The Bad Touch
Warnings: 18+ explicit smut, subby Leon, fleshlight play, teasing, jealousy, possessive dirty talk, creampie, aftercare.
You came home expecting your new dress delivered, but found Leon’s secretly ordered fleshlight on the doorstep instead. Jealousy hits hard. When he walks in, you take control and challenge him to admit which feels better, the toy or his girlfriends pussy..
You'd been humming to yourself all the way up the stairs, already picturing how good that little black dress you ordered was going to look on you.
You could already picture Leon's face when you wore it for your date night next weekend. So when you saw the package sitting on the doorstep your mood instantly lifted.
"Finally," you muttered, tearing into the tape with way too much excitement after entering your shared home. But the second you opened the box, your smile faded. You stared down at the content that was very clearly not a dress. Not even close. It was a hyper-realistic fleshlight
“Well,” you muttered under your breath, picking it up carefully, like it might explode. “That’s… interesting.”
At first you tried to downplay it, but the jealousy hit fast and ugly. You stared at the toy, thumb brushing over the soft silicone lips. Was he planning on jerking off with this? Eyes closed, imagining some other girl's pussy wrapped around him instead of yours? The thought made your jaw clench.
You were still holding the damn thing when the front door opened.
Leon stepped inside, shrugging off his jacket, and froze the moment he saw you standing there with his toy in your hands.
He looked like he'd been caught doing something he absolutely didn't want to explain.
You narrowed your eyes slightly. "What is this?"
Leon glanced at the box. Then at you. Then back at the box.
“…Nothing.”
"Dont lie to me."
"Im not lying!" he said, already sounding tired. "It's just..irrelevant."
"Right. Because a mystery sex toy is always irrelevant." You stepped closer, but he moved first, putting a hand on the thing before you could hit him across the head with it.
That alone made your brows shoot up.
“…Leon.”
"It's nothing you need to worry about."
"Oh, I'm definitely worrying now."
"Look.. I ordered it a couple weeks ago. I didn’t want to keep waking you up when you’re tired." But seeing your unimpressed face he was becoming more and more exasperated "I was trying to be considerate!"
"Pants off. Sit.” Leon hesitated for half a second, surprised at the sudden change, but then obeyed not wanting to piss you off even more. He pushed his jeans and boxers down his thighs before sitting back on the couch. You took your sweet time warming the lube between your palms, then slicked both the fleshlight and his cock thoroughly.
You started slow, stroking him with your hand first, then pressing the soft, realistic entrance of the toy against his tip and sliding it down inch by inch. The wet squelch filled the quiet room. Leon’s head tipped back with a low groan, thighs tensing. But just as he was about to start enjoying himself you pulled the toy off of him, straddling his lap with your pants already off, hovering just above his cock, close enough that he could feel the wet heat of your pussy but not close enough to sink down. Leon’s hands gripped your hips, fingers digging in like he was barely holding himself back.
“Tell me,” you said softly, voice sweet but edged with challenge. “Which one feels better?” You reached over, picked up the fleshlight, and slowly dragged the soft, realistic entrance along the underside of his cock, letting the lubed silicone tease him. Then you lowered yourself just enough for the head of his cock to nudge against your hole. “Toy…” You slid the fleshlight down over just the tip, letting it swallow him for a second before pulling it off again. “…or me?” Leon groaned, hips twitching up uselessly. “Fuck… you. It’s you.” You smiled, not convinced. You sank down another inch, letting him feel how your walls fluttered around him, hot and silky, before lifting off completely. Immediately you replaced it with the toy, fucking the fleshlight down onto his cock in one smooth stroke until it was buried to the base. Leon’s head fell back with a choked moan, thighs tensing. “Be honest, baby,” you purred, slowly working the toy up and down while you watched his face. “Does the toy grip you tighter? Is it warmer? Wetter?” You twisted your wrist on every upstroke, making the realistic sleeve drag along every inch of him.
Then, without warning, you pulled the toy off again and sank all the way down onto his cock in one fluid motion, taking him to the hilt inside your real pussy. Leon gasped sharply, fingers spasming on your hips. “Shit— you… you feel so much better.” You started riding him slowly, rolling your hips in deep, deliberate circles so he could feel every clench and flutter.
“Only you feel like this. Only you make me lose my fucking mind. The toy is just… plastic. The,” He thrust up harder, burying himself as deep as he could. “the real thing is better.” You clenched around him deliberately, smiling against his neck when he whimpered. “Good boy,” you whispered. “Keep going. Tell me how much better I am while I fuck you.” Leon’s hands slid to your ass, gripping hard as you rode him faster
“Your pussy is so much wetter… so much softer… .” You could feel him throbbing inside you, getting dangerously close. You slowed down again, teasing, making him whine in frustration. “Tell me you’ll never need that toy again because nothing compares to your girlfriend’s pussy.”
“Please,” Leon gasped, voice breaking. “Please don’t stop. Your pussy is better.. so much fucking better. I don’t want the toy. I only want you. Only you. fuck, I’m gonna come if you keep—” You slammed down hard, taking him deep, and felt him shatter.
You both came with a broken moan, his hips stuttering as he spilled inside you while you rode him through it, whispering in his ear how good he was for admitting the truth. After calming down you cupped his face
"Was I too mean?” you asked softly, still gently rocking your hips to keep him inside you a little longer. Leon shook his head against your shoulder.
“No… I liked it. A lot. The jealousy thing… it was hot. Made me feel wanted.”
You chuckled quietly. “Good. Because you are wanted. Only by me.”
You carefully lifted off him, both of you hissing at the loss. A thick trickle of his cum leaked down your thigh. “Come here,” you said, guiding him to lie down with his head on your chest. Leon went willingly, curling into you like a big cat, one arm slung over your waist.You kept running your fingers through his hair, occasionally tracing slow circles on his back.
“Want some water?” you asked after a while.
“Mmm… in a minute,” he mumbled, voice sleepy and content. “Just… stay like this.”You smiled and kissed the top of his head.
“I’m not going anywhere.”
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