i luv my caleb

kidnapper!caleb never wants to make you feel like a prisoner when he brings you to what he’s created for your semi-permanent stay.

yes, it’s true that he wouldn’t let you leave the space he single-handedly created for the two of you with meticulous intent. and yes, he’d be the only one giving you all your wants and necessities without any contact from the outside world. in time, he'd be open to discussions for that to change.

but despite being the one with all the power, he was under your control.

he made that clear the moment you opened your pretty eyes and registered your new reality. seeing how you cursed at him as you thrashed on the bed against your restraints and how you brazenly demanded answers behind barely shed tears was enough to make his dick twitch in his pants. right then he wanted you to have him, to jump up and do whatever you wanted to do if it made you feel good.

“i’ve waited… so long… to have you like this,” he whispered with a disturbing tone that was still laced with twisted love and awe. your jaw and body tensed as he used his fingers to carefully trace your cheekbone and the outline of the defiant pout on your lips. he didn’t like that, but he understood. love always had its ups and downs. “you’re not scared of me, right pipsqueak? 'cause you shouldn’t be. i did this for us. i promised i would, don’t you remember?”

his smile barely reached his eyes as he watched the rapid rise and fall of your chest. while you lay helplessly on an unfamiliar bed that you couldn’t deny the comfort of with hazy confusion, all caleb wanted to do was suckle on your nipples and bury himself inside you until there was no more space in between.

soon. he knew you’d let him soon.

you never let your gaze deter from his movements as he reached for the thick chains around your wrists and ankles keeping you shackled to the bed, unlocking and unraveling them and leaning down until the tips of your noses barely touch. it was bold of him, to remain so close with you being freed. perhaps it was that sickening confidence.

“we have to trust each other, right? it’s a two-way street.” how could this still be your caleb? the one who vowed to protect you. the one who swore he’d do anything to make you happy. “but don’t forget who i am or what i’m capable of, pips. you of all people should know that i work hard to get what i want and i’ll go even harder to keep it.”

kidnapper!caleb is an excellent liar and an even better actor. while he keeps you on lockdown in a discreet location that's miles upon miles away and is something only he knows of and has access to, he’s out there with the people in your life who are desperately searching for you while convincing them that he’s just as distraught and at a loss.

he had the perfect alibis in place despite being the only person to have seen you last and even knew how to make his voice hoarse and crack at just the right times when he was brought in for questioning. with fake smiles and words of encouragement, he’d console your parents and delirious friends as he falsely promised to do everything he could to bring you home to them.

there was never a day that he missed as he aided in their useless search. he was there when everyone got together for an orchestrated community search, hating to leave you alone at night to attend but couldn’t help but to test the daring waters over and over again.

the fake tears and blatant lying were almost addicting. orchestrating it all while being the cause was a high he’d ride until they finally let you go. they had no choice but to.

kidnapper!caleb loved getting to watch you drop your guard and succumb to him in real time. it wasn’t just because it’s always been what he’s wanted, but because it was all being done by your somewhat free will, although you continuously swore you’d never be what he wanted.

but he knew you, better than you knew yourself. you may be the one capable of moving the chess pieces, but it was still and would always be his game.

days turned to weeks and weeks trickled slowly into months before you began to mindlessly initiate conversations as if under normal circumstances, before you’d ask him for things on your own accord or to stay with you and watch movies instead of sitting and watching you do your own thing from afar.

what was once fear and anger became comfort, familiarity, and an odd sense of longing.

perhaps it began when you would notice how he’d restrain from touching you the way he so clearly wanted to and used his eyes to do what he didn’t let his hands.

maybe it was from all the nights where he’d curl up in that big bed beside you despite your protests and hold you close with his cock nestled against your ass through thin articles of clothing. or when he’d take your dirty clothes and shamelessly sniff your panties in front of you before tucking one into his pocket and washing the rest.

regardless of what it is, you couldn’t explain why you never fought back. or why your panties we’re always left damp whenever he’d do things like lightly caressing your inner thigh the way he was now as he sat beside you and watched the news.

or why you don’t stop him when he let his hands go further than usual until his fingers find their way inside your shorts.

kidnapper!caleb knows that he won’t be able to savor you like he thought he would the first time he got to feel you. he figured he’d slowly rub your clit until your world shattered and you came on his fingers as he slipped one or two inside you to see what it felt like when your cunt got greedy.

he thought maybe he’d be okay with just playing with your pussy and feeling your slick make a mess on the hand of the man you vowed to hate for the rest of your life since your first day in your new normal.

but then you reached over, almost as if in a trance fueled by uncontrollable lust, and palmed his cock through his sweats with bated breath and sorrowful eyes that seemingly begged for him to stop you before it went too far.

if caleb were a selfless man, you wouldn’t be here.

instead, he guided you to stand in front of him on trembling legs and looked up at you with violet pools brimming with pride. he pressed a kiss to your stomach and brought you closer with his palms engrossing themselves in the plush softness of your outer thighs.

“take them off,” he said lowly in a way both demanding and pleading, tugging on the bottom end of your shorts. naturally, you hesitated, your features telling him every single emotion that takes over your mind where your mouth is incapable. “don’t act like you don’t want it. i’ve let you get away with lyin’ to me for all this time. i think i’ve more than earned this, wouldn’t you say?”

kidnapper!caleb makes you take the lead when you finally settle yourself in his lap. from releasing his dick from its confines, positioning him at your embarrassingly soaked hole, and burying your face in his neck as your pussy swallowed each girthy inch, immediately you knew that you’d made a terrible mistake.

but you just couldn’t stop yourself. it's like you could feel him in your guts, could feel every pulsing vein kissing your tightening walls. the sensation of being so full of your once best friend turned captor was sickeningly intense and yet, you couldn’t—no, you didn’t want it to be taken away.

you couldn’t look him in the eyes as you used his body like he told you to do in between shaky mewls, tears spilling from both inebriating pleasure and unbridled anger at yourself for the uncontrolled moans that spilled when he guided your sloppy movements by your hips from being so emotional and conflicted.

“you feel how well we fit?” he coos in your ear as you rock your hips to feel him reach even deeper. he slides in and out of you with so much ease that it makes your stomach flip and your body ache for so much more. it makes you disappointed in yourself for being so willing. “i would—hah, fuck—say sorry, for letting it go this far, pips… but ‘m not. and i’ll never be. i just hope you’ll learn to love me the same way i love you. i’ll still love you… even if you don’t.”

“i h-hate you,” you mumble through your uncontainable moans, gripping the hair at the nape of his neck to hold him closer as the burning in your thighs drive you to chase your high even faster. “you took everyone—everything, away f-from me… you ruined my life, caleb… i hate you s-so much…”

“if you weren’t such a liar…” he nips and licks beneath your ear, never interrupting the fluidity of his thrusts that force a sensational tingle down your spine. “that would’ve reaaally hurt me.”

you refused to acknowledge the somewhat truth in his statement. absolutely refused.

the rush of his cum suddenly spilling into you and your orgasm knocking the breath from your lungs claims your attention instead. caleb pumps it all inside of you, leaving a sticky mess that leaks from being overfilled and clings filthily to where you remain connected.

“… search still ongoing for the sudden disappearance of a local woman. if you have any information, please contact your local law enforcement or the hotline displayed on your screen. for more details….”

“oh look,” caleb hums, sitting you up and grabbing you gently by the underside of your jaw to make you face the tv. “that’s the picture i told your mom to use. pretty, isn’t it? ‘s one of my favorites.”

you really were stuck with him. and you hated yourself for not knowing if you despised the idea as much as you know you should.

a/n: if you hate this or think it's utter ass like i do, LITERALLYYYY DON'T TELL ME!!!!!

each time his dick dragged along you tight walls and his dewy flesh rhythmically slapped against yours, internally, he begged for the building manager to take his sweet time in getting the problem fixed.

“oh, honey,” he breathed, burying his face in the side of your neck as his hips never faltered in their mind numbing pace. “you’re burnin’ up. that’s no good, is it?”

he licks a trail all the way from the side of your neck to the smallest bit of sweat above your upper lip. his breath against your face and the lingering feeling of his saliva relieves you in the most unexpected sense, briefly cooling you down before the sensation of him pounding you into the mattress shocks your nerves and overheats your body all over again.

you’ve never been this soaked in your life. the dampness coating your flesh and the arousal caleb was effortlessly intensifying had you on the verge of a heat stroke. you were being suffocated by the addicting weight of him on top of you and the heaviness of the heat and smell of sex that took over the bedroom.

how you got here in the first place was even more of a mystery, seeing as you couldn’t imagine agreeing to let him have you like this in such uncomfortable conditions. but being a sucker for caleb xia has always been an easy thing to do and needing him to fuck you harder despite your blatant discomfort was more than enough to prove so true.

you hang onto him like your life depended on it, ignoring the tacky film that glazed over his bulging muscles and golden skin to let it collide with your own.

“r-right there, caleb… baby, please,” you beg sheepishly through the softest mewl, back slightly arching off the sheets and fingernails digging into his broad shoulders. the obscene squelches from your connected bodies and how deep he reaches nearly sends you into complete delirium. “if you k-keep… mmhph…”

his quick and shallow breaths against your ear accompanied by the deep and shuddering moans were more than enough to complete turn you into a puddle.

“i feel it… hold me tighter, pips. fuck, ‘m so close, ‘m so close…”

the second your arms wrapped firmly around his neck, one of his did the same around your waist as he hoisted and angled you just right to make sure you took every drop of his cum when he gave it to you.

his thrusts were consistent and nauseating in a way that left you addicted, choked sobs spilling from between your lips, and the temperature of your body steadily increasing the closer you got.

“so pretty like this,” he cooed, leaving sloppy open-mouthed kisses along your jaw. “juuust like that, yeah? f-fuck… fuck pips, ‘m gonna—”

with complete trust in his strength, you held onto him tightly as he kept you secure in his unrelenting embrace. thick ropes of his cum spilled into you faster than you could comprehend your own blinding orgasm that made black spots briefly drift across your hazy vision.

his bare chest heaved against your own before he gently laid you down to chase after you for a much needed kiss. it made you smile when his tongue eagerly slipped into your mouth and how you could still feel his cock twitching with greed inside of you.

“you’re sweatin’ bullets,” he chuckled, using the palms of his hands to get rid of the sweat from your hairline. you purse your lips and swipe your thumb along the hair sticking to his glistening forehead. “but guess i can’t talk, huh?”

“i need a shower, ‘leb. desperately.”

“we do.” goosebumps dot along your body when he presses his lips to the tip of your nose. “a cold shower and some ice cream sound like a plan?”

you nod, not caring how ridiculous you look and sound with such flushed skin and a partially hoarse voice. “a great one.”

a/n: this is so fucking terrible and is pure slopppop sdjakakfa but i haven’t written in months… it’s gonna be hot again soon… this came to me out of nowhere… two hours later… here we are…. why not… okay, byyeeee!!!

i did!! i think since my enjoyment of lads is dying out, i’m not particularly… interested…. even though i like the movies they’ve decided to take their spin on. BUT I HOPE YOU GUYS HAVE A LOT OF FUN WITH THEM AND THAT THE STORIES ARE GOOD!!!

those movies are really angsty, so i’m not surprised at all. just hope infold does them justice in their own way 🙂‍↕️

I’M CRYING WTF LMFAOSKGKWFA

i got hit with the smallest bit of inspiration for a split second omg how’d you do that…. he’s so sexy, i’m gonna puke….

BUT THEN THE COMMENT THAT SAID HE LOOKS LIKE