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For Leonardo, inexperience just meant uncharted territory that he could master with time. He was the first of his brothers to pick up the whole ninja schtick with ease. He had taught himself Japanese and already wanted to learn a third language. Inexperience just wasn’t some that stayed in his vocabulary for too long.

Naturally when he met you, the same would apply to all sorts of relationship criteria. Leo didn’t exactly think he’d get the chance but then again he didn’t think he’d find himself so absolutely smitten with a guy like you. The first time you had kissed him, he’d been so shy about it, a little jittery about the technique and more so when you were way more experienced than he was.

And god could you leave him so nervous and pent up with just a caress or a kiss. With the way you so expertly tempted his every desire.

It all starts with a hand to his side, the much softer part compared to his plastron and smirk on your face that makes Leo a little too shivery for his liking.

“You’re a big guy,” Is your flirty comment, fingers trying to grip him, before Leo can protest both your hands land on his waist and you push him closer to you. His eyes give him away, give way to the sore that spreads over his chest in warm little waves. Because you’re so forward, so sure of yourself and he’s never seen somebodies gaze eye him like a piece of meat.

Leo quickly finds out that being wanted. That being desired and craved by somebody can be such an addicting high. You stand your ground, hands lazily running up and down his sides with promise. “I wonder...” You ghost the word across his lips, hands dangerously sliding to spots that entice him. “Do you feel as good as I think you will?” Your fingers dip into the waist bland of his pants, a teasing motion that makes Leo jump a little.

He feels like he’s losing his footing somehow, he’s a pretty good flirt but the way you’re running the show?

Leo tried to balance the power play by kissing you, catching you off guard. It knocks the wind off your sails but only momentarily. You keep your grip on him, a show of possession almost, even more so when you grind against him.

You get to swallow Leo’s groan by doing so.

Totally worth it.

You pull away only enough to pull up your shirt and toss it. Soft skin meeting hard scales and the contrast is mesmerizing. Leo tests the flesh by digging his nails softly onto your back, raking them downwards to feel a pleasant shudder leave you. “Sneak, wait till I’m fucking you silly” You reply breathily against his chin.

Oh will you?

Leo wants to land a jab, he’s a leader for crying out loud he won’t whimper and spread himself for you so easily.

As he conducts a plan your hand cups his clothed crotch and something short circuits hard enough for Leo that his knees buckle. There’s a soft cuss against your neck where he chooses to hide his pride, hips moving against your hand.

Okay he might spread himself for you real easily.

Leo’s gently pushed onto the sturdy table, half sitting on it as you push yourself in between his legs. Somewhere around his brain only craving the oxytocin he wants, you’re both naked. You grip yours and Leo’s hard lengths, it’s tricky given the differences in size and girth but you manage to pump the two of you into a frenzy. Leo’s pressing his forehead against yours, truly in list with the contrast and yet how you take pride in being the cause of his falling apart. He still wants some upper hand, a means to tease back, so he barely holds back a stutter. “Gonna be the best you’ve had” Leo leans back on his hands, teeth sinking into his bottom lip.

“So sure of yourself are we now?” You tease back, pumping just a little faster to make him falter in his reserve. “I’m sure, you’re gonna get addicted” That cockiness pushed through and you had to admire it, even if his breathing stated differently.

Leo can’t quite describe the first initial feeling, when you’d finished your teasing strokes you had spread his legs and pressed yourself to hole. Just to pull another strangled grunt from the leader you circled the sensitive ring with the tip of your leaking cock. The hiss is right next to your ear, it turns into an uncomfortable groan when you push into him. You sooth the pain by kissing his neck.

“Sooo good” You sigh against his neck, Leo’s strong arms wrapped around your neck as you dig your hands beneath his thighs. Leo felt beyond what you expected, tight and willing. He’s big and you by no means possess his strength but that’s half the turn on, being able to dominate him and the prospect of making him a whimpering mess urges your hips to thrust faster.

Okay maybe this will become addicting, because your usual banter when it comes to this is on going but you’re lost in this feeling. A sound that vibrates against your shoulder makes your skin breakout in goosebumps. It clearly comes from Leo and it won’t stop, your pace quickens wanting to chase that high. You’ve never felt this overwhelmed with desire, feeling him tight around your cock, each grip sending you both into a moaning mess. You feel it creep up, there’s no way you want to cum before him son squeeze a hand between both your bodies and start to pump his already leaking length.

Leo bites down on your shoulder, completely overridden with pleasure as the two of cum at the same time. You tense up, hips pressing forward and burying himself to the hilt. Leo trembles, teeth dug onto skin and that logical side is telling him to let go before actual harm is caused. You breath hard, eyes blinking back into focus from the intensity of it. You feel Leo’s calloused hands cupping your face, he looks just as dazed, the evidence clear on his plastron and your stomach.

"Fine I'll admit it. You're the best fuck I've ever had." You laugh and rest your head on his shoulder.

Leo feels a satisfying surge in his veins, lips pressed to the bruise on your shoulder.