"fuck, that’s it, sweetheart," leon says, his hands exploring your body as you struggle against the cuffs that prevented you from running away from his touches. leon had your legs spread wide, his large hands splaying across the inside of your shaky thighs to keep you from closing them. he had a small, buzzing vibrator kissed to your clit for about an hour now, pulling away right when he saw your poor cunt clench and your breathing start to quicken, leaving you whining and without release.
it was torture, to say the least. endless streams of tears were flowing down your hot cheeks, your eyebrows were pulled together in sheer frustration, and your lips were more than a little swollen from how badly you wanted to finish. but, for some reason, leon wouldn't let you. part of you wanted to beg and plead for him to just let you cum, and the other half of you just wanted to curse him out for making you suffer like this.
"god, you’re so fuckin’ wet, bet i could slide right in, huh?" leon comments, pressing the vibrator into your clit harder. his eyes flick up to your glossy ones when you let out a strangled moan, head falling back against the headboard where your hands are cuffed. his head dips down to pepper little kisses on your inner thigh, hand moving the vibrator in circles on your puffy clit which practically had its own heartbeat now.
"ohhh— fuck, leon— please i can’t, wanna cum so bad…" you plead, head tilting back down to meet his gaze. you’re so frustrated, so sensitive, and so on edge from the multiple ruined orgasms he’d made you endure, and you’d do just about anything to cum right now. leon’s hands still for a moment, the vibrator buzzing away in the quiet, intimate setting of your shared bedroom as he takes a moment to scan your figure.
he almost feels bad for you. almost. you'd been moaning helplessly, letting out such pretty noises that never failed to make his chest swell with pride. you were fucking drenched, proof of your arousal staining the sheets below you where leon had brought you up to your peak only to pull away at the last second, leaving you whining and clenching at the loss of stimulation. to say you were a little bit frustrated would be an understatement.
leon hums, gazing down once more at your sloppy cunt before prodding a finger at your hole experimentally. "yeah? you wanna cum, baby?" he questions mockingly, running his finger up and down your wet slit while staring at you expectantly. your cunt clenches obscenely, a poor attempt to pull his thick finger inside you. you were starting to get fed up with his teasing, and since you were restrained, there was quite literally nothing you could do about it.
you groan, disgruntled, a little louder than you liked as your patience began wearing thin from his endless teasing. you huff out a breath in frustration, rolling your eyes exasperatedly as you bite back, "can you fucking do anything?," you snap, pulling against the cuffs in a futile attempt to break free. you grumble, eyes flitting down to his to narrow them at him, annoyed. suddenly, the buzzing from the vibrator stops, and you immediately let out a pained whine at the absence in stimulation.
leon’s expression shifts instantly, eyes piercing and jaw tight as he narrows his eyes at you meticulously. his intense eyes are practically screaming, "you’ve lost your goddamn mind," and maybe you have, considering how long he’s had you like this.
"can i fucking do anything?" he repeats slowly, voice serious and low as his fingernails dig into the soft plush of your thigh. you wince slightly, hands instinctively pulling at the restraints at the painful feeling. he lets out a low chuckle, eyes never leaving yours as he shifts further up the bed, slowly inching closer to you.
"you better watch your fuckin’ mouth," he threatens, hand coming down to slap at your thigh harshly, pulling a sharp gasp from you. the skin where he slapped you stings deliciously, warming your entire body as your cunt clenches desperately around nothing. he's now leaned over you, hands fisted near your thighs as he invades your personal space, lips practically brushing against yours.
something in you burns like a wildfire with the way he's talking to you, and you're almost ashamed at how much you like it. you can't stop the words from leaving your lips as you stare into his eyes menacingly, "then you better fucking make me, leon," you challenge, gaze never faltering as you stare at him like you've got all the power in the world at your fingertips.
leon's brows raise amusedly, letting out a scoff in disbelief at your bold choice of words. he hums, hand moving up your form, fingertips ghosting over your thighs, hips, and finally resting at your waist before asking, "make you?" he repeats, hand reaching further upwards to curl his thick fingers around your throat slowly. your pulse hammers underneath his hand, gulping slightly as you watch how his demeanor shifts. "you’ve got a fucking death wish, don’t you?" he spits, squeezing his hand tighter around the circumference of your neck. you gasp slightly, the pressure of his fingers almost enough to have you a little hazy from the lack of air in your lungs.
"like you can handle what i’ll do to you," he starts, scoffing when he sees you gasping for air from his tight grip. he releases his hand slowly, and instead settles to grip your jaw with equal strength, forcing you to look into his dangerously dark eyes. "like you can take every inch without fucking crying," he mocks, tone clipped and sharp as he leans in impossibly closer, lips brushing against your own. his breath fans against your lips, the closeness making you shiver slightly from how intense the air feels. his gaze drops down to your lips, thumb brushing over it for a brief moment, almost gentle, before his hand leaves your jaw.
he gives your cheek a small, sharp smack, just enough to sting and make your skin blossom with warmth. you don't even register it at first, the action so unexpected that it takes a moment for you to even realize it happened. your eyes widen a little bit, mouth slightly ajar as you stare at him, shocked. his grip on your jaw forces you to look at him, and you don't dare to look away now. you almost feel ashamed at the way your needy cunt clenches at him slapping you, the action rooted in lust and dominance as your skin tingles from where he'd struck you.
"you're gonna take what i fuckin’ give you," and with that, he released your jaw only to slide his hand back down the length of your body, leaning back to get a better view of your trembling body that was like putty underneath his touch. his fingertips ghost over your chest for a brief moment, pausing to capture one hardened nipple between his thumb and forefinger. he pinched it firmly, rolling the sensitive nub until a sharp whimper escaped your swollen lips. he hums in satisfaction, continuing his descent. he glides his fingers across your abdomen teasingly, finally stopping at the apex of your spread thighs.
his palm cupped your soaked, puffy cunt completely, letting the scorching heat of your arousal envelop his skin. the heel of his palm presses firmly against your swollen clit, while two thick fingers tease along your dripping slit, spreading your slick obscenely. you whine pathetically, hips bucking upward in a desperate attempt to gain more friction. leon's other hand instantly moves to your lower abdomen, holding you in place to stop you from chasing any form of pleasure without his guidance.
"don't," he warned, voice dark and commanding. "move one more fuckin' time and i promise you won't cum tonight. not once. got it?" he threatens, eyes serious and warning as they pierce into your glossy ones, voiced laced with authority that sent sparks of arousal straight to your tummy. leon waits expectantly for you to acknowledge him, and you offer him a weak nod. his hand smacks your cunt quickly, forcing a choked moan from you as you pull at the cuffs. "use your words," he clarifies, fingers rubbing against your folds as a sort of quiet consolation.
"yes— yes, i got it, 'm sorry— please," you whine, eyes teary as you stare into his serious ones, biting down on your lower lip to quiet yourself. he nods, humming in approval when you finally use your words, but it’s a low, almost mocking sound. his palm digs into your clit as he continues to palm your leaking cunt, the rough pads of his fingertips dragging up and down your fluttering hole teasingly.
"'m sorry," he mocks, tone condescending and voiced pitched up a few registers as he tilts his head, studying you. "now you're sorry? after acting like a fucking ungrateful brat?" his middle and ring fingers continue to tease your sopping hole, quite literally grazing the surface, never giving you the satisfaction of dipping fully inside.
no matter how furious you were with him for tormenting you for so long, you couldn't deny the way your insides twisted at the way he spoke to you. it was like you'd unlocked a new side of him, a stark contrast to his usually soft, yet guiding demeanor that never failed to make you fall apart. this leon was different. he was colder, meaner, a lot less tolerant. he stared down at you like you were something he owned and was growing increasingly impatient with. the usual softness in his eyes he got when he was guiding you through pleasure was completely gone. the thought thrilled and alarmed you.
"apologize," he starts, dipping his middle finger past your slit and sliding effortlessly into your soaked cunt. he doesn't move them yet, only lets you feel the thickness of the digit inside you. "tell me you're sorry for running that pretty little mouth, baby," he commands, and you whine when his finger curls inside you, clenching desperately around the singular digit.
"god, leon, 'm sorry, so fuckin' sorry, i'll take it, do whatever you want, just... please," you beg, tears threatening to spill from your eyes, voice cracking at the end of your slew of pleas.
leon’s eyes darken with satisfaction as he finally hears those desperate words spill from your lips. his finger curls slowly inside you again, pressing firmly against that sweet spot, rewarding your apology with just a taste of pleasure. "is that right?" he questions, voice low and rough with approval. "you really sorry? huh? gonna be my good girl and take what i give you?" he asks, pressing a second finger to your clenching hole while gazing up at you intently, monitoring your every response.
"yes, 'm ready, ready to be your good girl, please, leon, 'm so sorry-" you plead, almost embarrassingly, cunt fluttering around his finger that was pressed inside you.
leon’s eyes flash with dark satisfaction at your broken pleas, the way your voice cracks so prettily for him. he pushes the second finger in deep alongside the first, stretching your soaked cunt open as he curls both of them firmly against your g-spot.
"there she is," he praises, setting a steady pace with his fingers while curling the digits up with every push inside your wet cunt. "my fuckin' girl. no more of that attitude." he keeps fucking you with his fingers for a few more moments, enjoying the way your walls flutter and squeeze around him, your slick dripping down his hand. then his gaze shifts, a wicked smirk tugging at his lips.
"since you want to cum so badly..." he starts, reaching out next to your form to retrieve the bullet vibrator that had previously been abandoned. he clicks it on to the highest setting without hesitation, the loud buzzing filling the room instantly. your eyes widen and your breath catches as he brings the toy down between your spread thighs. "then you're gonna cum as many times as i fuckin’ want." he finishes, voice low and dangerous.
without another word, he presses the violently buzzing vibrator hard against your swollen clit. his fingers begin thrusting faster, curling brutally against your g-spot with every stroke. the sudden overwhelming assault rips a loud, broken moan from your throat as your entire body jerks violently against the cuffs. you were more sensitive than ever from the constant edging, and it's almost too much feeling his fingers pumping inside you alongside the vibrator pressed harshly against your throbbing clit.
"leon, oh, fuck— leon—!” you sob, thighs trembling uncontrollably. you could feel that familiar ball of heat curling in your tummy, signaling your orgasm which was rapidly approaching. you almost couldn't believe how close you were already.
"that's right," he grunts, grinding the toy in tight, merciless circles while his thick fingers pump relentlessly into your dripping cunt. "let it all out. c'mon, sweetheart. cum for me," he coerces, circling the vibrator on your wet clit while fucking his fingers inside you faster. at this rate, your thighs are shaking, wrists aching from pulling on the cuffs that bind you, and your throat was beginning to get sore from the loud cries you'd been letting out.
a broken, sobbing cry rips from your throat as your orgasm crashes over you. your walls clamp down hard around his thrusting fingers, pulsing and fluttering as you cum with shocking intensity. slick gushes out around his hand, soaking his wrist and the sheets beneath you while your entire body jerks and thrashes against the cuffs. leon watches every second of it with dark, hungry eyes. your cunt spasms hard around his thrusting fingers, gushing slick all over his hand and wrist as you cum harder than you have in a long time.
"fuck... there it is," he growls, voice low and satisfied. he monitors your expression intently— your eyes were shut tight, eyebrows deeply knitted together, and your lips were parted slightly as the prettiest of moans leave your mouth. he doesn’t give you any mercy. his fingers keep thrusting through your orgasm, dragging out every pulse and flutter of your cunt while the vibrator stays pressed hard against your clit, buzzing violently. he grinds it in tight, calculated circles, forcing the pleasure higher even as your body thrashes.
you whine loudly, attempting to pull your hips back from the overwhelming stimulation, but leon only yanks you back towards him. hot tears are streaming down your face, your heart beating fast in your chest as you drop your head in defeat, sobbing from the immense pleasure that was quickly turning into pain.
"oh no, baby. this is what you wanted," leon growls, yanking your hips back down onto his fingers with a firm, bruising grip. his voice is low, dark, and dripping with mockery. "you begged me to make you cum. now you’re gonna fuckin’ take it," he leans over you, fingers leaving your cunt while keeping the vibrator pressed to your sensitive bud. his hand grabs your jaw and forces your head up so you have to look at him through your blurry, tear-filled eyes.
"head up," he snaps. "you don’t get to hide that pretty face while i ruin you," leon finishes, his grip on your jaw tight enough to bruise as he forces you to keep looking at him. his blue eyes are dark, intense, and completely unforgiving as he stares down at your tear-streaked, broken face. the vibrator continues its violent buzzing against your swollen clit, and leon can't help but lean in to kiss you.
he captures your lips slowly, almost tenderly, though his grip on your jaw stays firm and possessive. his mouth moves against yours with surprising gentleness, like he’s savoring the broken little sounds you make. his thumb gently strokes your cheek even as tears continue to slip down your skin. you kiss him back desperately, hands pulling uselessly at the cuffs, the metal biting into your wrists as your body trembles beneath him.
leon hums softly into the kiss, the sound low and warm against your lips. he grinds the toy harder against your clit in slow, punishing circles, refusing to give you even a second of relief. your body jerks and thrashes, but he keeps you pinned in place with his weight and his bruising hold on your jaw. he pulls back from the kiss to look at you, and his eyes soften slightly when he takes in your broken expression, eyelids fluttering and lips bitten as you close your eyes to ground yourself.
"look at me," leon says firmly, though his voice carries unexpected gentleness. his thumb strokes your cheek again, almost lovingly. "eyes on me, sweetheart. don't close them," he squeezes your jaw a little tighter, tilting your face up until your teary eyes meet his once more. the vibrator never stops its brutal, buzzing assault on your swollen clit, and you choke out a whine that signals how close you are.
leon leans in and presses a surprisingly soft kiss to the corner of your mouth, then to your tear-stained cheek, his breath warm against your skin. "i know, baby," he whispers tenderly, almost soothing. "i know it's too much. but you're gonna take it anyway," the vibrator grinds hard against your swollen clit in slow, devastating circles that have you reeling, breath hitching and legs shaking under his control.
"keep those pretty eyes on me," leon murmurs, his voice low and intimate against your lips. his thumb continues its gentle, soothing strokes across your cheek even as he forces the vibrator harder against your throbbing clit. you’re shaking uncontrollably now, legs trembling violently, breath coming out in short, desperate hiccups. the overstimulation has turned everything into a dizzying mix of pleasure and pain, but leon refuses to let you escape even an ounce of it.
"c'mon, sweetheart. be my good girl," he coos, the tenderness in his voice and touch only making the overwhelming pleasure sharper. your body tenses hard, thighs shaking violently as the orgasm builds to an almost unbearable peak.
"ohh, fuck, leon— 'm cumming, please—" your thighs shake violently as the orgasm crests, slamming into you with overwhelming force. a broken, high-pitched cry tears from your throat as you cum hard again. your walls flutter violently, spasming while the vibrator grinds mercilessly into your throbbing clit. your entire body seizes up, back arching sharply off the bed as fresh tears spill down your cheeks.
"that’s it… fuck, look at you," he whispers tenderly, circling the vibrator against your clit to drag out your orgasm for as long as possible. you sob and shake beneath him, completely lost in the overwhelming pleasure as your cunt pulses and gushes under his relentless control. leon’s eyes never leave your face, drinking in every twitch, every tear, every broken expression with satisfaction. his thumb keeps stroking your cheek with gently while his other hand keeps the vibrator pressed firmly against your throbbing, oversensitive clit.
"such a good fucking girl," he praises softly, voice low and warm against your ear. "cumming so hard for me… that’s my fuckin' girl." he whispers, pressing soft kisses down your neck as you ride out the intense orgasm he'd given you.
when the peak finally begins to fade and your sobs turn into shaky, exhausted whimpers, leon eases the pressure of the vibrator, slowly pulling it away from your swollen clit. switching the buzzing device off, he sets it aside while kissing the tears from your cheeks, then your trembling lips once more. the silence in the room is almost startling, save for your shaky, exhausted whimpers.
"shh, baby," he murmurs lovingly against your mouth, voice soft as he stares into your glossy eyes. you're wrecked, practically limp against the bed. his hands reach up to undo the cuffs, setting the grating metal aside and bringing your wrists to his lips to kiss them tenderly. "did so good for me," leon whispers, pressing another soft kiss to the inside of each wrist. "took everything so fuckin' well." he wraps his arms around you, pulling your limp body against his chest and cradling you close.
but even as your body trembles with exhaustion, heat is already pooling low in your stomach again. the tenderness in his voice, the way he’s holding you so carefully only makes you want him more. you shift weakly in his arms, mustering up all your strength to straddle his hips on the bed.
"gonna take what i want, now," you whisper lowly, eyes locked on to his as you feel on his biceps. the feeling of his thick muscles under your hands is liberating, finally getting to touch him after so long. leon’s eyebrows raise slightly at your bold words, a slow, dangerous smirk spreading across his face as his hands move down to grip your hips possessively.
"oh?" he murmurs, voice low and rough with amusement. his blue eyes stay locked on yours, half-lidded and dark with lust. "go on then, sweetheart," he challenges, voice dropping into a low growl. "take what you want." he coerces, and your breath hitches at his agreeable tone. you bite your lip excitedly, cunt pressing into his clothed cock as you feel how hard he his. he grunts lowly, fingernails digging into your hips harder to ground himself.
he shifts up, lips hovering near your ear as he whispers, "just remember," he starts, pressing a short kiss to your temple, "just ‘cause you're on top doesn't mean you're in control, sweetheart," he says, and any exhaustion that took over your body had immediately dissipated, now replaced with insatiable adrenaline that made you shake ever so slightly. he pulls back, eyes staring at you expectantly as he leans back against the headboard. you shudder, eyes blown out with lust as you hover over him, heart hammering wildly in your chest.
"well?" he asks, tilting his head in amusement as he eyes your form above him. "better get to it before i change my mind, sweetheart."
nier’s note 🗒️: hello hello everyone i'm back with a longer drabble/fic!! I LOVE MEAN LEON OMG it's just so fucking scrumptious. but he def has a soft spot so i wanted to make it kinda more soft dom leon at the end, LOL this took me wayyy too fucking long to write now that summer has started ive been so offline hello??? but im gonna make an effort to be more active! love u all x mwa
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