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and now caleb is trying to wrap his head around it. he lets out a shudder, his cock twitching between your walls that close in on him. it takes him by surprise and yet… he doesn’t falter. his hips continue to move, cock pushing in and out like you hadn’t just rocked his world with two little words. you don’t even realize you’d let it slip out, your eyes are squeezed shut with your brows knitted in and your lips parted like you’re in some trance. 

daddy… you’ve never called him that before. 

still, he doesn’t judge. he doesn’t flinch at your plea or look at you with anything close to disgust. he doesn’t hate it—if anything, the words make his mind spin and his stomach flutter in ways he’s never felt before. but even with all that swirling inside him, he pushes it aside.

because right now, he needs to be there for you.

he coos, slowly thrusting into you. “oh, my baby.” he leans down and kisses one of the tears rolling down your face. “‘s that what you need? need daddy to take care of you?” the name feels foreign on his tongue at first, but you tighten around him and a tiny mewl slips from your throat? that’s all it takes for his hesitation to melt. his lips curve into a soft, stunned smile, like he’s realizing he likes the way it sounds far more than he expected.

and you seem to love the way it comes out of his mouth because you seem like you’re under some spell. nodding incessantly, you beg, “y-yes, please. please, need you.”

he hums, his cock fucking you deeper and deeper with every passing second. “mhm i got you, baby. daddy’s gonna make you feel s’good, don’t worry ‘bout anything but me ‘n my cock, yeah?”

and you don’t. you let everything go, focusing on your boyfriend—your perfect boyfriend—and how deep he is. how big he feels. how you can practically feel him in your throat pushing out all your moans and whines. 

caleb fucking loves it. he’s in love with the way you cling on to him, in love with how every word or line of praise elicits a sweet moan, in love with the way you need him like the air you breathe because he needs you just as bad. if not more. 

caleb literally lives for this, feels whole when he fucks you till you can’t think and you’re mindlessly babbling out for him to go faster, go deeper. all he ever wants is to make his girl happy—to give her a life she deserves. 

his thumb catches your clit and you jolt at the contact to your needy bud. “feelin’ good, baby?”

your eyes roll back and your back arches feeling your orgasm approach much quicker with the added stimulation. “s-sooo good!” you respond—at least you attempt to. your words are slurred and hard to make out, but caleb understands completely. 

“yeah? you gonna cum f’me?” he asks hotly, practically panting out his words. 

“ye–ah! yeah, ‘m go-gonna cum,” you hiccup on a shaky breath, everything inside you tightening. you can practically taste your orgasm—your pussy clenching, your stomach winding tighter and tighter until it finally snaps. you fall apart beneath him, crying out his name like a mantra as you unravel. “daddy, fuck—daddy!”

he groans the moment he feels it—your release soaking his cock, your body spasming beneath him. even as he teeters on the edge himself, he talks you through it in that low, steady voice, guiding you through every wave while he fights to keep himself from giving in too soon. “yeeeaah, that’s my fuckin’ girl. cum on my cock, baby, make a mess all over me. you got it.”

but when you whisper, words broken and barely audible, “want you to cum inside—please?” there is truly no way he can resist you. he groans, fucking into you the way he would on a normal day, pounding you so hard that all you can hear is static. you can’t hear the promises of him filling you up and fucking you so full that “you’ll feel daddy’s cum for days”—but you do feel the words he’s saying with his thrusts.

he shoves himself all the way to your hilt and lets go, body tensing up and pulling taut until his cum fills you up, warming your entire body. his moans are gorgeous—they pour out of him melodically and mix with your high pitched whines.

you’re both panting like you’ve run a mile and it’s now the only sound filling the room. there are no words when the both of you finally come down from your earth shattering orgasms. there are no words when he pulls out with a hiss and a moan when his cum spills out of you. there are no words when he carries you to the bathroom, cleans you up, wipes your tears and fixes your hair. 

when he carries you back, puts you in bed and wraps his strong arms around you, he murmurs every sweet thing on earth into your ear—how much he adores you, how he’d never judge you, how he’s always going to be here for you no matter what happens—till you’re lulled asleep with a full heart. 

then he recounts tonight’s events, how pretty you sounded calling him daddy and he yearns to hear it again, as does his cock that’s swelling in his boxers…

you just might’ve broken caleb. 

kit says… guys… i love a daddy kink. call me celibate the way i don’t give a fuck. kink shamers ur not welcome here!!!

it feels like something you won’t be able to undo.

you press your palms flat against his chest and push him, gently. “c-caleb,” you mumble in a pant and when you look into his eyes, all you see is hunger. “can’t keep up. ‘m not as good as you, y’know.” 

he pecks your lips, a groan slipping out of him before his mouth drags along your jaw. “’m sorry, pips. so sorry,” he murmurs between fleeting kisses as he traces down the line of your throat. “just gettin’ my practice in.”

you moan, eyes fluttering shut as his mouth pulls more whimpers from you. your fingers tangle in his silky hair, and then it hits you—the way he’s sucking at your skin, teeth grazing it like he wants to leave proof behind.

your eyes fly open and you tug him back. “wait—wait, what are you…

“practicing kissing,” he pants, pupils dilated like he’s a man in love—or lust. you can’t tell the difference. 

“but… you’re kissing my neck.” you say, dumbly. 

his voice drops to a whisper, a smile carving into his plump lips. “do you think i could practice on a different pair of lips today?”

how could you say no to the boy you’ve been in love with for years?

that’s how you end up laid open beneath him, his mouth sealing around your cunt, tongue teasing your hardened clit. caleb licks, sucks, tugs at you like it isn’t his first time, and it makes your chest ache tight with something you don’t want to name. you shove the thought aside, forcing yourself to sink into the overwhelming, invasive attention of his mouth.

you moan softly, shy, wanting to close your legs around his head, but his large, veiny hands keep your thighs spread wide. you’re exposed, helpless to do anything but let him… keep practicing. both hands fist in his hair, partly to steady yourself, partly because you want more. every slow lap sends static crackling through your body.

“just relax for me, baby,” he moans against you, the vibrations eliciting a cute gasp that makes caleb groan. “taste’s s’fuckin’ good, god—you’re just like heaven.” 

you let your head fall back against his pillows, lying there as you do as you’re told, letting the tension ebb away. your mind clears until there’s nothing left but his name. your brows draw together with pleasure, your back lifting off the bed in an arch as a moan slips free.

“dream about this pussy, y’know?” one of his hands unpins your thighs and it comes to tease at your entrance. “dreamt about tasting you… being the first person to eat you out.”

then he plunges a singular finger inside of you and you yelp in shock, pulsing walls tightening over the thick digit. “f-fuck,” you curse in shock, your fingers tugging at his hair. he moans and you feel his smile spread against you. 

“‘s this okay?” he asks gently, curling the finger slowly so you can feel every movement inside of you. 

you know you should probably say no—the two of you are toeing a dangerous line. could you even come back from something like this?

but the pull of instant gratification is impossible to ignore. a soft, breathless yes tumbles from you, and caleb doesn’t hesitate. he slips his finger free only to thrust it back in, harder—quicker. again. and again. and again, relentless, while his mouth latches around your clit once more.

the wet, obscene sounds fill the room, tangled with your moans—his louder than yours. your eyes flutter open just long enough to catch the sight of your best friend grinding into his mattress, hips rocking like they would if he were buried inside you, fucking you for everything you’re worth.

the sight only turns you on further. you call out his name in a broken cry, “caleb—ugh, caleb! more— please, please—oh, fuck.”

he pulls his mouth off with a pop, voice dark with a hint of condescension when he responds. “yeah? use your words, pretty, please what?”

you whimper, body jerking when his finger halts. “please…”

he’s ruthless. mean. caleb, the big bully. “please, what?”

your timid voice cracks. “more, please… need more, i–it feels s’good.”

he pulls his finger out and before you’re protesting, he pushes his middle and pointer fingers into you and groans in tandem with you. you’re so tight and his fingers stretch you in a way that has tears springing to your eyes. 

the moment the pain fades, caleb devours you. he thrusts relentlessly, in and out, his mouth returning to drink in every inch of your heat. your orgasm coils tighter with each motion, drawing you closer with each passing second. when his teeth brush against your sensitive clit, it nearly shatters you.

your hands clutch the comforter, desperate to spare his scalp from your grip. the plush fabric digs into your fingers as your body winds up like a toy on the verge of snapping.

“cum on my face, pretty girl. jus’ let go for me. wanna taste it s’bad, c’mon. do it f’me—do it for caleb.” he coaxes your orgasm out of you with his fingers and words before diving back in to taste you. 

you crash hard, body pulled taut before you snap and release all over his fingers. he moans, pulling out and slurping up all your arousal, enhancing the experience. you let out a shattered moan while your body trembles, jolting with the aftershocks of your explosive orgasm. 

he licks up every drop until you tug his head back, gasping, “wait…”

“how’s my practice going?” he murmurs, eyes half-lidded, mouth glistening with your slick.

your bottom lip juts out into a soft pout. “who… who are you practicing for, caleb? why do you keep asking to practice kissing with me?”

his grin stretches wider, warm and teasing. “silly girl… i’m practicing for no one but you.”

kit says… HI EVERYONE. welcome to new and improved medicli <3 my old blog was labeled mature so we’re trying again T—T thank u my beloved rhi @luvinbloom for reading over this <333

you tsk and gather the spit up gently. “aw, poor thing… don’t you like the new accessory i got you? you aren’t acting very appreciative.” you tease meanly, shoving the spit back into his mouth, your fingers rolling over the metal between his teeth.

caleb gags and his eyes roll back, hips

stuttering forward desperately. the bit you placed in between his teeth keeps his mouth open and stretches the skin, drool dribbling out of the corners of his mouth. he murmurs his thanks as well as he can given hia situation.

you hum and brush your fingers over his forehead, pushing back the hair that sticks there because of his sweat. “see how sweet you can be? you just need to be reminded of your place- bridled between my legs.”

caleb nods- in understanding or agreement you aren’t sure- and licks your moisture on his lips, savoring the taste, before surging forward and latching his lips around your clit and sucking.

the feeling was nice, sure, but it wasn’t the stimulant you were craving and caleb knew that. when you didn't react to his suckling, he huffed.

spreading your dripping folds with two fingers, more of his drool slipping down onto the sheets beneath him (half due to the bit and half due to arousal). he raised his eyes up slowly, pupils trialing over your belly, swirling at your chest, and finally landing on the pair of eyes staring back at him expectantly.

“so shy- mmh!”

caleb shuts your teasing up by surging forward, messily eating you out as best he could with the bit in the way. the metal pressed and slid against your wetness, the pressure causing your hips to stutter forward against caleb’s tongue.

he hummed and gripped your inner thighs, thumbs spreading your outer lips apart. he angled his head to the side in an attempt to bury his face further into your pussy, but the bit held him back, like a dog with a stick in its mouth trying to get through a fence.

one of your hands tangled in his hair, not gripping but just resting there, letting him make his own desperate choices.

caleb whined in frustration from being unable to eat you out properly- what a failure he was! he glanced back up at you and shivered at the sharp gaze you were giving him. he could tell you were happy enough but losing interest rapidly.

newly invigorated, he moved his head upwards and kitten licked your clit to clean the sticky juices off of it. once it was clean he blew on it, cock throbbing uselessly in his pants as he watches your pretty little clit twitch in response.

your vision was unfocused, barely able to make caleb out as he finally was starting to bring you close to cumming.

caleb placed a messy kiss on your clit before rubbing the bit between his teeth against your clit. the cool metal against your sensitive, dry clit made you gasp and arch your back, fingers tightening in caleb’s hair. the friction and temperature made your lower spine tingle.

“hhmmmm! such a good- ah- boy you are- oh my god..” you try to praise him but lose grip on any functioning part of your brain, moaning embarrassingly loud instead. you swear the second the metal bit touched your clit it short circuited your brain, leaving you stupid and woozy.

caleb lets his drool coat the bit before guiding the metal in circles against your now puffy clit using his mouth, the lubrication helping it glide smoothly.

“oh- oh fuck, yes! god don’t stop-” you grip his hair and rock your hips against the bit, eyes rolling back as heat needles over your skin, cum splattering onto caleb’s face.

when the lusty haze caleb put you in finally clears, you see him raised up on his knees in front of you. the bit was now out of his mouth and dangling from his pointer finger, drool dripping off of it lewdly.

he smirked and tilted his head slightly, all signs of his previous submission long gone. “your turn.”

a/n: this is bunsss i haven't written caleb in 49 days soo not too much on me plz😹i forgot who he is icl

tags: @colonelkaboom @sweetcalebb @heartyluv @rafayelkisses @wetforsylus @angeleclair @insidious-innocence @xaviersbunny @deepspacenova @silverianni @paintedperidot @luvleixo @gardenialily @xinghuisknight

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this is the bit i was imagining btw. its actually meant for horses and i couldnt find anything similarly shapes for humans :/ but just imagine it is for humans LMAO but the long bit was in his mouth and im imagining the circles were like by his ears and were held on his head by a harness you can tighten?? idk.