For those who are interested, here are the Cleon Kinktober prompts!
Rules
Use the tag #cleonkinktober if you use these prompts.
You'll have two options per day. You can pick one, use both, or do a free day in case both aren't for you. Or just use whatever prompts you want!
Remember all community guidelines of whatever site you post these to. Use all proper tags, labels, censor anything you need to, and let us know where to find the uncensored stuff.
No bullying or harassment!
Please no AI anything!
Skip any days you need to! Don't stress about it. This is all just for fun!
As stated above, you must be 18+ to participate. Minors DNI.
Claire: nervously biting her lip "Are you serious? You really want me to… sit on your face?"
Leon: grinning, laying back against the pillows "Dead serious. Come on, you know I can handle it."
Claire: shaking her head, laughing nervously "Leon, I’m not light, I don’t want to hurt you."
Leon: teasing, pulling her closer by the waist "You won’t hurt me. Trust me, I want you there. Right there."
Claire: still hesitant, hovering over him "You say that now, but what if I crush you?"
Leon: chuckling "If you don’t get down here, I’ll drag you on top of me." His hands grab her hips, and with a quick pull, he yanks her down onto his chest.
Claire: laughs, half-surprised "Leon! What are you—"
Leon: his grip firm as he shimmies her up, his voice lower now "Come on, stop worrying. You know exactly where I want you." He pulls her thighs toward his chin, his eyes dark with hunger as he drags her closer.
Claire: her breathing heavy, heart racing "You’re impossible…"
Leon: his voice muffled as she finally settles on top of him "And you’re perfect." His hands grip her thighs, pulling her down more firmly, his tongue flicking out to tease her with no hesitation.
Claire: gasping, feeling the heat of his mouth against her "Leon…"
Leon: his moan vibrates against her, muffled as she grinds down, his hands encouraging her to let go, his voice barely audible beneath her "That's it... Just let me make you feel good."
Claire: her head falling back, overwhelmed by the sensation, her hips moving instinctively "Oh my god…"
Leon: completely consumed, his hands gripping her hips tighter as he devours her, every sound he makes muffled under her weight, his pleasure only growing with each moment she gives in.
Claire: moaning, her body trembling, finally letting go of all her hesitation as she rides the rhythm of his mouth "Leon, I—"
Leon: muffled, his voice rough with desire as he keeps her there, refusing to let her pull away "Don’t stop…"
Now, make sure to read all the rules and then go forth and unleash upon us all the fun two (or more) consenting adults can have! <3
Rules
Use the tag #cleonkinktober if you use these prompts.
You'll have two options per day. You can pick one, use both, or do a free day in case both aren't for you. Or just use whatever prompts you want!
Remember all community guidelines of whatever site you post these to. Use all proper tags, labels, censor anything you need to, and let us know where to find the uncensored stuff.
No bullying or harassment!
All scenes with sexual acts MUST depict adults. No underage stuff.
Please no AI anything!
Skip any days you need to! Don't stress about it. This is all just for fun!
The lab is dimly lit, a mix of broken machinery and eerie silence filling the room. Leon is trapped in a barred cage, slumped against the cold metal. His skin is flushed, drenched in sweat, his breathing ragged and shallow. His face is twisted in discomfort, his whole body shaking. Claire is on the other side of the bars, kneeling, gripping them, eyes wide with concern.
CLAIRE:
(urgent, voice shaking)
Leon? What the hell did they do to you?
LEON:
(gritting his teeth, voice strained)
They... hit me with something. I—I don’t know what it is, but it’s bad, Claire. It's... burning.
Leon shifts, his legs trembling. A groan slips from him, his face contorting as he leans back against the bars, arching slightly. Claire notices the bulge in his pants and her eyes widen, realization hitting.
CLAIRE:
(softly)
Shit... it’s that breeding gas they’ve been using on the bioweapons.
Leon squeezes his eyes shut, sweat dripping down his face as he struggles to hold it together. His voice cracks, a mixture of frustration and agony.
LEON:
(hoarse)
I can’t... I can’t think straight, Claire. It hurts too much.
His hands tremble as he grips his thighs, fighting the overwhelming sensation. His voice drops to a near whimper.
LEON:
(desperate)
It’s not stopping. I—fuck—it’s unbearable.
Claire’s heart races, her hands tightening around the bars as she watches him. She glances down at the floor, conflicted, then exhales sharply, her tone soft but firm.
CLAIRE:
Leon... you need to handle it. There’s no other way. If you don’t... it’ll tear you apart.
Leon groans again, his hands twitching at his sides as he looks up at her, his blue eyes darkened with pain.
LEON:
(panting, voice cracked)
I... I can’t, Claire. It’s too much.
Claire swallows hard, her breath hitching as she forces herself to speak calmly, her voice lowering, more intimate.
CLAIRE:
Listen to me. You need to take control. Pretend... pretend it’s my hand, okay? Focus on that.
Leon’s eyes flutter open, his body stiffening as her words sink in. His breath hitches, a shudder running through him. He hesitates, still gripping the bars behind him.
LEON:
(gritting his teeth)
I don’t... I don’t know if I can—
CLAIRE:
(interrupting, softly)
You can. Just close your eyes. Picture me... picture my hand wrapped around you.
Leon squeezes his eyes shut, his breathing becoming heavier as he shifts uncomfortably. Slowly, he lowers a trembling hand to his waistband, groaning as he unzips his pants. His fingers brush over the painful hardness, and he gasps.
CLAIRE:
(soothing)
That’s it. Easy... slow.
Leon bites his lip, his hand shaking as he grips himself, starting to stroke slowly. His body tenses, a pained moan escaping his lips. Claire’s voice remains soft, guiding him.
CLAIRE:
(whispering)
Good... now pretend it’s me. Think about how I’d touch you.
Leon’s breath hitches, his strokes becoming more steady, though the discomfort is still evident on his face. He leans his head back, sweat dripping down his neck.
LEON:
(grunting)
Fuck... it’s... so damn hard.
CLAIRE:
(gently)
I know... but you can do this. Imagine my fingers, how they’d feel. Just keep going.
Leon’s hand moves faster, his body trembling. His moans grow louder, his face twisted in a mix of pain and pleasure. Claire watches him, her face flushed, voice hushed.
CLAIRE:
(whispering)
That’s it, Leon... just like that. You're almost there.
Leon’s hips jerk involuntarily, his breath coming in short gasps as he strokes himself faster, more desperate. His body tightens, and his voice cracks as he moans again.
LEON:
(panting)
Claire... I... I can’t—
(groaning)
I’m close.
CLAIRE:
(soft, steady)
Let it go, Leon. Just... let it go.
Leon’s body spasms, and with a final, broken moan, he releases, his body collapsing against the bars as he gasps for air, shuddering. His hand falls limp at his side, and he rests his forehead against the cold metal, eyes closed.
LEON:
(breathless)
Jesus... that was...
CLAIRE:
(softly)
It’s okay. You’re okay now.
The room is quiet, save for Leon’s ragged breathing. Claire watches him, her hands still gripping the bars, her expression a mixture of relief and lingering tension.
LEON:
(voice hoarse, shaky)
Thanks, Claire... I... don’t know what I’d do without you.
CLAIRE:
(quiet, half-smiling)
Happy to help.
The silence stretches between them, the tension in the room still thick, but slowly, Leon’s breathing begins to steady, and he leans back, eyes still closed, utterly exhausted.
Claire: "Then give in. Show me how you like it. I’m right here, and I’m not going anywhere."
Leon: breath hitching "Just watching you makes me lose it."
Claire: grinning "Good. I want you to. Now, touch yourself."
Day 2 - Dirty Talk
Claire: leaning on the bar, smirking "Okay, Mr. Smooth, what’s your best pick-up line?"
Leon: grinning, takes a sip of his drink "Um, how about, ‘Are you a magician? Because whenever I look at you, everyone else disappears?’"
Claire: snorts "Seriously? That’s your best? You sound like a cheesy rom-com."
Leon: laughs "Hey, I aim to please! How about this: ‘Do you have a map? Because I just got lost in your eyes.’"
Claire: rolling her eyes, laughing "Oh my god, you’re killing me! Those are terrible."
Leon: leans in closer, a playful glint in his eye, then whispers into her ear "But if I’m being honest… what I really want to say is, ‘Let’s skip the small talk and get you home so I can show you exactly what I can do with this tongue. Because trust me, my mouth is better for a lot more than just talking.’"
Claire: blushing, her breath hitching "Wow, um… okay! That’s definitely not what I was expecting."
Leon: smirking, enjoying her reaction "So… what do you think?"
Claire: stammering, still flustered "I think we should close out. Like, now. Let’s get out of here."
