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2/14 Leon can fetch your lost cats and hold them like holding a ball.

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There is no stronger force than that of a girl’s desperation to write about her male hyperfixation.

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Young and Beautiful- Leon S. Kennedy

I came back to my hometown for my dad's birthday after a while of not seeing him. 22, big dreams and a lonely heart. I thought it's gonna be a normal day, until I found out my dad's best friend was already there- someone I haven't seen in years. But he wasn't the man I remembered... he was someone else now. Someone I couldn't ignore, even if I knew I should. Suddenly, nothing felt simple anymore.

!!!Please read below!!!

The main character is a woman, but I'm thinking of doing G.N. stories as well in the near future! This is for the girlies who have a thing for older Leon (I got inspired by his Infinite Darkness version). And for the girlies with daddy issues. Even if you don't have daddy issues, you're still more than welcomed here.

In this story, Leon is a police officer, I thought it would be more fitting. This story is inspired by some songs from: The Weeknd, Lana Del Rey, The Neighbourhood and Arctic Monkeys.

This is a oneshot, but it has quite some buildup, being separated by "phases" (titles of some songs that inspired me). This story contains mature content, sex scenes, and also a huge age gap. If you're not comfortable with that, I don't recommend reading it.

This is my first time writing a fanfic seriously, so I'm sorry for any mistakes. English is also my second language. I know it's long, but I think it's gonna be worth it. I really hope you'll enjoy it, since I put in so much time and effort into this!! xx

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OLD MONEY

It's my dad's birthday. I came home after a very long time just to surprise him. I finally reached my street, happy memories making the frustration in my body disappear. I had flashbacks of my dad teaching me how to ride a bike, and memories of me and my friends playing around when I was little. But those times were gone in the blink of an eye.

I finally arrived home, the sight of how everything changed making me feel nostalgic, remembering how everything was when I lived with my dad, with no care in the world. I opened the gate with my free hand, struggling since I had so many bags of gifts and goodies. My dad turns 43 only once, right? I somehow managed to open the gate, closing it behind me as I walked towards the door. Locked. What a great start...

I felt the anger build up in my body. I already had a horrible day, and this was the last drop. I knew my dad wasn't home, it was a surprise after all. But I still tried my luck, knocking at the door. Maybe, just maybe he was home, even though that would mean that my surprise would be ruined. After a few seconds, I heard the key unlocking the door from the other side. "Damn it, he's home", I thought. I was preparing myself to hug him and sing a silly "Happy birthday". But when the door opened, my eyes widened and I felt my jaw fall to the ground.

It was Leon. My dad's best friend. I haven't seen him since I was 20 on my birthday. I will never forget him dressing up as a princess that day, even though I was complaining that it was embarrassing.

Looking back, it wasn't embarrassing. It was... adorable. Precious. And I would pay good money just to see him like that again. The great police officer Leon S. Kennedy in such a state? Just for me? Hell yeah, sign me in.

I looked at Leon in shock, dropping my bags to the floor.

"Leon?", I asked, my lips slightly parted in surprise.

"Lilith? Is this you?", he asked, his mouth wide open in shock.

NARATOR'S POV

He was barely processing what was happening. He was analyzing her from head to toe: from the different color of her hair, to her tattoos, her curves, the way her lacy black dress was accentuating perfectly what needed to be accentuated. His eyes were totally betraying him. She wasn't his little girl anymore. She was all grown up. And oh, how he liked it...

MY POV

A big smile appeared on my face as I practically jumped into his arms, giving him a huge, tight hug. He reciprocated, wrapping his arms around my midsection. He smelled so good... Damn it, FOCUS.

"Holy shit, Leon- you've... changed...", I said as I pulled my face away from his chest to look at him. That perfectly sculpted face, as it always was. He had a few faint wrinkles, but oh how good they made him look- FOCUS. I needed to focus.

"You... you too... are you sure you're still my little Lilith that I remember?", He chuckled, but he was completely flustered. The great police officer Leon S. Kennedy being flustered by a 20-something year old? The little girl he held in his arms when he was around her age?

"You want me to give you my ID? Damn, your job really put its mark on you..." I laughed, still analyzing every detail of his face.

"Hmmm...", he pretended to think, "If you're the Lilith I know, tell me your favorite ice cream flavor." 

"Easy. Coke popsicles." I immediately replied.

"Great, you're not an impostor. Welcome back, sweetheart!" He said with a chuckle, hugging me even tighter as if I wasn't real. Like I would've disappeared if he would've let me go.

I gave him a warm smile before unwrapping my hands from him, getting the bags I left at the door and going to the living room, unpacking the gifts I got for my dad, and the goodies I brought. Leon followed me, standing by my side. His back faced the table, his hands on the edge of it, as he was looking at me up and down. He was lost in the memories of us.

THE KNOWING

"So... How have you been? It's been so long...", he said with a borderline pained expression. The time and distance between us made his heart grow fonder. But little did I know back then...

"I've been... fine, overall. Working, studying, the whole shebang.", I answered as I was still unpacking my stuff.

"Such a productive young lady, I see...", he answered me with a soft smile.

"I got that from my dad, you know? The most ambitious man I know", I chuckled, looking up at him.

"I know. You got all of his qualities. And his anger issues.", he joked around, hitting my shoulder playfully.

"If you don't know me, I don't know who does...", rolling my eyes.

"Don't roll those eyes at me. And besides, aren't your friends supposed to know you better than me?", he asked with a slightly confused look, raising his eyebrow.

"Well, I don't have many friends. And after all, you know me since I was a baby. You know me like my dad does. If not better...", I said, my tone getting quiet at the last sentence.

"I can't know you better than he does, Lilith." , he shrugged.

"You do, Leon. He never had time for me. He only took care of me financially. But emotionally, he was never there. You were the one who listened to me whenever I had a problem, the one who got me out of trouble every time I was problematic, and the one who truly... cared..."

I was frustrated at that point, remembering how my dad was always too busy for me. How he was always leaving me behind. But Leon... he was always there.

He cared a lot about me, and he did anything to just put the faintest smile on my face. That, of course, was the bare minimum. Nothing was impossible for him, just to make me happy.

NARATOR'S POV

Leon's expression softened as he listened to her. He remembered how he was always there for her. But he also remembered how he wanted her all for himself. How he wanted to be the reason for her happiness, fulfillment, excitement... love... pretty little sounds... Damn. He wanted her to be his everything. And he wanted him to be her everything.

Old memories made their way back to him, making him feel nostalgic and... emotional. He was looking at her like he never felt love in his life, like she was the only one who was making him feel it for the first time. So many unspoken truths that needed to be kept a secret were obvious on his face. His expression told a story of a painful, forbidden love.

He was so restrained, but so consumed by the need of her. He knew it was wrong. She was the daughter of his best friend. And the age gap was even more insane. But this time, it felt like nothing could stop him. He wanted her to be his. She activated a protective and possessive side of him like no one ever could.

MY POV

I noticed he was deeply lost in his thoughts. But somehow, I knew what he was thinking. His eyes weren't lying. I knew him too well. But... would it be actually real? Or is it just nostalgia? Confusion? Frustration?

Would it be real that he felt the same towards me? Would it be real that he looked at me while thinking that I was the most beautiful woman on earth? While thinking that I'm his no matter what?

Leon gave me a small smile after his deep thinking process, after remembering that we were having an actual conversation.

"I do care a lot about you, Lilith. But don't be so harsh with your dad... I'm sure he's trying his best." He slightly changed the topic as he was trying to calm himself down from his restless mind.

"I'm not being harsh, it's the truth. I will never talk to him about this, though... I know he's busy and he's trying his best. But sometimes... people hurt us without realizing it, or even while still wanting the best for us..." I answered him on a calmer tone.

"It's true... anyhow, I'll always be here for you. No matter what." He reassured me, putting his hand on my shoulder, his touch feathery.

"Thank you, Leon... You have no idea how much this means to me. And it's mutual, you know?" I gave him a soft smile, feeling my self-restraint breaking down in the slightest way.

He reciprocated the smile, pulling me into a gentle, comforting hug. I hugged him back, losing myself into his touch. I could feel the faint smell of his cologne, mixed with a slight whiskey scent. He smelled intoxicating in the best way possible. He felt addicting. No...he was addicting.

My hands were rubbing small circles on his back, not wanting to pull away from his embrace for a second. I was feeling his breath hit the crook of my neck with every exhale, creating goosebumps all over my skin.

The moment was interrupted by my dad who just came home. We quickly split apart, greeting him and wishing him a happy birthday. I hugged him, but the hug felt... empty. I put my "happy" façade back on as we started chatting, stealing glances of Leon from time to time.

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After a bit of chatting, we went to the dinner table to eat something, finally having a good time and forgetting about the daily struggles.

"And... what do you wanna do afterwards?", I asked them as I was taking another bite of my food.

"Hmmm... I thought about playing some board games.", my dad answered.

"Really, dad? Don't you want something more... entertaining?" I laughed.

"Oh come on, princess... I thought you liked those!" My dad pouted.

"I do, don't get me wrong... But, I thought about some karaoke. That microphone is probably rusting somewhere!" I exclaimed, laughing.

"You heard the princess, man. If she wants karaoke, we'll do karaoke. Aren't you used to it already?" Leon said amused.

"Ugh, finally someone who gets it..." I looked over to Leon, giving him a soft smile.

"I think I might know you a little too well..." Leon said, giving me a "You already know that anyway" kind of look.

I WANNA BE YOURS

We all finished our food, and I got the plates to discard them into the sink. I went back to the living room, looking for that damned microphone, as promised. As I finally found it, I powered on the laptop, connecting it to the new speakers my dad bought.

"So... who should start their lovely concert?" I asked, looking at my dad and Leon.

My dad got up from the couch, snatching the microphone away from my hands, sassier than ever.

"Damn, such a diva today..." I said as I rolled my eyes, amused by his behavior.

He laughed while he was searching for some songs to sing along to. He started with some random party song, making me and Leon laugh to the point where we were in tears. The way he danced along too- damn! He was such a sassy queen. Well, I'm his daughter after all. No wonder why turned out the way I am now.

A few songs and a few drinks later, it was my turn. I got up from the couch, going to the laptop. I thought for a few seconds, and the ideas that came up were... somehow perfect. Why somehow? Well, I could use this opportunity to finally confess to Leon. Once and for all. But the downside was- maybe he wouldn't feel the same. I started feeling insecure, every ounce of confidence I had going down the drain. If I was so sure that he wanted me beforehand, why was I feeling like this?...

I started typing anxiously, searching for the song I had in mind. I hit the "play" button, taking a deep breath to gather myself up, before taking the microphone into my hand. My heart was racing, and I felt my palms get sweaty. I finally took one more deep breath, gathering back my courage and a spark of confidence, as I started singing:

"I wanna be your vacuum cleaner

Breathing in your dust

I wanna be your Ford Cortina

I will never rust"

I noticed the way Leon was looking at me as he recognized the song. I noticed how his breath hitched in his throat as the song started playing, his cheeks turning a faint shade of pink.

"Secrets I have held in my heart

Are harder to hide than I thought

Maybe I just wanna be yours

I wanna be yours, I wanna be yours..."

I continued to sing, trying my best not to look too much at him. My dad was there, after all. How could I let him know that... I was in love with his best friend?

Leon on the other hand, was hanging by a thread. As soon as I started singing the chorus, he turned restless. He looked at me, his gaze almost pleading, almost as if he was... desperate. Desperate for my touch, for my love, for... me.

The song eventually ended, and my dad was completely oblivious. He had no clue about my thoughts and intentions behind the song. And thank fuck for that.

"I have one more song I've been practicing, if you don't mind..." I told them. It was a lie. I haven't been practicing anything. But I just needed to get everything off my chest.

They both nodded, curious for my next song choice. I took quick, sneaky glances of Leon, who was sent into pure oblivion at that point. I started the song, hiding the slight mischief on my face.

"I think I need someone older

Just a little bit colder 

Take the weight off your shoulders

Think I need someone older

Baby, am I your little secret?

18, I'm old enough to keep it..."

Leon's jaw dropped as I started singing, his heart drumming into his ears. He could barely listen to me at that point, almost as if he was completely disconnected from reality.

I looked over at him, giving him a knowing look, which made his eyes turn into pure fire. Desperation. Want. Need. Lust.

"Darling, hold me while you wipe my tears

Falling, you say I'm wise beyond my years

Yeah, guys, my age just aren't the same

I'm young and that's okay..."

He was clenching his fists so tight his knuckles turned white. He was completely lost, and he used his last ounce of self-control to keep himself together, to not break into pieces right there.

The song ended, and I gave my dad and Leon a small smile, my dad clapping his hands like I did some grand performance. Little did he know...

I took a seat between Leon and my dad, trying to calm myself down from what just happened. I looked over at Leon, who was completely desperate. I gave him the same look he had on his face: pleading. We chit-chatted for a few minutes, but we were barely resisting anymore. Occasional shoulder brushes, his knee brushing against my leg, our hands "accidentally" touching... it was way too much. For the both of us.

"Leon, don't you wanna sing something for us?" I asked him innocently.

He coughed to gain back his composure before answering: "I... I don't know how to sing, Lilith."

I scoffed: "Don't act like my dad knew how to sing, come on!"

"...Fine." He finally answered. "But only because you asked so nicely."

He got up from the couch, going to the laptop, absentmindedly searching for a song. His leg started bouncing with anxiety the second he sat on the chair, in front of the desk. He ran a hand over his face, his attempts to calm himself down being futile. He finally chose a song, and the second it started, my jaw dropped.

"I would rather, I would rather go blind

Then to see you walk away from me."

I was completely taken aback by his song choice. I shifted onto the couch, reaching to the coffee table in front of me to grab my drink. I took a long sip, trying to come back to my senses. But it was useless. COMPLETELY useless.

"So you see, I love you so much

That I don't wanna watch you leave me, baby 

Most of all, I just don't, I just don't wanna be free..."

That part was the last drop for me. I nearly gagged as he sang the "I love you" part, my heartbeat increasing like I just ran a long marathon. I locked eyes with him, and it felt like the world stopped. Like no one else existed, other than us. I took another sip of my drink as I looked at him, the lump I had in my throat still not going away.

The song eventually ended, and I looked over to my dad. I was so afraid that he'll find out. Maybe it was the paranoia, but he kinda looked like he knew. But if he knew, he would've instantly got up to beat Leon's ass. Best friends or not, he still wanted to protect me. I shook my head to regain my composure as Leon came back to the couch.

"You're not as bad of a singer as I thought, Leon." My dad chuckled. "Maybe we should do this more often."

I nearly spitted out my drink after hearing my dad. Doing this AGAIN? Not on my watch. "Maybe... Lilith's birthday is coming soon anyway." Leon answered him, then looking over at me. "Y-Yeah... a great... idea..." I said, looking down, unable to meet Leon's intense gaze.

TOO LATE

We kept chatting as time was passing, music still playing in the background. Nonetheless, the night wouldn't have been complete without my dad bringing up the never-ending topic- dating.

"Speaking of which, you said you had a date with some guy a few days ago. When will I be able to meet him?" My dad asked playfully.

Leon nearly choked on his drink as he heard my dad. He gripped his glass to almost the breaking point, his jaw flexing in jealousy.

"Well... It didn't work out. Again." I said with a slightly disappointed expression.

"Seriously? You'll gonna end up like those cat ladies everyone is making fun of." My dad, somehow disappointed, but not surprised.

I scoffed: "What can I do about it? It's not like I have Prince Charming right in front of me and I'm refusing to marry him!"

I did. He was right beside me. A blue-eyed Prince Charming who had gray hairs, who also happened to be almost 20 years older than me. And who also happened to be my dad's best friend. Thanks for the reminder, dad...

Leon's blood was boiling. He was possessive. He was jealous. He gripped the side of the couch in frustration, hoping no one would notice. But I did. I looked into his eyes for a few seconds, his grip on the couch loosening. But he was still filled with anger. Before I could return my attention to my dad, Leon gave me a betrayed look. It felt like he pulled at my heart strings.

"Well, maybe one day I'll see you get married. You know, I have a guy at work-"

I instantly interrupted my dad, the never-ending topic starting to get on my nerves. "Don't. Please. I will find someone one day. Just... don't say anything about your guys at work... again."

My dad rolled his eyes at me before he answered me on a slightly annoyed tone: "You'll never find someone if you keep being like this, you know?"

I bit my lip in frustration, fighting with myself in my head. One part of me wanted to tell him that I did in fact met someone... 22 years ago. And another part of me wanted peace. So I chose peace. I muttered a small "Whatever..." before taking a deep breath, my hand clenching at the couch the same way as Leon did. Oh, how the tables have turned.

WHAT YOU NEED

Time passed, and my dad got tired before me and Leon. He kissed my forehead and he thanked me for coming to this special day, and he shook hands with Leon, before going to his room. Me and Leon were still on the couch, the tension in the air thick enough to cut with a knife.

Silence. Only the faint sound of the music running in the background and our breaths filling the room.

Agonizing. So far, but so close.

I kept my gaze on the floor, fidgeting with the edge of my dress as I tried to keep my eyes away from Leon. And he was doing the same thing, looking at the floor as his knee was bouncing in anxiety.

A certain song that came up caught my attention. And... did it make sense.

"I got everything you want with me 

I do everything he does times three..."

A shiver ran down my spine as I heard the lyrics, reminding me of the topic me and my dad talked about earlier. Leon was paying attention to the lyrics as well, and he got it instantly. He related to it. Of course he did... I bit my lip as I heard the lyrics, knowing how true they were. He was way better than any ma- I can't even call them "men". He was better than any boy I met. He was a man. He was the man. He was all I needed.

After around one agonizing minute, Leon finally spoke up, his gaze still on the floor:

"They don't know you like I do."

Ouch. It felt like a stab in the heart, almost like putting salt on an open wound. I knew he did, in fact, know me better than anyone else. I knew he was better. And I knew I wanted him, I wanted to give up on meeting these immature dudes when the love of my life was literally right beside me.

"You really think they were ever gonna be enough for you?" He asked, his grip on his glass as tight as ever. I was surprised that his glass hasn't shattered to pieces yet...

I remained silent. I knew the truth, and finally, he knows it too. I took a sip out of my drink, trying to gather up my courage to speak to him. But he broke the silence again.

"Do you know how much I wanted you every time you came home from another failed date, Lilith? While you were sobbing in my arms, telling me how you're so tired of men? Besides wanting to beat those bastards up for not knowing how to properly treat a woman... Do you know how much I wanted you to choose me? How much I wanted you to know your worth? How much I wanted you to know that you deserve more than some random immature guy? To finally realize that I was the one you truly deserved?" He said through gritted teeth, as he finally looked at me.

I looked back at him, my expression being a mix of pain and need. His words almost brought me to tears, but I fought them back. Why was everything so hard? Why did he have to be my dad's best friend? Why did he have to be so much older than me? Why did this have to be so wrong?

But this time, I didn't care. I needed him. I needed him more than ever.

A LITTLE DEATH

"Leon... I..." I stuttered, trying to find my words. It was useless.

But... There was no need for words anymore. After a split second, Leon's large, calloused hands found my face, pulling me into a rough, heated kiss. I was frozen at first, not being able to process that it was finally happening. The MAN I always wanted, wanted me back even more...

I gave in, kissing him back with the same intensity. My hands found the nape of his neck, his hair, absentmindedly touching him and gripping at him, pulling him impossibly closer until our bodies were flush against each other. I let out small whimpers against his lips and tongue, and the small sounds fueled his desire even more.

He gripped my hips instantly, pulling me onto his lap. He shifted so I could sit comfortably on his hips, his growing arousal poking at my inner thigh. His hands roamed all over my back as he bit my lower lip, making me moan into his mouth, making me grind my hips against his.

He let out a low, guttural moan as his hands found my hips again, guiding me to grind onto his hardening dick. We were both moaning, whimpering messes. But it felt... so right.

His kisses trailed down my cheek, my jaw, finding a sensitive spot and biting it softly. I let out a soft moan, continuing to grind my hips against his dick, which was completely hard at that point.

My sounds fueled his need even more, his kisses trailing down my neck, occasionally biting at my skin rougher than before, making my back arch. He nipped at my collarbones, his tongue darting out to taste my skin.

I looked down at him with a needy expression, and he crashed his lips into mine again, the kiss becoming more intense and messy by the second.

His tongue explored my mouth, he was nipping at my tongue from time to time as his hands were still guiding my hips against his, trailing lower to my ass, gripping it tightly, spreading it.

I moaned into his mouth as he grabbed my ass, and he couldn't take it anymore. He pulled me closer, breaking the kiss for a second, a trail of saliva still connecting our lips.

"I love you so much..." he panted out, crashing his lips onto mine once again, messier and rougher than last time.

I was completely taken aback by his words. The words I never thought I'll ever hear from him. The words that made me feel complete.

My hands moved to his face, cupping his cheeks as I continued to kiss him passionately. I broke from the kiss for a second to catch my breath, and to finally speak out.

"Say it again... Please..." I said breathlessly with a desperate expression, still not believing what he said. "I love you, Lilith..." He repeated himself, his eyes softening, but still half lidded with lust and desire. "I... I love you too, Leon... for the longest time..." I said as I looked deep into his blue eyes, getting lost into the moment. Getting lost into him.

He moved his hand to my chin, his fingers trailed down my jaw, holding me possessively. I bit the inside of my lip at the contact, as he was analyzing every expression I made. He leaned over to my ear, gently nipping at my earlobe and tightening his grip below my jaw before whispering:

"Be mine. Be mine and you'll never have to worry about a thing in your life." He whispered with a low, seductive tone. "Just... let me love you. Let me treat you the way you truly deserve."

"I'm already yours, Leon... I've always been yours..." I whispered back, my head feeling lighter by the second.

A night that we'll never forget.

That's all Leon needed to hear. He lifted me up, carrying me to my room. He threw me on the bed, crawling over me to pepper my neck with wet, sloppy kisses, his hand finding my waist.

My hands ran over his back, my chest arching against his. He let out a guttural moan at the feeling, his hand trailing down my waist, my stomach, my hips, moving under my dress with feathery touches. 

His touch sent me into a place of pure bliss and ecstasy, making me want him impossibly more. He continued to kiss my neck, his tongue trailing down my throat, right over my chest.

His hand was massaging my thigh, inching closer and closer to my aching heat. He found my inner thigh, his fingertips gently ghosting over it, making me gasp. 

He continued to kiss at my chest, the hand that wasn't between my thighs pulling down my dress to reveal my bra-covered breasts. He instantly started planting wet, hungry kisses on the newly exposed skin, sucking on my sensitive flesh, leaving small, red marks. 

The hand he had between my legs found the edge of my panties, his fingertips barely touching me. He hooked his index finger under the edge, pulling them to the side.

The cold air made me shiver, the reaction of my body making Leon smirk against my breasts. He used his other hand to lower my bra, freeing my tits. He kissed lower, the tip of his tongue meeting my hardening nipple as he looked into my eyes. 

The fingers that were above my heat started properly touching me, spreading my pussy before rubbing small, gentle circles on clit. I threw my head back into the mattress at the sudden contact, letting out the most erotic moan I could ever make. Oh, how he loved it. 

He moaned against my nipple, sucking and gently biting it, completely filling my body with ecstasy. The vibrations of his moan went straight to my aching pussy, making me clench around nothing.

His fingers rubbed faster against my clit, occasionally exploring my wet folds, teasing my entrance. He let out my nipple with a wet "pop", still looking at me with that darkened, lustful expression. 

His mouth moved to my other breast, starting to play with my nipple. His middle finger started toying with my entrance, before slowly pushing it inside, all while looking into my eyes, noticing how my brows furrowed the slightest way in pleasure, the way my lips parted... His finger was halfway in, making me clench around him. He finally slid it all in, massaging my walls gently. 

He added his ring finger, making me feel full just from his fingers alone. He started moving them at a decent pace, curling up to hit that sweet spot which was making me see stars. He shifted, positioning himself to my side, pushing his fingers inside me again, resuming his ministrations.

His thumb moved to my clit, rubbing it with such precision that me made me throw my head back, leaning against his shoulder. I started moving my hips along with his fingers, sending me closer and closer to the edge.

"That's my girl..." He whispered in my ear, his voice full of lust. "Fuck yourself on my fingers... Mhm, just like that..."

His words, his tone, the way I felt his hot breath against my ear, the way his fingers were moving so precisely against my aching cunt- it was all too much. I looked up at him as he continued his movements, pulling his face into a heated, sloppy kiss.

"L-Leon... t-too much... I'm so close-" I panted out against his lips. "Not yet, sweetheart. You're gonna be good for daddy and hold it until I say so. Okay?..." He demanded, his voice low and firm.

His words alone almost sent me to the edge. But I tried my best for him. I tried my best to hold it in, small beads of sweat forming on my forehead. It was too much. WAY too much...

"I c-can't... I don't think I can hold it anymore..." I said incoherently, my breathing getting impossibly heavier.

"You can, princess. You can, because I said so. Come on, just a little longer for me... Can you do that, baby?" He whispered in my ear, his tone almost praising.

He slowed down his movements, teasing the hell out of me. My whole body was shaking as I tried to hold it in, but my self-control was slipping away with every movement he made.

"I wanna taste you so bad, sweetheart..." He said on a low tone, stopping his movements. He pulled his fingers away from me, bringing them to his mouth, cleaning them while making eye contact with me. "You want me to make you come with my tongue, my pretty baby?"

I only managed to mutter a soft "Please...", still panting and trembling from the way he touched me. He definitely knew how to do please me in every way. He was more experienced, after all...

He got off me, leaning back on the mattress.

"Sit." He demanded, patting the top of his chest.

My eyes widened at his request, my knees starting to feel weaker than they already were. "Are you... sure? I'm gonna suffocate you-"

He cut me off: "And? That's the whole point. Besides, I wouldn't mind dying this way at all." He chuckled. "I just know I'd go to heaven if I died while being smothered by that pretty pussy of yours~"

My cheeks heated up even more at his words. No one knew how to push my buttons like he did...

I got off the bed for a second, taking off my panties. I got back to my bed, slowly inching towards him, raising my dress over my hips. As I was in front of him, I raised my leg over his face, now completely hovering over him. He immediately grabbed my hips, pulling me down, his hot lips making contact with my aching cunt.

He started lapping at my folds while making eye contact with me, his tongue moving to my clit, circling it with such precision. Since he just got me on the edge earlier, it didn't take him too long to bring me close to my orgasm again. I moved my hips against his tongue, the knot in my abdomen being on the verge of snapping.

"Leon... F-Fuck... I'm gonna come..." I barely managed to say, moaning and panting above him. He hummed in approval against my clit, his lips encircling it as he started sucking on it, the way his cheeks hollowed combined with the wet, slurping sounds making me lose my mind.

"Mhm... Let go for me, gorgeous... Come for me... I'm right here, I got you..." He praised me before attacking my swollen clit again, sucking and slurping at it. "Keep riding my face like that, baby... You're doing so well..."

That was all it took me to let go. My hands gripped his hair as I started moving my hips against his mouth again, sending me over the edge with a loud, high-pitched moan of his name. My legs squeezed his head, all of the strength I had almost disappearing, almost collapsing on top of him.

I sat there for a few seconds to catch my breath. I got off his face, collapsing on his side. He wrapped his hand around me as he whispered into my ear, his voice thick with affection:

"That's my girl... That's MY  girl..." He smiled against my ear, then planting a soft kiss on my cheek. I gave him an exhausted smile, wrapping my arms around him.

I kissed his slick-covered lips, his tongue darting out to deepen the kiss, tasting myself on his tongue. The kiss that was supposed to be gentle turned into another sloppy mess. He pulled away from my lips, looking at me with a new level of desire.

"My darling... Make me feel like I'm breathing again... Make me feel alive..." He said with desperation, panting against my lips.

I nodded instantly, pulling him into another messy kiss. Tongues moving in the messiest way possible, teeth biting every part of skin they could bite.

He pulled me up into a sitting position, finally taking off my dress and throwing it on the floor. He unclasped my bra, throwing it in the same direction.

He quickly got undressed, his biceps flexing as he was taking off his shirt. He was the closest thing to a Greek God I had ever laid eyes on. He threw his shirt close enough to the pile of clothing on the floor. He unbuttoned his jeans, taking them off eagerly alongside with his boxers.

Oh my fucking God.

My mouth instantly started watering at the sight. Long, thick, hard as a rock and his tip glistening with precum, his v-line adding bonus points to the heavenly sight. Holy shit. I would've instantly devoured him if I could.

"Turn around, baby. Show me that pretty ass of yours..." He demanded on a rough tone.

I did as he said, turning around and bending over, arching my back for him. He bit his lip at the sight, getting behind me. His hands played with my behind, spreading it, admiring it. His tip played against my entrance, the wet sounds filling the room.

"I'm gonna fuck you the way you truly deserve, princess." He said on a low, seductive tone. It was a warning.

He slowly pushed himself in, letting me adjust to his sheer size. I bit the pillow that was in front of me, the stretch hurting so good... He hissed, spreading me to get a better view of my stretched out cunt. He kept pushing himself in, until he filled me up to the brim. He stopped for a few seconds, adjusting to the feeling, before he started moving slowly. It was a match made in heaven. I muffled my moans into the pillow as he was moving against me. He made me feel things I've never felt before.

He hovered over me as he picked up the pace, rolling his hips in a way that was touching every sensitive spot inside me.

"Did anyone fuck you like this, sweetheart?" He asked on a low tone, his breath hot in my ear.

"N-Never... Never, Leon..." I barely managed to pant out, throwing my face back into the pillow, muffling my moans.

"Hm? What was that, baby? I couldn’t hear you..." He teased, biting at the nape of my neck.

"Nngh- No- Fuck... Never..." I said louder, my hands gripping the sheets as his movements became rougher.

He smiled against my neck, placing a gentle kiss there. "That's it. That's what I wanted to hear..."

He tugged me up, his chest now flush against my back. He continued to pound me like this, the new angle making me cry out his name. His arm flexed around my neck, making me look up at him with a fucked up expression. He squeezed his bicep, the pressure on my neck making me let out a strangled moan.

"You look so pretty like this, y'know that? So dick-drunk because of me..." He said, his breath hoarse into my ear.

I only managed to let out a broken moan, and that fueled him even more. His thrusts became rougher, deeper and faster, his bicep flexing again to squeeze my neck even more. I was getting lightheaded, my mouth open, my body feeling weaker by the second.

"Love you so much... My pretty girl..." He said into my ear, continuing to mutter praises, planting a gentle kiss on my temple.

The contrast between his gentleness and the roughness of his thrusts and his strong arm holding my neck in place- it was overwhelming in the best way possible. I felt myself get close again, starting to clench around his length.

He felt it, and his other hand reached my swollen clit, rubbing fast circles against it, sending me into a whole another dimension. I moaned his name over and over again, turning my head to him and kissing him sloppily.

He kissed me back with the same intensity, his thrusts getting deeper, his bicep squeezing my neck even more, and the pace of his fingers circling my clit getting faster.

"Come on my dick, baby... Come on... Can you do that for me? I know you can, pretty..."

With that, I started clenching around his length with a broken moan, trembling around him, sustaining myself by holding onto his bicep that was around my neck. He smiled against my neck as he continued to fuck me through my orgasm, his thrusts never slowing down.

He kept fucking me like that, releasing my neck and letting my upper half collapse on the mattress, my ass still in the air.

He grabbed my hips with one hand, while the other grabbed my hair into his fist. He held my hips in place as he picked up the pace, fucking me impossibly faster. He let out ragged breaths and low moans, feeling close to the edge himself.

"Fuuuck... My pretty girl... I'm not gonna last much longer..." He said, his voice rough.

I was a moaning mess at that point, I wasn't able to form a single word. I nodded into the mattress, getting all of the strength I had left in my body to look back at him, muttering a weak "Inside...".

When he heard me say that, his head rolled back with a moan, his thrusts getting erratic. He hovered over me once more, pulling my head up slightly to kiss me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth like he never did that before.

He came inside me with a final deep thrust, moaning into my mouth like he never felt like this before. And most likely... he didn't. He stood still for a bit, catching his breath, planting small kisses on my cheek, my temple, my neck, my shoulder, my back...

He pulled out, the sight of my pussy glistening with his cum would've been enough to make him hard again. But... not now. We were both tired, and he needed to take care of me.

He turned me around, carefully placing my weak body on the mattress, on my back. He hovered over me, smiling to himself as he noticed how dick-drunk I still was, giving me a soft kiss on my forehead.

"You alright?" He chuckled, brushing some stray hairs away from my face.

I chuckled with my eyes still closed. I nodded, giving him a soft, drunken smile. "I've never been better."

He laughed softly, placing a gentle kiss on my lips. "I think you were right..."

I slightly opened my eyes, a confused expression on my face. "About?"

He could only smile. He kissed my lips again, before speaking up: "About the fact that I know you better than anyone else. I think you were right."

I smiled at him, my weak hand making its way to his cheek, gently stroking it. "I'm always right, Leon." I chuckled.

He rolled his eyes playfully, pulling me into a gentle hug. "Here she goes again..."

"What? Am I wrong?" I laughed, looking down at him, his face buried into the crook of my neck.

"Not at all. But, this attitude of yours... You always had it." He mumbled against my neck. "As much as it annoys the shit out of me sometimes, honestly... it just makes me wanna love you even more." I couldn't help but smile at him, my hand going to the back of his head, playing with his hair gently. "This, or to fuck this attitude out of you." He pulled back his head to look at me. "I mean... Both, actually.”

I rolled my eyes, slapping his shoulder gently. "Oh shut up, Leon..."

He chuckled to himself, burying his face onto the crook of my neck again. "I love you too."