#leoncest

Living with yourself would never really be normal-normal, but it was as normal as they made it. They had dinner together every night unless one was away with work, weekly movie nights became a bit more than weekly, and the house didn’t feel so desolate anymore. The younger Leon had his own room decorated to himself now, they’d somehow managed to work around legal identity issues with Hunnigan’s help and they both had their own jobs, as much as being a barista was out of the youngers field of expertise.

The older had been away for a while on a work trip that’d gone longer than expected, a few nights turning into just over a week. The rookie, as Leon had affectionately stuck with calling him, was curled up on the couch in one of the blankets off the others bed, wrapped tight around him while some evening movie special played on the tv. He missed him more than he thought he would, as much as he hated to admit it and wouldn’t dare to to anyone else, being alone in the empty house and coming home to silence was staring to grind on him. He was somewhat used to it, but when it was longer than he had prepared for was when it played on his mind more than usual. 

The movie was mundane, something about two lovers and some disaster that was destined to keep them apart that they had to keep defying, he could care less with the movie being nothing more than something to kill time. Leon stared at the screen, shifting uncomfortably as the cool air threatened to seep in through the blanket. The movie was almost over, the lovers had reunited and things were getting steamy. At least sex scenes in movies were less uncomfortable when watching alone. The movie ended and Leon just stared at the credits blankly, eventually shifting to turn the tv off and grabbing the blanket and moving to his own bed. Might as well go to bed, nothing else to do when the loneliness was making itself comfortable.

Staring at the ceiling, the rookie’s thoughts wandered. How different the movie night could have been with the other Leon, all cuddled up against him, their warmth seeping into one another. There wouldn’t be a need for the heating to be turned up so high in the winter night if they had one another. It was a long trail they wandered down, going from cute and cuddly to how much he missed the others hands on his body. He couldn’t resist even the thought, squirming in place as his own hands wandered against his skin. He was hard against his pants from the thoughts alone, his gently rutting in search of more friction. Lost in his own thoughts, Leon never noticed the front door unlocking nor opening and closing. He took no notice of the sounds of boots being placed by the door, a bag being dumped and a coat being placed on the coat rack in the entryway. He was so lost in his mind, small gasps slipping from his lips as he snuck his hand beneath the waistband of his pants, still searching for the feelings he so desired. 

The older Leon had finally made it home, the darkness in the house made him think that the other was out for the night or had already gone to bed. He made himself comfortable, putting his boots away and shedding his layer of outerwear. His phone had gone flat on the way home, hence why he hadn’t let the younger know of his arrival. Plus, maybe it’d be a nice surprise. If he was asleep he could leave a little trinket or such on his bedside table, or tuck him in with a nice forehead kiss. Moving to the bathroom, it was only on his way past did Leon notice the others bedroom light still on, seeping through the crack of the slightly open door. The blonde stopped, hearing faint noises come from the room. Was that.. Moaning? A moment longer and he was sure his ears were not betraying him.

Should he have moved on my now? Surely. Was this kind of disgusting of him to still be here, listening in when the other clearly had no idea he was there? He didn’t really want to think about that right now. The rookie’s moans grew louder and more desperate, grunts and groans making their way into it. Fuck, Leon missed that sound. He couldn’t help but palm himself through his pants softly, the noises were so obscene it was like a melody to his ears. “Leon-” The older's movements stopped immediately, fearing his cover had been blown. The moans persisted though, his name once again littering itself between them. Oh fuck. 

Thoughts getting the best of him, the agent slipped through the door. Somehow, the younger still didn’t notice him, eyes screwed shut as his hand quickly worked at himself. He looked so cute and disheveled, pants haphazardly pulled to his knees in desperation and his shirt peeled up his chest as he tweaked his own nipple between his forefinger and thumb. His eyes were screwed shut so tightly that it wrinkled the skin around them. A gorgeous sight. Leon needed to get his hands all over it. He moved closer, waiting for a moment when the rookie abandoned his cock in favour of caring for both his nipples to wrap his own fist around his cock. The youngers eyes immediately flew open at the contact, a loud gasp filling the room as his eyes darted to the hand around his cock then to the man it belonged to.

“Leon!” ⁠The younger stopped teasing himself to wrap his arms around the other, the largest smile crossing his face as he hung on for what felt like dear life, slamming his face into the other for the sloppiest, most desperate kiss he could muster. “I missed you.”

Leon reciprocated the hug and the kiss, only shifting back slightly when the kiss broke. “I can tell.” The tone of his voice carried a soft tease, his hand not leaving the other dick as he began to stroke it firmly. His arousal never dwindled, still staying as stiff as he started under the others grasp. The reunion theatrics were cut short for the more pressing matters at hand, the agent slipped onto the bed besides the other, wrapping his free arm around him and pulling him close. This was a lot softer than they usually were, the longing settling in softness rather than the expected carnal need and lust the older expected when he arrived. He kept stroking the other one firmly, watching him nearly ball up into his side as he kept stroking him gently, rapidly bringing him to the edge.

He whispered sweet nothings into the others ear as he kept up the motions, bathing in the warmth and glory of the moans slipping from the younger. Leon knew he was close, it was such a telltale when he started to squirm again. “Come on, show me how much you missed me.” That brought a deeper, more lustful, grunt from the rookie as his grip on Leon tightened. “Close.. Haah-” The agent tightened his grip and quickened his pace, brushing his thumb across the tip of the others dick and smearing precum all over. It only took a few more strokes until the younger cried out, silenced by the older's lips against his own as his hips bucked into his hand uncontrollably, his sticky cum spurting messily all over his stomach and the other’s hand. 

Their pace slowed, everything finally winding down as the rookie rode out his orgasm, hips finally steadying against the other. “Oh my god…” They took a moment for them both to come back to their senses, sharing another short and sweet kiss before pulling away from each other and cleaning the younger up.

“You okay?” A soft nod came from the rookie as he pulled his clothes back on. “Yeah, yeah. You didn’t say you were on the way home!” He just looked flustered now, face a light but saturated pink as he shyed away from his gaze. “My phone died on the way home, sorry rookie.”