#sub lee

He was at his usual routine in the shower after a grueling workout, not expecting you home until later. You had gotten out of your commitments earlier than expected— so why not come home to your loving boyfriend? Errands could wait.

Errands could especially wait when your handsome boyfriend was finally alone, away from the world for you to play with him. Upon hearing the shower when you locked the door to Lee’s apartment, you flicked off each piece of your outfit with ease as you made a clothing trail to the bathroom.

Lee doesn’t even realize you’ve come home until you open the door to the shower and he screeches.

“Y/N?! I didn’t expect you home so soon!”

His voice is still shrill, but you smirk and move beside him to get under the hot water. “What, not happy to see me?”

“No— I mean, I am happy to see you! Just surprised!”

He was like a giddy puppy. You could see the blush settling into his ears now and the soft smile he kept just for you.

Lee turns you around and admires your lovely face as you hum, appreciating the calming steam from the water.

“Here, you deserve a proper greeting,” he tells you— calmer but all the more enamored. His calloused hands come up to hold your cheeks as tender as he can manage, and he takes the careful time to kiss from your forehead to your lips.

Lee wasn’t a greedy kisser. But he was sweeter than honey, and you could feel his affection for you in how he closed his eyes, how he melted into your body, how he pulled you as close as possible. He was a love-drunk gentleman any partner could appreciate.

And he was all yours. It puffed your chest out with pride that he had chosen you, out of an entire village of options. Fuck anyone else that didn’t see him as such— Rock Lee was a catch. And you were a hungry, hungry woman.

Your strong presence against him makes Lee take a step back, and makes his skin erupt in goosebumps when his back hits the shower wall. He was more than familiar with your moods— one moment you could be so sentimental, kissing the back of his hand and giving him the most precious compliments— the other, you could be ravishing his body, pushing it to the peak of pleasure with your fingers gagging his mouth.

He could see it as being possessive occasionally, but you were always respectful of his limits and boundaries. And besides... the feral look in your eyes when you called him yours in those moments drove him wild in a way he had never known before. He couldn’t get enough.

But he’s snapped out of his haze when he feels your lips on his neck. All of the sudden he’s a teenager again— nervous and sweating at your touch, anticipating your next move. All the same, he gasps when he feels your tongue trace up his Adam’s apple.

“I’m incredibly fortunate, getting to come back to such a beautiful sight after a day of paperwork,” you muse, making intense eye contact with him.

Lee gulps. He was so hopelessly smitten. And it didn’t help that you were gifted with your hands, either. Your thumbs rubbed circles into his hipbones as you held his waist, grinding your front ever-so-slightly over his growing hard-on. They travelled deliciously up his sides, relishing in the slick of water over his tanned skin, and you work a moan out of him in an instant when you flick his nipples.

“S-stop that! You tease me too much,” he pants, but it doesn’t phase you. His breath hitches when one of your hands drops to his cock, standing at attention, sliding your pointer finger from his balls to the tip of his head.

“Do I now?”

God, it looked like you were glowing in the shower. Hot skin, that devilish expression. Was he dead? Was this heaven?

He’s so weak at how your pretty lips curve into a smile. Lee loves your lips. They’re so pretty, just like you. So soft, so nice to kiss and touch.

So divine wrapped around his cock.

You had kissed your way down from his chest to his manhood in an instant, and he was already at your mercy. He gaped for any oxygen at all, almost drowning in the overwhelming heat of the shower. You drove him nearly up the wall massaging his legs as you sucked him deep, spurred on by his little begs and his hand trying to find purchase in your scalp.

What a treat it was, having such a sweet boyfriend with a sensitive cock. Lee deserved the world— so you wanted to give him the best head of his life, and take him until you could see tears in his eyes.

You halted your rough sucks long enough to roll your tongue around his angry red tip, and you feel your pussy throb when Lee whimpers like a dog.

“I— ahh, I— please not in your mouth, please Y/n—“

Pretty boy. So obedient. Why not indulge him a little?

“You don’t want to cum baby?” You tease, running your thumb over the slit of his cock.

Lee bites his lip, trying not to let his eyes fall back into his head as he rolls his hips into your hand.

“I do wanna cum—! Ssshit, wanna cum with you!”

Your heart might as well have throbbed alongside your pussy again. You couldn’t deny him his taste though— it was always better when you worked each other over the high together.

Your nails traced over the outside of his thighs, releasing his cock.

“Think you could pick me up? Or are your legs too shaky?” You jest, getting back to your feet but taking the time to lick up from his pubic mound to the top of his stomach.

There’s a determination in him now— “I will persist! I want you to feel as much pleasure as I do!”

What a sweetheart. You can’t help but swoon a bit as well when he lifts you with ease and turns to set you against the wall. It’s also very intentional on your part as you lightly bump his forehead with yours, trying to make it less of a competition.

He meets your knowing look, and you kiss his nose.

“I love you, Lee.”

At one point, he would have cried. But he slips his cock into you in that moment, and relishes in your keen.