NO GIRLFRIENDS ALLOWED
[ part 1 ]
[ this is all smut. This is also the first draft of this WIP. I write smut first ooops. Anyway, enjoy the filth ]
Summary: Caleb is getting ready for a date and you stop him.
TW/Tags: pure smut, kinda really filthy, first kiss, first time blowjob, it’s actually face fucking, dirty talk, Caleb’s self control is on thin ice and you smash tf out of it, Caleb x reader, mild degradation, freak4freak, praise kink, size kink, grinding, no p in v yet, gege is used, adopted trope is mentioned, Caleb is right where he wants to be OKAY, guys I write 10k+ smut fics usually so the p in v will come in the next part dw your girl’s got u
Anyway, lmk if I miss anything.
ENJOY:
“Where are you going all dressed up like that?” You glared at Caleb, frowning as you stare down at how dressed up he looked. He was wearing a nice shirt and clean jeans. Not that he was sloppy but you’ve just watched him nervously fix his hair for five minutes.
He didn’t meet your eyes when he replied, “Nowhere.”
Your eyes narrowed at him, arms crossed, you waited for him to continue. He didn’t. He was lying. “Liar.”
Caleb’s eyes darted to the clock on his nightstand before finally meeting yours. “Don’t worry. I’ll be back in time for our movie marathon.” He fixed you a bright smile but it didn’t quite reach his eyes.
This was the first weekend the two of you had been home together since going to university. You assumed that you’d be spending every second together and Caleb looking like he was about to leave for the day was defintely not in your intensity for the day.
“I wanna go to where you’re going too.”
He cleared he throat uncomfortably. “Not a good idea.”
He was being too suspicious. “Why not?”
Caleb sighed, looking at everything and anything but you as he replied, “I’m going on a … a date.”
There was no way you heard him correctly. Caleb on a …date? No way. He wasn’t interested in girls. He told you he didn’t want a girlfriend—that he was going to focus on school and getting a job and a relationship wasn’t even something he wanted right now.
Maybe he meant it as something else. Dates happened at night and it was barely noon. “It’s lunch time,” you told him.
“And?”
“Dates happen at night.”
His lips quirked into a small, amused smile. “They happen whenever. Anyway, I’ll be back before dinner.”
Your eyes widened. Oh.
So he was actually going on a date. The thought of it did not sit well in your stomach. But was it even a real date if he was planning to be back for dinner? That didn’t seem like enough time for a romantic date. “Right but, is, like, four hours nearly enough for a date?”
Maybe he was just going to see a friend. Like a friend date. A platonic, non-romantic date.
“Yeah. We’ll be quick.”
“Quick. What does that even mean?”
He cleared his throat, the tips of his ears suddenly red. “When you get a boyfriend, you’ll know what I mean.”
His words made you pause. Who said anything about having a boyfriend? Did he mean to imply that he was seeing a girlfriend?
“So is she your girlfriend?” your tone sounded upset but you didn’t mean it to be. You were just surprised, that was all.
Caleb’s gaze landed on you for a moment, watching you as if trying to figure out where this conversation was heading to. You’d also like to know, honestly. The words, at this point, seem to just be stumbling out of your lips.
“No, Pips, she’s not.”
“Good.” Frowning, you shook your head. Not that it was any of your business if he drives to get one or not. Either way, you wanted to meet whoever he was going to see— girlfriends or not. As Caleb’s closest person, it was your responsibility to approve of his partners. “Are you gonna bring her over?”
He looked conflicted for a moment. “I’m not sure. Maybe eventually.”
You didn’t like how his answer made you annoyed. You stepped into his room, closing the door. Caleb’s eyes flickered to the closed door, his escape now gone.
This was now an integration and he wasn’t allowed to escape.
“Is she pretty?”
Hesitation. Caleb fiddled with the ends of his shirt before he let out a deep breath, sitting on his bed. “Yeah. You’ll like her. She’s nice and kind. I’ll introduce you two later.”
“No.” The refusal came out before you could even register his words.
“What?” Caleb looked confused.
You were feeling it, too. You didn’t know where this awful jealousy was coming from and it was making you unreasonable.
“I don’t like this,” you said softly, a pout on your lips. You haven’t hang out with your gege all semester and when you finally thought you had him for yourself, he was going to ditch you for another girl.
It was so very rude of him.
“I promise I’ll spend all of tomorrow with you.”
That should fix it but you were still feeling deep, green, jealousy. He was supposed to be yours all weekend. So you told him the truth: “I don’t like sharing you with another girl.”
“You’re not sharing me, Pips,” he assured you, “I’m just hanging out with a friend who happens to be a girl. No biggie.”
“No, that’s not the same thing.”
“Yeah? How so?”
You crossed your arms. Caleb was such a big dummy sometimes. Why couldn’t he understand that you didn’t want him to hang out with a pretty and kind girl? What if she decided that she wanted to be with him all the time? She’d taking him away from you.
“You’re my gege, you know, not hers.”
Caleb pulled you into his space, his arms bracing around your body as he hugged you. “I’m not planning to be her gege,” he said with a smile, head burrying into your chest, “I’ll always be your gege, okay, Pips? I’ll be her …something else.”
You pushed away from him. “No.”
Caleb looked up at you, amused. “No?”
“Your mine.”
“Listen, Pips, when people start dating, they start feeling things together that only couples get to feel. I’ll always be your gege. But you’ll find someone else you’ll like so much more later.”
Dating.
So it was a date.
He was going to see his girlfriend.
He liked hanging out this new girl more than he liked hanging out with you. It wasn’t right. Caleb was yours.
He was your gege first and he’d always be yours and only yours.
You didn’t want a boyfriend and you certainly weren’t planning to replace him with another man like how he clearly was replacing you.
You shook your head at him. “But I only like you. Why don’t we go on a date instead? It doesn’t have to be with her?”
Caleb’s eyes widened, his ears turning a deeper shade of red, the colour creeping down to his cheeks.
“I don’t think you understand—”
“I understand perfectly.”
He cleared his throat, eyes wide as he looked at you as your words caught up to him. He frowned a moment later, a deep gruntled sigh escaped his lips before he shook his head, looking as if he’d rather be doing anything else than have this conversation with you.
“Listen, Pips, I’ll just be a few hours. I’ll be back quickly and we can hang out, okay?” He was trying to change the subject.
You weren’t going to let him. “Is it because you want to kiss her?”
“Well—”
Oh, no.
No, no, no, no.
This girl has seduced Caleb with kissing. Boys were so quick to fall for a pretty girl with pretty lips. You thought Caleb would be different but alas, your gege was merely a man and was quick to succumb to the promise of a kiss.
You’d fight fire with fire. You sat beside him, your thighs pressed against his because you meant serious business. “If I kiss you instead, will you not go on a date with her?”
“Pipsqueak, it’s more than just kissing—”
You nodded, cutting him off before he could finish his excuse, “Okay, fine. I can do more than kissing too.”
Caleb closed his eyes, throwing his head back as his groaned. “You don’t know what you’re saying. Those are things you do with your boyfriend, not your gege.”
Those were things you thought you’d do with someone you love and care for. And Caleb defiantly fell in those two categories. You loved him and cared for him with your whole heart.
“Why not? Don’t you like me?”
He sighed. “Of course I do. But this is different.”
Why didn’t he want to be with another girl so badly? What was it that she had that you didn’t? “Is it because I’m not pretty like her?”
Caleb stiffened for a moment before he turned to face you, eyes serious when he stated, “Pips, you’re very fucking pretty.”
You crossed your arms over your chest, pouting as you grumbled, “Then why don’t you want to kiss me instead.”
“We can’t.”
“So you do want to?”
Caleb groaned. “Grandma adopted both of us, yeah? That means I’m your big brother.” He sounded like he was trying to convince himself instead of you.
Your eyes narrowed at his lame excuse. “But you’re really actually not.” You sighed dramatically, feighing disaapintment in him and Caleb looked like all he wanted to do was apologize and make it up to you. “I guess you just like her more than me.”
“No, that’s not true at all.”
He took the bait? You were surprised but it didn’t matter. All you had to do was reel him in now “Then why won’t you kiss me?”
Caleb was conflicted, he held himself back as if stopping himself from actually just kissing you. “If I kiss you—if you let me kiss you, I won’t let you go. Ever. You’ll be mine and I can’t do that to you.”
Your eyes widened, heart racing with excitement. Yes.
Yes, yes, yes, yes.
That was exactly what you wanted. “Gege, I want to be yours.”
Caleb swore under his breath, “Fuck.”
This was it— you caught him, you had Caleb wrapped around your little fingers. He wasn’t going to leave you for some other pretty girl. You blinked up at him, fluttering your lashes as you asked sweetly, “Please, gege, you’re mine, aren’t you?”
Caleb’s resolve crumbled. You saw it the moment his shoulder dropped. His hand reached for you, landing on your shoulder before he traced it to your neck, culling your chin as he pulled your gaze to him. “Yeah, I’m yours.”
You smile was shy. “I’m yours, too, gege.”
“Fuck, you’re wrecking my self control,” he whispered but he didn’t let go nor did he push you away.
Your own hands reached up to lay on his chest, fingers spreading to feel the expanse of his muscled planes. He was warm and so solid beneath your touch— so much better from what you’ve imagined in the privacy of your room.
“We can kiss all day if you don’t go on that date.”
Caleb moaned, breathing you in. “I’d want to do more than kiss you.”
You licked your lips in anticipation of what he’d do to you. “I’ll let you.”
“Will you?” He nuzzled your neck, lips tracing the contour of your jaw.
A small nod was all you could muster. “Mhm.”
You felt him smirk agaisnt your skin as he lightly nipped your neck. “You just want me all for yourself, huh?”
You lolled your head to the side in response, giving him more space to explore your exposed skin. “I do, I do.”
Caleb licked a line down to your shoulder before biting. You groaned in pain but didn’t push him away. He smiled when he pulled away, kissing the first mark he’d leave on your body.
“You’d do anything for gege to stay with you?”
“Yeah, anything.” You sounded breathless already. You didn’t even do anything yet and you were already a mess.
“Alright.” Caleb shifted beside you, reaching over for his phone. You heard the sound of him typing and a message going through before he tossed his phone aside haphazardly. “Come here, baby.”
Caleb pulled you over and you let him manouver you until you sat on his lap facing him. You sat with your legs around him, bracing yourself on his shoulder for balance as he placed a strong hand on the small of your back.
There was a glint in his eyes when you looked up at him that made your heart flutter. “Why don’t you show me first, how much you want me to stay.” His other hand reached up to pick on the hem of your shirt. “Go on. Take it off.”
You weren’t sure if he was serious or not, the silence lingering only for a moment before you realized that this was what Caleb was planing to do with the girl he was going to see. The very thought of this faceless woman perched on his lap and taking of her shirt for him had your blood boiling.
You didn’t hesistate to pull your shirt over your head. It should be you taking your shirt off for Caleb, not some other girl.
You heard Caleb’s breath hitch. His eyes glued on your chest as you settled into a conformal position on his lap. The hand on your back began to stroke patterns on your skin and you squinted at how it made every inch of your skin tingle.
“That’s it, baby, keep going,” Caleb encouraged, eyes flicking up to yours for a moment in challenge before they settled back on your chest. Caleb greedily took in the sight of you as if he was burning the vision to his memory. Slowly, you unhook your bra, holding it with one hand at the front to prevent it from dropping immediately.
The reality of what you were doing was sinking in and you found yourself feeling shy from exposing your body like this. Apart from your own eyes, you’ve never had anyone else see your body and the thought of Caleb being the first to see you naked had your skin burning with arousal.
“Show gege more, come on,” he whispered, fingers playing with the strap of your bra, “Let me see how pretty my girl is.”
You were feeling so shy but you wanted to show Caleb your body. You’ve been training hard to be a hunter and you should be proud of all the work you’ve done. Plus, Caleb would never make you feel bad about how you look.
Slowly, you lowered your arms, baring your chest to Caleb.
“That’s it, Pipsqueak,” Caleb whispered, memorizing every inch of your skin you showed him, “You’re being such a good girl.”
You looked away, unable to meet his eyes in fear that he wouldn’t like what he saw.
Caleb, however, moaned as he took in the sight of you.
“Fuck. Juicy fucking tits.” His hand reached for you, the ghost of his touch as he hovered over your chest made you shiver. He was barely touching you and it was making you incredibly wet. “This is all for me?”
You nodded, straightening your back as you pushed your skin into his hand. “Yeah.”
Caleb chuckled. The moment you leaned your breast into his waiting hand, he squeezed as if intensively studying they feel of you in his fingers.
“You feel so fucking good, Pips,” he muttered softly, “So soft—so pretty.”
You groaned, his words and touch causing your hips to grinding into his thighs. God, you were incredibly wet.
“If these are mine,” he said, pinching your nipple between his fingers as he squeezed your boob. The pain was electrifying and you wanted more. Caleb was smiling as he watched you trying to keep quiet on his lap. “I should mark them as mine, no?”
Your eyes widened but you didn’t protest. Caleb smirked, leaning down and biting into your skin. You yelped from the bite, hips jerking when he sucked. Your hands queezed his shoulder, fingers digging into him while you allowed yourself to feel all sort of pleasure from Caleb’s ministrations.
“God, you’re so fucking pretty.”
Caleb nipped at your breast hard and you winced from the sudden pain. Indents the shape of his teeth marked your breast.
“Gege, ouch.”
He kissed your neck, the hand on your back now griped you by the waist, fusing your hips as you grinded down on him. “Shhhh. I’m just taking what’s mine. You don’t want your gege biting someone else’s tits, no?”
Your eyes widened. “No.”
“Then be good and tell gege how much you like this.” Another hard bite, this time on your neck, just below your jaw. Caleb licked the spot and kissed it softly as if silently apologizing for hurting you.
You whimpered at the contrast of it all, head a little dizzy from the pain and pleasure. “I like it a lot.”
“Yeah? You like me leaving my marks on you?” His fingers dug into your skin just as your clit grinded down on his jeans just so and—oh, god, the line between the pain and the pleasure was quickly starting to blur.
You nodded. “I do, I do.”
“Good girl.” Caleb was soon biting and squeezing and pinching all over and all you could do was take and take and take everything he was giving you.
It felt so freaking good.
Caleb’s touch was greedy but it was also possessive, like you were all his and he couldn’t get enough. His hands were so rough and so demanding but his kisses were so tender and sweet. His words were filthy but he’d call you his pretty girl and you couldn’t help but to melt into him because god, yes, yes yes— you were his pretty girl.
“Kiss me,” you demanded from him. He’d touched you all over but he hadn’t kissed you yet.
He obliged, taking you by the chin and tilting your head up in a slight angle before he leaned down. Your eyes fluttered to a close and you felt him lick your lips before he pressed his lips against yours.
Finally. Your first kiss. And it was with Caleb.
Your mouth parted slightly as you gasped for air, not realizing you’ve been holding your breath. Caleb snaked his tongue to taste you, tracing your own tongue before exploring every inch of your mouth.
He pulled away after a moment and you were panting, trying to bring in as much as into your lungs.
He was smirking at you when he said teasingly, “You’re not very good at this.”
You could only glare at him. “I never kissed anyone before.”
Caleb’s smile widened. He pulled your body closer to his, your skin now pressed against his shirt.
It want fair that he was still fully clothed when you were half naked on his lap. You were about to tell him to get undressed too but soon, he had your hips grinding into the bulge in his jeans and all thoughts were suddenly gone.
“Don’t worry, gege will show you how to kiss,” he said, voice gentle but you heard the ccndesending tone layered underneath. “Tongue out.”
You followed his instructions, sticking your tongue out.
Caleb moaned, taking a moment to look at you before he leans down once again to taste your tongue and make out with you.
He was gentle at first, letting you get used to the way he liked to kiss, the way he liked to taste you, and the way he liked exploring you. Then, when you began to move your own tongue againt his, Caleb moaned, muttering into your mouth, “Fuck, yeah.” His hand was now on your breast again, squeezing it between his fingers roughly. “You taste so fucking sweet, baby,” he whispered in to your mouth, pinching your nipple hard. You helped and he took the opportunity to kiss you deeply as if he was devouring you.
“Ah, gege—”
“You taste so fucking sweet, baby.”
There was a build up in the pit of your stomach and the familiar feeling of an orgasm was slowly encroaching. “Wait, gege—”
“Should gege stop and leave?”
You shook your head, moaning. You didn’t want him to stop at all. “No, no, no, please stay.”
“What a good girl.” His hips started to jerk in rhythm with your own. He was so hard beneath you. Your fingers greedily reached down, to get a better feel of him.
You both groaned when your hand found the length of him, squeezing the hard length you were grinding on.
“God, you’re so fucking pretty.” Caleb broke the kiss, pulling away from you just as he pushed you off his lap. You stumbled a little, confused as you panted. “Get on your knees.”
“What—”
You felt the familiar pull of his evol on your thighs and suddenly, you found yourself kneeling infront of Caleb, his legs spread wide with you in between.
“You asked why I was only gonna be gone for a few hours?” he wondered, eyes heavy lidded as he watched you from above, a lazy smile tugging up his lips. He unbuckled his belt, your eyes fixed on his fingers as he began to undress. “This is why.” The sound of the zipper was so loud, your face flushed from the anticipation of what was under it. “Open your mouth.”
You blinked up at him, hesitating.
You’ve never done this before.
What if you weren’t any good at it? What if he hated it? Or what if you bit him and hurt him?
“I can still un-cancel that date.”
Parting your lips, you stick your tongue out for him.
Caleb moaned. “So fucking adorable.”
Slowly, Caleb pushed his boxers down just enough to pull his cock out. Your eyes widened at the size of it—it was larger than what you’ve pictured it in your mind. Your imagination had always conjured Caleb with a decently sized dick but what he presented in front of you was not something you’ve ever thought would ever fit inside you.
“Give it a kiss. Like how I showed you.”
You took a breath. One step at a time. Maybe you wouldn’t fit it in you today but you could kiss it. Reaching forward, you kissed the nub, tasting a bit of saltiness from the wet tip. When you pulled away, a string of liquid followed, connecting from your lips to the tip of his cock.
“Fuck,” Caleb groaned, “Keep going.” You did it again, this time, kissing it like how he kissed you— with tongue, tasting and exploring every inch of the tip of his length.
“So fucking pretty on your knees for me.” You felt his fingers tangled in your hair. There was a bit of pressure on where he held you and you took it as a sign to take more of him in your mouth.
Lips wide open, you sank your mouth down the light of his cock, stopping after a few inches before pulling back. The feel of his hard member inside your mouth was so hot but you weren’t sure if you’d be able to fit it all in your mouth.
You loooked up at him and he smiled at you. “Go on, Pips,” he whispered, “You wanna suck your gege’s cock, don’t you?”
Heat bloomed in your cheeks at his words but you nodded. You desperately want to make him feel good with your mouth.
Before you could take him in once more, his grip on your hair tightened, stopping you from moving. “Use your words.”
You but your lips, heart beating hard agaisnt your chest at the embarrassment of vocalizing to Caleb that you wanted to suck him off.
He quirked a brow, waiting for your words. He wasn’t going to let this continue until you tell him what he wanted to hear.
Softly, you said to him, “I wanna suck your cock, gege, please.”
Caleb moaned. “So fucking polite.” He tuggged on your hair once more. “Tongue out.”
You stuck your tongue out again, unsure what he was going to do.
Caleb took his cock by the base, giving it a slow stroke before letting the hard length rest on your tongue. You waited for him to tell you what to but seconds ticked by and you could feel warmth pool to the tip of your tongue. You’re flushed, eyes wide at how you were practically drooling all over his dick.
Caleb chuckled as he watched you struggle to stay still. “What a filthy little mouth drooling for a cock.”
You whined at him because god, you were so freaking wet and this shouldn’t be so hot.
“Open wider, baby.”
Your mouth parted open a little more. The only warning he gave you was a little tap on your cheek before Caleb slowly slide his length in mouth.
The tip of cock reached teh back of your throat and you chocked a little before Caleb pulled out slowly. “What a good fucking girl.” He allowed you to take a breath before he slid back in. This time, he he reached the back of your throat, he pushed even deeper.
“Relax, Pips,” he whispered, a hand resting on your jaw as he rubbed his thumb agaisnt your cheek tenderly. You unclenched your muscles, trusting Caleb to take care of you. “That’s it, let gege in.”
You whined when he pushed a bit more, most of his member disappearing past your lips. Caleb groaned, pulling back slowly, dragging his length out before pushing back in. “Breath through your nose, Pips—ofh fuck—what a pretty little mouth. So good at taking my cock.”
Your eyes began to water at the unfamiliar feel of something so large going down your throat but Caleb’s moans and the way he was looking at you was enough to keep you from holding back the urge to choke on his thrusts. He looked so hot like this and you could never get tired of watching him as he fuck into your mouth.
“Fuck yeah.” Caleb watched you with reverie, his eyes were half closed but he never took them off of yours. “You’re making gege feel so damn good, baby.” Another hard thrust and you moaned, causing him to stutter for a moment. “Such—” he thrusted “—a good—” another hard thurst “—fucking —” his grip on your hair tightened “—girl.”
Caleb pulled out and you watch the way his cock was covered of your saliva—coated of you. “Shhh. You can take more, yeah?”
There were tears in your eye but you nodded anyway. You liked making him feel good with your mouth. You didn’t want him to stop. You wanted to get better for him—wanted it so that you wouldn’t have to choke everytime he fed you his cock.
“Yeah, you can. You want to make gege feel good, don’t you? You want all his cock down your pretty throat?”
You swallowed, nodding, wondering how he could know you so well.
Caleb leaned down to kiss your forehead before he sat back up, thumb hooking on your mouth, pulling it wide open before he thrusted in once more.
“Fuck, your mouth takes me so fucking well.” Caleb’s pace was faster this time but he didn’t go as deep as before. You moaned at the feel of him fucking your mouth. Your core throbbed at all the grunts and noises Caleb was making. “My pretty girl is so good at taking her gege’s cock in her mouth, yeah?” You moaned in agreement and Caleb whimpered, chuckling a little as he caught his breath. “I should give you a reward, shouldn’t I?”
Gods, yes.
Anything he was willing to give you, you’d take it with open arms.
“You deserve it, Pips. Letting your gege fuck your throat like this—oh, fuck, yes—just like that.” Caleb’s rythm began to stutter as he chased his orgasm, his mains filled the room and it was making you so unbelievably wet and aroused. “This hot mouth is made for me to fuck, yeah? Yeah.”
You groaned, a stray cough escaped your lips when he pushed a little too deep, your throat closing in and chocked on his length.
“God, you’re sound so fucking hot chocking on this cock—fuck, fuck, fuck, that’s it, keep taking it. I’m so—shit, I’m so close. Gege’s got something for you, baby. Are you ready?”
You nodded eagerly, words muffled by his cock. At this point, you’d do anyyyhing and everything he’d asked of you.
“Fuck, really wanna come all over this cute face.” He groaned. “But I promised you a reward, didn’t I? My girl deserves to swallow her gege’s come for being such a good cocksucker—fuuuck.”
Caleb’s body shook as he came, thrusting into your mouth one last time, his voice dropping an octave as he groaned.
“Mm yeah. Make sure to swallow it all. This is all for you.” Hot liquid shot down your throat and you moaned at the taste of him as he filled your mouth. Caleb jerked his hips, grip on your hair tight as he came and came and came. “Fuck, take it baby, fuck. Take it. Don’t spill any of it.”
He pulled out and grabbed your chin, angling it up. “Open your mouth.”
You opend your mouth full of his cum.
His smile was wide as he watched you struggle to keep yourself from spilling. “So fucking cute.”
You whinned, feeling the hot liquid beginning to trail down your chin.
Caleb couldn’t take his eyes off of you. You must have looked like such a mess, teary eyes and all. “Shhhh.”
You whined some more, feeling self conscious under his heated gaze.
Smiling, pleased, Caleb let go of your hair, letting his finger comb through the strands gently. “Swallow it all.”
You closed your mouth and swallow. .
“Good fucking girl.”
