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For as long as you could remember, body image had been a constant struggle. A voice in the depths of your mind constantly shamed and disgusted you for how you looked. It was a daily battle to keep this voice at bay, but it grew louder whenever you were with your boyfriend, Caleb. Public or private, you couldn't shake the feeling of shame and guilt that came with his presence.
Despite your best efforts, you managed to hide this side of yourself from Caleb. You didn't want to burden him with your insecurities; he already had enough on his plate. But today, something shifted. Maybe it was the stress of getting ready for your dinner date with Caleb, or perhaps it was just exhaustion from constantly fighting against the negative thoughts.
As you stood in front of the tall mirror in your bedroom, preparing for the evening ahead, the voice in your head grew louder and more relentless. Each passing minute brought you closer to leaving for the dinner, and with it came a sense of dread. With a shake of your head and a groan of frustration, you gazed at your reflection in the mirror.
Nothing felt right - not your body, makeup, hair, face, or dress. Every part of you seemed wrong and out of place. You couldn't escape the feeling that you were wrong, down to the core of your being. With a heavy sigh, you pinched the bridge of your nose in defeat. Perhaps it would be easier to cancel tonight's plans and spare both yourself and Caleb the embarrassment of being seen like this.
Abruptly, a gentle tapping on the wooden frame of your door startled you from your brooding state. Caleb's imposing figure leaned against the door, his warm purple eyes locking with yours. The tall male was dressed impeccably in a simple suit - sleek black trousers, a slightly unbuttoned white shirt revealing the gleam of his metal chain necklace, and a dark navy blazer accentuating his broad shoulders. As always, he looked strikingly handsome to you.
"Are you ready?" he asked, tilting his head slightly as he took in your appearance. You couldn't help but feel a pang of shame as you followed his gaze, hoping he wouldn't notice just how terrible you looked in that moment.
Clearing your throat, you turned away from the mirror and faced him, avoiding your own reflection. "Actually, I know we planned this ages ago and you were excited about the food, but I'm not feeling well," you said, trying to sound sincere. But lying to Caleb was never easy. He had always been able to see through your façade since you were kids. He could spot your tell from a mile away.
Caleb hummed before stepping away from the door and approaching you. His large hands gently gripped your waist, sending a shiver up your body. Not a pleasant one, but one filled with embarrassment and disgust. You hated that he could feel your body like this, especially when you felt like you didn't look your best.
Caleb's lips brushed against your forehead in a sweet, comforting kiss. His hand reached up to feel your forehead, checking for any sign of fever. "Temperature seems fine, what's wrong?" he asked with genuine concern, his piercing violet eyes filled with worry.
You felt a twinge of guilt for lying to him, but you couldn't bear the thought of anyone seeing you like this tonight, not even Caleb. Pushing slightly away, you placed your hands on his crisp white shirt and hung your head low, avoiding eye contact. You knew that if you looked into his deep purples, tears would start streaming down your face. "Eh, nothing," you mumbled, trying to play off your discomfort. "Just a sore stomach and a headache," another lie.
But Caleb wasn't convinced and gently took your chin in his hand, lifting your head up to meet his gaze. His thumb grazed the skin under your eye as he studied your face intently.
You wanted to pull away, fearing that he would see all of your flaws under the harsh yellow light of your room. Closing your eyes and trying to turn away, you could feel the tears welling up in the corners of your eyes. You couldn't keep up the pretence for long; the floodgates were about to burst open.
A deep sigh escaped from Caleb's lips, his disappointment clear in the furrow of his brow and the slight downturn of his mouth. You knew he had every reason to dislike you, but instead of pushing you away, he pulled you closer. His large hands gently petted your head, soothing as he leaned down to press a kiss onto the top of your head.
"Alright, we can stay in. Maybe we can order something later once you start feelin' better," he offered softly before pulling away from your embrace.
You couldn't bring yourself to look him in the eye, still feeling guilty for causing him any kind of distress. With a slight clearing of his throat, Caleb made his way towards the door of your room, shutting it quietly behind him. Believing that you were now alone, you took a deep breath and hugged yourself tightly, cursing yourself under your breath for making things difficult.
But just as you were about to let yourself finally break down, a soft thud echoed through the room, catching your attention. You turned to see Caleb standing by the door, his navy blue blazer discarded on the floor next to him. He leaned against the doorframe, untying his Oxford shoes and setting them aside.
He finally met your gaze with a smile and nodded towards the bed. "Sit," he instructed gently before turning off the light in the room. You hesitated, afraid to speak or protest knowing that your voice would betray you. But eventually, you complied with his request and made your way over to sit on the edge of the bed, waiting for Caleb to approach you.
He knelt down in front of you, causing your eyebrows to rise in confusion. Caleb's warm and gentle touch on the back of your leg took you by surprise as he pulled it closer to him. His long and nimble fingers worked their way down your skin until they reached your shoes, which he carefully removed and set aside. He then crawled into bed, gesturing for you to join him.
Feeling a bit apprehensive, you hesitantly crawled next to him. He laid down on his back and wrapped his arms around your waist once more, sending another unpleasant shiver through your body. You rested your head on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart which brought a sense of calm to your mind. Maybe his company wasn't so bad after all.
"Do you want some painkillers or water?" he asked, his fingers lightly brushing the curve of your waist as you fought to ignore the uncomfortable sensation in your stomach.
You shook your head against his chest, mumbling a muffled "No."
"I thought you said you had a headache and stomach pain," he teased, his tone light and playful.
Your eyes widened. You had already forgotten about your lie, caught up in the moment with Caleb's warmth and presence. "Right, I did say that, but I just wanna stay like this, don't want you to go," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper.
At your words, you swear you could feel Caleb's heartbeat increase just a bit beneath his skin. His hand tightened its hold on your waist as his thumb gently caressed the curve of your waist. The evening light flooded through the window, casting a warm glow over the two of you. It felt like hours as you held onto each other, lost in the peacefulness of the moment.
But as your eyelids grew heavier and heavier by the minute, Caleb's soft voice shattered the calm. "Please talk to me," he said, his voice practically begging for connection and understanding.
You gulped, the sound echoing in your ears as you clutched his shirt tightly. Your breaths came out shaky and uneven, but you pushed through, determined to ask the question burning inside of you. You knew it was a risk, that he would probably brush off your words or ignore them altogether, but you couldn't keep quiet any longer.
"Are you ever ashamed?" Your voice quivered, betraying the fear and vulnerability you felt. You wanted to add more to your question, but your throat felt dry and constricted from nerves.
"Ashamed? Of what?" Caleb's brow furrowed in confusion.
Taking another deep breath, you continued on despite the rising panic in your chest. "Of me. Of being seen with me? Do you feel embarrassed? Do you wish I was different, looked different...or maybe you just wish-"
Before you could finish your sentence, Caleb sat up abruptly and grasped your shoulders firmly. His eyes bore into yours with a mix of concern and determination. In an instant, you felt exposed and vulnerable under his gaze, causing you to quickly look away in embarrassment as tears threatened to spill over at any moment.
His grip on your shoulders loosened, his thumbs tracing circles against your soft skin. "Where is this all coming from?" he asked, searching your face for answers.
You shrugged, trying to play it off as if you didn't know. But Caleb could see through your facade. He tilted his head, trying to meet your gaze and you saw the worry and sadness in his eyes. It was all because of you. The walls you had built around yourself were crumbling and tears began to fall uncontrollably from your eyes. With each tear, it felt like a final blow to the dam in your mind.
As you wiped away the tears with shaky hands, Caleb pulled you into a tight embrace. His heart was racing, matching the pace of your sobs. His hand moved from the back of your head to gently stroke your hair before repeating the motion. His soft lips pressed against the top of your head as he spoke softly, his voice barely audible over your cries. "What's going on? Please talk to me. I'm here for you."
Tears and snot mingled together on his shirt, the fabric damp and clinging to your skin. You couldn't help but feel pathetic, and ashamed of your outburst. Shaking your head violently against his chest, you couldn't bring yourself to speak. All you wanted was for this moment to pass and be forgotten, but deep down, you knew Caleb wouldn't let it go.
His voice was firm as he confirmed your thoughts, "I'm not letting you go until you talk to me. We can be here all night if we have to."
You didn't speak, too overwhelmed by your emotions, and instead let yourself cry as Caleb held onto you. He cooed softly, trying to soothe you and help you calm down.
After what felt like hours, your sobs slowed and eventually stopped. Your mind and body were exhausted, and with a slow breath, you pushed yourself away from Caleb's embrace. He cupped your face gently in his hands, making sure you wouldn't look away. His fingers brushed away the tears that stained your face, and he let out a sigh, shaking his head.
Your trembling lips quivered as you gazed up at him, your heart aching with uncertainty. "Are you angry at me?" you couldn't help but blurt out.
Caleb's head shook slowly, his expression soft and understanding. Instead of a sigh, a warm chuckle escaped from his lips as they gently brushed against the corner of your eye. "No. Never at you. I just want to understand what's going on."
Tears threatened to spill over once again, overwhelmed by his gentle touch and concern for your well-being. He was like a soothing balm for your soul, always there to comfort and care for you. It was maddening how much he cared, making you wonder what you had done to deserve someone like him. The answer always eluded you.
Taking a deep, shaky breath, you gathered yourself and fought back the tears that threatened to fall once more. Your head hung low in shame as you admitted, "You're going to say I'm stupid." Your hand nervously made its way to the hem of your dress, fiddling with it out of anxiety—something you often did when feeling vulnerable.
But instead of criticism, Caleb only shook his head with a gentle smile. "Never," he reassured you. "You know I think you're smart and amazing, so don't doubt yourself, and if you do I'll be here to remind you."
His words made your heart flutter and tears welled up in your eyes. You took a deep breath before continuing, "About that," you began, your words stumbling over each other in your nervousness. Caleb's thick brown brows furrowed in confusion, encouraging you to go on. "When I asked if you were ashamed of me, and embarrassed to be seen with me...I just-" You let out a deep exhale, trying to gather your thoughts and find the right words.
You lifted your gaze to meet Caleb's, searching his face for any trace of judgment or disgust. But all you found was genuine concern and a deep love reflected in his warm, purple eyes. Emboldened by his unwavering support, you took a deep breath and continued speaking. "I don't want to be overly dramatic," you began, the words trembling on your lips like leaves in the wind, "but I just really dislike myself." You couldn't help but hear the question in your voice, silently asking if Caleb felt the same way about you. "I hate my appearance and it feels impossible to change no matter how hard I try. And I do try, for you. I want to be perfect for you, for you to love me and never leave, but I always fall short," you admitted with a heavy heart.
With each word that spilled out of your mouth, Caleb's expression softened into one resembling sadness. But he didn't interrupt or dismiss your fears; he simply listened with understanding and compassion. And for that, you were grateful.
Your words were choked with emotion as you spoke, tears threatening to spill from your eyes. "I always feel guilty when we're in public. It's silly, I know, but I can't help but wonder why anyone, especially someone like you, would want to be seen with me."
But before the tears could fall, Caleb's warm hand cupped your face and he pressed his lips gently against your eyelids. His voice was firm and unwavering as he spoke, "I never knew you felt this way. You should have told me sooner." It felt like a reprimand, but also a reassurance.
As you opened your mouth to protest his words, Caleb's hands trailed delicately down to yours. His fingers intertwined with yours, his touch gentle but firm as his thumb caressed the knuckles of your hand. His gaze remained locked onto yours, full of concern and tenderness. He spoke softly, almost afraid to ask the question, "Can you tell me what you don't like?"
You swallowed nervously and hesitated before giving him an answer. It felt strange to reveal your insecurities to someone else, almost attention-seeking. But you knew deep down that he genuinely cared about you and wanted to understand. So with a tight grip on his hands for comfort, you took a deep breath and began to list all the things that came to mind. "Well," you joked dryly, trying to lighten the mood, "get ready because it's quite a list!" You could see Caleb wasn't fully with you on your jokes, so you cleared your throat and continued on, bravely laying out all your vulnerabilities for him to see.
You began listing everything you disliked about your body, from your stretchmarks to the fat rolls that occupied your stomach and back, to the soft jaw you had and the large nose that you wished were just a bit smaller, as you explained to Caleb you could see his eyes wander to every place you mentioned, yet in his eyes, you could see nothing but love and admiration.
Once you were done, Caleb's expression grew more upset by the second before he finally closed the gap between the two of you, his lips brushing gently against yours as if he were offering comfort from the kiss, you didn't pull away however, instead, your hands travelled towards his broad shoulders and the two of you deepened the kiss.
Finally, after a few moments, you both pulled away, Caleb's hands cupping your cheek before the words, "Can I show you how wrong I think you are?" he asked.
A small "Huh" escaped your lips before a trail of kisses began, starting from your nose and moving up to your eyes and brows, then down to your chin and jaw. With each kiss, the words "I love you" flowed from his lips, sending shivers down your spine. The warmth spread through you, pooling in your stomach before travelling down to your core, leaving you breathless and completely captivated by his sweet gestures.
The touch of his lips against your skin elicited a stifled moan from your throat, and you couldn't help but melt against him. At that moment, all of your fears and worries disappeared as if they were being washed away by the gentle caresses of his mouth.
Caleb's kisses trailed down your neck, leaving soft imprints of warmth on your heated skin. His touch was both tender and passionate, causing a mixture of emotions to flood through your body. As he pulled away, there was a sadness in his eyes but also a hint of something darker, something primal.
He gazed at you with an intense look, a large and warm smile forming on his lips that reached all the way to his eyes. With nimble fingers, he slowly pushed the straps of your dress off your shoulders, revealing more of your bare skin. Once again, he pressed his lips against you, this time moving from your shoulder to your collarbone. The words "I love you" escaped from his mouth once more, filling the air with a sense of love and longing.
As you spoke his name, your hand instinctively reached out to rest on the solid muscle of his bicep. His lips moved against yours with a fervent intensity, sending shivers down your spine and igniting a fire within you. Each touch of his lips brought a surge of tension to your stomach, while warmth spread throughout your core. Caleb had a way of turning situations around like this, always able to ease your worries and make you forget about any troubles. He was the master of bringing comfort in times of distress, whether it be through moments like this or other ways. With him by your side, you knew that you could never stay upset for long.
His lips lingered on your body, each kiss a fiery trail of desire. His chest rose and fell with each heavy breath as his rough hand traced the curve of your jaw, sending shivers down your spine. Slowly, he trailed his finger towards the delicate fabric of your dress, gently hooking it with his finger and pulling it down.
The silky material slid down your body, pooling at your hips and revealing your chest and stomach to him. A small smile tugged at his lips as he opened his mouth to speak. "You are so beautiful, and we won't be leavin' this room till you understand," he breathed out, his words feeling like a threat tinged with excitement.
But as the reality of him seeing you in all your vulnerability set in, doubt crept back into your mind. You reached for his hand, holding onto it tightly as your thumb caressed the calloused skin for comfort. "Caleb," you whispered, a slight furrow appearing between your brows and a frown on your face. "I don't want you to see me like this."
As you spoke, your fingers trembled as they reached for the dress that lay slumped around your hips. But before you could even begin to pull it back up, a strange sensation overcame your hands. They felt heavy and weighed down, almost as if they were being controlled by an outside force. Suddenly, they began to emit a shimmering blue glow, catching your attention and causing your eyes to narrow in confusion. You cast a wary glance at Caleb, whose once soft gaze had now turned dark and his purple irises had deepened in hue.
"Caleb..." Your voice was firm, yet tinged with teasing. "Please don't use your Evol on me."
He met your gaze with a solemn expression and whispered, "Tell me to stop and I will. You know I will." And just like that, the weight in your hands disappeared as if it had never been there.
His words lingered in your mind as his large hands settled on your waist, before they began tracing a path over your stomach with delicate movements, taking his time to explore every curve and contour of your skin. He paid special attention to the soft rolls on your body, whether on your back or stomach, making sure to caress each one with care. It felt like a dance, his fingertips gliding and swirling over your body, leaving a trail of tingling sensations in their wake. The gentle touch filled you with a sense of intimacy and longing, creating an electric connection between you both.
Your breath hitched as his mouth trailed down towards the hollow between your breasts, his warm tongue leaving a slow trail before his lips descended to place kisses along the valley of your cleavage. A soft moan escaped your lips at his tender gesture, earning a curious look from Caleb as his chin rested against the soft curve of your chest. He tilted his head, those downturned eyes now softened by affection as he gazed up at you.
"Do you still want me to stop?" He asked with a hint of playfulness in his tone before one of his hands slipped up to gently toy with one of your breasts. Another moan escaped you involuntarily, betraying any attempts at resistance or hesitation.
Your head snapped back as you vehemently shook it, and a stifled "No." quickly left your mouth. You longed to argue with him, to protect him from seeing your curves, but your body betrayed you as your hips slightly bucked in response to his touch. The heat between you was palpable, ignited by just a few kisses. You despised how effortlessly he could wrap you around his finger, leaving you powerless against the temptation of his charms.
He chuckled softly, his warm breath tickling your skin as he pressed himself against your chest. "That's what I thought," he whispered, his fingers deftly unclasping the back of your bra and slipping it off your arms, exposing your breasts to his hungry gaze. You could feel a deep sense of embarrassment creeping through your body, a rosy hue blooming on your cheeks as you watched him study your exposed form.
"Caleb, please," you pleaded, turning your head away in an attempt to hide the rush of emotions coursing through you. "It's embarrassing."
Caleb hummed in response, his finger tracing a delicate pattern over the swell of your breast. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about," he assured you, taking your hand in his own. "I love everything about you, every part of you should be admired."
Despite his words, you couldn't help but shake your head in disbelief, feeling the heat of embarrassment intensify within you. Slowly, you pulled Caleb's hand away from your chest, wanting his touch but unable to silence the nagging voice in your head.
"What's wrong?" Caleb asked, concern filling his eyes once more.
Your lips pressed into a thin line as you held onto his hands tightly, avoiding his gaze and feeling small and vulnerable. "I'm just scared," you admitted quietly, almost as if it were a question. Caleb raised his eyebrows in surprise before giving your hands a squeeze urging you to open up and share your fears.
As the words tumbled out of your mouth, you felt your heart clench with fear and vulnerability. "I know we've done this before," you began, your voice trembling, "but I always tell myself you don't enjoy it...that you're only doing it for me." Your breath hitched as you continued, "And I'm scared that you won't find me attractive." You paused, your voice falling lower and lower with every word. "That you're doing this out of pity...I-I don't know. I'm sorry."
Silence hung heavy in the air, broken only by the sound of your racing heartbeat. You braced yourself for Caleb's response, sure that he was going to confirm all your fears and leave you feeling more insecure than ever. But then, finally, he laughed. You looked up at him with a mixture of confusion and annoyance, your eyebrows furrowed and your lips slightly pouted. "Why are you laughing?" you whined, playfully pushing him away.
Caleb's laughter bubbled out of him, rich and infectious. The sound echoed through the room, filling it with joy and warmth. He was doubled over, his hand clutching his stomach as he tried to catch his breath. Finally, when he calmed down, he looked at you with pure adoration in his eyes. "Sorry," he gasped out between laughs. "I just find it crazy that those words can even leave your mouth!"
You sent him a look of confusion before crossing your arms over your chest, now covered by your soft skin. "You're not wrong for feeling this way," he said softly, making his way towards you with a gentle smile on his face. "I hope you know that. I'm actually a bit upset at myself for not making sure you feel amazing all the time."
"Why?" You asked, genuinely curious.
"Because," Caleb began, gently cupping your face in his hands, "You are so much more than just beautiful or attractive. In that big brain of yours," he said, tapping lightly on the side of your head with his finger, "You are brilliant, kind, funny and brave." His finger slowly trailed down to the soft curve of your jawline. "And physically," he continued, placing a tender kiss on your lips, "You're so fucking hot."
His words enveloped you like a warm, comforting embrace, spreading from your limbs to your core. With Caleb, every word was a sweet caress, igniting desires you never knew existed. You couldn't resist the way he could speak and make you ache with pleasure. As he gazed at you with admiration in his eyes, you shook your head slowly, trying to deny the effect he had on you. "You still doubt me?" he asked, and you nodded in a futile attempt to hide the smile tugging at your lips.
As his hands slowly made their way just above your chest, you felt a small grunt escape from your lips as he pushed you down on the soft mattress. His large frame loomed over yours, blocking out any light that might have reached your face. You could feel the cool metal of his chain against your warm skin as he leaned in to press a kiss above your chest before trailing down to the hollow between your breasts.
"You know, I'm actually glad we didn't go out tonight," he said, pushing himself back up onto his arms. Confusion filled your expression, which he could see clearly.
"That dress you were wearing...you looked so stunnin' in it. I couldn't help but feel jealous, even though we hadn't even left yet. I can't believe you were plannin’ on going out like that," he leaned down to give you a quick kiss on the lips before moving to your cheek and finally creating some distance between your bodies once more. "Were you trying to tease me, dressing like that? Flaunting yourself for everyone else to see? You know you're mine, no one else should be able to see you looking so beautiful," he said possessively, his tone hinting at both adoration and jealousy.
Despite your attempts to protest Caleb's words, you were silenced as his lips crashed against yours. The once gentle touch was now replaced by a fierce hunger, his mouth devouring yours with an urgency that took your breath away. His tongue explored every corner of your mouth, leaving no inch uncharted before he finally pulled away, his hot breath washing over your face.
"Will you let me show you how much I love you, how beautiful I find you?" Caleb pleaded, pressing another kiss to your forehead. Your mind and body were in a tumultuous battle between denying him and giving in to the passion that consumed you. In the end, it was Caleb's unwavering love and desire that won as you found yourself nodding and diving back into a passionate kiss with him.
As your lips locked in a fiery kiss, your breaths mingled and your saliva mixed, fueling the intense passion between you. Your hands roamed freely over his body, exploring every inch of skin as you both sought to lose yourselves in each other. Time seemed to stand still as the only thing that mattered was the feeling of his lips on yours.
But even as you drowned in the pleasure of his touch, an ache grew inside you. You needed more, craved it like air. The talking, the touching, it had already sent you over the edge long ago. You couldn't hold back any longer.
Breaking away from the kiss to catch your breath, your hands slowly slid up his chest and began to unbutton his white shirt. In just a few moments, it quickly fell to the floor, forgotten in the heat of the moment. "Caleb please," you whispered against his face, "I need you. Show me how beautiful I am."
At your words, Caleb shook his head with a small laugh before pressing his lips to your ear and whispering, "I'll make sure all you can think about is how pretty you are." His words sent shivers down your body, igniting a fire within.
Bucking your hips impatiently, you silently begged for more. The ache within you growing stronger with each passing moment. Oh, how you yearned for his lips on yours once again, for the touch of his mouth on your skin and the feeling of him inside you. It was pure torture.
Unable to contain yourself any longer, a shaky breath escaped your lips as you pleaded, "Hurry."
Caleb gave a small nod before swiftly unfastening the belt of his sleek trousers, leaving him clad only in navy boxers. The fabric hugged his thighs and length, revealing his arousal. Looking at his impressive physique only increased your desire. You propped yourself up on your elbows to admire the view before you. His broad chest rose and fell with each breath, evidence of your passionate kissing. Your gaze followed the path of dark brown hair that disappeared into his boxers before your eyes traced the curve of his V-line.
As you leaned back, taking in the sight before you, you couldn't help but marvel at how attractive Caleb was. It still baffled you how someone like him could be with someone like you. But as you let your mind drift, a gentle grasp on your chin brought you back to reality.
"Look at me," Caleb whispered, his eyes burning into yours. "I need you to see how much I adore you, okay?" Your heart skipped a beat at his words and you swallowed hard before nodding slowly, lost in the intensity of his gaze.
Caleb's strong hands guided you to sit up, his knees finding a place between yours. His lips traced a path of fire from your jaw to your neck, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, his mouth found its way to your chest. The warmth of his touch sent shivers down your spine and brought tears to your eyes. All the anticipation and conversation had built up inside you, leaving you yearning for any sensation he could offer. At this point, he could do anything to you, and you would gladly cry out in pleasure. It was as if every nerve in your body was on fire, begging for more of his touch.
Caleb's eager lips suckled at one of your breasts, lavishing attention on your sensitive skin. His warm fingers danced over the other breast, teasing and kneading the plush flesh. He constantly switched between the two, ensuring that both received equal amounts of pleasure. As he gently nipped and grazed his teeth over your nipple, a sharp cry escaped from your lips.
The contrast between the warmth and softness of his mouth to the sudden harshness of his teeth sent shivers down your spine. With each touch, you felt yourself growing more aroused and lost in the sensations coursing through your body. Pushing against his chest with all your strength, you managed to create some distance between you and Caleb. His confused expression quickly turned to concern as he looked into your pleading eyes. "Caleb, I can't take it anymore," you breathed out, desperation evident in your voice. "I need you."
As the tall male wiped away any traces of saliva from his lips, he leaned in closer to you, placing a gentle yet passionate kiss on your trembling lips. Cupping your face in his hands, he smiled at you before getting off the bed.
The coldness of the wooden floor sent a sudden shiver down Caleb's spine as he knelt down in front of you. With a slight hiss, he placed his large hands on your thighs, causing excitement to course through your body as you anticipated what was to come next. Your dress covered the view of what he was about to do, heightening the anticipation and desire.
It was only when Caleb's hands touched your thighs that you realised just how much you needed him. It felt like every fibre of your being was calling out for him as if he was the only one who could fulfill your deepest desires. As his hands moved closer to your sex, it was as if every touch was electrifying, making you feel like you were losing air and he was the only one who could save you from suffocating.
Caleb's hands moved in slow, deliberate circles on your thighs, each touch sending shivers down your spine and making you ache for more. His lips peppered kisses along the soft skin of your legs, slowly moving up towards your knees and thighs before repeating the pattern again.
But as much as you enjoyed his teasing touches and adoring kisses, you couldn't take it anymore. You needed him inside of you, to make you forget about the events of the day and focus solely on the pleasure he could provide.
With a frustrated huff, you moved your head to look down at him. His kiss paused as he tilted his head, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Caleb, please...I need you," you pleaded, your voice trailing off as his hands continued to wander under your dress.
"Since you asked so nicely, fine." Caleb's hands moved with agonising slowness, teasing and tantalising as they finally pulled your dress off your body. Your panties, soaked with desire, were the only barrier between him and your aching sex now. With a mischievous grin, Caleb traced his warm finger over the material covering your wet folds, causing you to let out a sharp hiss at the touch. Soon his fingers hooked onto the edge of your panties and pulled them aside, baring your drenched sex to his hungry gaze.
He let out a low chuckle at the sight, relishing in the power he held over you and enjoying every moment of it. He made sure to keep your legs open with his Evol so there was no escaping his gaze or touch, knowing exactly how to push all your buttons.
As you sat there, your body arching with each touch and kiss, you couldn't help but mutter the word "Bastard," under your breath. He always took his time with you, building up the tension until you were on the brink of ecstasy before finally indulging in his desires. It was both frustrating and exhilarating, knowing that he wanted you just as much but always held back until you came first. Pleasuring you was his number one priority above all else, a sweet gesture that left you wanting more. But in this moment, it was maddening as you longed for him to give into his own desires.
Placing one finger on your folds, Caleb withdrew it slowly before bringing it up to his mouth and licking it clean. "You're already so wet...and you taste so good," he cooed before looking back at you with an eager expression. "I know you want me, but you won't deny me my favourite part...right?" His eyes took on a puppy-like look as he playfully pleaded with you, his desire and hunger for you evident in every movement and word.
Your body was throbbing with want as you gazed at Caleb, yearning for him to ravage you and satisfy your desires, yet you gave a hesitant nod, granting him permission to do as he pleased. With a huff, you leaned your head back but before he could begin, he cleared his throat loudly and caught your attention. You raised an eyebrow and he reminded you, "Eyes on me, remember."
You nodded eagerly, your heart racing with anticipation as you begged him to start. A small chuckle escaped his lips before he leaned closer and placed a gentle kiss on your core. It wasn't much, but it sent a wave of pleasure shooting through your body. Your stomach tightened with the need for release.
Caleb wasted no time in licking at your folds and kissing your core. The only sounds in the room were his warm breath and the sweet melody of your moans as the pleasure intensified. You couldn't help but throw your head back, tears prickling at the corners of your eyes. But before long, you felt a sudden pull at your head towards Caleb. His mouth continued its skilled ministrations on your core while his intense gaze locked onto yours, sending a warning.
Part of you wanted to close your eyes and turn away from his piercing stare, embarrassed by being watched while being fulfilled in such an intimate way. But deep down, it was also incredibly alluring to have him completely focused on you like this. Caleb was determined to show you just how much he valued and desired you, using his Evol to hold you in place and keep your eyes locked onto his while he pleasured you.
Caleb's skilled tongue continued to explore and tease your sensitive sex, each lick and kiss sending shivers of pleasure through your body. As he finally paused to catch his breath, you could feel his warm, soft lips press against your throbbing clit, causing a loud cry to escape your lips. Your grip on the sheets tightened as your knuckles turned white from the intensity of the sensation.
"Fuck! Keep going," you begged, your breathing heavy and ragged. "I-I'm close," you stuttered out, your arm pressing against your mouth in an attempt to muffle your moans.
Caleb's tongue returned to circling your clit, occasionally sucking on it with just the right amount of pressure before releasing. It wasn't long before the knot in your stomach began to unravel and your legs started to shake uncontrollably. You held onto Caleb's broad shoulders for support, crying out his name as you finally reached your release.
As the high began to wear off, Caleb gently fixed your panties and then his hands caressed your stomach while his lips left tender kisses on your thighs. "You did so good, baby. You're so good for me," he murmured in between kisses, praising you for how well you responded to his touch. Finally, he released your head from his Evol and you thanked him as you rested your head on his shoulder. With one hand tracing the sharpness of his jawline, you took a few deep breaths to gather yourself back up after such an intense moment of pleasure.
Caleb saw a chance and wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you towards him. He held onto your back tightly, while one hand played with your hair and he whispered compliments and praise in your ear. The two of you were lost in each other's embrace, enveloped in a cocoon of warmth and love.
Breaking the embrace, you gazed into his eyes with a tender smile before placing a soft kiss above them. "I love you," you whispered against his skin, your voice filled with adoration. Resting your chin on his forehead, you felt the warmth of his body radiating against yours.
Caleb hummed in response, his fingers trailing down your neck and landing between your chest. A shiver ran through your body at his touch, igniting a fire within you. His words were like music to your ears as he whispered, "I love you more." You couldn't help but feel your heart swell with love for him.
Caleb's skilled fingers danced across your skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. A soft moan escaped your lips as he suddenly grazed over your sensitive nipple, sending waves of pleasure through your body. Caleb couldn't help but let out a little giggle at your reaction before tilting his head to look at you with a soft smile. "Still so sensitive?" he teased, stretching the words out.
With a nod, you confirmed the lingering sensitivity from earlier. Caleb's hands slithered down to yours, intertwining his fingers with yours as he stood up, pulling you along with him. He led you towards the side of the bed and sat down on the soft mattress, gesturing for you to straddle him.
Your heart raced as you gulped nervously, but with Caleb there for support, you took a deep breath and carefully sat on his lap. You could feel the heat and hardness of his length against your backside, causing a slight groan to escape Caleb's lips before he adjusted your position to make sure you were comfortable.
His gaze travelled from your hips up to your eyes, a small smile on his face as his hands rested on your hips, thumb brushing the shape of them. "You know you're beautiful, right?" he asked, voice soft.
"You know," you began your hand grazing his chest as you outlined his abs with your index finger, "I don't think you've shown me fully how beautiful I am, I think I might need a few more reminders."
Caleb cocked an eyebrow, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips. He could tell you were only joking, but he decided to play along anyway. "Oh? Really? Tell me then," he said, taking one of your hands in his and pressing a soft kiss to the back of it. "How can your boyfriend make sure you know just how beautiful you are?" he teased, trailing kisses down your fingers.
A playful giggle escaped your lips as you tapped your chin with your free hand, pretending to ponder his question. "Well..." you began before starting to rock your hips slowly, leaning towards his ear and nipping at his lobe. "I think he needs fuck me till I can't think," you whispered seductively. Your head rested against the curve of his neck as you placed wet kisses along his jaw and down his neck. This close, the smell of applewood and a hint of sweat emanated from him. It was a scent that you adored, one that belonged uniquely to him.
"Promise," he said, his voice strained. Soon, Caleb's grip on your hips tightened as he helped guide your movements, ensuring that you wouldn't tire out before any real fun began. The heat between your bodies intensified as the anticipation built, sending shivers down both of your spines. It was clear that things were about to get heated and neither of you could wait any longer.
As you swayed your hips, feeling the heat radiating from Caleb's body pressed against yours. His length glided between your folds, teasing your sensitive bud with each pass. The friction between your bodies caused wetness to form, making it difficult to maintain a steady rhythm.
As the fabric of your underwear grew damp with arousal, your hands clutched onto Caleb's shoulders for support. Moans escaped your lips, mingling with the sound of his grunts and heavy breathing. You could feel the build-up of tension in his body as he neared his climax.
Caleb's breaths became more ragged and a low groan escaped his lips. "Fuck," he breathed out, pressing a kiss onto your shoulder. "I'm close..." He whined out, his arm shielding his eyes from the intensity of the moment.
At the sound of his words, you abruptly halted, pulling yourself away from him. Caleb hastily removed his arm from his eyes and looked at you with a pleading expression. You couldn't help but let out a giggle as his downturned gaze softened and a small pout formed on his sharp features. Pressing your lips to his, you smiled before speaking in a teasing tone, "Sorry, but you're not cumming just yet."
Caleb scoffed at your words, but then chuckled through his nose and nodded in agreement. He then quickly yet gently pushed you off of him and onto your back before settling on top of you. His hands swiftly fiddled with the waistband of his boxers.
As he pulled down the fabric, his length slapped against his abdomen, its tip glistening with pre. With one hand wrapped around his cock, he gave it a few pumps as he threw his head back and groaned. You shook your head in amusement as you playfully swatted his hand away, causing a slight hiss to escape from his lips.
"What the hell was that for?" he whined.
"I can't let you have all the fun," you replied with a smirk, running your finger along the length of his shaft before trailing up his happy trail. "Now please, get inside me. I don't know how much longer I can wait for you," you breathed out, your fingers dancing along his arousal and your eyes locked onto his.
As your voice reached Caleb’s ears, his features seemed to shift and morph before your very eyes. In the span of mere seconds, his playful and soft expression gave way to one of hunger and primal desire. Your body couldn't deny the effect it had, like a gust of wind igniting a smouldering fire.
A soft giggle escaped your lips as Caleb's firm hands drove you into a better position. His fingers deftly moved to the side of your panties, pulling them aside to reveal your dripping sex. With a teasing motion, he pressed his erection against your entrance, tantalizing you as he slowly moved his hips up and down. His length glided smoothly between your folds, sending shivers of pleasure through your body.
Caleb kept up his movements for a few moments, eliciting moans of pleasure from you. However, frustration grew with each passing second, desire burning hot within you. Unable to contain yourself any longer, you gripped onto one of his muscular arms, your eyes pleading for him to take things further.
"Stop fucking around, just put it in already or I'll go insane," you growled through gritted teeth, your head falling back onto the soft pillow beneath you.
A smirk tugged at the corners of Caleb's lips as he halted his movements at your words. Without warning, he grasped your legs and lifted them up, hooking your ankles over his broad shoulders. Taking a moment to catch his breath, he positioned himself at your entrance before thrusting deep inside of you.
As he entered you, your body was filled with a mix of pain and pleasure. Your breath caught in your throat as Caleb fully thrust inside you, stretching and filling you with his length. But despite the unexpectedness of it all you didn't complain, instead, a loud cry of pleasure escaped your lips.
In that moment, everything was silent except for your heavy breathing and Caleb's soft voice breaking through, "You okay?" There was a hint of strain in his tone, but all you could do was nod, still trying to catch your breath. With your eyes wandering around the ceiling above, lit by the fading evening light, you finally locked gazes with Caleb's hungry purple eyes.
"Yeah, you can move now, I think," you managed to say after taking a few more deep breaths.
Caleb nodded and took both of your hands, interlocking his fingers with yours. "Okay, if it gets too much let me know and I'll stop, okay?" His concern only made you want him even more.
With a determined nod, you replied, "Yes, okay! Just start already." It was almost like a whine as you moved your hips impatiently, desperate for him to begin and make this evening one to remember. All other thoughts faded away as you focused on imagining his tip bruising your cervix and his hot cum seeping out of you. The anticipation alone sent shivers down your entire body.
With each movement of his hips, Caleb's body moved in perfect rhythm, a slow and gentle dance that built anticipation with every slow thrust. It was almost frustrating, the way he teased you with his restraint, but there was something undeniably alluring about his delicate touch.
You longed for him to give it his all until the two of you were fully spent and your bodies ached, yet there was also something intoxicating about his gentleness. His touch was like a feather on your skin, always starting off slow as if afraid to hurt or be too rough with you. But when you begged for more, he unleashed a primal force within him, moving faster and harder with every thrust. In those moments, all his instincts took over and you became lost in the raw passion of it all.
Your hands were intertwined, gripping onto his with a sense of desperation as he filled you completely with each thrust. Your body arched and contorted in response, a mixture of pleasure and pain coursing through you as his tip hit your cervix with every movement. Your walls clenched around him tightly, unable to resist the overwhelming sensations.
His breath was hot against your skin as he whispered, "You feel so good." The sound of his voice sent shivers down your spine, only adding to the intense pleasure you were experiencing. As he leaned down, the cold metal of his chain grazed against your collarbones, a stark contrast to the heat radiating from both of your bodies. His lips pressed against yours in a deep and passionate kiss, sending sparks flying between you.
The two of you continued this dance of passion for what felt like eternity, tongues swirling and exploring each other's mouths. A thin string of saliva connected your lips as you pulled away for a moment before diving back in. However, Caleb soon broke away from the kiss, leaving behind a trail of wetness on your lips.
With each thrust, the knot in your stomach unravelled a little more, bringing you closer and closer to release. Your fingers dug into Caleb's large hands as you pressed your head back into the pillow, overcome with pleasure. The slow, deliberate movements of his hips drove you wild, and you could feel yourself crying out in ecstasy. "You cry so beautifully for me," Caleb murmured, his own voice strained with desire. He leaned down to capture your lips in a searing kiss, the dog tag and small apple charm on his chain clinking softly against your skin.
"Caleb," you whimpered.
He responded with a muffled grunt, still lost in the moment. "The chain," you managed to point out. Realisation dawned on Caleb's face and he quickly removed one of his hands, turning the chain around so that the dog tag and apple charm rested between his muscular shoulder blades.
Caleb was fast to apologise before his hand quickly found yours again, intertwining your fingers as his thrusts became quicker and rougher with each passing second. A cry escaped your lips in response to the increasing intensity, "Oh god!" you screamed out before biting down on your lip, trying to contain the pleasure coursing through your body.
"Yes, yes please don't stop," you pleaded, feeling yourself on the brink of ecstasy. The sensation of him deep inside you was overwhelming, sending shivers up and down your spine. You could feel his muscles tense as he continued to move with an urgency that matched your own. The heat between you was palpable, filling the air with a heady energy.
The room was filled with the sounds of heavy breathing and skin slapping against each other, creating a symphony of pleasure. The air was thick with desire, and the only interruptions were the occasional moans and whimpers escaping from your mouths.
As promised by Caleb, your mind was consumed by him. Every thought and sensation revolved around him - his voice, his body, his touch. His presence filled you completely, leaving no room for anything else. All distractions were cast aside, and all that mattered in this moment was him - his every movement, his every breath. He was the only thing that existed in your world right now, and you revelled in it.
Suddenly, amid the intense sensation, you let out a guttural cry before the words "Cum, I-I'm gonna cum!" as the knot in your stomach finally loosened and your walls clenched around Caleb's length. Your whole body shook with ecstasy as he continued to drive himself into you, not pulling out yet but instead increasing his pace. You couldn't resist tightening your legs around him even harder, urging him on as he relentlessly chased his own release.
Even though you were spent and sensitive, every thrust from Caleb felt even better than the last. It was like he knew exactly how to push all your buttons and send you over the edge again and again.
The anticipation was palpable as Caleb's cock twitched inside you, his body tensing with pleasure. A loud groan escaped his lips as he released himself, filling you with hot spurts of cum that made your body tremble in response. Despite the intensity of his release, his thrusts remained slow and controlled, prolonging the pleasure for both of you.
You could feel his warm essence spilling out of you and sliding down the curve of your ass, leaving a trail of sticky warmth on your skin and the bed cover.
"Caleb!" you couldn't help but cry out, the mix of pleasure and need making it sound like a desperate plea.
As he continued to ravish you, Caleb let go of your hands and pressed kisses all over your chest, stomach, and face. His hips never stopped moving, driving deeper inside you with each powerful thrust.
Tears began to well up in your eyes from the overwhelming sensations coursing through your body. But Caleb was quick to kiss them away and cup your face with one hand, whispering words of love and admiration. "You're so beautiful like this," he murmured, "You're always so beautiful, I love you, yeah?"
The intensity of his words and actions elicited a wave of emotions, making it impossible for you to form coherent thoughts. All you could do was gaze into his eyes, filled with love and desire, and nod in response.
With each thrust, Caleb's body propelled yours into the depths of pleasure. The tears that had just been kissed away now flowed freely down your cheeks once more. A mixture of joy, ecstasy and overwhelming love consumed you.
As he drove into you a few more times, your legs began to tremble uncontrollably. But this time, you felt a new sensation - a rush of liquid shooting out of your body. You couldn't contain your wails as they escaped from your lips while you gripped onto Caleb's strong shoulders, your nails digging and scratching his skin in a desperate attempt to hold on to him.
Sensing your release, Caleb quickly pulled out and lifted your legs off him before gently placing them back onto the bed. The liquid continued to trickle out of your body, hitting his stomach before trickling onto the soft mattress beneath you.
As you came down from your high, Caleb's large hands enveloped your thighs gently, caressing them along with the stretch marks that adorned your soft skin. In that moment, amidst the afterglow of passion, all insecurities melted away as Caleb showed you just how beautiful he found every inch of your body.
Caleb took a moment to catch his breath, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he sat down next to you. You could feel the heat radiating off his body as he leaned in and rested his head on your chest. Your fingers instinctively tangled themselves in his dark brown locks, gently massaging his scalp in soothing circles. Skin-to-skin, the two of you lay in a state of blissful exhaustion, basking in the aftermath of your shared high.
In the quiet of the room, Caleb's hands found their way to your waist, pulling you closer to him. The queasy feeling that had been churning in your stomach earlier was now replaced with a warm, content sensation. "I hope I lived up to my promises tonight," he murmured softly, his voice tired and husky.
You hummed in response, your fingers still playing with his hair. "Both of them were fully fulfilled," you replied with a small laugh.
A comfortable silence settled between you once again, the evening sky outside now transformed into a canvas of deep blues and sparkling stars. As Caleb held onto you, his warmth enveloped your body and you felt yourself drifting off to sleep. Just before you could fully succumb to slumber, you felt the bed shift under Caleb's weight as he slowly untangled himself from your embrace.
Your fingers traced a path down his arm, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath your touch. With a gentle tug, you pulled him closer to you, and he obliged eagerly, his sharp features softened by a wide smile. His hand came up to cup your face, brushing away any stray hairs before placing a chaste kiss on your lips.
"I'll be right back, okay? Gonna bring you a towel," he murmured against your lips.
You pouted in protest, wanting nothing more than to stay wrapped up in his arms as he played with your hair and whispered sweet nothings in your ear. But with a sigh, you released his hand and watched as he left the room.
It wasn't long before Caleb returned, his boxers now fully covering his length, carrying a small towel in his arms. He crawled back onto the bed, settling himself between your parted legs. With careful hands, he gently cleaned every inch of your warm, soft skin, making sure to get into every crevice where liquids could have found their way. He tossed the damp towel onto the light brown wooden floor before returning to hover over you once again.
Caleb's lips brushed against your stomach, leaving a trail of soft kisses behind. You couldn't help but burst into laughter as he blew raspberries onto your skin, causing you to squirm and grab onto his shoulders in an attempt to push him away. "Caleb! What-what're you doing?!" you asked between fits of giggles.
He paused, his purple eyes locking onto yours with a mischievous glint before a wide grin spread across his face. "Nothin', just showin' some love," he shrugged before returning to your stomach, this time placing gentle kisses that left tingling sensations in their wake. He pressed harder on the stretch marks that adorned your skin, whispering sweet nothings against them.
"You are the most beautiful person I have ever met," he whispered, his gaze unwavering as it locked onto yours. "I just hope that next time you need reassurance, you will come to me instead of pretending to be sick and pushin' me away."
You bit your lip, feeling a pang of guilt wash over you. You knew he was right, but it was hard for you to open up and ask for help. You turned your head away, avoiding his intense gaze and focusing on the dark wall in front of you. But Caleb wasn't having any of it - he shifted on the bed and plopped down next to you, his face suddenly inches from yours.
You let out a small gasp at the unexpected closeness, but before you could pull back, Caleb's hand gently cupped your cheek. Your eyes widened in surprise as he leaned in closer, his warm breath tickling your skin. In that moment, you felt vulnerable and exposed, but also strangely comforted by his touch.
"It doesn't matter how many times I have to tell you or show you how much I care for you," he whispered, his warm breath caressing your skin. "As long as you're tellin' me alright? I'm yours and I'm here for you, so please use me as a person you can confide in."
Before you could respond, he closed the small gap between you and pressed his lips against yours. In that one kiss, you could feel all the love and sincerity he had, making your heart swell. However, you were aware that he had done it only to silence you, preventing you from protesting his words. Bastard.
Eventually, he pulled away but his hand stayed on your face, tracing over your features - your brows, eyes, nose, jaw, and chin - as if committing them to memory. Another small kiss was placed on your lips before he finally let go.
With a deep sigh, you closed your eyes and leaned into Caleb's embrace. His arms wrapped around you protectively as you nuzzled into the crook of his neck, taking comfort in his warmth and presence. He welcomed you with open arms and stroked your hair with one hand.
"Should I order us somethin'?" Caleb asked, bringing you back to reality. "We still haven't had any dinner 'cause of someone," he teased playfully.
At his words, you couldn't help but let out a small whine. "Sorry," you mumbled against his neck, feeling guilty for skipping your dinner date.
Caleb's deep, rumbling laughter echoed through the room before he shook his head, "I was just teasin', don't worry. I'm not actually mad."
You nodded against his chest, trying to calm your racing heart. Suddenly, you felt a gentle shove at your shoulders and Caleb pulled away from you. His downturned purple gaze locked onto yours, "You should go to the bathroom. I'll find somethin' really good for us to eat."
You groaned in response to his suggestion but reluctantly pulled away from his warm embrace. As you stood up and adjusted your panties on your hips, you took a few steps towards the door. But before you could leave, you felt a sharp sting on your backside, followed by the loud slap of skin against skin. Instinctively, you reached back to rub the spot and turned around with narrowed eyes to face Caleb. "Stop slapping my ass!" you exclaimed before storming out of the room.
As you made your way towards the bathroom, you could still hear Caleb's infectious laughter ringing through the walls. Despite not enjoying the feeling of being smacked, it was hard to stay angry when he showed his silly side – especially when accompanied by his beautiful laugh.