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a/n: happy tourettes awareness month!! may 15th - june 15th! i never see tics talked about/ written about (bc it's niche i think LMAO!) so i thought i'd do it myself :3 hopefully this will be pushed to anyone who can see themselves in this, i wanted to give us a teeny bit of representation hehe. happy awareness month to any of my tourettesiblings !!! doesn't include sylus soz
reader is not going till adhere to every tourettes experience- i haven't lived them all, i can only pull from my experiences :3
xavier, wc: 394
you’re used to hearing people talk about your tics behind your back, whether it be asking others in hushed voices why you were making faces or laughing and making fun of you. it, unfortunately, came with the territory of having a visible disorder, people don’t tend to care enough to learn about it and make assumptions based on what they see.
work was no different. your coworkers mostly kept their comments behind your back, but they occasionally slipped through the cracks.
a new hunter hadn’t noticed that you and xavier had walked into the break room, his back to you as he talked to another hunter. “i mean, how do they even function like that? surely it’s not safe, how can you dodge a wanderer when you can’t keep your eyes forward?”
another hunter laughs and nods. “it makes them an easy target. maybe xavier helped them cheat through the entrance exams.”
the two laughed until you cleared your throat, raising an eyebrow at them when they turned to face you.
both hunters look behind you, eyes landing on xavier, and they backtrack. “oh, we weren’t talking about you-”
“yes you were.” xavier interrupts, his head tilts slightly but his voice retaine its usual calmness. “you must have never watched them train if you think they only passed the hunters exams because i helped them cheat.”
the two remain quiet, embarrassed flushes rises on their cheeks and necks. they stand with their hands crossed in front of them, looking up at xavier anxiously.
“they’re perfectly capable of this job and anything else they decide to set their mind to. having a disability doesn’t make someone useless- it’s important that you don’t treat them like they are.”
“of course, i’m so sorry xavier.” one of the hunters says, echoed by the other.
xavier's brows wrinkle slightly in confusion. “why are you apologizing to me? i’m not the one you insulted.”
the hunters turn to you and blabber out apologizes, which you begrudgingly accept, then scamper off somewhere to lick their wounds.
xavier’s hand meets the small of your back, his thumb rubs in soothing circles, letting you know that he’s there, but not babying you. never babying you.
“ready for our mission?” xavier asks you with a grin, not asking you how you are because he knows you’re perfectly fine.
you smile and nod. “ready.”
rafayel, wc: 367
rafayel had a winking problem. not one that you judged him for, of course, given your own winking problem (brought to you by your tourettes), but a problem nonetheless.
he’d only started doing it recently and it was frequent. out at a fancy restaurant? he’s winking at you. walking on the beach? another wink. laying in bed cuddling each other? you guessed it.
you didn’t necessarily mind it at first, thinking he was flirting with you, but he just… kept doing it.
even when the situation wasn’t romantic he would still wink at you- like after a long night out resulting in your head in rafayel’s lap on your cold bathroom floor.
you decided one day to count how many times he would wink at you in a day, curiosity pulling at you.
by dinner time, he was up to 15 winks.
you were stirring a pot of soup and chatting with rafayel when he chuckled quietly and winked at you, a sweet lovesick smile on his face. sighing, you let go of the soup spoon and face him fully.
“my love, you know i would never judge you, but why do you keep doing that?” you ask, unable to quell your curiosity.
rafayel places a hand on his hip and regards you, his head tilted slightly and his purple hair falling in front of his eyes. “doing what?”
you sigh, hoping you don’t offend him. “winking at me.”
“i’m just winkin back at you, cutie.” he says, smiling and toying with a piece of your hair. “i’m allowed to flirt back with my partner, aren’t i?”
you take in his words and double over laughing, forcing your words out. “that’s one of my tics, i’ve not been winking at you this whole time- you’ve been accidentally mocking me.”
rafayel’s smile drops and his face instantly pales. “no! no, i haven’t been mocking you on purpose, i’m sorry my pearl- i was just trying to flirt with you!”
rafayel’s begging and apologies continue on throughout the night, him on his knees at your feet while you cook, his hands on your knees and his pretty eyes looking up at you- all while you laugh in his face.
zayne, wc: 566
having tourettes meant having some days better than others. some days you didn’t even notice your tics, but other days… were like today.
from the second you opened your eyes this morning, you knew it was going to be a rough day. your breakfast lay scattered across the floor from where you unintentionally shoved it across the counter and your hair remains tangled, unable to run the brush through your hair without smacking yourself in the head with the hard plastic.
seeing that it was no use in trying to do much of anything, you decided to take some medicine to kill the headache forming in all areas of your skull and try to nap it off- some help that did.
hours passed and you’d yet to fall asleep. wonderful. your tics hadn’t eased up in the slightesr, if anything they’d gotten worse, just like the pounding in your head.
of all days for this to happen it just had to happen on the one day off you managed to snag with zayne.
he’d been called into the hospital early for an emergency, but his text promised he’d be back by 6 in time to get ready for your dinner date.
the apartment door clicked shut exactly at 6 and you jumped out of bed, rushing to your nightstand in an attempt to brush your hair before zayne saw you in this state.
unfortunately, the only thing zayne saw was you hitting yourself in the head with your brush and your fist smacking your side unintentionally.
he frowned and walked over to you, gently taking the brush from your hands and pressing a kiss to your forehead. “bad day?”
you huff and stay facing away from him, face red with shame. “it’s fine. i’m getting ready and then we can go.”
while walking into the bathroom, you run into the doorway as your headache, now turned migraine, has decided to take up right behind your eyes, whiting out most of your vision.
“come lay down with me.” zayne says gently, his hands on your waist as he directs you to the bed.
you groan and dig your heels into the floor. “no! zayne, we’re going to be late for dinner if we don’t get ready-”
zayne hums and pulls you to sit beside him on the bed, fingers rubbing at the area on your ribs that he knows you hit often when your attacks get bad. “i… don’t mean to disappoint you, my love, but i’m feeling a little tired. would you be opposed to us staying in for the night? i’ll order delivery.”
you glare in his direction, knowing he’s not tired in the slightest and just doing this to make you feel better about needing to stay home.
“mmh. fine. but only because you're tired.” you lay down and pull zayne down on top of you, the pressure helping your body relax.
zayne cradles your head to him and huffs out a laugh. “of course.”
for the next several hours, zayne stayed with you through your tic attack, comforting you. once the food was delivered, he fed you small bites so you wouldn’t end up spilling the food like you did with your breakfast- which he cleaned up in the kitchen.
zayne never once made you feel bad for canceling plans because of your tourettes, always helping you manage them the best he could.
caleb, wc: 343
caleb was in your shared kitchen refilling your waterbottle while you animatedly tell your friends the rules to a game on the tv. he smiled at your excitement.
gideon walked into the kitchen and punched caleb in the shoulder in greeting, refilling his own cup with soda. “hey, man.”
caleb nodded. “whats up gid?”
gideon paused while screwing the cap back onto the soda bottle. “can i ask you something out of innocent curiosity?”
“mmhm, what’s up?” caleb screwed your waterbottle lid back on and turned to his friend, head tilted while he waits.
“why do they keep making faces?”
caleb’s brows furrowed in thought, turning to look at you. you were just smiling and laughing, not doing anything strange. “what, smiling? i dunno, why do you smile, gid?” he joked, thinking gideon was messing with him.
gideon scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, feeling like an ass for even bringing it up. “no, no, not the smiling- the smiling is great, if you ask me everyone should smile-”
“aaaany day now.” caleb drawls out, smiling at his friends awkward rambling.
gideon sighed deeply and came out with it. “i mean how they scrunch their nose and stretch their mouth open. there’s nothing wrong with it, of course, i was just curious as to why they do it.”
caleb turned back to look at you, zeroing in on your features. sure enough, you were doing the things gideon mentioned and more. he’d spent so much time with you that he didn’t even notice your tics anymore, they were just… a part of you.
this was something about caleb that you appreciated deeply. he didn’t treat you any differently because of your tourettes, and he didn’t bring attention to them.
it was comforting knowing that you could be unapologetically yourself around caleb and he wouldn’t bat an eye or laugh at you. it was a relief that you didn’t have to worry about him mocking you or talking down on you because of your disability.
caleb explained your situation to gideon, the end.
a/n pt2: can you tell i ran out of energy with caleb's? i hurried up and 'finished' it for this hehe. i couldn't for the life of me think of a unique idea for sylus :,) also ik this is not my best work at all, especially caleb's. i'm still trying to connect with him again after losing him hmmmmm.
Everytime I listen to Madonna’s Material Girl I think of Gideon. I don’t know why I think he liked that song but doesn’t tell anyone because it doesn’t go with his tough pilot image.
you're absolutely right. i do reslly think he likes poppy 2000-2010s music!! i can see him listening to it while flying and singing along, only for his comms to be on and his classmates all hear :3 then he earns the nickname material boy awwweeee
I just finished outlining that Caraval inspired wip and I might have given Xavier dialogue and moments inspired by the fake engagement/ball scene from Legendary that Tella has with Jacks 💙
YAYY!!! omg. i'm geeking, i cannt wait to reaf this!! :DD that's one of the best scenes aghhh the tension🫦🫦i was SO worried for tella in that scene
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Somehow, someday, someone is going to write a LADS X Non-MC fic using the plotline of those e-novels featuring millionaire CEOs.
LMAOO YES wait why wiuld i actually love to reaf this😭😭someone make a mutli where every LI is the ceo, but when it's sylus' part he's Y/N and reader is the rich ceo😭😹
ok i had a multi i wanted to write/ post and i started it almost a month ago, but only 3/5 are done. can i just. post the 3. am i gonna be attacked for this😭😭😭
i dont think anyone cares tbh
the 3 done are xavier rafayel and zayne btw, i started calebs and hit a wall and have since been stuck there
I could not sleep last night but I found the best wooden makeup asmr with camera tapping. So I was thinking Rafayel would be so good at that, I can't explain why.
omfg i loveeee wooden makeuo asmr😴😴i completely agree, i think i even said that raf would like makeup asmr in that old post i made icr?? he would be REALLY good at making it too, i can see that. idk why but i feel like he would talk soft spoken, where sometimes its whisper snd sometimes its like soft voice, wnd it kinda cracks/ pops almost between them?? i really hope you get what i mean bc idk how to explain it😭😭🫠🫠
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Little Caleb who whenever you used to cry from endless experiments and scientists all hurting you, tried cheering you up. But when nothing was working, poor baby found some string and a box left on the floor, cut the box to form a crooked square and wrapped the string around it and it made a silly noise like a guitar and he’d pretend to be a rock star to make you laugh. Now despite having it all, crazy fans, an awesome band, sponsorships and ambassadors and everything a celebrity could dream of, nobody will ever know that his poetic lyrics are meant for you. The one who he lost forever.
ok bai bai
INSIE YOU GET BACK HERE RIGJT NOW!!!!
dude, omfg. i was smiling so hard until THE OAST LINE. LIKE. HELLO. awww it was si cute and then it turned NOT cute😭😭😭THIS IS INCREDIBLY BITTERSWEET HHHHH YOURE A GENIUS!!!! i beg of thee. please write this.
summary: ranting to your best friend caleb about your disastrous date leaves him shocked- you had to pay for your own dinner? gasp! the horror!
content: kinda fluff, no smut. feet? nothing crazy with the feet, just feet are mentioned LOL. ik people are weirded out by em.
wc: 1,669
a/n: this is lowkey just a palate cleanser LOL it has no real plot and no real point, i just know he would be baffled at this happening to YOU of all people
you stomped up three flights of stairs barefoot, huffing and puffing in annoyance as you approached your best friends apartment. it was late, almost midnight, but you just had to come rant to him about the nightmare date you just escaped from- and you really had escaped!
you slouched against the door frame and pounded on his door. “caaaaleeeb.”
after at least a minute and a half of you standing in the hallway, causing a ruckus, caleb finally opened the door. he had no shirt on, which was typical. why was it that guys with abs always walked around shirtless? his sweatpants were low on his hips, his happy trail peeking out of the top, pointing down into his pants at something that surely made many people happy as the name suggested.
his brown hair was pointing in all directions, he looked a bit.. damp? he was sweaty, and his chest was heaving slightly as if he was out of breath.
you snickered at him. “were you doing an at home workout in there? why are you so… wet?”
caleb swallowed hard and shook his head, shooting his arm out to cover the opening in his door when you tried to walk inside.
you blinked up at him in confusion. why was he acting so strange? you wondered if maybe he was hiding something.. or someone. “do you have a girl over or something? is this a bad time?”
caleb reared back slightly as if you slapped him. “what? no, of course not, i just- nothing. i was… showering. you can come in pips, i’m sorry. i wasn’t expecting company.”
you walked past him and wrinkled your nose when you smelled sweat- he absolutely was not showering, but you wouldn’t call him out on that lie. “ooookayy, mr. suspicious.”
you flopped down onto his comfy couch, yanking one of his fluffy blankets over yourself and sighing dramatically.
caleb sat on the opposite end of the couch, grabbing a pillow and strategically holding it in his lap. “what’s got you here at midnight on a tuesday?”
“oh, caleb, i am soo glad you asked!” you say, laying the back of your hand over your eyes in dramatic fashion. “i just escaped from the worst. date. ever.”
caleb clenched his teeth together, the idea of you out on a date with another guy settled like acid in his stomach. “what made it so horrible? the fact that i wasn’t there?”
you laugh sarcastically. “ha ha. where do i even start- oh! he didn’t pull out my chair for me.”
“the horror!” caleb mocks, clutching his chest, though you know he’s messing with you. Anytime the two of you got dinner, he always pulled your chair out, claiming it was the gentlemanly thing to do.
“i know! and he talked about himself the entire time- didn’t ask me a single question about myself, can you believe that?”
now that got more of a genuine reaction out of caleb. you saw his shoulders stiffen and his eyes slightly narrow. you were the most interesting person he knew, so it was baffling to him that you could go on a date with someone who had no interest in getting to know you. anytime the two of you hung out, caleb was asking you random questions just to get to know more about you- what your most recent favorite food was, if your favorite season had changed, when you were getting your nails done next.. anything.
“he didn’t ask you anything? nothing at all?”
“no- oh, well, he did ask me to pass him the salt.”
caleb shook his head and sat up on the couch, foot bouncing on the floor. “that doesn’t count, the salt has no correlation to who you are as a person. he didn’t learn anything about you by asking you to pass the salt.”
you shrug and sit up, holding out your hands. “okay, but get ready for the best part.” you stared at the man sitting across from you on the couch, he was watching you with both interest and worry.
“when the check came, he patted his pockets like this-” you demonstrate, making a scene of patting your pockets and throwing your head back with a groan. “then he said ‘ughh, i forgot my wallet at my place. you can pay though, right?’”
you stare at caleb with a big smile, knowing that he would be livid at this- which he absolutely was. you watched his eyes darken and his jaw clench, you could almost see the gears turning in his head, trying to make sense of this.
caleb was in shock. silent, contemplative shock. he’d spent the better part of his life taking care of you in all ways: emotionally, physically, and financially. the idea of someone- a man, no less, treating you like shit on a date and then expecting you to pay- it thoroughly pissed him off.
“he what?” caleb all but growled out
you nodded, flopping back against the pillows on his couch and lounging out with your cold feet pressed against the side of one of his legs. “yep.” you popped the ‘p’.
caleb shook his head and turned to you with a serious expression. “you didn’t pay though, did you?”
you just nodded.
“pips, are you kidding me? you went out on a date with a guy and you paid the bill in full? he didn’t even offer to split it?” caleb moved so his leg was on top of your feet, warming them up for you while one of his hands rested loosely on your ankles.
“i had to pay it, cay! the waitress was really nice- it was either pay it or walk out on the bill and you know i’d never do that.” you shrug, messing with your hair nervously. “$160 down the drain, but i’m working a lot next week so-”
“$160?!” caleb nearly shouted in shock. “pips, listen, you are worth all the money in every account i have, i promise you, but-” he stood up, placing a blanket over your feet and pacing back and forth in front of the couch.
“that’s just not right. what the hell did you guys even get? did you get the same amount of food?”
you list off the delicious dishes that had graced the table earlier. “he ordered a calamari appetizer- that was $18, he got ribs for around $65, i got pasta for $37, and then he got dessert for about $25. i tipped 20%, because obviously.”
calebs eye twitched as he did the math in his head, taking a steadying deep breath. “so he ordered $108 worth of food and you ordered $37 worth.”
he scoffed and walked over to his entry table, grabbing his wallet and muttering about how men these days were useless.
you chimed in. “they want to be the girlfriend these days. and nothings wrong with a guy getting spoiled, but let a girl know beforehand, y’know? i mean look at me-” you gesture at your outfit- a nice dress and strappy heels that lay abandoned on the floor. “he’s lucky i even bothered to put my card in my purse! it’s barely big enough for my lighter and my lipgloss, let alone my wallet.”
caleb dug through his wallet before picking up your tiny purse from the floor and stuffing two $100 bills into it.
“what’s that for?”
“you don’t use your own money on dinner dates unless you want to, pips. if this happens again, call me, i’ll send you the money to pay.” he ruffles your hair before sitting back down and tucking your feet under his legs again, though they’re much warmer now.
you raise an eyebrow. “why would you do that? it’s not your fault that guy didn’t pay.”
caleb tilts his head while he looks you over, chuckling when he sees that you’re truly confused. “caleb will always take care of you, you know that? i will until you realize i’m the only one who really can, and for the rest of our lives after that.”
your cheeks flush slightly, but you roll your eyes and brush his words off. he was just being dramatic, you were sure. you both had a bad habit of doing that.
when caleb saw your reaction, he knew that you weren't ready to accept that he’s what's best for you- that's alright, he doesn’t mind waiting. so, he changed the topic. “soooo, tell me about how you 'escaped’ this date. knowing you, i’m sure a grappling hook and lasers were unvolved.”
you smile wickedly and sit up, excited to tell caleb the story- the slightly dramatized version, of course.
“ugh, i forgot my lasers at home, so i had to improvise- i told him i was going to the bathroom after i paid. but instead i ran through the restaurants kitchen and burst out of the backdoor! my heel broke halfway to your apartment, so i took them off and ran barefoot through the streets. i think a rat ran over my toes at one point.”
caleb shook his head and laughed. “there’s the girl i know, always quick on your feet- figuratively and literally. no wonder your feet were so cold when you got here.”
—
over the next few months, caleb would conveniently take you out to dinner on your only free nights to ensure that you weren’t going on any more disastrous dates. he paid every check in full, never even letting you see the total.
after every dinner he’d warm your cold hands and feet while watching a movie in his apartment, which you always fell asleep halfway through.
he would gently card his fingers through your hair, watching your peaceful face as you slept, mumbling. “you’ll see one day, pips.”
because he was sure that you’d be wholly his one day in the near future- no more failed dates, no more escaping by running through the streets barefoot, and definitely no more paying for broke boys at dinner.
a/n pt2: definitely didn’t write this because i was reminiscing on how i used to pay for everything for my ex. DEFINITELY NOTTT!!!👀caleb come pick me up i’m scared. also halfway through i was thinking that this might've been better suited for sylus but oh well. this isn't my fav thing i've written by farrr but i figured i might as well post it regardless🤷♀️
[FRATLEB x READER] Can you really call Caleb your best friend after losing your virginity to his loathsome twin brother, Perses, at a frat party? || CW: 18+ mdni, smut, frat/nerd!au, nerdleb is Caleb, fratleb is Perses, virginity loss, mating press, spit kink
Can you really call Caleb your best friend after losing your virginity to his loathsome twin brother at a frat party?
The answer gets muddied with each harsh thrust Perses delivers into your slick cunt. One hand pushing your knee to your chest and the other groping a handful of your tits.
Does he care that you're his geek brother's best friend or a virgin? Probably not. To him, you're just a tight pussy he gets to drunkenly fill tonight. So he's not in the business of being gentle or sweet, but it's not like you have any complaints if the sounds of your moans are anything to go by.
Maybe the reality of the situation would've kicked in if not for the alcohol running through your system. All you can focus on is the way Perses's cock fills you perfectly.
And… maybe the alcohol also helps you blur Perses into Caleb. They are identical, after all.
You run your fingers through Perses's shaggy hair and push his bangs higher. Those violet eyes scan your blissed out expression with intent, analyzing carefully.
Just like Caleb, you wistfully think.
That's the same expression he gave you when you told him you wanted to go to a frat party for the first time. Of course, Caleb didn't want to join you, opting to pull and all nighter at the library for his exam on Monday. So you went all alone, feeling like a lamb to slaughter surrounded by strangers in a packed frat house. The only source of comfort being his brothers familiar face.
Perses pushes your leg higher, letting him hit you at a new angle that makes you gasp and writhe. His heavy cock buries into you deeper than before.
"Ca-"
He swallows your voice with a deep kiss, tongue delving into your mouth—it's hot, demanding, all consuming. It's like he wants to possess you, engrave himself in you so that you can belong to no one else but him—least of all his brother.
He tastes like cinnamon, remnants of his drinks tonight. You lean into it, curling your fingers through his hair and pulling him closer. He completely dominates your mouth until you're breathless, panting as he pulls away with a string of saliva to connect you. He smears it against your lower lip as he scowls.
"So fucked out you can't even remember whose cock you're takin'," Perses scoffs under his breath. He grabs your jaw and forces you to focus your half lidded eyes on him. His face is flushed in a way you've never seen Caleb's. "Now, say my fuckin' name."
He emphasizes each word with a powerful thrust that slams the headboard.
"Perses." His name comes out in a whisper. It's as if saying it any louder will solidify this moment in truth—you're fucking your best friend's twin brother. The best friend you have a crush on. You're so fucked. In more ways than one…
He clicks his tongue, slowing his hips to an agonizing grind. "Don't get shy on me."
You buck your hips, in a desperate attempt to get him to move but he holds steady. Uselessly, you claw into his biceps and whine, "Please, Perses!”
"Louder," he commands. When you say his name again, there is a wild, triumphant grin that forms on his lips. He grips your jaw until you open your mouth to complain. "Good. Now, stay like that."
With your mouth pushed open and him leaning his weight against you, you can only watch as he spits into your mouth. You flinch as it lands in your mouth, a little catching on your bottom lip. He pushes your mouth closed.
"C'mon, swallow," Persus goads. He leaves you utterly humiliated by him, and the sick part of you is enthralled by it, craving it. He watches your throat bob as you obey him. Your pretty eyes stare up at him the whole time as he well and truly claims you.
A/N — originally supposed to be longer but i’m tired of this rotting in my drafts :’) i hope you enjoyed tho!!!!!
hhhhh siri i'm going on a date monday and i'm scared snd don't want to go bc i want to self sabotage BUT ITS PROBABLY GOOD FOR MY DEVELOPMENT HHHHHHHHH😞😞😞😞😞😞i'm nervous i've never been on a first date. if anyone eho sees this has been on one and has any afvice or. words of wisdom. please share with me because i don't know what i'm doing😞😞
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hhhhh siri i'm going on a date monday and i'm scared snd don't want to go bc i want to self sabotage BUT ITS PROBABLY GOOD FOR MY DEVELOPMENT HHHHHHHHH😞😞😞😞😞😞i'm nervous i've never been on a first date. if anyone eho sees this has been on one and has any afvice or. words of wisdom. please share with me because i don't know what i'm doing😞😞
sypnosis: a night out with your best friend caleb ends how it usually does, rubbing your pussies together all night!
content: fem!caleb don’t like don’t read, if you don’t like fem!lads then this isn’t the blog for you. big boob caleb, caleb in a miniskirt, reader wears mini shorts, wlw, best friends caleb and reader, best friends who fuck, best friends who are also possessive of each other, touchy in an uber, oral (r and c receiving), reader likes it messy tbh, big clit fat pussy caleb, they both can’t stfu, scissoring!!, mating press scissoring?, squirting (r and c), lots of fluids, they’re playful w each other, reader loves caleb’s boobs and wants to be suffocated in them (me projecting), mention of round 3 (i had to stop at some point), too many mentions of caleb’s pussy, not proof read, one mention of abuse but no actual abuse just a reference to being marked up
wc: 3.4k
yap: whew… blacked out when i wrote this i’m not even joking, i let the voices take over and i think it turned out okay! i fear i’m gonna be posting fem!lads bc they’re hot? i actually kinda love this one heh.. @luvinbloom @xinghuisknight my pookie biscuits who listened to me speak on this
the music pounded deep in your chest, flashing colored lights occasionally showing glimpses of peoples faces. your pregame shots had dwindled down to a comfortable buzz, warming your insides and curling on the edge of your mind. your small circle was on the edges of the dance floor, loud voices and flushed cheeks making a smile stay permanently on your face.
"c'mon, let's dance!"
caleb called out as she held your hand, purple eyes shining bright as her head tilted toward the crowd. nodding in agreement you let yourself be dragged away, hand tight in your best friends as she pushed past sweaty bodies for you. your eyes trailed down her body, teeth digging into your lip at the way her mini skirt shifted with her movement, flashing you her thin panties that were in your favorite color.
you were also wearing her favorite color against your cunt right now.
caleb came to a stop and spun around, an easy smile on her face as she started dancing, body swaying to the beat. your own body began moving, hips swaying and ass shaking as you let the atmosphere take over, mind emptying in the hot club. you were locked in eye contact with caleb, her tall frame blocking out anything that wasn't her.
"you havin fun honey?" she yelled over the music, body inching close so she could hear you. unsure if you were warm from the bodies around you or if it was the proximity to her, you laughed softly, hands coming to rest on her hips. tugging her closer, you were chest to chest, the plush of her breasts pushing up as you squished together.
"'course i am, i always have fun when you're around." you tease, guiding her hips in time with yours. you both followed into what was comfortable, many nights grinding against each other in clubs or at parties making you move like clockwork. your eyes flickered around before a smirk curled on your lips, "i think someone else is enjoying the view."
caleb didn't even follow your gaze, simply laughing at your words, breath fanning across your face. "maaaybe they're lookin at you and your sexy thighs in your tiny little shorts." to make her point her hand moves down the curve of your ass to your thighs, copping a squeeze on the way there.
laughing, your gaze drops to her chest. she wore a dark patterned mesh long sleeve, showing off her entire upper body except for her boobs held by a simple dark purple bra— and even then her boobs were definitely making an appearance tonight. "maaaybe they're lookin at your fat tits."
a pinch to your ass made you yelp and glare at her, she didn't look apologetic at all. "you like these fat tits." caleb teased, voice dropping as her lips brushed against the cusp of your ear. you couldn't even refute her statement because it was true, you spent half your time buried in her chest with a smile on your face.
"yeah and you like that i like 'em."
caleb shrugs, standing back to her full height and spinning around. her ass presses against you, hips pushing back to grind against your front. pushing your hips against her ass your hand comes to rest on her stomach, palm warm against the scratchy material.
getting lost in the music the world outside your bubble disappears, the only thing you can feel and see is your best friend. time passes, minutes or an hour you don't know, all you do know is that your buzz is wearing off and your feet are getting tired.
"m'ready to head out baby." you speak into caleb's ear, meeting her soft gaze. she nods and leads you back toward your friends, hugs and squeals of goodbye filling the circle before you're feeling the cool breeze of the night.
the music still thumps behind you as you wipe at your chest, a light sheen of sweat covering the skin. "this way honey." caleb helps you into an uber, saying brief greetings before the car is on the way. music filters loud enough through the speakers that you have to stay close to caleb.
"i need a shower so baaad."
"take one with me? i wanna lay down and you take forever."
you pout up at her, nose scrunching when she pinches your warm cheek. "i don't take forever." you grumble, pushing your head into her damp neck. her hand feels up your thigh, big palm squeezing the fat and kneading it like a cat.
"sure you don't." she sighs out when your lips start planting wet kisses against her neck. crossing her legs she tilts her head to give you more space, hand wandering to the inside of your thigh and caressing the sensitive skin.
this was your normal, kissing your best friend —drunk or sober— and feeling each other up like you were a couple. not wanting to get freaky with someone else near, she keeps her hand there, simply letting you mouth at her neck as much as you wanted.
your head started to dip lower when the car came to a stop, a lazy smirk on your lips when you get out and head up to caleb's apartment. you cling to each other the whole way there, teasing touches and soft words that make tingles go down your spine.
after kicking your shoes off you beeline straight for her room, fingers already working to take off your accessories. caleb comes in a minute later, bare feet padding on the floor and hands full of snacks and water.
your stomach growls at the sight earning you a laugh from caleb. she's sat on the bed, skirt spread open and showing off her panties. climbing on the bed, your knees come on either side of her, straddling her lap and wrapping your arms around her neck. her hands come to your ass, grabbing handfuls as she smirks up at you.
"thought you wanted to shower?"
kissing up her neck, you catch her shiny lips in a deep kiss, feeling her moan vibrate into your mouth. her tongue slips into your mouth, the warm muscle massaging against yours. the kiss turns messy, spit dribbling from your lips and the sound of your tongue against hers fills the room.
her hands guide you to move, rocking your clothed cunt against her lap making you moan into her. using your weight you lean forward, forcing her to lay flat on the bed. she looked beautiful like this, eyes dazed and her hair fanned out around her.
"these are pissing me off." she said as she tugged at your clothes— quite literally your top and shorts. smacking a kiss on her lips you sit up, pulling your thin top over your head, boobs falling once they're free as her fingers worked at your shorts.
"i shouldn't be the only one."
caleb laughed softly at your pout, clumsily taking her shirt off as you adjusted to shimmy out of your shorts. her fingers played with the edge of your panties, snapping the band against you softly.
"fuck, i love when you wear my color against this cute pussy."
clenching around nothing, you grind softly against her abdomen, more of a mindless movement to ease the tension in your clit. her eyes darkened as she watched, hands tugging you up her body to hover over her face.
"c'mere honey, sit on my face."
not even hesitating you lowered, head titled down to watch as she kissed up your cunt. caleb's tongue licked fat stripes up the flimsy material, suckling softly to get a taste of your arousal. her fingers wrapped around the edge before you heard a loud riiiip, the cool air she blew against your cunt making you shiver.
"caleb! you have got to stop ripping my fucking panties!" you whined out, glaring at her when you felt her smile against you. she placed kisses against your clit before bringing it into her mouth and sucking it like one of her lemon candies.
"sorry honey," she mumbled against your wet folds, dipping her tongue through them. "i'll make it up to you." she pushed her face up, tongue slipping into your hole and nose pushing against your clit.
moaning softly, your hips rocked gently against her, clenching around her tongue as she thrusted it in and out. reaching a hand back, you pushed her bra down, mouth watering as her boobs spilled out and jiggled lightly with her movements.
you grabbed onto the fat, rolling her pretty nipple between your fingers. caleb moaned against you, a wet smack resounding between you as she pulled away, head dropping against the bed as you continued to play with her nipples.
"m'sensitive honey- shit."
smirking down at her you lifted yourself off of her face, moving down her body and licking at her wet face. "wanna play with you too~" you said, lips pressing kisses against her skin as you made your way down her body.
your lips brushed against her nipple, lips catching onto the perked bud before you sucked it into your mouth. caleb whimpered, fingers lacing into your hair as you mouthed at her tits. pulling off with a loud pop you continued your descent, sucking dark marks along her skin.
her skirt was flipped up, panties in your favorite color darkened by her arousal. "mmm~ i love when you make a mess for me cay." you said as you slipped her out of her bottoms, spreading her legs wide to stare at her twitching pussy.
you dove in, tongue slipping out and jaw hung open to greedily gulp at her wetness. her fingers tightened around your hair, back arching as you sloppily made out with her cunt, wads of spit dripping from your mouth and down her ass.
"fuckin love this fat pussy even more." spitting against her cunt, you sucked her big clit harshly, head shaking side to side. caleb moaned loudly, hips bucking up making you follow the movement before letting go.
you could feel your arousal dripping down your pussy as you watched her clit fall back into place, fat hood twitching. burying your face in her puffy folds one last time, for fun of it, tongue gathering up the fresh slick dribbling out.
her hand fell from your hair as you pulled away, moving to lean over her panting body. "ride this pussy, wanna feel you against me." she said as you got into position, one leg over hers in the classic scissoring pose. she hooked a leg around your ass, holding you up as you lowered down.
both of you moaned out at the contact, the heat of your pussies making your mind hazy. all you could think about was her, how wet she felt against you, how her fat clit rubbed against yours in that delicious way that had your toes curling.
holding the leg in front of you, your hips rocked a steady pace against hers, whimpering at the loud smacks resonating from your cunts. "fuck this pussy— yeah, juust like that, you love f-feeling my—shit—fat pussy on you honey?"
you moan through a laugh at her words, hand coming to rest against her toned stomach. "fuuuck, you know i do baby. love how loud she gets for me- fuels my ego." you bat your eyes at your best friend, leaking more at her smirk.
caleb grabs her tits, holding the bouncing fat as her fingers tweak her darkened nipples. "that's my job." you tease, circling your hips just right to get her to whine out for you.
"y'seem busy, just helping you out~"
caleb's hips start bucking up, helping grind her pussy against yours. sweat drips down your bodies, thighs tensing and ass jiggling from your thrusts. "well then, keep playing with 'em for me yeah?" you smile sweetly at her, watching as she does what you said.
the bed creaks softly with your thrusts, not that you notice. your thoughts are only about you and caleb, how close you both were to cumming. you loved when nights out ended up like this, both of you playing with each others cunt until you were so overstimulated it almost hurt to breathe.
that familiar coil twisted up in your gut, hips pushing harder against her cunt. fuck she felt so good, how her clit caught juust right against yours, wet smacks ringing in your ears from how wet you both were. "g'nna cum baby, want my cum all over you?" you panted out.
caleb's head nodded frantically, hips working harder to bring you both closer. "yeah, yeah, wanna feel you stick to me- w'nna feel you twitch against me." her words have you moaning out, a few more grinds of your hips and your head is thrown back, a moan of her name leaving your mouth.
caleb moans with you, fingers pinching hard at her nipples as she feels your clit twitch violenty against hers, sending her into her own orgasm. "honey, please- fuck." she can't even form a sentence as you keep moving against her, working you both through your highs.
panting, your hips slow their rocking as you take a look at your best friend. her face was flushed red, lips red from her teeth and her nipples so hard from her pulling.
bracing against her and the bed you slowly lift off of her, your moans mixing at the thick, creamy strands that stick your pussies together. her pussy was painted in your mixed release, white smeared allll around her fat clit and dripping down her puffy folds.
"my turn~" caleb says as she sits up, holding you close and flipping your positions. you tilt your head up to kiss her, hand resting against her neck as you spread your legs. caleb settles between them before she pushes them back, folding them to your chest and exposing your pretty cunt to her greedy stare.
she resists taking a lick and mounts you, slotting her fat pussy against yours like a missing puzzle piece. your clit twitches against hers at her heat and she begins grinding, your pussies spreading wide in this position.
caleb leans over you, big boobs swinging right in your face as she stimulates you. hands gripping her ass, your lips catch onto a nipple, cheeks hollowing as you suck it deep into your warm mouth.
she moans loudly, pressing your thighs further down with her weight. the angle makes your pussies smack against each other louder, holes leaking and trying to grab onto each other. the feeling of her puffy lips spread apart has you whining against her nipple, eyes looking up at her.
"fuck- can't look at me like that honey, makes me wanna fuck you until you can't walk, until all you know is my name and how my pussy makes you feel."
releasing her nipple, you pant against the other one. "do it. w'nna mould our pussies together forever~ never wanna leave here." your weird words makes her laugh hotly, teeth coming to bite at your calf.
"you have such a way with words." she teases, watching your tongue flick around her swinging nipple like a kitten with a toy. you have that glint in your eyes, the one that tells her she's going to spend all night right here and wake up later with stiff muscles.
"y'love it!"
your lips finally wrap around her nipple and your head bobs as you suck, heavy lidded eyes boring into hers. she feels you move, feels your hips tilt until your cunts are matched up perfectly, the obnoxious smacking of your folds against hers sending shivers down her spine.
your hands find purchase on her back, nails digging into the shifting muscles and dragging down the expanse of it. "shit! g'nna walk outta here bruised up and people are g'nna think something bad."
her words have you giggling around the bud before you let go, nails digging into her back again. "nooo~ they're gonna know how good you fuck me." your smile has her clenching around nothing, cursing under her breath.
"you like that— like when people know it was you who fucked me so good i can't walk, you who makes my throat sore from screaming your name alll night long."
your words were true. caleb loved when your legs trembled slightly as you walked around the mall, when peoples eyebrows furrowed at her possessive grip on your waist and her smug smirk when you rasped out your words.
"buuuut i'm the same. i like when people see the marks i left on you, the bites you show off so proudly for everyone to see, how you let me boss you around."
you loved when caleb walked around with your marks on display for the whole world to see. loved the way men's gazes averted once they saw the hickeys littering her chest, loved when that flash of recognition crossed their face as she did exactly what you told her to.
caleb was moaning loudly, hips canting hard and fast, so fast you could feel your mixed arousal smearing around your thighs and dripping down your ass.
white hot pleasure twisted tight inside of you, bubbling up and causing your stomach to tighten. "fuck baby, you're gonna make me cum. pleaseplease make me cum?" your begging has her cooing, hand coming to push away sweaty strands of hair stuck to your face.
"g'ahead honey, soak me, make me a fucking mess."
your nails dig into her neck as you pull her closer, leaning up so you can capture her lips in a messy kiss. the band in your stomach snaps, a guttural moan tearing through your throat as your pussy gushes against her.
the feeling of your wetness shooting against her has caleb moaning into your mouth, tongue licking away the strand of spit from your lips and she looks down. your squirt splashes against her, wet droplets reaching your mound from her thrusts.
"fucking- god honey-"
your fingers play with her sore nipple sends her over the edge, the sound of her own cunt gushing out has you meaning along with her. hips still rocking, your clit twitches in overstimulation, small spurts of squirt pushing out as her forehead drops onto yours.
you can hear the drip, drip of your squirts leak down your bodies and onto the bed. caleb whimpers into your mouth and you cup her face, pulling back to wipe at the sweat beading down her face. legs trembling, you go boneless once she moves off of you, her own thighs quivering.
caleb flops onto the bed next to you and you cling to her, propped onto your side and fingers pushing her hair away from her neck. "fuck." is all she says as her gaze sluggishly makes its way to you, pupils blown wide and eyes glazed over. you doubt you look any better.
"yeah, fuck. my pussy is so sticky."
caleb laughs, glancing down at your mound so you spread your legs for her. your cunt was painted in white and slicked wet, clit twitching uncontrollably and folds so puffy.
"thought you wanted that?" she questions and quirks an eyebrow at you. you giggle and roll onto her body, legs straddling her thigh and head coming to her chest.
"m'not complaining! though she's starting to miss you~"
"you insatiable freak."
caleb props her head against the pillows and looks down at you. you had your head squished —literally squished— between her tits, hands holding the fat around your head. little happy, content noises vibrated into her skin makes her shake her head as she reached for her phone.
"m'gonna order some food, you want anything in particular?"
your head started to pull away when she spoke again, "and don't say my pussy."
it was silent before you pushed your head back between her tits. caleb brought a hand to your hip as they began to rock against her thigh. she clicked through the delivery app and moved on autopilot to order, clicking the phone off once it went through.
"round three in the shower?"
for someone who couldn't feel their legs a minute ago you shot up, hand pulling caleb to follow you into the bathroom. "wanna ride your face!" you quipped and she felt wetness drip down her leg. it was going to be a long night.
did u make it to the end?? the way i wanted to keep this going but i literally had to stop at some point since there’s no plot…