The banner might be Leonardo.... But he's not your lover.
PLEASE DO NOT ASK ME WHERE THIS IDEA CAME FROM I DO NOT WISH TO TALK ABOUT IT. PLEASE AND THANK YOU. (It's sorta cuck-ish?????)
Side note: this was almost an Arthur/Theo fic rather than a Comte/Leonardo fic. But I write enough Theo smut as it is. I need to push him to the side for a bit.
Comte has been gone for a few days. No, a week now and you are getting desperate. You have been horny for 4 days straight and your thoughts have been anything but straight.
You can't fall asleep.
11 passes.
12 passes.
1 passes.
You while and start to touch yourself. Groping yourself. Fingering yourself. It's not enough.
It's 1:30 and you're in bed mercilessly humping a pillow for some kind of friction.
"Fuck...Abel..."
You softly moan his name as if he's there helping you with your issue.
You think you get enough sexual frustration out to be able to sleep so you lay there. Drifting into a light sleep.
You wake up not long later, tossing and turning. Your fingers made their way inside you as you were asleep. Comte is the very first thing in your mind.
You pull your hand back up and fall back into a light sleep.
You do it again. And again. Thinking of Comte the first moment you feel your fingers deep in you.
It's 3:30.
You can't go back into your sad excuse for sleep. You bunch up your pillow again and start grinding on it.
You had already gotten yourself to cum twice but it's not enough.
Humping is not enough. You need something else. You need something inside you.
You whine, shoving your face into the mattress. "Abel..!" You're cursing him for not being there to satisfy you.
Finally you stop. Not because you are satisfied but because you have an idea and you're not about to talk yourself out of it.
You get out of bed, and go out into the hall. You walk before stopping at a door and letting yourself inside.
You have to be careful where you step, you basically walk on your toes. The only light in the room is fromt.he moon coming through the window so you end up walking into a few things. You get to the bed and get on it, then sit on top him.
Leonardo wakes up when he feels your weight on top of him. He groans, wondering why you're here. "Cara mia? What's wrong? What time is it?"
He tries to sit up but since he's still half asleep you're able to push him back down.
"Fuck me."
Even with that little push, jolting him more awake he still wasn't understanding. "Excuse me?"
"I need you to fuck me," you already started to grind your hips against him, wanting to get him hard quick.
He let out a sharp moan, but quickly stopped. "Cara mia, I don't think-"
You put your hand over his mouth to stop him from trying to talk you out of this. "You told Comte you would take care of me while he is away, no? So take care of me."
You give him a stern look. You're so sexually frustrated that you need to do something about it. Leonardo isn't sure what to think. But the way you keep dry humping him is getting him hard. Hard enough for you to ride him.
You get off of his lap just enough to pull his cock out. You rub him a few times before sitting down on him. You're so wet that his whole cock is able to slide into you with ease.
Both of you moan at the same time. Leonardo knows this is wrong but what is he supposed to do. He's still half asleep and can't think of anything to say to you to talk you out of it, but now it's really too late.
All you needed was to move up and down in him a few times to get yourself to cum again. That's three times. But it's still not enough you want more.
"Goddamn it..fuck me," you wanted it hard, rough enough to have you screaming. You wanted every dirty little thought in your head to become reality.
Leonardo grabbed hold of you and rolled you over so you were on the bed now. Pinning your hands to the bed he immediately starts thrusting into you. You moan louder, spreading your legs more so he can get deeper.
His cock slides in and out of you perfectly with how wet you are
"Ahh- you're b-bigger than Abel," you moan as his cock pumps into you.
Leonardo tries to ignore you and just focuses on his desires now. You buck up your hips, allowing him to get even deeper.
"F-fuck...his cock hasnt t-touched me th-there."
"Shut up," he breathes heavily. He's sort of happy that he can't see much of your expression. He doesn't want to be able to remember it later.
You start to squirm, feeling yourself reaching climax for a fourth time.
"H-he would have loved to watch~"
"I said shut up," he lets go of your arm and holds onto your hips so he can hold you down as he fucks you harder.
"Ahh!" Your toes curl. You experience your best climax of the night, covering his cock in fresh cum.
Leonardo pulls out right before his climax. Pushing your shirt up and leaving a puddle of cum on your stomach.
You both pant, not daring to look at the other.
Leonardo gives himself a moment to catch his breath before getting up, fixing his pants, and finding something to clean you up with.
You then pull your shirt back down to cover yourself. The plan was to get up and go back to your bed, but now you finally feel tired enough to fall asleep, so you stay laying there.
Leonardo lays back down in his bed, already trying to forget what just happened.
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