I saw a post about puppy!caleb and I can’t get that thought out of my head. 18+ towards the end so beware. Sloppy because it’s late asf and im tired but i js had to get it out.
The hybrid that granny took in, a small timid puppy, ears perking up once your scent registered in his dumb little brain. Untill he caought your scent. Then it was over. His ears perked up, tail wagging like he’d found his whole purpose in life. And maybe he had.
Puppy!caleb who doesn’t mind laying on the floor beside your small bed as kids, placing himself between the door incase an intruder tried their luck. Ears turning to the slightest sound, growls turning louder and more threatening as he got older. Its like his insticts are wired to protect you.
Puppy!caleb who whines when you lock yourself in the shower, hands pawing at the door as he begs you to let him in. He promises he won’t peek, he just wants to be beside you.
Puppy!caleb who shoves his face into your neck once your back from work, rubbing his scent all over as he scolds you for smelling like others. He complains that the cologne and perfume of your coworkers makes his nose hurt so you should keep your distance if you don’t want him complaining.
Puppy!caleb who just wants to please you. Which is why he gets everything done around the house. Cleaning, cooking, laundry, even fixing broken house appliances. He doesn’t want some random guy in his territory, so please don’t call an electrician to fix the lights. He has it covered.
Puppy!caleb who pants once you called him a good boy. Sitting on the floor between your legs as you stay seated in the couch, his face red and eyes droopy as he begs you to call him that again. Tail thumping on the carpet as you scratch his ears. Mind hazy as his gaze stays locked on you like you’re the sun and he’s never learned to look away.
He leans into your touch, voice a hushed whisper. “Say it again,” he begs, lips brushing your knee, “please…” He lives off your praise, your softness, your warmth. He doesn’t need much—just you, always you.
Puppy!caleb who groans if you continue praising him, hips bucking into the air searching for some type of friction. The tightness of his pants becomes too much, and he’s positive that there’s a big stain on his underwear due to the amount of precum seeping out. Caleb shuffled closer as he mounts your leg, drooling as your leg touches the bulge in his pants.
Puppy!caleb who whines about needing your help. Pushing his hips against your leg to cum but it just isn’t enough. He needs to be inside you, so won’t you just let him in? He promises he’ll be so good to you. He wants to take off his pants so badly but can’t seem to do so without your command. So please wont you just let him?
Puppy!caleb who is yours to command, and his only desire is to make you proud and satisfy you.
