warnings / content: 18+ (minors pls dni!), love and deepspace! caleb xia, cunnilingus, smut, whiney caleb on his knees, jerking off
word count: 362
a/n: hi loves! oh i've been away for too long ;w; this is a bit new coming from me since i only ever wrote about pedro pascal's characters— this is about caleb, one of the love interests in the game called love and deepspace! p.s. this was not proof read or anything plz bear w me the horny thoughts are winning, i do hope you enjoy °༄ !
"Pips, you have to let me-" Caleb looks up at you with those puppy eyes, his knees rocking him back and forth due to his impatience. The tip of his nose nudges between your thighs, "Please, please." he whines, pushing his nose in deeper. Your hand instinctively lifts the hem of your skirt, a smug smile displaying itself on your face, "Go on then." You give him a nod, patting his head. "Thank you!" Caleb's eyes zero down on the panties you're wearing and dives in closer. His hands are tied and placed on his lap, his cock rock hard and leaking of precum. Your fingers swipe your panties on the side, revealing your arousal right before his eyes.
His tongue darts out and latches on your clit, his spit squelching against your cunt— resulting in obscene sounds. You push yourself against him a bit more as your hands grab onto his shoulders. "Ngh- y'know I can never get enough of you, pips~" he drools, his saliva drippping down on his thighs. His hands wrap around his cock impatiently, his hips trying to buck up for more friction.
"Gonna-" his lips part with your pussy for a second, his eyes looking up at you in worship, "Gonna cum for you, please let me-" his mouth finds its way back to your cunt, his pupils fully dilated. He squeezes his cock with need, his hands becoming sloppier and faster with each passing second. "So g-good-" his tongue moves down to the slit of your cunt, his nose fully pressed against your clit. He inhales your scent as if its the one keeping him alive as his body starts to tense up. "I-I-" he manages to moan out before ropes of cum paint his torso in a lewd manner.
You step back away from him, enough for you to afford a full view of his face. You cup his cheek, forcing him to look at you. His eyes look as if they have hearts in it, his lips plump and full of you, his whole face is flushed and dazed, and yet.. "Thank you, pips." He smiles, nodding his head with delight.
a/n: this was heavily inspired by this fanart made by @/oupp13s31 on twt- here! aanyway, i hope my current followers understand that i write about every fandom i am into n that includes pedro ofc! just pls pls guys don't forget about me :"D i'm still pearl! reblogs, comments, likes, or any kind of interactions are deeply appreciated!! xo, pearl!
I lowkey feel like Rafayel and Caleb would be the best at helping you dye your hair.
Rafayel knows the exact shades of the rainbow that compliment your skin tone and would research the best formulas for your hair type. If you want to do an ombre or multiple colors he'd blend them perfectly and know the best ways to neutralize your previous dye jobs to make the new color pop and happily relax with you in the tub while you wait for the bleach/dye to do its thing. Wikl 10000% gently dry your hair and apply products to better set the dye and repair your hair from the bleach. No matter the color or colors you choose he always wants to paint you with the results, but if you happen to dye it a shade or purple, or seafoam, or an oceanic blue, he will go feral in the best way. (('Cutie! You look like an ocean goddess, my own personal Aphrodite! Please please please I need to paint you en plaine aire at the bay! Perhaps dropped in silks and pearls and seaglass to make your hair pop!' "Rafayel slow down I don't want to get it wet again yet I just finished drying it~'))
Caleb has been helping you do your hair since you both were kids, so you KNOW he knows the exact formula that won't fry your hair to oblivion. He happily massages the dye into your hair and will go with any color you want - but if you happen to dye it red or green he WILL refer to you as an apple at EVERY opportunity. While he's not the best at figuring out the best shades of color ('they're both red Pips, I'll buy you whichever color you like the most, i know you'll look great with it' 'they're not just red Caleb, this one is honey mist auburn and this one is rosy maple rouge!). He'd also happily make you a quick meal while the bleach and dye set in. After you've finished dying it, he would absolutely tug you into his lap and apply and hair mask to make sure your hair stays healthy and recovers form the chemicals.
