There’s something so distressingly attractive about the thought of rough sex with leon that it makes me lose my marbles
Like, rough mating press where he’s just fucking you so deep, staring down at your face covered in tears, running mascara and smudged lip gloss and he’s just eating it up. He’s moaning in your ear, telling you how good you feel squeezing him so tight and how he can’t wait to pump load after load into you in every position imaginable. But then he’s like “I like a mating press best because I can see you taking me and see you cry too.” Slight crying kink, sue me..
Conjured this while napping before my lecture, might actually write it just bc its hot















