Can The Sensitive Whiners Who Get Mad At Every Tiny “problematic” Part Of Love And Deepspace Please

Pathetic Caleb who is desperate for ur pussy, there's not a day that goes by without his face between your thighs,Reader giving him a pussy ban and he's doing his best to not dive in whenever reader is doing basic domestic things,like make him cry and beg for it

Thank you anon let’s fucking go

It’s getting to the point where you can’t go a day without Caleb begging for your pussy. Even after a hard day of work, you come home and he’s practically salivating at the idea of drowning in your juices. Barely a step through the door to his apartment and he’s trying to tear off your clothes, guiding you to relax on the couch or the bed, it doesn’t matter as long as he can get between those soft thighs of yours. But it’s too much, it’s like he’s sucked your clit raw from eating you out day after day without break. You feel your overstimulated bud rubbing against your panties during the workday and you decide it’s time for a break.

“Caleb, wait-“ you can’t even finish your sentence before he’s using his evol to close the door behind you, pushing you against it and shoving his lips against yours.

“We need to talk.” You finally manage to speak when he pulls away to breathe. He looks at you with those classic puppy eyes and you almost relent, but you need to set this boundary, even if it’s only temporary.

“Can we do something else tonight? I love when you eat me out it’s just..” you trail off as you see his face fall, knowing his mind is reeling.

Was he not making you feel good enough? There’s no way you were faking your orgasms, he was sure of that, but was there something he was doing wrong?

You cup his cheek with your palm, reassuring his nerves.

“You didn’t do anything wrong, Caleb. I …” you sigh, realizing you’re going to have to put it bluntly.

“My clit hurts from you sucking on it nightly..”

His immediate relief is clear before he furrows his brows once again.

“You’re saying we need to stop? But-“ he cuts himself off. He’d never want to hurt you, but he craves your taste. He’d gone the whole day dreaming about drinking in your sweet slick, now you’re telling him he has to go without?

“I understand, I’m sorry, pipsqueak.” He smiles, but you can tell it’s not genuine.

***

You’re once again throwing your head back against the pillows, your back arching as he brings you close to your second orgasm of the night. There’s no doubt he loves the sight of your pleasure, but he can feel his mouth grow dry with desire. Caleb’s eyes dart downward, longingly gazing at where your bodies become one. You’re drenched in a combination of both of your liquids and he’s desperate for a taste. That’s all he needs. A taste.

He can’t control himself. You’re still riding out your high as he pulls out, giving one long kiss to your sopping cunt, desperately drinking it in as much as he can before you realize what’s happening.

“I’m sorry.” He mumbles between your thighs, the movement of his lips only causing your orgasm to be drawn out further. He’ll take a break from it tomorrow, but tonight he needs his fill.

Caleb cries when he cums send tweet

GETTING FINGERED BY YOUR STREAMER ROOMMATE ?!

pairing. Caleb x f!reader

cw. fingering you on a live stream, possessiveness, jealousy

a/n. horny 4 him again lol & not proof read !!!

streamer!Caleb who let you be his roommate for time being because you didn't have a place to stay, and he wasn't complaining. though, he didnt think much of it, but it was a huge distraction to his streaming side job.

streamer!Caleb who was currently live streaming as you were cooking in the kitchen. Caleb was talking to his chat as he leaned back on his chair, his bored eyes glance at the chat and to his second monitor with a wallpaper of you.

streamer!Caleb whose expression immediately changed when you walked in the room and gave him a plate of food, a small smile formed on his lips as he carefully took the plate from you, and god, he needed to kiss you, bad.

streamer!Caleb whose eyes landed on the chat and a certain someone said something that immediately changed his mood. Caleb’s eyes darkened as he silently read what the idiot dared to ask for–his girl’s number. he kept the username in mind, for later, of course.

streamer!Caleb who decided to try to ignore the angry thoughts rushing through him and continued the stream per usual. but an hour passed and the troll was back at it again, asking to see you again. Caleb quietly scowled at the screen as the troll continued to pester him with dumbass questions.

streamer!Caleb who clenched his fist when he couldn't handle the questions anymore, "you want to see her? want her number, huh?" Caleb teased and leaned his head back before he called you into his room.

streamer!Caleb who immediately wrapped his fingers around your waist before you pulling you to his lap as he angled the camera at the perfect spot. Caleb's fingers trailed under your tiny skirt as he hiked up the fabric revealing more of you each second.

streamer!Caleb who rests his chin on your shoulder as he stares at the chat, the troll still unfazed as he continued to shower you with praises and unnecessary compliments. with one hand, Caleb gripped on your thighs with an aggressive manner and with the other he slid your panties down.

"Caleb?" you whisper, grabbing onto the sides of his chair, and before you knew it, your panties fell slid down your legs and plopped on the ground. Caleb let out a quiet, amused chuckle before his fingers rested against your twitchy clit.

"what is it, pipsqueak?" his teasing voice soothed against your ears, Caleb rubbed small circles against your clit and you let out a whine, squirming beneath him. Caleb glanced at the chat and the troll's comments started to end up more degrading.

"y'see this?" Caleb whispered, slipping a finger in your soaking cunt, the movements from his one finger working so well inside you almost made you cum at the spot, which also made you grip on his chair even tighter.

a low unsteady moan escaped your lips and you buck your hips the slightest and thats when you felt Calebs boner poke against your ass. Caleb told you to stay put before he slid another finger inside you.

"how're you feelin'? both of you." Caleb asked you, and the idiot in the chat. you whimpered and nodded quickly in response while the troll in the stream just sent a '...' in response.

"still want that number?" Caleb teased.

"go on pipsqueak, tell him your number."

Caleb's fingers curled inside you and you shamelessly listen to him as you started reciting the first three digits of your number. Caleb laughs and continues to senselessly fucks your cunt with his fingers.

"silly girl."

before you could get to the next three digits, Caleb leaned in and ended the stream, continuing to finger you on his lap.

"cale– 'm gonna cum!" you gasp, riding out your orgasm on his fingers. Caleb nodded and rested his forehead against your shoulder. a wave of pleasure rushed through you when you felt the white mixture pool down your pussy.

streamer!Caleb who carried you to the bed and climbed on top of you, his necklace dangling above your face before he leaned in and planted small kisses along your face.

"we're not done."

“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.”

I ❤️ headcanoning my faves with BPD like me 🥰 Caleb I’m diagnosing you

Every single card with caleb feels like this

do you think caleb would let you hold it while he pees?

yuh and if he's freaky like that, i'd aim his tip right at my tongue

im sorry im not

Thinking about allowing Zayne to be submissive for once. He’s always so overworked, he deserves to let someone else take control.

r u ok with somnophilia?

bc I can’t help but think Caleb would eventually escalate from sniffing MC’s panties to touching himself while looking at her, and then maybe cumming on her, and then what if he rubs his cum on her slit (god she’s already so wet for him), and then….

YES I’m a massive fan of somno personally obv TW for that below the cut

I think he’d be so pervy about it because he doesn’t want to wake her up, but she looks so cute all curled up next to him. At first he settles with just stroking himself while admiring how adorable she looks, but then she adjusts her position in her sleep, revealing more of her skin…

She’s such a deep sleeper, he just has to be gentle. In her new position he realizes he can grind against her thighs, and god are they soft. They feel so warm as he slides himself in and out, not realizing that with each thrust he’s getting closer and closer to her pussy until he can hear the obscene squelching as their juices mingle. It’s here when he loses all control, using one hand to cover his mouth in an attempt to muffle his moans and the other to hold him up over MC’s body as he rapidly thrusts against her wet core. Clearly her body wanted this even if she wasn’t conscious, right? He’s only doing what’s best for her.

She’s such a deep sleeper that she only wakes up hours later, still cuddled up to her big brother, but there’s more than her own slick between her thighs.

Incredibly hard over Xavier with a mommy kink oml