# Effy

nsfw warning below!

🍎⸝⸝.ᐟ Caleb usually hates to celebrate his birthday but he knows that you will have something planned anyway. you're his sweet and generous partner who never fails to make everyday special for him but today was his birthday! you had been planning this for a few weeks now. you knew that Caleb rarely wanted anything at all from you aside from just.. you: your presence, your undivided attention, your complete and utter focus on him. that's all he ever wanted and that's all you intended to give him and more.

the day starts off with Caleb being woken up by kisses to his cheek, soft whispers of happy birthday and begging him to wake up since you made breakfast in bed for him. eventually, he opens his eyes and sees how gorgeous you looked, dressed in his clothes and with a wide smile on your face. "Happy birthday, handsome." you whispered, kissing his cheek and his jaw before capturing his lips in a kiss that he reciprocated with a lazy hum, his hand coming to your back. "I made you breakfast."

"Without burning the kitchen?" he joked with a small smile on his face, pushing himself up so his back rested against the headboard. he watched you put the tray on his lap, "Looks great." he hummed, taking a bite of the pancakes that you made a smiley face with blueberries, "I'm so lucky to have you, baby." he took your hand in his, talking through a mouthful of food. "Eat with me." he said, bringing the fork full of pancakes to your mouth.

sweet words were exchanged and soon, sweet kisses as well. his lips were covered in maple syrup as you pushed yourself onto him, the tray now forgotten on your nightstand. Caleb laid lazily on his back, shirtless from last night and wearing nothing but a loose pair of sweatpants that already drove you mad. he smiled softly at you, the same smile someone has when they are overjoyed and oversatisfied from life itself, and that was Caleb at the moment. "You just relax, yeah?" you hummed, pulling your shirt over your head as his hands came to your waist, caressing you like you were a present set in front just for him. his present.

you kissed down his jaw and then to his neck, leaving soft pink marks down your wake that would fester into a beautiful red lovebite in a few hours. you leaned yourself down, kissing down his abs, hands roaming around his pecs and reaching his v-line before slowly kissing him back up. you reached his lips once again, kissing him with the same fervour he always kisses you with: like he was the luckiest man on earth, like he was all the time in this world, and now you do too.

Caleb wonders in between those precious kisses what happened in his previous life that made such an angel befell into his life. he felt you shift down onto his bulge, your shorts against his sweatpants and he groaned into your mouth. you rolled your hips, pulling away from the kiss with a huffed up laugh, your breath uneven. his lips were glossed with the mixture of your salivas, his pupils blown wide, he sighed softly, hips bucking up to meet yours in a desperate attempt to be closer to you.

you began to slowly push his sweatpants down before his dick springs free. he's red at the tip and shining with precum leaking down his veins, the curtains blown by the wind let the sun's rays hit him in the exact second, and he looks like someone completely out of this world. "I'm going to do everything for you today," you said, settling yourself in between his legs.

"Pips.. No, come on.." Caleb sighed, he hated it when you were the one favouring him for a change. he was always the one spending hours in between your legs but when it's his turn to be on the receiving end, he's embarrassed and uncharacteristically shy.

your hands wrapped around his dick and he let out a small whine just from your touch alone, "It's your day, Caleb." you murmured against his member, lips kissing the sides of them almost reverently, his hand came to rest on your head with a loud sigh, "Let me make you feel good." and you do. you make him feel like the luckiest person ever. his heart is fast and full with love. his whimpers fill the room as you lick around his length before taking him in your mouth. Caleb was a big man, but he never complained about you not taking him in fully or when your teeth grazed his tip, he took it all in. like the good birthday boy he is. "How does it feel, baby?"

"So good, pips.." he's groaning at this point, his hips jerking up to meet your mouth. at some point his hands come to either side of your head as he holds you in place, "Fuck.. So good.." and he thrust himself into your mouth. your hands go into his hips for support as he starts getting sloppy, his thrusts go slower and deeper and eventually, pearls of fluids leak down your throat and your chin. he groans as you pull away from him, his hair clinging to his forehead from sweat and sweatpants hanging from one leg.

"We still have much to do, y'know?" you hummed, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand before placing another kiss on his lips. "I sent you the itinerary a while ago. We have a whole day of Caleb things to do."

Caleb laughed softly, his cheeks flushed pink as he looks at you as you lay down on his chest. "And, what makes things.. Caleb things?" he asked, pushing back hair away from your face to look at you better. his eyes rake over the entirety of your face, reveling in the wonderful morning he just had.

"Things you like, things you might like." you grinned, resting your arms on his chest and your chin on top. moments like these were what made your days worth while. despite all the hardships that Caleb had gone through he remained your ever vigilant boyfriend, and you remained truly at his side. "Happy birthday, Caleb." you whispered, kissing his cheek once more, "I'm all yours today, and tomorrow, and everyday from then."