:3 Xavier Ita Bag (ft Sylus) (more On The Way)

Need to smoke weed with big brother Caleb 😚

i'm now thinking about pervert!caleb using his evol to lift your skirt and then promptly blaming the wind instead

Why am I getting follows I only post horny garbage

Listen. Sometimes I just want to be held like this, okay? 😭

UGH THE BOYS ALL TIED UP I NEED THEM

You know it’s bad when you vent to your fictional boyfriend about your real boyfriend

drunk!caleb clinging to you like a stupid little puppy, begging you to never leave him or disappear from his life every again. His eyes watery, with a pathetic little pout on his face, kneeling and holding onto your legs, slurring his words, promising to protect you forever as long as he’s alive and can remember you.

drunk!caleb sniffing your neck, holding onto your arms, planting open mouth kisses across your collarbone and shoulders.

drunk!caleb staring up into your eyes when you try to get him to drink water, the waster spilling out the corners of his mouth, but he’s so love-drunk to even notice anything except you.

caleb and mc 💕

I used to hate “pipsqueak” ngl.. but now? Immediate boner

just been thinking about how caleb loves the facts that you can’t cum without his help. i mean he’s so obsessed with you, he’s made sure he’s carved the shape of his dick into your poor pussy. fucked you so well with his fingers that it’s impossible for you to ever get off without him.

no matter how much you pinch your little clit and push your finger deep in yourself, it’s just not enough! leaves you crying with frustration because when you try, it just never feels as good as when he’s stuffing you full with his thick fingers. curling them up to prod that soft, squishy spot that makes you see stars.

it’s so unfair!! he’s trained you so well. you have no choice but to facetime him. prop your phone up against your pillow and show him your drooling pussy while crying.

He’s off in deepspace, shaking his head and looking at you sympathetically through the phone.

“poor baby~” he cooes.

he’s so fake. he’s trying to comfort you, reminding you of the last time he was in your apartment. how well he’d fucked you. describing in detail the way your body curled in on itself, how your eyes rolled back when he was grinding his throbbing dick into you.

its not helping at all! only makes you sob more. you’re begging him to come home soon so he can fuck you properly. and he promises he will. his heart hearts seeing you so sad but secretly, he loves it! can’t get enough of your begging.

it truly inflates his ego knowing he’s the only one that can get you off.