Pathetic Caleb Who Is Desperate For Ur Pussy, There's Not A Day That Goes By Without His Face Between

I need Caleb to be a good big brother for his transmasc little brother 😇 teaching him how to get off like a boy for the first time, stealing his boxers, getting obsessed with how his scent changes from the testosterone

Randomly slept for 14 hours. I think Xavier took over my body

what if mc overwhelmed by/with guilt after finding out all the sacrifices rafayel has made for her at the cost of lemuria she uses the bond for one last comand. for rafayel to take her heart. it always belonged to him anyways.

rafayel is pleading, crying as his body reaches for his dagger against his will, his movements too stiff, nothing like his graceful and light usual behaviour. mc just smiles warmly at him, shushing his cries and repeating again and again "its okay"

POV: Xavier.

Caleb has BPD and Xavier is autistic you can’t convince me otherwise

lonely millionaire

synopsis: sylus likes when you spend his money.

tags: suggestive (mdni), sylus sits you on his lap while you drain his bank account, it's for a cute reason though, dry humping, size difference, teasing, sylus is a scoundrel, use of "kitten" and "sweetie" cause we stick to the canon over here pairing: sylus x reader, reader is mc word count: 640

a/n: i don't really have anything to sa—omg this is my first non-caleb post! but yeah i've been thinking of this for a while. this is the most explicitly sexual thing i've written with worse to come

“Why don’t you get that one, too?” Sylus rumbles into your neck, pointing to a luxurious dress on your screen.

You’re seated on his lap in the bed you share, his legs caging your smaller frame while he peeks over your shoulder at the laptop in front of you. For the last 40 minutes, you’d been browsing the website of the most exclusive boutique in Linkon. It’d been Sylus’s idea—To get you something nice for being such a good hunter, he’d said—but as he urges you to keep adding opulent pieces to your cart—dresses, skirts, shoes, you name it—you start to suspect an ulterior motive. 

Restless, you turn around to face him. But before you can speak, he steals your lips in a lewd, wet kiss, his thumb holding your chin in place while he swipes his tongue through your mouth. 

“Hmm?” he hums when he releases you, expectantly peering into your eyes. 

Dumbfounded, you stare up at him before his slow smirk jolts you back into your right state of mind. “Sylus! Stop distracting me. You’re enjoying this, aren't you?” you accuse with a glare. 

“I don’t particularly enjoy being your distraction, kitten. I’d rather have all your attention in the first place,” he replies, wearing an infuriating look of triumph. 

“You know what I mean,” you whine, thwacking his shoulder in exasperation. “You have me in your lap while I spend enough to buy a house on things I don’t need. I don’t get it—are you enjoying this?” 

Sylus blinks lazily. Slowly, he chuckles before rolling his hips into the plush of your backside. “You’re well aware of how much I'm enjoying it, sweetie.” 

Startled, you jerk your hands to his thighs, the laptop landing onto the bed with a soft thud. “Sylus,” you breathe, a whimper escaping you as he grinds upwards again. “I-Is this really okay? You’ve been so tired lately, you can’t hide it from me. What if I spend too much and you have to work harder?”

Sighing, Sylus snakes one thick arm around your waist, pulling you further back into his chest. As he splays his large hand across your belly, you feel his body warming yours, making your core clench with need.

“Kitten,” he drawls, nuzzling your shoulder. “When I’m out there making Onychinus deals, putting my life on the line just to come home coated in someone else’s blood—it gets…tedious, sometimes. Sometimes I wonder if I should give it all up so we can start fresh somewhere new,” he confesses, pressing an open-mouthed kiss to your neck. “But having you here with me, knowing I'm putting my life on the line for you? So you can spend what I earn for you, so I can give you all the pretty little things you could possibly ask for? It makes it worth it, kitten. It brings me…peace. Satisfaction.” 

Throughout his musings, he’s been rubbing you harder and harder against his rigid length. Feeling it pulse beneath you, you moan softly and reach your arm back, threading your fingers in his hair. “As long as…as long as you like it,” you pant. “Want you to be happy.”  

His deep chuckle hits your neck, sending shockwaves down your spine. “Won’t you help me relax, then? After all, I've been so tired lately,” he mocks, nipping your ear. 

“Now,” he starts again. “How about you look at the accessories page next, hmm? Let’s see the handbags.”

It’s an hour later when Sylus is finally satisfied with the subtotal of your shopping cart. 

He holds his card out in front of you while you type in the information, and once the order goes through, he captures your lips in a kiss, tender but claiming. 

“What’s your schedule for tomorrow look like, sweetie?” he rumbles, pressing you close. “I think I’d like to look at some jewelry.”

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.

vampire lover who cums in his pants simply from feeding off of you :((( the mixture of your scent and your blood and the pheromones is just too much and for the first time in centuries someone holds that kind of power over him :((((((((((

Hey I know you don’t do pregnancy so discard this if it’s too closely related for you! Personally, I can’t do pregnancy or kids either but love a man who wants to fill me up.

Do you think Caleb has a breeding kink?

Okay I hate pregnancy and children but being filled?? Bro im begging for it. I would argue that Caleb prefers finishing inside, but not to the point of it being a kink if that makes sense. More so he just can’t control himself once he’s inside and ends up cumming inside regardless of intent 😇

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.