kellogs_kraves
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Much to Caleb's dismay, back when him, his sibling, and Zayne were kids and played their make believe games, 'house' was one he disliked greatly. Because without fail, he was always the dog.
Honestly... who in their right mind would like being treated as a dog ? -
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Zayne was upfront about the things he liked.
Unless it concerned a certain oral cavity.
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Starts with G, ends in Y by kellogs_kraves
Fandoms: 恋与深空 | Love and Deepspace (Video Game)
06 May 2025
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Caleb brushes up on his kissing skills with Gideon in preparation for when he gets to see Zayne again, but one thing led to another. Next thing he knows, he's jacking his bro off.
Which is totally not gay, by the way. Because it's between bros.
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My love is my love, it bleeds like a wound by kellogs_kraves
Fandoms: 恋与深空 | Love and Deepspace (Video Game)
28 Apr 2025
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"No one can disturb us now. It's just us." Caleb chuckled sweetly, innocently. "I still wanna leave, but... can we just do one thing ?" Caleb's eyes flicked down to his partner's lips, slightly parted and all too enticing for him not to dive right in.
"It won't be much of a prom without ending the night with a kiss, right ?" Caleb murmured, his voice a velvet tease.
"I hope we'll stay together forever, Zayne. Wherever you'll be in another life, I'll make it my destiny to find you and make you mine again." Promises whispered over Zayne's lips, seeing the other inch closer, mouths threatening to collide.
"I love you."
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Call my name correctly and touch me, that is all you need to acknowledge by kellogs_kraves
Fandoms: 恋与深空 | Love and Deepspace (Video Game)
02 Apr 2025
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Caleb's head started to swarm with flies, attracted by the rot bubbling in the recess of his mind, the stench making their tarsi eagerly rub together. The roaring hum of their wings was all he could hear, like a blur of protection from the joyous orchestra that contrasted so heavily to what he just witnessed. What he was forced to see. His back bumped against the wall behind him as he placed a shaky hand on his head. His vision was shadowing, the throng of flies and their dark coloured specks overlaying his sight.
They long for the taste of the fruit's putrid flesh.
Let them feast.