#AutumnWithXYZ
Day 5 - Working out (?)
Well it does burn some energy 😂
#夏以昼 #Caleb #マヒル #하우주 #恋と深空 #LoveandDeepspace
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caleb/mc (x7)
7 chapters at once, because they were all already posted here first lol:
archiveofourown.org/works/60182890
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caleb/mc
#AutumnWithXYZ (+personal challenge: make everything nsfw)
days 1–7, collected in one place!
#Caleb #夏以昼 #マヒル #하우주
#LoveandDeepspace #恋与深空 #恋と深空 #러브앤딥스페이스
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Day 7 - Free.
He's on his way to see you.
Thank you for this week to everyone who participated, who still is, and for all the love and support! This autumn feels special now, maybe we'll do it again next year💓
#AutumnWithXYZ #Caleb #loveanddeepspace
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“Wake up. You’re going to be late if you don’t get up! Caleb…” Caleb groans and sits up blearily. Rubbing at his eyes with one hand, he reaches out with the other and snags his sister’s waist, pulling her in. “What—” “You know what.” “We don’t have time for that! You’re going to be late!” Even as she speaks, though, she’s stepping out of her panties. Caleb waves her concern away and tightens his hold on her waist. “‘S fiiine. C’mon, come over here. I got morning wood that needs a sweet pussy to stick into.” “Ugh! Don’t blame me if you get in trouble!” With that, she drops the conversation and straddles his lap.
“Mm-hm,” he replies absently, already busy working his way into her. “Ahh, there we go. Yeah…” Planting his feet on the ground, he lies back down and begins to fuck up into her, fast and hard. Soon he's groaning his release into her and collapsing limply flat in bed again. “Hah, hahh—hey, wait! You can't go back to sleep! Get up!” She grabs his pillow and whacks him with it. “And you came inside me again, ugh, you know how messy that gets. You couldn't have waited until later in the day for that?” “Gotta mark my property,” Caleb jokes with a yawn as he sits up again. Dodging another pillow to the face, he rolls out of bed and ambles along to the bathroom. “Thanks for waking me up. I’ll be down for breakfast soon.” (scene break)
(scene break) Dressed and toweling off his hair, Caleb wanders into the kitchen. “Anything you need me to help with?” he asks, walking up behind her and pulling her ass into him. “Everything’s just about ready. Grab me some plates?” As Caleb hands over the plates, he slowly draws up the hem of her oversized shirt. Grinning, he smooths his hand over the bare skin of her ass—evidently, she hasn't bothered to put her panties back on. He licks his middle finger and lays it along her slit, working it between her legs from behind and nestling the finger between hot folds of skin. Without a word and without skipping a beat, she widens her stance and arches her back to give him a better angle. She pays him no further mind as she continues to scoop out scrambled eggs from the pan onto the plates. Seeing how close breakfast is to being served, Caleb works quickly: without further ceremony, he strokes along her pussy and then sticks his finger inside.
“Hn—!” She bites off a whine at the sudden intrusion, putting the frying pan down and reaching for the already-fried strips of bacon. As she divides the bacon onto the breakfast plates, Caleb pumps his finger in and out, filling the kitchen with sounds that go unacknowledged by either of them. He adds another finger, and watches her grit her teeth. Curling his fingers, he aims for the soft textured area that always pushes her directly to the brink. “Nngh, fuck,” she gasps, steadying herself on the counter, head bowed. She rises on her toes as though to get away from him, but it’s useless: he follows right along and fingers her until she comes all over his hand, shaking and dripping. “Thanks for breakfast today,” Caleb says, dropping a kiss on her forehead as he reaches out for his plate. He saunters over to the table, sucking her juices off his fingers one at a time, slurping obscenely and not even bothering to dodge the towel she throws at him. (scene break)
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#AutumnWithXYZ
Day 7: Free
+personal challenge: make everything nsfw!
+updated nsfw theme: "free use" ;)
(nsfw text)
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Caleb was right, you think hazily to yourself as he bounces you on his cock. From here, at this time, the lights from the planes out there on the field really do look like stars in the night sky. They blend almost seamlessly at the horizon with the real stars visible to you through the clear panels above and around you. You almost feel suspended in space— “Enjoying the view?” he huffs, amused, from below you. You lean back into him, wrapping your arm tighter around his head to keep yourself close. “Yeah,” you murmur against the corner of his lips, before you lick your way into his mouth.
He indulges you, letting you scrape your teeth along his lower lip, meeting your tongue’s exploration with his own. Just as you begin to drift, he grounds you with a sharp thrust upward, a reminder of what you’re in the middle of: him fucking you, sitting on his lap in the cockpit of his fighter jet that he’s brought out from its hangar in the middle of the night, all because the two of you couldn’t get a moment’s peace together at the dorms. “—Mmn!” The way he manages to accurately hit that one particular spot at the front of your insides that makes you see sparks, is…kind of infuriating, actually. But you have no strength in your legs, no strength in your core left over from keeping yourself carefully off the control panel, no strength to complain to him about it. All you can do for now is endure.
Caleb rolls his hips into you, and you overbalance. It’s a good thing the plane is off, you think, as your hand comes down squarely on top of half a dozen buttons trying to keep your face from doing the same. “Caleb!” you start, indignant. “Ah—No wait, hold on,” he pants. “Stay like this just a bit longer, please—God, this is such a good angle for you.” He slaps his hand down on your ass and keeps it there, squeezing at your flesh. The sharp sting makes you yelp and quiver; when you hunch over the control panel, you see the fog building up on the clear canopy from the heat of your face so close to it. With each panting breath, you further obscure yourselves from the outside world. Caleb’s hand glances off your other asscheek, and you moan into the windshield, clenching around his dick as your toes curl. Wrapping his arms around your waist, he pulls you to sit back down on his lap. “It’s been so long,” he groans into your back. “I’ve—nnh—missed you.”
“Me too,” you cry out, insides tensing as he rocks into the same spot again and again. “Ah—! I missed you…too…” With the hand you have over the one he’s got around your waist, you begin to lace your fingers together. “That’s why…I came…to visit,” you whimper between thrusts. “Nnh, yes—!” “Like that? You like that, right? Show me.” Caleb’s voice comes out bitten-off, gritted out quick and low. His other hand crawls around to your front also, feeling its way between your legs to get at your clit. “Yes, like that! I do, I love it, I love you, Caleb, I…” “You—oh, that’s not fair.” He stills, fingers biting into your flesh, keeping you close as he pulses deep inside you. “Haah.” “Mm, mmh, nn…” Full of him, you relax into his hold while catching your breath. You let him kiss you over and over again in the dark, the twinkle of lights both artificial and natural fading in and out of existence. (scene break)
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#AutumnWithXYZ
Day 6: Stargazing
+personal challenge: make everything nsfw!
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#AutumnWithXYZ Day 5 - Working out
You're working out, I'm eating out.🤪
"Keep fighting bro!" *bite cookie*
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#夏以昼 #caleb
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Truth be told, Caleb has no idea how he got here. His last fully-conscious memory is of settling down with a book, ready to spend the evening doing some light reading. As far as he’s aware, that was all that was supposed to happen. Then you came marching in, sleek in just yoga pants and a sports bra, said the words that even now still ring through his head, and turned his plans upside down: “Help me stretch, Caleb.” Now he stands in front of you, front-to-front; one of your legs is on his shoulder while the other is on the ground; and he has never been harder in his entire life. “Can you bring me closer?” you ask, casually, as though you were not asking Caleb to hug your thigh to his chest and bring his crotch into contact with yours. “You're practically doing a split already,” he thinks he mumbles, even as his body moves to obey.
“Mm-hm,” you say, and then make everything worse by leaning forward to wrap your arms around his neck. Like this, your face rests directly on your knee, facing him, and he knows you can see exactly how red his ears are. His cock physically throbs. He can feel it, straining against his sweatpants, tenting the fabric—and now, poking into you. There can be no way you don't feel him rubbing against your thigh, no way you don’t notice his breath puffing past your cheek in faster and faster bursts…and yet all you do is close your eyes with a hum, and lean in further. Just as he convinces himself you probably wouldn't notice if he tilted his hips up just so, just to feel a tiny bit more friction against his dick—just when he takes a shaking breath in preparation—you swing your leg off his shoulder. “Other leg,” you announce, and Caleb feels like bursting into tears.
He glances down and grimaces at the state of his crotch. His dick juts out far enough that he can’t see his feet past the tented fabric of his sweatpants. There’s already a dark spot of moisture beginning to show at the peak; it’s only going to get worse when you— “Are you alright?” you ask, ankle pressing down on his shoulder. “Fine,” Caleb grits out. “Just dandy.” “Hmm… Okay,” you shrug. “Pull me in?” Mindlessly, Caleb reaches out, hands settling around your waist to bring you closer. Very, very carefully, he thinks about nothing at all. He can afford to give no quarter; not a single solitary thought must be allowed to manifest. You ruin it all by deliberately pressing the softness of your inner thigh against his erection.
Suddenly, all he can see is the way his dick slots against the crease of where your thigh meets your groin. All he can think of is about how easy it would be to keep his grip on your waist, lower his center of gravity, and fuck into you. It’s a wave of imagination so strong it might more accurately be called hallucination, and Caleb chokes as he feels more precome actively flow out of him to stain his sweats incriminatingly. Innocently, you blink up at him. “Thanks, Caleb,” you say with a coquettish smile. “Will you help me out on the floor, too?” In the moment, Caleb wants to swear at your obvious ploy to get him to embarrass himself, but once you've settled on the floor, on your stomach with your legs out, he sees the opportunity you've given him: Settling in behind you, he places his knees behind your thighs, pushing forward to spread your legs out wider.
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#AutumnWithXYZ
Day 5: a Working Out
+personal challenge: make everything nsfw!
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An artwork in a polaroid photo style of Caleb from Love and Deepspace with the MC on a couch watching a movie at home. The MC dozed off leaning on Caleb’s chest while holding on a popcorn inside her hoodie’s hood, while Caleb is taking a photo with his evol and stroking MC’s top head.
Day 3 #AutumnWithXYZ “Movie Night”
‘She’s the one who asked to watch it together, yet she’s the one who drifted off first 😅 Hunting wanderer surely is tough, glad that I can still be someone she leans on to.’
#vekuriart | #Caleb | #LoveandDeepspace | #恋と深空
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#AutumnWithXYZ Day 4 - Shopping (cart)
"We shouldn't do this"
"I know, but not today!" *Pleading Face🥺*
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"พี่ว่าเราไม่ควรทำแบบนี้นะ...."
"ฉันรู้ แต่วันนี้อยากนั่งนี่นา น้าาาาา" ทำหน้าอ้อน🥺
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อยากวาดคนนั่งในรถเข็นมานานแล้ว แต่อย่าหาทำในชีวิตจริงนะ ไม่ได้เด้อถ้าไม่ใช่เด็กเร้ก
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“This would look good on you. What do you think?” Caleb pulls a dress off the rack and holds it up to his sister’s torso, squinting critically. “…Mm…” “I’ll add it to the basket,” he decides, ignoring her faint response. “And to go with it—maybe this cardigan? Or how about this one?” “…” “Both? Yeah, I think both, too. Let’s head over to that corner next—we can pick out some accessories.” “Caleb…!” Her trembling hand shoots out to grab his sleeve, clinging hard enough to stretch it. “Hm?” Caleb smiles brightly at her, paying no mind to the faint sheen of sweat covering her forehead, or the way her lips press tightly into a line. “Don’t tell me you want to go home already? But we’re almost done—you can't hang on until we check out?”
She shakes her head vigorously, brows knit and jaw clenched. “Caleb,” she whispers, “I can't, I’m—” She cuts herself off with a small cry as her trembling spreads throughout her body. Caleb wraps his arms around her, supporting her weight against his own body. “Ah,” he says, one hand dropping to hang by her thigh. He tucks her head under his chin and hugs her close by her shoulders. His fingers by her leg twitch, and she stiffens in surprise. With a calm smile, full of pity, Caleb says gently, “Maybe that was my mistake in estimation.” She gulps audibly. “No need to be nervous. I’ll put our basket down here, out of the way—and we can head to, hm…the bathroom?” Decision made, Caleb takes hold of her wrist and strides toward the store’s bathroom. She follows unsteadily behind him, eyes glazed. (scene break)
(scene break) As he ushers her into the bathroom and follows, locking the door behind him, the smile falls off Caleb’s face. He unbuttons his cuffs and begins to roll up his sleeves as he slowly advances, backing her up against the wall. “Tell me,” he says softly, “who was the one who insisted she could make it through one shopping trip? Who was so confident that she made a bet? And who…” He catches her wrists and crosses them above her head, holding them in place on the wall with a single hand. Dipping his head so that his ear is next to hers, Caleb whispers, “who lost the bet by coming so hard in the middle of the store she couldn’t stand on her own anymore, hm?” He chuckles at her despairing whimper. “It's a good thing I caught the vibrator with my Evol before it hit the ground. That would have attracted attention.” Tears in her eyes, she mumbles, “But then you put it back in! And it went deeper than before! That’s not…”
“‘Not fair’? Try thinking of it as—the least of your punishment for losing the bet, instead.” Caleb punctuates his words with a scraping nip to her earlobe, before letting go and moving back to unbuckle his belt. “You’ll let me tie your wrists with my belt, won't you? As part of letting me do anything?” Her face is red and turning redder, but she ducks her head and presents her wrists for him. “There’s a good girl for me. Now let’s turn around; hands on the wall, legs apart—just like that.” Caleb pushes her skirt up by her waist, exposing her naked crotch, smeared with drying juices. He holds his hand up just outside her entrance. With his Evol, he draws out the vibrator from her depths, and with it even more self-lubrication, which he wipes onto her thighs. As the vibrator passes through her slit from the inside, she shivers and moans. “Did you forget we're still in public?” Caleb asks mildly. “Keep it down, or I'll have to do it for you.”
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#AutumnWithXYZ
Day 4: Shopping
+personal challenge: make everything nsfw!
(nsfw text)
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Day 3 - Movie night
Horrors for spooky season, but they're too distracted🙃
#AutumnWithXYZ #Caleb #loveanddeepspace
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Click. “Nah, not really feeling it.” Click. “Not that one, either.” Click. “Ehhh…I guess?” Click. “Mm. No.” Caleb puts down the remote and physically turns his body to face her. “Should we just…not?” She scrunches her face up. “Nooo—today’s movie night; we gotta keep movie night!” “Okay, but you’ve vetoed every single option so far. So what do you want to watch?” “Mm…” Her thoughtful hum trails off into nothing as she slumps into his lap. Despite his exasperation, Caleb nevertheless still lets her use him as a cushion. His hand comes out to rest on her head, stroking as though she were a cat. After a minute of silence, she speaks up again. “Show me what kind of porn you watch?” Caleb’s hand freezes mid-movement. “Huh?! Why!” “Dunno. I’m bored.” She shrugs. “It still counts as a movie, right? Come on, I wanna see!” Caleb heaves a massive, put-upon sigh as she shakes him bodily from side to side.
Ten minutes later, the high-pitched moaning of an adult-video actress drifts from the speakers. Flesh-toned curves and crevices fill the screen; what little furniture visible is being put to the test in various creative ways. In silence, they let the video play. A couple minutes in, she stirs. “Don’t you think this is a little boring?” “Listen here, you little pipsqueak, you're the one—” “I like,” she continues, as though Caleb hasn’t said anything, “the homemade ones. They look…more authentic.” Caleb falls silent. “Here, look,” she clicks the preview to one of the recommended videos, a clearly-amateur work with poor audio and worse lighting. Partway through, the camera itself falls to the ground, leaving just the incoherent audio playing on a black screen before it cuts off. “Okay, well. Maybe that wasn’t a good example, either. You’d think it isn’t that hard to record yourself having sex…”
“Do you want to try?” Caleb’s voice is low; when she peers up at him he isn’t looking in her direction at all. She opens her mouth, but before she can get anything out he continues, “Making our own, I mean.” She opens and closes her mouth a few times. “I mean…! Well!” she sputters. When Caleb doesn’t react—when he doesn’t break into a grin and laugh at her—she looks away and mumbles, “…Maybe.” “Okay.” He’s stripping, pulling his tank top over his head by the collar, before she can react. “My phone, or yours?” “Huh? I…huh?” “Let’s use mine, then. Come on, get undressed,” he says, thumbing across his phone screen. “Or don’t. That’s cool, too.” He stands up and steps out of his shorts, leaving her sitting on the couch, stunned. “How do you want to start?” “I—wait!” “For what?” he asks coolly, raising an eyebrow. The hand not holding his phone drops to palm at his bulge through his underwear. “I’m about to start recording, so pick a position and get to it.”
She scrambles around in panic before finally coming to a stop with her feet on the ground, shoulder-width apart, and her hands on the seat of the couch. Apprehensively, she looks over her shoulder at Caleb—and squeaks when she realizes he's fully naked, jerking himself leisurely as he watches her. His phone is already pointed at himself; she catches the glint of the camera lens as he tilts it up toward her. With one hand, he drags her bottoms down to her knees. When she finishes kicking them off and returns to her position, he raises his hand and deals her ass a glancing blow. “Look at the way it jiggles,” he murmurs, and does it again. He spreads his fingers wide and grabs a handful of flesh, pulling it apart from the center to expose her slit. “And look at that pretty little cunt,” he continues, “already so wet for me, and we haven't even started yet.”
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#AutumnWithXYZ
Day 3: Movie Night
+personal challenge: make everything nsfw!
(nsfw text)
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A polaroid style artwork showing Caleb from Love and Deepspace riding either a bicycle or motorcycle with the Main Character behind him looking sleepy wearing her academy uniform. There are 3 maple leaves floating around them. The picture a bit glitched because Caleb dropped it on the road.
Day 2 #AutumnWithXYZ “Road Trip Date”
Caleb didn’t get the falling camera quick enough. Glad that the image is still fine 😁📸
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#AutumnWithXYZ Day 2 - Road trip date
"Now you're taller than I , r u happy?"
"ตอนนี้สูงกว่าพี่แล้ว พอใจรึยัง?"
Problem is the paper size too small. I can't draw the scene I thought before, so I erase them for 3 times.😂
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“Finally! Ahh, it feels good to stretch my legs at last.” “Uh huh. Man, my neck is sore.” “Let's hurry up and go inside. I’ll give you a massage after we’re both showered.” “…I’ll hold you to it.” You and Caleb walk up to the motel room door. It's nothing fancy, but it's clean and it's a place to sleep for the night. The two of you have been driving in shifts all day long, and Caleb, who both started and finished the trip, looks a little worse for the wear. As you watch him walk to the bathroom, you purse your lips at the way he holds the back of his neck and rolls his head. You didn't think to pack any massage oil, but…digging around your bag, you emerge with some lotion. Better than nothing, you decide, and set it on the nightstand. You strip down to your underwear and scroll idly on your phone as you wait. Caleb emerges from the bathroom in a cloud of steam, towel slung low on his hips and another draped over his head.
“Come on,” you say, rolling over and patting the middle of the bed. “Face down, but make sure you can still breathe, okay?” He mumbles something incomprehensible, and flops down, sending you bouncing. You kind of doubt his ability to breathe with a faceful of pillow in the way, but…well, that’s his problem, not yours. You fling a leg over his back and straddle him, settling in on his lower back. Lotion in hand, you reach out for his neck. “Like this?” “Mmngh…yeah.” “What about over here?” “…Yeah, there too.”
“How about—here?” “Wait, you passed a really good spot. Go down a bit?” “Tell me when…” “Ah!” “…Did we find it…” “Fuuuck…yeah, you did. Fuck.” “Does it feel better if I go up and down like this? …Or side-to-side?” “Hnnnh. Ngh. Mmh—” “Are you speaking a different language?” “Nnnh…mmn…ngh! Ah—ahh…!” You suppose you might be enjoying yourself a little bit too much. But it's not often he lets himself make these noises; not often that he hands himself so wholly to you. The control is a little heady.
As you move down from his neck to his shoulders, you lean in, using the weight of your body to add even more pressure. When you ask for feedback, you press yourself flat along his back, breasts squishing against his muscles, to put your ear by his mouth and hear what he mumbles into the pillow. The longer you work, the more distracted you get. Your hands glide along shower-heated skin, skimming the smooth planes of his back, feeling the twitch and shift of well-developed muscles under your fingertips. Surreptitiously, you rock back and forth, grinding your clit into his lower back, your rapidly-dampening panties the only barrier between the two of you. Every grunt and groan you coax out of him only makes you clench around nothing. Eventually, it's more than you can bear. “Caleb,” you whine, “turn over for me?” “Mm? You gonna work on my front?” he asks with a grin as he allows you to roll him onto his back.
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#AutumnWithXYZ
Day 2: Road Trip Date
+personal challenge: make everything nsfw!
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#AutumnWithXYZ Day 1 - Comforting
"Dont'd cry , I'm not teasing you anymore🎵"
"ไม่ร้องๆ พี่ไม่แกล้งเธอแล้ว🎵"
I hope I can join until the end....
#夏以昼 #caleb
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Caleb whistles tunelessly to himself as he approaches the building. He's home on leave for the next two weeks, and he can't wait to see his family—especially the looks on their faces when they see him two days earlier than planned. Thinking about it already has him grinning to himself. Gran will chuckle and hug him after the initial surprise, and his pipsqueak will—well, she’ll probably punch him, he thinks wryly. But afterward…he’s looking forward to afterward, when she'll cling to him as though he'll leave again the same night. The HM-270 is parked haphazardly in the driveway, as is usual when his sister is home. Nice: a chance to sneak inside and surprise her.
Quietly closing the door behind him, Caleb unlaces his boots and toes them off, lining them up against the wall. Peering into the living room, he sees nobody. He sets his backpack down by the couch and continues to quietly explore. The kitchen’s empty; interestingly, so is her room. Caleb cocks his head at the wide-open door for a moment. Glancing to the side, he considers Gran’s room and his own. He shrugs and tiptoes over to the closest one. Gran’s room is empty, the bed neatly made. As expected; she’s probably out visiting her neighborhood friends on a nice day like today. Which leaves… There’s a faint rustling behind the closed door of his room. Caleb grins. He’s found her. Slowly, he reaches out. He turns the handle and pushes the door open slowly and silently. As soon as there’s enough room, he pokes his head in—and stops short, eyes wide.
His sister is in his bed, facedown in his pillow with her ass raised and swaying in the air. Caleb is greeted with an eyeful of glistening, twitching pussy—drooling thick clear fluid down the fingers at her clit. Her toes have curled, and her hips twitch weakly. She’s wearing his hoodie. She’s in his bed, wearing only his hoodie and nothing else, with her face buried in his pillow and her fingers buried in her cunt, and she is recovering from what appears to be a very, very satisfying orgasm. Caleb’s pulse rings through his ears, drowning out any coherent thought. He steps through the doorway, just in time to hear her groan, “Fuck, not again…” as she drags her fingers through the strings of arousal coating her lips and thighs. What did she mean, not again? Caleb’s brain is beginning to overheat. “Damn, did you miss me that much?” he asks lightly as he closes the door behind him with a deafening click. She shrieks.
Caleb catches the flung pillow easily. With his other hand, he locks the door before striding forward. Even with his long legs, though, by the time he's standing by the bed she's already tightly rolled herself up in his blanket, not a single hair showing. He pokes the lump; it shrinks away from him. He puts a hand on what he guesses is her back, and gently shakes her. She wails. “Hey,” he says. “Come on. It's not that embarrassing.” An incredulous “Yes, it is!” filters through the blankets, and they get clutched tighter. Caleb grabs a handful of fabric. Slowly, he drags the blanket off, despite her desperate clinging. As her face is revealed, he sees that it is bright red and shiny with sweat and tears. She snuffles and turns her face away. “Aw, pipsqueak, don't cry.” Gently, he pulls the hood back, off her head. “It’s super flattering, actually, you know? And honestly…kind of reassuring?” She glares over her shoulder at him in outraged confusion. “What?”
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Starting!!!🥹
Day 1 - Comforting
I actually don't really know how comforting works lol but here's my understanding ig
#AutumnWithXYZ #Caleb #夏以昼
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Okay, I'll post art here starting next monday.
Until then here's the old announcement pic with schedule for #AutumnWithXYZ week!
#Caleb #マヒル #夏以昼 #하우주
#恋と深空 #恋与深空 #LoveandDeepspace
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