Listen. Sometimes I Just Want To Be Held Like This, Okay? 😭

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$70… Xavier count your days

MC: I have a wife.

Tara: Really? I didn't know you were a lesbian! Can I see her?

Xavier, walking by: Hey, babe.

Tara: That's.. a man.

MC: Yes.

Xavier:

MC, clutching onto Xavier's arm: A man who is my wife.

6:13 a/n: more pathetic loser nerd boyfriend Caleb and bratty reader. mdni.

Caleb. Caleb crying, cheeks all rosy and he's so pathetic in how he wants you. And Caleb wouldn't normally stoop to this level, but you've been so mean lately and he can't find it in himself to be mean back! Not to you!

And lately, he's been needing to put bandaids on his nipples cause they're just so damn sensitive from all your teasing- it hurts to even put a shirt on cause when it grazes against the fabric it stings. Pinching, rolling- hell, your teeth tugging at them when you got your mouth on him. And really, it's his fault for indulging in your whims every time you wanted to mess with him. Really!

Because every single time you gave him that look, or touched him like that, he sighed, in defeat, and let you do as you wish. Snaking your hands up his shirt, maybe pulling it up... whatever way it took for you to get access, you would do it. And you...you're impatient. If the damn shirt doesn't come off, you would just rip it off- if you could. Sometimes you'd have to settle for messing with him with his clothes on.

***

His glasses are gone, he's already panting, and you've barely played with him. "What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?" You emphasize that last "g" with a hard tug on one of his nipples, and he nearly whines. You kiss his cheek, adoringly before pushing his formerly puffy now perked-up nipples inwards. His ears are burning, his cheeks are on fire, and he's 99% sure- no, 100% sure that you wore that stupid shirt on purpose, no bra in sight. He can see right down your tits, and somehow down the valley of your stomach. And worst of all, he can see you pushing your thighs together. You were just as bad as him. You were just better at hiding it.

***

He just can't help it, shivering in a perverted delight as he digs under your bathroom sink for the bandaids again. This time, they were a cute Hello Kitty pattern. Fitting. The pink matched his nipples.

Caleb innocently begging his little sister to keep him updated on her life while he’s away at the DAA. She’s so excited to catch him up on everything that he’s missed that she doesn’t hear his breathing becoming more ragged on the other line

I wanna get high with the lads boys so bad

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

Wip

i promise she’s listening

Great heavens he’s so caked up