caleb can’t help himself ♡
cw: panty stealing & fucking
not proofread
caleb is many things: strong, intelligent, clever, reliable, crafty, funny. those were just the few adjectives readily available for one to use if they were to try their hand at accurately describing the man who was also your roommate and closest friend.
in fact, those words and then some would be what you’d use when it came down to gushing about what kind of person he is and the virtuous contents of his character. you of all people know him better than anyone, of course.
in that same breath though, it’s quite ironic and astounding how oblivious you are to the fact that he’s also a shameless pervert and your most dedicated obsessor.
he couldn’t find it in himself to be ashamed. he found it hard to even try to be in such blissful moments like these where the panties that were just nestled against your pussy lips were now wrapped around his leaking cock.
caleb was being the typical doting housemate you’ve grown to greatly appreciate before getting into the position he was in now, already preparing to wash your laundry so you could focus on cleaning up after the time you spent out with friends. what he didn’t expect to find on the top of your hamper was pastel blue cotton with a wet spot in the middle and seams lightly dampened with what he could only assume to be sweat. your sweat.
he wasn’t a rookie at stealing your things to use for his own selfish pleasure, but he’d never gotten access to an item that… fresh. the moment he heard the shower cut on and your speaker loudly streaming the artist you were currently fixated on behind the shut door, he knew then that couldn’t allow for such an opportunity to go to waste.
“f-fuck, s’good… so fuckin’ good,” he choked out, hips bucking up frantically to chase the friction that he teases himself with. every drag of the soft fabric in his fist against the underside of his cock sent shivers down his spine and a weighted desire deep in his stomach. his teeth gnawed at his raw bottom lip as he watched the way his precum began to seep and mingle with your essence that you unintentionally gifted him with.
seeing that small spot grow bigger and bigger as his flushed tip greedily nudged against it with every stroke was enough to make desperate tears brim in his glassy violet eyes. the thought of feeling where you were so closely yet knowing just how far you really are, was a masochistic torture that he’d kill for to remain this consumed.
“wanna c-come… shit pipsqueak, j-just like that. keep usin’ me like that..” his head fell back into his pillows while his imagination worked its magic to create the fantasy he’s cultivated and longed for since the moment he realized he couldn’t be punished for having it.
the detailed imagery of you straddling him with your cunt suffocating his dick instead of his calloused palm, the little sounds he’d pull from you after each dizzying thrust, the amount of your slick that he could almost feel clinging to his heated skin—it was only a matter of time before he could have it, before you finally gave it to him.
he was almost certain.
pathetically, he whimpered your name and called for you to make it better the faster he pumped. the sculpted lines of his abs heaved the louder the sticky squelches echoed in the invasive actions he partook in inside the privacy of his bedroom.
he was a sight to admire with his sweats pulled down to his thighs and tank top lazily tugged up beneath his chin. one both deplorable and titillating.
caleb felt how rapidly his orgasm was approaching but besides you being the obvious missing piece, if he couldn’t feel you, he would make sure he’d get his fix with what he was given.
pulling your cum stained panties from his shaft, his eyes immediately rolled to the back of his head when your musky and natural scent filled his senses once again. while one hand worked to rub his thumb over his flushed slit like he’s pictured you doing before taking him into your hot mouth, the other firmly pressed your ruined panties to his nose.
“smells s’good… fuckfuckfuck, it’s—hah, mine, i-it’s mine…” the bated breath escaping his lungs poured from him as easily as the cum did from his sensitive tip. thick ropes spurted the more he lost himself in you and he rode out the inebriated high with one slow and overstimulating tug at a time.
your roomie smeared his load anywhere he could and was beyond satisfied with how it slowly dripped down to his balls that were never truly empty when you were on his mind.
using the soiled pair, he cleaned himself and wondered how he would explain why you had yet another missing this time.
really, it didn’t matter. not when he lifted it to his lips and swiped his tongue against it to sample a taste of what you were like combined.
yes, he was a pervert. your pervert. it’s in his hands to let you know how deep that truth runs and with how impatient he’s getting, you’d find out soon enough.
a/n: “and they were roommates! oh my god… they were roommates.” cuties… idk how well written this is.. pls don’t throw rocks
Moonstar’s attempt to goad her brother into a conversation hadn’t earned so much as a side eye from him. Fogfreckle stared resolutely ahead as the pair of them plodded across the mountain, the scraggly brown kitten – Alpinekit – clamped in his jaws.
Alpinekit was, really, almost too big to carry. Judging by his size, as Moonstar had nothing else to go on, he had to be somewhere around four moons old. In a few short moons, he’d be apprenticing age. Moonstar squinted at the pair of them judgmentally. Alpinekit had to curl his long, skinny back legs close to his body to keep them from dragging on the ground, and Fogfreckle had his head hoisted high in the air so as not to kick him while he walked.
Leafbare was settling across the mountain. It had snowed the night prior, leaving every surface glittering upon waking. It made Moonstar nervous. The higher up this mountain they climbed, the farther from their old territory, the worse it was going to get. Windier, colder, deeper. She had no experience with this, as she’d never even dreamed of being this far from home, but she’d heard tales passed down through the generations. The mountain got harsher higher up. That’s why NimbusClan had settled somewhere near the base, overlooking the meadow.
They had never braved a mountain leafbare this high up before – and never alone. Certainly never with a young kit to care for. The responsibility was weighing heavily upon Moonstar’s shoulders.
“Don’t you think it’s strange?” Moonstar pressed, lowering her head to squint suspiciously at the kit. “What’s a kit doing alone on the side of the mountain?”
This, at least, finally got a response from Fogfreckle. “What are we doing alone on the side of the mountain?” He managed around the bundle of fur in his mouth, sliding his gaze towards Moonstar. Even with one of Alpinekit’s gigantic, bat-like ears blocking half of his face, Moonstar could clearly make out the challenging glint in his eye. The unspoken “leave it”.
Alright. Enough prodding.
Only a beat of silence passed between the pair of them before Moonstar was talking again, clawing a desperate escape out of this tension-thick silence. She leaned in close to Alpinekit, who shot her a confused, wary sort of look, the corner of his lip quivering like he was shaping his mouth around a hiss. Rude little thing. That was fine – she wasn’t overly fond of him, either. He shrank away from her, curling his lanky body into a tighter ball. “He’s got to be only a few moons shy of when you and I were apprenticed. Don’t you think?” She addressed Fogfreckle. He was once again staring resolutely forward at the glittering landscape, ignoring his sister. His wide gait was leaving soft paw-shaped indents in the snow, Alpinekit’s long tail dragging a thin line between them. “I wonder which of us I should choose to mentor him, when the time comes…”
Alpinekit’s little brow furrowed in further confusion, though he stayed as silent as Fogfreckle. Peas in a pod already, Moonstar thought grimly.
She straightened back up with a sigh, tipping her head skyward as she padded alongside her brother and his newly adopted son. Puffs of white clouds scudded cheerfully across the expanse of blue, as if they hadn’t dumped a world of snow on them just the night prior. She wondered if, should they get high enough up the mountain, she’d be close enough to the clouds to see her ancestors frolicking among their puffy white peaks.
It was weird to think that her brother was a dad now. That made her aunt to this scraggly little kit, technically, which was an even stranger thought. She didn’t feel quite ready for it. She had always thought her parents would still be around to see her or her brother forge families of their own. Fogfreckle had accepted responsibility for this lost kit so quickly, without hesitation, without question. He had jumped at the chance to take on this kit as eagerly as one would pounce on a mouse. An extra mouth to feed, an extra life to look after. Someone new to protect.
A pang of grief spread through Moonstar’s chest like a roll of distant thunder. Despite the horror and the trauma and the hardships, Moonstar had gotten used to traveling with just her brother at her side. NimbusClan was no longer just the pair of them, anymore. That was the weirdest thought of all.
The ground sloped gently downward around a bend, their parth curving past a pair of prickly pine trees that were leaning against one another. A small clearing opened up before them, dotted with evergreen bushes topped with little nests of snow. Leaf litter poked up through the snow on the ground, crunching underpaw as they padded into the clearing. On their way through, a faint mewling sound reached Moonstar’s ears and she paused, ears swiveling.
“Do you hear that?”
Fogfreckle slowed and turned to face her, a questioning expression on his face. Alpinekit’s ears were tall atop his head and his intense eyes were focused on a spot somewhere beyond Moonstar.
The soft mewling started up again and this time Fogfreckle’s ears pricked, his eyes going round and curious.
Moonstar followed Alpinekit’s stare, turning to look over her shoulder. Her ears flicked. “I think it’s coming from this bush.” Moonstar padded cautiously over to one of the evergreens. The mewling strengthened as she got closer. Moonstar dug a paw into the needly branches of the bush to part them.
Beneath the bush was a kit.
Another kit.
This one was smaller than Alpinekit, younger, with an orange tabby pelt and striking green eyes. Its mewling ceased as Moonstar parted the branches. It looked up at her with a fearless, curious tilt of its head.
Fogfreckle padded up behind Moonstar to glance curiously over her shoulder, and the siblings shared a look of surprise.
At least it’s not a fox kit, Moonstar thought with short-lived relief. Before Fogfreckle could get a single word out around Alpinekit’s scruff (he still hadn’t put the kit down), the kitten reprised its raucous mewling. Moonstar’s ears flattened against her skull, but it didn’t do much to block out the noise. Heaving a sigh, she bent to sniff at the orange kitten. There was no milky mother’s scent that clung to his pelt, nor the scent of any other cat at all. He must have been alone for a while, though he didn’t look too worse for wear. He was skinny, but his eyes were bright and his pelt smoother and fluffier than Alpinekit’s.
That wouldn’t last for long if they left him here. It was a wonder he hadn’t attracted a predator with all that mewling before they came upon him. Perhaps the kit’s parent had left him here in the safety of the bush to hunt, and met an unfortunate end before they could return. Moonstar shuddered at the thought. Perhaps he had just wandered away and got lost. Either way, her conscience would weigh on her if she left him here.
Moonstar skirted a glance at her brother, who was smirking at her around Alpinekit’s scruff with a knowing kind of gleam in his eyes. With another sigh, she hoisted the ginger kit up by his scruff and dragged him out of the bush.
Straightening up, she caught Fogfreckle’s entirely-too-pleased expression in her periphery. “Don’t”, she warned around a mouthful of orange fur, and the four of them set off back up the mountain.
Helllooooo everyone! Queen and I have decided to host a (prompt) week, and of course our first one would be this giggles giggles so!!!! We'll split it into two prompt lists, one nsfw/nsfw adjacent, and one purely fluff so everyone can participate in it! <3
Rules? I guess? At least one prompt has to be used per day!!!! You can do all of them obvs, free will or smth, but just one pretty please!!!! You can do a different ship each day or the same one, we dont care!!! We really only want y'all to have fun with this!!!
And!!!! And!!! Next month will be an even longer (and even better!!!) <333 31 days of protag shipping will be next month swearsies <3
Prompt Lists!!!! July 5th to July 11th!!!
NSFW
Day 1: Omegaverse, Fuck or Die, Soulmates
Day 2: Hypnotism, Vampires, Collars
Day 3: (Con) Forced Submission, CNC, Royal Au
Day 4: Dom/Sub Universe, Gender Swap (Both swapped), Sex Pollen
Day 5: Buck/Stag (similar to omegaverse and d/s), Deity Au, Wireplay
Day 6: Guideverse, Fantasy Au, Enemies/Rivals to Lovers
Day 7: Apoc Au, Cannibalism, First Love Confessions
FLUFF
Day 1: Cuddling, Actor Au
Day 2: Aftercare, Enemies/Rivals to Lovers
Day 3: Apoc Au, Reunion
Day 4: Pet/Age Regression, Superhero au
Day 5: Sick Fic, College Au
Day 6: Meet Cute, Modern Au
Day 7: Camping Trip, Childhood Friends (uu quartet)
We'd also love to reblog or share any fics/art that were done up for the week as well! Please do tag us or use the things below!!!
If you're on ao3, add your work to this collection!!!! For those on Tumblr, please use the uushipweek26!!!!!
If anyone has any questions, please ask us in the comments or the asks and we'll answer asap!!!!! Please reblog this post so everyone can see it <3333
All things came from mother Gaia, and in her eyes, all are equal. From the small mice in the fields, to the gods that roam her asserting their superiority. Everyone and everything worthy of her love. They are all flowers that bloomed from her garden, and she would tend to them all with equal care.
After a riveting encounter with the god of the underworld, you find yourself dwelling amongst the gods. One by one they all make your acquaintance, curiosity bringing each of them to your doorstep without fail. These are your stories, tales from your adventures amongst the gods.
Greek Gods!SVT x Fem!Reader
AO3 link
None of the gods are related, no incest here
Collaborative series with my beloved @/emotionalsupport-ljh . Yes we decided to write a svt Greek god harem series. What tf else should we be doing???
Story warnings vary but they all have smut, story lengths vary, all stories will be posted to AO3 by Ness
