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You and Leon were good friends, great friends, even. You were always around each other when he wasn’t on a mission or running errands. It was nice. Quite nice. You both enjoyed play fighting; it was fun, mostly because Leon wouldn’t use any actual strength (much to your dismay) and would almost always let you win. It was never awkward or tense when you guys messed around. It was just good fun! Right?
As always, you were in his apartment. It was a lot nicer than yours (though, Leon would never say such a thing) thanks to his insanely high paycheck. Working for the government has its benefits. He had recently come back from a mission in Spain and you were both hanging out. It was a good stress reliever for him.
You hadn’t been there for long before you started messing around.
You both wound up on the floor, panting, as you pinned him down (easily, considering his habit of letting you win).
You were straddling him, your hands pressed against his chest. It wasn’t an odd position to be in, but the energy in the room had shifted to something less playful. Something..darker. He had a small smirk plastered on his face. You were breathing heavily, your face flushed, as you tried to calm down. Leon, however, looked like he hadn’t broken a sweat.
You look down at him, offering a small smile. It’s silent in the room, no noise disturbing you both besides your soft pants for air. He looks up at you.
“I’ve never said it before, but you look good like this,” Leon says, breaking the silence.
You pause.
“Shut up," you mumble, trying to hide your embarrassment by looking away from him.
But you don’t move off of him, instead choosing to stay where you are, still straddling his body.
He can't help but chuckle softly at your reaction, a hand coming up to gently brush some stray hairs behind your ear. His touch is light, yet firm, a contrast to the scarred and muscular body beneath you. His other hand comes up to cup your cheek, turning your face so that you're forced to meet his gaze.
"Admit it," he murmurs, his voice dropping lower than usual. "You like it when we play rough."
You smile slightly, your hand swatting Leon’s away.
“You’re so..maybe I do. So do you, stupid.”
There’s amusement in your tone, though it’s clear you’re still nervous.
He grins, his hand moving to rest on your hip, fingers digging into the fabric of your clothes just enough to make you aware of his presence. His blue eyes are intense as they hold yours, making it hard to look away.
"You know what I think?" he muses aloud. "I think you like it when I let you win... because then you get to feel in control."
You hum.
“Well..what can I say? I like winning,” you smile.
You squirm a bit, your eyes occasionally leaving his. The sensation of his hand on your hip isn’t new, per se, but the intent behind it leaves you feeling flustered.
He smirks, his free hand moving to tug on the hem of your shirt, pulling it up just enough to reveal a hint of bare skin.
“And I like watching you enjoy that feeling of power over me."
His voice takes on a deeper tone now, more serious than teasing. The hand on your hip digs in a little harder, leaving no doubt about how much he wants you right now.
You whine a bit, squirming.
“Careful,” you mumble.
Your eyes meet his again.
“You’re really enjoying this, huh? Messing with me?” You ask, chuckling softly.
He leans in close, their noses almost touching, and whispers, "Yeah, I love messing with you. Knowing that you get all worked up and flustered just for me..."
The hand on your hip tightens even further, pressing you down onto him more forcefully.
You pause, your brows knitting together slightly. Your hands push him back down. His back rests against the floor as you sit in his lap. You hesitate before rolling your hips. Your clothed cunt ruts against him tentatively.
As soon as he feels your hips rolling against him, he growls low in his throat and starts bucking up into you with renewed intensity. The weight of his erection presses against your clothed pussy, demanding friction while he holds you down tightly.
"That's right, baby girl," he purrs, his voice rough with desire.
One of your hands reaches out to touch his cheek. Your eyes search his hesitantly before you relax, letting your hips grind against his eagerly. You remove your shirt, your hand leaving his face briefly.
He sees you taking off your shirt and immediately his cock twitches in anticipation. His free hand moves to unfasten your bra, pushing it down your arms and tossing it aside. Now completely exposed, his cock throbs against his pants hungrily.
You look away from him, feeling exposed. He knew you didn’t like the extra chub of your body, even if you never said it aloud. He, however, loved it. He wanted nothing more than to have your thighs wrapped around his head as you rode his face.
"Look at me," he commands authoritatively, his voice deep and demanding.
You look back at him, your face flushed, and smile slightly. Your brows knit together gently.
He notices the way your eyebrows are drawn together and how your lips are parted slightly.
He grabs your waistband and lifts your hips, pulling your underwear and pants down in one swift motion. You both shift until you’re fully naked on top of him.
"Ride my face," he orders.
You blink, surprised. You hesitate.
“Are you sure? What if I’m too heavy?”
Concern and hints of fear lace your tone. He smiles reassuringly.
“Yes, I want you to ride my face. And I won't break under your weight."
His commanding tone makes it clear that there will be no argument or negotiation. He wants to feel every curve of your body pressed against his face as you take control.
You shift, hovering above Leon. You pause.
“God, this is such a weird position. Are you s-“
Your words are cut off as he grips your hips, tugging you down onto his face. You whine at the sudden contact. Your palms press against the floor in order to keep yourself sitting up.
As soon as you come down onto his face, he wraps his arms around your thighs, holding them tightly in place. His tongue flicks out to taste your pussy, swirling around your clit eagerly.
You moan loudly, feeling the warmth of his tongue on my sensitive cunt. Your hips start to rock involuntarily. Your hand moves into his hair, tugging gently.
He laughs into your pussy, the vibrations sending delightful shivers through your body. His mouth continues working diligently, sucking and licking eagerly.
The hands holding onto your thighs squeeze tightly, keeping you securely in place while he devours every inch of your wet pussy.
You whimper and bite your lip, your legs starting to tremble.
Your hand in his hair becomes more insistent.
“Leon,” you whimper. “Fuck, Leon!”
He hears the pleasure in your voice and knows that he's driving you wild. His tongue works faster and deeper, swallowing your juices eagerly.
He pulls your thighs up even higher, forcing your pussy to rub against his nose and mouth. The combination of sensations sends shockwaves of pleasure throughout your body.
Curses and babbles fall freely from your mouth, your hips rocking against him desperately. Your clit bumps against his nose eagerly.
“Leon,” you whine.
He hears the sounds of pleasure coming from your lips and knows that he's driving you crazy with pleasure.
As he continues to suckle on your clit and lap at your wet pussy, he releases one of your thighs momentarily to reach up and pinch your nipples between his fingers, adding another layer of stimulation to your already heightened arousal.
You cry out in pleasure, your hips jerking violently. Your hand in his hair clutches tightly, using it as an anchor.
“Leon, I-“ you moan. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum. Leon!”
He knows exactly what he's doing to you, and how close you are to climaxing. He keeps up the relentless pace, alternating between sucking on your clit and slurping up your juices with his tongue.
The hand still holding onto your other thigh squeezes it tightly, preventing any chance of escape.
As you approach orgasm, he decides to add even more pressure by pinching your nipples simultaneously, causing them to become even more sensitive.
You let out a string of curses and pleasured gasps, your hips bucking against your face. Your hand in his hair clenches.
“Ahh... ahh... ahh... fuck!”
You writhe on top of him, unable to hold back any longer. Your body quakes with pleasure as you cum.
He watches with satisfaction as your body convulses with pleasure, knowing that he's driving you to the edge and beyond. He can feel the warmth of your juices dripping down his chin and onto his tongue.
As your orgasm subsides, he continues to work your clit and suckle on your pussy, milking every last bit of pleasure from your release. You whine, feeling overstimulated.
“Too- too much, Leon! Fuck,” you whimper.
Finally, he lets up. You slide off of him and pant. He takes advantage of this and flips your positions; he pins you to the floor, your eyes on his.
His hands rest beside your head briefly before moving to unbutton his pants. He grabs the waistband of both his pants and underwear and pulls them down. He looks at you, his eyes searching yours for any hint of hesitation.
You stare at him, your breathing ragged and your heartbeat erratic. Your body is flush against the ground and you feel vulnerable. You nod, spreading your legs for him.
He kneels between your legs, looking down at your waiting pussy and watching intently as he lines himself up with your entrance.
He pushes forward slowly, feeling the tightness of your pussy grip around his cock as it enters you gradually. Each inch of penetration causes a slight contraction in your walls, signaling their readiness for him. As he slides further inside, he reaches up to grab your hair.
You let out a low moan, feeling his thick length fill you up. Your legs wrap around Leon’s waist instinctively. You look up at him, your cheeks flushing.
He leans down to capture your lips in a searing kiss, their tongues intertwining passionately as he starts to thrust deeply into your welcoming pussy.
The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the air as he drives himself into you with abandon, his hips pounding relentlessly into your body.
Your kiss is sloppy and messy, your tongues tangled together. You squirm beneath him, trying to adjust to his size. Your inner muscles clench around your cock hungrily.
He feels the tight grip of your inner muscles on his throbbing cock and uses it to drive himself even deeper into your pussy, finding new levels of pleasure in the way they clamp down on him like a vice.
As he continues to pound into you mercilessly, he breaks away from the kiss just enough to whisper, "you’re so fucking perfect," into your ear.
You whine, your eyes fluttering closed.
“Leon,” you moan. “Fuck, you’re so good.”
His hands move to your hips and grip them, his fingers digging into your skin. You whimper.
He growls into your ear, his voice rough with desire as he pounds into you harder than ever.
“I know, baby. I know."
His hands grip your hips firmly, using them as leverage to drive himself even deeper into your wet pussy.
The pleasure is almost unbearable for both of you, but he refuses to give in to it, determined to keep pushing himself as far into your body as possible.
You mewl, biting your lip roughly.
“Leon, I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum, Leon, please,” you whine.
The desperation in your tone is evident.
“Leon, please.”
He hears the urgency in your voice and increases his pace, knowing that he's bringing you closer to the edge of ecstasy.
He grunts loudly as he slams his hips into your cunt, feeling your inner muscles clench around him tighter than ever before.
He speeds up even more, his cock pulsing within your walls as he approaches his own climax.
“Cum for me. Show me how much you love my dick buried deep inside of you," he commands.
You cum, your body trembling beneath Leon. Your inner muscles clench tightly around his cock, releasing waves of pleasure through your body. You let out a long, drawn-out whine.
He feels your inner muscles contracting around him, squeezing his swollen member like a vice as you cum. The sensation sends him over the edge, and he releases a roar of pleasure, spilling his load deep within your womb.
As he empties himself inside of you, he slows down slightly, allowing himself to enjoy the intense pleasure of filling you up completely.
Your nails dig into his shoulders, leaving marks. His body presses against yours.
“Fuck. That was..” you trail off, gasping and panting.
He smirks, looking down at you while he catches his breath, his chest heaving with exertion.
“I think that’s enough play fighting for the day," he says with a smirk, his voice dripping with satisfaction.
He reaches down to stroke your hair gently, pulling out his now-empty cock. He smiles sweetly at you, the action a stark contrast to his previous rough handling.