#xia yizhou

[jyacira]

kissing practice gone wrong 🍎🍏

[bibbysstuff]

Good Boy

[calebunny]

You find Caleb's p0rn collection

Warnings: NSFW, MDNI. gege!Caleb, slight dacryphilia, creampie, implied filming.

The heat in the room was suffocating, your face flushed hot with embarrassment and something else. Caleb had your back pressed tight to his chest, arm caging you in while his hand held your jaw in a firm grip, making sure you couldn't look away from the obscene video playing on his phone. 

“Dont be shy now pips.”

In your defense, you didn’t mean for this to happen, you were merely curious. Caleb never restricted you from any of his things. Passwords, keys, belongings, everything was at your access and disposal, but thinking back on it, you realized you’d never actually utilized all that privilege. 

So just for your own amusement, not really expecting to find anything, you took a peek at his phone when he’d left it lying around. To your utter surprise, you found his own little porn collection. And to make matters worse, Caleb walked right in on you. 

“Ah I see I’ve been caught.”

He took great enjoyment seeing how flustered you got at his depravity. “Well, since you’re so curious, I might as well tell you all about them.” 

You helplessly squirmed in his lap as he sat you through each and every video, pointing out different details and reasons for why he had them saved. 

“This one,” pointing towards a girl getting railed on screen, her loud moans and smacking noises filling the quiet room, “she has hair like yours.” 

Swiping to the next, it was another girl getting eaten out by a man. “That–” Caleb chuckled, his breath sending a wave of goosebumps down your neck, “I wanted to try that out on you someday.” He made you watch as the man on screen licked and rubbed her clit. 

You would be lying if you said all this wasn't resulting in a pool of arousal in your underwear. Unbelievably turned on by the fact that your Caleb had been thinking of you while–

“Gege needs to jerk off too baby, ‘m not perfect.”

You whined in his hold, desperate for him to finally touch you and your leaky pussy. “Caleb no more–”

“Nuh uh, we have to see it through pips.” Suddenly, he reached down to rub you firmly through your shorts. “Gotta get her nice and ready for me.”

He cooed and caressed you through your misery, his hand dragging your face back to the screen every time you looked away, whispering “shh” and wiping your tears away when you sobbed at your pussy clenching around nothing. 

“Look, she cries like you, doesn't she?”

By the end of it, you were delirious from begging for dick. He finally relented, kicking off his clothes and your own, laying back on the couch and pulling you up with him. 

Your hands planted on his chest, trying to regain sanity with the way his dick was rubbing up against you. Meanwhile, Caleb was smirking below you, watching you struggle to line him up with your entrance. 

“Dick s’yours, put it in– fuck.” His words melted away into a groan as he felt your searing heat envelope him, eyes shutting tight. 

You sighed at the stretch, sinking down on his impossible size, body held upright by nothing but his hands.

Right as you felt like you were stuffed full, you looked down to see a good few inches of him still outside of you. But you simply couldn't care less and selfishly began riding the part of his cock you managed to fit. 

“Pi- pips, what are you doing?” He had his eyebrows scrunched, hands tightening around your waist as he tried to not to shove you down onto his cock. 

“I can’t Caleb, ‘s too big.” You just couldn't put him in the rest of the way. 

“Psh, do you want gege to help you baby?” 

And you nodded, cockdrunk and not fully realizing what you were agreeing to. 

“Okey doke.” he grinned and reached up to capture your lips in a deep, filthy kiss, tongue tangling with yours and distracting you from the way he shifted his hold on you.

And he pulled you down all the way.

Your eyes widened, mouth gasping against his as a slurry of fuck fuck fucks escaped him. For all you knew, he could’ve just displaced all your organs. 

The shock didn't last for long before it bloomed into hot pleasure. You gripped onto his shoulders, rolling your hips and setting a needy rhythm.

“Just like that sweet girl, ride your gege.”

And you rode him like a woman possessed, desperate and sloppy, forcing yourself up and down his length until the wet slapping sound echoed off the couch.

Caleb’s breath hitched, looking like he was painfully close. 

“Okay now– stop moving. Stop,” he whimpered, hands pinning your hips still through your squirming. 

He looked up at the ceiling, gritting his teeth as he summoned everything not to bust a load in you right then and there. 

And then he suddenly turned your bodies, shifting you to pin you down on the couch instead, swinging a leg over his shoulder, scowling. 

“Lemme do my work now.” 

And a switch flipped as he started rutting into you like he’d gone nuts. 

He kept hitting all your spots, your back lifting clean off the cushions as your release took no time to hit you like a truck. 

He sobbed at the feeling of your pussy clenching him like a vice, and he held you closer, chests touching as he rested his forehead on yours, feeling his own climax not too far behind.

“Inside? Fuuck. inside.” 

He gripped your ass, pulling you flush against his hips as he filled you up with his seed. He stayed there for a moment, feeling the warm liquid trickle out of your plugged hole and onto the couch, whispering I love yous into your skin. 

He huffed, using his arms to pull his weight off you, caressing your bare stomach as he grabbed his phone that was tossed off the side.

“You know…”

He pulled up the camera on his phone, a smile tugging the corner of his lips.

“Maybe you could help gege expand his collection.”

pshhkaaowww 💥

[nixdvn]

COLLEGE AU 😫😫😫 ok hear me out:

We know that Zayne is 27, Valko is 26, and Caleb is 25. Considering Zayne prolly stayed away from Linkon from Primary to,,, maybe Uni? Caleb also moved away to study, and Valko... Well, we don't know but indulge me on this.

WHAT IF THEY ATTENDED THE SAME UNIVERSITY?

Like it was on accident, since the 3 of them are rlly smart n talented, they were able to attend the top university of the world or something.

They're all in different fields but it's still in STEM, and they probably share the same location, if not the same building (probably not tho).

Zayne first arrived and he's amazing, top student in Science, etc. In his 2nd year, he made friends (maybe thru competition or whatever) with a Technology student, Valko. Two years after that, he finds a familiar name on top of the Engineering leaderboard, specifically in Aerospace and Aviation: Caleb, who was on his 2nd year by then.

Zayne is on his 4th year but since he's medical field,,, 8 years to graduate, I think? Valko's on his 3rd year.

Before Caleb, Zayne and Valko would just pass by each other, say hi, maybe nod at each other, but never really hang out. Until Caleb.

Apparently Valko has been chatting up both upper and lowerclassmens, making friends everywhere, and Caleb fits his vibe so they quickly became friends. After Zayne and Caleb rekindled, Caleb invites both seniors out to drink. One night, Zayne ended up super drunk and the three stumble their way to Zayne's dorm room. Making sure he doesn't die, the other two slept over, and that bonding experience has changed the status of their friendship ever since.

I imagine midterms and finals week are the most fun, because it's 3 super smart geniuses trying to not die from over-studying, and it actually helps because being with each other helps with their nerves. They go to Zayne's room, bc it's clean.

It's also cute because there's no competition. No one's beating anyone. They can be the top students of their respective fields, so there's no friendship-breaking pressure to win against one another.

[heressya]

Praying that I don't get an M warning and censored again by tumblr lol

[niisancomplex]

baby... xyz's precious baby

[humanjarvis]

growing up, caleb never let you see his computer. 

at first, you thought he was just being mean, hogging the highest-tech thing you’d ever seen all to himself. then, once you got old enough, you wondered if all the secrecy was for…nefarious reasons. but every time he smiled and ruffled your hair, you just couldn’t bring yourself to think he’d ever watch that kind of stuff.

plus, the thought made your stomach hurt. 

eventually, you grew old enough to value your privacy just as much. gone were the days of you sneaking glances over his shoulder and trying to guess his password while he wasn’t looking. 

*his password wasn’t your birthday. why wasn’t it your birthday? was it someone else’s birthday?

**it always was your birthday. just typed backwards. 

in all that time, you never would’ve guessed the thing he’d tried so hard to keep from you was his own sims fantasy land. 

he’d spent hours designing both of your appearances and outfits, chasing accuracy down to the pixel. once he was satisfied, he moved your household into an empty world, so that you were free to live as you were instead of who you should’ve been. 

he’s an astronaut, you’re a secret agent. you have a garden, but he always hires someone to tend to it so the plants don't command too much of your attention. his cooking skills are maxed out, as is your relationship level. and there’s a shiny silver band around your left ring finger. 

you have a mansion with a motherlode of things to entertain you: hot tub, cupcake machine, karaoke station, rocket ship. and rest assured, there’s a trusty cowplant in the back to deal with anyone who disrupts your peace. over the years, it has lured and devoured multiple incarnations of a certain black-haired, green-eyed, sweet-toothed genius who you could never seem to stop gushing over. 

and when the grey hairs come in for both of you, and your time starts winding down…well. he already has twin burial plots mapped out in the backyard, right in the middle of the apple orchard. 

not that he’s dreamed about a life with you, or anything. 

[fricks]

“smile for the camera, baby!” ☆

as if you could.

caleb is all too cocky about your inability to do anything but lay beneath him all slack-jawed and shaky as he drills his cock into you despite your overstimulation.

you’re so fucked out that you can’t even muster up the energy or mindpower to regret gifting your boyfriend and polaroid camera for his birthday. you had brought it with romance in mind—he’s away so often for such long periods at a time that you thought a few sweet photos he can carry in the lining of his uniform jacket would be a nice idea.

but caleb, the amalgamation of all things desperate and horny, couldn’t wait five minutes after unwrapping his gift to start unwrapping you as well. each layer of clothing discarded he’d reward with a photo of your revealed skin until he was trying to finesse a way to hold the camera with one hand as the other pumped his fingers mercilessly into your cunt.

now, hours later, you’re laying on a bed of polaroids, each more lewd than the last. one digs into your skin while another is jostled off the bed with the hard thrusts of your boyfriends leaky cock into your (regrettably) still-needy pussy. the effect this man has on you is unreasonable—you’ve cum so many times that you can’t form a coherent thought and still you think you’d cry if he pulled out and denied you the stretch of his cock.

flash. another shot is taken, this one of your glossy eyes and drool-soaked lips.

“you’re so messy,” he teases like his dick isn’t shining with the sweet mixture of your releases—like he’s not spat on your cunt just to rub load after load of cum around your clit in sick circles that make you choke on your breath. what an asshole he is.

“gonna make you cum again, pips,” he grins, dark hair sticking to his forehead with sweat. “i want to see if i can catch you squirting in a pic, hm?”

you part your kiss-swollen lips to protest. “cant—“ is all you can manage though, before your boyfriend, your best friend, is squeezing your cheeks between his long fingers and frowning down at you.

“don’t doubt yourself, pretty, you can do anything if you set your mind to it!”

pep talk of the century. you’d laugh at him if you had half your mind left, but all you have the space to think about is how he’s never gotten quite this deep inside of you before. you don’t even process the way he’s driven your hips up with his thighs to feel even more of you around him.

so perfect, he calls you. and even though he’s fucking you erratically, once he feels the telltale signs of your impending orgasm, he’s all smiles. sweet glossy eyes brimming with needy tears, flushed cheeks, soft brows… the man with his cock so deep inside of you that you’re seeing stars, leans down to press a kiss to your forehead as you orgasm.

it’s too much. you choke on it, you feel it in every bone in your body and still you crave more of him. you squirt around his cock with a moan made for porn and caleb feels like a hormonal virgin all over again.

click. another pic; one that prints to be fanned out immediately—one hand flapping the print through the air as the other one rubs slow circles on your tummy as he tries to feel himself pushing inside of you.

once it finally develops enough to gift caleb with the sight of your spread legs and the mess of lust between them, you swear he grows even harder inside of you.

“yeah,” your idiot of a man grins. “this one’s going on my wall.”

this is a repost from my deactivated acc of the same user. i wrote this i wrote this i wrote this