I want MY Caleb back 18+ NSFW
After three days of captivity you were actually starting to believe Caleb when he said he was never going to let you leave. At first you thought he was just messing around, but after you begged and pleaded you realize the seriousness of your circumstances. You tried your hardest to play to the emotions of the Caleb you used to know, but all that was left inside this man was the Colonel of the far space Fleet.
The panic you felt whenever he was in the same room with you steadily grew. His gaze would change from cold to gentle and full of longing, for what you couldn't be sure.
By the fourth night you attempted your escape. You picked the lock on your bedroom door and tiptoed to the front. In the darkness you quietly unlocked it and began to turn the handle.
Something cold and hard caught your hand, your eyes widening in fear. Hot breath could be felt on your ear.
"Going somewhere Pip-squeak?"
In a swift motion the front door was locked again and you were spun around to face him, your back pushed against the cold wood. Your chests were pressed together and his nose touched yours making your heart race. Panic settled into your bones.
"Hm? You didn't answer me." his gaze turned cold, you shivered against him as his hand cupped your cheek. "Where did you think you were going Y/n?" You shook your head quickly.
"I just wanted some fresh air," you gasped. His stare made your breath quicken, you'd never seen a stare so cold.
"Fresh air huh?" You nodded your head. After a few seconds of silence he turned around and, holding your wrist led you back to your room in his apartment. "I'll open the window for you then.
You sat on the bed as he opened the window for you, there was no way you could ever escape that way, you were so high up that looking down made you feel dizzy.
When he was finished he turned around to face you. He walked over to stand in front of you, but you could only stare at his feet dressed in house shoes. He reached out his hand and touched the side of your face gently.
"Is that any better?" He asked quietly. You swallowed thickly, subconsciously tilting your head away from his touch. You didn't realize you were doing it, but Caleb did. His hand slid down to your chin, gripping it gently and moving your face to look at him.
Your doe eyes met his, the gentle expression returning. With his other hand he pet your hair softly. If only he could take a picture of this face and frame it. The look of innocence and worry and guilt all captured in your eyes. You were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, he still couldn't believe that he had you back now.
"C-Caleb," you stammered. He tilted his head to the side to show that he was listening. "I'm not feeling very well." Tears welled in your eyes as you stared at him, though you tried hard to keep them at bay. You couldn't help it, this cold, chip implanted Caleb looked at you just like the real Caleb. Touched you the same way he had in your memories. How you desperately missed the Caleb in your memories. You blinked hard, trying to chase the thoughts away, tears fell down your cheeks as a result.
"I'm not feeling very well," you tried again. "Do you think I could go for a walk outside? I'll come right back after I feel better." Caleb's gentle eyes hardened just a bit.
"Isn't the air from the window the same air you would get if you were to go outside?" You looked into his purple eyes desperately, willing your Caleb to show himself.
"Please," you whispered. You closed your eyes, losing yourself in the feeling of his touch, pretending for just a moment that it was like before.
Caleb's breath hitched slightly as you leaned into his hand on your cheek. He opened it for you to nuzzle into his palm.
"Please, Caleb." You didn't know whether you were begging for him to let you go, or begging for him to go back to the way he was.
Your tears landed on his hand, causing his resolve to begin to waver. His knees almost buckled right then, he felt so weak making you feel this way. He was always the one to make you smile when you were crying, whether it was about boys or because of stress. He was never the one to make you cry, yet lately, he's the only reason you did.
You looked up at him and you gasped, the look on his face was something you hadn't seen since you were both teenagers. Something you dreamed about, but thought you would never actually be able to see again. This was your Caleb, it had to be.
His thumb gently swiped tears from your cheek, his heart aching. He wishes you could just hold you in his arms like before, but he didn't think you would accept him if he tried.
"Caleb," you whispered, calling to him, willing this side of him to stay.
He opened his mouth as if to say something, his brows furrowed in what looked like confusion. You thought you must have reached past the chip in his head, that for the first time since the blast he was actually seeing you.
"Let me go," you whispered to him.
At this his brows unfurrowed, his face fell. In just one instant he was the Colonel again. You began to cry more, your face contorting in despair.
"No, no, please come back." He was confused at your comment, he had been here the whole time. Who were you telling to come back? His hand fell from your face as you stood up.
He looked at you stoically. His eyes darkening as he recalled your words 'let me go.' He moved his face closer to yours, just a hairsbreadth away.
"No." He said definitively. And with that he walked out of your room and locked the door behind him.
The next day you woke up with puffy eyes. You threw the comforter off of you so that it was hanging halfway on the bed and closed the window that had been open all night. When you tried to open your bedroom door you found it was unlocked, like it was every morning.
As you walked into the living room you saw Caleb sitting on the couch, his ankle resting on his knee. He looked up at you with that same, familiar smile. Your heart gave a tug at the memories it brought back to you.
"Good morning," he said, as if he completely forgot what happened last night. You didn't respond, instead you gazed toward the front door, you noticed an electronic system attached to the wall next to it. A new home security system.
Anger blossomed within you, when you glanced back at Caleb his head was tilted with a mischievous grin plastered on his face. It looked far too innocent for what he had done.
"You can't keep me here forever," you said, angrily. Instead of responding Caleb stood and walked toward the kitchen counter.
"I got something for you," he said cheerily. From the counter he picked up what looked like a black leather belt. Caleb held it up for you to see as he walked over to you.
It was a black leather collar with a gold bell hanging from it. The bell jingled as he moved your hair to the side without a word. You stiffened at his closeness, the movement making him clench his jaw in frustration. Why were you so afraid of him? All he was doing was keeping you safe.
After it was safely around your neck Caleb stepped back to admire how it looked on you, making sure to put on a face you would recognize.
"You look adorable, Pip-squeak," he smiled. You immediately reached behind you to take it off, but your fingers couldn't find a clasp nor a buckle. The whole thing was just smooth leather, all the way around.
Caleb chuckled. "That's not how this little necklace works, sweetheart." Panic swept through you as you tugged on the collar, making the bell jingle again. "It's a special collar. Only I can take it off. It's connected to my Evol, neat right?"
"Take it off," you demanded, still pulling at it, looking down desperately. Caleb walked up to you, taking your hands away the collar, he didn't want you to hurt yourself, and the effort was useless anyway.
"Remember that story I told you about the stray cat we took in when we were young? The one that kept trying to run away?" He asked as he held your hands in his. He relished in the feeling of your skin. "I told you before, I had to put a bell on it so it couldn't try to escape without making noise." He slid his finger between the skin on your neck and the collar, making sure it wasn't too tight. He couldn't hold himself back when his hand trailed up your neck, his eyes full of something you'd seen before, but could never fully figure out. "Now you're just like the cat you loved." His eyes stayed trained on your neck. He'd always dreamed of touching you here, but before now he never had the courage.
"Take it off," you demanded again. Caleb's eyes flicked up to meet yours, an amused smile crawled onto his face.
"Take it off!" You yelled in his face. His eyes widened in surprise, his thumb rubbing back and forth just beneath your chin.
"Oh, a fiesty kitten, aren't we?" You put both hands on his chest and pushed him.
"Take it off!" You yelled, pushing again. "Take it off, take it off, take it off!"
Caleb took a hold of your waist and pulled you to him so you wouldn't have room to push him anymore. His amused look had faded, it was replaced by a gentle, understanding one. You stared up at him silently. He looked so sorry, like he completely understood how you were feeling and wished he could take your bad feelings away. it only made you angrier. How dare this thing look at you with Caleb's face. With that caring look you begged to see again after you thought he was dead.
"I want him back," you whispered incredulously.
He looked at you in confusion, anger rising in him at the mention of another man.
"You want who back?" His grip on you tightened, pulling you impossibly closer.
"Caleb!" you spat. "I want Caleb back!"
"What do you mean?" He laughed, rubbing up your side with one of his hands. "You have me back now, how many times do I have to tell you that I'll never leave you again?"
Silence stretched between the two of you as he shook his head and his smile pierced your heart. The same one he had when you walked out of your bedroom just moments ago. The same one from all your memories, all your dreams.
"Get his smile off your face," you yelled, tears brimming again.
"What are you talking about?"
"I want him back," you cried.
"No, I want my Caleb back. The one without the stupid chip in his head." At first he was shocked by what you had said. How had you figured it out without him telling you? His smile grew when he realized that accidentally underestimated you again.
"It's me darling, I'm here." He took your wrists and placed your hands on his chest. You could feel his heartbeat, but you tried to remind yourself that it couldn't be the same heart you had known before. You shook your head and pushed with all your might, trying to get away from him.
"No, you're not. You're whatever those bastards made you into. I want my Caleb back!" You hit his chest with your hand.
"They didn't make me into anything," he pleaded, "It's me, I'm your Caleb."
"No, you're not!" You screamed, hitting him again. "I want my Caleb back. I want him back, give him back to me!" You couldn't help the sobs and the demands that left your lips as you hit him again and again. He tried to grab your hands as he attempted to soothe you with his words.
"I am your Caleb, Y/n." Tears uncontrollably spilled down your face, your eyes clenched shut as you hit him, it was like hitting a concrete wall.
"Give him back to me! Give him back!" You continued this mantra as he continued to tell you it was him. You kept hitting and hitting, trying to break the robot inside.
Caleb had no choice but to pick you up and throw you over his shoulder. The bell around your neck made endless noise as you struggled In his grasp. You pounded on his back as hard as you could, yelling at him to give your Caleb back. He walked with you to your bedroom and he threw you onto the bed, the bell hitting against your skin. Caleb crawled on top of you, with his legs at either side of your hips and his hands by your head.
You tried pushing him away but he was too strong. He buried his face into your hair, his hot breath on your ear. You turned your head away as he held both of your wrists in one of his hands. You cried and cried, until eventually you caught the words he was whispering into your ear.
"Shshsh, darling, please." You whimpered snd pushed your hands against his chest. "It's me, please believe me darling, it's me." He kissed the shell of your ear and moved his head so your noses were touching. He took his hands and wiped your tears. You met his eyes, realizing that he was crying too.
"It's me. Believe me, please Y/n." He caressed your face gently, the pain on his face made your heart ache. "I am your Caleb. There is no chip. I know I have no proof to show you but there is no chip. Not anymore." Your brows furrowed in confusion as you continued to struggle against him. Caleb took your hand and put it to the side of his face.
"The only reason I am able to be with you right now is because it's gone. Before, I didn't even remember who you were." He moved his face closer, his nose touching your cheek. "I couldn't even remember your face." He takes your hand and slides it to the back of his neck. "Here, it was here." He whispers. His eyes are captivating, full of sincerity and sorrow. Your fingertips brushed an area of raised skin, you ran your fingers over it again and again.
"A scar." He whispered breathlessly. "I took it out in a moment of clarity, before it could override my brain again. After that I pretended it was still there so they wouldn't put another one in." He looked at you guiltily.
"But I came to find you as soon as I could." You felt the scar on his neck, registered the honesty in his eyes. "I'm your Caleb. And you're my Y/n." His gaze hardened. "Only my Y/n"
"If it's really you then why are you acting this way?" You breathed in protest. His hand brushed your hair back, your heart could barely take it.
"I tried telling you before," he whispered. "I've always been like this. I tried for so long to hide it from you. After I almost lost you I knew I couldn't any more." His breath quickened. "You're mine. I am never, ever letting you go again." His face got impossibly closer. "Never." He whispered.
And with that he connected your lips in a searing kiss, grabbing both sides of your face and pressing his body onto yours. Your hands trailed down his chest, was this a dream? You'd had many dreams that ended up just like this. Whatever it was, you didn't want it to end. A dream where Caleb wasn't being controlled by some brain chip, and a Caleb who wanted you. Not just wanted you, wanted you... like this.
He tilted your head up by placing one hand behind your neck and lifting, the bell around your neck rolled to one side, making small, high pitched sounds. He deepened the kiss, breathing hard into your mouth as his tongue entered. His left hand trailed from your cheek down your neck to caress your side. He grabbed your waist tightly and you let out a gasp. Caleb broke the kiss, looking at you until you opened your eyes.
"You don't understand how long I've been waiting to kiss you." He breathes, kissing you again. "It feels like it's been my entire life. He moves his knee in between your legs and pushes up into your heat, making you whimper.
"Caleb," you gasp with his lips on yours. He moved to kiss down your cheek down to your neck, leaving sloppy hot kisses there. He wraps both arms around your waist, holding you against him.
That stupid bell rings with each small movement.
"Caleb," you whisper gently, turning your head until your nose touches the side of his head.
"Mmm," A small noise comes from him, vibrating against your neck.
"Caleb," you say slightly louder, kissing his cheek. He doesn't stop kissing your neck, your only option is to grab either side of his face and push him away. He groans in protest and sucks harshly at your sensitive skin before lifting his head.
"What?" He breathes, his face still inches from yours. The blush on his face makes him all the more irresistible. You cares his cheek and he smiles breathily, going in for another kiss.
"No, no," you say against his lips, pushing him away again.
"What is it? What, what?" You put your hand on the collar around your neck, he looks at where your gesturing to, noticing a hickey where he sucked earlier.
"Can you take this off?" You ask earnestly. You can see the conflict in his eyes. "Please?" He caresses your cheek, slowly.
"You have no idea how hard it is to say no to you." The back of his fingers touch your lips, reddened from his kiss.
"Then don't," you whisper back.
He stares at you for a long moment, silence stretching between you both.
"Please?" You ask again. After a few second he nods slowly.
"Okay," he says, finally relenting. Using his evol he gently releases the collar from your neck and reaches over to place it on your bedside table.
"Thank you," you say with a smile. He grabs you gently around the neck.
"Don't think this changes anything." His gaze turns cold again, making you shiver, but this time, you are not afraid. "You're mine. I'll never let you go," and with that he's desperately kissing you again, moving his hands to the back of your thighs and placing your legs on either side of his hips.
You'd never experienced anything like this before, with anyone. The only person you ever wanted to do it with was Caleb, and before there was no way you could have conveyed it to him.
Feeling much more comfortable without the collar your hands move around to grasp at his hair. He moans into your mouth, his hips moving against you. Your back arches, wanting him impossibly closer, as close as you could get, as close as he would let you.
He moans with every breath as his hands slide under your shirt, his thumb moving over your hardened nipple still covered with your bra. In one swift moment he lifts you up with ease and pulls your shirt above your head. Goosebumps are all over your skin as his tongue tangles with yours. He quickly starts moving his hands down your body to your pajama shorts.
He pulls away from you so he can look at you fully as he pulls your shorts and underwear down together. You blush crimson and cover your face, he can see you are soaked and dripping for him.
"Fuck," he moans, taking his index finger against you, collecting your wetness and pushing his index finger inside of you. He couldn't help himself. He was going so fast, but for years and years he had touched himself to the thought of you, chanting your name into his pillow as he finished on his hand, all while you had been sleeping in the next room.
All those pictures of your smiling face he'd jerked off to, all those times he had to hold himself back from "accidentally" walking into the bathroom while you were in the shower. All the years where he'd watch you through a crack in your door, hoping to catch you touching yourself. He needed to see it, just once, he told himself. Then he could stop lurking and touch himself to the image of you naked and wanting for the rest of his life.
You practically scream as his finger enters you, you grab his wrist, looking at him in surprise. His eyes met yours, his finger still inside you. his other hand rubs your thigh up to your hip and back to your thigh again.
"Is this okay?" He asked, feeling guilty that he hadn't thought to ask before.
You bite your lip, embarrassed beyond belief. "I've never-" You cover your face with your hands.
"Haven't what, baby?" he asked as he moves his finger in and out of you slowly. You whine and grab his hand again.
"Never done it!" You yelp. He leans down so your faces are close, his finger still moving inside you gently.
"Are you a virgin baby?" He asks. His face has that look again, the one you couldn't understand. In this moment you were finally able to decipher it, it was longing. His face was full of longing and love and lust. You nodded quickly, trying to slow the movement of his hand. "You've never had sex?" he asks, his pace speeding up, you squirm at the new pace holding his arm.
"N-no, or done, this." you squeak. His pace slows again.
"No one's ever touched you?" he asks breathlessly, his heart filling with the knowledge that he would be your first.
"No, I've never been touched there." his eyes are the only thing you can look at.
"Mm, my sweet girl, having to take care of it yourself all these years, huh?" You shook your head, your mouth opening, wanting to let out a moan, but you're able to hold it back. "No? You don't take care of this yourself?" You shake your head again, his pace quickening again. "No? Never touched yourself?" You squeal as his thumb gently brushed against something very sensitive, you were unfamiliar with the feeling. You turn your head in embarrassment of your noises, grabbing at his wrist. He grabs your face and turns it back to him.
"Answer me." He breathes.
"No!" You all bust scream, looking at him desperately.
That's why he was never able to catch you in the act, no matter how many nights he'd lurked outside your bedroom door. His breathing picked up, he felt his pants tighten painfully as he added another finger into you, curling them up.
Your back arched off the bed and a loud moan escaped you, something you'd never heard come out of your mouth before.
He was the first to touch you, ever. You really were his, all his. All thoughts went out of your head, you could only focus on the fingers inside you, making you feel things you never had before.
"Mine," he whispered breathlessly.
"Caleb," you whined, hiding your face between his bicep and the pillows. His thumb brushed against that sensitive spot again, you arched impossibly and with your back iff the ground he unclasped your bra, pulling it off your shoulders and throwing it to the floor quickly.
Before you could even realize what had happened his lips attached to your right nipple. He bit your breast, leaving a red marking of his teeth then licking the sore spots.
As he sucked at your tits his fingers began scissoring in order to stretch you out for him. He couldn't't go much longer without being inside you. your nails dug into his shoulders until he abruptly pulled away his lips from you. He sat up on his knees and gave you a few powerful thrusts of his finger before taking them out of you completely. You whined at the loss, wanting him to never stop. His eyes never left yours as he stuck his fingers in his mouth, sucking them clean, his chest heaving like he just ran a mile. Without any words he stripped as quickly as he could, looking at you all the while.
"You have no idea," he mumbled taking his shirt off, light glinted off of the silver dog tag necklace around his neck. He never took it off, he kissed it often, sometimes imagining he was kissing you instead.
You laid there quietly, admiring his broad chest and abdomen like you had so many times before. Any time he took his shirt off while exercising or when you would go swimming together you would have to force yourself to look away. Now here he was, so close, stripping for you.
He tugged his pants and boxers off, leaving him completely naked before you. Your hooded eyes stayed locked on his member, long with a pink-red tip, leaking white fluid. He crawled to you, stopping between your legs, rubbing the inside of your thighs.
"You have no idea how long I'v dreamt of this." You bit your lip, your hands grabbing the sheets beneath you. He grabbed your hips and pulled you down the bed, closer to him.
"Here's what's gonna happen now Pip-squeak," he said darkly, gazing down at you. "I'm gonna show you how much you mean to me. Then maybe you'll begin to understand why I can never let you leave here."
You grabbed his forearm gently, your thumb rubbing back and forth.
"Even if I do walk out of your apartment," you said quietly, "I'll never be able to be without you again."
Caleb smiled brightly, leaning down for another long kiss. You were so distracted by the kiss that the pain in your cunt completely shocked you. Your eyes snapped open and you grabbed at Caleb's shoulders desperately. Your noses touching he stared at you, mouth agape as he breathed hard.
"It's all right. Relax for me, okay? Can you do that for me?" You hissed, eyes clenching shut as he moved further inside you. Caleb kissed your face again and again, wiping small sweat beads from your forehead. "So pretty baby. My pretty girl yeah?" You yelped, digging your nails into his skin. He took one of your hands from his shoulder and brought it to his lips to kiss. "Look at me." He whispered. Your eyes were still shut as your legs tightened around his hips. He grabbed your chin and forced your face against his. He kissed you quickly before saying, "I said, look at me." When you opened your eyes his expression was hard, cold is what you used to call it, now it was intense and full of lust.
"Caleb," You whimpered. He pet your hair as his hips met yours.
"There you go, baby. So good f'me." You squirmed at the sting, feeling hot all over. "So proud of you darling, look at you." He landed pecks all over your face. "First time and you're takin me so well." Your foreheads met as he began slowly and shallowly rocking his hips back and forth, just barely any movement. "Now you know you were made for me." His breath fanned across your face as you moan loudly, slowly the sting began to lessen. "Fit just like a puzzle don't I baby?" He kissed your cheek. "Don't I Y/n?"
Slowly but surely he began moving out farther to push back into you. You don't know how but your pussy went from stinging and clamping down on Caleb, to enveloping and sucking him in. You didn't know how to explain it. Caleb moaned in your ear loudly at the change and gripped your hips in order to thrust into you better. He leaned his upper body away from you and you reached out to him desperately, your tits bouncing with every thrust.
He looked at you desperately, his dark hair beginning to stick to his forehead with sweat. The necklace moved to hit his chest with every thrust.
"Caleb," you cried, grabbing the pillow behind your head. You didn't know what to do, you needed to hold onto something.
"You're mine." Caleb grunts. You meet his eyes and his mouth opens wide when a moan escapes. He begins pounding into you harshly, skin slapping against skin can be heard in the room. You whine and squirm. "Mine, do you understand?" He asks. Your back arches, you've never felt this good, you never wanted it to stop. When you don't answer he begins thrusting harder, his hands gripping your hips tighter. Screams escape you, you cover your mouth with your hand to stop them. Caleb grabs your hand and pins it above your head.
The necklace you gifted him hangs down, landing on your neck as he continues.
"Let everyone know you're mine." He grunts. "I want your screams to tell all of Skyhaven you're mine. I want you to scream so loud they can hear you in Linkon." He kisses you fiercely, you moan into him, feeling so breathless and dizzy.
"That's it my love," He praises as he moves hair from your forehead. "That feels good doesn't it darling?" All you can do is moan in response, only half registering the words he said. He grabs your breast and pinches your nipple harshly, making you scream again. He feels your cunt pulse around him, a euphoric feeling filling his chest as he knows he's about to make you cum.
He goes as fast as he can into you, moving one hand to rub your clit and the other to grab your breast. With a scream and an arch you come on his cock, not even knowing what was happening. Caleb slows his thrusts but never stops as he rubs up and down your sides.
The next words you are able to register are him saying "You're the most beautiful creature that's ever walked this earth Y/n." you open your eyes tiredly. His face is full of admiration. When your gazes meet he furrows his brow and begins to speed up his thrusts again. you whined as you felt sore and puffy down there.
"Caleb," you whine, grabbing his waist between your legs. He moans at how beautiful you sound, thrusting faster.
"Caleb, no!" You yelp desperately. He slows, breathing hard.
"What is it my lovely?" He asks, still rocking into you. Your face contorts in pain.
You hear Caleb smile breathily. "It's alright baby, you can take it," he begins to pick up his pace again.
"No, no!" You squeal, gripping his waist tightly. Caleb slowly slides all the way into you and stays there, you're able to catch your breath that way. "No more," you mumble sleepily. You see Caleb biting his lip his hands tensing but trying to remain gentle on your hips. When he opens his eyes he's met with your tired ones. "No more," You whisper. You close your eyes and try to steady your breathing completely.
"Alright, let's just rest like this for a little, yeah?" He asks, laying on you and burying his face in the crook of your neck. "I'll just lay here with you." You place one hand on his back lazily, the other in his hair as you drift off, completely blissed out.
Whether it's minutes or even an hour later you notice Caleb kissing your cheek sweetly. You smile and let out a small sigh to show your appreciation. It takes longer to realize that he's breathing hard in your ear.
"You're killing me." He whispers. You turn your head to look at him and he leans up to hover above you. Your arms are too tired to reach up after him so you let your hands fall to his forearms which are resting on either side of your head.
"What's wrong?" You ask sleepily rubbing circles into his skin. Caleb takes his hand and brings it to his lips, you look at him in confusion. Caleb reaches down and you feel a warm wetness on your pussy. You had completely forgotten that the two of you were connected. Caleb slowly begins to pull out of you, you hiss in discomfort, thankful that it was over for the day. That's when he spits into his hand a second time and slathers it on his dick before pushing into you again. You squeal in pain.
"Caleb, no! No more!" you gasp. His pace goes so fast, he can't help it, no longer being able to control himself. You scream and whine as your try to hold him back.
"I know baby," he gasps as he looks at you desperately. "I know, I'm sorry baby. Please, just take it, it'll feel good again in just a second, just hold on for me please, baby." You bit your lip and gripped his arm tightly. He added more spit into his hand and onto where you two met, and somehow the sting again became pleasure. You felt so overwhelmed, you couldn't hold still, you were practically thrashing beneath him.
"Oh fuck-" He gasped as your pussy gripped him. "Every day," he breathes as he pounds into you. You can't even hear him, completely overcome in the feeling of him. "I'm gonna make love to you like this every day for the rest of our lives, you understand?" He got no response so he leaned his body over you while he continued to fuck you, your faces just barely apart.
"You're never gonna leave here." He grunts as tears of pleasure stream down your temples. He wipes them away as he continues pounding. You wrap your arms around him, clawing at his back. "You're never gonna leave here, you're mine forever. Say it." he spat. "Say it to me."
You hadn't heard a word he said, your moans too loud and your ecstasy too all consuming.
"Say you're mine," he says in your ear. Still you do not comprehend his words. He holds onto your throat, causing your eyes to snap open and a gasp to escape your lips. His face was angry, his pace unrelenting.
"Say it," he demanded. You were confused, say what? His grip on your throat tightened. "Say it!" He yelled, slamming into you harder. You screamed in pleasure, and yelled the only thing residing in your brain, the only words you could think about, the only thing you could feel in your heart.
And just like that he stopped moving completely, you heard his ragged breaths in your ear, could feel his cock hitting a certain spot inside you. When you opened your tired eyes he was staring at you shocked. You whined at his stillness, leaning your head back on the bed tiredly. You closed your eyes for only a moment and opened them again to see a single tear roll down his cheek.
You whimpered to show your concern, as no words would form on your lips. Your shaking hand reached up to cup his cheek.
"Tell me you mean it." He whispered. You were unable to fully understand his request, tell him what? You lay there beneath him silently, your chest heaving. He begins moving in and out of you again, desperation written on his face.
"Say it again, please," he whined frantically as he rutted into you. All you could do was moan at his continuing motion.
Caleb moaned and whined against your skin, his thrusts feeling much more loving than they had before. "Again, again," he chanted like a prayer. You tried hard to remember what you had said, what he wanted. You would give him anything he wanted.
"You're mine," Caleb groaned. "Say it to me again."
"I'm yours." You squeaked. His eyes squeazed shut and his head fell back
"Oh fuck, baby!" He yelled. he moaned uncontrollably as he held your thighs and pounded into you, you felt as if you were floating, and all of a sudden you felt that your cunt had become much wetter than it had been before. You saw white and your hearing was replaced with ringing.
You don't know how long it took you to open your eyes again, but when you did you saw Caleb sitting on his knees rubbing up and down your thighs.
"There you are my love." He mumbled. His smile was contagious.
"Hi," you tried to say, but your voice was so hoarse and your throat sore. Caleb chuckled. You looked down at your body, white cum lay on your stomach up to the valley between your breasts.
You could have sworn you'd felt the wetness inside you. Caleb read your confused look.
"You squirted right before I finished." He laughed. "That feel good baby?" You turned your head to the side in order to look at him more comfortably.
"What's that?" You asked hoarsely. Caleb laughed softly. He got up and walked out of your room.
"Wait," you called out to him. Had you said something wrong? You slowly straighten your legs and hissed as your sensitive cunt was put into a new position.
Caleb entered the room with a towel in his hand.
"It's alright lovely, just relax." You tried to do as he said as he ran the towel, damp with warm water, over your body. When he was done cleaning you up he kissed the bruises that were beginning to form on your hips from his fingertips.
"I love you, more than anything in existence." He said quietly. You smiled at his confession, believing he was the first one to say it.
"I love you, Caleb. I always have." He moves to lay down beside you, cradling you in his arms.
"I'm so glad you're my Caleb. I thought you were gone forever." He kissed your head and rubbed your back.
"I could never, ever leave you Y/n. I never will."
