Please send me freaky Caleb or Xavier fics I’m starving
Plz send asks I need inspiration for some freaky writing
Please rec any dead dove Caleb or Xavier fics I’m starving
I think we have bigger problems in the world than some people being into problematic fanfic tropes but maybe that’s just me
I wanna write self indulgent transmasc mc x Caleb brocest ,, would anyone be interested in reading?
Pathetic Caleb who is desperate for ur pussy, there's not a day that goes by without his face between your thighs,Reader giving him a pussy ban and he's doing his best to not dive in whenever reader is doing basic domestic things,like make him cry and beg for it
Thank you anon let’s fucking go
It’s getting to the point where you can’t go a day without Caleb begging for your pussy. Even after a hard day of work, you come home and he’s practically salivating at the idea of drowning in your juices. Barely a step through the door to his apartment and he’s trying to tear off your clothes, guiding you to relax on the couch or the bed, it doesn’t matter as long as he can get between those soft thighs of yours. But it’s too much, it’s like he’s sucked your clit raw from eating you out day after day without break. You feel your overstimulated bud rubbing against your panties during the workday and you decide it’s time for a break.
“Caleb, wait-“ you can’t even finish your sentence before he’s using his evol to close the door behind you, pushing you against it and shoving his lips against yours.
“We need to talk.” You finally manage to speak when he pulls away to breathe. He looks at you with those classic puppy eyes and you almost relent, but you need to set this boundary, even if it’s only temporary.
“Can we do something else tonight? I love when you eat me out it’s just..” you trail off as you see his face fall, knowing his mind is reeling.
Was he not making you feel good enough? There’s no way you were faking your orgasms, he was sure of that, but was there something he was doing wrong?
You cup his cheek with your palm, reassuring his nerves.
“You didn’t do anything wrong, Caleb. I …” you sigh, realizing you’re going to have to put it bluntly.
“My clit hurts from you sucking on it nightly..”
His immediate relief is clear before he furrows his brows once again.
“You’re saying we need to stop? But-“ he cuts himself off. He’d never want to hurt you, but he craves your taste. He’d gone the whole day dreaming about drinking in your sweet slick, now you’re telling him he has to go without?
“I understand, I’m sorry, pipsqueak.” He smiles, but you can tell it’s not genuine.
***
You’re once again throwing your head back against the pillows, your back arching as he brings you close to your second orgasm of the night. There’s no doubt he loves the sight of your pleasure, but he can feel his mouth grow dry with desire. Caleb’s eyes dart downward, longingly gazing at where your bodies become one. You’re drenched in a combination of both of your liquids and he’s desperate for a taste. That’s all he needs. A taste.
He can’t control himself. You’re still riding out your high as he pulls out, giving one long kiss to your sopping cunt, desperately drinking it in as much as he can before you realize what’s happening.
“I’m sorry.” He mumbles between your thighs, the movement of his lips only causing your orgasm to be drawn out further. He’ll take a break from it tomorrow, but tonight he needs his fill.
Pleaseee give me more things to write about because I’m incapable of coming up with my own ideas
kinda obsessed with how gritty and borderline depraved your version of Caleb is😍🥵 do you think he gets jealous easily?
Sorry omg I’m so down bad for pervs 😭 but YES he would absolutely be the most jealous guy in the world
Gonna make this one a little more fucked up just a warning
Caleb hated when anyone so much as looked at you. It didn’t matter who they were: they could be coworkers, friends, even a barista; it didn’t matter. In his eyes, you were his, he should be the only one to lay eyes on you.
It was manageable at first- he’d limit himself to glaring daggers and balling his fists while giving the fakest of smiles. But with time, he began to slip up. That barista that had remembered your order stopped showing up to work, and your friends started canceling plans. But Caleb covered his tracks, you’d never have to know how much he did for you. He’d always be there to support you when you were upset that no one seemed to want to spend time with you anymore. He was all you needed anyway.
You stopped going out, and he made no effort to change that. He wanted nothing more than to keep you to himself- only he could protect you. It’s not like you needed two incomes anyway, being a colonel supported the both of you, and it kept you away from that coworker he never liked.
Eventually you started going out again, after all, it was a new year. Then the door started malfunctioning. It was weird, Caleb never seemed to have the same issue, but he explained that it must’ve been a technical problem and that was enough for you. He always kept you entertained, fed, clean… happy for the most part.
Let me know if you’d like me to write more
r u ok with somnophilia?
bc I can’t help but think Caleb would eventually escalate from sniffing MC’s panties to touching himself while looking at her, and then maybe cumming on her, and then what if he rubs his cum on her slit (god she’s already so wet for him), and then….
YES I’m a massive fan of somno personally obv TW for that below the cut
I think he’d be so pervy about it because he doesn’t want to wake her up, but she looks so cute all curled up next to him. At first he settles with just stroking himself while admiring how adorable she looks, but then she adjusts her position in her sleep, revealing more of her skin…
She’s such a deep sleeper, he just has to be gentle. In her new position he realizes he can grind against her thighs, and god are they soft. They feel so warm as he slides himself in and out, not realizing that with each thrust he’s getting closer and closer to her pussy until he can hear the obscene squelching as their juices mingle. It’s here when he loses all control, using one hand to cover his mouth in an attempt to muffle his moans and the other to hold him up over MC’s body as he rapidly thrusts against her wet core. Clearly her body wanted this even if she wasn’t conscious, right? He’s only doing what’s best for her.
She’s such a deep sleeper that she only wakes up hours later, still cuddled up to her big brother, but there’s more than her own slick between her thighs.
Caleb’s friends from college realizing that his new “girlfriend” has the same name as his sister he mentioned a while back. They don’t say anything just to see how far he’ll go. Not thinking they’d ever have to overhear him fucking her in the next room while she moans his name. Gross.
They knew he turned down every girl who ever showed interest, but they never thought for a moment that she was the reason why.
Your headcanons are so delicious🤌
Can you imagine taking Caleb’s virginity? All those years of pining and teasing and cold, cold showers….
Thank you for this omg I love virgin Caleb
Surely Caleb must have realized how thin the walls are by now. Even with his shirt in his mouth to muffle his whines it was obvious what he was doing every night.. and morning.. and sometimes in the middle of the day. Did he not realize how obvious he was being when he suddenly excused himself to go take a cold shower after your cuddling on the couch got a little more touchy than usual?
This time was no different. It was late- you both should’ve been asleep by now. Instead you lay awake in bed, staring at the ceiling while trying to block out the sound of your adopted brother thrusting into his hand on the other side of the wall. You normally wouldn’t mind- sometimes you’d even press your ear against the wall and close your eyes, trying to imagine how he looks as he whimpers against his sheets. Tonight, however, you needed to sleep and his pathetic little noises weren’t helping.
Caleb never locked his door; he’d always reminded you that he would always be there for you whenever you needed him. He’d never thought you’d need him at 11:30 PM though.
Dressed in one of the shirts you’d stolen from him and nothing else, you swing open his door right as your name escapes his lips.
He scrambles to cover himself, but the friction of his sheets against his painfully hard cock sends a shiver through his body and a quiet yelp slips out.
“Having trouble sleeping?” He finally manages to stutter as if he’d not been moaning your name moments prior. Then his eyes slide down your body, seeing nothing but bare skin under his shirt. The fabric barely conceals you, covering just enough to hide the wetness between your thighs.
“You’re being too loud.”
You wouldn’t normally be this bold, but those years of secretly sneaking lustful glances at each other, of hands wandering just a little too far for siblings, and ensuring that no one came between the two of you had led you to this moment. He doesn’t stop you when you pull back his sheets; he just gives you those pathetic puppy eyes as the cold air hits his sensitive skin.
“I’m sorry”
Ignoring his words, you climb on top of him, legs straddling his as you cover his mouth with your palm.
“Be quiet.”
He’s never felt himself ache like this before. His eyes widen as your other hand slips downwards, wrapping itself around his cock. Caleb shakes his head as his eyes beg you to stop. You shouldn’t be doing this. But you know he needs it. You’ve heard him mumbling fantasies just like this countless times from the other side of the wall. He needs it.
His eyes roll back as he feels you press him against your drenched core. It takes everything in him not to climax right then and there, but he manages to hold out. You slip his length inside with ease as if you were made for each other. His whole body trembles beneath you as you feel him panting beneath your palm. His whines only get louder as you move- not even riding him, just readjusting your position. It’s clear he can’t take much more. His eyes meet yours once more and he silently pleads for it to stop- he can’t take it, it’s too much. You nod, the gesture giving him enough confirmation that he had permission.
You take your palm away from his lips as he cums, his whole body shaking from pleasure as he whimpers and moans before your lips crash against his. Caleb’s hands move to your hair, wrapping themselves around you just to hold you closer. Your lips against his are the only thing stopping him from waking the whole neighborhood with his desperate whines.
Eventually, he comes down from his high and you manage to peel yourself away from him, allowing him to catch his breath. He can’t meet your eyes, ashamed of reaching his peak within seconds of being inside of you. You slowly move away, releasing him from the softness and warmth of your pussy. Just that act alone causes him to choke and you can see a tiny dribble of cum escape his tip. While he’s still catching his breath, you lean down and kiss it, licking up the tiny droplets that slip down the side. Then you simply hop up and give him a teasing grin before giving him a quick peck on the lips, letting him taste himself.
He’s still in a daze as you slip out of his room and back into your own, but a few minutes later you hear the sound water running. It seems like another cold shower is needed.
MC who’s just as, if not more possessive than Caleb.
Caleb had always been popular with the ladies, the only thing holding back his romantic life being his weirdly close relationship with his sister. It had been manageable while they were kids, but as he got older, Caleb noticed the attention he’d once received had begun to dwindle. Faces he’d gotten accustomed to seeing had started disappearing.
The hunter’s academy had proven useful in teaching MC to get rid of more than just wanderers. He should thank her for ridding the planet of any distractions keeping them apart.
Caleb offering to do your laundry because he’s such a caring big brother. Wondering how many pairs of panties he can steal before you’ll notice. Desperately whining for forgiveness as he stains the lacy fabric with his cum.
It doesn’t help when he sees you wearing that same pair the next day.
Xavier sneaking onto MCs balcony when he hears something going on downstairs. The curtains are pulled most of the way closed, but there’s just enough room to see Caleb eating her out on the couch. Despite the raging jealousy in his heart, Xavier is as hard as a rock.
He covers his mouth as he palms himself through his hunter’s uniform, desperately trying to imagine himself in Caleb’s position. He’s fantasized about tasting her sweetness countless times, once even going as far as to steal her panties she’d left out after getting changed just so he could smell her lingering scent. But nothing could compare to the real thing- he needed her wetness on his tongue, needed to make her scream his name.
The lights flickered. Fuck. He was close.
It’s not enough. He unbuckles his belt as quietly as he can before slipping his boxers down far enough to touch his aching cock. Small whimpers escape his lips as he gazes lustfully at MC’s blissed out expression. She should be moaning his name. Caleb should have stayed dead.
Any coherent thought escapes him as MC arches her back, grabbing a fistful of Caleb’s hair as she finally climaxes. Xavier can barely steady himself on the balcony’s rail in time as he coats his uniform in a fresh layer of white right before everything goes dark.
Caleb’s eyes dart to the window as a flash of bright light fills the room before disappearing, leaving the two surrounded by darkness as the lights blow. No thunder follows, but he swears he hears the balcony door above him slide shut.