LIES AND LEATHER SOFAS
Ada Wong has always insisted that she views Leon Kennedy and Luis Serra as tools in her game, but when they crash into a safehouse in Europe, she finds herself becoming a spectator to their messy, undeniable attraction. What starts as playful banter and hidden observation quickly spirals into something much more intimate when Ada dares to intervene. As the lines between mission and desire blur, Ada, Luis, and Leon find themselves entangled in a night of passion that neither of them expected... and neither of them wants to end.
(smut warning)
Spanish to English Translation Guide:
Las damas primero - Ladies first
Señor - Sir / Mister
SĂ. - Yes.
Cariño - Darling / Sweetheart
Capullo - Idiot / Jerk (often used teasingly)
ÂżEn serio? - Seriously?
Precioso - Gorgeous / Beautiful
Vale. - Okay / Alright.
Querido - Dear / Darling
Hola - Hello
Ciao - Goodbye / Bye
Querido. - Dear / Darling
Te sientes muy bien. - You feel very good.
Bonito. - Beautiful.
Me voy a correr... - I'm going to come.
ÂżAl mismo tiempo? - At the same time?
Ada Wong watched Leon S. Kennedy and Luis Serra from the shadows, a curious smile playing on her lips. She observed their interactions closely. It was no surprise to her that they had grown close since their shared ordeal in Spain. She could sense the tension and attraction between them, even if they themselves were too oblivious to it.
Ada followed them to a safe house in Europe, silently observing as they settled in. She waited for the right moment to reveal herself.
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Leon rolled his eyes and smirked as Luis opened the door for him and stood next to it, saying "Las damas primero" (ladies first, Leon had learnt a surprising amount of Spanish since he had been around Luis.) He walked through the door and Luis followed behind him.
Ada leaned against the wall, watching the playful interaction between Leon and Luis. She couldn't help but smirk at Leon's rolled eyes and Luis's charming gesture. She knew that Leon had been picking up a few Spanish phrases from Luis ever since they teamed up, and it was entertaining to hear them in use.
As Leon and Luis entered the safehouse, Ada pushed off the wall and followed them discreetly.
Leon pulled himself up to sit on an old withered table. He tilted his head slightly to look up at Luis. "So, what's the plan, señor?"
Ada lingered in the shadows, watching the scene play out. Despite herself, she found herself becoming intrigued by their dynamic. It was a new side of Leon she hadn't seen before, and there was something captivating about the way he was interacting with Luis.
She heard Leon's question and noticed how he was looking up at Luis with a mix of curiosity and trust. Ada's eyes flicked from Leon to Luis and back again, observing their body language and the easy familiarity between them.
"Mm, well first of all you rest that pretty head of yours." Luis purred in response. Leon opened his mouth in an attempt to protest, before Luis interrupted. "Aaaand I figure out our next move, sĂ?"
"I don't need rest, Luis." Luis rolled his eyes. Leon's reluctance to take care of himself was irritating, but Luis had to admit to himself that he found it attractive. As he did everything about Leon.
Leon was exhausted. Every time he blinked he almost fell asleep, and his aim was getting lax because his hands shook when he held his gun.
Ada watched from the shadows, her arms crossed, a small smirk playing on her lips as she observed the back-and-forth between them. Luis's playful yet protective tone, Leon's stubborn defiance... it was all too amusing.
She noted how Leon's exhaustion was obvious despite his protests, the way his body betrayed him even as his pride refused to surrender. And Luis... well, Luis was clearly enjoying this dance just as much as she was.
Quietly, she moved a little closer, unseen, debating whether to intervene or let things unfold naturally. After all, where was the fun in rushing a mission? Some things were worth waiting for.
"Leon." Luis began. "Don't think I won't knock you out, capullo."
Leon rolled his eyes again. The back of his neck tingled as Ada edged closer, but he tried to ignore it, telling himself it was just sleep deprivation making him paranoid.
"Fine." Leon hissed.
Ada's smirk deepened at Luis's threat: empty, yet full of fondness. She noted the way Leon hesitated before relenting, his pride warring with exhaustion. That stubbornness of his was familiar, almost nostalgic.
And then... that telltale tingle on the back of Leon's neck. She knew he'd sensed her presence. But if he wasn't going to acknowledge her yet, she wasn't going to make it easy for him.
She shifted her weight slightly, the faintest creak of her boot against the floorboard betraying her position... just enough to tease, not enough to confirm. Let him wonder.
Meanwhile, she watched Luis, amused by how effortlessly he balanced between irritation and affection. Some people flirt with guns and knives. These two flirted with exhaustion and threats.
Poetic, really.
Leon’s head jerked around violently at the creak in the floorboard, and he began to breathe heavily in panic. He was usually very alert, he had to be, but this was something else.
Luis watched him carefully, pretending to not hear it.
"Cariño..." Luis moved closer to Leon. And then he grabbed his chin to have a good look at him. He studied his face carefully. Dark circles around his eyes... those beautiful blue eyes Luis could get lost in.
Leon suddenly completely forgot about the noise behind him. He stared back at Luis, his eyes starting to blur from sleep deprivation. He quietly hoped Luis would kiss him.
Ada froze for half a second.... caught, but not quite. She watched with sharp amusement as Leon's attention snapped away from her presence the second Luis touched him.
Oh, this was too good.
She tilted her head, observing the tension between them... the way Luis studied Leon's exhaustion with a mix of exasperation and something far softer, the way Leon's breath hitched just slightly when Luis held his chin.
And that look in Leon's eyes... the way they flickered with hope, blurred from fatigue but still holding onto one clear desire.
Ada had seen battlefields, conspiracies, betrayals, but this? This was far more dangerous.
She remained perfectly still, unwilling to interrupt now. If she moved, they'd remember she was there, and right now, they didn't need distractions. They needed each other.
Her smirk returned, slow and knowing. She could be patient. After all, the best missions required perfect timing.
"Mmm.." Luis hummed, still looking at Leon carefully. "I think that you are very tired." His expression was difficult to read. A mix of desire and worry.
Leon didn't say anything, his lips parted.
Luis fought the urge to kiss him. Leon needed sleep, he thought.
Leon needed both.
Ada watched with a sly smile, her thoughts mirroring Luis's. She could see the struggle on both of their faces, the internal tug-of-war between desire and responsibility. It was captivating.
She observed the way Leon's lips parted almost submissively, how Luis's control was tested by restraint. It was as if the tension in the room grew thicker with every passing moment, like a spring wound tightly, just waiting to snap.
Ada wanted to see just how much tension they could take, and more importantly, who would break first.
Luis slowly let go of Leon's face, and Leon dropped his head down.
He exhaled, a mix of a laugh and a sigh. "Yeah, maybe." difficult to admit, and slightly out of character for him. But he felt safe. Here with Luis in this safe house.
Luis smiled. "Tell you what, cariño. I start planning our next move. You take a nap here on this couch." He gestured at a beat up old brown leather couch behind him. "Sound good."
Leon nodded slightly.
Ada raised an eyebrow as Leon agreed, his concession a sign that he was more exhausted than he'd like to admit. And she noticed the way he dropped his guard around Luis, the trust and comfort that surrounded them like a force field.
She watched as Luis suggested the couch, a small smirk playing on her lips. It was almost endearing, how easily they communicated, how Luis seemed to know exactly what Leon needed without even being asked.
She remained hidden, silently observing as Leon nodded in agreement. It was strangely... domestic.
Leon began to get up, before Luis stopped him.
"Ah- ah- ah." He put one hand around Leon's shoulders and one below his legs and picked him up with ease, much to Leon's surprise. Leon thought about protesting for a second, but decided he was too tired, and melted into Luis. He carried him over to the couch and slowly lowered him to it.
Ada bit back a quiet laugh, there was the flair for dramatics she expected from Luis. The way Leon initially tensed before giving in, melting into Luis's hold, was... interesting.
She filed the image away for later, the way Luis carried him effortlessly, the way Leon didn’t fight it. It spoke volumes, Leon, who never let anyone take control, surrendering just this once.
And Luis... well, Luis seemed to enjoy it far too much.
She leaned back against the wall, still watching. If this was how they acted when they thought they were alone, she couldn't wait to see what happened when they forgot she was there entirely.
Leon fell asleep as soon as he was settled. Luis watched him for a second, before he put his hands on his hips and looked around.
"Alright, Ada." he said quietly as not to wake Leon. "Come out."
Ada didn't bother hiding a smirk at being caught. She leaned away from the wall, stepping out from the shadows with a confident stride.
She looked at Luis with a lazy smile. "How did you know I was there?" she asked, her tone almost playful.
He squinted at her, his hands still on his hips. "You aren't exactly quiet."
Ada chuckled at his blunt response. She knew he was right, of course, but it was still funny to see him try to look authoritative.
She walked closer, her movements almost catlike in their graceful nonchalance. "Guilty as charged."
She stopped in front of him, tilting her head to the side as she studied him. "I see you two have gotten... close."
There was a knowing smile on her lips.
He smiled, and turned away, beginning to walk around the room. "I have no idea what you mean."
Ada followed, her hands in her pockets, her smile widening at his denial. It was all too obvious what was going on here. "Oh really? So I was just hallucinating the whole you-picking-him-up-and-carrying-him-over-here thing?"
She feigned innocence, her amused gaze fixed on him as they walked around the room. "I could have sworn that happened..."
"Was simply practical, of course. He was too tired to move himself."
Ada hummed thoughtfully, her tone still laced with a hint of sarcasm. She knew better than to buy his flimsy excuse, but it was too entertaining to play along.
She moved closer, her smile turning sly. "Right... just very practical of you to pick him up and carry him like he weighed nothing at all."
Her eyes sparkled. "You know, you're a pretty terrible liar, Luis."
He froze and looked at her. "You're one to talk."
Ada rolled her eyes, a small laugh escaping her lips at his response. She had a point there. She was well-known for her dishonesty, her carefully crafted masks and secrets.
But that didn't stop her from teasing him further. "Oh, touché."
She crossed her arms, meeting his gaze with an amused smirk. "But let's stay on topic here. You and Leon."
Her tone was suggestive.
"I'm saying that I know about your history with him, Ada. I know how you used him."
Ada's smirk faltered for a moment at his words. She wasn't expecting him to confront her like that.
She raised an eyebrow, feigning disinterest. "I didn't use him, exactly. I merely... facilitated his cooperation."
There was a hint of defensiveness in her voice, though she tried to hide it. She certainly didn't like being called out like this. Especially not about Leon.
"That's bullshit, and you know it." there was playfulness in his tone, like always. But he really did want to protect Leon, in his own strange way. "He's completely in love with you, did you know that?"
Ada's jaw clenched slightly as he spoke, her eyes narrowing. She was used to keeping her emotions in check, but there was something about the way he said it, the way he knew just which buttons to push...
Her gaze flickered, betraying her mask of indifference for just a moment. But she caught herself quickly.
"In love with me?" She let out a scoff, trying to hide the surprise in her voice. "What are you talking about. He hates me. We fight every damn day."
Luis scoffed. "ÂżEn serio? Are you that stupid? He doesn't hate you, far from it, actually."
Ada bristled at his words, her arms crossing defensively. Stupid? She was anything but.
"Oh, please." She rolled her eyes. "Leon and I have been at each other's throats for years. We can't even be in the same room without throwing insults."
She raised an eyebrow, a hint of defiance in her gaze. "He'd never be in love with me. You're delusional."
Luis sighed. "I'm not going to argue with you about this."
Ada smirked, sensing his frustration but not quite ready to let this go. She wasn't about to admit that maybe, just maybe, Luis had a point.
"No, you won't," she agreed smoothly, "because you know I'm right."
“I know you’re wrong, Ada. I just know you, and I know there’s no point.”
She glanced at Leon, still asleep on the couch, then back at Luis. "But while we're at it... what about you?"
Luis followed Ada’s gaze over to Leon.
Her voice dripped with implication. "You sure you're just looking out for him? Or is there something more?"
"Like what?" he raised his eyebrow, knowing exactly what she meant.
Ada's smirk grew, her eyes glinting in satisfaction at his reaction. She could see through his feigned ignorance all too well.
She took a step closer, her voice soft, taunting. "Oh, don't play dumb. I think you know exactly what I mean."
She looked back at Leon, still sleeping peacefully on the couch. "You and your... protectiveness over him. The way you look at him... it's not just platonic, and we both know it."
Luis shrugged. "What's it to you?"
Ada's eyebrow ticked upward at his casual response. She couldn't help but be a little irritated by his nonchalance. Though that irritation was definitely mixed with something else.
She took another step closer, closing the distance between them. They stood mere inches apart now, her eyes locking onto his.
"Oh, nothing, really. I just find it... interesting, that's all."
Her tone was nonchalant, but there was a hint of something else, something more intense in her gaze. She didn't break the eye contact. She was testing him.
Luis looked at Ada head on. "Mmm." he purred. "But what about you, precioso? You love him, don't you?"
Ada's gaze wavered for a fraction of a second, her mask of detachment faltering for only a moment. That damn pet name. He knew it always got to her.
She recovered quickly, her aloof expression returning, though not as convincingly as before. She let out a scoff, trying to brush off his question. "Me? In love with Leon? Please."
Luis looked at her intently. "You are a very frustrating woman, Ada."
Ada smirked, tilting her head slightly as she met his gaze. "Oh, I know." Her tone was light, teasing, but there was a flicker of something deeper beneath it.
She took another step closer, her lips quirking. "But you wouldn't have me any other way."
She could see the irritation and amusement warring in his expression, and it only fuelled her own satisfaction. "Admit it."
Luis lowered his head, looking up at her, his lips parted and his breathing low. "Sì..."
Ada's smirk softened into something more genuine, almost triumphant, as he admitted it. She leaned in, her voice dropping to a whisper.
"I knew it."
She studied his face for a moment longer, enjoying the way he was looking at her... his lips slightly parted, his breathing slow but controlled. It was an expression she recognised well... the look of someone caught in her orbit.
But before she could say anything else, a creak from the couch drew her attention. Leon shifted slightly in his sleep, murmuring something unintelligible.
Ada straightened up, her expression shifting back to its usual calculated indifference. She wasn't about to let herself get caught in the moment, not when Leon was right there.
"Maybe we should continue this... conversation later," she murmured, glancing back at Luis with a knowing look.
Luis smirked. "Stop for him? Do you want that?"
Ada exhaled sharply through her nose, her gaze flickering between Luis and Leon for a moment. Of course Luis would ask her that, point-blank, no hesitation. She wasn’t sure if she admired or hated his audacity.
She leaned back slightly, arms crossing over her chest. "I didn’t say that."
Her voice was low, controlled, but there was something almost defensive in her tone, as if she was trying to convince herself as much as him.
She glanced at Leon again, her expression unreadable. "But we are still in the middle of a mission. And he needs rest."
Her smirk returned, though it lacked its usual sharpness. "So. Later."
Luis shrugged. "Vale. Fine."
Ada's smirk softened into a sly smile, amused at his acquiescence. "Later, then."
She walked past him, her footsteps barely making a sound, a cat moving silently across the floor. She stopped next to the couch, looking down at Leon. He was still fast asleep. He really did need the rest.
She reached out without thinking, gently brushing some hair off his face. She allowed herself a moment of tender concern before drawing her hand back, resuming her usual stoicism.
Luis watched her carefully. His expression not giving anything away.
Ada was acutely aware of Luis's gaze on her, but she didn't turn around to meet it. She was too busy studying Leon, her expression betraying nothing of her emotions. Which were, admittedly, too complex and confusing to parse even she could have.
She stood like that, watching him, her thoughts racing. What was she feeling, here, now? She wasn't used to this... vulnerability.
Finally she turned, meeting Luis's gaze. "What?"
Luis stuck out his lower lip in a shrug. "Nothing."
Ada raised an eyebrow, not buying his feigned innocence. She took a few steps back toward him, stopping just a little too close, the ghost of a smirk on her lips.
"Really." She said, her tone almost mocking, but there was no malice in it. "You were watching me like a hawk. There was clearly something on your mind."
She tilted her head slightly. "Don't hold back now. Say what you're thinking."
"I'm not thinking anything.... Ciao.... Ada."
Ada scoffed, rolling her eyes in exaggerated irritation. Luis was being purposefully cryptic, and she knew it.
"Mhmm." She crossed her arms again, eyes narrowing. "You are a terrible liar, you know that?" She took a step closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. "Come on. Admit it. You were thinking something."
Ada's pushing caused Luis to give up. He wanted her right now, and he wanted Leon, too. He stepped forward, and kissed her hard.
Ada inhaled sharply, not in surprise, but in satisfaction. She didn't resist, didn't pull away. Instead, she kissed him back with equal intensity, her hands gripping the front of his shirt to keep him exactly where she wanted him.
She was the one who finally broke the kiss, just enough to speak, her breath warm against his lips. "About damn time."
Her smirk returned, wicked and knowing. "Now was that so hard?"
He grabbed the front of her dress. "Shut up. Let me make you scream so Leon wakes up." he kissed her again.
Ada let out a low laugh against his lips, equal parts amused and exhilarated. She grabbed him back just as roughly, nails digging into his shoulders.
She pulled away just enough to murmur, her breath hot against his mouth, "Big words, querido. But can you actually follow through?"
Her smirk widened as she glanced toward Leon... still asleep, oblivious to everything.
Her gaze flicked back to Luis, challenge burning in her eyes. "Go on then. Wake him up."
He purred at the Spanish pet name, egging him on more. Gripping her dress harder, he pushed her towards the table and sat her on top of it. He dropped to his knees and lifted up her dress.
Ada inhaled sharply as she was lifted and sat on the table. She leaned backwards, supporting herself on her elbows as she watched Luis through hazy, half-lidded eyes. Her smirk returned... she knew exactly where this was going. She lifted her hips teasingly, a challenge in her eyes as she allowed him to push her dress higher up her thighs.
She tilted her head, her voice low and full of a heady mix of desire and defiance. "Go on. Don't keep me waiting."
He smirked dangerously, before looking back down and going in. He didn't build up to it, he pulled her black lacy underwear down to her ankles and began licking and nipping at her clit immediately.
Ada couldn't stop the gasp that escaped her as Luis went straight to work, her body tensing in anticipation at the unexpected touch. She gripped the counter, her knuckles turning white as she tried to keep her legs from shaking.
"You're not messing around today, are you?"
Luis didn't answer, he just began sucking harder, not being afraid to lightly use his teeth. He was eager to wake Leon up, getting more turned on thinking about it.
Ada bit her lip hard, suppressing the moan threatening to escape as Luis worked her over mercilessly. She arched her back, her breathing already ragged.... damn him for knowing exactly how to push her buttons.
She threw a glance toward Leon—still asleep, but now shifting slightly in his sleep. Whether it was subconscious awareness or just coincidence, she didn't care. The thought alone made her thighs tighten around Luis's head involuntarily.
She barely managed to keep her voice steady—though it was laced with barely restrained pleasure. "Keep—keep going—"
Luis grabbed Ada's thighs to push in even further. He didn't stop.
Ada could barely keep still, her hands shaking slightly as she gripped the edge of the table tighter. She was struggling not to squirm, to keep herself from falling completely apart. But damn him, he knew exactly how to make her unravel.
She bit her lip harder, the sting of pain only adding to the building pressure. With one trembling hand, she reached down and dug her fingers into his hair, holding onto him for dear life as she gasped out loudly.
As Ada gasped out, Leon opened his eyes open quickly. He rubbed his eyes confused, then sat up on the couch. Then he saw it. "What the fuck--"
Ada's whole body tensed as the sound of Leon's voice snapped her back to reality. She pushed herself up on her elbows, trying to look at least somewhat put together.
She met his gaze defiantly, though her voice was a bit breathless when she spoke. "Oh, look who decided to join us."
As Leon processed what he was looking at, he shuffled in the seat. Much to his embarrassment, this was incredibly arousing to see. He felt himself hardening, but was still pretending to be disgusted. "Is this really the fucking time for that?? Luis!
Ada smirked at Leon's flustered reaction, fully aware of the way his body betrayed him despite his protests. She pushed herself up to sit properly, her legs still dangling off the edge of the table.
She tilted her head, giving him a slow, knowing look. "Oh, don't act like you're not enjoying the show."
Then she glanced down at Luis, running her fingers through his hair possessively. "Luis, darling, I think our audience is getting impatient."
Luis sat back on his heels, leaving Ada unfinished. He looked over at Leon and smiled. "Hola."
Leon's face was turning bright red.
He sputtered, shifting uncomfortably as his traitorous body refused to cooperate with his indignation. "You—this is—we're in a goddamn safehouse, not some—some fucking honeymoon suite—"
His eyes flickered between them, torn between outrage and arousal, before landing pointedly not on Ada’s still-exposed thighs. "You couldn't wait!?”
Ada just laughed: low, smoky, entirely unrepentant, as she lazily swung her legs. "Where’s the fun in waiting?"
Luis slowly got up and started walking towards Leon. "We wanted you to join, cariño..." as he met Leon, he just looked at him expectantly, waiting for permission.
Leon's mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions: annoyance, arousal, hesitation, but above all, curiosity. He couldn't help it. The idea of… both of them, together…
He swallowed hard, trying to maintain some degree of dignity even as his body betrayed him. He met Luis's gaze straight on, holding his ground.
"…you wanted me to join?" he repeated, voice hoarse.
"Sì! I'm glad you understand." he grinned.
Leon's eyes flicked to Ada, still perched on the table, looking smug and unapologetic, then back to Luis. He was already fighting a losing battle. His body was already betraying him. He could feel his resolve crumbling.
"And if I… joined?" he asked bluntly. "What would that entail exactly?"
Luis looked over at Ada, still grinning, signalling for her to answer.
Ada nodded subtly in response to Luis's silent request, a small, wicked smile playing on her lips.
She leaned back on the table, crossing her legs and getting more comfortable. "Well," she began, her tone low and smooth as she watched the two of them intently. "If you join… I'd like to watch."
She let her eyes flick between them, the intensity of her gaze almost palpable. "I want to see just how well you two get along… alone. It'll be a rather… enlightening experience."
Leon turned a darker red at this, but he had to admit to himself that this was an appealing idea.
Luis looked back at Leon, he slowly reached to hold Leon by the chin yet again, giving him time to say no. But Leon didn't.
Luis and Leon looked at each other for a moment like before, before Leon kissed Luis. It was rough and hungry. Luis took this as a "yes."
Leon pulled Luis onto the couch and they made out, it was messy and desperate, evident of how long they had spent resisting their attraction towards each other.
Ada leaned forward slightly, elbows resting on her knees as she watched with rapt attention, her smirk deepening into something downright pleased as Leon finally stopped fighting what he wanted.
She studied them like a masterpiece in progress, the way Leon kissed Luis like he'd been starving for it, the way Luis responded with equal fervour. It was rough, desperate, a little sloppy... but undeniably electric.
Her lips curled into a smirk as she murmured under her breath, "Took you two long enough."
She let them have their moment, content to watch, for now. After all, the show was just getting started.
Luis pulled away and began to kiss down Leon's neck, sucking and nipping. Leon tipped his head back in pleasure, he didn't know having your neck kissed felt so damn good. He was feeling himself getting progressively harder.
Leon gasped as Luis continued on his path, his head tipping back to give him better access. The mix of pleasure and surprise had him moaning softly, his hands coming to rest on Luis's shoulders to ground himself.
"God damn…" he hissed, his voice rough as he tried to control himself. "No wonder why she wanted to watch..."
His gaze flicked to Ada, who was watching them with obvious amusement and interest in her eyes. The idea of her eyes on them, watching the effect they had on each other...
Luis began to pull off Leon's shirt, and Leon helped him pull it over his head.
He was lightheaded, from both nervousness and arousal.
Luis pulled back for a minute to admire Leon's half-bare body. He was incredibly toned. Luis thought he looked breath-taking. Looking so submissive, but strong at the same time.
Leon was breathless, his chest rising and falling with each ragged exhale. He couldn't help staring up at Luis from beneath his eyelashes, his skin flushed and his gaze slightly hazy with desire.
When Luis pulled away to look at him, Leon felt suddenly very exposed, but somehow that just made his arousal spike even more. "You're staring…" he managed to say, his voice low and almost embarrassed.
He was used to being looked at, being watched, but this was different. There was a hunger in Luis's eyes that made him feel wanted.
Luis smirked. "Shhh.. no time for comments like that, cariño. How about you tell me what you want?"
Leon took a shaky breath, his mind a hazy mix of desire and embarrassment. He swallowed hard as he met Luis's smirk with an almost pleading gaze.
"I…" he started, voice low, almost a whisper, his breath hitching as he admitted his truth. "I want you. I want you to touch me... to do whatever you want to me."
His chest was rising and falling more noticeably now, his eyes flickering to Ada for a moment, he didn't know if he was imagining it, but he could have sworn he saw her shift slightly in her seat.
Luis smiled fondly, his eyes relaxed and half-open. "Well..." he trailed his fingertips down Leon's chest. "...What if I wanted to fuck you...?"
Leon shivered as Luis's fingertips trailed over his skin, the lightest touch sending goosebumps across his body. He let out an involuntary gasp at the bluntness of his words, but he couldn't deny that the words made his body react even more.
Heat pooled at the base of his stomach as he met Luis's gaze, eyes darkened with desire. "I…" he tried to think of some witty response, but the only thought running through his head was 'yes, please."
"Mmm?" he hummed. "I need to know if you want that, cariño."
Leon was panting now, his breath coming out ragged as he tried to catch it. He let his head fall back against the back of the couch, eyes fluttering shut for a moment as he just let himself feel.
"God, yes…" he gasped, the words soft and almost desperate. "Please... I need you, I need…" His hands clutched at the fabric of the couch, body arching into every little bit of contact, wanting more, more, more.
Luis smiled at Leon's desperation, it turned him on even more.
"Alright then." Luis began to stand up to go get the lube he had in a drawer, before Leon interrupted him.
"I... Shit. I haven't told you this before but-- I'm trans. I thought you should probably know that-- before..." he braced for the response.
Luis paused mid-step, turning back to look at Leon, his expression unreadable for just a fraction of a second before melting into something unbearably soft. He reached out, cupping Leon’s cheek gently.
"Leon," he murmured, voice impossibly warm, "do you really think that changes anything?" He leaned in, pressing a slow, deliberate kiss to his lips before pulling back just enough to smirk. "If anything, now I know exactly how to make you scream."
His thumb brushed over Leon’s bottom lip. "You’re perfect."
Leon exhaled in relief, and smiled.
Luis began walking to the same drawer. "A condom then!"
When Luis turned to walk away, Leon couldn't resist letting out a huff of laughter, still slightly breathless.
"Really? Your only reaction is to be… happy?" he asked, disbelief clear in his voice. He couldn't wrap his mind around the fact that Luis wasn't… disgusted. That he didn't care. If anything, if was like he'd just found the cherry on top of the cake. Or something.
He shook his head in disbelief, watching as Luis began rummaging through the drawer.
"Cariño, do you really think I'm the type to give a shit?" he playfully mocked offense. "Wow!"
He walked back past Ada, brushing his hand over her shoulder. She was smiling and getting increasingly aroused at the whole situation.
Leon scoffed, rolling his eyes slightly. Of course Luis was going to act like it was the most casual thing in the world.
"Well, I—" His argument died on his tongue as he watched Luis brush his hand over Ada's shoulder, and saw her face, that hint of a smirk, the slight darkening of her eyes. He swallowed hard, trying to get his thoughts back in order.
"I just—I thought you'd at least… be surprised or something."
"Shut up and take your pants off." Luis growled.
Leon inhaled a shaky breath at the sudden change in tone, Luis's voice sending a shiver through him. He was pretty sure it was the hottest thing he'd ever heard.
He nodded mutely, quickly obeying the command. His hands went to push his pants down, shedding the fabric and tossing them somewhere, not really caring where they landed.
Luis crawled onto the couch in front of him. "And your boxers." he said, unbuckling his belt.
"Bossy." But the complaint was half-hearted at best—Leon was too focused on Luis, on being watched, by both of them, to focus on being snarky right now.
He hooked his thumbs over the hem of his underwear and pushed them down, discarding them as carelessly as he did his pants. And now he was completely bare: exposed, vulnerable, shivering slightly as he knelt on the couch, eyes locked on Luis, waiting for instruction.
Luis studied Leon's pussy for a second. His pubic hair was full enough, but trimmed, and he had a substantial amount of bottom growth that was hard. He was very clearly wet.
Luis licked his lips at the sight. It was beautiful. He felt himself getting harder at the thought of being inside it.
He quickly and a little aggressively pulled his own pants down, and then his boxers. His erect cock sprung out.
Leon didn't miss the look on Luis's face as he looked down at him, the way his eyes flared, the slight parting of his lips…
He felt another wave of heat wash over him, his whole body feeling like it was on fire as he watched Luis slowly undress. When he saw just how hard Luis was, how ready he was, his own breath hitched, a soft sound spilling from his throat.
"Luis, please..." He could barely choke out the word as he stared, wanting, needing.
"Patience is a virtue, cariño."
Luis was big. He licked his lips again, dangerously. And began stroking his dick, cockily, (no pun intended) as if he knew that it was a sight to behold.
Leon could barely focus as he watched Luis, eyes fixed with a mix of fascination and growing desperation. The way he was stroking himself, so damn confident, so cocky…
Leon was breathing hard now, trying to keep himself together as much as possible. "You're a tease." He managed to croak out, shifting slightly on the couch, thighs trembling. "You know that?"
Leon’s breath hitched as he caught sight of Ada from the corner of his eye, her fingers lazily stroking herself as she watched them with dark, hungry eyes. The realization that she was enjoying this, that she was getting off on watching them, sent a fresh wave of arousal crashing through him.
"Fuck—" he gasped, unable to look away from her for a moment before Luis’s touch dragged his attention back. His entire body felt like it was burning, every nerve alight with anticipation.
"Luis, please—don’t make me wait—"
"Vale, vale." he picked up the condom he had thrown on the couch.
"Be a good boy and put this on me."
Leon let out a shuddering exhale at the command, both exasperated and embarrassingly turned on by Luis's casual dominance.
"Jesus, you're insufferable," he muttered, but he was already reaching for the condom, fingers trembling slightly as he tore open the wrapper.
He shifted closer, biting his lip as he carefully rolled the condom down Luis's length, his touch lingering a little too long, partly to tease, partly because he couldn't help himself.
"Happy?" he murmured, glancing up at Luis through his lashes.
Luis hummed in pleasure as Leon did this.
"Sì. And so should you be."
Leon felt a shiver run down his spine at the sound of that hum, low and rough, clearly pleased with how this was going.
Luis began crawling towards Leon.
Leon watched Luis crawl towards him, his heart thudding in anticipation, he was so completely at his mercy, completely gone and he didn't care. He just wanted that touch, the relief, the pleasure, anything.
He swallowed, bracing himself, body trembling with a shaky exhale. "Please...?" he pleaded, voice soft and desperate.
Luis reached Leon, and positioned himself on top of Leon, his cock lining up with Leon's pussy.
God, it looked incredibly inviting.
He placed his hand on Leon's cheek, and slowly began to enter him, with a soft moan.
Ada began to rub herself faster.
Leon gasped sharply as Luis slowly pushed into him, his body instinctively tensing... not from pain, but from sheer overwhelming sensation. It was deep, intimate, filling him completely, and he could barely catch his breath.
His hands flew up to Luis's shoulders, gripping him tightly as he arched slightly beneath him. "F-fuck—" he choked out, voice shaking, head tipping back against the cushions.
And then he heard Ada... the soft, quick sound of her fingers working faster. The realization that she was getting off on this sent another wave of heat straight through him, his body clenching around Luis in response.
He was dizzy, overwhelmed, pleasure coiling tight in his gut. "Oh my god—"
Luis tried to watch Leon's face, but his eyes were beginning to blur.
He began thrusting. Space between each thrust, but sharp and hard each time. "Te sientes muy bien...." he said, suddenly forgetting how to speak English.
The words weren’t even making it to his brain anymore, too far gone to even attempt to translate. All he could focus on was the feeling of Luis, inside of him, touching his body, making him feel like he was losing his mind. He tried to say something in response, but all the words he could manage was an unintelligible, high pitched whine.
Luis grabbed Leon by the hips to thrust deeper, fucking him against the arm rest of the couch. Luis was silent, to entranced to even moan.
Leon was losing the ability to think entirely, every thought that could be going through his head, and all of them were just gone.
He was lost, in the sensation, the feelings that were currently overriding everything else in his mind.
"Bonito... Bonito...." Luis murmured, fucking him progressively faster.
The word, he could hear that much... the praise, the appreciation. He tried to say something in reply, to respond, to make any sort of effort to reply, but it was so hard to think right now, let alone speak. His whole body was shaking, trembling, and he could feel that hot, tight heat in his chest as those sensations built up inside him
Luis was watching Leon through blurry, half-lidded eyes as he fucked him.
Leon was past the point of even trying to think right now. All he could do was hold onto the edge of the couch, fingers gripping so hard that his knuckles were turning white, his whole body shaking.
"Me... me voy a correr..." Luis breathed quietly into Leon's ear.
That was almost enough to send him over. Being told so bluntly that he was close sent a sudden wave of need coursing through him. That, and the hot, ragged words in his ear, the huskiness of his voice…
When he managed to speak, his voice was shaky, breathless, so far beyond words that he could only speak in broken gasps. "Please—"
Without another word, Luis began to fuck him faster and harder.
Jesus, he was so close, he couldn't believe he was actually going to come... he could feel it building up, almost there, just a bit more. It was driving him insane, he'd never felt like this before in his life, never been so desperate for something like this that he felt like he was going to go crazy.
"At-- ¿Al mismo tiempo?” murmured Luis breathily, sensing that Leon was close, and attempting English but giving up.
Leon had gone way past the point of being able to translate in his head, not that he'd even have a chance of understanding right now. All he could understand were the sensations, the overwhelming pleasure. "I—yes—" he managed, words sounding more like a whimper than anything else right now. He was so close, so damn close, he just needed a little more—
Luis began to fuck him faster and harder than ever before.
Until finally, he came undone, his ejaculation painting the inside of the condom. He came with a sharp grunt and a fast string of Spanish gibberish.
Leon didn't have time to register what he felt when the orgasm finally hit him, he was too far gone for that. The feeling was too........ he felt like he'd lost all sense of anything but pleasure, like every thought had been burned out of him. He could still feel the echoes of it, but for right now he couldn't get any words to form in his head.
For a few minutes, they both just lay there, catching their breaths in the silence. He finally spoke.
"Jesus…"
When Luis finally came back to reality, he remembered Ada was there and looked over at her, who was leant back with her chest rising and falling from her own self-induced orgasm. If she had made any noise, neither of the men had noticed.
She was breathless, trying to calm her own breathing again after the show they'd just put on. She caught Luis's gaze on her, and she smirked, lifting an eyebrow.
"Enjoyed the show..." she said, voice low and still a little bit out of breath, but her usual snark and confidence was back already.
"I bet you did." Luis grinned and looked back at Leon.
He looked... just beautiful. His pussy absolutely soaked and sore. His eyes unfocused and glazed over from the power of his orgasm. Luis thought that he could eat him up.
Leon was still dazed and out of it, coming down from the intense high he'd just gotten from that, but even in a half-gone state, he could still hear the smugness in Luis's voice, and the way his eyes lingered on him.
He shivered slightly, still feeling overly sensitive, oversensitive even, but he somehow managed to put together an almost defiant expression as he looked back at him. "You asshole.”