Caleb And Mc 💕

Your latest ask ate (munched) and left no crumbs. Now I need Infold to make an audio of Caleb begging for something. God I just know his voice actor would be so whiny and desperately pathetic! Also have you heard the level 55 affinity secret times? That little growl when he says “the authority to command me” does unholy things to meeee😩

I HAVE OMG I need him so bad 😭 I understand why Infold doesn’t share the VA’s info but at the same time I wish they would so I could pay for custom work 😩

Are you guys familiar with the audio from a movie where Josh Hutcherson is saying “I’ll be such a good boy, you won’t even have to use the muzzle” or something because I Need Caleb’s VA to read that

ladstwt is so far up my asshole goddamn can i just exist

cw: dubcon, nsfw

if there's a hobby caleb enjoys doing that involves you, it's to jack off to the sound of your voice on the phone. on a random friday, during a casual phone call, you decided to dial caleb's number to ask for his opinion about phone models. you wanted to purchase a new one.

but as caleb continuously panted heavily into the line, trying to disguise his ragged breaths as the exertion of his strenous work-out, you couldn't help but feel uneasy. "twenty-six... twenty-seven… ngh—yeah, i’m here. keep talking, i’m listening." he squeezed his shaft tighter, imagining your dainty fingers wrapped around his girth, mouth slightly ajar from the short, sharp gasps he constantly let out.

"are you really working out, caleb?" you furrowed your brows, trying to capture the sounds he was making carefully.

"thirty-nine… forty—hnnh… yeah, you really called during my set." caleb let out a soft, breathy chuckle as he picked up his pace, his hand gliding over his saliva-slicked cock. between his fingers was your black-laced panty that you lost, the undergarment that he cheekily hid in his pockets when you did laundry together. he shakily exhales through his mouth, then gave a particularly loud grunt. "fifty… hnnnh, fuck—"

you whisper into the phone, horrified. "caleb! are you normally this loud?"

"y-you called me now of all times, pipsqueak. what'd you expect?" he lowers his voice, sultry even through the panting. "you still thinkin' bout those phones?" caleb grunted once more, his cock pulsing and leaking pre-cum as he stroked it with wild abandon, the obscene sound of his self-pleasure filling the corners of his dark bedroom. he absolutely enjoys doing this, getting off from the thought of you being painfully clueless to his sickening intentions and depraved lust. "sixty-one… hah… sixty-two—ngh—shit… i'm shaking…"

you turned your back, clutching your phone tighter as your ears turn redder. "caleb, seriously—do you have to sound like you're doing something indecent?!"

caleb grinned against the phone, "i am doing something indecent. thinkin' about you while i'm like this." he smirks at his own innuendo, involuntarily jerking his hips upward as he neared his release. goddamn, it feels so good. you feel so good. sometimes, he just wants to pounce on you and take you without your consent. "can’t help it… every time i pump—i mean, push down, i’m p-picturing you. m-mouth open. those wide eyes… shit—sixty-five…"

in a hushed panic, you mutter, "what??"

"say my name, just once. i'll... i'll make it to a hundred if you do." there's no use denying him. so when you reluctantly pronounced his name, that melodic voice of yours blessing his ears while he chased after his climax, the way he breathlessly moaned your name didn't go unnoticed. caleb gave his own dick one last squeeze before falling his head back, a bead of sweat rolling down his throat. a beat of silence follows, then his tone softens, almost satisfied, because he most definitely was, just from the feeling of his cum endlessly gushing out of his tip. "good girl..."

Caleb realising you have a uniform kink, and exploiting the way you melt for him when he's all dressed up.

Sometimes he comes home before changing on purpose, just to watch the way your smile falls when you meet him at the door and see him in uniform. He picks up on it immediately— your desperation. How your breath catches in your throat and your eyes trail ever so shamelessly down his body, he loves the attention.

The feel of his gloved hands on your skin, on your neck. His uniform being the only thing you see: no safety in Calebs familiar body, just the fear the colonel sends coursing through you. His clothed knee wedging your legs apart, totally manhandling you into a desired position. No one there to save you.

Grasping onto his uniform as he pushes inside of you, fingers slipping under his coat. Trying your best not to make a mess of his clothes, not the ones he works in, the ones that will smell like you by the time he's finished with you regardless.

Making so much noise that he has to cover your mouth with his hand, letting you bite down on his gloves. If he's lucky, you'll leave behind a bite mark to remind him is just what that uniform does to you. A welcome distraction from work <3

cw for somno and dubcon (and implied pseudocest bc caleb)

sharing a bed with caleb and you happen to wake up before him. you take the opportunity to study his face (not like you don't already have every little detail memorized) and the slope of his neck and his broad shoulders. your hand rests over his heart, feeling the steady beat that your own is mirroring.

you should be content with this quiet moment. but you're not. you've always been curious about what you aren't allowed to see. and when your hand trails down his chest, feeling the firm muscle underneath his thin shirt, excitement begins to flood your veins.

morning wood. exactly what you were hoping for. it's wrong — not only because he's asleep and you're taking advantage of him in this vulnerable state, but also because he's like a brother to you. but you really, really want to know.

your fingers are featherlight as you gently brush them along the bulge, your eyes constantly flickering between his crotch and his expression, watching for any sign of him stirring. even with just this, you can tell that he's big. you had a hunch based off other times you've been able to sneak glances and when he's worn those gray sweats that make him unfairly attractive. his dick print always looked impressive.

carefully, you pull down the waistband of his pants, your heart pounding in your chest when caleb groans softly. still asleep. guilt swirls in your stomach and you know you should stop but you're too close to do anything other than continue.

after what feels like an eternity, you manage to shimmy his pants down enough for his heavy cock to be freed. it twitches under your gaze, still semi soft and absolutely mouth watering. your mind immediately begins to wonder how it would feel on your tongue. what it would taste like, the sounds caleb would make as you take more and more of his length down your throat, if you would even be able to get it all in your mouth.

with another glance to his peaceful expression to ensure he didn't wake up, your fingertips graze along his velvety soft shaft. he reacts beautifully — eyebrows furrowing slightly, hips jerking forward as if chasing your touch, and lips parting to take in a shaky breath. it's a sight and experience that you could easily get addicted to.

your touches get bolder, driven by a deep seated desire and hunger. your thumb swipes over his slit, gathering a small drop of precum before you gently swirl it on his tip, testing how far you can go.

you know you're playing with fire, every touch adding fuel to the flame that threatens to burn you alive. so when caleb groans softly, his dick twitching under your hand, you decide to stop pressing your luck.

caleb hides his disappointment as you carefully tuck him back into his pants, eyes staying closed and hoping his heartbeat will slow down before you realize just how fast it's racing from your curiosity.

Plz elaborate on your opinions!

$70… Xavier count your days

I need someone to edit Caleb to meant to be yours from heathers the music PLEASE

Anons please stop worrying about your asks being “too weird” I promise they’re not 😭❤️ I’m much freakier than you think

I need to suck Caleb’s bulge thru his boxers send tweet