☁︎⋅ (18+) car sex with rookie!leon
“you’re terrible,” leon groaned, his hands on your hips to guide you back and forth on top of him. his legs were spread, head slumping back in his seat.
the windows were covered in a film of condensation, evidence of your egregious activities. you were lucky leon’s windows were tinted, otherwise he would have never agreed to sex in a parking lot of all places. he’d been extra cautious about the law ever since he started at the station.
“you like it,” you smirked, face contorting in pleasure when his cock grazed that sweet spot. your nails dug into his shoulders. “I can feel your dick twitching inside me.”
leon’s eyes rolled to the back of his head, short gasps and moans filling the air. “don’t say shit like that,” he muttered. his hands came up to palm your breasts, pinching your nipples teasingly. but seeing you grind on his cock, he couldn’t help but lean in to envelop them with his mouth.
“why? does it make you wanna cum?” you giggled. your hands cupped his face, brushing the hair from his forehead.
he couldn’t stop the whine from leaving his lips. he looked up at you with pussy drunk eyes. “...yeah,” he murmured, sucking on your nipples.
you leaned down to capture his lips. leon met you halfway, his tongue tangling with yours as his hips began to buck upward.
“then do it,” you moaned against his lips. “cum for me, leon. fill me up with your cum.”
his fingers dug into your hips. the leather of the car seat creaked under the strain of his movement. his thrusts grew harder, more frantic as he chased the edge. “oh my god, you’re-,” he choked on a moan. his teeth grazed your collarbone.
leon was practically vibrating beneath you, doing anything he could to reach that high. the heat in the car was stifling, the air thick with sex. you picked up the pace, your own breath hitching as his pelvis rubbed against your clit.
“I’m close, baby,” he gasped out. his eyes were blown wide and dark. “I’m gonna-”
he couldn’t finish his sentence. instead, he gripped your skin so hard, it would surely leave marks the next day. his head fell into your chest, a rough groan vibrating in his chest as he spilled into you.
you doubled over him, your own release pulsing through in waves. for a moment, the only thing that could be heard was the frantic beating of your hearts.
leon’s hand drifted to the back of your head, brushing the strands away from your face. he let out a soft laugh. “you’re such a bad influence,” he murmured, kissing you.
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