DO YOU THINK YOU CAN FOOL HINAKO?

caleb and mc………

His heart had shattered when he first heard the news of how you had reacted to his death. The planned one. The one he had pulled the strings to. The fake one.

The death that wasn’t real.

You had cried at his grave for hours. Tears rolling down your cheeks, streaking your face while your hands were buried in the dirt. The rain was harsh on the day of the funeral, soaking into your clothes and hair. The ground muddy, and Caleb’s warmth had washed away. Your gut wrenching cries hadn’t gone unnoticed, for Caleb had been there. Near the trees, holding an umbrella, and silently watching.

For the first time, he couldn’t comfort the love of his life. Your cries would be heard by him, his heart clenching so tightly, his own eyes tearing up. It was for your own safety, he kept telling himself.

Until he saw him.

When Zayne stepped up behind you with an umbrella, sheltering you from the harsh weather, Caleb had clenched his jaw tightly. You were in good hands, but they weren’t Caleb’s hands. The brown haired boy wanted to reach out, pull you away from his grasp and keep you safe. Never let you go and just lock you up in his house, that way you’d never have to rely on Zayne, or any man.

Instead of letting his emotions get the better of him, her turned away when he saw you hug Zayne back. Your cries muffled against his chest, and shivering shoulders covered by the doctor’s jacket.

Caleb’s eye twitched, his upper lips curling up slightly in irritation. “That fucker…” he whispered.

⟡ HOW DEEP IS YOUR LOVE?

your fingers grazed over his today.

Your eyes didn't look at his, they were looking at zayne, as you had leaned over the lecture hall table to grab Zayne's pencil. It was only a brief contact, only for a few small seconds, before you had walked away and back to your seat a few rows above Caleb's. Isabel and Jane had assumed you were too focused on the lecture, as your eyed were glued ahead, even as they were whispering quietly and playing coolmathgames on their computers to pass the time.

You had known the truth, the ways your pupils were glued to the brown hair of the boy you loved. The boy you had followed around campus for weeks, perfectly timing "coincidental" bumps or asking to join Zayne when you knew that Caleb would be with him.

Nothing was allowed to touch your left, not until you got home, not until your underwear was quickly shimmied down your pants. You had buried your fingers deep inside your pussy, imagining they were Caleb's. It was the closest you could get to the real thing.

"a-ah..." You moaned softly, throwing your head back in pleasure. "Caleb..." A whimper escaped, half lidded eyes trailed over your ceiling before wandering around the rooms of your wall.

Every single inch of that room was plastered with polaroids of him. Most of them taken when he was unaware, or at least you thought he was unaware. Little sticky notes were pinned to the walls, "Caleb talked to Maya at the campus library. I called her parents and pretended to be planned parenthood, she won't ever talk to my Caleb again <3" or notes about him. "I saw him playing basketball today, and when his shirt rode up, you could see his boxers. He loves Calvin Klein, he's so hot."

In your haze of following him, snapping pictures of him, stealing small things from him, decorating your walls to be about him, you never noticed one thing.

That the obsession was mutual.

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"Please," he was begging, hips shallowly thrusting against your plump ass, his large hands gently pinning your legs down against your chest to fold you in half. He was desperate, so down bad, and so fucking hard. Eyebrows furrowed, eyes half lidded, and mouth agape to gasp for little breaths of air, looking on the verge of busting inside of you but edging himself to prolong the pleasure.

“Y-you’re gross..” you gasped out softly, resting back on your forearms, closing one eye and moaning when he thrusted just deep enough to hit that spongey spot. Eyes glazing over his needy face, as you tried to look as annoyed.

His thrusts only got quicker and more shallow, shameless whimpers spilling free from his lips as he nodded. “more… c’mon, insult me, slap me, hit me…” he whined, groaning out when he felt your tight pussy squeeze around him. Walls clamped down around his dick, “f-fuck… fuckfuckfuck…” he moaned quietly, as he bit down on his bottom lip and moved his hips much slower, knowing he was about to cum any second now.

“You’re dumb, a-annoying, arrogant, and you think you own me,” you whined and rattled off, stuttering from his thrusting cock, looking at him with tense eyes. That was before you pouted, and leaned up just a little, moving one of your arms quickly.

SLAP!

His breathing hitched, a red mark blooming on his stinging cheek. The room going quiet after your slap, but you didn’t seem sorry or bothered. Laying back down when you felt his dick twitch inside of you, whining softly. His eyes traced back into your naked body beneath him, gaze darkening and tongue pressing against the inside of the cheek you had slapped. He let out a shameless moan before grabbing your thighs tighter and pushing them apart roughly.

“Fuck. You’re so hot.”

Unable to hold back anymore, he sped up his thrusts, lifting his hips back and slamming against your plump ass fast and hard. Squeezing his eyes shut and furrowing his eyebrows, mouth agape in a silent moan. His hips thrusted erratically, your bedroom filled with the creaking of the bed, your moans, and the sound of his hips going “plap! plap! plap!”

He threw his head back, “a-agh..!” moaning out as his hips stuttered, when he finally came deep inside your pussy. Hot, sticky cum flooding your hole as you whimpered and squirmed, body aching and tired.

His hips began to gently roll when his orgasm subsided, looking down at you lustfully. His left hand moving to your inner thigh and thumb gently rubbing and swirling over your clit.

“Wanna pull my hair as I eat you out?”

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He was a goddamn dog, at his knees in seconds.

He was whining, pushing up your nightgown in bed and nuzzling the tip of his nose against your clothed cunt. Tongue flicking out to lick at the damp spot in the fabric.

“Pleasepleaseplease—”

“You can have a taste…” you sighed softly, knowing how much Caleb loved having a taste before pounding you into the futon with the sweetest, most innocent smile ever.

His goofy smile made your heart ache, your lips puckered into a small pout. Wet tongue and lips kissed at your slick cunt, a needy moan spilled past your soft lips when Caleb had pushed your underwear into the juncture of your thigh and quickly latching his lips around your clit. Coaxing it to peek out of its hood.

You swore you heard him whisper “yippee!” Gleefully against your pussy.

His tongue suckled around your pearl, while your fingers twitched and dug into the fabric of the soft bedsheets. “..C-Caleb..” you mewled out, breathless.

Groans and pleasured words vibrated against your slick pussy, as the brown haired man spread your thighs further apart with his rough hands. Moving his lewd focus onto your tight hole, his left hand’s thumb rubbing slowly and sensually back and forth over your puffy clit.

“Come on my face.. please… comecomecome..!” He whined against your slit, all needy and soft.

His tongue slowly slid into your tight, slick hole, curling upwards and rubbing against your gummy walls before retreating. All your senses were betraying you, all you could feel was the hot need pooling in your womb, walls clenching and contracting against his slick muscle.

“..g’nna cum…” you whispered, arching your back and hands reaching out to steady themselves in Caleb’s fluffy brown locks.

Caleb full on moaned, before pushing his slick tongue in and out of your pussy with a faster pace, thumb rubbing tighter and faster circles around your throbbing clit. Walls trembling and aching, you came only after a few seconds.

You squirted out onto his face, whining and moaning his name is a lewd, erotic cry. Arching your back, pushing your tits out into the air.

Caleb continued to suckle up your sweet essence as much as he could. Peppering kisses along your slit when you were breathless and sated, limp on the bed. “I’ll come back with my cock soon..” he happily whispered to your tight, sloppy hole.

Before he pulled away and happily smiled down at you. You swore you could’ve seen a tail wagging behind him, the lower half of his face completely dripping from your squirt.

“Did you like that, pipsqueak? Did you like it? Canifuckyounow? Pleasepleaseplease—”

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