caleb love and deepspace
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Hypothetically, if Caleb kisses you, you’ll hypothetically kiss him back.
(This is the mildest fic I’ve written but it’s tagged at E bc it’s still explicit. Sorry for the bad tags. Unedited. I’ll edit one day.)
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Context: It's summer and although you don't want to cuddle, Caleb is disgustingly clingy even when you both are sweaty. You've lived with it for years, so does it really matter?
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It’s fine. It’s not like you’ll find out.
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Original Version of my fic Gemini.
Caleb takes the role of being your gege very seriously. But when you head to Skyhaven for the weekend, all of the lies you both hide behind begin to unspool around you. There's nothing you won't do to protect each other.
Morally Grey MC x Yandere Caleb
---------“Look at me,” he orders.
He’s just as commanding as before, but his tone has shifted, evolving into something less angry, but no less intense.
You immediately comply and look up at him through your lashes. Your faces are close enough that you can count the faint splattering of freckles across his cheeks. His face is still twisted into a cold, authoritative mask, but you see glimpses of something else, something heated and intense, permeating through the cracks.
Caleb studies your reaction with blatant, undisguised fascination. He drinks in your response, your submission, with something akin to reverence.
He leans down, head lowering until his mouth rests just beside your ear.
“I asked you a question, meimei.”
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This fic has been Rewritten. This is the original version.Series
- Part 3 of Chronicles Across the Deepspace
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You’ve been pining for Colonel Caleb in silence, hiding your feelings behind friendship and stolen glances—until one lonely day in his apartment breaks your restraint. Drowning in the scent of his shirt and the ache of unspoken desire, you give in to your need.