caleb jerks to the necklace
well... not exactly the necklace.
when your not around, maybe your on a mission, caleb goes to your shared room and jerks to the thought of you... with the necklace.
nothing lewd, just cutes moments of you two together. you smiling innocently to the camera, or the first time you two reunited and you re-gifted him the necklace (maybe even the interrogation scene, but I feel he was more worried about you than his hard on)
he's clenching the necklace with one hand, the other on his cock as he strokes himself slowly, whimpering at the thought of you.
the necklace reminded of you after all. it reminded him of home. who he belonged to. he was basically your puppy, and you were his master. the necklace was a collar. a reminder.
caleb starts slow, just like how you do it—but his fingers could never ever match up to the softness of your hands and warmth of your tongue—he licks his hand and goes back to stroking it, just like how you do it.
his thumb runs his tip, smearing pre-cum all over it before he goes back to stroking it, using it as lube. his moan get louder and he starts mumbling lewd things like, "mmhmmm, ahhh. pips..." "gosh—im so close pips. your hands... your scent..." "mhmm... need you in m'badly...." "fuckack..! mhmm..ahhhh...nghhhh...like that."
when you come home, you find him jerking himself off. smirking, you enter the room, catching him red handing. stroking, and rubbing his glossy tip like he could die if he didnt.
bonus!
when caleb is thrusting into you, your legs around on his shoulder, you pull his necklace to smash your lips against his. sweaty, sloppy and wet ʚ♡ɞ
a/n:
wrote this with my left hand... thanks for 50+ follows (*^_^*)
