Maybe I’m Too Sensitive But As A Trans Guy Who Plays Lads It’s So Dysphoria Inducing When 99% Of

Caleb using his evol to lift up your skirt when you’re not paying attention. His camera roll filled with pictures of you he snapped when you were oblivious, after all, there’s no reason to be suspicious of your caring big brother

I need to suck Caleb’s bulge thru his boxers send tweet

xavier gummie....

Omg the ending 😮‍💨😮‍💨

— being bigbrother!caleb´s pervy lil sis (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) .ᐟ.ᐟ

synopsis: caleb didn’t think about the consequences of taking advantge of you, he didn’t even think you could do the same to him.

tw: somno, cnc, you are a lil perv girl, stepcest as always, based on a request!, you horny little shit ><, caleb is bulking omg, you drug him, no dialogues, mentions of colonel caleb, etc.

you rolled out of bed after checking your bedside table clock, 3 am. the cold winter breeze hit your skin when you got out of the covers, walking your way towards caleb’s room on your tippy toes to avoid making any sound.

you started doing this a week or two ago, when you began to feel needier and needier; your period approaching but you didn’t want to bother your big brother, he already fucked you enough throughout the day; not enough for you apparently.

even like this you still needed his touch, the warmth of his skin against your own. so one day you thought of sneaking into the darkness of his room, trying to find the way to his bed without tripping.

the absence of any source of light but the faint moon glow wasn’t a problem for you, being able to see caleb’s angelic features while he peacefully slept, his dark locks framing his cheekbones and long eyelashes adorning his closed eyes.

you lifted up the covers with ease, quickly taking seat on top of his lap before the cool air could wake him up, motioning your hands to caress his naked chest, noticing how they were juicier than they used to, how his ripped abs were now slightly less defined; but how he was bigger.

that was more than enough to remind you the reason why you were here once again, another night in a row.

caleb was a light sleeper, ever since you were kids he would wake up to the slight noise or touch, but the pill you slipped in his dinner was more than enough to knock him down. it was funny how easily you managed to take advantage of him despite his big size and obviously superior strength.

there was no use on being strong if he couldn’t even wake up, right? <3

you sit back on top of his muscular and soft thighs, leaving space to observe his black boxers covering the prize you so eagerly yearned for. you didn’t waste any time, pulling them down and therefore freeing his soft cock, which was lazily laying on his pelvis.

it was as asleep as him.

you didn’t mind, caleb showed you tricks to wake it up and you used them, oh you did use them.

still sat on his thighs you didn’t notice the back and forth motion you settled to ease the wetness between your legs while you pampered his dick carefully, grabbing the base of his big cock with one tiny hand while the other one jerked it off up and down slowly.

he shifted around as he grew harder, but after doing this a few times you learnt he wouldn’t wake up; it was practically impossible.

soft moans and whimpers left his lips in his sleep and you couldn’t help but imitate these sounds, laying your head on his shoulder when you began to feel dizzy because of the approaching orgasm.

the moment caleb came undone in your hands, staining them with warm and creamy cum you fumbled, your panties so wet it made his skin sticky with your own release, crying in the crook of his neck as you tried to calm your breath and regain composure.

after cuming you’d always left his room as you entered; quiet and steady, going back to your bed and hugging your plushie as you fell asleep with a happy smile drawn on your lips.

but what you didn’t know is that caleb found that tiny pill you tried to hide in his dinner the first night, and ever since he played along.

ever since becoming a colonel he learnt how to pay attention to every detail, every move, every slight difference. and you weren’t good at hiding things, not to him. he knew you too well.

still, he made you believe he was completely oblivious to your plans and let you take anything you needed from him.

after all he loved spoiling you in every way, shape or form.

a/n: sosososo sorry for taking so long to post a new writing, I’m just incredibly busy these days and can’t find time :( hope you enjoyed this one!

— masterlist.

caleb x reader drabble

// a little bit of angst, pseudocest, pining

“Did you ever want to kiss me when we were little?”

Caleb freezes.

You feel it where his arm is slung over your waist, the way his fingers twitch, the subtle shift in his breathing. He doesn’t look at you right away- just stares at the ceiling like it holds all the answers, his lips parting slightly as if he’s considering lying.

He doesn’t.

“…Yeah.” His voice is quiet, almost embarrassed, like the confession is something delicate he never meant to say out loud. “A lot.”

You giggle, nudging his shoulder. “A lot?”

Caleb exhales sharply, running a hand down his face, but there’s no real frustration there- just something shy, something unbearably fond. “God, you were so annoying.”

You laugh harder at that, but he shakes his head, pressing on before you can interrupt.

“You’d chew on my pencils, and get marker all over your hands, and steal my snacks, and I still- ” He stops himself short, dragging his teeth over his bottom lip. When he finally looks at you, there’s something unbearably soft in his gaze. “I still wanted to.”

Your breath catches.

It’s different, hearing it now, spoken into the quiet of a night where you’re no longer kids, where the weight of time has pressed new shapes into you both. But beneath it all- beneath the years, the scars, the way you almost lost each other- he’s still Caleb. Still the boy who pulled you out of trouble and held you close when you were scared and, apparently, wanted to kiss you long before either of you could understand what that even meant.

“Why didn’t you?” you ask, voice barely above a whisper.

Caleb huffs a laugh, a little self-deprecating. “Dunno. Thought you’d punch me.”

You snort. “I probably would have.”

He grins, shaking his head. “Yeah. That’s why I waited.”

“Waited?”

Caleb lifts a hand, thumb brushing lightly- tentatively- against your cheek. He’s close enough that you can feel his breath when he speaks, low and certain.

“For you to be ready.”

ladstwt is so far up my asshole goddamn can i just exist

Speaking of sensitive whiners, I was promised whiny pathetic Caleb in chains for this event. What happened, Infold?😭 I want him on his knees, puppy-eyed and begging for it

I need him BEGGING I need him WHINING I need him crying and pathetic

Actually I need all of them like that tbh. I need them to look like they’d cum if they were stepped on

Late last night I was cursed with knowledge about Caleb’s arrival and drew it as fast as I could to share with the class

Roleplay accs are so cute ily please interact im begging

Crédits artist @raonnni/라온