Wizard Jedi

how’d you get here again? no fucking clue.

surely leon needs some air by now, right? your thighs are practically crushing him, squeezing and locking up around him when he hits a certain spot. his chin is fucking soaked, his fingers are worse, and he doesn’t seem like he’s stopping anytime soon. you can’t count how many times he’s made you cum- two? three? all you know is you’re terribly sensitive and overstimulated. you missed the way his hips rolled against the bed.

the way he licks long stripes up your folds, spreads them out with his thumbs to go deeper, sucks on your clit, it’s almost too much. too good. his nose bumps against your clit repeatedly when he isn’t sucking on it like a man starved, tongue dipping lower to taste more of you. it has you writhing, thighs trembling every time he bring you to the peak, refusing to stop.

leon finally decides to give you a break after you cum again, though it doesn’t last long. he’s pushing your thighs up to your chest, knees squishing against your tits, while he fumbles with his belt and jeans. you don’t really have much time to process him stuffing you full, but when you do, all you can do is cry out and babble some nonsense, which has him cooing at you.

“oh, i know, baby, feels too good, huh?” all he gets in return is a dumb nod and a “uh huh- hngg-“ he’s got that stupidly pretty smile on his face, rocking his hips and holding your thighs with his big hands. his pace gets faster, rougher, until you can’t utter out a single thing. the way you couldn’t form any words was doing something to him. something inside leon snapped when you clenched around him and clawed at his biceps, whining instead of those groans you’re so used to. he leans forward, somehow going faster.

you can’t think, can’t speak, just take, take, take. take it.

“ya- god- ya feel me, sweet girl? feel how deep i am?” he whines again, one of his hands wedging itself between your thighs to rub at your clit. your squeals and cries echo in the room, trying to writhe away, but leon keeps you in place. all you can do it lay there and take the rough thrusts, the bubbling in your stomach increasing until it snaps- white, hot pleasure washing over you and making you clamp up around him, jaw dropping. you can’t hear anything for a moment, but leon can. babbles of his name and your whines, the squelching of your cunt- god, he can’t get enough of it. can’t get enough of how you sound. how you taste.

even after your orgasm subsides, he keeps going, keeps rocking into you. you try to squirm away, try to pry his hands off you- but he keeps you snug against him, leaning forward to bury his face against your neck. his hand comes to intertwine with yours, fingers lacing together, sucking and biting on your neck.

“fuck- sorry- i can’t stop-“ “leon-!”

his hips snap against yours continuously, until he’s filling you up, whining and twitching- he vaguely heard you gasp, eyes rolling as the warm liquid pumped into you. leon slumped on top of you, panting heavily, still stuffed inside of you. your mixed substances slowly gushed out when he pulled away, making you whine and squeeze your thighs together.

but he wasn’t done yet.

he pried them open, and buried his face in your cunt once again, arms locking around your thighs to keep you in place. whines and whimpers filled the room all over again, leon’s muffled slurping and groaning, lifting your hips higher so he could go deeper. he needed more of you.

“taste so fucking sweet- fuck- all f’me, right? c’mon. say it, baby.”

the audacity of him- you can’t even begin to form any thoughts. you tried, you really did, but he had fucked you dumb. completely stupefied. he grinned against your cunt when all you could get out was a “y- mmph!” your fingers threaded through his soft hair and tugged, thighs tensing and shaking when another orgasm washed over you. he licked and lapped at everything you gave him, until he finally decided to stop.

well, for now.