#sub caleb

Your heart hammers at how needy he is. “If you want it so bad, you kiss me.” 

Without an ounce of hesitation Caleb crushes his lips to yours, tongue pushing past your opening in desperation as if he was starving for you. It is a clash of teeth and mixing of saliva as he suffocates himself against your lips, taking as much as he can get. He finally pulls away to get air, whimpering as he mouths pathetically at your bottom lip, mind too fuzzy to kiss you properly. 

The brush of your tongue against his has him panting, drool connecting the both of you as he sloppily mouths at your parted lips without thought. You smile slightly, leaning in to lock against him once more. 

Caleb’s eyes are blown wide, hazy and unfocused as he tries desperately to kiss you back, clumsily pressing his lips against yours in an attempt to keep up with you. 

Streams of whimpers and whines leave his mouth, his chest heaving as he attempts to even his breathing. “Hnng, I… pip-squeak—”

You decide to give him a break and trail your kisses down his neck to pay special attention to his bobbing Adam’s apple, smiling slyly as he tilts his head up. Shaky breaths brush your ear as he struggles to keep his composure. “Pips…I can’t…mmph…! I can’t f-focus…when you…ah!” 

Mouthing gently at his Adam’s apple, you feel Caleb’s hips buck up against you in shock. You groan, sending vibrations though his body that makes him shudder weakly. 

You’ve broken and reduced this man into a stuttering mess, but he looks like he’s exactly where he wants to be, eyes teary and head foggy as his eyes zero in on your lips. Hm… cute. 

“Wanna take me to the bedroom?”

“I…uhhh…huh?”

“Bedroom, Caleb.” 

The implication has him scrambling. “Yes…!”

The first time Caleb sees your tummy bulge full of him, he stills. The nights he'd spent jerking off to the thought of you (with your panties pressed against his nose) pale in comparison to the real thing — his cock, lodged into your pussy, the outline of his tip just barely peeking through your skin. He can't take his eyes off it, transfixed by both the feel and look of you around him.

He stares for so long that you begin to feel impatient, whining softly and grinding your hips down. "Caleb..." Yet even that small movement from you has the bulge in your stomach shifting slightly, a choked moan leaving his lips at the sight. Though lost in the heat of the moment, the neediness in your tone does not escape him and he shakes himself out of his trance, his hand trailing up from your thigh to press on your stomach. "...Yeah, pips?"

When you glance down, you finally realize just why he was in such a daze. the tip of his cock barely visible beneath your skin drawing a surprised whimper from you. Your eyes flick between your best friend and the impression of him in you, the sigh utterly intoxicating. "Ca-Caleb...he's peeking out at me..."

That's all it takes for Caleb's honeyed tone to go darker, a raspy growl now evident in his tone. "Mhm. That's...me right there, pips." He thrusts shallowly at first, eyes flicking down, watching with fascination as his cock shifts beneath your skin, a  whimper catching in his throat at the sight. “Fuck, baby look that’s me- fuck- baby, I ah-!"

He loses himself in the warmth as his body presses against yours. Slowly, he begins to move, his rhythm building with each thrust. And he tries — he really tries to hold on.

But the sight of his cock pushing up against the soft skin of your belly has Caleb's mind unraveling like a cat clawing at a ball of yarn. Every slow thrust, every squeeze of your walls around him, makes the bulge in you shift. It's a visible, undeniable reminder that he’s buried so deep inside you there’s nowhere else for him to go.

His breath is ragged, each roll of his hips getting sloppier as the heat in his body quickly overwhelms him. His forehead stays pressed to yours, eyes half-lidded, glassy, and completely lost in you.

“Baby, I- You feel so fucking good.” His voice cracks into moans, wrecked and desperate, his fingers twitching against your waist as he fights to hold on.

Fuck, he's close. Too close. He's supposed to be in control. Supposed to pace himself. But the way your warmth engulfs him, how your tight little hole pulses and pulls him deeper, shatters any semblance of restraint.

You feel it too. The way he trembles above you, his body taut like a fraying wire. Every shaky exhale, every hitched breath, every needy little sound that slips past his lips, they all tell you how he’s on the edge. The knowledge that he's losing himself, falling apart because of you, sends heat flooding through your body.

Involuntarily, you clench around him, and his reaction is instant. A strangled, breathy “oh fuck-” chokes past him as his hips stutter against yours. You roll your hips in response, and Caleb fucking gasps for air at the sight of the bulge shifting beneath your skin, his grip on you tightening as if you were the only thing tethering him to reality.

The two of you were in the same sinking boat, breaths and moans mingling as the aching need for release quickly overtakes the both of you, the harsh thrusts and helpless moans spilling from Caleb's lips tightening that coil in your stomach. "Pl-Please Caleb-"

The strained breathlessness in your voice has him crumbling, his rhythm getting sloppier as he buries his face in the crook of your neck, voice thick with something fragile. "I know, baby, I know- Fuck, just-" His words get cut off you pulsate around him, the tight heat of you making his mind short-circuit. "S-So close- just give it to me, please please please-"

His hands move on instinct, an overwhelming ache leading one to over your stomach to press down and feel himself inside you. The moment the pressure registers on his cock, his mind blanks and so does he—wave after wave of cum pulsing into you as he shakes and whines, hips desperately meeting yours as he chases his high.

The shocks of his orgasm run through him, his mind blank and overwhelmed, nothing left but the feeling of you wrapped around him, milking him through his high. His lashes flutter, breath hitching as he shivers, everything is too hot, too good, too much.

The feeling of his hips stilling against yours and his cum flowing into you has your stomach tightening, the pleasure cresting fast, and then you're gone. Ecstasy slams into you with a force that has you crying out, your body going rigid as you spasm around him.

You're both left trembling, wide-eyed and flushed and locked onto each other's gazes as you process what just happened. Caleb then slumps against you, your bodies spent and trembling, his voice soft as he nuzzles back into your neck. "....Fuck. 'M sorry, baby."

His cock stays nestled deep, twitching with oversensitivity, trapped in you. He’s panting into your skin, and you reach out to push away the hair that had fallen into his face. "Don't be," you murmur softly, feeling your cheeks heat up at the sudden after-intimacy of the moment.

Caleb's voice was quiet, a layer of insecurity lying below the surface. "I didn't expect- I barely lasted-"

You soothe him with a soft hush, running your fingers through his hair and cupping the base of his neck. "That doesn't matter, baby. It was still perfect. You were perfect." You press a soft, lingering kiss to his temple, noticing how he's still slightly stiff and you run your hands down his spine, tracing slow, reassuring patterns on his back.

He shivers at the contact, looking up at you like a puppy seeking reassurance. Before he could say anything else, you tighten your grip, squeezing at his skin and pulling him closer. “You made me feel incredible. It doesn’t have to be some long, drawn-out thing. You know we’re both….new to this.”

“But I….” He huffs slightly, finally relaxing into your touch and letting it ground him. “You…You mean that, pipsqueak?” 

You smile, gently nudging your nose against his head. “‘Course I do. Besides, if you liked seeing me that full ‘f you, means we’ll have to go again.” Leaning in even closer, your warm breath ghosts over his ear. “You know you’re still hard in me, right?”

Caleb groans softly, shifting on top of you, his cock twitching against the walls of your cunt. His lips graze your skin, his breath hot and uneven. "Do you think- Do you think you can take another round?"

You adjust yourself slightly, just enough to tease him deeper into you. "I can take whatever you want to give me, you know that.”

“You horrible tease.” Despite his words, Caleb breaks out into a light snicker, fighting back the groan and the desire re-capturing his gut to have a few more moments of this sweetness. He finally pulls himself out of your neck, looking at you with that lovesick, dazed expression that’s always made your heart skip.

“what? continue.” your voice rang in caleb’s ears, his ass pushing itself back into your hand, your finger still deep inside of his puckering hole. caleb’s hard dick swinging underneath his body, still face down ass up on your bed.

he moaned, his cheeks redder than ever, his voice whiny and pathetic, “…i-i wanted you…you’ve been ignoring m-me! i want your attention. the last week you haven’t even given me a proper kiss! and your cuddles aren’t nice anymore.

there was silence.

…

“oh? my cuddles aren’t nice anymore?”

caleb shivered slightly, hearing the tone of your voice before lowering his attitude. his ears folded down out of easy submissive, “…no that’s mean, i don’t mean that…i’m sorry…your cuddles are nice, very nice but they aren’t long anymore—ah!”

slowly, you pushed the strap past the tight ring of muscle, sinking deeper into his ass. taking it inch by inch, caleb couldn’t help but moan and whine into the pillows, his whimpers only encouraging you to continue, “i hope my dick is long enough to solve that problem.

the strap disappeared into his backside, your hips flushed against his ass as you bottomed out, caleb’s hand reaching back, “w—wait! let me g—get used to this first…please mistress.”

“okay okay,” your hand gently held his, pressing it against the mattress. his soft skin making you wish you had a real dick, to feel him properly, “d—damn it, is this how it’s like when you take me in doggy? and you said that you dislike doggy the most…” sighing, your eyes looked down at the sight below you.

caleb’s muscular back dripping with sweat, his smooth skin inviting you to touch it, the black locks he loved to get pulled, his perfect butt that you were currently in.

“ready now?” impatiently, two hands wrapped around his hips, ready to pound him.

caleb nodded quickly, bracing himself with his hands wrapped around a pillow, his face resting into the gentle cushion.

the strap was wet with the lube, your hips slowly pushed the brown dick out of his ass before slamming your hips back inside. his body jolted harshly, pushing forward with a loud moan, “nnngh—aah! oh shit!—oh my—pip…mmghhnn!” caleb’s whiny voice filled the room after the wet slaps agaisnt his body, your strap hitting his prostrate with every heartless thrust you gave him.

“…shhh, i got you baby.”

your hips clapped against his ass, the sounds of skin slapping filled the room with lust. the shake of his ass increased with the amount of force you added to your thrusts, the strap reaching his prostrate harshly, making his body tremble.

“mmhmm!! oh! pip—pipsqueak! what the hell?! y—you never said you c—could!—oh fuck!” words were a foreign element now with caleb, his head stuffed in his hands.

howveee, you were observant.

noticing his muffled noises, you brought a hand to his hair, pulling back harshly and tugging on the locks, “don’t hide your voice, let me hear you. since you loooooove running your mouth huh?”

“aahh!—yes mistress! yes!—hmmm!” caleb whined again, “oh wait! wait! i—i’m go—“

you felt a sudden splatter of liquid around the bed, the impact so sharp it stained your thighs too, and caleb’s abdomen. looking down, thick sheets of cum coated your leg and the bed nicely, caleb’s body deepened the arch.

“…i…i’m sorry mistress i couldn’t hold it! it was too much!—“ caleb began, only to instantly cower when you struck his backside, pulling his head back further with the other, “u never said you could cum though? so you’re choosing to be more disobedient?”

caleb’s heart dropped, suddenly he felt like a helpless puppy, his voice lowered in volume, “…no! i didn’t…choose…i’m sorry i’m sorry! don’t—“

his eyes looked down at the toy in your hand.

…

oh no.

“no! mistress please?!”

quickly, you attached the toy onto his dick, watching as it switched on and pumped his dick, vibrating his tip, his body trembling everywhere, “no no! you’re mean! you’re mean!— ahh! fuck! pips! pips! no—not this!—“

just as before, you pulled yourself out of his ass, thrusting slowly but deeply into his ass again, “hold it this time okay? be a good boy for your mistress. who knows c you might actually learn something.”