Think I need someone older, just a little bit colder. take the weight off your shoulders, think I need someone older
ft. ex boyfriends dad John Price
tw. age gap [reader is 22 and John is in his mid-late 40s], oral sex [male and female receiving] mentions of cheating [not by price or reader], insinuation of multiple rounds, PIV sex, creampie, mentions of a bitchy ex-wife, fem!reader, female anatomy, illusion to toxic and psychologically abusive relationship
a/n. this turned out a lot longer than i anticipated it to be or i intended but when i started i just couldn't stop. price also works in security in this. this is also the first ime in ages that i have written something this long, so i apologise if it non-sensical or it makes no sense.
word count. 3769
banner by @kaitsawamura
ex boyfriends dad John Price who had grown to hate the man his son at become, he was spoiled and entitled and thought he was gods gift to mankind always looking down on others and it was all because of his ex-wife. The woman worshiped her son, saw him as her prized possession, she did everything for him. Washing, cooking, cleaning and never punished him for anything he did and turned him into the monster he was today. John had tried to change her ways, tried to punish him and instill some discipline and human empathy into him but his wife wouldn’t have any of it. If John took his electronics away for misbehaving, his wife would give them back in 5 minutes. If he grounded him for any period of time, he knew all he had to do was ask his mom if he could go out and she would immediately tell him yes and to be safe and have fun. Any time he showed disrespetful behaviour, to them and to the other people she would always say ‘boys will be boys’. It was one of the many things that led to their eventual divorce when their son was 15. They shared custody and anytime his son was over Price tried to correct his behaviour, believing it was never too late but all of his work would be undone anytime he would go back to his mothers and by the time his son was 18 and stopped coming over as mandated by the courts, it was too late. Now his son only came round when he wanted something or was in the type of trouble he didn’t want his mother to know about.
ex boyfriends dad John Price who met you for the first time at his son's 21st birthday, he didn’t plan on staying long and was only going to show face, put some money on the tab for his son and give him his present. And there are you, a pretty little thing wrapped in the arms of his asshole son and he decides to stay just a little longer than he planned to talk to you. You are oh so sweet when he talks to you, telling him you had heard good things about him from his ex-wife and son (which he instantly doubted, his wife was still bitter he went through with the divorce and his son saw him as this hard-handed father always dishing out punishments he believed he didn’t deserve), you voice is positively dripping with syrup and John feels his heart pick up in a way he hadn’t felt in years. But as he walks with you, he watches. Closely. Watches the way you're never too far away from his son, how you talk to nobody but him, how your eyes are always searching for his son in the room, how you rub your hand up and down your arms to comfort yourself as you watch his son talk, no, flirt with every other woman in the room. It makes something in his gut twist itself into knots because his son as this absolutely beautiful and sweet girl right there and he was just throwing it away
ex boyfriends dad John Price who meets you a few times in the next year, in cafes or supermarkets or even just when you’re out for a walk in the local park, you always look so pretty especially in the warmer months when you’re out and about in little summer dresses and short skirts, the warm summer sun shining on your skin and giving you a gorgeous glow, and you are always so so nice to him, making conversation with soft smiles and wide eyes but he notices you're a littlemore skittish, always checking your phone and looking around you anxiously as if someone was watching you, how your clothes start to get a bit more conservative the little hints of your gorgeous skin now being hidden behind long sleeves and trousers. When he asks if you’re okay you give him a small smile, one that doesn’t quite reach your eyes and tell him everythings fine, the feeling he had in his gut when he first met you gets worse. He knew something was wrong and though he couldn’t pinpoint what it was he knew it had to do with his son.
ex boyfriends dad John Price who hasn't seen you for a few months since he last saw you in December, the last time he saw you all the warmth had drained from your face and your eyes and though you were smiling there was an undeniable sadness and pain just rolling off you in waves. It broke his heart to see someone who was once so full of life become lifeless, like all the light and warmth that had radiated from you when you first meet was sucked out and replaced with a deep darkness that penetrated the very fibers of your soul. When he see’s you again, its Spring and the world has started to gain a bit more of its colour back, and so have you. You’re in a local bar, your friends surrounding you as you laugh and drinkand dance, John watches from the bar. Watches the way your eyes light up and your smile finally reached your eyes, the way your cheeks are dusted in a small pink hue as the alcohol flushes your skin. He smiles as he brings his whiskey to his lips and turns away from your group, who unbeknownst to him were trying to convince you to go up and talk to him despite the fact that he was your ex-boyfriends dad. They rolled their eyes and shoved at your shoulder every time you tried to brush them off, saying what better way to get revenge against your cheating, toxic ex-boyfriend than to sleep with his dad? And with the encouragement of another shot you decide to go ‘fuck it’ and walk up to the bar, sliding in comfortably beside John your hand falling right beside his your pinky finger brushing against as you turn your head to look at him only to find him already looking at you, his eyes raking up and down your body. He wasn’t going to admit it out loud, at least not to you at this very moment, but gods was he glad you were showing a little bit of skin again, the tight crop top you had on giving him the perfect view of your cleavage and leaving the delcious skin of your sides exposed while the short skirt you wore hugged the curve of your hips in such a teasing manner that he just wanted to reach out and palm the fat with his big hands just to feel it squish between his fingers, and your thighs gods he just wanted to bury his face inbetween them and feel the fat press against his head.
ex boyfriends dad John Price who smiles at you, warm and welcoming, eyes twinkling with mischief and mirth as he greets you with a friendly ‘hi’, you give him a flirtatious smile and a ‘hi’ back. You quickly fall into an easy conversation, catching up with one another and skirting over the glaring question of what happened. You talk about your classes and how glad you are to be graduating soon and, saying how you’ve already secured a graduate position in one of the top companies within your industry and he tells you some stories of his time in the military and when he tells you about a scottish man called ‘Soap’ you can’t help but giggle and ask how he got that name and when John tells you its classified you pout at him and he damn near pulls you in for a kiss right there. Time flies by so quickly when you’re talking to him that you don’t even notice your friends leave, your best friend sending a text letting you know everyone got home safely and to use protection and not to do anything she wouldn’t do (which causes you to roll your eyes and John can’t help the dirty thoughts and images that flashes through his mind when he sees it), or how the numbers in the bar keep dwindling down until its just the two of you left and the bartender gives you a cheeky smile as you close out your tab (John insisting on paying for yours as well).
ex boyfriends dad John Price who insists on walking you home when you’re ushered out of the bar, his hand casually slipping around shoulder as he pulls you against him, using the fact that the spring night is chilly and you didn’t bring a jacket out with you and he just radiates warmth, which instantly spreads through you at his touch. Starting in your cheeks, causing an adorable flush that quickly spreads through your entire body settle deep in your stomach and your core. You continue to chat as you walk, more stories flowing between the you and you flush even brighter at the big belly laugh he lets out as you share your drunken stories from freshers week when you first started university. Before you know it, you’re outside your apartment and you dwindle for a bit conversation dying down but neither of you wanting to say goodbye yet. It takes a nothing more than a few nanoseconds for you to decide to invite him up for a drink, telling him you had a bottle of 15 year old single malt your father gifted you for being accepted into your dream job after college and he accepts even quicker.
ex boyfriends dad John Price who follows behind you, his hand in yours and his heart beating rapidly in his chest feeling like a goody teenager as he crosses the threshold of apartment, he doesn’t even let the door fully close before he’s turning you around and pinning you to it. One hand gripping your hips and the other cradling your jaw like you are the most precious thing in the world, completely contradicting the way he kisses you. Its deep, harsh, bruising and full of passion, lips slotting against yours like they were always meant to be there. The kiss is absolutely intoxicating, one hand reaches out to fist at his shirt while the other tangles in his hair at the back of his head, your grab is a little tighter than you expected and tension at the back of his skull causes a moan to ripple from deep in Johns chest and spill into your mouth and you arch into him, pressing yourself impossibly closer to him, your hand moving from his chest to grip at his shoulders. You dig your nails into his skin beneath the soft fabric of his shirt as his hand moves from your hip to grab at your ass and pull you against him, his hard cock pressing into the plush of your stomach through his jeans. John pulls away from the kiss far to quickly for your liking and you go to chase his lips but he quickly buries his head in your neck, lips pressing against your pulse point as you pant and move your neck to give him better access to the skin, his teeth graze your skin as the kisses turns to bites and the moan you let our is absolute music to John’s ears.
ex boyfriends dad John Price who feels a little guilty about what he’s doing, the rational part of his brain at war with the emotional part, telling him it’s wrong and he shouldn’t be doing this, apart from the fact that you were more than 20 years younger than him you were also his son ex-girlfriend for gods sake and maybe part of him was doing this to spite his son and maybe you were doing the same thing, he didn’t know the details of what happened you didn’t elaborate when you told him you had broken up just after new year, maybe you were just doing this for revenge to screw with his son, to show him what he missed but the emotional part is screaming at him that this is right, that right there is where he’s meant to be. He found you attractive, had since he first saw you, but it was more than that he thought you were amazing and kind and so so smart, he enjoyed every second of the small amount of time he got to spend with you idly chatting when you meet, you made his heart beat so erratically in his chest that he was sure it was going to rip out of this chest but he wouldn’t even mind if it meant he go to give it to you for safe keeping because he knew there was no better place it than in your hands. Eventually the rational side wins and John’s panting as he pulls back from your neck, pupils wide as he looks in your eyes. You see a hint of hesitation in his eyes, and something inside you shrinks back a little and the heat that had been pooling inside of you was slowly turning stone cold but the way John rubs his tumb against your cheek stops it from flaming our completely. His voice is quiet as he ask if you want this, he’s still breathless as the words pass it lips and you barely hear it but when it registers in your brain you are instantly saying ‘yes’ and nodding your head. That’s all he needs for his emotional side to win and he is pressing his lips to yours once again and his hands are gripping onto your thighs as he easily hoists you up into his arms as you wrap your legs around his waist.
ex boyfriends dad John Price who doesn’t even take you to the bedroom, instead he gently places you on the sofa as his hands reach out to remove your shirt, throwing it over his shoulder hapazardly (you notice in the morning it’s hanging of the edge of your lamp shade), his lips trailing down your throat and across your collarbone intermittently changing from kisses to bites to sucks something akin to pride blooming in his chests as the purple marks bloom across your skin. Heat blooms where his lips touch and you grind up into him, the fabric of your skirt having rid up when he lifted you and being bunched around your hips leaving your panties and pussy exposed and allowing you to seek a delicious friction as your clit nudges against the fabric of his jeans through your panties, it helps that the fabric is tented from Johns hard cock. The moan you let out is almost pornographic from just the simple movement and John groans at the sound, moving his hips to meet yours as you grind just to hear it again.
ex boyfriends dad John Price who had planned to take his time with you, to learn exactly what made you come undone underneath him and to draw out orgasm after orgasm from you until you were a trembling mess who couldn’t even remember his own name, he wanted to make you moan and scream until your throat was raw and watch those pretty little eyes roll to the back of your head as pleasure overwhelmed your body, but he could feel the wetness of your underwear through his jeans and the way you nails dug into his skin through the fabric of his shirt so hard he was sure they would leave little crescent indents on the skin and bruises that would last days, ones he would proudly show off and he decided fuck taking his time. He quickly removed his lips from your skin and you mourned their loss but the feeling was quickly replaced with pleasure as he moved down and presses a kiss to your clit through your underwear as John hooks his fingers into the waistband and pulls them down your thighs once again throwing it over his shoulder haphazardly not caring where they landed as his hand wrapped around your thigh and he dove into your pussy. He licks at your clit, tongue swirling around the bundle of nerves and pleasure shoots through your entire body, sparks lighting up your nervous system and it feel like every nerve comes alive more the fire inside of you heating up to a new degree with every swipe of his tongue and as John presses a finger to your entrance gently to your entrance, at first testing the resistance before slowly pushing into you and curving in such away it presses against your g-spot and its almost like he can directly inside of you with the precision he hits it at. The pleasure causes a moan and an ‘oh god’ to tumble from your lips and your eyes roll black, which John watches from between your legs and as your head falls back against the arm of the chair he nips gently at your clit the tiny bit of pain causes a whine to tumble from your lips and a smirk forms on Johns lips
ex boyfriends dad John Price who says “eyes on me sweetheart” and the ways the words tumble from his lips, deep and rumbly and dripping with heat that almost makes you melt. And oh god the vibration against your clit has you almost seeing stars and pushes you closer to the edge but you quickly snap your head back so you can look down at John who presses another kiss to your clit as a reward but then he pulls his finger from inside you and for the briefest second you think you’re being punished but he replaces his mouth on your clit with his thumb and starts circling your clit while he raises the rest of his body to give you a bruising kiss, your tongues mixing together as you taste yourself on him and with one last flick of his thumb John feels you tense underneath him as your orgasm rocks your body. You feel like your whole body is on fire, little fireworks lighting up every single nerve ending you have and causing you to moan into John’s mouth, your fingers scramble to to hold onto something, anything to ground you, eventually tangling in the fabric of John’s shirt as you ride out the wave of your orgasm. Your chest heaves as you come down from your high and you separate your lips from John to mumble the words “you have too many clothes one”, he chuckles at you and ducks down to place a kiss against your pulse point again before sitting up and pulling off his shirt first and then reaching down to unbuckle his belt, his jeans and boxers joining the mess of clothes all over the floor. Your eyes scan his body, his years in the military and security doing wonders for his body, corded muscles bulging in his arms as he brings his arms down on side of yours head forcing you to look him in the face once again where you’re meet with inquisitive and teasing eyes as he asks “like what you see sweetheart?”
ex boyfriends dad John Price who doesnt expect or wait for an answer as he presses his lips to yours in another searing kiss, lips and tongues melding together its almost like you were trying to drain each other life essence out just through the kiss. When John pulls away from you, a string of saliva connects you and only breaks when he dips his tongue out to swipe across his lips as he checks in with you again to make sure that this is what you want and when you nod, he takes one of his hands by your head and gently guides himself inside you. The stretch is absolutely delicious and a moan rips through you, starting deep in your chest and falling from your lips before you can even stop it but John doesn’t want you to stop it instead he grips your chin and tells you to be louder that he wants to hear every little sound that tumbles from your lips and so you do. With every thrust inside of you and every circle of Johns finger against your clit your moans get louder and more uncontrolled every fibre of your being filled with nothing but pleasure and your mind numb to any other thought than Johns name and the pleasure he is giving you. You cum again with John inside you, your nerve endings lighting up like the sun itself as you clench around him, the tightness of your pussy clamping down on Johns dick causing a jagged moan to fall from John’s lips. He knew he wasn’t going to last, he was already so worked up from kissing you and eating you out that he knew he was going to cum soon. And as you clench around him again, a mini ograsm richocting from your last one, he groans into you neck and takes your hip into a bruising grip, fingers and nail digging in to the plush flesh, he can’t himself as she sheathes himself inside of you right up to the hilt as his own orgasm rocks through him and he fills you with his cum. Your both panting, your chests heaving as you both come down from your high with ecstasy and adrenaline filling your systems and you notice, John is still hard inside of you so you say with a smile, “another round?” which may have turned into 2, including a round in the shower as he tried to clean you up from the previous rounds.
ex boyfriends dad John Price who decided that night that he wanted this to be more, more than just sex. He wanted you in your entiretly, he wanted not just your heart but your soul. He wanted to know every secret you kept hidden buried deepen inside you, he wanted to know the simplest most basic parts of you, your favour colour and favourite food, what made you laugh and smile and what pisses you off. He wanted to hold your hopes and dreams in his hands and support you to reach to them, wanted to hold your hand as you rose and comfort you when you fell. He wanted your happiness and your pain. He just wanted you. Every part of you, no matter how knarled and ugly you thought it was because to him you would always be the most wonderful creature the gods had ever created.
Tags: Age gap established, full fluff, fauxcesty??? (People confuse Leon to be your dad but he's not!!), bit of an insecure reader in the end & corny fic lol
A/N: Oh my my would you look at that? An age gap fic with romance? gasp
Anyways, so this originally started out as a sugar daddy fic, but I couldn't resist filling it with fluff (going back to my roots lol) and made it into a romantic one. But istg I have a proper idea for sugar daddy fic that I will write and upload soon🫶
Thank you to @writingwisterias for the fic title. I love you so much 🫶
Lil tags @lulualuana @fawnsflowerbed (I'm afraid to tag my other moots)
Summary: Your winter vacations started & the best way to spend it is with your older boyfriend
WC: 3.2K
It was the last day in college before the winter vacation started and it was already so cold you wondered why they didn't give out the holidays a week earlier.
And to be perfectly honest, you really didn't have to go today, since many students don't really prefer it, so the classes stay pretty empty. So if you also had taken the day off no one would have cared.
Which is what was going on your head as you glared daggers at the clock hanging on the wall of your lecture Hall.
The professor was somehow still talking even though his lecture was only supposed to be 45 minutes but now it was almost an hour. You were sure he had a personal vendetta against students because why was he taking so much time to leave the students? Did he not have a life?
So, when the clock on the wall finally spelled out the time, which finally prompted your professor to start packing things and grumble “That's all for today.”
You were out of the class at a speed that would put even Usain Bolt to shame.
A heavy sigh left your lips, grumbling a light. “Finally.” You finally made your way out of the college & decided to call the ‘driver’ who was supposed to take you home.
“Leon, please tell me you're here by now?”
You hear his warm rough laugh on the phone that has your cranky mood improving by the minute.
“Hello to you too, princess. Cranky much?”
You groan. “Sorry, tiring day. The prof was taking foreverrr.”
He chuckles once more and clicks his tongue, his voice feigning sympathy. His voice low and smooth. ”Oh poor you. Need daddy to pick you up and treat you?”
Your cheeks flush hearing his words. You could almost feel his smug smirk after he said it. He knew that you loved his voice and he took unfair advantage of it.
“Umm… yeah. Would you please come to pick me up and treat me?”
“Already here, meet me in the parking lot.”
Your heart flips on its own and eagerly reply back. “Okay! See you in a minute.”
You hang up the call with a big grin on your face & with a spring in your step you make your way to the parking lot. This day couldn't get any better, just you, Leon, relaxing in the holidays. Surely nothing could go wro—
“Heyyy, long time no see.”
You get startled by the voice behind you and you turn to find the source. Your eyes narrow in response when you find out who it was.
Fucking Tom. God, why was he here? This guy was worse than a cockroach, even after rejecting him so many times to dates, he couldn't take a hint.
He grins and gives a wave. “Hey, what are you doing?”
“Leaving. Obviously. College’s over.” You shake your head and start walking a bit faster towards the parking lot. But that idiot follows you.
“So, what plans do you have for your vacations?”
“Sleeping.”
“Ha! Me too. But I was thinking we could maybe grab a bite to that cafe nearby? You know, since it's break, I hoped we could–”
“No, I have to be home early. Thanks though.” You grumble and finally walk into the parking lot, searching for Leon's car.
“Well then, maybe we could meet up—”
Your brain stops listening to his words the moment Leon comes into focus. He was wearing his warmest black jacket, looking cozy and hot at the same time. He was leaning back against his car, his dirty blonde hair framing the side of his face which highlighted the features of his face, tapping his foot on the concrete, waiting for you.
Your lips curve in a smile, tensed shoulders relaxing at the simple sight of him. You raise your hand and wave excitedly at him.
Leon's eyes finally flick back to you, he stands up straighter and then waves back in response.
“Wow, I didn't think your dad was picking you up.” Tom said when he saw who you were waving at.
You scoff and look back at Tom. “What?”
Tom shrugs. “That's your dad right?”
Your first response was to tell him off, tell him that he was an idiot for thinking Leon was your dad but then...
You grin back at Tom, eyes glinting with mischief. “Uhh.. Yeah, totally. I gotta go now.” And you leave him behind without waiting for a response.
You run up to Leon with a big grin and hug him tightly. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you bury your face in his neck. “I missed you.”
You feel his arms sliding around your waist, his warm calloused hands tracing your body as he hugs you back. His breath tickles near your ear, his warm voice relaxing you further. “Mmm, missed you too, sweetheart.”
He pulls back just enough to look at your face and gently cups your face with his hands with a warm expression. And kisses you in greeting.
Your arms tighten around him as you kiss him back, his stubble gently pricking your skin, the kiss overwhelming your senses, so when he pulls apart, your lips chase him for seconds.
You hear him chuckling, his thumb pad tracing the soft skin of your cheek as he whispers. “Ready to leave?”
Your cheeks flush at the gentleness of his touch. “Yeah, I'm good to go.”
He softly kisses your forehead and pulls back fully. “Get in then.” And opens the car door for you.
You get in his car & sigh as you realize how warm his car was in contrast to the cold outside. He walks around and settles in the driving seat as he starts the car back up.
You glance back outside through the car window and bite back a laugh when you see Tom's stunned expression. Now he was definitely gonna stay away from you.
Leon starts to drive out of the college’s parking lot, his hand sliding up to your thigh and asks. “So, how was the college today?”
You roll your eyes and groan. “Exhausting, thank god for winter holidays.”
His lips curve into a smirk & replies. “Aww, so hardworking, aren't you? Good thing I bought something to treat you.” And picks up the packed drink from the cupholder and hands it to you. “There you go.”
You open the cup lid and the scent of chocolate immediately fills up the car. A surprised chuckle leaves your lips as your voice turns excited. “You got me hot chocolate!” You take a sip of the drink and groan in satisfaction, your body warming up from the hot chocolate. “Oh god, yes. This is what life's supposed to be about.”
Leon chuckles at your reply, shaking his head fondly. “No thank you?”
You roll your eyes and lean closer to drop a quick kiss on his jaw. “Thank you, Leon.”
His hand gently squeezes your thigh. “Don't mention it.”
You relax further in his car seat and drink the hot chocolate and ask. “So what are we doing today?”
Leon simply shrugs and says. “You tell me, your vacation just started, we should enjoy it. Plus, I'm free too, which is rare.”
Usually you would have said to shop, but right now sitting in his car with the heaters on, drinking hot chocolate, you didn't want to be anywhere else. So you simply shake your head. “No… I want to stay home today. Oh, wait, I know what we can do!” You look back at him with a mischievous grin. “I have plans…”
Leon takes his eyes off the road for a second, meeting your gaze & he knew what was coming. He laughs. “Oh no no.. I know that look.”
You grip his hand that was resting on your thigh and plead to him. “Pleaseee, you don't even know what I'm gonna ask…”
Leon scoffs. “That's what I'm worried about.”
You scoff. “You don’t trust me?”
Leon rolls his eyes. “I didn't say that.”
“Yes you did, I ask for one thing and you say no… you're so mean.” you pout and turn in your seat, facing away from him.
You wait for a few moments and could hear him audibly sigh at your tantrum. “Fine, we can do whatever you have planned at your place & I won't question it. Happy?”
You bite back a smile at his defeated tone & still pretend to be offended. “You could sound a bit happier about it, you know?”
He rolls his eyes, glancing at your curled up form, facing away from him and chuckles to himself. He feigns disappointment and says. “Fine… fine. I am excited & happy about it. Good enough.”
He sees you shrug your shoulders and reply. “I also want you to order take out when we're there.”
He scoffs and replies. “Of course, I will. That wasn't even up for debate."
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“If I knew this is what you're planning I'd have suggested going to the mall.” He lets out a long heavy sigh, while his rough yet warm hands gently grip your hips to make you comfortable on his lap.
“Oh come on, it's not that bad.” You reply as you apply the thick, cool facemask on his face, fingers evenly spreading the liquid & avoiding the stubble area, your face scrunched up in concentration.
A part of him was amused that you were so focused on painting his face green with your skincare products. To see you so bothered over the fact that he rarely takes care of himself and you trying to fix it, it gives butterflies in his stomach. Not used to being doted on.
He wouldn't admit it, but a small domestic moment like this makes his heart race. Honestly, he would have said yes to anything you planned to do, cause he can't refuse his sweet dollface, especially not when she's sitting on his lap so prettily.
He rolls his eyes and scoffs. “I look like the grinch, right now.”
“Well, you're being a grinch right now, by arguing about this.”
Leon smirks. “See, it's working already, I'm turning into a grinch right now & it's all your fault.”
You roll your eyes and finish applying the face mask. “It's done.”
Leon looks at himself in the mirror & rolls his eyes. He was wearing one of your cloth headbands which had cat ears on it, so his hair didn't fall in front of his face plus his face was green.
“Great, now I look like a kitty grinch. Does this actually help the skin like you say?”
You scoff. “You don't trust my word? I apply that too, my skin looks good, see?” you place your hands on your face and pout.
“That's cause you're young.” he retorts back.
“You're just jealous that my skin looks better than yours.”
“Yes, I'm green with envy.” He deadpans. But his eyes give it away of how proud he was of himself for that.
You couldn't help but chuckle at it but groan too because God, he could be so lame. Good thing he was so charming, he could make dad jokes look endearing.
You start to close the lid, he grips your hand to halt your movement. He smirks at you. “What? You're not gonna give me a chance to do the same to you?”
“Oh now you want to get into the spirit of it?”
He shrugs and takes the container from your hand. “No, I just want a chance to make you grinch too. Now sit still.”
You grin and sit up straighter on his lap. “Aww, we will be happy grinches together.”
He shakes his head fondly, as he scoops some of it like you were doing earlier and gently starts applying it on your face, starting from your cheeks. You close your eyes when you feel the cool material brace your skin.
He was so gentle with you, doing a domestic thing that he rarely got to do. He was grateful, to you, to this moment. His two fingers gently dab it on your face and spreads it evenly. His heart beats faster when he sees your closed eyes, he could feel the trust you had in him, he leans in to plant a soft kiss on your forehead before he covers that area with the face mask too.
Both of you turn to look at yourselves in the mirror and Leon can't help but grin widely at the sight he sees in the mirror. Reflection of two people with green face masks plastered over their faces & wearing matching cute kitty headbands.
You playfully nudge him and tease. “Look at us, a grinch couple.” you feel his chest vibrate with laughter as his hands tighten around your waist. “Mm.. I guess it does feel nice.”
“See? I told you it'd be worth it.” you said while looking at yourself in the mirror.
You look down to see him already staring at you amusement in his eyes, his fingers gently caressing your thighs as you continue to use his lap like a comfy chair. “So what's next?”
You shrug. “I mean we have to wait till before we take it off but maybe we could get something to eat while we wait?”
You pout at him. “…preferably some takeout, you know my favorite order.”
Leon shakes his head fondly at your words, feigning exasperation. “So dramatic.” And gently presses his lips against your pouty lips, stealing a quick kiss. “I had already ordered the moment we got here. It should be right about…” He pretends to be thoughtful as he snaps his fingers. “Now…”
And as if on cue, the door bell rings.
Your eyes widen and you give him a puzzled look. “How could you have possibly timed this out…”
He laughs wholeheartedly seeing your incredulous expression, his crow feet eyes get more pronounced as he laughed.
He drops another kiss on your lips and grins. “Now, now, I can't reveal all of my tricks, baby. Got to keep a firecracker like you on your toes.” His hands gently pat your ass, silently asking you to get up so he can get the food.
When you do, he stands back up, stretching his arms and groaning lightly. He leans down and kisses your head. “I'll be right back.”
Soon both of you were settled on the couch, your legs resting in his lap & eating take out food together, with face masks on.
Leon quietly ate his food while you vented about your college being an absolute shitty place with shitty people. He didn't interrupt, didn't try to give you logic while you told your problems, he was simply by your side.
But when you noticed, him quietly eating his food looking unbothered.
A quiet insecurity creeped up in your mind, what if he was simply trying to enjoy his food and hated your constant complaints but was nice enough not to say anything? After all, he rarely got his peace and quiet.
You clear your throat and end your venting by saying. “So…yeah that was all.”
Leon paused mid bite of his pizza slice and turned to you. “What was that?” He asked.
You shrug, poking at your food, not meeting his eyes. “What was what?”
Leon frowns and says. “That shift…I'm not old enough for you to make a fool of, doll. ” He puts his pizza back down and wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you in his lap. “What happened?” His calloused fingers gently grip your chin and tilt it so he could see your face.
You avoid his gaze and shake your head. “It's nothing. There was nothing more to say.”
Leon notices your avoidance and says. “I can tell doll, you're not fooling me anytime soon. Come on, tell me, was it me? Did I do something?”
You shake your head. “No…you were good.”
His other hand gently rubs your back and says. “Then? What is it?”
A low sigh leaves your lips as your eyes finally meet his. His warm ocean eyes showed sincerity and affection. You shrug. “I don't know… you just looked so calm & peaceful? I thought I was disturbing that by my useless yapping.”
Leon hesitates and then asks. “What does yapping mean?”
That gets a small laugh out of you, it was adorable that he didn't keep up with day to day slang and simply asked you what it meant. It was in moments like these you remembered the age difference between you two.
You look back at his face and smile. “It just means a person constantly talking and just yap yap yap.”
Leon nods and says. “Ohh… okay.” He hums as he thinks and says. “And you thought by ‘yapping’ you were disturbing me?”
He saw you nod in reply and sigh. “Well, that's silly.” He chuckles and gently taps the tip of your nose. He kisses your temple and smiles. “I looked ‘calm & peaceful’ because I was listening to you talk.”
His other hand continues to gently rub your back in a smoothing motion and softly adds. “I love listening to every other story you have. Trust me, If I wasn't feeling like it, I'd have told you. Plus, I came here to spend time with you. So, that includes listening to you talk, holding you like this, eating together & letting you use me as an experiment mouse.”
You laugh and feel your chest warm back up at his reassurance, maybe it was a bit silly to think he'd be disturbed when he came especially to meet you.
His own smile gets wider when he sees you laughing. He would never want you to think you were an inconvenience at any point. He had too many ‘quiet’ moments in his life where he spent it alone & he'd rather fill that silent void of his life by your words.
He waves at his face, pointing at his face mask, which was nearly dry by now. “You think, I'd let just anyone apply this shit to my face?”
“Okay, that's called skincare, sir. It wouldn't kill you to use it here and then.”
He scoffs. “Okay, so now you're calling me ugly?”
You groan & roll your eyes. “I didn't say that.”
“That's what I heard.”
An exasperated laugh leaves your lips. “Ughh.. I just said that you should take care of your skin!”
“Too late, I'm now offended and hurt that you called me ugly.”
“God, you make me crazy.”
Leon grins and says. “Good. Cause you drive me crazy too.” and winks at you.
You stare at him, exasperated by his antics. “Was this your way of flirting?”
“Yes. And distracting your pretty mind” And gently taps the side of your head. “You'll never be an inconvenience, sweetheart. Not when I'm with you.” And leans in to kiss you sweetly.
You kiss him back, wrapping your arms around his neck as your heart beats faster in your chest, feeling much lighter now that you talked about it.
When you both part from the kisses, he taps your nose once more and says. “Guess the mask has done it's job, ready to wash it up?”
You nod & tease him. “Yup. And I bet your skin will glow when you remove it.”
He rolls his eyes and says. “It better. Or I'm never letting you apply this to my handsome face ever again.” He doesn't let you get off from his lap and instead carries you to the bathroom with him.
Having a nice warm indoor date was just what you two needed.
Hope you enjoyed reading the fic! Reblogs, comments and likes are appreciated as always 🫰. Hopefully I didn't made this fic too corny because I felt I could do the ending better but that's just my insecurity speaking.
