Archive of Our Own ^beta

Pipsqueak, are you trying to claim this as your own?” He asked nervously, half joking. But then she reached for his zipper. His eyes widening at her sudden gesture. The button on his pants couldn’t come undone any faster. She couldn’t wait until they got home. It was an ideal scenario—the cafe was empty, the barista had stepped outside for their nightly smoke break, and she needed Caleb right here, right now.

“I think you already know the answer to that, Caleb” Her eyes lazily looked over his increasingly flushed face and ears, proud of the effect she had on him. His breath quickened as she slowly dragged her palm over his crotch, the feeling of his growing manhood fueling her actions. “Hey….” he grabbed her hand. “What has gotten into you? Have I…been making you feel neglected lately?” His voice trembled despite his sincerity, he was unable to hide how close he was close to cumming in his pants from her touch alone.

A smile crept on her face, the answer was obvious — of course not. They were always having sex whenever they could; in the bed, the kitchen, the couch, the bathroom. But never once in public, and what better place than their favorite cafe. A place they’ve frequented so many times, one where the’ve created many memories. What’s one more?

She fixed her lips to respond to his query.

“Caleb…” her left hand traveled to the shell of his ear, caressing it softly between her thumb and index finger.  “We only have 10 minutes. Be a good boy for me, okay?” A soft whisper that spilled from even softer lips, he couldn’t keep eyes off of them. For a moment, he pictured them wrapped around his dick, how it would feel to have just the head between her lips. One thing was for certain, he couldn’t deny how his stomach coiled with desire when thought of the potential ramifications of being caught. What it would mean for Linkon’s finest Deepspace hunter to be seen doing such a debauched act, to the Fleet’s colonel no less.

Caleb nodded and before he knew it, he was pushed down on the chair, she settled between his legs like it was a second home. This was it, she was really gonna do this here. “You look so nervous, like a little virgin, it’s kinda hot.” she mused as she freed him from his pants. She ogled his dick, feeling the weight and warmth in her hands. Her pussy absolutely soaked from seeing it in their favorite public place. “Now’s not the time for jokes…not when…” his words dwindled as she rubbed his frenulum ever so gently, the slight touch making him feel weak and vulnerable. He slumped into the couch as she marked him with her saliva, watching it drip down his shaft before she gathered it with her tongue. The licks were slow and long, making him squirm in his seat. Now every bone in his body was screaming ‘Suck me off, please put my dick in your mouth before they come back.’

Trapped between panic and desperation, Caleb looked over his shoulder — worried the barista could walk in at any minute. “Baby, we really don’t have enough time…”he said underneath his breath. She kissed the tip before swirling her tongue around it like a delicious cherry lollipop — hoping that would get his attention. “Caleb? Do you like when I do this?” Her question almost seemed rhetorical to him, but her eyes told a different story. His lips parted, the words coming out fragmented and breathy.

“Y-yes but I want—“ he covered his mouth with his hand, closing his eyes to hide from himself —the Caleb who wanted this so badly.

“Tell me, I won’t know until you say it”

“I wanted to see if you could, y’know….deep throat?” he uttered nervously.

The corner of her mouth lifted at his admission. She leaned forward in his lap almost as if she couldn’t hear him. “Want me to take you deep in my mouth, baby? I can try but you’re so big Caleb. I’ll try my best but I need you to watch, don’t take your eyes off of me, okay?” Caleb opened his eyes, watching as she prepared to take him fully. She flipped her hair over her shoulder before pulling down her dress straps, revealing her soft and supple breast he loved so much.

“My god, pips.”

Soon enough, she sunk her mouth down, bobbing her head like she had something to prove. Inch by inch, she was getting closer to the hilt. With one more swallow, she had made it to the base of his dick. Her throat flexing on the tip as she breathed through her nose. “Pips, gonna—nghh fuck. It’s so fucking tight.” Her teary eyes looked at him as her head bobbed faster. “Don’t stop, baby. Keeping going jus—aw just like that, fuuuuuck you’re so good at this, s’good.” His body jerked as he came, muscles contracting as she continued sucking him through his orgasm. Filthy, desperate moans escaped his lips as thick ropes filled her mouth. When she came up for air, she laid her eyes on a cumstruck Caleb who looked as if he could melt into the chair.

“See? That didn’t take so long. And with enough time to spare.” She licked the cum from the corner of her lips and pulled her dress straps over her shoulders.

“What…about you?” His voice husky and hoarse.

She paused in disbelief.

“You wanna…?”

His amethyst eyes were glazed over as he sat up from the chair. They bore into her, hazy but still piercing. His hand wrapped around her wrist tightly as he spoke “This good boy wants to be tongue deep in your pussy.”

“Caleb!” She squealed, not expecting him to say something so vulgar in public.

“What? You said it yourself, we have some time to spare before he’s back. Sooooo…” She reminded herself she started this but little did she know he planned to finish it.

This was a man who submitted to this thrill, a man who wanted her to experience it for herself. With swiftness, he switched their positions, laying her gently on the chair. His calloused hands caressed her soft thighs, the contact making her walls clench around nothing. His thumb rubbed her inner thighs getting dangerously close to her core, where she wanted him. “Don’t worry, I won’t make you wait, pipsqueak…I don’t wanna wait either.”

He pulled her panties down and off her ankles but nothing could’ve prepared him for what he saw. Her wetness coated her lips, shamelessly dripping down her ass and on the cafe chair like a leaky faucet. The soft golden glow of the cafe lights bounced off her glistening heat. This was wettest she had ever been. It was an oasis and he wanted nothing more to quench his burning thirst. He dived in without hesitation, lapping up her arousal over his lips as if it were a salve. His mind was gone, his only focus being to make her cum on his mouth. Her fingers threaded through his soft brown locks, subtly directing him. “Yes, right there Caleb…A-Ah! Ah!” Suddenly, the bell on the front door jingled and heavy footsteps drew closer.

“C-Caleb! Caleb!” She whispered urgently as he continued licking away at her. Nothing could make him stop right now, not even the possibility of being caught. The barista walked up to the counter, confused that she was here at this hour, torn between wanting ask where Caleb went. “So, uh, it’s just you tonight?” He said trying to make conversation. She braced herself by gripping the armchair as Caleb pressed his tongue against her clit. She had to say something, anything other than the cries that threatened to come out from each pass of Caleb’s tongue. “N-no, C-Caleb just stepped out to—Nngh—to get some fresh air, he’ll be back…really SOON!” The reality of the situation hit her like a brick, she tried to signal to Caleb to stop by pulling his hair. Unfortunately, he took that as sign to keep going. He quietly sucked on her clit, shaking his head violently under her hand.

“Well…right then, I’ll be switching out with another barista shortly so I’ll be in the back room until they get here. Have a good night if I don’t see you again. And tell Caleb I said we have to watch that basketball game tomorrow.” Not paying attention to their conversation, Caleb stuck his tongue deep inside her pussy, flicking it upwards in your gummy walls.

“Okay I will. H-have a good night” she said hoping he didn’t notice her voice going up another octave.

He waved before he went into the back. As soon as the door shut, her muscles finally gave out. She came harder on his tongue, rolling her hips as much as she could with her remaining strength. She slumped in the couch, boneless and spent. “Caleb that was—“

“Risky? I know but you liked it, right?” He asked almost innocently. “You clenched so hard when he spoke to you. And when he said my name, I thought you were about to come right there” Wordless, all she could do was smile as she tried to catch her breath. He was right, it was a new high for both of them, and it felt so right.

She pulled him by shirt so they were face to face, his nose almost touching the inside of her cheek as he tilted his head. Their lips met softly— sweet and unhurried despite the circumstances. “You know…” she said through broken kisses. “I want more but…let’s save the rest for when we’re home”