. He cries out each time you thrust, pace relentless and precise, you repeatedly hit his prostate. His vision blurs from tears and the dizzying arousal that forces out his breath and senses. He cums hard, splattering all over himself, he barely has a moment to process it when he feels something flood inside of him.
For the first time ever he squeals, making your eyes widen in surprise, his body shakes, squirming from overstimulation. His head is thrown back, tears and drool rolling down freely. His mind shatters, wave after wave of pleasure making his legs twitch so much you eventually have to pin them down to avoid them hitting you. You keep rolling your hips as you let him milk the toy, making sure every last drop is deep within him.
He gasps for air, back arching and twisting, his legs fall as soon as you move your hands, his body taking this as a way to move away but you quickly flip him over on to his knees.
"Where are you going?"
He sniffles "T-too much"
"I'll stop moving then, there's only a little more left, do you think you can take it?"
He nods and rests his forehead on his arms, the new postion offering him a view to his belly, he can see how swollen he is from the thick endless spurts of creamy white liquid. Soon it'll grow bigger, the fruit of your love growing inside of him. He moans and clenches around the toy, feeling himself grow hard again at the sight. Despite all his senses going haywire and his body protesting, he wants more. He slowly rocks himself into you, seconds later feeling your hands on his hips to help.
Finally you're all done, you carefully slip out of him, quickly replacing the toy with a plug. You're quick to get him comfortable, wipes, water and blankets, everything he could possibly need to wind down. You cradle him and pepper him with kisses while murmuring praises. His body relaxing until laying limply on the bed.
While he sleeps you reach for your phone, looking for houses that are close enough to your work but far enough from others, until one catches your eye. You send it to Sylus adding a message to it.
'Remember that favor you owe me?'
Minutes later you receive the deed for the house and a message from Sylus.
'There's some furniture on the way, I assume you're planning to go there now'
'Oh and I also sent his resignation letter, you're all set'
Smiling you quickly thank him then put some clothes on Caleb before carrying him to your car. You gently place him on the passenger seat, kissing his cheek and nuzzling into him.
"My Caleb, we'll be home soon and you'll be right where you're supposed to be" you kiss him again "sleep well my love"
You close the door and move to the drivers seat, settling in before driving off to the next chapter of your lives.
We should acknowledge how possessive MC can be more often. Yandere MC would be so tuff.
You take a breath and check your phone, re reading your earlier conversation with Caleb. The two of you have been dating for some time now and often sexually explore. For tonight he had a made a 'special' request.
You open the door and step in, as soon as the door clicks shut, you hear slow pattering coming your way. You take another deep breath, getting ready for the scene before turning to look down at your boyfriend. On the floor, on all fours your boyfriend sits, naked, except for the dog ears on his head and dog tail attached to his hips.
Something about seeing him near the door, waiting for you to come from work, makes you stare hard. However your unreadable face makes Caleb tense, small seeds of doubt growing in his mind. Is it weird? most girls would probably think so. He starts to shrink, embarrassment and nervousness making him start regretting suggesting this.
Just as he's about to stand up you walk closer, arms wide as you lean down to hug him.
"My sweet boy, waiting for mommy to come back home" you coo, patting his head "did you miss me that much?"
He visibly relaxes.
"Y-yes"
"Aw poor thing, let's go lay down together, mommy's tired from work"
He nods and you lead the way, occasionally looking back to see him following you on all fours. His head is down, avoiding your eyes, but you can see the blush that reaches his ears, cute.
Once in the bedroom you begin to undress while Caleb fetches a collar, bringing it to you with his mouth. You smile and pat his head then sit at the edge of the bed to put it on him, hooking a leash to go with it.
"So handsome, my puppy is the cutest" you giggle when he whines.
Your hand moves to cup his cheek as you press a kiss on his forehead.
"My Caleb, the one who I love the most"
"Master please"
"Hm?" you pull away "what's wrong hun?"
"c-can I?-please"
You follow his gaze to your glistening folds and laugh.
"Is my puppy feeling needy?"
He nods and you pull at his leash until you feel his breath hitting your skin directly.
"Show me how much you want it"
He wastes no time in diving in, tongue eagerly lapping with content hums. You imagine that if his tail was real it'd be wagging side to side.
You let him have his fun, his fingers eventually joining his tongue. Each flick and thrust making your grip on the leash tighten and soft pleasured moans leaving past your lips. He presses kisses all across the inside of your thighs all the way back to your folds, lips smacking against wet skin, leaving a mess on his face. You praise his efforts, your hand never leaving his head, and each time he moans working faster with every encouragement.
You notice how his hips buck, practically humping the air and feel bad for your poor puppy so you pull his head back enough for him to stop and look up at you confused.
"Stay" you order before standing up to look for one of his special toys. When you retrive it you go back to him and suction it to the floor.
"Sit"
With a nod he obeys, you're glad he had prepped before hand, his body easily slipping the knotted length in.
"Good boy" you reward him with a kiss.
When you're sure he's ready you spread your legs in front of him again, slotting his face back into place. You watch his body rock, mouth parting each time his prostate is hit, each whimper and moan vibrating inside your walls.
"T-that's it, you're doing s-so good sweetheart-ngh" you gasp "-always making your-mgh-owner happy"
"Yes" he says against your core "my owner, no one else's- I'm your only pet"
"Just you"
He whimpers, hips bouncing on the toy while his fingers and mouth continue to pleasure you. The room is filled with the loud slaps of wet skin and the smell of your combined arousal, moans reaching a crescendo.
"M-mommy I-" his sentence gets cut off by his climax crashing down on him. He trembles in between your thighs, his legs giving out making him fall down onto the toy, the knot at the base forcing it's way in. He throws his head back, eyes wide as his walls squeeze the knot, thick spurts of fake cum coating his insides. "nngh?!" He whimpers and squirms, his body getting overstimulated to the point of tears.
You wish you had your phone to record this, his cute face as he gets bred by his special toy, he always gets so lost in pleasure that he forgets about the toys additional function.
While you stare at him your fingers move down to your clit, rubbing fast circles, you're already close. With enough stimulation and the sight of Caleb coming undone, you're pushed over the edge.
The two of you pant, coming down from your highs. You help pull him off from the toy, his hole leaking out the creamy liquid leaving a puddle on the floor. You're far from done, but you decide to let him come up to the bed since he's been behaving so well.
He snuggles up to you, licking up stripes on your skin while rambling, "Thank you master" his length hardening again, and of course like the silly puppy that he is he starts to hump you.
You laugh and pat his head, "does my handsome boy want more?"
"Please master-I'm your good boy-ah mm-" he whimpers, hips stuttering with each thrust "-ruin me ngh I'm a-all yours"
Your eyes darken, "Oh I will, I'll fuck every single thought out of you until you're nothing more than a dumb pet. You'll have to stay here with me, no one else would be able to see you, but that's fine right? you don't need anyone else but me after all"
Your hands become more possessive, tugging at his leash until his head is forced to look up at you.
"Say it"
"I don't need anyone else..." he leans closer "just you master"
His eyes are half lidded, lips covered in your juices and his drool, a pleasure drunk look on his face. Satisfied with his answer you pull him into a hungry kiss, claiming every inch of him until all he knows is you. You will never let him go again, in life and death the two of you will never part.
I uh, I think ts got a lil outta hand heh *rubs the back of my head while smiling awkwardly* kinda real tho like MC is kinda mommy ngl anyways!!!!!
