BOOT RIDING WITH LEON…it’s sick, twisted even, how quickly you give into his request. a simple nod of his head and there you are, on your knees, parting your thighs and whimpering when he presses his boot upwards into the flimsy—already wet—material of your lil panties. and the painful pleasure? oh, it’s immediate .ᐟ
he holds your jaw, forcing you to look up at him while you give a slow, experimental roll of your hips. his laces catch your clit with every grind, shooting searing hot pleasure straight up your back and to your head. tears cling to your lower lashes, threatening to spill down your cheeks at a moments notice. leon smirks whilst he watches, groping and palming over the tent in his pants over the display you’re putting on for him. a drawling, pretty lil angel, keep going f’me, that elicits the prettiest of whimpers from your lips. he tilts his boot up more, really forcing you to feel every tiny thing he’s giving you and the stream of thank you!’s that fill the room, in your own voice, without you realising it, is so dizzying .ᐟ
it’s when you need to come that the magic really happens. there isn’t a hint of resistance from leon, he wants to see it, to see you unravel on his boot. his thigh bounces, giving you a solid rhythm to bounce to, tipping you over the edge far too fast. and then, as he slides his boot out, you see the mess, shiny leather, wet laces. leon sees it too, sighs a, clean it up, with your tongue and then, maybe, i’ll fuck you, while he’s pulling his cock out of his pants .ᐟ
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