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Caleb opens the door to his home, and is met with the smell of apple pie. A smile sneaks its way onto his face, you must have wanted to do something special for him since it was your guys' first time seeing each other face to face in a year. He planned on hopping in the shower quickly so he could make dinner for everyone, and then having apple pie for dessert. Walking through his childhood home like this was weird. He stares at all the empty spaces, remembering when they were filled with laughter from children and toys everywhere. You were always a bit messy, but he happily cleaned up after you.
A memory that would always come up to him when he thought about the old days was when he was 17, and it was also your birthday. You had on your special outfit along with your special accessories, most of them had been apple themed(you'd often accused him of putting his 'claim' on you, and he'd always respond with "so what if i was, pips?" patting your head when you rolled your eyes in annoyance). You stood in front of your cake, clapping a long as him and your grandma sang you happy birthday. When they were done, you'd blow out the candle and make the same wish as you did every year. “i wish for Caleb to grow big and strong so he can always be by my side protecting me.”
He smiles fondly, moving towards his bedroom. The songs from your playlist that you had made for him dance their way into his ears, blocking out all sound. He wondered if you were still here, or if you were maybe out getting something, some finishing touches for tonight's dessert. He opens his bedroom door, and is greeted with quite the sight. You, laying on your back with a small vibrating toy in your hand that comes into contact with your middle. Your eyes are closed and your mouth is open just a bit to let out soft whimpers and groans. He freezes up, the sound of the music moving somewhere far away, his eyes zeroed in on your movements.
You open your eyes at hearing a small gasp, and you let out a yelp yourself, which seems to snap him out of his daze. "C-Caleb!" You quickly sit up, dragging his duvet over you. "Ah.. uh..." Heat creeps its way up his neck and into his cheeks, "I.. I'm sorry!" He turns around and places both hands over his face, his eyes still wide. "I, I didn't hear anything so I..." He stops speaking once he realizes that one, this was his bedroom. His bed. Why in the world are you pleasuring yourself in here? second, you were wearing his shirt.
He slowly turns his face back around, your wide eyes locking with his, your breath stuttering. "Are you..." He swallows, turning around completely. "Wearing my shirt?" You flush, gaze avoiding his. "I'm sorry, I.. I had no idea you'd be home today. I thought you would come tomorrow." You murmur, bringing his duvet more to cover yourself. His lips quirk up into a smirk, "pipsqueak, even so, why are you doing this in my bed wearing my shirt?" He crosses his arms, tilting his head slightly.
"T-thats! Well.." You stutter out, scrambling to find an excuse, heart dropping once you hear his low chuckle. "Don't bother trying to come up with an excuse, pips." He begins slowly moving towards you, unzipping his hoodie. Your entire body feels as if its on fire, his gaze burning through that duvet. He crawls on top of the bed, grabbing the duvet and gently pulling it off of you. You let him, and he lets out a low groan once he sees you in just his shirt and nothing else. Your hand moves to cover your most intimate area, but he uses his evol to stop you.
"Caleb! Using your evol is cheating!" His response is nothing but a smug smile, running his gaze down to your sex. It was dripping, thanks to your earlier work, and throbbing in need. "Seems you decided it was okay for you to do something like this right on the place where I sleep." Your breath stutters, shame stopping you from looking up at him. "Did it maybe turn you on, thinking about me sleeping right on this spot, smelling your arousal but not quite knowing where it was from?"
You quickly shake your head in denial, "I was going to wash the sheets afterwards, I promise! I would never--" He shuts you up with his next sentence. "I would have known exactly where it was from." You look up to meet his eyes, which were full of want and need. "Come on pips," he speaks in a low tone. "I did your laundry all the time back then." Your eyes widen in shock, "you.. you sniffed my underwear?" His smirk widens, and his next words seriously make you want to sink into the ground.
"Don't act innocent, I saw you doing it to mine as well." All the breath from your lungs get stolen from you, shame and embarrassment moving quickly around your entire body. If you had felt like your body was on fire before, well you were really burning up now. "W-what?" He lets out a laugh, left hand moving up to rest on your calf, running it up and down. "I even saw when you stole one of my boxers, sneaky girl." He moves closer, forcing your thighs open and resting them one on each side of him. His hand creeps closer to your inner thigh, feather-light touch teasing.
"That was..!" He shakes his head, "no need to come up with more excuses." More excuses meaning, when he had asked you if you knew were his favorite boxers were, 3 days after you had stolen it.
"Are you suure you have no idea pipsqueak? I'd be really sad if I never found them again." His expression takes one of sadness, and your chest tightens slightly with guilt. "I already told you, I dont know!" You cross your arms, standing in front of him as he sits on the couch. "You're the one that does the laundry, not me. Why would I know?" He gives you a small smile, head turning to look out the glass door. "Is that so.. well, can't be helped I guess." You were a bit confused at his reaction, but relieved that he let it go. He would never find out.
...At least, thats what you thought. And honestly, you had forced yourself to forget all about the actions of your perverted old self. Today, you would never do something like that(after all, you had his gym pictures saved as well as pictures of him in just a towel, ones he had no idea you took). But Caleb not only admitting that he saw you take his and that he basically let you, but also admitting that he did the exact same. The need from your middle only grows stronger with this new found information, and Caleb could tell. He could always tell with you. His hand crept closer and closer to where you wanted him the most, and then you finally felt his touch on you. You arch your back and let out a moan, not breaking eye contact with him.
His eyes are heavy lidded and his mouth slightly open, panting. "Ah, you're so wet. Did you get wetter from my confession?" His fingertip prods against your entrance and you rapidly nod, this would be one of the few times you did not want to act like a brat, you knew exactly how mean he could get and you really could not handle any teasing of his right now.
He licks his lips and slowly pushes his finger into your opening, the unfamiliar stretch forcing a sharp gasp from you. You grasp his forearm, the one connected to the hand inside you, gripping it tightly as if it were your life line. "Does it hurt?" You shook your head, "no.." another gasp leaves you as he pushes in deeper, "just, the stretch is.. a bit, uncomfortable." You close your eyes again, brain trying to focus on the pleasure you knew would eventually come.
It does, when he begins moving his finger inside of you, prodding around. Your eyes snap open when he tries to add another finger, "is this okay?" Honestly, you don't think you're ready for another one just yet, but you still want it so badly. You nod at him, causing him to push another one in. Instead of feeling any pain, pleasure overtakes you instead. He moves his fingers in and out, swirls them around and massages that spongy spot inside you once he realizes what it is.
He leans in and presses wet kisses on the side of your neck as he scissors his fingers inside of you, the wet sounds from it reaching your ears and making you shiver. You wrap your arms around his neck and pull him in closer, his mouth continuing its assault on your neck. A loud gasp forces its way out of your throat when you feel his thumb on your clit, and he leans back to make eye contact with you, mouth inches from yours. Feeling embarrassed, you try looking away only to hear his voice pleading for you not to. "Don't look away, please," he pants. "I want you to look at me when you cum, okay?"
You groan in response, but reluctantly make eye contact with him anyway. A smirk blossoms on his face, and his eyes somehow become darker. His thumb continues circling around your nerves while his fingers moving in and out of you. Your legs shake slightly and you start feeling that tightening feeling in your stomach, quickly getting tighter and tighter. "Caleb, I--" "I know, go ahead, let me feel you cum on my fingers, yeah?" You nod, without really knowing why, your mind zeroing in on that feeling, desperate for it to snap. His thumb presses down on your clit gently but firmly, and his fingers drag against that spot inside of you, making that tight thread inside you finally snap.
You yell out his name as you finish, body twitching. You convulse around him, and overstimulation quickly takes over as he continues moving his fingers inside you. "Caleb....no..mm, no more.." He chuckles, not removing his fingers as he lays you down on the bed, your body weak. His fingers aren't moving, just staying snug inside of you. Caleb stares down at where you are connected, quiet. You breathe heavily, looking up at him. "Caleb?" You breathe out, and he smiles in response. "Your cunt looks cute wrapped around my fingers."
Your eyebrows shoot up as your face flushes, "Caleb!" you try removing his hand but his evol stops you. He leans down, kissing your chest over his shirt. "And you look.. really cute in my shirt." His evol finally lets go of your hand, and you move it to his head, taking a gentle hold of his hair. "Caleb, can you...ugh.." You wiggle your hips slightly, willing for him to get the damn hint and take them out so he can put something else in. "Can I what?" Oh, I guess he was going to act up even though you were being the most obedient you have ever been with him(yeah, you were a bit of a brat around him but so what? he's the one that indulges, and even encourages it!). "Are you kidding? If you're going to be difficult, I'm leaving." Well, of course you weren't actually going to. Not even his evol could get you off him, not that he would use it to get you off of him. "Oh? And what, gonna steal my shirt to use for later then?"
He finally removes his fingers, and you sigh in both relief and disappointment at the feeling of being suddenly empty. You never realized just how empty it was without something(Caleb) inside you. But that thought quickly flies away when you see him slowly bring up his hand towards his face, tongue darting out to lick at his fingers. Your eyes widen, and a smirk finds its way on his face as he continues licking at his fingers, cleaning them completely.
When he brings his hand to your mouth, you open it without hesitation. He slips his fingers into your mouth, “suck.” His commanding tone sends shivers down your spine, and you obey. His mouth opens slightly as he stares at you sucking on his fingers like a lollipop. You only stop when he presses down on your tongue, and uses his other hand to part your thighs more before moving it down to his middle where he finally pulls himself out. Not able to move your head due to his fingers just not letting you, you use only your eyes to look down, and a whimper leaves you at the sight of his dick. Its long, it could almost reach your belly button you think. It’s quite girthy as well, but not to the point you’re worried or scared.
Well as far as that goes, the length itself scares you quite a bit. As if Caleb can hear your thoughts(or maybe you’re making a face that gives you away), he uses his hand to lift up your face. “Scared?” He challenges, making you scoff. “Because it’s okay if you are.” His face softens and you bite your lip before shaking your head. “I’m not scared, I want this.”
He smiles at you and nods, “okay.” He lines up with your entrance, gently pressing against it, low moans leave your mouth at the action. He leans in and presses an unsure kiss on your mouth, but you quickly kiss him back deeply. Tongue dancing with yours, he finally pushes in, making you involuntarily locking up at the unfamiliar intrusion. He stills completely once he feels a barrier touch his tip, and he pulls away from the kiss. “Are you good?” You nod quickly, and your hand flies up to his shoulder, gripping tightly when he presses deeper inside, stretching that barrier.
Sweat beads down your neck, your face grimaces in slight pain and a yelp leaves you when he finally breaks through. Calebs mouth opens slightly and he pants heavily, licking and kissing at your neck. He lets out a groan when you throb around him, “ah, so fuckin’…..” he licks his lips. “Tight.” You let out a whimper when he begins slowly moving inside of you, your hands wrap around his neck in a tight grip, holding him against you. His breathy moans next to your ears makes your lower abdomen tingle as well as you fluttering around him.
“Ah, already close, huh?” He teases, licking and nibbling on your ear. His left hand rests on your stomach before moving up towards your chest, cupping it in his hands and gently massaging it. He moves away from your neck and down to face your chest, licking it and quickening his movements inside you. Your grip around him tightens at that, and him biting down gently at the front of your chest and licking around it only fuels that tight feeling more.
“You’re squeezing me so tightly, are you trying to cut my dick off?” He speaks in a hoarse tone and chuckles lowly, bringing out a long whine from you. “Caleb, close, so close, please, un—“ “yeah? Gonna cum on my cock? Mark your territory?” All you can do is nod, so focused on this newfound pleasure of yours. Nothing like your fingers or toys, and your brain feels both confused and overwhelmed by this, not knowing if you want to stop or continue.
But any thought of stopping stops when you feel his thumb press down gently on the side of your clit, giving it small circles, causing your body to freeze for a second before letting out a loud moan of his name. Caleb chokes out a gasp before he spills into you, the realization that the man you grew up with as your brother just finished inside you unprotected makes you go still.
Loud and heavy breaths circle around the room, your gaze refusing to look up at him. “Pips?” He breathes out, hand reaching up to touch your cheek. “Wow, you’re burning up.” He laughs, rubbing soothing circles on your hips with his free hand. He slowly pulls himself out, earning a small whimper from you. He stares down at his cum flowing out of you, and you use your hands to cover yourself up. “Don’t stare!” He laughs, taking one of your hands in his to give it a small kiss. A few seconds of silence go by where all he does is kiss your palm and wrist while you watch. “Caleb..” “hm?” He looks up at you, and you bite your lip. “This, uhm..” this man was supposed to be your brother, the one who just came inside of you. The one who ‘deflowered’ you, and let you do the same to him. Your brother, the one who kissed your lips in a way brothers aren’t supposed to.
You let out an abrupt laugh, ignoring Calebs confused expression. Were you seriously thinking like this now? After he had already seen everything? Touched you all over? You're pulled from your thoughts by Calebs voice, "what's going on in that little noggin' of yours?" His smile is so genuine and happy, like he had finally gotten something he craved. "Well.. I'm just thinking.." "Abooout?" You give him a small smile at his teasing voice, "we're.." you swallow. "basically.. siblings." His smile falls at that, "and we.. did this." You breathe out, eyes widening slightly as it all comes crashing down at you. What did you think would happen? That after this, you could just go out and happily tell the world about your relationship? No matter how much you wanted it, you knew it would be frowned upon. What would your grandma think? Your dear grandmother, who raised you both as siblings.
"This is Caleb, he'll be your brother from now on." The young boy in front of you smiles down at you. You clutch your grandmothers leg tighter, "brother?" He nods, "you can call me whatever you like. Brother or Caleb. Doesn't matter, I'll always be here to protect you."
Ah, you've really done it now. You look up, wondering about Calebs silence, freezing when you see his cold look. "I have never once thought of you as my sister." Your mouth opens slightly in surprise, feeling a hand creep its way up your neck and holding the back of it gently. He leans in and presses a long kiss to it, before moving back enough to speak. "This, is what I've always wanted." "Ca--" "And don't you dare tell me this isn't what you want. Sisters dont go around smelling their brothers underwear." Your mouth snaps shut, and you look down. Well, he's got a point. That and also the thought of him ever being with someone else, giving someone thats not you attention, always made your stomach twist, even 12 year old you hated seeing your 15 year old brother around other girls. "Relax pips, they just had some questions about an assignment. You know you're the only one that I pay attention to."
”So this… what are we…” He shakes his head, “theres no need to label everything. If you’re stressed about this, then I can just continue being your normal Caleb. If you want your brother, then thats what I’ll be. If you want a boyfriend, then thats what I’ll be. You can call me whatever you want.” His hand reaches down for yours, bringing it up to his cheek, making you cup it as he nuzzles into it. “I want to be everything for you. I want to be the one that takes care of you.” He kisses your palm, “and taking care of your.. needs is something only I can do. No one can treat you like I do.”
Ah, looks like you really dug yourself a deep hole this time, all because you just had to get off in his room like some pervert. “Now, let me clean you and everything here up so we can enjoy that sweet apple pie you made, hm?”