Just Girly Things

leon kennedy + age gap

leon who's been attracted to you from the moment he laid eyes on you. your hair, the slope of your nose and your lips god he needed you. you'd always seen him as a friend, a colleague and my oh my, did he want to change that.

that's why he's got you on all fours, his head pressed against the crook of your neck as he fucks into you, his fat cock stretching your insides whilst he huffs and puffs out your name.

your moans bounce off the walls, your face pressing further against the pillow as you try to swallow your sounds. his hands tangle in your hair, pulling your head back as he lets out a groan.

his hand grips onto your waist, his knees slightly buckling at the feeling of you clenched around him. he kisses down your spine before moving his face up to your ear, whispering sinful praises and affirmations as you take him like the good girl you are.

your fingers grip onto the pillow, back arched and eyes fluttering shut as you groan, whines and whimpers leaving your mouth as he pistons in and out of you. he lets out a strangled groan as he stops, slowly pulling out of you before turning you onto your back.

his hands trail down your body, fingers finding solace onto your thighs before slowly rutting his thick fat cock against your thigh. he slowly presses back into your tight heat, his lips trembling as your body welcomes him back in.

he groans, his lips slotting against yours as he fucks you, his spare hand spreading your legs wider as he takes you with fevor. his beard scratches against your face, causing a small whine to escape your lips. a drop of sweat trickles down his forehead, as he bucks his hips into you, his cock driving further inside you.

a low curse leaves his lips as you clench around him pulling him deeper and deeper into you as his foreheads rests itself against your shoulder, sharp breaths leaving his mouth as he chases his high.

your fingers tangle in his hair as he quickens the pace, your mouth letting out garbled pleas and curses. your core tightens as he hits that sweet spot inside of you, your toes shaking as you release, your vision going white as you let out a haggard, "fuck."

leon lets out a final groan, his thick cum filling your insides as he slowly pulls out, letting out a small whisper of your name, his cock dribbling and glistening with your release. he leans down, capturing your lips in a slow kiss, his tongue pressing into your mouth as your hands cup his face.

he pulls away from your lips with a small hiss before trailing them down your jaw towards your neck. his hands move back down onto your legs, his cock nudging the inside of your thighs as his cum dribbles down his stomach.

summary: inexperienced reader learns how to suck dick for the first time. y’all i have not been able to get this man out of my mind. hope you enjoy angels!!!

“are you ready?” Chris ask looking down at you. sitting between his legs, it seemed like he could have crushed you from this position. you felt a lump form in your throat as you twirled your hair, weakly nodding a yes in response to his question. he chuckles and cross his arms against his chest. “don’t get all shy now. this was your idea, remember?” he was right. it was your idea. you’d been watching videos of girls getting their throat fucked for about a week straight and you mistakenly sent it to chris one night when you were dozing off. you’d hope he didn’t see it by the time you deleted it but to your surprise he was already awake. which is why you’re in the situation now.

“go on.” you reach for his belt with shaky hands and before you could touch it he seats your hand away. “kiss it.” his face is serious now, making you scared to make a mistake. “w-what?” he grabs a fist full of your hair, not tight enough to hurt you but just to apply some force. “kiss it through my pants.” the lump in your throat becomes bigger now. you were nervous and didn’t want to fuck this up. you pressed your lips softly against his jeans and puckered your lips aground his bulge. “lick it to, doll.” you stick out your tongue and trace it against the fabric. an outline of spit now staining his denim jeans.

“take it out.” you unbuckle his belt and slowly unzip his pants. he pushes his hips up to make it easy for you to slide his pants off. your eyes widened when you saw his size, it almost slapping you in the face.

“like what you see?” you were nearly almost drooling. you watched as his cock twitched. a vein running up the shaft that got more prominent with each bulge. precum leaked from the tip as you watched his cock grow even more harder. you shifted uncomfortably on your knees, unsure if you wanted to do it anymore.

“I-i um don’t think it’s going to fit.” you bit your lip with furrowed brows as chris let out a low chuckle. “don’t worry your pretty little head. I’ll make it fit.”

chris takes your hand and guides you to his cock. he instructs you to hold it at the base, using two hands if necessary. “hands are to small. try moving them up and down. don’t be afraid to spit either.” you do as your told and spit on both hands before grabbing his cock. it was an unfamiliar feeling, one that kind of freaked you out a little. you flinched whenever his cock jumped while it was in your hands. you can hear chris cursing to himself as you guide your hands up and down. “use your mouth. lick it just like a taught you and kiss the head.” you trace your tongue slowly up and down his cock, making sure to trace the vein. a trail of precum and spit connected your lips to his cock and you sweetly kissed the head, the sight of it making him groan.

he grabs the back of your neck with one hand and pulls you forward. “stick out your tongue.” chris leans down and spits directly into your tongue, making you whine. he taps his heavy cock against your tongue, smearing it all over your lips. before you could even realize what was happening, your mouth was already wrapped around his cock. chris’ hands found your hair, grabbing a fistful this time pulling forcefully. “that’s it. suck that dick like a good girl.”

tears were streaming down your face and you felt funny by the middle of it. you tired to pull away this time, only for chris to make you deepthroat his cock once again. he slide his cock out of your mouth, giving your cheeks a couple of light slaps. a glob of spit hanging from your lips and covering the lower half of your face. a strong hiccup came from your throat as you eagerly reached for him to give you more.

“i see you’re liking it, huh?” you let out a soft yes as you giggle at him. “i want more please!” he takes his hand and strokes his cock while letting you catch your breath. the sound of your spit and pre cum slipping up and down his cock made you grow hornier by the minute. you start shifting on your knees again, squeezing your legs together.

he groans and huffs against your ears, his breath tickling the side of your face as he presses a chaist kiss by your jaw, calling you his good girl as he stretches out your little pussy bit by bit, digging into you with a growl.

his shirt slightly lifts up, exposing his slick stomach drenched with sweat as it glides against your back. he throws his head back, hair dripping as your heavy breathes fog up the windows, shielding you both from the outside world.

your hands slide down the glass, his hands catching yours as they press against the windows, your bodies moving in sync as your slick covers his thick throbbing cock, his pre enunciating that wet, heavy sound that reverbs inside the car.

your boyfriend was never good at controlling himself around you. even if you two were merely kissing, he couldn’t fight off the enormous boner he got within a matter of seconds.

and this time was no different.

his hand was caressed under your head, the other already clawing your shirt off. it had hardly been five minutes, but he already turned you into a blushing, dripping, whimpering mess under him.

“haah—can’t...we can’t...” you softly whine as you try to push him away, hands gripping onto his sides in hopes of stopping him, but he holds your waist tightly, keeping you in place while he rutted against your wet, clothed cunt.

although it was dark in the room, you could make out every feature of his face. his eyes lock onto yours, his pupils blown wide with lust, making your protests die in your throat.

“but you’re soaking wet...and y’feel so good on me,” your boyfriend mumbles against your mouth, bunching your soft sleep shirt around your armpits. it didn't matter if there were no condoms to use; he didn't want to stop.

even with such little fabric separating you two, every inch of his girth was pressed right against your soaking wet folds. his dick was so close to where it was needed, and you were practically panting at this point, back arched so far off the bed your boyfriend felt he needed to hold you so you wouldn’t hurt it. “j..just the tip, okay...”

you knew that was all the confirmation it took for him because it was no more than three seconds before his boxers were down to his thighs and pushing your panties to the side.

“just the tip.” he echoed back to you, and he wasted no time. with a slow, gentle thrust, he sank just the head into your warm, wet pussy. as promised, it was just the first two inches, but oh my god, he’s so big that you could’ve sworn he pushed it all in.

you mewl, which mingles with a strangled groan from your boyfriend as your walls clench and twitch around his swollen cockhead. your hips buck upwards inadvertently, making him slip in a bit further.

“shit—can’t do it,” he shakes his head, hugging your torso against him tightly in weak restraint. you were about to tell him not to go any further, but then he thrusts forward suddenly, causing you to shriek instead. his first thrust was accompanied by several more and small whispers of “sorry, baby,” as he continued to pound into your pretty cunt.

just the tip, right?

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