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when he’s helping you take off your underwear but instead of tossing them aside he slips them into his back pocket for safe keeping
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when he’s helping you take off your underwear but instead of tossing them aside he slips them into his back pocket for safe keeping
jealous colonel caleb and his lieutenant because i said so :)
“please!— please colonel! oh gosh—“ your begs and pleads filled the air, yet fell into deaf ears. the man behind you, your husband, was railing you into the large bed, his cock reaching your cervix with every harsh thrust, hands digging into your hips, “fuck—i-i can’t it’s too much caleb—“
“it’s not too much, you can take it,” he whispered in your ear, his hips pressing into the flesh of your ass, making it shake on impact, caleb’s eyes latched onto the jiggle, “damn—late nights at the gym with me has paid off,” slap! “your ass is getting fatter…didn’t even know that was possible.” you didn’t even understand what he was saying, your mind only filled with how deep his dick was going, how much pleasure your being given.
the sounds of skin slapping echoed in caleb’s bedroom, his hips reckless and powerful, thrusting into your wet pussy, his hand pressing onto your upper back to arch your back more.
the sight alone making him groan. your back arched nicely, your curls over your shoulders— fuck you were a masterpiece. grabbing a pillow, you stuffed your face into it, trying to hold back the loud moans which have probably waken up the whole of sky haven. that ass of yours driving caleb insane, shaking with every thrust, it was calling his name.
your ass red and bruised from his assualt earlier, spanking you for talking all cute and submissive for other men in the fleet. his heavy hand, still with his leather gloves on, landing on your flesh with every wrong answer you gave him. his other hand holding you down over his lap, until you apologised properly, which is when he finally rubbed your skin. squeezing the flesh and kissing your sore spots away, before putting you on all fours and fucking you raw.
“who do you belong to lieutenant? tell me,” caleb growled, his hands digging into the flesh of your hips, pulling your ass back to meet his own hips.
your head lifted from the pillow, black tears running down your face due to your mascara, your baby hair clinging to your face.
but nothing came out.
..did he even say anything? definitely not, however, it was too late when you realised he actually did speak, and even worse asked you something.
caleb’s silence sent shivers down your spine, and then his beefy arm went around your neck, pulling your torso up a little, bringing you to his chest. you could feel his muscles against your lower back, and his lips reached your ear, “i asked you a fucking question, don’t make me punish you again. or are you too cockdrunk to speak? can you only moan and beg? pathetic.” his voice was filled with power, commanding, making your pussy clench around him.
“i’m sorry colonel! i’m so sorry—fuck i’m so sorry! please—hah! what was the question? i’ll a-answer!” your hands went to his forearm, digging your nails into the firm muscle, feeling his arms tense. his arm was so muscular, so biteable it was hard not to sink your teeth into his flesh as well. “i’ll be a good girl colonel..!”
his other went to your bruised ass, landing another slap for your disobedience, “my poor lieutenant, can’t even remember what i said? little whore. i’ll say it again. who do you belong to?”
his thrusts picked up pace, slamming into your at an inhumane pace, feeling your tight pussy clench around his cock, your moans filling his ears. it only motivated him more, his cock reaching deeper into your cunt, you could feel it in your throat.
“i belong to you!—mhm! you colonel! only you!—ah! please—it’s too much!”
caleb’s arm removed itself from your neck, his hands. gently lowering your limp torso back onto the mattress. his hands going to your hips. his leg went up, to give him more strength to rail you harder. “too much? awh, little soldier can’t handle it? can’t handle my cock? huh?”
caleb scoffed, “silly girl, i’ll show you too much.”
@ alyakhq, do not plagiarise, copy or translate my work pls :)
i love caleb but i need to leave him alone more
temptation.... i can't escape you! desire... you're my forbidden fruit
overstimulating caleb because he was naughty ?? anyone…?
“shittt!” caleb whimpered out, hands digging into the bedsheets with a deadly grip. his eyes closed, head hung low with a few whines and moans.
“please…!” he squirmed, only to be readjusted by your hand pulling on his collar, “stay still caleb.”
“i’m trying,” caleb sputtered, trying to keep his temper stable. yet his attempts didn’t seem to work as much as he thought, caleb seeing your gaze go from his twitching cock to his face with a stare that sent shivers down his spine.
“…sorry..”
“you better be.”
the position you were in wasn’t anything common to caleb.
he was sat on the edge of the bed, hands behind him, whilst you sat on his thighs, restricting him from moving.
your hand wrapped around his twitching cock, the other hand holding his leash connected to a firm collar that was wrapped around his neck.
caleb had thought that you’d deprive him of cuddles, kisses and scratches. y’know the old stuff! maybe not let him come for a little, you’d never be too rough with him.
but after he destroyed your £2500 purse? the one that you saved up quite a lot of money for?? the one that you’ve only had for a month?
oh, you’ll teach him a lesson. or ten if needed.
overstimulating his poor, poor cock, running your hand up and down his length with a brutal pace, not even letting him relax when he finally came for the umpteenth time.
“please—i can’t no more…” caleb begged, head lowering with a few shaky moans. hands holding yours with pleading eyes.
“you can,”
“i can’t!” he whimpered.
“you can and you will,” you replied, jerking him off faster and faster as his moans increased, hands pushing at your rapidly moving palm.
“hah-ahhh! please i can’t!”
a laugh escaped your mouth before you asked him, “how many is this now?” you saw his brain work overtime before you squeezed his cock harder.
“fuck! oh my—“ caleb shook, eyes tightly shut, “e-eight? nine? maybe…i don’t know master, i’m sorry!”
he heard you tutting at him, “have you not been counting like i asked? tch, naughty dog. we’re at ten.”
“ten! yes ten! i remember…please no more!”
“should i really give you a break caleb?” you pushed him onto the bed, tying his head in front of him before grabbing a deadly weapon. “you thought it was 8…forgot 2 orgasms caleb, sigh i guess that’s two more.”
his eyes widened, “no! no no no no!! i’m sorry! no more! it’s ten! i know now!” he tried to squirm yet you were quicker than that, locking your body around his legs. placing the vibrating cock ring on him, the green colour giving caleb flashbacks to the videos you showed him of what it does to naughty pets like him.
yet his slight fear was easily sensed by you, a small part of you wanting to give into his crocodile tears. your hand went to his cheek, “only two caleb, i’ll give you a break after okay?” you promised, rubbing circles into his chest with your thumb before landing a wet kiss on his lips.
you heard him sob slightly before nodding, “o-only two..no more after that…” a laugh left you once more at his whiny tone, “okay my little pet.”
28/06/25 — i was crying so i decided to make myself feel better :)
when pussyeater!caleb w a stubble comes to play:
"Please...caleb please! No moree!—"
Your voice was slowly going, tired from screaming and moaning from the overwhelming pleasure that Caleb's tongue was giving you. Your hands bound by a heavy, invisible force, up above your head, your fist scratching against the wall behind you.
Meanwhile, Caleb's mouth was coated in the results your multiple orgasms, his stubble scratching agaisnt your pussy properly. Now if there was anything that Caleb loved to eat, it was you. He was the chef of the house, and you always ate what he made with no refusal, complimenting his work.
He can make lasagna, xiàolongbao, 5 star meals. And you help him sometimes, baking and cooking. Yet his favourite meal is something you make in between your legs. The scent too strong for him to ignore whenever you two ever get in bed, his hands grasping at your thighs.
A dildo, his mouth, his fingers, his dick—no matter what it is, Caleb has to have a one-on-one moment with your pussy. And if you struggle? No problem, he'll tie you up, use his own hands or his evol. Just how it is now.
"One—" he said in between kisses, "—more..." Caleb sucking on your pussy, his tongue swirling around your hole. His lips making out with your soaked folds, you could feel his beard rubbing agaisnt you, making the sensation even more sensitive than it is. Caleb continued to latch onto your cunt, slurping up your juices and moaning into your cunt. His eyebrows furrowed as he savours his dinner, eyes shut in ecstasy.
He realised himself with a small pop! panting, his hands molding your thighs like they were play dough.
'Oh gosh, it's too much to handle, his tongue was too much, his hands, his stupid beard!— every fucking thing was too much! A break— please just one break—'
"Hey hey," With a small swat to your hip, he looked at you from his knees. "There you are. You okay baby? Zoned out on me for a little." Caleb readjusted his position, sitting up straight. With a slurred voice, you replied, humming, "...m'okay...i'm done, i don't have anymore for your–needy mouth.."
Caleb's eyebrow rose, his head tilting as he pretending to think deeply, "Hm..."
You looked down, noticing his hand creeping back down to your thighs, pulling you up the chair so you're not uncomfortable. "How about...we make a deal?"
"...Calebbb..."
"It's not that bad, just oneeee more. Please? I'll be gentle, you can do it pop-squeak, i believe in you." He kissed your inner thigh, gently rubbing your skin with his thumbs.
"That's unfair..." A pout appeared on our lips as you felt that heavy force finally release your hands. Caleb holding your arms as he massages any sort of ache that you might have. "Okay, how about I'll make you anything you want baby if you let me finish my own meal. Deal?"
With a reluctant gaze, you nodded, "Deal..."
That was the best, worst and last deal you ever made with Caleb.
a/n: just a little thing i thought of when eating dinner today
don't steal @aly4khq's work
date made: 21/02/25
has anyone written us pegging caleb
asking for a friend 🥹
Omg glad you brought it up bc I BELIEVE Caleb loves having his fingered, pressing against his gspot and milking the cum out of his dick, like his eyes are rolling body shivers and all bye
guess what i’ve been writing since i posted that a few minutes ago
(yes i use dark mode my eyes are already bad💔)
i’m really a fool for dom!reader
i love subby men
YEAHHHHH your last reblog just activated me …. wanna see Gideon breaking Caleb’s back whisperin in his ear w that deep voice
THE WAY WE ALL KNOW WHOS BOTTOMM LMAOOO
i know damn well that gideon can FUCK and in the daa they were both bored and horny. so why not fuck each other?
caleb in his little whiny voice a little bit scared with gideon shushing him and gently pushing his dick into his stretched hole—IM GOIJG CRAZYY