A quickie...literally lol
Warnings: SMUT, MDNI, creampie...., Afab!Fem!Reader, P in V sex, Quickie,
His belt clinked through the low hum of music that filled the room from where you laid on the bed, book in hand as you devoured what he assumed was smut. He knew you. The quiet mouse that he had essentially adopted reading pure filth in his sheets. You were a picture perfect memory from where he left you. His shoes caked in blood and god knows what else sat by the front door – jacket half draped over the couch arm as he made his was to you.
You were perfect as you smiled at him, legs wide enough for him to find his spot. He would have let you finish the chapter but know that you put the Polaroid of the both of you in place was enough to wordlessly tell him how much you loved him.
You fingers worked the knots in his thoughts away. Your nails lightly dragging along his scalp eating soft groans. You turned him into putty, melting into your hands as he unwinded from the week he's had. His cold hands touched your midriff, rubbing soft circles against the skin there. He melted, soothed himself to your scent.
"What were you reading?" He mumbled, his breath soothing the skin where his stubble scratched. "The usual genre,"
Leon laughed, a deep chuckle that had your toes circling. He raised to his elbows, placing a kiss against your lips. You felt him deepen it, his hand cupping your cheeks to draw you closer. To entice him to a release that would certainly let him forget about the work he did. He scrubbed his hands clean from anything that lingered before he left, only the cleanest ones would touch you. He couldn't taint this perfect skin like that.
Your hips lifted to meet him throught the blankets that draped over you. The book thudding to the floor as you both moved. A dance perfected by the years. Your sleep shorts pushed to the side as his fingers wondered to find the wetness that lingered there. Your own hands finding his hardness through the opened zipper of his pants.
It was always desperate the first round. A feral act of rememberence as he tried to earth himself. As if there was nothing he could do but sink himself into you when he returned. Your teeth grazed his neck, muscles tensing as he freed himself.
He exposed your sex with two hooked fingers against the fabric of the shorts. Your glistening lips waiting for the broad tip that kissed against them. Waiting for him to push the length you were so excited for inside you. You welcomed the first inches with a squeeze, a grunt from him followed your action. Neither of you spoke, words weren't needed in this connection. Your actions became greedy, heels digging in the soft mattress as you tried to lift your hips higher. Desperate to feel him fully sheathed inside you.
Leon felt his head empty as he pumped into you. Pulling himself out all the way just to slam back harder, his hand cupping your head to protect it from the headboard as he drived you up the bed. His nose buried in your hair taking in your fresh scent like he was some primal mate. He felt you ground him, getting lost in the pulses of your velet walls as the pleasure he offered you wracked through your body.
Your pussy quivered with your release as his balls soon emptied. The worrying thoughts and nightmares following as he collapsed against you once more. Your fingers working their way through his hair as his cock emptied itself inside you.
Neither of you spot in the connection, his softening cock pluging the warmth of his seed inside of you as he held you. It would be better the next round, you knew as much as his fingers teased your nipples from where they pebbled infront of him. It was only minutes until you felt him hardening inside you again, thumping awake inside your walls.
Until then it was peace, a comfort, silence as you thanked whomever that he returned.
