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I'd like to imagine a Yandere!Knight who never ever leaves his princess' side for any reason.
He would sooner chop his arm off than leave you alone, not even when you were in a perfectly safe location. Your Yandere!Knight kept his head on a swivel like a paranoid owl, always on the lookout for anything or anyone that could possibly pose a threat to his beloved princess.
And should a threat present itself, he would be the first to act, sometimes before you even realized you were in danger. He preferred it that way. Nothing should have the pleasure of stressing his princess out or making her life difficult.
So, when the prospect of an arranged marriage sprang up during one meal with your family, and he immediately noted the distress marring your mien, your loyal knight decided then and there what it was he had to do.
However, no matter how many suitors went missing, or suddenly called off the impending union, your parents were still adamant about marrying you off.
That night, as you poured your heart out to your knight with tears streaming down your pretty face, he held you in his warm, protective arms. It was the first time he'd ever dared to touch you in such a way.
And you allowed it.
You allowed him to comfort you, to touch you, to kiss you... Until you could think of nothing that wasn't related to him. Just as you were the only thing occupying the space in his mind, he, too, wanted to be that for you.
As his fingers slowly, yet insistently, spread your undefiled pussy open, countless shivers ran through his body at the way you clung to him. The tears in your eyes now weren't those of sadness, but desperation. As a direct result of your lovely little noises, the tent in his pants was becoming much more noticeable by the second. With the way you were so preciously nestled in his lap and squirming all about, he had half a mind to hold you there forever.
Finally, after the third orgasm he pulled from you, you shakily clutched his forearm, panting heavily. Through your ragged breaths, you begged him to take you.
"Oh? 'Take you', you say..?" He circled his fingers around your engorged clit, causing your leg to kick out involuntarily.
"And what would you have me take, my dear princess?"
Without a single thought, you babbled, "m-my innocence, my fr-freedom—"
Your voice alone was enough to make him tremble in pure ecstasy. "My princess... My liege..." He sighed blissfully, calloused hands gripping at your plush thighs.
SYNOPSIS: He finally got the vacation he’s been asking for. First things first, he wakes up with you in his arms, and he is quite fond of the idea of having breakfast in bed…
PAIRING: Damnation Leon Kennedy x Girlfriend!Reader
WORD COUNT: 2.2k
WARNINGS/TAGS: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, SMUT, FLUFFY, fem!Reader, afab!Reader, established relationship, soft dom!Leon x sub!Reader, oral (fem receiving), cum eating, pussy slapping, slight size kink?, unprotected p in v (please be responsible unlike these two!), missionary, mating press, multiple orgasms, creampie, fingering, praise, dirty talk, aftercare!!
NOTE: There is just something about Damnation Leon sigh...
The sun sneaking through the gaps in the blinds is what awakes Leon from his deep sleep. Damn, he hasn’t gotten this much good rest in a minute. As he blinked away the blur from his eyes, he sensed the mass of warmth at his side.
He looks down and sees you, clinging tight to him in your sleep. He always thought you looked so precious like this, all soft and tucked safely into his arms. He stills as you stir, only to witness you unconsciously snuggle closer to him in your slumber. This act makes his heart melt, could you get any cuter?
Leon breathes out a breath he didn’t know he was holding in. He really did miss you. Your smile, your voice, your touch. God, if only he wasn’t sent on these missions all the damn time. It’s like every time he finally has a moment with you, he gets sent to one grueling mission after another. Not this time though, he made sure of that when he last spoke with Hunnigan.
“Tell the government I’m on vacation for the next two weeks, at the least.”
“Leon, you know I-”
Beep. Beep.
That hangup tone was one of the best things he’s heard all week. Well, that was what he thought until an amazing idea slithered into his mind.
Before he does anything though, he wants to stick in this moment of tranquility for a little bit more. Leon carefully moves some of your messy hair away from your face, appreciating your beauty as you softly snored. He pushed the sheets of your tangled bodies, taking in all the mix of faint shades of purples and reds that littered your body from your activities of the night before. He can still feel the light sting on his back from when you dragged your nails down it, a mark he is proud to wear.
He leans down and starts to press gentle, firm kisses to your collarbone, paying attention to the lovebites he left. He cautiously leans over you, slowly descending down your body giving every single inch of your skin the love it deserves. Then, he reached your thighs, and softly squeezed them, enjoying the plush of them in his big, rough hands, before separating them.
You both went to bed last night nude. Both of you are too overcome with exhaustion and clinginess to bother putting on some clothes after your love making session, so Leon was not surprised to see your bare pussy, still puffy and swollen. He left a kiss on your right thigh, which then turned to small nibbles until he felt a hand go through his hair.
“Morning, sweetheart.”
“G'morning, handsome. What’re you doin’?” You sleepily mumbled as you blushed at Leon’s attention to your inner thighs. He chuckles into it, the vibration of it tickles, causing your giggle along with him.
“Want to admire my adorable girlfriend for a bit. Nothin’ wrong with that, right?” He responds groggily before playfully biting at your thigh, causing you to yelp. He laughs as you push his head away trying to show you were irritated, but even you couldn’t hide the grin that bursted from your face. You both settled, and Leon looked over at the delicious view in front of him. “Mind me getting some taste of breakfast right now?”
“What? Oh fuck-” You don’t even get to further question him as Leon dives face first into your cunt. His nose immediately bumps into your clit, providing the best pressure as his tongue delves deep inside you. He licks at the remains of last night, not caring how nasty it sounds. It in fact turns him on even more, as he starts to grind his crotch down on the mattress.
“Holy shit, baby, you taste amazing.” Leon takes a quick break before going back in, surrounding your pearl with his lips before sucking, hard. Your back arches as pleasure shoots up your body. Leon goes from giving it kitten licks and kisses to sucking. Your hand digs harder to his scalp, keeping him exactly where you want him.
“Just like that, baby. Use me.” He groans into your cunt, sending vibrations that make you moan softly. Leon then drags his head back down to your hole, driving his tongue deep again and thrusting, feeling you clenching down on the muscle. He angles his head so his nose continues to give stimulation to your clit, providing you the maximum amount of pleasure.
“Leon, it’s- fuuuck-” You whine as you continuously keep gushing wetness into Leon’s mouth. He slurps up every single drop you give him. You feel your orgasm reach you quickly.
“You cumming, honey? Of course you are. Feeling your thighs shaking like a leaf.” Leon’s grip on your legs remains steady, but mindful to not grip you too hard. He pushes your legs out a little bit more, exposing more of your cunt for him to devour. “Cum, baby. Not playing any teasing games with you this morning. Let go for me.”
Leon then brings a hand up to your pussy, using his thumb to perform fast, heavy circles to your clit as he aggressively eats you out. Your moans turned high pitch and constant until you finally reached your high. Your cunt releases, and Leon works to drink up every last bit of it. He licks you through your orgasm until you softly push his head away. You look up to see the lower half of his face drenched in you, his breath heavy.
“I must say, that was a fulfilling meal.” He grins as he brings his face down to yours. You roll your eyes as you reach for the back of his head and push him down for an open-mouthed kiss, moaning at the taste of you on his tongue. His hand ends up tangled into your hair, the feeling of him scratching at your scalp sending fluttering feelings down to your tummy. “I guess it’s time I give you yours, isn’t that right?”
Leon leans back onto his knees, and begins to stroke himself as he stares down at your current state. Throughout the time he spent eating your cunt, his cock has produced enough precum to slick himself up, making his hand easy to pass up and down its long length. His eyes keep going back down to your pussy, it is still shiny with your slick and now his spit. He then suddenly releases his grip on his dick and softly slaps your pussy, making you jolt and moan out in surprise.
“L-Leon! Ah!” You yelp as he keeps landing gently smacks to your sensitive cunt, making it more swollen and gush out more slick as his palm keeps catching on your puffed out clit.
“You like that huh? You needy little thing.” He then delivers a series of small slaps, one after the other creating little plap! sounds that echo throughout the room as you get wetter with each one. By the end of it, you're in tears from the oversensitivity. “Aww, my poor baby is cryin’. Don’t worry, I’ll give you what you want right now, you just sit back and relax, I got you.”
Leon then goes in between your legs, bringing them to his hips as he rests his hard cock over your cunt, the size difference making him pulse and trying hard not to combust on the spot. He drags himself through your slit a couple of times, collecting your wetness on his dick before he brings the tip to nudge into your hole. He grabs both your hands and interlinks them with his by your head. “Are you ready?”
“Mhm…” You nod as you lay your head back, ready to feel the entirety of him just like you did last night. Leon then slowly starts to push in, and you both let out matching groans at the stretch. Leon delivers tiny thrusts, slowly adding more of himself with each one until his pelvis is right against yours. “I’ll give you a second. Breathe.”
As the pain slowly subsides to pleasure, Leon brings his forehead down to yours, his breath hot on your face. You give his hand a squeeze, a quiet sign to tell him you are good to continue. He gives a squeeze back before he drives himself back before pushing back into you hard. He repeats the motions, giving you slow, heavy thrusts that hit exactly on the spongy part inside you every time.
“Umph- Keep going, Leon. Please, don’t stop.” You plead as your hips lift up to match with his every thrust.
“Not planning to, angel.” He chuckles. “That’s the spot, hm?” He laughs harder as you furiously nod.
He keeps up fucking into you, grunting every time your cunt would seize up on him and squeeze, making it close to impossible for him to move at times. Once he sees you are getting close again, he lets go of your hands. You pathetically whine at the loss of his touch, as they were your anchors. “Give me a second, pretty. Let me just-”
He grabs your legs and then tosses both of them over his shoulders, pushing your knees until they press up on your breasts. The change in angle makes his cock drill deeper into you, and you cry out at the new pressure.
“There we go, baby.” Leon grits through his teeth as he feels you get tighter as he goes back to holding your hands and thrusting into you faster now. He is quickly getting close to his release, but wants to see you come first. He starts to grind hard on your pelvis with every push, trying to apply some friction to your clit and it seems to be working as your cunt starts to pulse more around his dick.
“C’mon baby, I can feel you getting so close. Gimme another., I know you got it in ya’.” Leon breathes out as he gives more hard thrusts into you. His thumb starts to rub small circles onto your hand, and that small sweet gesture is enough to push you over the edge. Leon lets out a loud moan as you come around him, a white creamy ring now around the base of his dick as he looks down to where your bodies meet. The sight is also enough for him to come, releasing long warm spurts right into your womb. He continues fucking into you a little longer to makes both your releases last until he give out, bringing your legs back down to the mattress as he lays on you, still conscious not to press down all his weight on you as you both lay breathless.
“Fuck, you’re always amazing, do you know that?” Leon huffs out as he rests his head on your chest, listening to your heartbeat as he feels your chest rapidly rise and fall. After not hearing from you, he asks, “You still with me, angel?”
“Y-Yeah, sorry, that was just, wow.” You exhale with a laugh, still overwhelmed by every Leon has given you. He rises on his elbows to look at you and quirks up an eyebrow.
“Just wow?” He smirks as his eyes trail down your body, stopping at your core. Both of your spends was starting to leak out of your hole and onto the mattress, so Leon reaches out two fingers to scoop it up and push it back in you.
“Leon!” You shout breathlessly as he softly thrusts your mess into your sensitive cunt.
“What? Can’t let any of that go to waste.” He winks at you, causing you to roll your eyes. He snickers before giving you a kiss on your cheek before he stands up. He leaves for a moment and comes back with a warm washcloth. He carefully wipes you clean before he gets you one of his shirts to wear. He had to resist the urge to destroy you all over again when he saw his oversized shirt hanging off your shoulder, but his eyes softened as you looked at him with pure adoration in your eyes.
“Want some real breakfast now? I’ll make you those pancakes you really love.” He says as he brushes his hand over your temple. Despite him just fucking you, you get flustered under his gaze, which he loves. “You are so cute. C’mere.”
Leon stands and scoops you up in his arms. You wrap your arms around his neck as he heads to the kitchen, you give each other small kisses on the way. He sets you down on the counter as he starts getting out everything he needs to make you some eggs, bacon, and pancakes. He moves around the kitchen with confidence, always making passes by you to give you soft kisses. Once he is done with breakfast, he takes the spoon he gave you with pancake batter away and carries you to the couch. He lays you down and goes back to the kitchen to bring you back your plates of breakfast. He sits down and brings you to sit against his chest.
You both fall into a comfortable silence as Leon cuts a piece of pancake that he heavily doused with maple syrup with his fork and brings it to your mouth. You happily accept it and moan softly in delight at the taste. Leon laughs softly before using his thumb to wipe at some syrup that stuck to the corner of your mouth, bringing to his tongue as you scrunch your nose at him. He really hopes these next two weeks go by very slowly.
END NOTES: This might actually be one of my favorite days of this event, this was just too fluffy and sweet ahh😖 Thank you so much for reading and please, don't be afraid to let me know what you think in the comments!! I love hearing from you all!!
TAGLIST: @nocturnalstar, @kennedysbbyy (Let me know in the comments below if you want to be tagged in this celebration's fics!!)
13 DAYS OF LEON KENNEDY: 100 FOLLOWERS CELEBRATION
many of my sexual fantasies and kinks boil down to ‘someone being really attracted to me and me not having to ask for affection, just be given it.” which could mean nothing.
Notes: it’s ambiguous of if its cockwarming in vagina or ass to be inclusive + let’s pretend Abby is hanging out at Vanessa’s house
You knew Mike was going to be tired when he came home, he usually was these days, even if he was feeling a little less depressed lately. He still hadn’t told you how exactly he lost his last job, but Abby has opened up more lately, and he seems less stressed since then, so you don’t question it much. Of course, you still loved to treat him to some private time when you could.
Sitting on his bed, you wait for him to come back home. You can’t help but grin a little, knowing he’s going to enjoy what you’ve got planned. As soon as you hear the door freak open, you shift a little on the bedsheets, sitting up a little straighter and tilting your head a little as you hear him walking down the hall.
“Hey (y/n), I’m back—” Mike starts with a sigh as he walks in, before pausing and looking at you.
You’re sitting there, in one of his large hoodies, and only in the hoodie. It smells faintly of his scent of light cologne and something a little woodsy, and you sigh as you bring part up to your nose to sniff at. He watches with large eyes as you spread your thighs, reaching down to your already wet and prepped entrance to trace your fingers a little.
“Hi Mikey…I’ve been waiting for you~” you say a little teasingly, looking up at him with a mischievous smile.
He looks bewildered, dropping his backpack to the floor and just blinking at you. It’s not a bad reaction at all though, and you can see his chest rising and falling a little harder as his hands flex.
“Baby…” he breathes heavily as he steps over, running his rough hands up your thighs to play with the hem of the hoodie, his hoodie. “You look so damn good…”
You gently pull him down onto the bed, and he gets the idea quick. He tosses his tie off, not even worrying about job searching right now as he grabs you. He yanks his pants and boxers down to his mid thigh, before slowly sinking into you. There’s barely any resistance since you prepped beforehand really well, and he groans at the welcoming warmth.
“Damn you’re tight,” he moans as he leans back against the headboard of the bed, closing his eyes as his brows scrunch together. “Just perfect, babe…”
You can feel him twitch a little inside you, and you shiver a little at the feeling. The fullness is comforting but also so arousing, and you bite your lip to hold back a whine. He doesn’t move at all though, his hands staying at your hips as he breathes heavily.
“Do you want me to take charge or do you just want to stay like this?” You ask gently, smiling a little as you lean closer to rest your cheek against his shoulder.
He looks down, giving you a sloppy kiss. His movements are a little sluggish and lazy, but you still moan into the kiss as he slowly runs his tongue over your bottom lip.
“This is good babe…let’s just stay like this for awhile…” Mike sighs again, pulling back a little to give you a drowsy smile.
You shift a little in his lap, feeling his cock twitch again at the movement. He holds your hips a little firmer now, but it’s not in a rough way. He grins lazily again at your teasing smile, a chuckle leaving him.
“Stay still babe, if you can do that for awhile, I’ll make it good.” He says with a bit of teasing to, giving a delicious roll of his hips that makes you moan and grip at his shoulders.
he needs you to know your place especially when doing more intimate things
extremely dominant, probably into bdsm
always the one in control
maybe a hot take but i actually think he’s pretty decent about aftercare
like yeah he’s your god and he wants you to remember that but he also does care about you if your his partner so he’s still gonna make sure you’re okay
he puts you in his lap and he’ll hold you while he does other things
It’s canon that he’s into voyeurism and i’ll die on that hill
this man canonically has cameras hidden everywhere including his own house and you can’t convince me that he wouldn’t use them to also spy on a partner
less canonical but i bet he has a medical kink, specifically with him being in the ‘doctor’ role. he wants to do all kind of experiments on his partner if yk what i mean
idk i just think that being called “little one” by a giant demonic being while it holds me in its massive hands would fix like 98% of my issues at least
Can you do some Leon nsfw body worship for an insecure ftm reader? As a Leon simp since 2008 I’m happy that they added him to dbd.
Yes I can, and I'm happy too!! Hope you like it, anon~ <3
[M] Leon Worshipping You
NSFW 748 words
As much as Leon loves to tease you about how shy you are around him, you both know he's the one who can hardly stand up any time he sees your body. He loses himself at the sight of you, wanting to touch you everywhere and make you feel good, and you can tell when he feels this way even when you're fully clothed. Cuddling with you, his cheeks will flare up suddenly, and his hands will travel a little further than they usually do. That's what he's doing right now as his hand finds your inner thigh, and he can hardly make eye contact.
"What are you doing?" you tease him, laughing a little as you pull the strands of hair from his face. He chuckles and says he isn't doing anything, that you're just so comfortable to lay on. In truth, his hand is exciting you, but you don't want to say that. "No, I know that look."
"What look?" he smiles and meets your eyes before kissing you, his hand sliding up your side. "This one?" His eyes wander to where he's starting to lift up your shirt, but you hold it down even though you're tempted to let him do what he wants. You know he feels your heart racing, and he knows how much you want him, but you need to take your time. He sits back and observes as you do just that, slowly removing your clothes piece by piece.
Once you're stark naked, Leon's eyes are really fixed on your body, in awe and full of adoration that he can finally let out. "Look at you," he marvels, laying a hand on your knee and running it up and down your leg, smiling at the man he loves more than anybody. He rests his chin between your touching knees and wraps his arms around your legs to ask, "You know how handsome you are, don't you?"
"No," you tell him partly in truth, and partly because you want him to tell you. He laughs and moves your legs aside to lean over you and kiss you, a hand moving along your front and to your chest, gently pushing his hips against your backside. "Show me," you whisper into his mouth, and he lingers for a little longer.
Then, he sits back up and massages your thighs with both hands, and you feel that nervous tingle all through your core as he spreads your legs to leave kisses along your inner thighs. While you're comfortable with Leon, you can't help but feel embarrassed by the way he loves you so much, even the parts of you that aren't as you would like them to be. "You are so perfect," he whispers, lips teasing you as they inch closer and closer to your middle. Your breaths are unsteady, but he holds onto you tight.
You close your eyes, not wanting to look at what he's doing, but to feel the way his lips brush over yours, and his tongue just barely touching your skin through whispers; "God, I adore you." The words alone make you so weak, you can't do anything but lay there and let him worship every inch of you with his hands and his mouth. He runs his hands along your stomach and up to your chest, teasing your nipples as he very carefully goes down on you harder—just enough to make you squirm.
The little compliments Leon weaves into you with his tongue make the hairs on your arms and legs rise with pleasure, and your heavy breaths turn into low grunts and moans that encourage him to move back up and kiss you. His hands finds the spot where his tongue left off, and he rubs at you a little with an arm around your shoulders. "Atta boy, just relax... there you go," he whispers into another kiss as his fingers slowly sink into you.
You bite your lip as your eyes roll in pleasure, and Leon moves back between your legs to make use of his tongue again with is hands. The way he looks at you while he does so puts you over the edge. You pull him back on top of you, just wanting to be held and loved and praised all over you again. He kisses your neck and rubs your head as you doze off in his embrace.
His voice goes through your head over and over, "You are so perfect...
contains: smut, 80’s Bad Boy Michael (he’s 20), dom michael/sub reader, mike being a little shit by being a bit rough and sadistic, light degradation, teasing and denial, gn pronouns/anatomy (but written with a masc reader in mind), maidhc having no experience writing smut but trying his absolute best in the name of being a slut
“Yeah? You want me? Well then you’re going to have to beg.”
You should’ve known from the moment you caught a glimpse of that cocky smirk of his that you were in for trouble. Once Mike got a taste of the power he could hold over you it was impossible to knock him off that obnoxious high he’d gotten.
Yet you’d sought him out anyway, desperate for his touch regardless of how much you knew he’d tease you before even considering giving in to give you what you do desperately need. But what else were you supposed to do? Nobody else could even come close to making you feel as good as he can. Hell, even your own hands didn’t feel satisfying once he’d shown you just how amazing he could make you feel.
You’d done this countless times at this point; you knew how it went. With only a soft whine of impatient lust you knelt down before him, the rough weave of his bedroom carpet already digging into your skin as you do so. You looked up at him with your best pleading gaze only to find his pointed stare looking down at you in return.
Fuck, he looked so pretty like this. His wavy hair fell to frame his handsome features as he peered down at you and you swore that from this angle you could see every muscle in his arms as the dim lighting cast shadows beneath them.
You could guess how this was going to go; you’d done this countless times before and he rarely strayed from his preferred method of asserting dominance. He’d make you get on your knees and beg, then suck him off before eventually giving in to help you get off too. Normally he’d tell you what to do, but you knew what he’d say and you just couldn’t wait any longer.
Though as the soft begs left your lips and your hands reached to undo the button of his jeans he slapped your hands away, catching you off guard.
Your eyes snapped back up to him, confusion evident on your features even in the near dark of his room. It only seemed to further fuel his overconfidence as he lifted his leg to place his foot on your chest and push you back onto the ground.
Before you could react or ask what he was doing he was pinning you down with his hands at your wrists and his knees on either side of your torso. He leaned over you, bringing his lips mere centimeters away from yours but not feeling kind enough to actually kiss you despite how you found yourself subconsciously trying to chase his lips. You couldn’t help but squirm beneath him. With a sardonic chuckle he shook his head and clicked his tongue at you in exaggerated disappointment.
“Did i tell you to touch me?”
Your heart pounded in your chest. Having his lips so close, his body so close, it was hard to focus on anything he was saying. After a moment you try to force some sort of answer out only to have your words turn sloppy and unconvincing. “N-no, but-“
“Ah ah- no ‘but’s.” He paused, as if waiting to see if you’ll try to disagree. “Did. I. tell you. to touch me?”
All you could manage was a shake of your head. Your body stilled beneath him in silent submission, frozen in place save for the rapid rise and fall of your chest as your breath quickened with anticipation.
His chest rumbled with a low hum. With his body being pressed so firmly against yours the sound rumbled through your chest too, leaving you to whimper out at the sensation.
“That’s right. I didn’t.”
His eyes held your gaze in silence at first, his body just holding you down in place without speaking until his eyes raked down your body. “I was going to be nice and give you what you want after you begged for it like a good little thing, but now I’m reconsidering. I can’t just let you get away with touching me without permission, can I? No. No, i can’t..”
With his previous scolding you didn’t dare to speak out of turn. If you wanted any chance of getting off tonight you knew you’d better obey, and with how turned on you already were, you didn’t know if you could stand being left unsatisfied.
Mike left just enough of a silence for you to get squirmy, for you to finally start resorting to begging again, but he started to move again just before you could.
He shifted his hips against your torso. His legs settled at either side of your torso tightly enough to keep you from squirming and his hands tightened their grip on your wrists to do the same, while his eyes scanned over you lustfully before he hummed out yet again, this time the sound closer to a moan.
“Maybe I’ll just use you like this, hm?” There was a mischievous glint in his eyes when he looked back up to your face. Upon finding it flushed and desperate-looking he couldn’t hold back his laugh. “Yeah, maybe that’s what I’ll do…”
He shifted his hips again, this time rolling forward against your torso. The action drew a low groan from his lips and while you were pretty sure he was exaggerating the sound to further taunt you, that did nothing to stop the wave of arousal coursing through you. Fuck, he sounded so hot already.
As he rolled his hips down against you again you could feel his dick through the worn material of his ripped jeans and you wanted nothing more than to feel him more, to touch him, to jerk him off, anything to get more than this.
“M-Mike-“ You whined. Subconsciously you tried to reach out for him, only to have him press your wrists down into the carpet with more force.
“Shh shh, not now, baby,” Mike cooed, a stark contrast to his generally rough demeanor. “I’m gonna use my baby just like this, and you’re gonna be a good little toy and take it for me, yeah?”
Swallowing hard, all you could do was nod. If he kept going like that you knew you’d make a mess in your own jeans but you couldn’t stop him now, you didn’t want to stop him now. As desperate as you were to have him touch you, you couldn’t deny just how hot this was. He looked so gorgeous as he ground his hips into you, his fingers digging into the flesh of your wrists and his lips parted just enough to let those soft groans tumble out. The muscles in his arms flexed as he moved. The sight alone was more than enough to have you throbbing and before you even realized what you were doing, a soft mewl of your own slipped from your lips.
Mike didn’t stop moving but his gaze returned to your face, his eyebrows raised and his lips curling into an even more devious smirk. “Ooh, are you getting off on this? You like me using you for my own pleasure? I’ve barely even gotten my hands on you and I bet you’re already a mess down there for me.”
He ground his hips into you again, this time with particularly more force, making both of you moan out together. His hips continued to rock against you until his own breath hitched and he froze, his body trembling slightly.
“Fuck, touch me,” He finally groaned, his hands releasing yours before unbuttoning his jeans and pushing them down lower on his hips. That was the only thing you needed to hear. You immediately reached out for him, desperate for more contact, desperate to please him. You wasted no time in touching him through his boxers, the material already damp from his precum leaking.
“Yeah, that’s it, baby. Jerk me off real good and maybe I’ll consider returning the favor.”
