I listened to more of Caleb’s secret times audio and oh boy am I hard rn
i like the hair and i like the metallic facemasks and i like the leathery outfits and how they look and i like their exaggerated expressions and i like the fact that it's an OOC AU and i like the plot and i like what we've seen of the event so far and i like the lil minigame and i like the aesthetic of it all and i like-
Mc introducing Caleb to her coworkers as her brother; feigning innocence as she wraps herself around him, sitting on his lap, pretending she doesn’t feel how hard he is through his uniform.
Your headcanons are so delicious🤌
Can you imagine taking Caleb’s virginity? All those years of pining and teasing and cold, cold showers….
Thank you for this omg I love virgin Caleb
Surely Caleb must have realized how thin the walls are by now. Even with his shirt in his mouth to muffle his whines it was obvious what he was doing every night.. and morning.. and sometimes in the middle of the day. Did he not realize how obvious he was being when he suddenly excused himself to go take a cold shower after your cuddling on the couch got a little more touchy than usual?
This time was no different. It was late- you both should’ve been asleep by now. Instead you lay awake in bed, staring at the ceiling while trying to block out the sound of your adopted brother thrusting into his hand on the other side of the wall. You normally wouldn’t mind- sometimes you’d even press your ear against the wall and close your eyes, trying to imagine how he looks as he whimpers against his sheets. Tonight, however, you needed to sleep and his pathetic little noises weren’t helping.
Caleb never locked his door; he’d always reminded you that he would always be there for you whenever you needed him. He’d never thought you’d need him at 11:30 PM though.
Dressed in one of the shirts you’d stolen from him and nothing else, you swing open his door right as your name escapes his lips.
He scrambles to cover himself, but the friction of his sheets against his painfully hard cock sends a shiver through his body and a quiet yelp slips out.
“Having trouble sleeping?” He finally manages to stutter as if he’d not been moaning your name moments prior. Then his eyes slide down your body, seeing nothing but bare skin under his shirt. The fabric barely conceals you, covering just enough to hide the wetness between your thighs.
“You’re being too loud.”
You wouldn’t normally be this bold, but those years of secretly sneaking lustful glances at each other, of hands wandering just a little too far for siblings, and ensuring that no one came between the two of you had led you to this moment. He doesn’t stop you when you pull back his sheets; he just gives you those pathetic puppy eyes as the cold air hits his sensitive skin.
“I’m sorry”
Ignoring his words, you climb on top of him, legs straddling his as you cover his mouth with your palm.
“Be quiet.”
He’s never felt himself ache like this before. His eyes widen as your other hand slips downwards, wrapping itself around his cock. Caleb shakes his head as his eyes beg you to stop. You shouldn’t be doing this. But you know he needs it. You’ve heard him mumbling fantasies just like this countless times from the other side of the wall. He needs it.
His eyes roll back as he feels you press him against your drenched core. It takes everything in him not to climax right then and there, but he manages to hold out. You slip his length inside with ease as if you were made for each other. His whole body trembles beneath you as you feel him panting beneath your palm. His whines only get louder as you move- not even riding him, just readjusting your position. It’s clear he can’t take much more. His eyes meet yours once more and he silently pleads for it to stop- he can’t take it, it’s too much. You nod, the gesture giving him enough confirmation that he had permission.
You take your palm away from his lips as he cums, his whole body shaking from pleasure as he whimpers and moans before your lips crash against his. Caleb’s hands move to your hair, wrapping themselves around you just to hold you closer. Your lips against his are the only thing stopping him from waking the whole neighborhood with his desperate whines.
Eventually, he comes down from his high and you manage to peel yourself away from him, allowing him to catch his breath. He can’t meet your eyes, ashamed of reaching his peak within seconds of being inside of you. You slowly move away, releasing him from the softness and warmth of your pussy. Just that act alone causes him to choke and you can see a tiny dribble of cum escape his tip. While he’s still catching his breath, you lean down and kiss it, licking up the tiny droplets that slip down the side. Then you simply hop up and give him a teasing grin before giving him a quick peck on the lips, letting him taste himself.
He’s still in a daze as you slip out of his room and back into your own, but a few minutes later you hear the sound water running. It seems like another cold shower is needed.
Hey infold I think you forgot to add Lumiere’s theme back to the shop 😗
[LADS] Womb
Infold said a little fauxcest as a treat
Can the sensitive whiners who get mad at every tiny “problematic” part of love and deepspace please find another game to play instead of insisting the game cater to them
Could you write something with brat tamer zayne and sylus please? 🥹
Warnings: Smut, spanking, punishment, mention of small wound, collar and leash.
“Did I say you could look at me?” Oh. Y/n KNOWS she’s in trouble. As if being bent over Zayne’s lap, his white lab coat still over his shoulders and his large hand punishing her cheeks wasn’t enough of a clue.
She just wanted to give him those big and wide puppy eyes. But even that was beyond how much she acted up today.
It had all started with simply refusing to eat the nutritious breakfast he cooked for her. His hours with her were already short, but she decided to just have a piece of toast, because she was busy. Even though he said he could pack it up for her.
Okay, fine. He could let that slide.
But then it came time for his break. The two always met up at the Akso Hospital garden. But she had sent him a quick text right as he found a comfortable bench.
“Sorry. Can’t make it. Xavier asked me to spar with him. See you at home!” She ended it with a cute little snowman emoji.
Okay, fine. Having good connections with coworkers was important.
The last straw came in the form of her refusing to talk to him after her hard work day. She had clammed up, and would turn her head aside at dinner whenever he questioned her.
“No. Use your words, Y/n. I am not doing this with you.” Uh oh. Y/n knew that tone of voice.
But still she insisted on keeping her mouth sealed.
“It’s nothing, alright? Just drop it.” That did it. Zayne dropped his fork onto his plate, standing up as he carefully wiped his mouth with his napkin.
“Bedroom. Now.”
And the rest was history. Her poor little ass cheeks were a rosy red. Zayne had his fingers hooked in her waist band of her panties to pull them flush between her cheeks so the outline of her drooling lips were visible
Every 3 spanks was then accompanied by his fingers sliding over the outline of her clit through the soaked fabric. Y/n was sniffling and sobbing, squirming from the overstimulation. Zayne’s face was expressionless when she started to beg.
“Z-Zayne!”
“Wrong.” He pinched her swollen pearl between his index and thumb.
“D-Dr. Zayne!” She corrected herself immediately. “I’m gonna cum Gonnacumgonnacum!”
“No.” He pulled his hand away completely and released her soaked underwear. The fabric clung to her sticky folds and she actually cried as the heat in her stomach raged on. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”
The kiss to the back of her head was nearly ice cold.
Oh she couldn’t hate but to love him.
Sylus was a man that always had a schedule. A strict schedule.
Most of that schedule including Y/n. His sweet Kitten who could do no wrong in his eyes-
“Present.” He nearly purred to the woman at his feet on the plush, faux bear rug. The pretty red collar around her neck jingled as she crawled with her back to him, breast against the rug and ass arched deliciously so.
Sylus hummed, taking a sip from his wine cup. “Already wet? Are you wet because you disobeyed me? Or maybe because you enjoy putting your life in danger?”
It was neither of those, not really.
Sylus would have taken the bullet if she didn’t intervene. The target was a lot more slippery than Y/n anticipated.
Sylus stared down at her bandage wrapped arm and his heart throbbed. He’d carried her to his car and stayed silent, aside from his one hand pressing on her bicep to keep the wound from gushing blood.
But now she was at his home, his domain. He stood silently from his seat and kneeled down next to her.
She was stripped naked aside from the collar and chain. He grabbed the leather handle and-
“Bad kitten.” The handle came down right across her aching cunt. She gasped out loud, body lurching forward. But Sylus hooked two fingers in her collar to keep her still.
“No. You are going to learn to follow my orders. Ass up, Kitten. Let me see how disgusting you are.”
Y/n lost count of how many swats her pretty pussy took but all she knew was the bear rug was ruined by her dripping juices.
“Clean it up. Mouth only. Then I’m cleaning that wound and we are going to bed.”
Maybe she should’ve let him take the stupid bullet.
People on twt are so miserable how dare people write fanfic with alternative themes >:(( friendly reminder that we’re playing a game about dating anime men. Who cares
I’m a fat Xavier truther
Can u guys say something nice about his tummy he’s getting self conscious ☹️🥺