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he sits down next to your legs, picking up one of them by the ankle and draping it over his lap, his eyes never leaving the curve of your ass. you can feel his gaze, but you ignore it. or at least you try to until he suddenly grips the back of your thighs, slowly dragging his fingers upwards, letting them slide underneath the fabric of your shorts, finally reaching the goal. he starts to knead your cheeks softly, his hands larger than them because he has really big hands. he begins to put a bit more power into it, almost as if he were giving you a massage. you feel a mischievous finger hooking the hem of your panties, finally making you pause your game and look back at him with a cocked eyebrow.

"caleb?" you ask.

"...yes?" he answers.

"what do you think you're doing?" your honeyed voice, filled with mocked oblivion, makes his cock twitch in his basketball shorts.

"i'm just trying to make you feel relaxed," his voice is filled with false pretenses, making your cunt drip a bit. his hands travel further up your panties, silently asking if he could continue. when you respond by lightly grinding your knee against his clothed cock, he grins, yanking your shorts off.

he sniffs at your pussy through your underwear, lapping at the wet spot that formed before pulling it aside with his teeth, stretching your ass cheeks apart to get a better look at how wet you are. he buries his face into you, groaning as he slurps up your arousal.

"calebbbb, you're being too noisy," you whine, gripping one of his couch pillows tightly as you try to drown out the wet noises and groans from him.

"can't help it," he moans between licks, "you taste too good, baby."

his tongue dips inside your hole, trying to drink up all the nectar that's flowing out. your toes curl as that coil in your stomach becomes taut, becoming tighter when he suckles on your clit.

"c-caleb, i'm—" you stutter, biting the cushion, moaning into it as your eyelids flutter. your eyes roll back as you cum, your legs attempt to twitch but caleb holds them down, lapping up your release. once you finally come down from your high, your try to move your legs, but caleb's hold on you is strong. you turn around to look at him, tilting your head in confusion when all he does is respond with a smile.

"i haven't had my fill yet."

“what? he’s tougher than you think, he could take another hit,” Heizou complains, making you scoff as you try your best to convince him to not hit Venti again, at least, not in an open spot with plenty of witnesses.

“ugh, fine, you win.” you giggle as he dramatically melts onto the table, his words being muffled as he covers his face in his arms.

“so do you really have an onlyfans?” you ask, not actually curious but in an attempt to change the subject. rather than being meek, Heizou smirks and tilts his head at you.

“why? wanna watch?” his voice drops an octave before the most outrageous scenario plays in your head.

“mm… good… fucking… girl…” Heizou moans with each thrust, the last one hitting a particular spot, making you convulse around his cock. he holds a camera pointed towards you as you try to hide your face with your hands. he tsks, taking both of your wrists with one hand and pinning them above your head.

“as soon as I praise you, you act up… it’s almost like you want to get punished.” he mutters, looking at you with a scowl, “open.”

you look up at him instead of the camera with teary eyes, hesitantly opening your mouth with your tongue sticking out and Heizou can’t help but grin at how cute you are. he lets a dribble of spit fall onto your tongue, watching you keep it there for a few seconds, letting it slide down your throat as you obediently swallow it. you look up at him through your lashes, silently asking him for something.

“hm? why are you looking at me like that?” he strokes your cheek, unable to suppress a smile at the way you nuzzle against your palm, “my baby wants a reward? okay…” he chuckles, kissing your forehead with surprising tenderness.

“now it’s time for my reward too—” he tosses the camera to the side to flip you over onto your stomach. your face lands in the sheet, burying your face in it to smell more of his scent as he raises your ass, spreading your cheeks with fascination, “so pretty.”

he teases your entrance with the tip of his cock, playing with you to hear your whines. he presses the head in before taking it back out with a groan.

“stop teasing meeee…” you cry out, clutching his blankets, “stop it…”

“shh… you already got your reward, can’t I have mine?”

“but-but—” tears well up in your eyes from frustration but gets kissed away before they can fall.

“just a bit longer, give me a few more minutes, then I’ll give you what we want,” he kisses the shell of your ear, “hm?”

your cheeks flush as you quickly avert your eyes away from Heizou.

“awww, are you getting shy? you don’t even have to watch it, you can experience it firsthand—” Heizou chirps until a hand yanks on his ear, pinching it, making him yelp. you look up at the culprit who’s still holding onto his ear and find Xiao with a deep frown and furrowed brows.

"y-yes, please," you whimper, trying to pull him closer to you, unaware of the way you're grinding against him. he groans, lightly nibbling the juncture between your neck and shoulder. his eyes darken as he turns you around and picks you up. you automatically wrap your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist, letting him lavish kisses over your throat and collarbone. he tries his best to lay you down on the bed gently, but you still land with a soft thud. you can tell he's still holding on to a bit of rationale as you watch him struggle to keep his composure—something that you don't get to see often. you gesture for him to come closer, looking up at him with doe-eyes, holding him close to you.

"caleb, hurry," you whine and you can just see something snap inside of him when he cages you between his arms and hungrily kisses you.

you're not going to get any sleep tonight.