constantchange (constantchange) wrote in supernextdoor, @ 2011-11-19 23:02:00 |
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Entry tags: | 09.16.11, caleb, caleb and everleigh, everleigh |
Happy Belated Birthday
Who: Caleb and Everleigh
What: Belated birthday celebrations
When: Friday Afternoon to start
Where: Their apartment
Warnings: NSFW
Caleb's birthday had been Wednesday but since school had been occupying both Everleigh's time and Caleb's as well, she'd only been able to make him a nice little dinner and spent the night curled up with him. Friday, however, she got off school earlier than him and was more than thankful for the extra time to prepare their apartment for when he arrived. She'd bought a ton of balloons and rented a helium tank to blow them all up. When he arrived they had a dinner of homemade pizza on the table, cake on the counter top which had also been homemade and of course the balloons which were all over the ceiling and the floor.
Domino was having a field day with the balloons and ran around chasing them and when one popped he barked and rushed off. Everleigh giggled at him and was still chuckling a little when Caleb was coming in. She turned her attention to the door and rushed over to leap on top of him. "Happy Birthday!" she breathed. "Again!"
When Caleb came in, he was kind of damp considering he had to run from his car to the apartment, as he had forgotten an umbrella. Just barely having enough time to catch Everleigh when she leaped on him, he let out a chuckle of his own. “Thank you, love.” he murmured, before looking past her at all the balloons in their apartment. “You’ve been a busy little thing, haven’t you?” he asked, a grin on his lips as he dipped his head to give her a soft kiss. “You really didn’t need to go through all the trouble.”
"Nonsense." she told him as she held tight to him for a few more moments before letting herself slide back down to her feet to stand. "It wasn't enough to just do dinner and stuff for you on Wednesday and I figured since there's no school tomorrow I'd make up for it." she smiled, kissing him once more. "Do you like it?"
He gave another little laugh, as she was always trying to do more it seemed. Either that or he rubbed off on her with some of his more elaborate plans that he had for her. “It’s perfect, Evie, really.” he told her before laughing quite a bit more when Domino all but pounced on a balloon and went whimpering in the other direction when it popped. “Dinner on Wednesday was wonderful all on it’s own too, sweetheart.”
"I'm glad you like it. I just... wanted to do something special for you and well, here's part of it. The balloons which are just as much for Domino." she chuckled. "Then there's pizza, homemade, and cake, also homemade and then after dinner and dessert, you can have... more dessert?" she offered, suggestively biting her lower lip.
He smiled a little more, “Seems like Domino is having more fun with the balloons. But really, you could have just gotten a premade cake, or ordered a pizza. All the trouble wasn’t needed.” he told her, a hand coming up so his thumb could brush against her cheek in a loving manner. “But thank you. And you, Everleigh, are a tempting woman indeed. Now how am I supposed to sit through dinner and dessert while only thinking about my second dessert?”
"It was needed." she argued. "Because I love you and you deserve a little surprise every now and then." she added with a smile, leaning into his touch to her cheek. "Well would you rather have your second dessert first?" she teased. "I promise it won't spoil your appetite. If anything it'll make it bigger. Not to mention it burns calories."
“That, my love, is completely up to you. These are surprises cooked up in your head after all. But if we start with desserts and work our way to dinner, I have no objections.” he told her before leaning down and giving her a proper kiss, not the quick one that he had given her before. “I think about our weekends together all through the week. I know I see you at night, but it isn’t the same.”
She could definitely agree with that last statement. Dinner was already forgotten. Homemade pizza was just as good cold or reheated and she could stick it back in the oven later long enough to warm. Her arms went around his neck and she kissed him once more, nipping at his lower lip. "I think I want dessert."
He gave a soft appreciative groan to the nipping at his lip, and the way that her body was pressed to his when she wrapped her arms around his neck. “Don’t have to tell me twice.” he murmured against her lips before he was kissing her all over again. His hands wrapped around her waist before sliding down over her rear end, that way they could rest at her thighs and hoist her up to wrap her legs around him. He had every intention of carrying her the distance to their bedroom, while still locked in the embrace with her.
Everleigh easily slipped her legs around him as she kissed him back. He tasted so damn good and really it was more than a little difficult for her to resist him. She let out a soft little groan of approval against his lips as he began to move towards the bedroom with her in tow. She was wearing a t-shirt and a pair of pajama bottoms, but beneath them she'd worn a lacy bit of teasing cloth. The slippers she wore thankfully covered up the stockings at least enough that he hadn't noticed them. He had at least her as a present to unwrap after all.
No, he hadn’t noticed the stockings, and if he had, he would have commented on them. But he was much too enthralled in the kiss, and the carrying her to notice much of anything else at the moment. Even to the point of barely remembering to close the door behind them, to keep the dog out of the room. Once he had her seated on the edge of the bed, he pulled back long enough to smile at her and pull his shirt off of him. “I’ve missed you, terribly.” he whispered before opting to show her just how much that statement was true when his lips pressed against hers again.
When the shirt was gone, she pressed herself against him and kissed her back, nipping at her lower lip before pulling back again. "Are you ready to open your present?" she whispered against her mouth as she slid her fingers down to the hem of her shirt and slowly drew it up and over her head as she let the backless slippers fall to the floor. With the shirt now off, she tossed it aside and flushed a bit as she bit her lower lip and awaited his reaction.
Caleb gave her a confused sort of look when she was asking if he was ready to open his present. Though a brow went up as she then started to take off her shirt. And finally, his jaw then dropped at seeing what lay beneath the shirt that was stripped from her. He was completely and utterly rendered awestruck at seeing Everleigh in that lacy getup. The first sound that came from him was a bit of a groan, before he let his fingers trail on the ribbons right around her navel. “With bows and everything .. but .. there’s more?” he asked softly, his fingers going to the waist of the pajama bottoms where it seemed the getup she was wearing went below those as well. “You’re trying to kill me by giving me a massive hardon and have all the blood in my body go to one place instantly, aren’t you?”
She smirked a little as she slipped from his lip, turning around so her backside was facing him as she slowly bent over, sliding her pajama bottoms to the floor and stepping out of them. "Don't want to kill you." she murmured as she teasingly wiggled her bottom before sliding back up into a standing position. "But... I'm guessing that you like your present?"
He watched, everything, because there was no way he was going to be able to tear his eyes off of her. None at all. “You’re going to kill me for sure.” he murmured, unable to stop himself. “You, my love, are turning into quite the little minx, and of course I love my present.” he told her before moving a bit closer to her, his hands going to undo the button and zipper of his jeans, before pushing those off, and leaving himself in just his boxers. At least he wouldn’t have to deal with the jeans binding him anymore. Not when he planned on unwrapping his present.
Everleigh smirked a little at his words and glanced back at her fiance over her shoulder. She watched him as he undid his jeans and slid them down. She could never get over the way he looked when he took off his clothes. He was beautiful to her and even more so when all he wanted was to touch her. The look in his eyes said he wanted her just as much as she wanted him. Turning to face him fully, she blushed a little again. "I was afraid you'd think it was too much.." she admitted.
He noted the blush, and it just made the grin on his lips all the more apparent, “Never too much, you just keep on turning into this little sex kitten goddess.” he mused before his hand was brought up to cup her cheek as he leaned down to be able to kiss her again. His free hand was gliding over her shoulder to the strap of the bra there, and then down the fabric until he could feel the lace of the cup. A little groan at the feeling of it sounding within in the kiss. His fiance was going to drive him crazy, and she knew it.
The simple movement of his fingertips sliding over her body had her nipples hardening before he even reached her breast. When he did let his fingers brush against her chest, she let out a little moan of approval. The simple way he touched her was always so gentle and soft and yet it inspired from her thoughts of doing the most rough, dirty things to him.
He pulled her closer to him then, feeling her against his body, the little bit of cloth that she was wearing against his skin. If asked, he’d probably admit that this .. this was even hotter than her being fully naked. Though that was hot too. He pressed his hips against her, his hardon saluting from within his boxers. His thumb brushed gently across one of the perk nipples beneath the lace, part of him wanting to keep her in this outfit of choice, just lay her on the bed and push part of it out of the way, and claim her over and over again. The thoughts then having him ask, “How against it would you be if I didn’t fully unwrap you?”
She bit her lower lip at his question, though the whole thought of the outfit being so provocative that he couldn't even seem to want to get her out of it told her she'd chosen the right one. "I don't think I'd be opposed." she whispered against his lips, gently tugging his lower one as her blue eyes opened to catch his. "I'm your present, you can do with me what you wish."
Caleb let out a breath at her words, because really he wanted to do whatever he wished and more. But first it was getting her onto the bed rather than just standing there. Hoisting her up again, he moved her to lay down, and then hovered over her. “Anything I wish?” he mused before nipping at her bottom lip, then kissing her slow. “Anything I wish could be a dangerous thing, love.”
She grinned up at him and nodded. "It's your birthday present." she whispered. "You can do with me anything you wish." Sure she was leaving herself at his mercy, but she knew he wouldn't do anything that would hurt her, so what was wrong with giving him the ability to maneuver her as he wished?
He found himself groaning again against her lips. He wouldn’t have been able to stop himself even if he tried in that moment. He moved himself a little though, letting one hand hold him up above her, while the other slipped down between them, so that his fingers could search out the heat between her legs, to feel her above the slip of fabric. She might be his present but damnit he was going to have her enjoying herself too.
She let out a soft little gasp when his fingers slipped over the heated mound between her thighs. "Caleb..." she breathed out, her hips rocking up against his hand. God he was driving her crazy already and they hadn't even started much of anything yet. This only proved to her that the rest of the night would be more than enjoyable for the both of them.
He smirked a little when he heard her breathe out his name, his fingers just pressing a little more against her mound, the callouses on his fingers catching the fabric of the lace enough that he was already wanting to push it aside. But he was holding himself back in that regard. His mouth trailed kisses from her lips, down her neck, and then to the swell of her breasts. “You might need to dress up more often for me.” he mused before catching one of her nipples in his mouth, feeling the lace of the bra with his tongue.
Everleigh bit her lower lip as she heard him speak, his fingers still moving over most sensitive spots and his lips being so tortuous that she thought she might burst. She gasped again when his mouth closed around her nipple and she arched her chest upwards towards his lips. "Caleb..." she breathed once more, her fingers sliding into his hair and clutching at the strands.
Taking his time, he slowly pushed the fabric aside so that way he could let his fingers graze over her folds, having every intention on having her climax well before he even allowed himself to enter her. As she had said before, he could do what he wanted. His fingers parted her a little, allowing one finger to search her, looking for that one button of nerves that he could toy with for a little, wanting her to squirm. While he was doing this, his lips tugged gently on the nipple in his mouth before releasing it and trailing kisses over the fabric to the other breast, to give it just as much attention.
She could feel every movement he made as if it were in slow motion. The simple sliding of the fabric away from her skin so his fingers could slide over her without that barrier felt like it took decades and not seconds. Her hips rocked against his fingers and it seemed all that could escaped her lips were soft gasps and moans of approval and yearnings for more. She definitely squirmed so he got what he wanted, especially when his fingers brushed over that little button that drove her insane. Her muscles tightened instinctively, aching to be filled up by him.
He concentrated on that bundle of nerves with his fingers, only lifting his head to watch the reactions on her face because of what he was doing to her. “God, you’re beautiful.” he breathed out before slipping a single finger into her to get some of the wetness that form there to coat his finger, then moving it right back to her clit, so it would slide against it easier with the slickness now.
He was being mean to her with that tease of his finger. Slipping it inside of her for that brief moment and then taking it away again. She whimpered a little and shifted enough that she could find his mouth and steal a kiss. "I love you..." she whispered out against his lips. "Want you so bad."
That whimpering sound that she gave? That made him want to put his finger back inside of her, or the raging hard on that he had at the present moment. But he let out a breath, trying to stall himself in this. Even if she was making it so bloody hard. “I love you too, Evie.” he whispered back, kissing her again and giving a little groan at her admission of want. “Not yet.” he told her, but the rubbing with his fingers on her clit? Well that became a little more insistent.
Not yet? She whimpered again, especially when his fingers brushed over her clit with more insistence. "God I just want you inside me..." she breathed out, eyelids fluttering closed as her body arched up off the bed a tiny bit, wanting to press herself more against him.
While she was arching so beautifully, Caleb moved himself yet again. This time positioning himself to where he could dip his head, and instead of his fingers toying with her clit, she’d then feel his tongue. A groan sounding from him as not only could he now taste her, but he could glance up the length of her body, see her arching herself and showing that sexy little getup she was wearing off. Drawing her clit into his mouth, sucking on it gently while he flicked his tongue against it, he even dared to dip one of his fingers into her again.
With her eyes closed, she hadn't been paying much attention to anything other than the way he felt and she hadn't realize he was moving the way he was until his lips touched her skin. She cried out his name and arched further, pressing herself against his face. Her fingers immediately slid into his hair, holding him there where he was and groaning loudly in approval.
When he heard his name being called like that, it just caused his cock to twitch, wanting to be in her so badly that it nearly hurt. But still, he wanted her to get off before then, that way he could bring her for a second time when he was thrusting inside of her. “Evie, don’t hold back..” he told her, his breath against her before he was going right back to running his tongue on her, his fingers exploring her.
She wasn't holding back all that much, but when he told her that he didn't want her to hold back, she stopped even bothering with that little bit of restraint. She let out soft little groans and couldn't help but arch further still, aching for more touches from that perfect mouth of his.
He hadn’t known if she was holding back or not, but he still wanted to urge her to give him everything. And the fact that it seemed to cause her to give more of those perfect sounds, and arch her body in ways that were just criminal, it made him groan out even louder against her. He started sucking on her clit just a little bit more, his fingers delving just a bit deeper within her, pressing against her walls to try and make her feel as full as possible without his cock being inside of her.
Everleigh swallowed down air as she forced her eyes opened again. They moved over his face, at least the bit she could see and another soft groan escaped her. "Caleb..." she whimpered. "So close." And she was, dangling on the edge, right there up against the end.
He dared to peek up at her, which just set him to want her even more, and the words she gave. Those blissful little words just had him pressing his tongue against her more, flicking against her clit as fast as he could get his tongue to work. A little groan of approval sounded from him then, he wanted her to tumble over that edge, he wanted to taste all of her.
He wanted her to tumble and tumble she did. She barely had a chance to prepare herself for the fire that shot through her. Her body arched up off the bed, her fingers sinking into his hair and she groaned at his touch. There was no way to describe the ache that had built inside of her until it burst forth and cries of approval were all that she could utter, unable to even form coherent words.
He lapped at her as she came, another yet louder groan sounding from him as she tugged at his hair, pretty much keeping him in place as she rode her climax. Which was beyond sexy, the sounds, the fact she was pressing herself to his face. He waited just a few moments before he slowly pulled back, just long enough so he could make his way to grab a condom from the nightstand, wasting no time before ripping into the package and rolling it on himself. Seconds later, he was positioning himself at her entrance, slowly pushing himself into her. “You feel soo good.” he breathed out as soon as he was sheathed within her.
Having him inside of her was just what she wanted. She immediately spread her legs further apart to make more room for him between them. Her arms went around his neck and she let out a soft little moan of approval at feeling complete once again. "You feel perfect..." she gasped.
Caleb began kissing her again, mingling the taste of her lips with the taste of her juices. Probably one of the best flavors he could think of. “I could tell you the same thing.” he mumbled against her lips before he started to pull out and then thrust back in. Keeping his movements slow, as if he was savoring the feeling of her.
Everleigh didn't care if he tasted of her. If anything it only served to turn her on even more. Just knowing that he loved her enough to help her reach a peak before he even dove into the water was something that made her love him more, if that was even possible. She liked the slow movements, liked that he wanted to make this last. She kissed him again, her fingers playing with the hair at the nape of his neck.
The kiss had him wanting to start moving faster, but he refrained, instead putting the feelings of it into the kiss, probing her mouth with his tongue. He paused long enough to pull back to look at her, then moving himself to where he could easily roll them so she’d be on top. “I want you in control, I want to see you bounce on me.” he groaned out, his hands going to feel her breasts through the fabric there.
She was slightly surprised when he rolled them over, after all she had only been with him and not a lot of those times had resulted with her on top. Still, she wanted to give him what he wanted so she began to move her body, rolling her hips in the same pace that he'd been rolling his. Her hands moved out, fingers splaying over his chest as she let out a little groan of approval. "Caleb..." she breathed. "You feel so good... I... god I love you... Touch me, please touch me."
So this was completely perfect, and he didn’t know why they didn’t end up having her on top more often. One of his hands stayed on her breast, kneading it through the fabric as the other trailed down her body. He didn’t need to be told twice to touch her, and he figured that he’d make the touching worth it. He ended up putting his hand between them, that way when she pushed her hips down his fingers would be there to rub lightly against her clit. “Feel .. so good .. I love you too.” he breathed out, unable to really form coherent thoughts.
He wasn't the only one having difficulty thinking or even making a simple thought. Her hips picked up the pace and she couldn't help but have little sounds escaping her, growing in volume with each rock of her hips. "So good.." she agreed, clenching her muscles purposely. Her body arched into his fingertips.
He was having more than just the difficulty in speaking, he was also having trouble in keeping himself from spilling his seed into the rubber too soon. Hell, if she had lasted any longer while he was using his mouth on her, he probably would have came just from the anticipation. She was his first, and as much as they’d been having fun since the first time, he still wasn’t overly experienced. He began rolling his hips a little, trying to meet with hers each time they came down onto him. He wanted her to get off again before he did, even if it was so damn hard considering what she was doing to him.
Everleigh was close again, teetering on the edge. Leaning down, she caught her fiance's lips with her own and let out a soft whimper against his mouth. "I'm gonna come..." she whispered against his mouth, a little gasp slipping out against his lips. Her muscles clenched around him again, deliberately this time, wanting him to fall over that edge with her. Her movements became much more urgent and she was pretty much just grinding against him, aching for release.
With her words, he couldn’t keep himself still at all, his hips rising off the bed more urgently to match her pace. His hands moved to grip at her hips, to aid in her movements, as well as giving him something to hold on to. A loud grunt of a groan sounded from him then, as he pressed his hips to hers and his hands held her in place. One of those primal urges to let off as deep into her as possible, even if there was thankfully the rubber in the way. His cock twitched with his release, and then giving a few very slow thrusts within his climax.
Hearing him grunt and feeling the way his cock twitched inside of her had her going off in loud little gaspy sorts of screams. Somewhere in the midst of the noise came his name mangled by her climax. Her body continued to shake and grind against his until she was spent and she fell forward against him with a little whimper of exhaustion. "Happy Birthday..." she managed to breath out as she buried her face against his neck. She should definitely get points for the best birthday present ever.