#c-thoughts

thinking about over-sensitive caleb … straddling him when he’s already hard. kissing his lips without tongue yet and he’s groaning out loud. grinding against his lap and he can’t help but buck his hips up. pulling your top off to show your bare chest while sliding your fingers under his shirt, and he’s looking up at the ceiling, afraid that catching just one more glance of your gorgeous tits will make him cum in his pants.

kissing caleb is a little unusual. not the fact that you do, never that, but how you do. it’s kitten licks against his mouth—his lips remaining shut or opening for your access alone—sucking his tongue out of his mouth while his thumb rubs circles against the side of your ribs. your tongues play with each other almost entirely rather than seriously kissing, because this is the only way to keep his composure. place a kiss against his lips like normal and he can’t help but flip you over and use you until he’s the only thing lingering in your pretty little head.

i believe in aiku who likes to cum all over you. on your ass, your back, your face, your tits especially—he loves seeing you coated in him. of course there are days where he buries himself deep inside you before releasing. when he’s feeling tired or missed you, he wants to be as close to you as possible. but on any other day, he loves slutting you out however he can.