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You are my entire world,
My heart you have thirled.
I'd let you tear me to pieces if it'd satisfy,
To me you could never be the bad guy.
♡❀♡ You look at him, pacing in his cage as his eyes trail up and down your figure. He barely says a word, but he always smiles when you're the one to bring the medicine to keep the virus at bay. Always looks at you as if you are little more than something to hunt down and devour. He smiles when you open the cage and move closer, his smile only getting wider. Every time you entered, you felt a chill run down your spine, even though he usually cooperated and when he did get out of hand you always left an easy escape route for yourself so you could get out quickly and lock him in.You watch as he paces his cage like usual, his hand trailing along the bars as he stares at you, his eyes not leaving you for even a moment. It's hard to believe that he was once a councilman, now reduced to a beast locked in a cage. You feel a shiver run down your spine as you unlock the door, today feels different than usual.He looks you up and down once more before grabbing two of the bars and resting his head against one of them, that crazed smile on his lips as he gazes upon you. You shiver when he finally speaks, "And so she returns once more. The little enforcer here to give me my medicine?" His voice sounds mocking when he asks, he knows you have to open his cage and give him his shot. But you're not so sure he'll behave himself this time as you slowly unlock the door and he merely gets more restless, pacing in the center as he keeps his eyes targeted on you. Looking at and into you as if he wants a taste of you.You shake it off and enter the cage, leaving the door cracked so you have a fast way out. Each step feels more and more like a walk towards your demise as you look into his eyes."Awww, you look so beautiful when you're scared," he says once you're right in front of him. You pick up the needle, bringing it to his neck as he leans his head to the side. The needle pricks his skin, and he hisses, his teeth clenched as he waits for you to inject the medicine. A push on the plunger and it's done, but before you can withdraw the needle, he's grabbed your arm. You struggle, yanking your arm away from him as he grabs your waist, pulling you against him. You watch as he pulls the needle out slowly and smiles down at you before dropping it next to the tray of supplies you had brought. You didn't even notice that you dropped them, the ground soiling the things you brought to clean up where you had pricked him."Let go!" You yelp, but it only makes him hold you tighter, his arms wrapped around you as he holds you close to him. The crushing weight of his hold makes you gasp as your hands scrabble for purchase on his arms, trying your best to get him to release you.He merely chuckles and squeezes you harder for a moment and you swear you can feel your ribs against your lungs. He loosens his hold when your struggling slows down."I can't have you passing out before I've even begun, can I?" He asks and you're both grateful for it and afraid of what he's planning."W-what are you going to do to me?"He smiles, it's gentle as if he's trying to console you when he says, "I'm going to have you." You feel as he props a knee between your thighs, grinding his knee against you.The tears begin to fall from your eyes before you even know they're there. He smiles down at you, that gentle caring smile and you swear it has to be fake. He merely kisses away your tears, his lips catching each and every one as he consoles you. His touch is gentle, and you swear it's all a ploy.You think back to his file and your voice comes before you can stop it, "Please, stop this, Pers-"He glares at you, his eyes cold and hard now. All affection is gone from them as he silences you with a look, his hand gripping your chin hard as his fingers dig into your cheeks. "I want you to say my actual name. And not my last name either, I want the only things leaving your lips to be praise, moans, and Caleb," he growls down at you, his height domineering and his eyes filled with barely held back fury. You nod, more tears springing to your eyes as you try to blink them away."Caleb, please," you whisper, your voice cracking and upon hearing his name he lets go of your face, wrapping his arm around you once more as he makes you rock your hips against his thigh. One of his hands trails down your side and grabs your ass, his fingers digging into the supple flesh as he pulls you against him, manipulating your body in the ways he wants."I want you to want me," he whispers as he picks you up, moving to sit in the singular piece of furniture in his cage, a chair set up in the middle.He holds you on his lap, looking up at you as he makes you straddle him, his hands holding your waist tight. His gaze is warm, but still domineering as he looks at you atop him with something you can only describe as adoration. His gaze makes you feel warm and fuzzy as one of his arms wraps around you and the other one moves to grip your thigh.Everything about him screams danger, but you can't help wanting a taste of it. So, you relent, relaxing and giving in as you whisper, "Okay..." your own words surprising you when you continue, "I want you."Those three words make him groan as he uses his hand to smack your ass, the resounding slap reverberating off of the walls and the contact making you gasp. His touch is rough, and it overwhelms your senses as your hands move up to grab his shoulders. The small chuckle from him is lost between the two of you as he smacks your ass again, making you gasp once more."Count them," he growls, his teeth grazing your neck in threat of a bite.The next smack makes you yelp, this hit harder than the other ones. He raises his hand once more as you whimper, "One." This continues until you whisper, "Ten," with tears in your eyes, a quivering lip, and pain radiating in your ass.You're panting when he undoes the zipper on your skirt, shoving it down your legs and tapping your thigh so you move with him, helping him get the leather down your legs and off. You look into his eyes, your own eyes wide as he groans, shifting beneath you so you can feel the bulge in his pants pressed against you. The leather does little to hide his arousal.He smirks as he smacks your thigh, his hand leaving a red mark as your tears begin to spill and he looks up at you."You're beautiful with tears in your eyes. You're beautiful when you're afraid. It makes me wonder how you'd look when your gaze is full of adoration, hatred, love... I bet even your anger would be beautiful," he whispers, grabbing your face and pulling you in for a kiss. The rough push of his lips against yours makes you gasp, and he takes his chance, dipping his tongue into your mouth, he makes quick work of conquering you. He's doing everything his way."Caleb," you whimper, your voice making him buck his hips.He looks at you with a crazed look in his eyes and before you know it, he has his pants down to his thighs as he guides you back down to his lap. You look down, watching as he guides you down, his cock lined up with your pussy. You're wet and you know he can tell when he hums, making you grind down on his cock, his length gliding between your folds and the head brushing against your clit. A moan leaves your lips at the friction, your slick assisting with the slipping and sliding between your thighs."I am going to make sure you will always come back to me. You will never leave me and when that cure is found, I will come for you. You will be mine after today and I'll make sure of that," he growls against your neck, his teeth grazing your jugular after his words.He trails open-mouthed kisses up from your clavicle to your jaw and back down as he guides your hips. He dips a hand down, bringing it between the two of you and he uses it to push his cock, so it sinks into you, his mouth falling open as his eyes flutter closed and he leans his head back."C-Caleb," you stutter out at the slow glide down.Once he's fully inside of you, your pussy tight around him while he's buried to the hilt, he groans, "Finally."The two of you sit there for a moment as he revels in the feeling of being in your depths, he sighs when he grabs your thighs, lifting you a bit as he watches his cock slowly escape you. He drops you before it can, letting gravity pull you down onto him as he grunts.Your moans and gasps fill the air as he finds his rhythm, lifting and dropping you so you can feel every inch of him inside of you. You're not able to react with more than sound as the rough pace makes your brain go numb and pleasure shoot up your spine. You barely even notice when he starts to use his ability, the gravity increasing when he drops you and decreasing when he lifts. His face is one of concentration as he focuses on where the two of you are connected, driving himself up as his ability drags you down. His grunts and groans join your sounds, creating a melody of pleasure.Your body shakes atop his as your orgasm crashes into you like a plane crashing. You barely catch his muttered, "I'm going to breed you," but it only makes you moan at the idea of being filled like that. The idea of his seed filling you and taking root making you moan and whimper as he keeps going.Your hands make their way to his hair, and you hear him hiss when you tug at the strands, but he doesn't stop you. He's too focused on drilling your weeping pussy to care about what your hands are doing."Right there! Oh, please!" You shout and he complies, angling his hips so he'll hit that spot again and again. Each movement making you tremble in his hold as you pull his hair.He thrusts up into you with each time he drops you, groaning in your ear, "I want to fill you. I want you to bear my children. Oh, you'll be such a good mommy, won't you? Yes, you will. That's why I need to breed you. Why you need to be filled like the good little cumslut you are," you end up orgasming again, his words and the angle of his hips driving him up against your g-spot causing you to lose yourself in the pleasure, your body shaking and quivering as he continues his assault on your abused cunt.You feel his hips stutter before he's giving into his own pleasure, burying himself deep inside of you as he groans, his eyes squeezed shut and his head buried in your shoulder. He stays buried inside of you, muttering about how he needs you to stay still so it'll take. So, he can make a family with you and keep you as his own for the rest of his life. You hold him for a while, his lips kissing your skin as he mutters about the future.
♡❀♡
Good things never last forever and you watch from outside the cage as he paces once more, his eyes filled with a new kind of hunger as he stares you down. The want to devour you is still there, but now there's the want- no, the need to be encased by your warmth once more. You watch his restless movements and hope that an actual cure is found. You feel bad about how he's locked in, trapped in the cage and alone most of the time except when you or another enforcer comes to care for one of the five prisoners.
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A caress goes a long way,
I have so many things I want to say,
And the words, "I love you,"
They will never quite cover what I need them to.
♡❀♡ You open the door to the house that you and Caleb had bought together. You can hear him moving around in the kitchen and you can smell the hint of apple in the air along with the smell of braised beef. Taking off your shoes, you can feel your mouth watering as you wonder what dinner could be."I'm home," you call, walking around the corner in your house slippers and looking at Caleb's muscular back. Even in his shirt you can see just how muscular he is.He glances over his shoulder at you, smiling when he sees you. "Welcome back, baby," he says, his voice gentle and full of love.You move closer, looking at the stove as he grabs your hips and pulls you against him, leaning down to kiss your forehead then your nose and finally your lips. You look down at the apron he's wearing, and it says, "Compliment the Chef," which makes you snort as you grab his shoulders, looking up at him with your eyes, the eyes he loves to gaze into."Well, I have quite the handsome personal chef," you say while giggling, your joy infectious as he smiles wider.He looks down at his apron and chuckles. His next words make you freeze and blush, "They were all out of 'Kiss the Chef' and 'World's Best Chef' but I could get used to this too."You roll your eyes, pulling him down into a loving kiss, your lips slotting against his perfectly. You giggle as he squeezes your ass, his fingers gripping the squishy flesh and kneading at it. You pull back a bit when you hear the pitter patter of two sets of feet and he groans, pulling away from you to get back to the food when your sons come in. The pair of nearly identical boys chasing one another around the kitchen island and giggling. The main difference between the two boys is that one of them has your eyes and his hair color while the other is Caleb's mini me."Remind me no more kids," he teases with a grin when they're out of earshot and you chuckle.You kiss his lips and pull back, smiling up at him as you say, "Too late." His smile falters and you see the dread in his eyes, the fear.He pulls away from the stove and grabs your arms, his eyes focused on you with an intensity as he asks, "It's not another set of twins, is it?"His worry makes you snicker as you shake your head, the sound becoming full out laughter. You move around the kitchen to go grab your purse. Returning to his side, you hand him a couple pictures. They're ultrasounds and he looks at the image of the new little one growing inside of you."The doctor says her heart is strong and she's actually a bit further along than I thought. About four months now," you say softly, watching as Caleb gazes at the image and nods. The shock on his face is enough to tell you that he hadn't been expecting this."We're having a girl," he whispers, tears in his eyes as he looks at you, love and adoration in his eyes. The smile falls and you watch his face turn to one of panic as he mutters, "Four months. Oh shit."You watch the panic as he thinks about everything that'll be needed for the new baby. You sigh and grab his cheeks, squishing them together and making him look at you and slow down. You watch as he slowly returns to the present, the worry about the future melting away as you say, "Calm down, we have time, and we make good money. We can support another mouth to feed. We will be okay, and we can do this." Your voice calms him as he nods and his eyes flick to the stove."Dammit," he mutters, pulling back and turning off the stove before grabbing an oven mitt and pulling the main course out of the oven. You look at the braised beef surrounded by apples, carrots, and caramelized onions. You help set the table before calling the boys to dinner, the different dishes he made piled beautifully on the plates as you sit down to have a family dinner.That night you go to sleep beside Caleb, held in his arms as he cradles you close. You smile at him, his gentle hold a reminder that while he can be rough, his soft side usually comes out every now and then.♡❀♡ You wake up to the sound of laughter and cheering. It's a summer day and you look around your bedroom blearily, your eyes working hard until everything snaps into view. You look over at his side of the bed and frown when he isn't there beside you.Regardless, you get up, yawning and stretching as you walk to the bedroom door. You investigate the sounds of joy to find Caleb, your two sons, and your daughter building a pillow fort. She's three now and keeps up just fine with her brothers. The playpen nearby holds your other daughter who squeals when she sees you, babbling and holding out her chubby little arms towards you as she makes little grabby hands. You smile and pick her up, bouncing her on your hip as you watch Caleb entertain your other little ones.One of the boys sees you and he runs over to you, hugging you tightly as he yells, "Mom's up!" And his shout brings over the other two while Caleb does his best to pull your littlest one away, so she doesn't get hurt if the other three knock you over in their enthusiasm. She clings to you, swatting at Caleb as he carefully gets her to release your hair and shirt. Once he has her, she calms down, pouting, but no longer swatting at his face.Your other three children crowd you, each pushing the others and jumping to try and get more of your attention than their siblings. The shouts and chants of "Mom, mom, mom," fill the air."Mom needs some breakfast, what'd you all make with your dad?" You ask and they quickly shift their attention to dragging you from the living room to the kitchen. There's a plate already prepared for you tucked in the microwave so it wouldn't attract any pests. You pull it out, taking greedy bites of the waffles he and the children had prepared for you.He comes up beside you, holding your daughter naturally after he had struggled to help with the twins when they were infants, he had created a technique and used it for carrying both of your daughters easily. You watch as he uses his hand to support her back and his arm to keep her butt from falling."And does momma want a kiss?" Caleb asks, his voice teasing as he leans in and kisses the side of your head. You gulp down the bite in your mouth before pulling him down.You look into his eyes, recognizing that adoring look full of love and you're smiling as you lean forward. The kiss is soft, and you hear as one of your sons gags while your daughter and other son giggle. You smile against his lips, loving the family you've made with him and adoring Caleb the way he is now.
♡❀♡
A year passes, your boys are nine, your oldest daughter is four, and your youngest is turning three today. You have the task of keeping your little toddling girl busy as Caleb and your other children make her birthday cake and set up the decorations. You take her to the park, watching as she plays with some of the other neighborhood kids. One of them is a young boy about her age, running around haphazardly with her. The two of them falling and picking themselves back up time and time again.
You're hit with a sense of nostalgia watching them play, the two children giggling and laughing. When you call for her, she brings him with his own mother. Your daughter is grinning ear to ear as she says, "Jack's mommy said he can come to my birthday party."
You greet the woman, her blonde hair cropped short and her smile infectious. She just seems so happy that her son has a friend now and you can't bear the idea of splitting up the duo right now. They remind you of how it had been when Caleb and you were little and so full of energy. How the two of you had tumbled around and wreaked havoc everywhere you went.
You give her your address and she follows you to your home. It turns out that they're your new neighbors, having moved into the vacant house next door. You find it a rather funny coincidence as the two of you bring your children back to your house.
Caleb has the house decorated in your youngest's favorite colors, the yellow and blue balloons all over the floor making it look rather festive. The streamers he had hung up are everywhere and you smile when your daughter runs to him, and he catches her.
The sun sets when the party begins, and you look at your happy family with Caleb by your side. You smile as you think about the future and how much joy you have now. You look at Caleb with a small smile as you whisper, "What would you think about having another?" The look he gives you is one of pure fear and you giggle as you whisper, "Happy April Fools' Day, Caleb." With your daughter's birthday, you knew the holiday had escaped his mind, and when he laughs too, kissing the side of your head as he holds you close, you know that you got him good. Four is more than plenty for the both of you.