Summary: After years of having to control every move, every emotion, every danger, Leon needs to let himself go completely—and you want that too, more than anything else. You ask him to take you however he wants, to hold nothing back, to use you as nothing more than a tool for his pleasure, knowing that the further he pushes you past your limits, the more you both lose your minds. It’s a game of extreme trust, where he’s in complete control, and your only rule is to give him everything he desires.
Content warning: intense oral sex, power dynamics and consensual submission, explicit and strong language, themes of erotic degradation, intense stimulation, difficulty breathing and retching described in a consensual context, natural lubrication, full understanding between partners.
Leon looks down at you, his arms outstretched on either side of your head, his wrists still burning slightly from being held firmly against the pillow. He’s breathing heavily, his cheeks flushed, his blond hair tousled, and his dark eyes gleaming with a wild desire—the kind he only lets you see when he’s with you.
You knelt down in front of him, your hands resting on his muscular thighs, and told him exactly what you want: no breaks, no excessive care, just his pleasure.
“Don’t stop, Leon,” you whispered, your lips already close to his skin. “I want you to use my mouth however you like. It doesn’t matter if it hurts, if I have to catch my breath… your pleasure is the only thing that matters.”
For a moment, he clenches his jaw, his fingers sliding through your hair, gripping it at the roots with a firm but not painful grip.
“Are you sure about that, baby?” he asks, his voice hoarse and low. “Because if I start, I won’t go easy on you. And once I push you all the way down, I won’t stop until I’ve had everything I want.”
You look up at him, your eyes glistening with desire, and smile at him.
“That’s exactly what I want. Take me like a whore, Leon. Make me your toy.”
Those words are all he needs.
Without further hesitation, he pushes your head down, guiding you onto him with a firm hand in your hair. The tip slides between your lips immediately, hot and hard, and before you can get used to the sensation, he pushes again, sinking deeper.
“Like that,” he murmurs, his voice trembling slightly. “Open your mouth wide and take it all. I want to see how much you can handle.”
He keeps thrusting, pulling back only for a moment before thrusting back in harder, making you feel every centimeter filling your throat. The first few thrusts make you gag, your breath catching for a second, your eyes filling with tears, but Leon doesn’t slow down—in fact, he tightens his grip on your hair and picks up the pace.
— Yes… exactly like that — he gasps, watching your face flush, the liquid beginning to drip from the corners of your mouth, running down your chin and neck. — Look at you… all flushed, gurgling and drooling for me. You look just like the whore you want to be.
Your hands grip his legs tightly, your fingernails digging slightly into the fabric of his pants, but you don’t try to pull away. On the contrary, you lean in closer to him, letting him push you even deeper, even though your throat is burning and your need to breathe is becoming urgent.
“See?” Leon continues, thrusting his hips forcefully, each thrust hitting you right in the throat. “The more I take you, the more you turn me on. I love seeing you reduced to this state: eyes full of tears, your face smudged, unable to even speak. That’s what you want, isn’t it? To be used until you can’t think straight anymore?”
You let out a muffled sound, a moan that vibrates around him, and Leon laughs softly, a sound full of pleasure, before pulling his head back for a moment—just to let you catch your breath for two seconds—before pushing you down again, harder than before.
“Don’t think it’s over,” he says, as he starts moving again, faster and more forcefully. “You told me to take as much as I want, and that’s what I’m doing. Your mouth is made for this—to make me feel good, to take me all the way in. You don’t care about anything else, do you? Just how much I’m using you.”
The fluid keeps flowing, dripping onto your chest, and Leon watches every detail with a ravenous gaze, as if it were the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen.
— Look at this beauty — he murmurs, dragging your head up and down his cock, not caring how fast or hard he’s going. — You look so dirty, so lost… and it drives me crazy. The more I hurt you, the more I fill you up, the more turned on I get. That’s exactly what you want, isn’t it? To be my little slut to use whenever I feel like it.
When you feel him about to come, he speeds up even more, holding your head steady at the deepest point, thrusting with repeated force, until he moans your name loudly, his fingers gripping your hair so tight it almost hurts.
“Yes… that’s it… take it all… swallow it all…” he shouts, as he releases himself inside you, filling your throat with hot, thick waves.
He stays still for a few seconds, inside you, while you catch your breath, tears streaming down your cheeks, your face completely wet and messy. Then he pulls out slowly, letting the rest slide out of your lips, and looks down at you with an expression of total satisfaction.
He leans down, wipes your face with the back of his hand, and lifts you up to kiss you, savoring the taste of the two of you mixed together.
“Good girl,” he whispers against your lips, his voice still hoarse. “Just as I asked. And now that you’ve seen how hard I can be… do you want me to continue with the rest of your body?”
You nod, your eyes still misty, and Leon smiles—a mischievous, hungry smile—knowing that you’ve just opened the door to everything you could have ever wanted—and even more.
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