Irandial Wintoris

You straddle his lap, grinding on his twitching throbbing, and impossibly hard length. He can only whimper and pant underneath you.

Both of your hands are pressed to his chest, supporting you as you glide along his clothed cock in his pants.

And he looks at you with those nebulae-like eyes with disbelief, so much love and adoration. He can’t believe this is really happening, scared he’ll wake up and it’s just a dream. He doesn’t even dare to touch you, too afraid to destroy this blissful illusion.

Not until you guide his big trembling hands to your hips, helping you steadying you in your fluid lewd movements. As soon as his fingers touch the hot soft skin they’re twitching, trying to inch away, retreat out of respect, devotion for you. You press them hard into your flesh, encouraging him to hold onto you so that he grabs you firmly. His thumbs start to carress the edge of your belly, the hill of your hip bones, and the heat rising inside you nearly drives you insane.

And as you whisper into his lips “Caleb... I need you... So so bad right now...” his eyes grow impossibly wider and a weak whimper escapes his throat, his whole body tenses up. The most puppiest puppy eyes ever existed latch onto your face, your eyes, your lips, the part where your panties are soaked and leaving a wet patch on the huge bulge in his pants.

And of course, he’ll let you ride him because it is what you need. He’d never deny you anything if it is what you demand of him, and he can give you. And when you stop a pained gruntle is heard.

Until you zip up his pants, freeing his leaking manhood he whispers, voice all throaty and breathless “Issokay... Use me, pip-squeak... Please... Take what you need from me...”

“If you don't tell them to leave you the fuck alone-”  you scream at Caleb as you pull him away from a group of college girls that are clinging to your childhood best friend, and it bothers you more than you want to admit. Long enough you have watched how they surrounded him, clinging to him like some helpless stupid girls, touching his muscular framed body. You don't care to yell at him, the music is too loud that anyone else would hear you anyway since you need to pull down Caleb on his collar and scream directly into his ear. “I’m gonna-...I-” the last words are fading out.

Yeah, what do you even want to do? It's not that the two of you are in a committed relationship or something. Of course, Caleb and you are very close to each other given the circumstances that you grow up together. The dynamic that ruled your relationship with him was always platonic, not a romantic one even if you always wanted it to be different. Somehow in your high school time as Caleb left to go to the aviation academy, it changed and you couldn't bear the thought that YOUR Caleb was interested in other girls which it never was to your luck. And now seeing him shamelessly flirting back with these girls… it riled you up, it angers you so much that your whole body trembles with that all-encompassing rage.

“What? Gonny lock me up? Tie me up with handcuffs and leave me in your mercy and whatnot, pip-squeak?” as he yells back, his lips stroking softly over the shell of your ear and you can hear differ the tone of his voice through the hellish sound of the club.

Also, You can't see the expression on his face and These unexpected words out of Caleb's mouth leave you completely flustered, heat explodes in your face and for a second your brain just short-circuited.

Is he only joking? Or is this Caleb's way to tease you again like he always does since you both are Children

And then he smiles at easing back, this one grin that mocks you, and his unique eyes, a delicate mix of purple and pink, are saying you don't have the guts to actually do it and something in you snaps.

“So, you don't think I will do it?” you yell at him, furious at his handsome face as you grab the hem of his jacket at his wrist and pull him with you out of the club.

Caleb grunts surprised but lets himself be obediently dragged out of that place he didn't want to go in the first place. Curiosity tints his observing gaze as he watches you pull out the keys to your motorcycle with trembling hands.

Oh, how mad you are right now! And you're so done with him flirting with those bitches and ignoring you, only to mock you at the end.

So you push him with a little force onto the backseat of your bike. “If you know what's good for you, Caleb, sit the fuck down. I swear I’m so done with you right now!” you hiss, the anger still boiling hot in your belly.

And Caleb chuckles this adorable boyish snicker that always makes you weak in your knees. But this time it fuels the blazing inferno inside you only more and your vision is filled with red and his laughing face.

Without hesitation, he places himself on the bike and pats the seat in front of him. “What are you waiting for, pip-squeak? Don't you wanna bring me home and make me your hostage?” purple-pink eyes twinkle with amusement and anticipation as Caleb makes himself all too comfortable on your bike.

“Let’s see if you're this confident once we get home!” you bite at him.

Shortly after you arrive at your apartment you brutally push him through the door. Not that it would do any harm to him, but Caleb's figure was so tall and massive that he couldn't be directed by you with anything. And still, he stumbles a little and follows your order like a giant puppy.

Guided into the bedroom he lifts an eyebrow at you. “Here, pip-squeak? Well, I guess it’s a comfortable place to be locked up by you.” he smiles at you again.

Argh, why does he look like he enjoys this? You scream internally at his show of confidence and satisfaction. Shouldn't he be more reluctant? 

But there's no time to ponder any longer as he sits on the edge of your bed, the mattress sinking in at his weight.

Oh, you're going to have enough time to wipe that infuriating satisfied smile out of his face, and with a triumphant smile, you get a dog collar and leash out of your drawer. You bought it once for the neighbor's dog that always sneaks out and you so often helped to catch it again.

Now it's going to have a completely different use as it clicked around Caleb's neck which fits seamlessly into the collar, and he doesn't show any sign of resistance. The warm orange of the nylon fabric looks good on him and you tie the end of the leash around one wooden pillar of your bed.

“This leash is long enough to let you use the bathroom but you can't leave this room.” You explain to him with gritted teeth.

Ha! Who's now the one in charge now?

But Caleb still refusing to act like you expect. Instead of being angry or frightened he only makes himself comfortable in the bed, leaning his well-trained upper body against the headrest and crossing the arms behind his back.

He looks completely content as he smiles at you again, his beautiful eyes roaming about your body with a hint of mirth in his eyes. “Be a good boy and don't leave the room. Got it, pip-squeak! Something else you want me not to do?” Another of his infuriating happy smiles is sent your way.

“So you think this is fun, Caleb?” you hiss at him again. Oh, how angry he still makes you. Why is he not even fighting against you?

But you don't give in to your confusion, still holding yourself on the anger that conquered your whole being in a raging storm.

Fuming you throw yourself above him, pinning his legs under you, holding them together with your knees. Your hands are heavily placed on his chest and a little grunt is heard from him at the sudden impact.

With your index finger, you stroll along his chest, slowly and deliberately to show him how serious you are right now.

“You’re smiling now, silly, but wait till I’m done with you.” your finger arrives at the waistband of his pants and you hear him inhale sharply. Your gaze flicks up to him and round purple and pink eyes looking at you, filled with confusion and something you can't quite name. Anticipation? Hope? Disbelief?

Ha! Now you have him where you want him you triumph inside and as you let your finger linger in his clothes abdomen you feel his abs tens under the shirt.

You grin at him before leaning in dangerously close, your lips only a hairbreadth away. Hot air caresses your face and Caleb's eyes go even more round and unbelieving.

“You’re mine, Caleb.”

You don't move at your statement, only watching him, observing his response. It would’ve been easy for him to push you away, freeing himself, and leave this place.

And yet, the brown-haired Colonel of the Farspace Fleet doesn't move at all.

He doesn't even seem to breathe.

Only a tiny gap remains between the both of you and time seems to stand still.

Until he inhales in slowly.

And leaving a whispered and desperate “Pip-squeak…”

“I wonder what role I should play in your life.”

This sentence lingers in your mind since Caleb said it as a response to your invitation to spend Azure Echo Day with him. And since then you wreck your brain over it.

After reconnecting with him over the last weeks and months after you met each other again in Skyhaven, things have been different between the both of you. In the old days, the ones before the explosion of your former home, you two always were close. Caleb constantly cared for you, ready to give in to every whim of you. He was like a big brother, giving you a home and a family that you never had. He was your home and even his departure to the DAA to spread his wings couldn’t cut or loosen up this connection. Instead, it altered, you haven’t recognized it back then. But Caleb turned into more, something different. Where he was always the protector, the caretaker, the one who spoiled you to death - the loving big brother who also never failed to tease you, your feelings towards him changed. 

He grew and with the change of his body into a muscular, broad, adult form and your perception of him also changed. You started to notice how handsome he was and how his biceps moved when he lifted you or how his abs twitched when you poked and tickled him in one of your silly fights over little things. Back then you started to get possessive over him, acknowledging that you are no siblings. Just two orphans were adopted into the same household. And with that, you got afraid that Caleb was going to be interested in other girls and forget about you. 

But it never happened, Caleb did not once bat an eye towards any other girl. And you weren’t fully aware of your feelings toward him, never thought too deeply into the connection you two shared. 

He was just Caleb - your Caleb.

Then Grannie's house exploded and you mourned their loss, the only family you’ve ever known - vanished. And with it the connection to Caleb. 

Suddenly you were all alone and nobody had your back anymore. Nobody helped you with your studies or tests. Nobody that went to the training grounds with you. Nobody that dried your tears when you broke down in your bedroom on the nights when you couldn’t sleep. Nobody you could call after returning from a dangerous mission.

Until, after nearly a year, Caleb came back into your life. But your Caleb was still gone. Oh, you had back the silly and goofy boy you grew up with, but overshadowed with that new Caleb. The cold one, the one that tried to scare you, who didn’t answer your every whim. Colonel Caleb. The altered Caleb that is controlled by Ever. The injured man who tried to hide his bionic arm from you.

But you also had changed in that time. You learned to master things on your own. To not rely on him anymore, instead, trust your own strength. You managed to live on your own, without the familiar safety net you always thought would catch you if you fell. No, you grew wings and learned to fly.

And still... There was still that connection, the mysterious bond that tethered the both of you together.

But of what nature was it now? And more important, would it be as stable and unbreakable as before? 

What is Caleb to you now? Is he still yours? And more importantly, do you still want him to be yours?

The clearance struck you on New Year's Eve. 

As Caleb whispers that familiar nickname, desperate, passionate, and full of unspoken desires. His lips are so close, merely inches away from yours. Only a little nod and you would have kissed him. 

But you don't move. The shock courses through your every cell as you finally recognize what you have felt for so long.

Love. You love him. For who knows long. This discovery literally petrifies you, making you unable to ease the tension in your body to close the gap between your lips. 

And Caleb interprets it in the most possible wrong way. And so you strengthen your connection again, to make him realize you are no longer the little girl he needs to protect. You're a grown woman and now you need him in another role, as your partner,your lover. Not as the brother he used to play to keep you safe.

Time to get it in that thick skull of your beloved Caleb. Because that’s what he is, what he always was. The second half of you. The person you no longer want to be without. 

Disclaimer: This is an original fan work for ‘Love and Deepspace’. I only own the rights to the plot idea.