Hbnnnghhhgg sensitive!Caleb and MC playing just the tip 😩 please the idea lives rent free in my head
𓏲ּAbout𝄢 Please baby, just the tip.
𓏲ּFeaturing𝄢Caleb マヒル
𓏲ּCW𝄢 NSFW | MDNI | porn no plot, unprotected sex, thigh fucking, edging, denial, tears, begging, dom!reader, sub!Caleb, grinding, frotting, panty fucking, creampie, involuntary orgasm, cervix penetration, mentions of blood (from his nose, dw).
🪽 Dove's notes: this request set something off in my brain and oh my god anon your idea just bought real estate in my mind as well and took a life of its own into a full blown fic *sweats*
If you had to choose one word to describe Caleb it would be needy. With a capital N.
While he may not have the proper...'training' yet to last long without cumming he makes up for that in raw stamina. He could go at it with you for hours. No matter if he's a shaky, sweaty and whimpering mess by the third round.
You just feel too damn good for him to not get addicted.
The signs of his body aching for more are ingrained in your brain by now and you don't miss the way he slowly guides your body to settle back against the couch. It had began as an exchange of sweet kisses but soon enough he had his large frame hovering over yours.
His hands explore anywhere he can physically reach, pressing harder against you without even realizing as he softly gasped between hot kisses. The next thing is without a doubt—
"Please." There it was.
"I need you, please let me have you" The begging.
"I'm doing good..Yeah?” He murmured breathless, his swollen lips brushing against yours before he nibbled on it. There was an obvious damp spot on the sweater pants he had on, which was only getting larger the longer you denied him.
You kept on torturing him for minutes on end by only allowing Caleb to grind on your legs over the fabric. It ached so badly he felt as if he was losing whatever was left of his sane mind.
“Let, let me take it out? Please? Just your thighs, please baby, just— It hurts so badly,” Caleb pleaded his case once more. His purple eyes dazed as they locked into yours, swirling with desperation and hope. He pressed his boner further against your legs, praying to whoever was willing to listen to the prayer of filthy sinner like him to please grant him this one more wish.
Your permission was all Caleb needed and without wasting a single moment he was pulling down his pants, along with his boxers, to release his swollen, throbbing cock from its confinement. There was no doubt the man would be reaching his limit rather quickly tonight, but that's just what you loved about him. So deliciously sensitive.
His hands grasped your ankles to place them over one of his shoulders before he slipped his cock between the soft skin of your thighs, sliding it back and forth with ease thanks to his precum making it a slick mess. His eyebrows were furrowed and his jaw tight as he bit down onto his lip a bit harder, thrusting quickly to try and relief himself with the chance you so kindly granted him.
However, you could tell by the frustrated whimpers leaving his throat that this wasn't quite enough for him— Not after he's had a taste of what heaven feels like. And well, can you blame him?
When one of his thrusts accidentally catches on the edge of your wet pussy the man almost topples over. He lets out a loud, strained gasp as his hands clutched into tight fists next to your head and he leaned over closely to you. Caleb needed to physically stop for a minute to keep himself in check, muscles visibly taunt with the strain of your last 'order'— He was an obedient man, if only just for you.
Seeing your poor boyfriend struggling made you want to take pity on him. Though, it wasn't quite enough to make you let him off the hook easily.
After all, he knew how to properly ask and you knew he would.
"I...I need more, just a bit more—" He nuzzled his face against yours like an oversized puppy while his cock pressed into your underwear, drenched with both his and your own slick. "J-Just the tip, please? Hm?"
"Please, please please-“ Caleb tried again with a voice so pathetic even the man himself couldn't deny how far he had fallen. Still, your permission was much like giving a parched man a cold glass of water; Nothing else mattered.
One of his trembling hands reached down for your panties, his thumb pushing the fabric to the side and he nearly salivated at the sight of you spread out so tantalizingly. Caleb could drown in your body if he wasn't so close to burning. He presses forward, the neglected tip spreading your entrance just enough for him to feel his head spinning at how welcoming your soft walls are.
"Hahh...Fuck.." His grasp on your thighs tighten, trimmed nails digging into the supple flesh as he tried to keep himself from burying his cock all the way deep into you and his head tilted back both in bliss and restraint. Never in his life had his self-control been tested like it's being right now. He pulled out slowly only to press again, this time going slightly deeper without (really) meaning to and causing the both of you to moan a bit louder.
He felt your soft little hole clenching around him when he tried to move again, as if you didn't want him to pull out, and just like that Caleb was as good as gone. His body lost its strength and he fell forward, covering your frame with his while his thick cum coated your insides in white. His strong arms pulled you in closely at the same time he plunged his cock deep until it pressed right into your cervix.
"Mm'sorry, s-sorry..." He mumbled between whimpers against your ear, barely tangible. You felt something wet against your shoulder and by roughly prying him away by his hair what you found was the pathetic mess of a man your boyfriend was— His lips slightly parted, skin flushed all the way to his ears, tears escaping his dazed eyes and mixing with the blood dripping from his nose and onto your stomach. Your pussy was so warm and wet he couldn't even feel bad about slipping, his hips pressing further as if he was trying to pry your womb open without even knowing what he was doing.
Next time, he promises it will be just the tip. Trust him, won't you?
