cheebuffy

TW: Sexual Content (Minors DNI) Sexual Content includes, but is not limited to: anal, rough sex, whining, crying, rough sex, restraints, etc

“Baby, do we really have to do this?” Toji asked. He was on his knees with his wrists restrained to either side of the headboard.

“Yes. You promised.” You replied.

You and Toji had made an agreement that if you would try anal, he would let you dominate him. Two nights ago, you had held up your end of the bargain; now it was his turn. Toji had been so desperate to fuck your ass, he hadn’t thought things through. He gave no limitations, no guidelines, nothing. You had a blank canvas, and you intended to make the best of it.

“I know, but do you really want this?” He asked. “Wouldn’t you rather I just fuck you?”

“You fuck me all the time. Are you scared, Toji?” You pressed your body to his back so that your mouth was hovering just below his ear. Goosebumps spread up his neck at the feeling of your breath and the question you were asking.

“No.” He said flatly, though you knew it was a lie.

You reached around him and pulled his chin to look over his shoulder at you. “You’re going to enjoy this.” You told him as you pressed a kiss to the side of his mouth, just over his scar.

“I don’t know about that.” He huffed. “Just get it over with.”

“What’s your safe word?” You asked as you gently scratched your fingernails over his abs down to his pelvis, causing him to jump slightly.

“Don’t need one.” He told you.

“Toji. You need to pick one. I’m sure you won’t need it, but I need to know that you have one.” You told him, pressing kisses to the side of his jaw and down his neck.

“Then pick for me.” He sighed at the feeling of your mouth.

“Hmmm.” You hummed against his skin. “What about something simple? Yellow for ‘you don’t want to stop completely, but want to dial it back.’ And red for ‘stop everything’? If you can’t speak, three taps means stop.”

“Fine.” He agreed. “But what if I can’t use my hands?” He pulled on the restraints to prove his point.

“Shake them three times or use your foot.” You said.

“Fine. Got it.” He said, quickly losing patience.

“Arch your back.” You said.

“YN. You can’t be serious.” He scoffed.

“Toji, you promised me. Are you a liar?” You raised an eyebrow, though he couldn’t see you.

He sighed, but relented, lowering himself into an arch.

He was truly beautiful. He looked like he could be chiseled from marble and displayed in museums. Your hands ran down his spine and over the globes of his ass cheeks. He grunted as you squeezed the fat of his ass before bringing both hands down in a spank.

“Fuck.” He groaned in distaste at the action.

“Loosen up.” You kissed his spine. “Just relax, Baby. Let me take care of you.”

“I don’t want you to take care of me.” His tone was harsh.

You sighed. “Ok, fine. We don’t have to do this.” You reached to undo his restraints before he cut you off.

“Wait!” You looked down to meet his eyes. “Don’t. I’ll do it.”

“You don’t want to.” You said. “I don’t want to make you do something you don’t want.”

“I want to do it for you. And I promised. I’m ok. Yellow, red, three taps. I got it. Do your worst.” He said.

You smiled at him before moving behind him again. Both of his ass cheeks were still a light pink from your slap. You admired the way he looked: your big, strong, dominant man tied up, back arched for you with pink, swollen ass cheeks. This was going to be fun.

Your hands came down again, and whether it was out of surprise, or pain, Toji did something he had never done before. He whimpered. The noise was the most beautiful sound you’d ever heard. You wanted to hear it again and again.

You reached down beside the bed, and retrieved his belt from the floor. Quickly, you made it into a loop before bringing it down on his ass. His body jerked and his head rested in the crook of his suspended elbow.

“Fuck.” He groaned.

Your hand rubbed over the red spot the belt had made soothingly. You lifted it again before bringing it down on the other cheek. The sounds he was making were music. They were higher in pitch than they’ve ever been, sounding almost pathetic. Even when he would let a lower pitch one come through, it was much louder, much more intense than he ever would normally allow.

‘He must not be hating it too much.’ You thought. After every hit, his body would jerk, but he would arch his back again, poking his ass out to you in offering. This time when you brought the belt down, you aimed higher.

“Ah!” It wasn’t quite a scream, but close.

You leaned down, kissing one of the welts the belt had left on his ass cheek.

“You’re doing so good for me.” You praised him as you gently groped his red, swollen skin. “You doing ok?”

“Yeah.” He said. His voice was different than before. It had a touch of softness to it like he was becoming less opposed to letting himself relax.

“You want me to make you feel good now?” You asked as you bit into one of his ass cheeks causing him to pull on the restraints.

“Yes.” He said in a breathy tone.

“Yes what?” You pushed.

“Yes please.” He corrected.

Your fingers trailed down his spine before reaching his tight, untouched hole. His whole body tensed at the contact.

“Relax for me.” Your other hand rubbed his hip.

“I can’t.” He groaned.

“Yes, you can.” You encouraged. “You’re the strongest man I know. You can take one little finger, can’t you?”

You could practically feel his nervous energy. You repositioned yourself so that he was now straddling your face. You popped one finger into your mouth, wetting it, before you took his cock into your mouth.

“Oh shit.” He moaned. “That feels so good.”

You allowed him to rock his hips, fucking himself into your throat. While he was focused elsewhere, you brought your wet finger back to his hole. As soon as he felt the contact, he froze again. He was still buried in your mouth, but he wasn’t moving. Your finger slowly began to push against his ring of muscle. He tried to pull forward away from your finger, but when he did, he just pushed himself further into your mouth. The dual sensation of pleasure and pain was beginning to take effect on him. His breathing was becoming shallow and quick. Your finger continued entering him slowly, now reaching the knuckle. From where your head rested between his thighs, you could tell his eyes were squeezed shut. Your mouth sucked his dick, licking over the tip, and down the shaft as you pushed the rest of the way in. He wasn’t moving at all. The noises had stopped. He was now just allowing you to do what you wanted. Releasing his cock from your mouth, you began to gently thrust in and out of him with your finger.

“You ok, Baby?” You asked kissing his thigh that hovered rested beside your head.

“Feels…weird.” He admitted.

“Not bad?” You asked.

“N-no.” He said.

You smiled. “Can you take another?”

“I think so.”

You pulled your finger out earning a groan before reaching over to grab the lube from where you had put it on the bed. After slathering your fingers in it, you pressed two to his hole this time.

“Ok. Ready?” You asked, looping your free hand around his thigh.

“Yeah.” He sighed.

You pressed into him slowly, allowing him time to adjust to the stretch.

“Shit!” He cried out as you pushed fully inside of him.

“Does that hurt?” You asked.

“Yeah, a little.” He was beginning to sweat.

“What do you need?” You asked him.

“I-I don’t know.” He was beginning to panic. If he freaked out now, you’d lose him when he was beginning to enjoy it.

You pulled your fingers out gently so you could move to sit in front of him between his body and the headboard.

“Just look at me.” You soothed, as you moved your hand between his thighs, re entering him.

“Mm!” He tensed as you pushed inside.

“Shh. Relax. You’re going to feel so good once you relax.” You kissed over his abs and up his chest.

At your affection, his hole loosened slightly. You took this as your sign to begin thrusting again. The restraints jerked and his head hung forward as you picked up the pace, thrusting in and out of him steadily.

“Good. Good boy. I can move now.” You praised him before lining up a third finger.

As it began to slide in with the other two, Toji pulled at the restraints again.

“Oh my god!” He cried out.

“You’re ok. Breathe.” You rubbed his thigh.

“Kiss me.” He said through hard breaths.

You leaned up as he leaned down. Your mouths met roughly. He was trying to gain some kind of control back. His tongue was pushing inside your mouth, teeth biting at your lower lip as he whined into your open mouth.

Your fingers kept their rhythm, opening him up for what you had in store next. You pulled your mouth away from him before delivering a rough smack to his ass.

“Come back.” He chased your mouth.

You ignored him, instead pulling your fingers out of him.

“Fuck! Shit! That hurts.” He cussed.

“Sorry.” You said kissing his hip bone.

You sat up straight so that you could meet his eyes. They were pleading, vulnerable, and maybe a bit confused: a state in which you had never seen him.

“I’m going to fuck you now. Ok?” His eyes grew concerned. “I’ll go slow.”

He didn’t say anything, only nodding to show that he heard you. You reached into your bedside table for your vibrating dildo. You could see the sweat shimmering on his skin from nervousness. Toji was too proud to admit he was scared, but you knew he was. He was all but shaking. Your body pressed against his back once again as you held the toy in front of his face.

“Suck it.” You ordered.

“Fuck no.” He turned his head.

“Toj-“

“No, YN. I let you put your fucking fingers in my ass, but there is no way I’m sucking that fucking thing.” He said.

“Well,” you said kissing his cheek. “It’s going in your ass either way. You suck it or it goes in dry. Your choice.”

He remained completely still for several seconds debating whether or not you were bluffing and if he actually was about to do this. Eventually his lips parted slightly before his mouth fell open.

“Good choice.” You laughed, pushing the silicone cock into his mouth. You tipped his head back to rest against your shoulder as you began to move the toy in and out of his mouth coating in in saliva. “You can do better. Suck it.”

His mouth closed around the dick as you pushed it further back causing him to gag. His throat tried to push it out, but you held it in as he adjusted to it.

“Breathe through your nose.” You instructed as you pulled it out so that only the tip was left in his mouth. “Open that throat for me.” You pushed it all the way in as he choked. “Gooood.” You stroked his hair. “So fucking good at sucking cock. It’s like you were made for it.”

His eyes bore holes in the side of your face, but he continued sucking as you had instructed. His throat was contracting around the toy making a delicious squelching sound.

Once it was thoroughly lubricated, you pulled the dildo from his mouth. Strings of spit connected his mouth to the cock in your hand. You swiped your fingers through it, breaking the connection before rubbing the excess spit over his hole. You added lube to the already wet silicone, and then pressed it to his entrance.

“Remember your safe words?” You asked as you glided the cock over and around his hole, lubricating it fully.

“Yellow, red, three taps.” He recited.

You nodded, though he couldn’t see it. You actually couldn’t believe he hadn’t broken the restraints and pinned you to the mattress yet. This submissiveness was so un-Toji.

“Take a deep breath.” You warned.

He sucked in deeply before exhaling. As he released his breath, you pushed the dick inside him.

“Ughhhhh!” He cried out. “Fuck, Baby! Fuck!” His muscles were flexed, his neck was turning red, and his breath was short and quick.

Your free hand rubbed his thigh and over his hip.

“You’re doing so good. Already half way. Breathe for me. You can take it.” You slapped his ass cheek making him squirm.

“I can’t!” He moaned, turning his face in attempt to catch your eyes. “Please, I can’t.”

“You can. And I think you want to.” You pushed another inch inside and his mouth fell open.

“It’s fucking splitting me open!” He screamed out. His legs involuntarily spread further apart trying to make room in his body for the cock entering him.

Your hand moved from his hip to stroke his cock. He relaxed slightly at the feeling allowing more of the toy to push inside. He whined as you pushed more and more inside him. It was a surprise he didn’t break the restraints with how hard he was pulling on them.

“One more push.” You told him softly. “Deep breath.”

“Nononono!” His voice was frantic.

“Do you need your safe word?” You asked, reaching to push some of his sweaty hair from his forehead.

He paused for a moment, taking some breaths before shaking his head. “I’m ok.”

With one last push, the dildo was fully pressed inside him.

“Baby!” He cried. “Please! I need you. Please.”

You moved to sit in front of him again, taking his face in your hands. It was only now you saw the tears. Your thumbs wiped them away as you brought your lips to his.

“You did so good, Baby.” You praised. “How does it feel?”

He pushed his nose to rest against your cheek.

“Full.” He said.

“I’m so proud of you.” You said wiping more hair and sweat from his forehead. “Are you ready for it to move?”

He nodded. You kissed him one more time before moving back behind him. His back arched beautifully showing off the silicone cock that penetrated him.

“Fuuuckkk.” You moaned. “Fucking look at that.”

Your hand wrapped around the base causing him to gasp. Slowly, you eased it about half way out, before feeding it back into his ass.

“Ohhhhh.” He groaned.

After the first few thrusts, he began to relax around the dildo. Your pace began to pick up, your thrusts became harder as you fucked into him roughly.

Toji’s moans had slowed down, and eventually stopped as the thrusts got progressively harder.

“You with me, Toji?” You asked patting his ass.

He made a noise, but no words came from him.

“You fucked out, Baby? Is this too much for you?” You pushed the button on the side of the toy, turning on the vibrations.

He screamed and his body began to shake at the added sensation.

“Does that feel good?” You asked him.

“Y-y-oh!” He pushed further back into it as you thrust the cock inside him.

“Good boy. Fuck yourself on this cock. You’re cumming with it inside you, or not at all.” You told him.

His hips were pressing downward in attempt to lodge the dick further inside his hole. Your big, strong, man was now a moaning, crying, mess. You pushed the button again, upping the vibrations to a higher setting.

“Gonna cum! Gonna cum! Can I?” His hips were rocking into the mattress and back into the toy.

“Yes. Cum.” You said slapping his ass.

“Oh my god!” He cried as his cock erupted white sticky cum into the mattress. You’d never seen him cum so much.

You switched the vibrator off before carefully pulling it out of him.

He moaned at the loss and tried to chase it causing you to laugh.

“Don’t worry, I’m not done with you.” You assured him. “I’m going to release your restraints so you can turn over. Then, they’re going back on. Ok?”

He nodded. His eyes were only half open. He was so fucked out already. The fact that he enjoyed getting fucked that much made you happy though. He was completely relaxed.

You released his wrists and he collapsed onto the bed before rolling over and offering his wrists back to you. The restraints were refastened. Toji looked utterly exhausted. You chuckled slightly before bringing your pussy to his face.

He smiled before kissing your clit.

“My girl.” He groaned as he plunged his tongue into the wetness already present from watching Toji. He hummed at your taste. “So good!” He said before sucking your clit into his mouth.

“Ah! Yes!” You were practically humping his face.

With no hands, all he could do was stick his tongue out and occasionally suck your clit as you rocked into his mouth. He felt so good and you were so worked up.

“Need your cock.” You told him breathlessly.

You could feel his smirk against your cunt, but he never stopped licking. You groaned, reaching to push his face further into your sloppy wet cunt before finally pulling away to straddle his lap. His cock was hard again from your taste. Your hand stroked over him, smearing what was left of his prior release over his length as you lined him up with your entrance and took him fully down. You both moaned at the feeling of the two of you connecting. Quickly, you began riding him, bouncing up and slamming back down.

“Shit!” He hissed. “You feel so good!”

You smiled before leaning down to bite at his earlobe. You were desperate for release. Watching him submit to you was something you had wanted for a while, but seeing it actually happen in front of you was a kind of satisfaction you didn’t know was possible.

Your bounces continued as you chased your high. His cock was hitting all the right spots inside you. You looked down at him to see his eyes were closed, arms spread out and fastened to the headboard; his mouth was still slightly wet from your arousal, and there were drying tear stains on his cheeks.

“You’re so beautiful.” You moaned as you watched his face contort with pleasure as your pussy clenched around his cock.

His eyes opened finding yours. “Can I please touch you? I want to hold you when you cum. Please.”

“If I let your wrists free, you’re going to try to take over.” You argued.

“No I won’t. Promise.” He said.

“I don’t trust you.” You shut him down.

He smirked. Yeah, he was lying. You reached beside you on the bed to retrieve your panties that had been removed much earlier in the night. You balled them up before shoving them into his mouth to cut off his false promises. You could hear his attempt at a laugh around the material.

You slid off of his dick, grabbing the still wet dildo again. His eyes widened. He began babbling protests, but they were ignored. You pressed the cock to his hole before pushing it fully inside in one thrust. He was screaming around your panties. You listened for the three taps, but they didn’t come. The vibration was flipped onto its third setting before you were sitting back on his cock. He threw his head back as you picked back up where you left off. Your bounces were hard more than they were fast. His cock was hitting your cervix delivering every time your ass connected to his hips. You moved your fingers to rub at your clit as you continued to fuck yourself dumb on Toji’s massive cock. You looked to his face. He was a complete mess of tears and spit. Fuck, he was hot.

“I’m cumming!” You cried as your pussy squeezed his cock, pulsing and gushing around him.

His eyes rolled and he moaned as he felt your orgasm around him. The combination of his hole being filled, the vibrator setting, and you cumming on his cock triggered his second orgasm. A growling sound broke through the barrier of your panties as you felt him cum inside you filling your pussy.

You reached down, removing the panties from his mouth. Both of you were panting trying to catch your breath from your orgasms. Slowly, you began to rise off of him. You moved your pussy back to his face. Eagerly, he welcomed it with his tongue, cleaning both of your releases from your swollen cunt. You reached up, releasing him from his restraints. Two strong hands immediately grabbed your thighs, pushing you backwards onto the bed as his face remained attached to your pussy.

“Ahh!” You tried to squirm away from him, but he hold you still until he was satisfied he had cleaned you entirely of your cum and his own.

“Fuck!” He groaned as he brought his face to yours planting a kiss onto your mouth. “You’re so fucking hot.”

You laughed. “You were so hot!”

He collapsed onto your bare chest as you raked your fingernails through his damp hair.

“Don’t ever tell anyone I let you do that.” He said after a moment.

You laughed. “You mean don’t ever tell anyone you liked it.”

He rolled his eyes. “I didn’t.”

“You came twice.” You argued.

“Whatever woman. Roll over. I’m fucking you now.” He slapped your ass.

You laughed. “Ok, old man. Are you sure you’re ok?”

“You’re gonna pay for that.” He threatened. “That, and everything else you did.”

Safe to say, neither of you were able or willing to leave the bed the next day.

Toji was slow to come around to the idea of being dominated, but eventually came to terms with the fact that occasionally, he did. You promised never to tell a living soul. So every blue moon, you were allowed to tie him up and fuck him stupid. And nothing made you happier than seeing him submissive, crying, and desperate.

Author’s Note:

The words flow effortlessly from your lips as you admire the wedding band that shines under the moonlight. Your back resting against the steady rise and fall of Sylus' chest as he downs the rest of his wine.

"Is that a good or bad thing?" The glass is set down with a soft clink, the surrounding forest fills the air with a beautiful symphony. Now, it's accompanied by your laughter.

"It's a wonderful thing." You tilt your head back, not at all surprised to see Sylus already looking at you.

"Some would say we moved quite fast." Crimson eyes search yours, as if waiting for you to suddenly change your mind and agree with them. "I don't think we moved fast enough, honestly."

And you're not joking in the slightest, a smile creeping up your lips as his mouth opens slightly in surprise. "You hated me at first."

It's slightly incredulous, and now you're really laughing. "Yeah? And look how long that lasted, look at where it got me." You wiggled your ring finger in front of him, the wedding band he crafted sparkling in his face. "You're stuck with me for the rest of your life, Sy."

He’s quiet for a moment, really studying his own craftsmanship residing perfectly on your ring finger. A small, content smile creeping over his lips as he utters "I wouldn't want it any other way."

The kiss that follows is soft, reverent. His hand sliding along your jaw and tilting your head back so he can angle himself correctly to slot his lips against yours. He tastes like the wine he had just finished, rich and aromatic, with a hint of something that has always been uniquely Sylus. “I love you.” Whispered just millimeters from your lips.

“I love you.” You breathe back, eyes heavy with need as you reach your arm back to grab him, angling him down to make your lips meet once again. Nevermind your own desires, the separation felt torturous. You needed him on you, even if you were practically glued together on the outdoor couch right now. It wasn’t enough.

"Say it again, please." The words are muffled again your skin, nearly swallowed whole by your own mouth. The softest, most desperate plea to hear your declaration once more.

"I love you." "Again" "I love you, Sylus."

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nanami had found it in a little shop just down the street from his office.

it was just a small band, delicate and simple, the kind of thing meant to sit well on a tiny wrist. he turnt it over in his hand, his thumb brushing over the smooth metal.

it reminded him of the bracelet he once gave you, the one you still wear, the one he fastened around your wrist years ago when things were quieter and there still werent any tiny footsteps padding around the house.

and so he bought it.

nanami comes home with the bracelet still tucked in the little paper bag, handled carefully even though its small. he sets his briefcase down, hangs his jacket, and makes his way over into the living room.

suggestive 18+

Caleb walks around like an absolute slut—not an ounce of shame in his body—when he’s covered in love bites. He loves them.

Claw marks across his back and shoulders, lipstick stains along his abs, hickeys covering his neck, teeth indents around his nipples—

His late night activities were apparent to anyone.

“Are you sure you wanna go out like…that?” you almost cringed as Caleb exits the hotel bathroom dressed for the hot springs. Duh, he looked sexy as hell, but it wasn’t unreasonable to think he looked like he got mauled by a beast.

His pride multiplied at the—in his eyes—praise from you, yet he played dumb as he approached you, his grip finding your waist. “Hm? What’s wrong with it?”

When you explained your concerns over the markings littering his skin, he only hummed, head bowing so his lips could graze the curve of your ear.

“Now, after all this time…” he rasped, placing an open kiss below your ear, “after how long I waited to have you…” another kiss to your collarbone, “why would I possibly…” a final kiss, as he straightened, to your lips.

“…want to hide that I’m yours?”

So, when he returned to work the following week, of course he made no effort to conceal the hickeys along his jaw or Adam’s apple that his uniform couldn’t quite cover. Unasked questions prompted by prying eyes were silenced from a single glance from Colonel Caleb, but he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t proud of the bruises.

“Had a nice vacation, colonel?” Liam asked as the duo stood juxtaposed within a Farspace cruiser’s elevator.

“I suppose you could say that,” Caleb replied in a curt manner. However, his mind was racing.

A nice vacation? Any mention of it, any kind of reminder had lewd images of you flashing through his mind… it was the best vacation of his goddamn life. All he wanted to do was fly home and get marked up and fu—

‘Shit,’ he mentally cursed.

…Now with an uncomfortable ‘situation’ in his pants, he briskly hopped off the elevator, sped to his office, and locked the door before scrambling to call you.

Caleb fucking loves love bites.

You stop your mindless nightly scrolling, phone propped up conveniently on the swell of your belly.

The question leaves you reeling for a moment, blinking down at where his head lays. Soft hair brushing your skin, his nose had just been nuzzling your belly moments before.

"Sylus, why on earth would our unborn daughter not like you?"

Deep down, you knew your question was rather redundant. Even upon your first meeting, you had once disliked him.

It was natural — maybe even expected — for him to suddenly come face to face with this uncertainty. “You see the way children run from me when I smile. I’ve made more babies cry than I’d like to admit and I didn’t do anything other than glance their way. What is stopping her from doing the same? What if she’s born and I… frightened her?”

The vulnerability in his words makes your throat tight; your hand reaches down to rake through his hair.

“Sylus, she is our daughter. Just as much of your blood runs through her veins as mine does. Half of me, half of you. She cannot be and will not be afraid of her own father. And before you try and disagree with me. Your fear right now proves to me that you are already an incredible father to her. She’s not even outside the womb and you cannot stop worrying about what she’ll think when she’s born.”

You stop your mindless nightly scrolling, phone propped up conveniently on the swell of your belly.

The question leaves you reeling for a moment, blinking down at where his head lays. Soft hair brushing your skin, his nose had just been nuzzling your belly moments before.

"Sylus, why on earth would our unborn daughter not like you?"

Deep down, you knew your question was rather redundant. Even upon your first meeting, you had once disliked him.

It was natural — maybe even expected — for him to suddenly come face to face with this uncertainty. “You see the way children run from me when I smile. I’ve made more babies cry than I’d like to admit and I didn’t do anything other than glance their way. What is stopping her from doing the same? What if she’s born and I… frightened her?”

The vulnerability in his words makes your throat tight; your hand reaches down to rake through his hair.

“Sylus, she is our daughter. Just as much of your blood runs through her veins as mine does. Half of me, half of you. She cannot be and will not be afraid of her own father. And before you try and disagree with me. Your fear right now proves to me that you are already an incredible father to her. She’s not even outside the womb and you cannot stop worrying about what she’ll think when she’s born.”

suggestive 18+

Caleb walks around like an absolute slut—not an ounce of shame in his body—when he’s covered in love bites. He loves them.

Claw marks across his back and shoulders, lipstick stains along his abs, hickeys covering his neck, teeth indents around his nipples—

His late night activities were apparent to anyone.

“Are you sure you wanna go out like…that?” you almost cringed as Caleb exits the hotel bathroom dressed for the hot springs. Duh, he looked sexy as hell, but it wasn’t unreasonable to think he looked like he got mauled by a beast.

His pride multiplied at the—in his eyes—praise from you, yet he played dumb as he approached you, his grip finding your waist. “Hm? What’s wrong with it?”

When you explained your concerns over the markings littering his skin, he only hummed, head bowing so his lips could graze the curve of your ear.

“Now, after all this time…” he rasped, placing an open kiss below your ear, “after how long I waited to have you…” another kiss to your collarbone, “why would I possibly…” a final kiss, as he straightened, to your lips.

“…want to hide that I’m yours?”

So, when he returned to work the following week, of course he made no effort to conceal the hickeys along his jaw or Adam’s apple that his uniform couldn’t quite cover. Unasked questions prompted by prying eyes were silenced from a single glance from Colonel Caleb, but he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t proud of the bruises.

“Had a nice vacation, colonel?” Liam asked as the duo stood juxtaposed within a Farspace cruiser’s elevator.

“I suppose you could say that,” Caleb replied in a curt manner. However, his mind was racing.

A nice vacation? Any mention of it, any kind of reminder had lewd images of you flashing through his mind… it was the best vacation of his goddamn life. All he wanted to do was fly home and get marked up and fu—

‘Shit,’ he mentally cursed.

…Now with an uncomfortable ‘situation’ in his pants, he briskly hopped off the elevator, sped to his office, and locked the door before scrambling to call you.

Caleb fucking loves love bites.