no hard kinks: excretion-related (e.g. scat, piss, vomit), beastiality, and so on
sfw requests are accepted!
important!
while i will try to fulfil as many requests as possible, i cannot guarantee that i will write for every request submitted. the purpose of this blog is for me to gain inspiration while improving my writing skills, but i can't provide good writing when i feel obligated to do so. thanks for understanding!
ugh im SOOO thankful to have a leorio enjoyer doing this 😫😫💘 I'd love to see ur sfw and nsfw headcannons of him cuz ugh I can't stop thinking about him 😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫💕
god lord i've really left you waiting 🥹 thank you for your patience ❤️❤️ the lack of leorio content everywhere saddened me deeply so i decided to take matters into my own hands 🙏 i'll drop some general hcs for both here! (nsfw under the cut)
leorio paradinight sfw hcs:
slightly self-conscious about his appearance. he knows he isn't ugly, but he isn't the most conventionally attractive guy out there either. he puts in effort to "clean up" and display a more polished version of himself because he knows how far first impressions can take a person. but how long that version of him lasts is another story...
will try anything at least once. level 10 spice? skydiving? making a scrap journal? fuck it, why not. leorio isn't one to back down from a challenge, as reckless as this can be; he doesn't mind putting himself out there, if just to say he's done it before.
best cook in the main 4. after starting his life at university, he's become a lot more conscious of what he can and should do with his money — eating out every day just isn't feasible. he's taken to trying out new recipes whenever he has the time (healthy and affordable) and it ends up helping him hone his culinary skills!
leorio paradinight nsfw hcs:
particularly fond of being teased. we've all seen his banter with other characters, and it wouldn't be a reach to say he enjoys having the same back-and-forth in the bedroom as well. leorio can have fun with a wide variety of personalities, but what he really appreciates is someone who can rile him up (in more ways than one).
body worship. leorio isn't one to hide his feelings, and especially so if they're feelings of lust and admiration for his partner's body. he isn't afraid to be loud during sex either, so his partner is likely to catch him lavishing praise and/or dirty comments about how much he likes certain aspects of them.
likes ass stuff more than he'd care to admit. leorio will blame it on sleeplessness. that was why he had reached for the lube in his drawers and smeared it over his fingers before sticking them where they had never been before. it was good, but he isn't going to tell anyone that.
hi everyone! i'm back on this blog (hip hip hooray)
i didn't mean to go mia for so long but i lost track of time with uni and some other life stuff. now i'm back and (hopefully) here to stay 🥹
still love leorio but writing smut might be slightly trickier with my gender issues (krpkisser is coming out as a ftm transmasc). if you want to see anything else, or, more gender-specific, send in a request!
i'll make an effort to post other types of content too so that i won't feel restricted to just a-thousand-words-minimum oneshots, and more importantly, keep this blog alive.
thank you to everyone who has enjoyed my writings ❤️ i see your likes and comments, and they're so much more encouraging than you probably know! receiving all the notifications on my phone was actually what reminded me to come back haha
a/n: another offering for my dry blog... i haven't forgotten about it, i promise...
“You know I'm not one to complain, but-”
“So don't,” you say, scowling in his lap.
For the last twenty minutes or so, Leorio has had you in this state — biting your lip, grinding on his erection — yet unlike his usual self (where did that version of him go? You miss the times he'd jump at the chance to touch you), he's annoyingly adamant on hitting his daily quota of revision.
Revision!
His final isn't even till next week and, let’s be real, how much of this information is getting into his head anyway, with your crotch pressing so snuggly against his? Fuck. You're so sexually frustrated that it isn't even funny anymore.
And he has the gall to run his free hand up your hip, stroking along the column of your stomach before adjusting his glasses and refocusing on his notes. Fuck. He looks so good in those. And you can already feel your body reacting, growing warmer by the second.
“Leorio,” you grit out, taking in a strained whiff of his body gel, “how much longer.”
His dick twitches in his pants, and from your current sitting position, you feel all of it.
“Just a bit more. I promise.” Leorio exhales softly, kissing your neck in what was probably meant to be a soothing gesture of his concession, but all it does is rile you up.
Angling your neck, you turn to look at his work. His pen hadn't stopped moving even before you got to his dorm, and even with the blatant desire physically manifesting as a tent in his pants, he's so… so…
Charming.
God. You scowl to yourself, burying your face in the crook of his shoulder. You've really got it bad for him.
Leorio’s casual denial of your pleasure only turns you on more. It isn't malicious in nature, just well-intentioned — for him more than you, but you've always found his drive admirable; you simply can't find it in yourself to fault him for his resolve even when you're shifting uncomfortably on his lap, your core aching for more.
At least you know he isn't completely unaffected. If you hadn't felt his erection straining against the hard denim of his jeans and seen the bright red of his cheeks, you'd almost be fooled by his adamancy in not touching you where you need him.
It hardly comes as a surprise when Leorio drops his pen on the desk with a clatter, composure flung out the window as he grabs your hips with both hands.
Wasting no time, he attacks your lips with his, panting into your mouth like a dog in heat. You aren't much better either, tangling your tongues together as saliva mixes obscenely.
“How,” Leorio starts, pulling away reluctantly, “how much much do you want this?”
Your face darkens. The nerve of him to stop his ministrations just to ask such a thing. Your expression must've given Leorio all the confirmation he needed, because he chuckles to himself, shaking his head. Then he moves to adjust your body to give himself space to undress.
His cock springs out of his boxers, thick and leaking with precum. You lick your lips absentmindedly. On a normal day, you would be more than happy to have your mouth full of him. But now, it's obvious that neither of you are willing to drag this on any further.
Leorio impatiently tugs your underwear down. He pauses to marvel at the slick that's gathered there, but quickly collects himself.
Your breath hitches when he drags a finger across your slit, then two, and you can't help but let a soft moan out as he finally slips both fingers inside, pumping at a languid pace.
“I can't believe how wet you are,” Leorio whispers, his bewilderment beyond endearing in the heat of the moment.
“Well, what did you expect?” you huff, legs trembling from the hard-earned relief. You don't have it in you to be embarrassed at how painfully honest your body is, since you know Leorio himself isn't faring much better. Plus, you're incredibly aroused. You have much more important things to be focusing on.
Like Leorio's cock, hard and aching and so close to your hole.
Judging from the way Leorio pulls his fingers out of you after only a few minutes, you're guessing he feels the same.
“I'm going to put it in now, okay?”
You nod almost immediately. The desperation in Leorio's voice, and the way he looks at you with those blown-out pupils, is almost too much to bear.
When he guides your hips downwards, you let him. The feeling of finally sinking onto his hard, throbbing cock nearly sends tears into your eyes. You feel every inch being driven into you as you take him to the hilt.
Leorio sucks in a strained breath, his grip on your hips tightening. He looks like he's almost to blow any second now.
Without needing any prompting, you begin to move. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you use his sturdy shoulders as leverage as you ride him. Your weakened legs don't allow for any big actions, but Leorio doesn't share the same issue.
Still holding onto your hips, he takes control of your grinding motion. As he does so, he thrusts up into you, each one harder than the last. The sweet sounds spilling out of your lips and the wet squelch of your bodies meeting only spur him on further.
“Fuck… fuck!” Leorio grunts, moving his hands to wrap around your waist. He pulls your body even closer, your chest meeting his. His hips never pause in their movements. His lips are almost on yours. Leorio pants hotly into your mouth, a groan escaping his lips.
A hand slips down to your clit, working you in time with his thrusts. It feels so, so good. Your mind goes blank.
“You close, baby?” Leorio asks, voice raspy. You nod, words eluding you. Leorio seems pleased. “Yeah, me too. Where, ah, where do you want it?”
“I-inside,” you speak up, your voice trembling. Risks be damned, nothing sounds more right than that in this moment. “I want you to, haa, cum inside me.”
Leorio lets out another groan, biting down on his lip.
“Fuck, baby…”
Thrusting wildly into you, Leorio pulls your head down into a heated kiss as his thumb expertly circles your clit.
You feel your climax rapidly approaching. Leorio notices, and keeps his ministrations consistent.
All you can manage out is a cry of pleasure as the wave of your orgasm washes over you, the sensation making your eyes roll back into your head. Leorio doesn't stop moving.
Leorio lets out a muffled swear, feeling your hole squeeze around him with the intensity of your climax. He's barely holding on. Once your orgasm begins to subside, he stops holding back.
Thick ropes of cum shoot into you. Another red-hot flash of lust shoots into your head as Leorio continues rocking his hips, drawing out his own orgasm.
He collapses on top of you — for only a moment. Leorio's careful to not put his entire body weight on you. He props himself up on his elbows and smiles. Then he leans down to place a quick peck on your lips.
“Let me stay like this for a while,” he murmurs into your hair, exhaling. Your heartbeat begins to slow to a steady calm.
a/n: i still remember i have this account! as much as i love kurapika, leorio is my muse for smut. i need him so bad you don't even understand...
maybe i should change my username 🤔 is leoriofucker still available
Your breath catches in your throat when you feel his finger begin to tease you through your panties, stroking up and down your slit.
Fuck.
It was supposed to be a normal, friendly hangout, a home theatre experience at Leorio's place. He had bought a new projector online days ago and was eager to try it out, so here you are.
In his apartment. On his couch. With his hand up your skirt.
Both of you had agreed on a newly released film, some documentary into the life of Hunters. Leorio had laughed and said you could've just asked him anything you wanted to know, but that's not as interesting as having him fact-check the movie.
The narrator’s voice is hardly registering itself in your head. You're hyper-focused on Leorio's actions. His hand is separated from your cunt by just a piece of fabric, and the thought that you've should've just gone commando today pops in your head. So much for fact-checking.
At some point, Leorio’s hand had found itself on your thigh. Immediately he had turned to you to apologise, but your lack of reaction had him reconsidering. Testing his luck, he decided to keep his hand there.
He started off simple — caressing your skin as he whispered explanations in your ear in time with the film. You stayed silent.
So he got bolder. Moved higher, slipped his hand up your skirt. Even in the dim light he noticed the flush on your cheeks, illuminated slightly by the screen.
“You're so wet already,” Leorio murmurs into your ear, stroking the damp patch on your underwear. You bite back the words you were about to retort when he tugs on your panties, pulling them off before positioning you on his lap.
“That’s more like it.”
You exhale shakily, unable to meet his gaze. You didn't think he'd be so cocky in the bedroom (living room?) when he's normally so gentlemanly around you. The Leorio you're used to pulls out chairs for you before his own, walks on the outer side of the pavement, and checks in on you during exam weeks. But you're not complaining, when this version of him is equally as attractive.
In this position, your legs are spread open. Without your underwear, Leorio has full access to your dripping cunt. And he takes it.
“Mmh!” you gasp, feeling one of Leorio's fingers slip inside you. It's thicker and longer than yours, easily hitting the spots you aren't able to on your own. You've always known Leorio had large hands. It's nice to have confirmation this way.
Not willing to be the only one in this compromising position, your hand drifts down to the obvious tent in his pants, and squeezes it. Leorio lets out a groan — that's all you need before continuing to palm him through his slacks as he adds another finger for your pleasure.
In the background, an interview is being conducted with a random Hunter. Their conversation floats around the room, interrupted by the wet squelching of Leorio's fingers pumping into your cunt and the occasional moan or two.
“Leorio,” you whisper, gripping his shirt. Unconsciously, you tighten around his invading fingers. Your body grows hotter and hotter; you don't think you can take much more of this. “You want to put it in, don't you?”
“Yeah. You want me inside, baby?” You nod. He reaches for the briefcase he always carries around with him, but you grab his wrist. He looks back at you, confused.
“Now.”
Still looking confused, he blinks. Then he catches the implication. His face burns red.
“That's… risky,” he mumbles, but the thought of being inside you raw makes his cock throb in his pants. “Are you sure you-”
Scowling, you fumble with his belt, eager to get his dick out. Leorio jumps, startled, but you know he won't be able to refuse you when he wants it too.
His hands take over. As expected, they move much faster than yours, deftly undoing his buttons and zippers and then —
His cock springs out of his boxers, precum leaking from the tip. You let out a small moan at the sight, and Leorio grins.
“Easy there, girl,” he murmurs, but you're already lining his cock up at your entrance, coating it in your slick. Leorio throws his head back at the sensation.
Without needing further prompting, Leorio pushes into you.
“Yes, yes, just like that!” you cry out, feeling his cock stretch you out with every inch added. He's big, so big, but you're wet enough. And nothing is getting you off of his dick at this point.
“God, you're so tight,” Leorio grunts, hips stuttering as he bottoms out inside you. He begins to thrust shallowly, making sure you can accommodate him before he picks up speed. Your eyes roll into the back of your head. He chuckles. “Are you always this sensitive?”
You're not sure if you're capable of a witty reply. The only thing in your mind is more, more, and Leorio, as if telepathic, grips your hips and fucks into you with a fervent pace.
“F-feels sooo good~!” you cry out wantonly, feeling Leorio's thumb working at your clit. You can't — you're going to —
You see stars. Your pussy clenches down on him, your legs trembling as the onslaught of pleasure hits you without warning. Leorio's hands on your hips tighten, no doubt feeling your walls fluttering around his cock.
“Aah, fuck, me too,” he murmurs into your neck, sending a shiver down your spine. “Where do you want it, baby?”
“Inside!” comes your instantaneous answer, pussy twitching at the thought. Leorio falters for a moment; he isn't fully gone like you are, but pretty close to it.
“Are you sure?” You nod enthusiastically. Leorio bites down on his bottom lip. Fuck, who is he to deny you that when he wants it too? Whatever, he'll deal with this afterwards.
“Alright, I'll shoot it all inside you, okay?”
You whimper, nails digging into his shoulders as he pounds into you, hips pistoning with purpose. It's bordering on overstimulation, but you can take it. He's so close… any moment now…
“Fuck!” Leorio groans, hilting himself in you. Load after load of hot cum fill your insides, painting your walls white. You whimper again, feeling Leorio's hips jerk with his climax.
His mouth meets yours into a desperate kiss as he continues pumping up into you, the mixture of your fluids dripping down his cock. It's too much. It's not enough.
When the two of you pull apart, a trail of saliva connects your lips. Leorio looks at you adoringly, flushed from head to neck.
You don't know what sort of expression you're making now, but Leorio seems to like it. His eyes glint as his hands move up your sides, caressing your waist.
warnings: afab reader, virgin reader, corruption, slight dubcon if you squint (leorio is sort of manipulative here)
wc: 1015
a/n: first post on my new blog! i need to fuck leorio so bad. ANYWAY i've had this in my drafts for a while now but nowhere to share it 😖 tumblr gets to be the first recipient of my thirst
“Is this really okay?”
You glance up, meeting Leorio’s eyes, then lower your own to his cock, slowly stiffening in front of you. Hesitation is written all over your face.
“Yeah,” he exhales, barely hiding the tremor in his voice. “It's your first time seeing one, right? Go on. Look.”
You nod. If he says it's okay, you guess there's no reason to stop. You inch forward cautiously, as if approaching a wounded animal. Except this one stands tall, towering over your face.
Leorio suppresses a groan when your hot breath hits his dick. He's not usually this sensitive — it's because he hadn't gotten laid in so long! Or maybe it's the tension in the air, the way you're gazing at his erection so reverently, the fact that he knows this will end in anything but an innocent outcome… oh, he's definitely screwed.
“You can touch, if you want,” he adds, spreading his legs wider for better access. Your eyes widen. Leorio knows what you're going to say before your mouth opens. “I'm fine, promise.”
Fine is an understatement. He needs you on his cock, any part of you — hand, mouth, hole, anything. He's way too turned on to think rationally, but what's wrong with playing a little dirty? You'll satisfy your curiosity and he'll get off for the first time in months; it's a win-win situation.
“Like this?”
“Mm, just like that.”
“It's… big. And warm.”
Leorio chuckles, shifting in his seat. You have both hands wrapped around his cock, squeezing and stroking gently. His heartbeat pulses in your palms.
“Touch it more, why don't you?”
Feeling your face redden, you quickly duck your head.
“You’re shameless,” you mutter, huffing in embarrassment.
“Ah ah ah,” he waggles his finger in front of you, “where did your gratitude go? I'm letting you have your way with me for free! Who's really the shameless one here?”
A blush creeps up your neck, warming your cheeks. You're never met someone who could be so vulgar so casually.
You find Leorio to be the pinnacle of debauchery: legs spread without reservation, erection standing thick and tall. He bares himself to you with no shame whatsoever; in fact, you seem to be more embarrassed than he is.
Swallowing dryly, you push down your shyness. It's just… a biological organ. Half-convinced, you feign nonchalance as you subtly inspect his dick; it's simply plain curiosity! Nothing lewd in the slightest.
“What's this thing? It's been accumulating all this while,” you remark, swiping a finger over the sliminess on the tip of his cock.
“Why don't you lick it?” Leorio quips, raising an eyebrow. “You've already touched and smelled — have a taste while you're at it.”
He's joking, isn't it? Of course, don't be silly — there's no way he actually means it! But if he does…
“Come on,” he urges lightly, guiding your head to his crotch. “Open wide.”
Something in his voice compels you to do just that; you go along with it, parting your lips as his cock teases your mouth. A foreign taste gathers on your tongue, a little salty and just plain strange. But then you look up just in time to catch a glimpse of Leorio's face — eyes shut in an expression of pure bliss as his grip on your hair tightens — and you realise you want nothing more than to know this unfamiliar side of him better.
Without needing his prompting, you take Leorio's twitching member deeper into your mouth, eliciting a sharp gasp from the man.
“Wha-”
But you don't stop moving until his cock hits the back of your throat. Your gag reflex activates, but you hold on.
“F-fuck, wait, you don't have to,” he sputters weakly, but he's most clear on how unconvincing he sounds. And it's only natural — the sight of you on your knees, with your mouth stuffed full of cock for the first time in your life — how could any man resist that?
Despite Leorio's genuine attempts at restraining himself, his hips jerk ever so slightly — then deeper, harder, faster, until he's thrusting into your willing mouth, saliva dribbling down your chin.
“Ohh fuuuck, just like that!” Leorio groans, eyes rolling back. His hands move to grip the armrests of his chair, knuckles white, instead of pulling your hair — giving you a way out in case it becomes too much.
The contrast between the desperate movement of hips and his strained consideration only turns you on further, making you unconsciously grind on the cold floor to soothe the ache between your thighs.
“Mmph, mmf-”
Panting like a dog in heat, Leorio’s hips twitch and stutter as he shoots his load into your unsuspecting throat. You gag on his cock, your mouth stuffed full of it, but make a valiant effort to swallow as much of it as you can. It feels… thick? And slimy?
You can hardly think, much less analyse the sensation of his cum. All you can focus on is the fact that you're blowing Leorio, you made him orgasm, and—
“Shit, baby, I didn't mean to cum so fast,” Leorio exhales shakily, lifting your head off his softening dick. The lust in his gaze only intensifies as he takes a proper look at you now — eyes glazed over, hair messy, spit and seed on your lips… to think you could look this dirty, and it was all because of him.
Leorio doesn't have to check to know you're beyond aroused now.
“Come here,” he murmurs, seating you on his lap. At some point, your legs had gone weak, and in your newfound eagerness to please, you hadn't even realised.
He rubs the inside of your thigh, dangerously close to your panties. You let out a small moan. Leorio's touching is barely enough to soothe the heat gathering in your core, but immediately, you feel his hand inching higher… and higher.
Leorio's breath is hot and heavy on your skin as he whispers into your ear, his fingers hooking around the fabric of your underwear.
“It’s time for you to show me what you're hiding, don't you think?”
