Zayne raises a brow at your words, wondering where you could possibly be going with this.
"I did know that. Are you just discovering that fact?"
"Don't look at me like that. They're for your dick aren't they? Why should I care if they expire?" You sigh as you pick up the half full box tucked away in the nightstand, reading the date marked on the bottom.
"Well here's a fun fact for you. These expire in a week." You state, tossing Zayne the box. His brow furrows, looking it over.
"Hmm. I'll pick up more tommorow."
"Don't you have a business trip this week? They'll expire before you get back." He tosses the box back to you, and you peek inside. There's still at least ten condoms left.
"It's not a big deal." Zayne says as he moves towards the closet to continue packing. It's still early, but he likes to be prepared.
"You know...it's a shame to let them go to waste." Zayne freezes at your tone, glancing over his shoulder.
"Are you suggesting we have sex over and over purely for the sake of using condoms before they expire? Condoms that, if necessary, I could get for free?"
"...Are you saying no?"
Zayne blinks, as if just now realizing what you're suggesting
(Disclaimer: all of Caleb's dialogue was pulled directly from the Verdant Wetlands 4* secret times.)
Sylus | Zayne | Xavier | Rafayel
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"Those who dare to mess with the Fleet sealed their fate since the beginning… Yes, go ahead." Caleb ends the call, clearing his throat before stepping into the room.
He sees the window is open, the wind billowing the curtains as cold air breezes into the room, "You forgot to close the window, again."
He glances to where you're curled up, "You fell asleep on the couch, huh?" He shuts the window with an amused smile.
His boots click quietly across the floor, "You're sleeping so peacefully, I don't have the heart to wake you."
Caleb sits beside where you're curled up. He leans over you, brushing your hair back as he sighs quietly, "I missed you…"
You startle awake, pulling from his unexpected touch. His brow furrows, "Why are you pulling away?"
He sets his hat on the side table, watching as you blink sleepily at him.
He brushes a hand over your arm, "It's me. You're awake?" the leather of his glove is cool against your skin.
You rub your eyes, "Caleb…? You're home?"
"Yeah. I just came back from Fleet's HQ," he smiles standing, "I'm just going to change."
You give him a questioning look.
"Doesn't my colonel uniform make you uncomfortable?" He gestures down at himself.
Your cheeks warm as your eyes travel over the sharp lines of him, "No…"
He rests his hands on his hips, "If it doesn't, then… why did you move away?"
He smirks as you sputter to respond, "Uh huh… Well, I'm freezing."
He gives you a suspicious look, "You're okay with the cold coming in from the window, But you think I'm cold?"
He scoffs, turning away, "Fine."
His boots echo against the floor, "I'll get you a blanket."
He tosses one of your throw blankets down beside him as he sits. You look at the blanket, then back at him.
"You don't need to be in a hurry to thank me," he teases, "I'm not here to take care of you today."
A mischievous smile touches his lips, "If you're cold… You need to come over here yourself."
"Sit." He pats his thigh and your pulse quickens as his eyes darken.
You shake your head.
"You sat in my lap before. What are you afraid of?" One dark eyebrow raises as he cocks his head with a devilish smile, "The fact that I'm wearing my uniform?"
"N-no…" Your eyes rake over him once more as your body begins to flush.
"Do you actually believe I can't tell what you're thinking?" In a flash, his hand is around your throat, fingers pressing against either side of your neck. Not hurting you, just holding you there.
His thumb back and forth over your fluttering pulse, "You think I can't… feel it?"
Caleb grins at your sharp intake of breath, a memory flashing through your mind.
"Oh… you're thinking about that interrogation, right?" His eyes roam over you, before finding yours once more.
He trails his gloved hand down the column of your neck, "Do you remember the mood tracker that was on your neck?"
"Detecting emotions doesn't need to be complicated," he leans in, brushing his lips against your ear.
"When it comes to you, I'm more effective than that device…" A shudder rolls through you as heat begins to pool low in your stomach.
His voice is barely a whisper, "It's just that... we're not close enough."
"Come closer… Open up," he says as he releases you.
Your body is starting to feel hot. Trying to put more distance between you, you sit back.
He scoffs, "You won't move? I have to go to you?"
You nod. Heart pounding in your chest.
His voice lowers to a growl, "If so, things won't be simple anymore."
He pushes you back against the couch, lips claiming yours as the heavy weight of him settles against you. His hand slips beneath your sleep shirt causing you to gasp at the coolness for leather brushes over your skin.
You can feel yourself getting dizzy as he begins to consume you. The heat of him radiating through the uniform, the hunger of his kiss, his hand sliding your shirt up…
"You need to breathe…" he rasps against your lips.
You take a steadying breath and then he's kissing you again. Lips moving against yours like he's starving for it.
He blazes a path down the column of your throat, your breath catching as you speak, "Caleb, are you upset… because of work?"
"Am I… in a bad mood… because of the Fleet?" His breath hitches as you arch into him.
"Do you still have the energy to think about them?" he growls.
He grips your jaw tightly, amethyst eyes burning, "The person under the Colonel's command right now is you. Watch your mouth."
He crashes lips to yours, moaning into the kiss as his tongue plunges into your mouth, tasting you as he roughly cups your now bare breasts.
"When the Farspace Fleet's Colonel is present, you're not allowed to be disrespectful." He pinches one nipple, relishing in how responsive you are.
He laughs, as he brushes his lips teasingly against your sternum, "…but I guess you already failed in that regard."
He hums against your skin, pulling your nipple into his mouth, tongue swirling around the sensitive bud. You to arch off of the couch on a sharp gasp as he sucks and teases the skin, your body writhing beneath him. He releases the puckered skin with a pop.
"Tch…You're pulling away again?" he rasps against your lips, "Are my leather gloves chaffing you?" his hand slides down your stomach.
You pull his bottom lip between your teeth, and he inhales sharply, "You're…" kiss "not allowed…" kiss "to bite though."
He abruptly pushes your thighs wide, pining you open, "The interrogation isn't over yet. You're not allowed to squirm."
He can't hold back a breathy moan as he sees the damp spot on the seam of your panties. He trails needy, open mouth kisses down your body. The desperate sounds he makes goes straight to your pussy. A quiet whimper leaves you when his fingers slide under the edge of the fabric, teasing your outer lips.
Caleb pauses, breathing heavily as he rests his head on your inner thigh, "What exactly am I interrogating you for?"
His breath catches as his fingers tease your drenched flesh, "You tell me…" he groans.
"Answer me. Who is the Colonel?" his free hand drops to the fly of his pants.
"Y-you…" Your breath hitches at the sound of his zipper lowering.
"It's me?" He pulls out his thick cock, pumping himself as he slides your panties to the side.
"Well then… can I do this?" he seals his mouth around your pussy, with a desperate whimper as the sweet taste of you hits his tongue. Your fingers sink into his hair as you moan, molten hot pleasure shooting through you when he sucks your clit between his lips.
A dark chuckle leaves him before whispers against your slick center, "Good girl…"
Your eyes roll back as he continues devouring you. His cock dribbling precum as your hips begin to grind against his face.
You whine when he sits up, "You still feel cold?" he chuckles when you shake your head quickly, "It's a bit hot?"
He kisses you as shifts between your legs, sliding his aching cock against you as you taste yourself on his lips,"Don't worry, I'll do it slowly..."
He pushes in with a soft grunt, "I'll take good care of you..."
You cry out at the pressure, squirming beneath him.
He laughs, "Why are you trying to escape again?" He grips your hips as he pushes in more.
"We're just getting started. We can… keep going." He rolls his hips against you slowly, not wanting to hurt you.
He mouths at your neck, soft whimpers pressing into your skin as he finally bottoms out. He sighs at the feel of your heat twitching around him, his hands caressing over the tops of your thighs as you stretch around him.
"C-Caleb… 's too much…" you whine against him.
"Ah… You aren't sure if it feels good?" he slowly pulls almost all of the way out, then drives his hips forward. He moans as your walls clench around him.
He smiles knowingly, brushing hair from your face as he stares into your eyes, "Is that really the case?" A sound rumbles in his chest as you rake your nails down his muscled back, "Hmm… Stay…. It'll feel good…"
He kisses you softly, setting a steady rhythm. Pleasure sparking from your center all throughout your body as he rocks into you, "I'm here… I know everything about you…"
His kisses becomes more urgent, his pace increasing as he feels your body beginning to tighten around him. You whine into his mouth, each drag of his cock against your walls pushing you closer to the edge.
He pulls back, breathless, "Get on top of me… let me see you more clearly… Is that okay?"
He sits up, shifting you to straddle him, releasing a breathless groan as you slide your dripping arousal over him, not caring about the mess you're making of his uniform.
"Say it.. Say yes…" His gaze find yours through half-lidded eyes.
His expression already looks drunk, cheeks flushed pink as you whisper, "Yes…"
He chuckles in satisfaction, "I heard you…"
He pulls you down, your pussy sheathing him beautifully. He crushes you against him, his hips driving up into you as he finds your lips again. You match his rhythm, rolling your hips against him, your hands tangling in his hair as you ride him, taking everything he has to offer...
inspiration ♡ jonghyun
lyrics by: jonghyun
translation: shineetalks
(*) listen to the song here!
be quiet.
i’m so dizzy, i’m so dizzy.
(inspiration) i’m so dizzy.
don’t open your eyes,
there’s no harm, there’s nothing.
in truth, i’m feeling it for the first time too.
struck by a convulsion in my senses.
how many were there before me?
you should carve it in your memory.
break it.
i get dizzy when i look at you.
my mind gets crowded
when i hold you in my arms too.
be quiet.
i’m so dizzy, i’m so dizzy.
i’m so dizzy, i’m so dizzy.
a lot of inspiration is needed. (x8)
the moment those eyes open to start
and meet endless chaos.
you, me our roles are unclear.
it doesn’t matter who is first
i have to take the lead in the end.
my lead (inspiration).
be quiet.
i’m so dizzy, i’m so dizzy.
i’m so dizzy, i’m so dizzy.
(inspiration)
i get dizzy when i look at you.
my mind gets crowded
when i hold you in my arms too.
i’m so dizzy, i’m so dizzy, i’m so dizzy.
Yes hi I'm not done talking about this cause HOLY FUCK I would do UNSPEAKABLE things to him 😭😭😭 the fucking sleepy look, the hair, his Arms, HIS BACK, THE BLANKET AT HIS HIPS HE'S SLEEPING NAKED UNDER THERE I KNOW IT
The curtains around the bed???? It's giving fantasy dracula sex scene and I'm ready for it
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