Leo Thomas

Harley laughed almost too hard. “Oh yeah, so wet! Practically dripping wet!” She laughed again, before flicking him in the face with water from the stream. “You and your puns, I swear.” Then she moved out of his grasp, casually going to pick up the shampoo bottle. “I meant it when I said I wanted to get  clean, you know,” she said when she was met with a look. After lathering up her hair, she did the same to his, making fluffy white clouds atop his hair. Then some on his face too, a beard. “There, now you’re really a Leo. You could growl, even,” she chuckled.

She keeled over with giggles, unable to stop herself. Harley never took sex in her personal life seriously, the more fun and giggles, the better. Humming appreciatively as he slid the remaining piece of cloth off, she closed the space between them once more, like she was drawn to a magnet in him. “Playful is good,” she said with a smirk, “playful is fun.” She didn’t expect to be picked up of floor of the shower, swept away with a surprise “Oh!” stolen from her lips. There was another giggle, a ticklish one as he kissed her stomach, and her arms were wrapped around his neck. “Me, apparently,” she answered with a smile, pulling him into a deep kiss.

Leo trailed kisses up her body as he picked his head up, lowering Harley slightly at the same time, just before she answered, then pulled his lips to hers. By the time he finally pulled away, he’d set her back down, one hand on her hip and another on her ribs. Smiling back, he said, “Well, that too,” jokingly. Pulling her tightly against him, he lifted her again so that they were at the same height and pressed their lips back together. When he lifted her up though, he’d pulled the both of them directly under the water for a moment, chuckling a bit. “Am I making you wet?”

“Babe, I think you know the answer to that,” Harley giggled as she pulled him closer. Her hands ran over the dips in his hips as she appreciatively eyed up his figure, no stranger to it having done scenes together before. “How about you take these off for a start,” she said, running a finger along the band of his boxers, before innocently cupping a hand to his bulge. “Unleash the dragon,” she said, giggling like an idiot. “Sorry I’m in a silly mood.” 

“That does sound like a good start...” Of course, there was nothing like the first time he’d seen her nude. It was in the middle of their first scene together and he nearly messed the whole thing up, not having expected to just be floored by a woman’s body that way, considering his profession was to have sex with attractive women. It somehow got better every time. Feeling her hand against his bulge immediately brought his eyes up to hers, though, anticipation building rapidly. His hand moved to cover hers, moving it around to rub him through the cotton that was starting to get soaked from the shower. He chuckled at ‘unleash the dragon’, though. “Finally, someone let me out of my cage,” he sang quietly, lowering his boxers all the way down with his hands so that he was close to the shower floor, tossing them over the glass and toward the bathroom door. Still crouched down low, he looked up at her, smiling. “That’s alright, I’m feeling sorta playful too,” he said casually, teasing his next actions. Wrapping one arm behind Harley’s knees and the other behind her thighs, Leo stood, picking her up off her feet. Pressing a kiss to her stomach, he looked up at her. “So, what’s up?”

It wasn’t until he mentioned it that she’d remembered the night he walked in on her bath. Of course, she wasn’t really doing much but sitting around the last time he did and he’d seen everything so she was far from embarrassed. She could tell he was growing nervous and wanted to laugh a bit because it was kind of adorable. Then again, she wasn’t seeing things from his point of view– not everyone was like her. Mila watched as he moved around the car and into the passenger seat. As he got in and eyed her she smirked, her hand playing with the the hemline of her short skirt. “I don’t think that’s possible. I feel like this might become the new norm.”

Under different circumstances, Leo would have felt much better about this whole situation, seeing as he’d probably enjoy being caught in that type of position. What changed his feelings about it, was that this was the second time he’d walked in on her doing something private, and most people didn’t appreciate that sort of thing. Then again, maybe she did -- if the way she toyed with her skirt was anything to go by. “Well, hopefully the next time it’s the other way around. I mean you already have to catch me twice for us to get even.”

Harley walked up the stairs with him in tow, shooting a smirk back before beginning to discard clothes as she went up the stairs, leaving a trail. Peeling off her shorts, she pulled her shirt over her head, tossing it aside without once looking back, confident he was taking this all in. She unhooked her bra, and finally once they were in the bathroom, slipped out of her panties. Still acting like he wasn’t there, she stepped into the spacious shower space, leaving the glass door open. She turned the water on and began lathering herself up, taking her time to run hands over her soapy breasts. Finally, at last she deigned a glance over at him, a huge twinkle in her eye as she stuck her head out the shower. “So, you wanna help me, or what?”

Leo didn’t take his eyes off of the woman while he followed behind her, desire growing with each step. He undressed along with her, tossing his own shorts next to hers, then doing the same with their shirts. Of course, he was already bare chested, so he took the opportunity to admire her form when she removed her bra. Leaned against the door frame while she got out of her panties, his grin grew wider at the sight of Harley’s body fully exposed. She was so fucking sexy, he couldn’t help but massage himself through his boxers while she showered, a rock hard representation of his arousal very evident beneath the thin material. “Sure, I’d love to give you a hand. Among other things,” he responded, dropping his last item of clothing to the floor and joining her in the shower. He took one last look at her body before his eyes met hers, a dry hand reaching out to rest on the slippery skin of her waist. “How can I help?”

She pulled her hands away before gently turning him around so he was facing her. Leo could probably tell what it was she wanted to do from the glint in her eye, but she felt like being a little cryptic, so maybe she’d make him guess. “Oh, I don’t know. Something not boring. Actually I felt a little sticky and hot earlier so maybe I’ll go for a shower first.” And that was what she did, turning around and going up the steps to the upper floor of the cabin, but slowly enough that she’d wait for him to follow.

Leo searched her eyes for some sign that he didn’t have the wrong idea, and while he didn’t find that exactly, he didn’t find any signs that he was. Then she mentioned her shower, but she must have known what type of image the words she used would pain in his mind; she knew as well as anyone that he had a dirty mind. He waited until she was at the steps until he spoke, wanting her to just barely hear what he had to say. “I don’t think this shower’s gonna help with either of those things.” That said, Leo followed her lead.

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Leo leaned back and propped himself up on his arm while she undressed, the other hand slowly stroking his dick as she revealed herself. “You look amazing. This is the first time I’ve ever known what a girl looks like naked before I knew her name, though.” He didn’t dwell on it too much though, instead focusing on the way she trailed kissed down his body until she reached his cock. There was an immediate feeling of euphoria, a rush he hadn’t felt before, probably because of the special brownies from earlier. If he wasn’t rock hard before, he certainly was by the time she started to bob her head. He reached out to caress her cheek – briefly – before leaning back again, head falling behind him, lips parted ever so slightly. A quiet groan could be heard, an unmistakable sign of approval from a man who wasn’t typically very vocal.

“Thanks,” said Charlie, pulling her mouth off his cock. She had to believe him, seeing as he’d got rock hard within seconds. It was quite a compliment. “I’m Charlotte, but I prefer Charlie,” she breathed, blowing cold air onto his tip, and then engulfing him again. She pushed his cock down her throat, her nose nudging his balls. Charlie’s throat constricted a little around his tip, then she pulled back, coughing a little, eyes watering as she got her breath back, always stroking his shaft. “I swear, all the guys hear have big dicks,” she chuckled, then went down on him, sucking hard, twirling her tongue around his tip and twisting her tight fist around his shaft as she jerked it up and down, her other hand coming to massage his balls, his moans spurring Charlie on.

Harley sat back on the stool, watching as he took over in the kitchen. But at the same time, something overcame her and she forgot her hunger. Sliding off the stool, she came up behind Leo, hands sliding up the back of his shirt. “You know, I am hungry, but what if we saved the food portion of the night for later…” She resisted throwing out a crude joke about protein, deciding to be a little more sweet.

Having not heard her get off the stool, Leo was a bit surprised to feel her hands against his skin, but after the initial squirm, he relaxed against her fingers. “Harley,” he groaned quietly, before turning his head so he could see her in his peripheral vision. Anyone else and he would have known immediately, but considering that she’d just gotten through reminding him that she wasn’t too forward, he thought he should be sure that he hadn’t made the wrong assumption. “And what do you want to do right now?” 

“—Right. The guy on the bench. Makes two of us.”

“—Wait. I know you.”