Okay. *Spoilers* So there’s a lot that happened in season 3 of CAOS but the scene that I am eager to speak on first is the one where the women of the coven are trying to bring back Hilda. I found myself so moved by it that I kept on replaying that scene over and over, and over. It was just so powerful. The acting being more than just taking on a character and changing of facial expressions but also the conviction in the voice of Miranda Otto as Zelda, a sister determined to bring her sister back from the dead.
The entire scene of them calling upon the Goddess Hecate, being in a circle of womanhood- hands bound together while the males could only watch on the side- was nothing short of powerful. Roz being a part of that circle, while she is not a witch, she is a human with mystical gifts and it just felt empowering and emotional to me. The tears would not stop coming. It was a moment of sisterhood, motherhood and womanhood.
This show has countless times referenced the ways women are not respected or viewed as capable as their male counterparts. *Zelda having to hide Leticia from Blackwood because she was born first, Sabrina having to challenge for position of Top Boy, Father Blackwood refusing to give Prudence his name, the vampire telling Sabrina she is beautiful and ordering her to tell him thanks as if he had any right in making her beautiful or him taking a bite out of her without her consent, etc. The times that women are challenged in this show is crazy. So for this scene to make the men unable to actually take part but freely give their support while they call on a female deity is incredible.
I cannot stop going on about this scene but the lines “WE CALL ON...OURSELVES, THE POWERS THAT HAVE BEEN DENIED US.” The powers that have been denied us. The powers that have been denied to us. The. Powers. That. Have. Been. Denied. Us. All the while, as those words are freed from Zelda’s mouth, she shuts her eyes and motions her arms down in such a way that brings out frustration, anger, pain, lack of respect. She is calling upon this Goddess, praying to her and begging her not only as a servant but as a woman.
It’s nice to have representation, in all aspects. Such as a person of color seeing characters that are depicted in positive un-stereotypical roles. Or as girls and women seeing other women in positions of power or as Goddesses. Without going in too deep on this topic, I just want to say how impactful it is to even have the thought of Goddesses. If I was a witch in that universe, I would wish to pray to one and not solely a male figure one. There are numerous times where we are united by the experiences other women have faced. “We call on ourselves”. Times when only we can understand and truly relate.
Women are strong. I view this scene as a way of embracing and being fully aware of this strength. A coming togetherness that unites this strength. Again, that scene was one of the most powerful scenes of the entire show.
a/n: back at it again! figured i would write some actual smut since we’re all thirsting over this man. as always, feedback is very appreciated! <3 also, would y’all like to see a part 2 to ‘pretty thing’? let me know!
plot: caliban eats you out for the first time.
warnings: smut? oral (fem!receiving), caliban being a cocky lil shit like always, fluff
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You’ve been waiting for what seemed like days, when it has only been a few hours since he left, promising to return once he was finished with business in Hell. He was the Prince of Hell after all, he had duties in order to claim the throne.
You sighed, sprawled out across your bed, your breathing slow and steady while thinking of his angelic face. His features were flawless to you, his lips were perfectly shaped, skin soft like silk, his eyes piercing and promising danger, his blond hair softly falling around his head like an angel’s halo. Except, he was no angel—no, far from it.
The sun was now beginning to set, birds flying into trees to sleep away the night. Your parents were away visiting your mothers side of the family, telling you that they’d return in a week. Without missing a beat, you summoned your boyfriend Caliban earlier that day, attacking him with your lips, speaking every few seconds and explaining that you two would have your parents house all to yourselves all week long.
The two of you haven’t gone all the way yet, you were nervous about upsetting Caliban with your inexperience, shying away from telling him the truth that you were in fact, a virgin. Little did you know, he already knew the truth of your purity.
Speaking of said Prince, Caliban appeared in a whirl of raging flames by the end of your bed, his head tilting slightly at your sleepy form. Your eyes immediately opened, landing on the Prince. “Caliban!” you gasped, shooting up from your bed and running over to him. He quickly catched you, wrapping his strong arms around you, pulling you in against him so that he could lean down and kiss you senseless.
You moaned against his mouth, making your knees buckle. He hummed, lightly sucking on your bottom lip, before giving it a slight tug with his teeth. “I missed you,” he whispered, smashing his lips against yours passionately, your tongues battling against each other’s. “You taste so sweet,” Caliban said after a moment, pulling away to look at you with lustful eyes. “I wonder how sweet you’ll taste somewhere other than your mouth.”
Your cheeks heated up immediately, your body feeling aflamed and so, so needy for the man in front of you. Caliban smirked, sensing your thoughts. “Well, what do you say? Mind if I have a taste?” Caliban purred, backing you up slowly so that the back of your knees bumped against the bed, his tone making your hands shake. You curled your hands into tight fists, releasing a quiet “Yes, please.”
Caliban grinned, instantly going around the bed, before plopping down and laying on it, his head resting comfortably on your soft pillows. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think he owned the place with how relaxed he looked. If only you could relax as well.
“Come sit on my face, sweetheart.”
The words nearly knocked you over, your eyes going wide. “What? Are you sure—“
“Yes,” Caliban groaned, his hand making its way down his chest, before cupping his cock through his pants, squeezing his length. “Take off your shorts.” Caliban wasn’t asking you, he was telling you. At those words, you could feel just how wet you’ve become, your juices clearly soaking through your panties. You adored this man, you’ve been dating for nearly two months, it was time.
You didn’t waste any time, hastily tearing your shorts down your bare legs, kicking them off. You still left your pink panties on, decorated with a pretty bow at the top center. Caliban watched you crawl up the bed, his hand reaching out quickly to pull you closer so that you were now straddling his lap. “Oh,” you said dumbly, suddenly feeling very shy and self conscious.
Caliban let out a breathy chuckle, his hands now sliding down your sides to grip your hips, softly rubbing your sides comfortably. “I-I never...” you paused, letting out a shaky breath. “I never done this before,” you explained, avoiding eye contact by looking down at your boyfriends chest. His white victorian shirt was already unbuttoned when he appeared, showing off his abs and the soft chest hair he had.
He was beautiful.
Caliban lifted one hand to your cheek, cupping your face gently, as if you were made of glass. “I would never hurt you, baby. Do you trust me?” Right away you nodded, breathing out slowly to slow down your racing heart. “Yes, of course I trust you.”
Caliban let a boyish smile take over his face for a split second, surprising you. The Prince of Hell leaned up on his elbows, before bringing one hand back up to your face and pulling you down to capture your lips again. This time, he kissed you slowly, as if putting all his affection into the kiss and reassuring you that he would take care of you.
Throughout the kiss, you unconsciously started grinding your hips down against his, making him release a pleasurable moan. You whimpered, feeling his cock through your thin panties, pressing up against you deliciously. Caliban eagerly grabbed you by the hips once more, moving along with you and watching as your chest heaved from the tightness in your belly.
“Caliban,” you choked, moving faster over him. “P-Please.” Caliban didn’t take long, he quickly scooted down with you still on top of him, biting his lip while keeping you steady. “Come on baby, sit on my fucking face.” You obliged at once, moving up so that you were now straddling his head, your legs spread wide over him, showing off the small patch of arousal staining your panties.
Caliban ran the pad of his finger over the small patch, pressing down slightly over your clit, his cock now straining against his pants so much that it physically hurt. Caliban was quick with pushing aside your panties, showing off your glistening pussy to him, making his cock twitch in his pants at the sight of you.
“Fuck baby, you’re even pretty here...” Caliban said in awe, not fully realizing the words leaving his mouth, before he all but dived into you, his tongue licking up your juices as if he was a starving man. You let out a surprised squeal, catching yourself on the pillows above your boyfriends head, your stomach fluttering in pure bliss.
Caliban sucked on your clit for a moment, still holding your panties aside with one hand and the other grabbing the back of your thigh, squeezing harshly. “Oh, fuck!” you shouted, throwing your head back. Caliban then moved to circle your virgin hole with his hot tongue, slurping up the cum that was now practically pouring out of you. “You taste so fucking good, baby. So, so sweet...” Caliban murmured.
You let out a small whine, gripping the pillows and moving one hand to tangle your fingers into Caliban’s hair, feeling his tongue enter you, fucking you with zest. Caliban kept fucking you with his tongue, going as deep as he could, drawing all sorts of breathy moans from your mouth. All the sudden, you felt slight pressure, the feeling of Caliban circling his finger around your tiny hole, feeling how warm and wet he’s made you. Without warning, Caliban thrusted one long, nimble finger into you, curling it slightly to feel your velvety walls almost suffocate his finger.
You let out a loud wail, before you started to grind your pussy against his face, desperate to come. “Come on baby, cum all over my face,” Caliban cooed, fucking you with his finger while sucking gently on your clit. Caliban swiftly added a second finger, scissoring your walls rapidly. You felt only a slight burning sensation, but it only seemed to add to the pleasure for you.
Your thighs began to shake with your orgasm quickly approaching, the band in your belly about to snap. You felt like your heart was going to burst, your body on fire with the way Caliban consumed the sweet nectar from between your legs. “Oh, Caliban,” you cried, rutting against the mans face, not a single care in the world. Caliban eventually pulled his fingers out of you, before returning to fucking your hole with just his tongue, savoring the addictive taste of you.
Caliban drank from your cunt greedily, then started to rub tight, lazy circles on your clit. You were about to come, any moment now. “I’m g-going to—“
“Do it, now,” Caliban growled against you, feeling your walls flutter around the tip of his tongue, the feeling of your orgasm hit you so violently, it began to wash over you in waves. You let out a high pitched scream, cumming all over Caliban’s face. Caliban moaned, licking up your orgasm with delight, feeling the way your body seemed to twitch at how powerful your orgasm was.
Caliban lapped up the rest of your orgasm lazily, taking his time. You were so sensitive now, letting go of Caliban’s hair from your tight grip, your breathing shallow. Your body felt like it was going to collapse, you felt like mush. “C-Caliban, too.. too much,” you mumbled, your eyes heavy.
Caliban chuckled, giving one final lick up your pussy, before lightly tapping your ass, signaling for you to lay down. You crawled off him, laying down next to him silently. Caliban turned on his side, facing you to see your flushed skin, your lips slightly parted as you stared up at the ceiling. You just had your very first orgasm from another human being, you were in shock, but so happy that it was with Caliban.
Caliban watched as your breathing seemed to return back to normal, your eyes meeting his curiously. Caliban smirked, “Wanna go again?”
You laughed, nodding. Caliban rolled on top of you, grinding his cock against the lower half of your stomach, leaning down to press his soft lips against yours. You wrapped your legs around him, pulling him closer so that his cock was now pressed up against your aching cunt, ready to be fucked. You hummed, tasting yourself on his lips. “So sweet...” you mumbled against his mouth, running your tongue over his.
Caliban pulled away, his eyes locked with yours before he grinned, “Sweet as honey.”
I know Chilling Adventures of Sabrina and Riverdale are under the same production company, but at least the campy atmosphere in CAOS has a bit more integrity and no badly produced music number.
