ROUGH LEATHER, caleb xia!
summary. helping colonel caleb hump his stress out :3
disclaimer. panty kink, dry humping, riding, power dynamic, orgasm denial, edging, teasing, sensory play, mean caleb hmmmmff.
the moment you stepped into his office, your eyes laid onto calebâs tense back. he sat at his desk merely looking else where, unmoving amidst the important reports and files. he didnt greet you. he didnt even move his chair to look at you.
a single low rough sound finally cutting the silence between both of you. âhey pipsâ
his voice was raw. it wasnt the typical caleb you knew, this was another version of him coiled with stress. watching him pent up and focused, you convince yourself that you could help him. you approached slowly, standing beside him as his gazed still focus on his reports.
âi.. i can help youâ you whispered. caleb tilted his head just enough to your direction, a thin, sharp smile forming across his mouth âwhat do you want to help, pips?â
youre forcing yourself whether you could say it or not, gathering all the nerves, but you know better than to cut it out especially seeing caleb at this state. âi can.. please you while you workâ
a low growl vibrated in his chest. he scoffed, slowly turned his attention back with files, but his right hand moves, resting on his thigh forming a light tapping sound against his uniform.
âcome. sit on my lap.â
you fastly settled onto his lap, your skirt bunch against the low fabric of his colonel uniform. your face to face now, close enough to feel the radiating heat from him, to see the sharp focus in his dark purple eyes. before you could fully continue, his hand was on your hip, finger digging roughly onto your skin, tracing a path untill his arms landed on the heim of your skirt. he leaned closer, his voice low and commanding âopen your skirt.â
you obeyed desperately, to ease the layers of frustration surrounding him. you fumbled for the edge of your underwear, but he grip tightened roughly around your waist to stop you. âdid i tell you to take it off?â he pressed a single finger onto the thin of the fabric of your panty. a genuine, dark grin spread from his mouth âthis is the one i gave you, pips. too bad youre about to ripped it to shredsâ you began to move, slowly humping him, rubbing his bulge with your panty still on. he shift to look at the files while slowly rubbing the back of your hair.
âyou want to help me, right? can you cum for me just by rubbing like youre in heat for me? sure you can do that. youre a big girl, right pips?â you nodded, determined to earn his praised, so you did exactly what he said.
its been hours, your cunt start to sting, yet caleb seems to be unsatisfied with you. âcmon pipsâ he whispered âyou can do better than that.â youre humping on his lap, you cant cum just doing thisâyou need him to do something.
youre now all sore and damp due to his rough pants shredding onto your soaked panty, your thigh nearly trembles, causing him to look at you again with a bored look. âyou said you wanted to help, pips, this isnt helping.â its overwhelmingâyou seriously need him to do something. you tried to find the right spot to grin while your body pressed over him as his eyes remained still on the files. âi cant cum.â you whimpered in a frustrated tone.
caleb didnt look at you. he pressed his hand to your hips and roughly forced your body to move into a sudden fast rhythm. you couldnt help but gasped with the sudden change of pleasure, a moan slipping from your mouth âa-ah! w.. wait!â
âyou always need my help to do everything.â he roughly drove your already soaked pantied against his trousers. âyoure a big girl, right? you can handle this. thought you want to help me out.â he scoffed, raising his eyes as you struggled to adapt the pleasure and the raw pain on top of him, causing him to slide a low smirk.
your wet cunt soaking your panty untill its damped marking his trousers with a loud squelch. a sudden climax tense began to build, your moan becomes more loud and clear. the rough fast motion from his hand guiding the ache in you cunt to slowly transformed into a pleading pleasure.
ângh.. want to cum! pleasee let me cum! oh! ive been good, right? hah! cant.. too tired! ple.. please!â you mumbled, wanting to cum as caleb quickly fasten his movement, he start to lean closely onto your face with a sly smirk. when your hip move uncontrollably, his rough hand gripped your waist to stop your motion with a brutal force, leaving you wondering and swollen on top of him. you breathe, collapsing after the fast pleasure he had done, yet youre still aching for release.
after a few minutes, you look at him, raising your eyebrows confused. âwhat did i do?â caleb smile softened, slowly rubs your messy hair still looking at you. âmy trousers is starting to shed your lace, pips. what about we start another way to relief my stress.â